Title: Tears And Blood
Chapter: 3
Author: Danyella Skyler Silverfire
Website: None
Rating: R
Genre(s): Angst/Supernatural/Crossover... eventually... now. Okay it's Gundam Wing. And something else. But ya gotta guess what. It would be to easy to just tell you.
Pairing(s): Katsuya/?, Eventual Katsuya Seto... in the far distant future.
Summary: A new millennium item finds a home, and as things get more complicated, it becomes obvious that something is not what it seems.
Chapter Summery: Katsuya has a little talk with Yukio again. Then he wakes up and is in the hospital. Again. And look he has company.
Warnings: Major Angst ahead. I am going to be extremely mean to them but bear with me. I am going somewhere with all the angst. And just so you know I am most likely to piss off all my readers. And I'm very proud of this.
Disclaimer: I don't own them though I wish I did.
Author's Note: Evil Yukio. Revelations on just what/who he is to Katsuya. Seto torture/embarrassment. Drugged up Katsuya. And mention of shoulder people. And foot people. No, not sexual. But there is quite a bit of cursing. Especially from Seto.
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Chapter Three - Damn the Kitsune, Damn the Tongue
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Unknown time later A.C. 195?
~Katsuya's Dreamscape~
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ _//"Well this definitely proves it. You are my son," Yukio said with an amused smile from where he lounged on a tree branch his right leg dangling down and one hand pillowing his head as he looked up at the canopy above them with his left hand draped loosely on his stomach. "Not that I didn't know that before though."
"Son? Wha? You goin' senile in yer old age or somethin' jiji?" Katsuya asked with a frown as he realized he was crouched on a tree branch with his tail slowly waving back and forth behind/below him. 'Creepy.'
"Oh, didn't I mention it before, kit? You're my son. Couldn't you tell? I mean you had to get your looks and charm from somewhere. You certainly couldn't have gotten it from that man your mother married," Yukio stated smugly, turning his head to look at him. "Besides I highly doubt he had the imagination to come up with a name like Katsuya. And I don't think you disagree with me on that."
"Hey! I agree that pop's may not be brilliant but he does okay. Sure he ignores me as much as possible and shit but he still keeps me fed and clothed ya know. 'Sides how can a figment of my imagination be my father? Don' make sense. Not even for my life lately," Katsuya said, defending the man who had raised him. Sure he wasn't a model dad, but he didn't beat him or nothing so that was good for him. Even if Katsuya did sometimes wish he did because that would mean that he notices that he was even there and not some roommate that bums off of him. Not that he would ever admit that. He's not stupid no matter what Kaiba might say.
"Kit, I am many things but a figment of a hormonal teenager is not one of them," Yukio told him before chuckling, softly green eyes twinkling in amusement.
"Uh-huh. Then how come I only ever see ya in these dreams then? Why wouldn't you be part of my rather bizarre, I admit, mind," Katsuya pointed out with a smirk, waiting for Yukio to admit he was right.
"Don't tell me you've never heard of dream walking, kit. Besides I can't see you in real life do to some...history shall we say," Yukio stated softly, before he turned his head to look up at the canopy again but with one ear turned towards him.
"Yeah, 'cause you're a dream. As I said," Katsuya pointed out smugly.
"No. Because of your mother. Let's just say we didn't part on the best of terms and leave it at that," Yukio said flatly, a serious look on his face.
"An' just what were these 'circumstances' that yer insisting happened between you and mom. I think I have a right ta know if ya really are my dad," Katsuya said, frowning softly. 'Odd. That's the first time I've actually seen him with a serious expression. It looks...odd on him."
" I would rather not get into it. It's rather personal anyway. But it still doesn't change the fact you're my son no matter how you deny it," Yukio said with great dignity, as he inspected the nails on his left hand.
"Yeah right. She dumped ya didn' she?" Katsuya said smugly, humoring his older companion. 'I've heard that your supposed to humor the insane. I suppose that count's even if it's yourself.'
"That's over simplifying it by a great deal but that is essentially it yes." Yukio stated flatly, dropping his hand back on his stomach.
"Oh," Katsuya said, surprised that he admitted to it. Maybe there was something to what Yukio was spouting off. He would never admit to being dumped by a girl, even to himself. Let alone so casually, "So if ya _are_ my dad, and ya and mom had a really bad breakup, is Yukio yer real name?" he asked curiously.
Yukio laughed, "Very astute of you kit. No Yukio is not my real name. And no I won't tell you what it is. Not yet anyway. If I told you, you might let something slip, and there should be no way you would know my name. So I use Yukio. It's close enough. After a fashion."
