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The Night Innocence
Died
By Hideki LaShae
Chapter Two
Seto walks
out into the courtyard with nothing more than a bottle of juice, and he sits
beneath the cherry blossom tree. He closes his eyes as he leans against the
tree trunk, and he quickly drifts to sleep.
Katsuya
walks out into the courtyard and limps towards Seto. He drops a carefully
wrapped sandwich into Seto’s lap before he sits down.
Seto snaps
awake when he feels the sandwich hit him. He looks at the sandwich drowsily.
“You
brought food to my place, didn’t you?” asks Katsuya opening his own sandwich.
“Why would
I do that?” asks Seto.
“Probably
because you saw how poor I am when you brought me home the first time,”
whispers Katsuya, “I bet you went snooping all around my house and saw how
empty the kitchen was. Probably felt sorry for me. I hope you like peanut
butter. I woke up too late to make anything else.”
“Peanut
butter’s actually my favorite sandwich,” says Seto quietly. “I thought you
hated me… why are you sharing your lunch with me?”
“I’m not
hungry, and it’s the only way I can repay you,” says Katsuya, “so eat up.” He
takes a bite of his sandwich and chews it up slowly.
Seto opens
his sandwich and starts to eat it, mildly surprised that the blond boy made the
sandwich exactly the way he likes it with plenty of peanut butter. He finishes
his sandwich as Katsuya takes the last bite of his own. He opens his juice and
takes a drink to rinse the rich peanut taste from his mouth.
Katsuya
finishes his sandwich while staring at the juice in Seto’s hand.
Seto
notices Katsuya’s gaze out of the corner of his eyes. He holds out the bottle
to him. “I’m finished if you want it.”
Katsuya
takes the bottle with a quiet “thank you” and starts to drink the succulent
liquid.
Seto rests
his head against the tree again and closes his eyes, falling easily asleep.
Katsuya
relaxes against the tree and slowly drinks the juice, being able to finish
little more than half before his churning stomach forces him to stop. He places
the bottle cap back on and sets it beside Seto. “You did bring the food, didn’t
you, Kaiba?”
Seto’s hand
slides down from his lap and falls beside Katsuya’s thigh.
“Don’t
touch me, Kaiba!” exclaims Katsuya shoving Seto roughly away from him.
Seto falls
onto his side with a thump as he wakes up. “What are you doing, mutt?”
“I told you
not to touch me!” exclaims Katsuya.
Seto sits
up and wipes his eyes with his hand. “And just why would I be touching you in
my sleep?”
“Sleep? You
fell asleep?”
“What did
you think I was doing?”
Katsuya
turns away and blushes. “You never answered my question.”
“Which
one?”
“Were you
the one who brought all that food to my house?”
“Yes.” Seto
turns away so that Katsuya can’t see the pale, rosy hue creeping to his cheeks.
“Why,
Kaiba?” asks Katsuya.
Seto smirks
as he turns back towards Katsuya. “Every good master feeds his puppy!”
Katsuya
growls at Seto and pushes himself to his feet. “I’m not a dog, and I certainly
don’t belong to you!”
Seto stands
up. “If you don’t behave, mutt, I’ll have to get you a collar and a leash!”
“Try it and
you’ll regret it, bastard!”
“Show some
respect, you filthy mutt!” exclaims Seto.
“Why should
I? Just because you feel sorry for me? You aren’t even worth my time!” exclaims
Katsuya snarling, “You are the worthless mutt, Kaiba! Not me!” He turns and
walks away to find Yugi and Honda sitting with Anzu and Yukimo. He tries not to
limp, but he fails miserably. He sits down beside his friends and tries to get
comfortable. “Hey!”
Yukimo
blushes and releases her grip on Honda’s hand.
“Hey, Jou!”
exclaims Yugi happily.
“You’ve
been spending a lot of time with Kaiba,” says Honda, “What’s up with that? He’s
not hitting on you, is he?”
