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My Bloody Valentine
By: K.L.E.B.KAT
Part: Five of Five
For: REM’s Spring Fling Challenge at the
Dragon’s Lair
Pairings: OC/Jonouchi,
Seto/Jonouchi
Special thanks to: Ten-chan and
Shardai
Rating: NC-17 (would be rated R if not for
the Lemon)
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Uh, Morbid
Song: “My Bloody Valentine” is by Good
Charlotte
Disclaimer: <..> *<--is sad cause she doesn’t own Yu-Gi-Oh! but she does have “The Young and the Hopeless” CD by Good
Charlotte*.
Summary: Jonouchi has had many lovers in
the past, and Seto is the latest one at his doorstep. Too bad Jonouchi already
has a boyfriend, but Seto can fix that...just like he has “fixed” all of
Jonouchi’s other boyfriends.
*~*
Note’s: The teacher is modeled after Theresa
Monsour’s Clean Cut bad guy. Have fun!!
*~*~*
>>Tonight...
“Mokuba,
I’ll be gone for a bit. I have to be in town for a few hours,” Seto Kaiba told
his little brother over his cell phone as he drove his midnight blue convertible
behind Michaels’ black car.
“Did
you take your umbrella? The weatherman says that one hell of a storm is
coming.”
“MOKUBA!”
“...hee,
hee, sorry, Niisama.
When will you be home?”
>>He
dropped you off
Seto
looked at the green-blue digital display, “Well, its 9:39 now,” Michaels’ car
turned into a dishevelled apartment complex, “Look for me at about
two.”
“That late at night?” Mokuba asked with disapproval in his
voice.
“Yes,
that late.” Seto parked to the side, behind a building just enough to be hidden
but still close enough to see what was taking place..
“Invite one of your friends over to keep you company and I’ll see you later,
Okay?”
“Yeah,
okay, Seto,” Mokuba answered sadly, “Bye, bye.”
“Bye,
bye Mokuba,” and he clicked the phone off as he watched Jonouchi and Michaels
get out of the car and hug each other. A passionate kiss between the two lovers
was next, and Kaiba felt anger rise within him. That’s my dog you’ve been
fucking, you son of a bitch! Kaiba pounded a fist on the cream-colored
dashboard. I’ll fix you for ruining my puppy! YOU’RE DONE
FOR!!
Seto
continued to watch as Jonouchi waved goodbye to Michaels and went up the stairs
and into his apartment. Love? You didn’t even walk him
to the door!
Michaels
got back into his car and pulled out into the street and headed further down
town. As Seto followed, he made notes of where every convenience store, gas
station, and clothing store was. Just in case I screw up. I’ll find out where he
lives, head over to Kaiba Corp so the cameras can see me just in case, and I’ll
take the secret way out so no one or thing will catch me
leaving.
>>I
followed him home
Kaiba
had managed to keep a variety of weapons in the mansion, many old antiques
handed down from the bastard Gozubaru himself. But for this, like the others
that came before it, Kaiba demanded a common but effective
weapon.
As
Michaels pulled into a quaint apartment complex--much nicer than Katsuya’s,
Kaiba noted--Seto parked behind a tree, not wanting to be easily spotted by
Michaels’ gray eyes. He pulled into a parking space and got out, fingers busying
themselves with the multitude of keys on the chain as Michaels walked up to a
door.
Not
letting his eyes stray from the teacher, Kaiba placed his chin on the steering
wheel as his fingers felt for the object under his seat. He found it just as
Michaels entered his apartment. Kaiba placed the object in the belt
back
of
his pants and then proceeded to take off his dark blue silk shirt, reviling a
black tank top neatly tucked into his slightly faded black
jeans.
>>Then
I stood out side his bedroom window
Fuck
the plan, I’ll do it now! Seto thought, stepping out of the car. Locking it, he
left the car and visually estimated where Michaels
bedroom could be. I don’t want anyone to call the police, I’m not getting arrested for being an alleged peeping
tom. He counted the apartment doors and went behind the complex, counting
windows until he got to the same number as the
doors.
