Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ I've wanted you forever and tonight ❯ Reunited at last! ( Chapter 21 )

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Reunion. Chapter twenty-one of ‘I’ve wanted you forever and tonight’.

~By Sweetdeily.
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Jounouchi wasn’t sure why he ran back to the bed-chamber. It was probably the collar around his neck. It was probably the habit he had of obeying orders. It was probably the last shreds of his love for Seto Kaiba.

Whatever it was. He hurried back. And he fully expected the attack when it came.

A white-clad vampire-woman appeared as he approached the door, she held a spear in one hand, and she turned to Jounouchi with a hiss as he came trotting around the corner.

“Look! I don’t want any trouble!” Jounouchi said, holding up his hands to show he was harmless.

“Then just be a good little pet and die!” She hissed, baring fangs. And then the spear tip was being thrust at him.

Jounouchi didn’t want to kill her. He really didn’t think that it would solve anything. But the collar around his neck grew warm as he merely dodged her clumsy attack. Evil Seto’s order had been to kill anyone who got in his way.

This vampire chick was in his way.

Jounouchi called up a bolt of ice and tossed it at her, hoping to discourage her if he could. She caught the spell in her shoulder and blood blossomed under her clothing. With a snarl the vampiress jumped at Jounouchi.

Vampires were unusually fast creatures and Jounouchi found himself pinned against the wall, a pale hand cutting off his air supply before he could even mutter the spell to throw her away. Her other hand came up, crushing his windpipe. Jounouchi scrambled desperately at the cold fingers, facing turning quickly red. He dug his nails in between her fingers, he pried at her grasp, he kicked her body desperately- but she had a death-grip on him and just kept strangling his oxygen out of his body.

Jounouchi felt little gray spots starting to eat away at his vision. He was looking out of a dim corridor of light, his attempts to free himself becoming weak and pathetic.

He was a Fairy. He was used to fighting Elves and creatures that weren’t ten times faster than him. He was used to mass combat, with weapons and steeds. Not this… not this helplessness. He was naked, unarmed and previously injured.

It wasn’t fair. He was going to die like this. Like a coward. All his life he’d lived honorably. He’d done things… he’d seen things… he’d fought hordes of evil. And now, he was naked and being strangled to death by a woman angry because he had taken away her loved one’s attention.

He was dying like some pathetic pet.

Jounouchi felt disgusted with himself.

He felt disgusted with Seto Kaiba. For making him die like this. Like some stupid animal.

“Fuck… you…. Kaiba…” He hissed out with his last breath.

The world went black.

It seemed as if only a few minutes passed before he found his body suddenly gasping in air- the air was cold and burned his throat. He was coughing and gasping like a fish out of water, tears slipping out of the corners of his eyes.

“Jounouchi! Please wake up!” A voice was calling him desperately in Japanese.

Jounouchi struggled to open his eyes, his body felt weak and useless, his throat burned painfully.

“Wake up, damnit, puppy! Wake up! You can’t die after all the trouble I’ve gone through to save you! Damnit!” There was more cursing in Japanese and Jounouchi recognized the voice.

Seto Kaiba.

He slowly became aware of someone shaking him roughly, making his body ache in all sorts of places.

“Se-e-to?” Jounouchi coughed out. His vision was blurry at best, and he blindly reached a weak hand out to touch the person holding him.

“Jounouchi! How do you feel?”

“Like I’ve been strangled to death.” Some people asked the stupidest questions when you were injured.

Seto laughed, a quick bark of sound and Jounouchi felt himself being picked up. He couldn’t really stop the vampire, his legs weren’t working.

“Hurry. I’ll get you out of here! Before he comes back. They exhausted his power fighting him and he’s asleep. I’ll get you to somewhere safe, where he won’t be able to find you.” Seto was speaking.

They walked in a stumbling shamble. As the air coursed through his body Jounouchi found himself finally able to stagger along on his own, and once Seto had put him down he realized that the vampire was injured, his leg was bleeding badly.

“What happened?” Jounouchi croaked out.

“He attacked that woman, and she managed to injure him before he killed her. Then he singled out some other vampires and told them to kill themselves or he would do it for them. Some of them attacked him. It was over so quickly. He blasted most of them apart with magic. And then he hissed at everyone in the room because none of them had helped him. he started to slaughter them. They were so easy to kill… like tissue paper…” Seto was looking at his blood-stained hands.

“But he was weakened by it. And I’ve been saving energy in order to get free again. So I fought him. I fought him until I won. And when I came out here… you were being strangled. So… well… of course I saved you, puppy.”

