Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Get Sexy With Pocky ❯ That Was Good ( Chapter 4 )

Xpyne: ::gloating:: I said it'd be done by February, and it's done by February! Woot woot!

Solitaire: Yeah, good job, Xpyn-chan. I won't have to thwap you.

Xpnye: O.o;; You wouldn't thwap me! You'd risk damaging the peanut...

Solitaire: ...You said it... ::snickers:: Oh, and I wanted to clear a few things up first. 1) The book Seto was reading was not a romance novel, like some people thought, but was Charles Dicken's Great Expectations. 2) A nymphomaciac is someone obsessed with sex. It'll come up. And 3) "Teme" is a really mean way in Jap ot saw "you," that's kinda like "bastard."

Xpyne: I'm sorry but there's no lemon, so don't go holding your breath for it. I have four--do you hear that? Four other lemon scenes I have to write for ROTD and various other projects. So all you nymphomaniacs can get your fill when we finally update those.

Solitaire: Anyway, this is our Valentine's Day story--

Yugi: Come on everybody, review multiple times! There's a damn het Valentine's story that puts me with Tea getting more reviews that this! And it's only PG--!

Xpyne: Calm down, Yu-chan. I think someone's had too much pocky.

Joey: There's no such thing... :gets the 'look' from Solitaire:: Uh, while I'm here, why don' I just do the disclaimer...? Heh. Solitaire and Xpyne don't own Yugioh, pocky, Dickens... ::snickers:: Sensei Parks, or just about anything else. Enjoy!

Get Sexy With Pocky

by Solitaire and Xpyne

Chapter Four: That Was Good

Yami paced back and forth in the hallway. Yugi...Yugi knew what he was doing?!? Yami had never been so nervous in his life. He wanted to run into the classroom, grab his light, and kiss him like they didn't need oxygen. He took a gasping, deep breath, steeling himself to face the tiny boy who was such a huge intimidation. His near painful erection wasn't helping his current state of distress.

\\ < Bakura may be a jackass, but he has helped me see what my preconceived notions were obstructing. Yugi loves me. I love Yugi. Yugi...loves me the same as I do, him... It should be easy now. > \\ He took another deep, shaky breath. \\ < No fear of rejection, no fear of rejection, no fear of rejection. > \\ He clenched his fists, bit his lip, and threw open the door, striding inside. He stopped short, a horrified gasp escaping his dropped jaw.

\\ < I thought Bakura was kidding!?!? > \\

Kaiba Seto had his big, grubby hands all over Yugi, and Yugi---his precious light was embracing the billionaire like he wasn't a cold hearted, indifferent, calculating CEO. The thought of losing Yugi before he ever really had him tore at the pharaoh's heart in a way that made him see red.

"Kaiba!" he shouted, "Get your hands off him!"

Something like confusion flashed in the teen's ocean blue eyes before they narrowed in acute distaste. He tightened his grip on the diminutive boy slightly. His penetrating glare seemed to say, "Why don't you make me?" Yami intended to do just that.

The entire class watched in rapt fascination as the boy who looked like a much more dangerous version of Mutou Yugi stormed over to the school's most infamous, devastatingly handsome rich bastard.

Putting a steadying hand on Yugi's shoulder, he used his other to shove Kaiba off balance. The tall teen landed hard on his backside and the class "oooh"ed appropriately. No one pushed Kaiba around.

\\ What were you doing?! \\ Yami demanded, his flaring jealousy causing that to come out much harsher than he would ever normally dream of talking to his light. As he stared down twin pools of icy fury, he failed to notice his sweet hikari's tear-streaked face.

"Yugi. We need to talk," he stated coolly, glaring at his rival in a new arena as he got to his feet. Kaiba stood his full, intimidating height and growled low in his throat. The crowd surrounding them inched back worriedly.

"...Why?" Yugi whispered, in terror of the answer. \ < I...can't believe...Bakura was right... > \

Yami's sharp red eyes darted to his hikari's downcast face. \\ < Yugi is crying--?? > \\

"So I--can tell you how I feel--about how you've been acting," he answered, unsure of the situation. Why was Yugi crying? All he knew was whomever was responsible would suffer painful torture as soon as he finished professing his love to his angel.

