Seto stood in the darkness, panting, sweating.. scared. He heard the
voice....THAT voice that always haunted him. He ran, his feet pounded on
the make shift ground running, but never getting away. His heart pounded,
his chest heaved; yet still it never left.
"Worthless wretch."
"No." He ran faster, pumping his arms, clothes sticking to his skin with sheen's of sweat. It was all for nothing though. A heavy force thrusted him down to the floor in a tangled heap. "NO! Stay away!!" He cried out, turning over and pushing himself along the floor, looking for this faceless fear. His legs were thrusted apart and he felt sinful hands cover his body. Icy chills covered his skin at his utter feeling of helplessness. "Stop.please. Don't touch me." His voice was so feeble, so weak, so broken.
"You are mine, you are nothing, you are me."
"No!"
"SETO!!" Jou sat up, covered in pools of sweat as the droplets fell down his face. His hands covered his eyes as he rubbed his temples, grasping that it was only a dream.
Night came all too soon and the little puppy couldn't sleep any longer. He got up from his bed and wondered the halls in the still midnight air. He wondered down stairs, past the kitchen (wow!) to the large dinning hall. Had Seto ever used this? Of course, like everything else, its beauty at first over powered you. Yet the more you looked, the simpler it was. The never-ending length of the oak table reflected the moonlight as though it were a mirror. A few iron candleholders were standing every few feet between each other, with their wrought twists and turns giving it a peaceful elegance. The wall seemed almost entirely made of glass as the long pained windows nearly reached the ceiling, letting the moonlight steal into the room, and paint it with it's pale hues. Suddenly, a faint sound swelled against his ears, the sound of, .a piano. He walked past the never- ending table to what he thought was a living room. And just like everything else, he saw something he would never expect.
His white silk shirt was left open, and his sleeves rolled up, leaving its jacket compliment to lie on the bench next to him. He seemed to be still in the suit he wore to today. His head lolled back from side to side as his fingers flew over the keys.
"Do you like my playing better tonight?"
Shit he knew he was watching!!
"I know it's been awhile, but I haven't forgotten. I still practice."
Who was he talking to?
"You want me to play that? But.I'm too afraid I'll mess it up."
.The picture frame?! Jou arched his neck to the point of breaking up, seeing that familiar silver frame from before perched on the top of the piano.
"You know I'll do it but. don't be angry if I cant get it right."
What was he doing? He fingers danced on the ivory colored keys playing a very so carousel like melody.
"La lune trop bl¨ome
Pose un diad¨¨me
Sur tes cheveux roux
La lune trop rousse
De gloire ¨¦clabousse
Ton jupon plein trous
La lune trop pâle
Caresse l`opale "
Jou's eyes widened to and impossible size, the almighty, fearsome, evil, plotting, rich CEO of Kaiba Corp. was sitting here playing a piano, singing French! The imps in hell must be having a snowball fight.
"De tes yeux blas¨¦s
Princesse de la rue
Soit la bienvenue
Dans mon coeur bless¨¦
The stairways up to la butte Can make the wretched sigh
While windmill wings
Of the moulin
Shelter you and I "
Actually... It wasn't bad. Not bad at all. It was soothing, but the sound was so sad. What was he singing?
"Petite mandigotte
Je sens ta menotte
Qui cherche ma main
Je sens ta poitrine
Et ta taille fine"
No! Stop! No matter how hard his inner protests yelled to him, screamed. Jou's feet moved along the soft carpet, walking blindly over to Seto and the beautifully sad music.
"J`oublie mon chagrin
Je sens sur tes l¨¨vres
Une odeur de fi¨¨vre
De gosse mal nourrie
Et sous ta caresse
Je sens une ivresse
Qui m`an¨¦antit "
Jou's hands ghosted along his shoulders and snaked loosely around his neck, criss crossing over his parted shirt. His fingertips dangled against his bare flesh with spider like movements. Seto stopped playing completely, his body went stiff and taunt. He reached a shuddering hand to clamp around Jou's. "Kaa-san?" He spoke in a timid yet hopeful whisper.
"What?"
Just then, Jou could have swore he felt something snap inside the boy seated before him, as his body slumped forward slightly, hearing a large exhale of breath.
"Nothing puppy." He turned to face his pet, looking up with a tormented smile. "What are you doing walking around so late?"
"Couldn't sleep."
"Ah."
"Who were you talking to?
"Hm?"
"Before, you were talking to someone."
"Oh, I was just talking with my mother."
"Your mother?"
"Yes." He turned his head to look at the silver picture frame. Jou finally was able to see the picture inside. It was a woman, frail and beautiful. She had a radiant smile and her long brown hair was tied off in a braid as she sat so gracefully on a metal swing.
"It's a song she use to sing to me, when I was younger."
"But it was so sad, what was it about?"
