Jou laid on the futon in his room, sticky with his and Kaiba's random body
fluids, wrapped up in his sheet. Kaiba sat up next to him, covered barely
by a blanket. He looked down, refusing to meet Jou's glance.
The silence weighed heavily on both their ears, being the sequel to their loud moans of desire and screams of passion. ~And Yugi-tachi is home~ Jou randomly thought.
Kaiba sighed, breaking the delicate silence and began gathering his clothing strewn around him. "I better be going."
A mix of a lonely sob and a cry of protest caught in Jounochi's throat. Kaiba looked back at him, meeting his glance. Jou felt his heart breaking. There has been hope last time Kaiba left. Or he was forced to leave, actually. But the look in Kaiba's eyes deceived his wants and needs, leaving him alone again. Kaiba wasn't even half-way clothed when Jounochi's sobs finally erupted. He grabbed a pillow to try to drowned out the sound, but it did little except give him something to find slight comfort from.
Kaiba silently dressed, not looking at Jounochi. He pulled on his suit coat, walking back to him. He got down on one knee and leaned in. He lifted the pillow away and took his koi's face in his hands, bringing him into a kiss. Jou's body shook from the sobs as Kaiba's tongue went over his. Kaiba pulled away and petted his puppy's head, unable to think of anything to say. He stood up and walked to the door without another word.
As Jou's sobs shook his body, Kaiba walked out of the room, Yugi, Ryou, Yami, and Bakura all watching him. He kept his head high, unable to look at them out of shame for what he had done to Jounochi. He opened the front door slowly, fearing walking away from his love when he was so hurt. He came face to face with the other blond. He sucked in a shocked breath.
Marik looked at him strangely. "I--"
Kaiba pushed past him, running away from what he had done.
Marik looked at the four strangely. "Is Jounochi here?"
"Sit down, Marik," Bakura said softly.
Marik looked from him to the other three strangely. "I came here to pick Jounochi up, we're going--" He stopped when Bakura's arms folded around him. "Wha-what are you doing?" His ears picked up Jou's crying. He tried to break from Bakura, but he held him tight. "Na-nani? What are you doing?"
"Don't go, Marik, just don't."
"He's crying, what the hell happened?" Marik turned around when he felt Yami's arms go around him. "What are you *doing*? Let me go."
"Something happened, Ishtar-san," Yami spoke woefully.
Marik looked back at him, then at Bakura. "What are you talking about?" He suddenly remembered the suited CEO rushing out. "What did Kaiba do to him?"
Bakura's grasp tightened around him. "Please calm down," he whispered roughly.
"Let go of me!" Marik shouted. "I have to go see him!" he nearly screamed, fighting against the two spirits. He stopped suddenly. He slide to the ground, hunched over, sobbing. "No...no, no, no..." He began cursing in random languages, sobbing.
~~~
Jou nearly screamed in frustration. Over the last two days, the headlines have gone from:
Jounochi And Kaiba Back Together?! Corporate Gay Couple To Merge Again?
to:
Egyptian Holds the Key To Jounochi Katsuya's Heart? Jounochi Unavailable: For Date Or Comment
What was worse, Jounochi decided, was that Marik was way too supportive of the entire situation. He smiled for the cameras, answered their questions, and still let Jou fuck him at night.
"Aren't you suppose to be hurt?" Jou muttered over his tea.
"Am I?" Marik asked quietly, picking at his rice with his chop sticks.
"It just seems you're putting on too good a face, even in the bedroom," he muttered.
"'Egyptian: Great Face, Even In Bed!'" Bakura said gleefully.
"Just wait until they start digging into my background," Marik muttered.
"I'm sure they'll find a connection of you trying to sabotage the Battle City to sabotaging their relationship," Ryou said softly. "Not that it was you in either case," he added quickly.
"And just why are these two here?" Jounochi muttered. He wasn't in such a great mood.
"Because I invited myself along," Bakura explained. "And Ryou?"
"I invited him," Marik said softly. He threw down his chop sticks and got up to go to the bathroom.
"'Egyptian Storms Out From Double Date! Details at Eleven!'" Bakura joked.
"Shut up!" Marik yelled. "Is that all I am?" He turned back to face him. "The Egyptian dating Kaiba's ex-boyfriend?!"
"Oh fuck..." Bakura whispered.
"Husband," Ryou said softly.
"Shut. The. *FUCK*. UP!" Marik screamed.
Jou threw down a few bills and got up and left without another word.
"You think this is all about you, Marik?" Bakura asked softly. "Contrary to what you might think, I believe this is hurting him a lot more. He's being hurt and used by the person he pledged his undying love to. Meanwhile, his boyfriend is being awfully fake to him and the rest of the world. If it bothers you so damn much, maybe you should just tell him. If you don't stop bottling up your emotions, *he* will come back, and you remember what happened last time. This time, your heart's involved. If *he* killed your father, *he* will kill Jounochi and the rest of us. And I know you don't want that to happed, right?"
