Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-gi-oh
A/N: *is VERY angry*
Yugi and Yami muses: O_o
Pikazoom: FF.net is being a butt. *whack!*
Chapter (what number are we on? -_- oh yeah) 6
"Please...stop..." a five year old boy cried softly. The response was a vicious backhand to his left cheek.
"I told you to be quiet!" A woman of about 22 said while flipping her long brown hair behind her. "Mommy's going out. Stay here and DON'T do anything bad or else," she said in a pretend sugar-sweet voice which turned into a threatening one. Then, she walked out the door followed by a slam that caused the house to shake on its frame.
"Daddy..." the child sobbed softly, curling up into a ball.
The boy was the result of careless actions on a night 5 years ago. His parents decided that they should split the time they spent with him, so the child switched homes every two months. However, there was a difference. Mommy beat him. Daddy didn't.
The brunette child struggled through the darkness, looking for his nightlight, and shivering all the way over. The boy wasn't tall enough to reach the light switches. He had contracted a fear of the dark a long time ago. But it wasn't because of the stories of the boogieman. His mother often came home smelling of alcohol at night and beat him constantly. Once...she brought home a boyfriend...she passed out...he was drunk...let's just say...he wasn't a virgin...the child shuddered at the horrible memory.
Suddenly, the boy's stomach gave a loud rumble. Rumaging through the black, he picked up a flashlight and scrambled over to the kitchen. Placing the flashlight face up on the table so it illuminated the room, he grabbed some potato chips and scurried back to his nightlight.
~~~End Dream~~~
Seto's eyes shot open as his dream came to an end. 'What...was...' he thought to himself. It was all so familiar but then, it wasn't...as if his memories were like words on the tip of his tongue.
"..." Seto remained silent...was that little boy...him? His already tangled hair shook as he tried to clear his head. He'd think about it...later.
Seto looked around. Wasn't he in the bathroom before he fell asleep? Then he remembered. Yugi had held him while he was crying. A small tinge of crimson appeared on his cheeks. He had been acting like...like a little kid. Crying over what was probably nothing and couldn't do anything about.
Seto ambled into the bathroom, and looked in the mirror. Then, suddenly, he noticed something he hadn't noticed before. A tiny dark pink mark on his right shoulder. His eyes widened. Slowly, he turned around, breathing deeply. It was hard to see from his angle, but there were several more scars slashing along his back. Some of them were parallel to each other...almost like someone had been scratching him. He'd never tried to look at his back before.
He backed away in horror from the mirror. Was he really treated so terribly in his past? Seto felt like he was trapped at a crossroad. Half of the brunette was still curious...the other was not.
"Seto! It's breakfast time!" shouted Jiichan from downstairs.
"O-okay!" Seto called back, trying not to sound shaken up. He grabbed his blue Domino High uniform and got dressed. He left the room feeling a little more self-concious about himself.
Seto walked slowly down the stairs and plopped himself down into a brown kitchen table chair.
"Hey Seto. Are you feeling better?" Yugi's worried voice appeared behind him. Yugi touched Seto's shoulder gently and felt him slightly flinch. "Are you alright?" his concerned voice spoke again.
'Why? Why do I feel so nervous around Sugoroku and Yugi? What's wrong with me?' Seto clutched his head.
"Seto? Are you okay?" Sugoroku asked worriedly.
"...j-just a headache...that's all," Seto said with his usual quiet tone, making an excuse. "I...I think I'll go lie down for a little bit." The Blue-eyed boy trudged up the stairs and plopped down on his bed. Yugi's eyes became clouded with worry but didn't say anything.
'Great. Just great.' he thought depressed. 'First I'm Nyctophobic (fear of the night or dark), Hemophobia (fear of blood), Amaxophobia (fear of riding in cars...twas the best I could find for fear of cars), and Pyrophobic (fear of fire) and now I've got Anthropophobia (fear of people or society), Haphephobia (fear of being touched) and Chiraptophobia (fear of being touched) to add to the list? I feel so blessed. HA! More like cursed.'
Seto picked up a pencil lying astray on the covers. He toyed with it as he thought about the events over the last couple days. 'Kaonashi (no face)...' he thought sadly. That's what he was. 'I...don't belong here...I don't...belong anywhere.' Hastily grabbing a sheet of clean white paper, he scribbled a note.
Dear Yugi and Sugoroku,
Thank you very much for your hospitality. I almost felt like a part of your family. However, I don't belong here. Therefore, I'm leaving. I don't know where I'll go...but maybe I'll find myself. I promise to repay you for your kindness somehow. Sayonara (Goodbye).
Sincerely,
Kaonashi
With that, Seto gathered up a blanket he swore he would return, and left.
A/N: WRITER'S BLOCK!!! AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! The chappie probably sucks too. Gomen.
Pikazoom: -_- I'm sorry it took so long to release chapters. I have tests coming out of my ears and a huge chunk of writer's block.
Yugi: It's kinda squishy in here...with the block and all...
