Chapter: 6
So Soft
Yami frowned, stretching a hand outward towards Kaiba. "Kaiba, are you-"
"I'm FINE! Get AWAY from me!" Kaiba screamed, swatting an arm over at Yami. Kaiba's back continued to shake, and Yami could *definitely* hear the faint sobs that were coming from Kaiba, although it was obvious that he was trying to muffle them for his pride's sake.
"Kaiba.... are you sure you're aright?"
"Just... go away. Leave me alone." Kaiba mumbled softly, clutching his arms with his hands.
"But Kaiba, if there's anyway I can help, I want to." Yami said softly, soothingly, using his outstretched hand to touch Kaiba's shoulder.
Kaiba immediately jerked away, jumping off of the table and covering his red, swollen face with his sleeve. He still faced the bookshelves, but he didn't want to give Yami any chance to see his soft side - even though he already had. Even so, he didn't want to reveal how broken he really was by showing his face. He cursed Yami, and he hated him now. Yami broke him be telling him that there was no feeling behind the kiss, no emotions, that it was all part of a stupid game. That he didn't feel compelled to kiss Kaiba at all without the game as a clever mask. And Kaiba felt used. He felt as if his emotions were nothing more than a play thing.
"Get away from me Yami." Kaiba said coldly, shaking and his knees buckling as he strained to hold himself up, trying not to fall in front of his enemy.
'But Kaiba, if it's something that I -"
"GO!!" Kaiba screamed, no longer being able to hold himself up and falling to knees. He gave way, the barrier broke, and tears streamed down his face like a waterfall. His cries were strong, his breath raspy, and his hands were held to his face, wet and sticky with tears.
Yami got the point, and turned on his heel and left, going back to the Children's section.
*****
Yami couldn't sleep. He lay back on the oval table with his arms behind his head, listening to the sobs that he was able to make out from Kaiba. Kaiba was still in the other part of the library, who knows where he wandered from before. It was after 10:00, and Kaiba hadn't ceased his tears since their encounter before. Yami had absolutely no idea why he was acting like this, he didn't know if it was *him* who made Kaiba upset, but every chance Yami got Kaiba told him to go away. What was e supposed to do? Sit back and listen? He could be like that for a while, if he was that upset.
'This isn't like Kaiba. He's changed, somehow.' Yami thought to himself, thinking about what it could be.
*****
Yami looked at his watch. It was past 11:00 and he could still hear Kaiba. "I can't take it anymore." He whispered to himself, getting up from the table. If he heard any more of Kaiba's crying, he was going to explode from frustration.
Yami had found the light switch before, and he turned the lights on only dimly, as not to startle Kaiba. He crossed in front of the front desk and spotted Seto, sitting where he had been before, on top of the table. Yami walked up to him and tapped him on the shoulder, causing Kaiba to turn his head.
A frown creased Yami's mouth that second when he saw Kaiba's face, red and puffy, his eyes bloodshot. He looked down at Kaiba's hands and saw that they were soaked, which wasn't good.
"Kaiba, I'm trying to get some sleep." Yami said, trying not to sound like he was giving another attempt to help, even though he really was.
Kaiba made no response and just continued to shed tears, his shoulders moving and his body shaking.
"Kaiba, I can't sleep with you making all of this noise!" Yami said, putting a hand on his shoulder to turn him around. But to his surprise, Kaiba turned around voluntarily.
Kaiba's eyes were wide, and he took Yami by his collar and slammed him down onto the table. Kaiba leaned in close to Yami with his hand still gripping his collar, gritting his teeth. "Why can't you just leave me alone?! Is that so much to ask! Or what, since you won that stupid game you're never going to leave me alone now? Is that it?! Or is it you want to make me feel more pain?!" Kaiba's eyes welled up with more tears.
Yami was dumbstruck. "Pain? What...?"
A tear from Kaiba's eye fell upon Yami's face. The small droplet stayed on his high cheekbone, with Yami making no move to get rid of it, his hands currently occupied by gripping the table, afraid Kaiba was going to kill him.
Kaiba took his right hand, which was free, and brought it up to Yami's face. He cupped the side of Yami's face, and gently, used his thumb to wipe the stray tear away.
And his hand stayed there, on the left side of Yami's face, with Yami wide- eyed and staring back up at Kaiba, whose face was but only inches from his, Kaiba's hand still clasped tightly to his shirt, although his hand was shaking. Kaiba used his thumb to caress the high, defined cheek of his captor, feeling the warmth and smoothness of the skin there. So soft.
And Kaiba got on top of Yami, regaining his composure. "I want you to leave me alone, and I don't care if you won that game. You hurt me Yami, it was you, and I never want to see your face again." 'Yes I do.' "I want you to die." 'No, I don't. Don't leave!'
Yami shifted uncomfortably. He could feel Kaiba trembling on top of him, their bodies pressed almost flush if Kaiba hadn't been on his knees. But still Yami could feel Kaiba shaking violently, and his breaths were loud and deep.
"Seto..."
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Mountain Blue: Okay, *squirms* it was uber-hard to write this chapter. I knew what I was going to write, just getting there was the hard part. Anyway, I hope you guys are enjoying my fic so far, and I hope you enjoyed the little kiss they shared as much as I enjoyed writing it. ^_~ But anyway, it took me a while to write this chapter, and I hope you enjoyed it. o_o *looks over chapter 7* But I think you'll like the next one even more! :D Ja everyone! And remember - reviews are good! (And yeah, I know the chapter title is lame. So sue me, I was out of ideas! _x)
So Soft
Yami frowned, stretching a hand outward towards Kaiba. "Kaiba, are you-"
"I'm FINE! Get AWAY from me!" Kaiba screamed, swatting an arm over at Yami. Kaiba's back continued to shake, and Yami could *definitely* hear the faint sobs that were coming from Kaiba, although it was obvious that he was trying to muffle them for his pride's sake.
