-sigh- There. I revamped Possession. If you want to call it revamped. I deleted all the other chapters and am leaving you all with just this. I ran out of ideas with the direction and so on. Hate me when I say this but, you have your imagination. ;p
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Possession
I hate him. I hate him more than anything. Even more than Yugi and Yami and even the pup! I hate everything about him.
I hate the way the corner of his lip curves up into a smile-like smirk. I hate the way he walks. I hate the way he talks. But most of all, the thing I hate about him most?
The way he takes my possessions. The things that belong to me.
My brother, my company, my rival, my past, my life…
My lover.
Yes, he even has the nerve to touch my Ryuuji. My Ryuuji.
That gorgeous boy is mine and only mine. Every inch of him, from his head to his toes, belongs to me.
And yet that bastard still believes that he can touch him. How dare he!
I'm forced to watch him touch my beautiful lover. Running his fingers through silky, long, black hair. Staring into large, emerald depths. Kissing luscious, full, pink lips. To sit so close to him. Embracing him.
Ugh, I hate it the most when he tells him-
"I love you, Ryuuji."
It kills me inside to hear Ryuuji reply and say-
"I love you too, Seto."
It really does kill me on the inside to have him touching, breathing, loving, feeling, and seeing my love.
If only Ryuuji knew- that isn't me. It's that evil, stealing, bastard of a priest. I could never be like that. Never! I am nothing like him! Why? He'll do anything to torture me. And as much as I hate to admit it- he's succeeded.
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I hope you still like the idea though! xD