Jou rolls over in bed and feels around, his sleepy mind remembering the half-forgotten dream that another rested beside him. He opens his eyes and looks around, seeing nothing, hearing nothing but the silence of morning too late for nightingales and too early for larks, feeling nothing but the loneliness and chill of waking up alone. He finds his headphones and slips them on. He hits the power button on his MP3 player to start the music playing.
I wake up lonely, there's air of silence in the bedroom and all around. Touch me now, I close my eyes and dream away. It must have been love but it's over now. It must have been good but I lost it somehow. It must have been love but it's over now. From the moment we touched 'til the time had run out. Make-believing we're together, that I'm sheltered by your heart.
Jou closes his eyes and pulls the blanket further around his body. He falls asleep again and dreams of blue eyes.
Jou's Dream
Blue eyes stare straight into Jou's soft brown. "Do you hate me?"
"I don't think I could possibly hate you," says Jou.
"Do you like me?" asks Seto.
Jou blushes. "Yeah."
"Do you love me?" whispers Seto blushing.
Jou smiles but he doesn't answer.
Seto raises an eyebrow. "There's no escape from love once a gentle breeze sweeps its spell upon your heart. No matter what you think, it won't be too long till you're in my arms."
"Really? Then why aren't I in your arms right now?"
"I didn't realize you wanted to be," says Seto grabbing Jou's waist and pulling him closely to his own form.
Jou relaxes in Seto's arms. "I love you."
"I love you too," whispers Seto before he kisses Jou.
End Dream
Jou wakes up in the morning listening to a song he's never heard before. He sits up slowly and yawns.
Each time I saw him, I couldn't wait to see him again. I wanted to let him know that he was more than a friend. I didn't know just what to do. So, I whispered, "I love you". He said that he loved me too, and then he kissed me.
Jou shuts his MP3 player off as he climbs from bed and leaves the small device on his bedside table. He heads into the bathroom for a long shower, and almost an hour later, he emerges from the hot water feeling much more awake and a lot cleaner. He proceeds to make breakfast while still roaming around in his bathrobe, and he eats his meal. He nearly leaps out of his skin when he hears someone pounding on the door. He shouts, "I'm coming!"
Jou puts his dirty dishes in the sink before heading to the front door and opening it. He blinks as he looks at the two small people in front of him. "Mokuba? What are you and your girlfriend doing here at this time of day?"
"You said you wanted someone to pick you up for dinner," says Mokuba smiling, "So here we are."
"It's not even noon yet," says Jou.
"And you're not dressed," says the girl blushing cutely.
"And who are you?"
"Right. Jou, this is Meiko Ryumi," says Mokuba blushing, "my girlfriend. Can we come in?"
"Sure," says Jou stepping aside to let them in, "I'm going to get changed. I'll be back in a few." He closes the door and starts towards his bedroom.
"Then we'll go shopping," says Mokuba.
Jou freezes in his tracks. "What?"
Meiko blushes. "We're trying to impress Mokuba's brother, so we're going shopping before we meet him. I'm getting a new dress."
"And you're getting an outfit which will hopefully distract him from Meiko," says Mokuba, "Something revealing enough to hold his attention, but concealing enough to make him want to see more."
"Is your brother gay?" asks Jou, "Are you trying to set me up on a date with him? Mokuba! What is the real meaning of all this?"
Mokuba just smiles. "I want you to be happy, Jou."
Jou sighs. "I'm going to change. Help yourselves to some juice. It's in the fridge. Glasses in the drain rack are clean."
"Thank you," says Meiko as Jou heads off to his bedroom.
When Jou returns, he sees the two kids sitting in the living room with half-finished glasses of grape juice. He smiles. "So, now… explain what it is we're doing again?"
"We're going shopping to get a new dress for Meiko and a new outfit for you so that you can look good in front of my brother," says Mokuba, "Are you about ready to go?"
