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The Night Innocence
Died
By Hideki LaShae
Chapter Six
~Seto’s Memory~
“I hate
you! I never want to see you again!” exclaimed Jou.
~End Memory~
Instead of
knocking on Katsuya’s door or simply entering like he normally does, Seto raps
gently on the door to Mokuba’s room.
Mokuba
opens the door while still drying his hair. He smiles. “Hi, big brother! You’re
back! Jou and I were wondering where you’d gone!”
“Jou wanted
to know?” asks Seto.
“Well… it
was more just me wondering. Jou’s been acting weird,” says Mokuba, “He’s…”
“Mokuba!
Can you do a favor for me? This is rather important,” says Seto.
“Sure,
Seto! What is it?” asks Mokuba.
“Jou and I
had an argument today. We’re not speaking to each other,” says Seto, “but these
papers are… an apology of sorts. Would you give them to him and tell him to
read it? That’s all I want you to do. Tell him to read it.”
“Is it a
love letter?” asks Mokuba smiling.
“What?”
“Come on,
Seto! I’ve seen you look at Jou! You love him!” exclaims Mokuba.
Seto blushes.
“I can’t hide anything from you. Now… will you do it or not?”
“Of course
I’ll do it,” says Mokuba taking the envelope and folder from Seto, “What is
this anyway?”
“That’s
between Jou and me. You can ask Jou after he’s read it,” says Seto, “Go give it
to him now. I’ll be in my bedroom working.” He turns and heads into his
bedroom.
Mokuba
walks to Katsuya’s bedroom and knocks on the door.
“Who is
it?” calls Katsuya from somewhere on the other side.
“It’s
Mokie. Can I come in?” asks Mokuba.
“Okay!”
Mokuba
opens the door and walks into Katsuya’s bedroom. He sees Katsuya lying on his
stomach wiping his tears from his eyes. He hurries up to the side of the bed,
leaving the door ajar in his haste. “Jou! What’s wrong? Why are you crying?”
“It’s
nothing,” says Katsuya wiping his eyes again.
“Is this
about the fight you had with Seto?” asks Mokuba setting his hand on Katsuya’s
back and rubbing gently.
“What do
you know about it?” asks Katsuya tensing beneath Mokuba’s hand.
“Just that
you and Seto had a fight and aren’t talking to each other anymore,” says
Mokuba, “He gave me something for you to read. He said it was an apology.”
“I don’t
want it!” exclaims Katsuya.
“Jou…
please… don’t argue with Seto anymore. Read it. He doesn’t want you to be mad
at him anymore. He’s sorry, but he just doesn’t know how to say it,” says
Mokuba, “He likes you, Jou.”
“I’ll read
it,” says Katsuya rolling over and sitting up.
Mokuba
passes everything to Katsuya. “I have to go to bed now. I’ll see you at
breakfast!”
“Good
night, Mokuba,” says Katsuya tossing the file folder beside him on the bed. He
opens the envelope as Mokuba heads out. He sits in bed all night reading his
medical report and understanding about every fifth word. He yawns as the sun
comes up outside, but he doesn’t try to sleep. He continues to read the medical
report, finishing just as Mokuba comes in to drag him down to breakfast.
“You’re not
ready for school!” exclaims Mokuba. He sees the papers from the medical report
spread across the bed. “You spent all night reading, didn’t you?”
“Yeah, I
did,” says Katsuya getting up, “I’ll be dressed and downstairs in a minute.” He
walks into his walk-in closet. He changes into his school uniform quickly and
hurries downstairs with his bag of books. He doesn’t say a word as he eats the
waffles the cook prepared for him.
Seto tries
not to look at Katsuya, but he finds himself glancing over at the other boy
ever other second.
“Will you
two say something to each other?” asks Mokuba looking back and forth between the
brunet and the blond.
“It is time
to leave for school, Jou,” says Seto simply.
“I’m ready
to go,” says Katsuya setting his fork down and standing, “I left my books by
the door.”
“Okay,
let’s go then!” exclaims Mokuba standing.
Seto stands
up.
The three
boys leave the dining room, grab their schoolbooks, and head out to the
awaiting limo.
The ride to
school is long since they have to stop at Mokuba’s school on the way, and the
entire trip is racked with an unnerving silence.
No sooner
has the limo stopped at their high school than Katsuya hops out with his bag
and runs into the building.
By the time
Seto takes his seat in the classroom, Katsuya’s chatting happily with Yugi and
Honda.
Class soon
begins, and both boys fall into an uncomfortable silence, neither speaking for
the entire morning.
During
lunch, Seto leans against the side of the building watching Katsuya snag food
from his friends’ lunches. He sighs. ‘At least he’s eating. I can’t believe we
forgot to bring lunch! And I haven’t given him any money. I should slip some
into his wallet… then blame Mokuba.’
Seto heads
back to the classroom and sits down with a book, but he can’t concentrate on
the words. His eyes stare at the page while his mind races back to Katsuya. ‘He
loves me, and he made me love him. I can’t tell him now though. Not until he
knows the truth about what happened. I want to tell him how I feel about him
and pull him into my arms. I want to kiss him… my first real kiss… his first
kiss. I want him to know I love him. I really love him. He’s my puppy, and I
want him to be my puppy for all time. Katsuya Jounouchi… maybe even one day,
Katsuya Kaiba…’
“Kaiba?”
Seto drops
his book and looks up at Sensei’s glaring face. He hadn’t realized that
everyone was now seated and class had begun.
“Is anyone
home in there, Kaiba?” asks Sensei.
“You’re the
teacher. You tell me,” says Seto.
“Go to
hell, Kaiba,” says Katsuya.
Seto stands
up turning a soft glare to Katsuya. “What did you say?”
“I said…”
Katsuya stands up and glares at Seto. “Go to hell, Kaiba!”
