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This story is in response to a fanfic
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The Ghost of You and
Me
By Hideki LaShae
He glared
hard at the midnight blue gown on the hangar, hoping to bore a hole through it
so he would not have to wear it to the ball that night.
“You might
as well put it on, Katsu,” whispered his lover into his ear, “It’s not going
anywhere until you do.”
He scoffed
at the idea.
“More
importantly, you’re not going anywhere until you do,” whispered his
lover, “and I have to make an appearance at the party we’re hosting. If you
want to see me and your friends so we can announce our little surprise, then
you’re going to have to put the gown on!”
“Why do I
have to be the princess?” he asked turning around to see the gorgeous blue eyes
of the other teen. His own amber eyes gave a pouting puppy dog look that the
other has never been able to refuse.
“Because
you are my most precious gem, Katsu,” said the other.
He looked
over the other’s outfit, consisting of a black pair of pants with an emerald
green tunic and gold accents, an outfit altogether fitting of seventeenth
century British royalty. “But, Set…”
“It’s only
Halloween. Would you rather I had put you in a dog suit, puppy?” The smirk was
evident on his lover’s lips.
He turned
his back to his lover and crossed his arms over his chest as he pouted.
“Besides,
Katsuya Jounouchi, your friends all know who wears the pants in this relationship,”
said his lover.
His blonde
hair covered his eyes as he turned back around to look at the other boy. He
brushed the locks away. Katsuya Jounouchi’s fierce gaze cast over his lover.
“Yeah… they know you make all the money…”
“And they
know you’re the one who rules our bed,” whispered his lover. Seto Kaiba turned
his blue eyes away from Katsuya’s face and hoped that his brown hair hid his
intense blush.
“How would
they know that?” asked Katsuya, “I always told them you took me.”
“But you
only told them that on the mornings after I had,” said Seto, “And those are
few. Yami noticed me with a slight limp and questioned me about it. I pride
myself on telling the truth, so now he and all your friends know that you are
the one most dominate… even though you allow me to take charge once in awhile.”
Katsuya
blushed. “I like it when you take charge.”
Seto licked
his lips. “If you wear that dress tonight, I’ll give you what you want tonight
in bed.”
Katsuya’s
eyes lit up and he nodded. He turned towards the midnight blue ball gown,
typical of seventeenth century fashion for regal women. He sighed and moved
behind a room divider to put on all the undergarments before climbing into the
dress.
“Would you
like me to leave the room while you change?” asked Seto.
“Don’t! I’m
going to need help in a few minutes,” said Katsuya.
Seto nodded
silently and sat down on the bed.
After a
moment, Katsuya stepped out from behind the room divider and walked towards
Seto. He turned his back to the brunette. “Would you tie up this corset?”
“I’ll try
not to hurt you,” said Seto standing and pulling the strings tight.
Katsuya
gasped. “Women were… fucking morons… for putting up… with this shit!”
Seto
chuckled and tied the strings taut. “There.”
Katsuya got
the dress and pulled it on so Seto could button up the fifty small buttons on
the back of it.
“Are you
all right?” asked Seto wrapping his arms around Katsuya once he was done.
Katsuya
took a long breath and nodded his head.
“Speak for
me, puppy…”
“I’m okay,
master.” Katsuya turned in Seto’s arms to place a chaste kiss to his lips
before he pulled away. He put on the dress pumps with a glare and sat down at
the mirror. Brushing his blonde hair back, he placed a long silver-blonde wig
over top. He forewent most of the make-up, opting only for a maroon lipstick,
and he pulled on a pair of white dress gloves. He stood and looked at Seto.
“I’m ready to go, Seto.”
“Not
quite.” Seto stepped up to Katsuya and placed a kiss on his forehead. He lifted
a golden crown and placed it delicately on top of the wig to press it down to
Katsuya’s head. He smiled and escorted Katsuya down the stairs to the party.
Everyone
stopped talking to look at their two hosts as they arrived in the large room.
They applauded when they saw the Prince and his Princess, and no one dared
laugh at the sight of Katsuya in a dress.
“Thank you
all for coming to our home on this lovely Halloween night,” said Katsuya
smiling and curtseying slightly, if only a little awkwardly.
“Our home?”
whispered Seto pulling Katsuya in front of him, “That has a nice ring to it,
doesn’t it?”
Katsuya
blushed and nodded. He guided Seto into the room filled with people, young and
old. He smiled and waved at his friends, hoping to get the chance to talk to
them later. He politely greeted Seto’s business partners and associates, and
all the while, Seto’s arm never left his waist.
The night
went by like a blur, no matter where Katsuya went, Seto’s arm never left his
waist. Sure he had been forced to endure a few business discussions, but they
had been stamped out after only a few minutes. It was a holiday after all, and
a time to spend enjoying oneself, not working. A good portion of the night was
spent with all of Katsuya’s friends. That was when the arm was tightest around
his waist, as if Seto felt one of his lover’s friends would rip them apart, but
Katsuya didn’t mind.
The clock
was nearing midnight, almost eleven-forty when Seto received the call. He
rested his head on Katsuya’s shoulder with the phone in between them so they could
both hear the words.
“Mr. Kaiba…
Mokuba has been kidnapped! Yuriki and Takane are dead!” came the voice on the
other side of the line.
“Who was
it?” asked Seto clenching the phone as Katsuya ripped himself from his arms and
ran up the stairs.
“There was
a Jack of Spades left on the windshield of his limo,” said the bodyguard.
Seto
clenched his fists. “I’ll take care of it!”
“Yes, sir.
I’ll inform the rest of security,” said the man before the line went dead.
Seto glared
at Yugi as if daring the young man with the amethyst eyes to defy him. “Tell,
Katsu…”
“Let’s go,
Seto!” exclaimed Katsuya rushing down the stairs again, this time in a pair of
jeans and t-shirt, without the wig, and wearing his sneakers untied. “Let’s
teach that ass a lesson about kidnapping Mokuba!”
“One
second, Jou!” exclaimed Anzu brushing a lock of her brown hair behind her ear
as she approached him with her handkerchief out. She used the kerchief to wipe
the lipstick off his lips. “Go get ‘em, Jou!”
“Do you
want our help?” asked Yugi.
“This is a
family matter,” said Katsuya smiling, “but thanks.”
Yugi smiled
and nodded, his spiky hair bobbing slightly.
Seto looked
at Katsuya with such a deep endearing love in his eyes. “You just left to
change?”
“I wasn’t
going to rescue Mokuba wearing a dress!” exclaimed Katsuya, “Now let’s go get
him!”
Seto nodded
and ran off with Katsuya, climbing into his car with the gregarious blonde, and
they drove off into the night.
“I guess
our midnight announcement will have to wait,” said Seto slowly.
“Well…
we’ve only been married for a week, Mr. Kaiba,” said Katsuya, “and the
important people, like Yugi and Mokuba, already know because they were our best
men at our elopement.”
“The rest
of the world can wait, can’t they, Mr. Kaiba?” asked Seto.
Katsuya
blushed. “I don’t think I’ll ever get used to people calling me that.”
