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Shame

a YuGiOh! fanfic by Jonouchi Katsuya and yllimilly

Yugi/Jonouchi, Anzu/Yugi

Chapter Four

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Jonouchi normally would have to lift his bike up all the stairs but, it seemed pretty useless, to you know, carry something that was out of order. He’d had to walk here uphill all the way from the end of his paper run.

His bag had been extra heavy and even though it was now an empty shell, Jou could still feel the thick strap digging into his shoulder. He set the bike on in the apartment hallway, not even bothering to wipe off the sweat accumulating on his brow. Greater trials awaited him.

How did you even fix a bent wheel? Could you flatten it? Did he have to buy a new wheel? A new bike? But more importantly, would his father be home, with nothing better to do than assess the damages and blame Jou for everything from Murphy’s Law to his botched divorce?

But meh. Unless his father took off early to gamble before work there was a big, big chance that the big bad would be there, waiting for him, arms crossed and everything, looking for something to berate Jonouchi for. At least he knew the subject of the scolding this time. Better than the wild things his dad would find to get upset at him for.

When he set down the bike at the top of the stairs, his arms sprang up, as if they were still used to the weight. Jou had been awake for a while now, and he cheered himself up by thinking that for most people the day was just beginning and that he had the whole day ahead of him just like everyone else! From down the hall he could hear his neighbor’s music blaring. She must be cleaning, Jonouchi thought. Which neighbor was going to yell at her first?

He sighed and attempted to open the door. The locked door. Maybe there was hope that his father wasn’t home after all. He unlocked the door, slowly pushed it open, poked his head in, and when the coast was clear, he took his first step inside. The bike swung awkwardly over the threshold, hitting the door, causing Jonouchi to flinch.

Quickly he walked his bike the rest of the way inside, without taking his shoes off. Maybe I should put it in my bedroom to hide it, Jonouchi thought. His dad was eventually going to find out and there was really no way to hide that his bike was broken. If he hid it, he would only get in more trouble. Jonouchi took the bike back to the balcony.

Jonouchi looked back over through the sliding glass door. He couldn’t help but wonder where his dad was. Not that he wanted him here. He might have been worrying at best, but not - definitely not wishing his presence. Although it would’ve been nice to hear a ‘have a good day at school Jou’ or having warm pop-tarts in a small plate where he usually sits at the kitchen table. He could always dream.

Jonouchi threw his book bag over his shoulder. He hadn’t done any of the homework. There just wasn’t enough time with a job, school during the day, and all the craziness after school, taking care of his dad... everything, Yugi. It was all too overwhelming. Somehow in the midst of all this chaos he was supposed to find time? He needed to take a shower. He felt gross. Jonouchi looked at the clock on the microwave. Shook his head. “Not enough time,” he disgust. He looked towards the bathroom with yearning. As fast as he could Jonouchi threw his school jacket on the floor and turned on the sink and started rubbing his armpits with muttered. Lifting up one arm he smelled himself and crinkled his nose. “Ugh,” he sighed in water. It never seemed to matter if Jonouchi put on deodorant or not, if he rode his bike around for a couple of hours he was bound to smell. When he picked his coat back up it had some dribbles of water on it but that didn’t matter. He had to get going.

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The cafeteria smelled of other boys who had splashed water under their armpits and called it good. Joey headed for their usual table, sniffing his own armpits on the way, hoping he didn’t smell too much. Maybe the smell was in his clothes or something...? Well, no use worrying about it now.

“Hey Joey!”

She was so cheery, Joey had to look around himself twice before he found the source of the voice. “Oh hey Anzu. Uh, what’s up?” Because something was up. Something definitely was up. When Anzu Mazaki held her hands in her back, tilting her head on the side, some pretty big deal better be up.

“Nothing. I’m just happy to see you!”

“Yeah and about...?” He sat down in front of her. She’d barely touched the contents of her tray, and so Jou helped himself to her butter roll.

“About... About seeing my best guy friend who isn’t also my boyfriend,” she began more seriously, leaning towards Jonouchi, keeping her voice low.

“Okay. Why do I get the feeling that I’m not going to like this?” Last time Anzu came to him for advice was to ask him about whether or not it was okay to give a guy a flower on a first date. She’d been pretty transparent about ‘the guy’ being Yugi, and when Jou thought about it now, it made a little jealous. “So what kind of guy advice can I give you?”

“So me and Yugi were... ugh... kissing. I know you’re a loudmouth, but please don’t be telling everyone...”

“Anzu-” Jonouchi sighed but was quickly interrupted by Anzu.

“No buts. This is all confidential.”

“I know-”

“So what do you do... after you know that a guy would like but it wouldn’t be... seen as going too fast?”

Jonouchi raised and eybrow. “Handjob?”

Anzu shook her head. “No, I was hoping for something smaller.”

Jonouchi snickered.

Anzu looked pissed. She huffed and stormed off. Jonouchi looked at the abandoned candybar on the table. He looked to up to see her look back at the table and realize that she had left it. She tried to continue to look angry but Jonouchi could tell that her own embarrassment was causing the corner of her mouth to upturn undesirably.

