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Dawning Emotion	By : yugistenshi Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > General Views: 2251 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Dawning Emotion
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Yay! I’m back! Earlier than I thought and promised and
without neglecting any work I still have to do!
Thank you again to all the peo who who reviewed my other fic, you rock!
So, here comes the new one:

Pairings: Seto/Katsuya; hints at
Yami/Yugi, Bakura/Ryou and Otogi/Honda
Warnings: Shonen-Ai and a bloody
nose<
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Disclaimer: A friend of mine
suggested to kidnap Takahashi-sensei and make him work for
me. But I’m a very peacefull person, normally,
so I won’t do that. That means, as
"> sad as
it is, I don’t own it!

Dawning Emotion

“I don’t know how I let you talk
me into this,” Seto mumbled as he stepped out of the car. “Especially with so
much work left to do!”

Mokuba just sighed, latching onto
his older brother’s hand to pull him towards the small game shop in front of
them.

“It’s good for you to see a few
other things than just your laptop,” the raven-haired boy said with conviction
and added after a moment: “Especially people. You promised to be nice, so live
up to it!”

“Hn,” was all res response Mokuba
got, but it seemed to sfy sfy him. He let go of his brother’s hand to ring the
doorbell, but was beaten to it by a certain blonde who unnoticedly had come up
to the door as well.

“Hi,” Katsuya said nonchalantly, smiling
brightly.

“Mokuba?” Seto’s voice had an
undefinable edge to it as he snatched his little brother by the shoulders to
turn him around. “Didn’t you say he,” Seto thumped at Katsuya and shot him an
angry glare, “wouldn’t be here?” His eyes flashed dangerously as he waited for
an answer.

Mokuba fidgeted, grinning
innocently at his brother. “You know, you could have figured yourself that it
wouldn’t be true. It is Yugi’s party after all. And it would be nice if
the two of you didn’t fight for once! It’s Newyears’s Eve, what about your
newyear’s resolutions?”

Seto breathed in deeply to calm
himself down a bit. This was definitely something he hadn’t expected, although
Mokuba was right that he could have guessed as much.
“We’re going home.”

“No,” Mokuba whined. “You cannot
do that! You prom to to !” M!” Mokuba kept on tugging on his brother’s jacket
until Katsuya finally decided to speak after listening all the while.

“Ya know, Kaiba, it is not nice
ta break a promise ya gave to yer brotha. Let’s make a deal. I’m not going to
bother ya as long as ya don’t insult me. Dat’s fair and Mokuba can have his fun da da part/p> /p>

Mokuba smiled happily and
instandly jumped to hug Katsuya. “Thank you, Jou! Come on Seto! You promised!”

“Interesting. Mind telling me what
this shit is about,” Seto asked, irritated by now.

“Of course not,” the ancient
Pharaoh stated calmly. “I challenge you to get Jou on his knees in front of you
and make him bark like the dog you keep calling him. But all that without a
bloody nose.”

Seto jerked his head harshly to
look at Yami. “What kind of twisted joke is that? Are you trying to kid me, or
what?!”

“No. I just bet you cannot
achieve that,” Yami answered, still calm but smiling mischievously.

Seto fumed, anger flooding
through him. “What should I get out of that dumbshit?” Seto asked in a
concieted tone.

Yami chuckled again and Seto
could clearly see the spirits eyes darken for a moment, indicating he was
talking to Yugi through their link. A few seconds later, Yami pointed towards
the little group across the room.

“Mokuba, could you help me,
please?” Yugi asked, smiling brightly towards Seto. “We’re running out of
snacks.”

Seto’s eyes widened and he turned
to glare at Yami again. “You cannot do that! That’s blackmail! Just for a stupid
bet,” he growled.

“Calm down and don’t make a
scene. You’ll get your brother back. But if you loose, you’re going to stay on
our roof for an hour.”

Seto looked at the spirit in
bewilderment. “An hour on the roof? Are you stupid or something?”

“Don’t you dare question me! Get
going! You’ve got an hour and a half to get Jou on his knees. Don’t waste your
time.” Yami grinned, leaving the still confused boy.

