Wounded Tears Of My Pain

Chapter 2 - Ended Pain

“We all don’t want ta go back ta some places, but we haveta sometimes Seto. Tell me…what happened there?”

I was nervous and starting to sweat. He smiled.

“You know, lets talk when we get to my place. I don’t want to-oh take a left here!”

“Ahh-Joey!”

I slid the car to the left quickly. Was he trying to get us killed?

“Yeah,” I panted, “your place…”

***

((It’s not ok, I don’t feel safe…I need to…pray…))

Joey told me to pull up to the little green house on the end of 18th street. To mention it, I never have been to his place yet. He says he lives alone, but I wasn’t quiet sure. Now I was though, seeing how he had everything the way a man would in his yard. A shed covered with snow, and a small…well…garden. Yes, most men don’t like gardening, but my puppy was a little different…

We got out of the car, and as we walked up to the steps, Joey wrapped an arm around my waist slightly, helping me up his stairs. I nearly slipped, but thank god his arm was there. He laughed lightly and pulled me inside after opening and unlocking his door. It was warm inside, and the little lamp beside his yellow couch was glowing. I noted why it was on.

“Why is your lamp on?”

He looked over to it.

“Oh! Well, it’s a clapping lamp. Clap on thingy!”

He clapped and looked like a retard, but I didn’t care, that was Joey. I actually smiled.

“Weirdo.”

He laughed.

“Why? Don’t you make clap lights at Kaiba Corp.? So, what does that make you?”

I sighed.

“Shut up mutt.”

“What did you call me!”

I laughed then grudged at the pain in my wrists. He noticed and sat me down right away. He took off my jacket and set my briefcase next to the door. After he hung my coat and his, he leaned down and then, to my surprise, started taking off my shoes and socks. I smiled evilly.

“You really are a dog aren’t you? Arff, arff.”

“Oh shut up Seto.”

I laughed.

“What, that’s what your acting like…”

“What? Can’t I be a loving boyfriend?”

“Yes…”

Joey smiled and stood, holding my wet shoes. They dripped on the carpet lightly. I took a second to look at his frame. He wasn’t that shorter than me now, and I felt like a stupid teen staring at a hot super model on the runway. I blushed and Joey noticed.

“And what are you? A stalker?”

“Wha-what do you mean?”

“What were you doing out by the track today? Watching me run were we?”

(((…Careless helpless little man, someday he might understand…))

I blushed more.

“No!”

He pointed a finger up and smiled.

“Ah-huh! Now I know the truth. You’re a romantic at heart!”

“Am not!”

“What eva ya say babe! Well, what do ya want ta drink?”

I pondered. Something with chocolate sounded good right then…maybe a little Joey…

“Uh...hot chocolate if you have some.”

“Sure do! Be right back!”

He walked away into what I guessed was his kitchen.

“Sorry if da place is a little messy! I have ta clean a little!”

I looked up towards the ceiling, noticing a pair of blue silk boxers on his fan.

“Yeah…I noticed.”

He just laughed.

“See the moon or something?”

((…There’s not much more to say, but I hope you find a way…))

I sort of looked into the kitchen, being nosey as I was. I was giving him an odd look.

“Moon?”

“Yeah! Look up!”

I looked up again and saw that the boxers had a moon sewn on the right butt cheek. I smiled a little…Joey was so cute. I wanted to see more than just boxers though…

“Here.”

“Oh,” I jumped, “thanks babe!”

I took the glass of warm milk and Joey plopped right beside me with his legs spread wide apart…not that I noticed…

“So uh…do I get to see the sun?” I said slyly.

He slapped me in the arm.

“Seto!” he blushed.

I turned to lay on my side and then stared down at the lump in his jeans. I just so wanted to reach over and grab it… He noticed my stare and smiled at me.

“What?” he asked huskily.

I snapped my eyes up.

“Uh-nothing-nothing!”

“Sure…” he said with sarcasm.

I just looked away and mumbled a low sorry and he laughed a little. Suddenly I felt a warm hand placed on mine.

“Seto…are you ready to talk now?”

