Possession

The Bar

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or the characters

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Katsuya was pretty knowledgeable of this sort of situation (though not from experience), and knew exactly what to do. Head to the nearest bar.

There was a small place a few suburbs away that he knew quite well, so Katsuya had decided it would be best to drink his problems away a little. He didn't want to end up drunk like his father, but just enough to forget some of the pain.

A thick smell surrounded him, a mixture of alcohol, cigarette smoke and regret. Only a few people were at the actual bar, as most were dancing by the stage. It seemed like Katsuya had walked in during the middle of some big dance competition.

He sat down on a leather stool, keeping his distance from the other customers, and looked at he vast selection of drinks they offered. He had never had any alcohol before, except for maybe one that was thinned out at a party. He was always careful not to make the same mistake as his father.

The waiter quickly approached him, though Katsuya kept his head down and stared at the countertop.

"What'll it be?" the waiter asked. His voice sounded soft and caring, though a bit tired from working. Katsuya sighed, running his hand through his hair. "Anything. I'm not picky."

The waiter moved to the otherwise of the bar, taking out a few bottles and a mug. Katsuya still had his head down, slowly taking in every detail of the wooden surface below him.

"Let me guess. Girlfriend problems?" the man asked, sliding over the mug. Katsuya grasped it in his hand, taking a small sip. It tasted quite bitter, but good. His mind processed the question as he swallowed, though he almost choked a little when the question became clear. Should he really tell this random guy? Would he think less of him?

"Yeah..." Katsuya muttered, hoping that it wasn't too obvious he was half-lying. The man slowly leaned onto the counter, making sure not to physically touch him.

"Want to talk about it?" he asked. Katsuya paused for a moment before nodding slightly.

"I'm supposed to be on a business trip, but I had to return because I left something important behind. When I got home, I found that I was being cheated on. Thought I'd ease the pain a little."

Taking another few sips, the man nodded and made a few sounds of agreement. "It happens," he told Katsuya. "More often than you'd think. I'd be out looking for guys if I didn't get worried about them cheating on me."

Katsuya stopped drinking and placed the mug back on the bar. D-did he just come out so suddenly?

He seemed to notice Katsuya's reaction, and chuckled a little. "Yeah, I got ya. I'm on the other side of the street. Ain't the easiest thing getting reactions like that." Katsuya listened closely to every word he said, biting his lip slightly. If the waiter could say such a thing so easily, why should he fear it?

"I-I'm gay as well..." Katsuya muttered just loud enough for him to hear. For a few moments the atmosphere was tense and the only noise was that of the dance music.

Then, laughter.

Katsuya was first overcome by confusion, then sadness and guilt, followed by even more confusion.

"W-what's so funny about it?" he asked hesitantly. The waiter's laughter died down. "That someone would cheat on a handsome man such as yourself," he replied.

Katsuya felt the blood rush to his face, and he was sure that he was bright red. Trying to hide it, Katsuya looked down, trying to hide his face with his hair. "W-wouldn't you be worried about me c-cheating on you t-though?" he stuttered, trying to avoid getting hit on.