-running from crazed, angry reviewers- I'M SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT FOR AN UPDATE! –stops- BUT I HAVE GOOD REASONS!

HUGE English paper, I fail it, I fail the class!

Big Science project, 1/3 of final grade!


See! Good excuses! Hehe…okay, but I'm here with an update so…DON'T KILL ME!

Okay, before the chapter starts, be warned! I took a different approach with this chapter. IT'S IN FIRST PERSON! Jaden's POV to be more precise. I couldn't get it to work out right going in third person so now it's in first!


Disclaimer: Well, yesterday, I was working on some fanfiction ideas when this lawyer walked into my room. He told me the Kazuki Takashashi was giving me every right to Yu-Gi-Oh! GX and its characters. I was like HOLY FUCK! Then I went to work on spiritshipping episodes, Blair killing, Crowler bashing, and all that good stuff when…I woke up.

I cried. So, no, Yu-Gi-Oh! GX and its characters still belong to Kazuki Takashashi…curse your lawyers!

Claimer: All this is my idea! I own it!


Silence…complete and utter silence.

Yet, it was a comfortable silence. It was the kind that let you think without fidgeting or squirming. The warm, gentle silence enveloped me.

Or maybe that was just his arms around my slim waist, pulling me securely into his chest.

"You seem oddly quiet," Jesse whispered, looking down at me. I looked up into his bright green eyes. He was smiling warmly down at me. I smiled up at him.

"I'm just thinking," I said. Jesse quirked his eyebrows in curiosity.

"Oh, and what might I ask are you thinking about?" Jesse asked. I shrugged and leaned my head under his chin, closing my eyes contently.

"You can ask, but I won't tell," I said in a teasing tone. Jesse chuckled then coughed forcefully. I quickly pulled back and looked at him. He had his eyes closed and kept coughing forcefully into his balled up hand. I gently touched his other hand.

"You okay?" I asked softly. Jesse kept coughing, but nodded.

I was unconvinced however.

"Yeah, sure you are," I muttered. Jesse chuckled lightly when he finally finished coughing. He leaned back against the bed but kept his eyes closed. I sat Indian style at the end of the bed. From there I took in Jesse's appearance.

His face had a few cuts and bruises but nothing was bandaged. His chest and shoulders were bandaged up completely. He wasn't wearing his shirt because Ms. Fontaine had to change his bandages quite often. The bandages had the slightest red tint. The blanket rested at the top of his hips.

I remembered what Jim told me when I showed up at the infirmary only a couple of hours ago.


I ran right into the infirmary, the door slamming against the wall. Everyone who was there jumped in shock at the sudden bang. As I hunched over to catch my breath, I looked to see who was in the room.

Jim and Shirley sat in the chair closest to the door. Jim had some bandages on his face and his right arm was in a sling. Shirley was even bandaged lightly.

Axel was sitting next to Jim. His face was also bandaged and lightly bruised. His bare arms were bandaged all the way to the lining of his shirt. He had a brace on his left shin.

Alexis, Bastion, Blair, Atticus, Chazz, and Aster sat in the rest of the chairs. Syrus ran in after me. He collapsed in the chair next to Jim, breathing deeply.

"Dang Jay, why do you have to be so fast?" Syrus asked between gulps of airs. I ignored him and looked at Jim.

"Where's…" I began to ask but Jim cut me off.

"He's in the other room. Ms. Fontaine is looking him over," Jim explained. I straightened out and slipped down against the wall by the door, where the door wouldn't hit me if it was slammed open.

We all sat there in silence for awhile, no one daring to break it. Ms. Fontaine came out after what seemed like forever. Everyone immidently stood up and looked at Ms. Fontaine, worry all over their faces. I stayed just the way I was, where I was.

"Is he okay?" Axel asked, concern coloring his voice. Ms. Fontaine nodded lightly.

"He should be perfectly alright," Ms. Fontaine answered in a hushed voice. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. "However, well, there is just one problem…" Ms. Fontaine muttered. Everyone stared at her. I lifted my head slowly to look at her.

"What is it Ms. Fontaine?" Alexis asked. Ms. Fontaine took a deep breath and closed her eyes before speaking.

"I'm afraid that Jesse has suffered a serious concussion in the odds of him waking up anytime soon are all but likely," Ms. Fontaine explained sadly. My heart clenched slightly. Everyone's anxious gazes quickly turned toward me. I dropped my head into my hands.

Nothing was working out.

"Mate," Jim called to me. I looked up at him meekly. He was kneeling in front of me, everyone was talking quietly with Ms. Fontaine.

"Yeah Jim?" I asked in a quiet voice, so it wouldn't dare break on me.

"Ms. Fontaine said only one of us could stay with Jesse. Would you like to stay with him?" Jim asked me. I raised my head to look at Jim more closely.

