Disclaimer: If I owned Yu-Gi-Oh, there wouldn't be any of this GX crap...
Hey, all. I began this new story w while ago and I like it so far, so I'm posting it here. n.n I'll be adding to Silent Secrets soon, just bear with me and my having to share a laptop with three siblings. -.-; I'm not gonna talk too much now. This is an AU story, so keep that in mind. I'm gonna try to stay as true to the characters as I can, but since it is AU, there is room, for a little OOCness... right? I'll try to answer your questions as best as possible in the story, and if I can't yet, well... I'll see what I can do.
WARNING: YAOI (people should know what it is by now. - -), scenes of sexual harassment (not extreme!), scenes of violence/abuse, and... oh, yeah. Swearing. n.n
-The Starfish and the Seahorse-
"There once was an underwater kingdom, ruled by one of the most regal sea creatures of all: the Starfish. With his large, long pointed arms and just attitude towards all creatures, all the inhabitants of this kingdom respected an admired the starfish. For a long time, the starfish ruled his kingdom in peace; and he liked it that way. Everything was organized; nothing out of place, for the starfish loved perfection more than anything, along with his control over it and his citizens. But all this came to an abrupt halt one day, when a lone stranger came into the kingdom; a creature no one in the kingdom had ever seen before. The new creature was graceful, with a long slender body and a tail that curled forward, small, fluttering, transparent wing, and a long, straight face held high; the stranger was called the seahorse. His appearance in the kingdom threw everything out of balance, for the people didn't know what to think of him; strange, frightening, beautiful, everybody had a different opinion. The starfish learned of the seahorse's appearance and was furious at his citizens' discontent. And do you know what he did, Seto?"
A boy of about six or seven bounced eagerly on the bed next to a woman with long black hair, his own mahogany hair flopping around his astonishing blue eyes. They sat alone in a small, cluttered room completely in the dark on top of a bed with checker print covers on it. The only light in the moon came from the bright new moon outside the small, misted window.
"What happened...?" he breathed, leaning closer to his mother.
"Well..." she whispered, glancing dramatically about the clearly empty room. She inwardly smiled as the boy's eyes got bigger than saucers. "You'll have to wait till tomorrow to find out." she replied, his smile forcing it's way through in the form of a smug, but kind smirk.
"Awe! Moom!" groaned the boy, draping his thin pajama-ed frame over the ebony-haired woman's shoulders.
The woman had a rich, beautiful laugh, which she demonstrated at this point.
"Sorry, my love, but it's late now, and we have to sleep, at least a little," she said, putting a finger to her lips and winking.
In response, to this, the brunette boy huffed but plopped resolutely back into the bed.
"Fine," he sighed, looking glum. When his mother noticed this, her grin vanished, promptly replaced by a look of determination.
"Alright then..." she said, slipping closer to the small child. "I guess I'll have to... ATTACK!" and with that last word, she dove at the poor, unsuspecting little boy, reducing him to a writhing, giggling mass in a matter of moments with her tickle attack.
"Will you wait, patiently and happily till tomorrow?" she grunted between her own giggles.
"Y-Yes!" squeaked the boy, stopping the tirade abruptly and flopping, panting, on the bed. They both sat, breathing hard in the darkness.
Finally, the boy sat up and hugged his mother.
"Tomorrow, you'll tell me what the mean starfish did, right?" he asked, his cobalt eyes meeting her own, matching ones.
She laughed in response. "Of course, Seto..." She then slid off the bed and tucked her son in.
"Goodnight, mommy," said the brunette boy, smiling.
"Goodnight, Seto..." his mother smiled back, and leaned down to brush his russet bangs back and kiss him on the forehead. She stood straight and walked to the door. Briefly looking back at her son, she saw his eyes were already shut.
"Goodnight..." she repeated, more to herself than the boy, her smile gone as she shut the door.
Seto never found out what the starfish did about the seahorse...
His mother was dead the next day.
-&-
A tall, seventeen-year-old brunette boy leaned back in the stiff-backed chair, right hand loosely gripping a black pen on top of a dark wooden desk. He sighed into the empty, almost bare, pale green room. The only other furniture in the room was another desk, that with vacant computer on it.
Why was he thinking about that old story now...? It had been a little more than ten years ago, but Seto had never forgotten that story...
He shook his head softly and leaned back over the completed entrance exam. He had been given almost a whole extra hour longer than he needed to complete the exam to get into his new school. Seto tossed the pen down and stretched his arms above his head.
Stepfather must think I really am stupid... he thought, standing up and going over to the only window in the room. Seto leaned on the window sill and stared at the bustling campus below. Why he had to go to this homo-ridden school of idiots, he did not know.
Ace All-Boys Academy was the school Seto was transferring to tomorrow. Supposedly, it was one of Japan's most top-ranking high schools, but from what Seto had heard, all the students were at the whim of a single third-year idiot and his brigand of ass-kissing friends. Hopefully, Seto had the luck to avoid as much stupidity as he could till graduation, but for some reason, Seto knew something would go wrong. Seto hadn't had the best of luck for a while...
Suddenly, Seto again remembered the story his mother had begun to tell him a decade ago...
Pressing his forehead against the warm glass, cerulean eyes staring back at him, a shadow of his mother's grin passed over Seto's smooth features at the irony of the situation. Seto had been adopted after his mother's death, and he had discarded his old last name unwillingly for another...
'Kaiba...'
"The Seahorse."
-&-
Ooh, irony.
Argh. I think I got a toothache writing that first part... But then I felt bad at the end of it... TT . TT I'm sorrrrrrrrry! I'll try to pry my foolish siblings off the computer long enough to update soon... and NO, that is NOT a convenient excuse for being too lazy to put my story in the computer with my stupid 16 GWAM!
Ja ne!
Review if you want to try some of this energy!
... Sorry, I watched Sailor Moon R the other day...