I Know You're Out There Somewhere | By : Firewing Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3536 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 19 The Revelation
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Sunday.
Joey spent the morning finishing the mowing and the afternoon in the pool with Mokuba. At 3 p.m., Mokuba went in the mansion to get ready to welcome his big brother home and Joey headed to his apartment. After his shower he pulled on a pair of blue jean shorts and a white T-shirt. He turned on the stereo, built an enormous submarine sandwich and washed it down with a couple of Cokes. He sat down on a kitchen chair in front of his easel and went to work.
The painting was shaping up nicely. It was a detailed close up of Red Eyes and the lady in the red gown. Joey knew he’d seen her somewhere other than in his dreams. Her crystalline blue eyes spoke volumes, mesmerizing and imploring. As haunting as the ghostly spirit she had appeared to be when he first dreamed of her while he’d been passed out in the burning apartment building. Yet somehow he believed she was more than just a dream…
The ringing of the phone startled Joey out of his thoughts. “Yeah.”
“Meet me in the library. Now.” An irritated voice ordered and the line went dead.
“Urrgh…what did I do now?” Jou grumbled to the half painted lady and her dragon.
………..
He knocked on the library door feeling as though he had been sent to the principal’s office.
“Get in here, Mutt.” Kaiba snapped.
Kaiba didn’t look at him as he entered the room. The CEO sat at his desk with his laptop wearing a white turtleneck, charcoal slacks, and a pair of reading glasses. He took the glasses off, pinched the bridge of his nose and winced. He looked as bad as if he had endured a major tragedy…like Kaiba Corp was bankrupt or Mokuba was in the hospital or Yami had beaten him at another game of duel monsters…
“Hey, Kaiba, you okay?” Jou asked in concern.
Kaiba grunted in answer and finally met Joey’s tawny caramel eyes, eyes that could melt the hardest of hearts. Seto knew for a fact.
“Thanks for looking after Mokuba. He suffers from being under virtual house arrest, but in my position I just can’t be too careful. He has a great time with you. I know I’m not very good company for him.”
Joey frowned. Now he knew something was seriously wrong. Kaiba vulnerable? He suddenly wanted the diamond-hard Ice Man back. Joey walked around behind the CEO who looked as if he had aged ten years in two days. Jou put his hands on Seto’s tense shoulders feeling the knotted cords of muscle under the knit shirt. Joey went to work on them, massaging gently but firmly. “What’s going on, Seto? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing…” Seto sighed and slumped down over his desk giving Joey better access to his back. How Joey had figured out that he was attracted to him Seto had no idea. He couldn’t decipher the programming in his Jou-pup’s head no matter how hard he tried. He sat in the hotel room in Tokyo shocked by Jou’s password and just staring at the computer screen for a long time. Jou had known for at least two weeks that Seto was in love with him and yet Joey was still just Joey, neither rejecting him or accepting him. The blond could have gone out of his way to rub it in Seto’s face, but instead teased him about it in a quietly subtle way rather than being a loudmouthed obnoxious mutt about it. Was Jou trying to keep the peace with him because Seto was his guardian or was he simply biding his time waiting to see what developed? Finally Seto had decided that maybe it wasn’t a bad thing that Joey knew how he felt; at least it seemed to Seto that the pup was keeping an open mind about it. The blonde’s hands on his back felt wonderful and the tormented dragon master relaxed.
Tenuous flames of desire began to lick at Joey as he continued his ministrations. It had been a while since Joey had a lover and he wondered what Seto would be like, what he would taste like, how he would look in the throws of passion and Jou’s thoughts went straight to his groin. They had an agreement…but did it extend to Kaiba himself? He had to get a grip. He didn’t even know how he felt about his blue-eyed tormentor/guardian.
“Seto?” No answer. Jou leaned over him and saw that the tough CEO was sleeping like a baby. Joey’s mouth twitched into a tiny grin. He leaned a little closer, acting as he usually did on instinct without seeking his brain’s input on the matter at hand, and let his lips graze Seto’s cheek. Just a quick whisper of a taste of Kaiba, a little sample could do no harm, and then he straightened thinking that sleeping on one’s desk was not particularly comfortable. How well Jou knew…
“Joey?” Mokuba watched from the doorway, looking first at Jou and then his brother, attempting the nearly impossible task of keeping a straight face. He had hoped that by telling Joey about Seto’s past he could soften the blonde up toward his brother and it seemed to have worked.
“Do you think you can help me move him to the couch without waking him up?” Joey asked.
“Yeah.”
Joey slid his arms under Seto’s arms and Mokuba took his feet. It would have been a fairly simple task had they not had to navigate an obstacle course of furniture. The fact that Seto was so darn long didn’t help either. But they managed to make it to the couch without waking him up. Mokuba fished a throw out of the chest behind the couch and covered his brother up with it. The two culprits went out to the hallway.
“Did he say much to you when he got home?” Joey asked.