‘He hasn’t
called me Kaiba since he moved in with me. He must have been acting… or else…’
Seto grabs Katsuya by the collar and pulls him closer. He looks into the
honey-brown eyes. “Say that again, mutt!”
Katsuya
smirks. “Go to hell…”
Seto shoves
Katsuya away from him. “I’m already there!”
A spark
lights behind Katsuya’s eyes as he sees Seto gather up his books.
Seto storms
past Sensei and out the door.
“I hope
you’re going to the principal’s office!” shouts Sensei.
Katsuya sits
down again.
“If it’s
not too much trouble, Jounouchi, could you and Kaiba leave your disputes
outside the classroom?” asks Sensei.
“Fine,”
says Katsuya standing and grabbing his books. He storms out of the classroom
and hurries down the hall. He hurries out the front door and sees Seto at the
curb speaking into his cell phone. He walks down the sidewalk to within five
feet of Seto’s back. “This isn’t the principal’s office, you know, Seto.”
Seto hangs
up the phone and turns to look at Katsuya. “I know. I’m leaving. What are you
doing?”
“I’m
exhausted.” Katsuya yawns. “I’m skipping class. It’s better than falling asleep
in class… I spent all last night reading that medical file you gave me. I think
I understand the generality of it.”
Seto nods.
“And the other file, puppy?”
“Haven’t
gotten to it yet,” says Katsuya. He sighs. “Listen, Seto. I don’t hate you. I
just hate what you did. Would you tell me why? Did you even know it was me?”
“The other
file will answer a lot of your questions, Jou, but I didn’t know who was being
attacked,” says Seto, “and as for why I did what I did… I knew that I…” He
pauses for a long moment as he searches for just the right words. “I couldn’t
just do nothing. I had to do… something. I’m sorry, Jou. I am truly, from the bottom
of my heart, sorry for everything I’ve done to hurt you. I never in my entire
life wanted to hurt you!”
“I think I
know that, Seto,” says Katsuya as the limo pulls up.
“Come on.
I’m heading to my office, but I’ll take you home first… puppy,” says Seto
opening the door.
Katsuya
slides into the seat, and Seto climbs in beside him.
“Home,”
says Seto.
“So… what’s
that other file you gave me?”
“The police
report and all the information on your case,” says Seto, “It should fill in the
gaps in your memory. Dr. Takanai told me you might have been drifting between
conscious and unconscious because of your head injury. How do you feel,
by the way, Jou?”
“I’m tired
because I was reading all night, but physically I feel fine,” says Katsuya.
“I suppose
that’s good enough. I can’t expect you to be fine with all the emotional scars
you have,” says Seto, “but there’s something I want to tell you. Something I
need to tell you, but I can’t tell you until after you’ve read the police
file.” He hangs his head so Katsuya can’t see the blush that graces his cheeks.
“I’ll come
find you after I finish reading that file then,” says Katsuya.
“Please
do,” says Seto.
The limo
pulls up in front of the mansion.
“Get some
sleep, and try to have a snack,” says Seto.
“I will,”
says Katsuya before climbing out of the limo and closing the door. He heads
into the mansion as the limo takes Seto away. He heads to his room, but instead
of going to sleep, he lies down on his bed and starts to read the police
report. His eyes widen as he reads, and he gasps on several occasions. “What
have I done?”
* * *
Katsuya
walks into the living room. He looks around and sees Mokuba on the couch
watching TV. “Hey, Mokie… do you know if Seto’s come back from the office yet?”
“Yes. He got
back about a half hour ago,” says Mokuba, “He went to the kitchen to get drinks
for me and him. Why? Are you two talking again?”
“He
apologized this afternoon. Now it’s my turn,” says Katsuya, “Catch you later,
Mokie.” He walks out of the living room and heads into the kitchen. He sees
Seto looking in the refrigerator. “Seto?”
Seto looks
up at Katsuya. He sees the tired honey-brown eyes and the slight tremble of
exhaustion in his knees. His left fist clenches tighter around the small juice
bottle he holds. “How was your nap, Jou?”
“I couldn’t
sleep, so I read that file. Why didn’t you just tell me?” asks Katsuya.
“I didn’t
think you would believe me,” says Seto quietly.
“Thank you…
Thank you for saving my life, Seto,” says Katsuya, “Thank you!”
“You’re
welcome, Jou,” says Seto.
“Seto… I’m
sorry! I’m so sorry that I accused you, Seto! I just… I assumed when I heard
your voice! I didn’t hear you enter the alley. I’m sorry!” exclaims Katsuya,
“Can you ever forgive me?”
“Oh, Jou. I
already have,” says Seto. He doesn’t seem to notice the door to the
refrigerator still open and blowing cold air at him. “Um… would you like
something to drink?”
Katsuya
swallows hard. “Yeah… maybe just a little drink.”
“What would
you like?” asks Seto.
“What do
you have?” Katsuya starts to walk towards Seto, and he keeps his eyes fixed on
the rich blue eyes of the one he loves.
Seto stares
into Katsuya’s eyes and doesn’t answer. Answering would require taking his eyes
off his puppy, and he doesn’t want to do that.
Katsuya
walks up to Seto and stands only a breath away from the tall brunet. “I love
you, Seto, and I really don’t care if you feel the same way or not. Just give
me this moment.”
“Puppy…?”
Seto’s eyes close quickly, hopefully.
Katsuya
tilts his head and brings his lips up against Seto’s. His eyes flutter closed.
His cheeks redden as he blushes. He tries to step back and pull out of the
kiss, but the second his lips break contact with Seto’s, they meet again.
The glass
juice bottle falls from Seto’s hand as he moves to wrap both his arms around
Katsuya, and it shatters when it hits the tile floor, splashing juice onto
their pants’ legs.
The
refrigerator door swings silently closed and ceases to send the chill down
Seto’s spine.
Seto holds
Katsuya close as he deepens their kiss and kisses him energetically,
enthusiastically, using his tongue to lightly lap at the blond boy’s lips
during their kisses.
