The Wrong Dragon | By : DarkTemptations Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > General Views: 1548 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: The Wrong Dragon 3/4
Author: Dark Temptations
Beta: Vash is my Angel
Rating: R *smiles sweetly*
Summary: Annoyed at his life, envious of another's, Joey Wheeler makes a wish. But when it is granted, will his new life have everything he needs or will there be something missing from it?
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh. If I did own Yugioh... well let's just say that the only timeslot it would be suitable for would be after midnight *winks*.
Author's Notes: This was my original bunny for a writing challenge. I ended up going with 'Compensation' for the challenge, but this bunny kept nibbling on my ankles until I gave in and wrote it.
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Dark Temptations Presents
The Wrong Dragon
Chapter 3
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There had always been the possibility that Yugi, Tristan, Téa and Ryou were not the same people he had once known. When Joey found himself sitting and laughing with them over lunch less than a week after setting his 'become friends again with the gang' plan into action, he knew that fear had been unfounded. His friends were as warm and welcoming as they had always been.
But there was one difference. Joey appreciated them a lot more. His time apart from them - days in one set of his memories but years in the other - had taught him just how important they all were to him. The first day he had joined them at their table for lunch he had almost embarrassed himself. The urge to hug each of them had been so strong he had barely been able to resist it. The days he'd spent watching them as he ate his lunch alone - feeling left out and so lonely he could barely stand it - were over and he had never been happier.
Unfortunately, his 'become friends with Seto' plan hadn't worked nearly as well.
The brunette had proven to be just the same as well - and just as difficult to befriend. Joey hadn't been able to get near him. Every time he'd tried to speak with him, Seto had merely eyed him as if he was crazy and made some excuse to get away.
Joey didn't want to admit defeat, but he was becoming very frustrated with the other teen. As he sat with his friends, listening to their cheerful lunchtime conversation, he thought the matter over. He knew he was acting oddly by approaching him so often, but did Seto really need to look at him as if he was planning to lure him into the boys' bathroom and have his wicked way with him? Pushing that thought - and the disturbingly enticing images that went along with it - out of his mind, Joey made a decision. "One more try."
He hadn't realised he'd spoken aloud until he noticed the others all looking at him curiously. He grinned at them and shrugged. "Sorry, just thinking aloud." Not wanting to embarrass himself any further, he spent the rest of the lunch period distracting himself with the conversation.
As he headed out of the cafeteria on his way to class, Joey's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of a familiar brunette head. He moved swiftly, mentally thanking the crowd as they parted before him. Reaching his target, he grinned. "Hey."
Seto turned and frowned. "What do you want?"
Joey's smile faltered a little but he rallied quickly. "I just thought I'd say hello. What's so bad about that?" The words slipped out before he could stop them. He mentally slapped himself as he saw their effect in Seto's deepening frown.
"We've never even spoken before this last week." The brunette's eyes held a wariness that almost made Joey cringe in recognition. He'd been just as suspicious and not so long ago that he didn't remember the feeling. "Now you seem to be everywhere I go. What do you want from me?"
"I told you before. I thought maybe we could be friends." Joey shrugged. It wasn't going well, but at least the other teen hadn't walked away yet.
The boy's eyes narrowed. "I didn't believe you then and I don't believe you now. Why would someone like you possibly want to be friends with someone like me? I'm just a nobody."
Joey frowned. Hearing that... Having it come from Seto... It was just wrong. "Don't say that!" The words came out more forcefully than he'd intended. He tried to calm down but the words just kept coming. "You're not 'nobody'. Don't ever say that again! It's not true at all!"
Blue eyes blazed with anger as they locked with brown eyes. The brunette moved closer until they were standing toe to toe, glaring at each other. "How would you know? You know nothing about me. Don't pretend you do. Don't pretend you care. What is this? Some sort of game? Well I don't want to play it. Find someone else to play your games with and leave me alone!"
Seto turned and vanished into the crowd as Joey stared after him, too stunned to move. Hearing the anger in the other's voice had brought on a wave of recognition so strong it had made him dizzy, but it was the feeling of longing that accompanied it that had frozen him.
He had known for a while that something had been out of place with the Seto in this life but he hadn't been able to work out what it was. Now he knew. The anger that had flared in those blue eyes as the brunette had confronted him - bringing them to blazing life in a way that nothing else could - that was what he had been waiting to see.
The knowledge of how much he had been missing those eyes - missing 'his' Seto - hit Joey like a ton of bricks.
Realising he was standing there gaping like an idiot, Joey started off after the other teen but stopped again after taking only a few steps. It was too late. The brunette was already out of sight.
As he headed off to his first class for the afternoon, Joey made a promise to himself.
He would not give up.
Somehow, he would persuade Seto that he really did want them to be friends.
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If it hadn't been for that one moment of enlightenment, the four days that followed would have made Joey swear to have nothing more to do with Seto. As it was, the brunette's obvious care in avoiding him and the wary, almost nervous, looks he kept shooting him as he all but scurried away, tried Joey's patience to its utmost. The memory of those flashing blue eyes was the only thing that kept him from giving up. Because of those eyes, Joey kept trying.
For four days, he walked into the cafeteria and went straight to the table where the other teen always ate alone. It was the only time Seto didn't actively avoid him. Instead, the brunette just ignored him and focused on his lunch until Joey sighed and went off to join his friends at their table. On the fifth day though, Joey was surprised to see the table empty. He stopped in the middle of the cafeteria, confused by the depth of his disappointment. Although their lunchtime meeting had not been much, it had been something and it hurt Joey to think that the other boy had decided to avoid it as well.
"He's not here today."
Joey turned and arched an eyebrow at Yugi. He had been so caught up in his thoughts, he had missed the spiky-haired teen's arrival. He wasn't sure he had heard him correctly, either. "He's not here?"
Yugi nodded, a worried look making his large amethyst eyes seem even larger than usual. "Seto's in Tristan's class. Tristan said he's away today." Yugi bit his lip; the action making him look so adorable that a group of girls sitting at a nearby table began to fan themselves. The small teen didn't notice them, his attention focused entirely on his friend. "He means a lot to you, doesn't he?"
The question was the last one Joey had ever expected Yugi to ask him. "Huh? What makes you think that, Yug?" For some reason, he suddenly felt rather nervous.
"You keep trying to talk to him and the way you look at him... Sort of sadly, but it's also like you can't stop yourself from looking at him." Yugi looked at Joey curiously. "Do you like him?"
That was the other last question Joey had ever expected Yugi to ask him. He could feel himself blushing. "What? No! I just... think he could use a friend. That's all." Even to his own ears, he hardly sounded convincing. "Well, if he's not here today... Come on, Yug. Let's go eat lunch."
As he walked with Yugi towards their other friends, Joey wondered why the news that Seto was away from school that day was making him feel so uneasy.
Ten minutes later, as he ran through the halls on his way out of the building, Joey cursed himself for not working it out sooner.
He'd lived the life Seto was now living. He knew what that life included. He knew the man he had once called 'dad'. The man lived his life according to a set routine and it was a routine his one-time-son knew all too well. The night before had been the last Thursday in the month. Poker night with the boys.
The night that was either very good or very bad, depending on how the man's luck had run.
Joey had always spent that night away from home, but without friends who would put him up for the night without question - Joey had a terrible feeling that wasn't an option for Seto.
If he was right, then he was afraid he knew the reason why the other teen wasn't at school that day.
As he ran out of the school building - his hand expertly flipping open his cellphone to summon his driver to pick him up - Joey had never hoped to be wrong as much as he did just then.
tbc
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