Summary: What if they were friends when they were little? What if a certain chain of events changed all that? And now, what if Kaiba's the only one who can find Jou? Puppyshipping, Shounen Ai, R&R

A/N: I'm trying to vent all my anger and sadness on this story. But I'm really not sure if it'll turn out all angst and stuff. So bear with me. This is also dedicated to Sugar-Kat! She helped me with the plot because of the RP. And this—this very chapter is dedicated to someone special or someone who used to be special to me. But whatever, he sucks now.
Warnings: Mild Cursing, Shounen Ai, OOC Tendencies
Disclaimer: Disclaiming all rights right now—aside from the promise…

Story Notes:

1) -.-.-Page Break-.-.-

"We never forget. We just refuse to remember."

Find Me

Remember—Forget

Daily arguments, daily fights. Sometimes it really gets old. But it can't be help. Especially when that's the only way you can communicate with your childhood friend.

Or ex-childhood friend. Strange isn't it? How everything else changes drastically. Yet, the world still continues to revolve around the same sun.

"Shut up, Dog!" The brunet hissed. "Learn to actually respect those higher than you!"

"Respect?" The blond replied. "You want respect, Moneybags? Earn it!"

How did this happen?

When did everything change?

Why did everything change?

No one knew.

But one thing's for sure, it hurts. It really hurts. When you've trusted someone as well as cared for them with all your heart and soul, in one second—everything changes between the both of you. And even though it wasn't one second—years at Jou's count, it still hurts. Why Seto, or Kaiba, as he now called him, suddenly for no reason at all, would become the bastard that he is now.

Why does it have to be this way?

"Jou, Kaiba!" A small tri-colored haired teen pleaded. "Please stop!"

"Stay out of this, Yugi!" The other two screamed.

Then again, changes are inevitable. It might was well be the natural way of life. Like Se—Kaiba, who was once the best friend—now turned rival of Jou, would always pick fights with the blond. Or the other way around.

Should they blame time or fate, it still won't help.

In fact, it was down right useless.

"Fucking bastard!"

"Funny how you repeat the same thing over and over again."

"Stop, please…" Yugi squeaked.

Over and over again… if they could just repeat the past over and over again, that would've been great… yet they were impossible thoughts. But in Jou's case, it wouldn't really hurt to wish.

His past was happy—well, some of them anyway.

Still, though—it was better off impossible from the start. What was the point of going back if you're the only one who could remember everything?

'What the hell happened to you, Set'?' Jou mentally asked himself as they continued fighting. "Why can't you just leave me alone?"

"Reasons your brain may never understand." Kaiba sneered. "On the second thought, you don't have a brain."

Unless the other just didn't want to recall anything.

"I do SO have a brain!"

"Prove it, Puppy."

"Pry my head open and feel it!"

"No, thanks. I wouldn't want my hands to be covered with your filth."

"JOUNOUCHI! KAIBA!" Two voices yelled. One was the voice of Yugi and the other was the teacher.

Finally, silence filled the classroom's air. Of course, it wasn't that they weren't used to all the fights and arguments the two always had. But, would it kill them to shut up for once?

"I have had enough of your bickering!" The old man scolded as he stood in front. "For one day, can't you two have a civilized conversation?"

"But—but! Sir! He started it!" Jou defended as he pointed to the CEO beside him.

"Bad dog." Kaiba started. "Don't you know it's rude to point fingers?"

"I am not a dog!"

And the two started arguing again. Funny, who would believe that these two were best friends when they were younger? Then again, all those were unknown.

Kaiba forgot. And Jou never pressed on.

"That's it!" The middle-aged man yelled. "I wonder how Mouto gets through with your mouths! Detention! Both of you!"

"Sir, you know very—"

"I don't care if you're the queen of England, Kaiba Seto. You are getting detention whether you like it or not."

Detention. With Kaiba. Equals, BAD. But right now, Jou didn't mind. The queen of England comment really sold to him. And so, he snickered.

"Now, Mouto, Jounouchi and Kaiba. Back to your seats." The teacher huffed. "I want to start the class."

At this statement, the three teens nodded and went to their places.

"Stupid Mutt." The brunet muttered as he sat down on his desk.

The blond, then, clearly heard those words—he was currently sitting beside the guy, though that really wasn't the point. He was stupid. He knew that. And it wasn't supposed to hurt anymore.

But somehow, every time it came out of Kaiba's mouth, it did.

Kaiba made him very vulnerable.

Damn. The old people were right about not telling your friends too much about you, unless you want to be weaker link in the end.

"Jounouchi, pay attention!"

"Huh? Oh?" With that, the said teen shot a goofy grin at the man. "Sorry."

The class went on, and obviously… Jou wasn't listening; he was rather busy staring out at the window. Thinking deeply.

"Did you really forget, Kaiba?" He said, barely even audible to the CEO beside him. "Or do you just refuse to remember."

To Be Continued

A/N: Sorry if it's too short for you liking. These things just come pouring in my mind. I'll try to make it longer, though! I promise. And as for me being all sulky, don't worry. It's not depression, just sadness that he really forgot about me now.

Please review. I need it. BADLY.