“You will…”
Seto said the words with such affirmation that Katsuya only smiled knowing they
were completely true.
Going
through a green light, Katsuya screamed, and Seto slammed on the brakes making
them wail in return. The accident was quick and brutal. The ambulance was
faster and futile.
Out of the
two vehicles that collided, the two drivers were the most injured.
Katsuya
clung to the passenger of the second vehicle, his new brother-in-law, Mokuba
who had been kidnapped and was being taken someplace for temporary storage
until his kidnappers had gotten the ransom they demanded. Together they watched
as Seto was placed on a stretcher and into the ambulance. They climbed in.
“I love
you, Katsuya… Mokuba,” whispered Seto closing his eyes.
The clock
on city hall chimed midnight only seconds after Seto’s heart stopped beating.
Mokuba
cried into Katsuya’s shoulder while the EMS tried to resuscitate the CEO.
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
What am I supposed to do
With all these blues
Haunting me, everywhere, no
matter what I do
Watching the candle flicker out
in the evening glow
I can’t let go
When will this night be over?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Katsuya
wakes up screaming.
Mokuba
bolts awake and rolls over in bed. He reaches his hand out to Katsuya. “Big
brother!”
“Two years…
Two years and I still have dreams about the night he died!” exclaims Katsuya
burying his face in his hands as he starts to cry.
Mokuba
wraps his arms around Katsuya’s shoulders and buries his face into the blonde’s
chest.
Katsuya
lowers his hands to wrap his arms around Mokuba. “Today’s our wedding
anniversary…”
“I know…
that’s why I asked you if I could sleep with you last night,” says Mokuba, “So
I could comfort you when you wake up after dreaming of Seto. He would want you
to be happy, Katsu. You know that. He would want you to move on.”
“He wanted
me to take care of you after he died. He wanted me to run Kaiba Corp after he
died. That’s what he said in his will. He never said anything about wanting me
to move on,” says Katsuya, “He never said he’d want me to find someone else to
love. I swore to him once that he was the only man I would ever love. I swear
to him now that I will never love anyone the way I loved him. He was my lover;
he is my lover, and he will always be.”
“Katsu… he
doesn’t want that! I know he doesn’t!” exclaims Mokuba.
“I gave him
my heart, Mokuba… It’s not mine anymore. I no longer have it,” says Katsuya,
“I’m not capable of loving anyone else.” He moves away from Mokuba and climbs
from bed. “I know you worry about me. And I’m sorry. I love you just as much as
I loved Seto… albeit in a different way. I don’t think you should sleep in here
anymore. I know you want to comfort me, but it doesn’t always work that way.
Seeing you lying beside me reminds me of waking up with him in my bed. From now
on, until the day I die, if I can’t sleep with Seto, I sleep alone.”
“I
understand, Katsu,” whispers Mokuba climbing from the bed.
“I have to
go to work now,” says Katsuya heading into the bathroom.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I didn’t mean to fall in love
with you
And baby there’s a name for
what you put me through
It wasn’t love, it’s robbery
I’m sleeping with the ghost of
you and me.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Katsuya
looks in the bathroom mirror, and his thumb rubs the wedding band on his left
hand. His tears fall like rain down his face. “I still love you, Seto. I’ll
always love you!”
“I still
love you, Katsu,” whispers a voice on the wind, a familiar voice that Katsuya
would recognize anywhere.
Katsuya
looks around for the source of the voice and his eyes rest on a picture of Seto
attached to the mirror. He smiles and leans forward to kiss the picture. He
removes his clothing and climbs into the shower. He shivers in the warm water,
feeling as if someone touches him in places only Seto had ever touched him. He
ignores the feeling and proceeds with his daily ritual to get ready to head to
Kaiba Corp, grabbing a box breakfast and lunch that the cook prepared for him
before he runs out to the limo in his crisp black suit.
Over the
next few days, Katsuya’s feelings that someone is watching him and trying to
touch him when he’s alone only worsen. Halloween, the anniversary of Seto’s
death, is only a day away when Katsuya walks into his office holding a box he
found in front of the door. He smirks, just the way Seto used to. “It’s a bomb.
Seto died on Halloween. It was probably murder. The accident intentional. This
package is probably a bomb from the person who got away, now intent on
destroying me so that Mokuba will be forced to give up Kaiba Corp or run it
himself, in which case, they’d just kill him in a few years anyway.”
Katsuya
sets the box on his desk and lifts the phone. He pushes the button for his
secretary. “Is my will up to date? And my life insurance policy? Thank you.”
The wind
from the closed window ruffles Katsuya’s hair, messing it up like he used to
wear it when Seto still lived.
Katsuya
grabs his letter opener and opens the box, pushing the cardboard flaps aside
and lifting out a book. He looks at the cover of it, ‘Through the Veil’. He
opens it and looks throughout it for the name of the author, but he doesn’t
find it. He leans back in his chair, feeling a soft whispery touch against his
skin, and he begins to read the book. He wonders why it was delivered to him
and when the seemingly innocent book is going to blow up and kill him to send
him to wherever Seto now exists so they could be together in death. For some
unknown reason, he begins to read the words aloud, “Through the veil and shadow
of death, what once was lost can now be found. If intentions were true, by love
this deed can be unwound. Halloween when things may come, on this day when
ghosts abound. Through the veil and shadow of death, when love is kept
eternally, a promise made is one to keep, and thus shall be their destiny.
Should love turn false, gone forever should it be.”
Katsuya
flips through the rest of the pages, finding nothing. No further words, no
meaning, nothing… only blank pages to confound him further. He lowers the book
as a tear escapes his eye. “Seto…”
The tear
lands on the leather binding and seeps into the book.
Katsuya
sets the book aside as his phone rings. He lifts the receiver. “Katsuya Kaiba…”
“Did you
get the book I left for you, love? Did you understand it?” whispers the
familiar voice on the other side.
Katsuya
almost chokes as he recognizes the voice. “Who is this?”
“I told you
that you would grow accustomed to being called Mr. Kaiba. I hope you understand
how much I love you, Mr. Kaiba,” whispers the voice.
“I’m in
love with Mr. Kaiba,” whispers Katsuya.
“You can
love me too,” whispers the voice.
Katsuya
closes his eyes and smiles. “I will not betray my husband.”
“You don’t
have to…” The line goes dead, and Katsuya sets the receiver down.
Katsuya
resumes his work and doesn’t think about the phone call or the book again for the
rest of the evening. He lifts the book and places it in his briefcase when he
leaves at the end of the day, and he rides in the limo back to the mansion that
he inherited when Seto died two years ago. After having dinner with Mokuba and
playing a few games of chess with the younger teen, he heads to his home office
with his briefcase and he opens it. He pulls out the book and looks at the
cover. “Through the Veil.”
Katsuya
leans back in his chair and opens the book. He flips through two blank pages
and reads the words on the first page, ‘Through the Veil’. He turns the page
and sees another page with writing although he’s quite certain the first time
he looked through the book that the page had been blank. He reads the words
aloud, “Dedicated to the lost souls of Seto and Katsuya Kaiba.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Seen a lot of broken hearts go
sailing by
Phantom ships, lost at sea
And one of them is mine.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Katsuya
gasps and almost drops the book. He reads the page again and again. “Dedicated to
the lost souls of Seto and Katsuya Kaiba.”
