There was once this young boy, and his life was not the best. He was a young dragon only in a more human form. And he was the son of the Red Eyes Black Dragon. So his eyes were red, with brown mixed in them. And he had this friend of his, also a boy, slightly older than him himself. He was the contrary of him. He was also a dragon, but he was the son of the Blue Eyes White Dragon.
His father told him, again and again to keep away from him.
His father was the dragon of Fire and Darkness, while the father of his friend was the dragon of Ice and Light. Naturally the two of them had a grudge against each other.
And he and his friend were also like this. Like their fathers they were the total contrary of each other. His friend was calm, collected, and cold as ice. While he himself was anxious, scattered, and burning with fire. His friend always had an unemotional face, and he was an emotional person/dragon. Yet he knew when his friend was angered, alone or sad, by only reading his body language. But they were good friend, despite some misunderstandings; they were very close to each other.
The years passed by, and the two boys' had to separate. Fault of that was that their fathers had died; at the same day, same hour, and same minute. But the separation was heartbreaking; for the boy as for his friend. And their hearts clenched at the same time every day, being without the company, of neither of the two.
More years passed by. And neither of the two had seen each other in the last 200 years. Out of the two boys, became two young and attracting men, emitting power and force. Finally the both of them decided to visit the other, since the clenching hurt so much more than that time 172 years ago. When they both met at the boundary of the both kingdoms; volcanic land turned to thick ice.
They both stood in front of another, looking at each other with eyes that held unshed tears. A step from each and they would, could, be in each other's embrace that the two of them yearned.
"I haven't seen you in a long time" said the red eyed young man/dragon smiling at the other in front of him.
"It's been far too long if you ask me." Said the blue eyed man/dragon; returning his own smile in return.
They were smiling both, but their eyes told the other everything: sadness, loneliness, fear, anger; so much that they'd hidden since separated.
The two of them spoke in unison, with the same breath, in the same minute, in the exact same second.
"I love you." It was said with such deep emotions, that their voices cracked.
The unshed tears finally wanted to come out; they took each a step into the other's embrace, slumping to the floor on their knees. They cried; tears brimming down their faces, sobs chocking them, and digging their faces in the other's neck. Saying again and again how they missed each other, and how they loved the other.
When the tears were shed, they stood again, each still in their own kingdom, looking into each other's eyes; red crashing on blue.
The blue eyed man/dragon noticed how much his loved one changed over the last 172 years. His black messy hair had grown longer, or at least that what he could see since his hair was covered by a black helmet that was in form of his father's head, including the horns. His black and grey armor was shimmering in the volcanoes' light, and he was certain he had built muscles over the years. His left red eye had a scar crossing it, nearly not visible but there, and his tail swishing behind him and his wings big and wide, both with little visible scars and cuts.
While the blue eyed man/dragon studied him, he did the same to the blue eyed. His snow white hair hadn't changed, except the fact that it was far more in order than it was 1 century and 7 decades ago. Still, his head was also covered by a helmet; light blue, with the form of his father too, with the ears/horns on each side. And his white and blue armor was glistering in the dull sunrays of the sun, with his wings spreading on his back. But the reflection of the ice that was hitting the armor was the reason why it shimmered, along with his long dragon tail. His right eyebrow had a cut on its end, probably from a sword that had missed.
It was a comfortable silence while the two young men/dragons studied each other. The blue eyed one saw sadness and loneliness in the other's gaze, yet he knew his own eyes held the same.
"You know that we're not meant to be?" Asked the red eyed man/dragon; with his eyes watering again.
The blue eyed men's heart clenched so painfully, he wanted so badly to have his loved one. His desire was thicker than the ice he walked on, and more passionate than the volcanoes' of his loved one's land. Yet… he couldn't have him.
"Believe me when I say, my dear love, that if I could I would change my form and my element. But I can't. I would give up my kingdom, my men, and anything else I possess just to be having a way to be with you."
"I damn the rule of the dragons. I know we're not the same; you're ice, I'm fire, I'm black and you're white. We should hate each other; we should not have these feelings for the other. We-we…" he couldn't keep his hands from shaking, and he fell into the arms of the one whom he loved: sobbing his sadness into the neck of him.
"I know." He whispered over and over again. While the res eyed man/dragon sobbed and choked the reasons why it shouldn't be like this. He didn't need to be reminded, but his old childhood friend and love could not keep it anymore.
And suddenly; he stopped.
He looked up, looking into his loved ones blue eyes. The said loved one had hope, confusion and eagerness in his eyes. While his own, were red from crying and his throat raw from sobbing so intense and hard.
"We could incarnate. Die, and let our souls go to human bodies." The red eyed man/dragon said with his throat still hoarse.
The blue eyed dragon/man smiled, and placed a kiss on the other's forehead. And the black one smiled one on his own, leaning into the warmth of his love.
"I would die hundreds of times, just to make you happy."
Both of them took their swords, their own swords made out of the flame of their own father. The red eyed one's was a long and slender, in a dark grey and its handle was decorated with a dragon going around it. While the blue eyed one's was long but massive, its handle with scales and metal seeming like flames going in between it, its color light grey
Each of them going on one knee; holding their swords by the blade with the right hand, and taking the other sword by the handle with the other hand. They exchanged their sword to the other, and it was very strange seeing White and blue mixed with grey and red, and red and black with such a light color.
Both lifted the others sword, and brought it down, in the same minute, same second, and exact same place, hitting their love with their own sword through the heart, with blood dripping down their chins.
Their bodies fell onto each other, and then falling to the left side, separated from each other, but connected by the brushing of finger tips. Golden lights surrounded them and their bodies vanished, but silhouettes of their physical form came from them. With one last kiss, and one last brushing of finger tips they vanished.
They both died; in the same minute, in the same second, in the same wind, and with the each other's sword.
I'm a fan of Seto & Joey, tell be how the story was, but this is only the prologue. In the next chapters I'll explain more of them. Anyway, please review; I will do more stories, probably of yugioh, but not all of them with Joey and Kaiba. I will (hopefully) do more stories of other couples too, that is, if you like them.
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