"I just need to get my shoes," says Jou grabbing his sneakers from beneath the coffee table and sitting down to put them on.
Meiko finishes drinking her juice quickly. "Jou… are you upset about what we're asking you to do?"
Jou freezes. "You aren't asking me to seduce Kaiba, are you?"
"No!" exclaims Meiko blushing, "Not unless you want to!"
Jou blushes as he finishes tying his shoes.
"Do you want to, Jou?" asks Mokuba with a teasing grin.
"I am not talking to you two," says Jou putting on his headphones, which he had brought out with his MP3 player when he went to get changed.
"We don't mean to be picking on you, Jou," says Mokuba finishing his juice. He takes the two glasses into the kitchen and sets them in the sink. He steps back out and adds, "It's just that I think you like my brother, and you'd never do anything to snag him on your own. So we were hoping to entice him into making the first move."
"Are we wrong, Jou?" asks Meiko.
Jou blushes a bright red, but he pretends he can't hear them. "Well, let's go!"
Mokuba leads Meiko and Jou out to the waiting limo, and they all climb into the back.
Jou turns his MP3 player on as they head towards the mall in relative comfort.
You're so close; where do you end; where do I begin? Always pushing and pulling, sometimes sanity takes vacation time on me. I'm in a daze stumbling bewildered. North of gravity, head up in the stratosphere, you and I roller coaster riding love.
"I do like him," says Jou.
"Who?" asks Meiko.
Jou stops his MP3 player and pulls the headphones off. "Kaiba."
Meiko and Mokuba share mischievous grins.
"What? I do not like that look! What are you thinking?"
"Jou and Seto sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G! First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes Jou pushing a baby carriage!" sings Mokuba.
Meiko scoots over to sit by Jou, and she takes his hand. "Okay, this is what you need to do tonight at dinner. Trust me, it is proven positive to work on Kaiba brothers! He'll be asking you out on a real date before the end of the evening!"
Jou blinks repeatedly at what he had first thought to be a shy, quiet girl. "Huh?"
"Just listen and implement!" exclaims Meiko. She drops her voice to a whisper and speaks directly into Jou's ear, telling him crazy things about movements and subtle touches, and speaking in innuendos.
Jou looks at Meiko confused for a moment before nodding and smiling.
"Now you just need the proper clothes to attract his… lower personality," says Meiko.
Both Jou and Mokuba blush.
"I did not need that mental image," mumbles Mokuba, "I so did not need that mental image!"
"Me either," says Jou.
"But I'm sure you liked it, Jou," says Meiko smiling, "After all… you like him!"
"Just because I like Kaiba doesn't mean I want to fuck him!"
"Language!" exclaims Meiko slapping Jou lightly so as not to hurt him too much but still make it sting enough so he gets the point.
"What? It's not like that wasn't what you were thinking," mumbles Jou rubbing his cheek.
"Meiko, can you stop embarrassing Jou?" asks Mokuba, "We need his help to distract Seto, remember?"
"Okay, Mokuba, I'll behave," says Meiko smiling at her boyfriend.
"Listen, about that. What exactly do you need me to distract him from? What have you two been doing that he wouldn't approve of?" asks Jou.
Mokuba blushes.
"Tell me or I'll just tell Kaiba that I caught you having sex in the limo," says Jou glaring at the two silent youngsters.
Mokuba's eyes widen. "No! You can't do that! We haven't been doing that! We've just been kissing! I swear! That's all!"
"Are you sure?" asks Jou.
"We haven't made it past second base," says Meiko blushing profusely, "We just hold hands and kiss."
"Okay," says Jou.
The limo pulls up in front of the mall, and they all scamper out. They head inside and find Seto's favorite clothing store.
Meiko blushes at the sight of the male mannequin in the store window. "I'll be right next door!"
Mokuba grabs Jou's hand and pulls him into the store. "Don't worry. I'm buying!"
"Okay, I guess," says Jou, "What are we looking for?"
