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Addicted To It

Dawn was just now creeping over the horizon, her rosy cheeks and sunny smile gently awakening those that slept soundly under the cover of her brother Night. Dawn's father, the Sun, was about ready to rise, so she ran off towards the other side of the world to welcome her brother there as Twilight. Yawning widely, the Sun poured his warm rays over his mate, Mother Earth, telling her it was time to open her eyes and give him a kiss The Sun's shafts of light descended into a singular room where a figure stood, bare from the waist up, and covered in sweat.

Chestnut colored hair that ended in a point at the nape of his neck, and ice cold blue eyes flashed in the morning light. His excellently toned body glistened as he breathed heavily from his daily training. He was up before Dawn had opened her cheery eyes and laughed her golden giggle. He turned at the sound of footsteps coming towards his den and there was a knock at the oak doors.

"Come in," he barked.

A young boy entered the room, his long, wild, blue-black hair framed his face, but his blue eyes were filled with amusement and mischief.

"Morning big brother!" he cried happily as he walked in with a tray in his hands, "I made you breakfast today."

"Thanks kid," replied the elder sibling. The young boy smiled at his brother as he watched him pull his shirt over his head, but then his lips angled downwards. His brother didn't even look at the plate.

"Seto? Aren't you going to eat anything?" he asked him. Seto looked at the plate his brother had set onto the table near the window. Shit, I'll have to eat some of it or else he'll worry. Pulling up a chair at the table, he began to pick at the food half heartedly. He wasn't hungry at all, but he put some of the egg into his mouth anyway.

Mokuba looked at Seto, a frown clearly on his face. What was wrong with Seto these past few days? Why was he so distant and deep in thought all of a sudden? It bothered Mokuba to see his brother this way. Sure, Seto was always in thought, but he never was so gone that Mokuba was able to jump him from behind and nearly give the elder boy a heart attack. He grimaced at that thought because Seto had chased him down and then tickled him after a few seconds of yelling. He slammed his hand on the table, the silverware rattling and clanging.

"What is WRONG with you Seto?" demanded Mokuba. Seto looked up from his plate, shocked at his brother's sudden out burst, but then looked back down at his plate. What was wrong with him? He was being more broody than normal, snapping at everyone more than usual, even Mokuba.

"There is nothing wrong Mokuba," Seto replied sharply, "Now go get dressed for school."

Mokuba jutted out his jaw, but decided not to argue, and he stomped out of the room. Seto let out a breath of air and pushed the plate away. Getting up, he walked over to the window sill and gazed at the morning light, but then his body began to shake lightly, a cold sweat forming anew on his brow.

"Fuck," Seto muttered as he lifted the seat of the sill and pulled out a needle. He sighed as he felt the cool metal slide into his arm, injecting the heroin into his system. Taking the needle out of his flesh, he cleaned it and placed it back into the tiny compartment, pulling out his school uniform as he closed the lid.

***

Seto sat in class, his leg shaking slightly while he took notes. He needed another hit. He needed it like a babe needed milk from his mother. He was breathing a bit heavily, causing a few neighbors to look at him strangely. One of those neighbors was Katsuya Jounouchi.

He was about a head shorter than Seto was, with golden locks of hair and bright amber eyes. He was lean, but built to perfection with a handsome face, a wonderful smile, street smarts, and a brain the size of a peanut. Jou was considered the class clown and he was okay with it because he didn't really care what others thought about him. It was only when his friends made cracks at him was when he got angry, causing them to laugh even more. Yet right now he was concerned for the shaking boy sitting next to him. Jou prodded Seto gently, making the other boy start in his seat, the chair scraping against the tile floor. Thankfully, the teacher didn't notice it.

"Kaiba," Jou whispered, "Are you alright? You're shaking like crazy!"

"I'm stressed," Seto snarled at him, "Leave me alone you sniveling dog."

"No need to get an attitude asshole. I was getting worried, Gods," he said with a curled lip. Jou turned back to his notes, noting that Yugi, his best friend, was looking at him with raised eyebrows. Jou shrugged his shoulders at him and then went back to his work.

Seto looked at Jou from the corner of his eye. He is worried about me? That's a first for me. He must be the only one, besides Mokuba, who is worried about me. Oh man, I have to go get one, but class is over in five minutes. Just five more minutes. He glanced back at Jou, noting how his hair fell perfectly around his innocent face as his chin rested in his hand. That hand of Jou's that had such beautifully long fingers…Seto shook his head violently and he snarled. Half the class turned to look at him, including Yugi's group.

"Mr. Kaiba? Are you alright?" asked the teacher.

"I am sorry," Seto said standing, gathering up his things quickly, "But I must go." He turned and his cold sapphire orbs met with the glowing amber ones of the person he was just thinking of. Fuck it all, why are you looking at me like that Jou?! He ran from the room, tearing his eyes away from Jou's. The teacher sputtered after him, but he didn't hear him. He ran into the bathroom, checking to see if anyone was in there first, locked himself inside a stall and pulled out another needle with a shaking hand. He smiled as he felt the cool metal once more sink into his arm, calming him down and releasing all his nerves.

"Ahhh," sighed the chestnut haired man, "That feels much better." He adjusted his clothing and hair and stepped out of the bathroom, returning to the stiff, cool Seto Kaiba was accustom to.