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Lace
By
Hideki LaShae
Chapter Twenty-five
“That was
some really great food,” says Jounouchi rubbing his full stomach as he walks
into the master bedroom.
“I would
hope so. This is a five star hotel,” says Seto, “If the food wasn’t good, I
would have to complain.” He opens his suitcase on the bed and pulls out a
present that he sets on the bed.
“So how
long are we staying in Tokyo?” asks Jounouchi walking over to his luggage and
placing his suitcase on the bed in order to open it. He unpacks his clothes
into the dresser and places his make-up kit on top.
“We’ll be
flying back by plane on Sunday afternoon,” says Seto.
Jounouchi
pulls his wig off his head and sets it on the dresser.
“Shalara
insisted I give you this present tonight,” says Seto, “She couldn’t come with
us, but she wanted you to have something special for your birthday. I don’t
know what it is.”
Jounouchi
turns towards Seto. He smiles. “Shalara got me a present?”
“Yes. She
really likes you,” says Seto.
Jounouchi
removes his suitcase from the bed and sits down beside the present. He lifts it
into his lap and opens it quickly. He blushes as he pulls out the sexy
nightgown, and he quickly places it back in the box. “I’ll go slip into this,
and then you can see it!”
Seto
smiles. “That’s fine. Would you like to open my present tonight, Kat?”
“Only if it
isn’t safe for the eyes of our little siblings,” says Jounouchi taking his box
into the adjacent bathroom.
Seto
unpacks his clothes into the dresser and puts the empty suitcases into the
closet. Then he starts to remove his clothing in preparation for bed.
Jounouchi
steps out of the bathroom with a blush on his cheeks. “Seto, what do you think
of my new night clothes?”
Seto looks
towards Jounouchi as he drops his pants to the floor. His cock erects and
hardens visibly. “Nice.”
Jounouchi
wears a see-through white lace robe over a blue satin gown.
Seto kicks
off his pants to stand completely nude before his lover. “Very nice indeed.”
Jounouchi
slips off the robe so that Seto can see his gown more clearly. The gown itself
is sleeveless, and it has white lace accents going around the bottom hem as
well as thick lace strips traversing down his sides over both hips, playing
peek-a-boo with the soft flesh beneath. He wears comfortable blue slippers in
the same shade as the robe, and he doesn’t make a sound as he steps up in front
of Seto. He gently fingers Seto’s arousal. “I take it then that you’re pleased
with my present?”
“I’ll need
to send Shalara a thank-you note when we get home,” says Seto, “You’re
beautiful, puppy.”
“You always
think I’m beautiful.”
“It’s
always true.”
“Do you
want some help or should we just go to sleep?” asks Jounouchi.
“Maybe…
under the current circumstances we should just rest. We have a long day ahead
of us tomorrow,” says Seto glancing at the clock, “I mean later today.”
Jounouchi
kisses Seto passionately before heading around to his side of the bed and
placing his robe on the nightstand. He sits down and kicks off his slippers
before lying down in bed and pulling the blankets over him.
Seto climbs
into bed and pulls Jounouchi to his side. “Sleep well, puppy.”
“Same to
you, Seto,” whispers Jounouchi closing his eyes and cuddling close to his
lover.
* * *
After
breakfast in the hotel restaurant, everyone gathers in Jounouchi’s suite with
the presents for the blond.
Jounouchi
sits down on the couch wearing a red baby-doll tee that shows off his stomach
and a green knee-length skirt beneath his black crocheted sweater and black
lace skirt. He wears a pair of black crocheted gloves, knee-high white socks,
and black Mary-Jane’s. A silver rope necklace winds around his neck.
“Hey, I
have an idea! Let’s play a game!” exclaims Mokuba with a mischievous glint in
his eye, “And then when we’re done, Kat can open her presents.”
“I don’t
like that look, Mokuba. What kind of game are you suggesting?” asks Seto.
“Well, I
know you packed the deck that you made up to play Truth or Dare with Kat,” says
Mokuba, “So I was thinking we could use that. We’d go around in circles drawing
a card. When someone draws a monster with attack points greater than those of
its defense, that person asks everyone a question. When someone draws a monster
with defense points greater than its attack, their lover asks them a question
instead. When someone draws a Magic card, they dare everyone to do something.
