You Look Marvelous | By : Reppa Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3775 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer : I don’t own Yu-Gi-Oh! or any of it’s characters, I own the currently nameless stalker though. I don’t own the song, Alicia Keys does.
Notes : Whee?
Summary : As rich and famous as he is, attractive despite the attitude, Kaiba Seto has had to deal with a good number of stalkers in his day. But never has he dealt with one so obsessive and cunning. J/S, N/M, YY/Y, B/M and one sided OC/S.
Warnings : Well…there’ll be some violence, lemon and mild NC fondling, fowl language, mild abuse of a minor, manipulation, kidnapping, maybe a little drug use, a few bodies of non-important but foreboding characters laying around, excessive obsessive tendencies to a scary point with people that are out of said freak’s grasp, light bathes in particular body fluids, and a few implied things like masturbation over the phone. (I thought my friend was going to choke on his chips with that one.) …Damn, what didn’t I cover? I’m going straight to Hades for this one…Most of this will come in later chapters.
You Look Marvelous
Chapter 5 : Waking Up to Hell
By Reppa
Some people live for the fortune
Some people live just for the fame
Some people live for the power yeah
Some people live just to play the game
Some people think that the physical things
Define what's within
I've been there before
But that life's a bore
So full of the superficial
Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ainou bou baby
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you
Some people search for a fountain
Promises forever young
Some people need three dozen roses
And that's the only way to prove you love them
And in a world on a silver platter
And wondering what it means
No one to share, no one who truly cares for me
Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you
Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you
If I ain't got you with me baby
Nothing in this whole wide world don't mean a thing
If I ain't got you with me baby
It had been a long time since the last time he woke up to a painful headache and a nauseous stomach, last time had been in Pegasus‘ dungeon. Taking deep, even breaths, Seto stirred from sleep slowly, shaking his head just a little. From what he could tell, he was laying back in something cushiony. Not as good as his own bed back home, but good enough to warrant a decent night’s sleep. But that hardly mattered at the moment, he had to figure out where he was. When his head was clear and he was sure he wouldn’t pass out all over the floor, Seto stood.
His long white jacket was missing from his being, but he was still fully dressed in the black clothing he wore underneath. His hand went to his chest and he gasped, his card shaped locket missing. Bastard…With his sight renewed, the brunette looked around the foreign room he was in. Three of the four walls were like any walls you’d find in a home, but the last wall was made out of a clear plastic, an exit out lacking a door leading to a hallway and across from the entrance were stairs that ascended up. A bed on an iron frame with a pile of blankets and pillows, a sink, toilet, small fridge, a bookcase stocked with a wide assortment of things, table and two chairs in the middle…but that was all else there was to the room.
He didn’t spend his time to take in the details as he rushed towards the stairs, not paying any mind to a light slapping noise till his right foot gave out under him as he came within five feet of the doorway. The brunette quickly balanced himself to keep from falling and looked back down to his hindrance. A thick leather strap anchored into the wall had a shackle ensnared around his ankle. Great, just great. And to top it off, he was pretty sure the door ahead at the top of the stairs was more than likely locked anyway.
After giving it something of a tug, his blue eyes went in search of what he expected to be something along the lines of a camera watching his movements, but he saw nothing of the sort. If there was one, it was well hidden then. Damn his luck, he should have known better than to step outside like that without setting his own guidelines. But with the idea that his little brother was possibly there and in trouble, what else was there to do?
Sitting back down on the bed, he rested his chin on both hands, wondering what time it was, how he was to get out, and more importantly what happened to his little brother. He had probably slept for hours on end and he refused to ponder what that freak could have done to him while he was unconscious. It was a dreadful thought really. He gave a visible shudder, scowling softly.
Another thought came to mind and he pondered Jounouchi’s situation elsewhere. He had probably came by the mansion, gotten nothing from the butler on him…part of Seto even wondered if the blond was even worried. The CEO would give him the benefit of the doubt at this point and assume he was, Noa probably explained everything to him. A cold smirk plastered on his lips at the image running through his head of Jounouchi beating the living daylights out of his kidnapper. That was a very pleasant thought, he’d be there when it happened.