Kaiba
smiled, surrounding Michaels’ window were a tree and a couple of hedges. Piece of cake. Seto peered through opened blinds of the
window and he could make out a faint distortion of a dresser directly in front
of him, a body length mirror on the wall in a corner to his right and a messy,
unmade bed underneath the window.
Michaels
came into the bedroom some where from Kaiba’s left and the CEO ducked to the
side, crouching. A light came on then it flickered off and the sound of a
squeaking bed made its way to Seto’s ears.
Good,
I can do this, I’ve done it a million times! Seto took
the chance and peeked through a corner of the window, Michaels not even having
bothered with the blinds. Seto could see him, shirtless and in blue jeans, lying
on his stomach, his white, silvery hair spilling over his ears and on to the
pillow that he had his face buried in.
Kaiba
reached for the object in his waistband, holding its handle upside down. He
tempted the window, happy to see that he wouldn’t have to break in as it opened
easily for him. Once the window was opened to the size he desired, Seto silently
hoisted himself up and onto the windowsill. Sitting on his knees for a moment,
Kaiba craned his body into the room and jumped onto the
bed.
>>Standing
over him
Michaels
head shot up and he leaned on his elbows for support. He turned over on his
side, expecting to see some one eye level with him. The intruder was standing
over him at the end of the bed, his feet planted firmly to either side of
Michaels.
He
finished turning over, now using his hands for support as he held himself up on
the bed. “Who the hell are you?”
Kaiba
smirked, “I’m the one who really belongs with him.”
“With
him?” the teacher repeated, “You mean Jo-kun?!”
“Hn, you talk too much, and you ruined my song as well as my
puppy,” the dragon said disgustedly with a tilt of his
head.
“Who
are--” Michaels saw the glint of the knife in his opponent’s right hand, shining
in the moonlight as the little pitter-pat of the raindrops began to hit the
apartments began to hit the apartments.
>>He
begged me not to do
“No,
please! I’ll do anything you want, just don’t kill me! Take my car, my money,
for god’s sake, take all that you want!”
“What
about Jo-kun?” Kaiba questioned.
“I--I--I’ll
give you whatever you want--”
>>What
I knew
Seto
swooped down onto one knee like the lightning that lit up the current night sky,
the storm becoming more severe in only seconds. He used his free hand to grasp
Michaels hard by the neck, causing bruises to form where his fingers were. “That
wasn’t my question, asshole! What about Jo-kun? Would you give me
Jo-kun?”
In
a rasped breath, Michaels answered, “...no...”
>>I
had to do
Lightning
flashed again, the intruder now in Michaels’ line of vision. “SETO?”
>>‘Cause
I’m so in love with you!
The
dragon ripped the blade of the knife across Michaels’ throat, black colored
blood spilling over onto the bed and Seto. “DIE YOU BASTARD!” he screamed
through gritted teeth, dominating over the body as he pushed it back down to the
pillows, carving madly into the corpse’s torso; the entire time his hand still
held the dead man‘s neck.
Finally,
Seto--breathing heavily, mouth open, teeth gritted and eyes bulging--drug the
knife back over Michaels throat, making a second line.
“Bastard, you,” Seto began to pull.
“Talk,”
his fingers slipped a little.
“Too,”
his nails pierced its flesh.
“MUCH!”
Seto ripped out the throat of what used to be Romann
Michaels.
>>I
ripped out his throat
Seto
sat on the edge of the blood soaked bed, running his hands over his bloody, bare
arms, attempting to get the dry blood off of his arms but just spreading more of
the mess all over himself.
“Now
he’s not in the way of our new life, Jonouchi.”
As
he made his way to the bathroom, all Kaiba could think about was how the rain
was washing away the last of the filth from his and Jonouchi’s lives forever.
