Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Eidolon ❯ Misplaced ( Chapter 4 )
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By: KatsuyaKaiba 
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Horror / Romance / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.09.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 207 | 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: 1.8K | Visits: 207 | Status: Work In Progress
Eidolon
A Seto/Joey fanfic by Katsuya Kaiba
AN: Whoa I am so sorry about the wait. I had no idea that I had enraged you all with my absence...please do not eat me. I will write lots of words for you to read. I'm useful. Don't eat me. I was really sad for awhile, you probably wouldn't have wanted to read anything I wrote in that state of mind. Yes, I will admit. I sunk that low. The great Katsuya Kaiba wrote nothing but...poetry. Yes, you read right. Poetry. For over a month. Yeah, it wasn't the best of times, it was the worst of times. For sure. But I'm better now, and I have another idea for another, yes, ANOTHER Seto and Joey fic. I will, however, finish this story first. No fooleys.
We sat at the table in silence. The afternoon sun had already begun it's descent towards the western sky, and the small scattered beams of light that filtered in through the windowpanes cast a bright glow across the kitchen. I picked and nibbled at my udon, knowing full well that the watchful gaze of Seto Kaiba was upon me.
"Why aren't you eating?" I looked up from my bowl and met his eyes. To anyone else they would have seemed to be filled with anger, but I could see the masked concern hidden underneath.
"I don't know..." I lowered my head back down to glare at the food that simply refused to eat itself. Why wasn't I hungry? I was hungry, but... somehow the food just wouldn't make it's way to my mouth. I kept forgetting about it, my mind was so full with thoughts of the dream. The non-dream, I should say. Something was seriously wrong, I just couldn't put my finger on it.
"I guess I'm just not feeling well. This dream I had, it wasn't a dream. Not really. It was weird, like...like there's something inside of me that just won't go away. A sinking feeling of...loss? Regret, maybe? I can't quite place it, but you..." I looked up furtively to try and catch a glimpse of his reaction out of the corner of my eye, but the moment I caught sight of his expression I immediately tore my eyes away from his face, hoping he hadn't seen. He hadn't. I stopped speaking immediately.
What I had seen on Seto's face was pure and unadulterated fear. Fear at what, I had no idea. But seeing that expression brought back the painful way that his voice had sounded in my dream.
"Don't say it"
I looked up at Seto sharply, wondering how he had known what I was thinking about. Did he know more that I did? I certainly didn't know anything, not anymore. Maybe I was losing it.
"What did you say?" My voice came out a little more forceful than I had intended, and I immediately regretted speaking so thoughtlessly. Seto looked at me with a blank expression before responding to my demand.
"What are you talking about? I didn't say anything." His face took on a indignant look before he went back to what he had been doing before my outburst, which wasn't a whole hell of a lot. Mostly staring out the window in silence, with occasional glances in my direction.
"Um...sorry. Hey..." I spoke apologetically, and then I smiled and tried to put on a more cheerful demeanor, hoping to break the awful icy turn that this afternoon was taking. "...What time are you leaving tomorrow? Can we stay up late tonight? I want to play Duel Monsters with you! Please...?"
Seto turned to look at me incredulously, most likely wondering what I could possibly be thinking. Truthfully, I was just trying to do something that felt familiar in some way. I desperately wanted to go back to the way things were before. Before I had that first horrible nightmare, the one where I had found Seto dead and gone in the snow...I shuddered at the memory and shook it off quickly. Ever since I'd had that dream, things between Seto and I had taken a turn for the worst. It seemed as though he and I had suddenly become strangers, and I hated the sinking feeling of dread that was slowly sneaking up behind me, closing in on my happiness with each passing minute. What if that dream had been meaningful in some way? It was so real and vivid, maybe it was trying to tell me that something bad was going to happen. Wasn't that how dreams about the future go? All the things that happen in prophetic visions, they're all just metaphors for what's really going to happen, right? So then, what did Seto's death point to? Was he going away, maybe?