His head snapped up at the sound of several locks being undone and he looked to see the door at the end of the stairs swing open. Kotei stood there with a tray in hand, probably something for him to eat resting on top. The stranger padded down the steps with a sickeningly pleasant smile on his face, setting the tray on the table. Seto didn’t bother to jump up to attack or anything of the sort, there was no telling what consequences there’d be if he did. For all he knew, the freak had a gun or knife, or maybe had Mokuba somewhere upstairs and something bound to happen to him if the older Kaiba got out of line.
While he was being glared at with a great deal of malice, Kotei continued with the smile, taking a casual seat at the table. He had brought his Seto a simple breakfast, something the brunette ate normally every morning, bagel with cream cheese and a bowl of mixed fruit. Seeing as his kitten wasn’t moving, the slate-haired boy motioned for him to come over and eat, “What, I’m not going to bite. Come here and take a seat and enjoy your yummy breakfast!”
“Which is probably laced withe soe sort of drug, no doubt. I’m sure you wouldn’t mind me being asleep again, would you? Bet you got your sick kicks out of that.” Kaiba’s voice dripped of venom, as he growled at the other.
“Well, I did…but nothing too intimate…I’d prefer you wide awake for that.” Truth be told, Kotei hadn’t wasted much time when he had Kaiba unconscious due to the chloroform. The stuff was a godsend really, he just managed to take care not getting too tipsy from what he used on the brunette. He had done a considerable bit of fondling and kissing, Kaiba had proved to be quite a nice little armful what with those slender legs and soft lips. The corner of his mouth twitched rather violently before he pushed that thought from his mind, taking in the look of disgust from the brunette. “I’ll just leave you for the time being so you can get around to eating your breakfast. Eat every bit…and I’ll pop back down here later on. And don‘t try anything, because your brother is upstairs, still sleeping.”
Kaiba buried his face into his hands as he was once again alone, letting out a moan as he bit into his lower lip forcefully. :Sick, sick…oh, just sick…!: A severe shudder shook his frame as he jumped to his feet and rushed to the sink, scrubbing clean whatever skin that freak could have touched, or at least tried to. He cast the food waiting for him on the table a disdainful glare. What if he was right? What if it did have some sort of drug in there that would knock him out all over again?
But he was hungry, and he was pretty sure he’d be unconscious all over again at some point. A look of disgust was still masking itself all over his face as he wearily made his way to the table, taking a seat. He eyed the bowl of grapes, cantaloupe, honey melon, and strawberries. Yeah, this was safe, but he gave a shrug as he lightly picked the fork up to start eating, ready to make it quick so he’d rush to the bed to avoid collapsing on the floor.
~*~
Sometimes Jounouchi was rather scary when he was mad. Well, mad was probably an understatement. He was more or less furious. The blond had dragged Noa with him to Yugi’s Game Shop to tell him all about what had happened, now the three of them stood at the counter of the shop, trying to figure out what to do. Yugi frowned, rubbing his cheek lightly as he tried to think, the ethereal form of Yami hovering close to him, “I don’t know where we start…maybe the Puzzle can sense Kaiba out?”
“I don’t know what that thing can do…” Noa shrugged slightly, leaning against the glass counter as he heaved a sigh. He wondered how his two adoptive brothers were at the moment, though he worried more for Mokuba, “If Kaiba’s wearing his white jacket, I could see if I can trace the K.C. communicator on the collar.”
That sounded like an idea, but that was if Kaiba was wearing the jacket. Even then, it depended on if the kidnapper knew about it and if so, did something with it. The last factor to consider was if he even wore the jacket, the green haired boy hadn’t been about when Kaiba left for work so he didn’t know what he was wearing for sure. Didn’t mean the idea hurt anything. Another thing they’d have Noa look into the phone number on the cell phone Jounouchi still had in hand. The last thing any of them were comfortable with was the idea on waiting till something happened.
