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Title: Broken Wings
Author: Yugi's Tenshi
Beta: Leeann Shadowdancer
Rating: R
Warning: Shonen-Ai (maybe Yaoi in later chapters), bad language
Pairing: Kaiba Seto / Jounouchi Katsuya
Summary: One day Katsuya becomes so upset in one of his fights with Kaiba that he tells him
his deepest and most zealously kept secret: Jou likes Kaiba! Seto turns on the spot and
leaves Jou in the middle of the street. What might Fate have up her sleeve for the both of
them?
:-: Chapter One :-:
The sun was glistening down on Domino City this Friday afternoon, casting a yellow gleam over everything, reflecting off of the glass windows of the huge skyscrapers.
A lone figure was walking along the sidewalk leading away from Domino High, head hung low as he made his way towards a well-known shortcut through the nearby park.
Just as the blond boy was about to turn, a sportscar with its very famous owner rushed by, the horn startling the afore mentioned boy.
"Damn you, Kaiba!" The teen screamed, although he was rather sure the other would not hear him. "Damn him for always being like this," Katsuya muttered to himself as he finally turned into the park. He sighed deeply, inhaling the fresh air in this quiet area of town.
But even the beautiful sight in front of him would not brighten his sour mood. Not the different trees and bushes growing to the side of the small path he was walking on, not even the birds happily singing and chirping above him.
"I hate him," Katsuya sighed, but immediately chastised himself mentally for claiming so. 'Why do I try to lie to myself! It's not like I don't know I like him! He just has to be such a jerk all the time!'
The blond teen sighed again and continued on his way towards his final destination: his dreaded home with his father waiting for him. He would certainly be in for another round of beatings, if his father was dead drunk or just angry for no particular reason.
Katsuya couldn't help but shiver lightly at the thought.
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Seto laughed out loud as he saw a single person saunter along the sidewalk. He immediately recognized him to be the one and only Jounouchi Katsuya, the object of his oh-so-friendly comments, his insults and teasings. Seto just couldn't help himself when he came across the other boy; he just loved to see him all riled up.
'Wait! 'Love'? That's not the word I meant. I hate his guts and it just gives me a feeling of content to see him angry,' he thought and nodded to himself for assurance.
And because Seto always was so 'content' to see Katsuya angry, he decided it was time to remind the mutt that he had nothing, that he was nothing. So, laughing to himself again, Seto pushed down on the horn just as he passed the other teen and of course it had the desired effect: Katsuya jumped and screamed, wildly gesturing with his arms.
Seto felt that familiar 'contentedness' wash over him as he watched Katsuya in the rearview mirror, but as he saw the other just turn and slump his shoulders mere moments, not minutes, moments later, a completely different feeling mingled with the former. A feeling fairly unknown to the young CEO … one he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
And as fate wanted it to be, he would not have the time to think about it as it was replaced with utter shock. Just in time, Seto slammed the brakes to screech to a halt in front of a red light.
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Katsuya walked through the park, ignoring everything around him and wallowing in self-pity. He heaved a sigh as he stepped out from the small path and onto concrete ground again, not too far from the dirty apartment he called 'home'. Out of habit, he slowed his pace, trying to postpone his inevitable arrival as long as possible, although he knew it would do him no good in the long run.
Life just wasn't fair, in his opinion. People who already had everything one could think of gained more every day and others - who had nothing - lost all that remained.
'I shouldn't complain,' Katsuya thought bitterly. 'There are people who have it worse.'
With that, he looked up to gaze at the apartment-complex in the distance. There was no use in complaining, crying, screaming or hoping. This was what life treated him and he would have to cope with it.
Katsuya hadn't noticed that he had stopped in his tracks, but as soon as he realized it, he started to walk again. Or better: he wanted to. Just as the blond moved one foot, he heared a scream not too far behind him. He swirled around to see an old woman scrambling out of the way of an expensive-looking sportscar and in her haste dropping her grocery bags. She clutched her heart, looking completely terrified and shocked as the car swirled by, tires shrieking.
Anger swelled in Katsuya's chest as he watched the driver closely. He had the audacity to absolutely ignore the trembling lady and drive on like nothing happened.
"It's one thing to treat me like shit, but it's a different thing to treat your elders like that!" Katsuya yelled, eyes becoming mere slits as fury flashed through his brown orbs.
He didn't hesitate the slightest of a second when he dropped his book case and jumped in the middle of the street. Arms outstreched and eyes closed tightly he waited for the car to stop. Or he hoped it would stop. Luckily, it did, mere centimetres before impact. As Katsuya slowly opened one eye, he breathed heavily and his heart raced madly. But before he had a chance to compose himself, a hand slapped him hard across his face.
"What the hell do you think you are doing!" A familiar voice damanded.
Katsuya's eyes snapped open, anger coming back full force as he clutched his cheek. "What the hell do you think you are doing! Nearly overrunning an old lady and driving on like nothing happened!"
Seto's eyes flashed with indifference as he crossed his arms over his chest, snorting. "Oh my God, what a tragedy! The old hag still walks, nothing happened!"
"But something could have happened, you cold-hearted prick!" For a moment, Katsuya wished he hadn't added those last few words to his sentence. Something changed in Seto's demeanor - just for an instant - and he was taken aback. But as fast as it came, it was replaced with uncaring again, not a trace of the earlier flash of emotion left.
"But it didn't. Now move out of my way … I don't have all day to deal with your stupidity."
"No!" Katsuya pointed an accusing finger at Seto, taking a bold step towards him. "You have no idea how she feels right now and you don't know how hard it might have been for her to carry those bags or to pay for this food! Sure, you can throw away all the food you want; you're loaded! But other people can not afford such luxury!"
Something flashed in Seto's eyes again, but he took a deep breath and shrugged his shoulders. "Even if that was in the least bit of interest for me, none of it is your business, mutt. You shouldn't concern yourself with other people's problems," His voice rang cold as ice, and equally emotionless.
"But I do! That's how I am!" Came Jou's heated reply.
"Then change that. What concern is it of yours if I run over an 'old lady'?"
Katsuya sighed, shaking his head in disbelief. Maybe it was hopeless, but all the rage still rushing through his body blinded all reason. He chuckled a bit before looking Seto directly in the eyes.
"I'm worried about you! Hell, today it is an old lady; tomorrow you crash into a tree and die! I like you and I care about you, even if it doesn't always seem like it!" Katsuya trembled violently, never droping his gaze and impatiently awaiting a new wave of wrath directed towards him.
…
But nothing came. Not a snort, not a shrugging of shoulders. No reaction at all. Seto just stared at him for a moment, eyes not betraying one single emotion, before he turned on his heel. He almost jumped into his car, slammed the door shut, howled the engine to life and sped off, barely missing Katsuya on his way. The blond teen stood, rooted to the spot and still trembling, as tears welled out of his now closed eyes, descending down his cheek, one of them still sporting a red mark.
:-: tbc :-: