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The Night Innocence
Died
By Hideki LaShae
Chapter One
Two girls
step into the classroom. They bow to the teacher. “Sensei-sama.”
The female
teacher readjusts her glasses over her eyes and looks at the two girls. “Sensei
only, girls. And you are?”
“Nefertiri
Aibou,” says the taller of the two girls. Her long blonde hair falls down to
her waist in graceful waves. The pink and black streaks highlight her hair in
an unusual manner, and her indigo eyes stare at the teacher.
“Marie
Twin,” says the shorter, but obviously older, of the two girls. Her royal
purple eyes glance around the room apprehensively. Her hair, held in a high
ponytail, still falls past her shoulders in tri-colored detail. Her spiky hair
radiates the same pink, black, and blonde as Nefertiri’s hair.
“All right,
class! We have two new students, Nefertiri Aibou and Marie Twin!” exclaims
Sensei, “If you would all rise, we will once again rearrange ourselves
alphabetically.”
All the
students stand up and stand in front of their desks.
“First
seat, Nefertiri Aibou,” says Sensei, “Next, Ryou Bakura. Nene Daidoji. Gota
Daidoji. Well… move to your new seats and take your nameplates with you.
Nefertiri, did you bring your nameplate from your old school?”
“I didn’t
go to…”
“We didn’t
have nameplates!” exclaims Marie, “We… wore name badges!”
Nefertiri
looks at Marie with wide eyes.
“Very well.
We will get new ones for both of you,” says Sensei. She taps her foot
impatiently. “Students, are you not supposed to move?”
Nefertiri
steps up to the desk where a pretty white haired boy stands.
The boy,
Ryou, smiles at Nefertiri. He slides his nameplate from the front of his desk
and moves over.
The entire
row shifts over and the last person steps up beside Marie.
“Next row.
Kari Endo, Hiroto Honda, Fujiko Iiwata, Yukimo Ishimaru,” says Sensei,
“Students, please move.”
Katsuya
walks into the classroom at that moment, limping dramatically.
“Jounouchi!
You are late… again!” exclaims Sensei; “We have two new students joining us so
we are rearranging our seating order. Take the nameplate from your desk so
Yukimo can sit there!”
Katsuya
limps slowly to his desk and pulls his nameplate from it. He notices how
intently Seto stares at him as he moves out of the way for the pretty
red-headed girl to stand in front of what used to be his desk.
“Third row…
Katsuya Jounouchi. I had better not catch you staring out that window,
Jounouchi!” exclaims Sensei, “Seto Kaiba. Joli Lanae. Anzu Mazaki.”
The
students move to their seats quickly, all except for Katsuya and Seto.
Seto
lingers in front of his old desk until Katsuya limps up to him. “What’s wrong
with you, mutt?”
“For your
information, Kaiba, it’s none of your business!” snaps Katsuya fiercely.
Seto takes
his nameplate and moves to stand in front of his new desk.
“Fourth
row… Yugi Motou, Kenichi Oono, Seira Raya, Shishi Shizume,” says Sensei, “Fifth
row… Koichi Tokokowa, Marie Twin, Yune Wakimaru, Amaru Yukino.”
The rest of
the students move to their new seats.
“You may
all be seated now,” says Sensei, “and we will begin our lesson.”
Everyone
takes his or her seat.
Seto looks
at Katsuya through the corner of his eye and sees the blond’s face contort with
pain as he sits. He turns his eyes to his desk as he pulls out his textbook.
“Jou,”
whispers Yugi from behind the injured blond, “What happened to you? You’re
limping.”
“I sprained
my ankle last night,” whispers Katsuya.
Seto
glances at Katsuya when he hears those words, and his eyes widen.
“Jounouchi…
since you were late to class, would you come up to the front of the class and
explain problem four from the homework assignment?” asks Sensei.
Katsuya’s
eyes widen in fear. “I can’t…”
“You
can’t?” Sensei raises her eyebrow.
“I… I… I
didn’t understand that one!” exclaims Katsuya.
“Did you
understand any of the problems, Jounouchi?” asks Sensei testily.
Katsuya
opens his notebook and sees that he had only finished up through number three
before he had quit his homework. “I understood number three.”