"You should talk to him," Ryou said softly.
Marik nodded solemnly and made his way to the door.
Bakura shook his head. "People in this time sure like making spectacles of themselves in public."
"Bakura?" Ryou said softly.
"Yes?"
"I think it's really nice that you want their relationship to work out."
Bakura put his arm around Ryou. "Arigoto, Ryou."
Ryou wrapped his arms around Bakura. "I know you used to hate me. And still sort of do. But thank you for everything. You're the only person I had most of my life," Ryou spoke softly, yet fast. "You were the only family I had when we moved here. Thank you."
Bakura petted Ryou's hair softly, slightly awkwardly. "Thank you for easing some of my hate, aibou," he said gruffly.
~~~
Jou sighed, kicking at the carpet. He looked up. Marik stood there.
"Please don't be so angry," he whispered.
Jou held his arms out, taking Marik into his embrace. He gently petted Marik's head. "I know this is hard for you, too."
"I'm sorry, Jounochi. I wish I could just--"
"Please, it's not your fault. I'm so sorry you're in the middle of all this." He began to rock back and forth gently, whispering into Marik's hair. "I love you. Please wait as I get through this time. Then it's just you and me."
"What happens when Kaiba wants you back, huh? Then what? You'll just leave me?"
"No, Marik, don't--"
Marik leaned back, looking Jou in the eyes. "Do you really expect me to believe that you'll leave Kaiba for me? Who are you going to chose when the time come?"
Jou shook his head. "Marik, I don't know what I'll do."
"Then let me make the choice easy for you. I think we need to break up."
Jou sucked in his breath, shocked. "No," he whispered. "You don't mean that."
"I-I do. I just think it'd be better this way--"
"No!" Jounochi screamed. "No! Oh god, no!" Jou began to sob.
Marik brought Jounochi in his arms. "Please don't cry, I don't want to hurt you--"
"How can you do this to me?!"
Marik patted Jounochi's back, holding him close. "I'm not trying to hurt you, don't you understand?"
"Marik, I love you! How can you do this?" Jounochi sobbed.
"I think it will be easier on us both in the long run, okay? So when Kaiba takes you back, there won't be anything holding you back."
Jou looked at Marik lamely, his tears forgotten. "I'm so sorry I hurt you. Can...can we still be friends?"
"Of course," Marik whispered, pulled Jou's hair of his face. "Still friends, okay?"
Jou nodded lamely. "I'm going to go, okay?"
"Yeah, okay."
Jounochi stood up and made his way to the door slowly.
The silence weighed heavily on both their ears, being the sequel to their loud moans of desire and screams of passion. ~And Yugi-tachi is home~ Jou randomly thought.
Kaiba sighed, breaking the delicate silence and began gathering his clothing strewn around him. "I better be going."
A mix of a lonely sob and a cry of protest caught in Jounochi's throat. Kaiba looked back at him, meeting his glance. Jou felt his heart breaking. There has been hope last time Kaiba left. Or he was forced to leave, actually. But the look in Kaiba's eyes deceived his wants and needs, leaving him alone again. Kaiba wasn't even half-way clothed when Jounochi's sobs finally erupted. He grabbed a pillow to try to drowned out the sound, but it did little except give him something to find slight comfort from.
Kaiba silently dressed, not looking at Jounochi. He pulled on his suit coat, walking back to him. He got down on one knee and leaned in. He lifted the pillow away and took his koi's face in his hands, bringing him into a kiss. Jou's body shook from the sobs as Kaiba's tongue went over his. Kaiba pulled away and petted his puppy's head, unable to think of anything to say. He stood up and walked to the door without another word.
As Jou's sobs shook his body, Kaiba walked out of the room, Yugi, Ryou, Yami, and Bakura all watching him. He kept his head high, unable to look at them out of shame for what he had done to Jounochi. He opened the front door slowly, fearing walking away from his love when he was so hurt. He came face to face with the other blond. He sucked in a shocked breath.
Marik looked at him strangely. "I--"
Kaiba pushed past him, running away from what he had done.
Marik looked at the four strangely. "Is Jounochi here?"
"Sit down, Marik," Bakura said softly.
Marik looked from him to the other three strangely. "I came here to pick Jounochi up, we're going--" He stopped when Bakura's arms folded around him. "Wha-what are you doing?" His ears picked up Jou's crying. He tried to break from Bakura, but he held him tight. "Na-nani? What are you doing?"
"Don't go, Marik, just don't."
"He's crying, what the hell happened?" Marik turned around when he felt Yami's arms go around him. "What are you *doing*? Let me go."
"Something happened, Ishtar-san," Yami spoke woefully.
Marik looked back at him, then at Bakura. "What are you talking about?" He suddenly remembered the suited CEO rushing out. "What did Kaiba do to him?"
Bakura's grasp tightened around him. "Please calm down," he whispered roughly.
