Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Eidolon ❯ Comfort ( Chapter 3 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: KatsuyaKaiba 
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Horror / Romance / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.09.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 212 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Horror / Romance / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.09.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 212 | Status: Work In Progress
Eidolon
A Seto/Joey fanfic by Katsuya Kaiba
AN: First order of business- A very sincere thank you to everyone who said that they would pray for me and my very sad situation (mentioned in Clear Vision, last chapter). It really, really helped and I am 100% better, so your prayers were answered. Thank you SO MUCH. I feel so much better than I have for a very long time, and now that it's all over I'm so glad things happened this way. We should join forces and rule the world. No, really.
Second order of business- HAHA! I'm BACK! New and Improved Katsuya Kaiba Version 2.0 is here! And I've traded in my spam blocker for my new, much cooler and much more useful ability: Lame-Ass Girlfriend blocker! The Lies end here and now!!!! I should be a superhero. Yeah. Rockin'.
It's Storytime. (cries...oh the pain of laughter...so funny....)
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The words were on the tip of my tongue, yet I could not speak. It was a terrible feeling, to be so full of the Truth and completely unable to show it. Even I could not understand what it was that I knew, but it was something so very important. Something that I had to know. Something that I did know, deep inside, in a place that I had never been. A place that I had never been...
I felt...very strange. I had no weight, no form, no substance, and I could not see a thing. My eyes were closed. Or were they? I tried to open them and found that they did not exist. I was drifting, in a place I had never been before. I held all of my thoughts still for a few moments and remained open but cautious, reaching out for familiarity.
"I must be dreaming," I thought aloud, and the sound of my thought came back at me from nowhere, echoing all around. The fear inside of me rose quickly but I caught hold of it before it was able to manifest and did my absolute best to stay calm. I got the distinct feeling that I was not dreaming at all. I was asleep, but aware. Aware of myself and my thoughts, but there was no concept of a physical form in this place, so I merely was. I existed, and that was that.
Without form or touch, there was nothing but darkness. Not a blackness, or the absence of light, just a place to be that was not a place at all. Somewhere in the recesses of my mind, I knew that that must be where I was. The recesses of my mind. But why? It wasn't that I didn't believe this was happeneing, but I had no clues as to what I was doing here. How did this happen? The formless sense of drifting was starting to feel permanent, and I felt panic creeping up behind me from far away. I began to forget what it had been like before this, the sense of being physical and tangible. Regardless of whether or not the concept was just an illusion, still, it felt real there. This place... It was so silent and drowsy, and the longer I spent in this plane of reality, the more I realized that I had no idea how to get back out. And the need to leave was growing far less intense by the second. All of the cares and worries from the other world were fading fast and as I relaxed even further, I felt myself sink deeper into the calm, somehow. It was nearly addictive, and I vaguely sensed a sharp cry within, desperately pleading with me to stop. I tiredly acknowledged the sensation, but with each passing second my awareness was slipping away.
"Don't say it..."
I momentarily became alert at the sound of a voice. No, not a voice, not here, I thought slowly. Everything in this place moved so slowly, and I had begun to fall under the spell. Not a voice...a thought. A thought from another. Another was here, or at least nearby. Someone close enough to me to be able to penetrate this deeply inside...I had someone once, just like that...didn't I?
Seto.
I remembered now. I didn't belong here at all, I belonged with him. Where was he...where was I? This frustrating circle of logic was trapping me and I tried to speak, but nothing came. But how had I done it before? I remembered hearing myself just moments ago, why couldn't I do it now? There was something I had to say. I had no idea what it could be, but it was so important! I knew it, I felt it, it needed to be said. It was something that I had to know. What was it? I remained as nothing for a moment and collected my sense of self, hoping that it would just come out. But nothing came. Not a thought or a word, or even an idea. Only a feeling of intense desperation and fear. There was something that I was hiding away here, I realized suddenly. That was why I was here. A deep stillness came across me, and I felt the words within and without in the moment they were spoken.
"Don't say it. If you keep silent, we will never end."
I lost all control at the sound. I wanted to hear it from myself so badly, there was an awful burning inside of me that demanded to know, and now that I was so close to it inside of me I could feel it tearing and clawing at my mind. But Seto, he told me not to... He didn't want me to know. I loved him so much, I wanted to do whatever he asked of me, but...
I was unable to do anything at all, and the sound of my my own screams tore me into consciousness.
"Joey, stop!" Seto's strained cry broke through my fevered panic and I froze instantly. Seto was here, Seto was here... Once again, I was so happy to see him here, just to know that he was here with me. That I was not alone.
Seto was above me, and as I moved towards him I found that I couldn't move at all, he had pinned me to the bed underneath. I looked up to his face confusedly, and he in turn loosened his grip on my arms and quietly rose up and sat in front of me, warily watching to see what I might do next.
