Glass Palace
Chapter 5
AN: I finally updated! Sorry it's been so long but cause of school I haven't had much time! Damn midterms!
Seto's POV
I stumbled out into the pouring rain, finding my car to take shelter in the dry area. Instructing my driver to take me home, the rain begins to come down harder. The ride home was longer than it usually seemed. Thoughts of Yami evaded my brain.
Upon arriving home, I jumped out of the car, tripping in my attempts to run up the stairs. I pound my fist on the ground, but I no longer find the will inside me to get up.everything I love is gone. No more Yami.and Yugi has lost all his innocence; become someone else. I have lost all will to get up after I've fallen. How weak, I tell myself, before allowing my head to fall to the puddle below.
Yugi's POV
I look out the large window facing the front end of the house to watch the rain pour. Is that Seto? Impossible. He looks as a begger, drenched in the rain. It is not until the man outside lays his head down and does not pick it up again that I run to those stairs. If it is Seto, I must know! I cannot leave him to die, weather or not he loves me!
Bursting through the doors, the man lay still as I procede down the steps. I knell at his side to lift his head and look into his eyes.The eyes of Seto's corpse look back at me! Jumping up, I lift the heavier man onto my back, to carry him to his bed. Struggling to make it up the stairs, I trip several times.
But I must keep going! I can't just let him die! And he may have, the way he looked in that rain. Breathing heavily as I reach the top of the stairs, his room is only steps away!
I set his body on the bed, noting the impact as I do so. Noticing that his wet clothes could make him sick, before I tuck him under the covers I make my way to his dresser. Seto's bed clothes were no problem to find. It was getting them on that posed a problem.
Carefully unbuttoning his already partially unbuttoned shirt, I slipped him into his night shirt quite easily. But not without receiving a blow for my efforts. I was forming a hard on that was becoming more obvious by the minute. With great circumspect I slipped his pants off the slim waste they can barely hold on to, and slipped the next pair on with just as much ease. After tucking Seto in under the covers, I exited the room to find comfort in my own bed.
Seto's Pov
Supporting myself as I sat up, I carefully looked around the room. The last thing I could remember was falling asleep on the steps. Strange, it seemed, that I would somehow end up here. I looked down, feeling that the weight of my usual trench coat had been lifted. I was in my bed clothes!
Perhaps this was all some sort of nightmare. I picked up the phone near my bed to call Yugi's home.Mabe he hadn't ever come to my house at all.
"Who ya callin'?" Yugi's small figure stood in the doorway, looking as innocent as ever.
Dropping the phone, I ran to where he stood, embracing the form before me.
"Tell me it was just a nightmare!" I told him, talking as though my life hang in the grip of his words.
And mabe it did.
"If I did, I would be lieing."
Feelings of rage and sorrow accumulated as I rose my hand, slapping Yugi across the face. I could not bring myself to punch such innocence. His small body was tossed to the floor, and it was there that I left him.
Just as I turned my back, I heard a grunt from behind me. Yugi sat up, pondering me with a perplexed expression.
"So I deserved that. But, Seto, will you at least hear me out?"
I turned towards him, glancing at the boy bleeding on the cold, marble floor.
"What is there to hear?"
"I don't know what came over me!," he argued," I thought if you remembered, you'd forget about me. And us!"
Tears overflowed his large, violet orbs. The words had barly escaped his mouth as he continued to sob.
Chapter 5
AN: I finally updated! Sorry it's been so long but cause of school I haven't had much time! Damn midterms!
Seto's POV
I stumbled out into the pouring rain, finding my car to take shelter in the dry area. Instructing my driver to take me home, the rain begins to come down harder. The ride home was longer than it usually seemed. Thoughts of Yami evaded my brain.
Upon arriving home, I jumped out of the car, tripping in my attempts to run up the stairs. I pound my fist on the ground, but I no longer find the will inside me to get up.everything I love is gone. No more Yami.and Yugi has lost all his innocence; become someone else. I have lost all will to get up after I've fallen. How weak, I tell myself, before allowing my head to fall to the puddle below.
Yugi's POV
I look out the large window facing the front end of the house to watch the rain pour. Is that Seto? Impossible. He looks as a begger, drenched in the rain. It is not until the man outside lays his head down and does not pick it up again that I run to those stairs. If it is Seto, I must know! I cannot leave him to die, weather or not he loves me!
Bursting through the doors, the man lay still as I procede down the steps. I knell at his side to lift his head and look into his eyes.The eyes of Seto's corpse look back at me! Jumping up, I lift the heavier man onto my back, to carry him to his bed. Struggling to make it up the stairs, I trip several times.
But I must keep going! I can't just let him die! And he may have, the way he looked in that rain. Breathing heavily as I reach the top of the stairs, his room is only steps away!
I set his body on the bed, noting the impact as I do so. Noticing that his wet clothes could make him sick, before I tuck him under the covers I make my way to his dresser. Seto's bed clothes were no problem to find. It was getting them on that posed a problem.
Carefully unbuttoning his already partially unbuttoned shirt, I slipped him into his night shirt quite easily. But not without receiving a blow for my efforts. I was forming a hard on that was becoming more obvious by the minute. With great circumspect I slipped his pants off the slim waste they can barely hold on to, and slipped the next pair on with just as much ease. After tucking Seto in under the covers, I exited the room to find comfort in my own bed.
Seto's Pov
Supporting myself as I sat up, I carefully looked around the room. The last thing I could remember was falling asleep on the steps. Strange, it seemed, that I would somehow end up here. I looked down, feeling that the weight of my usual trench coat had been lifted. I was in my bed clothes!
Perhaps this was all some sort of nightmare. I picked up the phone near my bed to call Yugi's home.Mabe he hadn't ever come to my house at all.
"Who ya callin'?" Yugi's small figure stood in the doorway, looking as innocent as ever.
Dropping the phone, I ran to where he stood, embracing the form before me.
"Tell me it was just a nightmare!" I told him, talking as though my life hang in the grip of his words.
And mabe it did.
"If I did, I would be lieing."
Feelings of rage and sorrow accumulated as I rose my hand, slapping Yugi across the face. I could not bring myself to punch such innocence. His small body was tossed to the floor, and it was there that I left him.
Just as I turned my back, I heard a grunt from behind me. Yugi sat up, pondering me with a perplexed expression.
"So I deserved that. But, Seto, will you at least hear me out?"
I turned towards him, glancing at the boy bleeding on the cold, marble floor.
"What is there to hear?"
"I don't know what came over me!," he argued," I thought if you remembered, you'd forget about me. And us!"
Tears overflowed his large, violet orbs. The words had barly escaped his mouth as he continued to sob.
