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Healing	By : Shakirah Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3447 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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First Things First: Thanks as, always, for the reviews. Another chapter�I�m becoming almost good at this. One more chapter after this one, and I�m not sure whether or not an epilogue will be necessary. I suppose after I write the next chapter we�ll soon see. So, what�s happened since last I wrote? Well, in the last chapter Tristan arrives to school Tuesday to discover that he has a rose in his locker and by Thursday he has a secret admirer, who�s identity is a complete mystery� We rejoin these characters I don�t own on Friday in Tristan�s physics class. By now, half the school has heard that some mystery (man) is leaving roses� And Seto�s had that same bitter look on his face since this entire thing began�

Disclaimer: Oh� if only I did own something�.

Chapter 6: Meat Market

Tristan held rose number 4 in his fingers as he opened the door with the other hand. They had lab today. They had had lab everyday this week, he wasn�t sure why exactly, but he supposed there were more important things to worry about. Seto was sitting at a lab station, the same one they worked at every time they had lab. Tristan wasn�t sure what could possibly be said about the rose in his hand, his secret admirer had kept it brief this morning, only writing those six taunting words: To Tristan. From your secret admirer. The handwriting was not anyone� kne knew, not Duke�s, not Seto�s, not Yami�s, not anyone�s, Tristan had pretty much given up on figuring out who the Hell had been toying with him�

And that was bugging the shit out of him.

�What, is your boyfriend a florist or something, Tristan, that�s like the fourth rose I�ve seen�� Tristan spun around. The hottest, openly gay boy in probably the entire school besides Seto Kaiba was looking at him with gorgeous hazel eyes and deliciously blunt smile. �And you come waltzing into the room with it in your hands with that same self-satisfied look on your face.�

Tristan thought for a moment. Technically, this was only the third rose he had �waltzed� into the room with. On Tuesday his secret admirer had delivered the thorn-less flower after physics class, Hell he hadn�t seen the flower until lunch. How did Ken Michio know that there had been four roses? Was this a clue, or did he simply hear about the buzz going around?

�It�s not from my boyfriend, I don�t have one,� Tristan finally stated, giving Ken a look. He handed the boy the flower, perhaps he would need to take a look at Ken�s handwriting.

�Secret admirer, huh? Yeah, I heard about it, the guy�s sending you eleven flowers and when the 12th day comes he�s going to reveal who he is right?�

�You make it sound like you�re my secret admirer, Ken,� Tristan teased. Was he flirting with Ken Michio, the guy was completely out of his league, Hell compared to Ken Tristan didn�t even know how to play the game. But that wasn�t entirely true, he had seduced Seto Kaiba after all, but nobody really knew about his success, and even if someone was suspicious of their relationship, he hardly figured Ken would care either way. �So, is this from you, Ken?�

�Could very well be, Tris.�

Tris?

Nobody ever called him Tris� Ever

Except Joey and Duke, but that was different.

They were friends.

Ken Michio was a hot, unattainable guy.

He had chocolate brown hair that was cute short and spiky. And incredibly pretty green eyes. They weren�t as brilliant as Duke�s were, but then again Tristan supposed he was thinking that because Duke was a fr, an, and he got to look into those beautiful cat eyes on a regular basis.

And of course, like he had already thought, Ken Michio was completely in a class by himself.

And Ken Michio was also smiling at him.

And was it just his imagination or was Seto Kaiba watching the whole exchange whole heartily.

And then Ken asked, �So, do you have a lab partner?� And he gave Seto an interesting look. Seto said nothing, he was emotionlessly sitting in his seat, except for a flicker of anger in his eyes.

�I always partner with Seto,� Tristan answered, waiting for Ken and Seto to break their gaze.

�Oh yes, Seto. How could I forget, you have a thing for unemotional rich guys.� Ken handed the flower back, clearly his pride had been hurt. Tristan knew better, you just didn�t reject a guy like Ken. And Tristan, effectively�. Had.