"I have an idea," says Mokuba pulling Jou further into the store. He smirks. "Wait here."
"Mokuba?"
Mokuba runs off leaving Jou in the middle of the business suits.
Jou sighs. Out of sheer curiosity, he looks at the price tag on one of the plain black jackets, and he releases the paper as if it burned him.
Mokuba comes back up empty handed. "Okay, I got you a fitting room. Come on."
"A room? But you don't have anything for me to try on!" exclaims Jou as Mokuba leads him to the fitting room and shoves him inside. As the door slams shut, he notices the clothes hanging on the back of it. He blushes and starts pounding on the door. "Let me out of here! I'm not trying that on!"
"You're not coming out of there unless you're wearing it!" exclaims Mokuba, "And I mean that, so try it on already!"
"I hate you, Mokuba!" exclaims Jou ripping his jacket off. He pulls his T-shirt over his head and takes the black net muscle shirt down from its hangar to slip it on. He looks at the other items and groans as he proceeds to kick his shoes off and pull his jeans from his legs. He grabs the sleek black leather pants from their hangar and slips them on, very thankful for the fact that his only clean underwear this morning was the thong he got as a gag gift for his last birthday. He has some trouble getting the fabric over his hips, but he manages to yank them on without requiring help. He sits down to take a small rest.
"How's it going in there, Jou?" asks Mokuba, "Are you pouting? Or are you trying them on?"
"Come on in, Mokuba," says Jou.
Mokuba opens the door and looks at Jou. He smiles. "Good! Now get into the rest of it!"
"I hate you," says Jou as he stands up.
Mokuba slams the door shut again.
Jou grabs the crimson red, button up shirt and slips it on, buttoning it all the way so it should, in his mind, completely cover the ridiculous net shirt beneath, but when he looks in the mirror he notices that the shirt doesn't quite make it to his waist nor does it button up as high as he thought it would so that it still reveals a good portion of his chest. He grabs the black leather jacket and puts it on, zipping it up to cover his body. "Okay, Mokuba, I'm done now!"
Mokuba opens the door and lets Jou out. He grabs the zipper and lowers it to see the buttoned up shirt. He frowns and proceeds to unbutton it for Jou. "Okay! Perfect! I've already paid for it, so grab your old stuff and let's go get Meiko!"
"No way! I'm not wearing this! I feel naked!" exclaims Jou.
"But you won't be naked so don't complain! You can zip up the jacket while we're out, but when we're at the house, you're ditching that!" orders Mokuba.
Jou steps back into the fitting room and grabs his clothes. He puts his MP3 player back on and turns the music on as he leaves the store with Mokuba. He sees Seto's face glaring at him from a newsstand across the way, and he sighs.
Come a little bit closer. You're my kind of man, so big and so strong. Come a little bit closer. I'm all alone, and the night is so long.
Jou follows Mokuba into the women's dress shop only to stop and stare when he sees Meiko wearing a sweet white party dress.
"How do I look?" asks Meiko.
"Appropriate," says Jou.
"Beautiful," says Mokuba.
Meiko blushes. "Thank you."
Jou turns his music off. "So… is that the one you want?"
"Yes," says Mokuba heading over to the clerk to pay for the dress.
Meiko nods.
"So, now what?" asks Jou when Mokuba returns.
"Well… now we're going home," says Mokuba, "Dinner won't be for a little while, but Seto wanted us there early so that he could grill Meiko on our relationship."
"I'm going to regret this," says Jou, "Let's go then."
The three head out and get back into the limo to go this time to the Kaiba Mansion.
Jou fidgets with the zipper pull on his leather jacket as they ride in silence to their destination. He turns the music on again to help calm his racing heart.
The limo stops, and the chauffeur gets out to open the door.
Jou climbs out of the car behind Meiko and Mokuba. He walks up to the door of the mansion, which opens for them. He steps inside past the butler and looks around the interior, impressed by the artistic paintings and ornate furnishings in the entranceway and hall. His eyes rest on Seto as the brunet emerges from a room.