A/N: *is VERY angry*
Yugi and Yami muses: O_o
Pikazoom: FF.net is being a butt. *whack!*
Chapter (what number are we on? -_- oh yeah) 6
"Please...stop..." a five year old boy cried softly. The response was a vicious backhand to his left cheek.
"I told you to be quiet!" A woman of about 22 said while flipping her long brown hair behind her. "Mommy's going out. Stay here and DON'T do anything bad or else," she said in a pretend sugar-sweet voice which turned into a threatening one. Then, she walked out the door followed by a slam that caused the house to shake on its frame.
"Daddy..." the child sobbed softly, curling up into a ball.
The boy was the result of careless actions on a night 5 years ago. His parents decided that they should split the time they spent with him, so the child switched homes every two months. However, there was a difference. Mommy beat him. Daddy didn't.
The brunette child struggled through the darkness, looking for his nightlight, and shivering all the way over. The boy wasn't tall enough to reach the light switches. He had contracted a fear of the dark a long time ago. But it wasn't because of the stories of the boogieman. His mother often came home smelling of alcohol at night and beat him constantly. Once...she brought home a boyfriend...she passed out...he was drunk...let's just say...he wasn't a virgin...the child shuddered at the horrible memory.
Suddenly, the boy's stomach gave a loud rumble. Rumaging through the black, he picked up a flashlight and scrambled over to the kitchen. Placing the flashlight face up on the table so it illuminated the room, he grabbed some potato chips and scurried back to his nightlight.
~~~End Dream~~~
Seto's eyes shot open as his dream came to an end. 'What...was...' he thought to himself. It was all so familiar but then, it wasn't...as if his memories were like words on the tip of his tongue.
"..." Seto remained silent...was that little boy...him? His already tangled hair shook as he tried to clear his head. He'd think about it...later.
Seto looked around. Wasn't he in the bathroom before he fell asleep? Then he remembered. Yugi had held him while he was crying. A small tinge of crimson appeared on his cheeks. He had been acting like...like a little kid. Crying over what was probably nothing and couldn't do anything about.
Seto ambled into the bathroom, and looked in the mirror. Then, suddenly, he noticed something he hadn't noticed before. A tiny dark pink mark on his right shoulder. His eyes widened. Slowly, he turned around, breathing deeply. It was hard to see from his angle, but there were several more scars slashing along his back. Some of them were parallel to each other...almost like someone had been scratching him. He'd never tried to look at his back before.
He backed away in horror from the mirror. Was he really treated so terribly in his past? Seto felt like he was trapped at a crossroad. Half of the brunette was still curious...the other was not.
"Seto! It's breakfast time!" shouted Jiichan from downstairs.
"O-okay!" Seto called back, trying not to sound shaken up. He grabbed his blue Domino High uniform and got dressed. He left the room feeling a little more self-concious about himself.
Seto walked slowly down the stairs and plopped himself down into a brown kitchen table chair.
"Hey Seto. Are you feeling better?" Yugi's worried voice appeared behind him. Yugi touched Seto's shoulder gently and felt him slightly flinch. "Are you alright?" his concerned voice spoke again.
'Why? Why do I feel so nervous around Sugoroku and Yugi? What's wrong with me?' Seto clutched his head.
"Seto? Are you okay?" Sugoroku asked worriedly.
"...j-just a headache...that's all," Seto said with his usual quiet tone, making an excuse. "I...I think I'll go lie down for a little bit." The Blue-eyed boy trudged up the stairs and plopped down on his bed. Yugi's eyes became clouded with worry but didn't say anything.
'Great. Just great.' he thought depressed. 'First I'm Nyctophobic (fear of the night or dark), Hemophobia (fear of blood), Amaxophobia (fear of riding in cars...twas the best I could find for fear of cars), and Pyrophobic (fear of fire) and now I've got Anthropophobia (fear of people or society), Haphephobia (fear of being touched) and Chiraptophobia (fear of being touched) to add to the list? I feel so blessed. HA! More like cursed.'
Seto picked up a pencil lying astray on the covers. He toyed with it as he thought about the events over the last couple days. 'Kaonashi (no face)...' he thought sadly. That's what he was. 'I...don't belong here...I don't...belong anywhere.' Hastily grabbing a sheet of clean white paper, he scribbled a note.
Dear Yugi and Sugoroku,
Thank you very much for your hospitality. I almost felt like a part of your family. However, I don't belong here. Therefore, I'm leaving. I don't know where I'll go...but maybe I'll find myself. I promise to repay you for your kindness somehow. Sayonara (Goodbye).
Sincerely,
Kaonashi
With that, Seto gathered up a blanket he swore he would return, and left.
A/N: WRITER'S BLOCK!!! AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! The chappie probably sucks too. Gomen.
Pikazoom: -_- I'm sorry it took so long to release chapters. I have tests coming out of my ears and a huge chunk of writer's block.
Yugi: It's kinda squishy in here...with the block and all...