“Kaiba’s
not gay!” exclaims Katsuya.
Ryou walks
up with Nefertiri clinging to his arm. He sits down at their table and pulls
her into his lap. “Are we talking about Kaiba?”
Nefertiri
blushes at her close proximity to Ryou.
“Yeah. Mr.
Xi-lang insists we be nice to each other and try to get to know each other,”
says Katsuya.
“Why would
anyone want to get to know him?” asks Marie stepping up behind Ryou and
Nefertiri. She stares at Seto as he lifts the bottle of juice beside him and
looks at it curiously.
“Marie…
sit,” says Nefertiri.
Marie
slumps her shoulders and sits down beside Katsuya. She doesn’t glance at him as
he shifts his weight uncomfortably.
“Nefertiri
and Marie came from Egypt. They’re looking for an artifact that was stolen from
one of the tombs,” says Ryou looking at Yugi, “The Scale of Judgment, marked by
the Millennium Eye.”
“Really?”
asks Yugi feeling the inverted pyramid dangling around his neck. He smiles at
the feel of the Millennium Puzzle beneath his fingers.
“I still
can’t believe you told Ryou we were looking for the tomb robber,” says Marie
resting her head on the table, “Our mission’s supposed to be secret.”
“Which is
why neither of us can shut up about it,” giggles Nefertiri.
Seto walks
behind the group of friends carrying the bottle of juice. He heads into the
school and opens the juice. The edges of his lips turn up slightly as he looks
at the rim. He takes a drink while thinking, ‘Consider this an indirect kiss…’
Seto
swallows hard and nearly chokes on the juice. ‘I am not gay,’ he thinks, ‘I
don’t want to be near him, and I certainly don’t want to kiss those succulent
lips… I bet he tastes sweet, like honey… wait a minute, I am not gay!’
With those
thoughts running through his mind, Seto finishes the juice. A tingling
sensation courses through his body as he thinks, ‘He must taste just like this
right now, sweet with sugar only hotter and more tempting… I am not tempted to
kiss him! I’m not gay! But wait… what if he kissed me? He is gay. What if he
decided to repay me back for all I’ve done by pushing me up against the wall
here… pressing his strong body up against mine, rubbing me ever so slightly and
pressing his lips to mine, forcing his sweet tongue into my mouth.’
“Hi,
Kaiba,” says Anzu walking up beside Seto with her group of friends, “Is that a
pen in your pocket or are you happy to see me?”
Seto
glances down to the bulge in his pants that Anzu’s gaze is indicating. His
cheeks redden, and he storms away from them.
Everyone
starts laughing.
“Who’d have
thought Kaiba even had equipment, much less a sex drive?” asks Honda laughing.
Katsuya
sighs as the initial laughter leaves him. “I’m going to go to the classroom.”
“I wonder
who Kaiba was thinking about,” says Yugi.
“Come to
think of it, he did look sort of dumb-struck,” says Ryou.
Katsuya
starts to limp towards the classroom with the others falling in just behind
him.
Everyone
reaches the classroom before the final bell rings. Everyone that is except
Seto.
“Where is
Kaiba?” asks Sensei.
“Probably
in the bathroom jacking off,” says Marie loudly.
The entire
classroom bursts into laughter, except for Katsuya who rests his head on his
desk pretending to be tired.
The door
opens, and Seto enters the classroom.
The
students stop laughing when Seto’s glare passes over them.
Seto moves
to his seat and sits down.
“I would
appreciate it if you would arrive to class on time, Kaiba,” says Sensei, “Would
you like to explain to the class why you were late?”
“I already
told you. He was jacking off,” says Marie.
Seto stands
up quickly and spins to glare at Marie as the rest of the class stifles their
laughter.
Katsuya
slams his fist on his desk and stands abruptly. “Shut it, Marie! Don’t talk
about crap you know nothing about!”
Marie
stands up. “Do you intend to make me?”
