Disclaimer: I will take this oppertunity to express that Disclaimers are totally pointless and are down there with mosquitoes and nuclear bombs. I DO NOT OWN YU-GI-OH! and if you think so you must be incredably stupid. Now after that little outburst, the fic...
A/N: This is not Seto/Yami, they are just friends. For now... ^_^ Joking, this probably won't end up as a S/Y fic, although we do need more on ff.net...
Chapter two: Of Tents and Trees
"I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves, everybodys nerves, everybodys nerves! I know- Hey, Kaiba! Sing along!" Joey had been singing the blasted song for over an hour now.
"If you don't shut the fuck up I will killyouwith my bare hands" Seto sang. That shut Joey up.
Yami glared at the two of them and the both shut up. Yami had an air of authority about him, and Seto definatly didn't want to mess with him.
"Why the hell did you have to bring the puppy?" Seto whined.
Yugi smiled, "He's my friend, and anyways, you didn't have to come along."
Seto glared at Yugi and said, "I didn't want to leave my brother alone with you freaks."
"Finally, we're here!" Yugi chirped, ignoring Seto's glare.
They spent the next hour atempting to put up the tents, every so often a string of colorful swears coming from Seto. After a few particular ones, Mokuba had whispered, "I didn't know you could do that with a tent pole." with a truly confused look on his face. Yami stifled a laugh, as he moved to free Seto from one of the tents that Joey had collapsed on him.
After about ten tent collapses, the team finally got the tents up. One for Joey, Triston, and Yugi. One for Mokuba, Seto, and Yami. Yami had absolutly refused to sleep in the same tent as Joey after the little incident with the lighter fluid so he had switched places with Yugi.
That night the gang set up a campfire, and by gang meaning Yami and Seto. Everone roasted marshmellows and made S'mores, except for Yami and Seto, who refused to touch the sticky white mess.
"I could get it in my hair," Seto had said.
This had caused a facefault by everyone, including Yami, who was just as vain, if not more than, Seto. And after some honestly scary ghost stories by Yami, everyone went to bed, Joey and Triston still shaking.
Seto went to sleep in his blue sleeping bag, next to Mokuba. He looked at Yami, who was on the other side of him. His sleeping bag was purple-the color of royalty-and Seto laughed to himself seeing this. 'Now who's the vein one?'
The last thing on Seto's mind was the recurring dreams he'd been having.
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There was a man, althogh he wasn't visable. He was hidden in the shadows, and the boy couldn't see his face.
"You can't hurt me."
"Of course I can, if only you knew what I can do, you would be at my feet begging for mercy."
"Never" The boy spat towards the general direction of the man. He grabbed a small pocket knife and slashed the boy's shoulder. The boy looked at him with disgust and kneed him in the groin. He yanked the knife out of the man's hand and threw it into the forest, where he knew it wouldn't be found. He punched the man in the face, hard, and he heard a sickening crack. He hit him again and again and the blood got all over the both of them. The man regained his position over the boy and grabbed his wrist.
"Go ahead run, you can try to get away. But you won't. You'll never get to the end of the forest alive. We will catch you."
"I can try can't I?"
Seto woke up screaming. He quickly noticed he was doing so and stopped, and although he hadn't woken Mokuba, Yami was fully so.
"Kaiba! What happened?" Yami whispered.
Knowing the pharoh wasn't going to get off his back until he told about his dreams, Seto whispered, "ouside."
They walked out the tent and strolled to a secluded spot nearby.
"Kaiba! You're bleeding! Let me get the first aid kit and dress your cuts. I'm an expert in this field."
"No!" Seto hissed and grabbed his arm, it stung badly. "Fine, don't wake anyone though."
Yami ran to get the first aid kit and dressed the cut with expertise.
"Alright, I know you weren't out wandering, and you don't have a blade with you. How, in the name of the gods, did you get yourself covered in dirt and blood?"
Seto sighed, knowing there wasn't anyway out but to tell of what was happening. He told about the dreams, about the last couple, how he had waken up like this a few times before. How he was scared and didn't want this to be happening to him, of all people. Seto rambled on and on about what he had been feeling over the past few weeks, and then after explaining nearly everything, with Yami by his side, listening helpfully, rubbing his back, and muttering that it's alright, Seto finally, after keeping it all locked up for so long, buried his head into Yami's lap and started crying. Seto was sobbing, he cried on, Yami still rubbing his back helpfully, until he couldn't cry any longer and wiped his face and sniffed. Seto did something very rare then, and he smiled. Then he did something ever rarer and he gave Yami a hug. It was rather akward at first, but then Yami hugged back and Seto whispered in his ear, "Thanks." Yami smiled back. "Anytime, Kaiba."