Katsuya gave him a suspicious look but his eyes showing his amusement, "Yer not Yuug' are ya. Cause if ya are then ya got ta be lyin' even more so if yer his Yami. Cause he's dead and the dead can't have kid's the last I heard. And I doubt that's changed since then."
"No I'm not your little friend. Nice joke though. You haven't seen me since you where four anyway, so stop reaching," Yukio said amused, as he started to tap softly on the branch with his, admittedly, fluffy tail. "Anyway enough serious talk. Head's up."
"Huh?" was all that Katsuya got out before the branch under him shifted and he was falling through the air before he landed with a high-pitched yelp and a splash.
Katsuya surfaced and tilted his head back as he shoved his now wet hair out of the way to look at the cackling kitsune above him, "That's a misuse of power ya know!"
"If you say so kit, but remember, I _am_ a kitsune. Besides, I believe it is time for you to wake up now. I shall see you later," so saying Yukio faded out still laughing, leaving a cursing Katsuya that began to feel groggy as his surroundings began to fade, much like his 'father' had. 'Damn manipulative bastard. What _is_ it about me that seems to draw them anyway?'\\_
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Real world...maybe
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Katsuya groggily opened his eyes before he immediately shut them again.
There was light.
Lots of it.
It hurt.
Damn bastards and their leaving the lights on when the injured are trying to recover and wake up. So inconsiderate.
"Jou, you awake?" Yuugi's voice asked coming from somewhere over his left shoulder.
Huh. He was on his stomach. Odd. He hated to sleep on his stomach. Katsuya thought with a frown. He tried to roll over onto his side but stopped as a pain in his back suddenly made itself known. 'Odd. It's talking to me.'
Whispering as if from another room and he could hear but not hear, 'Don't move, don't move. For if you do I will get louder, and you wouldn't want that now would you.'
'Damn. Even pain is being rude to me.' Katsuya thought with a confused/annoyed frown. "Why...do I have pain?" he managed to croak out. 'Even my voice is against me. Damn'
"Well you were shot in the back Jou." Honda's voice said coming from over his right shoulder.
"Oh...Yuugi and Honda are my little shoulder people....that's....strange." Katsuya croaked his frown getting deeper. Now Anzu was there laughing at him. "I thought there were only supposed to be two shoulder people. And that one seems to be from my foot. Maybe it's 'cause of the whole dancer thing. Where's the other foot person?" The laugher got louder and his shoulder people where joining in. 'Their all against me. That's not right.' Katsuya thought pouting.
"Open your eye's for me Jou-chan." Sally's voice ordered coming from next to him.
Katsuya reluctantly opened his eyes then screamed in surprise, "Old woman! Away! Away!" as he jumped back and almost fell out of the bed. The only thing that stopped him from groping the floor was the fact that Honda was in the way. "You're a big shoulder person."
Honda looked closer at the drugged up blonde that had taken up residence in his arms, "Yup, his eyes are still dilated."
"Bad back. Screaming. Mean. Everyone's against me. Make it go away. Please?" Katsuya whined, looking up at Honda with widened, glassy eyes.
"That's not right," Honda said. "The puppy dog eyes get worse like that. All wide and horribly glazed. Here you take him Kaiba. Maybe you might be able to take it. You're a statue," He said, turning his body to face someone next to him.
"Oh. It's you. Bastard," Katsuya stated flatly.
"I love you too Jounouchi," Seto retorted taking Katsuya from Honda. "Where do you want him doctor? In the kennel?"
"Stop passing around my patient!" Sally yelled, coming around the bed.
"Yer so sweet to me Kaiba. Take me to the kennel, please." Katsuya batted his eyelashes at him before continuing, "She's going to experiment on me."
"You're just as paranoid when your injured and drugged as you are the rest of the time," Yuugi said shaking his head.
"Of course. I am perfect after all. You're all just jealous cause you're my shoulder, foot people." Katsuya stated nodding his head seriously before laying it on Seto's shoulder, "Ya smell good, ya know. Damn fantasy person."
Seto froze flabbergasted at what Katsuya had just told him. "Umm...." was all he could say. That's not right.
"Yup. He's gone." Sally said as she put away the used syringe. "Although the drugs shouldn't work that fast."
"Umm..." Again, all Seto could say.
"Huh. Kaiba's blushing. Neat." Anzu voice was _too_ cheerful.
"Umm..." Maybe the shock of Katsuya saying something nice about him fried his brain. The major problem being, that it sounded sexual. Especially to him for some reason. Thus, why he's blushing.
