Disclaimer: VERY graphic chapter. Those who don't like vomit and blood,
please don't read this! If you do anyway, the health-risks involved are NOT
my fault. Again, this is a very depressing story. Expect lots of pain and
lots of "Poor-Seto"'s coming. Yugi plays a pivital role in this as well.
Also, I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or Seto Kaiba, but if I did, he would always be
clean.
~Yugi's Perspective~
Yugi watched as Seto ran out of the room. The loud bang of the desk had shaken him from his daydreaming and the entire class was now whispering excitedly as the teacher tried to calm them down. Yugi stood up and asked to be excused. The teacher agreed reluctantly, then went to pick up the desk Seto had knocked over. Running out the door, he ran through the hallways, looking for any traces of Seto. As he came upon the water fountain, he finally found him. There was Seto, slouched over the water fountain. His form was bent and looked as if it had been broken several times. Seto was clawing at his eyes, weeping soundlessly. Yugi approached him slowly, but Seto seemed to hear it. "W-who are you?! Get away from me!", Seto shouted, reaching his arm out and punching the air around him. After a few minutes, he curled up in the fetal position, still clawing at his face. Yugi stood still, trying to breathe softly. When Seto finally believed that the person had gone, he let down his guard, also letting down his hands. Yugi was shocked to see Seto's tear- streaked face was covered in blood and vomit; his once blue eyes now red and puffy. Apparently, Seto had gone temporarily blind; or at least that was all Yugi could think of. But soon, Yugi's prediction was proven wrong as Seto raised his eyes to Yugi's face. Slowly, Seto opened his mouth to speak. "...Why, Motou? Why'd you have to come out here... to see me like this...? Something I can do for you, Motou? Going to tell your little friends now? Well, laugh it up... Here I am.", Seto croaked, his voice small and cracked. Yugi approached him a little more, and cautiously pushed over a tissue. Seto stared at it for a moment, then looked back up at him. "It's to wipe off your face, Kaiba-kun.", Yugi said smoothly. "Please use it. I won't tell anyone about it." Seto looked shocked. Yugi smiled, pushing the tissue a little closer. Getting down on his hands and knees, Yugi got to eye-level with Seto, a sympathetic and pure smile still on his gentle face. Reluctantly, Seto grabbed the tissue from the floor and began to wipe the blood off of his face. Yugi pushed over a soda from his backpack to get rid of the vomit taste, which Seto drank eagerly. Yugi didn't know what happened to Seto or why, but he wanted to help in any way he could.
~Seto's Perspective~
Seto stared at the water fountain for a few seconds before proceeding to throw up in it. His body shivered and convulsed as it went on; several times in all before it was over. Seto bent over the water fountain, staring into it. Blood had mixed with his vomit, but that didn't matter right now. All that he wanted was to make the world stop spinning. Raising his hands to his face, he began to tear at his eyes, voicelessly screaming out in pain. His raw throat felt as if it were made of sandpaper, his eyes now watering and tearing up. The spinning continued. Why wouldn't it stop?! He had thrown up, wasn't that enough?! Slamming his head against the wall, he continued to claw and tear and rip at his eyelids. They were beginning to hurt, but he didn't care. Falling onto his knees, he cried out as a sharp pain shot through his body. He convulsed, and threw up again. He couldn't take it anymore. Finally he gave up, curling up in a little ball on the floor and hiding his face from the world. Suddenly, he heard footsteps. Jerking his body up painfully into an upright position, he peeked through his fingers to see who was disturbing him. Of course. It had to be. Dammit. It was him. Yugi Motou. Seto growled as Yugi spotted him and began to approach. Seto began to swing his arm violently, not wanting him any closer. "W-Who are you?! Get away from me!", Seto heard himself shout. It was as if he was no longer in his body. As if he was on the outside looking at his broken form collapsed on the ground. Yugi stopped, and stared open- mouthed at him. Damn him. Seto curled up, hoping that he would just go away. Rocking back and forth on his side, Seto closed his eyes and wished for Yugi to leave. After a few minutes, Seto heard footsteps coming closer. Apparently Motou hadn't taken the hint that he wanted to be left alone. Dammit... "...Why Motou? Why'd you have to come out here... to see me like this...? Something I can do for you, Motou? Going to tell your little friends now? Well, laugh it up... Here I am.", Seto breathed. He was shocked at the sound of his own voice. It sounded almost like the dry crackling of autumn leaves beneath a person's feet. But Yugi didn't take the hint. He mearly walked closer to Seto, cautiously, but still closer. Seto stared as Yugi placed a tissue on the ground and pushed it over towards him. "It's to wipe off your face, Kaiba-kun.", Yugi whispered. "Please use it. I won't tell anyone about it." Seto stared for a few more seconds, then grabbed the tissue from the floor, feverishly wiping his face off, trying to clean himself; trying to purge himself of this feeling. Yugi took a soda out of his bag and passed it over to him. Seto took it and snapped off the top eagerly, drinking it in large gulps to get rid of the taste of blood and vomit in his mouth. It hurt when it went down his throat, but he didn't care. It was still better than that awful taste. Anything was better than that awful taste. Raising his eyes to look at Yugi, Seto found that he had bent down to his eye-level and was now staring at him in concern. Why was Motou doing this? What were his alternative motives? Whatever it was, Seto didn't care at the moment. His throat was raw, his mouth tasted like shit, and the world was still spinning.
