I'm back from the dead, but I changed my name...I know it has to be confusing, and I'm sorry...but that's how it is. This chapter only helps to develop the plot. I was hoping to shove some intentional fluff in here...but it didn't work out quite the way I planned. That's just the way things are, I suppose.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh. I do own the poem, which I call "Water Lullaby".
Tale of a Water Sprite: Chapter 3
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Katsuya's eyes widened at the close proximity of the other boy, and he hoped that they were close enough that the blush spreading over his cheeks was invisible. "Do you need to be so close?" he squeaked, suddenly feeling the urge to be very, very far away from here. He wouldn't even begin to process the fact he had been given by Kaiba into some time later over lunch."I do not particularly need to be this close, no, but I find it more intimidating when I am in close range to the person I am trying to, for lack of a better word, intimidate," breathed Seto, a smile, whatever the intent behind it, brightening up his face and showing perfectly straight, white teeth.
"You're not intimidating," the blonde said, "now get your disgusting morning breath out of my face! At least I had the decency to brush after I woke up." This only caused Kaiba to laugh sadistically.
"You act as if I have you cornered, pup."
"You do, you jerk off!" Jou practically yelled, his fists tightening at his sides. Seto laughed and pulled back, running his fingers lightly along the blonde's arms as he did so. Jounouchi Katsuya shuddered--and not from disgust.
"Now, I expect you're going to want to talk. And, seeing as it is nearly lunchtime, perhaps we could fill your mouth and stomach at the same time so that I may get a word in without you asking questions and, ultimately, talking far more than anyone would wish," the CEO stated calmly. Let the puppy have his shouts and taunts, the boy will be mine, and no others'.
Jounouchi closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, letting a long breath out. When the honey orbs opened again, they contained acceptance. "All right, we'll do this your way, okay? Just...just stay off, okay?" The feigned innocent smile he received was not comforting.
The two sat across from each other in a secluded part of the restaurant, 'L'entrée Près de L'eau', neither saying a word. They ate salads quietly, Katsuya showing off exquisite manners, surprising the CEO and causing him to stare.
"What do you want, Kaiba?" Jounouchi asked, having felt eyes on her personage for quite some time. He took a quick bite of salad, chewing it thoughtfully and staring at the brunette with raised eyebrow.
"I'm just wondering where you learned such table manners. Such aren't befitting of a miz-"
"Don't even say it, Kaiba. We came here to discuss whatever it is that my past, or whatever it is, has to do with you. I did not come here to be stared at or taunted. I just want the truth," said Jounouchi tiredly, cutting off Seto. Another bite of salad and Katsuya said, "Besides, I have no idea where my table manners came from. I've just...always eaten like this...it comes as a habit, I guess."
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A lone white haired boy sat forlornly on a feather-soft bed, his head buried in his hands. If one were to observe closely, they would notice the shoulders of the thin boy shaking ever-so-slightly. Not only that, but, to any passerbys with exceptional hearing, a muffled whimpering was to be heard. The golden Sennen Ring sat precariously on the edge of the end table where he had set it in a rush to get it off of him and away at the same time./Hikari! Put the fucking ring on and open the door right this instant!!/ came a very soft, yet stern, voice in the back of the light- haired boy's mind. He knew it must be hard for his Yami--his darkness--to contact him without him wearing the ring.
No! Not until you give it back! I hate you, Bakura! I hate you! I want you out of here and leave it in front of the door...and don't think of coming back! screamed the cream skinned boy, knowing very well the one of the ring could hear him, albeit faintly. Tears slowly leaked from brown eyes, as hands made a furious attempt to clear them away.
Loud rapping on the door caused a strangled whimper to make its way from the boy, tears falling faster. "Hikari! Ryou, please let me in!" yelled the man on the other side of the door, his 'please' sounding forced, almost as he seldom used the word. The knob jangled loudly, alerting Ryou that Bakura, for that was whom is was, was trying his hardest to get in.
"Just leave me alone, you good for nothing--!" yelled Ryou, his voice cracking oddly near the end. Tired of the loud pounding on his door, Ryou stormed across the room, tears now falling freely, and flipped on the radio, turning it up nearly to full blast and drowning the valiant attempts of his yami to break in, out. Having done this, he dove into the comforter on his bed and cried his heart out, grabbing an obscured picture on his bedside table and hugging it close to his chest, falling asleep as he wore himself down.
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Kaiba sighed as he stared at the blonde, his eyes falling over the finely chiseled face of the man. He made a note of the way his jaw moved as he ate; the way his eyelashes brushed along slightly pink cheeks when the boy blinked. He took note of the perfect posture and air of contentment made from the picture of, in Seto's eyes, perfection.
