Superman and Fairies - The Bottom Line | By : lostintheheartland Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3416 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Jounouchi practically skipped away from the Kaiba mansion. He felt good. Despite the ugliness of the night before, there was just something about seeing Kai - Seto - in the morning sunlight that made him feel good. He still felt bad about the guys who died, and he wouldn't forget the scene or the lessons he'd learned, but he had been in the business of cleanup long enough, and he'd gone through enough loss in his life, that he'd learned to move on and find joy when and where it came to him. And Kaiba Seto in the morning sunlight was a joy.
He'd looked kind of cranky, which was adorable, and his hair was ruffled, again adorable. Even his clothes, which had been rumpled and less than immaculate, had just been... well adorable. Jounouchi wondered what Seto did to make himself cuter than any girl he had ever seen.
Just remembering how he'd looked: his warm blue eyes, his long, lean body slouching in the doorway, his shirt gaping away from his chest and shoulder to show smooth white skin over supple muscles, and the almost too-tight fit of his jeans made Jou want to … to... Oh! The sudden rush of blood to his nether regions told him it was time to put a halt to those kinds of thoughts. Seto hadn't given him any true idea that he'd be interested in becoming involved physically. Besides, Jou hadn't made up his mind about his response even if Seto did come on to him.
That wasn't true, the blond conceded. If Seto offered to let Jou do him, Jou would be on him like white on rice. It was the other part - the part where Seto did Jou - that had him questioning if he wanted to get with Seto.
It wasn't that the idea made him want to puke or anything, it was just... well... he just couldn't see how any guy could enjoy getting something rammed up his ass. The best he could think to compare it to would be major constipation. Something Jou did not want to experience more than he ever had to.
Determined, he pushed the images and questions out of his mind. It wouldn't do any good to dwell on something that will probably never happen. He'd take it as it came and work on understanding Seto and his preferences. Hopefully they were on the way to becoming friends. It'd be handy to have a friend who cooked like Seto. Especially one who looked so cute in an apron, whose tight ass flexed as he bent over the teppan...
With a low groan, he wrenched his mind away from that and gripped his hair, pulling tightly. If there had been a wall handy, he would have bashed his head against it. Sometimes pain was the only thing his body understood. He was so busy trying to rip out the images - by the root - that it was quite a few minutes before he realized there was someone standing right in front of him, calling his name.
Snapping out of his masochistic haze, Jou focused on a petite girl with long, black hair and large, brown eyes. She was familiar, but he couldn't quite place her. "Uh, hi."
"Hi yourself," she responded with a big smile. "Haven't seen you since New Years. How’s it going?"
"Uh good. Yeah it's been a while." He didn't have a clue, but New Years was the night he'd set an all-time record for girls in his bed. "What you up to?"
"I'm showing around my new koohai." She gestured to the girl standing behind her. A quick glance told Jounouchi she was too young - way too young - for him. She was cute though, with bright red hair and soft hazel eyes. But no matter how cute the girl, he had his rules. He only went with girls who knew the score and she looked like the only score she knew was the one displayed at her high school sports events.
He nodded politely, already dismissing her from his thoughts, but the black haired girl was speaking again. "It's such a coincidence running into you. I was just telling her that we have someone at our school with her name. It's such an unusual name I thought you guys might be related. Jounouchi Katsuya, meet Jounouchi Shizuka."
Before the last syllable had left the woman's mouth, the older Jounouchi was wrapped in the younger girl's embrace. "Katsuya!" She shrieked as she broke down and started to sob into his shirt.
For an instant, Jounouchi froze then a surge of recognition rocked him and his arms closed around her fiercely. "Shi-chan!" He shouted exultantly. Of all the things he'd lost in his life, here was the one thing he regretted losing most. His baby sister.
The dark haired woman sighed and mentally shrugged. She'd used the excuse of the same name as a chance to talk to Jounouchi again. After New Years and the great time they'd had together in bed, she'd expected the blond to call her. Her pride was severely dented when he didn't. Now she realized why. Looking at the naked emotion on his face, she understood that he felt nothing and that their time together had been just sex. No matter what she felt, it hadn't mattered to him at all. She could tell that just by looking at his face when he stared at someone he truly loved. Squaring her shoulders, she sucked up the blow to her ego and let go of the thoughts of getting with Jounouchi full time. "So you guys are related?"
"She's m' sister. We ain't been together since she was about six," Jou explained as he hugged the red-haired girl tightly. "Man, it's been almost thirteen years..." He gave the woman he could barely remember a smile that held more emotion than any expression he'd shown while fucking her. "Thank you so much."