"Kaiba-sama?" Sally asked worriedly waving her hand in front of his face. "Well, he's gone."
"I know. He hasn't even noticed that Jou's asleep."
"Umm...." He could hear what they were saying. He just couldn't make himself say anything back. Except, well, "Umm...." you know.
"Huh. Kaiba _is_ human after all. Damn. Now I owe Otogi a favor. Damn." Honda cursed, before trying to remove Katsuya from Seto's arms. The key word there is tried. The thing is he couldn't tell who was holding on to who. So understandably that complicated things. Greatly.
"Now that's just cute." Anzu said.
Seto narrowed his eyes and opened his mouth to say something cutting. But all that came was, "Umm..." 'Damnit. Damn the brain! Damn the brain! Or was it the tongue? Wait! No tongues! No tongues! Tongues are bad! What a funny sounding word, tongue. Huh, never thought of that before.' Seto was obviously in shock. A lot of shock. More than seeing Pegasus in a _black_ suit shock. And his tongue wasn't working. 'Damnit.'
"I think I need some help here guys. They won't let go," Honda stated flatly. "Do you think there's something we should know about them?"
"We could put them both on the same bed. Hey look Kaiba's blushing more," Anzu pointed out.
"Umm..." but his mind screamed, 'No! Not the bed! Bed bad! Very bad! Worse than tongue! Damn them! Damn them all! Especially damn the blush!' As you can see things were not going well for Seto. But well for everyone else. They were getting a free show at his expense. Not to mention blackmail material.
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Authors Notes: Yes Yukio is a character from another anime/manga. But I'm not telling which one. But I will give you a hint, he has blonde hair and green eyes. Other than that I give you nothing. Nothing you hear me! *cackles wildly* Anyway tell me who you think it is and if your right I'll email you. If not keep guessing. Anyway hoped you liked this chapter.
Review replies:
Jenniyah: I'm glad you think so. And those answers just might be answered. And maybe I will provide the answers next chapter. Then again maybe not. That's the thing about angst ya know?
Alostblackcat: Glad you like it. And don't worry. I _will_ update.
Kage Kashu: Well....that was special. Hope you get over that empathy thing. Cause from what I understand being shot in the back hurts a lot.
Ru-chan: Glad you liked it. And I intend to don't worry.
Chapter: 3
Author: Danyella Skyler Silverfire
Website: None
Rating: R
Genre(s): Angst/Supernatural/Crossover... eventually... now. Okay it's Gundam Wing. And something else. But ya gotta guess what. It would be to easy to just tell you.
Pairing(s): Katsuya/?, Eventual Katsuya Seto... in the far distant future.
Summary: A new millennium item finds a home, and as things get more complicated, it becomes obvious that something is not what it seems.
Chapter Summery: Katsuya has a little talk with Yukio again. Then he wakes up and is in the hospital. Again. And look he has company.
Warnings: Major Angst ahead. I am going to be extremely mean to them but bear with me. I am going somewhere with all the angst. And just so you know I am most likely to piss off all my readers. And I'm very proud of this.
Disclaimer: I don't own them though I wish I did.
Author's Note: Evil Yukio. Revelations on just what/who he is to Katsuya. Seto torture/embarrassment. Drugged up Katsuya. And mention of shoulder people. And foot people. No, not sexual. But there is quite a bit of cursing. Especially from Seto.
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Chapter Three - Damn the Kitsune, Damn the Tongue
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Unknown time later A.C. 195?
~Katsuya's Dreamscape~
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ _//"Well this definitely proves it. You are my son," Yukio said with an amused smile from where he lounged on a tree branch his right leg dangling down and one hand pillowing his head as he looked up at the canopy above them with his left hand draped loosely on his stomach. "Not that I didn't know that before though."
"Son? Wha? You goin' senile in yer old age or somethin' jiji?" Katsuya asked with a frown as he realized he was crouched on a tree branch with his tail slowly waving back and forth behind/below him. 'Creepy.'
"Oh, didn't I mention it before, kit? You're my son. Couldn't you tell? I mean you had to get your looks and charm from somewhere. You certainly couldn't have gotten it from that man your mother married," Yukio stated smugly, turning his head to look at him. "Besides I highly doubt he had the imagination to come up with a name like Katsuya. And I don't think you disagree with me on that."
