A/N: I shall rant in this part!

I failed Science! Holy shit! I failed the one subject I actually fell in love with! And thing is, I'd easily accept it IF it was MY own fault. But, guess what? It's not!

SHE was the one in charge of the printing. SHE had no ink. SHE wrote it on a paper. SHE was supposed to pass it! SHE did not pass it! And there goes our 50 percent grade! Our group FAILED because of her. Except for that little -censored-. She said, "We have grades in the other fields of science!" WHEN SHE KNOWS VERY WELL THAT THIS PROJECT IS OUR ONLY CHANCE OF PASSING BECAUSE THE REST OF OUR GROUP WAS FAILING DUE TO PULL OUTS IN ORDER TO HELP THE SCHOOL PRODUCTION!!!

…I feel like I failed my teacher. I wanna cry.

Done.

Anyway, does anyone know about the song "Who Knew" by Pink? Well, the song fits this story so much! ;o;!! And I'm all inspired by it! Check out some of the lyrics:

You took my hand
You showed me how
You promised me you'd be around
Uh huh
That's right
I took your words
And I believed
In everything
You said to me
Yeah huh
That's right

See! Ox!!

mandapandabug: I read your fics!! ox!! They didn't suck, man!! I actually idolize you!

Warnings: Mild Cursing, Shounen Ai, OOC Tendencies, One-sided Yami/Jou
Disclaimer: Disclaiming all rights right now—aside from the promise…

Story Notes:

1) -.-.-Page Break-.-.-

"In the end, I lost you."

Find Me

Losing You

"Jou," A familiar shark-headed teen called out. "Hey, Jou!"

There had been no answer. It's been like this since the time in detention. The blond's friends had their suspicions, but Jou reassured that nothing had happened.

So, why was Kaiba avoiding Jou as well?

It wasn't right—the fact that the halls were silent, no arguments had been raised and there were no glaring or such actions. It was actually peaceful. But still, wrong. Everyone in the campus knew that a day will never be complete without the CEO and the street kid fighting.

So, what the hell happened?

"Jou, you're spacing out again!" Yugi called out.

Still, no words. The blond just continued to sit still—blankly staring at no where.

"Wake up!" With that, Honda slapped the blond up side his head. Of course, following a hard slapping sound that caused many heads to turn towards them.

"Ow! What the hell was that for, jackass!" Jou yelled.

"You won't answer." The other shrugged.

"Stop hurting the Dog," Kaiba sneered, not moving an inch, nose poked into his book. "Unless you want to be charged of animal abuse."

"Since when did you care?" Jou snapped at the CEO.

Wow, not a week passed and yet they started to fight again. Now, for complete newbies, the sounds of their yelling and screaming would've been hell. But for others who have gotten used to their routine, for them it's a nice change that the two didn't talk, but Kaiba and Jou's arguments were, after all, the highlight of their day.

"I'm just looking out for the welfare of street animals, Puppy." The brunet grinned.

"Here we go again," Yugi sighed with a sweat drop.

"I didn't ask to be looked out for by anyone!" The blond yelled, rapidly standing up.

"Remember, Doggy boy…" Kaiba looked up to honey brown orbs that had burned in fury—or was it anxiety. "I'm your Master. Never raise your tone on me."

"I don't have a Master! Especially someone who suddenly disappeared all that while back!"

And with that, Jounouchi stormed out of the classroom. The confused audience, then, turned their heads to the CEO, who knew where exactly the 'Pup' was coming from.

"Jou, wait up!" Yugi called out, running behind the blond.

"Can't you get any lower?" Honda hissed at the other brunet as he ran after the tri-colored teen.

No. This is the lowest point Kaiba can ever get—and he was just too guilty about it. And strange, that even though he was the type of person for the present and future, the CEO just couldn't help but wish to take back the time they had both lost and make into something worth while.

But Seto Kaiba never wishes. Or at least, Seto Kaiba had stopped wishing.

"Sorry." He muttered underneath his breath. "Jou."

-.-.-

"Jo—Jou?" Ryou called out as he saw the blond rushing past him. "What's wrong?"

"It's not…nothing…" Jou stuttered, no longer caring who else saw him. "Just… leave me alone…"

"Oh, Jou…" Ryou huffed.

"Whoa, there…" Bakura blinked as he walked beside his hikari. "Was the Dog crying?"

"Ryou!" Yugi yelled, reaching the smaller of the two albinos, followed by the shark-headed teen. "Where's Jou?"

"Eh? Looking for the Dog? Saw him straight up there, crying his poor little eyes out." Bakura stated, replying for Ryou.

"What's wrong with him?" Ryou asked with great concern.

"He snapped at Kaiba as usual," Honda paused. "But today's way more emotional than before."

-.-.-

His conscience wouldn't leave him alone. Kaiba was way beyond guilty now. He wanted to look for the blond.

But in a way, he also didn't want to. Proud men are always so hard.

"Hn." Kaiba's foot suddenly moved—against his will.

