Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Be Mine ❯ Prologue ( Chapter 1 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: DragonMistress 
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.06.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 363 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.06.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 363 | Status: Completed
Be Mine
Prologue
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: SetoxMokuba
Warnings: Language, Yaoi, Implied Earlier Rape….sorry guys not an incest fic this time. I also think some OOCness, especially with Malik at least (for the chapter at least)
Summary: Mokuba has transferred from another High School in Ireland, to Domino High in Japan. There he meets Seto Kaiba, a seemingly emotionless teen, who cares for no one. Will Mokuba some how make him open himself up to people, while in the process of healing himself, emotionally, mentally, and physically?
A/N: It was surprisingly weird where I got the idea for this fic. I was making sugar cookies, and cutting them into hearts so my little brother could take them to school for his birthday, which is the day before Valentine’s Day. Weird ne? O yea, also, well obviously from the summary, they are both in high school, and they aren’t brothers heheh. Also, Yami, Bakura, and Marik are Yugi’s, Malik’s, and Ryou’s older brothers.
Story starts on Mokuba’s first day at Domino High.
~blah~=flashbacks
//blah//=thoughts
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Mokuba waits outside his new classroom nervously, while the principal went in to notify his new teacher of her new student. While he waits, his thoughts turn to make him even more nervous, //will they be able to tell what happened to me? If they can tell, will they avoid me, and not even notice me?// He is brought from his thoughts when the principal, Principal Jager, asks him to come into the classroom. Jager walks Mokuba over to his teacher, Ms. Vida. Jager then leaves the classroom, closing the door behind him.
“Class, this is our new student, Mokuba Ravena. He has just transferred from Dublin, Ireland. Now I wish for you to make him feel welcome here at Domino. Mokuba, you can take a seat right there next to Seto Kaiba.” Ms. Vida points the seat out to Mokuba, who quickly goes to sit down, hating being in front of all those people, it brought back too many memories to him. The class starts whispering quickly back and forth about Mokuba, until Ms. Vida calls for order, and goes back to teaching her lesson on The Crucible.
Seto hardly took notice of Mokuba when he sat in the seat next to him. He continued glancing through his book, ignoring Mokuba. Meanwhile, Mokuba kept glancing anxiously, nervously, and fearfully at the seemingly cold boy. While Ms. Vida is talking about how McCarthyism and The Crucible is an allegory(1). Mokuba is looking around at the other students in his class. He sees a blonde hair boy fast asleep at his desk, his head laying on top of his book. Another boy, with tri-colored hair and an innocent face is trying, unsuccessfully to wake his friend. Two more boys, one with pale skin, and long white hair, which makes you think of a pure angel, and the other with platinum blonde hair, and very tan skin, are watching the other 2 amusingly, almost laughing, like it is a regular routine. Mokuba smiles, a very, very small smile at that, at the two boy’s actions.
Soon after Mokuba sat down, the bell rang, signaling the end of the day. He gathers up all his new books, and places them in his backpack. He waits until the rest of the class had left the room, before he himself left. Before he left the room however, Ms. Vida called him to her desk,
“Mokuba, Mr. Jager has informed me as well as your other teachers what happened to you in Ireland. If you find any of the students making fun of you, if they some how find out, or trying to hurt you in the same way, we want you to let us know immediately. Understand?”
“Yes ma’am. Thank You.” Mokuba quickly leaves the classroom bumping into the 4 boys her saw earlier in his class. He falls on the ground.
“I’m…I’m sorry I didn’t see you.” he stammered as he quickly got up off the floor. The boy with honey color eyes helps Mokuba off the floor,
“Nah, were fine, are you alright? I haven’t seen you around here before are you new here?” The boy with violet eyes rolls his eyes,
“Yes he is new here Jou, if you had been awake during English, you would have heard. I am Yugi by the way, your Mokuba right?” Mokuba nods some,
“Yea, Mokuba Ravena. I just moved here from Ireland.” The boy with chocolate eyes smiles at him,
“Your Japanese is perfect Mokuba, I know when I moved from Britain it took me forever to learn.”
