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Disclaimer: [smirks] Who says I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!...[is told]Oh! Ehehe...[sweatdrops]
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Author's Note: --.--" That was a lame disclaimer...
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Dedication: Anime, I think there is something wrong with one of us, because you say you want to know what happens. YOU, Anime, think this is...entertaining...? [Shakes head sadly] And all because of the accident with the football...ouch.
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When He Loved Me
By Pikachu Hunter
Chapter Four: Tears And Smiles
"I don't have time for this." Seto said quietly.
"Oh, you mean you don't have time for me. That's right, because ever since you met her, I've been second string to you! Isn't that right, Seto?" Yami snapped, crossing his arms.
"Yami, are you going to let our past get in the way of a friendship we can still have? It's history, it's all behind us now!" Seto exclaimed, trying to make his voice sound more friendly. Sure, he didn't want the same relationship with Yami as he had o e pined for, but...he wished they could still be friends.
"I bet she isn't!" Yami said, turning his gaze to the floor.
"She has a name, you know!" Seto felt himself go on the defensive side for who he'd been dating since high school senior year, and was engaged to currently. How could he not...? She was, after all, his fiancé...
"Well I don't give shit for damned fucking Janice, okay?! Are you getting the message?!" Yami felt his throat begin to get sore, and his eyes felt hot. Not again...it was like history was repeating itself!
"Yami, would you listen to yourself?! Stop being so selfish!" Seto wondered if the words had come out wrong. Maybe selfish wasn't the right word...
"Yami..." Seto felt his heart racing. What was he supposed to say about this? His best friend, who he felt so close to, despite only knowing him for a month, was...gay?
"Don't look at me!" Yami turned in his seat, and looked out the window with his teary face close to the glass. He stared as cars raced by, and listened to the whirring of the bus' engine.
"Yami...listen to me..." Seto put a hand on his friend's shoulder. "I am not going to abandon you because you're different. I will never stop being your friend. You're one of the only people who cared to make friends with me, and I treasure you for tha " He felt himself making such a connection with Yami...but how to tell his best friend about his own problems?
"You mean...you're not going to tell everyone, and make fun of me?" Yami blinked slowly, and used the back of his hand to wipe the tears from one of his burning cheeks. His back was still to Seto.
"No, Yami. I'm not. Um...but I should tell you something about myself that I've been keeping from you..."
"What is it?" Yami asked, turning around.
"I..." Seto flushed. The inside of his collar was getting warm, and he felt like his shirt was choking him.
"You can tell me. We'll keep each other's secrets." Yami gave a small smile, barely visible, and held out a hand to shake with Seto's. Seto nodded. "Okay, it's a deal." He said, shaking Yami's hand.
"So what's your secret?" Yami asked.
"Selfish?! Well, if that's what you think I'm being, then you should also know why! Of course I still have feelings for you, and of course I hate you being with Janice! Seto, I love you! I have since the day I met you! Why can't things just be the same " Yami felt his throat close up, and his eyes welling up with tears.
Seto was also on the edge of tears. He couldn't help but feel the pain of the past as he and Yami fought the second of such arguments. "They just...can't." Seto said, looking down.
"Why not, Seto? Why can't we be together?" Yami felt himself weaken, and his muscles become less tense.
Later, in May that year, Yami found himself wandering the halls during class, a book under his arm.
"Skipping again, Motou?" Smirked Seto, who was leaning against a nearby bank of lockers. Yami smiled, and walked over to him. "Class can go take a boo." Yami stated.
"I agree." Seto nodded.
"So what are we waiting for, Se-chan? Let's go somewhere else." Yami suggested.
"I know where to go!" Seto grabbed Yami's hand, and pulled him quickly down the hall. Yami, startled by the sudden tugging, dropped his textbook, leaving 'French, Level Four' open to page seventy-three.
"Because, Yami...I'm getting married." Seto sighed. There...it was out. He wondered if it hurt Yami to hear that as much as it hurt him to say it. Yami's pained looking expression told all, saying yes, he was crushed. "S-Seto..." Yami whispered. He fel like he was losing his voice...and he was out of breath, as well.
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I have a feeling this chapter was somewhat shorter than the others. But I found it satisfying...although I believe Anime is beginning to RUN this fiction...first it was "Kill Tea and do it this way," and then it was "Use my OC for Seto's person."! What ext, Anime?!
In other news...if, per chance, you have an IQ level lower than mine (highly unlikely, but still...), Seto's "secret" was that he was BI, or preferred either gender. --.--" I have no idea why, so don't complain. I just write the stuff, not put logic an statistics with it...