I looked up into his eyes and found love written all over his face. His eyes were so soothing. I always wondered how Joey could make me feel this way…make me feel so comfortable with someone…I have no one else but Joey in my life…at least, that’s what I really think. Like I said, sure Mokuba is always there for me, but…I just don’t feel that way sometimes. Joey and me…have only kissed once. And that’s when he confessed he had some feelings for me that no other man should have. Love.

That’s love.

(((Still I wonder if you know, how it really feels to be left outside alone…))

I looked back into his eyes, staring at his beautiful face, lips, nose, and eyes…

“Y-Yeah. Sure. I think I’m ready now…”

I was still very quiet… It was hard for me to confess everything to my boyfriend and all…especially when we never really talked bout anything personal…

“You want to start with me asking you the questions?”

I smiled and nodded. He smiled evilly and put a finger on his chin, looking up at the ceiling for a moment.

“Mmm…how about…where were you born?”

“Massachusetts. I’m really part American.”

“Really!” he yelped leaning forward in surprised.

I leaned back a little, due to the sudden closeness.

“Uh yeah. I-I did.”

“So where in Massachusetts?”

“Cape-Cod.”

“Ohhh…near the ocean eh? Was it nice…or should I not be asking…?”

“No-no! It was nice…as a matter of fact, probably the nicest place I’ve ever been.”

“So…why did you leave? Was Mokuba born yet?”

“I’m pretty sure he was a baby…Joey, I…I was adopted…”

“…What?”

I sighed as he gave me the clueless face.

“I…I’m not related. I was adopted. Before I was adopted, I lived in Massachusetts.”

He leaned back and stared at me, a little insulted.

“Seto. You mean to tell me all this time you NEVER were related to the Kaibas’?

I blushed slightly.

“Uh…” I murmured glancing down at my feet.

This was harder than I thought. I looked into his eyes for a while.

“Yeah. I was never related.”

“So…what happened?”

“What do you think, my parents died.”

((…When it’s cold out here; well maybe you should know just how it feels…)

“Oh…” he said in a saddened tone.

I took another deep breath and blurted in out.

“Myarentsillednenother!”

“Wha…Seto what was that?”

He leaned in closer. I sighed again and ran a hand through my hair. Joey then wrapped his arms around my waist.

“Lean into me.”

I blushed and complied. I was never EVER shy…but…I felt embarrassed talking about this to him…I never really told anybody about my life. Not anybody. Not even Mokuba.

“Joey…I feel so lost…”

He rested his chin on my head.

“Don’t be…I’m here Setoy…”

I snorted slightly leaning away.

“Setoy?”

He blushed.

“What?!”

I laughed a little and laid back into his arms.

“Nothing…”

We stayed like that for it seemed like an eternity…I love being wrapped in Joey’s arms…

“My parents…killed one another…”

Joey grew stiff, and the air around us seemed to freeze in time. After a moment, I felt him place his chin on my head again. He took a deep breath and so did I.

“Oh…I’m sorry Seto…”

“Don’t be…it’s not your fault…”

“But…I feel…I don’t…I don’t know how to make it better…”

“Keep on loving me…”

“Of course…”

I wanted to kiss him so badly, but I remained still.

“Joey…”

“Yes?”

“They killed each other in front of me…”

Joey covered his mouth with his hand.

((…To be left outside alone…))

“Oh my god…” he said amazed.

“You know…I remember them…the nicest people you’d probably ever meet…they were so kind and lovely…I miss them…”

~Flashback~

“Seto honey! Come on out the water’s great today!” my mothers voice would call.

She had such a wonderful voice, one that rang just like a chime…I’ll never forget her…

I lived directly on the ocean. Heh, yeah I remember running on that warm sand…the way it would get muddy and squishy between my toes when the current rolled in… My father would always come out and yell at the both of us because it would always get dark by the time we came in, sandy feet and wet clothes…

“But…is my bucket out there mommy…I can’t find it!”

She laughed again and pointed at a lawn chair. And there was my father with my bucket on his head. I laughed, running over and tackling him on his tummy.

((I tell you: all my life I’ve been waiting for you to bring a fairytale my way…))

“Daddy! Hehe, gimmie back my bucket!”

I think that day my mother made him come out with us and play because he was always busy with work, kinda like me.