“Big
brother! What happened?” calls Mokuba from the other room. He hurries into the
kitchen unnoticed by the two teens who are obviously distracted. He stares
wide-eyed at the two boys standing in the kitchen kissing. He watches in shock,
partially because there are two boys kissing in the kitchen and utterly amazed
by the almost giddy-happy expression on Seto’s face. His big brother is
actually enjoying it. He smiles.
Katsuya
wraps his arms around Seto’s waist and opens his mouth slightly.
Seto slides
his tongue into the small opening and teases Katsuya with it.
Katsuya
opens his mouth much wider, and his tongue invites Seto’s further inside.
Seto pushes
his tongue inside Katsuya’s mouth, vaguely aware that he has no idea what he’s
doing.
Katsuya
leans against Seto, and he starts to fight the tongue in his mouth with his
own.
Seto
withdraws his own tongue and opens his eyes wide when another tongue, hot and
ready to play, invades his mouth. He sees Mokuba over Katsuya’s shoulder. He
pulls away from Katsuya quickly and blushes. “Mokuba!”
Katsuya’s
eyes widen, and he spins around. “Mokie!”
Mokuba
giggles rather girlishly. “Oh, please! Don’t stop on my account! You looked
like you were enjoying yourselves!”
Katsuya
turns bright red. “I’m going to go take my nap now… before dinner.”
Seto
breathes deeply as Katsuya runs from the kitchen turning even redder than before.
He glares at Mokuba. “You… have… lousy… timing!”
“If my
timing is that bad, go join him in bed!” exclaims Mokuba slyly, “You can finish
your make-out session there where you’ll be more comfortable!”
Seto looks
at the shattered glass on the floor. “Sorry about your juice. It was the last
one.”
“Don’t
worry. I’ll have something else and Rissa can clean up the mess! Go to Jou!”
exclaims Mokuba waving his brother off.
Seto nods
and runs out of the kitchen. He sprints up the stairs and opens the door to
Katsuya’s room. “Jou?”
Katsuya
walks out of the bathroom wearing a simple white shirt and blue dress pants. He
yawns. “Yeah, Seto?”
“I want to
join you for your nap,” says Seto.
Katsuya
nods and smiles as he heads to the bed and lies down.
Seto moves
to the bed and climbs in the other side. He slides close to Katsuya and
captures the soft lips in a loving kiss. “I love you, Katsuya.”
Katsuya’s
eyes widen. “That’s the first time you’ve called me Katsuya!”
“It is your
name, puppy,” says Seto softly wrapping his arms around Katsuya, “Katsuya,
would you like me to stop using it?”
“I like it
when you call me Katsuya,” says Katsuya blushing.
“I love
you, Katsuya,” says Seto giving him another kiss on the lips.
“I love
you, Seto,” says Katsuya. He wraps his arms around Seto and pulls himself up as
close as he can get.
“So… how
was your first kiss?” whispers Seto.
“Scary and
surprising. I didn’t expect you to kiss me back. I thought you loved someone
else,” says Katsuya.
“Only you,
Katsuya. You’re my puppy,” says Seto.
“How was
your first kiss?”
“Surprising
and scary. I didn’t expect you to kiss me, and I wasn’t sure if I was kissing
you right…”
“I enjoyed
it!”
“So did I,”
says Seto, “but I think we should still practice some more after dinner.”
“I agree,”
says Katsuya.
“Let’s get
some sleep,” says Seto.
Katsuya
yawns and cuddles up against Seto. He closes his eyes as he rests his head on
his love’s shoulder and quickly falls into a deep, restful slumber.
Seto smiles
as he closes his eyes and drifts to sleep.
* * *
Seto wakes
up with a pair of warm lips pressed firmly against his own. He doesn’t bother
to open his eyes to look at the person kissing him. Instead he opens his mouth
invitingly and a tongue enters to accommodate him. He moans happily as he pulls
the body closer.
“It’s time
for dinner, Seto,” whispers Katsuya pulling out of their kiss.
Seto opens
his eyes. He smiles. “I like this new alarm.”
Katsuya
smiles and blushes. “I’m hungry.”
“Let’s go
eat then!” exclaims Seto sitting up, “But after dinner we are practicing some
more!”
“A lot more
practicing kissing,” says Katsuya nodding. He climbs out of bed and pulls Seto
out. “I love you, Seto!”
“Katsuya!”
exclaims Seto pulling Katsuya into a warm embrace, “I love you! Now let’s go
eat!” He guides Katsuya down to the dining room.
Katsuya and
Seto both eat quickly while Mokuba smiles at them.
“Yes,
Mokuba?” asks Seto.
“Are you
two going to start dating now?” asks Mokuba excitedly.
“We haven’t
even discussed it yet,” says Katsuya blushing and looking at his half-eaten
Salisbury steak.
“Oh, come
on! You two were totally making out in the kitchen!” exclaims Mokuba, “You have
to be planning on dating now! You’re perfect for each other!”
“Mokuba… we
haven’t decided on anything yet. There are other things to consider that you
know nothing about… Katsuya may not be ready for a relationship, so we need to
talk it over,” says Seto, “We’ll tell you if we decide to date.”
“Okay!”
exclaims Mokuba.
“Are you
finished eating, Katsuya?” asks Seto.
“Yeah,”
says Katsuya glancing at Seto.
“Then let’s
go. We have much to discuss,” says Seto standing and holding out his hand for
Katsuya.
Katsuya
stands and takes Seto’s hand. “We have a lot to talk about.”
Seto smiles
as he guides Katsuya out of the dining room and up to Seto’s room.
Katsuya
looks around at the murals on the wall that depict nearly every dragon in Duel
Monsters. “Wow!”
Seto
watches Katsuya’s awe-inspired expression as he looks around the room at the
hand carved oak computer desk in the corner.