"Why me?" I asked in a much quieter voice. Jim's lips curled into a half smile.

"Well, mate, just in case he wakes up," Jim said, the half smile a full smile in his voice. I raised an eyebrow at Jim curiously. Jim chuckled. "I have a feeling that you're going to be the first thing Jesse will want to see when he wakes up," Jim said in such a hushed tone, I thought I imagined it.

"You think what?" I asked in a tone slightly louder than I wanted. No one looked at me though. Jim took his good hand, the one not attached to the arm in the sling, and placed it firmly on my shoulder. He gave my shoulder a reassuring squeeze.

"I was talking with everyone. Both you and Jesse have been taking this separation more difficultly than the rest of us…and I know why," Jim said in a low voice. I felt my cheeks heat up slightly. Jim smirked. "Don't worry mate, I haven't talked to Jesse at all, that's your business."

Before I could ask or say anymore, Jim stood up and looked over his shoulder at everyone.

"Let's go mates. Jaden's agreed to stay with Jesse," Jim called, heading for the door. Everyone followed him out, looking at me with sympathetic eyes. Ms. Fontaine walked over to me as I stood up and began dusting off my pants.

"Don't try to wake him up Jaden. He has to wake up on his own," Ms. Fontaine warned me. I nodded. "If he does wake up before I return in the morning, then message me over your DAP(1), alright?" Ms. Fontaine asked.

"No problem."

"Good," Ms. Fontaine smiled sweetly at me. She turned slightly and pointed toward a door that had 1A written on it. "Jesse's in there."

"Okay," I said, heading for the door. I heard Ms. Fontaine leave and close and lock the door behind her. When I reached the door, I had to take a deep breath before entering. I grasped the door knob and turned it, entering the room.

There, on the bed, lay Jesse. An oxygen mask covered his nose and mouth. An IV was attached to his left wrist. His entire chest wrapped in bandages and the blanket was only pulled up to the middle of his abdomen.

I took another deep breath before walking over to the side of the bed. I grabbed a chair and pulled it over to the bed, where I sat and just looked at Jesse. Despite being in the infirmary, Jesse looked completely at ease. Completely peaceful, almost angelic. Some stray hairs laid out of place on his forehead. I reached over with my right hand and gently brushed the hairs back into place.

Jesse didn't stir.

I sighed and looked at his closed eyes. How badly I wanted them to open, to show me those bright green eyes filled with nothing but love and joy. I looked down to the mask that dare cover his lips.

How badly I wanted those lips to move, to speak to me in that Southern accented voice that filled every happy dream of mine, every joyful fibber of my being, every single essence of my soul.

But, no matter how bad I wanted those to happen, for the lips to move and the eyes to open, they didn't. Not for the longest time. I sat there for an hour, my mind slowly registering that dinner was soon.

I, however, stayed planted in my seat. I wasn't about to get up and leave. What if he woke up? No one would be here. I wanted, no, I had to be the first person Jesse saw when he woke up. If I wasn't I don't think I could say the three simple words that I thought I'd never get to say…

I sighed and picked up his IV hand. I held his hand gingerly between both of mine. It was warm, despite his pale complexion. My heart clenched in agony. His agony

"Jess," I called to him quietly. Of course, I didn't expect him to reply. "Jess, if you can hear me, please, please wake up. I need you to wake up. I need to tell you something important but I can't tell you if you're sleeping like this. Please Jess," I begged quietly, my voice breaking at the end. This hurt. It hurt to be totally useless like this. The one person I loved most in this world was lying right in front of me and I couldn't do anything to help him. Not a thing.

I felt tears brim in my eyes. I quickly closed my eyes, trying to prevent the tears from running down my face. I didn't realize that my forehead was resting on mine and Jesse's hands, that is, I didn't realize that until a hand was placed gently on my right cheek. I tensed immediately, the gentle touch shocking me. The thumb of the hand softly whipped away the tears that were about to brim over.

"What's the matter Jay?" A hoarse voice asked. I opened my eyes and looked at Jesse. His beautiful bright green eyes were looking into my eyes. Concern filled his eyes. Oh the irony right in this moment, that he's concerned for me when I should be concerned for him

"Jesse! You're awake!" I yelled, jumping out of my chair. Consequently, my chair flew backwards. I fell down onto my knees, Jesse's IV hand once again held between both of mine.

"Thank God, you're finally awake," I said in a very quiet voice. I felt more tears threatening to brim but I fought against them. Jesse reached his free hand up and removed his breathing mask. He rolled his head onto its side and looked at me, a wistful half smile on his face.

"You didn't answer my question," Jesse accused. My eyebrows knitted together in confusion before I remembered he asked me what was the matter. I half smiled at him.

