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:
1,699
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.
Being There
BEING THERE
I worried so much that night about how me and Tristan’s friendship would change. I hated myself for sacrificing it just for the small chance he would feel the same.
At school, Tristan approached me.
“Hey.” I said, afraid to mention yesterday.
“How’s it going?” He smiled. I was thrown off, he acted like nothing had happened. I guess that’s how he wanted to deal with it. Pretend it never happened.
And I guess I would go along with it. Maybe our friendship could stay the same that way.
“Umm…good. Just fine.” I lied, grabbing my books for class.
“Cool.” He shrugged, walking with me.
“I’ll see you at lunch okay?”
“Okay.” I smiled, watching his retreating form.
XxXxXxX
At lunch the two of us sat alone. It seemed like things hadn’t changed. I soon started to forget that I’d even said anything. I guess that was better.
“So, then he was sitting there staring at…”
“Um…Tristan? Can I talk to you?” I looked up to see Joey standing there. Why couldn’t he just leave him alone already? Tristan was never going to get over this whole mess if Joey kept popping up to be a constant reminder.
I couldn’t do anything as I glared at the pair leave. It took all my will power not to lash out at Joey, but I didn’t…it wasn’t my place too.
They retreated to the bathroom. I watched with disdain. I sat there watching, seeing Seto soon go in after them. What the hell was he doing? Was he…
It suddenly dawned on me who the person was. It was Seto. It had been Seto all this time. I knew then what was going on, they were going to tell him and Tristan…
I quickly got up, hearing the noise from the bathroom slowly amplifying. As I pushed the door open, I saw Seto and Joey standing next to each other, Tristan’s eyes narrowed in disgust as he let his eyes travel between the two.
“What’s going on?” I said. Seto tried shuffling me out, I pushed him off of me, walking past them to stand next to Tristan.
“How could you be with him after the way he has treated you Joey? Are you insane?” Tristan hissed, trying to keep his temper under control.
Joey shook his head, placing his hands on Tristan’s shoulders. “It’s…it’s not like that Tristan! He’s different when its us.”
Tristan ripped his body away from Joey. “You fucking asshole. I hope you go to hell!” He screamed, lunging himself at Seto. I gasped, trying to grab Tristan in time before his body avoided Seto’s and crashed into the wall. He stumbled back, his fist pulled back before I was able to grab him, throwing him back.
“Stop it Tristan!” I pleaded, struggling to hold on to him.
“What is wrong with you! Stop it Tristan!” Joey pleaded, afraid to step closer to him.
“You fucked this rich prick! You cheated on me with this scumbag who treated you like shit! And who was there comforting you when he called you names? FUCKING ME! And all this time you were FUCKING him?!” Tristan screamed, fighting against my hold.
Joey was lost for words. I don’t know what the hell Joey was thinking telling him.
I shook my head at him, “Just go.” I whispered, trying to keep Tristan calm. Seto nodded, pulling Joey back and moving out of the bathroom.
Tristan started crying again, sobbing against me as I held him.
“I’m so tired of this!” He cried.
“I know.” I whispered, holding him.
I know…
AN: Sorry for the long delay--I've been in Scotland. Probably won't get to posting again until the end of the week. I'll reply to reviews then too! xxoo
I worried so much that night about how me and Tristan’s friendship would change. I hated myself for sacrificing it just for the small chance he would feel the same.
At school, Tristan approached me.
“Hey.” I said, afraid to mention yesterday.
“How’s it going?” He smiled. I was thrown off, he acted like nothing had happened. I guess that’s how he wanted to deal with it. Pretend it never happened.
And I guess I would go along with it. Maybe our friendship could stay the same that way.
“Umm…good. Just fine.” I lied, grabbing my books for class.
“Cool.” He shrugged, walking with me.
“I’ll see you at lunch okay?”
“Okay.” I smiled, watching his retreating form.
XxXxXxX
At lunch the two of us sat alone. It seemed like things hadn’t changed. I soon started to forget that I’d even said anything. I guess that was better.
“So, then he was sitting there staring at…”
“Um…Tristan? Can I talk to you?” I looked up to see Joey standing there. Why couldn’t he just leave him alone already? Tristan was never going to get over this whole mess if Joey kept popping up to be a constant reminder.
I couldn’t do anything as I glared at the pair leave. It took all my will power not to lash out at Joey, but I didn’t…it wasn’t my place too.
They retreated to the bathroom. I watched with disdain. I sat there watching, seeing Seto soon go in after them. What the hell was he doing? Was he…
It suddenly dawned on me who the person was. It was Seto. It had been Seto all this time. I knew then what was going on, they were going to tell him and Tristan…
I quickly got up, hearing the noise from the bathroom slowly amplifying. As I pushed the door open, I saw Seto and Joey standing next to each other, Tristan’s eyes narrowed in disgust as he let his eyes travel between the two.
“What’s going on?” I said. Seto tried shuffling me out, I pushed him off of me, walking past them to stand next to Tristan.
“How could you be with him after the way he has treated you Joey? Are you insane?” Tristan hissed, trying to keep his temper under control.
Joey shook his head, placing his hands on Tristan’s shoulders. “It’s…it’s not like that Tristan! He’s different when its us.”
Tristan ripped his body away from Joey. “You fucking asshole. I hope you go to hell!” He screamed, lunging himself at Seto. I gasped, trying to grab Tristan in time before his body avoided Seto’s and crashed into the wall. He stumbled back, his fist pulled back before I was able to grab him, throwing him back.
“Stop it Tristan!” I pleaded, struggling to hold on to him.
“What is wrong with you! Stop it Tristan!” Joey pleaded, afraid to step closer to him.
“You fucked this rich prick! You cheated on me with this scumbag who treated you like shit! And who was there comforting you when he called you names? FUCKING ME! And all this time you were FUCKING him?!” Tristan screamed, fighting against my hold.
Joey was lost for words. I don’t know what the hell Joey was thinking telling him.
I shook my head at him, “Just go.” I whispered, trying to keep Tristan calm. Seto nodded, pulling Joey back and moving out of the bathroom.
Tristan started crying again, sobbing against me as I held him.
“I’m so tired of this!” He cried.
“I know.” I whispered, holding him.
I know…
AN: Sorry for the long delay--I've been in Scotland. Probably won't get to posting again until the end of the week. I'll reply to reviews then too! xxoo