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Love Shack
By : Hideki LaShae
Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male
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All Yu-Gi-Oh! characters and references belong to their respective owners.
Story elements © Hideki LaShae. No money was gained in the writing of this
story. All songs used in reference belong to their respective owners.Love Shack
By
Hideki LaShae
Chapter Five
“Dad? Can
you set the table? He’s going to be here any minute and I still need to
change!” I exclaim as I put the casserole dish on the center of the table
beside the basket of fresh rolls and bowl of salad.“You’re
putting so much work into this dinner, and you can’t even set the table
yourself?” asks my dad coming into the doorway folding his newspaper.“Dad!” I
whine, “Everything’s all set out on the counter. It just needs to come in
here!”“Fine, I
suppose,” says my father moping, “Go change and wash your face.”“Thanks!” I
exclaim pulling off my apron as I run towards my room. I’m half undressed by
the time I close my bedroom door. I finish undressing and quickly pull on the
white jeans, Blue-Eyes t-shirt, and green button down shirt. I head into the
bathroom and wash the seasonings from my face and brush my hair quickly. I come
out just in time to hear the doorbell ring. I head towards the door.My father
beats me to it.“Good
evening, Jounouchi-san,” you say, “I brought a dessert and a bottle of wine,
non-alcoholic of course. Jou and I are too young to drink.”“Thank
you,” says my father, “Jou didn’t have time to make a dessert. He spent too
much time making origami swans out of the napkins!”“Dad!” I
blush deep red.“Origami
napkins?” you ask raising an eyebrow.I look into
your laughing blue eyes. Uh, wait. Blue? “Yeah. I know all sorts of impractical
skills like that! Come on. We’ll put the dessert in the kitchen and get the
wine glasses.”You follow
me into the kitchen.“I didn’t
know your eyes were blue,” I say as I pull out the stepladder so I can reach
the very top shelf where the six wine glasses are stored.“And I
hadn’t known your hair was blond, so now we’re even, Hikari. We know more about
each other now,” you say, “and I would like to learn more about you. We just
need to take this slow now. One step at a time.”I climb up
on the stepladder and pull out three un-chipped glasses, which you thankfully
take from me before I get down. My heart clenches as I look at you. “Are you
looking for a long relationship?”Your eyes
widen, and your jaw drops. “Yes. Aren’t you? I mean… we’ve had a pretty long
relationship already. I do want it to be longer and deeper. Is that not what
you want?”I throw my
arms around your neck. “You’ve just made me very happy! I do want this
relationship to last as long as it can.”“You look
very cute tonight,” you say, “I love this outfit on you.”I blush.
“Thank you. My friend helped me pick it out. I honestly don’t even remember
buying it.”You smile.
“It looks very good on you.”“Well, the
dining room is this way,” I say taking the glasses from your hands and leading
you through a doorway into a dining room barely big enough for the four-person
table nestled inside. “It’s kind of small, but it’s home.”“It’s not
small,” you say, “It’s quaint… cozy.”“Can you
two quit flirting so we can eat dinner?” asks my father.“No, but
I’m sure we could refrain from doing so in front of you if it would make you
feel better,” you say.My father
nods and we all sit down.You open
the bottle of wine and start to fill the glasses while I start serving up
plates.“So… how
long have you two been dating?” asks my father.You pass my
father a glass. “I think it’s been about four months now that we’ve been
meeting at the club. Does that sound right to you?”“I honestly
don’t remember,” I say, “It’s been awhile.”“You’ve
been meeting each other at the club for four months, and you didn’t even know
my son’s name?” asks my father.My eyes
widen, and my mind races trying to figure out how he knew that.“No one at
the club uses their real name,” you say, “It’s a place to escape the worries of
everyday life… to live a fantasy… to relax and unwind without all the pressures
that society puts on us. I work long hours to help support my family, and the
only chance I have to be just a teenager is when I’m at the club.”“You’re
helping support your family?” I ask, “You weren’t… You led me to believe you
were wealthy, at least relatively so! You said your family owns stock in Kaiba
Corps.”“The wealth
my family has is because I work. We do own stock in Kaiba Corps, and I can
afford to take you out to a fancy dinner when I want,” you say, “Because I’ve
earned all the money that I have.”“If you’re
so wealthy, why are you interested in my son?” asks my father.You look at
me adoringly. “Do I really have to spell it out?”I blush.
