-This is a fic request from animeangel088. This is a rated M, Romance/HurtComfort fic, the pairing is Seto / Jounouchi (obviously), and the condition is Jounouchi has lost his memories!So without further ado, the Prologue! Oh I dont own Yugioh and I hope this is to everyone's liking. Haha... Yeah, enjoy!
Amnesiac Dreams
Preface 00:
Lost Words
Police sirens and ambulances blocked the streets surrounding the usually calm and peaceful school. The Domino High buildings were completely encompassed in flashing red and blue lights. Students cried and continued to tremble after the terrible ordeal as paramedics were still finding victims of the sudden attack. Half the teachers shared the anxiety and uncertainty while the braver of the adults attempted to comfort and settle the rattled chaos. Yugi hurried around frantically searching for any sight of his friends. "Yugi!" A familiar voice called out through the crowd. The short teen whipped around to catch sight of Anzu Mazaki rushing to him.
"Anzu! Are the others okay?" He asked, voice strained but otherwise strong.
The brunet-headed girl forced back her sobs, she'd obviously been deeply affected. A fleeting thought crossed her mind on how strong the much shorter Yugi could be, but then all their turmoils and battles against dark evil forces would strengthen anyone. Still, this had been an unexpected fright that had gone by in a flash. "I-I Honda was inside the building, helping out the librarian when all the shooting started." She managed to answer straight.
Yugi nodded and showed a glimmer of relief that quickly faded. "And Jounouchi?" He asked timidly.
She bit her lip and forced her voice to answer without hinder. "… I don't know. I can't find him. Anako said that she might've seen him arguing with Kaiba but she's not sure." She answered.
"Where were they arguing?" He questioned heatedly.
Anzu shook her head and shrugged. "I don't know! I've looked everywhere and I- I don't know." Anzu's legs finally gave out on her and she fell to her knees and began to sob.
"Anzu!" Yugi hugged her close. His eyes scanned through the crowd once again, as he watched them cart more injured people away. 'Why? Why did they..? Where are you Jounouchi?' He clenched his eyes closed and listened to the girl as she cried some more. 'Please, everyone, be okay…'
Kaiba leaned back against the white walls of the ambulance, letting his eyes close. "Please Kaiba sir, you didn't need to ride with us - your own wounds merited more attention than you allowed. Perhaps I can get another ambulance and have them treat to your-"
"Keep your attention on the one with the bullet in his head. I'm fine. This won't kill me." He insisted, still refusing to accept any form of help. They had barely managed to bandage him and it wasn't but five minutes ago they were able to persuade the sling on him. His eyes opened slightly to glare at his battered puppy. "How serious are his injuries?" He asked dejectedly, switching his gaze over to the opposite medic that was currently tending to the bleeding teen. Kaiba was a master of sounding indifferent, even through such a crisis.
The medic on the opposite side met his gaze and shook his head. "We won't be able to tell until we get there. But it is bad. The bullet seems to have…" The brunet tuned him out as he studied the blond's pitiful form, his upper uniform discarded in the corner, good thing too, since it was stained crimson with the mutt's own blood - in fact Kaiba's clothes were drenched in his own red substance as well as that of the other. He frowned as he recalled the whole incident, every detail, every word, that led up to the first flash of metal and the deafening blast of a gun up close. 'You look so pathetic, Mutt…' The tubes and bandages wrapped in odd patterns that covered the top half of his face - the only part of the blond's head he could see was the soft straight lips that remained still. Kaiba partly wanted to shout an insult just to see the blond sit up and sling one back, but he knew, even if he did have the strength to utter anything he wouldn't receive a response. The realization irked him greatly. "… Of course, the fact that he has any chance of surviving at all, is remarkable. You saved him from an instant death, Mr. Kaiba."
Kaiba snorted at the attempt to appraise him. "Mn. Not death, murder." He corrected fiercely. His eyes flitted closed in grimace. "I won't feel relief until that idiot Mutt is barking his pathetic drabble again." The medic gave him a quizzical guise to show the words were lost on him.
Forty Five Minutes Previous
~ "What do you want, Mutt? Have you finally realized how inferior you are to me?" He shot venomously. He didn't know why he always entertained the mutt's antics. They were such a waste of time, even if it usually gave him amusement. He folded his arms across his chest and sighed against the slight breeze that came in through the open doors of the Gymnasium they were currently in.
Jounouchi raised a fist in irritation. "Damn asshole. I am not- argh!" He growled and stomped up towards the other. The distance quickly closed between them. "You think for one fuckin' minute you could get your arrogant prick self in check and shut up?" He retorted angrily.
Kaiba studied the blond with a mocking smirk along his lips. "Hn. Such an eloquent creature you are. You would think by now, your speech would've improved some." He sighed in fake exasperation. "Very well, mutt, what would you like to say? Hm?" He asked and gave the blond his full attention. He was curious to be honest. Sure, they ended up in scuffles and arguments from time to time but it usually started with a snide remark or some nut plotting world domination that pitted the two egos of the 2nd best duelist (Damn Yugi and his Heart of the Cards) and the ever runner-up but this time… Jounouchi had approached him and asked to 'talk' with him.
Not to mention he was detached from his friends and seemed rather determined. It piqued the brunet's interest so much that he blew off a rather important meeting just to hear what the other had to say. Especially when he didn't want anyone else around - not even his dear friends - and asked to meet with him after school in the Gymnasium because what he wanted to talk about was just with the brunet. It excited him, for some reason.
Jounouchi's overall demeanor softened some. His shoulders, pensive and stiff, began to slouch and those coiled fists began to undo. "I- Kaiba… I wanted to talk to you about something…" He muttered in hesitation. "It's uh…" His eyes fell in attempt to regain a trace of his beginning resolve. "It's kinda you know, hard to say to ya…" He ground out, eyes still downcast.
