Necropolis demon
Disclaimer: I own YuGiOh…Pfft! Yeah right/shifty eyes/
Necro: Ok people, don't say that I don't love ya'll coz I don't update as often as other authors out there…coz truth be told…I WUV YOU ALL SOOO MUCH! More than my cat! Wait…I don't have a cat… this is 6-7 pages people. I tried hard k.
And I just want to say that in the last chap the paparazzi weren't there…because Kaiba took care of everything. Remember, he was the one who personally picked up Ryou from school, and we all know that Kaiba's a smart guy who's always one step ahead. Therefore, we can safely assume that he took care of the paparazzi.
The trench thing is going to be a secret surprise for the media anyways so I couldn't let the media find out about it yet.
Also, I would like to say that I'm aware that the interaction between Ryou and Kaiba is kind of awkward…yeah, in some chapters they're getting close then IN THE NEXT Kaiba strays away…/laughs nervously/ I just wanted to make sure Kaiba thinks he's in control of his emotions …even though he's clearly losing…so yeah, there will be moments wherein the two are close then they'll get all shy and stuff but gradually it'll all work out. I'm pretty much basing their reactions to the reactions that most normal teens in real life have.
The GameChapter 15 Breaking Down
He sat there on the leather couch, his thighs pressed together and his back straight as if he was a well-mannered girl in the presence of her fiancé…those eyelashes of his fluttering shyly as his pale cheeks flushed crimson due to embarrassment…
His hands kept on nervously playing with the lapel of his school uniform and his head was bowed down in courtesy, refusing to look up at the authoritative figure who stood before him…yet those innocent doe eyes couldn't help but look up coyly at the towering silhouette of the man who prominently stood calmly in front of him while the white blond on the couch continued to fidget in his seat.
"Kaiba…" the pale one spoke in a murmur, his voice shy yet…longing and desperate.
No grin…no scowl…Kaiba's expression was purely placid and held absolutely no malice but instead it held a look of tenderness… the blue-eyed adolescent continued to eye the sheer innocence his shy classmate had…that expression of naivety but with a hidden tinge of…notoriety?
That childish look on Ryou's face gradually turned from that of helplessness into hunger…as if the teen was aching for something…or should we say someone… "K-Kaiba…" he spoke once more, whining like a brat yet…strangely doing so in an arousing matter.
The blush on his pale cheeks reddened more as he stood from his seat and wrapped his arms around Kaiba's neck, embracing the brunette warmly. The CEO stiffened but then relaxed…liking the feeling of having Ryou pressed against him…
Pressed against him…his body…so lithe and delicate…so…so…hot!
"What the?" the shocked brunette started, noticing that his classmate started…rubbing against him in a sensual and erotic way…panting and moaning desperately…saying Kaiba's name over and over again in such fervor.
"Seto…" Ryou breathed, clutching the other teen's shirt…
Then…to Kaiba's shock and…secret delight, Ryou jumped at the chance of Kaiba's momentary stun to lock his lips with the CEO's…
They kissed…passionately…caressing…loving every second of that sheer bliss…
"BIG BROTHER!" came the familiar whine of Mokuba from the real world…damn it, just when it was getting good!
Seto Kaiba groggily sat up from his sleeping position in bed and yawned, rubbing his eyes then immediately shielding his ears with a pillow when Mokuba started shouting in a high-pitch tone again. "Biiig brotherrr!" repeated Mokuba, jumping up and down on Kaiba's bed, still in his pajamas.
"What?" the older Kaiba replied somewhat irritably even though it was his little brother he was talking to…Kaiba was most definitely NOT a morning person.
Upon his older brother's grouchy reply, the younger Kaiba behaved and sat on the bed with his hands folded on his lap, "Uh…Morning!" the young boy grinned innocently.
It's been a little more than a week since Kaiba's visit to the 'Fait sur Mesure' where he had a duplicates of his trench coat made for Ryou…he still couldn't believe that he had actually permitted himself to let Ryou wear his style…yet strangely this did not affect the CEO much.