Katsuya
turns to look at Marie. “Maybe I do!”
“Why are
you defending that bastard?” shouts Marie.
“Kaiba may
be a jerk, but you’re way out of line!” exclaims Katsuya.
“Sit, boy!
I can handle my own fight!” exclaims Seto casting his glare at Katsuya.
“I’m not
your fucking mutt!” exclaims Katsuya, “Quit treating me like a dog!”
“Only when
you quit acting like one!” exclaims Seto turning his full attention to Katsuya,
“Now obey your master and sit down!”
Katsuya
shoves his desk away and lunges at Seto throwing his fist into the brunet’s
jaw.
Seto’s eyes
widen in shock before his own fist crashes into the side of Katsuya’s head.
“Stop
fighting!” shouts Sensei.
Honda and
Yugi scramble to try pulling Katsuya and Seto apart.
Ryou and
the rest of the boys help Yugi and Honda separate the two fighters.
“Jounouchi!
Kaiba! To the principal’s office! Now!” exclaims Sensei, “And no more
fighting!”
Seto pulls
himself away from Honda and the boys holding him back, and he storms from the
classroom angrily. He hurries down to the principal’s office. He passes the
receptionist without a second thought and bursts through the door into Mr.
Xi-lang’s office.
“Mr.
Kaiba,” says Mr. Xi-lang setting his phone back down on the cradle.
“What’s
more important? Sanity or life?” snaps Seto.
“Life…
definitely life,” says Mr. Xi-lang, “What is going on with you, Mr. Kaiba?”
“I found
out something about Jou… He’s anorexic,” says Seto, “and even though I hate his
guts, I don’t want to see him die like that.” He sits down as his anger drains
away due to his concern for his friend, his puppy. “I’ve been trying to help
him, but we don’t get along. He’s not letting me help, and he’s driving me
nuts!”
Mr.
Xi-lang’s eyes twinkle mischievously. “I think I have a way to help you both.
And maybe you’ll even learn not to hate him so much.”
“I do not
like what you’re thinking,” says Seto sternly.
The door
opens, and Katsuya limps into the office.
“I see your
ankle is getting worse, Mr. Jounouchi,” says Mr. Xi-lang as Katsuya sits down,
“You should see a doctor about that.”
Katsuya
nods and takes a deep breath. He no longer looks angry.
‘I bet it’s
really painful for him walking all the way down here,’ thinks Seto, ‘Let me
help you, Jou!’
“Now… do
you remember me telling you just yesterday that I didn’t want to see you two in
here again?” asks Mr. Xi-lang.
“Yes,” says
Seto.
Katsuya
nods.
“Your
teacher tells me that you two have been fighting again!” exclaims Mr.
Xi-lang, “Do you want to tell me what happened, Mr. Jounouchi?”
“I don’t
know what happened,” says Katsuya shifting in his chair, “One of the new girls
was insulting him, so I stood up to defend him. Her comments were uncalled for.
The next thing I know we were fighting.”
“Mr.
Kaiba?”
“That
sounds about right,” says Seto.
“Be more
specific,” says Mr. Xi-lang.
Katsuya
notices the slight rosy color appear on Seto’s cheeks as his lips tighten
against each other. “Marie told the class he was jacking off in the bathroom.”
Mr.
Xi-lang’s eyes widen as he looks at Seto. “Is that true?”
Seto turns
his eyes away from the principal.
“No, it’s
not,” says Katsuya, “Well… I guess it could be, but Marie wouldn’t have known
because she was with my friends and me during the time she said he was doing
it. She didn’t… she couldn’t have known if it was true or not.”
“And that
was why you stood up to defend him, Mr. Jounouchi?”
“Yes, sir,”
says Katsuya.
“Then how
did you start fighting?”
“I told him
to sit. I can defend myself,” says Seto, “He took it like a dog command and
started…”
“Sensei
said he was cussing,” says Mr. Xi-lang.
