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Seto/Jou: NOOOOOOO!
Me: -- Why do I have to be the one they hate...-hides in closet, sobbing-
Ah well, let's ignore those bastards, (since I'll get them later mehehe), and move on to more important business.
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Disclaimer: I do own Yu-Gi-Oh! (insert 'not' between 'do' and 'own'.) –sob-
Pairings: Same ol' story, Seto/Jou. Otogi/Jou, in one sided way, sort of. Also, a hell lot of other pairings, seeing that it's Valentine in my fic.
Warnings: -sigh- boy/boy love, and some misspellings. My grammar may not be correct, but hey, I'm Swedish. –waves Sweden's flag over my head, jumping around-. Err, yeah... Also, some OOC.
Okay, that's about it! Let's get the story on the road! Also, if you wish, you can review at the end. (Don't worry, I'll remind you again .)
Chapter 7
Jou's apartment. 12:36
Jou's POV.
I slam the door open and, not to gracefully, enter my home. And why my carelessness? Well, my father isn't home. He's at a 'business meeting' (In Las Vegas, drinking beer and gambling).
I run to my room and flung the door shut behind me. My heart is thumping hard in my chest, when I sit down in my bead and lay the sac beside me. Oh Gods, I'm about to read more Valentine cards then I've ever had! And maybe, just maybe, I'll find one from Seto. Not very likely, but there was always a chance...
Without wasting another second, I take the sac and turn it upside down. Cards, in all different colours and shapes, rains down on the sheets of my bed. I giggled (that's right, giggled) happily and looked at the cards. With a happy 'boo-ya!' I take one card and start reading it.
Ooh, red! And it was from a hot cheerleader! Sweeet.
Oh, nice, a blue one! Hm... from that shy girl in my class... Leia Ling? Yeah, that's her name! Hmm... might think about it.
Silver, I like silver...oh, no way! It's from that ugly girl! Can't remember her name, but still! Eew, it has a naked picture on it...-shudders-
And so my mind went on. The pile on my bed decreased as I found very nice letters from girls (and guys) in it. I put them in different piles; might and won't ask piles. Also, there was a pile saying, Hell no!
After about one hour, I had three letters left! My, time fly when you have fun...
I pick up a green one and look at it. It is very neat, and has small white hearts on it. Very nice, I like it! Let's see who's it from...
My eyes grow big.
Happy Valentine Jou/ Yours forever, Ryuji Otogi.
I swallow and look at the card for another minute, while thinking. This card is really nice, and so is Otogi. But I really don't like him in that way. But that might be because I haven't got to know him in that way...
"SHUT UP, STUPID! You don't like him, it's Seto you like, remember!" I growled at the voice, and don't answer it.
Instead, I put the card in the 'might' pile. Ha, take that, stupid voice!
"Oh, boohoo, I'm hurt..." You should be, stupid voice...
Ah well, next card!
Hm... pink. And fluffy. And really big. And...
OH MY GOD, IT MOVED!
By instinct, I grab a book and start hitting the fluffy card-thingy until I'm sure it's dead and unmoving. Then I take it and throw I out the window. A great shudder travels through my body.
Pink and fluffy things are always evil, remember that kids!
I move on to the last card that's laying on my bed. I blink and look at it. It's very different from the others I've gotten.
It's a plain, white envelope, with my name written on it with a very neat cursive.
I take it and look at it again. It looks really boring, why bother opening it? I mean, it's probably from a really boring person, and...
Hell, who am I kidding, let's open the envelope!
With almost shaking hands, I carefully open the envelope. Slowly, oh so maddening slowly, I pull out a white paper. Hmpf, what's up with all the white? I mean, seriously, white on Valentine? Pff...
I unfold the paper and start to read the silver text on it. It's the same handwriting as on the envelope and... No more coherent thoughts pass my mind when I start to read the text with all of my attention.
In my heartthere's always winter
In your heart
glow the sun
I am cold
may I have your warmth?
Only to borrow
For a second
To warm my cold heart
In my soul
There's darkness
In yours
There's still light
The light of hope
Can you help me?
Give me some hope
In my darkness
To save my soul
If you are light
I am darkness
If you are hope
I am despair
If you are happiness
I am sorrow
But still
Where's there's darkness
Light will appear
Even in despair
There's always hope
If I am in sorrow
You still make me happy.
I numbly turned the paper and kept reading.
You are the light
To clear my soul
You are the hope
To end my despair
You are the happiness
To disable my sorrow
When I gaze upon you
I think;
There goes my light
When I hear your voice
I think;
An angel
When I touch you
I think;
I'm in heaven
All these feelings
Have confused me
Have captured me
Have consumed me
Just like you.
To end my tale
Here comes my feelings
Straight and without complicity
I love you, Jou
With all my heart and soul
Forever
A tear slowly ran down my cheek, and I didn't bother to dry it away. That... that was absolutely wonderful. I've never received such a poem, a real love poem, filled with emotion. I read it again, and still can't believe someone made such an effort for me.
Oh Gods, I must know who wrote this!
I look at the bottom of the side.
From Your Secret AdmirerI growl and pout miserably. Why did all great persons have to be Secret Admirers! Can't they just write their names and make you happy?
I guess not.
Then I notice another paper, still in the envelope. Quickly, I pull it put and open it. I start reading it, now with great curiosity.
If you've reached this far, I'm guessing that you liked the poem. If you didn't, then you wouldn't have bothered taking the other paper.
And I know that I'm being very...cliché, so to say. A secret admirer. But, that is what I am, I've been watching you from far away, but yet very close.