What DID affect Kaiba were the rather…disturbing dreams of Ryou that he'd been having ever since that day at the boutique where he got to see Ryou in that marvelous not mention expensive trench…the pale teen was just so…so…
A flying pillow squarely hitting the young millionaire's face drew his attention once more to the oh so lovable Mokuba who grinned with a sinister look, "Big brother…you should really stop blocking out everything around you…" the raven haired pre-teen spoke then smirked even more, "people might think you're…thinking of someone specia-" at this point, the young Kaiba was cut off by a pillow, courtesy of his big brother.
"Hilarious, Mokuba, very funny" Kaiba replied, a smug expression on his features.
"Well, I'm telling the truth…you were dreaming about Ryou weren't you?" Mokuba sneered, making Kaiba throw another pillow at him.
Mokuba had been teasing and taunting his older brother ever since he noticed his big brother looking problematic at one point then later on looking pleased as if he'd just beaten Yugi in a duel. Kaiba's strange behavior of course led Mokuba to the conclusion that his dear brother was finally…in love.
Sure it was noticeable even before the weird actions displayed by the CEO…with the vague shows of emotion towards Ryou and the somewhat sadistic humor the teen had been portraying…Oh but now it was clearly obvious to Mokuba. Kaiba had fallen in love with Ryou…though the teen himself did not know it in consciousness. But then again, there were those dreams and fantasies of Ryou that Kaiba had taken to account…said dreams were making him zone out at meetings and such, making him think deeply on his feelings.
"Why do you keep on implying that I'm 'in love' with Ryou?"
"Uh…hello? You haven't heard yourself moaning in your sleep haven't you?" the pre-teen teased, "You were all 'R-Ryou…ugh…Agh…Oh…so hot…' that's what you were!" Mokuba quoted, acting as if he were…moaning in ecstasy or something.
Said indecent moaning of course made the over-protective brother's eyes widen in horror, "MOKUBA! Where did you learn such-!" Kaiba bellowed, a blush on his supposed to be blush-resistant cheeks.
"Please, I'm not THAT young and naive! 'Sides, you were the one moaning and touching yourse-" thump! Mokuba…meet carpeted floor. "Hey! Why'd you shove me off the bed!" the young boy glared accusingly at his sibling who smirked in triumph.
"Well, you're right on one thing, you're NOT naïve." At this, Mokuba stuck out his tongue, "but you are impossibly immature…and for your information I do not 'touch' myself as you so eloquently put it."
"Yeah right, tell that to the security cameras" Mokuba muttered sarcastically under his breath, referring to the cameras set up around the mansion.
After getting out of bed, taking a shower, changing into his school uniform and grabbing a cup of coffee on the way, the CEO made his way to school in his limousine, dropping off Mokuba as well who was also headed for school. It's been about a week or longer since he first hired Ryou as his apprentice or assistant or something of that sort, things had started to quiet down a bit at school and in public…for him at least. People still continued to whisper and gossip but it wasn't as bothersome as before, also, Ryou had been adjusting quite well to his new lifestyle in which he had to constantly escape from paparazzi and reporters. Surprisingly, the apprentice never complained to his boss, Kaiba thought it was because of fear for infuriating his employer, Ryou on the other hand was bearing the pressure to prove himself capable to be the CEO's assistant…not just lucky.
Upon entering his classroom, the wealthy blue-eyed teen looked around to find his classmates huddled up together at some far away table, muttering and seeming to be in awe at some article about some pop idol in a magazine, he guessed. But since when did the class suddenly become this gossipy that they would all gather up? Even the dorks and quiet ones who were the least type of people to be interested in teen magazines were sneaking their way through the barricade of students.
Kaiba dropped his briefcase/school case off at his table and made his way through the crowd of nosy teenagers. The students parted, making way for the dangerous brunette as the teen finally reached the table.
"Kaiba! Is it true?" some random girl immediately interrogated with a questioning expression, holding up a magazine in front of Kaiba's face.
Calmly, the millionaire took hold of the magazine to find that it wasn't one of those teen magazines with famous stars and celebrities but it was actually a gaming magazine. There on a full 2-page section was an article on the latest KaibaCorp contest in which a picture of the top game designers was printed on.