“No.”“Yes.”
“He’s
beautiful and surprisingly deep. He’s devoted, confident, and courageous. He’s
capable of having intellectual conversations with me, and we have similar
interests as both older brothers and Duel Monsters enthusiasts,” you say,
“Plus, Jou is very caring. He has such a big heart.”“Course I’m
sure his ass also has something to do with why you like him,” says my father
mutilating a roll on his plate.“Like I
said… Jou is very beautiful and I doubt many people would not want to have him
in their bed,” you say, “And while I would like that, I prefer just being near
him for now. It will be awhile before we think of going that far.”“I just
don’t want to see him hurt when you throw him away,” says my father.“I’m not
going to throw him away. I will be your son’s boyfriend until he breaks
up with me. I have no intention of hurting him or breaking up with him.”“Dad?
What’s this all about?” I ask.“That’s
what I’m wondering about,” says my father standing abruptly and leaving the
dining room.“I’m sorry
if I’ve done something to upset him,” you say.I look at
my half-finished plate and sigh. “I think I’ve lost my appetite.”“Yeah. Me
too. I could go get my computer and we could start working,” you suggest, “Then
maybe we’ll feel up to eating dessert later.”“Okay. I’ll
start putting the food away while you do that,” I say.“Did you
want me to help?”“No. This
will only take a minute,” I say.“I’ll go
get my computer from the car then,” you say standing.I stand and
go into the kitchen to get some storage containers. I see my father digging in
the fridge for a beer. “What the hell is your problem tonight?”“He talks a
big game, but all he wants is sex,” my father says, “And once he gets it, he’ll
drop you.”“What makes
you think that? Dad, Yami loves me!”“Love? What
a waste of time! Where’s that damn beer?”I look into
the fridge and don’t see any of the almost twelve beers that had been in the
fridge this morning. “Dad, have you been drinking today?”“And why
the fuck shouldn’t I be drinking? I lost my job! Downsizing my ass!”I sigh and
grab the storage containers from the cabinet before heading back into the
dining room to put the food away. I put the food from the plates in separate
dishes with different colored lids, and then I seal the rest of the food away
in containers. I take everything back to the fridge and grab a warm beer from
the cabinet for my father to get him out of the way. I place the food in the
refrigerator and head out to the living room to see you setting up a laptop
computer on the coffee table.“Hey,
Hikari.”“Dad’s
drunk. He lost his job. That’s why he was going off on you. I’m sorry,” I say.“I’m not
blaming you for his actions,” you say, “Sit down here beside me.”I sit down
beside you so that our legs touch.“Let’s
start with the basics, turning the computer on…”* * *
“You’ve
done remarkably well, Hikari. I thought you said you were bad with computers,”
you say wrapping your arm around me.“Well, I’ve
crashed fifteen of them at school,” I say flushing with embarrassment.“You know,
I’m going to leave this laptop in your care for a few days. Play around with
it. Don’t worry about crashing it,” you say, “If you’re not worried about doing
something wrong, then nothing will go wrong.”“But won’t
you need it?”“I have a
desktop so I don’t really need it,” you say, “I don’t mind letting my boyfriend
borrow the computer for awhile.” You pull me into a kiss.“What if
something happens?”“Nothing
will.”“But…”
“I trust
you, Hikari. The computer will be fine. I will see you on Friday. Eight o’clock
sound good or would you like to have dinner before we go to the club?” you ask.“Could I
talk you into burgers or pizza?”“Where were
you thinking of going?”“I just
don’t want you to spend a fortune feeding me.”“Then how
about we take a walk around the park and eat at the food stands and bistros?
The meal will be rather inexpensive, and we could really get to know one
another while we walk.”I kiss you
quickly. “Perfect!”“Six then?”