At the spirit's words, the violet-eyed boy let out a pained whimper, almost as if he'd been kicked. He jumped to his feet and ran. Shoving past Yami, he hurried toward the door, students parting before him like the Red Sea.

The door swung shut and the next thing Yami knew, he was grabbed by the collar of his jacket and thrown down onto a desk, his back slamming against the unforgiving wooden surface painfully and knocking the air from his lungs.

"Teme!" There were shocked gasps from the rest of the students and the brunette leaned over Yami, his eyes burning with a hatred the other had never seen in them, not in all the time he'd known him.

"What in God's name is wrong with you, yami?!" he hissed at the smaller boy, shaking him for emphasis before shoving him back onto the desk. "Maybe Yugi's advances weren't welcome, but to hold his sexual preference against him...!" He lowered his voice to a growl that only Yami could hear, not wanting to further humiliate Yugi by dramatizing his life for the whole class. "He only wanted to love you. Anyone one else should be so lucky..." Pulling back with a sneer, as if the pharaoh's very presence disgusted him, he spat, "You're not worthy of his affection. One who would turn against his aibou because he is gay--that is unforgivable."

The room was silent and Yami could feel all eyes on him as he stared up at the taller teen bewilderedly. Straightening his uniform jacket, the billionaire glared coldly at him.

"If you ever come near Yugi again, I'll make sure no amount of magic will bring you back." He narrowed his eyes. "I think he would have been better off if he'd never solved the puzzle in the first place." And with that, he turned on his heel, students parting the way for him just as they had, Yugi. Snatching the hallpass from its hook on the wall, the young CEO stormed from the room, the door slamming behind him.

Drama over, their audience began to break up, several kids shooting Yami dirty looks as they returned to their own friends, a general murmuring of "homophobe," "bigot," and "what a jerk" accompanying their departure. Yami managed to pull himself into a sitting position and blinked owlishly at the door through which Yugi and Seto had disappeared.

"What the hell?!?" Joey exclaimed in befuddlement. "Yami, why on earth da Kaiba 'n Yugi think yer a bigot?" Lower lip trembling, Yami replied hesitantly.

"I do not know..." He couldn't reach Yugi; the boy had obviously completely blocked him out. While he couldn't talk to Yugi or enter the puzzle, their link could never be totally severed, and through it he felt his hikari's pain and confusion. His shell-shocked depression was broken by a snicker. Yami's eyes snapped up to stare incredulously at the only person who would dare laugh at him right now. Suspicion hit him like a 12-ton truck.

"What did you say to them!?!" The crimson-eyed teen growled, grabbing Bakura by his collar and yanking him viciously down to his eye level. Unfazed, the platinum haired fiend smiled coyly.

"Oh, I forget." Yami gritted his teeth and flexed his vice-like grip on the other. "...Possibly something along the lines of---you're a homophobic asshole who's disgusted by the idea of his light wanting it up the ass?"

Yami took a swing at the tomb robber, but hit only air as Bakura disappeared into the ring. Taking over Ryou, the teen laughed maniacally.

"Not in so many words, of course, but by the way he ran out of here crying, I think he got the gist," he giggled. Joey snatched one of his arms roughly and Yami, the other, seeing red.

"I'm going to kill you," the shorter boy hissed.

"I'm gonna kill you!" Joey chimed in menacingly. Glancing from one furious boy to the next, Bakura grinned.

"Ryou's body!" he reminded them. A small trickle of blood dripped from Yami's hand where it was clenched so hard, nails biting into his palm.

"I have to go find Yugi," he seethed. "You can't hide behind your light forever." With that he spun and strode out of the classroom, slamming the door and earning a few stares from the other teens.

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Yugi burst through the doors to the roof of the school, all but blinded by the tears he fought desperately to hold back. The doors swung shut behind him with a slam as he ran to the farthest corner he could and collapsed against the wall, sliding down it until his bottom hit the ground and he pulled his knees up to his chest.

He hadn't been up here like this in a long time. Before he had gotten the puzzle, he would come up to the roof whenever the bullying got too bad, either to hide, or to cry where no one could see him for the baby he was. All that had changed when he solved the puzzle, though, and he hadn't needed to run away anymore. But now...