Seto cringed at the use of his last name, and said, "Call me Seto, please."
"Alright, Seto" Yami grinned, happy that he had succeded in breaking through the cold, hard shell that was Seto Kaiba.
Seto winced, as if debating something with himself. He looked up at Yami and said, "I have something to show you, I think you might be able to help me figure it out."
Yami looked at him confusedly, and watched as Seto spread his legs apart. Seto started to lift one of the legs of his boxer shorts, when Yami exclaimed, "Wait! I was only helping you as a friend!" Seto rolled his eyes and continued to slide the silk material up his thigh. Yami shivered, and just now noticed that they were both only in boxer shorts; Seto's with Blue-Eyes White Dragons covering them, and Yami's wth little Dark Magicians. Yami stifled a laugh, and looked up at Seto, who had the left leg of his shorts rolled up, careful not to reveal anything.
"It's Dokuroyaiba!" Yami exclaimed, "How did you get that?"
"I woke up with it a couple of nights ago. I don't know how it happened."
"The Dokuroyaiba was a marking that a group of evil sorcerers wore in Ancient Egypt. They were continuously plotting my downfall, and even almost succeded a few times. But you-" Yami paused as if trying to remember something, "-You were my high priest..."
"I was a high priest!"
"Yes... and you had the millenium Rod... the one that Malik posseses now..."
"That son of a bitch stole a millenium item from me!"
"There's not much you can do about that now... What I want to know though, is how my high priest was brandished with Dokuroyaiba."
"We'll leave that for tomorrow. But do you promise you won't tell?"
"You have my word."
Seto smiled and gave Yami another akward hug. "Thanks, Yami. You've really helped."
Yami stood up from the grass and brushed himself off. There was a wet spot on his shorts where Seto had been crying. Seto gave a sheepish laugh and apologized.
"Don't." Yami said, "It was good that you finally got that out."
And they walked back to the tents together. Greatful to get some sleep.
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Yay! Chapter two's done. Hope ya liked it! Au revoir.
A/N: This is not Seto/Yami, they are just friends. For now... ^_^ Joking, this probably won't end up as a S/Y fic, although we do need more on ff.net...
Chapter two: Of Tents and Trees
"I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves, everybodys nerves, everybodys nerves! I know- Hey, Kaiba! Sing along!" Joey had been singing the blasted song for over an hour now.
"If you don't shut the fuck up I will killyouwith my bare hands" Seto sang. That shut Joey up.
Yami glared at the two of them and the both shut up. Yami had an air of authority about him, and Seto definatly didn't want to mess with him.
"Why the hell did you have to bring the puppy?" Seto whined.
Yugi smiled, "He's my friend, and anyways, you didn't have to come along."
Seto glared at Yugi and said, "I didn't want to leave my brother alone with you freaks."
"Finally, we're here!" Yugi chirped, ignoring Seto's glare.
They spent the next hour atempting to put up the tents, every so often a string of colorful swears coming from Seto. After a few particular ones, Mokuba had whispered, "I didn't know you could do that with a tent pole." with a truly confused look on his face. Yami stifled a laugh, as he moved to free Seto from one of the tents that Joey had collapsed on him.
After about ten tent collapses, the team finally got the tents up. One for Joey, Triston, and Yugi. One for Mokuba, Seto, and Yami. Yami had absolutly refused to sleep in the same tent as Joey after the little incident with the lighter fluid so he had switched places with Yugi.
That night the gang set up a campfire, and by gang meaning Yami and Seto. Everone roasted marshmellows and made S'mores, except for Yami and Seto, who refused to touch the sticky white mess.
"I could get it in my hair," Seto had said.
This had caused a facefault by everyone, including Yami, who was just as vain, if not more than, Seto. And after some honestly scary ghost stories by Yami, everyone went to bed, Joey and Triston still shaking.
Seto went to sleep in his blue sleeping bag, next to Mokuba. He looked at Yami, who was on the other side of him. His sleeping bag was purple-the color of royalty-and Seto laughed to himself seeing this. 'Now who's the vein one?'
