Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Behind the Veil ❯ Ahh, The Morning After ( Chapter 6 )

Disclaimer: For all sane people reading this (or insane, can't decide at the moment). Since I only got one person saying ishy-wishy in their review, I take it no one reads this. So this is my last disclaimer for the story. Yeah, I don't own Yugioh but I own Madison!!

AnimeFan: (hops out of her cave) YEAHH!!!! Everyone loves Madison!!!

Madison: ^-^ YEAHH!!!! Everyone loves me!!!

AnimeFan: (gives her OC a hug ^^) Yes peeps, Madison does not get in the way between Seth and Yami. So...no worries. There was no way in hell I was putting another Tea-wannabe in my story! Lol. Ok, so now I give you a chapter that will have you slapping yourself stupid...literally. About two chapters back, I inserted a little foreshadowing of an event that could prove fatal to our beloved Seth. Now in this chapter, you reviewers will be split between two groups. Either the I-knew-it group, or the I-can't-believe-I-didn't-catch-that group. So, get out your bats, tennis rackets, mallets, etc...and prepare to knock yourself silly for not seeing this before hand. And no, I take no responsibility for any of the doctor bills you may end up with because of this. It's not my fault if you whack yourself to the emergency room. ^-^'

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Behind the Veil
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Chapter 6

Mmmmmm....he felt so warm. Like being curled up near the fireplace on a cool christmas eve. Letting out a happy little sigh, Seth snuggled closer to the warmth in search of its comfort. Yep, he could just stay like that forever and never open his eyes. In fact, he probably would of if the warmth next to him didn't suddenly move on its own accord. Blue eyes open immediately, he stared in utter shock as he realized the warmth next to him was nun other then his rival Yami! Yami stared back at him with a mixture of fright, confusion, and equal surprise. Ok...this was something he hadn't quite expected.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING HERE IN MY BED!!!!!!!!"

THUD!!!

"What's all the yelling going on in here?"

Both boys jerked there heads over to stare at Madison. For a moment, the vampiress looked from one to the other. Seth was in a sitting position on his bed, holding his covers against his chest like some really shy girl trying to cover herself and Yami was half-lying, half sitting on the floor staring up with the most confused and embarrassed look on his face.

Finding his voice, the overly frenzied brunette pointed at Yami and screamed, "HE WAS TRYING TO FUCKIN RAPE ME IN MY SLEEP!!!!"

"NO I WASN'T!!!!"

"To hell you wasn't!! What the fuck were you doing in my bed, lying so close to me, and while I was asleep to?! Hmmmm!"

"Believe me, Seth. I'd like to know the answer to that just as much as you do!"

"Yeah! I'm sure you do you rapist!!"

"Hashimi, I am not a rapist!! The reason I was lying so close to you was because YOU snuggled close to me!! I was trying to to figure out what the hell I was doing in your bed at that time!"

"Save it for the judge!!!!"

"Why you! Why the hell would I want to rape you?! You're to damn ugly for the thought to have even crossed my mind!!!"

Ewww...those words had stung, big time. Fighting off a rebellious tear, Seth gritted his teeth, threw a pillow as hard as he could into Yami's face, then got up and headed to the bathroom. Once inside, he screamed as loud of he could possibly muster the strength for at the time. Outside of the bathroom, Yami screamed as well, into the pillow of course,...he too being unable to hold back his frustration.

((Yami's POV))

Knock, knock... "Seth-kun...please come out of the bathroom now. Let's not go through yesterday's events all over again today."

"No..."

Yami sighed and rested his head against the bathroom door, "Seth...please. Do you want Madison to put a hole in your bathroom wall as well?"

A long pause then, "No..."

"Then will you come out? Now that we've both calmed down a little, maybe we can talk and figure out what just happened."

"No...I know what just happened. You called me ugly."