The action unnerved the brunet. He wasn't used to this from the other. Kaiba knew that the best reaction would be to show none at all but he wasn't one to enjoy stalls and he abhorred people that wasted his time. "Mutt, what the hell is your deal? If you had something to say, do so already." He seethed bitterly.
Jounouchi's expression tightened into a scowl as his unreadable browns caught his blues in a dangerous glint. But there came nothing for a long while. Finally Jounouchi took a deep breath and calmed mentally as if he'd been battling with himself. "Okay." He murmured in what seemed a whisper. The brunet had visibly revealed his curiosity at the quiet reply. "Kaiba, I've been thinking about a lotta things an' I've come to find out some stuff…" He knew the other was most likely to snap at him again but this was the hardest thing for him. "About myself…" His voice trembled somewhat. Kaiba could see the other's willpower fighting with his doubts and it was those emotions flickering through those open eyes of the blond that urged him to hold his tongue. 'Jounouchi always stumbles and trips… It's who he is. What is so important and why is he sharing these thoughts with me?' "I- The thing is I've admitted to myself who I really am and that I'm-"
"Well, well, isn't this cute." The two turned to see a young man, probably not too much older than them with some pretty ugly and brutish guys behind him. He had dark black hair that curled in a messy unkempt manner and cheap sunglasses. "So, Jonouchi, what do we have goin' on here?"
The blond pushed passed Kaiba in attempt to keep the others from getting near. "What the fuck are you guys doin' here, Shinto?" He growled heatedly.
"Heheh… If you wasn't such a pussy, you'd know." Shinto replied and the followers laughed gruffly.
But the blond was far from amused by their crude remarks. "Get the fuck outta here! Now!" He exclaimed.
"Sorry Jonouchi, but we can't." He shrugged and removed the sunglasses he'd been wearing. He tilted his head to the side and smirked. "There's been a war brewin' between the opposing gangs and they've finally settled on a way to come to terms with everything." He started and gleamed even darker than before.
The blond growled with eyes widened. "What are ya talkin' about? What didja do?"
The guy raised up a finger in a tsk, tsk manner, "What are we gonna do is the correct question." He sneered. "This school is goin' down, Jounouchi." He explained and shaped his fingers into a gun motion and pretended to shoot. "And all the stupid little people in it are gonna fall like targets in a shootin' gallery." The guy reached into his pocket and the rest of the group ran in opposite directions. "Spread out an' surround the school! The others will be here soon!" He called over his shoulders.
"What the fuck! Why are you guys-"
Shinto shrugged. "We'll prove how bad ass we really are. Those other gangs will feel like prissy fags- like yourself- after this." He smirked. "And I get the pleasure of takin' your ass out personally." He grinned.
"We settled out fuckin' score a long time ago!" Jounouchi seethed and pointed an accusing finger at him. "After all this time, you still harbor a grudge against me?"
"You and those annoying friends of yours. I'll teach ya to ever-"
"What about the agreement we made-" He spat frantically. Though things were always changing in gangs, when things were agreed upon they weren't normally neglected so readily. What was going on? 'What about…?' Something didn't add up.
"It's funny you ask such a thing. I had a few words with Kamuio an' he had no problems wit' this plan. In fact he thinkin it's a pretty bad ass scheme too. It'll definitely boost us up the ranks ya know." He bellowed in laughter.
Jounouchi's anger diminished instantly. The whole time Kaiba watched the two rant back and forth, he was also sending messages for his security to alert the police and get some help down at their school. His eyes shot up in time to see the other finally pull his hand out with a grayish colored pistol clutched tightly. The blond seemed to be in the middle of a mental flummox and paid no attention to the gun swiftly pointed in his direction. "Goodnight, Jounouchi!" The scream finally snapped the blond out of his daze but it was too late. The sound of the gun seemed to echo through the open gym as the bullet approached its target menacingly.
But as the thug had screamed his departure from the blond mutt, Kaiba had grabbed the blond and pushed them both out of the way. The brunet had stumbled but retained balance while Jounouchi had been thrown to the floor. He scampered to his feet as the gang member named Shinto cursed and set to shooting in their direction. Kaiba grabbed the blond by the arm and made for the open back doors and hopefully freedom. As another bullet fired Kaiba stopped and clutched his shoulder. "Kaiba!"
"Dammit, keep running!" He growled and despite the pain, continued on.
Jounouchi nodded and kept up a few steps behind. "Arrgh! Jounouchi!" The guy screamed and followed them out. With his final two bullets, everything went dark… ~
-Three Months Later-
Beep… Beep… Beep… Beep…
"Mnngnn… Wh-?" His eyes attempted to open but there was a light pressure over them that prevented the action. His hands felt like a ton of bricks but he managed to get his right to shakily reach up to his face and he could feel there was indeed something covering his right eye. After a few more tries, his free left eye managed to open to see nothing but white.
"Wh-Where..?" He croaked out and urged himself to sit up. "Aaghh!" He groaned as he immediately felt sick to his stomach and a stab of pain that flamed in his chest area and head. "It… hurts…" He grimaced in a wince but continued to pull himself into a sitting position. It seemed like an eternity but finally after a grueling five minutes he had succeeded. His left eye scanned blaringly over his bandaged body and the cords plugged all around him. There was one on either arm and he managed to find a sink to the right with a mirror reflecting his sordid form. He tilted his head to the side and then stared down at himself once again. "wh… Where…" He clutched his head as he tried to wrack his brain for some clue as to where the heck he was and… And… His open eye widened. "W-Who am I? What am I doing here?"
