yu-gi-oh~SETO'S PAIN
by Kaiba Junshin
Chapter 1: Only the Beginning
"Okay, bye Mokuba-chan!" Seto waved good-bye to his little brother as the boy walked out to where a friend of his had their car waiting.
"Bye, oniisan!" Mokuba hopped into the car and the parent drove off.
Seto sighed and closed the door. "I hope he'll be okay. It's the first time he's gone over to a friend's house, let alone to a sleep over." He mumbled to himself.
"Get over here, boy!" Gozaburo suddenly shouted to Seto.
Seto hurried over. "Sir?" Eager to please his new father, and inexperienced in the man's ways, the he didn't know any better.
Gozaburo smiled at the boy, then grabbed Seto's shirt front and brought the boy's face to his own. "We need to toughen you up, Seto-kun."
"Please, Gozaburo-sama, let me down. Whatever I did, I didn't mean it!" Seto sobbed, terrified.
Gozaburo's face grew even colder. "You are a wimp, Seto-kun. If you're ever going to run Kaiba Corp, we'll need to toughen you up. A heart of stone is what you need in this business. You have the heart of an eleven-year-old. We're going to change that."
"But, I'm only eleven! Why should I change?!" Seto cried as Gozaburo started down the hall.
"Because, if I don't start on you, I'll start on Mokuba-kun, and you don't want that, now do you, little Seto-kun?" Seto shook his head vigorously. "Good. I'm glad we agree."
Seto swallowed, hard. He knew Gozaburo had only adopted him for his brains. If the man wanted a heart of stone, he had a long way to go. Seto was only eleven, and there was a slim chance of him gaining that stone heart within the next ten years, at least, that's how Seto saw it. ~What can he do to me?~ Seto asked himself. ~I'm small and quick. If I want to get away, I'll get away. I'm not stupid, and he knows this.~ He felt his confidence growing.
"Here we are." Gozaburo's door slammed shut behind them and he locked it. Then the man put Seto down. "Now, Seto, why do you think I wanted you?" Gozaburo asked, watching as the terrified boy glanced around at his surroundings.
"Because I'm smart." Seto mumbled.
Gozaburo smiled slightly. "Surely you don't think that's all, do you?"
"So you'd have someone who could run your company once you'd died?" Seto added.
Gozaburo's smile widened. "Ah, there's another good reason. Since it's obvious that you'll never guess the last one, I'll tell you." He backed Seto into a corner and stooped down to the boy's level. "You're cute." Then he kissed Seto lightly on the lips.
Seto let out a strangled cry. ~No! No, no, no, no, no!!~ His mind went in circles. ~Someone... Anyone! Help!!~
Gozaburo pulled back and watched Seto's emotions fly across his face. "You don't like that, do you?" He asked lightly.
"N-no, s-s-sir..." Seto stammered.
Gozaburo's face turned ugly. "You will learn to like it, boy." He warned.
"No!" Seto cried, then tried to slip from the corner Gozaburo had backed him up into.
Gozaburo sneered and punched Seto in the stomach. "Oh, yes you will. You will either learn to like it, or you'll learn to deal with it." He hissed as Seto doubled over in pain. "Am I understood?"
Seto spit in Gozaburo's face and made a dash for freedom. He ran to Gozaburo's private phone. ~Gotta call the orphanage! They'll take me out of here! They'll have Gozaburo arrested!~ He told himself. He picked up the phone, only to find it dead. "Kami..."
Gozaburo chuckled from the corner, where he still stood. "You think I'm that stupid, Seto? Don't be an idiot. And I'm telling you right now, if you tell anyone what goes on in this room, your brother's life is forfeit."
Seto's eyes widened. ~Mokuba!~
"I see we have an understanding. Good. Get over here." Gozaburo ordered.
Seto ran to the room door. ~Please, let me out...~ He sobbed to himself, jiggling the locked knob. Gozaburo jangled the keys in his hand. ~Kami, no...~ Seto fell to his knees, defeated, tears running down his face in streams.