“No, but he looked terrible.”
“I noticed. I wonder what’s going on?”
Mokuba shrugged.
There was one more week of school-finals. Uggh. Joey had to go study. “Hey, I’ll catch you in the morning, okay?”
“Uh huh. Good night, Joey.”
“’Night.” Joey smiled.
………..
By 10 p.m. Joey’s brain was numb from studying, but he wasn’t ready for bed. He headed for the spare bedroom intending to give his punching bag a workout. Seto’s scowling taped on face gave him pangs of guilt and he peeled the picture off. There had been a time when it had been an effective outlet for venting his anger at being constantly put down by the Ice Man but rather a lot had happened since then. There was knock on his door and at this hour there was only one person it could possibly be. He threw the picture away and slid the door open to a rumpled, but more rested Seto Kaiba.
“Can I come in?”
Joey nodded.
Seto looked around briefly. Evidence of a hard evening of studying was everywhere. He walked over to the easel, silently examining the half finished painting. Joey came up behind him and wrapped his arms around his guardian’s waist giving him a gentle hug.
Seto pulled out of the embrace reluctantly and gazed into the warm chocolate pools of Jou’s beautiful eyes. “I want you to pick out some furniture for your bedroom.”
“Huh?” Jou didn’t know what he’d been expecting, but this wasn’t it.
“We’re going to get your sister in two weeks. I thought she would like a room of her own. You’ll need another set of bedroom furniture.” Seto explained.
Joey was a little creeped out. It wasn’t what Seto said or the reasoning behind it that bothered the blonde. It was how he said it, softly, almost as if something in his indomitable spirit was broken. “Okay. When do we go shopping?”
“Saturday?”
“That would be great, Seto. Thanks.”
“Suddenly you’re calling me Seto.”
“Uh…I’m sorry, Kaiba.” Joey stepped back from him, flustered and embarrassed.
“Don’t call me Kaiba!” Seto snapped.
Now Joey was really confused. “What should I call you then? Master? Sir? He Who Shall Not Be Named?”
Seto seemed to consider it. He took a step closer to Joey and Joey backed up.
“Kaiba’s not my real name. I was adopted.”
“So was I.”
“I know.”
“You do?”
“I am your legal guardian. I was informed of your circumstances.”
Joey pondered this. It made sense. “So what’s going on, Seto? I know you’re really stressed out about something. You didn’t want me to come to the library tonight just to thank me for keeping Mokuba company.”
“I did some investigating into your past…”
“You what…? Why didn’t you talk to me first? Ask me? What is your malfunction, Kaiba!? You think you’re smarter than everyone else and that gives you the right to butt into things that don’t concern you!? Treat people like dirt!?”
“You concern me.”
“Only because you made me your concern. I didn’t ask for this! Any of it! Damn you!”
“I found out who your birth parents are.” Seto proceeded undaunted.
“I don’t want to know who they are! I’m not ready to deal with this! My dad died less than a month ago. I’ve lost everything! I already know things about my life that I could’ve died happily not knowing. I now know why my mom has always hated me and that my sister isn’t really my sister! I was starting to get comfortable being here, being around you! Don’t you force this on me! I don’t want to know!” Tears ran down his face as he screamed at Kaiba, begging for mercy from someone who had never been given it.
“I’m sorry, Jou. You have no idea how sorry. I knew someday you were going to want answers. We’re more alike than we seem. My parents are dead, but I know who they were and where I came from…”
“I Don’t Want To Know!” Joey insisted. In the back of his mind, his instincts were screaming louder than his voice. There had to be some reason why Kaiba was so worked up over this, why he was trying to ram this down Jou’s throat. What if he was Gozaburo Kaiba’s illegitimate child and had a blood claim to Kaiba Corp? Too weird! But at the moment, with what he had learned of Seto’s past yesterday, Jou could see it as a possibility, horrible as it was. It would explain Seto’s dramatic reaction to the identity of Jou’s natural parents. Joey knew how Seto had reacted when Pegasus had tried to seize control of Kaiba Corp…
“What I found out, it’s too important to wait, Jou. I spent the weekend trying to decide what to do…” Seto continued as if he hadn’t heard Jou’s protest.
“All right! Fine! Spill it!” Joey snapped hotly.
“Maximillion and Cecelia Pegasus are your real parents.” Seto told him.
As Joey started to fade out he remembered that this was exactly how he felt when he found out he’d been adopted in the first in the first place and then he fell to the floor like a ton of bricks.
……….
Joey went down so fast that Seto had no time to react.
“Jou?” He checked the puppy over and other than the small detail of being unconscious Joey seemed to be fine. Seto pulled him up and over his shoulder into a fireman’s carry and laid Jou on his bed.
Seto wanted to stay and watch over him, but he thought it might upset Joey more if he were still here when the blond woke up. They were as alienated from each other now as they had ever been.
“I am sorry, Jou.” Seto whispered and left.
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