“Hey little man, how ya doing!” he chuckled rubbing my head and grabbing the shovel away from me before I grabbed it myself.

“Hey dad! I need that!” I wined.

He laughed mercilessly as he grabbed it away from me and made me jump up and down, in my attempt to clutch it. He continued to laugh until my mother scolded him. She got up from her “in the works sandcastle” and stole it out of his grasp. They both laughed at one another as she tried to catch it herself, but instead she fell into the sand. Her blonde hair blew in the wind gently, and her blue eyes shined at my father. He leaned down and kissed her gently, then a little more passionately. I remember watching, curious to what they were up to. They were such romantic people…always sharing a kiss here and there…

“You silly man…”

He laughed, leaning his head back staring at her in a dumbfounded but romantic way.

“What, what you talkin’ about woman!” he laughed.

She just giggled back and leaned in for another kiss. I made a slight vibration in my throat and they jumped, looking over to me. My mother glanced down at my father, who was currently being squished underneath her. She moved some brown hair out of his face and her blue eyes met green. I smiled back then to myself, getting the idea that they loved one another, and probably would forever. At least…that’s what I thought.

~

(Some time later that week…)

*Ring* *Ring*

I ran to the phone next to my bed and wobbly picked it up.

“Hello?” my little voice echoed into the receiver.

“Yes, is Mrs. Kaiba home?”

It was a man.

“Um…no…”

He was quiet for a second.

“Well…when she gets in, tell her that Ronald Swiss called.”

“Ok!” I said cheerfully.

I hung up. If I had known it was him before, I would have never picked up that phone.

((I’m living in a fantasy without meaning.))

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(Later that night…)

We were all at the dinner table, getting ready to eat our food. Mrs. Gamble had the table all set, and the silverware was shining. I tried to see my reflection in my spoon and giggled. After all, I was probably around five years old back then…

My father came in with his casual grin playing on his face. My mother looked up from her plate and smiled lovingly at him.

“Hello honey how was your day today?”

“Great!” he said discourteously plopping in his chair.

Mrs. Gamble smacked him slightly for the rudeness and my mother giggled as he rubbed the soar spot. I laughed too and then the phone rang again. We always got many calls, due to my father’s work offers, so we didn’t really pay any bother. We always got calls around dinnertime. My father got up motioning with a hand to Mr. Buckle, the butler, that he didn’t have to answer it. He hastefully made his way over and picked up the phone.

“Hello?”

Mother and me looked up at him when he made a little gasp.

“Oh really…”

His voice sounded a little funny to us and my mother got up from the table, resting a hand on his shoulder. For some reason, he pulled away roughly. My mother blinked, a little shocked at the sudden rejection. He put a hand on his forehead and left us, me my mother, Mr. Buckle and Mrs. Gamble at the table.

((It’s not ok…I don’t feel safe…))

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(2 weeks later…)

My father was a very busy man, constantly working and like a huge bookworm, always wanting to overcome other people and find new ways to make new and better technology. But something this time was a little different. He hadn’t been speaking to my mom, and whenever they were around each other my father barely talked, or they would just argue over stupid things. Anything dumb they would argue. One thing in particular bothered me the most. One day my father and mother got in a big fight about my schooling. You see my father never cared about that yet. He always told my mother I was way too young at the moment. But this time he said I needed schooling, to get away.

He wanted to put me in a boarding school.

Now my mother was absolutely furious. She didn’t understand why or when he made the decision, and it bothered her. She worked at home and tended with the maids at times. So she was very lonely without my father there for her. She would always be awaiting his arrival when he got home. She mostly was home for me. She is the one that taught me. She had a masters in teaching, and taught me everything I needed to know.

My father thought otherwise.

Soon he became so recluse that it turned into months. And me being so young didn’t have a clue why or what was going on. I felt lonely as well. My mother all the time was starting to sink into a deep depression. I remember her…sad…

(3 months later…)

It was learning time at noon on the dot and I sauntered into my mom’s room. I slowly opened the door to see her frame, on her side in the bed. She looked motionless and I was a little scared. She had been acting strange around me, touching me more gently and speaking to me in hushed tones…so I kept my distance and cautiously moved towards the bed…

“Mommy…?”

