Timeless Love-
Chappie two! Now, this is going to semi-follow the series or manga in the end, somewhat. You'll find out why! **sigh** Once again, I hurt Ryou... it happens all-too often with me, he's just so hurt-able! Err, that's in Amby-chan's words, not mine.
All the parts that "follow the series or manga background", please don't mind any mistakes. I mean, I don't know when Seto and Mokuba received their lockets, or when DM was introduced.
Now, without further adieu!
Part 1- Little Lovers
Chapter 2-
"My boy's going to turn gay because of your son!"
Seto awoke to these words. It was Ryou's father yelling at his own. Seto sleepily threw a pillow over his head, choosing to ignore this.
"Your child is only eight; he'll grow out of it."
"Haven't you even listened to the teachers at their school? They are sleeping together."
"It's a phase; don't you read any psychology or child-care books?"
"Look, I mean it-!"
"Sh, they're asleep upstairs, there's no reason to wake them."
"I think I'll take my son home now."
Footsteps slowly walked towards the stairs.
"Ryou-chan? You awake?" He called to the boy in the pull-out bed.
"Yeah."
"I think it'd be best if you pretended to sleep until your dad comes."
Ryou nodded and closed his eyes, slowing his breathing. They had pulled this maneuver a few times, evading the problems that their dads had.
Who cares if I love Ryou? Why should that matter? Grownups always have problems realizing this. I know it'll change later, but...
He flipped around and snuggled into the covers, facing the wall and closing his eyes.
The door opened. "Ryou? Come on, time to go home."
Ryou let out a yawn. "Ohayoo tou-san." ((Good morning dad.))
"Ohayoo. Come on, time to go home. I have things to do today."
"Ok." He rubbed his eyes.
Seto played waking up. "Huh? Oh, ohayoo gozaimasu Bakura-sama."
"Ohayoo Seto." He sounded so much like he normally did when he picked up Ryou, no clues to a fight ever going on.
"Ja ne Seto-chan."
"Ja." Seto yawned again. ((See you later.))
Time passed, as time always does, as it never ends.
But the next major event in the lives of these two young boys happened a few months later.
Seto and Mokuba were at the Bakura household while their father was away for the weekend. Despite differences in views, Bakura-sama was always kind enough to allow the two over when needed.
They were eating dinner when a call came.
"Hello?" Ryou's father answered.
Silence. "Yes, the two boys are here. Huh? Why? Oh... oh my... he did? When? H-how? Yes, yes, I understand. I will be expecting you. Goodbye." The phone was hung up.
"Seto? Come here please."
Seto got up and placed his napkin on the table. "Yes sir?"
"Seto." Bakura-sama stooped down and put a hand on his shoulder. "I-I don't know how to tell you this, but..."
"What?"
"Your father, he was in a car accident, and..."
"H-he's alright, isn't he?"
"I-I'm afraid not, Seto." Seto's eyes started watering at his words. "He-he didn't make it. It was a pretty bad crash, one other casualty and three injured. Just don't tell your brother, he wouldn't understand anyway. I'm only telling you now because... because I think you are mature enough to understand."
Seto nodded, not allowing tears to fall.
"The police are coming over to take you to an orphanage in another town. I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can legally do."
"Nani?!" Seto's eyes were wide as tears started flowing. ((What?))
"Tou-san?" Ryou peered around the corner into the room, before stepping in. "Seto-chan? Daijoubu desu ka?" ((Dad? ...Are you alright?))
"Iie... iie..."
"Doushitte?"
"Ryou." Bakura-sama put a hand on his back to lead him off. "Let Seto have some time to himself. Come on."
"Iie. Let him stay."
Bakura-sama sighed, and then walked back to the kitchen. He regretted being so harsh to the man now. He had been right; it had to have only been a phase. And now...
Seto climbed onto a couch and sat there, starting to cry.
