Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Don't Let Yami Pick up the Phone ❯ Revenge ( Chapter 3 )

:: Kitzaku-san ::

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Gi Oh or Gone With the Wind

Authoress Note: I'M SORRY! This took so long and it's not even a long chapter! But I was doing StuCo campaigns, and I have marching band plus four other school related clubs I've joined. >.< So as you can see... school is ruling over my life. But I PROMISE to write as soon as I can! I love writing!

Oh- and I'm sorry, I didn't say I was discontinuing this story. That was Silly Phil! Rio is for Gareas! Eheh... ^^; But the problem is solved!

Thank you so much for all the reviews and support I've received! And I quite agree about Seto would much rather have the world know than have betrayed Jou and vice versa. So... I figured I could clear that up with this chapter, ne?

:: Don't Let Yami Pick up the Phone ::

(It'll turn into one giant love mess.)

That week waiting for the Summer Festival forced itself to drag out as long as possible. Jou and Seto barely talked to each other and Malik had managed to spend a lot of time at Jou's house. Of course, he was acting more like a leech than anything.

"Hey, Jou, can I have a soda?" Malik opened the fridge.

Jou rolled his eyes. "That's only the sixth soda you've had today."

"I don't have any of this at home. It's addictive." he held up a Pepsi Blue Fusion bottle.

"Fine. Take it." Jou sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. As he was channel surfing, Malik suddenly appeared next to him. "Oooo! Turn it back! That was Gone With the Wind!"

Jou raised an eyebrow. "You like that movie?"

"Sure, why not?"

"But... it's so... long."

Malik's eyes went sparkly. "But it has a wonderful storyline! Can we watch it..? Please?"

Malik would never leave Jou alone whether or not he agreed, so Jou gave in. About a quarter into the movie, Jou noticed that Malik was almost completely absorbed into it. Seizing the opportunity, Jou stood up.

"Malik, I have to use the restroom. I'll be back." He lied.

Malik nodded absentmindedly, his eyes never moved from the screen. Jou grinned, getting an idea. "Hey, Malik, Martians are invading the coffee pot."

Nothing.

"Yami's outside strip teasing a walrus, trying to make you jealous."

Still no response. Jou just shrugged and headed in the direction of the bathroom. But instead of going inside, he turned the light on and closed the door. The, he continued down the hallway to the kitchen and out the back door. As simple as that.

He walked around the front and peered in the living room window. Malik was still transfixed onto the screen and the movie was no where near over. Jou had a while of freedom. But now that he had it, where could he go? The first thing that came to Jou's mind was the park.

There was a special spot in the park where Jou and Seto met secretly. But ever since 'the other incident' Jou hadn't gone back. Now, he needed some time to think about what had happened, how he could fix things, and more importantly:

Seto Kaiba.

The sun was setting when Jou had left, and it was almost hidden behind the horizon when he reached the special spot. It was a small clearing in a thick mast of evergreens. The air seemed to still there, quiet and peaceful. Jou took a seat on the fresh bed of pine needles and leaned against the trunk of a tree. He sighed, starting to feel the first peace in almost a week,

But the sound of a twig snapping made Jou sit up immediately alert and straining to hear for another sound. Silence only followed, but a shadow moved not too far away.

Was it Malik? Had he followed Jou here? Anger replaced fear as Jou stood up. "Show yourself!"

A familiar figure stopped out from behind a tree. It didn't take Jou even a second to recognize the trench coat and the short haircut. The two stood in perfect silence for a moment before the visitor spoke up.

"I though you wouldn't come back here, Katsuya."

Jou took a step forward. "I couldn't find any time. And it was too depressing."

The figure kicked at the pine needles that bedded the floor. "What's too depressing? You've got Malik to wait on you hand and foot!"

"All Malik does is annoy me!" Jou argued. "Unlike you and Yami. I know you two have been spending time together, Seto."

Seto cringed. "Don't talk about Yami in front of me. I came here to get away from him."

