Title: One More Day
Pairing: KaiJou :33
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING. SO NO SUE PLZTHXKKKBYE. 8D
Summary: Seto thinks he's going insane two years after Jou's death because he's been seeing Jou at a small coffee shop.

Chapter 1:

Seto's POV

Two years went by like a blink of an eye. I lived through the seasons and months without Jou but he appears in my dream every night.

I grew to hate mornings. Mornings mean I have to wake up from those glorious dreams. How I wish I would be asleep right now so I could see Jou but they also bring disappointment. Disappointments that they're only fantasies, not reality. I'd give anything to make them a reality. Not even my gaming machines can turn them real like how I wish they were.

I still regret not telling Jou my feelings. Even if he died after I told him, he'd still know that I love him (and never stopped) but instead, he died with an empty heart.

My spirit died with him that day.

I looked up at the clock. Five p.m. sharp. I should call it a day. I've been in Kaiba Corp. since... EVER. Mokuba is out with his friends right now. He must be having so much fun with friends. I, on the other hand, never had any real friends so I wouldn't really know. I pushed everyone away from me, including Jou.

Ahh... speaking of which, I should stop by the flower shop and his grave on my way home. I occasionally visit it to keep him company and update him on news of his friends, family, and myself. Well, I've been busy in the office lately (actually for months). He must be lonely right now with no one to talk to.

I quickly walk towards the door and grab my coat. I locked my office and stepped into the elevator.

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Normal POV

Seto squat in front of a grave. He read the name that is engraved on it 'Jounouchi Katsuya'.

Sorrow engulfed all over him. "Well, Jou. I'm sorry I haven't been visiting you lately. It's because there were so much things to be done at the company. So much corporations to take over," he laughed faintly to himself, "And so much daydreams to be made."

He placed the flowers in front of the tombstone. He brought roses this time. Red and pink roses. Red roses mean love and passion and pink roses mean first love. Yes, Jou was his first love and will never be replaced by anyone else.

"Hmm... Let's see what happened over the months." He stopped and ponder for a while.

"Well, Yugi is attending college with Yami as a lover and new owner of the Kame Game Shop. Their grandpa retired at some fancy beach house with plenty of friends there to keep him company," then paused, "Honda is a racer now and Otougi is with him. Anzu went to America. Mokuba grew so much. Ryou and the psycho tomb-raider are traveling around Europe now. I'll be surprise with he didn't bring back human skin as a souvenir," he rolled his eyes. "And me, I'm always the same, with the company taking most my time. I rarely get to go anywhere anymore, except here. And this place, being here with you, beats anywhere else."

He looked around at the lonely scenery. Tombstones and wilted flowers were everywhere. No one is around. What a peaceful, yet sad, place to be.

The sky was getting dark. He looked up to it. A drop of rain fell onto his cheek. Strange enough, every time he visit this place, it always rain. He sometimes wonders if that's rain, or angels' tears. 'No, I'm going crazy. It's just rain.' He thought to himself.

The CEO sat flat down, off his feet. 'Let the rain come. I'm not leaving. I'm staying here with Jou.'

Then the sky poured down, soaking the man. Rain mixed with tears, killing his spirit even more.

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Seto came home, wet from head to toe but he didn't care. He didn't care he was making to carpet wet. He didn't care he will get sick. Get sick and die. No, he didn't care anymore.

"Seto, are you okay?" The brunette looked up to see his brother's worried face.

He chuckled at Mokuba, "Yes, Mokuba. Why wouldn't I be?"

Mokuba looked at Seto strangely. "Did you visit Jou today?" he asked with a serious tone.

"Yes. I did."

"Seto, were you sitting in the rain?"

"Yes. That too."

"Seto..." Mokuba could feel his eyes water.

Jou had been his first best friend beside his brother. Mokuba was the second person (aside from Yugi) to rush to the hospital when he heard Jou's father had stabbed him in his right arm and twice in his stomach and was rushed to the hospital. He remembered that day TOO well. As soon as he got to the hospital, it was too late. They couldn't do anything for Jou. Jou lost too much blood to stay alive and his father was put to death immediately.

When Seto found out... well... all hell just broke lose. The brunette even considered putting Jou's father through torture and make him starve and work until he died. Even that wouldn't be just enough to pay for Jou's life and what the old man done to him throughout the years of his childhood and adolescence. Life was too short.

Mokuba came towards Seto and wrap his arms around him. "Seto, it's been two years. Please let go."

