Published:
17th May 2003
Pairings: Seto x Joey
Disclaimers: Yu-Gi-Oh obviously isn't mine, but this fanfiction is.
Archive? What? You're serious? Sure! Just tell me first! ^^
Summary: You usual Seto x Joey fanfic, with my own twist- 'cause I can't
bear the overused general stuff. ^_^;; (If you wanna ignore my random rambling,
just scroll down to the chapter title, that's where the story begins)
Special Contest: I'm going to write a fanfiction or do
a fanart oekaki for the first person who can correctly identify where I get
my chapter titles / section titles from (also where the title of the story comes
from), but you'll have to be specific as to what type of a thing it is, and
what variation. I'll give the answer at the end of the very last chapter when
I finish the story- if nobody figures it out. If ya do just e-mail me or throw
up your answer on the "review" section. I'll do a fanart or fanfiction
for whatever you request- any genre of things, real stuff, anime, et cetera,
and any plot ya want, or any coupling, or whatever. I'm pretty open as long
as I sorta know the series. ^_^
Contest Updates:
Sweet-Innoncence: nope, not cheese, but it is a milk-product. Keep trying.
^^
ColeyCarissa: Um. Nope. Not butter. Sorry. ^_^ Good try though.
Other notes: Okay, so I wrote it really quickly again. Usually when I
write fanfiction I proofread it and reread it like, twice at the bare minimum,
then I usually print it out, and read it when lying down with a nice big pen
to spell check and grammar check, et cetera; however, since people were asking
for quick updates, I figured that to get new chapters up as soon as I could
I only had time to reread my stuff like, once.. and I resorted to the spellcheck
in Microsoft Word -_-;; So if you guys find lots of spelling / grammar errors
or things that don't seem to make sense, then understand that it's because I'm
trying to throw this up as quickly as I can to please all ya people. I have
no problem with throwing this stuff up quickly, but if you guys feel that it
compromises the quality too much, then I'm fine with taking it slower and proofreading
more carefully. ^_^;;
And boy do I want to thank all you people who reviewed or even just read the
last two chapters. **Bow** I feel very honoured to be able to post this for
people to view, and I'm so glad you all enjoyed the story so far. If you have
complaints or questions or anything, feel free to drop me an e-mail or a review
any time. ^_^
Quotation of the Day: "Some of them are living an illusion, Bounded
by the darkness of their minds. In their eyes it's nation against nation againsst
nation, With Racial pride, Sad hearts they hide, Thinking only of themselves.
They shun the light, They think they're right, Somewhere in their empty shells.
Ohh, can you see their world is crashing? So many people, So many people. Crashing
down around their feet, And Angry people in the street are telling them they've
had their fill, Of polotics that wound and kill. Ohh, The seeds of evolution,
Revolution never won, It's just another form of gun, To do again when they are
done. And all our problems.. Sooo.. So many people. Everywhere you go you see
them searching, Everywhere you turn you feel the pain. Everyone is looking for
the answer. Well look again, Come on my friend. Love will find them in the end.
Come on my friend, We've got to bend. On our knees and say a prayer. Ohh, can
you feel the world is pining? So many people, Pining for someone who really
cares enough to share his love, With all of us, So we can be, An ever-loving
family. Have you forgotten we're all children? Children from a family tree,
That's long than a centipede, That started long ago, When you and I were only
love." - Lost in a Lost World (By the Moody Blues)
Responses to Reviews:
Difinity, Blue Lagoon Loon, Echo, Sweet-Innocence, Ani-Coolgirl, Anime Goddess,
and ColeyCarissa: I'm so glad you guys all enjoyed this fanfic so much. I know,
I don't write for the reviews- but getting such compliments encourage me immensely.
I am so pleased to be able to share this with everyone, and it pleases me to
no end that people enjoy my writing.