"What? Why are you looking at me like that?" I wondered what it was that I had done in my sleep to make him act so strangely.
Seto's expression lost it's intensity and fell into a blank stare, but still he maintained our matched gaze.
"Nothing. I...thought you were having a nightmare. You were scaring me. I thought you were going to hurt yourself." The tone he spoke with left no room for question.
Although I was awake and safe, I couldn't help but think back to that thought, that elusive Truth that had slipped away from me once again. What was it again? I swore that it had been right on the tip of my tongue the entire time, but without words. It was still just a sinking feeling.
"Hey...Seto? I had another dream. It was-"
"Are you hungry?" Seto stared at me harshly, and I suddenly felt rather uncomfortable. Why the hell did he cut me off like that? It was as if he didn't even care. I turned and pouted momentarily, angry at his sharp interruption, until his question completely registered in my mind. Food?
"Yes! I'm starving! I was hungry before, but you were so tired so I decided to wait. But now I'm really hungry!"
Seto smiled and stood up off the bed, extending an arm so I could be pulled up as well. I reached out and grasped his hand, and as I shifted my body across the bed to stand beside him he suddenly pulled on my arm with an unstoppable force. I flew forward towards him and in the blurring rush I caught a glance of his face, seared from right to left with a spectacular grin that spilled over with superiority and mischevious planning. Before I could even blink I was suspended in the air, and without wasting another second Seto Kaiba promptly carried me downstairs, towards the kitchen.
"Come on, brat. I knew you'd be hungry. Maybe this time you'll leave some for me."
I laughed and relaxed at once. I could still feel the desperately clawing sensation within no matter how hard I tried to cast it aside, so I simply let it alone. Whatever the Truth was, it could wait, at least for a moment.
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AN: Hmmm. Seto's awfully shady, huh? What is he up to? Hmmm... Yeah, as if I don't know. And honestly, you all probably know, too. I've been dropping hints faster than a trick-or-treater with a torn candybag. Hey, I know! Everyone, tell me what you think is gonna happen! I know I already did this in The Urgency of Life, but it was fun! Plus you all had such great ideas that I wanted to write more fics, just so I could make the guesses happen. This is inspiration, people! Oh, and if you have any other ideas or anything, tell me that too. I mean, I already know how this story is going to end, but up until that point, I got nothin. Well, not nothing, but you know. I'm just talking to hear myself talk. Yep.
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A Seto/Joey fanfic by Katsuya Kaiba
AN: First order of business- A very sincere thank you to everyone who said that they would pray for me and my very sad situation (mentioned in Clear Vision, last chapter). It really, really helped and I am 100% better, so your prayers were answered. Thank you SO MUCH. I feel so much better than I have for a very long time, and now that it's all over I'm so glad things happened this way. We should join forces and rule the world. No, really.
Second order of business- HAHA! I'm BACK! New and Improved Katsuya Kaiba Version 2.0 is here! And I've traded in my spam blocker for my new, much cooler and much more useful ability: Lame-Ass Girlfriend blocker! The Lies end here and now!!!! I should be a superhero. Yeah. Rockin'.
It's Storytime. (cries...oh the pain of laughter...so funny....)
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The words were on the tip of my tongue, yet I could not speak. It was a terrible feeling, to be so full of the Truth and completely unable to show it. Even I could not understand what it was that I knew, but it was something so very important. Something that I had to know. Something that I did know, deep inside, in a place that I had never been. A place that I had never been...
I felt...very strange. I had no weight, no form, no substance, and I could not see a thing. My eyes were closed. Or were they? I tried to open them and found that they did not exist. I was drifting, in a place I had never been before. I held all of my thoughts still for a few moments and remained open but cautious, reaching out for familiarity.
"I must be dreaming," I thought aloud, and the sound of my thought came back at me from nowhere, echoing all around. The fear inside of me rose quickly but I caught hold of it before it was able to manifest and did my absolute best to stay calm. I got the distinct feeling that I was not dreaming at all. I was asleep, but aware. Aware of myself and my thoughts, but there was no concept of a physical form in this place, so I merely was. I existed, and that was that.
Without form or touch, there was nothing but darkness. Not a blackness, or the absence of light, just a place to be that was not a place at all. Somewhere in the recesses of my mind, I knew that that must be where I was. The recesses of my mind. But why? It wasn't that I didn't believe this was happeneing, but I had no clues as to what I was doing here. How did this happen? The formless sense of drifting was starting to feel permanent, and I felt panic creeping up behind me from far away. I began to forget what it had been like before this, the sense of being physical and tangible. Regardless of whether or not the concept was just an illusion, still, it felt real there. This place... It was so silent and drowsy, and the longer I spent in this plane of reality, the more I realized that I had no idea how to get back out. And the need to leave was growing far less intense by the second. All of the cares and worries from the other world were fading fast and as I relaxed even further, I felt myself sink deeper into the calm, somehow. It was nearly addictive, and I vaguely sensed a sharp cry within, desperately pleading with me to stop. I tiredly acknowledged the sensation, but with each passing second my awareness was slipping away.