"Heheh..." Gozaburo walked over to Seto. "You're even cuter when you're like this. Your only problem is that no crime goes unpunished here, little one. You spat in my face, tried to call for help, tried to escape, and defied me. You know what I do to someone who does all that?"
"N-no..." Seto watched Gozaburo fearfully.
"I teach them not to do that anymore." Gozaburo's fist rammed into Seto's jaw, causing the boy to cry out. Gozaburo pulled Seto up by his shirt front again and pushed him against the wall. "No sound." He whispered before covering Seto's mouth with his own. Then started punching Seto's stomach continuously. Seto couldn't make a sound, so just clenched his eyes shut and let his tears fall down his face.
When Gozaburo let go, Seto fell to his knees, since his legs sure wouldn't hold him anytime soon. He glanced up at the man above him, breathing hard. ~Kami, please, make it end. Just make it all end.~ He was tempted to curl up into a ball, but the bruises on his stomach wouldn't let him, he knew.
Suddenly, Gozaburo grabbed Seto's hair and pulled him to his feet by use of his hair. "Stand up, Seto." He ordered.
"I-I can't!" Seto cried.
"Only a weakling can't stand. Are you a weakling, Seto?" Gozaburo asked, not letting go of Seto's hair.
"N-no, sir..." Seto whispered.
"Then stand!" Gozaburo hissed angrily, shaking Seto's hair roughly.
Seto let out a cry as his hair was pulled from his head. He desperately tried to stand on his own two feet, but he was shaking too much. ~Hold! You have to hold! He'll let go if you hold!~ He cried at his jelly-like legs.
Gozaburo was disgusted. He tossed Seto onto his bed. Seto tried to get up. "Stay there." Gozaburo ordered. Seto let himself fall back on the bed. Gozaburo came to stand over him. "You disgust me, Seto. I was being easy on you, since I realize you've been pampered your whole life, but apparently this pampering has made you weaker than I'd thought." He pulled off Seto's sweater, then unbuttoned the boy's long sleeved yellow shirt. He ran a cold hand over Seto's stomach and chest, making Seto shiver.
~I'm tempted to say that this is nice, but I have this sinking feeling that this won't last for long.~ Seto thought. Suddenly, Gozaburo's fist jammed into the already-forming bruise on Seto's abdomen. Seto let out a cry. ~Kami!~
"I can make you beg for mercy very easily. Do you want me to let you go?" Seto nodded. "Are you going to keep your mouth shut?" Seto nodded again. Gozaburo pulled away and went to unlock the door.
Seto forced himself to sit up and pull his shirt back closed. His fingers were shaking too much for him to button it, but he didn't care. He just wanted out. He grabbed his sweater and moved as quickly as he could to where Gozaburo held the door open. Gozaburo's hand on his shoulder forced Seto to stop. ~What now?!~
"Seto. You'll come back here when I call. You'll come without a struggle or sound. You'll come without any complaint. Am I understood?" Gozaburo warned.
"Yes, sir." Seto mumbled. Gozaburo nodded and let go. Seto fled from the man as quickly as he could. ~Kami...~
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~~A/N: Uhm, this fic has been bothering me for the longest time, now. For almost all my fics, this will be Seto's past. Has anyone else written anything else like this? Am I the first? R+R!! Also, do you think I should do a lemon? I want to, but it won't be for another chapter or so if I do. I have to have Seto properly terrified first... *looks at unconscious Seto* Oh, dear... *runs over to Seto to try and revive him*
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Yu-Gi-Ou! I love Kaiba Seto. He's my favorite character. I'm only writing this because his adoptive father was cruel to him, and I hint on this in almost all my fics. I felt the need to explain my reasonings. Please, don't flame me. If you do, I shall only use those flames to light my candles and oil lamps. I like burning things, possibly even Seto... Hum... Candle wax...
by Kaiba Junshin
Chapter 1: Only the Beginning
"Okay, bye Mokuba-chan!" Seto waved good-bye to his little brother as the boy walked out to where a friend of his had their car waiting.