“Yeah. He
yelled and cussed,” says Seto, “I ordered him to sit again. That’s when we
started fighting.”
“And who
threw the first punch?”
Katsuya
blushes.
“I did.”
Katsuya
looks at Seto with wide eyes.
“It was
more of a slap to the face though,” says Seto, “out in the courtyard before our
fight in the classroom began. In the room it was Jou.”
“Now… I
don’t think separating you two would actually do any good,” says Mr. Xi-lang
with a wicked smile, “So I have another idea in mind.”
“I don’t
like the sounds of this,” mumbles Katsuya shifting his position and trying not
to let his pain show on his face.
“I’m giving
you two a special homework assignment!” exclaims Mr. Xi-lang pulling a file
folder from his desk, “I had this prepared because I knew your truce wouldn’t
last very long. Inside here is a list of several questions that you have to ask
each other and write a report about… using your own words. I will be the only
one reading these papers, but I will know if you did the one for yourself
instead of the other.”
“You’ve got
to be kidding!” exclaims Katsuya with wide eyes.
“I’m not.
Then I will test you on what you wrote. Also, you will be staying with each
other during this ordeal… either in Mr. Jounouchi’s apartment or Mr. Kaiba’s
mansion,” says Mr. Xi-lang.
“There’s no
way I’m moving in with him!” exclaims Seto with wide eyes, “I have my brother
to care for!”
“Fine… Mr.
Jounouchi will move into your mansion for the next two weeks, Mr. Kaiba, and if
I find out that you are not living beneath the same roof, then you both
will be suspended from school for the rest of the year!” exclaims Mr. Xi-lang.
Katsuya
looks at Seto desperately.
Seto sees
the look in Katsuya’s eyes. “Fine. He can stay with me.”
“Your
assignment is due two weeks from today. You will deliver it to me personally
and then I will test you on it after I have a chance to read them,” says Mr.
Xi-lang, “You are suspended from school for the rest of the day. I suggest you
take this time to move Mr. Jounouchi’s possessions to the mansion.”
Katsuya
takes the file folder from Mr. Xi-lang.
“Get your
books and leave,” says Mr. Xi-lang, “and be nice to each other!”
Seto and
Katsuya stand and head out of the office with the list of questions. They head
back to the classroom slowly.
Katsuya
leans against the wall as his limp only seems to worsen.
“Does it
still hurt?”
“I don’t
know if it will ever stop,” whispers Katsuya.
“I could
carry you,” says Seto quietly.
Katsuya
shakes his head and keeps moving.
Seto steps
in front of Katsuya, keeping his back to the other boy.
“Piggyback
this time?” whispers Katsuya.
Seto nods.
Katsuya
wraps his arms around Seto’s neck from behind, and Seto bends down to lift his
legs from the floor.
Seto
carries Katsuya to the door of their classroom before he sets him down. His
heart sinks at the loss of touch caused by Katsuya removing his arms from his
neck, but he ignores that feeling as Katsuya opens the door for them to enter
the classroom. He follows the attractive blond into the room and down to their
desks.
Yugi looks
up at Katsuya with concerned eyes as Katsuya packs up his books.
“See you
tomorrow, Yugi,” says Katsuya as he limps back to the door with his bag of
books.
Seto
quickly grabs his books and crams them into his bag before following Katsuya
out of the classroom. He closes the door firmly. “Give me your bag. I’ll take
the books out to the car. Then I’ll come back to help you.”
“I’ll be
okay,” says Katsuya as Seto takes the bag from his hand.
“I don’t
believe you.” Seto runs down the halls with the two bags of books.
Katsuya
limps down the hall as quickly as he can. He’s halfway to the door when he
finally collapses to the floor.
The door
ahead opens, and Seto steps inside.
Seto runs
to Katsuya’s side and falls to his knees in front of him. “I told you I didn’t
believe you.”
“I can’t
walk anymore. It hurts too much,” whispers Katsuya.