When someone draws a Trap card, their lover dares them to do something. The
thing is, everything has to be of a sexual nature.”
Several of
the members of the group blush.
“No way!”
exclaims Jounouchi.
“Why not?”
asks Shizuka, “Although it sounds embarrassing, it could be fun.”
“No. I said
no and I mean no,” says Jounouchi, “I will not play a game of Sexual Truth or
Dare with my siblings present. Mokuba, Shizuka… if the two of you weren’t
present, I might be convinced to play that game, but you are my brother and
sister… I will not be part of your deflowering.”
Shizuka
blinks a few times as she tries to understand Jounouchi’s words. “You mean… you
don’t want to be in the room with us when someone gives the dare for everyone
to strip.”
Seto’s eyes
narrow into a glare.
“Oh… okay,”
says Mokuba, “Maybe a different game then.”
“Well
then,” says Yugi, “How about a game of Sexual War of Truth?”
“What?”
asks Isis, “I’ve never heard of that game before.”
“Have you
ever played a card game called War?” asks Yugi. He continues when Isis nods,
“Well, when you play Sexual War, you can do it in one of two ways. War of Truth
or War of Dare. The winner of the hand poses a sexual question if you’re
playing Truth, or he/she poses a sexual task if you’re playing Dare.”
“I still
don’t think I find that acceptable given the current audience,” says Seto
quietly so that only Jounouchi can hear him.
“No!
Nothing sexual!” exclaims Jounouchi, “If we want to play a game, it can’t be
sexual anything.”
“You’re no
fun today, Kat,” says Malik.
“I’m not
trying to ruin anyone’s fun, but there are just some things that brothers and
sisters shouldn’t know about each other,” says Jounouchi.
“Besides,
even if he wanted to play, I would have to stop the game,” says Seto, “How
about a standard game of War?”
“That
sounds like a good idea,” says Ryou, “Less potential for disaster anyway.”
“Yes, and
let’s play in teams of two!” adds Mai, “We can all pair up with our significant
other.”
“Everyone
in?” asks Anzu, “I brought a deck of cards.”
Everyone
nods his or her head.
“I have a
deck too,” says Jounouchi, “We’ll combine them so we get larger stacks and
better chances of making the game last.” He grabs his green handbag from the
side table and pulls out a deck of cards. He passes it to Anzu so she can
shuffle it into her deck of cards.
“Okay,
everyone sit down with their partner,” says Ryou moving to sit on the floor in
front of Yugi and leaning back so his boyfriend’s legs go on either side of
him.
Isis
blushes slightly as she fills the space in between Mai’s parted legs.
“So how
long have you two ladies been dating?” asks Seto wrapping his arm around
Jounouchi.
“Just since
Christmas,” says Mai stroking Isis’s black hair.
Shizuka
sits down on the floor in front of Mokuba.
“Come here,
Malik,” says Otogi spreading his legs invitingly.
Malik
blushes as he moves to sit on the floor and lean back against Otogi’s chair.
“Why do you love to embarrass me so much?”
“Because
you’re cute.” Otogi kisses Malik’s cheek.
“I guess I’ll
team up with Rishid,” says Anzu moving to sit in front of him, “This does not
mean I’m your lover though!”
“I wouldn’t
think it did,” says Rishid.
Anzu deals
out all the cards. “Okay, starting with the birthday girl…”
Jounouchi
flips the top card from his and Seto’s pile to reveal the Five of Clubs.
Ryou flips
up the Eight of Diamonds. “Eight beats five. Sorry, Kat.”
Isis flips
the Eight of Clubs. “Another eight.”
Shizuka
flips the Two of Spades. “Stupid two.”
Malik flips
a Six of Clubs. “Well, we lose, Otogi.”
Anzu flips
her card. “Jack of Clubs. Our win, Rishid.”
Rishid
whispers into Anzu’s ear.
Anzu smiles
and blushes a delicate shade of pink.
“Okay, next
hand!”
