by SkyRose
Author's Note: Um, wow. I screwed up Anzu's life! Yay! And, hopefully I've made Jou even more tragic sounding, and we find out kind of what happened. I hope my plans don't go awry like they usually do, but I won't mind if they do. The next chapters I'll be writing will be good, I hope, because they're some of my favorite songs. Actually, this one came out pretty good too. I'm rather surprised. I bet it's better than the last. I hope, anyway. Oh, the stuff
Chapter 3: The Best Ones Get Away
"Well, I know what I'm not,
And that's where I belong.
There by your side
is where I should stand"
Anger. Anger filled the senses of the boy who could barely remember his own name on some days. He couldn't even recall the name of the person who's image threw him into these fits of rage. That wasn't quite true though. He could remember in his dreams, but once he woke up, he could never remember.
There was the day the man appeared on TV. He had been sitting in the common, at a back table, playing solitaire, and then he heard that voice. There was a press conference from some big company in the city. Jou looked up, and saw those eyes, and he flipped over the table, his eyes going cold and angry. It took some of the stronger nurses to subdue him, and shoot him full of tranquilizers. Jou slumped over finally, and was taken back to his room to sleep off the medicine.
"That Jou. What about Kaiba-san do you think makes him so angry?" One of the newer nurses asked the others that had been there longer.
"We don't really know. The accident that left him like this was partially caused by one of his best friends, and he was dating Kaiba-san at that time. Kaiba-san and Jou were in a car, and they hit a motorcycle. Jou went flying through the windshield, and you can guess at what happened, and that is why he's here now." Her superior answered.
The younger one looked sad. "We all pity him in some way, but it's our job to help all of the patients." She got reminded.
Jou was having a nice dream. He was kissing a man, who somehow felt familiar. "Don't let go...If you let go, you'll be gone." Jou said, leaning into the taller man's chest. Long, slim fingers ran their way through Jou's hair.
"I have to, Jou. I love you too," The man answered in his deep tenor, and brought his lips down to Jou's again, then pushed him away.
"Please, don't go, Seto!" Jou cried, falling to his knees.
"Sayonara, Katsuya." Seto answered, bowing his head with his back to Jou, and he walked off into the shadows.
Jou's eyes opened at that point, and again he instantly forgot the name he had called out in his dream. Did that man love him at some time in his life? What did his face look like? Why did he keep saying good bye like that? Jou tried to get his legs to move, but apparently his eyes and mind were the only parts of him that were awake at the moment. He'd been tranquilized again. It pissed him off. Did he do that again? What was he doing before? He couldn't even remember that.
He tried to move his leg again, and this time it moved, so he got up and used the toilet, and stared at his unfamiliar face as he washed his hands at the sink. He wondered if he should grow a beard. Or would he forget that he had decided to do that? He went back and sat on his bed and stared at random things.
A nurse checked on him. "The tranqilizers worn off?" She asked. Jou nodded.
"I think so" he said out loud.
"That's good." The nurse said. "Mail today." She handed the young man a letter. He looked at it curiously. She smiled at him. "Who's it from?" She asked, politely. Jou opened it and scanned to the end.
"Seto." He said, simply.
"Do you remember him?" She asked gently. Jou shook his head.
"I can't remember anyone named that." He said, looking sad. The nurse patted his back.
"I'm sure you'll remember something some day." She left.
Jou read the rest of the letter now that she was gone.
"Dear Katsuya (Is that me?)
I still don't know what happened exactly, and I'm so sorry you are there. Vehicle accidents happen all the time, and I wish you have listened to me when I insisted you put your seat belt on. I didn't want you of all people, my precious pup, to become a statistic. Don't worry about any bills, they have already been paid. If you remember me, I hope you won't be angry with me. (Dude, I have no clue who you are, how can I be angry at you?)
It's been three years, but I finally decided that I need to move on. I'll always love you, even if you can't remember that, and I always will. I'm dating an old friend of yours, Yuugi Mutou. (Yuugi?) I think it's going well. I hope you can be happy for us. I know it will be painful, and maybe you'll even feel betrayed if you remember (Betrayed? The hell?). Everything was so right, so perfect between us. I'm sorry it happened, and I'll be here for you, even if I'm with another.
It's always the best ones that get away, isn't it? And you were the best one.
Love always - Seto"
Jou cried. Had this "Seto" been his boyfriend? That was so sad, and whatever caused him to be here, seperated him from his true love. "I'm sorry, but I don't have the slightest idea who you are." He folded the letter back up, and put it in a shoe box that he kept letters in.
Half-way around the world, Anzu Mazaki was pushing a baby stroller through a park near her apartment complex. She sat down, and checked on her baby. She sighed. 'I wonder what Yuugi would say. The poor thing looks so much like him.' She smiled. Not that it was bad thing, her baby was definitely unique. She hadn't written to anyone back home since she'd left. She picked up the little one. "What do you think, Atem?" The baby just tried to grabs his mother's hair. "Think Daddy would come and do the right thing? Or blow us off like I did to him?" She wondered, placing the baby back in the stroller and heading home.