They were walking down a long corridor that lead out into the courtyard. They were lucky that they weren’t on the second storey. Jounouchi probably couldn’t have stumbled down any stairs at that time. Jounouchi would have made some really funny smart-ass remark, but his throat hurt too much for it to be worth it.

Seto stopped suddenly and placed a blood-covered hand on Jounouchi’s arm. The Fairy grimanced. The blood was still wet. “Jou… I wanted to… tell you…”

Jounouchi stopped and looked up into the vampire’s face. Those cobalt eyes looked back down at him. The eyes that –belonged- to that face. The eyes that he should have been seeing all along. It was hard to think of this Seto and the evil one as one in the same. Seto was… Seto wasn’t like the other one. Even though he was rough and cruel. He wasn’t sadistic- not like the evil vampire was. Jounouchi remembered some of the things that the Evil Seto had said- things that Seto would never say.

“I’m sorry about letting him rape you.”

Jounouchi smiled wearily. “It’s not like you could have stopped him.”

Seto hung his head shamefully. “No… I was too weak the first time… but… when you came to… here… when he was hurting you and he…” Seto looked away. “He was going to kill you… I couldn’t let him do that… so I…”

Jounouchi’s eyes blinked purple. “You turned that desire sexual?” His croaking voice hardened over the words.

Seto nodded. “I am truly sorry about that.”

Jounouchi stepped away from the vampire with a disgusted snort and walked onward. He didn’t speak for the longest time, strewing over this piece of information. He remembered the flicker of blue that had gone through Evil Seto’s eyes when he’d been about to strike.

This changed some things.

Queens! This changed everything! It wasn’t a case of ‘I’m sorry the evil vampire raped you, I should have been stronger’. It was ‘I’m sorry I /made/ the evil vampire rape you.’

And what the hell was he supposed to say to that? Oh gee, thanks for raping me Seto Kaiba?

If Seto liked him… why… why would he do that? It was… unforgivable! You don’t rape the person you like! Not unless you’re a deranged psychopath!

Jounouchi found himself getting angrier and angrier until he finally broke the silence. “Do you think just because I was coming that I enjoyed that? Do you think that just because he had your face I wanted him to rape me? Do you think just because I was able to pretend I wasn’t there that I could ‘deal with it?’ I have lived through a lot of different things, Seto Kaiba! Life has taught me about disappearing from my body when I can’t defend myself from psychopaths like you. But this…”

Stupid Fairy that he was, he was crying! Crying, like he actually cared! Jounouchi went to wipe his eyes and found his hand spasming with the desire to throw some acid at the vampire and just do away with him.

Seto had bloody tears running down his face. “I’m sorry. But I couldn’t let him kill you.”

“And you think letting him rape me was a –better- alternative?” Jounouchi’s voice had risen to a croaky yell. They were in the fresh night air now, alone in the courtyard.

If they didn’t move soon, they would be discovered.

“No! No I don’t! But I couldn’t live with myself if he killed you when I could have stopped him!”

“But you can live with yourself knowing that I was sexually abused? What kind of sick psycho are you?”

“Damnit, Jounouchi! That’s not what I mean and you know it!”

“Do I?” Jounouchi bit back savagely. “I’ve spent the last two weeks in hell! IN HELL, SETO! You know why- because you’re too chicken shit to kill me! Did it ever occur to you that maybe I would have preferred to die with some dignity?” He paused for breath, his throat burning awfully.

Seto cringed as if he had been struck. “You don’t mean that-”

“Don’t I? Then maybe you don’t know anything about me! I thought I was going to die today! Naked, weaponless and helpless. All because some chicks didn’t like who that psychopath was raping! I was dying to prove a point to someone who was not my lord or master! I WAS DYING FOR NOTHING! At least if he had of killed me before; I would have been dying for dignity- for Queen!”

Seto shook his head. “Dying is for nothing! You could have lived on and gotten a new life-”

“You really think that? Then maybe you just don’t get it. Dying for what you believe in is a hell of a lot more romantic than dying for some stupid rapist!” And Jounouchi didn’t remember walking up to Seto Kaiba. And he didn’t remember even raising his fist until he’d socked the vampire in the nose.

Seto stumbled back, clutching his nose, blood gushed from his face; his nose was broken. “Oww! Fuck! That hurt puppy!”