Katsuya’s
eyes rest finally on the bed, a Queen-sized canopy bed with royal blue, silk
hangings falling from the oak banisters and supports. ‘That comforter looks so
inviting! Are those silk sheets?’
“What do
you think?” asks Seto.
“You are
such a romantic!” exclaims Katsuya walking up to the bed and feeling the silk
hangings. “Silk? Nice.”
“Katsuya,
will you be my boyfriend?” asks Seto.
Katsuya
looks at Seto and smiles. “I’d love to be your boyfriend!”
Seto
smiles. “I’m glad.”
Katsuya
glances at the bed. “What do you expect from a boyfriend?”
“I expect
you to be healthy and happy,” says Seto walking up to Katsuya and gently
running his fingertips up and down Katsuya’s arms, “I won’t lie to you and tell
you I don’t want to have sex with you. I do, but I won’t force you and I won’t
ask you to. When you are ready, you can come to me. My door will always be open
for you, Katsuya, my puppy, for whatever reason you need me.” He kisses
Katsuya’s forehead. “Since yours has been stolen, I will give you my virginity…
when you’re ready.”
“And Seto…
when I am ready, would you let me be on top… or would you want to be in
control?” asks Katsuya blushing. He looks into Seto’s eyes, and that simple act
becomes his undoing. His knees weaken, and he falls into Seto’s chest. He
buries his face into the soft fabric as he wraps his arms around Seto’s waist.
“I won’t
let you be in control all the time, but whenever you want to be or need to be,
I will let you dominate me,” says Seto helping Katsuya sit down on the edge of
the bed.
Katsuya’s
eyes perk up at Seto’s confession, and he pulls Seto onto the bed with him. He
presses Seto’s back into the bed and starts kissing his neck.
Seto tilts
his head to give Katsuya better access to his neck.
“Could I…
stay here… with you… tonight?” asks Katsuya pausing his question to suck
lightly on Seto’s neck. He smiles to himself as he starts to see the signs of
the bruise his kiss is creating. “No sex… just kissing…”
“I told
you… my room is always open to you,” says Seto as Katsuya continues to suck and
nibble on his neck, “You can sleep here with me anytime!”
Katsuya
kisses his mark one last time and smiles, knowing full well that it will be
visible above the collar of Seto’s uniform shirt. He thinks, ‘How are you going
to explain that, love?’
Seto looks
into Katsuya’s smiling face before capturing the lips in a long kiss.
“Seto,”
says Katsuya when they finally pull apart for air, “I’m ready to talk about
that night.”
“Then let’s
get comfortable,” says Seto, “You can start because I don’t know how it began.
I’ll take over where your memory fails you.”
Katsuya
nods. He moves up to lie completely in the bed.
Seto lies
down close to Katsuya.
~Flashback~
Katsuya
sits in his bedroom trying to finish the last of his homework, a collage for
that stupid, mandatory art class. He stops working when he hears a key scraping
the lock. He gets up and walks into the small, adjacent living room. He checks
out the peephole before unlocking the door and letting it swing open.
“Hey, son!
Help yer… hiccup… old man to bed!” exclaims the man falling into Katsuya’s
arms.
“Been out
drinking again, Dad?” asks Katsuya reaching for the keys in the door. He sighs
when he sees that the key in the lock was actually to their battered old
station wagon. He pulls his dad into the apartment and helps into the larger of
the two bedrooms.
Katsuya’s
father collapses onto his bed.
“Have you
eaten anything?” asks Katsuya.
“Mmm-hmm…
at the… hiccup… bar,” says Katsuya’s father closing his eyes.
Katsuya
stares at his old man as he quickly falls asleep. He sighs and heads back to
the living room to close and lock the door. He drops his dad’s keys on the
table beside the door, and his stomach growls. Katsuya sighs as he heads into
the kitchen to look for something to eat. He opens every cabinet and thoroughly
searches the refrigerator. All he manages to find are a couple ice cubes and
one moldy slice of bread. He tosses the bread in the trashcan and heads back
into his father’s room.
Katsuya’s
dad snores loudly.
Katsuya
kneels down beside his father. He regrets doing this, but he has no other
choice. He quietly slips his father’s wallet from his back pocket and he opens
it. His honey-brown eyes light up when he sees the twenty-dollar bill in the wallet.
He pulls out the bill before sliding the wallet back into his dad’s pants
pocket. He stands up, folding the bill and tucking it into his pants.
Katsuya
hurries out of the apartment and locks the door behind him. It’s a warm night,
so he didn’t bother to bring his coat. He walks down the street. It’s only
about twelve blocks to the nearest convenience store.
Unfortunately
for Katsuya, a few of the streetlights, and the slight amount of protection
they have provided, have been shattered.
A pair of
hands reaches out from a darkened alley and grabs Joy from behind, yanking him
roughly into the near pitch-blackness of the alleyway.
Katsuya
screams before he’s slammed into a solid brick wall. His voice rings in his
ears.
“Scream all
you want, bitch. No one can hear you,” whispers a man’s voice into Katsuya’s
ear as he’s pressed into the wall, “Give us your money, and we’ll let you
live.”
“I have no
money,” whispers Katsuya trying to catch his breath.
The man
yanks Katsuya away from the wall and punches him in the face.
Katsuya
catches glimpses of three shadowy figures before his head is rammed into the
brick wall. He slumps against the wall, half-coherent and completely
defenseless against his attackers.
One of the
shadowy figures moves to Katsuya and rips his clothing off, tossing it to
another shadow. He whispers to the other two, “Let’s have some fun with this
virginal bitch.”
A quiet
laugh fills the air as the shadow hovering over Katsuya turns him onto his
stomach.
Katsuya
lets out a blood-curdling scream as something long and hard forces its way into
his opening. He’s vaguely aware of his tears rolling down his face as his body
is nearly ripped in half by the man raping him. He drifts in and out of his
consciousness, his mind not wanting to endure this torture. He sighs with
relief as the engorged member pulls away from his bruised and bleeding opening.