"Nothing important. Do you want to sit down?" He moved his jacket patting the empty space on the piano bench. Jou felt that this must have been a tender subject so he left it at that as he sat down next to him.
"I really should have played more, I use to play for her almost every night." He went on. "But I let school, dueling, and work come first nowadays. I went into my room and I found her picture on the floor from the table it used to be on today. At least I still change the flowers. Violets where her favorite."
Jou swallowed the surprisingly large lump in his throat. Of all the things he knocks over it was his dead mother's picture!
"She's very pretty." He tried to add as forgiveness in his own small way. "You know Seto, after everything I thought I knew about you, I figured out in these few days that I knew nothing at all, you're so full of surprises. Like this piano and speaking French."
"Well I never would have guessed you were such a good skater either."
"So you found out about that too huh?"
"Wasn't hard. You even had a chance to go to the X-games to represent Japan."
"Alright."
"But some how you broke your leg before the game."
"I SAID ALRIGHT!" He slammed his hand down against the ebony piano, yelling out. He didn't want to remember that, not at all.
"He did that too didn't he?"
"You don't know what you're talking about."
"But of course."
"Screw this, I'm sick of your mind games!" Jou shoved off the bench and made his way back to the stairs.
"Wait." A swift hand caught his wrist and he was pulled back against the piano. "I'm not playing a game. Why do you think I told you before we were so much alike? Does being rich meant I was always treated like some spoiled brat."
"Then what did happen?!"
Seto stared down at the chocolate-eyed blonde, trying to calm himself from saying something rash. "It was every orphan's dream come true. Some wealthy family comes to take you away from the life you wouldn't wish on anyone. But it wasn't that way, it was even worse, and."
"And?"
"I'm not going to give you a sob story, that's not what this is about. You said you're not a piece of meat, and I'm sorry I made you feel that way. So I'm going to do the gentlemanly thing and let you know of my intentions. Jou, I'm going to kiss you. And you have exactly three seconds to stop me, or I'll do it anyway."
Jou just stared dumbfounded. Come on brain, say no say no!! But nothing fell from his mouth, except for the slack in his lips.
"One." Seto pressed his body against the still boy. Placing a hand to gently stroke his cheek. Grazing his thumb along the tender skin. He felt the heat from the other boy and it was actually pleasant. Not maddening lust, but just, well, nice. His thumb still moved as his other fingers curled behind his neck, brushing against the little golden hairs there.
"Two." DO SOMETHING, ANYTHING! HELLO BRAIN OF JOU! Jou pressed his cheek into Seto's palm; he closed his eyes at the kindhearted touch, relishing in its tenderness. There was no voice of opposition now. It was shut and locked in the closet and tucked away, far away, so as not to spoil this false moment of contentment.
"Three."
"Seto." He whispered, feeling plump, velvet tiers push against his, in something so sweet, so inviting, something unlike he had ever had before. Seto was happy just that way, holding his puppy, kissing him, and showing him only an inkling of his hidden and lingering affections he grew for the pup. Then, with no more than the simple contact. Seto pulled away, staring at him with a faint smile.
"Goodnight Jou."
"But.I" A slim firm finger was placed to his lips.
"Your not meat to me, puppy." And with that said he turned to leave, putting the ball in Jou's court now.
YEAAH! Another chapter done and can I just say you guys are awesome. You all make me feel so good. Thank you Lisa for your wonderful pic (which will be up as soon as I fit it to my website) Renee..thank you sooo much for that wonderful Yuuhi and Touya fic! * Sniffles * It was wonderful! I love them together lol. Just cause there hot like that! Moikelly has draw me a pic too and here it is http://content.neopets.com/guilds/n/nedlinin/nedlinin_0921799001039660672.gi f Seto!! *drools *
Blue Lagoon Loon: Yes Yaoi is my best friend Mwahah Gwenivere Solas: Thank you my beta !!! *huggles her *
RyogazGal: OK will do!
Karienta: Giggles nice, but what should the prize be?
Dee Jay : Don't worry I have my plans for Yami/Yugi and Ryou./Bakura
Bakura's Baby: Are you reading my drafts!!
Futago no Seishi: And you my dear are one of Kami-sama's finest creations
bridge : YAY! *huggles her *
Saraha: Ah thank you every one wants me to rush it
Thank you all for making me feel better about my age (it also shows me you care enough to read me little comments heh) and you guys deserve something nice...although I haven't thought of what yet.Ad wow each one of you I talk to is nice as wonderful as the other! It makes me feel so happy. If I did have a fanfic contest what would be a good prize? And do you guys know where there are some good Yugioh yaoi pics? Or just nice pics? I only have a few Seto and Jou one's *sniffles * Here's this chapter's story http://fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=455715 Just because A fucking hot fruits baskets fic with ..*drools * Yuki and Kyou.,mm.. Remember tell em Messiah sent you
So yeah I said in the beginning this fic would go slow so NYYYAAHHHH you know you love it anyway Ja ne
"Worthless wretch."