Seto raises an eyebrow at Jou.
You wouldn't let me say the words I longed to say. You didn't want to see life through my eyes. Express yourself, don't repress yourself. You tried to shove me back inside your narrow room, and silence me with bitterness and lies. Express yourself, don't repress yourself. Did I say something wrong? Oops, I didn't know I couldn't talk about sex. I musta been crazy. Did I stay too long? Oops, I didn't know I couldn't speak my mind. What was I thinking?
Jou stops the music. He pulls his headphones and MP3 player off and tucks them into a jacket pocket. He unzips his jacket and slides it off so the butler can take it from him and put it in the coat closet.
Seto blushes as he looks at Jou. "Welcome. You look nice, Jou."
"Thank you," says the blond blushing, "I'm sorry if I'm intruding, but Mokuba invited me."
"Yes, I know. Who else would have invited you without telling me?" replies Seto.
"Are you upset?" asks Jou.
Seto shakes his head. "Not at all. Come in. Make yourself at home."
Jou nods and bends down to remove his shoes, putting them neatly beside the coat closet. He stands up again. "So… how are you doing?"
"Quite well," says Seto, "And yourself?"
"I'm doing good," says Jou.
"Should we head into the living room?" asks Mokuba.
"Yes," says Seto, "Go on ahead, Mokuba, Meiko. We'll join you there in just a moment."
Mokuba grabs Meiko's hand and guides her to the indicated room.
"So… what's with the outfit, really?" asks Seto leading Jou into the kitchen.
Jou blushes. "Mokuba insisted I wear this. He was quite adamant, in fact. He wouldn't let me out of the room unless I put it on."
"I figured he had something to do with it. He paid for it, I presume?"
"Yeah. I couldn't afford to shop in that store!"
Seto pulls out four cans of soda from a high cabinet and sets them on a tray. He moves to another cabinet and starts to pull out glasses. "Would you grab some ice from the freezer?"
"Sure," says Jou moving over to the freezer and pulling the door open. He easily spots the ice cube trays and pulls them both out. He moves over beside Seto and starts to fill the glasses with ice.
"Is he using you as a distraction for me?" asks Seto suddenly turning to grip both of Jou's shoulders.
"Yeah. I guess. He thought you might decide to grill Meiko on the intricacies of their relationship," says Jou, "He told me that all they've done is hold hands and kiss." He blushes. "Am I a distraction to you?"
Seto eyes Jou up and down, and he licks his lips. "Dressed like that? Yes, you are most certainly a distraction."
"Really? You like the clothes then?"
Seto takes the empty ice cube trays from Jou's hands and tosses them beside the sink. He grabs Jou and pulls the blond close to his body. He caresses a lock of golden hair. "I like everything I see right now."
Jou wraps his arms around Seto's neck.
"But then you knew I would, didn't you, Mokuba?" asks Seto raising his voice a little louder, "That's why you took Jou to see my fashion consultant, and that's why you brought him here! What did you want to happen?"
Jou snaps his head to the side so he can see Mokuba and Meiko coming out from their hiding spots near the doorway. He blushes intensely.
"We were hoping you might ask Jou out!" exclaims Meiko, "It was my idea!"
"Mind your own business!" Seto releases Jou and steps away from him. He grabs the tray with the glasses and soda. "Living room, now!"
Mokuba and Meiko run off and Seto storms after them.
Jou slowly follows behind Seto, slightly disappointed from their interlude. Once in the living room, he sits down in an unoccupied chair with a soda and a glass. He half-listens to Seto questioning Meiko and Mokuba, and he interjects on occasion when he finds a question rude or unnecessary. He pulls Seto aside when the others head into the dining room. "Is something wrong?"
"I don't appreciate my brother and his girlfriend trying to set me up on a blind date!" exclaims Seto, "I have more important things to be doing than going out with anything that moves!"