"Hey! I agree that pop's may not be brilliant but he does okay. Sure he ignores me as much as possible and shit but he still keeps me fed and clothed ya know. 'Sides how can a figment of my imagination be my father? Don' make sense. Not even for my life lately," Katsuya said, defending the man who had raised him. Sure he wasn't a model dad, but he didn't beat him or nothing so that was good for him. Even if Katsuya did sometimes wish he did because that would mean that he notices that he was even there and not some roommate that bums off of him. Not that he would ever admit that. He's not stupid no matter what Kaiba might say.
"Kit, I am many things but a figment of a hormonal teenager is not one of them," Yukio told him before chuckling, softly green eyes twinkling in amusement.
"Uh-huh. Then how come I only ever see ya in these dreams then? Why wouldn't you be part of my rather bizarre, I admit, mind," Katsuya pointed out with a smirk, waiting for Yukio to admit he was right.
"Don't tell me you've never heard of dream walking, kit. Besides I can't see you in real life do to some...history shall we say," Yukio stated softly, before he turned his head to look up at the canopy again but with one ear turned towards him.
"Yeah, 'cause you're a dream. As I said," Katsuya pointed out smugly.
"No. Because of your mother. Let's just say we didn't part on the best of terms and leave it at that," Yukio said flatly, a serious look on his face.
"An' just what were these 'circumstances' that yer insisting happened between you and mom. I think I have a right ta know if ya really are my dad," Katsuya said, frowning softly. 'Odd. That's the first time I've actually seen him with a serious expression. It looks...odd on him."
" I would rather not get into it. It's rather personal anyway. But it still doesn't change the fact you're my son no matter how you deny it," Yukio said with great dignity, as he inspected the nails on his left hand.
"Yeah right. She dumped ya didn' she?" Katsuya said smugly, humoring his older companion. 'I've heard that your supposed to humor the insane. I suppose that count's even if it's yourself.'
"That's over simplifying it by a great deal but that is essentially it yes." Yukio stated flatly, dropping his hand back on his stomach.
"Oh," Katsuya said, surprised that he admitted to it. Maybe there was something to what Yukio was spouting off. He would never admit to being dumped by a girl, even to himself. Let alone so casually, "So if ya _are_ my dad, and ya and mom had a really bad breakup, is Yukio yer real name?" he asked curiously.
Yukio laughed, "Very astute of you kit. No Yukio is not my real name. And no I won't tell you what it is. Not yet anyway. If I told you, you might let something slip, and there should be no way you would know my name. So I use Yukio. It's close enough. After a fashion."
Katsuya gave him a suspicious look but his eyes showing his amusement, "Yer not Yuug' are ya. Cause if ya are then ya got ta be lyin' even more so if yer his Yami. Cause he's dead and the dead can't have kid's the last I heard. And I doubt that's changed since then."
"No I'm not your little friend. Nice joke though. You haven't seen me since you where four anyway, so stop reaching," Yukio said amused, as he started to tap softly on the branch with his, admittedly, fluffy tail. "Anyway enough serious talk. Head's up."
"Huh?" was all that Katsuya got out before the branch under him shifted and he was falling through the air before he landed with a high-pitched yelp and a splash.
Katsuya surfaced and tilted his head back as he shoved his now wet hair out of the way to look at the cackling kitsune above him, "That's a misuse of power ya know!"
"If you say so kit, but remember, I _am_ a kitsune. Besides, I believe it is time for you to wake up now. I shall see you later," so saying Yukio faded out still laughing, leaving a cursing Katsuya that began to feel groggy as his surroundings began to fade, much like his 'father' had. 'Damn manipulative bastard. What _is_ it about me that seems to draw them anyway?'\\_
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Real world...maybe
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Katsuya groggily opened his eyes before he immediately shut them again.
There was light.
Lots of it.
It hurt.
Damn bastards and their leaving the lights on when the injured are trying to recover and wake up. So inconsiderate.
"Jou, you awake?" Yuugi's voice asked coming from somewhere over his left shoulder.
Huh. He was on his stomach. Odd. He hated to sleep on his stomach. Katsuya thought with a frown. He tried to roll over onto his side but stopped as a pain in his back suddenly made itself known. 'Odd. It's talking to me.'
Whispering as if from another room and he could hear but not hear, 'Don't move, don't move. For if you do I will get louder, and you wouldn't want that now would you.'
'Damn. Even pain is being rude to me.' Katsuya thought with a confused/annoyed frown. "Why...do I have pain?" he managed to croak out. 'Even my voice is against me. Damn'
"Well you were shot in the back Jou." Honda's voice said coming from over his right shoulder.
