A/N: Please, please, PLEASE! Pray for my math grades! That it may pass! ;o;
Warnings: Mild cursing, Shounen Ai, Possible OOC
Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own it.

Story Notes:

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Paint Me Love

Chapter Seven: Chasing Time

"Jounouchi Katsuya," His father called out from the below the stairs. "Get your ass down here!"

"I'm coming, Jeebus!"

"Hurry, Kat'," Jou's sister countered. "Or else you'll be late for your flight!"

So, it's finally the big day. The day that couldn't be avoided anymore—a day that forever will be known as the day Jounouchi Katsuya; 'Underdog Duelist' leaves Japan.

It couldn't really be helped. Next to Kaiba, his dreams were all he had left, thus France was the next option.

"Aw, 'Tsuya," His dad said as he gave Jou an enormous hug. "I'm gonna miss your lazy bum!"

"C'mon, Dad!" Jou gasped. "I'll only—be gone—for four years…"

Four years.

It's only a short while, right?

"Dad! Katsuya's gonna be late!" Shizuka panicked as she pulled the, now, panting blond out of the hug and out the door.

"My children are growing up too fast!" Jounouchi senior sobbed. "I feel old…!"

-.-.-

The brunet stood outside the Art Room again. What? Yesterday didn't really work out—Hell; it didn't work out at all.

So he was hoping to finally tell Jou what he had to offer the blond.

But, noticing that the room was empty. The paintings all displayed and uncovered.

Wow, it's gonna be a tough day.

There were two rows of paintings—each row had eight paintings. Each painting had a specific person on it… but the one painting that had caught his eyes was the one at the very end of the second row. Unlike the others, that particular canvas had its back facing the door.

Slowly, the curious brunet approached the painting.

His heart grew tensed. As if it was a suspense thriller.

Kaiba could practically hear his heart beating.

Dun, dun, dun, dun, dun, dun…

The atmosphere felt like someone was going to shoot him from the back or something—but he didn't care, he continued his way towards the canvas.

Still curious.

And eager.

-.-.-

"Ah, damnit!" The blond cursed as he waited for the traffic to move.

His fingers tapped on the windshield, Jou didn't really know whether he was eager or something. All he wanted now was to get to the freaking airport before the plane took off.

"Katsuya!" Shizuka whined. "Stop that! You're annoying me!"

"Sorry, Shizu." He smiled sheepishly.

Now he knew he was nervous. It wasn't really because of the plane ride—rather, he was afraid of the fact that he was leaving a world he knew so well for a world he'll have to get used to.

And it's really not that easy.

Finally, the traffic started moving smoothly.

Only one more hour and a half hours more to go—

This was the moment (day) of reckoning.

And no one can stop it.

Or so to say…

-.-.-

Kaiba finally reached his destination—a painting… entitled: 'White Dragon'. And to his surprise, it was a portrait of him, only this time, he was fully awake. And holding or covering half of his face—standing in front of silver-blue flames with the silhouette of the Blue Eyes flying from the fire below.

It was a beautiful piece.

A piece that left the brunet in utter awe.

"He just finished that yesterday evening." A familiar voice rang.

By this, the CEO had flinched and looked up—and there he was, leaning on the doorway—smirking as if he was the all knowing one—yes, you guessed it! Yami.

"What are you still doing here?" The tri-colored one asked. "Jou's already on his way to the—"

"I care…?" Kaiba answered.

"Well, if you don't care," Yami said as he quirked his eyebrow. "Then why are you here?"

Now he was stuck. There was no way of lying to Yami anymore.

'Stupid perspective midget…!' Kaiba ranted in his mind. "I—"

"I know you like him Kaiba." The ex-Pharaoh commented as he neared the CEO. "So, why not go after him?"

"I can't." The CEO confessed. "This is what he wanted; I can't take it away from him even if I had the all the money in the world."

And there was a pause.

Kaiba had a point, at the very least. He couldn't just take away someone's dream for the sake of his wants and needs, could he? This wasn't a company take over that he could easily take and run as his own business. This also wasn't a duel where he can beat an opponent—especially when the opponent is leaving and no longer fighting back.

This was about Jounouchi Katsuya and his dreams.

His happiness…

And probably, the brunet never even crossed the blond's mind.

But, boy… was that statement wrong.

"But, you are his dream." Yami stated. "I may have not sensed this before—and only a handful of people know… but I am sure that he feels for you."

"What are—?"

"This painting, 'White Dragon', had the most intense of emotions among the rest…" The smaller one continued. "Yugi said that Jou would never stop until he got what he wanted, from angles to details."

Kaiba was now confused.

Jou loved him back?

Somehow, he wasn't really surprised.

"Go after him." Yami calmly stated as he neared the brunet. "You have my blessing."

"I hate you." Was the CEO's reply as he received Yami's kiss on his forehead.

"I know."

And with that, the brunet ran out—to the parking lot. Into his car.

Chasing and racing with time.

-.-.-

Finally, after minutes of driving, the Domino Airport finally came into view.

"I'm gonna miss you, brother!" Shizuka sniffed as she glomped her brother.

"Ack!"

…Which caused an almost massive car crash—which, thank God, they missed… and Jou doesn't even wanna think about it…

"Shizuka!" Jou somewhat scolded. "Never do that ever again!"

"Sorry," She grinned sheepishly. "It's just… you're leeeeaaaaviiiing!"

"Four years isn't so long."

"Still!"

Somehow, in a stranger angle. Shizuka somehow in a way had a point.

But no one could stop him now.

This was a dream come true.

This was his dream come true.

…Or is it?

-.-.-

Kaiba's car raced the streets of Domino, not really caring about the speed limit or any such of distraction. All he knew was he had to reach the airport no matter what.

He had stop Jounouchi even if it meant losing his pride—well, actually… no, not really.

Whatever! The CEO just needed to chase the blond before it was too late.

…But there was a problem… there was a heavy traffic ahead of him—aw, fuck—which made the Kaiba frustrated and slam his fists onto the stirring wheel.

"Jou…"

To Be Continued