Kitsune Hashiba: But... err-... but... Yugi is so smart! How can he do poorly
in school? I guess it makes sense that he spends a lot of time on puzzles, but
still... maybe it didn't make it clear in the dub that he gets bad grades. I
really can't remember. Or is that information just in the sub or manga? o.O;;
All I remember from the first episodes was Yugi Duelling, Yugi beating Kaiba
with Exodia with his grandfather's deck, and Joey learning Duel monsters, and
then the Tournament on TV with Rex Raptor, et cetera. Maybe my memory is just
really crappy, and they did mention Yugi's gades? o.O;; Oh well. Normally I'd
go back and change it, but that would mean reworking that whole scene, and I'm
feeling extremely lazy. Unless a bunch of people bug me to go back and change
it, I probably won't. But thanks for the heads up. ^_^
Lady Geuna: You think Jou's IC? Thank you so much! **Big bow** That means so
much to me. I was trying to stay fairly true to the dub.
Jenniyah: Well, lots of people asked for an update, so I threw one up really
quickly. ^_- Speaking of which.. here's the third one! M'whaha!
Kaneda-Shotaro and Yami Tetsuo: Omigod! Someone else who loves Akira!
**Does the happy-Akira-loving-hyper-dance.. uv DoOM! ^_^;;** I love how
the motorcycle's lights trail behind after they drive by! And I love the whole
idea! And Neo-Tokyo is such a cool concept! And Kaneda is just.. so... **Squeal**
And I love the music! Switchblade Symphony is one of my favourites! Even the
name sounds cool! And.. and.. and.. did you notice how similar the precogs were
in it to the kid in Spriggan? (If you've even seen that), they're both
greenishness/bluish/grayish? o.O;; and short and small and stuff! And have lotsa
power. O.O;; And.. and.. the bit where Tetsuo is on the throne in the Olympic
Stadium when he has a mechanical arm with wires that shoot out all over the
throne totally reminded me of that scene near the end the girl goes all like
that, did it remind you of that too? ^_^;;; Ookee.. Enough random anime ranting
for me.. **Shuts up**
Eep. Without further rambling... the story!
1.2: Protein
You're adorable in every
possible way,
You think you are indestructible, but you're weak
You laugh a lot, and you cry a lot,
You're like a little child, but you're mine.
I awoke with a start. I had been jabbed harshly in the side. I yelped, jumping
off the bed, to my feet at the sudden pain. I looked around, glaring, to see
Kaiba. There he was, that smug grin on his face, per usual. I gazed toward the
light emitting through the curtain. Damn! It was day already. That meant my
opportunity to escape had passed by.
When I turned back, returning my eyes to the dark-haired teen I noticed that he still had his eyes locked onto mine. He had never turned away.
"Thinking of trying to escape, Wheeler? Afraid of how hard I'm gonna hit you?" He boasted proudly, as though he were the most important part of the world. As if he was the be all and end all of life. I wasn't trying to escape anymore. I knew a fight was inevitable. My anger rushed at me all again.
"You big jerk! You think you can bully me into listening to you? Just because you've got a big mansion, an' lots of money, and like to show it off it doesn't mean that you're any better than me!" I narrowed my eyes at him, and took a stance, holding it. He raised his head and chuckled. I eased up a little for a second.
The second my defences were down, his head snapped to a level position, his eyes focusing in on me, and with that he rushed me, slamming me backward, until I flew against a wall. He stalked up to me, dragging me up as I slipped, and leaned forward, pushing me up against the wall. I wasn't caught between a rock and a hard place- I was caught between a wall and Seto Kaiba, a situation far worse.
He put his hands on either side of me, open-palmed against the wall, and leaned further inward, so that our faces were so close. His eyes narrowed, and his lips formed the words with distaste. His hate for me was so obvious. His sick obsession for wanting to cause me pain was just as bad.
"I told you before not to speak to me like that. If you value your life, I'd recommend complying with my terms." He stood there for a second, in the same position. And what exactly were his "terms", as he put it? Did I even want to know what they were? What was he planning to do to me? As that thought flashed through my mind, I began to squirm awkwardly under his gaze. Suddenly I lost my footing on the ground, and began to slip. I let out a fearful cry as I tumbled toward the ground- only to be caught and lifted back to my feet my own tormenter.
"Hn. Can't even stand up properly now? You *are* pathetic, Wheeler." He scowled at me, as I ripped myself away from his clutch on my shirt. The rotten bastard. I glowered at him and drew back in a hasty retreat.
