The war, my life, my feelings.. Which first?
Why do I love you?
Your my enemy.
I hate everything about you... so how can I love you?
Seto POV
A young boy. Shot. Instead of turning to defend him, like I did with the blonde, I let him get shot.
I felt eyes glaring at me. Burning a hole in the back of my skull. It was the fire from the blonde's eyes. The one that was determined to burn forever.
When I got to the barracks where the group I was leading was to be kept, I turned. There was that fire from his eyes. Burning passionately, and projecting hate for who I was... for who I was involved with. For what I was doing and what I did before I arrived here.
Just then, I started to feel it. A spark. A little fire, blossoming in my chest. At first, I was surprised, and then confused. This feeling was warm, and I didn't know what it was. When I met the gaze of the blonde, was it the fire and passion in his eyes that had sparked the little fire?
Or was it... something more?
Mental slap in the face and kick in the pants.
He was an army officer, and not just any army officer. a NAZI army officer. And he was starting to have... feelings... for this jewish boy.
He could not believe it. But he was not about about to let his emotions get a hold of him and determine his actions. He repressed the feelings, extinguished the fire. He had no feelings for this boy. He did not care wether he lived or died. He was a nazi.
N-A-Z-I. Nazi. He was responsible for the total annihilation of this boy's people.
His heart froze over once more. He opened the door to the barrack.
"Alright, into the barrack, jews.", he said, his voice as cold and full of authority as he could muster while recovering from the slight shock of what he had just felt.
And so the jews filed in the barrack. The blonde walked past, the fire and passion and hate for him and his fellow nazi's still burning in his honey brown eyes. But as he passed, the blonde looked up at him, and for a moment, a brief moment in time, that look of hate disappeared, and was replaced by warmth.
And then it was gone, as quickly as it had come, with the look of hate took it's place in his eyes once more. And the boy turned his back to him, and walked into the barracks.
Jou POV
I walked right past the blue eyed guard, the one that I had glared at earlier, the one that I realized that I had feelings for.
I let the look of hate slip off of my face for a brief moment before letting the hate take it's place again. And I walked into the barracks. It was cold, and had an empty feeling to it. Even though there were people there. He was ordered to pick a bunk, along with the others, and that was where he would be until this war was over or he went to the gas chambers.
'Well...', he thought,'I'm gonna make the most of it. It's better than being a stiff.'.
He was next to a small boy in a bunk. He slept closest to the cold wall, so as to keep everyone else in his bunk just a little warmer.
Earlier, he saw all the women go to another part of the camp. Him and the other men had been ordered to strip, and then were sprayed with some nasty disinfectant shit. They had received clothes after they were sprayed and showered. They had to get their teeth checked then. Not for cavities, but for gold or silver fillings. Jou had two, but they weren't removed. He wondered why.
xXxXxXxThe next dayxXxXxXx
Jou and the others in his bunk had a rude awakening the next morning. Guards yelling, coming in and hitting people indiscriminately. When the boy next to Jou got hit, he started to get furious. He pulled the boy closer to him and tried to comfort him, but the boy was pulled away and he was hit hard over the head for his trouble. The boy tried to apologize, but was yanked away by the guards to stand in a line. Today they were to go to their jobs. Jou was making bricks. At least he wasn't working in the crematorium. He tried to wipe the image from his mind. Him and the others had been marched over near the fires, and told that they were going to die there. He watched small children being thrown into the fires, but he shut his eyes tight and tried to shut it all out, but to no avail.. Him and the others had been marched to the edge of the burning trench, and then had been ordered to go to the left. He was slightly surprised, but he was more scared and hateful than anything. Scared, because he didn't know if he was going to die or what was going to happen to him and the others. Hateful because these nazi's tried to psych him out as much as possible and burn images into his mind that they knew that no one in the group would be able to forget. They KNEW that no body would be able to forget. They KNEW that nob body, including themselves would be able to forget. They knew, and they enjoyed it. They enjoyed torturing them. All of the jews walking by, thinking that this was the end of the line for them. They knew, and they enjoyed torturing them and themselves.
As Jou walked to the dentists, he saw the guard with the ice blue eyes. He stared, and for a moment the guard ignored him. A moment.
