Disclaimer:
Yugi: Hello everyone! I'm here to do the disclaimer today because Yuemoon feels
awful about what she is doing to Jounouchi. *glances over at Yami who is still
holding back Seto from killing Yuemoon* Erm…anyway. Yuemoon does not own
Yu-Gi-Oh! Nope, not at all.
Jou: *Yells from another room* CAN WE HURRY THIS UP PLEASE! I CAN'T FEEL MY ARMS ANYMORE!
Seto: AHH! JOU! I'M COMING!
Yugi: Ugh, Yami just let him go, sheesh.
*Yami lets Seto go and he goes into the other room*
Addicted To It
Another guard fell soundless to the ground while Seto rounded another corner. He was wearing all black, skin tight clothing to blend in with the shadows around him. He was getting frustrated. There were so many twists to this place and guards at ever turn. However, Seto didn't need a map to find who he was looking for. The pain in his heart was leading him to the chambers of his loathed enemy and his gentle lover.
It wasn't long before Seto found the double doors with the Millennium Eye painted upon the gleaming surface. He didn't wait. He savagely kicked the doors open, holding his gun straight at the bed. His breath caught in his throat as he saw what Malik had done to his beloved. Dagger marks laced his body in a sadistic elegance while his amber orbs were empty of any emotion. Malik was lying next to Jounouchi with a smug smile on his face, victory written in his eyes.
"What have you done to him?" Seto whispered. The gun quivered slightly, but other wise remained steadily pointed at Malik's forehead.
"You don't like how I decorated my slave? He looks so pretty lying in his own shiny blood," Malik replied happily and innocently. Malik reached up and took Jou's hands out of the cuffs. Jou groaned painfully as he felt his arms begin to awaken, the circulation returning to his limbs. Grabbing his golden hair, Malik forced Jou onto his feet. Jou stumbled and fell into Malik, making him laugh.
"You see Seto! Jounouchi has become very attached to me!" His laughter filled the space of the room, echoing painfully into Seto's ears.
"You lunatic! Let him go Malik. Jounouchi is an innocent in this and he had nothing to do with what we started months ago."
"But you see Seto, I wanted you and yet you rejected me, choosing this pathetic excuse for a mate over me! ME! The descendent of the mighty Egyptian race! How could you Seto? Why did you chose him?!"
"Simple. Katsuya has always been in my heart since the day I met him. Oh, and he was a virgin when we bedded."
"Am I hearing this right? Has Seto Kaiba ACTUALLY fallen in love? Is he willing to risk his own humanity to save the poor, defenseless Jounouchi? Can he take another human life? This is exactly like some soap opera! HA! Of this, I doubt it. Come on Seto, if you wanted to save Jounouchi and avenge him, you would have shot me when you burst through my chamber doors."
Malik laughed once more, causing Seto to narrow his eyes. They were becoming blurry due to the tears that filled them. He looked at Jounouchi. Jou's arm was draped across Malik's shoulders, his head down, and his blood dripping steadily onto the floor. Jou needed medical attention and fast, and in order to do so, Seto had to do it. But was he ready? A sudden movement caught Seto's eye. It was Jou. He had lifted his head and was staring right at him, and what he saw in Jounouchi's eyes made him gasp in pain.
Those once beautiful, shining orbs that stared at him with love, now stared at him with tears and pain. He saw his bruised mouth move in silent words, but then he heard it. That gentle whisper filled his ears loudly.
"Se…to…"
"Katsuya," Seto whispered back and then looked at Malik. Malik was still chuckling to himself, enjoying his victory. Yet, not for long. Seto lunged at Malik, tackling the other man in the mid-drift, catching him by surprise. Malik's amethyst eyes widened in shock but he soon recovered, delivering a blow between Seto's shoulders, knocking him to the stone floor. The gun skittered across the stone, sliding out of their reach. Grabbing his Rod, Malik unsheathed the hidden dagger there and went into a fighter's stance. Seto followed suite, taking in a calming breath, searching his opponent's body, looking for a weak point. He glanced quickly at Jounouchi, and his eyes opened in fear. Jou lay crumpled at the end of the bed, his chin touching his chest. His chest rose and fell harshly, sometimes not moving at all. I have to finish Malik and fast.