***~***~***~***~***~***

Seto followed Katsuya into the
kitchen, trailing a few steps behind the slightly smaller teen, hands shoved
into his pockets. He figured it would be the easiest way to accomplish
something while he stayed near the other boy, for obvious reasons. And he would
have a better few of his eyes, that flashed so beautifully when he was angry,
too.

“Do you need some help?” Seto
asked, leaning against the counter.

Katsuya jumped, nearly dropping
the plate in his hands as he turned to his side to see deep blue eyes staring
at him.

“Um …, no, I think I can do dat
on ma own, Kaiba. I’m not a little child, no matter how ya think ‘bout it.”

“Right.”

Katsuya looked at Seto again, a
perplexed look on his face. “What did ya just say?”

“I said you were right,” Seto
replied, shrugging his shoulders.

“Did ya hurt yer head or do ya
have a fever or somethin’?” Katsuya asked, clamping a hand over the other boys
forehead, earning him a glare. “Geeze. Ya don’t hafta glare at me. It’s just
not like ya to agree with me.”

clasclass=MsoNormal style='text-align:justify'>Seto just shrugged again, leaning
over to grab the empty plate from the counter. His hand brushed lightly against
Katsuya’s, causing both boys to blush and turn away. Seto didn’t know what this
strange feeling about the blonde was, but he would definitely have to figure it
out.

y'>“Kaiba? … Earth ta Kaiba, ya
still in dere somewhere? The others are waitin’ for their snacks.” Katsuya
winked a hand in front of Seto’s eyes until the other blinked a few times,
coming back to his senses.

Seto mentally berated himself for
spacing out in front of the puppy, immediately putting up his cold act again.
“Just thinking about something, none of your business.”

Karsuya rolled his eyes,
snatching the plate out of Seto’s hands and refilling it. “Yeah, right. If ya
still want to help, ya could come with me get some soda. It’s out in the
garage,” he said after dropping the plate on the table in the livingroom,
earning him a few raised eyebrows for ‘talking’ with Kaiba.

Katsuya opened the backdoor,
about to step out when Seto spoke. “You should be careful, puppy. It’s quite …”

“Shut up, Kaiba! First, I’m not
some dog and second, I said I’m not some …” Katsuya didn’t have time to finish
his sentence when he stepped out of the door and slipped. He started to wave
wildly with his arms, trying to regain his balance, but failing miserably. He
closed his eyes, awaiting the hard impact with the cold ground. But it never
came. Two strong arms encircled his waist, pulling him close to a warm chest.
Katsuya slowly cracked one eye open, glancing up into two ice blue orbs.

“I wanted to say that it is
slippery tonight,” Seto said indifferently.

Katsuya blushed crimson,
stumbling a few steps back, away from Seto. He looked to the ground, trying to
hide the evident blush gracing his soft cheeks. “Um, …sorry. Just been a bit
incautious, I think,“ Katsuya said, laughing self-conciously and scratching the
back of his head. “Thank you for catching me, though, Se- … Kaiba.”

Seto raised a delicate eyebrow,
eyeing Katsuya, trying not to smirk. “The puppy should have listened to its
master,” Seto sneered.

Katsuya looked at him, anger and
another emotion Seto couldn’t quite put his finger on glinting in his dark,
brown eyes and he opened his mouth to say something, but immediately closed it
again. The second time that evening Seto hadn’t gotten an expected and awaited reaction
out of Katsuya. Said teen had just turned around and stalked over to the
garage, returning a moment later with a few bottles in his hands. Two of them,
he shoved into Seto’s arms as he passed him, otherwise stricktly ignoring him.

***~***~***~***~***~***

“How’s it going, Kaiba? 42
minutes le Yam Yami said, grinning from ear to ear. “Not accomplished anything
yet, as things seem. You’re going to loose,” he mocked.

“Hn. You’d like that, wouldn’t
you?” Seto answered, not looking at his interlocuter. “But you are very biased
when it comes to winning something. Just wait and see.”

Yami chuckled, pushing away from
the wall he had been leaning on and walking over to the others who were
gathered around a small, low table. They were pouring hot, liquid lead into
cold water, took the strangely shaped pieces out and thought about anything it
could resemble. Ryou had brought it with him, telling them it was something
Europeans did. It was supposed to be a forecast as what was to happen the next
year.

