Hello and Welcome, to the first chapter of my new story Those Cold, Loving Eyes. It will be mostly in third person, coming from an all seeing source of magic and wonder. This story has a lot of ties to the mystic land of Faeries, and what sort of hold they can put on humans.

Disclaimer: I get most of my inspiration from the Holly Black fae series, and the Great Encyclopedia of Faeries by Pierre Dubois. I don't claim to own either of those, nor do I claim to own the Yu-Gi-Oh series, it's characters, or plot line. I do, however, take a small claim to the plot of this story, and that's it.

Please enjoy!!

Chapter One- What a Tangled Mess she Leaves:

There was always something enchanting lurching behind those cobalt eyes, something not human… and I wanted to find out what it was. I wanted…no, I needed to figure out what gave him the power to make me not only shake down to my soul with fear, but posses me to want to rip my own foolish heart out of my chest. I admit that I love him, but now I wonder, is it really love, or are his sick and twisted eyes forcing me into his cold and unwelcoming embrace…

Little did Jou know, that behind his wandering imagination, he had spoken the truth about Seto Kaiba. Indeed, he was not human, but then, what was he? What manor of unearthly being could he be, that would cause our lovesick pup to fall for the one he was suppose to hate? The answer, my dear readers, will become clear as time unfurls. Let us go now, to a warm and sunny spring morning in Domino City, Japan. Here, you will see the effect Seto has over Jou, and the problems it causes…

The park was nothing special. Indeed, there were plenty more grand and beautiful then this one. But to Jou, it was like walking into another world, a world that took away all his fears and worries and turned them into the pink petals that were scattered across the pathways. He could walk here and let his mind wander, thinking of whatever came to mind. Today, however, it seemed that one subject would not leave the front of his mind. That thing-or rather, person- was Seto Kaiba. Not only his arch rival, but the same person that deep down, held a heart of gold behind iron bars.

Jou's heart began to flutter, his face turning the same pink as the falling petals all around him. He thought of his voice, the deep tenor and bass notes that hit his ears in melodic patterns. He envisioned those cobalt eyes, which stared at him with such anger and hostility, yet masked a deeper feeling, one that he couldn't describe. Then came the hands, they were soft to the touch, but gripped him with such force that they often left nasty bruises. Jou thought of his body, the lean and toned muscles that rippled underneath the pale, milky skin. The way that he stood, and the way that he walked, to Jou he was the earthly embodiment of a God.

He shook his head vigorously, trying to chase away these thoughts of lust and desire. Get a hold of yourself Katsuya! He's your enemy, not something you can oogle over in your sick and twisted thoughts! Besides, you're dating Mai, the best looking girl this side of New York. He told himself while fighting to keep down the blush. You have NO feelings for that ignorant, self-centered, arrogant…beautiful jerk named Seto- fucking-Kaiba!

He puffed out his chest, and marched out of the park, determined not to be late for the lunch date he had with Mai. This was the last time he was going to see her for a month, and he wanted to propose to her before she left.

As he entered the small restaurant, he was hit by an overwhelming smell of fresh bread, herbs, an as sundry of meats, and the lingering smell of coffee. He smiled, and looked around for his girlfriend. He spotted her in a corner booth, sipping coffee and reading a tabloid magazine. She didn't look up when he kissed her just below the hairline on her forehead, or when he slid into the seat across from her. Mai wasn't ever rude to anyone, unless she was being paid to act like it. Jou took her free hand.

"Hiya babe, what are you reading?" She flicked her violet eyes up to him, and back down.

"Someone posted things about how famous I'm getting, and that I should be the next Marilyn Monroe before the year is out." Her voice took on a haughty tone, worse then her normal 'I'm prettier then thou' voice she had all the time. "I personally think I surpassed the fat cow many years ago. I would never degrade myself by standing over a grate and flashing the general population!"

Jou gave her a small, closed mouthed smile. At times, she seemed almost as self-centered as Kaiba, but never went as far as to put Jou down. He felt the pocket of his jeans with his free hand. Inside, was a little black box, and inside that, was a diamond ring. It has cost him a 3 whole paychecks, a month living off scraps of food, and lots of odd jobs to pay for it, and it's all going to be worth it when she says yes. He smiled a little wider.

"Say, Mai?" She 'hmmed' questioningly. "I've got something to ask you, something really important." She looked up quickly, and folded her magazine.

"Oh that reminds me, I've got something to tell you too." Jou smiled.

"You first babe." She took both of his hands in hers, and smiled her movie star smile. "I think we need to take…a break from being in a relationship. It has nothing to do with you, I just think that while I'm in New York, we shouldn't be confined to each other's hearts." She reached out to stroke his confused face. "Just think of it as a vacation form being together, okay?" She got her purse, slid out of her seat, and left.

Jou sat in a daze. He couldn't believe what had just happened. After all the work he had done, all the bruises, all the blood he shed, every tear that had threatened to spill out of his eyes, she just up and left him. Tears pricked the corners of his eyes, and he fought back the urge to let them fall. He slowly crawled out of the booth, stood up, and walked straight into the chest of another person. He hung his head.

"Sorry, my bad." He turned to walk around them, when a hand gripped his bare upper arm. His eyes went wide, Oh gods no. Please not now… and he looked up at the face that he already knew held those enchanting dark blue oarbs.

"Not so fast, puppy…."

And so, I leave you to ponder what shall happen to our newly heartbroken Jou. Will he tell Seto of his love, or run away? Or perhaps, do neither. Reviews are always welcome, and so are flames. Why, you ask? Because I've got a lot of pent up anger that I would love to send your way.