To the utter shock of everyone, Ryou Bakura, a new comer to the official dueling world, has been chosen as one of the top game designers in KaibaCorp's latest game designing competition. His brilliantly crafted work, 'Capsule Monsters Coliseum' is one of the very few and very rare amateur designed games to be praised so highly by the famous CEO of KaibaCorp, Mr. Seto Kaiba. Kaiba read from the article, so? What was the big deal with that statement in the magazine? Kaiba read on:
… "CMC's going to be a big hit if it wins and gets mass produced by KaibaCorp," says an enthusiastic game critique.
Though many people agree that CMC was excellent, there are still those who are doubtful if not resentful for the rookie game designer's steady rise to fame.
"His game may be influenced by some…inside help who knows Mr. Kaiba's high standards," says an anonymous skeptic. 'Perhaps…Mr. Bakura may even be getting help directly from the head' was added fearfully.
Directly from the head? Kaiba glared viciously at the offending article, seriously, HE, Seto Kaiba, allowing a contestant to cheat much less personally helping the said contestant? How absurd!
Yugi saw the extremely aggravated expression on Kaiba's face and decided to speak up lest the brunette make a scene, "We all know it's not true Kaiba…you're not helping Ryou to win, right?" he said a bit fearfully.
"Of course not!" Kaiba snarled, "Why on earth would I allow someone to cheat in MY contest so they'd win…in fact, why would I HELP them cheat!" the brunette bellowed; the only thing Kaiba had ever done for Ryou was make a him a fake duelist's file so people wouldn't question him as to why the he gets to become Kaiba's apprentice…that is, when the news becomes official.
In all fairness, what Kaiba did wasn't cheating…he simply gave Ryou an image that the media would find acceptable. In a sense, Kaiba gave Ryou self-confidence. And this 'new duelist's file' that Kaiba had created…well, it didn't have anything to do with the contest; it was simply an excuse for Ryou to work for Kaiba.
"People are just suspicious you know…" some anonymous student at the back of the crowd started but was cut off immediately by the infuriated CEO.
"I am absolutely sick and tired of people thinking that my judgment is unsatisfactory." He hissed, his glare still firmly in place as he recalled a few incidents that had occurred to him before, incidents wherein people underestimated him and thought that he wouldn't be able to handle being a CEO of a multimillion corporation…well, those skeptics were wrong about him now weren't they? With a final glower at the crowd of students that had formed, the teen turned away and settled in his normal seat, pulling out a book to read to take his mind off the curiosity and suspicion everyone was bombarding him with.
Little did Kaiba know that the article he had just read was not the actual cause of the class' sudden interest in magazines…it was actually the article on the bottom page next to the one Kaiba had read:
"…Mr. Seto Kaiba has always been known as a regal and prominent youth…but he is a youth nonetheless…therefore, the young CEO will be prone to making mistakes many of us make in our early years. His closeness to one of the contestants, Ryou Bakura, a classmate of his in school, proves this statement.
Said closeness may be acclaimed to recent photos of the CEO and his classmate/associate together at several scheduled time intervals.
KaibaCorp representatives refuse to acknowledge any truth to this fact saying that Mr. Kaiba himself specifically asked them not to make the news of his private meetings with the game designer public."
To any normal reader of Duelist Magazine, the article seemed fairly normal…just something about the CEO of KaibaCorp having meetings with a contestant…nothing else. But to Yugi's group and to the class it was…different and frighteningly intimate. Given the current situation of things within their classroom…it was a highly suspicious if not informative article that linked to the teenage gossip that had been roaming throughout the school for a while now.
I mean with that 'yacht incident' and that photo of Kaiba, Ryou and Mokuba as well as Ryou's little secret to Yugi's party about the white blond receiving a cell phone from Kaiba…who wouldn't think that Ryou and Kaiba were up to something big. Ryou being a quiet and soft-spoken, not to mention secretive youth…and Kaiba whose character is by far the most complicated one any person could encounter…these two can be a dangerous combination, may it be in terms of controversy or the gaming world.