The last thing on Seto's mind was the recurring dreams he'd been having.
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There was a man, althogh he wasn't visable. He was hidden in the shadows, and the boy couldn't see his face.
"You can't hurt me."
"Of course I can, if only you knew what I can do, you would be at my feet begging for mercy."
"Never" The boy spat towards the general direction of the man. He grabbed a small pocket knife and slashed the boy's shoulder. The boy looked at him with disgust and kneed him in the groin. He yanked the knife out of the man's hand and threw it into the forest, where he knew it wouldn't be found. He punched the man in the face, hard, and he heard a sickening crack. He hit him again and again and the blood got all over the both of them. The man regained his position over the boy and grabbed his wrist.
"Go ahead run, you can try to get away. But you won't. You'll never get to the end of the forest alive. We will catch you."
"I can try can't I?"
Seto woke up screaming. He quickly noticed he was doing so and stopped, and although he hadn't woken Mokuba, Yami was fully so.
"Kaiba! What happened?" Yami whispered.
Knowing the pharoh wasn't going to get off his back until he told about his dreams, Seto whispered, "ouside."
They walked out the tent and strolled to a secluded spot nearby.
"Kaiba! You're bleeding! Let me get the first aid kit and dress your cuts. I'm an expert in this field."
"No!" Seto hissed and grabbed his arm, it stung badly. "Fine, don't wake anyone though."
Yami ran to get the first aid kit and dressed the cut with expertise.
"Alright, I know you weren't out wandering, and you don't have a blade with you. How, in the name of the gods, did you get yourself covered in dirt and blood?"
Seto sighed, knowing there wasn't anyway out but to tell of what was happening. He told about the dreams, about the last couple, how he had waken up like this a few times before. How he was scared and didn't want this to be happening to him, of all people. Seto rambled on and on about what he had been feeling over the past few weeks, and then after explaining nearly everything, with Yami by his side, listening helpfully, rubbing his back, and muttering that it's alright, Seto finally, after keeping it all locked up for so long, buried his head into Yami's lap and started crying. Seto was sobbing, he cried on, Yami still rubbing his back helpfully, until he couldn't cry any longer and wiped his face and sniffed. Seto did something very rare then, and he smiled. Then he did something ever rarer and he gave Yami a hug. It was rather akward at first, but then Yami hugged back and Seto whispered in his ear, "Thanks." Yami smiled back. "Anytime, Kaiba."
Seto cringed at the use of his last name, and said, "Call me Seto, please."
"Alright, Seto" Yami grinned, happy that he had succeded in breaking through the cold, hard shell that was Seto Kaiba.
Seto winced, as if debating something with himself. He looked up at Yami and said, "I have something to show you, I think you might be able to help me figure it out."
Yami looked at him confusedly, and watched as Seto spread his legs apart. Seto started to lift one of the legs of his boxer shorts, when Yami exclaimed, "Wait! I was only helping you as a friend!" Seto rolled his eyes and continued to slide the silk material up his thigh. Yami shivered, and just now noticed that they were both only in boxer shorts; Seto's with Blue-Eyes White Dragons covering them, and Yami's wth little Dark Magicians. Yami stifled a laugh, and looked up at Seto, who had the left leg of his shorts rolled up, careful not to reveal anything.
"It's Dokuroyaiba!" Yami exclaimed, "How did you get that?"
"I woke up with it a couple of nights ago. I don't know how it happened."
"The Dokuroyaiba was a marking that a group of evil sorcerers wore in Ancient Egypt. They were continuously plotting my downfall, and even almost succeded a few times. But you-" Yami paused as if trying to remember something, "-You were my high priest..."
"I was a high priest!"
"Yes... and you had the millenium Rod... the one that Malik posseses now..."
"That son of a bitch stole a millenium item from me!"
"There's not much you can do about that now... What I want to know though, is how my high priest was brandished with Dokuroyaiba."
"We'll leave that for tomorrow. But do you promise you won't tell?"
"You have my word."
Seto smiled and gave Yami another akward hug. "Thanks, Yami. You've really helped."
Yami stood up from the grass and brushed himself off. There was a wet spot on his shorts where Seto had been crying. Seto gave a sheepish laugh and apologized.
"Don't." Yami said, "It was good that you finally got that out."
And they walked back to the tents together. Greatful to get some sleep.
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Yay! Chapter two's done. Hope ya liked it! Au revoir.