Twelve signs | By : Fel5 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > General Views: 5132 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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(Cocks a
brow) I usually do not comment on reviews, but this time, I’ll make an exception:
rain, I
assume, you didn’t realize, that all those ‘bashing’ are Kaiba’s pov’s, in a manner of speaking. And Kaiba doesn’t like Anzu. Nuff said.
As for you
others, I’m gonna add a little more fluff-yes, I realize, Kaiba *is* OOC, but I’m not used to do ‘nice’ Seto, so sorry for any character quirks, ne?
Honda stared at him, as if he had grown a second head.
“Are you nuts? This is the best show of my live! I mean, Kaiba’s so stoned, he’d probably do a strip, if you asked him to, and, let’s face it, both Yugi and Yami could use the dancing lessons.”
Uncertain,
Katsuya let his friend talk him into enjoying the spectacle. Which he did, although he couldn’t help but feeling a little guilty, sitting there, sipping beers, while Yami was obviously fighting to keep up with Kaiba’s fast movements.
After twenty-eight minutes, the pharao had enough and twisted out of the CEO’s grip, saying that he needed a rest. Immediately, Kaiba loosened his hold on him,
though still clasping the shorter duelist’s hands firmly in his.
“I understand, that you are tired, Yami, I will no longer force you to go on. There is one thing, though, I need to do, before you leave.”
Swiftly, before anyone had time to react, he swopped Yami up in his arms and gave him a searing, wet kiss.
Honda and
Jou, unisono, spat out their respective gulp of beer in a vast spray, soaking their immediate vicinity.
For several
moments, they just sat there in mute horror, before Jou finally rasped:
“Kaiba’s nuts.”
“Insane.”
„Whacko.“
„Bonkers.“
„Coo-coo.“
„Gaga.”
“We gotta save Yugi!” bellowed Katsuya, as he shot up from his chair, Honda right behind him, but by the time they reached their friend, Kaiba had already left. Yami just stood there, dazed, before drawing a deep, shuddering breath.
Jounouchi arrived first, laying an arm around the pharao’s shoulder.
“Hey, Yugi-Yami-are you..okay?”
The spirit
sighed anew, before confessing:
“I..I think, I need to sit down.”
He let himself be led away from the dancefloor to a barstool by Jounouchi, who reassured him, that Kaiba had meant nothing by that, and that it was most probably just some sick, twisted joke on his, Yami’s, expense.
Honda,
meanwhile, watched the door, through which the CEO had disappeared, with a heated glare.
“Damn, you,
Kaiba!” he hissed, voice edged with hatred.
Unlike the
previous time, Seto remembered every single detail of his night out with crystal clarity:
The dancing, the flirting, the kiss he had shared with Yami-who would have thought, the pharao tasted like cinnamon and blackcurrant? Exotic, sweet, fresh, like a
tropic fruit…
He had made the first step, and was now waiting for Yami’s.
When the next letter arrived, Kaiba was just busy telling off his staff, because of the stalling production of the new duel discs.
However, his mood lightened considerately, when he saw the familiar handwriting on one of the sheets his secretary had brought in.
Quickly
finishing the business at hand, Seto reached for his letter opener, swiftly breaching the seal. Eager to read the newest confession of Yami’s love to him, his gaze came to rest on these words:
Beshrew that
heart that makes my heart to groan
For that
deep wound it gives my friend and me!
It’s not
enough to torture me alone,
But
slave to slavery my sweet’st friend must be?
Me from
myself thy cruel eye hath taken,
And my
next self thou harder hast engross’d:
Of him,
my self, and thee I am forsaken,-
A
torment thrice threefold, thus to be cross’d.
Prison
my heart in thy steel bosom’s ward,
But then
my friend’s heart let my poor heart bail;
Whoe’er
keeps me, let my heart be his guard:
Thou
canst not then use rigour in my jail.
And yet
thou wilt; for I, being pent in thee,
Perforce
am thine, and all that is in me.
The paper slid from his nerveless fingers, as blue eyes stared unseeing into the distance.
‘Oh kami,’ he thought ‘I kissed the wrong guy!’
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Mwahahahahahahaa!
Sorry, I just had to do that, I imagined the shell-shocked looks on both Yami’s and Seto’s faces, and-bwahahahahahahahahahahahaaaaa!^^ Please R&R, arigato!
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