“Let me
carry you,” whispers Seto.
Katsuya
wraps his arms around Seto’s neck and nods.
Seto lifts
Katsuya and carries him out to his Jaguar parked in front of the school. Then
he sets him down in the passenger’s seat. He hurries to climb into the driver’s
seat. “We’re going to make one stop before your apartment.”
“Where?”
“The
hospital,” says Seto, “so Dr. Takanai can examine you again.”
“Who is Dr.
Takanai?” asks Katsuya.
“The night
you were attacked… I took you to the hospital. Dr. Takanai treated you,” says
Seto, “I thought you remembered some of that.” He starts the engine and drives
away from the school.
Katsuya
remains silent, and he tries to remember that night, but he can’t seem to
remember any more after hearing Seto’s voice amongst his attackers.
“I’m sorry,
Jou,” whispers Seto.
“I… I never
even reported it to the police,” says Katsuya, “I know I should have, but I
didn’t. The thought of what happened to me that night… and who did it… I never
want to love again!”
“I reported
it to the police.”
Katsuya’s
eyes widen. “You… you what?”
“I reported
your assault, and your rape, to the police. I took you to the hospital,” says
Seto, “Don’t you remember?”
“I don’t
know what I remember…” Katsuya starts to cry and hides his face with his hands.
Seto drives
as fast as he can to the hospital while he listens to the sounds of Katsuya
crying in the seat beside him.
‘If I
wasn’t driving I could just reach over and pull him into my arms. Forget what
he said about touching him! He needs to be comforted!’ thinks Seto, ‘He needs
to be held! It would be so easy if only I wasn’t driving! I could hold him and
kiss away his tears! What? Why would I want to kiss him? Even if it is just to
try and comfort him. It’s not like he’s my brother. I would kiss Mokuba’s tears
away when he was hurt or crying, but why would I want to kiss away that…
puppy’s tears? Why do I even care that he’s hurt and crying? I don’t like him.
I don’t hate him, but I don’t like him either. And I’m certainly not gay!’
Katsuya’s
sobs grow louder as Seto parks the car at the hospital.
‘You may
never get a better invitation!’ thinks Seto quickly as he turns the engine off.
He pulls Katsuya into his arms and strokes the blond hair with one hand while
his other caresses the boy’s back. “It’s okay, Jou. No one can hurt you
anymore. No one will ever hurt you again. I promise. It’s okay.”
“I told you
not to touch me,” says Katsuya in between sobs, but he doesn’t push Seto away.
“I decided
to take a chance that this was what you needed,” says Seto squeezing Katsuya in
his arms and resting his cheek against the top of Katsuya’s head and moving his
arms to rub Katsuya’s back softly.
Katsuya
cries into Seto’s shoulder. His mind suddenly races back to the night his
innocence died.
~Katsuya’s Memory~
I grabbed
the wrist of the man raping me.
“What are
you doing, worthless mutt?” came a voice I know all too well… my classmate, my
rival… Seto Kaiba!
~End Memory~
“I
shouldn’t let you this close to me! Not after what you’ve done,” chokes
Katsuya, “but I can’t help these mixed feelings I have!”
‘Mixed
feelings? Does that mean he likes me? Am I the crush he told Mrs. Iroki about?’
thinks Seto. “Mixed feelings?”
Katsuya
pushes Seto away and wipes his eyes. “Where are we?”
Seto looks
around. “The hospital. You stay here, and I’ll go get a wheelchair for you,
Jou.”
Katsuya
nods.
Seto
ignores the little voice inside his head whispering for him to kiss Katsuya,
and he grabs the keys as he climbs from the car. He hurries into the building.
Katsuya
wipes his tears away and sighs. ‘I know he raped me, but he brought me to the
hospital. He reported his cohorts to the police… he probably even got them off
or else they’re really pissed off at him. I hate him, and I love him, and I
wish he would have kissed me!’
