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Who are you to tell me what I know?	By : KitsuneSeven Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1984 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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Disclaimer
: I do not
own YuGiOh or any of its respective characters. I have gained absolutely no money in the
creation of this work. I do, however,
hold claims to the story�s main plot.

Summary
: Why would
this stupid mutt risk his life to save that of the man he despises most? And claiming to repay someone doesn�t always
mean you�re not getting something out of the situation as well. Yaoi, SXJ, JXS

Warnings
: Contains
Shounen-ai, Yaoi, sex between two males, abuse, death, physical disabilities,
Anzu bashing, and lots more fun stuff.
Oh, and swearing.

Who Are You To
Tell Me What I know?
Chapter I
�The Day�

This was
it. Finally, the day they had all waited
for in anticipation for about 18 years.
Everyone was dressed so fancily, and Jonouchi felt so out of place in
his father�s old hand-me-down suit and tie.
All of his friends, especially Anzu, had made such a big deal of getting
to go out and buy a beautiful new outfit, special for this day and this day only. But not Jonouchi. Despite having a decent paying job and taking
on various odd-jobs when possible, the teen had to spend all of his well earned
money on over-priced rent, groceries, and his father�s dilapidated alcohol
addiction.

But as
of right now, all of that didn�t matter.
What was important was everyone in the graduating class lining up
single-file to being the walk into their own personal ceremony.

Somehow,
the lot of them had convinced the principal into allowing the class to convert
their traditional graduation ceremony into one nearly identical to one found in
the United States. The idea had stemmed
from Jonouchi, himself being half American, and originally a transfer student.

�Well
look what the cat dragged in��

The
blonde rolled his eyes slightly, exhaling a pent up sigh at the sound of the
voice behind him. Somewhere in the back
of his mind, he had hoped the brunette CEO would have forgotten about the
ceremony. But then again, Jonouchi was
glad the other hadn�t.

�Seriously,
Kaiba, I�m not in the mood to fight with you today. I just want to enjoy the ceremony.� He hadn�t bothered to turn as he had spoken
to the male behind him. And to his own surprise, there was no flashy retort. Just the most simplistic reply the blond had
ever heard Seto Kaiba direct at him.

�Alright.�

That had
to be the farthest thing from his mind that Jonouchi thought the other would
utter. Man, if that�s all it took to get
Kaiba off his back, why hadn�t he thought of it sooner?! Maybe he had�

Though
he would probably never admit it, Jonouchi Katsuya had always enjoyed getting
into fights with Kaiba. It seemed like
it was the only time the tall industrialist ever paid any sort of attention to
him. I was kind of like how a rebellious
child would act out just to get some sort of attention from their parents. But for the blonde, it was more than just
that. Somehow, over the past several
years, Jonouchi had come to think of Kaiba in a different regard. Somehow, he had fallen in love with the
arrogant, self-centered, demeaning, obsessive-compulsive bastard. He didn�t know if it was during gym class, in
the locker room when he would watch the brunette change; or in the classroom
where he would stare at the back of the other�s head; or even lunch, when he
would catch Kaiba eating alone, too absorbed in his laptop to do anything else,
when the two weren�t busy calling each other names.

He had
pretended to be so massively upset when he had discovered he would be sitting
beside Kaiba during the ceremonial graduation.
But inwardly, he had been ecstatic.
To be able to sit beside his secret obsession during the most important
moment up to that point in his life, it was an obscure honor.

Before
anyone knew it, the class was being led out of doors, out into the warm spring
air. Somewhere off, a perpetual music
flowed out upon the large field onto which the student marched. They all took their seats, row by row, facing
their families and friends. The rest of
the school had been given the day off so as they could attend the
celebration. Those graduating all had
smiles upon their faces as they sought out their loved ones. However, Jonouchi knew better. His father would probably still be sleeping right
now, struggling to get over his alcoholic indulgence from the night prior. And his sister, well, their mother would
never allow her to attend. But that was
alright. The blonde still held his
smile, receiving waves from the families of his close friends.

An odd
group of gentlemen dressed in black seemed to catch everyone�s eye at some
point. In the midst of
them stood a hyperactive young Kaiba, yelling and smiling and waving.

To
Jonouchi�s own surprise, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Seto return the
wave to his younger brother. He hid his
own happiness with his already present smile.
Of course, it grew when he heard the raven-haired boy calling out to him
as well.

�Yay,
Jo-chan!� Mokuba seemed to be even more excited than
even the blonde himself. And this made
his smile grow. As he turned to make a
reflexive snide comment to the brunette beside him, Jonouchi stopped in his
tracks.

Seto
Kaiba, the man who had presumably hated him for about 4 years, was looking
right at him, smiling. And all he seemed
to be able to do was smile back.

The
music slowly died away and everyone took their seats. The principal began talking to those
gathered; about how proud he was of his students, about how glad he was to have
been able to work with such wonderful staff, and so-on. Nobody really bothered to pay attention. Eventually, after near quarter of an hour, he
finished his repetitive speech.

�And
now, I offer to you, your salutatorian, Miss Anzu Mazaki.� The two groups of crowds burst into applauds. There had
never really supposed to have been a Valedictorian or Salutatorian, but after
some research, the class had agreed to create the roles and give them to the
class� equivalent. And that had been
Anzu and Kaiba.

The
bouncy brunette made her way to the podium, barely able to control herself
before beginning her speech.

