Sweet Cup'ncakes I'm back! Well, I can't help but write, with all you
loyal fans out there! *world dies of laughter* Yes, well, I'm not going to
blither on like I did forever last time, on to the show!
Disclaimer: Yah, you knew it was comin'! I dun own YuGiOh, though I claim Yami's pants! *glomps him*
Warning: Ponderings of Shonen-ai in this chappy. If you don't like it, then why the heck are you even in this fict me bucko? O.o You should've bailed a while ago.
Rated: PG 13 for swearing, hints of Yaoi, and my bad writing skills. ^-^ Yay me!
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The room was dark and cold. Kaiba sat hunched and brooding in an overstuffed armchair close to the unlit grate of the fireplace.
He had been thinking of Jounouchi almost non-stop over the last three weeks. His thoughts of Jounouchi were even beginning to border on the obsessive.
He hadn't noticed it much at first. He'd relate a certain sight or smell with the mutt. That was just fine. Kind of like associating a bad smell with a skunk. But then the dreams had started again.
At first Jou had appeared at randomly, but then he had appeared more often, each time he appeared the meetings became more and more intimate. Soon Kaiba no longer wanted to sleep, because every time he closed his eyes he'd see Jou's face inches from his. He could hear Jou's voice whispering in the darkness. He could feel Jou's hands running through his hair. He could breath in Jou's scent. It was all driving him mad.
This mutt was supposed to be his enemy, but his subconscious dream-world didn't seem to care. It seemed to enjoy being shamelessly close to Jounouchi. Too close for the conscious Kaiba to like. Or at least try to convince himself he didn't like.
He wouldn't admit it, but he was frightened of the fact that he was enjoying his dreams, thinking himself perverted.
Kaiba's mental state slowly deteriorated from the lack of sleep. Finally he shut himself up in this room. He had to try to sort out what the hell was wrong with him.
If only I could find out if...
If what? He was madly in love with one of the people he despised the most?
No. It's not true. It can't be and I won't let it be.
Kaiba shifted his weight deeper into the chair, his scowl deepening.
But if it is...
He shook his head slowly from side to side. He couldn't let this tweak in his brain affect his company.
Already he had heard whispers of talk about him. People would whisper when they thought he wasn't there, then go silent and watch him as soon as he appeared.
They were beginning to lose their respect for him. He didn't like that. Not at all.
"Screw him."
Kaiba stood up defiant of himself and strode to the doorway. Unlocking it he pressed the intercom on the wall.
"Send Mokuba to my study, now."
A crackling voice answered instantly, "right away sir."
Pacing back to his chair he turned abruptly as he heard the intercom come to life again.
"Sir?"
"What is it?"
"Mokuba has already gone to bed sir."
Kaiba's face softened. His brother had been working so hard lately, not to mention constantly trying to find out what was wrong.
"Sir?" The questioning voice on the other end broke into his thought.
"Fine. If he wakes up and wants to know were I am, let him know I've gone out."
"Shall I send for the limo?"
"No," Kaiba slid into his trench coat, "I'll be going out alone."
Gliding over to the heavy oak doors he swung them open and meandered down to the front gates of the mansion. Pushing them open he nodded to the guard on duty and purposefully strode down the sidewalk, though he had nowhere to go in particular.
He glanced up at the dark, heavy rain-clouds above him. They looked as if they were ready to dump a monsoon onto him where he stood. Kaiba, hunching over as a gust of wind plucked at his hair and jacket, quickly crossed the street and entered an almost deserted park.
He didn't know how long he walked for, lost in the labyrinth of his thoughts, when the first drop hit his cheek. Sullenly, he wiped it off and glanced again to the heavens.
Closing his eyes, he faced upwards, letting the rain wash over him, soaking through his jacket, shirt, and hair. Lowering his face he wrapped his arms together and stood there, until he no longer felt the drops. He began to walk again.
Slowly he wandered the park, completely alone, listening to the far off sound of traffic and the busy world he was now isolated from. Or so he thought.
Out of the corner of his eye Kaiba saw a person fall into step with him and lift a large black umbrella to cover him as well.
He turned his head and recoiled mentally. Jounouchi.
Jou didn't say anything, just glanced up at Kaiba's face, then looked forward again, his expression unreadable.
Kaiba fidgeted mentally and wondered where Jou had come from, and why he wasn't trying to pick a fight.
They walked like this for an hour, Kaiba soaked, Jou silent. Finally they left the park, heading in the direction of the mansion. They stopped outside the gate and watched each other intently. Breaking the his gaze, Jou turned, and as silently he had come, he left.
Kaiba stood confused and uncertain, the rain creeping into his collar and down his back. This meeting had been so uncharacteristic. The mutt not even opening his mouth once. Kaiba hated toadmit it, but he loved being so close to Jou, walking through the park in the rain.
How did the mutt make him feel like this. No one made him feel this way. He ran a hand through his drenched hair, then smiled.
Stupid bastard he muttered contentedly in his mind.
He turned and headed for the mansion, smiling.
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Nya, sorry to make you guys wait so long for this. I've been uber busy with school, not to mention grounded off the compie XD;; The chappy's a bit boring, I know, but I really wanted to add the part about the walk in the park. ^-^ I've actually drwn a pic for it. Once I've finished it, and it's up on my DA I'll add a link for those of you who want to see it. I'll try hard to update soon.