~Yugi's Perspective~
Yugi watched as Seto ran out of the room. The loud bang of the desk had shaken him from his daydreaming and the entire class was now whispering excitedly as the teacher tried to calm them down. Yugi stood up and asked to be excused. The teacher agreed reluctantly, then went to pick up the desk Seto had knocked over. Running out the door, he ran through the hallways, looking for any traces of Seto. As he came upon the water fountain, he finally found him. There was Seto, slouched over the water fountain. His form was bent and looked as if it had been broken several times. Seto was clawing at his eyes, weeping soundlessly. Yugi approached him slowly, but Seto seemed to hear it. "W-who are you?! Get away from me!", Seto shouted, reaching his arm out and punching the air around him. After a few minutes, he curled up in the fetal position, still clawing at his face. Yugi stood still, trying to breathe softly. When Seto finally believed that the person had gone, he let down his guard, also letting down his hands. Yugi was shocked to see Seto's tear- streaked face was covered in blood and vomit; his once blue eyes now red and puffy. Apparently, Seto had gone temporarily blind; or at least that was all Yugi could think of. But soon, Yugi's prediction was proven wrong as Seto raised his eyes to Yugi's face. Slowly, Seto opened his mouth to speak. "...Why, Motou? Why'd you have to come out here... to see me like this...? Something I can do for you, Motou? Going to tell your little friends now? Well, laugh it up... Here I am.", Seto croaked, his voice small and cracked. Yugi approached him a little more, and cautiously pushed over a tissue. Seto stared at it for a moment, then looked back up at him. "It's to wipe off your face, Kaiba-kun.", Yugi said smoothly. "Please use it. I won't tell anyone about it." Seto looked shocked. Yugi smiled, pushing the tissue a little closer. Getting down on his hands and knees, Yugi got to eye-level with Seto, a sympathetic and pure smile still on his gentle face. Reluctantly, Seto grabbed the tissue from the floor and began to wipe the blood off of his face. Yugi pushed over a soda from his backpack to get rid of the vomit taste, which Seto drank eagerly. Yugi didn't know what happened to Seto or why, but he wanted to help in any way he could.
~Seto's Perspective~
Seto stared at the water fountain for a few seconds before proceeding to throw up in it. His body shivered and convulsed as it went on; several times in all before it was over. Seto bent over the water fountain, staring into it. Blood had mixed with his vomit, but that didn't matter right now. All that he wanted was to make the world stop spinning. Raising his hands to his face, he began to tear at his eyes, voicelessly screaming out in pain. His raw throat felt as if it were made of sandpaper, his eyes now watering and tearing up. The spinning continued. Why wouldn't it stop?! He had thrown up, wasn't that enough?! Slamming his head against the wall, he continued to claw and tear and rip at his eyelids. They were beginning to hurt, but he didn't care. Falling onto his knees, he cried out as a sharp pain shot through his body. He convulsed, and threw up again. He couldn't take it anymore. Finally he gave up, curling up in a little ball on the floor and hiding his face from the world. Suddenly, he heard footsteps. Jerking his body up painfully into an upright position, he peeked through his fingers to see who was disturbing him. Of course. It had to be. Dammit. It was him. Yugi Motou. Seto growled as Yugi spotted him and began to approach. Seto began to swing his arm violently, not wanting him any closer. "W-Who are you?! Get away from me!", Seto heard himself shout. It was as if he was no longer in his body. As if he was on the outside looking at his broken form collapsed on the ground. Yugi stopped, and stared open- mouthed at him. Damn him. Seto curled up, hoping that he would just go away. Rocking back and forth on his side, Seto closed his eyes and wished for Yugi to leave. After a few minutes, Seto heard footsteps coming closer. Apparently Motou hadn't taken the hint that he wanted to be left alone. Dammit... "...Why Motou? Why'd you have to come out here... to see me like this...? Something I can do for you, Motou? Going to tell your little friends now? Well, laugh it up... Here I am.", Seto breathed. He was shocked at the sound of his own voice. It sounded almost like the dry crackling of autumn leaves beneath a person's feet. But Yugi didn't take the hint. He mearly walked closer to Seto, cautiously, but still closer. Seto stared as Yugi placed a tissue on the ground and pushed it over towards him. "It's to wipe off your face, Kaiba-kun.", Yugi whispered. "Please use it. I won't tell anyone about it." Seto stared for a few more seconds, then grabbed the tissue from the floor, feverishly wiping his face off, trying to clean himself; trying to purge himself of this feeling. Yugi took a soda out of his bag and passed it over to him. Seto took it and snapped off the top eagerly, drinking it in large gulps to get rid of the taste of blood and vomit in his mouth. It hurt when it went down his throat, but he didn't care. It was still better than that awful taste. Anything was better than that awful taste. Raising his eyes to look at Yugi, Seto found that he had bent down to his eye-level and was now staring at him in concern. Why was Motou doing this? What were his alternative motives? Whatever it was, Seto didn't care at the moment. His throat was raw, his mouth tasted like shit, and the world was still spinning.