She didn’t answer. She did that though sometimes, and I decided to lean closer…and closer…

“WHAT!” she bolted up making me jump, my heart pounded.

“M-M-Mommy?”

She smiled.

“Oh…Michael is that you baby?”

Her makeup was all messed up, and it looked as though she hadn’t moved for days. Suddenly, she slung her arms around my neck and I tried to fight her away, but this time I couldn’t.

“Mom no!”

((I need to…pray…))

I felt something warm prick my lips…and I dare not say the rest.

I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. I grabbed my mother’s shoulders.

“Mom-Mom! Stop it stop it!” I yelled pained.

She laughed and hung her head back.

“Oh Michael…the way we made love, lets do it some more!” she laughed hysterically.

I was so scared I actually peed my pants and she noticed. My legs shook gently.

“Oh baby…” she covered her mouth then sighed, slapping her hands down on her knees.

“Michael what am I going to do with you? Released have we? Hehe let me take care of that…”

She leaned in closer and removed my pants. I ran from her, tears in my eyes...heart pounding. I didn’t know what to do…I didn’t know what to say…my god I was so lost.

“Daddy!” I swung open his door and ran into his arms.

He rubbed my head as I buried my head into his lap. He smelled, and there was a casual fly here and there buzzing around…

“D-D-Daddy-Mommy did it again-she did it she did it!” I wailed.

I balled into my father as he still rubbed my head.

“It’s all right,” he said in a robotic tone.

I stopped crying when I heard his voice. I looked up at him. His eyes seemed to bug out slightly, and he had wrinkles under them. I smiled when he smiled at me.

“It’s all right,” he repeated in the same tone.

I slowly stood up, and I heard his bones popping every now and then. He made his way down the hall, and I followed some feet behind him.

Then he made his way into my mother’s room…

*A thud noise*

“No-No! Michael no!”

“You damned woman, cheating on me! I’ll teach you a thing or-”

((Heavenly father…please…save me, oh save me…))

*Slap*

My mother falls to the floor with a sound of a vase breaking.

“You fucking whore-YOU WHORE!”

“NO PLEASE, MICHAEL!”

*Another slab and a stifled woman’s pained moan*

I opened the door a crack.

“Mommy…Daddy…?”

They were on the ground, both on their knees.

“Catey, we can make this better again-all better!”

She nodded, their hands entwined with one another’s. Blood and shattered glass was laying all on the floor. My mother had several bruises and was half naked, her left shoulder exposed with her left breast showing. There on her shoulder lay a gash, and I gasped, putting a hand to my mouth. She was wearing a thin nightgown and blood stained the once soft silk I used to lay my head into some nights…

“Lets Michael…lets make it all better…”

Their voices were shaky and I was too. My father picked up a piece of glass…holding onto the sharp part, purposely making his hand bleed with its blade. My mother took a deep breath…

They made it all better all right, when that glass was pushed through both their stomachs, due to both their hands…

“NO!” I screamed and ran over to them, landing on my knees.

Tears sprung to my eyes in a instant, and I wailed and moaned, crying and balling…I cried my parent’s names hopelessly trying to bring them back. By then my hands were drenched in blood…their blood.

Then.

That phone rang.

It rang…again…and again…and again…and again.


(Weeks later…)

“Son where do you live?”

I was living in a box, and a kind old man found me there and took me to an orphanage. Heh seemed like my father got what he wanted. A boarding school.

((And I wonder if you know, how it really feels to be left outside alone, when it’s cold out here…))

~End Flashback~

“The place where you saw me today Joey…standing there… That place always haunted me. If I didn’t do something right they punished me, or didn’t feed me at times… I would see new kids come in, thinking it was the most wonderful place…but in fact it wasn’t.”

Joey suddenly broke out in tears. I was shocked to say the least. I wrapped my arms around him while he balled. I soothed him, gently petting his hair.

“Now that you know…do you feel as though you know me a little better Joey?”

He nodded with a yes, then leaned up and kissed me. I felt his tears running down my own face, and I dared to cry myself. I hadn’t cried since I was in that horrible mansion…both on them. But then they came. The tears of my pain.

