­Title: Hey Yeah-eh yeah

Summary: "I'm so sorry," He sobbed as Kaiba let go of him, "I'm so sorry, for hurting you and pretending it was okay." Dropping to the floor he brought his knees up to his face, "But this shouldn't be this big!" He stammered. "It shouldn't be- it can't be, and I don't- I don't, I don't know what to do?"

Warning: Swearing, sexual references

This has defiantly been a long delay…

But anyway hope everyone had a wonderful holiday and thank you to everyone who reviewed in the last chapter, I like to hear your thoughts!

And thank you especially to my beta Rroselavy as always.

So here we go…

For the next week Kaiba stayed at home, ordering the servants and Mokuba to not let anyone in or to give him the phone without knowing who was calling. Kaiba didn't even answer the phone when it was Marcus, and especially when it was Jou.

The lump was back for an encore and it hurt to swallow, so he'd been chain smoking to try to divert his attention away from everything. But the scene outside the restaurant kept replaying in his mind, and no matter how many coughing fits he had it just wouldn't go away.

"I can't remember," he whimpered.

Kaiba searched the blonde's face and found there was a sincere sadness in his eyes, and from that one eye-lock Kaiba knew he had to be with him.

Walking over he stopped just in front of the blonde, his eyes darting from the small pert lips to the eye lashes fluttering beside the pale cheeks, in that moment he brought his lips down and kissed the blonde slowly, wondering the outcome. Reaching his hands to cup the blonde's cheeks, he felt Jou resting his weight on his elbows, so he broke the kiss steadily.

A few long seconds passed before Kaiba whispered gently.

"This can't be it?"

The blonde smiled sadly, "It doesn't have to be."

Kaiba shook his head. "We should go back in." He said, turning around.

"Is this it then?" The other teen called out.

Looking over his shoulder Kaiba replied, "I don't want it to be."

Kaiba held his head in his hands sitting down on the black leather couch in his study; Jou hadn't come back to dinner and Ren was having a fit because of it. Finally Marcus told Ren to just leave and phone Jou the next day.

"Give him time."

Kaiba felt himself age, having known Marcus only a few weeks, he couldn't help have a deep respect and empathy for the redhead.

"What am I doing?" Kaiba shook his head, confused.

Coming back into the restaurant Marcus had suspected nothing and Ren was just a little weary, Kaiba assumed he thought that he and Jou had gotten into another fight.

"I thought you were stronger than this."

Looking up, Kaiba saw that Mokuba was leaning against the door his arms crossed and a disappointed look on his features.

"Go away." Kaiba grunted, feeling even more ashamed of his actions.

"No, Marcus has called about 600 times in the last week, wondering what the fuck happened to you? Not only that, but that cunt Jou is suddenly calling again, too!"

"Don't call him that!" Kaiba roared at his little brother, his hands shaking at his sides.

Mokuba's eyes widened, "Oh my god," He murmured, "You still…"

Placing his head back in his hands, he didn't know what to say. It was like a black TV screen, nothing was playing, and nothing was making a sound. Kaiba wished he could figure things out; it seemed so foreign to him not to be able to see things clearly.

Jou had hurt him terribly in the past; Marcus had never even tried to make things the least bit difficult, even when he found out about Ren and Jou being together, and after seeing the two of them kiss. But Jou … it seemed it was always Jou, and it seemed it would always come back to him.

Always …

"Buy it." Jou said, taking a sip of his latte.

Kaiba looked hard at the suit through the boutique window.

"I dunno." He said, contemplating carefully.

The blonde groaned, "Come on- who cares? You have enough money to buy about a trillion of them suits!"

"Well unlike you, darling I'd much rather save my money- who knows what will happen in the future?"

The blonde smiled deviously, "Is that a common occurrence with you?"

"Why do you say that?" Kaiba asked, staring at him.

"'Cause you do that with your feelings too."

Mokuba still stood silently at the door, the look of disappointment still in his eyes.

"Why go through that again? Tell me."

"I wish I could." Kaiba sighed sadly. "I wish I could."

-+-

Missing a week of school, especially with exams coming up, was something the teachers stressed was a bad and also demented idea. Coming back after a small vacation was even worse when you were supposed be someone people looked up to.

But for Kaiba he could have cared less, all he wanted was to stay away from Jou, because he wasn't sure what'd he say or do. It seemed impossible to avoid the blonde, he knew it was unfair because of the previous weekend festivities, and unlike the other teen's thinking, he knew he owed Jou an explanation.

"Jou, may I speak to you?" Kaiba said catching him before he went to his last class.

Nodding his head, the blonde followed Kaiba to the boy's washroom on the third floor, because hardly anyone used it since it kept overflowing. Shutting the door and locking it, Kaiba faced the blonde; a solemn look placed his features.

"You don't have to say anything." The blonde tried to smile.

Kaiba shook his head, "No things… some things need to be said."

Laughing, Jou looked up at him with glassy eyes, "Like what? You need to be on your own? You feel bad about Marcus? I know all of that crap- nothing needs to be said!" He cried.