Jounouchi groaned, still fairly frustrated as he took a seat. He didn’t like waiting for results…he wanted to know where he could find the bastard so he could lynch him. Kidnapping his Kaiba and he was probably doing Gods knew what to him, and made him miss their date…There would be definite payback when he got a hold of him. Oh yes.
“Do you think we need to let any of the others know and get them to help look?” The tri color haired boy looked between them both, a troubled frown working it way in there as his hands folded together. Yami continued to hover close to his hikari, listening still. This sounded quite dangerous as he made a comment to his other half who nodded in agreement, “If we do manage to figure out where they are…we better go in carefully, we don’t want that guy getting on guard when the time comes…”
“Yugi makes a good point, so don’t be a brute rushing in for the slaughter, okay, Jounouchi?”
“Why you little lime headed punk…”
The blond looked ready to pounce on the smaller robotic boy as he scowled at him, but his best friend’s clearing his throat brought his attention around. Yugi shook his head at him, grabbing the edge of his shirt’s sleeve, “We can’t be arguing with each other, Jounouchi, we have to work together to find Mokuba and Kaiba and make sure they’re okay.”
He listened to his friend grumble, relaxing as best he could despite his circumstances and return to his seat. The boy gave Noa a warning not to be antagonizing him any further and to heed what he said also. At that, the green haired boy sighed with a roll of the eyes before looking to Jounouchi, arms folded, “Give me that phone so I can check it out, then. And stop glaring at me like that.”
~*~
“Ow, ow, ow…” The boy mumbled, sitting up. Mokuba was now awake, looking rather cross eyed for a moment before regaining his senses completely. He didn’t know what happened or where he was as he looked around the somewhat dingy room. There wasn’t much to it…there was a toilet and bed as well as a small, static screened television. It was definitely inviting…not.
The younger Kaiba got to his feet and scratched his head, looking at the window that was nailed down and barred outside. It felt like a miniature prison, and the door was in no better shape as he tried the handle. Locked, great. At the bottom of the door there was a small rectangular hole cut out but there was no way he’d manage to fit through. Mokuba plopped back down onto the floor, legs crossed and he whined softly, “Why am I the one always kidnapped as bait…wish it was Seto once in a while…”
Yeah, then he could play hero. But he didn’t want to worry on his brother being kidnapped anytime soon, the thought was unsettling. However it was something of a great pain always being the one snatched up.
“I see we’re up.”
Mokuba yawned, dark eyes widening a little at the voice speaking through the door. He recognized it as the stranger from before and he frowned. The guy had a lot of nerve…”You’re so dead…when Seto finds you, he’s going to make you sorry you ever laid a hand on me. And I’m going to be right there, laughing the whole way through while he teaches you a lesson, you psycho!”
“Is that so? I guess I put a damper on your plans then…what with your pretty brother locked up in the basement right at the moment. He woke up not too long ago by the way…and if you don’t believe me, here’s your proof.”
The boy’s gaze shifted down to the opening to watch Kotei’s hand push the card shaped locket through. Not his own locket, which currently hung around his neck, but Seto’s! With a gasp, Mokuba moved forward swiftly to catch it, unfortunately it disappeared back out under the door. He ground his teeth together, slamming his small fists on the door, “If you do anything to Seto I’m gonna tear out your eyes and do all sorts of other things to you…! Don’t touch him!”
“Sorry, already did…and I had good fun doing it too.” A chuckle bubbled up.
Mokuba shook angrily, he pushed out any thoughts on what could have really ensued as he continued to bang on the door. He even got up and started ramming it with his shoulder…to no avail. The jerk continued his laughing, sounding like he enjoying himself immensely until the laughter stopped and he was given a severe warning, “If you don’t stop that, I’ll do a few choice things to your brother that I may not like entirely, but will still have some good fun doing…now behave like a good boy and all will be fine.”
At that, the young Kaiba stopped, stepping back from the door. He was in no position to question the other person, he had no idea what he would really do…With shoulder slumped in defeat, Mokuba sat back down, legs to his chest and chin resting on his knees as he waited. He’d get out, and when he did, there’d be trouble…
End of Chapter 5
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