“Well, I was born here, but then we moved to Ireland when I was still a baby, and my parents taught me both English/Irish and Japanese.”
“That is what my father did after we moved from Egypt to here, I know Egyptian, ancient Egyptian, and Japanese. You can call me Malik.”
“And I am Ryou.”
“It was nice meeting you guys, I will see you tomorrow, I need to get home, my parents are worried I would get lost…or something good-bye.” Mokuba quickly leaves, and the others all say nodding their heads,
“See ya Mokuba.”
Mokuba is hurrying down the steps, not wanting to be late getting home, and making his parents worry even more about him, he runs right into Seto, who was waiting for his limo to pick him up. Seto catches himself before he falls, but Mokuba falls on the cement, scratching his chin. He winces, but quickly gets to his feet,
“I’m, I’m sorry I……wasn’t watching where I was going.” //Damn it, what a nice way to show every person what a klutz I am//. Seto’s eyes narrow into an icy glare, looking at Mokuba,
“Watch where you are going. Do not run into me again.”
“I’m sorry! I am Mokuba…Mokuba Ravena, I just moved here, and I wasn’t sure which way I was going.” Seto’s glare doesn’t change, if possible it becomes icier,
“I will give you this one chance, only because you are new here. Never run into me again. Got it?” Picking up his silver briefcase, he climbs into his limo that just pulled up, and was driven away. Mokuba shakes his head, fighting off tears, he runs back to his house, and running up to his room, ignoring his parents questions about his first day at the new school. He locks himself in his room, hiding his face in his pillow and cries. But he can not shake the image of Seto out of his mind.
End Prologue
Well? Did you guys like it so far? Do you want me to continue it? I’m sorry for making Seto seem like a bastard!! Reviews will be loved, flames will be ignored.
(1)= Yea….school is taking a toll on me. We just finished with The Crucible in school, and it was the only thing I could think of!
Prologue
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: SetoxMokuba
Warnings: Language, Yaoi, Implied Earlier Rape….sorry guys not an incest fic this time. I also think some OOCness, especially with Malik at least (for the chapter at least)
Summary: Mokuba has transferred from another High School in Ireland, to Domino High in Japan. There he meets Seto Kaiba, a seemingly emotionless teen, who cares for no one. Will Mokuba some how make him open himself up to people, while in the process of healing himself, emotionally, mentally, and physically?
A/N: It was surprisingly weird where I got the idea for this fic. I was making sugar cookies, and cutting them into hearts so my little brother could take them to school for his birthday, which is the day before Valentine’s Day. Weird ne? O yea, also, well obviously from the summary, they are both in high school, and they aren’t brothers heheh. Also, Yami, Bakura, and Marik are Yugi’s, Malik’s, and Ryou’s older brothers.
Story starts on Mokuba’s first day at Domino High.
~blah~=flashbacks
//blah//=thoughts
*******************************************************************
Mokuba waits outside his new classroom nervously, while the principal went in to notify his new teacher of her new student. While he waits, his thoughts turn to make him even more nervous, //will they be able to tell what happened to me? If they can tell, will they avoid me, and not even notice me?// He is brought from his thoughts when the principal, Principal Jager, asks him to come into the classroom. Jager walks Mokuba over to his teacher, Ms. Vida. Jager then leaves the classroom, closing the door behind him.
“Class, this is our new student, Mokuba Ravena. He has just transferred from Dublin, Ireland. Now I wish for you to make him feel welcome here at Domino. Mokuba, you can take a seat right there next to Seto Kaiba.” Ms. Vida points the seat out to Mokuba, who quickly goes to sit down, hating being in front of all those people, it brought back too many memories to him. The class starts whispering quickly back and forth about Mokuba, until Ms. Vida calls for order, and goes back to teaching her lesson on The Crucible.
