Rain
By: Bakura's Little Disciple of Evil
Disclaimer: ::sigh:: sadly I don't own the YGO people. Oh, well. at least
you can't sue me now.
Prologue * Analyzation
Seto Kaiba sighed as he closed the door to his top floor office. He had just
got back from patrolling the streets of Battle City. It was a dark, gloomy day
and it was drizzling. On his way back to Kaiba Corp. he had ran into the one
person that knew exactly how to push his buttons: Jounouchi Katsuya. He
never had understood why Jou could get to him the way he did, but it had
always just happened. Jou had never actually done anything to him, he had
never even actually spoken to him, but at the time, for some unknown
reason, Seto had been compelled to be mean to Jou. He had guessed that it
was because he was a 3rd rate duelist, but even then, deep down, he had to
admit to himself that that was not the reason at all. He knew that Jou was
actually a very good duelist, but his attempts to try and convince himself
otherwise had been rendered useless. But Seto was smarter now, and he
knew better. He now knew exactly why that puppy always got to him the
way that he did: it was because Jou was his puppy; he just didn't know it yet.
For the longest time, Seto had tried and tried to understand, and for the
longest time, he never found his answer. until one day.
The sky was a steely-gray, and the rain hadn't died for days. Seto had been
enjoying a rare moments peace inside a small gazebo that sat overlooking
the entire beach on a cliffside of emerald grass. He had been sipping a
French Vanilla cappuccino quite contentedly when he noticed a blonde
figure clad in blue jeans and a green jacket step up to the water's edge. Even
through the rains steady downfall and the distance between the two, Seto
could still recognize that figure. he could recognize it from anywhere. It
was Jou. He had been staring out into the ocean, thinking something over. It
was then that Seto had realized that this whole time, he had loved Jou. Seto
didn't know how, or why for that matter, but it just didn't really matter
anymore. All he knew was that somehow, someway, they would spend the
rest of eternity together.
~*~
Yeah. I know it's short. it is a prologue, after all. I'll have to come up
with a better excuse for the next two chapters. the longer chapters start on
ch. 3, I promise! Gonna go hide now.
By: Bakura's Little Disciple of Evil
Disclaimer: ::sigh:: sadly I don't own the YGO people. Oh, well. at least
you can't sue me now.
Prologue * Analyzation
Seto Kaiba sighed as he closed the door to his top floor office. He had just
got back from patrolling the streets of Battle City. It was a dark, gloomy day
and it was drizzling. On his way back to Kaiba Corp. he had ran into the one
person that knew exactly how to push his buttons: Jounouchi Katsuya. He
never had understood why Jou could get to him the way he did, but it had
always just happened. Jou had never actually done anything to him, he had
never even actually spoken to him, but at the time, for some unknown
reason, Seto had been compelled to be mean to Jou. He had guessed that it
was because he was a 3rd rate duelist, but even then, deep down, he had to
admit to himself that that was not the reason at all. He knew that Jou was
actually a very good duelist, but his attempts to try and convince himself
otherwise had been rendered useless. But Seto was smarter now, and he
knew better. He now knew exactly why that puppy always got to him the
way that he did: it was because Jou was his puppy; he just didn't know it yet.
For the longest time, Seto had tried and tried to understand, and for the
longest time, he never found his answer. until one day.
The sky was a steely-gray, and the rain hadn't died for days. Seto had been
enjoying a rare moments peace inside a small gazebo that sat overlooking
the entire beach on a cliffside of emerald grass. He had been sipping a
French Vanilla cappuccino quite contentedly when he noticed a blonde
figure clad in blue jeans and a green jacket step up to the water's edge. Even
through the rains steady downfall and the distance between the two, Seto
could still recognize that figure. he could recognize it from anywhere. It
was Jou. He had been staring out into the ocean, thinking something over. It
was then that Seto had realized that this whole time, he had loved Jou. Seto
didn't know how, or why for that matter, but it just didn't really matter
anymore. All he knew was that somehow, someway, they would spend the
rest of eternity together.
~*~
Yeah. I know it's short. it is a prologue, after all. I'll have to come up
with a better excuse for the next two chapters. the longer chapters start on
ch. 3, I promise! Gonna go hide now.