“All the
bitch has was twenty bucks,” whispers another man, the same voice that had
originally spoke.
Another
shaft, slightly shorter but wider than the first forces its way into Katsuya’s
helpless body, and he screams again.
The quiet
laughter echoes through the night as the second shadow wreaks havoc on
Katsuya’s body, sending his seed forcefully into the teenaged boy’s body before
pulling away.
Katsuya
tries to move but finds himself pushed back into the dirt and concrete as a
third body presses against his opening and forces its way in. He screams.
“Help!”
“No one can
hear you,” whispers the now somewhat familiar voice, “You belong to us, bitch.”
A fourth
shadow steps into the alley, undetected by Katsuya’s eyes.
Katsuya
grabs the wrist of the man currently assaulting him.
“What are
you doing, worthless mutts?” asks an angry brown-haired teen.
Katsuya
releases the hand as the forceful thrusting comes to a halt. His eyes widen in
pain and shock. He recognizes that voice. Seto’s here!
The cock
emerges from Katsuya’s body and a forceful kick to his ribs sends a wave of
pain coursing through Katsuya’s body.
Katsuya
passes out from the pain.
“Who the
hell are you?” asks one of the attackers.
“Someone
who won’t have another’s death on my conscience!” exclaims Seto.
The three
attackers hurry towards Seto swinging their fists.
Seto dodges
the fists easily and initiates his own attack, sending fists and feet flying.
He knocks the three men unconscious against the brick wall of the building. He
pulls out his cell phone from the pocket of his jacket and calls for emergency
assistance. He slides his phone into a pocket of his shirt and pulls his dark
trench coat off. He kneels beside the blond-haired teen and wraps the jacket
around his nude body. He looks at the face as he closes the jacket over the
pale flesh. His eyes widen. “Jou?”
Sirens
sound in the distance and rapidly approach.
“Jou? Can you
hear me?” asks Seto gently shaking the other boy.
Katsuya’s
head falls to the side, but he doesn’t revive.
Four police
officers run into the alley shining their flashlights around.
“Is the
ambulance on its way?” asks Seto quickly.
“It should
be here soon!” exclaims the eldest of officers, “Are you Kaiba?”
“Yes! I was
the one who called. I found those three attacking my classmate!” exclaims Seto.
The
officers handcuff the unconscious men and drag them to the cars while the
eldest officer speaks quietly with Seto.
“I
understand. Of course you will need a statement. I was a witness to this
crime,” says Seto realizing that he still cradles Katsuya in his arms, “I want
to accompany him to the hospital to speak to his doctor, but then I will be
right down to the station to give my statement.”
“I would
rather you head straight to the station,” says the officer as he hears the
ambulance sirens approaching, “but I understand. He’s your friend, and you’re
concerned about him.”
“He’s not
my…” Seto hears the ambulance stop and a few paramedics rush down the alleyway
with a gurney.
“We’ll take
good care of him,” says the paramedic as they take Katsuya from Seto’s arms and
place him on the gurney.
Seto
watches for a moment as the officer recovers ‘evidence’ and the paramedics rush
Katsuya away. “I’ll be at the station as soon as I can, officer.”
“Thank you,
Mr. Kaiba,” says the officer, “That young man owes you his life.”
“I know,”
says Seto starting to walk away. He whispers to himself, “And I’ll collect on
that debt.”
Seto climbs
into the driver’s seat of his bright blue Jaguar and starts the engine. He
throws it into gear and tears off towards Domino Memorial Hospital. He spots
the ambulance and follows it to the hospital. He parks quickly and runs inside.
His heart pounds as he sees Katsuya on the gurney.
“What do we
have?” asks a doctor rushing to Katsuya’s side.
“Assault
and rape,” says Seto moving closer to him, “His name’s Jou… Katsuya Jounouchi.
Check him for head injuries!”
“Of
course!” exclaims the doctor, “Nurse! Prepare the rape kit!” He looks at Seto
with dull green eyes. “Do you know him? Could you fill out his paperwork?”
“Yes!”
exclaims Seto.
“We’re
going to take him away now!” exclaims the doctor.
Seto nods
and moves up to the head nurse’s desk.
“Here are
the forms for the boy,” says the nurse, “Please take a seat and fill them out.
Don’t worry about your friend. He’s in good hands here. We’ll take good care of
him.” She passes a clipboard and pen to Seto.
“You’d
better,” says Seto moving over to take his seat in the waiting area. He pulls a
gold pen from his shirt pocket and starts in on the form. ‘Name – Katsuya
Jounouchi. Age – 16. Sex – Male. Any allergies to medication? – Unknown.’
Seto sighs.
He mumbles to himself. “This is harder than it looks.”
Seto
hurries through the forms writing down all the information he knows. He stands
and heads back to the nurse. He passes her the clipboard as he puts his pen
away. “This doesn’t mention billing.”
“Those
forms are separate,” says the nurse with a smile, “They can wait until his
parents arrive. These are accurate to your knowledge?”
“Yes,” says
Seto, “I will be heading to the police station now to give them my statement. I
want you to call me if there’s any news on Jou before I return.”
“Of
course,” says the nurse adding a note to Katsuya’s paperwork, “and your
number?”
Seto
quickly tells the woman his cell phone number. “And I’ll fill out the billing
forms when I return.”
“What about
his parents?” asks the nurse.
“I’ll try
to track them down,” says Seto, “I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
The nurse
nods as Seto walk away.
Seto
hurries to the police station. He sits there for over an hour telling and
retelling the story of how he found and rescued Katsuya.
“What were
you doing in that part of town anyway, Mr. Kaiba?” asks the detective.
“I had a
late dinner meeting at La Gourment,” says Seto, “and I usually head home on the
less used roads. Not only are there less reporters but also not as many idiot
drivers to aggravate me like the main roads. I was driving along, and I heard
screams. I went to investigate and found Jou.”