“Number
four is just like number three.”
“I think
the wording threw me,” says Katsuya. Beads of sweat form on his brow.
Seto
stands. “I will explain the problem since simple English is obviously too
difficult for this mutt!”
Katsuya
stands up with difficulty and slams his fist on his desk. “I’m not a mutt, you
bastard!”
Seto glares
at Katsuya. “Be a good dog and sit for your master!”
“You’re not
my master!” screams Joey punching Seto in the jaw. He tumbles over his desk,
and Seto reels back from the blow.
“Jounouchi!
Kaiba! To the principal’s office now!” shouts Sensei.
Seto grabs
the collar of Katsuya’s uniform shirt and drags him to his feet.
“Kaiba!
Release him!” shouts Sensei.
“Fine!”
exclaims Seto only releasing Katsuya’s shirt once he has his feet beneath him.
He storms past Katsuya and heads out of the classroom.
Katsuya
limps as fast as he can out of the classroom, and he closes the door.
Seto wraps
his arm around Katsuya’s waist. “Lean on me…”
Katsuya
punches Seto to get him away.
Seto falls
onto the floor.
“I know
what you did last night, Kaiba!” exclaims Katsuya.
“You do?”
asks Seto in shock.
“And I hate
you for it! Don’t ever come near me again!” exclaims Katsuya starting to limp
down the hallway towards the principal’s office.
Seto pushes
himself to his feet and brushes himself off. He walks past Katsuya on his way
to the office. “Fine… See if I care about you when you die!”
Katsuya
growls at Seto’s retreating back. He continues on down the hallway. He flinches
in pain with each step he takes, and he begins to move slower and slower the
more he continues to walk. He nearly collapses on the receptionist’s desk when
he reaches the office.
“Go ahead
into the office,” says the receptionist, “Kaiba is already inside and they are
waiting for you.”
Katsuya
stumbles into the principal’s office.
“Have a
seat, Mr. Jounouchi,” says the principal, Mr. Xi-lang.
Katsuya
glares at Kaiba as he moves to a seat. He flinches in pain as he sits down.
“Well, Mr.
Jounouchi and Mr. Kaiba,” says Mr. Xi-lang, “Your teacher told me you were
fighting. Mr. Kaiba, I will hear your side of the story first.”
“We had
just gotten two new students so we ended up being seated side by side. Sensei
asked Jounouchi to explain a homework problem, but he started making excuses of
why he couldn’t. I offered to show the class. He yelled at me, calling me a
bastard. I retorted, and he swung at me,” says Seto touching his jaw where
Katsuya’s first attack had struck, “But I didn’t even swing back. The fool had
fallen to the floor when he attacked me, and I helped him up!”
Mr. Xi-lang
nods. “Mr. Jounouchi, your version?”
“It
happened as he said up until he offered to show the class the problem. He
insulted me. He called me a mutt… in front of the two… cute new girls,” says
Katsuya.
Seto raises
an eyebrow at Katsuya.
“Than I did
call him a bastard. He called me a dog again and claimed to be my master.
That’s when I hit him!” exclaims Katsuya.
“Would you
boys like to be separated?” asks Mr. Xi-lang.
“Yes!”
exclaims Katsuya, “Make him change classes!”
“No!” snaps
Seto, “Our problems will only become more explosive if we are separated!”
“Well… I
will give you two one more time, one more chance to stay in the same class
without killing each other!” exclaims Mr. Xi-lang, “If you two get into one
more fight though, I will have to take drastic measures! Do you understand?”
“Yes, Mr.
Xi-lang,” say both boys together.
“Now return
to class!”
Katsuya
stands up slowly with pain written all over his face.
Seto keeps
his eyes diverted from Katsuya, but he clenches his fists.
“Mr.
Jounouchi, what is wrong with you?” asks Mr. Xi-lang, “You are limping, and you
are obviously in pain!”
“I sprained
my ankle last night,” says Katsuya.
Mr. Xi-lang
nods. “You should go see the school nurse on your way back to class.”
“No,
thanks. I already saw a nurse,” says Katsuya, “My neighbor lady is a nurse.”
“Wait, Jou!
