Oi Minna!!! I am so sorry that I haven't updated lately, but my computer crashed. ARGH! Stupid virus... I lost all my files. Videos, mp3s,
pictures and my info tech project I have been working on for 3 weeks! The project is due this week so ARGH!!! *bashes computer*
we have no windows at the moment and two I don't' have my internet connection I'm writing this on the school computers during
lunch hour and info tech... Oh and before I forget if you, the reader, just happens to be named "daisy" who's been talking about
anime club and system of a down... can i pls have your e-mail address; I would really like to talk to you. Oh and say hi to Yami-kun for me.
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Jou took just a few steps before his knees gave in, he grabbed Kaiba around the neck to support himself, his feet were cut from the
shattered glass on the floor. Quickly, Kaiba grabbed him around the waist. He could tell the boy was extremely weak and judging by the
bloody foot prints his feet were slashed open; the gash on his head was fairly deep and probably needed a few stitches. Jou's eyes were
dull and almost looked at if they lost their warmth, for he was loosing the battle to stay conscious, "Come on Jounouchi, stay with me. Don't
give up and black out," Kaiba lightly tapped the boy's cheek as encouragement to say awake, "I'll get you to the hospital sooner or
later. Everything's going to be fine." He shoved away some larger pieces of the broken dishes out of the way so Jou wouldn't hurt himself more
then we already was.
When they got to the half fallen door, Kaiba kicked it. The door flew open, slammed against the side of the house and fell off, before landing
in a solid thud. 'This place is a fucking dump. How could anyone possibility live in such a place?' He thought to himself as he half carried the
wounded blond down the cement path down the center of the front yard.
'Why is he doing this? This isn't like Kaiba to go out of his way to help out, especially me,' Jou raised his weary head to look into Kaiba's
blue eyes, 'but the way he attacked my father, it almost... seemed like he knew how it felt...' A strange glint flashed in Kaiba's cold eyes at that
moment. Jou's eyes shot open, ' What was that? Could it... was... Kaiba?' He wanted to ask him when he felt a huge shock shoot up his back,
he lost is grip on Kaiba's jacket and his knees went weak once again.
Kaiba's grip around the boy's waist tightened as he caught him and pulled him closer, his breath became shaky he wasn't use to being so
close to someone like the way he was now. A minute went bye before he regained himself and snapped out of it, but what caught his
attention was the feeling of something dripping onto his hands. He looked down to see his hands stained red.
Jou's wound was bleeding again, blood trailed down his tanned face were it fell from his chin onto Kaiba's hands to fall to a crimson stream.
His breathing suddenly became very heavy, and started coughing, he needed medical attention soon. Kaiba reached into his pocket before
smacking himself mentally, he had forgotten that he had left is cell phone at home on Friday. "Come on Jou, pull yourself together,"
He picked Jou up once again and made him take a few more painful steps towards the gate, obviously whatever his father had done had finally
broken the boy physically.
Jou could feel himself weakening and giving into sleep, "Seto..." he said weakly.
He looked into the boy's dull amber eyes, he had never called him by his first name ever, he must of knew that he was going to loose the
battle between conscious and blacking out. It was almost like a scene you would see in old war movies, a strong dark youth caring
his fallen comrade to safety knowing he was probably not going to make it, "What is it?"
Jou smiled and let a single tear fall his tanned, blood stained face, "Arigatou..."
"Wha-" Suddenly he felt the boy's full body weight as he went limps in his arms....
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Eyes closed, lying on his back, flouting...
He felt a strange breeze that came from nowhere brush his face and made his clothes and hair wave in its essence; he felt no pain, no sense
of the tickling feeling of blood trickling down his face. He did not know nor cared where he was, for all he knew he was dead and making his way
up to the sky, to the wings of angels but there was one angel in particular on his mind and wanted to meet. He didn't know if he even existed for
he had only seen them, or their siloet, in his dream. Strong arms around his waste holding him tightly preventing him from falling, and
large dark wings pounded on the air with every flap sending them both high into the sky.
He could see light pear through his eyelids, bright light. He wanted to see what he was entering, were he was going but something told
him not to open his eyes or he would fall once again to the depths of the hell he knew all his life. He raised himself from his laying position
to a standing one, lifted his head and reached out. If he couldn't see were he was going, at least he could feel its entrance. Cold golden
gates? Puffy white clouds? Or nothing more than a door, he didn't know, he had never died before.
He was getting close he could sense it. He extended his hand out a bit more making his reach farther, he wanted to get there and leave the
world he knew. That horrible world that brought on nothing but pain, torture, and shattered innocence to his life but come to think of it,
it wasn't all that bad... especially the last few days... with Kaiba.