"No." He ran faster, pumping his arms, clothes sticking to his skin with sheen's of sweat. It was all for nothing though. A heavy force thrusted him down to the floor in a tangled heap. "NO! Stay away!!" He cried out, turning over and pushing himself along the floor, looking for this faceless fear. His legs were thrusted apart and he felt sinful hands cover his body. Icy chills covered his skin at his utter feeling of helplessness. "Stop.please. Don't touch me." His voice was so feeble, so weak, so broken.
"You are mine, you are nothing, you are me."
"No!"
"SETO!!" Jou sat up, covered in pools of sweat as the droplets fell down his face. His hands covered his eyes as he rubbed his temples, grasping that it was only a dream.
Night came all too soon and the little puppy couldn't sleep any longer. He got up from his bed and wondered the halls in the still midnight air. He wondered down stairs, past the kitchen (wow!) to the large dinning hall. Had Seto ever used this? Of course, like everything else, its beauty at first over powered you. Yet the more you looked, the simpler it was. The never-ending length of the oak table reflected the moonlight as though it were a mirror. A few iron candleholders were standing every few feet between each other, with their wrought twists and turns giving it a peaceful elegance. The wall seemed almost entirely made of glass as the long pained windows nearly reached the ceiling, letting the moonlight steal into the room, and paint it with it's pale hues. Suddenly, a faint sound swelled against his ears, the sound of, .a piano. He walked past the never- ending table to what he thought was a living room. And just like everything else, he saw something he would never expect.
His white silk shirt was left open, and his sleeves rolled up, leaving its jacket compliment to lie on the bench next to him. He seemed to be still in the suit he wore to today. His head lolled back from side to side as his fingers flew over the keys.
"Do you like my playing better tonight?"
Shit he knew he was watching!!
"I know it's been awhile, but I haven't forgotten. I still practice."
Who was he talking to?
"You want me to play that? But.I'm too afraid I'll mess it up."
.The picture frame?! Jou arched his neck to the point of breaking up, seeing that familiar silver frame from before perched on the top of the piano.
"You know I'll do it but. don't be angry if I cant get it right."
What was he doing? He fingers danced on the ivory colored keys playing a very so carousel like melody.
"La lune trop bl¨ome
Pose un diad¨¨me
Sur tes cheveux roux
La lune trop rousse
De gloire ¨¦clabousse
Ton jupon plein trous
La lune trop pâle
Caresse l`opale "
Jou's eyes widened to and impossible size, the almighty, fearsome, evil, plotting, rich CEO of Kaiba Corp. was sitting here playing a piano, singing French! The imps in hell must be having a snowball fight.
"De tes yeux blas¨¦s
Princesse de la rue
Soit la bienvenue
Dans mon coeur bless¨¦
The stairways up to la butte Can make the wretched sigh
While windmill wings
Of the moulin
Shelter you and I "
Actually... It wasn't bad. Not bad at all. It was soothing, but the sound was so sad. What was he singing?
"Petite mandigotte
Je sens ta menotte
Qui cherche ma main
Je sens ta poitrine
Et ta taille fine"
No! Stop! No matter how hard his inner protests yelled to him, screamed. Jou's feet moved along the soft carpet, walking blindly over to Seto and the beautifully sad music.
"J`oublie mon chagrin
Je sens sur tes l¨¨vres
Une odeur de fi¨¨vre
De gosse mal nourrie
Et sous ta caresse
Je sens une ivresse
Qui m`an¨¦antit "
Jou's hands ghosted along his shoulders and snaked loosely around his neck, criss crossing over his parted shirt. His fingertips dangled against his bare flesh with spider like movements. Seto stopped playing completely, his body went stiff and taunt. He reached a shuddering hand to clamp around Jou's. "Kaa-san?" He spoke in a timid yet hopeful whisper.
"What?"
Just then, Jou could have swore he felt something snap inside the boy seated before him, as his body slumped forward slightly, hearing a large exhale of breath.
"Nothing puppy." He turned to face his pet, looking up with a tormented smile. "What are you doing walking around so late?"
"Couldn't sleep."
"Ah."
"Who were you talking to?
"Hm?"
"Before, you were talking to someone."
"Oh, I was just talking with my mother."
"Your mother?"
"Yes." He turned his head to look at the silver picture frame. Jou finally was able to see the picture inside. It was a woman, frail and beautiful. She had a radiant smile and her long brown hair was tied off in a braid as she sat so gracefully on a metal swing.
"It's a song she use to sing to me, when I was younger."
"But it was so sad, what was it about?"
"Nothing important. Do you want to sit down?" He moved his jacket patting the empty space on the piano bench. Jou felt that this must have been a tender subject so he left it at that as he sat down next to him.