Five cards
flip over quickly.
“Seven
Clubs,” says Seto.
“Six
Clubs,” says Yugi.
“King
Diamonds,” says Mai.
“King
Spades,” says Shizuka.
“Four
Diamonds,” says Otogi.
“Six
Hearts,” says Rishid.
“Okay, we
need a tie-breaker between teams Mai and Mokuba,” says Yugi.
Isis and
Shizuka flip cards.
“Ten of
Clubs for Mai-Isis, and Nine of Diamonds for Mokuba-Shizuka,” says Malik,
“Winner, the ladies!”
The game
continues for almost a half hour before everyone gets tired of it.
“So, Kat,
who was your first crush?” asks Mai smiling at the other blond.
Jounouchi
blushes. “My first crush was on a girl named Kiki. I knew her when I lived in
Kyoto.”
“That
wouldn’t be Hotari Kiki by any chance would it?” asks Shizuka.
“Yeah!”
exclaims Jounouchi, “You know her?”
“She’s my
best female friend!” exclaims Shizuka smiling, “She had a crush on you too.
Still does actually.”
“Too bad
for her, I’m already taken,” says Jounouchi glancing sideways at Seto.
Seto smiles
and squeezes Jounouchi tighter against his side.
“What about
you, Mai?” asks Jounouchi.
Mai sighs
wistfully. “My first crush was my teacher, Nanase-Sensei. It was my first year
of Junior High, and she was just sexy as hell!”
“Who was
your first crush, Kaiba?” asks Rishid.
“Remus
Black,” says Seto, “He was the son of one of my stepfather’s business
associates.”
“Yeah, he’s
very cute. I met him at a charity function,” says Jounouchi. “Luckily for him,
he’s engaged to another cute guy, so I don’t have to worry about him going
after my boyfriend!”
“Yugi?”
asks Otogi, “What about you?”
“My first
crush was a kid I played with when I was an infant and toddler,” says Yugi
blushing, “I don’t know his name, but I called him Koko.”
“Well, our
little Yugi was just a player when he was little!” exclaims Mai giggling, “Was
he cute?”
Yugi’s
blush reddens. “I thought so at the time. What about you, Ryou? Who was your
first crush?”
“I guess
you could say my first crush was my little sister,” says Ryou looking at the
floor, “When she died… that’s when Reila was first born inside of me, although
it took a few years before anyone in the world actually met Reila.”
“I’m sorry,
Ryou. I didn’t know,” says Yugi, and everyone sends the white haired boy
apologetic looks.
Ryou shakes
his head and sends a smile at the group. “It’s okay. I just miss my little
sister. I loved her very much. She was the first girl I could ever talk to.”
After a
moment of silence, Isis speaks up. “My first crush is Mai.”
“Me? Your
first?” asks Mai blinking her violet eyes rapidly. A blush taints her cheeks.
“You know
that I grew up beneath the desert sands. There was no one there for me to get a
crush on who was not related to me,” explains Isis, “and after I left that life
behind… I had too much to worry about to even bother with things like love. But
the events at Battle City left me open to develop feelings for others, and I
quickly found myself attracted to Mai.”
“Well, then
I’m doubly glad I put the moves on you, Isis!” exclaims Mai stroking her
lover’s hair.
Mokuba and
Shizuka look at each other for a second.
“My first
crush was Utada Hikaru, the famous singer,” says Mokuba.
“My first
crush is my best, best friend,” says Shizuka standing up and pulling out her
wallet from her pants pocket, “Renji Koichi. We weren’t friends at the time,
and he didn’t enjoy being seen with a girl, even if I was very tomboyish.” She
pulls out a picture and passes it around so everyone can see the brown haired
boy with the long braid and the brown haired boy with the short spikes in his
hair. “So he helped me develop my personality as Kashi. We became close
friends, and I grew out of my attraction to Koichi. I love him like a brother
now, but I am over wanting anything from him.”
“My first
crush was my motorcycle!” exclaims Malik.
“What about
human crushes!” says Anzu giggling.
“Oh… Ryou
then,” says Malik, “although Reila does nothing for me.”
