A/N: I'm sorry this is so late. I worked on it, really I did. My sister just decided to be a jerk and deleted the whole thing. I apologize for the delay, and might update more often after the first three weeks of vacation. Anyway I decided to make this a Seto/ Joey and Malik or Marik/ Joey. The chapters will alternate with the coupling. This won't be happening though, for a few more chapters though. This does mean though, that the polls are closed on the main pairing, but if you want
others, you can still vote.
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Chapter 3: A Vision From The Past
Beep. Beep. Beep. Groaning slightly, I struggled to open my eyes, only to close them at the blaring sunlight in what had looked like a hospital room. From the scratchy feel of the sheets and the awful smell, it probably was one. But how did I get here? Wasn't I supposed to die? I wanted to die. I wanted to leave this all alone. Who could have been so stupid as to bring me here?
Almost on cue, I heard a small noise from beside my bed. I turned my head towards the sound and squinted my eyes open to adjust to the light. I could make out a form sitting in a brown wooden chair next to my bed. The person was sleeping, so I couldn't make out all of their features, but they appeared to be a young man about the age of 16. He had shoulder length spiky black hair with blood colored streaks running through it. His face was pale, smooth, and oval. His face was adorned with a small nose, dark lashes, and pink lips.(A/N: That was stupid! ;') He had a silver sword earring in his right ear and a hoop on the top of the other ear.(A/N: more bad descriptions! Sorry, but this will be important in later chapters.) He was clad in a loose white shirt and black leather jacket. From the looks of it, he also appeared to be wearing black jeans loosely on his seemingly thin and muscular frame.
He was in one word, hot! If that seemed weird to you, don't let it. If you haven't guessed by now than I'll tell you. I'm gay. Yes, I Joey Wheeler am gay. That doesn't matter though, because the guy I want to be with wouldn't go for me. I should just forget about it.
"Are you feelin' better?" A deep, soft male voice asked.
Quickly snapping open the eyes I hadn't realized were closed, I looked straight at the strange boy and even stranger eyes. They looked like a natural silver color, with blue, green, and brown strands of color woven into them. After taking one last look, I hastily gave a reply.
"Not really. I would if you hadn't stopped me though." I answered him with a scathing voice. I glared at him best I could, but he didn't even flinch.
"I couldn't have let you or anyone do that, no matter how much they thought they should or wanted to. I promised myself that, not to long ago." He replied coolly, but sadly. I could have sworn I say a haunted look shoot through his eyes before they returned to looking calm and unbothered.
Weird, it was probably just my imagination. I decided to drop the matter and just let him think he had won. I would finish my job latter when no one was around. I was about to sit up, when I noticed something peculiar about that guy. But….no……it couldn't be. He couldn't be. There was just no way. All these thoughts ran through my mind as I stared aghast at the teenager. The teenager in question though, looked anything but surprised that I may have figured him out. In fact he looked amused. Well, as amused as one could look while still being serious.
"How?" was the one word that left my mouth as I stared at the teen and reflected on those years that his presence brought.
A/N: Cliffy! How was it? Was it okay? Was it bad? What do you think? I think that I can't spoil the story, but I will tell you that it is going to take a supernatural twist. Please review! That's what that purple button is for.