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This Is My Chance
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
7
Views:
1,695
Reviews:
28
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Changing Times
CHANGING TIMES
It was a rare occasion to see Tristan without Joey around at school, so I couldn’t help but grin when I saw Tristan standing alone at his locker.
It wasn’t that I wouldn’t speak to him when Jou was around, we were kind of friends. But how much fun is it to be around the constant reminder of why you’ll never be with the person you love? Love…that sounds so stupid…
“Hey!” I smiled, leaning against the lockers. He grinned, pulling out two tickets from his pocket.
“What are those?” I tried not to get my hopes up. I didn’t want him thinking I thought they were for us only to be extremely embarrassed when they were for Joey.
“I’m taking Jou to a resort this weekend for our anniversary.” He triumphantly grinned.
Of course.
“Oh.” I said. “Cool!” I quickly added, not wanting him to notice my disappointment. Of course they weren’t for me. He had Joey, why would he get tickets for us? I was just being stupid.
“He was totally speechless when I told him last night!” he laughed, looking at the tickets again.
“Yeah…I bet. Well, see ya.” I waved goodbye.
I really hoped I wouldn’t have to be around when they were talking about it. I took my time going to my locker and collecting my stuff. Maybe if I take long enough they won’t have time to talk before class starts.
I entered, catching the tail end of Tristan’s conversation.
“So we’ll leave tomorrow around 6 am, that will put us at the resort by 9 as long as traffic is okay so you can just stay the night at my house tonight…”
“Joey?”
“Yeah?”
“Sound good?”
“Oh! Sure!”
Tristan was so excited but Joey just seemed distant and indifferent to the whole thing. How could he not be grateful and thrilled? If it was me….
No. I can’t think like that. It’s not me.
I resigned myself to focusing on anything but Tristan and their weekend together. Their weekend that would just take Tristan that much farther away from me.
Class was so boring. I kept turning my gaze to Tristan constantly, having to snap my attention back to the teacher. Tristan kept trying to touch and tickle Joey who kept pushing him away. Is it not enough that Joey gets him but that he doesn’t even appreciate it? Appreciate that he can just reach out and kiss him whenever he wants or just tell him he loves him like I can only think about?
Not that I wanted to see them all over each other. I just want…
I don’t know what I want.
XxXxXx
I kept my mind on work after school. Keeping myself constantly busy in the game shop before my thoughts could drift to him. I even kept the shop open until 1 in the morning since it was the weekend.
I walked home completely exhausted, planning on sleeping the weekend away. At least then I wouldn’t be able to drive myself insane about what Tristan and Joey were doing.
The street was almost pitch black save for the dimming street lamp at the end of the road. My house at the end sat eerily lit, casting shadows over the wall that made it look like someone was sitting on the porch.
As I continued to walk, I strained my eyes, the outline of a person slowly forming. My heart quickened, who the hell would be out here at 2 in the morning? I tentatively walked closer, the person was sitting there with their head in their hands.
“Can I—fuck Tristan you scared me!” I gasped when Tristan’s head shot up.
“Sorry.” He quietly whispered. I stepped closer to him, noticed his face was swollen and red with tear tracks lining his face.
“Tristan?” I pulled his gaze towards mine.
“What happened?” He didn’t even get anything out before he started sobbing uncontrollably, throwing himself on me. I went rigid, my heart racing from the intimacy of the moment. God how I’d wanted to touch him like this. But I hated seeing him so upset.
“Did something happen? Where’s Joey?” Upon saying his name it was as if a floodgate had opened, his cries doubling as he continued to sob.
I didn’t say anything else, just sat there for a long time letting him cry and holding him. I finally pushed him inside, grabbing him some water.
“I’m sorry for coming this late. I just needed someone to talk to.” He rasped. I nodded, encouraging him to continue.
“Joey…” he paused, tearing leaking as he spoke. “He—he broke up with me.” he cried, pressing his palms against his eyes.