“My first
crush was a girl in my pre-school. She slapped me when I tried to kiss her, and
I haven’t liked girls since,” says Otogi, “Her name was Satomi Maki.”
“My first
crush was actually our sweet little Yugi,” says Anzu, “but with him being gay,
there was no chance of anything happening there!”
“My first
crush was a woman I used to see in my dreams,” says Rishid, “She always wore
white Egyptian clothing, and her hair was blue. Her name was Kisara.”
“Who was
your first kiss?” asks Isis.
“I kissed
Kiki on the cheek once,” says Jounouchi, “but my first kiss on the lips was
with Seto.”
“Aw, how
sweet!” exclaims Shizuka, “My first kiss was Koichi. Complete and total
accident. I tripped and fell on him, and our lips locked. It was so weird! My
second kiss was much better!” She looks back at Mokuba with pink cheeks.
“My first
kiss was with Shalara,” says Seto, “She was my girlfriend at the time, but now
she’s just one of my closest friends.”
“So you
used to be straight, or at least bisexual?” asks Otogi.
“I’ve
always been gay. Shalara’s a cross dresser,” says Seto.
“My first
kiss was with a Spanish boy who was in my dance class one summer,” says Anzu,
“His name was Angelo Espinosa.”
“Mine was
Koko! It was the last thing we ever did before his parents got disgusted and
moved him away from me!” exclaims Yugi.
“My first
kiss was with Shizuka,” says Mokuba.
“Mine was
taken by a girl who had a crush on me. I never did learn her name,” says Otogi.
“My first
kiss was with Erin O’Riley,” says Ryou, “Back in England.”
“My first
was with that cute boy in the year below us. The one with the purple streaks
and glasses,” says Malik.
“I haven’t
had my first kiss yet,” says Rishid with reddening cheeks.
“My first
kiss was with one of the museum’s workers. Heiji Tira,” says Isis, “She snuck
up on me.”
“My first
kiss was with a boy at a friend’s party when I was fourteen. We were playing
spin the bottle,” says Mai, “His name was Li Ping.”
“Okay. We
should probably call it time for Kat to open her gifts,” says Yugi.
“Then we
can have lunch,” says Shizuka.
“Who would
like their present to be the first one opened?” asks Jounouchi looking around
at everyone.
“Open this
one first,” says Seto passing an unwrapped box to Jounouchi.
“Damn,
Seto! Too cheap to use wrapping paper?” Jounouchi smiles and takes the box. He
lifts the lid and pulls out two stuffed animals, a Red-Eyes Black Dragon and a
Blue-Eyes White Dragon. He cuddles them to his chest. “Thank you, Seto!”
“They
aren’t from me. The box was unwrapped because I couldn’t get the paper that had
been on it off nicely. That was from Honda,” says Seto.
Jounouchi
hurls the toys away from himself quickly. “What the fuck…?”
“It’s his
way of apologizing and accepting that you and I are together. He’s letting you
go,” says Seto.
“I can’t
forgive him…”
“I’m not
asking you to,” says Seto, “I’m simply telling you what we talked about last
night. What you do now is up to you. I’m still waiting for you to give the word
for me to have him killed for what he did.”
“I don’t
want him dead… maybe beat up, but not dead,” says Jounouchi.
“Here, open
my present next!” exclaims Shizuka tossing Jounouchi a flat, square package.
Jounouchi
pulls off the paper and reads the Red-Eyes Black Dragon shaped birthday card
before passing it around for everyone to see it. He unfolds the matching
poster. “Wow! I love it! Thanks!”
“And for my
beloved older sister,” says Shizuka passing another present to Jounouchi.
“You didn’t
have to…”
“Shut up
and open the gift!”
Jounouchi
opens the package and pulls out a silver charm bracelet decorated with little
charms that look like duel monster dragons. He smiles. “Oh, my Gods, this is a
Red-Eyes Dragon Chick charm!”
“And
there’s a Blue-Eyes baby dragon on there too!” exclaims Shizuka.
“Oh,” Jounouchi
coos as he sees the baby Blue-Eyes White Dragon charm on the bracelet, “It’s so
adorable! It even has a superior smirk on its young face already! This is what
our babies would look like, Seto!”
