Separation
Chapter 5 The deeper the darkness...
Notes: Seto, here comes your big actions scene!
Seto: Yeay!
Joey: And since its Nyassa writing this, you can bet she's gonna milk it for all its worth!
Mokuba: Seto needs somebody in his bed, he's too alone, cooped up in his office all the time.
Ryou: What about me?
You and Marik and your Yami's get part of the chapter too!
Ryou: Yeay!
Bakura: Hell yeah!
~Ryou~
The pain woke me. I was used to that by now... but this was different. I heard somebody whimpering at the back of my mind... //Please no... hurts...//
//Yami-kun?//
//Ryou?//
//Its me...//
//Help...//
I woke up and got the shock of my life. My other half was right there, in front of me. He was writhing in pain, sweat on his forehead. "Yami-kun?" I leaned over him. He opened his eyes.
"Ryou... hurts..."
"Shhhh..." I hushed, leaning forward to stroke his hair.
"So empty..." My darkness... empty? I would have thought he'd be the last one to admit that.
Funny the things depression does to you.
I pushed my Yami's bangs back on his head. "Hang on. I'll try to remerge."
"Don't you think I fucking tried that already?" He demanded. "Its like something's blocking it." He cried out softly in pain again. "I... I can't stand it."
"That girl... it was her spell that did it." I was starting to panic now. The sense of emptiness was starting to catch up with me.
"That bitch... we're one for a reason... oooh... we're supposed to support each other..." He moaned softly. "That pharaoh got off easily. The longer we've been together... the more separation will hurt."
"It hurts me too." I could feel the confusion. It pounded in my ears. I switched to telepathy. //My heart... I want...//
//Ryou?//
//Hmm?//
//Fuck me, now.//
//WHAT??// I demanded.
//I need to be one with you somehow or I'll go insane.//
//You make it sound so simple.//
That was when he pulled my head down to kiss him. Gods he's a good kisser. I wanted him soooo bad it wasn't funny. We pulled apart for air for the barest moment. Then I pushed my yami gently down onto the pillow, kissing away his tears. //Gods, I never thought you'd let me do this... but I kinda like it.//
//Knew you wouldn't mind.// Bakura answered.
//Do you know how badly I wanted you?// I asked him.
//From the burgeoning hard on between your legs, I'd guess a lot.//
//Bakura!// I protested.
//Hmm?// He asked.
//Never mind.// I smirked, easing his barred sweater off of his head. //This thing looks like a prison uniform.// I said disdainfully as I flung it over my shoulder.
He chuckled and pulled me down to kiss him again. "Why do you think I was put in that ring hikari?"
"I'm not going to ask."
~Ishtar~
Unlike the other two, my Hikari wasn't doing so well. I woke to his thrashing and moaning in pain. "Hikari?"
Marik continued to jabber in Egyptian.
"Hikari are you alright?" I asked, panic beginning to well up in me now.
"pain..." Marik moaned.
"shhhh... Hikari, tell me where it hurts..." I pulled him into my arms.
"Inside... in... heart... tearing..."
No wonder. I thought. He had been with me all this time, we had been one since he'd turned 10. We hadn't always gotten along, but a bond is a bond. Like the Igbo once said of a debt, "It may grow moldy, but it never decays."
Oh gods. I wasn't as good at the Hikari thing as Yami or the Thief. What could I do? "Hikari-chan." I whispered softly. I turned Marik onto his back, and did what Isis did, soon after our bond formed. I rubbed his back, massaging the pain away. "Hikari... I have you... it doesn't have to hurt... I'll never let you go... believe me... I'm here..." My heart was pounding as panic welled up, cutting me as thoroughly as if I had done it with a knife. "Oh hikari, don't be afraid... please don't... I have you..."
"Ishtar?" Below me, Marik's eyes opened. "Ishtar... its aweful!"
I turned Marik over and I pulled him close to me.
"Yami-kun..." Marik said softly. "Take me."
"WHAT!"
"Make me whole..." Marik begged.
"I've never... I could never... oh Hikari you don't need that."
"I do... we're separate, but we can be whole again..." Marik begged, making his eyes very round. "If you knew how long I've loved you..."
He's so cute when he does that. "You... but I'm... I've been horrible to you, how could you possibly love me?"
"Hmmm..." Marik ran his finger over my lips. "Shall I count the ways?"
I shivered, passion starting to take hold. It was easier for me, I think, because I've known him since we were both very young. "That's not an answer hikari."
"Love never has an answer. It just is." Marik ran his hands along my waist, my hips, down my thighs. "It's the strongest power out there. Its what binds us together... all of us... its why I... why the other hikari's and yami's won't be able to resist each other. Why I can't resist you."