“What?” I said in disbelief, my heart leaping despite my guilty conscious.
He nodded, continuing to speak. “He said he was in love with someone else and couldn’t take lying to me anymore…some shit like that.” He vehemently added.
I shook my head in disbelief, how could Joey do something like that? Who could he possibly be in love with? He was always with Tristan.
Now my heart clenched as I thought about Tristan being alone again. I immediately felt guilty, trying desperately to keep my feelings at bay. Now wasn’t the time.
…but why had he come here? Did I really mean that much? I bit my lip to suppress a smile, thinking about him wanting me to make him feel better.
“I just don’t know what happened. We were fine. I thought…everything was…fine.”
“I’m so sorry. You don’t deserve that.” I tried to soothe, awkwardly patting him on the back. He grabbed the hand, wrapping his own around it. I could feel my face start to burn but I kept my hand there, just letting him hold it.
Now my thoughts really were racing. Was it reallyover between them?
If it was, how long would he be like this before he could move on? Would he even want me? I couldn’t help but imagine us together…actually together. That thought seemed unbelievable and yet it excited the hell out of me.
Together.
AN: I got nothin'...except...review! hooray!
To my one-shot reviewers I sincerely apologize for being so slow on updating lately. I am trying but I'm just so busy right now. I PROMISE starting April we will be back on schedule!
REVIEW REPLIES
Akane: Thank you--glad you like it so far :) yes, it is the side story for this is my life. :)
tatiana: well, hope you like it! :) thanks for reviewing--
blackgargie: isn't it always the case that the good ones are taken? its not hard for me to write stories with that plot as it always happens to me :) but at least we know duke gets a happy ending :)
lashea: well, glad i could be of help! :) i enjoy the pairing too, i wish there was more out there--although i have read a couple delicious one-shots with the pair in my day. ;) thanks for reviewing! hope to hear from you again
rukia: hmm...i don't know, but i'm glad to hear its not boring! that would make me sad. :( lol. thanks for reviewing!
It was a rare occasion to see Tristan without Joey around at school, so I couldn’t help but grin when I saw Tristan standing alone at his locker.
It wasn’t that I wouldn’t speak to him when Jou was around, we were kind of friends. But how much fun is it to be around the constant reminder of why you’ll never be with the person you love? Love…that sounds so stupid…
“Hey!” I smiled, leaning against the lockers. He grinned, pulling out two tickets from his pocket.
“What are those?” I tried not to get my hopes up. I didn’t want him thinking I thought they were for us only to be extremely embarrassed when they were for Joey.
“I’m taking Jou to a resort this weekend for our anniversary.” He triumphantly grinned.
Of course.
“Oh.” I said. “Cool!” I quickly added, not wanting him to notice my disappointment. Of course they weren’t for me. He had Joey, why would he get tickets for us? I was just being stupid.
“He was totally speechless when I told him last night!” he laughed, looking at the tickets again.
“Yeah…I bet. Well, see ya.” I waved goodbye.
I really hoped I wouldn’t have to be around when they were talking about it. I took my time going to my locker and collecting my stuff. Maybe if I take long enough they won’t have time to talk before class starts.
I entered, catching the tail end of Tristan’s conversation.
“So we’ll leave tomorrow around 6 am, that will put us at the resort by 9 as long as traffic is okay so you can just stay the night at my house tonight…”
“Joey?”
“Yeah?”
“Sound good?”
“Oh! Sure!”
Tristan was so excited but Joey just seemed distant and indifferent to the whole thing. How could he not be grateful and thrilled? If it was me….
No. I can’t think like that. It’s not me.
I resigned myself to focusing on anything but Tristan and their weekend together. Their weekend that would just take Tristan that much farther away from me.
