Title: Even Stars can explode
Author: Kohako_Shadow
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: pre-slash Seto/Joey
Beta: this hasn't been spell-checked.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or make any profit of it.
Summary: The Past and Present collide

~ dream/vision ~

Recap:
"But why?" He whispered softly, his voice eerily echoing in the deafening silence of the hallway. "I couldn't just let my Puppy get beaten up by some lowlife, could I?" A hand reached out to softly stroke Jou's cheek. His breath caught at the emotion in those cold calculated eyes. A shy feeling rose inside of him and he looked away.

A deep chuckle greeted his ears before he felt a warm face nuzzle the side of his face. He shook himself out of his stupor and watched as the auburn-haired male walk away toward the next class. "What just happened?" No one answered him, too confused with the cold man's action. This wasn't what anyone had expected to happen.

Kaiba stonily looked forward. He dismissed the inane prattle of his secretary reminding him again of his important 3 o'clock business meeting. His failed attempt to drown out the grating voice left him irritated, since it still entered his psyche. Already he could feel a tremendous headache building up.

He gritted his teeth and took a deep breath to control himself. "You're dismissed!" The cold voice slashed the secretary's monologue; leaving an uncomfortable silence in its wake. A squeaky voice tried to protest before deadly rays fixed it on the owner.

The warning was clear in the eyes. Complying with the order, the secretary left his troubled employer. Kaiba watched the slow proceeding with tired eyes. Before the door had fully closed he had already slouched in his chair and swiveled it to face the city lights of Domino City.

He closed his eyes and breathed in the pungent smell of leather. He wondered peculiarly why the sharp smell always managed to sooth away his troubles. The vision suddenly hit him, freezing him in his tracks.

~ A pale hand caressed a heavy leather band nestled above a bare collarbone. "Nfr." A blond head ducked in embarrassment at the compliment. ~

And just as sudden as it had appeared the vision quickly vanished into thin air, leaving a gasping young man behind; trying to compose himself.

'What was that?' Blue eyes clouded with confusion before settling in the familiar blank look many had come to see in the young CEO. A sigh of disgust filtered out of the thin lips before the dark and gloomy place retained its quietness.

After a few hours the CEO concluded he wasn't getting anything done and called for his driver to bring the limo up from. It was time to go home. Clearly the change of setting would be a balm to his soul. Arranging his papers on the desk he grabbed his briefcase and settled it on the mahogany desk. Snapping the briefcase opened he picked up his things. The glinting of something inside the dark interior seized his attention. It was the piece of jewelry he found laying on his bedroom floor.

He picked it up and the stone came alive at coming in contact with the lamp on Kaiba's desk. The dark reddish orange glow that bathed his office walls reminded Kaiba of rays of sunset. 'It was beautiful.' He had to concede. And then his eyes hardened at what he just thought. Kaiba Seto did not find insignificant stones to be beautiful. Not even when they reminded them of a certain young blonde with a sunny smile that could light up even the most blackest of hearts.

He growled to himself and turned the lamp off. Striding brusquely out of his office he promised himself to not think of anything but his work.

Across the town another young man was experiencing the same thing. Standing in front of his bedroom window, young Katsuya Jonouchi brooded. He didn't allow himself to think of the weird beheviour of the young CEO that helped him today.

The guy was hard to understand and Jou didn't have the energy to solve the puzzle that was Seto Kaiba. He had more pressing matters to attend to. For the past days now, he was troubled with almost dreams They seem so realistic, that he'd believed them to be memories of a past long forgotten.

He told himself that it was possible, that it could happen. Did Anzu not confide in him that Atemu saw her in Egypt when they were trying to search more about his past. It's clear that all Millinieum Spirits were present and it was known in the group that Kaiba used to be High Priest of the Pharaoh even if the guy was denying everything.

The lanky youth shook himself out of his musings and tried to talk himself out of this funk that he seemed to be in. His friends were already starting to get worried and that was the last thing that he wanted. Watching the stars above, he couldn´t help but think back to his dream from last night.

~ Two dark figures were illuminated by the soft glow of the full moon that casts it´s lovely glow around them. They marveled at the sight that greeted them from above. The dark veil of midnight alighted with twinkling stars of gold.

Whispers, too low, to be heard, drifted on butterfly wings before dwindling down. It was obvious, even to the untrained eye, that the two men lying in each other´s embrace were not merely friends. You could see it in the gentle touches and heated glances.

Both were as different as the night and day. The younger one was tanned and vibrant as the shining sun, whereas the older of the two had an air of coldness to him like the unreachable moon. Aside from the veils that they both wore around there faces, both were dressed different from each other.

Whereas the cold one was wrapped in the most expensive materials known to man, with jewelry adorning his arms, hand and feet; the sunny one was garbed only in a white skirt. A High Priest and a Slave.

They were the last persons on earth you would imagine being as close to each other as those two. Yet there was no denying the love that connected them, despite their difference. ~

Jou sighed and not for the first time that night wondered how he knew that the men in his dreams were a High Priest and Slave. Their features were indistinguishable, due to the darkness and veils. Yet for some kind of reason the blonde knew those two. He had seen them before. It didn't make any sense to him. But he knew in his heart that he longed to know the truth about those two. 'Who were they? And why am I having those dreams about them? And why do I always picture Seto and I in my mind when I think of them.'

He closed his eyes, the questions that arose due to the dreams only served to make his head ache. The night was growing late and school was only a few hours away. It was time for the young man to sleep. He tried everything that he could think of to fall asleep, but it was as if his active mind was hell bent on keeping awake.

He clasped his hand and settled them on his bare stomach. 'Maybe meditating would help.' And thus Jou cleansed his mind of any lingering thoughts and resolutely tried to drift off. The feelings that lingered after that dream rose within him before he could stop it. Smiling to himself Jou slowly drifted to sleep, embraced with a love that rivaled his own feelings for Kaiba Seto. 'I wonder what happened to those two.'

Outside the moon kept vigil on the sleeping inhabitants of Domino City.

To be continued

PS: Nfr means beautiful in Ancient Egyptian, at least I think it is. Please correct me if I'm wrong, because it could be Kishwahili -Bantu. I'm not really so sure.

ETA 19/6 Will be trying to update this as soon as possible. I finally have the time to edit my ongoing stories.