A sob was wrenched from him despite his best efforts and he yanked the chain of his puzzle from around his neck and flung the object away from him, where it landed with a clank and scrape of metal. Now, nothing mattered. He loved Yami, and Yami hated him. Burying his face against his knees, he finally let the tears come.

Kaiba mounted the steps that led to the roof, figuring that by process of elimination, this must have been where Yugi had run off to. He'd already checked the janitor's closet, the bathroom, in front of the school and out in the schoolyard; if Yugi wasn't here, he was out of ideas.

Stepping through the double doors to the school's roof, sharp blue eyes scanned the area, searching for the small, multi-color haired teen and coming up unsuccessful. He walked further from the doors, shoving his hands into the pockets of his uniform jacket.

Seto was glancing out over the roof, attempting to see if he could spot the other down on the grounds when quiet sniffling caught his attention. Slowing his step, he strolled around a corner to see Yugi sitting against the wall, hugging his knees while silent sobs racked his tiny body. The brunette noticed the teen's treasured puzzle lying some feet from him.

He bent over and picked up the item. Yugi looked up, instantly sensing someone had touched his puzzle. He blinked glistening violet orbs up at the intruder. Kaiba looked down at the sennen item in his hand, turning it over and examining it casually.

Yugi clamored to his feet and pulled the golden pyramid quickly from Kaiba's hand. He cradled it close to his heart, and the tall teen felt a wave of depression sweep over him as he watched large tears plop onto the puzzle from the sweet boy's downturned face. Yugi sat again, carefully setting his millennium item next to him, and continued sobbing into his knees. He didn't care if Kaiba saw him as he truly was: alone, unwanted, pathetic, and childish. For several minutes, he just cried his eyes out, until his breath hitched mid-sob in surprise as he felt large hands pull him into an embrace. After a tense moment of fear, he relaxed in Kaiba's strong arms. Clinging to the brunette, Yugi couldn't stop the flow of words that poured from his mouth.

"Kaiba-kun! He hates me! I-I-I love him and he hates me!! I thought--he's always been there for me and-and what can I do? If he would just be my friend again--I don't want to live if he hates me!" He cried harder into the CEO's chest. "I wish I'd just die," he barely whispered. Seto pulled back from Yugi and cupped his chin, forcing the now red-eyed teen to look him in the eye.

"Shut up." Yugi silenced his tears as best he could immediately. He hiccupped. "I don't want to hear you talk like that. Yami is not the sun and moon. Life can go on without him. Do not ever think of that suicide crap. Death is a cop-out. Life is difficult, but you cannot give up every time something terrible happens, or nothing would ever get accomplished." Yugi turned his head away, shutting his immense, watery eyes.

"He is the sun and moon to me."

Seto slid a hand into Yugi's cheek under his blonde bangs and wiped his tears away with his thumb, only to have them replaced by fresh ones.

"Perhaps there are other things worth living for. Perhaps there are other people worth living for?" The blue-eyed boy asked quietly. Yugi pulled Kaiba closer to him by his shirt. He leaned against the kneeling teen's chest, sniffling.

"I don't want to kill myself, Kaiba-kun. There are other people worth living for." His small arms wrapped around Seto. "But how will I ever care for myself if half of me already doesn't?" He hadn't been expecting an answer, but the billionaire offered one.

"Because there is someone who loves you the way you do, your yami..." Yugi's head snapped up in shock.

"...Kaiba-kun?"

"...You are the sun and moon to me." The brunette leaned down and kissed the tri-color haired boy's petal-soft lips. Yugi's eyes widened in shock at that, unable to believe that Kaiba Seto was actually kissing him. After several seconds, the amethyst-eyed teen wrapped his arms around Seto's neck and responded, moving his mouth against the handsome CEO's and parting his lips slightly. The brunette accepted the invitation hungrily, tongue delving into the young teen's cavern. He pulled Yugi into his lap and leaned back against the wall. The smaller one ran his fingers through the silky brown locks and poured out his sadness and angst into his willing comforter's mouth. A flush of excitement coursed through him as he felt Kaiba's arousal pressing through his slacks. He didn't know what to do, or how to act, but he knew this felt right.

