Ay yo peepz!
:D That just cracks me up :D
Probably cause this guy I... know, speaks like that.
Ahem, moving on.
Here's Chapter 3! A little... okay much earlier than expected, for those expecting. And the reason is because it's my amazing, wonderful, hilarious, violent, bordering on sadistic/emo cousin's sixteenth birthday!
Happy Berfday Zackie!
This chapter's dedicated to you even though you'd probably just call me a yaoi fangirl again and harrass my achilles heel (That's painful you know?)
So if nothing else this is for you purely to annoy you and, because it's something I love, to show my appreciation for the older couz I consider my brother.
Remember to eat and sleep between the gaming, I know you forget to do that.
I don't know why I'm talking about him like he's gonna read this but I have the distinct impression I'm rambling about things you don't care about, so on to the amazingness that is my story. :D
le Disclaimer: I have a complete lack of ownage for Yu-Gi-Oh but I do believe I own the story line.
Chap 3
Bad? News on a Good Day
Another couple months' worth of an hour passed.
It's all gone now. Those months. More of it's gone.
Where are they?
Where are the saviours we'd relied on? The saviours we were promised… our friends.
Come. Save us.
Before we forget…
Before it's all gone.
My pretty breaks keep disappearing (;_;)
Mokuba reached his brother as Joey was invited. Seto stood up.
"Seto! Hey Joey."
"Hey kid."
"Mokuba. How was school?"
"Eh, same old, same old. I beat some guy at Capsule Monsters but that's nothing to brag about, he wasn't a challenge."
The light scorn, superior air, dismissal of opponents who weren't challenging enough. Oh, that's a Kaiba alright, Joey thought. Not that he wasn't aware of the fact but there was a sweet element to the kid that almost made you forget.
"Good work anyway Mokuba." Seto ruffled his brother's dark hair then lifted his face up.
"But you shouldn't think like that, treasure your victories as much as you mourn your losses."
Mokuba looked into his elder brother's eyes, smiled and cheerfully said: "Okay Seto."
Joey missed the smile Seto returned.
It was gone by the time the elder Kaiba turned slightly to give Joey an inquiring look. Joey nodded.
"Yeah, I'll be dere. You're giving me a ride though, right?"
"Of course, if I let you get there on your own you wouldn't show up until Thursday."
Joey rolled his eyes, for once not retaliating.
"See ya Kaiba."
"Goodbye Wheeler."
They turned and walked in opposite directions.
Joey took a route that would allow him to wander around the school grounds for a bit, he had to think. About a lot.
Will Kaiba really be able to help me? He seems ta want ta know as much as I do... No. I didn't go ta him for what he already might've known; I went to him for what he could find out. A bigwig like him has ta have connections.
He meandered more purposefully; he had to get home, after all.
No more guessin'. I'll find out tomorrow.
Where did they go? (;_;)
Green grass bent under measured footsteps and sprung under energetic bounces.
"Hey Seto, why's Joey visiting the mansion tomorrow? Don't you hate each other anymore? Are you finally gonna be friends?"
"What have I told you about friends Mokuba?"
"I know, I know. I also know you're avoiding the question." The boy's grey-blue eyes sparkled with amusement as he smugly crossed his arms over his chest. His private school's uniform rustled with the movement.
"…"
"C'mon, what's the thing you guys couldn't keep on talking about when I got there?"
"Oh, you heard that did you?"
"Yeah." Mokuba watched his brother intently.
"No more questions Mokuba."
The boy's eyes widened and he immediately started to plead.
"But Seto-!"
"Shut up Mokuba."
The forlorn boy's shoulders slumped as he sighed and ducked into the limo.
"Aww…"
"That's talking." His brother followed.
"Is not!"
"No, but that is."
The boy huffed and mock-sulked in silence, his brother bestowing a rare fond smile on his sibling as they headed for home.
I miss them soo muuuch (;_;)
The worn white door's lock clicked and Joey turned around cautiously to inspect what he could see of the room. Hanging his keys on a hook next to the old door, where he would be able to easily grab them, he stepped further forward in the passageway entering the apartment.