“/That/ hurt? You want to know pain? Try having the person you’ve been crushing over for a century throw you down and rape you. Try living with the weight of bruises and pains caused not out of love- but out of sadistic pleasure! You want pain? Try watching your sister scream in agony as she claws at the empty sockets that were her eyes! You want horror? Try being caught by the enemy and tied to a post for three years while they take their pleasure of you- when you’re too small to touch the fucking ground.” Jounouchi went to smack the vampire again, but Seto was ready this time and caught Jounouchi’s fist.

“I couldn’t have done much else, mutt!” He growled.

Jounouchi growled and went to punch him with his other fist.

Seto tripped and they ended up on the ground, Jounouchi straddling the vampire, trying to get another good hit in. he knew… he knew inside that what Seto had done was probably better than the alternative… but the blonde was also pissed off that he’d been helpless in this dark creature’s not-so-tender care for so long. Seto had taken the cursed collar off- but Jounouchi was still fuming. Someone had to pay the price, and Seto was the richest person there.

They rolled and growled, punches landing weakly here and there, until Seto finally pinned the fuming Fairy. They both had a matching set of black eyes from particularly savage fists colliding with flesh.

Seto was panting, his blue eyes intense and strong. “What are you? Five?” He hissed at Jounouchi.

Jounouchi growled and struggled against Seto’s grip, but he was effectively pinned. There were crappy disadvantages to being young for a few thousand years. One of the vampire’s legs was between Jounouchi’s thighs; the other knee was against the Fairy’s hip, immobilizing the blonde’s right leg completely. Both of Jounouchi’s hands were pinned under one of Seto’s, above Jounouchi’s head and Seto’s other hand was shoving Jounouchi’s chest down. They were covered in dirt and blood- mostly Seto’s blood. Seto’s broken nose dripped steadily onto Jounouchi’s neck, but neither had really noticed yet.

“What are you? Three?” Jounouchi shot back.

“Idiot!”

“Pig!”

&# 8220;Baby!”

“Traitor!” Jounouchi shot back.

And suddenly they were back in time, and acting like mortals out to play a deadly card game of all things. What kind of comparison was there between the card game and this… this /real/ world danger?

“Mutt!”

“Arrogant son of a-” Jounouchi started, only to be cut off as Seto kissed him.

It wasn’t like he was relieved to have the real Seto back… no. he was just surprised. Surprised and that was all. That was the only reason he was kissing the stupid vampire back. That was the only reason he was enjoying the feel of Seto’s tongue, wrapping around his own. That was it… it wasn’t… it wasn’t like… wasn’t like he liked the taste of danger and blood in Seto’s mouth. Wasn’t like the way Seto sucked on Jounouchi’s tongue until it was in his mouth was a turn on for the Fairy. Wasn’t like their arguing was safe and familiar for him.

No. It wasn’t any of those things. So when Seto drew back and Jounouchi found himself opening his eyes- it should have been awkward.

“You have to escape soon. He’s waking up.” Seto whispered.

Jounouchi wiped the vampire’s blood off his face and nodded. Seto released the Fairy and got to his feet slowly. They were both battered and bruised and in a lot of pain. Jounouchi was glad he didn’t have a broken nose- unlike Seto, he needed to breathe.

They limped or stumbled over to the stables. Jounouchi found a pair of overalls and slipped into them while Seto talked to one of the Luther dragons inside.

Once Jounouchi had put the clothing on he mounted the Luther. It backed out of the stable and tossed its head, complaining that Jounouchi smelt weird.

“Seto?” Jounouchi called out.

Seto was leaning against a wooden post, clutching his head like it hurt. He looked up, startled by Jounouchi’s voice. One of his eyes had gone red, the other was molten blue.

“Run!”

Jounouchi didn’t need to be told twice; he grabbed the reins, leaned forward and kicked the Luther in the sides.

The Luther dragon was inhumanly fast- faster than a vampire, faster than was good and natural, and it was a hard task to just hold onto the creature as it raced out of the castle at breakneck speeds. Literally, break-neck speeds.

“Take me to the nearest human city!” Jounouchi instructed the dragon, yelling over the roar of the wind. The Luther veered in its course very suddenly and continued.

They were in a forest, branches and leaves whipped at Jounouchi’s back, thorns and stray tree-limbs tore up his shoulders and upper back.

He coughed up a branch that had been eager enough to try and stuff itself down his throat, hands white in their death grip on the Luther’s reins.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something red shimmering. “What’s that?” Jounouchi asked the dragon.

The answer was not something he wanted to hear.

Mage fire.

~To Be continued.

Sweet notes: Detta! Alright… only… about three chapters left… mebbe two. Reviews?