“Six.”
“I need to
go. I’ll see you then.” You hold me to you for a moment longer before kissing
me good-bye and heading out.“Dammit! I
forgot to tell him about… Seto,” I whisper the last word. I somehow feel like
I’m cheating on you because I didn’t tell you about my impending trip with
Seto. I’ll tell you on Friday.* * *
“So how was
your dinner date with Jou?” asks Mokuba pausing the game he’s playing with
Yugi.“His dad
was drunk and was giving us the third-degree on our relationship,” says Seto
sitting down on the couch in between the two smaller boys, “Apparently he lost
his job.”“Oh, no!
What’s he going to do?” asks Yugi.“Get
drunk,” says Seto.“So… aside
from that, how did it go?” asks Yugi.“Once Jou
and I were alone and working on the computer, everything turned around. All in
all I’d do the day again,” says Seto smiling, “But he didn’t mention going to
the Expo with me.”“Maybe he
doesn’t think of going with you to be a date,” says Mokuba, “He could just
think of it as hanging out with a friend.”“But we
aren’t friends,” says Seto, “I would like us to be, but it’s going to take time
before he thinks of me as a friend.”“When is
Yami seeing Jou again?” asks Mokuba.“Friday.
We’re going to walk around the park and have dinner there before we go to the
club,” says Seto.“Sounds
romantic,” says Yugi, “Did he notice your eyes?”“Yeah. He
was surprised that they were blue,” says Seto, “and I was so afraid that he
would have figured it out and tossed me to the curb.” He sighs in relief.
“Thankfully, he didn’t seem to make the connection. I don’t think we’re ready
for him to know yet.”“Not yet,”
says Yugi smiling, “but soon.”“Not until
after the Expo though, and I think you should totally be flirting with him at
the Expo,” says Mokuba happily.“Won’t that
be too soon?” asks Seto.“The Expo
is three weeks away,” says Mokuba.“And if you
sit with us at lunch everyday and play nice with Jou, he might be susceptible
to it then,” says Yugi, “and maybe… just maybe, you should kiss him when you
drop him off after the Expo. We’ll talk about that more closer to the Expo.”“Oh, you
know what else would be nice?” adds Mokuba, “You should take lunch for Jou
everyday! With his father out of work, money will get tight quick, and he might
not be able to bring his own!”“You’re
right, and his father will need a job soon,” says Seto, “I wonder if he would
think to apply at Kaiba Corp?”Mokuba
smirks evilly. “Let me handle getting him a job!”“Just don’t
do anything illegal, Mokuba,” says Seto.“I won’t, I
think,” says Mokuba, “Just let me worry about his father and you worry about
making him fall in love with you!”“So I think
taking lunch for him is a wonderful idea! The way to a man’s heart is through
his stomach!” exclaims Yugi; “We might be needing assistance soon. I wish I
could bring some of the others in on this plan.”Seto
tenses. “If you think we need their help, you can.”“Well we
might need their help, but he can’t bring them into the loop,” says Yugi with a
wistful sigh, “Anzu would be too overly enthusiastic. She would probably tell
Jou on accident. Honda might attack you. He doesn’t like you, and he’s very
protective of Jou. Otogi and Jou still have a bit of a feud going on because of
the dog suit and Shizuka-kun.”“What about
Bakura-kun?” asks Mokuba.“Not that
psycho!” exclaims Seto.“He means
Ryou-kun, not dark Bakura-kun,” says Yugi, “Well, he certainly likes Jou, and
Jou trusts him. We could trust him to keep it secret anyway. I’ll talk to
Ryou-kun, but I won’t tell him the plan just yet.”Seto nods.
“Maybe we
can use him for small jobs like getting Jou to bump into you somewhere,” says
Yugi, “but in the meantime…”“Be nice to
Jou and bring him food,” says Seto.“He loves
chocolate. Put in something chocolaty,” says Yugi, “and I will see you tomorrow
at school.”“Save me a
seat beside Jou,” says Seto as Yugi stands.Yugi
smiles. “Good night.”“Night,
Yugi!” says Mokuba.Seto waits
until after Yugi leaves before asking, “What would you like for lunch, Mokuba?