Katsuya
flips through three more blank pages before finding the one that begins the
book. He reads the words again in his mind. ‘Through the veil and shadow of
death, what once was lost can now be found. If intentions were true, by love
this deed can be unwound. Halloween when things may come, on this day when
ghosts abound. Through the veil and shadow of death, when love is kept
eternally, a promise made is one to keep, and thus shall be their destiny.
Should love turn false, gone forever should it be.’
Katsuya
turns to the next page and gasps when instead of the blank page he knew had
been there, he sees a picture of a bedroom shrouded in candlelight. It looks
almost exactly like his bedroom, the room he shared with Seto, the room now
frozen in time as if Seto had never died. He stares at the picture before
flipping through the rest of the blank pages. He sets the book down and stands
up, walks over to the mini bar, and pours a drink. He steps out onto the balcony
with his glass of scotch and looks at the night sky. He raises his glass in
toast and hums a quiet tune, the song that he and Seto danced to at their
impromptu wedding. He looks at the stars as he drinks.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Raising my glass, I sing a toast
to the midnight sky
I wonder why
The stars don’t seem to guide
me.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The
fleeting smell of cologne surrounds Katsuya, and he inhales its scent. “I miss
you, Seto…”
“I miss
you, Katsuya,” calls the wind.
Katsuya
closes his eyes as he feels something brush against his cheek to wipe away the
tear that he hasn’t realized has escaped his eyes. He turns back to look inside
the house and leans against the banister. He takes a deep breath. “I must be
going crazy. Now I think you’re here beside me, Seto. My master.”
“I’m right
here, puppy,” whispers the wind, and Katsuya feels a tingling in his lips.
Katsuya’s
eyes flutter closed as the tingling continues. He slowly allows his mouth to
open, and the tingling moves to encompass his mouth as well as his lips. He
moans as the zipper on his pants slide down, and his cock begins to throb and
tingle as if someone was barely stroking him.
The phone
on his desk rings, and Katsuya opens his eyes with a growl. He walks into the
office, shivering as if he walked through a dense fog, and he lifts the
receiver. “Katsuya Kaiba… oh, hey, Yugi… a party? Tomorrow? … Well, I don’t
know if I can make it… I have an important business meeting, and you know it is
the anniversary of Seto’s… I need to visit him… I’ll see if I can come. Okay? …
Bye, Yugi.”
“Katsu,”
whispers the wind.
Katsuya
turns towards the balcony and closes the door. He turns back to the book and
lifts it again with the sudden compelling feeling. He looks through it again
and reads all the same words as the last time. He sees the picture again and
flips the page, but instead of it being blank, more words meet his eyes.
“Through the veil and shadow of death, in the darkness where I find you. Lost
and all alone you cry, your tears fall down like morning dew. But to call out
my name, my name, is all you need do.”
Katsuya
flips the next page and sees a pair of eyes, just a pair of eyes looking so
distraught. He takes a deep breath and stands to walk into his adjacent
bedroom. He sets the book on his nightstand and starts to shed his clothing. He
feels a pair of hands on him, hands intent on helping him shed the clothing
faster, and even though he doesn’t intend to do so, his underwear slides down
his legs to reveal his full naked glory. He climbs into bed, barely pulling the
satin sheet to cover him, and closes his eyes. He rolls onto his side and opens
his eyes to gaze upon the picture of Seto that he keeps on the nightstand, and
he smiles. “I love you, Seto. Mokuba is well. Kaiba Corp is running smoothly,
and I am forever your husband. Good night, Master.”
“Good
night, puppy,” whispers the wind.
Katsuya
rolls onto his back and spreads out across the bed. He clears his throat and
licks his lips. He takes one deep breath before he sings, “I didn’t mean to
fall in love with you, and baby there’s a name for what you put me through. It
isn’t love, it’s robbery. I’m sleeping with the ghost of you and me.”
A pair of
ghost-like hands massages Katsuya as he falls asleep.
Katsuya
awakes on Halloween morning with a tingling sensation coursing through his
entire body. He feels hands on him, but he doesn’t see anything. He feels the
hands and something more, a mouth possibly, teasing his body, enticing his
sexual desire. He gasps when something penetrates him, sending the tingling
feeling and little bolts of electricity up his spine. “Seto! Seto!”
For a split
second, Katsuya catches a glimpse of blue eyes staring at him and a familiar
smirk, but then it’s gone along with the shivering touches. He sits up and looks
around him. His eyes settle on the book he received yesterday and he lifts it
to read again. The cover with only the title, ‘Through the Veil,’ and the first
blank page before a stamp that says ‘This book belongs to… Blue-Eyes’. The next
page reads ‘Through the Veil’ and the next after that ‘Dedicated to the lost
souls of Seto and Katsuya Kaiba.’ The next page reads, ‘May true love always
surpass the power of the Veil.’ Then two blank pages.
“Through
the veil and shadow of death… blah, blah, blah… Love, false, gone forever.”
Katsuya looks at the picture of the bedroom on the next page before turning it
and reading again. “Through the veil… But to call out my name, my name, is all
you need do.”
Katsuya
turns the page and looks to the next page where he sees a pair of sad eyes and
a pouting mouth. He feels a desire to kiss the lips, and he brings the paper up
to brush against his lips. He turns the page while blushing crimson and he
reads the newest words. “Through the veil and shadow of death, and with all the
glory from above. A whispered desire in the twilight and things that are only
dreamed of. One lost and one found, the strength of the soul is love.”
Katsuya
flips back to the picture of the eyes and mouth, but more of the picture has
evolved in the small amount of time that he was reading the words. His heart
pounds in his chest as he looks at Seto’s sad, pouting face.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The ghost of you and me
When will it set me free
I hear the voices call
Following footsteps down the
hall
Trying to save what’s left of
my heart and soul.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“Katsuya!”
“Seto!”
exclaims Katsuya dropping the book and looking all around for the source of the
voice. He strains his ears to hear it again.
“Katsuya!”
Footsteps echo down the hall.
Katsuya
snatches up the book with the feeling that it’s very important and he’d better
not lose it. Then he runs from his bedroom and follows the footsteps. He pauses
every so often to hear them up ahead.
“Katsuya!”
“Seto!”
whimpers Katsuya. He bursts through a doorway and falls to his knees. He looks
around at what is supposed to be the living room, but it isn’t. He kneels in a
room straight from the past. He recognizes several Egyptian hieroglyphics
although he doesn’t know their meanings, but there are two symbols he notices
repeating on many objects in the room, the Millennium Eye and the ankh. He
looks around the room and sees an image, barely visible like it’s lost in a
cloud, but still clearly a person. The book falls from his hands with a thump
as it lands on the floor.
The
shadowed image holds out what very well could be its arms, and a voice emits
from it, “Katsu… puppy.”
“Seto!”
cries Katsuya rushing forward and flinging himself at the image, but it fades
as he passes through it. He falls to his knees again and looks around. His
tears pour forth when he doesn’t see the image anymore, and he buries his face
in his hands. “Seto! My love! Don’t leave me! Don’t leave me! I can’t do this
without you! I need you!”
