Hajime

Title: Hajime
Author: Yukiko Angel
Rating: PG-13
Pairing(s): Seto/Jou
Status: one-shot, may have a sequel
Spoilers: Errs, surely. I’m taking some information inside the series
Disclaimer: *tap her foot* no I don’t own them. You see, I couldn’t be the one doing them for a simple reason. I don’t know Japanese.
Summary: He simply wanted to be first.
Author’s Note: This is an idea I had, thinking about how Jou never end up first, even how hard he’s trying too.

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He never had been first at anything.

He wasn’t smart enough to be first in class, fast enough to win races and not strong enough in his PE class.

But he lived with it.

Being second, third or even fourth never really meant much to him; his father wouldn’t congratulate him anyway, whether sober or drunk. No matter what, his friends would still like him and tell him, "how good he did" and, "better luck next time". Not that he cared.
He once tried his hardest to be first, not for him but for his sister, and managed fourth place. Out of pity, he felt, his best friend had given him the great prizes for his sibling.

It was the first time he had felt the need to be first at something, and now, third place wasn’t good enough anymore. He knew from that moment that he would never be content with third or fourth, not even second. He needed to be first.

So he tried his hardest, he really did. He studied more, practised more, and even read those damned books about strategy to get thought duelling.

But when he saw that first place was already taken, he changed his plans.

He tried something else. With his Dragon, he thought he would be at least his first enemy; he insulted him, fought with him, and even pranked him! But, that place was once again taken by his best friend, or more specifically, his best friend’s darker self.
Later, he became his Dragon’s mate. At that moment, he felt like he was the first; the first in his Dragon’s heart as it was for him. It was only later that he learned later that he was third, trailing behind a sibling and a company.

So he tried for another first - the first kiss.

That had been given to a little girl he had liked back in the orphanage.

He tried being his first time, thinking that like himself, maybe he had never done it.
But no, he had give it both ways to his first boyfriend and love.

He learned again he wasn’t a First. In the beginning, he tried not to care. He was happy, he was loved, and his mate would take care of anything he would want, but he never bothered asking. He didn’t want anything; he only needed to be first at something, anything.

After a while, his desire, his need to be first started to affect his comportment. He became moody; sometimes he would be caught day-dreaming or sighing dreamily, other times, he would be irritating and even mean to his friends. They wouldn’t understand, they couldn’t understand. They were famous, they were able to be first, and they were what he needed to be.

And lately, his bad temper was even starting to worry the Dragon Master. What the hell was wrong with his puppy? His usual carefree and jovial boyfriend was often found sulking in a guest room of late, and spending less time in THEIR bed. Not that he wanted his puppy in their bed all the time, not that he would ever admit it, anyway. But sadly, if his lover wasn’t in their bed, he couldn’t really call him his lover. So tonight, he would finally find out what was wrong with him.

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AN : I haven’t been able to continue this lately, but I hoped that by posting it, and receiving review I will be able to finish it.

I can’t decide between a good ending and a "bad" ending. What’s your idea ?