Did your dad do that to you?” asks Mr. Xi-lang.
Seto stands
abruptly, and his chair clatters to the floor.
“No, Mr.
Xi-lang! I swear! My dad’s never hit me! I swear! This is all my fault!
He had nothing to do with it!” exclaims Katsuya.
“Well…
alright,” says Mr. Xi-lang, “Now… you two play nice with each other. I don’t
want to see you in here again!”
Seto nods.
“Fine… we’ll play nice, won’t we, Jou?”
“Right,”
says Katsuya scowling at Seto.
“And to
prove it, I will even help Jou back to class,” says Seto.
Katsuya
looks at Seto fearfully.
“Lean on
me,” says Seto pulling Katsuya’s right arm over his shoulders and resting his
own left arm around the blond’s waist.
Katsuya bites
his tongue and leans against Seto as they walk slowly out of the office.
“If you
know what I did, why do you hate me for it?” asks Seto quietly as they slowly
move down the halls together.
“Why do you
think? Do you think I enjoyed it? Do you think I should thank you?” hisses
Katsuya.
“I didn’t
do it for your gratitude,” whispers Seto.
“Then why
did you?”
“I… don’t
know…”
Katsuya
pushes Seto away and falls to the floor. “Don’t ever touch me again! You
touched me in ways that no one should! Not without my permission!”
~Seto’s Memory~
I pulled
the blankets down and gently removed the gown-like garment Jou wore. I saw his
body.
Jou was so
thin. He moaned as I helped him into a satin shirt, one of my old satin shirts,
but he didn’t wake up as I worked.
I buttoned
up his shirt before pulling the gown away from his lower body. I stared at him
for a moment. ‘I am not gay! I do not like boys! I hate Jou, and I most
certainly don’t want to touch his dick!”
Jou rolled
over, but he still appeared to be asleep.
I slid the
underwear up Jou’s legs, and I touched his shaft, sliding my fingers down its
length as I pulled the fabric over it and up to the waist. ‘I’m not gay! I did
not enjoy that! That was a shiver of dread running down my spine! I am
so not gay…’
“That’s the
way… I like it,” mumbled Jou.
I could
feel my face flush as I pulled an old pair of my pants on his body. Once again,
I had to use my hand to push his length beneath the fabric.
“That feels
so good, baby,” whispered Jou.
~End Memory~
“I thought…
I thought… I thought you’d never know,” whispers Seto.
“Well I do
know, and I hate that you did that to me,” says Katsuya quietly, “Don’t ever
touch me again, not to help me, not to hurt me, not to touch me.”
Seto nods
his head.
Katsuya
stands up, propping himself against a wall.
“Then we’re
agreed. I neither liked nor wanted to touch you in the first place,” whispers
Seto as they slowly start down the hall again, “I don’t know why I even did.”
“You’re
even too good to apologize,” says Katsuya stopping in front of the boy’s room
door, “I’ll be back in class as soon as I can be.”
Seto nods
and continues towards the classroom.
Katsuya
enters the bathroom clutching his stomach. He falls onto his hands and knees,
and his tears fall from his eyes. “I thought… I thought… I thought I loved
you…”
* * *
Seto
watches Katsuya walk out of the cafeteria into the courtyard without getting
anything to eat. He can’t remember a time when he didn’t see Katsuya stuffing
his face. He walks up to the lunch line, something he almost never does. He
picks up several sandwiches and two bottles of white grapefruit juice before
moving up to pay for his food.
“That will
be ten dollars,” says the lunch lady.
Seto pulls
out some money and passes it to the woman. He turns and walks out into the
courtyard. He tosses a sandwich into Katsuya’s lap as he sits on his knees
beside a cherry blossom tree.
“What’s
this?” asks Katsuya lifting the sandwich bag and staring at the contents as if
he’s never seen the likes of it before.
“Lunch,”
says Seto sitting down beside Katsuya and dropping the rest of the sandwiches
between them. He holds out a bottle for Katsuya.
“What are
you doing?” asks Katsuya.
“Keeping a
promise,” says Seto, “I’m being nice. Now shut up and eat as much as you want.”
“You’re
trying to poison me,” says Katsuya.
