Hi, First ygo story so please don't send the evil plot bunnies after me!
Disclaimer: I don't own ygo, never have never will, if I did I wouldn't be corrupting you with this now. ;
Semi established puppyshipping. You no like, you no read.
He couldn't believe the sheer stupidity that had been displayed to him.
After all he had done for Jou, the boy could not understand.
It was really simple, after all, who couldn't understand what he had said?
Kaiba stalked through the grounds of Kaiba manor. It was cold, the near arctic temperatures brought on by deep winter.
Kaiba had been with Jou earlier in the pavilion, (1) they had sat in front of the fire, with hot coco and just enjoyed each others company. Even though he loved his puppy he would not pressure him. The boy had been through enough, after what had happened with his parents and after… well who could blame him for being as he was.
But Kaiba was not patient, not by a long shot.
It had been hours, Jou still lay where Seto had left him, sobbing. After Seto stormed off into the ground Jou had let the tears fall, long hours of body wracking sobs had left Jou incapable of moving, even if he had had the will. It wasn't that he didn't care, he did, a lot. But he just could not do what Seto asked of him.
Seto admired the snow as it streamed down around him. It was cold like him and in large amounts it was deadly.
There was one aspect in which he and snow were different though, the snow was pure, it reflected light, it was more than he could be.
As he had left the pavilion he heard the fire go out, it seemed to be an omen. There would be an end, even if it was an end to his patience.
Sighing he turned and despite the cold, drifted back. The moon had risen up to it's highest point, giving a radiance to the snow which eventually slowed, creating small shining lights around him.
As he approached he waited, lingering on the edge, not quite ready to face Jou.
Jou didn't notice as the shadow blocked the moonlight flitting through the window, nor to be honest would he have cared. But still being self-absorbed Jou didn't see anything, just the floor and his tears staining it.
The next thing he felt was pair of hands gently shake him
"Come on pup, please get up."
Jou tried, he really did, but hours of crying on the floor in the cold had robbed him of the strength to move.
Again Jou tried, he wanted with all his heart to get up and go to the owner of those hands.
It was obvious that the boy could not move and even more apparent he was trying to, Kaiba's heart melted as he knew he had done this. But underneath the surface, deep within his heart something else was stirring, something that even though it is present in everyone not all people act on it.
As this feeling surfaced he roughly shook the boy at his feet. He loved this feeling, having power over someone else; nothing was ever quite like it.
As the hands shook him Jou realised what would come next. His beloved Seto could not help it. He was pathetic, he knew he was, it never had to be said, his family had made it quite clear to him. Even after he had helped his sister, he was shunned.
What was about to happen really would not be that different from what he could expect with his lot in life.
Kaiba felt the thrill coursing through his veins. This would be good…
He pushed Jou to the floor, turning the boy to face him, ever so slowly. He was going to enjoy this.
As Jou was turned Kaiba moved out of his line of sight, Jou knew it was him, but if he didn't see him, he always fooled himself, he could live with Kaiba's form of sympathy.
Jou closed his eyes, he did no more than that, his body had stopped putting up a fight long before.
Kaiba moved to sit across Jou's abdomen (2). He tied a cloth from his pocket across Jou's eyes. That was always what would stop him, the haunted eyes of his love.
Blindfold tied on, Kaiba decided that now he could begin.
He moved to collect some snow from outside,
'Who said winter wasn't fun, I mean look at the fun I can have with snow…'
Returning with a large pile of snow, he contemplated HIS puppy.
'Damn, this is going to melt. What can I use…?'
Eyes lighting on a large flower pot on the window sill, Kaiba strode over and took it down, "perfect…"
Jou mean while was lying where he had been left.
Seto would come back, well not his Seto but one of Them.
Kaiba lingered, watching Jou, just lying there, waiting, not even resisting anymore.
Returning to the blond, he began work.
First he removed the boy's shirt, then he began to trace patterns on the boy's skin, then pulling out a small flick knife, he began to deepen the pattern. Lightly at first, then deeper and with more aggression.
With his typical smirk plastered on his face he reached out and picked out some snow, slowly he lowered it to the cuts, following them with the freezing pureness.
Jou was shuddering, pale due to pain, and now the cold leaching into his blood.
Kaiba continued in this vein for a while, then growing bored, proceeded to punch the boy. Hard.
Jou whimpered, then realising his mistake, quieted quickly. Kaiba decided to see if puppies could be freeze dried.
(1) Anywhere else it would have been a summer house, well a real house to us, but you know Seto, he has MONEY.
(2) Technical talk for waist and above, minds out of the gutters for a while yet.
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And if anyone can quiet the voices in my head I would be grateful O.o