Something in those words angered Kaiba immensely, and grabbing Jou's sleeves, he tightened the fabric firmly in his fists.

"Fuck you!" Kaiba yelled. "You of all the fucking people in my life, you take the cake for screwing it up! I am trying to be the bigger man- giving you an explanation for this past week!" Swallowing hard from all the emotions and all the memories, the lies and pain, he whispered softly, "Something you should have done!"

Jou sniffed, his eyes watering and a few tears slipping beneath his eyelashes as he closed his eyes.

"I'm so sorry," He sobbed as Kaiba let go of him, "I'm so sorry, for hurting you and pretending it was okay." Dropping to the floor he brought his knees up to his face, "But this shouldn't be this big!" He stammered. "It shouldn't be- it can't be, and I don't- I don't, I don't know what to say to you?"

Kaiba stood looking down at the blonde, from that angle he looked small, vulnerable, and even pathetic. Saying nothing, he thought about walking away, but that would be giving up.

Giving up from what, though?

Kaiba didn't know, but something inside him told him to stay.

"The eye procedure failed."

That's what Kaiba heard when he opened the door in at 3 in the morning one school night, staring out the rain kept falling and a soaked matted haired blonde stood outside his house, his eyes red, his face blotchy and his hands trembling.

The blonde heaved, his body shuddering as Kaiba wrapped his arms around his entire body murmuring softly that he was there for him, but never that it was ' ok.'

"She can't see, she can't," the blonde kept repeating like a possessed, broken soul.

Kaiba nuzzled his head into wet stringy hair, because nothing he could say would make it any better, ever.

Ever …

The final bell rang for the end of the day and both Kaiba and the blonde hadn't moved from their positions in the abandoned boy's washroom. It seemed both easy and disturbing that they each wanted to stay there, so that they wouldn't have to face anyone.

But that would be impossible so Kaiba was the first to leave, and he walked slowly, but he knew no matter how slow he walked, Jou wouldn't say anything, and that unsettled him.

In one quick blur he found himself outside the school and there stood Marcus, beautiful and radiant in the sunlight, leaning against a black foreign sports car. His red hair was glistening and green eyes sparkling and Kaiba felt his heart flutter and then break a little inside.

"Hey." Kaiba said gently.

The older teen gave him a small smile.

"Where have you been?" And with those words Marcus brought his hands up to his face and his body rocked.

Rushing up, Kaiba thought maybe the smaller teen was having another migraine attack but instead he found the red head crying, whimpering into his hands.

"You jerk." He cried.

Kaiba felt the redhead place his hands on his forearms while the brunette shook his head trying to figure out if the redhead knew or not.

"Tell me. Am I not good enough? Am I not good enough?"

"No… you're too good… you're too good… too good for me, too good!" Kaiba heard himself say, heard himself confess.

Marcus's breathe hitched, "I don't want this to be it. It can't be it."

"Then how come it is?"

-+-

It was a Monday after noon, exams had gone by effortlessly and Kaiba was in his office staring out onto the summer-filled warmth of Domino City. School had finished only a week ago, but it seemed it had been forever since seeing the blonde.

"You broke up with Marcus?" Jou asked with hope and confusion.

Kaiba nodded his head, "I think… I'm in love with you."

Jou's eyes widened, "What? Where did that…"

"I dunno, but I'm always even with Marcus and… I'm alone and nothing and I can't say for the future or even in a couple of years but I know now- I want to be with you. What do you think?"

The blonde chuckled, "That is the most open I seen you… ever. But yes I want to be with you too."

"Then let's do this right." Kaiba said, "Lets not screw this up."

"Ok," Jou agreed excitedly, "Let me tell Ren!"

"No."

Shutting up, Jou stared at Kaiba, "What?"

"I have to make partners with Kelco first, I can't also 'dump Ren."

Jou slumped, "How long will that take?"

"A month or so, that's all."

Kaiba kissed the blonde delicately on the mouth.

"Just act like everything is normal- then dump him."

"Ok- it's like a movie."

"Well…"

They both smiled.

Smiling softly, Kaiba couldn't wait till Ren went overseasto see his family so he could fully takeover Ren's small but growing operation of Microtech and then make partners with Kelco,a long standing opposition to Ren's family. Finally the lump was gone.

A fire grew inside of him and he at long-last felt in control of his life.

Kaiba heard his door creak open and close with a soft click.

"Um … Kaiba?"

Turning his head, Ren was staring at him, his eyes bloodshot

"Doesn't your plane leave soon?" Kaiba said checking the clock, puzzled.

Ren nodded his head and opened his mouth but no words came out.

"What is going on? Does it have something to do with-?"

"Marcus..."

Kaiba's heart stopped. He hadn't even thought of Marcus, he blocked the beautiful redhead from his mind since that scene in front of his school. Swallowing the forming lump in his throat, he felt horrible all over again.

Licking his quivering lips, Ren continued, "They found … God they found a brain tumour- he isn't expected to live much… longer."

TBC

Ooooo poor Marcus, but that guy needs some closure and so does Ren… eventually.

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