"And I'm supposed to think about this with you fondling my hard on?" I asked reasonably.
Marik gave me bambi eyes and tigger lips.
"Relax Hikari..." I shivered, pulling him into a kiss. "I love you too. Let me show you how many..."
~Joey~
I slipped out of my t-shirt and jacket and flopped backwards on the roll away that Seto had unearthed somewhere. "So its just you and Mokuba alone in this whole house?" I asked.
"Yes." Seto, oddly, kept his arms covered, but his legs bare. "It's a bit lonely sometimes."
Silence, awkward silence, then, "Joey, I've been thinking, we're actually more alike than I thought we were. We both have younger siblings that we'd give our left arm for. We both have fathers who are horrible to us."
Was it my imagination or was Seto's voice choked, like he was about to cry? Alarmed, I sat up and looked over at him. He was looking in the mirror. Seto's face was pensive. "Joey... if I show you something, you won't... tell the others will you?"
"Of course not. Why?"
Seto threw off his shirt. "Now you know why I wear long sleeves."
I looked at Seto, and I felt my heart breaking. His arms were covered in scars, slash scars. His back had so many belt marks that it looked like a tic-tac-toe grid. "Ohh Seto." I could fucking well see why he kept that quiet.
Seto bowed his head in shame. "My father... he beat me... after awhile, I... I started thinking that I deserved pain... so..." He was too ashamed to finish. Tears fell to the rug.
"Seto, you don't have to be ashamed. I understand how hard it is..." I took his hands in mine, holding them to my cheek. "Its alright Seto... oh..." I reached up to thumb his tears away gently. Seto buried his face in my hair.
"Joey." He murmured. I felt his tears. "Oh gods... I can let it out... I can let it go... Joey," he looked down at me. "I used to think that Yugi was so strong... that was why I couldn't leave him alone, why I couldn't leave you alone either. You never let anything get you down. And then..."
"Its scary when the people we think of as strong break." I whispered. "I watched my mom break, right before she took Shizuka away."
"It is..." Seto nodded. I had my arms wrapped around Seto Kaiba.
"I thought you hated me." I blinked, pulling back a few inches.
"Who ever said that?" Seto asked, eyes widening a bit.
"Didn't you? You called me names, you... you picked fights..." I stammered.
Seto rested his head on mine again. "Like a child begging for attention. It was like... like I always had to prove I was better, but I knew that I couldn't..."
Gods, our faces were so close... what was wrong with me? I... I wanted to kiss him!
Seto spared me the indecisiveness. He leaned down and kissed me gently, on the lips. I was so shocked that for a moment it didn't register. Then I felt something shiver in the back of my mind. I leaned into the kiss. I felt Seto's tongue run across my lips. I opened my mouth for him, fighting to maintain dominance and losing, but I didn't care. It was joy beyond joy. I realized that I loved him, I loved Seto Kaiba! I wanted to shout it to the world, but I was too busy kissing him.
Seto pushed me back onto the bed and we pulled back for air. "Wow." I breathed.
"Wow." Seto echoed. "Oh Joey, your expression was so cute."
"We tell nobody that this happened." I said, looking up at him shyly.
"Agreed." Seto panted. "Gods I never thought I would feel this way about anyone."
I clung to him, to his warm, rippling muscles. "So what do we do?"
"I want to see where this goes." Seto said thoughtfully. He wrapped his arms around my waist. I snuggled my face into the hollow of his neck. "Do you?"
I nodded. "I want to shout it to the world, but I'll keep it quiet if that's what you want." I told him.
Seto ran a hand down my cheek. "Gods, I never realized how beautiful you are." He whispered. Seto's breath tickled my ear.
"Thanks, I think." I smiled up at him.
Seto leaned down to kiss me again, and I was lost in those incredible eyes. I moaned softly, shivering in pleasure. "gods..." I whispered. There was no way that this was wrong.
My eyes fluttered closed, Seto kissed my closed eyelids. I leaned up to nuzzle his neck, licking and sucking at the juncture between his neck and shoulder. Seto moaned, bucking his hips against mine.
I felt like, like everything that had happened to us made sense, because it had all been leading up to this point. I continued working my lips down his shoulder. Meanwhile, Seto had made his way to the nerves at the back of my neck. I cried out softly in pleasure. "Seto..."
"Hmm?" He murmured, licking at the point.
"We're going to need turtlenecks tomorrow." I stated.
He chuckled. "Silly puppy." Seto murmured affectionately.
My hands slid down his sides, down his hips, resting on his butt. Panting, Seto dug his fingers into my hips, caressing my sides. Our lips met again. Seto's hand shot out to the nightstand, reaching for the light cord. Finding it, the lights went out, and I found security at last, in the arms of my love.