"Kaiba.... are you sure you're aright?"
"Just... go away. Leave me alone." Kaiba mumbled softly, clutching his arms with his hands.
"But Kaiba, if there's anyway I can help, I want to." Yami said softly, soothingly, using his outstretched hand to touch Kaiba's shoulder.
Kaiba immediately jerked away, jumping off of the table and covering his red, swollen face with his sleeve. He still faced the bookshelves, but he didn't want to give Yami any chance to see his soft side - even though he already had. Even so, he didn't want to reveal how broken he really was by showing his face. He cursed Yami, and he hated him now. Yami broke him be telling him that there was no feeling behind the kiss, no emotions, that it was all part of a stupid game. That he didn't feel compelled to kiss Kaiba at all without the game as a clever mask. And Kaiba felt used. He felt as if his emotions were nothing more than a play thing.
"Get away from me Yami." Kaiba said coldly, shaking and his knees buckling as he strained to hold himself up, trying not to fall in front of his enemy.
'But Kaiba, if it's something that I -"
"GO!!" Kaiba screamed, no longer being able to hold himself up and falling to knees. He gave way, the barrier broke, and tears streamed down his face like a waterfall. His cries were strong, his breath raspy, and his hands were held to his face, wet and sticky with tears.
Yami got the point, and turned on his heel and left, going back to the Children's section.
*****
Yami couldn't sleep. He lay back on the oval table with his arms behind his head, listening to the sobs that he was able to make out from Kaiba. Kaiba was still in the other part of the library, who knows where he wandered from before. It was after 10:00, and Kaiba hadn't ceased his tears since their encounter before. Yami had absolutely no idea why he was acting like this, he didn't know if it was *him* who made Kaiba upset, but every chance Yami got Kaiba told him to go away. What was e supposed to do? Sit back and listen? He could be like that for a while, if he was that upset.
'This isn't like Kaiba. He's changed, somehow.' Yami thought to himself, thinking about what it could be.
*****
Yami looked at his watch. It was past 11:00 and he could still hear Kaiba. "I can't take it anymore." He whispered to himself, getting up from the table. If he heard any more of Kaiba's crying, he was going to explode from frustration.
Yami had found the light switch before, and he turned the lights on only dimly, as not to startle Kaiba. He crossed in front of the front desk and spotted Seto, sitting where he had been before, on top of the table. Yami walked up to him and tapped him on the shoulder, causing Kaiba to turn his head.
A frown creased Yami's mouth that second when he saw Kaiba's face, red and puffy, his eyes bloodshot. He looked down at Kaiba's hands and saw that they were soaked, which wasn't good.
"Kaiba, I'm trying to get some sleep." Yami said, trying not to sound like he was giving another attempt to help, even though he really was.
Kaiba made no response and just continued to shed tears, his shoulders moving and his body shaking.
"Kaiba, I can't sleep with you making all of this noise!" Yami said, putting a hand on his shoulder to turn him around. But to his surprise, Kaiba turned around voluntarily.
Kaiba's eyes were wide, and he took Yami by his collar and slammed him down onto the table. Kaiba leaned in close to Yami with his hand still gripping his collar, gritting his teeth. "Why can't you just leave me alone?! Is that so much to ask! Or what, since you won that stupid game you're never going to leave me alone now? Is that it?! Or is it you want to make me feel more pain?!" Kaiba's eyes welled up with more tears.
Yami was dumbstruck. "Pain? What...?"
A tear from Kaiba's eye fell upon Yami's face. The small droplet stayed on his high cheekbone, with Yami making no move to get rid of it, his hands currently occupied by gripping the table, afraid Kaiba was going to kill him.
Kaiba took his right hand, which was free, and brought it up to Yami's face. He cupped the side of Yami's face, and gently, used his thumb to wipe the stray tear away.
And his hand stayed there, on the left side of Yami's face, with Yami wide- eyed and staring back up at Kaiba, whose face was but only inches from his, Kaiba's hand still clasped tightly to his shirt, although his hand was shaking. Kaiba used his thumb to caress the high, defined cheek of his captor, feeling the warmth and smoothness of the skin there. So soft.
And Kaiba got on top of Yami, regaining his composure. "I want you to leave me alone, and I don't care if you won that game. You hurt me Yami, it was you, and I never want to see your face again." 'Yes I do.' "I want you to die." 'No, I don't. Don't leave!'
Yami shifted uncomfortably. He could feel Kaiba trembling on top of him, their bodies pressed almost flush if Kaiba hadn't been on his knees. But still Yami could feel Kaiba shaking violently, and his breaths were loud and deep.
"Seto..."
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Mountain Blue: Okay, *squirms* it was uber-hard to write this chapter. I knew what I was going to write, just getting there was the hard part. Anyway, I hope you guys are enjoying my fic so far, and I hope you enjoyed the little kiss they shared as much as I enjoyed writing it. ^_~ But anyway, it took me a while to write this chapter, and I hope you enjoyed it. o_o *looks over chapter 7* But I think you'll like the next one even more! :D Ja everyone! And remember - reviews are good! (And yeah, I know the chapter title is lame. So sue me, I was out of ideas! _x)