"Bye, oniisan!" Mokuba hopped into the car and the parent drove off.
Seto sighed and closed the door. "I hope he'll be okay. It's the first time he's gone over to a friend's house, let alone to a sleep over." He mumbled to himself.
"Get over here, boy!" Gozaburo suddenly shouted to Seto.
Seto hurried over. "Sir?" Eager to please his new father, and inexperienced in the man's ways, the he didn't know any better.
Gozaburo smiled at the boy, then grabbed Seto's shirt front and brought the boy's face to his own. "We need to toughen you up, Seto-kun."
"Please, Gozaburo-sama, let me down. Whatever I did, I didn't mean it!" Seto sobbed, terrified.
Gozaburo's face grew even colder. "You are a wimp, Seto-kun. If you're ever going to run Kaiba Corp, we'll need to toughen you up. A heart of stone is what you need in this business. You have the heart of an eleven-year-old. We're going to change that."
"But, I'm only eleven! Why should I change?!" Seto cried as Gozaburo started down the hall.
"Because, if I don't start on you, I'll start on Mokuba-kun, and you don't want that, now do you, little Seto-kun?" Seto shook his head vigorously. "Good. I'm glad we agree."
Seto swallowed, hard. He knew Gozaburo had only adopted him for his brains. If the man wanted a heart of stone, he had a long way to go. Seto was only eleven, and there was a slim chance of him gaining that stone heart within the next ten years, at least, that's how Seto saw it. ~What can he do to me?~ Seto asked himself. ~I'm small and quick. If I want to get away, I'll get away. I'm not stupid, and he knows this.~ He felt his confidence growing.
"Here we are." Gozaburo's door slammed shut behind them and he locked it. Then the man put Seto down. "Now, Seto, why do you think I wanted you?" Gozaburo asked, watching as the terrified boy glanced around at his surroundings.
"Because I'm smart." Seto mumbled.
Gozaburo smiled slightly. "Surely you don't think that's all, do you?"
"So you'd have someone who could run your company once you'd died?" Seto added.
Gozaburo's smile widened. "Ah, there's another good reason. Since it's obvious that you'll never guess the last one, I'll tell you." He backed Seto into a corner and stooped down to the boy's level. "You're cute." Then he kissed Seto lightly on the lips.
Seto let out a strangled cry. ~No! No, no, no, no, no!!~ His mind went in circles. ~Someone... Anyone! Help!!~
Gozaburo pulled back and watched Seto's emotions fly across his face. "You don't like that, do you?" He asked lightly.
"N-no, s-s-sir..." Seto stammered.
Gozaburo's face turned ugly. "You will learn to like it, boy." He warned.
"No!" Seto cried, then tried to slip from the corner Gozaburo had backed him up into.
Gozaburo sneered and punched Seto in the stomach. "Oh, yes you will. You will either learn to like it, or you'll learn to deal with it." He hissed as Seto doubled over in pain. "Am I understood?"
Seto spit in Gozaburo's face and made a dash for freedom. He ran to Gozaburo's private phone. ~Gotta call the orphanage! They'll take me out of here! They'll have Gozaburo arrested!~ He told himself. He picked up the phone, only to find it dead. "Kami..."
Gozaburo chuckled from the corner, where he still stood. "You think I'm that stupid, Seto? Don't be an idiot. And I'm telling you right now, if you tell anyone what goes on in this room, your brother's life is forfeit."
Seto's eyes widened. ~Mokuba!~
"I see we have an understanding. Good. Get over here." Gozaburo ordered.
Seto ran to the room door. ~Please, let me out...~ He sobbed to himself, jiggling the locked knob. Gozaburo jangled the keys in his hand. ~Kami, no...~ Seto fell to his knees, defeated, tears running down his face in streams.
