Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Don't Know What You've Got Until It's Gone ❯ It's Too Late ( Prologue )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
ce: This is a challenge from Reyn. It was on AFF.Net.





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WARNINGS: Just to let ya know, this story is gonna have yaoi in it. If you don't know what that is...well...I guess you've been livin' under a rock your whole life, and ya probably don't need to be reading this, now do ya? Any flames will be used to roast hot dogs and marshmallows. They can also be used as very...interesting conversation-starters.




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We are sorry in advance for any errors you may find, while reading.


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He watched it: listened and heard it: the blinding lights, the bodies falling; the screams of his palace comrades, and the whooping laughter of the **thieves** as they fell.




But the most vivid image of all, the one that sent a pang of terror through his heart, was the image of the blonde, one of the Palace Priests, as he fell; honey-brown eyes widened in horror as he realized he would no longer live to see the wonderful light of day; No longer do anything. It was as if time had stopped, to see such a look on such amazing features.




But the blonde would never know it; not now, not ever. He would never know what life held for him, what the chesnut-haired Priest felt for him (hell, he didn't even realize it); nothing.






The Priest felt tears come to his dark, icy-blue eyes; tears he tried to hold back.





It didn't really matter that he couldn't tell his feelings to the boy, he could live with that, but it pained him to know that he would never see the oddly beautiful boy again. He would never see his shining honey eyes sparkling with laughter; his golden-blonde hair glistening in the warm, Egyptian sun. Never.




"Seth!" he heard the voice of the Pharaoh ring out across the battle. "Hurry!"



He, now deemed Seth, looked back at the blonde's lifeless figure, turned to leave, but not before whispering a sad good-bye. "Good-bye, Jono. I hope to see you in the afterlife," and left, the tears finally finding their way down.




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5, 000 years later...[a lot of this is just conversation, and it gets kinda confusing, but you'll be lost if you don't read it...I think :) ]



Jou sighed as the teacher kept droning on and on about...what class was this?...oh yeah. History. So that meant he was going on about some twelth-century civil war or something. He'd start caring as soon as Seto Kaiba went broke.






"...so, furthermore, you will all be partnered with one other person, and be required to find information about ancient Egyptian rituals, or palace officials, etc., your choice. Here are your partners..." He began reading down a list of names. "...Tristan ?????? [a/n: Darn it! What is his last name?!] and Duke Devlin..." Duke smirked. "...Ryou Bakura and Bakura Itemri..." Bakura let out a deverish noise, throwing Ryou a seductive wink. "...Yugi Motou and Yami Atemu..." Yami gave a sexy, patronizing look at Yugi. "...Tea Gardner and [a/n: I can't think of someone else I don't like to go with her, so use your imagination!] ..." The teacher kept reading down the list.






Jou leaned back in his chair. Usually, on these projects, he got stuck with some brainy kid, so he didn't have to do much work. Hopefully, he'd have that luck this time. He sighed. The teacher kept running down the list, sounding like he didn't want to be here anymore than they did. [a/n: Beuler. Beuler. Hehehe. Sorry. Too much distraction.]






Jou didn't really care who he got partnered with, just as long as it wasn't with moneybags. He'd sooner sleep with Tea than be partnered with that self-centered, cocky, smart-ass bastard.





The teacher was near the bottom of the list, and there were only four people left: **Bakari Kazuki**, a transfer student from a smaller district; **Javier Suarez**, an exchange student from Cuba [a/n: Where have I heard that name before? Darn my short-term memory!]; himself, and Kaiba.





"...Javier Suarez and Bakari Kazuki..." Bakari cocked an eyebrow, and sat back, looking quite pleased. "...and, last but not least, Katsuya Jounouchi and Seto Kaiba." The teacher looked up from the clipboard. "These reports and displays are due the day we get back from break. So, I guess one of you will be staying with the other until it is done." The student stuck with Tea groaned. "Otherwise, I doubt any of you will get much done, because not a lot is known about the Egypians. And most of you can't afford another failing grade in this class." The final bell rang, signaling the end of the first semester and the beginning of Christmas break, which, for some, would be a hellish-nightmare. "Good luck to you all, and Merry Christmas." He cast a mischeivious look around the room, which resulted in several people making very rude hand gestures, which he just shrugged off. "Now, get out."