“Oh, my
God! Katsu!” exclaims Mokuba running into the living room. He kneels beside
Katsuya and pulls the weeping blonde into his arms. “What happened? Another
dream of Seto?”
Katsuya
opens his eyes to see the living room again. He buries his face in Mokuba’s
young neck and continues to cry. He doesn’t say anything as he pours his heart
out through his tears. How can he say anything when his entire world is
shattered… what words will there ever be to explain his pain…
“Katsu!”
cries Mokuba bursting into tears as he cradles Katsuya against his chest, “I
miss Seto, too!”
“I want him
back! I don’t care what I have to do! I just want him back!” cries Katsuya.
Neither
young man notices the book Katsuya dropped when it starts to glow at Katsuya’s
words. In a sudden flash, golden letters mar the cover, and the book rests on
the floor waiting to be noticed again.
“I want him
back too!” exclaims Mokuba as Katsuya squeezes him tightly.
After
several more minutes of tears, Mokuba pulls back slightly. “We have to pull
ourselves together. I have school, and you have meetings to attend.”
“NO… I’m
not going to work. You’re not going to school. We’re not leaving the house
today,” says Katsuya wiping his eyes, “Yugi’s having a party this evening.
We’ll attend that. And we’ll visit Seto…”
Mokuba
forces a smile and nods.
Katsuya
pushes himself to his feet and notices the book on the floor. He lifts it and
places it in his shirt pocket thankful that it is a fairly small book. “Would
you like some breakfast?”
“I’m not
hungry. You?” replies Mokuba.
“I’m not hungry,”
answers Katsuya.
Mokuba
nods, and they head into the kitchen to make some cereal and they eat together.
Even though neither wants to eat, they know they must.
After
breakfast, Mokuba and Katsuya head out onto the grounds of the Kaiba estate and
walk to the mausoleum on the other side of the garden. Once there, Katsuya
pushes the door open, and they enter to stare at the sarcophagus housing the
man they both loved dearly.
Mokuba
lights the candles on each wall of the mausoleum so that they can clearly see
the ornate designs on the case in which Seto’s earthly body rests.
“Seto!”
exclaims Katsuya slumping down onto the pedestal that will one day hold his own
sarcophagus right next to Seto on the left.
Mokuba’s
hand brushes against the dusty surface of the sarcophagus, and his tears fall
from his eyes again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Watching the candle flicker
out in the evening glow
I can’t let go
When will this night be over
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Katsuya
looks at the candle on the far wall, the one furthest from the door and the
winds outside. He sees the light flicker for a few moments before going out
completely. Then he sees something else, tears in sparkling blue eyes. He
blinks and the vision is gone. He blinks several more times and looks at
Mokuba. “Would you like to be left alone with him?”
Mokuba
shakes his head. “I don’t know what to say besides I love him, miss him, and
wish he had never left us…”
“I wish the
same,” says Katsuya smiling at the sarcophagus, “Come to me tonight, my love,
so I may tell you all those things in person.” He ushers Mokuba out after
snuffing the candles and returns to the mansion and their respective rooms. He
falls onto his bed and pulls the book from his pocket. He looks at the cover.
“Through the Veil – The Book of the Dead.”
Katsuya’s
eyes widen, and he opens the book looking for more changes. “This book belongs
to… Blue-Eyes. Through the Veil – The Book of the Dead. Dedicated to the lost
souls of Seto and Katsuya Kaiba. May true love always surpass the power of the
Veil. Life is nothing but a learning experience. Death is merely a gateway to
another realm. And in life there exists a few who have become a part of the
realm of death. We are among their numbers. Through the veil and shadow of
death, what once was lost can now be found. If intentions were true, by love
this deed can be unwound. Halloween when things may come, on this day when
ghosts abound. Through the veil and shadow of death, when love is kept
eternally, a promise made is one to keep, and thus shall be their destiny.
Should love turn false, gone forever should it be.”
Katsuya
looks at the picture of his bedroom and flips the page to continue reading.
“Through the veil and shadow of death, in the darkness where I find you. Lost
and all alone you cry, your tears fall down like morning dew. But to call out
my name, my name, is all you need do.”
Katsuya
looks at the picture of Seto within the book and turns the page. “Through the
veil and shadow of death, and with all the glory from above. A whispered desire
in the twilight and things that are only dreamed of. One lost and one found,
the strength of the soul is love.”
Katsuya
turns the page and sees a picture of Mokuba. Half of his face looks sad while
the other half looks happy. He flips the page again and reads the newest words.
“Thrice to thine, and thrice to mine, and thrice again to make up nine. Chant,
chant, chant.”
Katsuya
continues to read the words in the book, reading page upon page of words that
shock him to the very core. “These are instructions, but to what end?”
“Katsu,”
whispers the familiar wind.
Katsuya
nods his head and clutches the book tightly to his chest as he heads out of the
room. No more than an hour later, he returns to his room with as many candles
as he could find. He places the white taper candles in the candelabras around
the exterior of the room, having the two largest candelabras on the nightstands
on each side of the bed. Then he places the white, red and black pillar candles
on the left side of the trunk at the foot of the bed. He smirks slightly,
remembering how often the trunk was the cause of several serious bruises when
either his or Seto’s impatience to have sex had gone out of control. He
arranges a yellow, a green, and a black pillar candle on the right side of the trunk.
He kneels on the floor in front of the trunk and opens the book. “Thrice to
thine, and thrice to mine, and thrice again to make up nine. Chant, chant,
chant. Samhain, so long. Last year is gone. Samhain, so long. The wheel-year
moves on. Samhain’s today. What can I say? Tonight’s the night, when ghosts
will play. Samhain, so long. Nothing is wrong. Samhain, so long. The wheel-year
moves on. The night is so long. And this is Samhain. Tonight I celebrate, for
this is Samhain.”
Katsuya
thinks for a moment before it occurs to him. ‘Thrice to thine, and thrice to
mine, and thrice again to make up nine… It’s multiplying the words by nine,
saying them three times… I have to say them three times!’
“Thrice to
thine, and thrice to mine, and thrice again to make up nine. Chant, chant,
chant. Samhain, so long. Last year is gone. Samhain, so long. The wheel-year
moves on. Samhain’s today. What can I say? Tonight’s the night, when ghosts
will play. Samhain, so long. Nothing is wrong. Samhain, so long. The wheel-year
moves on. The night is so long. And this is Samhain. Tonight I celebrate, for
this is Samhain,” says Katsuya, “Thrice to thine, and thrice to mine, and
thrice again to make up nine. Chant, chant, chant. Samhain, so long. Last year
is gone. Samhain, so long. The wheel-year moves on. Samhain’s today. What can I
say? Tonight’s the night, when ghosts will play. Samhain, so long. Nothing is
wrong. Samhain, so long. The wheel-year moves on. The night is so long. And
this is Samhain. Tonight I celebrate, for this is Samhain.” He stands and walks
around the room lighting all the white candles but leaving the pillars on the
trunk untouched.