“Yes,” says
Seto wrapping his arm around Jounouchi’s waist and pulling him close to his
chest, “I’m sure you’re right.”
Jounouchi
holds the bracelet out to Seto. “Put it on for me, please.”
Seto takes
the bracelet and wraps it around the offered wrist. Then he kisses Jounouchi’s
wrist. “It’s beautiful.”
“Thank you
so much, Shizuka!” exclaims Jounouchi.
Mai passes
a card envelope to Jounouchi. “I hope you like it. I went to an awful lot of
trouble to get that for you!”
Jounouchi
opens the envelope and pulls out the card. He reads the poem on the outside and
opens it. He gasps when he sees the duel monsters card slid into the small
pouch on the card designated for money. “Harpie’s Pet Dragon!”
“I had to
go all the way to America to purchase that card for you! No one around here
wanted to give up a dragon,” says Mai, “Me included, so I still have mine.”
“Thank you,
Mai!” exclaims Jounouchi, “I promise to make you proud with this card!”
“You’d
better!” laughs Mai.
“Mine
next!” exclaims Ryou passing a gift to Jounouchi.
Jounouchi
grins as he pulls off the paper and looks at the cover of the book.
“The
Dragons of Duel Monsters?” asks Seto raising an eyebrow.
“It’s sort
of an art book for all the dragons, but there’s information in there too,” says
Ryou, “Like what type of magic and trap cards would go well with a certain
dragon card.”
Jounouchi’s
eyes tear up, and he crawls over to pull Ryou into an embrace. “Thank you!
Thank you, Ryou! It’s wonderful!”
“Here, Kat!” exclaims Mokuba
tossing a package into Jounouchi’s lap as he embraces Ryou, “Open that one
next!”
Jounouchi
turns around and lean backwards into Ryou’s embrace as he opens the present
from Mokuba. He pulls out the cell phone. “What is this?”
“It’s the
new phone from Apple, the makers of the I-pod. It’s not out on the market yet,
but we managed to get you one for your birthday. It does everything an I-pod
will do, plus take pictures, records movies, and is an actual phone!” exclaims
Mokuba.
“Thanks,
Mokuba! This is awesome!” exclaims Jounouchi.
“Here,”
says Anzu handing over a small gift bag.
Jounouchi
opens the bag and pulls out a box. He opens the box.
“I noticed
that you had your ears pierced, so when I saw those earrings, I knew I had to
get them for you!” exclaims Anzu.
“Red-Eyes
Black Dragon earrings,” says Jounouchi in a hushed whisper.
Rishid
passes a present to Jounouchi. “From the Ishtar family.”
Jounouchi
opens his gift. “An ankh necklace!”
“Mine
next!” exclaims Otogi passing Jounouchi a box.
Jounouchi
lifts the lid of the box and looks inside. His cheeks turn bright red. “What
the fuck!”
“Well… you
have a boyfriend now. You might want to use them!” exclaims Otogi.
“No fucking
way! You pervert!” exclaims Jounouchi putting the lid back on the box.
Seto raises
an eyebrow and glares at Otogi. “What did you give my girlfriend?”
“They’re
only dice!” exclaims Otogi, “They’re just designed for sexual play though! It’s
no big deal!”
“You’re
giving my girlfriend sex toys, and you don’t see a problem with that?” asks
Seto.
“Here,
Jounouchi,” says Yugi passing a box to the blond.
Seto glares
at Otogi. “We will continue this conversation later, freak!”
“Of course,
jerk-face!” exclaims Otogi.
Jounouchi
opens his present and looks at the deck storage box with his favorite dragon
decorating it. “Thank you, Yugi!”
Yugi hugs
Jounouchi before pushing him away from Ryou. “Go back to cuddle with your own
boyfriend now! I’ve let you borrow mine long enough!”
Jounouchi
laughs as he crawls over to Seto.
“Yes. It is
time I give my girlfriend her birthday present after all,” says Seto.
“Present? I
thought my gift was this concert trip!” exclaims Jounouchi.
