Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Final Distance ❯ Vivid Colors ( Chapter 1 )

Hello, everyone. My name is Youko Fujima....I was in the fanfic business for about three or four years before I "retired" and went into a non-writing stupor of nearly five years (or was that four?). The last fic I wrote was (I think) "The Ghost in My Room," and that was never finished due to lack of reviews. It was probably because of the fact that I never really knew of anywhere to post them up on, so I'll post my fic here and see how I fare. Please be gentle to me^^ Yoroshiku to those who have appeared on the fandom scene in the past five years since I've been gone. And to those who read my fics before…I'm back.

Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh. My YuGiOh fandom has started only about two weeks ago, so if anyone sees any sort of technical error such as names, places, timeframe, etc, please email me or tell me about it in your reviews so that I may change it!

Chapter One-Vivid Colors

Slender fingers twitched a few millimeters above computer keys and Kaiba Seto winced, his brows furrowing, knitting into a tight knot in the middle of his forehead as he leaned over in his chair. A splitting headache ailed him, taking his mind off his work for the fifth time this hour. Remind me to fire my personal physician when first thing in the morning, he whispered through the pounding in his head. Dragging his top desk drawer with a shaking hand, the young CEO pulled out an orange bottle and quickly dumped several pills into his hand, emptying them into his mouth and swallowing without water, his throat having been trained in the past year to take pills in such a rushed manner. He turned back to his screen and noticed that he saw two of it.

Not good.

His mind going hazy, he immediately pressed the speed-dial button on his cell phone and summoned his chauffer. Work needed to be put off now that his eyes were receiving incoherent images like swirling desks and dancing potted plants with spots on them. Within five minutes, he was out the front door of his office building and almost mentally hauling himself onto the seat of the limousine that he had sent for. A warbled "Home" came from his lips and he leaned back onto the seat, his head still swimming for reasons unknown.

What's going on? Kaiba wondered to himself as he stepped through the front door of his house, the tips of his shoes scraping the carpet, contradicting whatever grace he usually held in his stature in the morning.

"Nii-sama, you're home!" Mokuba shouted, running towards his older brother as soon as he heard the door click open. "Nii-sama?" The boy stopped dead as soon as he saw the shape his brother was in. Sure, Seto usually came home looking very tired, occasionally like he was going to pass out, but he never came home looking absolutely wordlessly hideous. His eyes were bloodshot, and he had tremors going through his body almost like he was suffering from epilepsy. A white-knuckled hand was pressed against the wall, the fingers bent and pressing against the powdery whiteness of the wall, threatening to crush it if the wall did not support his wobbling legs. Kaiba Seto looked up from the swirling nuance of sepia, red and black Persian rug beneath his feet and saw his younger brother, who seemed to be floating in space now.

"Mokuba…" he groaned, his free hand pressed over his temple where the pain most certainly did not come from, "Go…to…b…" Without finishing the last word, Kaiba Seto, perhaps the most intelligent youth of the world in this century, the young and proud owner of Kaiba Corp, fell to the ground without a sound, the thick rug drowning out what would have been a "thud."

To be continued…

I'm sorry about how short it was, but this is just something like an introduction to later chapters, so please review and tell me what you think of it so far. This story will be yaoi as the story progresses. Please be patient with me. Comments go to severus_snape__@hotmail.com.