Katsuya
sits back down on the floor in front of the trunk and he lifts the book to read
the next passage aloud, “Sweep, sweep, sweep this place. By powers of Air, I
cleanse this space. Light, light, I light this place. By powers of Fire, I
cleanse this space. Liquid, liquid, I wash this place. By powers of Water, I
cleanse this space. Dirt, dirt, as I walk this place, Powers of Earth, cleanse
this space. Spirit, spirit, fill this place. Powers of Divine, consecrate this
space. I now direct the energy of the Universe to forever fill and bless this
place. The circle is open, may it never be broken.”
“Katsuya,”
whispers the wind desperately.
“Honor and
blessings to the Northern Airt, the place of midnight. Black as moonless night
is the North. Direct my journey-steps to the places that balance the physical.
Honor and blessings to the Eastern Airt, the place of dawn. Red as the newborn
Sun is in the East. Guide me in my journey to knowledge and wisdom. Honor and
blessings to the Southern Airt, the place of brightest moon. White as the
blazing sun in a cloudless summer is the South. Let my Otherworld paths lead me
to spiritual strength and deep mysteries. Honor and blessings to the Western
Airt, the place of twilight. Gray as the fading sky colors is the West. Teach
me the gentle ways of emotional balance. Be with me all Powers and Airts during
my Otherworld journeys! Protect and guide me, all creatures! May the doors
between the earth and the Otherworlds open smoothly, granting me entrance in my
search for true wisdom and power!” exclaims Katsuya as he reads the words from
the pages aloud. He stops for a moment and looks at the picture of himself in
the book. He can’t tell the emotion that rests on his face. He looks at the
three candles on the left side of the trunk.
“I light
three candles for the Triple Goddess… the Great Lady of Three Aspects,” says
Katsuya before lighting the white candle, “Glorious Maiden, Goddess of Youth
and new beginnings, dawn and the planted seed.” He lights the red candle and
continues, “Great Mother, Goddess of magic and plenty, love and knowledge.”
Katsuya
lights the black candle. “Dark Crone, wise Goddess of the night, death and
rebirth. I welcome the Goddess in all her forms.”
A feeling
of warm chills runs up Katsuya’s spine, but he continues on. He turns towards
the candles on the right side of the trunk. He licks his lips as he continues
on, reading from the book. “I light three candles for the Triple God… Great
Lord of many faces.”
“Bright Sun
King,” says Katsuya while lighting the yellow candle, “God of success and
plenty.” He lights the green candle. “Horned God of the Woodlands, God of
fertility and growth.”
After
lighting the black candle, Katsuya says, “Dark God of the Underworld, God of
protection and rest. I welcome the God in all his forms.”
“Puppy,”
whispers the wind.
Katsuya
doesn’t notice a fog beginning to form behind him.
“Katsuya,
my love, my puppy,” whispers the wind.
Katsuya
raises his arms above his head and says the words from the book, “This night is
the Feast of the Dead, the night of the wheel-turning year that brings us to
the Thin Veil. The gates between the worlds stand open this night. I honor my
ancestors whose voices come to me on the whispering wind. All those who wish me
well are welcomed within this circle.”
“I wish you
well,” whispers the wind.
“The year
wheel has turned, the harvest has come again. I have sown many thoughtseeds
since last Samhain. Let the god be harvested; let those that would hinder me be
cast aside. The Triple Goddess has covered me with her gentle hands, guided my
steps, and heard my desires. For this I give her honor and love,” says Katsuya,
“This year wheel has turned, the harvest has come again. Once more I stand
before the Thin Veil, before the gates that divide the worlds. The Triple God
has protected me with his sword, guided my steps, and heard my desires. For
this I give him honor and love.”
“Katsu,
it’s sow-en, not Sam-hane, pronounce it correctly, my love,” whispers the wind.
Katsuya
lowers his arms and reads the next words from the book, a poem of sorts that
covers several pages. “I’ve just gone so far, and I’ve walked so long that I
don’t remember. Where did I come from? The people that I’ve met passed right
through my life like they were never there. Were you really there? I just can’t
remember the last friend I had but I do remember the harsh words I said. You’re
not alone if you want to see my heart breaking. You’re not alone if you want to
see me cry.”
“You aren’t
alone, puppy,” whispers the wind sadly.
“I don’t
want to be alone! I don’t want my heart to break. I don’t want to be alone. I
don’t want to cry at night. I don’t want to be alone. I just want to fall in
love. I don’t want to be alone. I don’t want to be alone anymore! I’d chase you
away if I thought that I could. I want you around but there’s things you can’t
know. You’re not alone. I want to be by your side. You’re not alone if you
don’t want me to stay,” says Katsuya, “You’re not alone if you want me to go
away. So many others have said that before so I let them all leave Like I never
cared. But when they didn’t look all I could do was cry.”
“I never
wanted to leave,” whispers the wind and the fog behind Katsuya takes form into
a man, still a spirit but evidently a man.
“I don’t
want to be alone! I don’t want my heart to break. I don’t want to be alone. I
don’t want to cry at night. I don’t want to be alone. I just want to fall in
love. I don’t want to be alone. I don’t want to be alone anymore! If I could
stop myself I wouldn’t push you away cause you’re not alone. I don’t want you
to go anywhere. I don’t want to be alone and I don’t have to be. But I’ll still
push you away If you ever try to get close,” says Katsuya reading the words
from the pages, “You’re not alone. Just let me be near you. You’re not alone.
Don’t push me away. I’ll try not to hurt you but I know that I will. Even
though I won’t mean to I’ll leave you alone.”
“You aren’t
alone, Katsu,” whispers the man behind Katsuya.
“I don’t
want to be alone! I don’t want my heart to break. I don’t want to be alone. I
don’t want to cry at night. I don’t want to be alone. I just want to fall in
love. I don’t want to be alone. I don’t want to be alone anymore! Don’t turn
your back on me. Please don’t walk away. I don’t want this to end but what can
I do? Would it help if I cried? Would it hurt if I laughed? Would you leave me
alone? Would you just say good-bye?” exclaims Katsuya.
The man
moves towards Katsuya and reaches out a hand towards him.
Katsuya
stands and reads the final words of the poem, “Go ahead and leave. If you must,
you must. It’s not any different than the others before. I’ll try to remember
the kindness you showed and I’m so sorry I couldn’t return it. I don’t want to
be alone! I don’t want my heart to break. I don’t want to be alone. I don’t
want to cry at night. I don’t want to be alone. I just want to fall in love. I
don’t want to be alone. I don’t want to be alone anymore! I don’t want to be
alone. Don’t let me push you away. You know you’re not alone Cause I will let
you see me cry. And you’re not alone. I’ll let you see my heart breaking. I
don’t want to be alone. That’s the last thing I want,” says Katsuya, “You’re
not alone. You never need to be alone. I don’t want to be alone and I don’t
have to be. You’re not alone As long as I care for you. I don’t want to be
alone As long as we can be friends. I don’t want to be alone! I don’t want my
heart to break. I don’t want to be alone. I don’t want to cry at night. I don’t
want to be alone. I just want to fall in love. I don’t want to be alone. I
don’t want to be alone anymore!”