"I can't." Seto looked down at his now sobbing brother.

"It's not your fault."

"You don't know that."

"If it is, Jou must've forgiven you by now."

"I'm going to shower then bed. I'm getting very cold now, Mokuba," Seto let his brother's arm lose and head upstairs to his room.

Mokuba looked at his brother, sadness filled in his grey-blue eyes.

Seto reached his room and locked it. He didn't want Mokuba to come in. He did not want to be disturbed with his thoughts.

He changed out of his wet clothes and into pajamas. 'Tomorrow,' he thought, 'I will take a day off from work.'

Exhausted physically and emotionally, he soon drifted off to sleep.

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"Open your eyes, Seto," someone called him.

The brunette opened his eyes. He looked around and realized he is lying on a field filled with green grass and white flowers. He immediately recognizes that field, even without all the tombstones. He recognizes the pretty trees, the sad, lonely scenery, everything. In a distance, some is running towards him.

"JOU!" He yelled out, standing straight on his feet. He recognized that blond hair, that tall body, every feature that Jou had. "Jou, it's you. Oh, Jou. I miss you so much." He reached out to touch the blond and embraced him tightly.

"I missed you too, Seto. A lot." Jou hugged him back then pulled him into a bruising kiss.

"What are you doing here, Jou?" Seto said as they broke apart.

"I missed you too much. I needed to see you and I know I'd find you here."

"Jou... Come back with me."

"Where?"

"My house. Back to my life. I miss you and I love you."

"I love you too, Seto, but..."

"But what?"

"I'm dead, Seto. I can't go back. You have to remember that."

"No, you're not. I'm holding you. You can't be dead."

Then he fell right through Jou. "Seto... I AM dead."

"No. No. No. Then this is..."

"A dream."

Jou disappeared from his sight. The trees, the flowers, the green grass... all disappeared to be replaced with tombstones and wilted flowers.

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The alarm went off at exactly five thirty in the morning.

"Damn. What the hell woke me up?" Seto looked over to his digital alarm clock. "Oh..." The alarm continued ringing. The CEO got annoyed and threw it on the floor. It stopped ringing immediately.

As promised, today will be his day off. He planned to go out and explore Domino City because, even though he's been here for the most of his life, he doesn't really know the city all that well.

Seto showered, got dressed and ran downstairs for breakfast.

'Mokuba must still be asleep. And the maid isn't here yet...'

He popped a slice of bread into the toaster and waited. After a while, the toaster made a 'ding' sound and the toast jumped up.

The brunette grabbed it and walked out of the mansion, leaving only a note to his brother, telling him that he took a day off from work is out for the day.

Domino City Square is quite large, with a lot of shops and stores, and is quite busy. There were women walking in and out of shopping centers and men walking in and out with them. Children running around screaming and playing. It is very noisy but cheerful.

Seto looked around and spotted a small coffee shop in the corner. He thought for a moment. 'Might as well grab some coffee before going sight-seeing,' he thought mentally, besides he didn't have a cup of his morning coffee yet.

The shop is colorful and small but crowded, much like the classroom he and Jou shared before. He looked around for a table to settle in to. After ten minutes or so, someone walked up from a table and he took that chair right away.

The CEO grabbed the morning newspaper. 'Useless news. Nothing intriguing. How pointless and what a waste of trees.' he scolded, rolling his eyes. Yes, even the great Kaiba Seto cares about trees.

"Good morning, sir. What can I do for you?" Said a voice.

Seto, not bother looking up and still browsing through the newspaper for something promising to read, replied, "Coffee."

"I know but what kind, sir?"

"Didn't you hear me? Coffee."

"... I know, sir. But there are lots of kinds of coffee here. Can you specify one kind?" Seto can tell the voice was starting to get annoyed.

"Okay. Since your dense brain won't take that as an order, plain coffee with sugar and cream," said Seto, still not looking up at the waiter.

Came a cough, "Is that all, sir?"

"Hn."

He could here the waiter mumble, "How rude."

The brunette smirked. Pissing people off is his specialty. Well, he did that to Jou all the time.

Jou... No. Today should be his day off. No work. No worries. No sadness. No Jou.

The coffee came and the cup, along with a two packs of sugar and cream, was placed down onto his table. He looked up at the waiter to tip him and thank him for the coffee but stopped dead in his track before he could say anything to the waiter.

Because...

"Are you okay, sir?"

The waiter looks just like...

"Jou?"

TBC

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