"Oh...Yuugi and Honda are my little shoulder people....that's....strange." Katsuya croaked his frown getting deeper. Now Anzu was there laughing at him. "I thought there were only supposed to be two shoulder people. And that one seems to be from my foot. Maybe it's 'cause of the whole dancer thing. Where's the other foot person?" The laugher got louder and his shoulder people where joining in. 'Their all against me. That's not right.' Katsuya thought pouting.
"Open your eye's for me Jou-chan." Sally's voice ordered coming from next to him.
Katsuya reluctantly opened his eyes then screamed in surprise, "Old woman! Away! Away!" as he jumped back and almost fell out of the bed. The only thing that stopped him from groping the floor was the fact that Honda was in the way. "You're a big shoulder person."
Honda looked closer at the drugged up blonde that had taken up residence in his arms, "Yup, his eyes are still dilated."
"Bad back. Screaming. Mean. Everyone's against me. Make it go away. Please?" Katsuya whined, looking up at Honda with widened, glassy eyes.
"That's not right," Honda said. "The puppy dog eyes get worse like that. All wide and horribly glazed. Here you take him Kaiba. Maybe you might be able to take it. You're a statue," He said, turning his body to face someone next to him.
"Oh. It's you. Bastard," Katsuya stated flatly.
"I love you too Jounouchi," Seto retorted taking Katsuya from Honda. "Where do you want him doctor? In the kennel?"
"Stop passing around my patient!" Sally yelled, coming around the bed.
"Yer so sweet to me Kaiba. Take me to the kennel, please." Katsuya batted his eyelashes at him before continuing, "She's going to experiment on me."
"You're just as paranoid when your injured and drugged as you are the rest of the time," Yuugi said shaking his head.
"Of course. I am perfect after all. You're all just jealous cause you're my shoulder, foot people." Katsuya stated nodding his head seriously before laying it on Seto's shoulder, "Ya smell good, ya know. Damn fantasy person."
Seto froze flabbergasted at what Katsuya had just told him. "Umm...." was all he could say. That's not right.
"Yup. He's gone." Sally said as she put away the used syringe. "Although the drugs shouldn't work that fast."
"Umm..." Again, all Seto could say.
"Huh. Kaiba's blushing. Neat." Anzu voice was _too_ cheerful.
"Umm..." Maybe the shock of Katsuya saying something nice about him fried his brain. The major problem being, that it sounded sexual. Especially to him for some reason. Thus, why he's blushing.
"Kaiba-sama?" Sally asked worriedly waving her hand in front of his face. "Well, he's gone."
"I know. He hasn't even noticed that Jou's asleep."
"Umm...." He could hear what they were saying. He just couldn't make himself say anything back. Except, well, "Umm...." you know.
"Huh. Kaiba _is_ human after all. Damn. Now I owe Otogi a favor. Damn." Honda cursed, before trying to remove Katsuya from Seto's arms. The key word there is tried. The thing is he couldn't tell who was holding on to who. So understandably that complicated things. Greatly.
"Now that's just cute." Anzu said.
Seto narrowed his eyes and opened his mouth to say something cutting. But all that came was, "Umm..." 'Damnit. Damn the brain! Damn the brain! Or was it the tongue? Wait! No tongues! No tongues! Tongues are bad! What a funny sounding word, tongue. Huh, never thought of that before.' Seto was obviously in shock. A lot of shock. More than seeing Pegasus in a _black_ suit shock. And his tongue wasn't working. 'Damnit.'
"I think I need some help here guys. They won't let go," Honda stated flatly. "Do you think there's something we should know about them?"
"We could put them both on the same bed. Hey look Kaiba's blushing more," Anzu pointed out.
"Umm..." but his mind screamed, 'No! Not the bed! Bed bad! Very bad! Worse than tongue! Damn them! Damn them all! Especially damn the blush!' As you can see things were not going well for Seto. But well for everyone else. They were getting a free show at his expense. Not to mention blackmail material.
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Authors Notes: Yes Yukio is a character from another anime/manga. But I'm not telling which one. But I will give you a hint, he has blonde hair and green eyes. Other than that I give you nothing. Nothing you hear me! *cackles wildly* Anyway tell me who you think it is and if your right I'll email you. If not keep guessing. Anyway hoped you liked this chapter.
Review replies:
Jenniyah: I'm glad you think so. And those answers just might be answered. And maybe I will provide the answers next chapter. Then again maybe not. That's the thing about angst ya know?
Alostblackcat: Glad you like it. And don't worry. I _will_ update.
Kage Kashu: Well....that was special. Hope you get over that empathy thing. Cause from what I understand being shot in the back hurts a lot.
Ru-chan: Glad you liked it. And I intend to don't worry.