“But to
call out my name, my name, is all you need do,” says the man behind Katsuya.
“Seto!
Seto! Seto… Seto Kaiba! Seto Kaiba! Seto Kaiba… Kaiba! Kaiba! Kaiba!” exclaims
Katsuya setting the book down. He feels the presence behind him, and he spins
around quickly. He gasps as he sees the man’s form.
“Katsu,”
whispers the man as his details become clearer and his blue eyes become
evident.
“I knew you
were here!” exclaims Katsuya stepping towards Seto’s ghost, “But how, Seto? How
are you here?”
“This is
Samhain, Halloween, the night of the Thin Veil. Spirits can return on the night
of the Thin Veil,” says Seto, “I’ve come back to show you what heaven looks
like.”
Katsuya
bites his bottom lip. “Can I touch you?”
“Oh, I hope
you do!” exclaims Seto, “I have longed for your touch these past two years!”
Katsuya
steps towards Seto and reaches out his hand tentatively. He lets out an audible
gasp when he feels the semi-solid skin of Seto’s cheek. He doesn’t hesitate to
move forward and press his lips to his lover’s.
Seto moans
and wraps his nearly intangible arms around Katsuya’s body.
“I love
you, Seto! I love you! I love you! I love you!” exclaims Katsuya in between
hot, passionate kisses with the spirit in front of him.
Seto pulls
out of the kiss and watches his lover pout. He smiles. “I love you, Katsuya! I
love you so much that I defied the divinity to come here to see you! I love you
so much that I would risk an eternity trapped on Earth without hope of
reincarnation so that I could have just one more night with you!”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I didn’t mean to fall in love
with you.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“You
wouldn’t have to spend your eternity alone though, my lovely Seto!” exclaims
Katsuya smiling, “If you weren’t allowed to be reincarnated, then I would be
joining you on Earth. We could haunt the school together or something!”
Seto chuckles.
“Or we could just spend eternity making love.”
Katsuya
smiles brightly at the idea.
Seto guides
Katsuya around the trunk to the bed and lowers his lover onto the soft
mattress. He rips the clothing from Katsuya’s body before pulling his own off.
“Oh, take
me, Seto! Please, quickly! Take me!” pleads Katsuya as his body awakens because
of the near presence of his lover, “Take me now!”
“This
shouldn’t hurt at all,” says Seto positioning himself and thrusting quickly
into Katsuya’s channel.
Katsuya
gasps in pleasure and clutches at Seto’s arms.
Seto
continues to thrust in and out of Katsuya’s passage, and one of his ghostly
hands grabs Katsuya’s erection and strokes it in time with his thrusts. He
brings his lips to Katsuya’s to give him long, fiery kisses as their bodies try
to work together finding their old rhythms once more. He leaves Katsuya’s mouth
only when he feels the beautiful blonde needs to breathe, and then after
Katsuya takes several deep lung-filling gasps of air, he plunges in again to
kiss their breath away once more.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
And baby there’s a name for
what you put me through
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“Seto!”
Katsuya nearly screams as his body jerks and orgasms.
Seto rides
out the waves of Katsuya’s orgasm and his own body spasms, sending an upsurge
of pleasure filled, tingling energy coursing through Katsuya’s body.
“I like the
looks of heaven,” whispers Katsuya, “Seto! Seto! Seto! I love you.”
“I love you
too, Katsuya Kaiba,” whispers Seto not bothering to pull out of his lover. He
rests his head beside Katsuya’s and he kisses the blonde’s cheek. “At midnight
tonight, I will have to leave again. I will have to return through the Veil.”
“I don’t
want you to go!” exclaims Katsuya whimpering like a puppy.
“I’ll have
to. I don’t want to, but I’ll have to go.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It isn’t love, it’s robbery
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Katsuya
can’t remember a time when he’s ever heard so much pain in his lover’s voice.
He caresses Seto’s back comfortingly.
“You need
to sleep for awhile now, my love,” says Seto slowly pulling out of Katsuya’s
body and resting beside him, “And when you wake, you’ll need to finish reading
the book that I gave you. If the divinity wills it, I may be allowed to return
to you next Samhain when the Veil is thin again.”
Katsuya
kisses Seto. “I love you. Sleep with me.”
“I don’t
need to sleep, but I will not leave your arms,” whispers Seto.
Katsuya
cuddles close to the ghost and smiles. Within a moment, he falls asleep.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I’m sleeping with the ghost of
you and me.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Katsuya
wakes up to find Seto’s ghost smirking at him. “Time to get up, love?”
“Yes,
puppy. It’s time for you to get up,” whispers Seto.
Katsuya
stands up and looks around the room, seeing the candles all still burning brightly.
“Finish
reading the book aloud,” says Seto.
Katsuya
moves to sit on the floor in front of the trunk again, and he lifts the book.
He doesn’t even care that he’s still naked. He licks his lips. “Go with my
blessings, O Powers of the Northern Airt. My thanks for your help now and to
come in empowering my physical life. Go with my blessings, O Powers of the
Eastern Airt. My thanks for your help now and to come in empowering my mental
life. Go with my blessings, O Powers of the Southern Airt. My thanks for your
help now and to come in empowering my spiritual life. Go with my blessings, O
Powers of the Western Airt. My thanks for your help now and to come in
empowering my emotional life. Love and blessings, all Powers and Airts. All
creatures, love and blessings. May the Earth and Otherworlds always open their
doors to me for my journeying. By the free will of all, and with harm to none,
as I will so shall it be done! I thank thee for the use of thy powers.”
“And it’s
done,” says Seto quietly.
“What is this
book?” asks Katsuya closing it and looking at Seto.
Seto
smiles. “It’s a book of desperation. That’s all I can tell you. I’ve broken too
many other rules. I dare not break this one too. It is their most important
rule.”
“I
understand,” says Katsuya standing and walking over to Seto. He sits on the
bed, straddling his lover. “Now what?”
“Yugi is
hosting a Halloween party, isn’t he?” asks Seto.
Katsuya
nods.
“Do you
suppose that he would mind if I accompanied you to it?” asks Seto hopefully.
“I don’t
care if he does mind! You’re coming or I’m not going!” exclaims Katsuya.
“He won’t
be able to see me, Katsuya. No one will…”
“Not even
Mokuba?”
“Now that I
don’t know. He might see me.” Seto looks sadly at the floor. “I don’t know if I
want him to. I want to see him. I miss him so much! I want to tell him I love
him, but I don’t want to drive him crazy.”
“If
anything would drive him crazy, it would be sadness over losing you,” says
Katsuya; “I know that’s the only thing that could drive me crazy.”
Seto wraps
his arms tightly around Katsuya and kisses him. “You need to shower and dress
for the party.”
“Come in
with me?” whimpers Katsuya.
Seto lifts
Katsuya and carries him into the bathroom so they can shower together. Then
while his lover dries himself off half an hour later, he sets out the costume
for Katsuya to wear. He smirks when the precious blonde walks out of the
bathroom.