The door
opens, and Katsuya jumps. He blushes as Seto lifts him out of the car and
lowers him into a wheelchair.
“So what
did you tell them?” asks Katsuya.
“Uh… what
are we talking about?”
“When you
brought me here the night of my attack… what did you tell the doctors? What did
you tell the police?” asks Katsuya as Seto closes the car door.
“I told the
doctor you had head injuries and had been raped,” says Seto pushing Katsuya towards
the hospital entrance, “I told the police everything I knew. If it is any
consolation for you, your attackers all confessed and have pleaded guilty. They
will be serving fifteen to thirty for their crimes against you.”
“All
of them?” asks Katsuya.
Seto
chuckles. “What do you think?”
Katsuya
hangs his head as Seto pushes him into the hospital.
A tall man
walks up to Seto and Katsuya, and he smiles. “Nice to see you awake this time,
Jou. I am Dr. Takanai. I treated you last time.”
“Hello,
doc,” says Katsuya.
“Mr. Kaiba
tells me that you are still in pain. I’d like to examine you again if you don’t
mind,” says Dr. Takanai.
Katsuya
glances towards Seto. “He waits here.”
Seto nods
and moves over to a chair in the waiting room.
Dr. Takanai
pushes Katsuya away to examine him. “Kaiba told me you two aren’t friends.”
“No… try
enemies,” says Katsuya, “We hate each other. We’re always fighting.”
“Yet he was
still really worried about you,” says Dr. Takanai, “He called me yesterday
because he was concerned about your limp. Have you been taking anything for the
pain?”
“No… I
didn’t have anything to take,” says Katsuya getting embarrassed.
“Will you
be able to undress by yourself or will you need help?” asks Dr. Takanai.
Katsuya
pushes himself to his feet and stables himself. “I think I can manage.”
Dr. Takanai
passes a hospital gown to Katsuya. “I’ll be back soon. If you end up needing
help, you can call for the nurse. Either a nurse or, if you prefer, Kaiba could
come to help you.”
“I don’t
want Kaiba to see me like this,” says Katsuya pulling himself onto the
examination table.
“All
right,” says Dr. Takanai walking out and closing the door.
Katsuya
takes off his clothes and pulls the gown on, opting to leave the back untied.
He doesn’t wait very long before Dr. Takanai returns.
“Now… let’s
see what we can do for you,” says Dr. Takanai.
“Was Kaiba
really worried about me?”
“From what
I could tell, yes,” says Dr. Takanai, “He asked about your injury first. He was
worried that maybe he had taken you from the hospital too soon. He wanted to
know how to combat your pain, so I told him you should take extra-strength
aspirin.”
“The nurse
at school gave me some of that yesterday,” says Katsuya “It didn’t seem to
help, and I don’t have anything at home to take.”
“Yes. That
was how he explained your malnutrition,” says Dr. Takanai, “He was rather
concerned with how much you might be able to eat now as well.”
Katsuya
closes his eyes as Dr. Takanai examines his body. “Did you tell him everything
about me?”
“What
exactly did you want to know if I told him?”
“I didn’t
want him to know that I’m not eating. I… just didn’t want him to know,” says
Katsuya, “A… A-about my attack… what did you find out?”
“There was
DNA from three men found,” says Dr. Takanai, and he starts in on his detailed
report of his findings while continuing to examine Katsuya’s body.
* * *
Dr. Takanai
pushes Katsuya’s wheelchair out to the waiting room.
Seto sits
impatiently, staring off into space and fidgeting with the pages of a magazine.
Katsuya
looks at Seto and smiles when he sees him acting so impatient.
Seto
glances towards the door expecting to see a nurse and some other patient, so it
takes him a moment to realize these two people are the one’s he’s waiting for.
He stands up quickly, dropping the magazine to the floor, and he rushes over to
Katsuya and Dr. Takanai. “What’s wrong?”