There wasn't any way for me tell, in all honesty. I had no idea what I was talking about in the first place. I had heard somewhere that when you dream about the future, you never see what's truly going to happen. You see it in the language of the subconscious. But that fact alone was enough to make my head spin, let alone actually trying to decipher something as complicated as the dream itself. I decided to stick with my original plan of Cheering Up Seto. Maybe he was just being a jackass today, and I was overreacting. Hey, it's happened before.
"Joey, you don't want to duel me...remember what happened last time...", He added with a growing smirk.
I blushed furiously. I did indeed remember that particular duel, the one in which I had sworn off dueling with Seto altogether. The stakes had become far too high over the years we had been together. At first it was just a silly betting game, whoever lost the duel would have to do this or that ridiculous dare which more often than not involved the theft and/or sacriligious misuse of someone's precious millenium item. Seto seemed to find that particularly amusing, no doubt due to the constant ranting he was forced to endure during Battle City, in which he was painfully and relentlessly educated again and again about the dire importance of these items. But as the private duels between Seto and I became more common as our relationship progressed, I found that there really wasn't any way around the fact I had known all along, somewhere deep inside of me: I would never defeat Seto Kaiba at Duel Monsters. And after the incident involving the schoolgirl uniform and the umbrella, I decided that I honestly didn't care anymore if I defeated him or not. It simply wasn't worth the humiliation.
However, at this point, I couldn't see any way around it. Seto was acting so strangely, and I was beginning to fear the reason why.
"Yes! Yes I do! And this time, I'm totally gonna kick your ass! What do you wanna bet?" I grinned openly at him, hoping he would return it. He didn't.
"No, I don't feel like it."
Seto didn't feel like dueling? What fresh new hell was this?
"Yeah...I guess you probably wouldn't wanna duel me right now. You're probably too tired or something...and not only that, but you haven't dueled since that last time...you know...You're just rusty, I understand." I tried as hard as I could to keep my intention discreet, but the look he gave me screamed that I had failed miserably.
"Shut up, Joey. It isn't going to work."
Damn.
Seto sighed and stood suddenly, pushing his chair backwards and stepping out from behind the table. Without a word, he walked out of the kitchen, leaving me sitting alone with my untouched food in silence. As I realized he was leaving the kitchen, I scrambled out of my chair hurriedly and followed him into the hall.
"Wait, Seto!" I called out to his back, running to catch up to him as he strode quickly through the house. He showed no signs of stopping. What was his problem?
He reached the end of the hallway and opened the coat closet door, grabbing his jacket and slipping it on silently.
"Hey, what...? Where are you going?" I couldn't believe what was happening. Were we going somewhere? I hated it when he got this way, but I went to grab my coat as well. Before I could get my arm into the closet, he flung the door shut suddenly, nearly slamming it on my outstretched hand.
"Hey, jackass, what's your problem?" I put my hands on my hips in a huff, furious at his lack of consideration.
Without a sound he walked away from me and opened the front door.
"Where the hell do you think you're going?" I was nearly screaming at this point. How could he suddenly be so cold and uncaring towards me? I shivered as I pushed back a memory of the old Seto, cold and indifferent, and not at all in love with me. I hoped he wasn't reverting to that person again. Not after all this time...
"OUT!" Seto yelled back, and slammed the front door behind him.
I stood in awe of the resounding silence. A single frustrated tear slipped down my face before I roughly wiped it away with my sleeve. What a jerk... What did I do? Why was he being so terrible to me all of a sudden? I didn't deserve this...did I?
I decided to follow him. I had to get answers. I was sick and tired of being a stranger in my own life.
AN: Oh my god, I think this story's actually going somewhere! As I was writing this, I finally figured out how everything is gonna "go down" as the saying goes. The next chapter is going to have a lot of answers, and the climax will no doubt follow in suit...I am so exited! The reason I began writing this story was to write the next few chapters. Just hang in there, all of this plot development with be worth it! Let me know what you think! I promise the next chapter will be up soon. See how fast I updated this chapter? HIKARI_ENZERU yelled at me, but now my ass is in gear! Thanks, HIKARI, your words inspired me to not make you angry ever again! Thanks to you and everyone else for your support!
