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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 Four -.-
'It's raining,' Katsuya thought as he stepped out of the KC-building. He looked up into the now dark skies above Domino City, the raindrops falling onto his face mingeling with his tears and running down his reddened cheeks. 'Funny how fast the weather can change, especially when it so ironically fits my mood.'
Drawing his jacket over his head, Katsuya broke into a light run towards …
Where to go? Home?
He stopped in mid-motion, hands falling limply at his sides and head hanging low. He sighed - yet again - and shoving his hands in his pockets started to walk slowly down the sidewalk.
Destination: anywhere.
-.-.-.-.-.-
Kaiba Seto didn't cry! He just didn't! It was an absolute no-no!
And still, the tears poured out of his eyes like the rain outside of the office. They just didn't want to cease to fall, no matter how much Seto willed them away.
And they burned. Not physically, but emotionally. They represented so much: All the demons of his past, which he thought he'd long burried. All the weaknesses he denied himself to have, which where, he had to admit, tightly bound to those awfully persitent creatures of darkness.
And most important: All the agony, which seemed to be his past, present and future companion, never leaving him.
…
Katsuya. It had to be him, of all people on this earth, to see him cry. The one person Seto wanted to be strong for …
Wait! Did he? Did he really want to be strong for him, or…
'I can't deny it any longer,' Seto thought, snorting to himself. 'With all his loud and overbearing comments, with his obnoxious behaviour, with all the little faults that kept on inwardly making me boil with anger … he just broke down all my carefully built barriers.'
He couldn't help the lump in his throat at those thoughts. How was he supposed to ever live up to that? Especially after just having sent the one person who cared about him, aside from his little brother, away?
Seto ran a hand through his tussled, brown bangs and sighed deeply, creating a strange hollow sound as it mixed with his ragged breathing, tears still running down his already wet cheeks.
"Why did he have to use those words," he asked the empty room, slowly standing and wiping at his face with the sleeves of his shirt. Turning to look out of the notorious ceiling-to-floor windows, he took a step back as he was forced to gaze upon his own appearance: His clothing was ruffled, to say the least. His facial features were ash-gray, which made his usually icy, now red-rimmed eyes more prominent than ever. His whole body was shaking, long, slender fingers curling in the fabric of his pants to conceal their vicious trembling. All in all, Seto provided a pitiful sight.
Despite the shock about his rumpled self, Seto's mind acknowledged the pounding of the rain drops.
'The heavens are crying with me,' he thought, smirking at his reflection. "Aren't we poetic today, or should I rather say pathetic?"
Of course, Seto didn't get an answer, which he didn't expect in the first place – he wasn't that insane quit yet – but still, the remark served its purpose. Taking a deep breath, he staightened his cloths and 'pulled his act together' as Gozabouru would have put it, he was a Kaiba after all.
"I'm going to confront him. It's better done now than later and things couldn't get any worse anyway."
-.-.-.-.-.-
Katsuya shuddered, still walking through the heavy rain, streams cascading down over him in miniature waterfalls. By now, he was soaked to his bones, his cloths hanging on him like dead weight.
'What a great day it was, until school let out. The sun shining, a weekend of not staying at home in front of me, partytime … and now look at me.'
Katsuya looked up into the gray, slowly darkening evening-sky, a sad smile playing on his lips. "I am a worthless, dirty dog after all, am I not, Kaiba? Time to go home and let my old man tell me the same."
-.- tbc -.-