If I’m going to be making lunch for Jou, I might as well make some for all of
us.”Mokuba
smiles. “In that case…”* * *
“Jou?”
I turn
around quickly and bump into a strong chest. I hear a chuckle.“We really
must quit meeting like this, Jou,” says Seto, “People might start to talk.”“Let them
talk!” I exclaim, “What’s up?”“I made a
bit too much extra when I prepared lunch for Mokuba and myself,” says Seto
pulling out a lunch box, “and I was hoping you could take the rest of it off my
hands. I swear it’s not poisoned!”“You know
if I take that then people might start thinking you’re my girlfriend,” I say
looking at the box hungrily. My stomach growls.“Let them
think that then. There are much worse things to be considered than your lover,”
says Seto. He lowers his voice to whisper into my ear, “Besides, I’m perfectly
willing to bottom for the right person, Jou.”I can’t
help the blush that flares to my cheeks or the sudden surge of arousal coursing
through my body.“Just take
the lunch.”“All right.
Thank you,” I say taking the box, “I couldn’t bring one today anyway.”“Why not?”
“My dad
lost his job. So until he finds some work, we’re only eating one meal a day,” I
say.“How about
I bring you lunch everyday?” asks Seto, “It wouldn’t be an inconvenience for me
since I usually make too much anyway. And I don’t want you to starve to death.”My stomach
growls again.“Jou?”
Seto’s blue eyes look worriedly at me.“That would
be great. Thank you, Kai… Seto,” I say.“You might
want to eat this before class,” says Seto slipping a nutrition bar on top of
the box lunch, “Oh and if you ever need to, you can come to my place for
dinner. Mokuba would appreciate the company. Truth be told, so would I.”“I might
take you up on that,” I say. I smile. “Thank you.”Seto
brushes up against my arm as he passes me to go to class.“He might
not be all evil,” I whisper.“Morning,
Jou,” says Ryou stepping up to me.“Hi,
Ryou-kun,” I say opening the package around the nutrition bar, “How are you?”“I’m not
doing as well as you it seems,” says Ryou, “I think half the school just saw
your display with Kaiba. There’s already a rumor that you two are an item and
one that says Kaiba adopted you so he’d have a pet.”“We’re
just… friends, I guess. I don’t know what’s going on myself,” I say, “but I
like this change. It’s preferable to fighting with Seto any day! Rumors or
not!”“I like the
change too,” says Ryou smiling, “If you need any help…”“Yeah. I
know where to find you, buddy!” I exclaim eating quickly as we head to class.“How do you
feel about him? Kaiba that is.”My heart
thumps once in my chest. Huh? “I… I don’t know.”Ryou
smiles.“Oh, don’t
give me that look!”“What
look?”“That
innocently evil look that all you Item wielders get sometimes!” I exclaim, “The
one that means you’re scheming something but trying to look like you aren’t!”“I have no
idea what you’re talking about, Jou,” says Ryou, “I’m not scheming anything!”“All right
then,” I say moving to my seat. I glance over at Seto and see him reading a
book.Seto lowers
his book and looks over at me with a smile. He has a beautiful smile.I blush and
turn away quickly.The teacher
comes in just in time.* * *
“Can I
offer anyone a ride home?” asks Seto walking out of the school with my entire
group of friends.“Yeah!
Thanks,” says Yugi, “That would be wonderful!”“Me too,”
says Ryou quickly.“I’ve
always wanted to ride in a limo!” exclaims Anzu.“Will it
hold everyone?” I ask.“Silly,
Jou, of course it will!” Seto says smiling at me.“Count me
in then!” I say smiling back at Seto, “Thanks!”“You really
don’t mind giving us all a ride?” asks Otogi.“I wouldn’t
have offered if it was a problem,” says Seto.Otogi nods.