“I didn’t
have time,” says Seto, “I just bought them.”
Katsuya
finally takes the bottle from Seto and sets it beside him. He opens the
sandwich in his hands and tears into it like he’s never eaten before.
“Hey, Jou!
Come sit with us!” exclaims Honda walking to a table with Yugi.
Katsuya
shifts his weight uncomfortably.
“He can’t.
I’m not moving and we’re supposed to eat together,” calls Seto.
Yugi and
Honda walk over to Katsuya and Seto.
“Can we
join you then?” asks Yugi.
Seto nods.
He opens a sandwich and takes a bite.
“So is this
part of your punishment for fighting this morning?” asks Honda.
“Yes,” says
Seto with a curt nod.
Katsuya’s
stomach starts to complain halfway through and he wraps the sandwich back up.
He shifts his weight to try to get comfortable, and he opens his juice.
“So, Jou…
what happened last night? How’d you sprain your ankle?” asks Honda.
“Would you
believe I tripped over myself?” asks Katsuya chuckling. He takes a drink of
juice.
Yugi looks
at Katsuya with worried eyes, but he doesn’t say anything to his best friend.
Seto stares
at the half-finished sandwich in Katsuya’s hand as he finishes his sandwich.
“Now… if you’ll excuse me, I have some business to attend to.”
“No one’s
stopping you,” says Katsuya shifting his weight painfully.
Seto stands
up with his bottle of juice, and he heads back towards the school. He finishes
his juice before entering an empty classroom. He pulls out his cell phone and
dials a number, keeping his eyes on the door in case anyone should come by.
“This is Seto Kaiba. I would like to speak to Dr. Takanai if that’s possible.”
<<Hello,
Mr. Kaiba. This is Dr. Takanai. How can I help you?>>
“About my
friend… I have some questions about his condition,” says Seto.
<<Which
condition? His assault or his anorexia?>> asks Dr. Takanai.
“Both. I
think the reason he’s anorexic is because he can’t afford food. I bought him
something to eat today, but he hardly touched it. It’s not like him,” says
Seto.
<<If
his anorexia isn’t voluntary and he got that way because he didn’t have
anything to eat, then he might not be able to eat much because his stomach has
shrunk,>> explains Dr. Takanai, <<If he’s anorexic because he
doesn’t want to eat, then he also wouldn’t eat much. Just try to get him to eat
as much as he can each time and try to get him to eat often. Instead of three
meals, try six.>>
“That might
prove to be difficult. We’re not exactly friends, and he thinks I want to
poison him,” says Seto, “But about his assault… He’s in a lot of pain just
sitting down, and he has a really bad limp.”
<<That
is understandable considering what happened to him. He was a virgin before he
was attacked, so he had never had sex that way before. He might have had sex
where he was dominate so… I shouldn’t call him a virgin,>> says Dr.
Takanai, <<but for the sake of explaining this properly, we’ll say he
was. Now it hurts him to sit because of the intrusion into his body. The pain
and the limp are both common for virgin men when they take on a male lover.
It’s really bad for him because he was a virgin and went three in a row, plus
his attackers didn’t care if he hurt afterwards so they didn’t prepare him in
any way. Get him some extra-strength aspirin. If he’s still in a lot of pain
tomorrow, drop by the hospital, and I’ll give you a prescription for
him.>>
“Thank you,
doctor,” says Seto, “I have to go now. I have class to attend.”
<<Let
me know how he’s doing,>> says Dr. Takanai.
“I will,”
says Seto hanging up. He hurries out and makes his way to his classroom. He
takes his seat and pulls out a book to read, but his mind can’t seem to
concentrate on the words. He whispers to himself, “Why didn’t he tell his
friends that he was attacked… mugged at least? Why the lie about tripping over
himself?”
The first
bell rings and students start coming into the classroom in small groups.
Katsuya
limps into the room behind Yugi and Honda.
The final
bell rings as Marie runs into the room and crashes into Katsuya sending them
both sprawling to the floor.
Seto stands
when he hears Katsuya gasp in pain.
“I’m so
sorry!” exclaims Marie climbing off Katsuya and helping him to his feet, “Are
you all right?”