"Okay, I get it. You don't date much," says Jou.
"There aren't many people worth dating," corrects Seto.
Jou nods. "So… you're getting all bitchy with them about it?"
"That girl thinks I'm desperate!"
"Yeah… you'd probably have to be desperate to be interested in me, wouldn't you?" whispers Jou.
Seto sighs. "That isn't what I meant, Jou."
"Yeah… it is…"
Seto pulls Jou to his chest and quickly kisses him. He blushes as he steps away from the blond. "I'm sorry."
Jou blushes and reaches a shaky hand up to his lips.
"It's time to eat," says Seto grabbing Jou's hand and pulling him to the dining room.
Everyone eats in silence as they all contemplate the events of the night.
Seto rises from the table first. "Good evening, Jou. It was nice to see you tonight. Meiko, you are welcome here whenever you wish. Good night, Mokuba. I have some work to catch up on, so I will see you in the morning."
"Good night, Seto," says Mokuba.
Seto heads from the dining room as quickly as he can without looking like he's running away.
Jou sighs and sets his chopsticks down. "I'm getting tired myself. Could I get a lift home, Mokuba?"
"Sure," says Mokuba standing, "I'll tell the limo driver to take you home."
Jou stands and follows Mokuba out into the entrance where he puts on his shoes and his jacket before heading out to the limo with the shorter boy. "He kissed me."
Mokuba's eyes widen. "Seto kissed you?"
Jou nods.
"How was it?" asks Mokuba mischievously.
"Over too soon," says Jou.
"Are you going out with him now?"
"No. He doesn't have time to date."
Mokuba smiles. "He will."
"Don't, Mokuba. Leave it be," says Jou, "Leave his love life alone." He sighs. "And mine too."
"But Jou… I was only trying to help!"
"I know, but you can't always do things like this for other people. Some people don't want to be helped, and they can't be helped," says Jou before climbing into the long black car, "Good night."
"Good night, Jou," says Mokuba.
Jou closes the door, and the limo moves away to take him home. He relaxes in his seat and pulls out his MP3 player again. He puts the headphones on and starts the music. He's just climbing out of the limo at his house when the music ends, and Mokuba's voice sounds through the headphones.
"Can I ask you a question?" asks Mokuba… … Seto sighs, but he responds, "What is it, Mokuba?" …… "Well… I was working on your computer earlier because I needed to get some information for a project at school, and I sort of stumbled onto some files I thought might have been there by mistake," says Mokuba… … "What kind of files?" replies Seto, "You didn't happen to find inappropriate pictures or anything, did you? I have blocks on the computer to prevent anything of that nature being stored within." …… A slight swishing of Mokuba's hair indicates him shaking his head. "No, no, no! Nothing like that! Actually, they were audio files! There's over fifty love songs saved on your computer, big brother! I found it odd when I came across a folder that had so many MP3 files in it, and they all turned out to be love songs, Seto! I found it very strange!" …… A pen clicks. "Forget about it, Mokuba. I put those songs there myself. I happen to like that music. I listen to it when I get stressed with work," says Seto… … "Oh," says Mokuba, "Cool. Who's the inspiration behind them all?" … … "No one," says Seto, "I'm not in love. Just wishing." …… Mokuba chuckles. "Then what's the deal with your screensaver?" …… The pen clatters to the desk. "What screensaver?" …… Mokuba chuckles again. "Seto, you know perfectly well. There must be at least half a dozen video files on Jou that cycle through as your screensaver!" …… Seto sighs. "There are actually ten video clips." …… "Seto, why?" …… "Isn't it obvious?" …… "Would I ask if I didn't need clarification, Seto?" …… "I think I might be in love with him, Mokuba. Just maybe."