Chapter 5 The deeper the darkness...
Notes: Seto, here comes your big actions scene!
Seto: Yeay!
Joey: And since its Nyassa writing this, you can bet she's gonna milk it for all its worth!
Mokuba: Seto needs somebody in his bed, he's too alone, cooped up in his office all the time.
Ryou: What about me?
You and Marik and your Yami's get part of the chapter too!
Ryou: Yeay!
Bakura: Hell yeah!
~Ryou~
The pain woke me. I was used to that by now... but this was different. I heard somebody whimpering at the back of my mind... //Please no... hurts...//
//Yami-kun?//
//Ryou?//
//Its me...//
//Help...//
I woke up and got the shock of my life. My other half was right there, in front of me. He was writhing in pain, sweat on his forehead. "Yami-kun?" I leaned over him. He opened his eyes.
"Ryou... hurts..."
"Shhhh..." I hushed, leaning forward to stroke his hair.
"So empty..." My darkness... empty? I would have thought he'd be the last one to admit that.
Funny the things depression does to you.
I pushed my Yami's bangs back on his head. "Hang on. I'll try to remerge."
"Don't you think I fucking tried that already?" He demanded. "Its like something's blocking it." He cried out softly in pain again. "I... I can't stand it."
"That girl... it was her spell that did it." I was starting to panic now. The sense of emptiness was starting to catch up with me.
"That bitch... we're one for a reason... oooh... we're supposed to support each other..." He moaned softly. "That pharaoh got off easily. The longer we've been together... the more separation will hurt."
"It hurts me too." I could feel the confusion. It pounded in my ears. I switched to telepathy. //My heart... I want...//
//Ryou?//
//Hmm?//
//Fuck me, now.//
//WHAT??// I demanded.
//I need to be one with you somehow or I'll go insane.//
//You make it sound so simple.//
That was when he pulled my head down to kiss him. Gods he's a good kisser. I wanted him soooo bad it wasn't funny. We pulled apart for air for the barest moment. Then I pushed my yami gently down onto the pillow, kissing away his tears. //Gods, I never thought you'd let me do this... but I kinda like it.//
//Knew you wouldn't mind.// Bakura answered.
//Do you know how badly I wanted you?// I asked him.
//From the burgeoning hard on between your legs, I'd guess a lot.//
//Bakura!// I protested.
//Hmm?// He asked.
//Never mind.// I smirked, easing his barred sweater off of his head. //This thing looks like a prison uniform.// I said disdainfully as I flung it over my shoulder.
He chuckled and pulled me down to kiss him again. "Why do you think I was put in that ring hikari?"
"I'm not going to ask."
~Ishtar~
Unlike the other two, my Hikari wasn't doing so well. I woke to his thrashing and moaning in pain. "Hikari?"
Marik continued to jabber in Egyptian.
"Hikari are you alright?" I asked, panic beginning to well up in me now.
"pain..." Marik moaned.
"shhhh... Hikari, tell me where it hurts..." I pulled him into my arms.
"Inside... in... heart... tearing..."
No wonder. I thought. He had been with me all this time, we had been one since he'd turned 10. We hadn't always gotten along, but a bond is a bond. Like the Igbo once said of a debt, "It may grow moldy, but it never decays."
Oh gods. I wasn't as good at the Hikari thing as Yami or the Thief. What could I do? "Hikari-chan." I whispered softly. I turned Marik onto his back, and did what Isis did, soon after our bond formed. I rubbed his back, massaging the pain away. "Hikari... I have you... it doesn't have to hurt... I'll never let you go... believe me... I'm here..." My heart was pounding as panic welled up, cutting me as thoroughly as if I had done it with a knife. "Oh hikari, don't be afraid... please don't... I have you..."
"Ishtar?" Below me, Marik's eyes opened. "Ishtar... its aweful!"
I turned Marik over and I pulled him close to me.
"Yami-kun..." Marik said softly. "Take me."
"WHAT!"
"Make me whole..." Marik begged.
"I've never... I could never... oh Hikari you don't need that."
"I do... we're separate, but we can be whole again..." Marik begged, making his eyes very round. "If you knew how long I've loved you..."
He's so cute when he does that. "You... but I'm... I've been horrible to you, how could you possibly love me?"
"Hmmm..." Marik ran his finger over my lips. "Shall I count the ways?"
I shivered, passion starting to take hold. It was easier for me, I think, because I've known him since we were both very young. "That's not an answer hikari."
"Love never has an answer. It just is." Marik ran his hands along my waist, my hips, down my thighs. "It's the strongest power out there. Its what binds us together... all of us... its why I... why the other hikari's and yami's won't be able to resist each other. Why I can't resist you."