< I don't know what to feel... Seto is what I need, but Yami is who I wanted... > As if in answer to his confusion, Yugi felt a spike of pain shoot through his mind and heart. He pulled back from Seto abruptly, panting. Only extremely strong emotions from his yami could reach him when he wasn't wearing the puzzle. He looked up to see his dark standing over them, look of horror on his face. Yugi turned away in shame.

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Joey released his lover, seeing he had reverted to his more sane version. Tears welled in the pale boy's chocolate eyes.

"Yami, how could you!" he cried. Joey gathered him into a protective hug. He spoke aloud, knowing Bakura would be listening.

"You're not goin' ta get forgiven for this anytime soon. You went too far in your mind games! Those're our friends you messed with!" Ryou pulled back from his blonde koi, blank look on his face. He squeezed his eyes shut and strained, grunting in concentration.

"Ryou??" Joey raised an eyebrow.

"Nyuuuuuh~~!!" The fair haired boy fell over, gasping, and leaving a very surprised Yami Bakura in his place. Ryou sat up and pushed his bangs out of his face, smirking. Bakura blinked, mouth agape.

"How'd you do that?!" he demanded. Ryou got to his feet and smoothed his shirt. He looked up, smiling proudly.

"I've been practicing!"

"Practicing how to kick me out of my soul room?!?" Bakura demanded incredulously. Ryou nodded affirmatively as Joey grabbed the former tomb robber by his shoulders.

"An' it looks like he's got good reason ta figure that one out," the blonde remarked dryly, tightening his grip on his evil lover. "Now what the hell is your problem!?" Bakura scowled, shoving Joey off him.

"You two are as dense as that idiot pharaoh." He rolled his eyes and took a leisurely stance, leaning against a desk and crossing his arms. He blew a strand of snowy hair out of his face. "What happens whenever I say something particularly mean to Yugi?" he started, his voice similar to the kind one would use to address a class of kindergarteners. Ryou and Joey exchanged a confused look.

"Eh, you laugh maniacally, getting' some sadistic pleasure outta hurtin' his feelin's?" Joey suggested.

"No!" Bakura shouted in exasperation. "...Well, actually, yes, but that's not what I was talking about." He waited a few more moments, and receiving nothing but blank looks from the other two he sighed as if it were the most obvious answer in the world. "He runs off to cry!"

Ryou raised an eyebrow. "...And this is a good thing??" His yami rolled his eyes.

"What happens whenever Yugi runs off to cry?" he inquired.

Joey scratched his head. "Well usually, Yami hasta go after 'im and tell 'im how fulla shit you are..."

"That's right!" the tomb raider exclaimed, grinning. "He comforts him. And what happens when a yami comforts his hikari, Ryou?" he questioned slyly, sliding his arm around his other's waist and pulling him close to suck at his earlobe. The gentler boy shied away, blushing and rubbing Bakura's saliva off with his shoulder.

"They have sex?" Joey supplied helpfully, starting to see where the other was going with this. Bakura grinned, pleased.

"And people say blondes are dumb..."

Ryou's brow furrowed in annoyance. "But why in the world did you have to say something so mean to Yugi-kun?! You could have just told him Yami loves him!" The snowy haired demon clucked his tongue, shaking his head.

"Sure, I could have, but where would that have left poor Kaiba? This way, he gets to comfort Yugi, Yami gets jealous, and, if everything goes smoothly, they'll all be fucking in the janitor's closet by lunchtime."

Ryou stared at him agog for a moment before turning to Joey in disbelief. The blonde shrugged.

"He's got a point."

The former tomb robber grinned smugly. "See? I'm always right." The softer teen was silent a while longer, then shook his head to himself.

"I suppose, even though you did go about it in a very cruel way, in some sense, what you did could be considered nice..." he mused.

Bakura blinked at that. "What? No! I didn't do it to be nice; I did it because I was friggin' tired of seeing those three moon over each other--!" Joey smirked.

"Eh, just admit it. Ya actually did somethin' nice fer someone for once in yer life." He slung his arm over the other's shoulder. "Feels good, ne?" Bakura scowled darkly at the blonde and shrugged his arm off.

"Don't patronize me, Jounouchi," he growled dangerously. Ryou came up behind him with a smile, wrapping his arms around his yami's waist.