The last words echo through Jou's mind as he makes his way into the house. "I think I might be in love with him, Mokuba… I might be in love with him… Might be in love… In love… in love… in love…"
Without conscious awareness, Jou turns off the MP3 player and makes his way to his room where he collapses onto his bed and stares at the ceiling. "I think I might be in love with him… I might be in love with him… Might be in love… In love… in love… in love… I think… I think… I think I might be in love with him, Mokuba. Just maybe… Just maybe… might be in love… love… I have more important things to be doing than going out with anything that moves… anything that moves… I might be in love with him… There aren't many people worth dating… I think I might be in love with him… I don't appreciate my brother and his girlfriend trying to set me up on a blind date… Just maybe… That isn't what I meant…"
Jou sits up and goes to the phone. He quickly dials the phone number before his brain catches up to what he's doing.
Two rings later, a voice comes over the line. "Kaiba."
"I seriously need to speak to you!"
"Mutt?" comes the voice on the other end of the line, "We just saw each other twenty minutes ago! What the hell do you have to say now that you couldn't have fucking said then?"
"Hey! I didn't know this then or else I would have said it then!" exclaims Jou, "I need to see you! I need to say this to your face! I know you have work to do tonight, but can we meet tomorrow? At the entrance to Domino City Park about ten in the morning? This is important!"
Seto remains silent.
"Are you still there? Can you hear me?"
"Yes. I was just checking my schedule. I can be at the park then," says Seto.
"Thank you!" exclaims Jou with a sigh of relief, "I'll see you then! Oh, one more thing! Don't bring Mokuba! I don't want him eavesdropping! I'll be alone too!"
"Tomorrow then," says Seto.
Jou hangs up the phone and heads back to his room where he strips off his clothes and lies down in bed to try to sleep.
Jou stays awake most of the night, finally falling asleep as the sun comes up to greet the day. He wakes up to find his alarm clock reading forty-five minutes before ten. He gets up and scrambles into some clothing before he grabs his MP3 player and heads from the house. He runs all the way to the park, and he leans against the gate panting. He watches the limo pull up, and Seto climbs from the back of it.
Seto walks up to Jou. "You wanted to speak to me."
"Can you walk with me?" asks Jou.
"I have a bit of time," says Seto nodding. He starts to walk down a path and Jou moves into step beside him. "What is this about?"
"Actually, it's about the music Mokuba gave me for my MP3 player," says Jou.
"Is something wrong with it?" Seto raises an eyebrow.
Jou blushes and looks around to find them quite alone. He checks to make sure his headphones are around his neck so that Seto would be able to hear it too if it was turned on. He hits the power button, and then backs up one track so that the audio file will play. "Listen for yourself."
"What…?"
"Can I ask you a question?" asks Mokuba.
Seto freezes in his tracks. His eyes widen as he hears Mokuba's voice, and he stares at Jou.
Jou stops walking and stands just in front of Seto so they can both still hear.
… … Seto sighs, but he responds, "What is it, Mokuba?" …… "Well… I was working on your computer earlier because I needed to get some information for a project at school, and I sort of stumbled onto some files I thought might have been there by mistake," says Mokuba… … "What kind of files?" replies Seto, "You didn't happen to find inappropriate pictures or anything, did you? I have blocks on the computer to prevent anything of that nature being stored within." …… A slight swishing of Mokuba's hair indicates him shaking his head. "No, no, no! Nothing like that! Actually, they were audio files! There's over fifty love songs saved on your computer, big brother! I found it odd when I came across a folder that had so many MP3 files in it, and they all turned out to be love songs, Seto! I found it very strange!" …… A pen clicks. "Forget about it, Mokuba. I put those songs there myself. I happen to like that music. I listen to it when I get stressed with work," says Seto… … "Oh," says Mokuba, "Cool. Who's the inspiration behind them all?"
Seto flushes.
Jou turns his eyes from Seto's and blushes burgundy.