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Jou was pissed. No, he was more than pissed. He was furious. How could anyone expect him to work with Seto Kaiba? Even worse, how could anyone in their right mind think that he would spend two-and-a-half weeks with that sorry prick?!? Jou looked around and noticed that his 'partner' was giving the sensei a...thoughtful look? What the...?!






"Well, gentlemen? I figured the two of you would be anxious to get out of here and work on your new project. Why haven't you left?" The teacher was looking like he could literally strangle the two of them, if he wasn't so controlled.




Jou stared at him. How could he be so calm? "Why'd ya stick me with him? You stuck everyone else with someone they could at least get along with!" he exclaimed. The sensei stared at him.




"Jounouchi, the partners were at random. But, if both of you wish, I can switch your partners. Jounouchi, you can be with Ms. Gardner. Seto, you can be with Mr. Atemu. No? Well then, good day to both of you and have a Merry Christmas."





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J ou glared at the brunette walking in front of him. How the hell could something like this happen to him? Did the gods truly despise him that much? Were the planets lined up wrong, or something? The world was turning against him! First, he got partnered with Kaiba. Then moneybags, without even stopping to discuss it with the honey-eyed blonde, told him that they were staying at his big, fancy mansion because he didn't want filth from poor, unsuspecting Jou's two-bit apartment! Who the hell did he think he was? Just because he was the CEO of the biggest company in Tokyo didn't mean he could just boss people around and get whatever he wanted! Well...maybe it did, but the furious golden-haired young man couldn't've cared less about what the damn brown-headed blue-eyed CEO wanted, or if he... "Oof! Hey! Watch it, moneybags!"






While Jou had been absorbed in his thoughts, Seto had chosen to stop right in front of the young blonde. He glared at Jou when he uncerimoniously ran into him, and began to speak. "Listen, mutt. When we get to my mansion, and through the duration of your stay, you will follow my rules. Understand?" Without waiting for a reply, he continued. "Firstly, you will do your part of this project. I imagine you're the main one the sensei was speaking to about not needing another failing grade. You will be permitted to search in the library for any of the information; there is a computer in there, so you shouldn't have to use too much brainpower, not that you have much to spare." he added. Jou opened his mouth indignately(sp?) to respond, but Kaiba continued.






"Secondly, you are allowed to sleep in one of the guestrooms. You will have a bathroom, shower, and tub connected, so you should have no need to explore any of the other rooms. If you get hungry, you may get whatever you wish from the kitchen." Jou snorted. Moneybags better hope he had plenty of back-up food. "Lastly, you will not bother me while I'm working on something from the office."






"Don't ask for much, do ya, Kaiba? What about my clothes?" Jou demanded. The young genious just look at the blonde, before taking out his cell phone, and dialing a number. After a minute or two, he snapped it shut and began glaring at Jou again.




"One of my servants will go to your place and pick up some clothing for you."





"And why can't I pick up my own clothes? It's not like you're gonna get your dainty-ass hands dirty, just because..." Whatever Jou had been about to say, the world will never know (but we'll have a crude idea), because Seto Kaiba chose that moment to grab his arms, and roughly threw him against the school's brick wall. He walked up to the blonde and put his hands on either side of his head.






"Listen, mutt, I'm being generous by letting you come within three feet of me, much less letting you spend two-and-a-half weeks at my house. You might want to be a little more grateful. Besides," he continued, placing his lips next to Jou's ear, and whispered, "if you let it, these two weeks could be enjoyable for the both of us." Then, just as quickly as it had come, the contact disappeared. When Jou opened his eyes (he had no idea when he had shut them), a black limo had pulled up and Kaiba was already inside; his little brother, Mokuba, was also. The elder Kaiba gave Jou a look he interpreted to mean, "In. Now." He quickly got inside and closed the door. Mokuba started asking Kaiba why Jou was there, and, after recieving his answer, went into detail about his day.







Meanwhile, Jou shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts. What the hell had just happened? He vaguely(sp?) remembered being pushed against the wall, and Kaiba saying something. But... Oh, something was certainly wrong -or maybe right- in the world...






...had Seto Kaiba just come onto him?




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