But then, he looked over. Ice-blue meeting honey-brown. And something connected for just a moment. A moment. And then that connection was gone, only to be replaced by the usual cold glare. Jou was called into the dentist's office.
If you thought dentists were scary, you had NO idea. In the history of scary dentists, this one took the cake as the scariest.
"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!" ((Emote time!!! sorry...))
Jou yelled. The doctor hadn't bothered with any medicine. He just ripped the filling out. Jou almost punched him.
He was stopped at the last minute. The blue-eyed guard had grabbed his arm at the last minute, and pointed the gun at the back of his head.
"Stop it, jew. You want to get shot?"
Jou's heart melted again. Probably more than last time. If that was possible. Even though the guard grabbed his arm to stop him from hitting the evil dentist ((That is his name from now on!!! x )), he didn't care. The guard's touch was beyond wonderful. Jou's eyes betrayed a little bit of emotion. A little bit of his love for the guard. He corrected it almost as quickly as it had come, but the guard had noticed.
'Great...', he thought,'Just great, If he caught that, he'll kill me!!'
Jou braced himself, waiting for his brains to be blown out. But it didn't come.
He looked up, and the guard was there, still holding his arm, but the gun was back in it's place.
Seto POV
The boy was standing outside of the dentist, looking slightly nervous. But he had that fire just below the surface. Still burning. ((Whenever i type that sentence, i think of the song 'we didn't start the fire!' hehahahahaha!))
A little while later, he heard a scream.
"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!"
He went inside, trying to see what was happening. He saw the blonde trying to punch the 'dentist'.
He grabbed his arm, and pointed his gun at the blonde's head.
"Stop it jew. You wanna get shot?"
The blonde paused for a moment. The blonde looked at him, his eyes showing a little bit of emotion. That emotion was... love!?
What?
LOVE!?
Seto quickly dispelled the image and the emotion.. He had seen crying children thrown into fires. He had shot people. He had blown up multiple buildings, regardless of who was in them. And yet...
This boy's eyes... that look they had in them had started to melt the ice covering his heart. And this time, it didn't freeze back over.
A little while later, he was making sure that all the jews were in their barracks.
He saw the blonde looking around.
"What are you doing, mutt?"
The blonde looked around, and then a look of fear filled his eyes, but the fire was still there, still burning behind the smoke screen of fear.
"Um..."
"Answer me, MUTT!", Seto said, spitting out the last word with contempt.
"Well... I was looking for the bathroom... I kinda need to... um, y'know..."
Seto rolled his eyes. This boy had a horrible sense of direction.
"Listen, mutt. I don't care wether you need to use the bathroom or not. your not allowed out of your bunk after curfew. So go back to your bunk and hold it in."
"But... I honestly need to go... like... really bad..."
"..."
"C'mon, pleeeeeaaaase????"
The blonde pouted, and was blushing a little... that and... puppy dog eyes?
Man, this jew never gave up.
Just then Seto's frozen over heart melted just a little more.
"Look, mutt--"
He was cut off.
"So your gonna let me use the bathroom? THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!"
Seto gave the mutt an exasperated look.
"The bathroom is in the back of the barrack. You have two minutes, mutt. Understand?"
"My names not mutt, it's Katsuya Jonouchi. And THANK YOU!!!!!"
The blonde ran over to his barrack, and Seto walked off to finish his rounds.
'Heh... that jew... puppy dog eyes? Too cute.'
Mental slap. Mental kick in the pants and his groin... and he mentally tried to shoot himself. It didn't work all to well.
How could he think this stuff?
How?
He was a nazi. He wasn't gay.
True, he hadn't felt any real attraction to women. When he was younger, he had gone out with many different girls.
But there was no real spark in those relationships. Ever.
So... was he... gay!?
It couldn't be right. He just hadn't met the right woman yet.
'Haven't met the right woman yet? Come on, man. Your 23, and you haven't fallen in love with anyone, and you haven't gotten married.'
'Shut up. There are people older than me that haven't gotten married yet. It doesn't mean that I'm... gay.'
'Stop denying your feelings for once. You have never felt any attraction to women. And the first time you saw this boy, you know that you started to fall for him. Don't deny your feelings this time around.'
"SHUT THE HELL UP!"
No answer, but he did get a rather weird look from the other guards and some of the jews.
Seto could only stare, wit ha rather surprised look on his face.