Stinging Beauty | By : Fel5 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 16925 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Oook, minna-san, the song ‘It’s all over now, Baby Blue’ was originally written by Bob Dylan(everyone bows in humble admiration), however this version here is a remake by the Them from 1967. I don't own zip. Still, it’s very well done and a real tear-jerker…you have been warned. Now on with the story. Btw, *~ means past events.
Oh, and thanks for all the pretty reviews, I love coming home and finding people enjoying my story!
Arigato gozaimasu!^^
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35. The tears that tore the silk
Outside, the snow fell in tiny, crisp flakes, but nowhere as fast or numerous as the salty pearls running down his cheeks.
He couldn’t bring himself to do it.
Rising his hand, he placed the blades of the scissors anew at the back of his head..and let them fall down again.
It was no use.
He just couldn’t find it in his heart to cut his hair.
Even though he was not sure, if he still had a heart anymore.
Not after what had happened.
It was stupid, really.
But then, fights between lovers always are, ne?
And the night had begun so great:
Seto had called to inform him that he had managed to wrestle himself free from duties for a couple of days, and had agreed on taking Jou dancing to Nagoya(there were a couple of really hot clubs Jou had heard of and was interested in checking out).
The brunet had ushered a few worries about the blond’s studies, but when Jou had promised him that he would study twice as hard to make up for lost time, he had finally given in.
Besides, what could it hurt?
*~To his utter surprise, Seto found himself enjoying the outing very much.
Dancing almost hip to hip with his lover, the fast, erotic rhythm of the music made the fluttering touches and closeness that more exciting.
And alluring.
Jou dove in for another kiss, when-Seto’s cell phone rang.
Blue eyes narrowed in fury, as the CEO pulled the annoying item from his pocket and shouted into the speaker:
“WHAT?”
His blond koi winced at the harsh tone, and counted himself lucky not to be the caller.
“I told you, this number is for emergency cases only, and that I don’t want to be disturbed, unless it’s something concerning my brother or-“
Seto stopped his rant, expression going dark and fierce.
“Itsu ka?”*
He listened, then:
“Do yatte?”#
Worried, Jou nodded towards the cell and mouthed: Mokuba?
The CEO shook his head, then pointed towards himself, drew a circle with his index finger and pointed to the floor.
Jou nodded in understanding: be right back, you stay here.
Growling, Seto pushed past the dancers, as he went in search for a quieter place.
The blond kept on dancing, relieved, that obviously Mokuba was safe and sound.
Still, what could have gone wrong for his assistant to ignore Seto’s wish not to-
A leg brushed provocatively against his.
Blinking, Jou turned his attention to its owner, a man only slightly elder than himself, with jet-black, red-spiked hair and several piercings in his left ear.
Though good-looking, he was not the blond’s type. Besides, there was something..slimy about him.
Giving him the cold shoulder, Jou turned away from the guy, just to be pulled around again.
Somewhat irate, Jou tried to gain some distance from the obviously drunk man -and was caught in a vise-grip, as the other one attempted to force his tongue past the blond’s lips.
With a snarl, Jou pushed the hentai forcefully away, wiping his mouth in disgust with the back of his hand.
And then his eyes fell on Seto, who had been watching the whole scene.
His eyes literally flashed in rage, as he made his way towards his shocked lover and this one’s new flirt.
Raising his voice to be heard over the loud blaring of the sound system, he shouted:
“Is this why you wanted to come here? Because you wanted to check out some other guys? At least, next time have the decency to leave me out of your sick games, you -uragirimono!”
“Hey, I’m not a traitor! I swear, he was the one who started it it! I tried to keep him away, but he just wouldn’t-“
“Oh, forgive me for not believing you, but from the looks of it, you were not putting up much of a resistance when he kissed you!”
“That’s because he caught me off-guard! I was looking out for you-“
“-So you would not be caught red-handed, ne? Too bad that my call was shorter than you anticipated. Or actually, it was good, because now I finally now what kind of person you really are, Jounouchi Katsuya!”
Seto whipped around, heading for the exit, even as Jou attempted to follow. The black-and-red haired guy made the mistake trying to grab ahold of Jou.
He spent the rest of the night in the ER, nursing his broken nose.
Jou caught up with Seto in the parking lot, as this one was about to get into his car.
“Matte kudasai!” yelled the blond, even as the CEO took place in the driver’s seat and shut the door.
Leaning into the open window, Jou panted:
“Wait, please..huh..let me explain-ugh..it’s..it’s all a-mistake…misunderstanding…”
Elegant hands grabbed the steering wheel tight enough to turn the knuckles white.
“I would advise you, to seek the fastest way to the station. It’s a long way back to Toyohashi.”
He locked eyes with Jou one more time, and the blond’s breath caught in his throat, when he noticed the lonely tear rolling down Seto’s cheek.
In a low, raspy voice the brunet choked:
“You can congratulate yourself, Jounouchi. You are the first and only person, who has managed to play me for a fool this well over such an extended period of time. Rest assured, I will not let it happen again. Ever. ”
With that, Seto started the engine and took off with screeching tires, leaving Jou standing there, not really comprehending what had happened.
And then the first snowflakes began to fall.~*
He had somehow made it back to campus, though he had no idea how.
The only thing he remembered clearly was Seto’s call the next morning, who had informed Jou that he had forgotten his coat in the CEO’s car.
He had already sent it forward by express, it would be arriving the same evening.
Jou had tried to apologize, to explain, but Seto’s words and, most of all his tone, had been final.
He had no intention of making up or starting anew, whatsoever.
And then he had hung up, just like that.
It had taken Jou almost three minutes to tear his hand from the receiver.
That had been two weeks ago, and he was still not better.
That’s why he had decided to cut his hair, in an attempt to cut himself off of any painful memories.
But he couldn’t, because never mind how much it hurt, he could not let go of the one who had become such a great part of his life and, most of all, his soul.
Closing the scissors, he placed them back on his desk, running his fingers through his wild mane.
A flash, a snapshot from the past shot through his brain, when he remembered how much Seto had loved and admired his blond hair.
And try as he might, he would never get used to how hollow and meaningless his own touch felt.
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Feel free to pummel me, right after you finished crying…
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