Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The One That Falls in Love Loses ❯ Chapter 7 ( Chapter 7 )

Chapter 7

 

Warning: Joey's father isn't abusive. He's actually pretty nice, but still a slut…a man's slut! XDD!!!

 

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Joey shuttered from the cool breeze brushing against his bare spine from the open window in his room. His eyes fluttered open, only noticing that the surroundings were familiar. He sat upright and gasped. “How did I get here?” He peered down into his lap and blushed. He had been stripped down to his black boxers, but he didn't remember doing it himself. He scooted off the bed and approached the open window to shut it. “The last thing I remember was the dance...and dancing with Seto.” He hugged himself for warmth and quickly scurried back to his bed to cover himself with his sheets. “He didn't…do anything did he?” As his thoughts become uncomfortable, so did the aching between his thighs. “No…he couldn't have.” Joey closed his eyes tightly, trying desperately to will his erection away. The mere action of it exhausted him and shortly put into a deep slumber.

 

Seto smiled thoughtfully. He sat on a branch, resting his back against the trunk, near the blonde's house. His brother sat in his lap, hugging him close. “Come on Alister. He'll be fine.”

 

Alister nodded against Seto's chest and pulled away reluctantly. He watched as his brother stood and stretched his body with catlike reflexes. He purred softly as he wrapped his arms around Seto's waist and lifted his shirt to reveal his abdomen. “You're so sexy. I want to take you right here and now.” He planted butterfly kisses upon the silky flesh and smiled when he felt his partner's giggles vibrate his body.

 

“That tickles,” Seto whispered passionately and placed his hands on the back of Alister's head. “But we can't do it here. The way we scream, we could wake up the whole neighborhood, literally.”

 

“Awe!” Alister pouted. He used Seto's body to lever himself up. “That's what's so fun about it!” He lifted his head up and down in sorrowful amusement and then pushed himself away from Seto, his hand firmly placed against the other's chest as if wanting to keep him at arms reach. “You old stick in the mud!”

 

Seto snorted. “Just for that, you are not getting any.” He leaped into the air starting on his way home.

 

Alister blinked, not sure what exactly happened. “Um…Seto? You were kidding…right? Seto?”

 

The green haired demon just smiled knowingly as he kept up his faster pace through the air. “I never kid. You know me better than that, Alister.”

 

“That's not funny, Seto!” Alister exclaimed as he struggled to keep up with his brother. “Hey, are you listening to me?”

 

“Nope! Not a word,” Seto chuckled. Oh how he loved tormenting his partner.

 

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Saturday! What a freaking glorious day! Joey rubbed the sleep from his eyes as he rolled out of bed and approached the bedroom door. He could hear a light shuffle of feet against carpet in the hallway. He knew instantly that it was his father heading toward the kitchen. He opened the door, already expecting his father to say something humorous for a good morning.

 

“Damn Saturdays. Why do they have to be so bright,” the man smiled groggily at his son and ruffled his hair as he passed him by. “Mornin' squirt!”

 

“Morning dad.” Joey straightened his hair with a laugh and followed his father into the kitchen, except moving in a faster pace. He almost had the urge to call his father an old coot for moving so slow. “What are we having for breakfast?” He decided to ask.

 

As soon as they reached the kitchen, Mr. Wheeler turned to his son and grinned foolishly. “How about apple cinnamon oatmeal?”

 

Joey grimaced. He wasn't exactly the biggest fan for oatmeal, but he'd have to deal with it. “Okay, sure. It's better than nothing.” He sat at the table and waited patiently for his morning gruel. “Hey, dad. Are we still going to visit mom and Serenity?”

 

Mr. Wheeler nodded as he poured a cup of milk into the gooey substance and stirred it thoroughly. “Yeah, your mom is INTENT on us visiting.” He handed the bowl of oatmeal to his son and then set out to fix his own bowl.

 

The teen smiled with appreciation. He loved visiting his sister on the weekends. It was better than staying home and playing card games or watching movies that you've already seen. He took a bite of his oatmeal and swallowed without tasting it. He actually wanted to flush it down the toilet or give it to the neighbor's dog. He looked off to the side with a small smile and started to wonder about last night. `I wonder what really happened. It's funny that I can't remember any of it.'

 

Both of them finished their breakfast and hurried to get ready so they could leave. Joey was out the door before his father. He had almost reached the bus stop when his father called out at the end of their home's walkway. “Hey, kiddo! Don't leave me in the dust. I'm an old man!”

 

Joey held his stomach in laughter at his father's poor excuse of an old man walking with a hunched back and taking one slow step at a time with an invisible cane for support.

 

“You shouldn't laugh at your elders, sonny,” the man accused jokingly. He poked his finger into his son's side, causing the teen to laugh harder.

 

“You're only thirty-six, dad!” Joey pocked his father in the chest, gently shoving him back. “The only reason you FEEL old is because all of those younger guys screwing you in the ass.”

 

Mr. Wheeler's face turned several interesting shades of crimson. “Ahem…watch your mouth,” he scolded softly.

 

Joey smirked. “You know it's true.” He was thrown off guard as his father grabbed him roughly and hugged him tight.

 

“Yeah, but that doesn't mean you can make fun of me.” He kissed his son on the top of his head and laughed when his son sputtered from the intimate moment.

 

“Let me go,” Joey demanded as he pushed his father away with a sneer. He blushed faintly when he noticed his father's relaxed gaze and smile. “What?”

 

The man shook his head, his boastful grin returning full force. He patted his son on the shoulder roughly. “Nothin! I'm just thinking how fast my boy is growing up. Pretty soon you'll be married and giving me grandchildren!”

 

Joey almost fell forward from the coarse treatment. If he hadn't of known better, that sounded more of an amused, smug comment than a casual one. “Che, yeah right, old man!” He straightened himself. “You dread everyday of me having kids, because you know that's a sign of you getting TOO old!” He crossed his arms over his chest, satisfied with his conclusion.

 

“Yeah, you're right.” Mr. Wheeler grabbed his son around the neck and leaned him forward. “So do me a favor. Always wear a condom!”

 

“Dad!” Joey moaned as he broke loose once again. He sighed in relief when the bus finally pulled up and allowed them aboard.

 

Unbeknownst to Joey, two of the chaos demons sat at the front of the bus in the second seat on the left hand side. However, they never noticed the blonde teen, considering they were both trying to act as casual as possible with their toothy grins.

 

Something wasn't going to go down well.

 

tbc

 

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A/N: Thank you Anubiset, Cas, zombiedarkelf18, and silverfox for such great reviews!! ^-^ Oh, I've been meaning to reply to Cas' comment about Kaiba having green hair. XD He does have green hair in the first series that Takahashi made. That's where I got the idea for this fic from, because he reminded me of a demon. Please tell me if you'd like me to email a pic of him.