Seto kept watching from his
chair, the other’s laughter only faintly reaching his ears. Mokuba was with
them, but neither Yami nor anybody else, it seemed, would let him do anything
alone. But he appeared to be happy and oblivious as to how Yami tricked Seto into
that stupid challenge. But Mokuba was not the only person Seto’s thoughts kept
wandering to. A certain blonde, cheerily laughing with his friends and munching
on anything he would get between his teeth, kept invaiding his mind. The cute
way he blushed after Seto held him in his arms, scratching his head in
embarrassment. How hard he had tried to ignore Seto’s snide remarck about being
a dog, his nontheless, and the strange look he had given him. But
Katsuya failed miserably. Seto caught every small glance directed at him from
Katsuya due to his own looks. He wondered what it was about the teen that had
him so wrapped up. Seto sighed heavily ans answer to that problem seemed to
present itself on a silver platter or just pop up out of nowhere. And thinking
about it just appeared to confuse Seto even more.

He decided that he needed to use
bathroom. Slowly getting up, he took a last glance at Katsuya before
disappearing around the corner.

On his way back, howevee
be
bumped into the one person who haen den distracting him all evening. Katsuya
fell to his knees, trying to gather all the dropped cockies back into a bowl.

Seto’s eyes widened as the
situation registered in his mind, all earlier thoughts forgotton. A smirk
played on his lips as he looked down in front of him. “Oh, sorry, pup.”

“Huh? Em, no problem, didn’t
watch where I was going,” Katsuya replied, a small blush yet again gracing his
cheeks. He was sure he would never see the end of Seto’s teasings about this
evening. There were just too many stupid things happening and they still had a
good one and a half hours to midnight, enough time to embarrass oneself to the
bones. Katsuya sighed, picking the last few cockies up from the floor.
lasslass=MsoNormal style='text-align:justify'>
“Um, Jou?”

Katsuya looked up at Seto,
surprised to hear his ‘name’ out of Seto’s mouth. “Hm,” was all he brought
himself to say, eyes locked with the brunette’s.

“Would you do me a little
favour?” Seto asked, crossing his arms over his chest, trying to keep himself
from grinning.

Katsuya looked even more
confused, eyes wide and eyebows raised. He just nodded, not trusting his voice
at the moment.

The smirk from a few moments ago
eventually crept back on Seto’s lips. “Bark like a dog!” he ordered.

Katsuya’s eyes widened even more,
if that was possible, and he scrambled to his feet. “YOU!!” he screamed, anger
and … disappointment flashing in his eyes, Seto realized before Katsuya’s fist
connected hard with his face. All went white in front of his eyes for a moment,
his back crashing into a wall before he slumped down on the ground. Katsuya
stormed past him, wearing a hurt expression and Seto c hea hear the door to a room upstairs be slammed shut. He winced
at the bang, slowly bringing a hand to his bleeding nose.

“Nii-san!” Mokuba was by his
side, a worried look on his face. “What happened?”

Seto glanced over at Yami who
tried not to break down laughing. “Nothing, Mokuba. Just a misunderstanding.”

The younger Kaiba looked at his
brother in disbelieve, but dropped the subject, helping Seto to his feet.

“Here,” Yami said, offering him a
tissue. “We wouldn’t want you to bleed all over yourself, would we? Your
expensive cloths would all be ruined.”

Seto snorted, grabbing the tissue
and making for the livingroom where everybody else retreated to. But a hand on
his shoulder stopped him. Seto wheeled around angrily, glaring at Yami.
“What?!” he snapped.

Yami just smiled, pointing
towards the door. “You sure you didn’t forget something important?”

Seto’s eyes widened. “You can’t
be serious about that!”

“Oh yes, I am,” the ancient
spirit answered. “There is a ladder leaning against the roof beside the back
door. You lost, now get lost!”

Seto glared at his rival all he
was worth, grabbing his coat and leaving for his icy seat on the rooftop,
swearing under his breath.

***~***~***~***~***~***

“Jou?” Yugi tried for the
hundredth time, all the others standing behind him, waiting. “Jou, please come
out. Nobody’s angry at you for punching Kaiba, not even Mokuba.”
“A bet? What has dat ta do with
it?”

The giggles and laughter of the
rest of their friends seemed toreasrease even more until Yugi shot Yami an
angry glance. The ancient Pharaoh tried to compose himself, but to no avail.