((…Well maybe you should know just how it feels…))

Joey took my head into his arms and rocked me back and forth. There, we cried together, and for the very first time in my life, I felt no more pain. For an instance in our time all our pain vanish. Joey took my pain away… I breathed in Joey’s scent as my head lay on his shoulder. I could smell his after-shave, and I slightly blushed. I could see just by looking up with my eyes that Joey was gazing down at me, that loving look in his eyes…

I tilted my head up, and I could feel Joey’s breath on my face…my eyes drifted down to his lips, that were smiling at the moment. They looked so luscious and swollen…and then he carefully let his lips come meters from mine…and ever so gently, let his tongue flick out and run along my lower lip…I moaned as his tilted his head to the side, slipping it inside my mouth, exploring it, rubbing it against my tongue. I felt my pulse quicken and a sudden hardness appear downwards. Joey moaned a little lauder, greedily plunging his tongue in my mouth, putting a hand behind my neck for support. I was never used to him being the dominant one in anything…but this felt so good… My hands went down to his slim waist, as I pulled it against mine. Joey somehow managed to pull his one hand up between us and every so slowly undo my shirt buttons, one by one…

“Joey hurry, I need you.” I rasped out.

He moaned for a response, and I think he needed it too, because he then started to rip my buttons off. I helped him slide my shirt off and it was long forgotten as Joey’s soft tongue ran down my neck, leaving a light saliva trail behind… It made my skin colder and I shivered, the goosebumps rising on my skin. I moaned gently as his mouth was going down more. I was trying to pull off his shirt, but he stopped me and removed it himself, pushing it to the floor with mine.

He put a hand on my exposed chest and pushed me down on the couch. The cushions supported my weight as Joey lumbered over me, the bulge in his pants evident. My eyes were glued to the spot, drinking in every little detail. He smiled at my expression, which was I think more innocent than I usually look. He shifted down so he was sitting on my legs, and then proceeded his kissing journey. I moaned and twitched as his mouth worked wonders on me, teasing me with its caresses and gently probing. His tongue flicked in and out of my naval, giving it a slight sex job.

I never knew Joey had this in him, the little mutt.

Joey kissed down my abdomen, and then stopped when he reached a steel button. He took it into his mouth, while watching me at the same time, and undid my pants with his teeth. Ever so slowly, he pulled the zipper down with his fingers…

“Ahh…what do we have…HERE!”

“OH!”

I tossed back my head, back aching off the cushions. Joey’s hand played with my dick ever so gently with his fingers. First he brushed his nails over the tip and brought them back downward to my shaft… My hips swayed back and forth as he released my member out into the cold air of his living room. He noticed the pre-cum forming at the top of my head, and slowly descended his head down to run his pink tasty tongue along it.

((…To be left outside alone…))

“Oh god Joey! Ungh… …”

“Mmfh…” came his muffled protest as he pushed my hips down to keep them in place.

Slowly he began to rise his head up and down, engulfing me with every move. He gave me the best, and very first blowjob I’d ever had before. I tossed my head back and forth, my hand trying to cover my mouth. I was embarrassed at my noises.

I sat up quickly and pinned Joey down before he could make me cum.

“Joey,” I breathed, “I wanna cum IN you…”

We were both panting and Joey’s eyes became half lidded. I smiled and started kissing my way down his chest, leaving hot bites and licks along the way. Joey moaned every time I nibbled his neck. I soon found my designation and began running my tongue in small circles around the pink nub, electing precious moans from my lover. I pinched the left side and then switched so that my mouth was on the left, and I was pinching the right. Joey ached his back into my chest and I stopped and looked down.

“You have a friend waiting for me puppy?”

He growled.

“What did you call me?”

I chuckled at his pouty face.

“Oh nothing Joe. Nothing…”

Then I pushed him down so HE was the one laying down on the pillows. I growled again and pushed me down. I was grabbing at his pants and I yanked the zipper down with a quick pull.

“Ungh!” he cried beautifully as I pulled his groin out to my sight.

I licked my lips and leaned down giving him a full-length blowjob.

“Oh Seto! Oh…”

His hands tangled in my hair as I began to run my tongue all around the head, letting my lips torture him. His moans became louder and louder and I stopped right before he was about to release. He glared at me and flipped me on my stomach. Harshly, he plunged his finger…in me.