"It's nothing. I'm just glad you're awake," I said. Jesse's eyes looked deeply into my own, as if he was trying to peer into my soul. Actually, I bet he was. I released his hand and stood up. "I'd better go tell Ms. Fontaine you're awake," I muttered quietly. I turned to leave when something tugged at my hand. I looked down to see Jesse's IV hand firmly grasping my right hand.

"You're not going anywhere," Jesse said. I looked at him quizzically. Jesse forced himself into a seated position, grunting in pain all the way. My eyes widened in concern.

"Don't sit up you idiot!" I hissed turning around to try to push him back down but ended up tripping over the edge of the bed, landing on Jesse. He groaned in pain. I gasped and pushed myself off him.

"Jesse! I'm so sorr-" I gasped as I felt myself being flipped and pinned underneath Jesse. I looked up at his eyes in shock and confusion. He was staring down at me, his green eyes smoldering me.

"Jay, why were you crying?" Jesse asked me, his tone just daring me to try to lie to him. It took me a moment to find my voice.

"I…I was…I…was just…just…worried," I murmured. Jesse lowered his head slightly so his bangs would cover his eyes.

"You're lying to me," Jesse whispered. I opened my mouth to object. "I thought you said you needed to tell me something."

My breath froze in my chest. Jesse heard me? He heard me talking to him?

"You heard me?" I said in a voice so quiet, I wasn't even sure he heard me. Jesse looked up into my eyes.

"Yes," He whispered. We just stared at each other for an immeasurable moment. I racked my brain, trying to find the words I so desperately needed to say.

"Jesse, I…I…" My voice died off. I couldn't find the words. I knew the words I needed to say. Three simple words! How hard could it be to say just three simple words!?

Jesse looked at me. I couldn't figure out what emotion was in his eyes but it wasn't happiness or joy or any other emotion I'd seen in those eyes. It was new…

And it was frightening.

"Jay, I thought we could tell each other anything," Jesse said, his voice sounded hurt.

"We can," I mumbled. Jesse brought his face so his forehead, his nose, his lips, were only centimeters from my own. My cheeks began to grow hot.

"Then why aren't you telling me what you said you needed to tell me?" Jesse asked.

"I don't know how to say it," I said.

"Just say it."

"It isn't that simple Jesse."

"Everything is that simple Jaden."

"No, everything isn't."

"Yes, everything is."

"No! Not everything is as simple!"

"Just tell me Jay!"



Jesse and I scowled at each other for a moment. Jesse was wrong, I didn't know how to tell him.

Show him Jaden. Actions always speak louder than words. Yubel told me.

How do I show him if I don't know how to tell him? I asked. Yubel chuckled.

Oh Jaden, you know how to show him. You know.

Suddenly, an idea struck me. Without thinking, I reached up and closed the distance between mine and Jesse's lips, pressing mine firmly against his.

Every muscle in Jesse's body tensed, I felt it. Just as quickly as I did it, I pulled away. I opened my eyes and looked at Jesse. His eyes were wide with shock.

"I love you Jesse," I whispered.

I love you.

Three simple words that mean the most complicated thing in the known universe.

"You…love me?" Jesse stammered, shock coloring his tone. I gulped, closed my eyes, and nodded. I braced myself for rejection, for some sort of pain.

But pain wasn't what I received.

Soft lips pressed themselves against mine. I opened my eyes in shock when the lips left mine. Jesse looked down at me, a smile playing with his lips.

"I love you too."

End Flashback

"Jaden? Are you okay love?" Jesse called to me, snapping his fingers in front of my face. I blinked quickly, being brought back to the present. Jesse was looking at me curiously.

"Yeah, sorry," I said. Jesse chuckled. He was still leaning against the wall. I looked up at the clock.

It was almost nine in the evening.

I sighed, realizing that I needed to tell Ms. Fontaine that Jesse woke up. Which meant I had to go back to my dorm and get my DAP.

I began to stand up when I felt Jesse grab my wrist for the second time that day.

"Where are you going?" He asked. I looked at him.

"I need to call Ms. Fontaine but I left my DAP in my dorm, so I was going to get it," I explained. When I expected Jesse to release my wrist, he did the complete opposite. Jesse tugged on my arm, pulling me down toward him. He wrapped his arms around me and cradled me against his chest. My head rested on his should weakly.

"I think Ms. Fontaine can wait another…thirty minutes for the call," Jesse whispered in my ear. Before any objection could pass through my lips, Jesse's were against mine.

How could I object with this?

So I kissed him back, savoring the feeling of his lips on mine, just savoring the moment. The first moment of a very, very, very long and complicated game.


Woh! That was a long chapter…

Anyway, there you have it! It's done! FINALLY!!!

I hope you guys liked Fate's Game! Again, sorry for the wait: (

1) DAP is what I call their little PDA's. It stands for,


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