Yugi sighed, continuing albeit
the loud background noise. “You see, he’s sitting on out rooftop.”

Katsuya looked bewildered,
opening his mouth to say something.

“Don’t ask,” Yugi said. “I have
no clue as to what it was about and why Kaiba has to sit up there of all
places. You will have to ask Yami later. It was his twisted idea, for what ever
reason he did this. … Or maybe you don’t ask him about it, you see how he is
now.” Yugi thumped in Yami’s direction, rolling his eyes and slightly shaking
his head.

“Why do you want to know where
Seto is?” Mokuba piped up between the two friends, startling them.

Katsuya scratched the back of his
head, something he seemed to do for a habit lately, and grinned innocently.
“Just thought I’d go apologize fer hitting him. I didn’t break his nose, did
I?” he asked a bit flustered.

“No, I don’t think so. It was
just bleeding a bit,” Yugi said, smiling reassuringly.

Katsuya let out a breath he
didn’t know he was holding, a sigh of relief. “Okay, dat’s good. I think I’ll
go den.”

Yugi and Mokuba nodded, following
him up to the door and closing it behind him. Yugi gave Mokuba a thumps up,
running back to the livingroom. “Hey! Time to come down to earth again! You
have to help me!”

***~***~***~***~***~***

Katsuya climbed the rungs of the
ladder carfully in order not to slip. When he reached the last few steps, he
could make out Seto near the chimney, obviously craving for a bit of warmth in
the cold night. Katsuya cleared his throat, trying to get Seto’s attention.

“What do you want?!” Seto
snapped, not gracing Katsuya with the smallest glance.

Katsuya stared in front of
himself, not daring to look at the other boy, fidgeting with his hands and
slightly shuffling with one foot. “Um, I’m sorry,” he said after a moment. “For
the punch I mean.”

Seto didn’t look at him. “Good
for you! Anything else? If not, get !”
Katsuya snorted. “Geeze! What’s
it with ya?! I apologized! Ya know, it was yer fault in da first place!”

Seto’s head snapped up to glare
at Katsuya. “My fault?! Ha! What do you expect me to do?! Crawl on my hands and
knees and beg for your forgiveness?! What are you dreaming about at night?! Now
go away, mutt! Vanish into thin air!”

Katsuya frowned, stomping with
his feet as he turned around to leave, hurt again. “Fine! What eva! I’m … “ he
trailed off.

“Leaving! It’s leaving, mutt! Is
your vocabulary that small?!”

“Oh shut up, Kaiba!” Katsuya
shouted, plopping down near the edge of the roof.

“What the hell do you think you
are doing?! I said ‘get lost’! Don’t you speak my language, or what?!” Seto
snapped, jumping to his feet.

“I’m not going ta break my neck
because you can’t behave like a civilized person, Kaiba!”

“What?! How dare you?!”

Katsuya turned his head to look
at Seto, motioning with his hand towards the spot the ladder was supposed to be
standing. “If you are keen on breaking yer bones, go ahead and jump down
dere.”

Seto stopped in mid-motion, eyes
widening at the obvious absence of the only safe way down. “Great! Just
wonderful!” he shouted, slumping down against the chimney again.

“I could think of spending my
time in better company as well, Kaiba,” Katsuya scoffed. “Ya know, my friends
are down dere in dat warm house, having fun at yer expense.”

Seto just snorted, looking the
other way, while Katsuya raised an eyebrow, doing the same and they fell
silent.

After a while, however, this
tensed silence was broken by clattering teeth. Seto looked over at the blonde,
realizing that he didn’t wear a jacket and was cowered into a ball. He mentally
cursed himself for being blinded by his rage and ignored the comment about ‘the
warm house’. Now his puppy would definitely become sick. Seto’s eyes widened at
his own thoughts and he vigorousely shook his head to shoo them away. He looked
away from Katsuya again, trying to ignore him, when the first fireworks
exploded into the nightsky.

“H-H-Happy New Year,” Katsuya
mumbled, barely loud enough for Seto to hear, his whole body shaking.

Seto couldn’t take it any longer.
“Come here,” he said demandingly.

“What?” Katsuya asked, eyes wide.