"Hey yeah, no problem." She swallowed down a slight lump at the beauty and sincerity in his golden eyes. Not only was Jou a hot lay, but somewhere in that carefree body was a warm, loving heart. Too bad she never touched it. "I'm going to go and let you guys catch up." She gave the sobbing girl a wry glance. "Let her know I'll call her tomorrow to finish showing her the campus." With a quick 'Ja' she walked away.
Jou wallowed in the feel of holding his baby sister for all of two minutes before he, in typical male fashion, grew uncomfortable with her tears. Patting her back gently, he tried soothing her. "Sh... it's okay now. Everything is gonna be fine. Sh..." A minute of that and he knew it wouldn't work. She was only crying harder. Then he tried to reassure her. "Shi-chan I'm here now. You don't have to cry... Sh... I'm here. Big brother is right here for you. Don't cry."
That made her wail louder and her sobs to become hard and wrenching. After another two minutes he was becoming desperate. When women started to cry, he usually headed for the hills. His desperation must have been obvious because a woman passing by, someone Jounouchi recognized as another 'crier' stopped and laughed. "You might as well shut up. He's just going to take off if you keep crying. Then he'll ignore you." Seeing the other girl peek at her with tear-hazed eyes, the passing woman said with the voice of experience, "You'll never get to talk to him again if you don't cut out the crybaby act. Tears don't work."
That turned off the waterworks like a spigot. The tears stopped even as Shizuka's grip on her brother tightened. "Never. I'll never let him go."
Giving Jounouchi a 'you owe me and I'll collect look’, the woman shrugged and turned away, tossing over her shoulder, "Yeah right. He won't stay if he don't wanna. Tears won't change his mind. Superman always flies away." She was swallowed up in the crowd before Shizuka could say anything.
"You okay now Shi-chan? Why don't we go get some coffee? I know a great place just around the corner."
Sniffling, the red-haired girl nodded, but instead of stepping back, she shifted and glomped onto his arm with both of hers. "I'm not letting go!"
He laughed and patted her tightly gripping hands, "I don't think you need to worry about it. I'm not goin' anywhere for a while." Not that he blamed her. He wanted to grab her and hug the stuffing out of her, but he'd developed a small amount of self-control. He couldn't hide his smile as his precious baby sister began to bombard him with questions way too fast for him to answer.
His reprieve from the Sister Inquisition lasted only until they were seated at a sidewalk table outside the trendy coffee house, huge frothy cups of coffee sitting in front of them. "Katsuya..." His sister broke off from her spate of questions. "Why won't you answer me?"
"You haven't given me an opening Shi-chan," he teased lightly. Seeing her chagrined look, he touched her cheek gently. "I am so happy to see you, Little Sister." He cleared his throat of the lump forming there. "So you're going to school here? What's your major?"
"Yes, this is my first week. I'm a week late because mom and dad took me to Tokyo for..." She broke off with a gasp. "Oh God! Mom and Dad! They'll want to know you're okay... that you're alive." Suddenly, she looked urgent. "I've got to call them. Katsuya, they think you're dead! They have a shrine and everything. When dad came to tell us you were dead Mom let him in the apartment. They got back together and have been together ever since. But it was them thinking you're dead that started them getting together."
Jounouchi felt his face harden and twist with rage and bitterness. He normally was able to hide them from himself and the world, but now, faced with this, he couldn't stem the flow of emotions. With a voice as cold and harsh as an arctic wind, he corrected, "They know I'm alive and they know where I am."
"What? Big Brother, you're wrong. You... you don't understand. Every day they say prayers at your shrine. Mom cries for you."
"I don't know if it's all an act for your benefit or if there is something else going on, but they have known where I was since I was thirteen. Before that I lived on the streets a couple years 'cause your father took off and left me there. When I was thirteen, the Honda family took me in. Dad - Honda Ito - is a police officer. He tracked down your parents. He asked them for Shinken and Kangoken of me. He wanted to add me to his family's Koseki and change my name to Honda. They refused Shinken and gave them Kangoken. They basically gave me to the Honda family while keeping legal right to anything I have or own until I reached majority. They never contributed a single yen to my support, never asked to see me, never sent me a card or any kind of letter."
Shizuka looked stricken for a moment, then rallied, "There must be a mistake. Katsuya, maybe they thought it was a bad joke or something. But they... they grieve and they..."
The blond head was shaking slowly, sadness at having to disillusion her deep in his honey-gold eyes. "No mistake. Do you still live in th' same place you lived when you were nine?"
"Yes, of course. It's dad's house. He inherited it from his father when..." She shut up and shook her head as if to clear it. "What does that have to do with anything?"