�It�s nothing personal, Ken. We just��

He had to fix this. Somehow. Lest the off, impossible chance that this Adonis was his Secret Admirer.

�I wouldn�t take it personally, Tristan.�

Guys like Ken weren�t suspects in this mystery, because guys like Ken would never be interested in a guy like him.

Then Ken smiled. �What are you doing tonight?�

Did Ken Michio just ask him out�.

Not possible.

�Well Tris?� I umI um, my friends are� we�re supposed to be doing something tonight�.My friends and I��

Ken smiled again, he relished being back in control, and once again desired.

�What about Saturday night, Tris?�

�I�m not doing anything.�

�Good. I�ll pick you up around seven.� Ken started walking towards a lab station, returning to his original partner. �I�ll be seeing you, have a nice time with Kaiba.�

There was a hard swallow.

And Tristan was once again sitting across from the blue-eyed dragon.

Livid. The only word for the look on Seto�s face. Completely and utterly, livid. Of course Seto�s face was a sheet of ice. But those eyes were giving him away, and damn if Seto didn�t know it, that was the one facial feature he couldn�t hide. Before he could change the subject before it started Tristan spoke.

�I have my doubts that this secret admirer is Ken Michio. Guy�s like Ken are always looking for one thing.�

�Of course he is, I�ve already told him you were a good fuck while we were in gym class.� Seto�s voice and expression was even. But it was clear he was making a joke and Tristan laughed.

�I wasn�t joking with you, Tris,� Seto rebutted, using the same voice and name Ken used. Tristan smiled.

�You don�t have to go getting all jealous on me, it�s just a date. It�s not like I�m going to jump into bed with him.�

�I�d hope not, it�d make our three encounters together seem so ordinary.� Tristan gave him a look, Seto smirked.

�Listen, I forgot to tell you, Mokuba called me last night some time after one in the morning.�

�Did he?� Seto wasdly dly interested.

�Yes, he told me that Kimi had called him and that Kimi said that she was calling because she had had a nightmare. Anyway, it sounded to me like Kimi was pulling the dream card the same way I told Mokuba too� and Mokuba picked up on it so he invited her over to your house tonight, and he thinks it�s a date. So he wanted to know if I could tell you for him and then distract you and get you to leave the house.�

Seto said nothing. Unsure if he had heard Tristan right. �Mokuba mentioned that you weren�t going into the office today, so he was hoping I could take you with us tonight. Well, technically, we�re not going anywhere, we�re just eating pizza in our boxer shorts and watching movies. We were going to do it at Duke�s house, but since my parents won�t be home this weekendigurigured we could do it at my house. And don�t say no on principle.�

�No.�

�Seto��

�I was saying no because I refuse to spend an evening with your friends.� Tristan gave Seto an exasperated look. �And Mokuba will most certainly be getting a talking to.�

�This is his first date, Seto. If you ruin it for him he�ll never forgive you.�

�What is he afraid I�ll do? I�m not going to be in the room with them. Of course they will be in the living room, in plain view so that I can make sure nothing inappropriate is happening.�

�Come on, Seto, you owe him one. He could have easily told everyone that he found us in your bed in a sweaty heap. But he didn�t. Besides, he wants you to have fun, he says you work too hard.�

�And just who would be watching him while he�s on his little date, Tristan?�

�Your house staff. Housekeepers, chefs, who knows. That one housekeeper, the Latina one, Marie. Sikesikes me, Mokuba said so, and I�m sure if Mokuba couldn�t charm her I could. She�s really a sweetheart, it�s a shame she has to work for such a heartless prick.�

�Tristan the answer is no. Now, later, forever. No.�

�Maybe I�ll invite Ken instead then. I�m sure he�s not intimidated by my friends.�

�Nobody�s intimidated by your friends, Tristan. They just don�t like the idea of losing brain cells by being in their presence for long periods of time.�

�I bet Ken would be a pretty good lay.�

�I�m sure of it, Tristan. Why don�t you take him for a ride.�

�You�re telling me you�re not the least bit jealous?�

�Tristan, if you�re not smart enough to realize that any guy who now suddenly shows interest in you is only doing it because you�re being publicly pursued by some would be Casanova with a rose fetish, I feel sorry for you.�

�So you won�t be showing any interest in me because doing so what only make it appear like you were doing it out of a last ditch effort to win ver?ver?�

�That and I�m still uninterested.�

�Yeah the same way you were uninterested in the conversation I was having with Ken two minutes ago.�

Seto narrowed his eyes.

