I'm so sorry I took so long! You may throw rocks at me, if that makes you feel any better.

It has no ending. You and I, we have no ending.

Sold Love

The ride back to Seto's mansion was filled with dark silence, over the small sniffling of Jou's hot tears. His body now bruised was pulled close to his chest, formed in a small circle as he gazed at the reflection of the window and kept wiping away the tears forming on his red eyes. Seto didn't look at him. The sight of him was breath taking, the wrath he had deep inside of him was slowly letting go and Seto himself was scared of this unknown emotion. He didn't know what to do. To hold him, whisper I love you and kiss his tears away, or to watch him from a distance and caress only his presence. He didn't want to hurt him again by approaching, not again so he gazed at the reflection of Jou on the window.

As they arrived, Seto opened the door and asked if Jou needed help but Jou only smiled, hurting each other painfully.

Jou walked to the bathroom pulling out his migraine medicine behind the mirror and began to swallow a grip load, not caring if he'd choke on them or not. Still shivering, he turned on the hot water and began to take his clothes off. Seto just watched from the distance, the door not closed, revealing Jou's full body that remained red and scarred, and then now revealing Jou's moans and screams. Jou fell to the ground and began to shiver, shout out words Seto couldn't understand so now he ran to catch him.

"Jou! Stop!" He began to shake him violently, the water still running hot like Jou's tears flowing endlessly.

Jou kept shouting sorry, apologizing, not knowing what to say, and now shouting words that didn't make sense in a dry, desperate manner.

Seto held Jou closely, rocking him back and forth, kissing his hair, his tears away.

Seto's P.O.V.

The water was warm, or I don't remember, maybe it was just your body. After that, you didn't move a single moment, just stayed in my arms, in the bathtub, the water caressing us like a piece of cloth, laying down for us.

I missed you.

Your fragile body that I knew I can hold onto forever, your skin I want to kiss, the warmth of your heat, everything of you I wanted it so bad. I think I'd die without it. I don't know, and just thinking of you screaming and shouting already begins to kill me.

I remember you keep asking me if I'd really love you, but Jou-

I really do.

I really do love you.

In the morning, Jou woke up with another migraine and got his pill case once again, slowly taking it in as he felt his body relive by the scent of the drug.

He went down to the kitchen as the familiar coffee scent led him, and Seto sat there with the newspapers again. Jou smiled and kissed Seto's coffee breath and just placed his head down the table and watched him move his eyes side to side.

"Damn, I want some beer."

He spoke in a husky voice and Seto looked at him first funny and began to laugh out loud.

"Let's go get some beer then,"

Seto stood up, and held Jou, carrying him upstairs to get him changed.

Jou's P.O.V.

It was true I was his slave.

If I had his money, if I had his life, I'd probably be here doing the same thing he is. I'd buy some idiot off the street and shout to him, complain to him how much I lost even when I'm the same as them.

But he gave me love, gave me everything I never had.

I think if I was to die, I'd die happy.

Since even through everything that happened, the days I spent with him are the life that really counts.

They went out to a family restaurant and ate and ate, drank beer like Jou wanted to and laughed like how they wanted to.

Today felt like the day they first actually went out to a date, to fall in love again and again, smile at each other.

At night, they came back home, the curtains closed and the bed ready.

Seto leaned to kiss Jou, their arms and hands locked on each other's waist. The tongue traveled to his jaw and began to tease his ear lobe, and gently playing with it. His hands led down to his pants, and began to unbuckle his belt, at the same time, kissing him senseless. Jou began to remove his shirt and kissing his neck and chest, moaning gently into his ear.

Seto then moved down lower to caress his inner thigh and kiss down his soft stomach, lower and lower as Jou arched his head back slowly panting at the sudden movement.

"Seto."

He called out his name. He called out his name; he wanted to hear his name, the soft aching voice, the panting whisper that caught him off guard. Seto moaned himself and Jou began to kiss his opened chest once again, unzipping his pants low and caressing his sensitive flesh, teasing it and moaning it in his mouth.

Seto finally turned and leaned into Jou as Jou moaned, screaming at pleasure. Their hands mixed into the locks of hair as they moved back and forth, as forcing hips blocked together and finding their rhythm.

The pain and pleasure mixed in together, like how their love was.

"J-Jou."

"…"

"Jou..?"

"S-Seto," The voice finally gasped.

"What is it?" Seto let go and had Jou sit on him, facing him directly, watching his pup sweat.

"N-Nothing. J-Just."

Jou flushed, looking into Seto as deeply as their body soaked with each other's breath and sweat.

"I-I just missed you a lot." Jou confessed, looking into Seto as he smirked, bringing him closer to kiss him.

Hope you liked! Was it too short? There's a clue in this chapter that reveals the ending. Did you get it? The story's going to end soon! UH-OH! Heh. Thank you!