“I said come over here, you’re
freezing to death.”

“As if you cared,” Katsuya
snorted, hugging himself closer for warmth.

Seto sighed, standing up and
walking over to where Katsuya was sitting. “You sure are stubborn,” he said,
pulling the slightly smaller boy up and with him back to the chimney. He
unbottoned his coat, pulling out of one sleeve to put it around Katsuya’s shoulders.
“Come closer, stupi’m n’m not going to bite, that’s your job, puppy,” Seto
teased.

Katsuya just glared at him, doing
what he was told anyway, desperately craving for some warmth. Seto pulled him
close to his chest, closing the coat as far as possible around both of them.

“Thank you,” Katsuya offerednuggnuggeling closer to the heat emanating from the person next to him.

Seto could still feel Katsuya
shivering against him and tightened his hold on the blonde, nearly pulling him
onto his lap.

They stayed like that, not
fighting or talking, in complete silence, for quite a while, how long exactly,
neither knew. But during that time, Seto’s head had sunken to rest against
Katsuya’s soft, silky hair, his arms encircling the other’s waist, holding him
close. Katsuya’s one hand was resting against his chest, like his head, whereas
the other had a firm grip on his shirt around his lower back. Neither of them
dared to move or do as much as sigh, afraid to break the fragile, peaceful
moment, being content with it. But the time had to come and Seto was the one to
shatter the odd silence. He spoke barely audible, ever so soft.

“Look, the sun is rising. The
first sunrise of the year.”
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Katsuya lightly turned his head,
looking at the first rays of light spreading from the horizon. He nodded a bit
and smiled to himself, enjoying the moment.

“Katsuya?”

Katsuya tensed a bit at hearing
his first name coming from the lips of the one person he hated … no, he never
really hated Seto. He was the one person he liked, right from the start, but
was too thick headed to admit it. He
pulled back a bit from Seto’s grasp, to see his face, surprised to looke into soft
blue eyes. Their faces were so close, mere inches apart and Katsuya could feel
Seto’s warm breath softly caressing his skin.

“Please don’t punch me again,”
Seto whispered before closing the remaining distance between them, his eyes
fluttering closed while Katsuya’s widened a moment before doing the same. It
was a chaste kiss, a soft brushing of lips, too short for both their likings.
When they parted, Seto brought up one of his hands, brushing an unobeying
strand of, in the morningsun golden glistening hair out of Katsuya’s eyes,
softly caressing his flushed cheek. They just looked into each others eyes,
slowly smiles of agreement gracing their lips as they leaned in for another
kiss.

From the ground the sound of
clapping hands, cheering and whistling reached their ears, pulling them apart
yet again. They turned to see their friends standing in front of the house, looking
up to them, all of them smiling happily.

“It’s about time you settled
this!” Honda shouted, giving them a thumps up.

“Talking again, Hiroto,” Otogi
said, pulling his lover into a passionate kiss, causing everybody else to
laugh.

Seto and Katsuya just looked at
each other again, blushing beet red while untangeling themselves from one
another as Yami and Bakura had brought the ladder back. They climbed down,
joining their friends on the safe ground, laughing with them about Honda’s own
shyness. As they walked back into the house to celebrate Newyear all together,
Seto wrapped an possesive arm around HIS puppy’s waist, pulling him as close to
him as possible. Katsuya leaned his head against Seto’s shoulder, sighing
contently as they walked into the livingroom.

Trailing back a bit, Yami
whispered into Yugi’s ear, smiling and planting a soft kiss on his cheek. “See,
everything worked out after all.”

***~OWARI~***

My attempt at a humorous fic!

Tared: -- Ha, ha, very funny!
--

* glares at her yami * Thank you
for shoving it under my nose! I know damn well I’m not funny!

Tared: * raises an eyebrow * --
Now who’s the yami here? What’s with the mood today? --

The result of a few hells of
sleepless nights! Satisfied?

Tared: * just shruggs and walks away
* -- Your problem, hikari. But go on and drive away the readers! --

* huggs her yami * You do care!

Tared: * shruggs her off * -- No
I don’t! Now go away! What did you write? ‘Vanish into thin air!’ --

* glares at her yami’s retreating
back * I cannot do that, you can, stupid!
Anyway, thank you for reading!!!
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