"I was there when Dad asked your parents for Shinken. It's an old house, but in good shape. Got a weird wave and moon carving on the door. The front room is a formal sitting room, traditional furniture. On the wall was a picture of you. You were wearing a pink and yellow uniform. Not a skirt, but pants. Next to that picture of you was another picture of them with you in the city. You were at school at the time we visited so th' pictures were all I saw."
"That... That can't... how did you...?" But she faltered to a stop and took a big gulp of coffee. "It's got to be a mistake. Katsuya it's got to be..."
"It's not." He forced a smile. "Let's talk about you. What are you studying? You never said."
The darkness was still in her eyes, but she took the offered change of subject. "I'm taking the four year nursing program." She sighed and lowered her eyes. "Dad is not in the best health and can't work. Mom... Mom works part time and takes care of Dad the rest of the time. I got a scholarship based on academics. It covers tuition, books, and a dorm room for all four years. I'm going to get a job to pay for my extras and send some home to our parents."
"Your parents," he corrected gently. "My parents are the ones who took me in when yours threw me away. I'm sorry Shi-chan, but that's the way it is."
"But..." She started to protest only to let it die. "I still think it's a mistake. But... So what are you studying?"
"I'm in Legal Studies. After this year I will complete my prerequisites for attending my law school. I have a job that pays for everything plus some left over that I save for the law school. Although if I keep up my grades, I will get a boost with a scholarship as well. The house I live in belongs to my family so we don't have to pay rent."
"We?" She latched on to that immediately. "Do I have a sister? Sister-in-law?"
"Yeah, but not like that. The Honda's have a daughter. She's like an older sister to me." Jou flushed slightly at the implication. "I have a brother too, Honda Hiroto. Ah... no sister-in-law though. I kind of play the field." He tilted his head slightly when he saw a look of dawning understanding and dismay on her face. "What's wrong?"
"Superman... She called you Superman."
Dark color ran up Jou's cheeks. "Yeah, about that. It's just a nickname some people..."
"I know what it is." Dark color was coming into her pretty face. "You're supposed to be some kind of super hung, super stud who sleeps with a different woman every night of the week, but never the same one twice and if a woman gets demanding you just fly away."
Beet red, he defended himself, "It ain't that..."
"Yeah it is. I've heard all about you at the dorm. They have a posted list of women who have slept with you! First one to do it twice wins five thousand yen. First girl to get you in a relationship wins twenty thousand. If someone gets you to be monogamous they get fifty thousand yen."
"Eh... uh.. “
"And if someone breaks your heart they get one hundred thousand yen." She finished irately then exploded, "How could you treat women like that? Like we're disposable? Use us and throw us away? That's... despicable."
The blond head lowered in shame as the truth struck him. "Yeah, I guess yer right," he mumbled. "It's just that since I got thrown away... I guess I see everyone, or almost everyone, that way."
That took the wind from her sails. "Oh... makes sense." She bit her lip and asked softly, "Hasn't there been anyone you've seen as... not disposable?"
"My family, you, and..." His turn to hesitate. "I think there's someone who is... well it's too soon 'cause our second date is tonight, but... I think..."
"Second date? Katsuya from what I heard, you never have a second date..."
"Yeah, and I want ta see... be with this person more and more so... so yeah I don't think they are disposable."
"You don't sound so sure."
"Not sure if th' feelin' is mutual." He looked down at his hands. " We didn't get along at all, kinda fought like cats and dogs to be honest. But... but we're gettin' ta be friends now but there are other things to overcome." Like Seto's a guy who would want to fuck him and Jou wasn't sure he could handle that.
"I'm sure it'll work out Big Brother. I mean, you're Superman!" She giggled. "But remember not to treat her like she's... disposable. You have to show her you care." Just then an electronic chime sounded. "Oh no! Katsuya I have to run. I have a meeting with my scholarship board in fifteen minutes. If I hurry I can make it." She got up from the table, and then stooped down to give him a warm kiss right on the lips. In a flash, her hair streaming behind her like a red banner, she was gone. He was left with "I love you Katsuya. I'll see you later!" ringing in his ears.
Sighing, Jou picked up their empty coffee cups and chucked them in the trash. Then, with a happy smile that lit his face like a golden nimbus, he sat back and stared at the blue sky, completely relaxed and at peace for the first time in a very long time.
His peace would have been very short-lived if he'd seen the absolutely livid brunet glaring death at him from the parking lot across the street.
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Thank you so much for being patient. Been screamingly busy the last ten days or so. UGH! Anyway ... enjoy. Today is my DAY OFF! Heee I might be motivated to add another chapter or two today! Do you think you guys could handle two or three more chapters today?
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