"No, Jounouchi-kun is right; it was nice." He glanced pointedly at the other boy from over Bakura's shoulder. Joey caught the look and grinned deviously.

"I've never seen you be so nice..." Ryou murmured as he kissed the darker boy's neck delicately.

"Yeah, it's kinda hot," Joey agreed, sliding his arm around the tomb robber. The platinum haired yami blinked a little before a smirk of his own crept over his face.

"I'm sure Yugi and his boyfriends won't be needing the janitor's closet for at least another twenty minutes..."

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"Leave," Kaiba growled, tightening his grip on Yugi. "Haven't you caused enough pain?"

Yami stood his ground, fighting the two incredibly strong desires that were tearing at him. Urge one, to yank his beautiful hikari into his arms, cover him in kisses, and comfort him, assuring him he always had and always would, love him. Urge number two, to jealously punch Kaiba's lights out and send him to the Shadow Realm for daring to kiss his hikari.

Kaiba glanced at him coldly, stroking Yugi's back soothingly. "I won't let you hurt him any more."

Yami fidgeted, very uncomfortable with the idea of someone else comforting his light. He blurted out, "Yugi's mine! You leave!" Before Kaiba could come back with a snide remark along the lines of Yugi being no one's property, Yami continued. "I love you! Yugi, please, aibou--don't believe that idiot tomb robber whom I'm murdering as soon as possible--I love you... I'm in love with you..."

Yugi lifted his tear-stained face from Seto's chest. Yami's heart wrenched to see his light so distressed. There was hope in his eyes, but doubt on his face.

"You do?"

Yami dropped to his knees, ignoring the glare he received from Kaiba. "I'm begging you, forgive me my angel, for being such a dense baka! I didn't--I didn't think you could care about me the way I do, you. I thought you too--innocent." The young CEO made a noise of disgust, his grip on the smaller of the two tri-color haired boys not loosening.

"My biggest rival is a fucking moron." Yami scowled at that.

"You're a fucking moron! Not only did you believe Bakura, but you--you--get your hands off him, damnit! I don't like you touching him! I'm his guardian! I'm his protector!"

"Some protector. You're not even honest enough with him to tell him your true feelings until--"

"Kaiba-kun! Yami-kun!" Yugi interrupted. He had picked up the puzzle and was holding it in his hands as he sat in Seto's lap. He looked pensive.

Yami waited with bated breath to see if he would be forgiven; Kaiba, to see if he would be forgotten. At last, Yugi slipped the puzzle back onto his neck. Yami let out enough of a wave of relief and love and lust pouring through their link to make Yugi a bit dizzy, and Seto released his hold on Yugi's hips, azure eyes downcast.

Yami yanked Yugi into a tight embrace, glancing guiltily at the brunette, who was looking rather defeated. Yami crushed his lips to Yugi's, tasting something on him he felt sure belonged to the blue-eyed boy. Yugi broke the kiss, gasping. Hugging his dark so tightly they threatened to meld into one body, he voiced what was bothering his heart.

"Yami?"

"Un?"

"I love you. And Seto." Said blue-eyed boy looked up, surprised. There was a long silence. Finally, Yami responded.

"I like him, too--just not when I was afraid he was stealing you from me." Yugi giggled.

"Seto-kun, do you think you could ever learn to like my yami?" he asked earnestly. The two smaller boys looked up at Seto apprehensively.

The billionaire ran a hand through his hair. < Two of them?? > He let a grin spread over his usually stoic face.

"Maybe..." He pulled the pair to him and pressed his lips to Yami's, who responded eagerly. When they finally parted, both breathing heavily from more than lack of oxygen, Yami turned to his light.

"Aibou, you're the only smart one of the three of us!"

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Seto hurried through the hallway, hand clasped tightly around Yami's smaller one, who was in turn pulling Yugi after him. The tall brunette stopped abruptly at the corner, growling in frustration.

"What?" Yami demanded.

"Shhh!!" Seto silenced rudely. He flattened himself against the wall and peered around it. "Damnit," he swore under his breath. "Uhhh--hide!" he whispered to the two boys. Yami's eyes widened incredulously. Where the hell were they supposed to hide??

Yugi tugged on his sleeve and Yami returned to the puzzle. The smallest boy, for lack of ideas, hid behind Seto's legs, willing himself to become invisible. The clacking of heels came closer and closer.