“Well…
thank you for everything, Mr. Kaiba,” says the detective.
“One more
thing. Could you find his father? He might want to know that his son’s been
attacked. Jou’s never told anyone where he lives,” says Seto.
“We’ll go
out and try to find his father,” says the detective with a nod.
“You have
my cell phone number if you need anything else. I’m going back to the
hospital,” says Seto.
The
detective nods.
Seto returns
to the hospital and sits down to fill out the insurance and billing forms. He
figures Katsuya doesn’t have insurance since his family is rather poor, so he
fixes the form so that the bill will be sent to his mansion. He returns the
forms to the nurse and looks at the time displayed on the clock on the wall. He
pulls out his cell phone as he sits down again. He dials his home number.
<<Hi!
Kaiba residence! Mokuba speaking!>>
“Mokuba.
It’s Seto.”
<<Big
brother! What’s taking you so long? You promised to help me on my science
project after your meeting!>>
“I’m sorry,
Mokuba. Something’s come up, an emergency I’m afraid. I won’t be home until
late. I can help you with your project tomorrow after school. I’ll cancel all
my meetings so we can work on it together,” says Seto, “I didn’t mean to break
my promise, but this was an emergency.”
<<That’s
okay, Seto,>> says Mokuba, <<How was your meeting?>>
“Long… as
usual. Have you eaten? It’s almost eleven. You should take a bath and go to
bed,” says Seto.
<<I
had dinner. Rissa made pizza for me! Homemade pizza! It was delicious!>>
exclaims Mokuba.
“Good. Now,
I want you to go to bed,” says Seto, “I may be here for awhile.”
<<Okay,
big brother! Don’t forget that you’re helping me on my project
tomorrow!>>
“I’ll
remember,” says Seto, “Good night.”
<<Good
night.>>
Seto puts
his phone away.
“Mr.
Kaiba?” asks the doctor walking up to Seto.
“Yes!”
exclaims Seto standing.
“Maybe we
should sit down?” asks the doctor motioning to the chairs.
Seto would
normally refuse, but he nods his head when he sees the exhaustion on the
doctor’s face. He takes his seat, and the doctor sits beside him.
“I am Dr.
Takanai. I’ve been helping your friend, Katsuya,” says the doctor, “He’s in
serious need of help.”
“That’s what
you’re here for,” says Seto glaring.
“There’s
only so much I can do,” says Dr. Takanai, “I’ve tended to his wounds. He was
raped. We’ve pulled three different DNA samples from him. He has several
bruised ribs, but luckily for him, they aren’t broken. He has some bumps and
bruises on his head. No brain damage however. He woke up for a few minutes, but
we’ve given him something to put him to sleep. He should recover from his
attack fairly well, but that’s not why he needs help.”
Seto’s eyes
widen. “What else did you find?”
“He’s
extremely mal-nourished, and his stomach is very small. I believe he is
anorexic,” says Dr. Takanai.
“Anorexic?”
“Anorexia
nervosa. It’s an eating disorder where, for some reason, a person will stop
eating or eat very little,” says Dr. Takanai, “He may need counseling. He’ll
need to be watched carefully for awhile.”
“Whatever
help he needs, he’ll get,” says Seto, “When can I take him home?”
“I would
like to keep him over night for observation, and truthfully, due to his condition,
he should be hospitalized longer,” says Dr. Takanai.
“I’ll make
sure he starts eating better,” says Seto, “Could I take him home in the
morning? Early morning?”
Dr. Takanai
sighs and nods. “If you insist, Mr. Kaiba.”
Seto leans
back in his chair as Dr. Takanai leaves. He thinks to himself, ‘Why would I
tell that doctor that I would make sure Jou got better and started eating? Why
do I even care about him getting better? I’m just paying his bill because I
found him, and I’m not going to have his death or injuries on my conscience!
He’s really going to owe me for all this! Filthy mutt, making me worry!”
An erratic
ringing breaks Seto from his train of though. He pulls his cell phone out.
“Kaiba.”
<<This
is Detective Shimura, Mr. Kaiba. We believe we have found the home of Mr.
Jounouchi. His neighbors recognize his picture, but there’s no one responding
at his apartment,>> comes the voice on the other line.
“Tell me
where it is,” says Seto.
Detective
Shimura gives Seto the address even as Seto hurries out to his Jaguar.
Seto drives
back to the neighborhood where he found Katsuya beaten and battered. He parks
the car and turns on the state of the art security system as he runs towards
the apartment building. He looks at the mailboxes and sees ‘K. Jounouchi’
written on the box for an apartment on the top floor. He runs all the way up
the stairs to the sixth floor of the shabby apartment building. He pants as he
heads to 6B. He knocks on the door.
Silence
greets Seto from the apartment as he catches his breath.
Seto looks
around and smirks when he sees no one. He pulls two paper clips from his pocket
and straightens them as best he can. He kneels in front of the door and slides
the clips into the lock, twisting and fiddling with them until he hears the lock
release. He smirks at the trick he learned while in the orphanage.
Seto stands
while turning the doorknob, and he enters the apartment. He closes the door as
he looks around the living room. He scoffs at the tattered couch and small
black and white TV that are the only things in the living room aside from a
small table near the door. He walks through the first doorway he sees and
enters the kitchen, and a thought occurs to him.
‘Anorexia
nervosa. It’s an eating disorder where, for some reason, a person will stop
eating or eat very little.’
Seto
searches the cabinets and refrigerator, finding them all empty. The only food
he sees in the kitchen at all is a piece of moldy bread in the trashcan.
“Maybe,” he mumbles, “Maybe this isn’t Jou’s house. I hope not.”
Seto steps
out of the kitchen and walks into the larger bedroom. He sees the man lying on
the worn mattress on the floor. He covers his nose as the stench of alcohol
reaches his nostrils. He glances around the room, trying to pretend that the
man’s blond hair doesn’t look slightly familiar.