Seconds later, the CEO found his self standing up and stalking the halls of the school. Seemingly looking for something. Or, better yet, looking for someone.

"Stupid Puppy." He whispered. Voice tired and raspy.

…When he looked towards an open door, leading towards the rooftop. Kaiba smirked. He knew very well Jou had to be there.

-.-.-

Slowly, the door creaked open. Leather shoes walked in silently as he watched Jou's body leaning onto the railing. Blond hair waved along with the wind—face, now, dry and tear-free.

"Jounouchi…?" The person called.

Suddenly, somehow… like a dog, Jou's ears had perked up. His head swiftly turned to the voice's direction. Just like a puppy waiting for his master to come home.

'No wonder Kaiba calls him, 'Puppy'.' The stranger thought as walked towards the other teen, soon leaning his back against the railing. "There you are… we've been searching for you."

"Hey, Yami…" Jou greeted a tad too glumly.

"What's wrong?"

The blond merely shrugged. He too didn't know what the hell was happening—why in the seven hells was he feeling that way. It had been only recent that he started to get all emotional about him and the CEO. Jou thought he already accepted the fact that they could never be friends ever again. And before, he was fine with that—but now, the whole world seemed like it was crushing him under its weight. What did ever do to deserve such things? What did he ever do to Kaiba? The teen had no answers—it was just that he couldn't stop wondering why.

"Tell the truth, Jou."

"I…" Jou only looked down towards the pavement, biting his lower lip. "Kaiba—and… I don't know!"

Yami only raised an eyebrow as he looked at his friend.

"What about him?" The ex-pharaoh asked.

"That's just it," Jou sighed. "I just don't know!"

"Something tells me you know, Jou."

Whether or not Jou knows, Yami seized to give consent. The blond knew that very well. It was the moment of truth now, someone would eventually find out anyway.

"Seto—or should I say, Kaiba," He paused as he continued to look down on the pavement. "Used to be, believe it or not… which I doubt you'd believe 'cause I rarely even talk about it, heck! I never even talk about so, yes! You wouldn't—"

"Stop beating around the bush, Jounouchi…" Yami scolded.

Jou huffed. Yami always had that strange intuition when something was up. And sometimes he hated the tri-colored teen for that.

Oh, well. Lightning might as well strike him now.

"Kaiba and I used to friends." The blond mumbled as he turned to lean on his back, slowly slumping down for a seat. "Shocking, isn't it?"

Yami's crimson eyes widened. He knew his friend had been keeping secrets from the gang—but this… this is just really surprising. But what the hell. There was a keyword anyway: used.

"Go on," The shorter one insisted, as he, too, sat.

"When we were younger, he promised something…" Hesitation. "Suddenly, he disappeared. Without a goodbye note or whatever."

The ex-pharaoh nodded. A sign for the blond to continue.

"Well, years later. He came back as a new student." Sentimental smile. "Instantly, though he changed his last name to Kaiba, I knew it was him! I mean, the guy has a distinct look." A sigh, his eyes shifting onto the cemented roof. "Weird thing is, since he came back—he's changed." The blond croaked—tears, running down his cheeks again. "He's not the Seto I knew! He's not my best friend anymore! Everything I do… they're all wrong to him!"

"But," Yami whispered as he placed his hand on his broken friend's shoulder. "Why are you affected now?"

Jou didn't have an answer for that one. And if ever he did, he wouldn't say. Slowly, he hugged his legs to his chest.

"…Ever since this school years started, I got affected. I hate it!" He muffled.

Jou was crying again.

"Should I be thankful that he still notices me?" He continued. "Or wish he'd just ignore me?"

Yami had not reply.

"Which ever way I think about it, being ignored. Being yelled at… both of them hurt as much as the other does…" Yami knew that the other teen already smirked. "I sound like a girl, don't I?"

"Don't think of the pain." The tri-colored pharaoh consoled, dismissing the last sentence. "Instead, be thankful you've met him, thankful he's still around. And most of all; be thankful of the times you've had together."

Jou lifted his head, meeting the caring crimson eyes of his companion. With that, the bitter smirk he had, turned into a smile. Ever since Yami got his own form (like Bakura), he had been Jou's 'counselor'. The ex-pharaoh always knew the right things to say.

"Thanks, man." With that, Jou laid his head onto Yami's shoulder. "You're the best."

"No problem." The other replied, leaning his head onto the blond mop.

-.-.-

Little did they know, Kaiba had a clear view of them from the doorway, which was opened a wee little bit… although he hadn't heard anything of their conversation, the CEO did have his own answers on what he had seen.

A pharaoh and a mutt, there. Sitting side-by-side.

Kaiba didn't know whether it was anger or jealousy that flowed through his veins. Maybe it was irritation for the dog and loathe for the midget. As if that changed.

The brunet stopped contemplating and had turned away to head back down to the halls. He already knew that he lost his Puppy.

He already lost Jou.

To Be Continued

A/N: Please review! Sorry if this took long. I'm writing slowly. And I'm REALLY pissed off with HER. Anywho, please review (again)! And sorry if you don't like it!