“Joey!” I gasped, trying to regain my breath.

((All my life I’ve been waiting for you to bring a fairytale my way…))

He laughed evilly and leaned down next no my ear, tickling it.

“This is what you get when you call me a dog, I’ll MAKE you the dog…”

“Joey…” I moaned in delight.

It was an odd feeling having Joey the dominant one, like I said, but hey, it could change…

“Hold your breath Seto baby…”

I did and as so Joey moved his finger in and out after pulling them out before and making me lick and suck them. I heard Joey moan as I did so. After he thought I was ready, he positioned himself at my entrance.

“Ready?” he breathed.

I couldn’t believe be was doing this no me…Joey…my love.

“Y-Yeah I think so…”

He kissed the back of my neck.

“If this hurts, just tell me ok?”

“Ok…just do it.”

He slowly slid in. And hell, did it hurt. But I am always the type of person to take a little pain. So it didn’t bother me that much. Joey was having a hell of a time; I think his breathing was a little labored due to my tightness. To tell you the truth the pain was more sort of turning me more on than hurting me…I loved it.

“Joey…Joey move it!”

He blinked.

“Ya sure?”

“Yesss…just move it!” I begged.

He liked it when I begged him. Wait.

I wasn’t the dog here.

“Hey wait a …”

Joey just snickered and thrusted forward a little.

“Oh-Joey!”

((I’m living in a fantasy without meaning…It’s not ok…))

“You like that?” he groaned.

“Yes…”

I smiled. Then with him distracted, I flipped him on his back, pinning him down. I gently began to rock myself up and down his sex and he tossed his head back.

“Ohhh…shit…”

He put his hands on my hips and helped me rock down onto him. I leaned downward and kissed him full on the mouth and we moaned together…

Sweat started to pour off our bodies as we slipped and moved against one another. Joey’s thrusts were getting stronger, and he certainly wasn’t quiet about sex. He moaned and heaved little grunts here and there…that was making me go wild.

“Oh-oh-ah…Joey…fuck me so hard!”

He slapped me and made a skin noise that seemed to bounce off the walls.

“Uh! Seto! Oh baby-so tight!”

“Ahhhh!”

My aching groin between us was starting to pulse, and I reached in front of myself to relieve some of the pressure. Suddenly Joey grabbed it and vigorously pumped my shaft in time with his thrusts. I began to see my world turn into bright colors as he kept hitting my prostate over and over. I moved so our bodies were pounding against each other and I felt Joey losing himself. With one final thrust he began to shake, and I did as well, seeing those colors a lot stronger.

“JOEY!!!!”

“Oh fuck-Seto!!!”

And with a burst, we both came hard; my cum splurting out all over him, and Joey’s essence pumping through my inner body. I loved it when Joey cussed…

((I don’t feel safe…I need to…pray…))

We both collapsed on one another, me on Joey and Joey on the couch. He pulled out of me and I missed the warm throbbing cock in me, but it was soon replaced with his arms wrapping themselves around me. We panted, our hearts pounding against one another’s. I kissed his neck, and then stood up wobbling a bit.

“Hey Joey, lets go to your room…” I panted.

Joey leaned up and took my hand.

“Ok.”

He lead me into his room, which I loved the smell. It was so…him. We both laid on the bed after all the lights were out, and we snuggled under the covers. I kissed Joey on the forehead and he giggled a little. I smiled.

“You know I’m the one on top Joey…”

“Hehe, I know Setoy…”

I snorted.

“Setoy?”

“Seto…haven’t we been over this already? This is MY nickname for you…”

I chuckled evilly.

“Ok mutt.”

“Your not Seto.”

“I know.”

We both laughed a little then cuddled together. We wrapped our arms around one another and Joey sighed in a content peaceful like state.

“Seto?”

“Mm?”

I was starting to drift off, but I managed to look at him.

“I love you Setoy…”

“I love you mutt…I mean Joey.”

“I love you Seto.”

“Goodnight babe.” I said, then kissed him tenderly.

He kissed back, then we fell asleep, no more pain needed to be worried about. The ringing in my head finally shut off forever, and all that was there was Joey.

((Pray…pray…pray…pray…pray…))

END

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