Seto hardly took notice of Mokuba when he sat in the seat next to him. He continued glancing through his book, ignoring Mokuba. Meanwhile, Mokuba kept glancing anxiously, nervously, and fearfully at the seemingly cold boy. While Ms. Vida is talking about how McCarthyism and The Crucible is an allegory(1). Mokuba is looking around at the other students in his class. He sees a blonde hair boy fast asleep at his desk, his head laying on top of his book. Another boy, with tri-colored hair and an innocent face is trying, unsuccessfully to wake his friend. Two more boys, one with pale skin, and long white hair, which makes you think of a pure angel, and the other with platinum blonde hair, and very tan skin, are watching the other 2 amusingly, almost laughing, like it is a regular routine. Mokuba smiles, a very, very small smile at that, at the two boy’s actions.
Soon after Mokuba sat down, the bell rang, signaling the end of the day. He gathers up all his new books, and places them in his backpack. He waits until the rest of the class had left the room, before he himself left. Before he left the room however, Ms. Vida called him to her desk,
“Mokuba, Mr. Jager has informed me as well as your other teachers what happened to you in Ireland. If you find any of the students making fun of you, if they some how find out, or trying to hurt you in the same way, we want you to let us know immediately. Understand?”
“Yes ma’am. Thank You.” Mokuba quickly leaves the classroom bumping into the 4 boys her saw earlier in his class. He falls on the ground.
“I’m…I’m sorry I didn’t see you.” he stammered as he quickly got up off the floor. The boy with honey color eyes helps Mokuba off the floor,
“Nah, were fine, are you alright? I haven’t seen you around here before are you new here?” The boy with violet eyes rolls his eyes,
“Yes he is new here Jou, if you had been awake during English, you would have heard. I am Yugi by the way, your Mokuba right?” Mokuba nods some,
“Yea, Mokuba Ravena. I just moved here from Ireland.” The boy with chocolate eyes smiles at him,
“Your Japanese is perfect Mokuba, I know when I moved from Britain it took me forever to learn.”
“Well, I was born here, but then we moved to Ireland when I was still a baby, and my parents taught me both English/Irish and Japanese.”
“That is what my father did after we moved from Egypt to here, I know Egyptian, ancient Egyptian, and Japanese. You can call me Malik.”
“And I am Ryou.”
“It was nice meeting you guys, I will see you tomorrow, I need to get home, my parents are worried I would get lost…or something good-bye.” Mokuba quickly leaves, and the others all say nodding their heads,
“See ya Mokuba.”
Mokuba is hurrying down the steps, not wanting to be late getting home, and making his parents worry even more about him, he runs right into Seto, who was waiting for his limo to pick him up. Seto catches himself before he falls, but Mokuba falls on the cement, scratching his chin. He winces, but quickly gets to his feet,
“I’m, I’m sorry I……wasn’t watching where I was going.” //Damn it, what a nice way to show every person what a klutz I am//. Seto’s eyes narrow into an icy glare, looking at Mokuba,
“Watch where you are going. Do not run into me again.”
“I’m sorry! I am Mokuba…Mokuba Ravena, I just moved here, and I wasn’t sure which way I was going.” Seto’s glare doesn’t change, if possible it becomes icier,
“I will give you this one chance, only because you are new here. Never run into me again. Got it?” Picking up his silver briefcase, he climbs into his limo that just pulled up, and was driven away. Mokuba shakes his head, fighting off tears, he runs back to his house, and running up to his room, ignoring his parents questions about his first day at the new school. He locks himself in his room, hiding his face in his pillow and cries. But he can not shake the image of Seto out of his mind.
End Prologue
Well? Did you guys like it so far? Do you want me to continue it? I’m sorry for making Seto seem like a bastard!! Reviews will be loved, flames will be ignored.
(1)= Yea….school is taking a toll on me. We just finished with The Crucible in school, and it was the only thing I could think of!