--Kai
Disclaimer: [smirks] Who says I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!...[is told]Oh! Ehehe...[sweatdrops]
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Author's Note: --.--" That was a lame disclaimer...
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Dedication: Anime, I think there is something wrong with one of us, because you say you want to know what happens. YOU, Anime, think this is...entertaining...? [Shakes head sadly] And all because of the accident with the football...ouch.
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When He Loved Me
By Pikachu Hunter
Chapter Four: Tears And Smiles
"I don't have time for this." Seto said quietly.
"Oh, you mean you don't have time for me. That's right, because ever since you met her, I've been second string to you! Isn't that right, Seto?" Yami snapped, crossing his arms.
"Yami, are you going to let our past get in the way of a friendship we can still have? It's history, it's all behind us now!" Seto exclaimed, trying to make his voice sound more friendly. Sure, he didn't want the same relationship with Yami as he had o e pined for, but...he wished they could still be friends.
"I bet she isn't!" Yami said, turning his gaze to the floor.
"She has a name, you know!" Seto felt himself go on the defensive side for who he'd been dating since high school senior year, and was engaged to currently. How could he not...? She was, after all, his fiancé...
"Well I don't give shit for damned fucking Janice, okay?! Are you getting the message?!" Yami felt his throat begin to get sore, and his eyes felt hot. Not again...it was like history was repeating itself!
"Yami, would you listen to yourself?! Stop being so selfish!" Seto wondered if the words had come out wrong. Maybe selfish wasn't the right word...
"Yami..." Seto felt his heart racing. What was he supposed to say about this? His best friend, who he felt so close to, despite only knowing him for a month, was...gay?
"Don't look at me!" Yami turned in his seat, and looked out the window with his teary face close to the glass. He stared as cars raced by, and listened to the whirring of the bus' engine.
"Yami...listen to me..." Seto put a hand on his friend's shoulder. "I am not going to abandon you because you're different. I will never stop being your friend. You're one of the only people who cared to make friends with me, and I treasure you for tha " He felt himself making such a connection with Yami...but how to tell his best friend about his own problems?
"You mean...you're not going to tell everyone, and make fun of me?" Yami blinked slowly, and used the back of his hand to wipe the tears from one of his burning cheeks. His back was still to Seto.
"No, Yami. I'm not. Um...but I should tell you something about myself that I've been keeping from you..."
"What is it?" Yami asked, turning around.
"I..." Seto flushed. The inside of his collar was getting warm, and he felt like his shirt was choking him.
"You can tell me. We'll keep each other's secrets." Yami gave a small smile, barely visible, and held out a hand to shake with Seto's. Seto nodded. "Okay, it's a deal." He said, shaking Yami's hand.
"So what's your secret?" Yami asked.
"Selfish?! Well, if that's what you think I'm being, then you should also know why! Of course I still have feelings for you, and of course I hate you being with Janice! Seto, I love you! I have since the day I met you! Why can't things just be the same " Yami felt his throat close up, and his eyes welling up with tears.
Seto was also on the edge of tears. He couldn't help but feel the pain of the past as he and Yami fought the second of such arguments. "They just...can't." Seto said, looking down.
"Why not, Seto? Why can't we be together?" Yami felt himself weaken, and his muscles become less tense.
Later, in May that year, Yami found himself wandering the halls during class, a book under his arm.
"Skipping again, Motou?" Smirked Seto, who was leaning against a nearby bank of lockers. Yami smiled, and walked over to him. "Class can go take a boo." Yami stated.
"I agree." Seto nodded.
"So what are we waiting for, Se-chan? Let's go somewhere else." Yami suggested.
"I know where to go!" Seto grabbed Yami's hand, and pulled him quickly down the hall. Yami, startled by the sudden tugging, dropped his textbook, leaving 'French, Level Four' open to page seventy-three.
"Because, Yami...I'm getting married." Seto sighed. There...it was out. He wondered if it hurt Yami to hear that as much as it hurt him to say it. Yami's pained looking expression told all, saying yes, he was crushed. "S-Seto..." Yami whispered. He fel like he was losing his voice...and he was out of breath, as well.
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I have a feeling this chapter was somewhat shorter than the others. But I found it satisfying...although I believe Anime is beginning to RUN this fiction...first it was "Kill Tea and do it this way," and then it was "Use my OC for Seto's person."! What ext, Anime?!
In other news...if, per chance, you have an IQ level lower than mine (highly unlikely, but still...), Seto's "secret" was that he was BI, or preferred either gender. --.--" I have no idea why, so don't complain. I just write the stuff, not put logic an statistics with it...
--Kai