She fixed some soup for dinner for the two of them, and hoped that Atem wouldn't be too fussy about it. At least they could be together this long. She missed the boy when she was at work. It was because of him that she couldn't follow her dream any more. She worked full time in an office building, just like practically everyone else in New York. She wished she hadn't moved so far from Japan now though. Anzu tucked the kid in after letting him play for a little while after supper.
Anzu sat down in a chair, and thought about things as the meaningless dialogues on the TV played out. The news was on, and she was surprised. She sighed as she caught the commercial for the celebrity gossip show that was on later that night. "The normally reclusive Seto Kaiba gives us an interview on Celebrity Gossip tonight, and we find out the true story of his sexuality! Also, some random coverage of other celebrities who pale in comparison to this!" Anzu blinked. She set her DVR to record this. She normally didn't follow the celebrity gossip because she didn't really care. This was a former classmate, maybe even a friend, in some way. She was interested to hear what he had to say to a gossip show at that!
She laid herself down in her own bed, thinking about work that needed doing tomorrow, worrying if she had everything in Atem's bag, feeling sorry that he had to spend his day in day care while she worked to feed and clothe the two of them. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to write to Yuugi.
Yuugi was sitting on the kitchen chair as he read the letter from New York. That bitch! She leaves him, and this is what he gets to hear: He has a two year old kid. "Fuck." He said out loud. He slammed the door on his way out, and made his way to his usual dive.
"Hey, there, long time no see." The barkeep waves at him.
"Give me the usual." Yuugi says, as he sits at the bar. The barkeeper places two bottles of beer in front of him, and leaves the poor boy alone. He hadn't done that in a while, sit at the bar, and order his usual. He must have gotten some bad news.
Yuugi sighs. "Damned Bitch. Don't know what she wants. I don't know much about raising kids. And she left me, why should I want her to come back?" He mumbles to himself.
The door opened, letting in some of the remaining daylight, and a tall figure takes a seat next to Yuugi. "I figured I'd find you here, if you weren't at home." He said to Yuugi. Yuugi twisted around to find Seto sitting next to him. He leaned against Seto, who turned to the barkeeper. "Bring me one, and how many has he had?"
"Just the one, so far." Seto nodded, and let it go at that.
"Why are you here?" Seto asked.
"Her." Yuugi answered.
"What could she do from thousands of kilometers away?"
"Write me a letter telling me she had my child two years ago." Yuugi answered. "She even enclosed pictures." He sniffled. "There's no doubt that it's mine. What am I supposed to do from here? She was the one who left me, and she wants me back, so I can help raise our child?"
"It's yours too, but you don't have to get back together with her. You could try to get to know your son though." Seto said thoughtfully. He knew Yuugi got drunk rather quickly, and he probably wouldn't remember half the advice Seto was giving him there.
"From this far away?" Yuugi asked, looking like Seto had grown another head.
"It's possible. Hard to do, but not impossible. Nothing is impossible." Seto reminded him. "Ever hear the saying "You don't know what you have until it's gone"?"
"Yeah, what a cliche. I felt that way for a few weeks after she left. She must not have known...I would have liked to know! I would have ran right back to her side so I could have been with her."
"She apparently didn't want you to know until now. She probably just wants something." Seto was thinking out loud.
"Probably. I just don't want her to come near me." Yuugi's head was rolling around. Seto downed his beer, and picked Yuugi up to his feet, and slammed some money down on the bar.
"Come on, Yuugi, you don't want to be hungover." Seto gave a tug on Yuugi's hand and walked home with him. He was glad that Yuugi had forgotten to lock the door, it meant he didn't have to mess with holding up Yuugi and working the lock.
Yuugi was kind of unsteady on his feet. "Help me to my -hic- room?" He asked. He hiccuped again. Seto nodded and closed the door and locked it. Seto placed his arm around Yuugi, and climbed the stairs with the smaller man, and led him towards his bedroom. He helped Yuugi sit down on the bed. Yuugi pulled on Seto's arm, indicating him to sit down. He pushed Seto down onto his back. "You're pretty, -hic-, you know that?" Yuugi asked as he straddled Seto.
Seto grabbed Yuugi's arms. "You're going to regret this, you are drunk." Seto told him, and Yuugi leaned down and gave him a long, deep kiss. Seto pushed Yuugi up. "No." He said.
"You're not be any fun." Yuugi pouted.
"If we're going to do 'it,' I want you sober. I find you attractive, but not when you've been drinking to drown your sorrows, and she has obviously upset you." Seto said, easily lifting Yuugi away from him, and pinning him down on his bed.
"Oh, are you trying to be kinky?" Yuugi asked hopefully. Seto rolled his eyes. He leaned down and gave Yuugi a more tender kiss than the one that Yuugi had given him.
"Another time, love. Just go to sleep now." Seto said, pushing Yuugi's bangs out of his face. And it wasn't long before the day caught up to Yuugi, and he finally fell asleep. Seto smiled, and gave him another small kiss. He grabbed a blanket from the chair that sat in the corner, and took it down to the couch in the living room, where he planned on sleeping that night. This one isn't getting away, but if he kept at the destructive lifestyle, he would just slip away, and Seto didn't want yet another person's blood on his hands if he could prevent it.