“He has a
slight infection,” says Dr. Takanai, “I recommend putting him on bed rest for a
couple of days, and I have given him some prescriptions… one of which is an
ointment he’ll need assistance applying.”
“Thank you,
Dr. Takanai,” says Seto.
“You’re
free to go now, Jou,” says Dr. Takanai with a smile.
Katsuya
stands up slowly. He leans into Seto’s chest and whispers, “Let’s go.”
“To the
pharmacy first,” says Seto wrapping his arm around Katsuya’s back. He guides
Katsuya to the hospital’s pharmacy.
Katsuya
passes the prescription slips to the pharmacist.
“It will be
about ten minutes,” says the pharmacist.
Seto guides
Katsuya over to a chair so that the blond can sit down. “You haven’t said a
word. Is something wrong?”
“Why are
you doing all this for me?”
‘Because I
want you!’ thinks Seto. “I want you to be well.”
“I want to
sleep forever,” whispers Katsuya.
“I can’t
let you,” whispers Seto.
Katsuya
looks at Seto. His confusion shines in his honey-brown eyes.
Seto’s
handsome blue eyes stare adamantly into Katsuya’s eyes and express his concerns
better than any words.
Katsuya
doesn’t say anymore, and Seto doesn’t ask. A little more than an hour later,
Seto carries Katsuya into his apartment.
“It won’t
take me long to get my things. I’ll have to write a note for my dad too,” says
Katsuya, “Not like he’d read it.”
“Do you
need help?” asks Seto.
“No…”
“Would you
mind if I went to speak to Mrs. Iroki? We should tell her that you’ll be
staying with me for awhile,” says Seto.
Katsuya
smiles and nods. “Go on.”
Seto heads
out of the apartment. He knocks gingerly on Mrs. Iroki’s door.
Mrs. Iroki
opens her door with a smile. “Oh, hello, Seto, dear. It’s rather early. Did
something happen to Jou?”
“Well… we
got into a fight at school and were kicked out for the rest of the day. The
principal demands we live together for a few weeks so we can work out our
differences,” says Seto, “Could I come in? I would like to speak to you.”
“Oh, yes!”
Mrs. Iroki steps aside so Seto could step into her apartment. She closes the
door.
“How did
your son know he was gay?” blurts Seto so quickly that Mrs. Iroki barely hears
it.
“I think
Eikiji always knew. He was never attracted to the woman’s anatomy. Why do you
ask?” replies Mrs. Iroki.
“Jou… he’s…
hmph…”
“What?”
“Golden
rays of sunshine reflecting off the autumn leaves,” says Seto with a lustful
sigh.
“Oh, my!
Jou’s changing your outlook on life! But you said you liked girls!” exclaims
Mrs. Iroki.
~Seto’s Memory~
“Oh, let me
help you with that, dear,” said a gentle, feminine voice emerging from the
apartment behind me.
I held Jou
in my arms and backed away from the door with him. I looked at the seventy-plus
woman. “Who are you?”
“I’m Mrs.
Iroki, Jou’s neighbor,” said the gray-haired woman unlocking the door to Jou’s
apartment and placing the key into my hand. “It’s so nice of you to bring Jou
home like this. I was beginning to wonder if he would ever find a boyfriend.”
“Boyfriend?
I’m not his…”
“Oh? Are
you just a friend then? I’m sorry. I just assumed that since you were carrying
him and bringing him home so early that you didn’t want his father to know
you’d been having sex,” said Mrs. Iroki, “I’m sorry.”
“I happen
to be a virgin,” I said, “and I didn’t know Jou was gay.”
“Well, Jou
doesn’t like to tell too many people that, not even his closest friends. He’s
afraid they wouldn’t quite understand,” said Mrs. Iroki reaching out to brush a
stray blond hair away from Jou’s closed eyes, “He’s such a loving boy.”
“I love you
too,” mumbled Katsuya.
“Do you
have a moment, Mrs. Iroki? I would like to buy you a cup of coffee so we could
talk some more,” I said.