Katsuya
smiles at Seto before catching a glimpse of the costume. He glares hard at the
midnight blue gown on the hangar, hoping to bore a hole through it so he won’t
have to wear it to the ball that night. “What the hell is that thing doing
here?”
“I want you
to wear it tonight,” says Seto closing his eyes. His body shifts slightly and
clothing appears over his skin. He stands in his ethereal glory wearing the
costume he wore two years ago on the night he died.
“Why?”
Katsuya spits the word out like venom.
“Because
that was what you wore the night I died. We never got to make our announcement
that night. Not all of your friends ever found out that we were married. Katsu,
my puppy! My love, my life, Katsuya!” exclaims Seto, “Tonight, I want to make
the announcement we weren’t able to make the night I died! Tonight, when the
clock strikes twelve and makes the first chime to sound out midnight, I want to
tell everyone at Yugi’s party that we are married, husband to each other for
eternity!”
“I don’t
want to wear the dress again. I only kept it because it reminded me of you, of
our last day together,” says Katsuya. He sighs. “If you want me to wear it, and
make this announcement, then you have to kiss me now and like the loyal puppy I
am, I will obey!”
Seto pulls
Katsuya into a heartwarming kiss.
Katsuya
pulls away from the kiss to breathe, and he moves towards the dress to begin
putting it and all its accessories on his body. He glances at Seto once he
needs help with the corset, and his lover happily obliges him. He puts on the
finishing touches and, with Seto at his side holding him about the waist, walks
down to the living room where Mokuba sits. “Mokuba?”
Mokuba
looks towards Katsuya and the ghost, and he gasps. “Seto?”
“You can
see me, Mokuba?”
“Oh, my
god! It is you!” screams Mokuba running towards Seto.
Seto scoops
his little brother into his arms and hugs him tightly. “I’ve missed you! I’ve
missed you so much, Mokuba!”
“Seto!
Seto! Seto! I’ve missed you, big brother!” exclaims Mokuba. He looks into the
apparition’s eyes. “But how can this be?”
“I ran away
from heaven for the night,” says Seto, “I have to leave before the final chime
of the clock at midnight.”
Mokuba
buries his head into Seto’s chest. “I don’t want you to go!”
“I don’t
want to either, but I have to,” says Seto.
Mokuba nods
his understanding. Then he looks at the clothing the two wear. He smiles. “We’re
going to Yugi’s party?”
Katsuya
nods. “You need to change.”
Mokuba
backs away from his brother’s ghost. He looks pleadingly at Seto. “Come with
me?”
“Yes,” says
Seto.
“We both
will,” says Katsuya.
They all
head upstairs and talk as Mokuba gets dressed in the costume of a young prince
from the same seventeenth century period as Katsuya and Seto’s clothes. Then
they head to Yugi’s party and arrive at the appointed time.
Over the
course of the party, Mokuba and Katsuya walk around together, with Seto’s ghost
in between them with his arms wrapped protectively around their waists.
Yugi smiles
as he approaches them with a small bottle of oil in his hands. His deep purple
eyes look at them mischievously. “Are you enjoying the party?”
“Yeah,
Yugi. It’s great!” exclaims Katsuya smiling.
“Kneel down
so I can anoint you with oil. Then you’ll be able to see spirits,” says Yugi.
Seto
squeezes his arm tighter around Katsuya noticing that the purple eyes seem to
be looking in his direction rather than at Katsuya.
Yugi pours
just a touch of the oil into his hand. He tosses it into Seto’s face, the oil
seemingly turning to powder as it passes through the air. He makes the sigil of
the ankh on Seto’s chest over his heart.
“What the
hell…?” hisses Seto.
“It’s nice
to see you too, Seto,” whispers Yugi, “Don’t tell me that you’ve forgotten I am
the spirit of an Egyptian Pharaoh? I can see through your disguise.”
“You’re not
Yugi. You’re the ‘other’ Yugi,” whispers Katsuya, “Can you really see Seto?”
“He is still
just as protective of you today as he was the last,” whispers Yugi with a nod
of his head. He pours more oil onto his hand and quickly anoints Katsuya’s
heart with the ankh before doing the same to Mokuba. “I bid you well on your
mission, Seto. May all the Gods bless you, especially the Dark Lord of the
Underworld. I will say a prayer for you tonight that he might grant your wish.”
“You know?”
asks Seto skeptically.
“There is
only one reason you could be here now,” says Yugi, “The Book of the Dead has brought
you here.”
Seto nods.
“We want to announce our wedding at midnight tonight, like we had intended to
do two years ago.”
“Then
shortly before the clock strikes midnight, I will gather everyone’s attention
for you,” says Yugi, “If there is anything else that I can do to help you, any
of you, I will be here to do so.”
“Thanks,
Yugi,” says Mokuba smiling.
Yugi closes
his eyelids over royal purple eyes, and he opens them after a second to reveal
soft lavender orbs. He smiles blankly at the place where Seto stands. “I can’t
see you, Kaiba, but I know you’re there. Welcome to my Death-Day party.”
Katsuya and
Mokuba smile.
The party
continues, and no one thinks anything about the Prince and the Queen Mother who
wander amidst them.
Five
minutes before midnight, the royal purple eyed Yugi stands in the middle of the
room on a table and calls for everyone’s attention. “Honda! Anzu! Stop arguing
and pay attention!”
The two
mentioned people stop their bickering and turn towards Yugi, blushing from
embarrassment.
“First, I
would like to welcome you all to this party. Thank you for coming. Now in a
moment, my dear friend will get up here and make an announcement that has been
left unheard for too long,” says Yugi. He looks towards Katsuya as the clock
inches closer to midnight. “Please welcome, Katsuya Jounouchi Kaiba…”
Hushed
whispers follow Katsuya, Mokuba, and Seto towards the table where Yugi stands.
Yugi jumps
down from the tabletop to stand beside Mokuba as Katsuya and Seto climb onto
the wooden surface.
“Two years
ago, on the stroke of midnight on Halloween, my love, Seto, and I had planned
to make an announcement at our Halloween party,” says Katsuya, “And now it is
time that we make that proclamation.”
The clock
strikes midnight, and the cuckoo bird flaps out of the grandfather clock
chirping loudly.
The people
around the room gasp as a ghost appears before their eyes.
“I am
pleased to announce that a week and two years ago,” says Katsuya smiling.
“Katsuya
Jounouchi and I, Seto Kaiba, were married under the banners of Isis, Set, and
Horus,” says Seto, “Katsuya is now my husband, Katsuya Kaiba.”
The cuckoo
bird chirps again.
“And we
will be married to each other, and only each other, for eternity,” says
Katsuya, “Never will I love another.”
The third
chirp from the cuckoo bird breaks the slight silence.
“Never will
I love another,” says Seto smiling at Katsuya.
The cuckoo
bird chirps for the fourth time.
Seto pulls
Katsuya into a kiss as Mokuba, Yugi, and a few of Katsuya’s other friends begin
to clap their hands.
Mokuba
glares at the cuckoo bird as it makes its racket for the fifth time.
Katsuya
pulls away from the kiss breathless and flushed.
The cuckoo
bird chirps again.
“I love
you, Katsuya,” says Seto.