~Li~
(Please R&R X3 )
Disclaimer: Yah, you knew it was comin'! I dun own YuGiOh, though I claim Yami's pants! *glomps him*
Warning: Ponderings of Shonen-ai in this chappy. If you don't like it, then why the heck are you even in this fict me bucko? O.o You should've bailed a while ago.
Rated: PG 13 for swearing, hints of Yaoi, and my bad writing skills. ^-^ Yay me!
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The room was dark and cold. Kaiba sat hunched and brooding in an overstuffed armchair close to the unlit grate of the fireplace.
He had been thinking of Jounouchi almost non-stop over the last three weeks. His thoughts of Jounouchi were even beginning to border on the obsessive.
He hadn't noticed it much at first. He'd relate a certain sight or smell with the mutt. That was just fine. Kind of like associating a bad smell with a skunk. But then the dreams had started again.
At first Jou had appeared at randomly, but then he had appeared more often, each time he appeared the meetings became more and more intimate. Soon Kaiba no longer wanted to sleep, because every time he closed his eyes he'd see Jou's face inches from his. He could hear Jou's voice whispering in the darkness. He could feel Jou's hands running through his hair. He could breath in Jou's scent. It was all driving him mad.
This mutt was supposed to be his enemy, but his subconscious dream-world didn't seem to care. It seemed to enjoy being shamelessly close to Jounouchi. Too close for the conscious Kaiba to like. Or at least try to convince himself he didn't like.
He wouldn't admit it, but he was frightened of the fact that he was enjoying his dreams, thinking himself perverted.
Kaiba's mental state slowly deteriorated from the lack of sleep. Finally he shut himself up in this room. He had to try to sort out what the hell was wrong with him.
If only I could find out if...
If what? He was madly in love with one of the people he despised the most?
No. It's not true. It can't be and I won't let it be.
Kaiba shifted his weight deeper into the chair, his scowl deepening.
But if it is...
He shook his head slowly from side to side. He couldn't let this tweak in his brain affect his company.
Already he had heard whispers of talk about him. People would whisper when they thought he wasn't there, then go silent and watch him as soon as he appeared.
They were beginning to lose their respect for him. He didn't like that. Not at all.
"Screw him."
Kaiba stood up defiant of himself and strode to the doorway. Unlocking it he pressed the intercom on the wall.
"Send Mokuba to my study, now."
A crackling voice answered instantly, "right away sir."
Pacing back to his chair he turned abruptly as he heard the intercom come to life again.
"Sir?"
"What is it?"
"Mokuba has already gone to bed sir."
Kaiba's face softened. His brother had been working so hard lately, not to mention constantly trying to find out what was wrong.
"Sir?" The questioning voice on the other end broke into his thought.
"Fine. If he wakes up and wants to know were I am, let him know I've gone out."
"Shall I send for the limo?"
"No," Kaiba slid into his trench coat, "I'll be going out alone."
Gliding over to the heavy oak doors he swung them open and meandered down to the front gates of the mansion. Pushing them open he nodded to the guard on duty and purposefully strode down the sidewalk, though he had nowhere to go in particular.
He glanced up at the dark, heavy rain-clouds above him. They looked as if they were ready to dump a monsoon onto him where he stood. Kaiba, hunching over as a gust of wind plucked at his hair and jacket, quickly crossed the street and entered an almost deserted park.
He didn't know how long he walked for, lost in the labyrinth of his thoughts, when the first drop hit his cheek. Sullenly, he wiped it off and glanced again to the heavens.
Closing his eyes, he faced upwards, letting the rain wash over him, soaking through his jacket, shirt, and hair. Lowering his face he wrapped his arms together and stood there, until he no longer felt the drops. He began to walk again.
Slowly he wandered the park, completely alone, listening to the far off sound of traffic and the busy world he was now isolated from. Or so he thought.
Out of the corner of his eye Kaiba saw a person fall into step with him and lift a large black umbrella to cover him as well.
He turned his head and recoiled mentally. Jounouchi.
Jou didn't say anything, just glanced up at Kaiba's face, then looked forward again, his expression unreadable.
Kaiba fidgeted mentally and wondered where Jou had come from, and why he wasn't trying to pick a fight.
They walked like this for an hour, Kaiba soaked, Jou silent. Finally they left the park, heading in the direction of the mansion. They stopped outside the gate and watched each other intently. Breaking the his gaze, Jou turned, and as silently he had come, he left.
Kaiba stood confused and uncertain, the rain creeping into his collar and down his back. This meeting had been so uncharacteristic. The mutt not even opening his mouth once. Kaiba hated toadmit it, but he loved being so close to Jou, walking through the park in the rain.
How did the mutt make him feel like this. No one made him feel this way. He ran a hand through his drenched hair, then smiled.
Stupid bastard he muttered contentedly in his mind.
He turned and headed for the mansion, smiling.
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Nya, sorry to make you guys wait so long for this. I've been uber busy with school, not to mention grounded off the compie XD;; The chappy's a bit boring, I know, but I really wanted to add the part about the walk in the park. ^-^ I've actually drwn a pic for it. Once I've finished it, and it's up on my DA I'll add a link for those of you who want to see it. I'll try hard to update soon.
~Li~
(Please R&R X3 )