Katsuya
leans against Marie as he tries to fight back his pain. He passes into
unconsciousness and collapses to the floor again.
“Nefertiri!
The herbs!” exclaims Marie.
“Right!”
exclaims Nefertiri pulling her metal bangle bracelet off and tossing it to
Marie as she kneels beside Katsuya.
“What is
going on here?” asks Sensei stepping into the classroom.
Marie
swivels the large, turquoise stone on the bracelet and pulls out a pinch of the
crushed herbs within.
Seto’s eyes
widen, and he walks towards Marie. “What are you doing, woman?”
“Giving him
an herbal painkiller!” exclaims Marie pushing the crushed herbs past Katsuya’s
lips, “Can’t you people see how much pain he’s in? Isis! Even I can feel his
pain, and I’m not a sensitive or an empath!” She closes the stone back
over the secret compartment.
“Maybe you
should give him the rest of the herbs, Marie,” says Nefertiri, “I am a
sensitive, sister, and I can feel his pain like a ton of bricks! All the herbs
might be enough for him to revive!”
Seto
sprints up the aisle in between the desks and yanks Marie away from Katsuya. “You’re
going to kill him with your witchcraft!”
“Don’t
accuse me of witchcraft!” exclaims Marie storming past Seto as she slides the
bangle bracelet onto her own wrist, “Nefertiri is the one training to be a
Priestess of Isis! I’m only here to keep pain far away from her!”
Nefertiri
stands up forcefully. “Marie! These people know nothing of such events! As my
guard, it is not your place to tell my secret!”
“Students!”
exclaims Sensei angrily.
Seto lifts
Joey up onto his back. He glares at Sensei. “I’m taking him to the nurse! This
stupid mutt weighs a ton!”
Sensei
tries to calm the students as Seto carries Katsuya out of the room.
Seto
hurries to the nurse’s office with Katsuya and places him on his side on a bed.
“Nurse Karu…”
“Do you
know what is wrong with him, Mr. Kaiba?” asks the lovely black haired woman.
“Yes, but I
can’t tell you. It’s not my place to say, but there was an incident last night
and he was in the hospital. He passed out from the pain. His doctor suggested
he try extra-strength aspirin,” says Seto, “but if you even try to examine him
while he’s unconscious, you’ll never hold a job again!”
“Yes, Mr.
Kaiba!” exclaims Nurse Karu. Her entire body shakes in fear.
Seto turns
and storms out of the nurse’s office. He hurries to return to class. He tries
to concentrate on his classes, but he can’t fail to notice that Katsuya never
returns.
Yugi grabs
Katsuya’s bag and books from his desk when the final bell rings.
Seto stands
quickly and hurries out of the classroom. He rushes to the nurse’s office.
“Nurse Karu!”
“Oh, Mr.
Kaiba. Jou has just now woken up,” says Nurse Karu with a smile, “Come in and
see him.”
Seto walks
into the office and heads over to Katsuya, still lying on his side on the bed.
“Mutt…”
“Go screw
yourself, Kaiba,” says Katsuya groggily.
“Remember
the principal told us to be nice?”
“Go screw
him too,” mumbles Katsuya.
“Old men
don’t attract me,” says Seto, “Come, mutt. I’ll take you home. You shouldn’t
walk on that sprained ankle. And don’t argue! I’m not doing this because I want
to! Mr. Xi-lang insisted.”
“Just
remember. Don’t touch me,” says Katsuya carefully climbing from the bed. He
stumbles into Seto.
“I won’t
touch you, but lean against me if you need to,” says Seto.
Katsuya
limps out of the office.
Seto follows
behind noticing how the limp has only worsened. He escorts Katsuya out to his
awaiting limo and allows the blond to climb in before him. “Driver… we will be
dropping this stray off on our way home. Where to, mutt?”
Katsuya
looks at his hands, crossed protectively on his lap, and he mumbles the cross
streets closest to his apartment building.
Seto tells
the driver which two streets, and the limousine moves away from the school.
“Why are
you doing all this, Kaiba?” asks Katsuya.
Seto raises
the clear glass so the driver can’t hear the conversation but could still see
them. “What do you remember about last night? You hit your head rather hard,
and you were unconscious when the paramedics arrived.”