The cuckoo
bird chirps again.
“I love
you, Seto Kaiba.” Katsuya hugs Seto’s ghost.
For the
eighth time, the cuckoo bird chirps.
“I love
you, Seto Kaiba.” Mokuba climbs onto the table to join the group hug.
The cuckoo
bird chirps again.
“I love
you, Mokuba,” says Seto pulling Mokuba closer.
The tenth
chirp sounds out.
“And even I
love you, Seto Kaiba,” says Yugi climbing onto the table, “As a brother and
rival only mind you!” He winks at Katsuya. “I wouldn’t try to take you from
Katsuya, but I do love you as well.”
The cuckoo
bird chirps.
“We all
love you, Seto Kaiba,” comes a voice from the crowd, followed by the murmurs of
agreement from everyone else.
“The
twelfth chime. My time’s up,” whispers Seto kissing Katsuya quickly, but he
doesn’t leave. He waits for the sound of the cuckoo bird clucking his final
second on the Earth. When the sound doesn’t come, he turns his eyes to the
clock. His blue eyes widen.
Katsuya
looks at the clock and gasps.
Everyone
turns their eyes to the clock to see the cuckoo bird stretching out with its
beak open to chirp, but no sound comes out, and the hands on the clock don’t
move for one minute, five minutes and still they don’t budge.
“Is it just
me or has time stopped?” asks Katsuya.
“Time has
stopped,” says Yugi smiling. He turns towards the party guests. “I’m sorry to
end this party so abruptly, but it would be best if we went to sleep before
time starts up again. It can give you a killer migraine otherwise. You will all
be able to get home safely if you wish, otherwise you are welcome to spend the
night here.”
“Yugi… do
you know what’s happening?” asks Katsuya.
“I believe
I do. A very rare event indeed,” says Yugi with an even wider grin as he looks
over his shoulder at the three, “Katsuya and Seto, you are welcome to my room
if you wish to stay, but I will understand if you’d rather sleep in your own
room.”
“I would
rather we return home,” says Seto smiling against his will back at Yugi.
“I’ll see
you tomorrow, Katsuya, about noon,” says Yugi, “Now go home.”
Katsuya,
Mokuba, and Seto take the limo back to the mansion and all three climb into the
bed Katsuya and Seto always shared.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I didn’t mean to fall in love
with you
And baby there’s a name for
what you put me through
It wasn’t love, it’s robbery
I’m sleeping with the ghost of
you and me.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Katsuya
wakes up first in the morning and looks at the clock. “Seven a.m.?”
“I don’t
want to go to school,” mumbles Mokuba.
“Then go
back to sleep you two,” whispers Seto.
Katsuya
bolts up in bed and looks at the perfectly solid arm draped over his waist. He
lifts the arm and his eyes follow it down to see the living man attached to it.
He nearly screams and checks Seto’s wrist for a pulse. “Seto! Seto! You have a
body! You have a heartbeat!”
Seto and
Mokuba snap awake and sit up rapidly.
They all
three examine Seto’s body.
Katsuya
grabs his cell phone and quickly dials the doctor’s number, demanding he arrive
at the mansion within the hour.
They get
dressed excitedly and wait for the doctor to arrive who soon does and gives
Seto a clean bill of health. The doctor does remark though that the young man
bears a remarkable resemblance to Seto Kaiba. They play games with each other
until the butler escorts Yugi into the room at noon.
Yugi
smiles. “Welcome back to Domino, Seth Abiak!”
“What did
you call me?” asks Seto growling.
“Seto Kaiba
is dead and buried. The gods have granted you a second chance at life thanks to
the Book of the Dead and everyone’s love for you. It took three hearts that
loved you and missed you to bring you back. Mokuba’s, Katsuya’s, and mine,”
says Yugi. He blushes. “My other self told me that. But Seto… you see, Seto is
dead. There’s a grave to prove it. You can’t just go back to life as if nothing
ever happened. You can however take on the name Seth Abiak… Seth because that
was your past name in ancient Egypt, and Abiak because it is Kaiba spelled
backwards. Then you can hire on to Kaiba Corp… maybe as Seto’s twin who was
abducted at birth or something. We could have the tomb robber, Bakura, forge
the documents. Or we could say you are just a Seto look-a-like. Some
celebrities have been known to spend millions of dollars finding someone who
looks like them for public relations purposes. Then you could marry Katsuya and
change your name back to Kaiba.”
“Great! But
you are not working yourself to death, Seto!” exclaims Katsuya smiling happily.
“How long
would we have to wait before I could marry Katsuya and change my name back to
Kaiba?” asks Seto glowering at the thought of not being able to use his real
name.
“Because of
time stopping last night, no one at the party remembers your announcement,”
says Yugi, “from the Never will I love another part. They heard the
marriage part, but they are all our friends, and they want you both to be
happy. They wouldn’t say a word. So you can marry whenever you want.”
“I think
you should wait until your wedding anniversary to get married again,” says
Mokuba, “That way, you can make the arrangements for a much bigger wedding, and
since you are still married from your elopement, no one would have any legal
right to object to you sleeping together.”
Katsuya
bends down onto one knee in front of Seto and clutches Seto’s hands within his
own. “Seto, my love, will you marry me on next Halloween, next Samhain, the Day
of the Dead, the day of your rebirth?”
“Last time
I asked you to marry me,” says Seto, “and you said yes faster than I ever
thought possible. This time you ask me, and I wish I could say yes even faster.
Yes! I’ll marry you, Katsu! Next Samhain!”
Katsuya
leans up and kisses Seto.
“I have a
silly question,” says Mokuba, “Why couldn’t the person who died have been Seth
Abiak?”
“What?”
Everyone looks at Mokuba in confusion.
“Stick with
me for a moment,” says Mokuba, “We know that Seto was always in danger of his
life being taken. So we hired a double to go out when we thought there was
trouble. Then I got kidnapped and my bodyguards killed. So Abiak, the double,
headed out to try to get me back. Then he got in the accident and died. Seto
stayed under cover for two years while everything settled down and his
attackers thought he was dead, but he was secretly helping out his fiancé who
had taken over Kaiba Corp. No offense, Katsu, but none of our competitors
believe that you’re running Kaiba Corp as well as you are, so everyone will buy
the story about Seto helping you from behind the scenes. And now after two
years, all the dust has settled and you feel your life would not be in danger
anymore, Seto. So you return to the scene with a press conference to explain it
all. We exhume your original body saying it is really Abiak, and have it buried
elsewhere.”
“No… to
honor his sacrifice, we wouldn’t exhume him but we would change the name on his
sarcophagus. We’ll build a new burial chamber for the rest of us and allow that
body to rest in peace where it lies,” says Seto. He turns towards Yugi. “What
do you think of Mokuba’s plan?”
Yugi nods
and smiles. “Brilliant brother you have, Seto.”
“So it’s
settled,” says Seto pulling everyone into a warm embrace. “Then Katsu and I can
have our Halloween wedding, but we won’t wear costumes if you don’t want to,
puppy, and I certainly won’t make you wear a dress!”
“Thank you,
Seto! I love you so much!” exclaims Katsuya.
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