Rea: Hello all, it's me again! This fic was inspired by the group
Silverstein. I'll be adding chapters of the lyrics to each song (the name
of the different chapters* in between the story chapters oki? Enjoy na no
da!
Neth: Oh joy, time for the warnings..
WARNINGS
Shounen-ai (boyxboy blah blah blah don't like it leave)
Dark Themes (blood, violence crap like that)
Possible a Lemon (it's always possibly isn't it)
Language (oh no, I said the fuck word, but frigin' whoop)
Neth: I'm pretty sure that's it...on with the story
When broken is easily Fixed.
Chapter one- smashed into pieces.
Jounouchi's POV
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Why is it when I'm with you, I want to be with someone else? But when I'm with someone else, you're the only person I want to be with.
Sometimes I feel like you could possibly feel the same way, but when your words of hate escape your perfect lips, my whole world falls down around me. You're the only person that can help me put these pieces back together, yet you're the one who smashed my world into pieces in the first place.
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What am I to you? A stupid blonde who fumbles with words whenever I'm around you? A piece of nothing, taking up space in your world? Or am I something else to you? Fuck, why are you so confusing Kaiba?
I lay on my bed, mulling over my jumble of thoughts. Nothing makes sense anymore. Not even school, but did it ever? Well, at least to me.
Did I just call myself stupid? Oh shut up Jounouchi.
Where was I, ah yes, I loose concentration very easily these days. Too many things on my mind right now.
I suppose, if I could just talk to Kaiba, I might be able to stop asking myself questions that I could never answer myself. But talking to Kaiba... it's like talking to a fucking wall, at least they can't walk away, or beat me. But they can fall over and crush you...but so can Kaiba.
Ok, what I need is a plan, think Jounouchi, for once in your life at least try to be smart. Wow, hitting myself on the head is doing NOTHING what so ever to help me here, I might as well stop. Yeah, I'm not gunna do that.
Pacing helps people think, I'll try that.
Getting off my bed is not an easy process, especially when your half asleep and your head hurts from hitting it. It's now or never, using the wall as leverage, I pull my self to my feet, not easily mind you, but I'm up.
Now, where's a good place to tell Kaiba I'm in love with him...should I tell him that? Perhaps I should just be subtle about it. God damn it, pacing is not helping at all, it's just making me dizzy.
I kick a few random articles of clothes around in frustration, that's not helping either.
The bright moonlight silhouettes my room. The night really is pretty, it reminds me of Kaiba's eyes..yummy, Kaiba's eyes.
This plan thing is really not working, perhaps sleep will clear my thoughts. I doubt that, but I'm fucking tired and I think my eyes are starting to crust over.
I gently fall onto my bed, curling my legs up to my chest (hehe, like a fetus) and pulling the sheets over my cold body. Maybe this is what it feels like to snuggle with Seto-kun? Snuggle? If I were in a bed, all scantly clad as I am now, I really doubt all we'd be doing is snuggling.
Shhhh..no sex talk, sleepy time.
Neth: Oh joy, time for the warnings..
WARNINGS
Shounen-ai (boyxboy blah blah blah don't like it leave)
Dark Themes (blood, violence crap like that)
Possible a Lemon (it's always possibly isn't it)
Language (oh no, I said the fuck word, but frigin' whoop)
Neth: I'm pretty sure that's it...on with the story
When broken is easily Fixed.
Chapter one- smashed into pieces.
Jounouchi's POV
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Why is it when I'm with you, I want to be with someone else? But when I'm with someone else, you're the only person I want to be with.
Sometimes I feel like you could possibly feel the same way, but when your words of hate escape your perfect lips, my whole world falls down around me. You're the only person that can help me put these pieces back together, yet you're the one who smashed my world into pieces in the first place.
*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*
What am I to you? A stupid blonde who fumbles with words whenever I'm around you? A piece of nothing, taking up space in your world? Or am I something else to you? Fuck, why are you so confusing Kaiba?
I lay on my bed, mulling over my jumble of thoughts. Nothing makes sense anymore. Not even school, but did it ever? Well, at least to me.
Did I just call myself stupid? Oh shut up Jounouchi.
Where was I, ah yes, I loose concentration very easily these days. Too many things on my mind right now.
I suppose, if I could just talk to Kaiba, I might be able to stop asking myself questions that I could never answer myself. But talking to Kaiba... it's like talking to a fucking wall, at least they can't walk away, or beat me. But they can fall over and crush you...but so can Kaiba.
Ok, what I need is a plan, think Jounouchi, for once in your life at least try to be smart. Wow, hitting myself on the head is doing NOTHING what so ever to help me here, I might as well stop. Yeah, I'm not gunna do that.
Pacing helps people think, I'll try that.
Getting off my bed is not an easy process, especially when your half asleep and your head hurts from hitting it. It's now or never, using the wall as leverage, I pull my self to my feet, not easily mind you, but I'm up.
Now, where's a good place to tell Kaiba I'm in love with him...should I tell him that? Perhaps I should just be subtle about it. God damn it, pacing is not helping at all, it's just making me dizzy.
I kick a few random articles of clothes around in frustration, that's not helping either.
The bright moonlight silhouettes my room. The night really is pretty, it reminds me of Kaiba's eyes..yummy, Kaiba's eyes.
This plan thing is really not working, perhaps sleep will clear my thoughts. I doubt that, but I'm fucking tired and I think my eyes are starting to crust over.
I gently fall onto my bed, curling my legs up to my chest (hehe, like a fetus) and pulling the sheets over my cold body. Maybe this is what it feels like to snuggle with Seto-kun? Snuggle? If I were in a bed, all scantly clad as I am now, I really doubt all we'd be doing is snuggling.
Shhhh..no sex talk, sleepy time.