"Heheh..." Gozaburo walked over to Seto. "You're even cuter when you're like this. Your only problem is that no crime goes unpunished here, little one. You spat in my face, tried to call for help, tried to escape, and defied me. You know what I do to someone who does all that?"
"N-no..." Seto watched Gozaburo fearfully.
"I teach them not to do that anymore." Gozaburo's fist rammed into Seto's jaw, causing the boy to cry out. Gozaburo pulled Seto up by his shirt front again and pushed him against the wall. "No sound." He whispered before covering Seto's mouth with his own. Then started punching Seto's stomach continuously. Seto couldn't make a sound, so just clenched his eyes shut and let his tears fall down his face.
When Gozaburo let go, Seto fell to his knees, since his legs sure wouldn't hold him anytime soon. He glanced up at the man above him, breathing hard. ~Kami, please, make it end. Just make it all end.~ He was tempted to curl up into a ball, but the bruises on his stomach wouldn't let him, he knew.
Suddenly, Gozaburo grabbed Seto's hair and pulled him to his feet by use of his hair. "Stand up, Seto." He ordered.
"I-I can't!" Seto cried.
"Only a weakling can't stand. Are you a weakling, Seto?" Gozaburo asked, not letting go of Seto's hair.
"N-no, sir..." Seto whispered.
"Then stand!" Gozaburo hissed angrily, shaking Seto's hair roughly.
Seto let out a cry as his hair was pulled from his head. He desperately tried to stand on his own two feet, but he was shaking too much. ~Hold! You have to hold! He'll let go if you hold!~ He cried at his jelly-like legs.
Gozaburo was disgusted. He tossed Seto onto his bed. Seto tried to get up. "Stay there." Gozaburo ordered. Seto let himself fall back on the bed. Gozaburo came to stand over him. "You disgust me, Seto. I was being easy on you, since I realize you've been pampered your whole life, but apparently this pampering has made you weaker than I'd thought." He pulled off Seto's sweater, then unbuttoned the boy's long sleeved yellow shirt. He ran a cold hand over Seto's stomach and chest, making Seto shiver.
~I'm tempted to say that this is nice, but I have this sinking feeling that this won't last for long.~ Seto thought. Suddenly, Gozaburo's fist jammed into the already-forming bruise on Seto's abdomen. Seto let out a cry. ~Kami!~
"I can make you beg for mercy very easily. Do you want me to let you go?" Seto nodded. "Are you going to keep your mouth shut?" Seto nodded again. Gozaburo pulled away and went to unlock the door.
Seto forced himself to sit up and pull his shirt back closed. His fingers were shaking too much for him to button it, but he didn't care. He just wanted out. He grabbed his sweater and moved as quickly as he could to where Gozaburo held the door open. Gozaburo's hand on his shoulder forced Seto to stop. ~What now?!~
"Seto. You'll come back here when I call. You'll come without a struggle or sound. You'll come without any complaint. Am I understood?" Gozaburo warned.
"Yes, sir." Seto mumbled. Gozaburo nodded and let go. Seto fled from the man as quickly as he could. ~Kami...~
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~~A/N: Uhm, this fic has been bothering me for the longest time, now. For almost all my fics, this will be Seto's past. Has anyone else written anything else like this? Am I the first? R+R!! Also, do you think I should do a lemon? I want to, but it won't be for another chapter or so if I do. I have to have Seto properly terrified first... *looks at unconscious Seto* Oh, dear... *runs over to Seto to try and revive him*
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Yu-Gi-Ou! I love Kaiba Seto. He's my favorite character. I'm only writing this because his adoptive father was cruel to him, and I hint on this in almost all my fics. I felt the need to explain my reasonings. Please, don't flame me. If you do, I shall only use those flames to light my candles and oil lamps. I like burning things, possibly even Seto... Hum... Candle wax...