"Kaiba-san! What did I tell you about wandering through the halls without a pass!? Do you want a detention??" Sensei Parks screeched.

\ < Don't look don't, don't look down! > \ Yugi wished, holding his breath in anxiety.

Seto whirled the hall pass on one elegant finger and quirked his brows upward in a challenging manner, staring down the annoying woman. Sensei Parks frowned, feeling outsmarted. Suddenly she had a clever thought.

"Isn't your classroom number 359?"

Seto narrowed his eyes, sensing a trap coming. "Yes."

"And isn't the boy's restroom right down the hall? What are you doing all the way over here?!"

Seto smirked. She was too easy.

"The janitors were cleaning up the vomit of some baka who ate too much candy. So I'm headed to the restroom in this hall," he replied with ease. The teacher growled in defeat and continued along her self-imposed patrol route.

"Well, hurry up!" she seethed as she stalked off. As soon as she was out of sight and earshot, Yugi burst out laughing.

"I can't believe she didn't see me!" Yami split from his hikari. Yugi looked up at the other two, pouting. "I'm not that short, am I?"

"...I'm not answering that," Seto responded, smile tugging at his lips. Yami shoved at the pair impatiently.

"C'mon, move it, bathroom, sex, now."

"I'm not having sex in the bathroom!" Yugi cried. "What if someone walks in on us?" The two larger boys grabbed each of his hands and dragged him along. "Wait! Guys! No!" Seto dropped to one knee and pushed Yugi against the wall roughly.

"I can't go back into that classroom like this." He sucked on Yugi's neck, his hands wrapping around the violet-eyed boy's waist, fingertips on his rear and thumbs rubbing his pelvic bone. "We can lock the door..."

"Yami?" he pleaded for the other boy to help him make Seto reasonable, only to find the pharaoh licking his lips at them lustfully.

"Can we just ditch?" Yami suggested.

"Yami! Ditch??" Yugi gasped incredulously at the same time Seto replied.

"Okay."

Yugi squirmed out of his captor's grasp.

"Uh...janitor's closet?"

The small boy frowned, knowing he would have to be the sensible one. "I don't particularly want Ryou-kun's reputation..." Ryou was known as the school's closet nymphomaniac, thanks to Bakura. The tomb robber would frequently take control of his aibou without warning and jump Joey, whether it be on the way home from school, on the way to school, during lunch, during passing periods...

Seto actually laughed at that. "Me neither, but..." Yugi was about to open his mouth when Yami's arms wrapped tightly around him from behind, palms rubbing his nipples beneath the fabric of his shirt and his dark half's arousal pressing into the small of his back.

"Closet sounds good."

The trio nearly ran to the nearest closet, but they were all sporting rather bothersome hard-ons. Seto fumbled with the knob before finally managing to get it open.

"Oh gods, Jounouchi!!!"

"Uh, yeah! Uh, take it!"

Seto slammed the door shut.

"I need to gouge my eyes out now."

"Gouging out of eyes can be done in the bathroom," Yami ordered. The two spiky haired boys proceeded to lead Seto into the closest lavatory, where they, to help him cope with this visual trauma, fucked him senseless.

When they had finally sated themselves, grateful no one had intruded on them, Seto sat propped up against the wall, a teen leaning on either side of him. They were all in various states of half-dress. Yugi blew a damp bang out of his face.

"That was gooood," he stated dreamily. He pulled out a small carton and put a thin, addictive stick in his mouth. Yami raised his eyebrows.

"Yugi, what is that?" The diminutive boy giggled.

"My pocky. Want some?" he offered. Yami and Seto each grabbed a candy. The blue-eyed boy smirked.

"Always."

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Seto: ....Was I uke?

Solitaire and Xpyne: ::hentai grins::

Xpyne: Well, it said they fucked you.

Solitaire: I love uke Seto.

Seto: ::mutters:: You would.

Joey: Sensei Parks is actually based on a real person: Solitaire's old history teacher from 11th grade.

Solitaire: Oh, the horror...

Xpyne: Heh heh, I didn't get her. So, uh, if you liked it, review! If you didn't like it, review! If you were just kinda neutral...get an opinion--and review!