While Kaiba was in the classroom quietly reading a book to pass the time before class started, Ryou was in a hurry to school, dashing through alleys and shortcuts to reach the train station which he usually took whenever he was running late; Ryou had been avoiding using public transportations like buses and trains in fear of reporters or the like but this was an emergency and he simply had to get to school on time!
Ryou stood there at a corner in the train, quietly fixing up his slightly tousled uniform. Though the train compartment was quiet and had only a few people in it, the pale teen felt as if he was being watched; it's been the same lately, he'd been getting the feeling that everywhere he went someone was peaking a look at him…and that was true, people have indeed been watching him.
Just a few days ago, Ryou was doing his grocery shopping and people at the counter were watching him, turning their glances towards the newspaper photo of him on the newspaper rack then back to the actual person…as soon as Ryou left the store he could have sworn he heard some gossipy couple whispering something about Ryou being the CEO's personal favorite or something, which actually did make Ryou feel bad.
There had also been that one time, a week before, when he overheard some other duelists in the park joking very loudly about the 'white-blond kid whose been getting into Seto Kaiba's pants'…now that really hurt, for people to think that he would stoop THAT low to pass the preliminaries.
The train stopped and the doors opened, people filed out including Ryou, some chancing a few last glances at the teen before heading off to wherever they were headed to. Ryou walked on from the station and made his way to the route that led to the school, clutching his backpack and jogging to get to his destination faster. He looked at his watch and saw that he was going to be late at the rate he was going so he risked to slip into one of the dangerous shortcuts that would save him a few minutes.
The teen made his way into a dark alley that had a lot of sharp turns; it was an alley that led to an unfriendly neighborhood famous for the crimes and robberies there. Ryou knew it was stupid to pass through such an alley just so he wouldn't be late for school but…he had passed through it a couple of times in the past unscathed…why not chance it one more time huh?
That settled it, Ryou slipped into the dark passage and quickly made his way through the lefts and the rights, not stopping in case he ever runs into a thug who wants his money. With a sharp turn to the left, Ryou reached the midpoint of an alley but was met by a wooden fence that had just recently been put up…of course, Ryou didn't know it had been put up recently since he hadn't used that shortcut for a while.
"Oh no, the way's blocked…I'm gonna be late!" Ryou fretted to himself, having already wasted some time.
Just as Ryou was about to turn and head back to the main street he came from, a thug with a pocket knife stood a mere 3 feet behind him, grinning evilly at his captive.
"Give me your wallet kid!" the gruff thug demanded; the man was dressed in biker clothes with his torn shirt and biker gloves…he was big and was clearly stronger than Ryou.
The teen took a step backwards, frozen in fear; he had been robbed before, once in an alley too…but the thief who robbed him back then wasn't so big and armed and hadn't harmed Ryou…obviously, Ryou had given the man his wallet which had contained some money his father had just sent for him…
But right now…Ryou was broke and the man in front of him had a knife…Ryou could get killed or something! "Please sir, I don't have any money. I'm broke!" the teen spoke, his voice wavering a bit. He took out his wallet and showed the man that it was indeed empty.
The thug squinted his eyes at the wallet, pointing his knife at the helpless teen, "You really ain't got no money huh?" he exclaimed in his hoarse voice…then, the man spotted an interesting photo in the white blond's wallet; it was that photo of Ryou, Mokuba and Kaiba together with Kaiba holding Ryou from behind for a pose…it was that photo they had taken the day after the yacht incident.
"Hey…that's Seto Kaiba! That rich guy who owns KaibaCorp…I knew you looked familiar!" the thief grinned maliciously, "You're that kid who got the media all crazy… 'The CEO's favorite' right?" Ryou merely continued to whimper.
"You're gonna be worth a lot if I kidnap you or something…if those papers are really right 'bout you being that Kaiba-guy's favorite contestant or something"
'Oh…not again with the favoritism…not this early in the morning!' thought Ryou despite his current predicament. He was seriously getting sick and tired of all that junk the media's been saying about him worming his way into the CEO's good side…oh how he hated it.
All of a sudden, the thug sprang forward but Ryou managed to edge to the left just in time to evade the man… The two broke into a run, Ryou darting through different alleys that he wasn't familiar with, the thug chased after him relentlessly, yelling and shouting angrily at Ryou who was too fast.
