Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Virus ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Seto followed whom he was now calling Lil' Jou, for you see, that's who he was truely little. Seto was beginning to become fond of the kid too. He was trying to be brave, but still clung to Seto's side as he pointed out many of the main buildings around the mind itself. "That's the Dream Theater, they show all kinds of things, including stuff I can never see cause' I'm too young." Lil' Jou explained.

"I could show ya what they show in those kinds of movies kid, if your pretty freind's willing to let me." A shadowed figure stated, causing everyone to shiver. Standing there dressed in a drop dead sexy leather outfit was another Joey, older, more dreamy. Seto stood straight, watching as this Jou came close to him. "What's the matter, never seen the sexual part of a man's mind before, or what?" Jou said, looking at Seto directly.

"No, Seto's just a loner that's all." Yami retorted, smirking.

"Now, here's a guy I could grow to like, he's dressed decent, has a cocky attitude, his freind is a little too pushover for my tastes though..." A mad glint lit his eye.

As Jou prowled over to Seto, wrapping his arms around Seto's shoulders, before slowly licking the barely visable sweat rolling down his face. "Now, that, I could get very used to." He whispered, letting the puffs of heated breath hit Seto's neck, before he backed off.

Seto knew that the area between his legs was giving off a faint heat of longing, but he fought it down. "Now, Seto, you're little tour guide forgot one very important area of the brain, the central nervous system." Jou said, sitting in an all too sexy pose, pointing to a building.

It looked like Kaiba Corps. building, only instead of the KC there was a CN, or Central Nervous. Seto watched as Lil' Jou clutched protectively to Seto's side. "You quit it, pervert!" Lil' Jou pipped up.

An older figure, but younger than the sexual part of Jounochi's brain was seen by Seto. Yami already had it cornered though, and the figure shook out of pure fear. Little Jou ran, knocking Yami over before looking at the fearful boy before him. "You should know better than to mess with one of them! Don't you think they've been through enough already?!" He yelled at Yami.

Seto walked calmly over to where they stood before asking as if it were just a normal question. "What was that?" Seto asked.

"One of the other's." Lil' Jou said, quietly.

"What do you mean?" Seto asked.

"They're the ones that carry the burden of all the bad stuff that happens to Jounochi." The other Jou responded, looking rather sorry for the creatures that he mentioned.

"What bad stuff?" Yami asked.

"I know what they're talking about." Yugi pipped up.

"You're talking about the divorce, right Yugi?" Yami asked.

Yugi shook his head, sadly, "No, there have been worse than some petty arguments between his parents. All I'll say is that it's a burden he took so his sister could be safe."

"By that you mean?... Oh." Yami said, fully understanding.

"What? What is it that is hurting him?!" Seto asked.

Yugi looked at Seto before carefully whispering it in his ear, "Jou's Father is a drug user, he abuses Jounochi."

Seto felt his face pale at the words he'd just heard. The same thing that had happened so many times in the school coming back to him.
Seto watched as Jounochi came into the classroom, late yet again, the second time this week. What a pitiful excuse for a human, not even able to show up on time, let alone keep out of a fight even when late. Jounochi's hair was a mess, his clothing rumbled and torn in spots and face was dirty. Seto laughed as Jounochi took his seat. After class, Seto came looking to insult Jounochi further. "Well, if it isn't the dirty Mutt come to play?" Seto sneered.

Jounochi was slumped against his locker when Seto had said this, but he stood with a groan. "Don't, Seto. Not today." Jounochi had said.

Seto ignored it and continued his insult. "What? That's all you'll ever be you know, a mutt, a stupid dog." Seto commented.

Jounochi looked up at Seto with tired eyes. "You're right, I'm some fuckin' mutt, someone's fuckin' hoar, now, just leave me alone." Jounochi had stated, going past Seto.

He'd barely made it down the hall when he'd heard the sounds of someone throwing up, he didn't care though, so the mutt was sick, so what? He continued through his day until about lunch. "Did you hear? That Jounochi kid had to go to the hospital." One person whispered to another, Seto paused to hear the rest.

"Yeah, heard he was puking up blood." Seto felt his insides clench, but fought it down.

It was that Mutt they were talking about, he didn't care about Jou at all. Even if he were sick enough to puke up blood, it wasn't Seto's business.
Seto snapped out of it when he noticed he wasn't near the rest of the group anymore. No, he was getting closer to the shadowed figures at the edges of Jounochi's mind. He was in front of one now, one of Jounochi's current age, it's cloths were torn and it was bleeding from several places. What was worse than it's huge eyes staring at nothingness was what it kept repeating. "I'm nothing but a hoar. Someone's good fuck. Daddy's little bitch. Daddy's little slut. I'm nothing but a hoar." It repeated over and over like a chant. Then, another came, and picked him up before running away from Seto.

"Pitiful ain't it?" He heard someone whisper behind himself.

He turned to find the Sexual Jou standing there. "That they have to bear all of that, just so the rest of us can keep going?" He spoke pure truth of the matter.

"Yeah." Seto agreed before they moved on.