“I remember
enough! I remember what you did to me!” exclaims Katsuya, “I always knew you
hated me, but I never thought you could do that!” He squirms in his seat,
partially from his pain and partly just to get away from the boy -monster-
beside him.
~Katsuya’s Memory~
I walked
down the street heading towards the convenience store. I noticed that some
streetlights were out, but that didn’t bother me. Then someone in the dark
alley grabbed me and pulled me into the alley.
I screamed,
and they rammed me into the side of a building.
“Scream all
you want, bitch. No one can hear you,” whispered a voice I’ve never heard
before, “Give us your money, and we’ll let you live.”
“I have no
money,” I said.
The man
pulled me away from the wall and punched me in the face.
I saw three
figures, encased in shadow so I couldn’t identify them. Then they slammed my
head into the wall, and I fell against it.
One of them
ripped my clothes off and tossed them away. “Let’s have some fun with this
virginal bitch.”
Someone
laughed as the guy turned me onto my stomach.
Then something
entered me, and I screamed. That bastard was raping me. I started to cry. It
hurt so much I just wanted to die. Then he pulled out of me.
The first
guy spoke again, “All the bitch has was twenty bucks.”
Then
someone else ripped his way into me, and I screamed. I knew it was someone else
because they felt different inside me.
I couldn’t
do anything while he pumped into me. All I could hear was laughing. I was hurt,
and so I was weak. They were laughing at my weakness. I felt his release inside
me. I don’t know if I ever want to feel that again.
I tried to
move, but the third guy pressed me down, and he began to rape me too. I
screamed for help.
“No one can
hear you,” said the man, “You belong to us, bitch.”
I grabbed
the wrist of the man raping him. My grip was weak.
“What are
you doing, worthless mutt?” That voice… it belongs to Seto Kaiba!
The man
pulled away from me and kicked me in the ribs.
I passed
out from the pain.
~End Memory~
“You’ve
been quiet for a long time, mutt. Is something wrong?” asks Seto. He pauses for
a moment. “Were you thinking of last night?”
“Yeah… Last
night was the worst night of my life thanks to you!” exclaims Katsuya spitting
in Seto’s face.
Seto
clenches his fists and wipes the spit from his face with his shirtsleeve.
“Would you rather I had let them kill you?”
“You would
have been doing me a favor, and it wouldn’t have hurt as much as what you did!”
exclaims Katsuya shifting uncomfortably.
“I’ll
remember that for next time,” says Seto.
The
limousine stops in front of the apartment building.
Seto climbs
out.
Katsuya
slowly climbs out of the limo.
“Are you
home? Which floor?” asks Seto.
“The top
floor. It’s the best,” says Katsuya with a feeble smile.
“Be sure to
take the elevator,” says Seto starting to climb into the limo again.
“It’s
broken,” says Katsuya limping towards the entrance.
Seto’s eyes
widen. He pushes himself away from the limo and turns towards Katsuya’s back.
“The elevator’s broken?”
“It’s only
a few steps,” says Katsuya with a slight nod of his head.
“I’m not
going to hurt you, mutt,” says Seto quickly stepping up behind Katsuya and
scooping him into his arms. He carries Katsuya into the building, and he starts
up the stairs.
“I want an
answer for why you’re doing this, Kaiba!”
“A master
takes care of their puppy, even if it is a mutt like you,” says Seto with a
smirk, “Now don’t squirm or I’ll drop you down the stairs.”
“What you
did last night… was it because you hate me?” whispers Katsuya as Seto starts up
the second flight of stairs.
“No… what I
did, I did because I don’t hate you,” whispers Seto, “I only tell you I hate
you when you annoy me, but I’m lying when I say it.”
Katsuya
blushes slightly as he starts to squirm in Seto’s arms.
Seto steps
against the wall as Katsuya keeps squirming. “I meant what I said about
dropping you if you squirm!”
Katsuya
frees his arm from its position trapped against Seto’s chest, and he wraps both
arms around the brunet’s neck.
“Ready to
go on?” asks Seto, and Katsuya nods. He continues to carry his classmate up the
stairs. He reaches the sixth floor. “Door to door delivery. Which way?”