Letting out yet another slightly frustrated sigh, Yami leaned against the wall and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Damnit, how did this morning come about? Things were just getting to damn weird for him. A loud sniff from inside the bathroom helped offer proof to Yami's guess that the brunette was crying again. Why, damnit!? Why the hell had he gone and told Seth that he was ugly. Seth was anything but ugly, hell, he made the greek goddess Aphrodite look ugly! Of course he wasn't about to tell Seth that to that extreme.

"You two have the strangest relationship I've ever seen."

Yami glanced up at Madison, who had seated herself on Seth's couch and was currently watching the morning news.

"I already told you, Madison. Seth and I are nothing beyond friends or even rivals, ok."

Madison frowned at him and shook her head, a few pinkish locks of hair falling over her eyes, "Sad, real sad. I hate it when I see such a cute couple like you two in denial. What happened anyway? He didn't catch you flirting with anyone, or vice versa?"

"Madison...I already have stated this at least a thousand times since yesterday...Seth and I are not dating!!!! We never have and never will."

"I mean, you didn't even cuddle up next to him last night! Sleeping on the couch, oh Yami. What kind of relationship can you keep when you won't even join your loved one in bed!?"

"Madison, for the thousandth time! Seth and I are not..."

"I mean, if it wasn't for me moving you into bed with him, you'd still be snoring on the couch! Of course, you did I real good job with your wake up call! You're lucky it wasn't me, I would of ripped you to pieces for calling me ugly. Poor Seth, he must be so hurt...you'll probably never get him out of that bathroom."

"So...that's how I woke up to find Seth in my arms..."

Pushing himself off the wall, the pharaoh calmly made his way towards his 'friend'. He stopped behind her couch seat and leaned his weight against the back of it. Being one of those pop-out extensions to the couch, it leaned down with his weight so that Yami was glaring down directly into Madison's taunting face. She smiled up at him sweetly, putting on all her innocent charm that she could possibly flaunt at him.

"Eh-heh, hiya Yami-san!"

((Seth's POV))

Sniff...Ohhhhh, stupid bastard! Why was he crying...again!? When the hell had he become so...sniff...emotional? Damnit, damnit, damnit! Seth wiped at his eyes with his sleeve and stared into the mirror. Was he really...that ugly? Of course he was. Damn normal brown hair, sickly pale skin, and his eyes...the one thing he'd found that he liked about himself...his lovely blue eyes, stained with tears and reddened from crying so much. He was damn ugly!

Click...

The door unlocked behind him and he watched through the mirror as Yami stepped hesitantly in.

"Seth, please come out. I know what happened now...it was all Madison's fault. She moved me into bed with you last night..."

"I know, I over heard...everything."

Why had he sounded so upset? Oh yeah, Yami had stated that he would never date him. Find damnit, he was falling for the damn pharaoh!! You happy!? Damn whatever being that watches over the pathetic thing we all call our existence...

"Seth...I didn't mean what I said back there, you are not 'ugly'. Actually, you're rather very attractive, I...er...must admit. I was still half asleep and I was rather grumpy."

"...Don't go being sympathetic of me, Motou. I know I'm ugly, I'm just glad someone has decided to be truthful about it for once."

Silence followed as both boys just stood there. It was rather awkward, Seth closed his eyes and tried to will away his current feeling of self-worthlessness. The only thing good that had come out of this was that he now knew that Madison wasn't Yami's girlfriend...at least, he was sure of that. A slight sigh behind him announced Yami's own lack of energy to continue this argument. Personally, Seth was sure that they both wanted this discussion to be over with and old news.

Gasping, his whole body tensed as two small but strong arms wrapped around his waist and held him in a tight, intimate embrace. Yami was...hugging, no, holding him! After a minute of stunned silence, the brunette loosened from the other's hold and turned to stare into Yami's crimson-red eyes questioningly.

"Y-Yami?"