"Don't say it..."
I momentarily became alert at the sound of a voice. No, not a voice, not here, I thought slowly. Everything in this place moved so slowly, and I had begun to fall under the spell. Not a voice...a thought. A thought from another. Another was here, or at least nearby. Someone close enough to me to be able to penetrate this deeply inside...I had someone once, just like that...didn't I?
Seto.
I remembered now. I didn't belong here at all, I belonged with him. Where was he...where was I? This frustrating circle of logic was trapping me and I tried to speak, but nothing came. But how had I done it before? I remembered hearing myself just moments ago, why couldn't I do it now? There was something I had to say. I had no idea what it could be, but it was so important! I knew it, I felt it, it needed to be said. It was something that I had to know. What was it? I remained as nothing for a moment and collected my sense of self, hoping that it would just come out. But nothing came. Not a thought or a word, or even an idea. Only a feeling of intense desperation and fear. There was something that I was hiding away here, I realized suddenly. That was why I was here. A deep stillness came across me, and I felt the words within and without in the moment they were spoken.
"Don't say it. If you keep silent, we will never end."
I lost all control at the sound. I wanted to hear it from myself so badly, there was an awful burning inside of me that demanded to know, and now that I was so close to it inside of me I could feel it tearing and clawing at my mind. But Seto, he told me not to... He didn't want me to know. I loved him so much, I wanted to do whatever he asked of me, but...
I was unable to do anything at all, and the sound of my my own screams tore me into consciousness.
"Joey, stop!" Seto's strained cry broke through my fevered panic and I froze instantly. Seto was here, Seto was here... Once again, I was so happy to see him here, just to know that he was here with me. That I was not alone.
Seto was above me, and as I moved towards him I found that I couldn't move at all, he had pinned me to the bed underneath. I looked up to his face confusedly, and he in turn loosened his grip on my arms and quietly rose up and sat in front of me, warily watching to see what I might do next.
"What? Why are you looking at me like that?" I wondered what it was that I had done in my sleep to make him act so strangely.
Seto's expression lost it's intensity and fell into a blank stare, but still he maintained our matched gaze.
"Nothing. I...thought you were having a nightmare. You were scaring me. I thought you were going to hurt yourself." The tone he spoke with left no room for question.
Although I was awake and safe, I couldn't help but think back to that thought, that elusive Truth that had slipped away from me once again. What was it again? I swore that it had been right on the tip of my tongue the entire time, but without words. It was still just a sinking feeling.
"Hey...Seto? I had another dream. It was-"
"Are you hungry?" Seto stared at me harshly, and I suddenly felt rather uncomfortable. Why the hell did he cut me off like that? It was as if he didn't even care. I turned and pouted momentarily, angry at his sharp interruption, until his question completely registered in my mind. Food?
"Yes! I'm starving! I was hungry before, but you were so tired so I decided to wait. But now I'm really hungry!"
Seto smiled and stood up off the bed, extending an arm so I could be pulled up as well. I reached out and grasped his hand, and as I shifted my body across the bed to stand beside him he suddenly pulled on my arm with an unstoppable force. I flew forward towards him and in the blurring rush I caught a glance of his face, seared from right to left with a spectacular grin that spilled over with superiority and mischevious planning. Before I could even blink I was suspended in the air, and without wasting another second Seto Kaiba promptly carried me downstairs, towards the kitchen.
"Come on, brat. I knew you'd be hungry. Maybe this time you'll leave some for me."
I laughed and relaxed at once. I could still feel the desperately clawing sensation within no matter how hard I tried to cast it aside, so I simply let it alone. Whatever the Truth was, it could wait, at least for a moment.
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AN: Hmmm. Seto's awfully shady, huh? What is he up to? Hmmm... Yeah, as if I don't know. And honestly, you all probably know, too. I've been dropping hints faster than a trick-or-treater with a torn candybag. Hey, I know! Everyone, tell me what you think is gonna happen! I know I already did this in The Urgency of Life, but it was fun! Plus you all had such great ideas that I wanted to write more fics, just so I could make the guesses happen. This is inspiration, people! Oh, and if you have any other ideas or anything, tell me that too. I mean, I already know how this story is going to end, but up until that point, I got nothin. Well, not nothing, but you know. I'm just talking to hear myself talk. Yep.
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