"I really should have played more, I use to play for her almost every night." He went on. "But I let school, dueling, and work come first nowadays. I went into my room and I found her picture on the floor from the table it used to be on today. At least I still change the flowers. Violets where her favorite."
Jou swallowed the surprisingly large lump in his throat. Of all the things he knocks over it was his dead mother's picture!
"She's very pretty." He tried to add as forgiveness in his own small way. "You know Seto, after everything I thought I knew about you, I figured out in these few days that I knew nothing at all, you're so full of surprises. Like this piano and speaking French."
"Well I never would have guessed you were such a good skater either."
"So you found out about that too huh?"
"Wasn't hard. You even had a chance to go to the X-games to represent Japan."
"Alright."
"But some how you broke your leg before the game."
"I SAID ALRIGHT!" He slammed his hand down against the ebony piano, yelling out. He didn't want to remember that, not at all.
"He did that too didn't he?"
"You don't know what you're talking about."
"But of course."
"Screw this, I'm sick of your mind games!" Jou shoved off the bench and made his way back to the stairs.
"Wait." A swift hand caught his wrist and he was pulled back against the piano. "I'm not playing a game. Why do you think I told you before we were so much alike? Does being rich meant I was always treated like some spoiled brat."
"Then what did happen?!"
Seto stared down at the chocolate-eyed blonde, trying to calm himself from saying something rash. "It was every orphan's dream come true. Some wealthy family comes to take you away from the life you wouldn't wish on anyone. But it wasn't that way, it was even worse, and."
"And?"
"I'm not going to give you a sob story, that's not what this is about. You said you're not a piece of meat, and I'm sorry I made you feel that way. So I'm going to do the gentlemanly thing and let you know of my intentions. Jou, I'm going to kiss you. And you have exactly three seconds to stop me, or I'll do it anyway."
Jou just stared dumbfounded. Come on brain, say no say no!! But nothing fell from his mouth, except for the slack in his lips.
"One." Seto pressed his body against the still boy. Placing a hand to gently stroke his cheek. Grazing his thumb along the tender skin. He felt the heat from the other boy and it was actually pleasant. Not maddening lust, but just, well, nice. His thumb still moved as his other fingers curled behind his neck, brushing against the little golden hairs there.
"Two." DO SOMETHING, ANYTHING! HELLO BRAIN OF JOU! Jou pressed his cheek into Seto's palm; he closed his eyes at the kindhearted touch, relishing in its tenderness. There was no voice of opposition now. It was shut and locked in the closet and tucked away, far away, so as not to spoil this false moment of contentment.
"Three."
"Seto." He whispered, feeling plump, velvet tiers push against his, in something so sweet, so inviting, something unlike he had ever had before. Seto was happy just that way, holding his puppy, kissing him, and showing him only an inkling of his hidden and lingering affections he grew for the pup. Then, with no more than the simple contact. Seto pulled away, staring at him with a faint smile.
"Goodnight Jou."
"But.I" A slim firm finger was placed to his lips.
"Your not meat to me, puppy." And with that said he turned to leave, putting the ball in Jou's court now.
YEAAH! Another chapter done and can I just say you guys are awesome. You all make me feel so good. Thank you Lisa for your wonderful pic (which will be up as soon as I fit it to my website) Renee..thank you sooo much for that wonderful Yuuhi and Touya fic! * Sniffles * It was wonderful! I love them together lol. Just cause there hot like that! Moikelly has draw me a pic too and here it is http://content.neopets.com/guilds/n/nedlinin/nedlinin_0921799001039660672.gi f Seto!! *drools *
Blue Lagoon Loon: Yes Yaoi is my best friend Mwahah Gwenivere Solas: Thank you my beta !!! *huggles her *
RyogazGal: OK will do!
Karienta: Giggles nice, but what should the prize be?
Dee Jay : Don't worry I have my plans for Yami/Yugi and Ryou./Bakura
Bakura's Baby: Are you reading my drafts!!
Futago no Seishi: And you my dear are one of Kami-sama's finest creations
bridge : YAY! *huggles her *
Saraha: Ah thank you every one wants me to rush it
Thank you all for making me feel better about my age (it also shows me you care enough to read me little comments heh) and you guys deserve something nice...although I haven't thought of what yet.Ad wow each one of you I talk to is nice as wonderful as the other! It makes me feel so happy. If I did have a fanfic contest what would be a good prize? And do you guys know where there are some good Yugioh yaoi pics? Or just nice pics? I only have a few Seto and Jou one's *sniffles * Here's this chapter's story http://fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=455715 Just because A fucking hot fruits baskets fic with ..*drools * Yuki and Kyou.,mm.. Remember tell em Messiah sent you
So yeah I said in the beginning this fic would go slow so NYYYAAHHHH you know you love it anyway Ja ne