"Well, I wouldn't have fallen if you weren't lookin' at me like that!" I snapped, loosing any patience and sense that I had. Screw morals, seeing as Kaiba was planning on beating me to a bloody pulp anyhow, it certainly didn't seem like throwing in a few insults at him could make it much worse. Might as well get them in while I still was able to talk.
"Well, if you weren't so stupid you wouldn't be in this mess. You shouldn't have opened you big dumb mouth, mutt." He sneered, stepping slowly toward me. I stepped backward as he approached me, and we moved slowly across the room in that manner.
"Well, if you weren't such a sick weird-o, who spent your life making other people's lives shit, I wouldn't have had to say nothing to ya!" I yelled back at him. I stopped back-stepping, trying to stand my ground, but he kept approaching me. It was so unnerving.
"I don't need to try to make your pathetic and puny lives shit- they already are. You hang out with a bunch of stupid losers, you waste you time loosing a card game, and you don't even get decent grades in school. What good are you, anyway? You're just a pathetic, good-for nothing animal! And you deserve to be treated like one." He exclaimed, his voice full of contempt. I must have released a soft whimper, as he reached a hand out to grab me forcefully. With that he tried to throw me to the ground, but when I resisted he stopped pulling me down, and pushed me backward instead. I totally lost my balance, grabbing at air, and fell on my back, hitting the hard wood floor with a thud. I groaned as I tried to get up, but he was there in a second, his foot holding my chest down.
"Just let me go... you cruel bastard!" I said coldly. I thought he was actually going to listen to me for a second, because he lifted his foot off of my chest- but then I realized he had done nothing except ignore me. He had soon enough replaced his foot with his body. He was basically straddling me.
I had noticed that he seemed to enjoy cornering me a lot, or pinning me. It seemed to be some sort of source of power for him. It wasn't like it was an attraction; it wasn't even some kind of sick passion. It was his weird obsession with power, and having control over things he disliked. Namely, me. Suddenly he was leaning in close, so close I could literally feel him breathing on my neck. I turned my head away, but he forced it back firmly with one hand. I let out a frustrated sigh, and he smiled viciously.
"S... Seto." I whimpered desperately, sliding my hands up his back, trying to use my last ounce of energy to push him as far away from me as possible- but he was just too powerful, and I was weak in comparison. He had his eyes closed, but suddenly they flashed open.
"What... did you say?" He was giving me a very suspicious look. I had totally collapsed- gone utterly limp. I couldn't even speak. I didn't think he had misheard me. It was basically a rhetorical question, anyway. I tried to do something- anything, but I found myself unable to do so.
"What did you call me?" His voice grew steadier- demanding. His powerful tone was returning; however, I had thrown him off balance for a second. Perhaps I was able to confuse him there? I felt so weak and tired. It wasn't meant to happen to guys like me. I'd been doing the right thing lately, right? Yugi was never wrong. Whenever I was with him we managed to overcome anything. I was the good guy, Kaiba was the bad guy! How could this jerk be winning? How could he be taking advantage of me like that?
He slid a hand softly along my chin, running his fingers with feather-light touches like daisies blowing in a gentle breeze, until they reached the middle, at which point he raised my head slightly, so that we were so close that I could smell his breath. It was an intoxicating scent, the wildness of alcohol, the sweetness of sugar, and the bitterness of ginger all twanged in my head as I felt my heartbeat speed up.
I didn't fully understand what I was feeling. It was no longer hate or anger that rushed through me- it had turned into feelings of shock, terror, and even a bit of confusion. I didn't understand why my body had frozen up to the point where I couldn't even control my speech. I couldn't figure out what he was doing to me, or why. I didn't know what was going on until it was too late.
The next moment he lowered the sleeve of the shirt I was wearing- that white one with the big blue stripe-pattern along the sleeves, so that the edge of my right shoulder was revealed. He lowered his head to the bare flesh, and suddenly I felt a soft pain- and then a soft, rich sensation.
When I managed to regain some control, I titled my head to look curiously at what he had done to me. He was lapping his delicate pink tongue against an open wound in my shoulder. A wound that he himself had inflicted with his own teeth. What was this sick joke he had up his sleeve? How could I let him do such a weird thing to me? I mean, he BIT me, for goodness sake! And then he was drinking... lapping at the wound! What the hell was wrong with him?