Even though it was only a weekend, he felt more human then his father ever treated him ever since his parents divorced. He started to think,
did he really want to leave this world after all? It was Kaiba who tended to his bruises, it was Kaiba who caught him when he slipped and fell
in the washroom, it was Kaiba... who defeated his demon and freed him from its grasp.
As he started to think more and more about all the things Seto had done for him he was descending away from where he was going, but he didn't
notice, he was too occupied thinking about the events that had happened. His train of thought was cut off when a hand grabbed his foot, he
panicked and did something he wasn't suppose to do, he opened his eyes.
White was all he could see, up, down, all around a white barren place. The hand tightened its grip and he started to struggle, trying to kick
it off.
"You want to see me right?"
Jou stopped struggling, that voice he's heard it before, "Who are you?"
"I do not live up there."
Jou look to the corner of his eye, a dark grey feather. His eyes widened he's seen that same feather before, his angel had returned, "It's you..."
"If you wish to see me, then calm down. I will not let you fall."
Another strange breeze came in brushed his tanned skin, he closed his eyes in it's movement, body relaxing...
He did not know weather he was going down into the angel's arms or the angel was rising to his level, all he knew was that those strong
hands were making their way up to his waist and gently pulled him closer.
Jou was about to open his eyes when a hand covered them, "Please don't open them."
"But I want to see you, I want to know who you are."
"It's best if that's kept secret."
"Why?"
"Because I said so," the voice snapped back.
Jou was startled, never had he heard such a defensive answer to a question, obviously this was something the angel wanted to keep secret,
and he had to respect that for he had saved him the first time they met, "Well... could I..."
"Now is not the time, you need to go back..."
"But I don't want to leave you."
"You won't, like I said, I don't live up their in the mists of Heaven. My wings are too dark to be accepted. Now Jou listen to me, I'm going to let
you go, you will fall... but will feel no pain."
He was confused; his angel was going to let him fall? But he said he wouldn't, "You said you wouldn't let me -"
The angel let go and he started to fall, but before he blacked out he remembered the last thing he saw of the angel.
Beautiful cerulean blue eyes.
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Yet again another short chapter but what the hell, just wanted to finish the death scene. XD I am sooo spoiled this year
for Christmas, computer desk, burner, scanner, and a bunch of other cool things, I got most of my things early this year.
*Note to self* Save up money for Theory of a Dead Man Cd and yell at Linkin Park some more so they can bring out their new Cd.
I'VE WAITED LONG ENOUGH GUYS!!!! R&R pls
pictures and my info tech project I have been working on for 3 weeks! The project is due this week so ARGH!!! *bashes computer*
we have no windows at the moment and two I don't' have my internet connection I'm writing this on the school computers during
lunch hour and info tech... Oh and before I forget if you, the reader, just happens to be named "daisy" who's been talking about
anime club and system of a down... can i pls have your e-mail address; I would really like to talk to you. Oh and say hi to Yami-kun for me.
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Jou took just a few steps before his knees gave in, he grabbed Kaiba around the neck to support himself, his feet were cut from the
shattered glass on the floor. Quickly, Kaiba grabbed him around the waist. He could tell the boy was extremely weak and judging by the
bloody foot prints his feet were slashed open; the gash on his head was fairly deep and probably needed a few stitches. Jou's eyes were
dull and almost looked at if they lost their warmth, for he was loosing the battle to stay conscious, "Come on Jounouchi, stay with me. Don't
give up and black out," Kaiba lightly tapped the boy's cheek as encouragement to say awake, "I'll get you to the hospital sooner or
later. Everything's going to be fine." He shoved away some larger pieces of the broken dishes out of the way so Jou wouldn't hurt himself more
then we already was.
When they got to the half fallen door, Kaiba kicked it. The door flew open, slammed against the side of the house and fell off, before landing
in a solid thud. 'This place is a fucking dump. How could anyone possibility live in such a place?' He thought to himself as he half carried the
wounded blond down the cement path down the center of the front yard.
'Why is he doing this? This isn't like Kaiba to go out of his way to help out, especially me,' Jou raised his weary head to look into Kaiba's
blue eyes, 'but the way he attacked my father, it almost... seemed like he knew how it felt...' A strange glint flashed in Kaiba's cold eyes at that
moment. Jou's eyes shot open, ' What was that? Could it... was... Kaiba?' He wanted to ask him when he felt a huge shock shoot up his back,
he lost is grip on Kaiba's jacket and his knees went weak once again.
Kaiba's grip around the boy's waist tightened as he caught him and pulled him closer, his breath became shaky he wasn't use to being so
close to someone like the way he was now. A minute went bye before he regained himself and snapped out of it, but what caught his
attention was the feeling of something dripping onto his hands. He looked down to see his hands stained red.
