Yami Ryuu, Shiro Tenshi
Chapter 4-
I Love You
Seto's POV
I couldn't think correctly the entire day. What had happened? Why couldn't he pick up the phone?
The bell finally rang to go home. I went to my locker, packed my bag, then started toward my car.
"Kaiba Seto-kun?" My homeroom teacher called. He held a mound of paper in his arms.
"Yes sir?"
"You drive home, correct?"
I nodded in reply.
"Could I ask you a favor? I need you to bring Bakura Ryou-kun his class work that he missed." He shuffled through the files and pulled out a manila folder.
"Yes sir."
He handed the papers to me. I carried them outside my backpack- yes; I have a backpack, stop giggling- to the car, and then drove off.
First, I needed to pick up Mokuba. I drove up to the Intermediate school- he had just started this year- and watched as he ran up.
"Hey Seto." He set his backpack down and sat on the passenger seat, resting his feet on the pack.. "Did you find out what was wrong with Bakura-kun?"
"No, not yet. But I will after I drop you off at home." He gave me a confused look. "I have to give him his make-up work. He wasn't in school today for some reason."
"Oh, ok."
We arrived home and Mokuba got out of the car. He waved as I drove off. I remembered how to get to his house, though it had been a while.
I got lost. Yeah, I took a wrong turn and got myself downtown before figuring where I was supposed to go. Stupid, huh? Well, everyone makes mistakes. And at least no one saw me, so I didn't have to worry about anything.
It was around sunset when I finally found the house.
It's funny, all I was going to do was bring him his homework and check up on him. But the silence and bad vibes around his house told me something was wrong.
I touched the doorknob. Something had to be wrong. I got this... this dire feeling in the back of my mind. What was going on?
Cool breeze and autumn leaves
Slow motion daylight
A lone pair of watchful eyes oversee the living.
I opened the door slowly, though I knew it rude to enter uninvited. The door creaked slightly.
"Bakura-kun? Are you here? It's me, Kaiba Seto."
I heard the sad sound of sobbing. Tracing the source, I went into the living room and found Bakura-kun sitting, huddled, on the floor.
Feel the presence all around
A tortured soul, a wound unhealing
No regrets or promises, the past is gone
But you can still be free, if time will set you free
"Bakura-kun?" He looked up at me with red eyes. He held a knife in his hand and there were dark, thin red lines traced over and over on his pale wrists. "Bakura-kun, you're not-"
"Just go away. I'm ending it here."
"Please don't." I sounded calm, but my stomach was gnawed at by fear. I felt sick, as if I was about to throw up.
"You can't stop me. Too much has happened. You know of my other half, he drives me insane. You don't know what it's like, living under the constant threats he gives to me."
"Listen, just talk to your father. We can call him up, get him to come home. He can talk to you."
Bakura-kun's face grew even more dark. "My father is dead. He just died on his archeological dig."
Time now to spread you wings
To take to flight, the life endeavor
Aim for the burning sun, you're trapped inside
But you can still be free, if time will set you free
But it's a long long way to go.
His grip tightened on the hilt.
He's really going to do it. I thought. I didn't know how to react. Getting probably the stupidest, and deadliest, idea in my life, I rushed forward and grabbed my friend's arm. Before he could react, I had disarmed him. That was pure luck.
Keep moving way up high
You see the light, it shines forever
Sail through the crimson skies,
The purest light, the light that sets you free
If time will set you free
Bakura-kun stood there and glared at me, then sank to the couch. "I... I-I-I... what was I going to do?" He whispered to no one. There were tears filling his eyes.
I wrapped a protective arm around him and sat down, pulling him into my chest. I could feel his trembling lips on me. "It's going to be ok." I thought for a moment, and then decided the time had finally come. "Baku- Ryou, I..."
Sail through the wind and rain tonight
You're free to fly tonight
And you can still be free, if time can set you free
"I love you." I declared softly, gently in a whispered tone.
He didn't give any sign of recognition of my words, but his head fell against my chest as he fell into a deep sleep. The ordeal had tired him out greatly.
And going higher than the mountain tops
And go high the wind don't stop, and go high
Free to fly tonight, free to fly tonight.