"What do you want to know?" Kaiba asked suddenly and marveled at the way the blonde didn't jump, taking the question in stride and showing no notion that the sudden question had caught him off guard.
"I want to know what you have to tell me," said Katsuya, carefully eating a forkful of pasta, his eyes closing briefly and enjoying the flavor.
"I will tell you my memories, and I hope you stay, even though you may not like what I have to tell you, all right?" Katsuya nodded in affirmation.
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Perhaps it was the quiet that woke him, or maybe the soft caresses made by callused hands that alerted his body that it was no longer time to rest. Maybe it was soft words spoken clearly and meant to heal that brought him to that gradual awareness.. Whatever it was, the boy's eyes opened slowly, adjusting to the near darkness of the room. Sleepily, they made out the form perched on the edge of his bed.
"In these times of darkness
I learned never to fear
I've waited for so many days
Just to know you're near
Living in the shadow
Searching for the light
I sing a water lullaby
And wait for starry night,"
It took a moment to register the white hair and deep brown eyes, but when it did, the reaction was immediate. Chocolate orbs widened, and the boy yelled for the other to leave, pleading with him and making toward the door. He got no further than having his feet touch the ground before a clear cylinder was thrust in his face.
"If I wanted forever
I'd look toward the sea
The crystal blue water
Made just for you and me
Water sings me to sleep
Makes everything right
Caresses our feelings
Turns day into night,"
The cylinder seemed to be filled with water and the glass looked newly polished because the boy knew there had been several fingerprints littered throughout the surface. The look of joy that filled the boy's face, however, did not match the seemingly insignificant contents.
"I did not realize how much this...tube of water meant to you, or I would not have taken it," replaced the soft words abruptly. Chocolate met chocolate and the innocent smiled, bringing the one who had woken him into a hug.
"I...suppose I may have overreacted, Bakura...you didn't know...no one does. I'm just surprised you found it in the first place," said Ryou, his eyes never leaving the tube.
"May I know why this...thing is so important to you?" Bakura asked quietly, almost as if to not break the mood.
"I...suppose...but its hard, you know? I've been away for so long...and now there's so much happening. Its all coming to a head, and I'm not sure I made the right decision by agreeing to watch after Katsuya," said the youth, shaking his head, and clasping the tube more tightly than before. Bakura, for once, sat quietly--almost patiently--while he waited for his small light to continue.
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"I have been searching for you for nearly six years," started Seto, his eyes gazing at the young man in front of him. Previously mentioned boy sat with a slowly forming shocked look on his face and set his silver fork back on his plate, meal forgotten for now.
"Why have you been...searching for me? And for so long?" the blonde asked quietly, cautiously.
"I'm trying to fulfill a prophesy of sorts, Katsuya. Please let me finish my tale, or I may not be able to."
"A-all right. Just please don't turn out to be some sort of stalker..." said Katsuya, gradually looking less tense and staying quiet.
"All right. Six years, is how long I have been looking for you. At first, it was just to fulfill this prophecy. It was one my adoptive father told me about a few years after he adopted Mokuba and I. He had a good laugh at the fact that he wouldn't allow me to work on it until he died.
"I started work on it almost immediately without his knowledge, and he never suspected otherwise. I lost so much data in those first years after starting when he would walk in and I would quickly close the programs without saving to make it look like I was doing real work. It was a major setback, but it allowed me to work more efficiently than if I had only read documents once over.
"The search seemed hopeless. Who could match the description of 'golden hair and honeyed eyes such as the world had never before known'? I was so wrapped up that it took me two years to realize that I had been going to school with the one that I was fated to meet, and it surprised me because it was whom I had always secretly wished it to be..." Kaiba trailed off, and Katsuya took the moment of silence to break in.
"Who was it?" he asked, curiosity lacing his voice, even though he was almost certain of whom it was because of recent hints.
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I hope you enjoyed that! I left it at a "bit" of a cliffy, even though you all know the answer, so it really isn't. I threw in the Ryou/Bakura because I get bored writing with just two characters, so I try to use more than that. They also will help move the plot along so that Ryou can explain his part in Jou's past and give us more insight as to why he left quicker than if Jou had to remember all by his sad little self. This is longer than usual...four pages without the A/Ns. I hope you haven't given up on me writing another chapter. I can honestly say it partly wasn't my fault. Only partly. My mom used the recovery disk on my comp...and we all know that means bye bye to all the story that I had. Which sucked.If anyone is still reading this, please review!! I will give you a chocolate cookie with sprinkles!