I tried to throw him off of me, but he had me in a position which was extremely difficult to escape from. He elicited a soft moan as I tried to move. I squeeze my eyes together and tried desperately to pry his head away with my hands. He resisted, but finally pulled his head back. I got a good look at the wound he had made- it actually wasn't very big or very deep, and his face wasn't covered in blood or anything, but I could see the faintest trace of it on his tongue. It repulsed me to no end.
"Now do you see, I can do whatever I want to you, mutt? You are under my control." He fixed his gaze upon me. With a burst of fresh energy and anguish I threw him off of me, finally. With a shocked look on his face, he tumbled to the side, as I slid my shirt back over my shoulder, and stumbled to my feet. My balance was precarious, and I stumbled for a few minutes.
Kaiba, in the meantime had leapt to his feet as well, and was steadily approaching me. All I could think was what he had done to me- what he might still do to me. I raised my fist, and swung. I guess he wasn't expecting it, because he barely even got a chance to block it. It hit him, square in the face, and he fell back down. This was my chance!
I took the opportunity to stumble clumsily toward the door, banging on it, screaming helplessly for someone to come- for anyone to rescue me. Anyone, Mokuba, a maid... but nobody came. Hideous and sinister chuckling came from the brown-haired teen as he rose to his feet, approaching me slowly, a look of lust and death in his eyes. I banged on the door, and screamed, but it was no use. Kaiba was gaining speed, and the disgusting laughter grew louder.
"Don't you see, you fool? Nobody can hear you. Nobody is ever going to save you! You are mine!" He stood in front of me, boasting. My body was racked with concealed sobs, I began quivering violently, and I collapsed to the door, shaking my head.
It couldn't be true. I wasn't his. He didn't own me! Someone come- someone had to come. My friends had to have been worried- even my dad would have noticed by then. Even if someone didn't come... I'd still escape. I had to. This was Kaiba, I was talking about. Kaiba! He couldn't have his way! He was... a big jerk!
"Please... please. Make it stop." I sobbed to the world around me out loud. This only seemed to make Kaiba even happier. A demonic grin spread across his face, and he bent over me, gripping me by the collar, and dragging me up. Pulling me to my feet so he could belittle me. So he could taunt me. So he could tease me. So he could maim me. So he could make me his... so he could claim me.
I cried for Yugi, I cried for Tristan- oh god, I think I even might have cried for my father somewhere along the lines. Even his harsh strictness was better than this. Kaiba had set his mind on demeaning me in every way possible- and all restrictions I figured he was placed under by society seemed to be gone. If he could do this to me, there was no telling what he might do next. I tried to pull away, but he was too strong.
"Then just admit that I'm better than you." He replied, standing firm. I whimpered softly, but shook my head. He wasn't better than me! And I wasn't about to lie just to save myself. My pride was beyond that- and I still had honour... and integrity. All those things that I had fought so hard for, and worked to gain. Kaiba mustn't have realized how much he was asking me to throw down the drain by accepting defeat. Kaiba was a lowlife, a real cheater. The only time he had even beaten Yugi in a duel back on Pegasus' island was because he played on Yugi's humanitarianism- he forced Yugi to give up for threat of basically suiciding. I felt much like Yugi, when it came to Kaiba. Sure, I loathed him... but I didn't want him to die. Or maybe I did. After all that he had done to me... I don't think I was willing to accept that I was under his power. I didn't want to think that way. I couldn't give up. With renewed strength I tore myself away from him, and backed away, clutching my wounded shoulder, shooting him a venomous glance. I'd fight him if I had to- but I wasn't going to fight dirty. I refused to sink to his level.
"You're below me, you're nothing but a bully! You just dragged me here so that you'd have the advantage!" I regretted those words the second I said them. Calling Kaiba a jerk or a bully was one thing, and he didn't seem to care much- I think he even liked it. But saying he couldn't hold his own in a real fight was another. I steadied myself, preparing to be rushed by him, but it never came because suddenly he snapped his head the other direction. What the heck was going on?