"Seto-chan..." Ryou crawled up after him and cuddled with him. "Daijoubu. D-daijoubu." Tears started to fall from him as well.
And they sat there, in tears. Tears from the innocent little lovers.
"Here." Ryou said suddenly, pulling from nowhere two pieces of red ribbon. "Keep this one with you. As long as we have them, we'll meet each other again. We belong together."
"Forever." Seto smiled.
"Now Seto, you do know that you and your brother will have to be taken away, yes?" The social worker asked.
"Yes." Seto replied monotonously.
Ryou blinked. Seto never acted like this, he sounded like a robot. His eyes seemed glazed over as well, as if he just didn't care at all.
The social worker checked his watch. "Well, it's time to go." He signaled to his partner, who picked up Mokuba.
"Sayonara." Seto mumbled, being led outside. The car door closed.
"Se-Seto-chan!" Ryou cried.
A spark ran through Seto's head right then. It was like he had suddenly woken up. "I-iie! Ryou-chan!" He stuck his head out of the partially-open window. "Ryou-chan!" The car started rolling. ((No!))
"Seto-chan!" Ryou started trying to chase the car, stopping after a few feet while in inevitability caught up with him. "Seto-chan..."
"Ryou-chan, daijoubu! I'll see you again, chigiri!" ((Ryou, it's ok! ....promise!))
The two brothers stood in front of the orphanage, the elder holding his brother's hand tightly. The wind blew the leaves across their path. The younger clutched his brother securely, afraid and not quite understanding why they were taken away. Their uncle had met up and left them there, not caring about their nephews' fate.
"It will be ok, Mokuba. I'll never leave you, I promise." Seto whispered. He had lost three of the most important people to him, he wasn't about to lose the last one.
Day by day passed. Month by month shriveled away into the past. One by one, the boys at the orphanage left. So many parents would have loved having the little genius boy, but none wanted the brother he had sworn to stay beside.
Until one day.
"Checkmate." Seto set down his chess piece. He had just won against a rich man named Kaiba Gozaburo.
"Fine then. You won." The man grumbled after checking the positions a few more times. "You win; I'll take both you and your brother, as I promised."
Mokuba smiled and hugged his brother. Seto smiled as well, fingering the locket around his neck. It was new; it had a picture of his nii-chan in it. It was in the shape of a Duel Monsters card, a game that interested Seto greatly.
Pain. Pain and suffering.
"Leave Mokuba alone!" Seto hugged his brother, trying to protect him from the madman. The guy was crazy.
"I told you not to show any emotions, brat!"
The blow came. Seto felt it connect as he groaned. His eyes seethed in hatred. He'd never have come with this man had he known what would happen to his brother.
"Bastard..."
Seto was on a tour of his adoptive father's company. Gozaburo was out of the room for the moment, so Seto opened the window to let air in. He was a few years older now and ready to take over the company when he came of age.
He gazed outside, head supported on an upright hand on the window sill, not caring about the sunny day or the cool breeze. Instead, he sat there, letting the said breeze ruffle his clothes and blow his hair, caress his face softly. He could so easily jump here.
But no.
That would leave Mokuba alone with Gozaburo.
Seto sighed and walked to the opposite side of the room. He felt a revived sense of hatred for the man. For years he tortured them.
The said man walked in. "Huh? Window's open." He started walking to shut them.
Seto's mind sparked. One more action, and it could be over.
He walked calmly to Gozaburo, standing behind him.
"Hm? Oh, you."
"Sayonara." Seto said in a monotone.
"What?! Ah!"
Seto used all his strength to give the man one last push out the window. The screaming echoed and more screams erupted from the ground level below.
And yet, the man had succeeded somehow.
Seto stood there, devoid of any emotion for what he had just committed.
Eeh... ok, as I said, I know not exactly what happened. I pulled stuff I've heard/read together and wrote it down here in flashes of time.
Seto made a promise to Ryou. Will he be able to keep it?