"Let go of me!" Marik shouted. "I have to go see him!" he nearly screamed, fighting against the two spirits. He stopped suddenly. He slide to the ground, hunched over, sobbing. "No...no, no, no..." He began cursing in random languages, sobbing.
~~~
Jou nearly screamed in frustration. Over the last two days, the headlines have gone from:
Jounochi And Kaiba Back Together?! Corporate Gay Couple To Merge Again?
to:
Egyptian Holds the Key To Jounochi Katsuya's Heart? Jounochi Unavailable: For Date Or Comment
What was worse, Jounochi decided, was that Marik was way too supportive of the entire situation. He smiled for the cameras, answered their questions, and still let Jou fuck him at night.
"Aren't you suppose to be hurt?" Jou muttered over his tea.
"Am I?" Marik asked quietly, picking at his rice with his chop sticks.
"It just seems you're putting on too good a face, even in the bedroom," he muttered.
"'Egyptian: Great Face, Even In Bed!'" Bakura said gleefully.
"Just wait until they start digging into my background," Marik muttered.
"I'm sure they'll find a connection of you trying to sabotage the Battle City to sabotaging their relationship," Ryou said softly. "Not that it was you in either case," he added quickly.
"And just why are these two here?" Jounochi muttered. He wasn't in such a great mood.
"Because I invited myself along," Bakura explained. "And Ryou?"
"I invited him," Marik said softly. He threw down his chop sticks and got up to go to the bathroom.
"'Egyptian Storms Out From Double Date! Details at Eleven!'" Bakura joked.
"Shut up!" Marik yelled. "Is that all I am?" He turned back to face him. "The Egyptian dating Kaiba's ex-boyfriend?!"
"Oh fuck..." Bakura whispered.
"Husband," Ryou said softly.
"Shut. The. *FUCK*. UP!" Marik screamed.
Jou threw down a few bills and got up and left without another word.
"You think this is all about you, Marik?" Bakura asked softly. "Contrary to what you might think, I believe this is hurting him a lot more. He's being hurt and used by the person he pledged his undying love to. Meanwhile, his boyfriend is being awfully fake to him and the rest of the world. If it bothers you so damn much, maybe you should just tell him. If you don't stop bottling up your emotions, *he* will come back, and you remember what happened last time. This time, your heart's involved. If *he* killed your father, *he* will kill Jounochi and the rest of us. And I know you don't want that to happed, right?"
"You should talk to him," Ryou said softly.
Marik nodded solemnly and made his way to the door.
Bakura shook his head. "People in this time sure like making spectacles of themselves in public."
"Bakura?" Ryou said softly.
"Yes?"
"I think it's really nice that you want their relationship to work out."
Bakura put his arm around Ryou. "Arigoto, Ryou."
Ryou wrapped his arms around Bakura. "I know you used to hate me. And still sort of do. But thank you for everything. You're the only person I had most of my life," Ryou spoke softly, yet fast. "You were the only family I had when we moved here. Thank you."
Bakura petted Ryou's hair softly, slightly awkwardly. "Thank you for easing some of my hate, aibou," he said gruffly.
~~~
Jou sighed, kicking at the carpet. He looked up. Marik stood there.
"Please don't be so angry," he whispered.
Jou held his arms out, taking Marik into his embrace. He gently petted Marik's head. "I know this is hard for you, too."
"I'm sorry, Jounochi. I wish I could just--"
"Please, it's not your fault. I'm so sorry you're in the middle of all this." He began to rock back and forth gently, whispering into Marik's hair. "I love you. Please wait as I get through this time. Then it's just you and me."
"What happens when Kaiba wants you back, huh? Then what? You'll just leave me?"
"No, Marik, don't--"
Marik leaned back, looking Jou in the eyes. "Do you really expect me to believe that you'll leave Kaiba for me? Who are you going to chose when the time come?"
Jou shook his head. "Marik, I don't know what I'll do."
"Then let me make the choice easy for you. I think we need to break up."
Jou sucked in his breath, shocked. "No," he whispered. "You don't mean that."
"I-I do. I just think it'd be better this way--"
"No!" Jounochi screamed. "No! Oh god, no!" Jou began to sob.
Marik brought Jounochi in his arms. "Please don't cry, I don't want to hurt you--"
"How can you do this to me?!"
Marik patted Jounochi's back, holding him close. "I'm not trying to hurt you, don't you understand?"
"Marik, I love you! How can you do this?" Jounochi sobbed.
"I think it will be easier on us both in the long run, okay? So when Kaiba takes you back, there won't be anything holding you back."
Jou looked at Marik lamely, his tears forgotten. "I'm so sorry I hurt you. Can...can we still be friends?"
"Of course," Marik whispered, pulled Jou's hair of his face. "Still friends, okay?"
Jou nodded lamely. "I'm going to go, okay?"
"Yeah, okay."
Jounochi stood up and made his way to the door slowly.