�Just say yes, Seto, and save yourself the trouble of having to listen to Yugi and Mokuba�s combined whining and pouting effort.�

Seto sighed.

�Is that a yes then?�

�I�d probably stay for a half an hour. Tops.�

�Okay, Seto.� Tristan smiled.

~.~

Tristan had never been ashamed of his body. But being in the boy�s locker room was really, truly, getting to him. Duke noticed Tristan�s unease, and Tristan tried to act as if nothing was wrong, although he knew that Duke saw right through the act. But how exactly could he explain this to the game creator without Duke thinking he was trying to be an egotistical jerk.

People, guys, were starring at him.

Domino High, Hell, the entire town, had a healthy sized gay community, and it seemed every gay, bisexual, or bi-curious guy in school was in his gym period, sizing him up. He could feel eyes boring into him, and he knew this was his secret admirer�s fault. By now more people knew about it then didn�t, and Tristan had already suffered through repeats of Physics class.

A guy in his math class had asked him what he was doing next Friday. Another guy in the class openly winked at him. He felt like a piece of livestock, something to be auctioned off and won. Seto had been right as well, so far it seemed most of his would be suitors were only interested in him now that someone else was. And everyone was talking about who that guy was.

Duke gave him another concerned look. Tristan sighed and finished getting dressed. He waitiniting for someone else to put the moves on him, it seemed he was the hottest property item in school at the moment. He didn�t have to wait long. That �cute guy� that Duke and him had often lusted over in this class walked over to them.

�Hi, guys. Hey, Duke, Hey Tristan.� He smiled.

Duke and Tristan exchanged a look. Neither of them had any idea what the guys name was. He was just �that cute guy�. He was a year older than them, and they weren�t even sure if he was gay. He had really just served as eye candy. Both of them spent many a day in the locker room staring dreamily at that god. He had caught them looking more than once and had even smiled at Tristan a few times.

�How�s it going?� He continued. Duke and Tristan still said nothing, not sure they really had voices to speak.

Duke had teaTrisTristan the other day about his mystery man being this guy. And now that he was talking to them perhaps Duke�s theory was accurate. The fact that he knew both of their names was definitely a plus.

�I�m sorry, am I interrupting something?� the boy continued, lifting an eyebrow.

Had he always been this hot? Hell, they had never gotten this close to him before. Ken Michio had nothing on him.

Beautiful wheat colored hair, Tristan wasn�t sure if he liked blonds, but this guy would definitely be an exception. He had dark brown eyes, huge large emotional eyes. The kind that you could find yourself lost in. And that smile was killing him.

�I�m Takashi Jun.�

Duke had the biggest, dopiest look on his face� a smile, and Tristan wasn�t quite sure if his jaw was still attached at this point.

You�re so hot, Takashi Jun. Duke swallowed and spoke. �I�m Duke, this is Tristan. We�re good. How are you?�

�Good.� Takashi smiled. �I�m sorry, this does seem a little forward, I usually don�t do things like this. But I�ve noticed you guys for a while and I�ve always wanted to say hello. I just never knew if�well, to be blunt�if you guys were gay or not.�

�Why, you only talk to gay guys?� Why the Hell did I just ask him that?

�No, but all my close friends are females. I find it difficult to keep a friendship with guys because I always end up fucking the shit out of them. And that kind of ruins the friendship. But I hear there�s all this buzz going on with you, Tristan.� Then Takashi looked at Duke. �And of course your friends.�

There were traces of droll on Tristan Taylor�s chin.