“Don’t smile Anzu! You wouldn’t want me to think you aren’t mad!” Jonouchi yelled.

Anzu kept walking not wanting Jonouchi to see the huge smile on her face.

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“Man, third period should be napping. Just that. Compulsory nap for everyone.”

Joey always made it a habit to speak louder and generally more than anyone in the boys’ locker room because getting undressed made him nervous, plain and simple. Honda on the other hand was a little too shameless in exhibiting his brand new abs.

Jou mentally registered where Yugi was when he heard the creaky hinges of the bathroom stall door. One of the guys made a side comment on how Yugi was like a girl in many respects. Jou tried not to think of Yugi that way anymore but he still had remenant thoughts from when he used to pick on him. His heart squeezed a little inside his chest. Jonouchi bit his lower lip just thinking about how soft Yugi’s skin had felt. He remembered the scent of laundry-

“You can be such a pansy ass sometimes. You just hate volleyball.” Honda tossed on a brand name red t-shirt that he’d bought for the gym.

“No, volleyball hates me. I’m a cheetah!”

Yugi, who had surreptitiously emerged from the the bathroom, his normal clothes a small bundle. Jonouchi went silent as Yugi neared him, invading his personal space uncomfortably.which was unavoidable when their lockers were right next to one another. Jou tried not to let his gaze linger too long on the pale skin of Yugi’s nape.

“How is it that you never get caught changing in the bathroom?” Honda asked, his voice semi-distant from tying his shoelaces.

“He’s out of everyone’s field of vision!” a boy yelled from a different row. A group of boys started howling.

Yugi laughed nervously. Jonouchi looked down uneasily, but said nothing. The laughter roared on, then died down. Honda had thrown Jou glances throughout the episode, waiting for Jou to say, to do something. Usually they both intervened when shit hit the fan for Yugi; it wasn’t until today that Jou realized he’d always been the one coming to his defense. Honda was merely following suit. And today Jou was just frozen, not wanting to come across as too friendly, suspiciously friendly. Was there a boundary between ‘too friendly’ and ‘friendly enough’?

“I’m just- I have to close my locker, Jonouchi.” Yugi said meekly.

“Oh.” That normally would’ve been a ‘sorry Yug’ plus a few blundered excuses for Jou to explain how he hadn’t noticed it sooner that he’d been standing in the way.

But he merely took a step back, dumbfounded.

Yugi gave out a weak smile, but didn’t dare look at Jou in the eye. Jou swallowed some more.

“I’ll see you in the gym, slowpoke,” Honda said before slapping Jou on the shoulderblade. Jou was still in his normal clothes.

“Er, wait bro,” Jou said hurriedly.

Honda said something about not staying in watching another guy undress, but Jou didn’t register. He was too absorbed looking at Yugi leave the premises, head low, scurried steps and all. Just like when he was bullied.

The other boys slowly left the locker room as well, leaving Jou alone with his scruffy runners, his smelly t-shirts, and his guilt.

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Anzu was there in the hall, scanning the crowd with her eyes. She made a small wave, distanced herself from the wall she’d been leaning on.

“Yugi’s gone home alone today,” she said like they were in the middle of a conversation.

“Why’re you telling me that?” Jou asked, feeling lowly for sort of at least having an idea ‘why’.

“I don’t know.”

She really did look like she didn’t know. She looked pretty nervous, actually.

“So um, I know I’ve been asking you weird questions lately but, um...”

“Yeah, I know. I was feeling dumb this morning.” He scratched his head, then opened the heavy metal doors for her before they both stepped outside the school. They had at least four or five blocks in common to walk before parting ways. “But like seriously, I don’t know if I can’t talk about those kinds of things, like.”

He didn’t want to mention what ‘those things’ were, but they both knew. Sex things. Sex things that involved Anzu and Yugi.

Yeah. Sex things that involved Yugi and somebody else.

Jou shook his head to himself.

“What?”

She saw that, you dumbass.

“Nah, it’s just...”

“But you’ve had plenty of experience with Mai I mean,” she started anxiously. “I mean...” She cut herself short when she was the sour look on Jou’s face. Even he was self-aware enough to know that he was grimacing.

“... Did you not do anything with Mai?”

Jou took and exasperated breath. “Made out and junk.” Conversation: over.

“Oh.”

Jou could see the wheels turning in Anzu’s head. His heart rate picked up a bit. Or maybe it wasn’t that his heart rate was picking up; maybe it was just that he was suddenly aware of it. Anyhow it felt constricted in his chest, and that wasn’t a pleasant feeling.

“Don’t really wanna talk about it,” he said in a low voice, having at least the decency to be honest with her. And himself, for once. “Look, I gotta go this way. I’ll see you tomorrow, ‘kay?”

Anzu stopped in her tracks, clutching onto the straps of her backpack. Jou turned away, not wanting to look at her slightly hurt, slightly needy gaze longer than necessary.

“Have a good evening, Anzu,” he said in a flat tone, wanting it to sound like an apology, but not quite able to make that come across.

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