“Let’s go
then,” says Honda.We all walk
down to the waiting limo and climb inside.“You can
just drop Honda off at my game shop with me,” says Otogi.“I’m on the
way to the Black Crown,” says Anzu, “So you can drop me off first.”Seto’s hand
brushes against my knee as he reaches for the intercom to give the driver the
directions.I notice
Ryou discreetly take Yugi’s hand and squeeze it before letting go, and the
first thing that comes to mind is the bond they share because of their bonds
with the spirits of the Millennium Items. I can’t help but feel a slight pang
of jealousy and a bout of remorse for that same jealousy.“So how is
business, Otogi? You aren’t stealing all the customers from Kame, are you?”
asks Seto.“You know
I’m not,” says Otogi, “There have been several Kaiba Corp releases that are
only going to the Kame Game Shop. I can’t even special order them!”“What?”
asks Yugi with wider than normal eyes.Seto shrugs.
“They’re smaller and not as fancy, so they need the extra help to stay afloat.
And you need the competition of another game shop in town so you don’t gouge
prices.”“Seto… how
long have you been helping out the Kame Game Shop by giving us this exclusivity?”
asks Yugi.“Ever since
Otogi moved here,” says Seto, “I don’t want my…” He sighs. “I don’t want one of
my biggest rivals and only friends to have financial problems. How could I ever
beat you in good conscious then?”Yugi
smiles. “Thank you, Seto, for considering me a friend! It’s about time.”“I’m never
admitting that again.”“That’s
okay,” says Anzu, “We all heard it this time.”Seto
blushes slightly. He’s cute when he blushes.The limo
pulls to a stop outside Anzu’s house.“Don’t
worry though, Kaiba. Your secret’s safe with us!” exclaims Anzu climbing out
quickly.“The whole
school will know by morning,” says Honda after Anzu closes the door.“As long as
she doesn’t go talk to the tabloids,” says Otogi, “Then you should be fine.”“Let her
talk. At least it’s not about my love life,” says Seto, “I hate people knowing
about that.”“So… are
any of the rumors true?” asks Ryou, “Are you dating anyone right now? Are you
gay?”“No
comment,” says Seto, “And since when did you join the press?”Ryou
giggles. “I’m just curious. Nothing you say leaves this car.”“I repeat.
No comment.”The limo
stops outside the Black Crown Game Shop.“Thanks for
the ride,” says Otogi getting out with Honda.I lean back
in my seat and close my eyes.“Jou… Jou, you’re
home,” whispers Seto into my ear.I slowly
open my eyes to find myself cuddled up against Seto’s side. I gasp and jump
away from him. “Huh? What? Where am I?”“You fell
asleep,” says Seto gently, “You’re home now. Go take a nap.”“Okay,” I
say yawning, and I get out of the limo and go inside.“Now that
we’re almost alone, I have a question for you, Kaiba,” says Ryou.“What is
it?” asks Seto as the limo begins to move again.“Do you
have a romantic interest in Jou?” asks Ryou looking at Seto seriously.“Yes.”
“What gave
it away?” asks Yugi.“His
display with Jou this morning was my first clue,” says Ryou, “But he’s also
been using any reason he can to touch Jou… just slight touches. All
non-violent, caring. It’s obvious if you know what signs to look for.”“We might
as well tell you then,” says Seto, “I have more than just a passing interest
for him. I’m in love with Jou.”“And Jou
doesn’t know how he feels about you,” says Ryou.“Actually…
he sort of does and doesn’t,” says Yugi.Ryou raises
an eyebrow.“Jou and I
are dating, but he doesn’t know it’s me he’s dating,” says Seto, “We met at the
Love Shack…”“You’re
Yami and Hikari!” gasps Ryou.“Uh… how
did you know that?” asks Seto.Ryou
blushes. “I go there too… just to dance. I’ve seen Yami and Hikari there, and I
always get a feeling of déjà vu… like I know them. Now I know. The passion I
see in them when they dance is the same passion I see in you and Jou when you
fight.”“You’re
right, and I know that Jou is Hikari, but Jou doesn’t know that I’m Yami,” says
Seto.“But Jou
does love Yami so we’re trying to get him to love Seto as well,” says Yugi.“Can I
help?” asks Ryou smiling.“Yeah, but
we can’t let the others know,” says Yugi.“Deal!”