The brunet teen looked like he was comatose.

�Any idea who your secret admirer is, Tristan? I find the whole thing terribly romantic. I only wish I could come up with someg hag half as good.�

Duke answered, �No, we�re still looking for clues, taking handwriting samples, dusting for fingerprints.�

�I see. I�m sure deep down you already know who it� A� Another smile.

�Tristan, here, thought it could be you.�

Tristan shot Duke a horrified look and turned a dark maroon. Duke was going to wind up stuffed in Tristan�s gym bag. Takashi smiled.

�I see. Well, honestly, I don�t think I�d be able to come up with something so original.� There was another smile. �Although I admit to having a weakness for guys with brown hair.� Tristan looked like he was going to go into convulsions. �Anyway, I have to get going. But it was nice talking to you guys. Bye, Tristan.�

And then he left. Tristan stood up slowly, shakily and looked at Duke out of the corner of his eye.

�I told you he was gay!� Duke exclaimed.

�I don�t believe ame ame up and talked to us like that.�

�I don�t believe he was shamelessly flirting with you. He basically told you he wasn�t sure if you were gay, but once he knew you were decided to say hello. Then he admitted to having a weakness for brunets, and Hell, the guy even said he�d fuck you.�

�You think he�s my secret admirer, or another guy trying to make a move?�

�I don�t know.�

�Wait a minute, there was something he said� he said something about me knowing who it was. What did he say?� Tristan was frantic.

�He said, deep down you already know who it is.�

�Shit.�

�Shit what?�

�That�s exactly what that note on Thursday said, Duke.� Duke cocked an eyebrow.

�I think we�re going to have to ask him for his autograph, Tristan.�

�Now I have two suspects. Although I doubt it�s Ken Michio, but he did know about the fourth flower. God, I hate this. I hate guessing games.�

�Tris, you have the hottest gay guys in school putting moves on you and you hate this? What are you nuts?�

�I don�t want it to be the hottest guy in school. I don�t need a boyfriend that�s prettier than me or is more maintenance.�

�What about, Kaiba? He�s both.�

�Kaiba was never my boyfriend. That was a tryst.�

�I�d hope you weren�t trying to bth Sth Seto Kaiba.� Duke and Tristan looked back. There was Takashi Jun again. How long had he been standing there? What was he some sort of stalker? �You could do so much better than Kaiba, don�t you think?�

�He�s a friend,� Tristan managed, a little perplexed that this guy was talking to them once again.

�I�m glad. I�d hate to see someone as soulful as you end up with something as cold and stoic as that.� Takashi grabbed his calculus book. �I forgot this. Bye again.�

They waited until he left the locker room and lookt eat each other. �Okay, that was a little odd.� Tristan nodded.

�Why does he care about what I do with Kaiba?�

�Tristan, I was thinking something, this secret admirer of yours dislikes Kaiba. He mentioned him specifically. And now we know that Takashi dislikes him as well.�

�Duke, everyone dislikes him.�

�Not true. People respect him, and some are jealous, but I don�t think they dislike him, after all, when Kaiba missed school the other week people were asking us left and right what had happened to him. And Kaiba has a fair amount of admirers himself. I think anyone who dislikes him now is most likely disliking him because you�re spending so much time with him.�

�But like Takashi said, he�s cold and stoic.�

�Yes, cold, stoic, and completely infatuated with you. He hates everyone, yet you�ve beeendiending afternoons and nights at his residence, and if this secret admirer knows anything about you, which he does based on him knowing your locker number, than he has to feel threatened. Or of course there�s another possibility.�

�Which is?�

�Your secret admirer isn�t threatened by Seto Kaiba, and Bakura was misunderstanding the message in the note.�

�Well, either way I think Seto is the missing piece to this puzzle.�

�What makes you say that, Tris?�

�The bottom line, every time Seto�s name comes up in conversation these guys who are suddenly interested in me get turned off. Whether or not they view him as a threat or just don�t like him is secondary. And I wonder if Seto gives a crap. I thought maybe this secret admirer thing would make him jealous, I think it�s turned him off to me even more.�

�You want him to be jealous?�

�Yes. I know this is so stupid, that I�m setting myself up for some pain and torment here, but I want him to be jealous, and try to win me back.�

�You make it sound like you�re your own secret admirer, Tristan.�

Tristan smirked. �No, I�m not that desperate. I just don�t like being rejected. I think it comes down to this. Betwmy smy secret admirer and all these other guys who have suddenly come out of woo woodwork I�m almost turned off because I know that I could have them if I wanted to. But Seto Kaiba, he�s like the Holy Grail right now. I have one less than satisfactory conversation with the guy and my heart stops. It�s ridiculous, Duke. Absolutely ridiculous.�

~.~

Seto reluctantly rang Tristan�s doorbell, he couldn�t believe he�d be spending time with these people. Mokuba had been thrilled Seto was getting out of the house and leaving Kimi and him alone. He was also thrilled he was spending time with Tristan, thinking that Seto really did need to do something before Tristan�s secret admirer got closer.

Tristan opened the door. �You�re right on time, the pizza just got here.� Tristan was smiling. He was standing in a pair of hunter green boxer shorts.

�I see you were serious when you said you�d be in your boxers.�

Duke, Yugi, and Ryou smiled warmly at him.

�There�s some pepperoni left, we know it�s your fav,� Yugi said standing up and walking over to Kaiba to give him a hug. Seto didn�t hug him back, a little miffed that the shorter teen was in such a friendly mood. He was sporting boxers with happy faces on them.

It seemed they all on bon boxers that matched their personalities.

Especially Bakura and Yami in their nearly identical blood red boxers.

�You�re over dressed, Kaiba,� Duke teased, smiling im. im.

�At l tak take off your coat.� Tristan walked up behind him and helped him. This was going to be one of the strangest nights of his life. He stood silently, not sure why he was here, but having the biggest urge to leave the way he had come.

�Sit down on the couch, there�s plenty of room.� Joey was pointing. Seto did as he was asked, shifting uncomfortably. This was a very very bad idea. Damn Tristan, damn his stupid schoolboy crush. Who was he kidding, he waslovelove with the other brunet. That was the only reason he was here.

�Here, you go.� Tristan was smiling as he handed Seto a plate. He sat down next to the CEO.

�What exactly do you guys do?� Seto finally asked, watching them inhale their food.

�Sit in boxers and eat pizza, usually we wind up having hot monkey sex, but that�s not until later,� Duke answered.

�I see. And I forgot my cherry flavored lube at home,� Seto replied, his facial expression unchanged.

Joey smirked. �That�s okay, Tristan always has extra.�

Seto turned and looked at Tristan with a little glance. �Oh, I don�t doubt that, Puppy, cherry�s his favorite flavor.�

Bakura started laughing. �Hey, Kaiba, your not so bad after all. You up for a little poker?�

�You guys play cards?�

�Among other things,� Yami answered. Yugi curled up in his other half�s lap. �Bakura and Malik like renting movies, but usually they wind up renting things that are inappropriate at best.�

�Tonight�s selection is case in point.� Tristan handed Seto the movie rental.

�The Handy Man? You must be kidding? What is this some cheesy slasher flick?�

�Worse, it�s some cheesy porno.�

�How did you rent this, aren�t you underage?� Seto asked, peering at the movie.

�Kura just made the clerk an offer he couldn�t refuse,� Malik answered, giving Seto a look.

�He is still alive right?� Ryou asked, seeing the devious look on his spirit�s face.

�Technically speaking yes.� Ryou sighed.

�Tell me we�re not seriously going to watch more low budget sleaze,� Duke asked, making a face.

�He�s guaranteed to take care of your leaks,� Bakura explained. �And of course cause some of his own.�

Seto couldn�t help but smirk as he read the description. �Jonathan Newman needs some TLC so he calls Butch

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