The pharaoh silenced him with two fingers, those same fingers that traveled from his lips to snake through his hair and hold fast. The next thing he knew, Yami had tugged his head down slightly and was tenderly kissing him. Those warm, soft lips sending signals shooting throughout his body...all Seth could do was wrap his own arms around the other and pull him closer, willing their kiss to deepen. Oh gods, please let this not be another hormone-and-body-gone-independent thing...please let this kiss be an unspoken promise. He had only just parted his lips to willingly give Yami the control when a certain pink-haired lady popped her head in on them.

"Hey Yami, Seth, you guys should check out the news today! They're still trying to solve the murder case of that kid, Mickey Johnson, and they just..."

Seth restrained an agitated whimper as Yami broke their kiss and turned to stare at Madison with his usual, cool-guy expression.

Madison bit her lip and seemed to smile and smirk all at once, "Ohhhh...I didn't know I was interrupting anything."

"No, Madison. You weren't interrupting anything...um...so what was on the news that's seems so interesting?"

Not...interrupting anything. Not interrupting anything!!! How could he just kiss him and then turn and say that!? Seth scrunched up his nose and pursed his lips bitterly. Fuckin damn bastard!!! So that kiss was nothing!!

"Humph!" Seth grunted as he walked past Yami and purposely knocked the pharaoh's shoulder as hard as he could.

Yami blinked and watched him walk away, "Seth?"

"Yami...we need to work on your people skills."

"Shut up, Madison."

A few moments later, Seth had closed out Yami and Madison and was now concentrating on what the ugly ass reporter was spitting out...

...The police still have yet to uncover any likely evidence of the murderer's weapon of choice and Mr. Mickey's body was just sent in to the morgue for further examination this morning, so we can expect to gather information on the nature of his death very soon. Now John, we've learned that while no clear evidence was found on the roof of Hiroshima High, blood was found on the first floor. Chief Gray found it just yesterday and it has already been sent to Hiroshi Methodist Hospital where it is being examined. Hopefully, we'll find out who this blood belongs to and possibly who is responsible for this ghastly manslaughter...

"Oops..."

Seth and Madison turned to look up at Yami.

"What do you mean...oops, Yami-san?"

"Oops as in oops, Madison. I'm Mickey Johnson's murderer. He was me last meal a couple of days ago...I think he was the kid I drained before I got ATTACKED by a certain C.E.O. that's supposed to be DEAD."

Seth knew that Yami was eyeing him with a taunting smirk, but he didn't send the other a glare or frown. He was to busy staring wide-eyed at the TV, tracing the two puncture marks on his neck where Yami's fangs had pierced him twice.

...Blood was found on the first floor...

...I think he was the kid I drained before I got attacked by a certain C.E.O. that's supposed to be dead...

...it has already been sent to Hiroshi Methodist Hospital where it is to be examined...

"Oh shit, Yami. That blood they found on the first floor...it's mine!"

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AnimeFan: Ahhh!! MADISON!!

Madison: o_o (hides in AnimeFan's cave)

AnimeFan: YOU INTERRUPTED YAMI AND SETO'S KISS!!! Grrr...oh well. Lol. I wanted her to. Makes things slightly more complicated for our two favorite bishies. That and she has just earned bragging rights for a year! Yes Madison, you may now jump around and yell out "I told you so!" Anywho, have any of you started banging yourself stupid yet? Anyone remember Seto's alarm clock and what was said on it now? Yep, that's what I thought. Let's think, how bad can it get if the blood of a C.E.O. who's supposed to be dead suddenly is discovered fresh at a murder scene seventy-five years after his death? Well, it wouldn't be to bad...unless the wrong people get a hold of this information... Ee-heehee hee hee!!! (evil cackle)

P.S. Quit hounding me about grammatical errors and spelling problems!! No one can be perfect! That and this damn Appleworks spelling check only works for some spelling. I miss Microsoft's spelling check. It did grammar and everything. -_____-' DAMN MACINTOSH!!! XO