�Ladies
and gentlemen, friends and loved ones, my fellow classmates.
It�s an honor to be able to stand here before you today. Finally, we�ve reached the end of our long
journey, together. And as we finish this
tale, a new one has just begun. After
today, we shall all begin the next chapter of our lives. But we will not be left behind. We shall be bringing with us many
things. Memories, gains, losses,
hardships, friendships, loved ones, and a respect well earned. For many of us, it will be difficult to move
on with our lives and leave our friends behind.
But as we move, we grow. As we
grow, we remember. And those memories
will be with us for the rest of our lives.

�Our
years here in Domino have helped us develop into the upstanding people you see
before you today. And we shall continue
to develop throughout the many more years of our lives. But today, we have finished setting the
foundations of our futures. Today, we strike
out on the first steps of a new adventure.
And with the help of everyone here today, those seen
and unseen�� As this
point Anzu paused for a moment, glancing away from the crowd of young and old
alike, and looked over to her friends.
They were all scattered about the graduates, but they were there. With a slight clearing of her throat and a
wipe at her teary eye, the brunette girl continued. �With the help of everyone here today, both
seen and unseen, we offer to you the future of our town. The future of our country. The future of our world.� But the time she finished, tears were
streaming freely down the girl�s face, as she looked out upon the crowd
watching her. Trying to hide her
embarrassing display, she quickly forced a bit of laughter. �And now we present to you our Valedictorian!� She smiled as her azure gaze turned towards
Kaiba, who was looking right back at her.

And
Jonouchi was watching them both, and his heart ached. The blonde had always had an overactive
imagination, had always been quick to jump to conclusions. And the way he saw the two looking at each
other was too much for the blonde. Maybe
they liked each other? What if they had
already confessed their love? Did he
really have no chance? He already knew
how unlikely it was that his secret love would ever return his feelings, and he
knew that deep down, so long as Seto was happy, he would be too. But thinking of him being
in a relationship with his friend, it made Jonouchi want to cry.

He
wasn�t expecting the sudden turn Kaiba made, directing his warm smile towards
the blonde. It was only for a moment,
just before the brunette CEO stood to go take his place at the podium. But it was there. Jonouchi returned the smile, though it went
unseen, as he looked back out to the crowd gathered. He sensed Kaiba stand, and as his bronze gaze
scanned over the many faces, something odd caught his eye. A glint of metal where it
didn�t belong. The semi-automatic
came into focus before anyone else seemed to notice it. Jonouchi acted on reflex.

�Get
down!� In one swift motion he was on his
feet, not half a step behind the honored Valedictorian, grabbing the taller
male, and pushing him to the ground. But
they didn�t make it there safely. As
soon as the holder of the gun had seen the blonde stand, he had opened fire in
the direction of the multi-billionaire.
And as Jonouchi forced the brunette down to the soft grass below them,
while the masses of gathered people took cover with their arms and behind
chairs, the blonde felt his own body jerk in pain, felt the blood begin to flow
out of his body.

Gasps
and screams rang out amongst the crowds.
Two of the men in black placed Mokuba behind them protectively, while
the others instantly went after the gunman.
But Kaiba wasn�t paying attention to any of that. All he could see, could focus on, was the
blonde laying on the ground beside him. At the pools of blood staining those golden locks, the green grass,
the pale decrepit suit and tie.

Jonouchi�s
bronze gaze settled upon Kaiba as the pain swept through him. All he could think about was if Seto was
alright, if he had been able to protect him.
Sparks of black and white sprang up into his vision, clouding his sight
of the brunette�s face.

�Seto�� It was the only thing his mind could register
as the shouts around him became whispers.
He didn�t bother to care that everyone else was running around like mad
in shock and fear. Something in him
forced his hand to rise, reaching to brush Kaiba�s cheek. But the brunette, acting out of haste,
quickly grabbed hold of the blonde�s hand with his own.

�Stay
with me, Mutt! You�re going to be
okay!� His voice was shaky and dry, not
even completely believing the words coming out of his own mouth. He could vividly see the color draining from
the cheeks of the male before him. And
Seto Kaiba had to fight to keep his demeanor strong. But his sapphire eyes became a window to his
inner fear as he watched Jonouchi�s eyes begin to sag closed. Why wasn�t the damned mutt listening to
him?! �Jonouchi, no, come on, open your
eyes!� He took a moment to look up
around him, trying to find someone with at least some wits about them. Easier said than done with
a situation like this.

But then
his eyes landed on the Motou child, and his hopes flared. He had a cell phone in his hands, and despite
the tears streaming down the short male�s face, he seemed to be at least
somewhat calm. �Motou!� His voice was livid with the emotions
coursing through him. He knew he
startled the spiky-haired boy by the way he jumped at the sound of his own
name. But when he saw his blonde friend
laying on the ground and the pool of blood surrounding him, Kaiba knew he had
gotten the other�s attention. �Hurry,
call an ambulance! Jonouchi�s been shot,
he doesn�t have long!�

Yugi
didn�t bother to take the time to reply to the command. He had seen instantly that Katsuya was hurt,
and he had to do something! His hands
flew over the buttons on the portable phone, and in moments he was speaking to someone
at the other end of the emergency line.

Jonouchi
had barely been able to hear Seto calling out to his friend, telling Yugi to
call for help. Everything had gone
black, but he could still make out a few sounds about him here and there. But the most predominant sound was Kaiba�s
constant voice, telling him he was going to be okay, and to stay with him. But as the vague sound of sirens began to
penetrate his pain-stricken mind, everything fell away, and unconsciousness
surrounded him.

A/N : I don�t know how traditional Japanese graduation
ceremonies work, but I�m kinda basing this off of how my own went. Kinda. That�s about it for Author Notes. For now. Please R&R.

~Kitsune
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