"And I'm supposed to think about this with you fondling my hard on?" I asked reasonably.
Marik gave me bambi eyes and tigger lips.
"Relax Hikari..." I shivered, pulling him into a kiss. "I love you too. Let me show you how many..."
~Joey~
I slipped out of my t-shirt and jacket and flopped backwards on the roll away that Seto had unearthed somewhere. "So its just you and Mokuba alone in this whole house?" I asked.
"Yes." Seto, oddly, kept his arms covered, but his legs bare. "It's a bit lonely sometimes."
Silence, awkward silence, then, "Joey, I've been thinking, we're actually more alike than I thought we were. We both have younger siblings that we'd give our left arm for. We both have fathers who are horrible to us."
Was it my imagination or was Seto's voice choked, like he was about to cry? Alarmed, I sat up and looked over at him. He was looking in the mirror. Seto's face was pensive. "Joey... if I show you something, you won't... tell the others will you?"
"Of course not. Why?"
Seto threw off his shirt. "Now you know why I wear long sleeves."
I looked at Seto, and I felt my heart breaking. His arms were covered in scars, slash scars. His back had so many belt marks that it looked like a tic-tac-toe grid. "Ohh Seto." I could fucking well see why he kept that quiet.
Seto bowed his head in shame. "My father... he beat me... after awhile, I... I started thinking that I deserved pain... so..." He was too ashamed to finish. Tears fell to the rug.
"Seto, you don't have to be ashamed. I understand how hard it is..." I took his hands in mine, holding them to my cheek. "Its alright Seto... oh..." I reached up to thumb his tears away gently. Seto buried his face in my hair.
"Joey." He murmured. I felt his tears. "Oh gods... I can let it out... I can let it go... Joey," he looked down at me. "I used to think that Yugi was so strong... that was why I couldn't leave him alone, why I couldn't leave you alone either. You never let anything get you down. And then..."
"Its scary when the people we think of as strong break." I whispered. "I watched my mom break, right before she took Shizuka away."
"It is..." Seto nodded. I had my arms wrapped around Seto Kaiba.
"I thought you hated me." I blinked, pulling back a few inches.
"Who ever said that?" Seto asked, eyes widening a bit.
"Didn't you? You called me names, you... you picked fights..." I stammered.
Seto rested his head on mine again. "Like a child begging for attention. It was like... like I always had to prove I was better, but I knew that I couldn't..."
Gods, our faces were so close... what was wrong with me? I... I wanted to kiss him!
Seto spared me the indecisiveness. He leaned down and kissed me gently, on the lips. I was so shocked that for a moment it didn't register. Then I felt something shiver in the back of my mind. I leaned into the kiss. I felt Seto's tongue run across my lips. I opened my mouth for him, fighting to maintain dominance and losing, but I didn't care. It was joy beyond joy. I realized that I loved him, I loved Seto Kaiba! I wanted to shout it to the world, but I was too busy kissing him.
Seto pushed me back onto the bed and we pulled back for air. "Wow." I breathed.
"Wow." Seto echoed. "Oh Joey, your expression was so cute."
"We tell nobody that this happened." I said, looking up at him shyly.
"Agreed." Seto panted. "Gods I never thought I would feel this way about anyone."
I clung to him, to his warm, rippling muscles. "So what do we do?"
"I want to see where this goes." Seto said thoughtfully. He wrapped his arms around my waist. I snuggled my face into the hollow of his neck. "Do you?"
I nodded. "I want to shout it to the world, but I'll keep it quiet if that's what you want." I told him.
Seto ran a hand down my cheek. "Gods, I never realized how beautiful you are." He whispered. Seto's breath tickled my ear.
"Thanks, I think." I smiled up at him.
Seto leaned down to kiss me again, and I was lost in those incredible eyes. I moaned softly, shivering in pleasure. "gods..." I whispered. There was no way that this was wrong.
My eyes fluttered closed, Seto kissed my closed eyelids. I leaned up to nuzzle his neck, licking and sucking at the juncture between his neck and shoulder. Seto moaned, bucking his hips against mine.
I felt like, like everything that had happened to us made sense, because it had all been leading up to this point. I continued working my lips down his shoulder. Meanwhile, Seto had made his way to the nerves at the back of my neck. I cried out softly in pleasure. "Seto..."
"Hmm?" He murmured, licking at the point.
"We're going to need turtlenecks tomorrow." I stated.
He chuckled. "Silly puppy." Seto murmured affectionately.
My hands slid down his sides, down his hips, resting on his butt. Panting, Seto dug his fingers into my hips, caressing my sides. Our lips met again. Seto's hand shot out to the nightstand, reaching for the light cord. Finding it, the lights went out, and I found security at last, in the arms of my love.