“That’s not
your only gift,” says Seto pulling a small jewelry box from his pocket, “and I
didn’t want to waste time wrapping it.”
Jounouchi
opens the box. “A circle pendant!”
“Oh, lovely!
Every woman should have one of those in her jewelry collection!” exclaims Anzu.
“Okay, last
present,” says Mokuba passing a gift bag to Jounouchi, “For my beloved older
sister.”
Jounouchi
pulls a perfume bottle from the bag. His eyes fill with tears that slide down
his cheeks. “Thank you, everyone! Thank you for making this the best birthday
I’ve ever had!”
Shizuka
stands. “I’ll order lunch. Seto, will you take Kat to freshen up a bit?”
Seto stands
up and pulls Jounouchi to his feet before lifting him up in his arms. He
carries the blond into their bedroom. “Are you all right, puppy?”
“I’m just a
little emotional is all,” says Jounouchi wiping his eyes, “Will you hold me for
awhile?”
“You didn’t
even need to ask,” says Seto laying Jounouchi onto the bed before sliding on
beside him.
* * *
Jounouchi
steps out of the limousine at the concert hall wearing a gold miniskirt with a
gold tube top that has crystal inlaid chains extending from the top up to a
gold collar around his neck. He wears gold palm gloves and pumps. His white
gold necklace with the hanging pearl dangles around his neck, and the crystal
tiara adorns his blond hair with crystal-beaded mini-braids.
Seto wraps
his arm around Jounouchi’s waist. He wears a pair of simple well-worn black
leather pants with a vintage T-shirt and black leather jacket. “Are you cold,
Kat?”
“I’m too
excited to be cold!” exclaims Jounouchi nearly jumping up and down on the spot.
The rest of
the group climbs out of the limo, and they all head inside together. They make
their way up to their front row seats and sit down to chat and wait for the
opening band to start playing.
* * *
“Because
tonight, tonight, tonight… We’re gonna make it right! Tonight, tonight,
tonight,” sings the man on stage as the crowd goes wild and sings along.
Jounouchi
wraps his arms around Seto and pulls him into a kiss. He turns to watch the
concert again after several long moments of kissing his boyfriend.
“‘Cause I
can’t dance, I can't talk.
Only thing about me is the way I walk. I can't dance, I can't sing. I'm just
standing here selling. Oh, I'm checking everything is in place. You never know
who's looking on…”
“This music is very nice,” says
Seto, “Thank you for sharing it with me, Kat!”
“You’re welcome, Seto. I can’t think
of anyone else I would rather be here with right now,” says Jounouchi, “I love
doing things like this with you!”
Seto waits for a particularly loud
part of Land of Confusion before he whispers, “I love you, Kat.” He smiles when
he realizes Jounouchi didn’t hear him and he times his next phrase perfectly
with the line from the band, “Need I say I love you?”
After seven songs, and one encore,
Genesis ends the concert with, “Listen. You know I love you, but I just can't
take this. You know I love you, but I'm playing for keeps. Although I need you,
I'm not gonna make this. You know I want to, but I'm in too deep. So listen,
listen to me. Oh you must believe me. I can feel your eyes go thru me. But I
don't know why…”
Seto guides everyone off while the
band says their thanks and good nights to the audience. He leads them backstage
and through a security checkpoint. By the time he guides his group of friends
into the dressing room, Genesis already sits there relaxing.
“Happy birthday!” everyone exclaims
as Seto and Jounouchi lead the group inside.
“Oh, sorry. I thought you said you
were bringing your boyfriend, Seto,” says the lead singer, Phil Collins,
walking over to shake Seto’s hand, “Not a girlfriend. You mentioned he was our
biggest fan here in Japan. We were looking forward to meeting him. Did you two
have a fight?”
“No. As a matter of fact…”
“He did bring his boyfriend,” says
Jounouchi, “Hi, I’m Jounouchi Katsuya…”
“A pleasure to meet you,” says Phil
taking Jounouchi’s hand and shaking it, “I must say, you’re a lot prettier in
real life than your pictures make you out to be.”
Jounouchi blushes.