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A Seto/Joey fanfic by Katsuya Kaiba
AN: Whoa I am so sorry about the wait. I had no idea that I had enraged you all with my absence...please do not eat me. I will write lots of words for you to read. I'm useful. Don't eat me. I was really sad for awhile, you probably wouldn't have wanted to read anything I wrote in that state of mind. Yes, I will admit. I sunk that low. The great Katsuya Kaiba wrote nothing but...poetry. Yes, you read right. Poetry. For over a month. Yeah, it wasn't the best of times, it was the worst of times. For sure. But I'm better now, and I have another idea for another, yes, ANOTHER Seto and Joey fic. I will, however, finish this story first. No fooleys.
We sat at the table in silence. The afternoon sun had already begun it's descent towards the western sky, and the small scattered beams of light that filtered in through the windowpanes cast a bright glow across the kitchen. I picked and nibbled at my udon, knowing full well that the watchful gaze of Seto Kaiba was upon me.
"Why aren't you eating?" I looked up from my bowl and met his eyes. To anyone else they would have seemed to be filled with anger, but I could see the masked concern hidden underneath.
"I don't know..." I lowered my head back down to glare at the food that simply refused to eat itself. Why wasn't I hungry? I was hungry, but... somehow the food just wouldn't make it's way to my mouth. I kept forgetting about it, my mind was so full with thoughts of the dream. The non-dream, I should say. Something was seriously wrong, I just couldn't put my finger on it.
"I guess I'm just not feeling well. This dream I had, it wasn't a dream. Not really. It was weird, like...like there's something inside of me that just won't go away. A sinking feeling of...loss? Regret, maybe? I can't quite place it, but you..." I looked up furtively to try and catch a glimpse of his reaction out of the corner of my eye, but the moment I caught sight of his expression I immediately tore my eyes away from his face, hoping he hadn't seen. He hadn't. I stopped speaking immediately.
What I had seen on Seto's face was pure and unadulterated fear. Fear at what, I had no idea. But seeing that expression brought back the painful way that his voice had sounded in my dream.
"Don't say it"
I looked up at Seto sharply, wondering how he had known what I was thinking about. Did he know more that I did? I certainly didn't know anything, not anymore. Maybe I was losing it.
"What did you say?" My voice came out a little more forceful than I had intended, and I immediately regretted speaking so thoughtlessly. Seto looked at me with a blank expression before responding to my demand.
"What are you talking about? I didn't say anything." His face took on a indignant look before he went back to what he had been doing before my outburst, which wasn't a whole hell of a lot. Mostly staring out the window in silence, with occasional glances in my direction.
"Um...sorry. Hey..." I spoke apologetically, and then I smiled and tried to put on a more cheerful demeanor, hoping to break the awful icy turn that this afternoon was taking. "...What time are you leaving tomorrow? Can we stay up late tonight? I want to play Duel Monsters with you! Please...?"
Seto turned to look at me incredulously, most likely wondering what I could possibly be thinking. Truthfully, I was just trying to do something that felt familiar in some way. I desperately wanted to go back to the way things were before. Before I had that first horrible nightmare, the one where I had found Seto dead and gone in the snow...I shuddered at the memory and shook it off quickly. Ever since I'd had that dream, things between Seto and I had taken a turn for the worst. It seemed as though he and I had suddenly become strangers, and I hated the sinking feeling of dread that was slowly sneaking up behind me, closing in on my happiness with each passing minute. What if that dream had been meaningful in some way? It was so real and vivid, maybe it was trying to tell me that something bad was going to happen. Wasn't that how dreams about the future go? All the things that happen in prophetic visions, they're all just metaphors for what's really going to happen, right? So then, what did Seto's death point to? Was he going away, maybe?
