Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ It Started With Snow ❯ Part 5 ( Chapter 5 )

It Started With Snow

Well, hopefully I've broken out of the block that hit me with this story. I'm sorry for making you all wait for this.

Legalities: Don't own any Yu-Gi-Oh! related material. Well, I own the plot to this, that's about all.

Warnings: Abuse, but nothing truly graphic. Some slight language. I think like 2 or 3 swear words.

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~Last Chapter~

"Okay, Jou, what do you want to see first, the gardens or the pool?" Kaiba asked, hoping that it would be the gardens

"I'd like to save the pool for last. It sounds like it's awesome." Jou admitted truthfully.

"Perfect." Kaiba took Jou's hand and led him through a set of large, red double doors. The gardens were amazing. Nothing very elaborate, but there were flowers all around and came in all colors. The best part was the two "guardians" as one entered. On either side of the row of hedges was a Blue-Eyes White Dragon trimmed out of two large shrubs.

Jou went up to one and put his hand on the leg of the dragon. "You really do cherish them, don't you." He said quietly, as if he didn't want to disturb the dragons.

"I do. I think they're beautiful and powerful at the same time. However, there is one thing more beautiful." Kaiba admitted.

Still admiring the dragons, Jou replied, "What's that?"

"Why, you, of course." Kaiba said as he walked up behind Jou and embraced him from behind.

~Chapter 5~

"Come on. The pool is still waiting on you." Kaiba said, releasing Jou and walking toward the garden's door.

Hurrying after the brunette, Jou took one last look at the garden, shut the door, and followed Kaiba into a room not far from the one he'd just left. The pool was beautiful. It was twice the size of an Olympic pool with water that rivaled any of the exotic locations people often traveled to. There was a diving board at one end, along with a slide. Returning the water to the pool were various fountains along the edge. They were either Blue-Eyes White Dragons or Red-Eyes Black Dragons carved out of what looked to be marble.

Seeing that Jou was staring at the fountains, Kaiba read his thoughts. "You're thinking why I would put your favorite dragon in here along with mine, right?"

Blinking as if coming out of a trance, Jou replied, "Well, yeah, kind of. That and it's so elaborate."

"Pup, you've been the only thing on my mind since the day we first met. I wanted to talk to you, but you were always with Yugi or Honda. Plus, I didn't know how you'd react…to me asking you out." Kaiba finished, a slight tinge of pink touching his cheeks.

"You mean if I preferred guys." Jou offered.

"Yeah. I couldn't stand it if you'd have rejected me." Stated Kaiba simply.

Jou walked to where Kaiba stood. Taking one of the blue-eyed teen's hands, Jou whispered, "I would never have rejected you. I loved you. Then, when you started with all the derogatory comments and everything, it hurt. That's why I always fought back."

Leaning down, Kaiba gave the blonde a soft kiss. "I'm still sorry for that." Pulling back, Kaiba began to lead Jou to another part of the pool.

This area was a shallow area, roughly waist deep. In the middle of the area was a white pool table. Instead of having felt on the top, there was some waterproof surface, and the pockets were lined with the same material. The balls that were on the table looked normal except for the designs. The solid balls were all clear, but in the middle were various duel monsters. The stripes were also clear, but a colored stripe ran across the middle of the ball. The cue ball was a pearl-ish color reflecting everything around it. The eight ball was the jewel of the group. It was a clear light blue with both boys' dragons inside. The dragons were eyeing each other, but their tails were wound around each other.

Jou had never heard of a pool table in a swimming pool, but was rather interested. Since his father often took him to bars, Jou learned how to shoot pool from the older men while his father drank himself into a stupor. As his eyes landed on the eight ball, Jou started to laugh, "Don't you think you're just a bit obsessed with dragons? Especially ours?" He asked Kaiba.

"Possibly, but that wasn't my idea. You can blame Mokuba for that one." Kaiba said remembering how hard his little brother worked designing that ball.