"Likewise with Malik." Jou folded his arms. Seto and Jou both stood in an uncomfortable silence for a few more minutes, daring the other to speak. Finally, Seto broke the stillness.

"I want to know, Katsuya..." Seto began, his voice cracking lightly. "Why did you ask Malik to the Summer Festival?"

Jou's mouth went slack. "I didn't!"

"Don't lie to me."

Jou pounded his fist against the tree. "I'm not lying Seto. I will never lie to you. Malik was the one who asked me."

Seto growled, but managed to keep his voice level. "Then why did you say yes?"

"He blackmailed me." Jou stared at the ground. "He promised to tell everyone about us if I didn't go with him." He expected Seto to blow up at him or something. At least he didn't think Seto would do what he did. The multi-billionaire made the trek across the clearing and gathered Jou up in his arms.

"Katsuya..." he was shaking his head. "I know you mean well, but for Christ's sake... use your head!"

Jou cringed when Seto yelled, but calmed down when he felt Seto's strong hands intermingle with his hair. "But Seto, you..."

"Didn't want people to find out?" he finished for him. "No, but I would much rather have them know than lose you like I did."

Gone With the Wind was long since over by the time Jou made it back to his house. Malik was no longer sitting on the couch, but pacing in front of the bathroom. Instead of walking through the front door, Jou crept around the house to the back door, the way he had gone out. He made sure Malik was still pacing in front of the bathroom, then made himself phase with the shadows until he made it to his room.

He closed the door and leaned against it. "That one was close." Malik's footsteps were still noticeable for a while, but they came to a sudden halt. Jou stated still and stained his ears to listen.

Malik had said something and probably opened the door. What followed was a high pitched scream that rattled Jou's eardrums. Jou held his ears tight until Malik finished his shock. Then there was the continuous opening of doors and slamming them. Jou could hear Malik call his name over and over, searching.

Jou snickered quietly to himself. Malik had finally taken notice of Jou's disappearance and was in a panic. At times the Egyptian could be so naïve. Shaking his head, Jou climbed unit his bed and turned off the light. He would just feign sleep when Malik came to check his room.

In the mean time, Jou recalled images from earlier that night with his unexpected meeting with Seto. They, too, had devised a plan to kelp both Malik and Yami in line.

What is it that Seto had said? Jou strained himself to remember. Ah, love is a battlefield.

The doorknob turned and Jou quickly closed his eyes and lie perfectly still. It must have worked fairly well, because Malik sighed. "He's asleep."

This was followed by silence and Jou could feel the heat of Malik's stare. Then the floorboards creaked under his weight, and they were getting closer. The bed sank a little as Malik sat on it and Jou forced himself not to shiver when Malik brushed the hair from his face.

The Egyptian voice was very soothing though. It had an air to it that not even Seto could catch. "Oh, Jou-kun... you had me so worried. Here I thought someone had stolen you from me..." he ticked strands of Jou's blonde hair behind his ears. "So, from now on Jou-kun, I'll have to stay by you side, and watch over you." Jou had to stop himself form choking. Now it would be ever harder to get rid of Malik! The Egyptian's hand left Jou's face and he relaxed a little. Then Malik stood up, and Jou sighed a bit with relief. He waited patiently for Malik to leave.

But he didn't. He continued to stare at Jou until Jou knew his face was getting hot. And when Malik finally moved, he kissed Jou tenderly on the lips and only then did he leave.

Once Jou was certain Malik was gone. His eyes shot open and he stuffed a wad of gum in his mouth. Even though Malik only kissed his lips, it managed to make him feel better to disinfect his mouth.

Bah Jou said to himself. Afraid someone stole me from you my ass...

If you only knew...

TBC!

Ending Notes: o.O; Yami wasn't in this.

Yami Muse: HEY!

Well... you've been invading my agenda book. Anyway- I'm certain you all heard the news? NO NC-17! And I was gonna write a side chapter to this- lemon too. >.<

Yami Muse: *Sighs* R&R pretzels to anyone who reviews...