“Left,”
whispers Katsuya.
Seto turns
left and carries Katsuya down the hallway. He sees a woman at the end of the
hall, unlocking her apartment.
The elderly
woman looks at Seto and Katsuya and smiles. “Isn’t that sweet? You’re carrying
your boyfriend home again… oh, I’m sorry! You said you weren’t his boyfriend!”
“Hello,
Mrs. Iroki,” says Seto as he carries Katsuya up to her.
“Seto,
dear,” says Mrs. Iroki, “Thank you for bringing Jou home again.”
“Maybe we
could talk again, another time, Mrs. Iroki,” says Seto gently setting Katsuya’s
feet on the floor.
Katsuya
releases his hold on Seto’s neck as he stands.
“Aren’t you
going to invite your friend in for a moment, Jou?” asks Mrs. Iroki.
“No!”
exclaims Katsuya spreading his arms out in front of the door to his apartment.
His eyes widen at the very thought of that. “It’s really messy! I’d be too
embarrassed!”
“Maybe next
time. I have to be going anyway. I’m helping my brother with his homework,”
says Seto.
“All right,
Seto,” says Mrs. Iroki, “Talk to you later, dear.”
Seto turns
and hurries off to go down the stairs.
“Are you
leaving, Mrs. Iroki?” asks Katsuya.
“Just
getting home actually,” says Mrs. Iroki turning her smile to Katsuya, “Would
you like to come in for a snack?”
Katsuya
smiles. “You are very kind! I’d love a snack!”
Mrs. Iroki
leads Katsuya into her apartment. She gets some pretzels and cheese from the
refrigerator and passes a bottle of milk to Katsuya. “Pour up our glasses,
please.”
Katsuya
pulls two glasses from a cabinet and pours up the milk before placing the
bottle back into the fridge. “How do you know Kaiba?”
“Kaiba? Is
that the nice young man who carried you home?” asks Mrs. Iroki sitting at the
table with their snack.
Katsuya
limps when he carries the milk to the table and takes his seat.
Mrs. Iroki
raises an eyebrow at Katsuya’s limp but doesn’t ask.
“His name
is Seto Kaiba,” says Katsuya.
“Yes. Seto
brought you home early this morning and tucked you into bed all safe and
sound,” says Mrs. Iroki, “Then he took me out to breakfast, and we talked about
you! He seemed very interested when I told him you were gay.”
Katsuya’s
eyes widen drastically, and he nearly chokes on his chunk of cheese.
“Oh, dear!
Was I not supposed to tell anyone that?” asks Mrs. Iroki, “I’m sorry, Jou, but
I thought he might have been your crush.”
“He was…”
“Oh, good
then! You are home earlier than normal today! Did you two skip your afternoon
classes to go someplace for sex?” asks Mrs. Iroki smiling, “I notice you’re
limping just like Eikiji did after his first time with a man!”
“We stayed
at school all afternoon. I’m early because he gave me a ride,” says Katsuya,
“and I wasn’t having sex…” Tears start to fall from his eyes onto the table.
“Last night, he raped me! He had two friends who mugged me last night, and they
all raped me! He probably brought me home this morning so I wouldn’t know he
did it!”
“Oh! That
sweet boy, Seto? He… he told me he was a virgin!” exclaims Mrs. Iroki.
“He’s an
experienced liar!” exclaims Katsuya through his sobs.
Mrs. Iroki
pulls Katsuya into a tender embrace.
“I… I
thought… I thought… I thought I loved him!” wails Katsuya, “And… without me
ever saying a word to him… he… he… he raped me! I hate him! But I… I… I still
love him too!”
“Oh, dear.
Then we do have a problem,” says Mrs. Iroki rubbing Katsuya’s back gently.
“I need to
go home!” cries Katsuya pulling away from Mrs. Iroki. He stands up.
“But you
haven’t finished your snack!” exclaims Mrs. Iroki as Katsuya stumbles out of
her apartment.
“I’m not
hungry!” exclaims Katsuya. He unlocks his apartment door and hurries inside. He
closes the door and collapses onto the couch to cry.
* * *
“It’s time
for bed, Mokuba,” says Seto crossing his arms.