There wasn't any way for me tell, in all honesty. I had no idea what I was talking about in the first place. I had heard somewhere that when you dream about the future, you never see what's truly going to happen. You see it in the language of the subconscious. But that fact alone was enough to make my head spin, let alone actually trying to decipher something as complicated as the dream itself. I decided to stick with my original plan of Cheering Up Seto. Maybe he was just being a jackass today, and I was overreacting. Hey, it's happened before.
"Joey, you don't want to duel me...remember what happened last time...", He added with a growing smirk.
I blushed furiously. I did indeed remember that particular duel, the one in which I had sworn off dueling with Seto altogether. The stakes had become far too high over the years we had been together. At first it was just a silly betting game, whoever lost the duel would have to do this or that ridiculous dare which more often than not involved the theft and/or sacriligious misuse of someone's precious millenium item. Seto seemed to find that particularly amusing, no doubt due to the constant ranting he was forced to endure during Battle City, in which he was painfully and relentlessly educated again and again about the dire importance of these items. But as the private duels between Seto and I became more common as our relationship progressed, I found that there really wasn't any way around the fact I had known all along, somewhere deep inside of me: I would never defeat Seto Kaiba at Duel Monsters. And after the incident involving the schoolgirl uniform and the umbrella, I decided that I honestly didn't care anymore if I defeated him or not. It simply wasn't worth the humiliation.
However, at this point, I couldn't see any way around it. Seto was acting so strangely, and I was beginning to fear the reason why.
"Yes! Yes I do! And this time, I'm totally gonna kick your ass! What do you wanna bet?" I grinned openly at him, hoping he would return it. He didn't.
"No, I don't feel like it."
Seto didn't feel like dueling? What fresh new hell was this?
"Yeah...I guess you probably wouldn't wanna duel me right now. You're probably too tired or something...and not only that, but you haven't dueled since that last time...you know...You're just rusty, I understand." I tried as hard as I could to keep my intention discreet, but the look he gave me screamed that I had failed miserably.
"Shut up, Joey. It isn't going to work."
Damn.
Seto sighed and stood suddenly, pushing his chair backwards and stepping out from behind the table. Without a word, he walked out of the kitchen, leaving me sitting alone with my untouched food in silence. As I realized he was leaving the kitchen, I scrambled out of my chair hurriedly and followed him into the hall.
"Wait, Seto!" I called out to his back, running to catch up to him as he strode quickly through the house. He showed no signs of stopping. What was his problem?
He reached the end of the hallway and opened the coat closet door, grabbing his jacket and slipping it on silently.
"Hey, what...? Where are you going?" I couldn't believe what was happening. Were we going somewhere? I hated it when he got this way, but I went to grab my coat as well. Before I could get my arm into the closet, he flung the door shut suddenly, nearly slamming it on my outstretched hand.
"Hey, jackass, what's your problem?" I put my hands on my hips in a huff, furious at his lack of consideration.
Without a sound he walked away from me and opened the front door.
"Where the hell do you think you're going?" I was nearly screaming at this point. How could he suddenly be so cold and uncaring towards me? I shivered as I pushed back a memory of the old Seto, cold and indifferent, and not at all in love with me. I hoped he wasn't reverting to that person again. Not after all this time...
"OUT!" Seto yelled back, and slammed the front door behind him.
I stood in awe of the resounding silence. A single frustrated tear slipped down my face before I roughly wiped it away with my sleeve. What a jerk... What did I do? Why was he being so terrible to me all of a sudden? I didn't deserve this...did I?
I decided to follow him. I had to get answers. I was sick and tired of being a stranger in my own life.
AN: Oh my god, I think this story's actually going somewhere! As I was writing this, I finally figured out how everything is gonna "go down" as the saying goes. The next chapter is going to have a lot of answers, and the climax will no doubt follow in suit...I am so exited! The reason I began writing this story was to write the next few chapters. Just hang in there, all of this plot development with be worth it! Let me know what you think! I promise the next chapter will be up soon. See how fast I updated this chapter? HIKARI_ENZERU yelled at me, but now my ass is in gear! Thanks, HIKARI, your words inspired me to not make you angry ever again! Thanks to you and everyone else for your support!
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