This Is My Life

CHAPTER THREE

I didn’t sleep well that night. I shouldn’t have gotten angry with Yami like that.

But he’ll forgive me. He always does.

I spent the weekend working like always, I figured I should just not try bothering Yami.

Back at school after the weekend and walking down the hall, I saw Yami standing there at his locker, throwing books in, his eyebrows furrowed as he mumbled something under his breath. I came and hugged him from behind, his body becoming rigid, before relaxing again in my arms.

“I’m really sorry.” I whisper in his ear, nibbling at it.

“Me too. I shouldn’t have got angry if you’re not ready.”

“I just…think we should wait.” I sigh, pulling off of him as we walk to class. He nods, not saying anything else even though I can tell he wants to. But I don’t press it because it’s the last thing I want to talk about right now.

“I’ll see you in the afternoon.” He kisses my cheek, pulling away as I walk to my own class.

At lunch we sit in silence eating for awhile, Joey and Tristan are at it again, making out and making me feel like I’m going to vomit. Watching them is like a car wreck, you want to look away but you can’t. I should see if I can get some strings pulled to get them expelled for public indecency.

“Seto?”

I jerk my head away to look at Yami who looks nervous about something.

“Just say it.” I tell him, he always does this, afraid of my response when he wants to ask me something he’s afraid I’ll shut down.

“Look, maybe we could just try living with each other…” I groan, I should have known he wouldn’t give this up that easy. “Wait Seto! Just listen okay? If we could just do like a trial run then maybe-”

“I thought you said you understood I wasn’t ready?” I snapped, pushing myself from the table.

“I--” he starts before I cut him off.

“I’m going for a walk.” I quickly leave the cafeteria before he can say anything else.

We’re not really supposed to “leave the building” but I don’t really give a fuck, I could buy this school if I wanted. So I decide to just calm down in the alley behind the school, no one ever comes down here anyway.

I don’t know why I keep getting so defensive with Yami lately, it makes sense that we would move in together now. Its not that I don’t trust him or something, I just…I don’t know. I don’t think it’s the right time. I rest my head against the brick wall, closing my eyes as I try to collect my thoughts.

“What are you doing here?” I snap my opens open to see the mutt leaning against the opposite wall, looking at me.

“And why should I answer you that?” I sneer. He shrugs, walking over to face me.

“Do you mind? I really don’t want to get fleas.”

“Fuck you!” He spats. But he still stays there, god, can’t he take a hint?

“You know its been awhile since I’ve seen that ratty face of yours without Tristan’s head attached to it.”

“And where’s the leash Yami takes you around on?” He smirks.

My blood boils at his comment and I shove him back, making his body collide with the wall. He’s about to retort before he sees how furious I am and he shuts up. That’s right dog, don’t even think about fucking messing with me.

“I’d shut up if I were you. Why don’t you just go back to your deadbeat drunk father—after all, that’s the only one who can get it up for you isn’t it?”

Joey’s whole body crumples and he’s trying to fight back tears before he tears off down the alley. Well that shut him up, I smirk, walking back to class.

Looks like that dog had enough sense not to come to class. Good. I don’t know why he got so offended, I mean come on, he was being an ass too.

“Where’s Joey at?” Yami asks, noticing Tristan seems puzzled too.

“Who cares.”

“Well he was here earlier today.” God Yami, give it a rest! Who cares if that mutt comes to class? Not my fault he’s so damn sensitive. Serves him right thinking that Yami is my boss. No one is my boss.

I can tell Yami is just going to keep talking about where Joey went. Like he always does when he thinks someone is in trouble.

“Look, I told him off in the alley and he ran home crying alright?” I snap.

“What did you say, Seto?” He frowns, giving me that look of disappointment in me that I despise.

“I just told him to go back and fuck his father or something.” Yami gasps in surprise.

“How could you say that!”

“What?” I sigh in irritation. What was the big deal?

“Seto, Joey’s father sexually molested him once when he was younger.”

“Well how the hell was I supposed to know?” I retort. What, was I supposed to remember everyone’s histories?

“You should apologize, its something Joey has had a really hard time getting over with. He had to go through a lot of counseling and if it hadn’t been for Tristan, I think he would still be having problems.” Yami shakes his head at me, but before I can say anything else the teacher comes in and starts her boring lecture.

I refuse to feel guilty about it, how was I supposed to know? I didn’t go home crying when he made his stupid comments.

The next couple days I see Joey is still moping around. What the hell is wrong with him? I wasn’t even trying that hard when I insulted him. If he acts like this for just that, imagine if I had actually tried. Just makes me hate him even more seeing him all sad and mopey. He refuses to look at me and Yami refuses to speak to me until I apologize. I can’t believe I have to apologize to that fucking mutt!

After three days of getting the silent treatment from Yami, I finally just suck it up and decide I’ll get it over with. It seems at least Joey didn’t go whining about it to all his friends as I haven’t been getting any death glares from any of them. I wait until Yugi has left the lunch table, one last person to do this in front of, now its just Malik, Ryou, Joey and Tristan sitting there, for once not attached to each other’s faces.

As I approach the table, they look up at me. Joey’s eyes widen but he stays silent, waiting for me to speak. I take a deep breath. I just have to get this over with and then Yami will speak to me again.

“Sorry.” I quickly say. Tristan looks like a moron, just looking between the two of us, guess not even the troll was told what had happened.

“Okay.” He quietly says, looking down again. If I just leave it like this, I’ll never get respect again. I’m not going to have them go thinking just because they shed a few tears I’ll come to the rescue.

“Dog.” I sneer.

Joey snaps, jumping up and lunging towards me before Tristan pulls him back.

“I’M NOT A FUCKING DOG KAIBA!” He yells, desperately trying to pull himself from Tristan’s grasp. I just cross my arms in disinterest, smirking as I watch him struggle against Tristan. Stupid mutt has anger issues.

In no time a teacher comes up, pulling Joey back to his seat. I leave, hearing Joey scream something about me being “my normal self-centered asshole self.” He’s lucky that teacher is there or I would really tell him what I think of him. He’s got a lot of nerve saying that. Who does he think he is?

AN: Oooh Seto is so evil. hee hee. and now i look forward to your lovely reviews that make me smile! XD

REVIEW REPLIES:

rukia: yes, i enjoy unfolding that little plot. :) don't let seto hear that he talks about joey a lot or he might just beat you up! lol. jk. thanks for reviewing! xxxooo

blood_red_eyes: well thank you very much! i was hoping it would make it more interesting. i always enjoy reading and watching movies that are about different stories but they all link together. it's a challenge but i always enjoy one!

tatiana: lol, i know, he is terrible! but its all a front just like in the show. that's what makes me love him so much are those rare moments where you see his soft side. awww it melts me every time. XD lol.

Potionspet: well i'm hoping its a surprise, maybe not a surprise but interesting.

blackgargie: its coming i swear! lol...but um...you have a little longer. :D xxxooo