Admiring you.
But I wish to reveal myself, and maybe even win your heart. I know that such a perfect and beautiful person as you have countless admirers, beside me, but I'm willing to fight.
And win.
I rarely lose to anyone, but you won my heart and my love. Though I'm not counting that as a loss.
If you are interested, then please come to Domino Park, tonight, Valentine's day. Meet me by the pond, 18:30, at the second. I will be there, waiting for you, my love.
And now, I guess you wonder how you'll recognize me? Well, I'm not telling you what I look like, that would give me away. I will bring you one blue rose, only one, not yet blossomed.
Yours forever/ Secret Admirer.
I read the letter three more times, and then I put it on my bed. Slowly, I get to my feet and stand still in the middle of my room for a few seconds. Then I jump and start to dance around in my room.
"I HAVE A SECRET ADMIRER!" I scream over and over, still dancing and smiling crazily.
But after a few minutes of happy shouting, I freeze.
"Oh my God, what should I wear!" I squeal and start to look through my messy wardrobe.
18:10. Jou's apartment.
Normal POV
Jou had finally decided what to wear; a pair of dark-blue, almost black, slacks, and a white shirt that he left a few buttons un-buttoned in. Just to show of his slightly tanned chest, of course.
Jou grabbed a hair-brush and started to pull it through his messy hair. But for no avail, his hair stayed messy. A deep sigh came from Jou's throat and he put away the brush. Gods, why did he have to be so friggin' nervous?
Again, like for the thousand time, Jou looked at his watch. 18:13. He should get going.
Jou grabbed his blue jacket (same colour as the pants) and pulled it on. After taking one last assuring breath, he stepped out of his room and out to the street.
It was chilly outside, and Jou shivered a little. But the shiver wasn't only from the cold, it was also from nervousness. That person who had sent him the poem seemed to like him alot, maybe even love him! But, what if it was only a joke...
Jou stopped in front of the park entrée and looked down to the ground. It couldn't be a joke, the poem had been so full of love and devotion! No one could write something so amazing, without meaning it.
...could they?
Jou shook his head violently and walked into the park. No. Whoever this person was, he or she meant every word of the poem.
But, the blonde's steps was still very slow and uncertain when he walked towards the park pond.
The weak light of the sun reflected in the water, and made a very beautiful display for Jou. He sighed and looked at his watch. 18:29. Oh, dear God, the Secret Admirer would soon come!
Jou turned his head to every direction possible, hoping to see his admirer before he or she did. "He." He said in his mind. It was definitely a guy who had written the poem. Somehow, he just knew it. Again, Jou looked at his watch. 18:30.
18:30.
Jou's heart pounded in 180 km an hour by now. Any second now, the admirer would appear. The seconds ticked by, and soon a minute had passed. Jou looked around himself again. The park was empty, and of a secret admirer, there wasn't a trace. A frown appeared at Jou's forehead, and he looked at his watch again. 18:32.
"I'll give him five minutes." Jou thought to himself, and sat down at a park bench. His breath turned into white clouds, and he started to rub his hands to gain warmth. Sure, it didn't help much, but still.
Soon, five minutes had passed. And still, there was no sign of Jou's admirer. And not of any other person either. Jou's shoulders slumped, and he got to his feet.
"I'd better get to the school dance. Alone. I guess this guy was to good to be true..."
Just then, Jou heard someone walking on the path of the park. The blonde tensed, but didn't turn around. Instead, he kept his eyes turned straight at the pond, where the last arrows of sun was playing.
"Jou? What are you doing here, shouldn't you get to the dance?" Jou turned around at the familiar voice and blinked.
Behind him, only one meter away, stood Ryuji. The green-eyed teen watched him with a wondering expression, looking kind of worried. He wore tight, black leather pants and a green, equally tight shirt without sleeves that complimented his eyes. Over that, he wore a nice, black tuxedo jacket, that made him look very hot.
Not that Jou noticed of course.
Also, the other's raven hair was tied up in his usual style, but it still looked better then usual. Sort of, more sexy.
Not that Jou noticed that either.
Jou smiled sadly, and shrugged.
"Well, I was supposed to meet someone here, but the bastard didn' show!"
Ryuji looked jealous for a second, but then he smiled.
"What a jerk. Leaving you, all alone out here on Valentine. Oh dear, wonder why..." Jou grinned to Otogi, and hit him loosely on the arm,
"Yeah, jus' rub it in, won' ya?" Ryuji pouted playfully, and rubbed his arm.
"Of course! That's what I'm good at, and..." The black-haired boy's voice trailed of. His eyes was now looking at something behind Jou, and were slightly narrowed.
Jou blinked and turned his head. The honey-coloured eyes grew wide as he saw the person he had thought of last to see.
END CHAPTER!
MOHAHAHAHAHA! I'm sooo evil, ain't I? Cliff hanger, here you go! Who is the mysterious person that Jou see, guess and feel free to leave a suggestion...
It'll be interesting to hear who you think it might be... ;)
Ah well, this was soo short, but I really wanted a cliffie! o Don't kill me, please! Next one will be longer, (at least not shorter, count with that).
I love ya all, and please review! I'll give the first one that review to this chapter, a kiss, hug and thank you from Jou and Seto!
Jou: O.o She's so evil.
Seto: O.O –speechless-
Ah well, please review! ...have you done it yet? Aw, come on... please? Aw, man, time for my secret weapon again.
Yugi: Pwease review? –pout, puppy eyes and quivering lip-
Mm-yes, resist that if you can...