It opened into a small living room/kitchen. A frayed leather couch faced an old television; to his left, once he'd fully entered the area, was the kitchen section of the room with an empty bowl and glass on the counter.
There was a door next to the kitchen area and two more in the opposite wall.
Okay, good. Everything was as he'd left it that morning. That meant one of two things.
Either his father wasn't home yet or it was a good day and he wasn't going to have to dodge flying objects and the occasional insult.
He stepped toward the couch.
"Joey?" a voice called.
No slurring? Check. Coherent? Check. Not followed by an insult? He paused for a second to check this one. After a moment of hearing only shuffling footsteps he determined that today was a good day.
Joey immediately relaxed.
"Hey dad."
He walked casually to the centre of the small living room and dropped his school bag next to the worn leather couch. His dad stepped further out of his room.
"How was school? His father sat on the battered piece of furniture.
"Same old, same old." His son shrugged, still standing. The older man looked up concernedly.
"You're doing the work, right?"
"Course I am pop."
"Good. It's not that I don't trust that you are. It's just… when you say things like that… I worry."
Joey frowned, remembering a few years back when his father had ample reason though not enough awareness to worry when he noticed the bottle clutched in his dad's hands. This brought back more memories, just as unpleasant.
One clearer than the others from just a week ago.
He immediately tensed. His father looked up with the honey brown eyes his son inherited, with the same sort of spark that had dimmed over the stressing years. Concerned at Joey's sudden change of attitude he frowned as Joey seemed to freeze to the spot.
"You're not gonna…?" Joey pointed at the bottle.
His father looked down at the offending object and sighed, almost regretfully but with resolve.
"No. I thought I would but I decided I needed to be coherent to finally tell you this."
Joey relaxed again. His father was a good, kind, gentle and honest man… when he was sober.
Nevertheless Joey cautiously thought on the statement.
Finally tell me what?
"I better not be adopted." He joked nervously.
The older Wheeler chuckled.
No, but you may wish to be, my boy, the weary man thought. If you don't already wish it.
The silence began to bother the restless boy.
"Tell me what?" Joey joined his father on the couch and faced him.
"… About the Sects."
Joey jolted.
"What? You know about them!"
His father gave a heavy sigh.
"I do son… and I think it's time you did too."
Is that bad news?
Is it really?
I mean, it's intel and Joey needed intel so that's good, right?
That's for Joey to decide.
And speaking of decisions, I'd like you, my dear reader, to decide for yourself why exactly Joey's dad knows about the Sects. I've been waiting for the asking questions part of this, I never really felt there was anything to properly inquire about till now.
So why does Mr Wheeler know about that Sects?
Just how much does he know?
And... will there be cake?
Well... no. This is the internet so... no. No cake.
Sorry if the '"Shut up Mokuba."' thing was out of place. Yet more of a dedication to my cousin as both of us love the abridged series. He got me into abridging but I introduced him to LK's abridged Yu-Gi-Oh.
Anyway, if you would like to answer one of the questions or just comment on the weather leave a review. (I was kidding about the weather thing, how would that even work...? Different countries and all... and I would kind of like something relating to the story...)
And sorry for (almost) promising cake. If it makes you feel better you can rummage around your cupboards until you find a sweet you like and then thank me for it when you get a right answer to the questions XD
Now I really sould end my endless ramble, but one more question: I can't decide which I like more for my other pairings. I don't know whether to go for YamixHikari pairings like tendershipping and the like or do something like thiefshipping. Honestly I'm leaning more towards thiefshipping but I want your input. These pairings aren't going to come into play for a while but I'd like to know if i should put up a poll ( If I can figure it out... -_-') It would be good if you wanted to add your opinion.
Oh, and I almost forgot to say dankie to Eriasa Jun for your review and follow, and sassysisters9294 for your follow (or story alert, I dunno what to call them -_-'). I'm glad you seem to like the story and every time I get a review or a follow/story alert thing it makes me smile till my cheeks hurt :D. So really, thank you very much.
And now I actually am ending my ramble. So please review, happy birthday Zack and I'll see you on Sunday :D :P :)