I smiled, despite the nightmare we had just been through previously, and ran my fingers through his bangs and down his forehead to the indention of his eyelids. I kissed his head and stayed, eventually falling asleep as well. Kami-sama, I love him.
Ryou's POV
As I ventured into that state of waking, though still half unconscious, I remembered it all. It seemed surreal, like a nightmare or a vague, ghastly dream. But Seto's words, were they real or imagined?
"I love you." Were they his actual words or something imagined by a disturbed mind? I hoped they were real... but all it seemed too good to be true.
I entered the state of complete awakening and my heart stopped.
Seto was where he was when I had fallen asleep. But he was leaned over so that his head rested on the arm rest. And I was resting on the side of his ribs, with his arms around me comfortingly.
Guess it was real. I thought. Slowly, I moved his arms so that I could stand up. Checking the clock, I saw that it was a little after seven, so the sun was up.
I then looked back at Seto. Lying there, the only way to describe him was... cute. Even a lot of you female readers may not think of him as so, but I did. And, I swear, I loved him so much.
Then, a random thought hit my mind. Mokuba-kun! I grabbed the phone and dialed. Oh dear, he must be worried.
"Hello?" A very tired sounding Mokuba-kun answered the phone.
"Mokuba-kun? It's Bakura Ryou."
"Huh? Bakura-kun? Is Seto there? Is he ok? I was up all night! I was going to call, but I didn't know your number and I didn't know what to do and-"
"Yeah, he's ok. He's asleep though. I... was having a problem... and I'll explain it later. I'll bring him by when he wakes up, ok?"
"Ok, I was just really worried." He sounded relieved. There are really good reasons for that. "Well, I'll see you later." He hung up.
I set down the phone. Well, it's time to make breakfast. Seto, thank you. I won't do it, for you.
When Seto finally woke up, he sat up, looked at his surroundings, and flushed a deep crimson color. It looked funny on him.
"Um, good morning." He greeted sheepishly.
I left my hotcakes- after taking them off the hot pan, mind you- and walked over to where he was still sitting.
"Are you ok? I mean, did my coming help any?" He had a true look of concern in his eyes, I was glad. He really did care about me. Yami Bakura was wrong. He did love me, and the words I had thought of him were true.
"Yes, a world of difference." I leaned down and drew his close, hugging him. "Thank you."
He returned the embrace. When I left his arms from the brief hug, he asked, "So, I guess you did hear what I said last night, huh?"
"Yes. I myself was wondering if I had dreamt it or not."
Seto gave me an appreciative smile. He loved me, arigato Kami-sama.
"Oh yes, I called up Mokuba-kun."
"What? Oh damn, he must have been worried sick! Is he ok?"
I chuckled. "Yes, he's fine and was very worried about you. I told him you would come back after you awoke."
Seto nodded.
Seto's POV
He helped me off the couch and I stretched my back some. His touch was warm and soft. And he was mine, my love. And do not comment on me starting to sound possessive.
He looked so much like an angel, an angel that had been sent to Earth and was hiding his wings. He was an angel. My Shiro Tenshi. It was a miracle that he loved me, a pure phenomenon. I mean, I was never really nice to him and the others before all this, back at the Duelist Kingdom and so on.
How had it happened? I mean, what were the odds? What did it matter, now that he was with me? Yes, I love him. And I'm not surprised that I feel certain urges towards him as well. Sexual urges, male to male or otherwise, are perfectly natural, right? At least, in my opinion it is. This could just be my excuse.
Our meeting had been serendipitous.
To get back on track, we ate breakfast, and then got into the car and I drove both of us back to my home.
Mokuba was happy to see me, to say the least. He wouldn't let me go until I literally pried him off.
"Seto, what happened? Why didn't you come home?"
"I- uh..."
"Well," Ryou cut in, "I guess I was having some really bad problems." His face once again grew dark. "I had just received word the day before that my father had died."
"I'm sorry..." Mokuba had a sad look on his face.
"I hadn't gone to school, and Seto brought my homework over, found me... about to do something very stupid. He stopped me, and then talked to me until I calmed down. That took a while, and it was too late at night for him to drive home afterwards."