“Why do I
have to go to bed just so you can go out? Do you have some sort of date?” asks
Mokuba, Seto’s cute yet hyper brother.
“I’m doing
some charity work,” says Seto.
“Charity?
You never do charity work!” exclaims Mokuba, “Are you sick? Did you do
something illegal and get punished with community service?”
“I am
perfectly healthy,” says Seto, “and the only illegal thing I’ve done is start
to like an enemy as something more.”
“So… will
you be getting a girlfriend soon?” asks Mokuba hopefully.
“Possibly,
but I doubt it.”
“It’s not a
guy, is it?”
“I am so
not gay, Mokuba! Now go to bed!” exclaims Seto, “I have to help someone! I
won’t let this enemy die!”
“I’ll go to
bed, big brother,” says Mokuba with a very Kaiba-like smirk, “but I think we
should talk about your crush soon!”
“We will…
once I sort out my feelings. I promise, Mokie!”
“You
haven’t called me Mokie in a long time!” exclaims Mokuba smiling, “I like it!
I’ll go get ready for bed. You don’t need to tuck me in, Seto! Go on and help
your friend!”
“Good
night, Mokie,” says Seto heading out. He takes the limousine to the grocery
store and takes the driver inside to help him shop.
Nearly two
hours and almost a million yen later, Seto and the driver take several carts
worth of groceries out to the limo.
“Damn these
high food prices!” exclaims Seto angrily as a few of the store’s employees load
the trunk, then the back seat with the groceries.
“Now home?”
asks the driver as Seto climbs into the front seat with him.
“The cook
does the shopping for us. We’re taking all this food to that ragged mutt we
took home earlier,” says Seto, “Do you remember the address?”
“Yes sir,”
says the driver pulling away from the store.
“You’ll
need to help me carry everything up six flights of stairs. The elevator’s
broken, and we’ll have to be extra quiet. They can’t know we’re there,” says
Seto. “We’ll need to put away anything that needs refrigerated or frozen.”
“I
understand, sir,” says the driver.
“You can
have tomorrow off. Climbing all those stairs multiple times with lots of bags
will be tiring. Plus I’ll give you a bonus for helping me tonight. So remind me
come payday,” says Seto.
“Yes, sir,”
says the driver.
The limo
finally arrives at Katsuya’s apartment building.
Seto and
his driver both take as many bags as they can carry, and they hurry up to the
sixth floor.
Seto
listens to the sound of silence behind the door, and he turns the handle. He
swings the door open silently. Then he hears the sounds that the door had
muffled.
In the
larger bedroom, Katsuya’s father snores loudly while quiet moans and whimpers
emerge from the smaller bedroom.
Seto
indicates the kitchen before he moves to look into the small bedroom. His heart
is ripped asunder as he sees Katsuya lying on his stomach with a few stray
tears still rolling down his cheeks as he sleeps.
Katsuya
yelps in pain.
‘He sounds
so much like a puppy,’ thinks Seto.
Katsuya’s
stomach growls.
‘He hasn’t
eaten dinner. Be sure to eat tomorrow, Jou,’ thinks Seto heading into the
kitchen.
After
several long, tiring trips up and down the stairs, all the food is brought into
Katsuya’s apartment, and everything that needs to be is placed within the
freezer and refrigerator.
Seto lays
the loaf of bread on the counter and he places one bag of groceries on the
living room floor near the kitchen door. He takes another look in at Katsuya
before he leads his driver back out of the apartment.
Seto and
the driver slowly descend the steps for the last time that night and climb into
the limousine. They return to Kaiba’s mansion in the twilight before the dawn,
and Seto heads to the living room and falls asleep on the couch.
* * *
Katsuya
limps into the classroom just as the bell rings.
“Jou’s limp
is getting worse,” whispers Yugi to himself.
“Hurry to
your seat, Jou,” says Sensei.
Katsuya
mumbles as he limps towards his seat.
Nefertiri
stands up and helps Katsuya to his seat before quickly retaking her own.
“Now… Anzu,
would you come up to the front of the class and show us all how to do problem
nine?” asks Sensei.
Anzu smiles
as she stands and carries her notebook up to the chalkboard.
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