“Please don’t make my girlfriend
blush,” says Seto, “That’s my job!”
“Come on in. Make yourselves
comfortable, everyone!” exclaims Phil, “The birthday cake should be arriving
any minute!”
“Cake?” asks Jounouchi.
“Yes. When Seto called me and told
me he was bringing his boyfriend to the concert as a birthday present, I
figured we needed to have birthday cake. It’s tradition!” exclaims Phil.
“And how do you know Seto?” asks
Jounouchi abandoning his boyfriend’s arm for the arm of the older man.
“We’ve met at several charity
fundraisers in the past,” says Phil, “I take it he forgot to mention that.”
“He fails to mention lots of things
like that,” says Jounouchi, “I think he likes seeing me star-struck when I
first meet one of his associates.”
Phil chuckles. “I can picture that.”
“You know, I really loved the
concert, but I was wondering why you didn’t play No Son of Mine,” says
Jounouchi.
“Seto asked us not to.”
“Oh, I see. He probably figured that
with him and Mokuba both being orphans… and my family recently abandoning me…
that the song might be to hard for us to listen to. Dredge up too many painful
memories, you know…”
“He did mention the song would be
painful. Although he didn’t say why,” Phil says, “What you say makes sense.”
“It’s one of my favorite songs
though. He doesn’t know that,” says Jounouchi, “It’s a reminder to me that life
simply is… I would have liked to have heard it. It might have made me cry, but
tears aren’t always a bad thing.”
“We could play it for you,” says
Phil, “Hey, guys, let’s do another number!”
“Which one?”
“No Son of Mine! It’s a request from
the birthday girl!” exclaims Phil as the band gets into their positions at the
instruments in their dressing room.
Seto walks over to Jounouchi and
wraps his arms around him. “Why?”
“I love this song, Seto. It makes me
cry, and I really need that right now,” says Jounouchi, “Do you mind?”
“I just didn’t want you to be sad,”
says Seto holding Jounouchi tenderly.
The music starts.
“The key to my survival was never in
much doubt. The question was how I could keep sane trying to find the way out.
Things were never easy for me. Peace of mind was hard to find, and I needed a
place where I could hide. Somewhere I could call mine. I didn't think much
about it ‘til it started happening all the time. Soon I was living with the
fear everyday of what might happen that night. I couldn’t stand to hear the
crying of my mother, and I remember when I swore that would be the last they’d
see of me, and I never went home again. They say that time is a healer, and now
my wounds are not the same. I rang the bell with my heart in my mouth. I had to
hear what he’d say. He sat me down to talk to me. He looked me straight in the
eyes. He said: ‘You’re no son, no son of mine. You’re no son, no son of mine.
You walked out, you left us behind, and you’re no son, you’re no son of mine.’”
Jounouchi wraps his arms around Seto
and holds him tightly as his eyes fill with tears.
“Oh his words how they hurt me, I’ll
never forget it, and as the time, it went by, I lived to regret it. You’re no
son, you’re no son of mine. But where should I go, and what should I do? You’re
no son, no son of mine, but I came here for help, oh I came here for you… Well
the years they passed slowly, I thought about him everyday. What would I do, if
we passed on the street. Would I keep running away? In and out of hiding
places. Soon I’d have to face the facts. We’d have to sit down and talk it
over, and that would mean going back. They say that time is a healer, and now
my wounds are not the same. I rang the bell with my heart in my mouth. I had to
hear what he’d say. He sat me down to talk to me. He looked me straight in the
eyes. He said: ‘You’re no son, you’re no son of mine. You’re no son, you’re no
son of mine. You walked out, you left us behind, and you’re no son, you’re no
son of mine.’”
Jounouchi buries his head into
Seto’s shoulder as his tears escape his eyes. “Thank you. Thank you, Seto.”
“Hey, the cake’s here!” exclaims
Shizuka, “Look at this, sister! It’s huge!”
Jounouchi wipes his eyes. He turns
to look at the three-tiered cake. He giggles girlishly. “Wow! It looks like my
grandmother’s wedding cake, but without the little people at the top!”
“Let’s cut the cake!” exclaims Phil.
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