Malik took Seto's lack of attention to his advantage. He attacked the other man, the point of the dagger aimed for his neck, but Seto reacted in time as they fell to the ground, Malik atop of Seto. The two of them began to roll over about the room, Malik landing a punch at Seto's face, breaking his lip in the process. Seto was holding Malik at bay, trying with all his might to keep that sharp needle like point away from his neck as they rolled over, but he still had not recovered all of his strength back, and the dagger began to inch slowly forward. Seto saw the victory in Malik's eyes as the dagger was about to pierce his skin. Then Malik's weight disappeared. Seto looked to his left and saw that Jou had regained consciousness and had tackled the Egyptian to the ground. Malik snarled as he flipped Jou off of him, his Rod dislodged from his hand, but his other hand touched the gun. Malik took it into his hand and pointed it at the golden haired angel's head, smiling in a daemonic way.
"Good bye boy," Malik said. His head went back and a silent scream came from his lips as Seto shoved the Millennium Rod into Malik's back. Seto grabbed Malik and turned him around, slamming his body into the wall so that the dagger went all the way through, breaking into the other side. He coughed up blood as his body began to slide down the wall and to the ground. Malik raised his head and looked unseeing into Seto's eyes. He raised his hand towards Seto, but then it fell away as he took in his last breath. Seto was taking in shallow breaths, one hand clutching his right side. He was sure Malik had broken a few of his ribs as they were rolling about on the ground. Seto limped over to Jounouchi, falling to his knees by his side. He placed his hands onto him and shook him gently.
"Katsuya?" Seto whispered to him. He didn't respond. "KATSUYA!?"
***
"You can come in for a little bit, but then you should leave, the patient needs his rest."
Soft voices whispered above his head, reminding him of the wind chimes that hung in the backyard of some vast home that he visited. They clinked and shimmered beautifully to his ears.
"So how long has he been like this?"
"About three and half days now."
"Do you think he'll wake up from his coma?"
"Yes, I believe in him. He's stronger than he looks and he's as stubborn as they come."
He felt a warm hand slide into his own, holding it gently as he felt another hand touch his head gently, brushing away the locks from his head. He groaned slightly, finally realizing that his eyes were closed and that was why it was so dark. Opening them slowly, he saw blurred visions of people standing around him, one sitting next to him and looking intently at him. He blinked. What marvelous sapphire eyes this man had, and such beautifully colored chestnut hair. He reached up and stroked his hair gently.
"Katsuya?"
Katsuya…oh yes that was his first name. However, who was this man that spoke his name with a lover's grace? A name floated across his mind like a gentle breeze. Seto…
"Seto?"
"Yes love, I'm here."
"Where are we?"
"We're in Domino City Hospital in the recovery room. We…we had an ordeal…you don't remember what happened?"
Jou thought for a moment and it came rushing back to him with such a force that he whimpered slightly. He saw visions of what had happened and his amber orbs filled with tears, coursing down the sides of his face. He cried then, not caring that his others friends were there in the room. Seto leaned his head against Jou's, murmuring gently to him. The others looked from Jou to Seto and smiled to themselves, leaving the room quietly, saying softly that they would return later. It was a few minutes before Jou calmed down enough to look at Seto, and speak to him.
"Is he…did you…?" Jou whispered through a tear choked throat.
"Yes, I did…" Seto said heavily.
"Oh Gods, Seto! My Seto…"
Seto leaned down and kissed Jou's broken lips, caressing them with his tongue. Jou responded to him out of love and desperation. He stroked the golden locks, telling him how much he needed him through their kiss. They kissed for several more minutes until the nurse and doctor came in and ruined the moment.