The man
grunts loudly.
Seto ducks
out of the bedroom and breathes a sigh of relief. He looks into the next room
to find the bathroom. He steps into the next room, the smaller bedroom, and his
heart sinks.
A broken-down
mattress sits on the floor with a thin blanket spread neatly over it. The
closet door hangs open to reveal, at the most, six different outfits, three of
which being the school’s uniforms. A bag and schoolbooks litter the floor, but
the most surprising aspect of the room is the wallpaper. Letters and pictures
cover the solid white walls, and the pictures all show the same smiling face, a
pretty young woman.
“Shizuka…
Jou’s little sister,” whispers Seto, “Damn it.” He locks the door for the
apartment from the inside before heading out Katsuya’s bedroom window and
moving down the fire escape. He returns to his car and heads home. He checks on
Mokuba, sleeping peacefully in his bed, before he heads to his own room. “Damn.
I forgot to grab clothes for Jou!”
Seto
quickly pulls out a few older articles of his clothing, things he grew out of
the year before but hadn’t yet disposed of. He folds them neatly and sets them
on his desk. “The house was locked… Jou should have had a key.”
Seto starts
to remove his clothing and get dressed for bed while he dials the number from
the card Detective Shimura had given him. “Yes, Detective Shimura? This is Seto
Kaiba… Did any of the officers find a key in the alley where Jou was?”
<<Yes,
Mr. Kaiba. There was an empty wallet and a small key chain found with the torn
clothing your friend had been wearing,>> says Detective Shimura.
“Could I
come by tomorrow morning… around six… to pick up Jou’s possessions?”
<<That
will be all right,>> says Detective Shimura, <<I’ll make sure the
receptionist knows in case I have to step out.>>
“Detective…
what will happen to the men who attacked him?” asks Seto.
<<They’ve
confessed. I think we have a good chance of them pleading guilty,>> says
Detective Shimura, <<I’ll keep you posted, but we shouldn’t even need Jou
to testify that it was forced.>>
“Good,”
says Seto, “I’ll be by in the morning. Good night, and do try to lock those men
up forever!”
<<We
certainly will. Good night.>>
Seto places
his phone on his nightstand, removes his pants and replaces them with his
pajama pants. He turns the lights off and climbs into bed for a few brief hours
of sleep.
The alarm
clock wakes Seto at the normal time, five-thirty.
Seto
dresses quickly in his school uniform. He grabs his cell phone and the clothing
for Katsuya before hurrying out to his Jaguar. He drives to the police station
and finds Detective Shimura.
The
detective gives Seto the wallet containing Katsuya’s driver’s license and
picture of Serenity as well as the simple key chain with one key on the
bracelet chain.
Seto nods
his thanks and hurries to the hospital. He carries the stack of clothing
inside, and he approaches the nurse’s desk. “I’m here to take Katsuya Jounouchi
home.”
“Yes. Dr.
Takanai said you’d be here. You need to sign these release forms,” says the
nurse passing some papers to Seto.
Seto
quickly signs all the forms and returns them to the nurse.
“He’s in
room 201, second floor,” says the nurse.
Seto
carries the clothing with him as he steps into the elevator. He goes up to the
second floor and quickly finds room 201. He enters to find Katsuya all alone
and sleeping peacefully. He sees his trench coat hanging in the closet and he
smirks. He pulls the blankets down and gently removes the hospital gown Katsuya
wears. He sees how thin Katsuya is and even takes a minute to count all the
ribs poking through the skin.
Katsuya
moans quietly as Seto guides his body into a satin shirt.
Seto’s
nimble fingers button up the shirt quickly before he lowers the gown the rest of
the way to reveal Katsuya’s lower body. He stares for a moment at the sight
before him before he shakes his head with a thought, ‘I am not gay! I do not
like boys! I hate Jou, and I most certainly don’t want to touch his dick!”
Katsuya
rolls a little to the side as Seto pulls the black boxer briefs from the pile
of clothing.
Seto slides
the underwear up Katsuya’s legs, and he lifts the sleeping boy’s waist to try
to pull them the rest of the way on. However, the one part of Katsuya’s body
that Seto swears he wants nothing to do with refuses to cooperate nicely. He
blushes as he uses both his hands to get past the obstacle, one hand running
lightly down the length pushing it down as the other hand pulls the fabric up.
‘I’m not gay! I did not enjoy that! That was a shiver of dread running
down my spine! I am so not gay…’
“That’s the
way… I like it,” mumbles Katsuya in his sleep.
Seto
blushes a deep red as he slowly pulls the black pants up Katsuya’s legs. To his
surprise, he finds a slightly larger bulge preventing him from zipping the
pants. He uses his hand once again to push the length beneath the fabric, and
the same tingling sensation courses through his body. He zips the pants
quickly.
“That feels
so good, baby,” whispers Katsuya in his sleep.
‘He’s
getting aroused by a guy, but he doesn’t know I’m a guy because he is still
asleep,’ thinks Seto, ‘If he ever knew I touched his crotch he would totally go
ballistic. Not like I want him to know. I’m not gay.’ He moves over and gets
his trench coat, sliding it on as he returns to the side of the bed to look at
Katsuya. ‘The mutt is rather adorable when he’s sleeping… what? Did I just call
him adorable? I am so not gay. He is not adorable!’
Katsuya
moans as Seto lifts him in his arms.
Seto
carries Katsuya out of the hospital and places him gently in the Jaguar’s
passenger seat. He drives to the shabby apartment building while Katsuya sleeps
peacefully beside him.
Katsuya
doesn’t wake up, even as Seto carries him up the several long flights of stairs
and wrestles with getting the door unlocked.
“Oh, let me
help you with that, dear,” says a gentle, feminine voice emerging from the
apartment behind Seto.
Seto backs
away from the door and looks at the seventy-something woman. “Who are you?”
