Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ As Time Goes By ❯ Trey's Arrival ( Chapter 4 )

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Chapter Title: Trey's Arrival

Disclaimer: don't own Yu-Gi-Oh and `Single' By Natasha Beddingfield

Chapter Genre: Angst/General/Humor

Chapter Summary: some angst, Damian, Trey and Serenity's arrival, and they would be?..

WARNING(S): incorrect grammar, spelling errors, might have the urge to repeat myself. OC (original character)

Anessa's Notes: I am quite surprised I am updating my fics earlier than usual, at least this fic anyway, and yes it is definitely going somewhere by the time I finish with it, anyways I hope you like this new chapter, and please R & R.

Review Replies:-

LadyVirgo1956: I am glad you love this chapter, so did I had fun writing it. Yes, I will make sure Mokuba has some deal pushing them together, even though he is all grown up! Thanks a bunch for the review

Landi McClellan: I thought hard about this chapter, so I decided it would be a fun idea to put a little girl, and it would make it easier...at least for me, anyway at least Kaiba has someone other than Mokuba to trust. The beginning has gotta be cute, I mean come on he just came back, give him some love! Yeah, the ending was a tad sad, but love does not come easy...

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(A/N: clip back annoying side bangs, and crack fingers, and I am ready to go, while I pop a stick of Hershey in my mouth...)

`I can't believe this, I can't believe him, he is so arrogant, so egotistic, I feel like breaking his neck into two, for telling me to get out of his stupid over-sized office, I hate him damnit! Nevertheless, damnit I love him, to death! He is so annoying...but so hot! And if I'm mad at him why does he make me feel this way, I hate him for making me feel this way, I'm not supposed to feel this way when I'm mad at him!'

Jou cursed and berated at himself for thinking Kaiba would just give a welcome smile and hug.

He laid on his over-sized king size bed, thinking and cursing himself, when he eventually got tired; he fell into a deep slumber, without even realizing it.

Kaiba strode into the living room and sluggishly went upstairs ignoring the questions that were thrown at him, this time by Mokuba

“Where were you...se...to? hello? Anyone in there?”

Seto did not even reply and sulkily went into his room, he flopped on the four-poster and looked at the beeping clock, and he annoyingly turned it off, and saw that it was 6:30pm.

`I told Maeko to come back by seven sharp, oh well, whatever, oh men headache...'

He pulled the comforter to get some sleep but he could not even close his eyes without a pair of golden eyes flashing in his mind

`Can't I sleep one minute without the mutt's presence grazing my mind? I hate this, I hate him disturbing me all the time it is as if he's following me all the time, every little thing reminds me of him. He's been on my mind ever since he left me...what is wrong with me?...it's not as if I am in love with him?...we just kissed that lonely night, it meant nothing right? Right?' his thoughts led him to less answers and more questions boggling his already cluttered mind.

He eventually came to the conclusion that if he didn't get answers his questions might never be answered, considering he and Jounouchi are possibly not on speaking terms right now...

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It was morning and the sun woke from the clouds, casting its beautiful sunlit rays at one, Jounouchi. He groaned at the intruding sunlight, and walked out of bed to close the red curtains.

He groggily went into the bathroom to wash up before; he started for the day.

After his daily routine, he adorned comfortable cargo pants, a simple white t-shirt and a red vest. He put on his dog tag, ray bans and grabbed his music player for the ride.

Jou closed the door, locked it and whistled as he threw his key in the air, when he reached his Navy Blue BMW (A/N: ::drools:: I want that car...so much...) he put on his ray bans, and earphones while he zoomed off.

He grabbed his alarm clock and threw it at the wall, he threw the blue comforter on the floor, and trudged to the bathroom.

`I can't believe I slept with my Trench on' he thought sourly

After dressing up for the day, he went downstairs to eat breakfast. He saw Maeko drinking a latte.

Seto patted her white hair, and smiled at her.

“Morning”

“Morning, and should you be drinking a latte, your just 11 years old”

She shrugged and climbed of the stool

“Oh well, at least I'm awake, now I'm off to school, I'll call you when I come back” she pecked him on the cheek, and ran out of the house

Seto blinked, and went back to sipping his already made black coffee

“Alright pose, good now make your eyes look half-lidded, good, good,” Tamawera said snapping pictures of Mokuba.

Jou was looking guiding him, looking at what positions was right and if stuff around the place was going great or not. He stood crossing his arms and just looking.

When the photo shoot was about to finish, the door opened and none other than Seto Kaiba came in and Jou looked at him at the corner of his eyes and just ignored him.

When Seto entered to him it was time to pick up Mokuba they had a lunch, to do.

“Are you done, Mokuba?”

“Yeah, let me just grab my jacket”

E looked at Jou and Seto “Seto I believe you haven't cursed at Jounouchi since you came in, what happened?” he asked a little amused

“What are you talking about Mokuba the mutt's not here...”

Mokuba pointed at the figure standing, his back to him.

“Oh...” he seemed like he did not recognize Jou. He got to really look at him. There was black streaks, and was shoulder length,(it seemed more thinned out) a long bang coming down the left side of his face, covering his eyes a little.

Seto just stared

“What are you looking at Moneybags, see something you like?” Jou leered at him

“Oh nothing, I'll be going I'm sure I'll see you around...I guess” Seto said shrugging his shoulders.

Jou scowled, and exited the modeling agency.

“What was that all about, Seto?” Mokuba asked confusedly

Kaiba was still looking at the path Jou went through

“Nothing, Mokuba...nothing at all, come on” they too exited and slipped into the sleek black limo.

Jou walked to the park, slowly exhaling his cigarette, trying not to go bonkers. He sat down, and remembered that fateful night when he and Kaiba sat down on the same exact bench; he felt teardrops falling down his cheeks and hastily wiped them.

`This is not the place to break-down; he is breaking my heart further'

Jou walked out of the park, trying to get some renewed fresh air.

When he reached the rented flat, he opened the door to hear: SURPRISE!

He clutched at his chest, trying to slow his breath “what the hell is going on?”

The next thing he knew, someone jumped on him and hugged him tight

“Daddy!”

“Hey Trey, what's up, little man?”

“Nothing...I and Damian wanted to surprise you, SURPRISE!”

“Yes I can see that” Jou said wincing at the screech.

“Hey man” Jou greeted the African-American dude, who just came into the parlor.

“What's up? Having a good time these past few days?”

“yeah, I guess...” Jou scratched the back of his head nervously

“Who is it so I can punch their faces in” Damian said balling a fist

Jou chuckled nervously sometimes he didn't know how to act around his friend

“No one...so how did you guys pull this off anyways?” Jou asked looking around the place

“well a little call helped with that, Yugi mainly did it” Damian said smugly

“Where are they?”

“Not here, I just wanted this surprise between me, you and Trey”

“Oh alright then”

Trey came out of the kitchen holding a BB gun

“You still have that?” Jou asked

“Yup!”

“Who braided your hair, it wasn't like that the last time I did it”

The 10 year old smirked “Damian, no offense dad, but I didn't like the last one you did”

Jou huffed “whatever who says I want to touch your hair, anyway?”

“You, oh my `your hair is so fluffy and so soft...” Trey imitated a good version of his dad's voice.

“Anyway, the dweebs told me to tell you that were going to a night club...tonight” Damian said strutting out of the living room.

“Don't call them that, I don't appreciate it”

Damian turned around and mildly glared at Jou, Jonouchi being the person he is,was obvlious

“I'll call them whatever I want to” he said his voice slightly chipped

`Sometimes that guy scares me to death'