Jou suddenly looked at his watch. "Damn it. Seto, I'm sorry. I need to go. My dad's going to have kittens. It's almost supper time and it's my night to make it." Jou half lied. It was his night to cook, but that wasn't what bothered him. If he didn't get home soon, he was likely to get a sever beating.

"Fine. But you have to promise two things." Kaiba stated. "One, you will return and we'll play a few games, or swim, but shooting pool sounds more appealing. And Two, if your father pulls anything, anything at all, you will call me."

Jou looked at Kaiba suspiciously, "How do you know about my dad?"

"Honestly, I got the information from Honda. I overheard him talking with Yugi." Admitted the CEO.

Blushing from a mixture of embarrassment and anger at his now ex-best friends, Jou turned to run. Kaiba caught him before he took one step. "No, it's okay, love. I don't think anything less of you. I'll walk you out." Smirking at the blonde, "Anyway, I doubt even a Mutt like you could sniff his way out of here."

A half hour later, Jounouchi was just running on to his driveway when he saw his father's car there. "Shit!" He thought. "He shouldn't be home now! I'm SO in trouble." He thought as he picked up his pace.

Reaching the door panting, Jou tried opening it without making a sound. No such luck. The door creaked and his father heard.

"Where have you been you little punk?" His father grabbed him up by the collar and pinned him against the wall.

Jou had already begun bracing himself for a blow to his head, but when one didn't come, he answered, "At…at…." He was afraid to tell his father where he was because he knew his father would try and hurt Seto.

"I'll ask you one more time, Jounouchi. Where were you?"

"At a friend's house. I stayed overnight, then lost track of time." The scared blonde answered praying that it would satisfy his father.

The older man seemed to accept that answer and released Jou from the wall. "You will be punished later. For now, go make something edible."

Breathing a deep sigh of relief, Jou thought, "Well, I get to live another few hours." He walked into the kitchen to make his father something to eat.

When the food was ready, Jou set it out for his father, and went to his room figuring that if he stayed out of the way, he might get out of being punished. Moving some clothes and duel monster cards from his bed, Jou lay down and closed his eyes. His mind drifted back to everything that had happened. He finally had a safe place to go, with at least one person who loved him. He also thought about Kaiba. He wondered what his blue-eyed love was doing right now.

Jou's thoughts were interrupted by his father opening the door. As the older man pulled his son from the bed, Jou's eyes flew open in time to see his father's belt in his other hand.

"I know you weren't with Honda or that freak with the hack dye job. I checked. I'm not as dumb as you think I am." Jou's father ended the last statement with a crack of the belt across Jou's lower back. "Answer me, you little punk. Where were you? What whore house were you at?"

"I wasn't at any whore house!" Jou yelled. "I was at Seto's. His brother invited me over, it snowed really hard, I left you a message, and I spent the night over there."

His father released his grip momentarily, allowing Jou to face him. "Seto. As in Seto Kaiba, the owner of Kaiba Corp.?"

"Yes." Jou said coldly. "That Seto Kaiba."

Smiling wickedly, Jou's father looked to attack his son again with the belt. "So, my son's whoring himself out to a millionaire." He said slowly, partly from alcohol and partly from the satisfaction of knowing he was going to make this extremely painful for his son.

Cracking Jou again across the back, his father sneered, "You enjoy that, do you? Being used only for sex then getting thrown away. I'll show you what it's like to be used."

Jou was pushed down on the bed, on his stomach. He felt his father lifting his shirt up to reveal his back. Bracing himself for what was coming, Jou gripped the sheets. His father lashed down on his back with the belt repeatedly. Angry red welts began to develop, standing out against the pale flesh.

"I guarantee, you won't think about doing this again. Every time you think about your precious millionaire boy-toy, you'll remember how this feels!" Jou's father promised. The last few lashes to Jou's back were with the metal part of the belt. The hard metal bit into the tender skin and caused blood to rise from his abused back.

When he heard his father leave the room, Jou whispered as if it was a prayer, "I'm sorry Seto…"

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