"Get back here!" the thug hollered.
"Just leave me alone!" the teen paused briefly then kicked a few cardboard boxes at the man gaining on him to slow the pursuer down.
At a point the man disappeared but suddenly reappeared in front of the captive, having used a different route to head the teen off; the thug did after all know those alleys better than Ryou did.
Afraid and gasping for breath, Ryou was roughly shoved, his back to the wall and his hands gripped tightly by the wrists. The man pressed his body closer to the teens, his breath coming in puffs from running, "You're a fast one aren't ya'?" the man spoke sarcastically.
"Please, just let me go and- Agh!" Ryou sentence was cut off by a knee that collided with his abdomen, making him cough up blood in raspy choking breaths.
"You know, I doubt that I'll get any cash from you…that rich guy pal of yours can't possibly think to pay big for a wimp like you!" the thief laughed, "Seriously! Running away from me like a scared little bunny in less than second…bah! I've robbed losers tougher than you."
"Guess those other rumors were right…you are kinda girly to be any good at making monster games…you'd probably be better off making frilly dresses or something." The man continued on, breathing upon his captive's neck.
"Yeah…you're so much like a girl…I got it, that rich dude probably thought you were a cute piece of ass and decided to keep you in the competition so he could…"
"SHUT UP!" at this, Ryou twisted and in one movement got free. He then hurriedly reached for a discarded metal drainpipe he had been eyeing for a while and hit the man roughly with it. The thug's head hit the pipe hard and he fainted.
Though the thief was unconscious his taunting still echoed in Ryou mind, was that what most people thought of him? That he really, REALLY, couldn't do it? That he couldn't have possibly earned Kaiba's respect?
Sullen, stricken, crest-fallen…Ryou sulked quietly to himself, his lip smeared with blood from when he choked out some and his hand clutching at his still aching abdomen where the man hit him real hard, perhaps even breaking a rib; Ryou WAS petite and was liable to sustain much damage from receiving a heavy blow from such a muscular opponent.
Tears were close to forming at the edge of one of the teen's eyes, probably from that impact to his stomach…but then again… Slowly, the white blond walked away from the unconscious thug lying on the ground and made his way to another alley, which he also did not recognize.
He didn't care about being late anymore, his stomach and feelings hurt too much for him to. As he walked at a slow pace, limping at the excruciating pain, he thought deeply about everyone and how they all looked at him…weak, incapable, futile…these thoughts rang in his mind like a broken record, over and over again.
'Why won't anyone see how great I can be? Why is Kaiba the only one who understands that I can be great? I'm not that pathetic…am I?' he thought sourly, reminiscing all those times wherein he just stood by the sidelines uselessly.
It's…hard when people don't see you for what you're worth, it's hard when they think you to be incapable as if crippled…how sad it must be to be looked at by those who think that you don't deserve to stand tall and excel. Must be real hard.
At that last thought, Ryou broke down, dropping at a corner and sitting there with his knees drawn up to his chest, his back to a wall; the alley he was now in was empty but a street sign could be seen at a distance, though it wasn't a street that Ryou recognized.
Tired and aching, the teen opted to get help…he pulled out his cell phone and gave in…
"Fine…I'll be weak…I'll be weak and incapable…to the one person who does not believe me to be so." The white blond muttered sullenly to himself, letting go and letting every dream down…letting himself, his career…perhaps even Kaiba down…
"I surrender"…he called Kaiba's cell.
Necro: Ok…the title of this chapter has a double meaning...on both Kaiba and Ryou's parts. As you can see, Ryou's lost hope of ever living up to Kaiba's expectations of him because everyone else is discouraging him. Kaiba's finally starting to acknowledge the fact that he is falling for Ryou…though he acknowledges this subconsciously through dreams.
I just love alley scenes…you know…I just do, so I had to put one in here.
I hope that intro dream scene was ok with you guys.
PLEASE read and review THE GAME…pretty please? If you are smart you will…if you don't…flying monkeys with come out of your eye sockets/cricket sounds/ ok, I've got nothing.
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