“Yes, yes, I wash my bloody hands and we’ll start a new
life!”
>>The
rain came down so hard that night
*~*~*
Jonouchi
stepped out of the shower, not wanting to be electrocuted during the
thunderstorm. He made the motion to pick the towel up off the floor, but the
pain shooting up his ass hole thought better of it for him. “Ow, damn it!”
Jonouchi stood up as straight as he could, placing his hand on his lower back.
“I got to tell Romann to go easer on me, I can’t miss
any more days at school anyway.”
Katsuya
rubbed his ass and then wrapped another, easier and more accessible towel around
his waist. “Lessee, I have my weekend clothes, my DM deck, some baby oil...” a
suggestive smirk tugged at the dog’s lips, “Just in case Romann forgets.” He
went though a couple more items on the mental checklist, not wanting to forget
the most important things for the camping trip. “Since Seto knows, maybe I
should make him our emergency number in case something
happens.”
Deep
in thought, Jonouchi didn’t notice the first few times the phone rung. “I’m
coming, I’m coming!” he yelled at it as if it was a living
thing.
Picking
it up, Jonouchi said into the receiver, “Hello?”
“Jonouchi,
it’s Seto,” came the cool voice over the phone
line.
Jonouchi’s
eyes opened wider, “S-Seto? Why are you calling me? I was just thinking of
you.”
“I’m
calling--” Kaiba paused, taking in air and forcing it out, as if to relax himself. “I’m calling to take off my disguise. You can mourn
the death of your bloody valentine one last time.”
Jonouchi
just randomly stared blankly at a wall, “What?”
Odd,
soft chuckling was only the first part of his answer. “We can start our new life
together, Jonouchi. I’ve washed my hands and we can forget all about this
shit.”
“What
the hell are you talking about, Kaiba? Are you
high?!”
“I’m
only high on you!” Seto cackled.
“Shit,
Kaiba, are you alright? You sound cracked! Actually, I
think you are cracked! Maybe Romann and I--”
“Don’t
you ever let me hear its filthy name on your lips! You hear me?” Seto
yelled.
“...its?...”
Seto
began talking sweetly to Jonouchi, “It’s ok, Jo-kun,
he’s dead. He won’t defile you any more.”
Jonouchi
let his jaw drop, his voice desperate, “He’s...Romann’s
dead?”
“Yes,“ Seto answered coolly, “Another one of those other three
corpses that tried to destroy you.”
Jonouchi
dropped to his knees, tears swelling in his eyes, “...oh--oh my god!” Jonouchi
couldn’t stand it and he began to wail, “OHMYGOD! HOW COULD
YOU DO THIS SETO!?”
“Oh,
my love, please don’t cry!” Seto said, a slight tune to
his voice. “I’ll
wash
my bloody hands and we’ll start a new life!”
“How
could you, Seto?”
“I
did it for love, Jonouchi!”
“That’s
not love, that’s obsession!” Jonouchi sobbed, “WHAT THE HELL’S WRONG WITH
YOU?”
>>I
don’t know much at all,
>>I
don’t know wrong from right
“All
I know is that I love you tonight, my sweet puppy. I knew you’d be overwhelmed
with happiness, lover, but I didn’t think you would be like this,” the dragon
purred.
“Oh
shit!” the blond whined, “I'm not happy Seto, I'm
devastated!”
“Don’t
worry,” The CEO said calmly, not listening to what was really being said by the
younger boy, “I’ll wash my bloody hands and we’ll start our new life. There will
be no tell-tale heart left to find. You’re clean now, lover. No one to dirty you now.” Seto paused for a moment, in
contemplation. “I think that I’ll take you on that camping trip tomorrow, lover.
See you at eight in the morning.” Seto hung up on the other
end.
“Oh
my god, oh my god, oh my god, OH MY GOD!”
Joey quickly collapsed fully on the floor, sobbing
uncontrollably.
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