* * *
I walk into
the kitchen to start making dinner, and I look into the fridge. Empty.
Completely empty. I open the freezer. Not even the ice trays are filled. In a
panic, I tear open all the cabinets. “Nothing. No food… Dad!”No answer.
Is he out looking for a job? Is he passed out drunk? Is he dead?I run
around the entire house looking for my father or a note or anything. “Dad?”The phone
rings, and I rush to grab it. “Dad?”<<
I’m sorry. Who am I speaking to? >>“This is
Jounouchi Katsuya. Who are you?” I reply.<<
Jounouchi-san, this is Nurse Nadoka at Domino General Hospital. Your father was
admitted here this morning. >>“What
happened to him?”<<
Apparently he stepped in front of a car. Can you come down? >>“Yeah. I’m
coming.” I drop the receiver and fall to my knees trembling. After a good ten
minutes of crying, I get up, grab the phone, and dial the number to the Kaiba
Mansion.<<
Moshi moshi, >> says Mokuba cheerily.“Mokuba,
it’s Jou. Can I speak to Seto? It’s important.”<<
Seto… Jou’s on the line for you! >><<
Hello, Jou, >> comes Seto’s voice.“Listen.
Can you give me a ride to the hospital?” I ask.<<
Are you hurt? >>“No… it’s
my dad. He’s at the hospital.”<<
I’m on the way to pick you up. Stay calm, okay? I’m sure he’ll be fine.
>>“Thanks,” I
say before lowering the receiver. I wrap my arms around myself and count my
breaths to try to remain calm. I soon hear the car pull up in front of my
house, but I don’t move.Seto knocks
on the door before opening it and coming in to find me on the floor. He hurries
to my side and pulls me into an embrace. “Are you okay?”“I don’t
know what happened,” I say.“We’ll go
find out. Where’s your coat?” asks Seto rubbing my back.“I don’t
know…”Seto looks
around and sees the closet by the door. He slowly releases me and moves to the
closet only to find it empty. “Jou? Where is your coat?”“In there,”
I say, “The green one… or the black leather.”Seto closes
the door and pulls off his trench coat. He wraps it around me as he helps me to
stand. “Come on. Let’s go.”I snuggle
into Seto’s coat and follow him out to his car. I let him help me into the
passenger’s seat.Seto drives
us to the hospital and wraps his arm around me to guide me inside. He steps up
to the nurse’s desk. “We received a call that my friend’s father is here. The
name’s Jounouchi.”The nurse
types in the name. “Will you please wait over there? The doctor will be out to
speak with you soon.”“All
right,” says Seto taking me over to a chair in the waiting area and sitting
down beside me. “Are you doing okay?”“I’m… I’m a
little shook up,” I say, “I don’t know what’s happened… They… said he stepped
in front of a car.”“He was
probably rushing to a job interview and forgot to watch where he was going,”
says Seto, “Don’t worry. Everything will be fine.”“What’ll I
do if he’s dead?”“Don’t
think that! If you give up on him…”“Jounouchi-kun?”
asks an elderly man approaching us.“Yeah?” I
ask standing up on trembling knees. “How’s my dad? What happened? Is he okay?”Seto stands
and wraps an arm around my waist for support.“Your
father stepped out into oncoming traffic. It would seem to be intentional. He’s
been hurt very badly, and he was quite intoxicated when the ambulance brought
him in,” explains the doctor, “He’s not going to make it. I’m sorry.”
I fall into Seto’s arms, and
he lowers me to a chair. “Can I see him?”“We can
only let you in for a few moments,” says the doctor.I nod. I
try to stand, but my knees don’t seem to work.Seto helps
me stand and holds me close as we follow the doctor.We step
into the room.“Dad?” I
ask looking at the prone form of the man in front of me.Brown eyes
look at us. “Yami, take care of my son. Promise you’ll take care of him.”“I swear I
will,” says Seto.“Love you,
Jou.”“I love you
too, Dad. What happened?” I ask.One of the
machines hooked to my father starts making a different noise, and the doctor
pushes us out the door.“Why?”