“I’m Mrs.
Iroki, Jou’s neighbor,” says the gray-haired woman unlocking the door to
Katsuya’s apartment and handing the key back to Seto’s hand, the one holding
the blond boy’s knees, “It’s so nice of you to bring Jou home like this. I was
beginning to wonder if he would ever find a boyfriend.”
“Boyfriend?
I’m not his…”
“Oh? Are
you just a friend then? I’m sorry. I just assumed that since you were carrying
him and bringing him home so early that you didn’t want his father to know
you’d been having sex,” says Mrs. Iroki, “I’m sorry.”
“I happen
to be a virgin,” says Seto defensively, not quite sure why he’s telling a
strange old lady such private matters, “and I didn’t know Jou was gay.”
“Well, Jou
doesn’t like to tell too many people that, not even his closest friends. He’s
afraid they wouldn’t quite understand,” says Mrs. Iroki reaching out to brush a
stray blond hair away from Katsuya’s closed eyes, “He’s such a loving boy.”
“I love you
too,” mumbles Katsuya.
“Do you
have a moment, Mrs. Iroki? I would like to buy you a cup of coffee so we could
talk some more,” says Seto.
Mrs. Iroki
smiles. “I would like that.”
“Wait here.
I’m going to put Jou to bed,” says Seto.
“Be sure to
kiss him good night when you tuck your boyfriend in… oh, I’m sorry! You said
you weren’t his boyfriend,” says Mrs. Iroki with a glint in her eyes, “Old age,
you see… you tend to forget things.” She reaches out and opens the door for
Seto.
Seto
carries Katsuya into the apartment and into his bedroom. He lays the sleeping
boy gently on the mattress and pulls the blanket to wrap around him. He gives
Katsuya a quick peck on the forehead. ‘I am not gay. It’s just to please the
old hag.’
Seto
deposits the still empty wallet and key beside Katsuya’s book bag, and he
hurries out to where Mrs. Iroki waits. He closes the door. “Is there a coffee
shop nearby?”
“Not for
several blocks,” says Mrs. Iroki.
“We’ll take
my car,” says Seto starting down the stairs with Mrs. Iroki, “So… if Jou didn’t
even tell his close friends that he’s gay, how do you know?”
“His own
father doesn’t even know about his preference,” says Mrs. Iroki, “but I had let
it slip once that my youngest son was gay. So Jou came to me about six months
ago, and he told me his secret because he knew I wouldn’t judge him.”
Seto leads
Mrs. Iroki to his car and opens the door for her to get in.
Mrs. Iroki
climbs into the car.
Seto closes
the door and runs around to the driver’s side. He climbs in and starts the
engine.
“Jou wanted
some advice,” says Mrs. Iroki.
“What kind
of advice?” asks Seto driving the car away.
“He wanted
to have some ideas for how to win the man of his dreams,” says Mrs. Iroki with
a gentle sigh, “Such a sweet boy. I told him all about how my Eiji had won my
heart and then about how my son, Eikiji, had won the heart of his current
boyfriend. He hoped he could use some of those ideas to attract a special young
man he has his eyes on, and such handsome eyes they are, don’t you think?”
“Muddy
brown does nothing for me,” says Seto with a pale blush adorning his cheeks.
Mrs. Iroki
notices the blush but doesn’t comment on it. She closes her eyes and smiles. “I
think they look more like the golden rays of sunlight reflecting off the autumn
leaves.”
Seto pulls
the Jaguar into the parking lot of the coffee shop. “We’re here.”
“Already?
Oh, my! This car is fast,” says Mrs. Iroki.
Seto climbs
out and moves around to help Mrs. Iroki from the car. He escorts her into the
coffee shop and up to the counter. “Order anything you want.”
“I’ll have
a small black coffee and a cinnamon Danish if you please,” says Mrs. Iroki.
“And for
you, sir?” asks the woman.
“Just a
small café au lait,” says Seto.
“You’re
still growing, young man. You should eat something,” says Mrs. Iroki with a
smile, “Breakfast is the most important meal of the day.”
“Fine. I’ll
have the same Danish,” says Seto.
Mrs. Iroki
nods happily.
“That comes
to five dollars please,” says the woman.
Seto pulls
out his wallet and passes the money to the woman.
After a
minute, Mrs. Iroki leads Seto over to a table where they sit down to eat their
Danishes and drink the coffee.
“So… what
do you know about Jou’s crush? Does he also like men?” asks Seto.
“Jou
doesn’t know his crush’s preference, I’m afraid,” says Mrs. Iroki, “All he’s
told me is that his crush is tall, dark, and handsome with the most beautiful
eyes that could make you go weak in the knees.” She takes a long drink of her
coffee. “That’s why I thought it was you.”
Seto takes
a long breath as he eats his Danish. ‘Could she be right? Could Jou have a
crush on me?’
“Shouldn’t
you be heading off to school soon, young man?” asks Mrs. Iroki, “You haven’t
even told me your name.”
“Seto,”
says the brown haired teen quietly, “Call me Seto.”
“Thank you
for breakfast, Seto,” says Mrs. Iroki, “I hope you make some boy really happy
someday.”
“I like
girls,” says Seto standing, “And you’re welcome. Do you need a ride anywhere?”
“I would
like the exercise of walking, but thank you none-the-less,” says Mrs. Iroki.
Seto nods
and walks away. He heads out to his car and heads back to his mansion. He walks
into the kitchen where a still tired Mokuba sits having breakfast. “Good
morning, Mokuba.”
“Morning,
Seto,” says Mokuba yawning.
“Hurry and
finish your breakfast. We need to leave for school soon. And I need to call and
cancel my meetings this afternoon so we can work on your project,” says Seto
pulling out his cell phone.
Mokuba’s
eyes light up as he hears Seto telling his secretary to clear his schedule for
the day. “Thanks, Seto!”
~End Flashback~
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