Jou's wound was bleeding again, blood trailed down his tanned face were it fell from his chin onto Kaiba's hands to fall to a crimson stream.
His breathing suddenly became very heavy, and started coughing, he needed medical attention soon. Kaiba reached into his pocket before
smacking himself mentally, he had forgotten that he had left is cell phone at home on Friday. "Come on Jou, pull yourself together,"
He picked Jou up once again and made him take a few more painful steps towards the gate, obviously whatever his father had done had finally
broken the boy physically.
Jou could feel himself weakening and giving into sleep, "Seto..." he said weakly.
He looked into the boy's dull amber eyes, he had never called him by his first name ever, he must of knew that he was going to loose the
battle between conscious and blacking out. It was almost like a scene you would see in old war movies, a strong dark youth caring
his fallen comrade to safety knowing he was probably not going to make it, "What is it?"
Jou smiled and let a single tear fall his tanned, blood stained face, "Arigatou..."
"Wha-" Suddenly he felt the boy's full body weight as he went limps in his arms....
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Eyes closed, lying on his back, flouting...
He felt a strange breeze that came from nowhere brush his face and made his clothes and hair wave in its essence; he felt no pain, no sense
of the tickling feeling of blood trickling down his face. He did not know nor cared where he was, for all he knew he was dead and making his way
up to the sky, to the wings of angels but there was one angel in particular on his mind and wanted to meet. He didn't know if he even existed for
he had only seen them, or their siloet, in his dream. Strong arms around his waste holding him tightly preventing him from falling, and
large dark wings pounded on the air with every flap sending them both high into the sky.
He could see light pear through his eyelids, bright light. He wanted to see what he was entering, were he was going but something told
him not to open his eyes or he would fall once again to the depths of the hell he knew all his life. He raised himself from his laying position
to a standing one, lifted his head and reached out. If he couldn't see were he was going, at least he could feel its entrance. Cold golden
gates? Puffy white clouds? Or nothing more than a door, he didn't know, he had never died before.
He was getting close he could sense it. He extended his hand out a bit more making his reach farther, he wanted to get there and leave the
world he knew. That horrible world that brought on nothing but pain, torture, and shattered innocence to his life but come to think of it,
it wasn't all that bad... especially the last few days... with Kaiba.
Even though it was only a weekend, he felt more human then his father ever treated him ever since his parents divorced. He started to think,
did he really want to leave this world after all? It was Kaiba who tended to his bruises, it was Kaiba who caught him when he slipped and fell
in the washroom, it was Kaiba... who defeated his demon and freed him from its grasp.
As he started to think more and more about all the things Seto had done for him he was descending away from where he was going, but he didn't
notice, he was too occupied thinking about the events that had happened. His train of thought was cut off when a hand grabbed his foot, he
panicked and did something he wasn't suppose to do, he opened his eyes.
White was all he could see, up, down, all around a white barren place. The hand tightened its grip and he started to struggle, trying to kick
it off.
"You want to see me right?"
Jou stopped struggling, that voice he's heard it before, "Who are you?"
"I do not live up there."
Jou look to the corner of his eye, a dark grey feather. His eyes widened he's seen that same feather before, his angel had returned, "It's you..."
"If you wish to see me, then calm down. I will not let you fall."
Another strange breeze came in brushed his tanned skin, he closed his eyes in it's movement, body relaxing...
He did not know weather he was going down into the angel's arms or the angel was rising to his level, all he knew was that those strong
hands were making their way up to his waist and gently pulled him closer.
Jou was about to open his eyes when a hand covered them, "Please don't open them."
"But I want to see you, I want to know who you are."
"It's best if that's kept secret."
"Why?"
"Because I said so," the voice snapped back.
Jou was startled, never had he heard such a defensive answer to a question, obviously this was something the angel wanted to keep secret,
and he had to respect that for he had saved him the first time they met, "Well... could I..."
"Now is not the time, you need to go back..."
"But I don't want to leave you."
"You won't, like I said, I don't live up their in the mists of Heaven. My wings are too dark to be accepted. Now Jou listen to me, I'm going to let
you go, you will fall... but will feel no pain."
He was confused; his angel was going to let him fall? But he said he wouldn't, "You said you wouldn't let me -"
The angel let go and he started to fall, but before he blacked out he remembered the last thing he saw of the angel.
Beautiful cerulean blue eyes.
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Yet again another short chapter but what the hell, just wanted to finish the death scene. XD I am sooo spoiled this year
for Christmas, computer desk, burner, scanner, and a bunch of other cool things, I got most of my things early this year.
*Note to self* Save up money for Theory of a Dead Man Cd and yell at Linkin Park some more so they can bring out their new Cd.
I'VE WAITED LONG ENOUGH GUYS!!!! R&R pls