Mrs. Iroki
smiled. “I would like that.”
“Wait here.
I’m going to put Jou to bed,” I said.
“Be sure to
kiss him good night when you tuck your boyfriend in… oh, I’m sorry! You said
you weren’t his boyfriend,” said Mrs. Iroki, “Old age, you see… you tend to
forget things.” She opened the door for me.
I carried
Jou into the apartment and into his bedroom. I laid his sleeping body gently on
the mattress and pulled the blanket around him. I gave him a small kiss on the
forehead. ‘I am not gay. This is only to please the woman.’
I dropped
Jou’s possessions beside his book bag and hurried out to where Mrs. Iroki
waited. I closed the door. “Is there a coffee shop nearby?”
“Not for
several blocks,” said Mrs. Iroki.
“We’ll take
my car,” I said leading her downstairs, “So… if Jou didn’t even tell his close
friends that he’s gay, how do you know?”
“His own
father doesn’t even know about his preference,” said Mrs. Iroki, “but I had let
it slip once that my youngest son was gay. So Jou came to me about six months
ago, and he told me his secret because he knew I wouldn’t judge him. He wanted
some advice.”
“What kind
of advice?”
“He wanted
to have some ideas for how to win the man of his dreams,” said Mrs. Iroki
sighing, “Such a sweet boy. I told him how my son, Eikiji, had won the heart of
his current boyfriend. He hoped he could use some of those ideas to attract a
special young man he has his eyes on, and such handsome eyes they are, don’t
you think?”
“Muddy
brown does nothing for me,” I said, but I blushed.
“I think
they look more like the golden rays of sunlight reflecting off the autumn
leaves.”
“So… what
do you know about Jou’s crush? Does he also like men?” I asked.
“Jou
doesn’t know his crush’s preference, I’m afraid,” said Mrs. Iroki, “All he’s
told me is that his crush is tall, dark, and handsome with the most beautiful
eyes that could make you go weak in the knees. That’s why I thought it was
you.”
~End Memory~
“I… thought
I did. I’ve never really been attracted to anyone, and then suddenly, here I
am… helping the one person who I thought I hated above all else,” says Seto, “I
know I don’t hate Jou, and I know… I… I’m unsure. I’ve never been unsure
before, Mrs. Iroki. I’ve always known what to do. I’ve always known what I feel
and who I am. But now, Jou is confusing everything. I thought I liked girls,
but now I don’t know.”
“Jou is
very special,” says Mrs. Iroki patting Seto’s shoulder lightly, “and very
kind-hearted. Please don’t break his heart again.”
“Again?
I’ve never broken his heart!” Seto’s eyes widen. “What did he tell you?”
“He told me
everything about the night before we met,” says Mrs. Iroki, “Please… don’t hurt
him like that again!”
“I don’t
want to hurt Jou! I don’t want to see him in pain anymore!” exclaims Seto. He
clenches his eyes closed, and his hands tighten into fists.
Mrs. Iroki
smiles.
Katsuya
walks into the apartment with a bag slung over his shoulder. “I’m ready to go,
Kaiba.”
Seto turns
towards Katsuya and nods his head. “Let’s go then.”
“Behave
yourselves boys,” says Mrs. Iroki winking at Katsuya.
Katsuya smiles
at Mrs. Iroki before he leads Seto out of the apartment. He blushes as he looks
at the stairs. “Piggy back?”
Seto smirks
at Katsuya and nods.
Katsuya
climbs onto Seto’s back, and Seto carefully descends the stairs with him on his
back and his arms wrapped around his neck.
‘It’s nice
having him close to me,’ thinks Seto, ‘I wonder if he feels the same.’
Katsuya
nuzzles Seto’s neck and closes his eyes, pretending to be asleep while he
searches Seto’s neck to find the spot where his rich scented cologne is the
strongest. He finds it and inhales deeply. ‘He smells so good…’
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