… … "No one," says Seto, "I'm not in love. Just wishing." …… Mokuba chuckles. "Then what's the deal with your screensaver?" …… The pen clatters to the desk. "What screensaver?" …… Mokuba chuckles again. "Seto, you know perfectly well. There must be at least half a dozen video files on Jou that cycle through as your screensaver!" …… Seto sighs. "There are actually ten video clips." …… "Seto, why?" …… "Isn't it obvious?" …… "Would I ask if I didn't need clarification, Seto?" …… "I think I might be in love with him, Mokuba. Just maybe."
Jou looks up to meet Seto's eyes, but he doesn't say anything.
Seto opens his mouth to speak, but no words come out. He closes his mouth and takes a deep breath. "I… I…"
"Huh? There's more?" asks Jou as a soft music starts coming through his MP3 player, "I thought it was ready to start over!"
A familiar voice starts singing an unfamiliar song with familiar words.
Even though we've always been rivals. Then you proved you're a friend to me. I don't know why I let it faze me. The answer to these feelings. You can save me from the man I've become. You bring feeling to my life. Feelings I'd rather not say. But never really see. And that's fine with me. It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it. Everyone's got a theory about the bitter one. You're caught in a one way street. I thought it was you. And in the heat of the moment I was to blame. It's hard to let it go. My lonely heart calls. Have you ever closed your eyes and… Have some friendly conversation. Without asking for the true reason of sadness, I tightly held you. So kiss me. It don't take a word, not a single word. I'm not supposed to be this nervous. I only wish I had the strength to let it show. Why not (why not), take a crazy chance. Would you call me insane? Are you crazy? I'm beginning to feel the invitation of love. And feelings of aggression are the absence of the love drug in your veins. I feel so helpless when you walk my way. I guess, I sorry... There's just no rhyme or reason. When you are on my mind. I've been waiting for you all my life waiting for redemption. It must have been good but I lost it somehow. I never meant to feel this way. But we are two worlds apart. Nothing compares to this deep devotion. But if I had to live without you. Don't ask me why cause I don't even know. There's only you and I. Who'd'ya think you're kiddin'. There's no escape from love. My love is for real. And I just gotta tell you tonight. I'd rather die than live without you. And I pray in you're the one I build my home with. So, I whispered, "I love you." You saved my heart from being broken apart. Baby just remember I gave you my heart. I want this to last. I can then wish on a lucky star for an eternal dream. Forever Love Forever Dream. A feeling at my fingertips. I'm in a daze stumbling bewildered. And if you want to. Come a little bit closer. A lover's moon on the rise. And we're spinning with the stars above. Oops, I didn't know I couldn't talk about sex.
"Was that you singing that last song?" asks Jou as his MP3 player finally goes silent. He notices now that he didn't have it on repeat, and he turns the power off.
"I'm going to kill him," says Seto blushing crimson, "I am going to kill Mokuba."
"Not if I get to him first," says Jou.
"What do you think of this?"
Jou blushes. "What do you mean?"
"You've just found out I'm in love with you. You have to feel something about it," says Seto, "Intense hatred, disgust…"
"Immense relief," adds Jou, "joy, happiness. You probably can't tell, but I happen to love you too."
Seto steps closer to Jou and quickly presses his lips to the blond's forehead. He smiles slightly.
"So… when's our first date?" asks Jou blushing.
"How about right now? I can clear my schedule for a few hours," says Seto, "Maybe we could grab lunch."
"You just said the magic words!" Jou grabs Seto's neck and pulls him down for a long kiss.
Seto chuckles once they break apart from the kiss. "What magic words? Lunch?"
Jou shakes his head. "Close… They're actually 'clear my schedule'. Powerful words coming from you."
Seto smiles and pulls Jou into another kiss.
"Seto… about that song you sang? What was that?" asks Jou.
Seto blushes. "I'm good at writing melodies, but I can't get lyrics to work out. I took one line from each of the songs I had saved and I added them onto my melody. I had to sing the song myself though since it wouldn't work out with the various other voices."
"I think it's beautiful, Seto," whispers Jou, "Maybe you could sing it to me later."
Seto wraps his arm around Jou. "Maybe I will."