That was smooth and believable. Ryou lied, that surprised me. It wasn't that much of a lie, but it wasn't the full-out truth either. And, at that, he called me 'Seto'. Usually he called me by my surname, as the others did. I guess things were changing now, for better or for worse, but hopefully the former.
"Ok, but you could have called." Mokuba glared at me in a purposely childish way. I smirked.
Ryou's POV
Family, what I had lost. I turned away for a few seconds, grief overwhelming me. In the midst of my own problems and life, I had forgotten why I was sorrowed in the first place. I know Seto's lived with it, but- yes, I am calling him Seto. It sounds better than Kaiba-kun anyway.
Seto noticed me, and laid a hand on my shoulder. He gripped it lightly before starting a gentle rubbing. "Hey, we'll do anything we can to help, right?" He had a sad smile on his face, a small one, and a gaze in his eyes that meant he was being truthful. I love his eyes. He then squeezed my shoulder firmly, yet gently, the same hands that held me as I slept the night before. He tilted his head. "I'll drive you home, ok? You can pack some clothes and stay here for a while, until it's decided where you're going."
I hadn't thought of that. Since I was a minor, and had no legal guardians, I could be shifted off to some foster home. I guess Seto had thought of that first, considering he had to actually live with it.
He and I went back to my house and packed some clothes and personal items. Just what I'd need. I couldn't stand to be there for long, too much had happened. Too much misery, I needed someone to lament to.
I stood in the front hall and looked back into the house. Seto walked inside and stood behind me. "Hey." He said as he put a hand on my waist and drew me closer. I let him. He toyed with my hair until his warm breath hit my neck. Shivering, I turned my head slightly towards him. "I'll see what I can do. Usually, people under eighteen have to go to an orphanage, right? Well, I'll see what I can do. I mean, I make enough money to support an entire family, let alone three guys. So, maybe you can stay with us, maybe."
He wasn't being as composed and confident as he usually was, so you could tell he was unsure, but I appreciated his attempts anyway.
"Seto, we can hope, we can pray, but I will not stand being away from you." I turned toward him, his arm that was on my waist now wrapped around my back. His other hand reached up and swept his index finger along my face and up to my ear. His touch was soft and his face was so close to mine I could feel his breath on my lips.
"You called me Seto."
I smiled. "Yeah, what else was I supposed to call you? I mean, am I supposed to call you by your last name now that we..."
He laughed quietly and just quickly brushed his lips against mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck.
"I love you." And I laid my head on his firm chest. I could hear his soft heartbeat, and felt him bury his face in my hair.
His hand went from my ear back to my chin as he used his index finger to lift my face to look at his.
My God, this could be it.
"I won't let you go away. Never. To me, it doesn't matter what close-minded others may say about this. I don't care, it feels so right."
"I know, but I don't think Yuugi-tachi will really care, will they?"
My first kiss, could this be the time? Now? I welcome it, Seto...
He drew my face up closer to his. He was so close, so warm...
Song of the Chapter:
I Knew I Loved You
Savage Garden
Maybe it's intuition,
But some things you just don't question
Like in you eyes, I see my future in an instant
And there it goes; I think I found my best friend.
I know that it might sound more than a little crazy, but I believe…
I knew I loved you before I met you,
I think I dreamed you into life.
I knew I loved you before I met you,
I have been waiting all my life…
There's just no rhyme or reason,
Only a sense of completion.
And in your eyes,
I see the missing pieces
I'm searching for,
I think I found my way home.
I know that it might sound more than a little crazy, but I believe…
I knew I loved you before I met you,
I think I dreamed you into life.
I knew I loved you before I met you,
I have been waiting all my life…
A thousand angels dance around you,
I am complete now that I've found you.
I knew I loved you before I met you,
I think I dreamed you into life.
I knew I loved you before I met you,
I have been waiting all my life…
I knew I loved you before I met you,
I think I dreamed you into life.
I knew I loved you before I met you,
I have been waiting all my life…
I knew I loved you before I met you,
I think I dreamed you into life.
I knew I loved you before I met you,
I have been waiting all my life…
Oi, back in 7th grade, I was basically afraid of shounen ai and yaoi. Actually anti-yaoi. I've changed, and as has Amber. We were both two of those close-minded people that this fic subtly reprimands. But hey, that's life! I now write almost nothing else! **bonks self on head**