We Love In Vain

Chapter V: This'll Hurt You Worse Than Me

A/N: I’m sorry if you guys wanted this fic to be short and fluffy but I am nowhere near done and there is so much more that I’m going to make my poor baby Joey deal with (Sorry Joey).

"I wonder what's wrong with Kaiba..." It was Yugi's voice, and he sounded concerned as he looked past where he was sitting with his friends in the class, to the back of the room at Seto's desk.

The CEO hadn't written anything down in the twenty minutes they'd been in class. Even more shockingly, he hadn't opened his laptop. His things remained on the floor, and his desk was bare. His blue eyes were fixed to the front of the room, and it was obvious he wasn't paying attention. Their teacher had noticed some time ago that he wasn't doing any work, but of course it was never a good idea to question Seto Kaiba.

Of course, Yugi was not fond of Kaiba. After all the trouble he'd caused Yugi and his friends, not to mention how awful he was to them constantly, Yugi had to admit he certainly did not like Seto...but the brunet did actually look like something was wrong, like he was distracted or upset by something, and being that Yugi was a kind person, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Who cares?" Joey kept his voice low and shrugged, but took a moment to glance back at Seto, who did not make eye contact with him.

Tristan looked up from where he sat beside Joey, and raised his eyebrows at the blond. Joey glared in response. What was Tristan suggesting? That Joey knew something? Well he didn't!

Just because the dorks were making an effort to be quiet, didn't mean Seto couldn't hear them. Their voices were irritating him, and he didn't want to listen, but all he could hear was them talking and talking, and it was making his head ache. He picked his things up from beside him and walked out of the classroom, not even looking in the direction of the teacher, who was writing on the board.

She ran to the door, and leaned out, "Seto Kaiba, sit back down, thank you," She sighed and watched as he walked down the hall, not looking back, "Seto, is something the matter?" It was no use however; the boy was gone and it would be pointless trying to follow after him. She looked back to her class and shrugged. You couldn't even threaten a boy like Kaiba with a detention, things like that didn't mean anything to him. "Let's continue, everyone. Keep writing your notes."

Walking out of the main building, Seto ran his fingers through his neatly brushed hair and swallowed down the dryness inside of his throat. He hadn't slept. How could he? He made his way down the footpath, he considered going to the car park and driving home but home would only make him think of how he'd pressed Joey into the wall and held him in his arms, and Seto didn't want to think about that. He took a seat at one of the benches, sweeping the empty school grounds with a quick glance before taking his laptop out and vaguely looking at some things he needed to do for work. He felt sick. Seto Kaiba knew how to make decisions for himself, and after yesterday he had decided that things with Joey obviously weren't working. He stretched his hand and tapped against the metal and plastic of the laptop.

He closed the windows on his screen and instead just stared at his desktop background, the logo of the Kaiba Corporation. The problem, for Seto, was that being with Joey made him different, and he had worked so hard to become the way he was. He didn't want his efforts, and all he'd been through to have been for nothing.

What was he going to do? He could just pretend Joey didn't exist...but life before Joey had been so dull. Even when they weren't together, teasing Joey, fighting with him, had always been enjoyable. Maybe he never should have kissed Joey in the hall. Since then it had caused him nothing but trouble. Trouble and emotions that he didn't want to feel. Was it worth it? Was being with Joey worth feeling emotions that made his head hurt? He looked up at the sky and it was exceedingly uninteresting.