“I don’t
know, Jou,” says Seto holding me tenderly and getting me out of the way of the
hospital workers who rush through the halls. He guides us back to the waiting
room.“Why did he
call you Yami?”“I’d been
hoping you could explain that for me,” says Seto, “Who is Yami?”“My
boyfriend.”“I see.
Maybe he thought I resemble him or maybe he just saw me holding you up and
thought I must have been Yami,” says Seto.“What am I
going to do now?” I ask, “Doc says he’s going to die.”“I promised
him I’d take care of you,” says Seto, “I may not be who he thought, but I’ll
keep that promise. I’ll take care of you, Jou.”I snuggle
further into Seto’s coat and lean against him. I close my eyes as the tears
start to fall. “Thank you.”Seto wraps
his arms around me and lets me cry into his chest. His strong arms hold me so
tenderly… just like you…I hear
voices. Where am I?“There was
extensive internal bleeding, complete liver and kidney failure, several broken
bones. Some of which pierced his organs. We did all we could, but he didn’t
want to be rescued,” comes a strange adult voice.“What do
you mean? He didn’t want to be rescued?” I know that voice! Seto Kaiba!“Last week,
he signed a DNR at his doctor’s office. A ‘Do Not Resuscitate’ order so that
the instance his heart stops… we can’t try to bring him back. We wait to see if
he’ll come back on his own in a few minutes, then proclaim him dead. He had
also requested not to be put on a donor list for a new kidney.”“So he knew
he was sick?”“Yes. I
think he wanted this. Short and as painless as possible instead of long and
excruciatingly painful.”“How are we
going to explain this to Jou?”“I’ll talk
to him…”“No need.”
As I sit up, I realize my soft pillow was sitting on Seto’s lap. “I’m awake. I
heard… everything… Why didn’t he tell me he was sick?”“I’m sorry.
I don’t know,” says the doctor.“Is he gone
now?” I ask.“Yes.”
“Can we go
now?”“If you
want,” says the doctor, “The nurse has a box with all your dad’s personals in
it.”I nod. I
stand and walk to the nurse’s desk.Seto steps
up behind me and places a hand on my shoulder.The nurse
hands over the box, and I clutch it to my chest as I leave with Seto.“I don’t
think you should go back to your place tonight,” says Seto once we’re in his
car again, “Do you want me to take you to Yugi’s or back to my place?”“Yours… I
can’t handle this right now. I just need to sleep,” I say.“I
understand.” Seto starts the engine and drives us away.“What about
arrangements? The funeral? How will I ever pay for it?” I ask.“I’ll pay
for it. I can make all the arrangements if you need me to.”I nod.
“Okay. I’ll
take care of it.”“Thanks,
Seto.”“Thanks
aren’t required. I’d do the same for any of my friends.”“I never
knew you thought of me as a friend. With the way we act towards each other, I
thought we hated one another.”“I’ve never
hated you,” says Seto, “Never hate.”“I don’t
hate you either.”“I’m glad
to hear you say that. Friends, then?”“Yeah.
Friends.” My heart feels lighter than it ever has before… despite the fact that
my father’s just died.In no time
at all, Seto leads me up to an elegant guest room.“That
room’s mine, and Mokuba’s is there,” says Seto pointing to the closed
doors, “Feel free to come to either of
us if you need anything. I’ll bring some food up in case you get hungry later.”“Don’t
leave me…”“Okay, I
won’t go,” says Seto stepping into the room with me.“Can you
just stay with me until I fall asleep?” I ask moving over to the bed.“Of course
I will.”I don’t
bother to undress. I only kick off my shoes before climbing on top of the
blankets and lying down to sleep.“Rest now,
Jou. Tomorrow will be a better day,” says Seto moving the desk chair over to
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