Class was so boring. I kept turning my gaze to Tristan constantly, having to snap my attention back to the teacher. Tristan kept trying to touch and tickle Joey who kept pushing him away. Is it not enough that Joey gets him but that he doesn’t even appreciate it? Appreciate that he can just reach out and kiss him whenever he wants or just tell him he loves him like I can only think about?
Not that I wanted to see them all over each other. I just want…
I don’t know what I want.
XxXxXx
I kept my mind on work after school. Keeping myself constantly busy in the game shop before my thoughts could drift to him. I even kept the shop open until 1 in the morning since it was the weekend.
I walked home completely exhausted, planning on sleeping the weekend away. At least then I wouldn’t be able to drive myself insane about what Tristan and Joey were doing.
The street was almost pitch black save for the dimming street lamp at the end of the road. My house at the end sat eerily lit, casting shadows over the wall that made it look like someone was sitting on the porch.
As I continued to walk, I strained my eyes, the outline of a person slowly forming. My heart quickened, who the hell would be out here at 2 in the morning? I tentatively walked closer, the person was sitting there with their head in their hands.
“Can I—fuck Tristan you scared me!” I gasped when Tristan’s head shot up.
“Sorry.” He quietly whispered. I stepped closer to him, noticed his face was swollen and red with tear tracks lining his face.
“Tristan?” I pulled his gaze towards mine.
“What happened?” He didn’t even get anything out before he started sobbing uncontrollably, throwing himself on me. I went rigid, my heart racing from the intimacy of the moment. God how I’d wanted to touch him like this. But I hated seeing him so upset.
“Did something happen? Where’s Joey?” Upon saying his name it was as if a floodgate had opened, his cries doubling as he continued to sob.
I didn’t say anything else, just sat there for a long time letting him cry and holding him. I finally pushed him inside, grabbing him some water.
“I’m sorry for coming this late. I just needed someone to talk to.” He rasped. I nodded, encouraging him to continue.
“Joey…” he paused, tearing leaking as he spoke. “He—he broke up with me.” he cried, pressing his palms against his eyes.
“What?” I said in disbelief, my heart leaping despite my guilty conscious.
He nodded, continuing to speak. “He said he was in love with someone else and couldn’t take lying to me anymore…some shit like that.” He vehemently added.
I shook my head in disbelief, how could Joey do something like that? Who could he possibly be in love with? He was always with Tristan.
Now my heart clenched as I thought about Tristan being alone again. I immediately felt guilty, trying desperately to keep my feelings at bay. Now wasn’t the time.
…but why had he come here? Did I really mean that much? I bit my lip to suppress a smile, thinking about him wanting me to make him feel better.
“I just don’t know what happened. We were fine. I thought…everything was…fine.”
“I’m so sorry. You don’t deserve that.” I tried to soothe, awkwardly patting him on the back. He grabbed the hand, wrapping his own around it. I could feel my face start to burn but I kept my hand there, just letting him hold it.
Now my thoughts really were racing. Was it reallyover between them?
If it was, how long would he be like this before he could move on? Would he even want me? I couldn’t help but imagine us together…actually together. That thought seemed unbelievable and yet it excited the hell out of me.
Together.
AN: I got nothin'...except...review! hooray!
To my one-shot reviewers I sincerely apologize for being so slow on updating lately. I am trying but I'm just so busy right now. I PROMISE starting April we will be back on schedule!
REVIEW REPLIES
Akane: Thank you--glad you like it so far :) yes, it is the side story for this is my life. :)
tatiana: well, hope you like it! :) thanks for reviewing--
blackgargie: isn't it always the case that the good ones are taken? its not hard for me to write stories with that plot as it always happens to me :) but at least we know duke gets a happy ending :)
lashea: well, glad i could be of help! :) i enjoy the pairing too, i wish there was more out there--although i have read a couple delicious one-shots with the pair in my day. ;) thanks for reviewing! hope to hear from you again
rukia: hmm...i don't know, but i'm glad to hear its not boring! that would make me sad. :( lol. thanks for reviewing!