Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ La casa de los muertos ❯ introductions ( Chapter 2 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

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(A/N: first off, i'd just like to thank my lovely faithful reviewer, Hieiandkuramalover.
this fic's dedicated to you hun!

Chapter 1-

~~~~~~~~(seto's P.O.V)~~~~~~~~
i awoke with a start the next morning around 11 am as i heard my alarm clock still ringing in my ear,
rudely bringing me out of my dream world and into the lonely world of the awakened. i sighed and sat up,
rubbing the sleep out of my eyes as i let out a loud sleepy yawn and ran my hand through my dishelved
mop of chesnut hair. " i hate the mornings." i mumbled to my self as i got up to sit on my window sill,
watching as the rain poured down on the quiet city of baton rouge. despite the rain, every one still went on with their
daily activities. some shopping, some trying to talk through the static of their flashy cell phones, their
neat clean business suits getting thoroughly soaked. and yet some of them simply walked down the street just for
the pleasure of being out side, even if the weather was terrible. not me. i'm not exactly a social person.
even in my now 3 years of living here, i had only been out side a handfull of times. those times disappeared when
Mokuba passed. i no longer had a life, no real reason to wake up in the morning. but i did it any way, because that's
what Mokuba would've wanted. but lets not get into that. it hurts me just to think about it. deciding to drop the matter,
i got up and searched through my walk-in closet for a suitable wardrobe for the day's events. after scanning each
item of clothing carefully, i chose a dark green turtle neck with a pair of black slacks and my bran new snake skin
trench coat. i debated whether hopping in the shower or not, but after seeing that it was already 11:30, i decided
against it. so i grabbed a clean pair of breifs and some black socks, along with my black ankle high boots and
my also black umbrella. after quickly getting dressed, i pulled a comb through my messy hair and added some gel to keep it
in place, then turned to my full length mirror and examined my self. once i saw that i indeed looked fairly tidy,
i gave my self the famous kaiba smirk and headed towards the door.
~~~~~~~~~(Bakura's P.O.V)~~~~~~~~
"Ryou! i'm leaving now. i'll see you in a few hours." i called towards the empty stair case that lead to
our room at the top of our two story 3 bedroom house as i pulled on a pair of black lace-up knee-high leather boots.
i heard Ryou's footsteps as he ran down, probably either to sigh, hug me and say good bye, or to beg to come along.
"'Kura, can't i just go with you this one time?" unfortunately, he wasn't about to just hug me and say good bye, like
i hoped. i sighed as i turned away from his pleading brown doe eyes. "i told you Ryou, no. it's too dangerous.
you just stay here and i'll be back soon." Ryou only gave me a 'hmph' and crossed his arms across his chest.
"i never get to go any where with you. i'm not a child Bakura, i can take care of my self!" 'here we go again' i thought
to my self as Ryou began his 'i'm not a child, i may look weak but i'm not' speech. it had been this way since Ryou
and i had started dating, and only got worse when we moved in together. why can't he just accept the fact that i worry
about him? it's not that he's weak. honestly, i just don't wanthim to get hurt. especially not after what happened last
time i let him come with me. a year or two ago, i had let Ryou come with me to investigate a site that shown signs of
criminal activity. i tried to keep a close eye on him, but the second i turned my back he was gone. when we finally found
him, 3 days later, he had been raped and beaten nearly to death. on the bright side, we found the criminal hiding there.
but Ryou didn't exactly see it that way. i don't really blame him. "Ryou, do you remember what happened the last time
i took you with me?" Ryou shakily nodded and averted his eyes. "y-yes. i remember." i smiled at him and tipped his chin
so that he was looking into my own dark brown eyes. i placed a gentle kiss on his lips before continuing, trying my best
to keep my voice quiet as not to startle him. "that's exactly why you're not coming this time. last time i took you with
me, four people were found dead, a man was put in prison, and you were a complete mess. do you understand now?" he
nodded, some tears falling from his eyes, leaving two wet trails down his pale cheeks. i quickly kissed them away before
any more could fall, and looked back at the disappointed look in Ryou's eyes. "i just don't want to seem weak. i don't want
to be left behind because you think i can't handle my self." i let out an irritated sigh and once again took his chin
in my hands. "is that what you think?" he nodded making me repeat my previous actions, letting out yet another sigh.
"alright. fine. you're an adult. i suppose you can come along." instantly, his face light up and he wrapped his arms around
my thin waste, pulling me into a tight hug, which i graciously returned. "well, if you're going to come, we better get
going. we have to be there by noon." Ryou nodded happily and grabbed my hand as he quite literally skipped out of the room.
~~~~~~~~~~(Seto's P.O.V)~~~~~~~~~~~
not long after i left the house, i found my self sitting in the back seat of my long black stretch limo as we drove
down the street, bound for the small bar located down town. i wasn't really paying attention to where we were going though.
i seemed to be more interested in staring out my shaded window at the people gazing in admiration and jealousy at
the lugerious ride. once again, i didn't care. they knew who i was, even if they couldn't see me. i was pretty much the
only man who could afford such things. fancy cars, beautiful estates, and just about any woman or man i wanted. that's
right, i said man. i'm gay. well, if you wanna get technical, i'm bi. i've been with several women, but i honestly prefer
men. this was yet another discovery i made after my brother's death. at least some good came out of it. after spending
all those long days and sleepless nights, i realized a lot about my self. 'but that doesn't matter, does it?' i thought
to my self. as i continued to scan the passing faces, all giving me the oddest and dirtiest of looks, except for one.
i noticed one unusual looking yet beautiful looking out o place being. a fairly young man, with longish blonde hair and
honey brown eyes. he seemed to be in a hurry as he ran down the street, shoving people out of his way as he went.
he was drenched, as unlike most people on the street he didn't seem to have an umbrella. he was gorgious. like i said,
he was out of place. he was dressed in a loose button up satin crimson almost black top, a black wife beater worn beneath
it, a short leather jacket and a pair of tight leather pants. he was also fairly tall, but the tall black leather
boots probably had something to do with it. once i realized that i had been staring at very inappropriate places
as he ran out of view,i quickly turned my head back to my driver and cleared my throat, letting him know that this was
my stop.
~~~~~~~~~(still seto's P.O.V)~~~~~~~~
after my driver dropped me off on the street corner of east broad st., i stood hesitantly
stood out side of Muso and frank's, gazing in mild fascination at the blinking sign made of neon green
florescent lights above the bar entrance. however, as some one passed by me, or more like shoved by me,
i was broken out of my trance as i strode into the bar, much like i owned the place. it was no problem getting
in, every one knew who i was. so they didn't bother asking my age, name or if i had a reservation.
i quickly looked around the room, until i spotted a table with a small sign placed on it, reading 'reserved
for the kaiba party'. every one appeared to be there so i took my seat at the head of the table. i looked around clock wise
at the group of people, until i came to look at the smiling face of the young blonde sitting across from me. it was him.
the person i had spotted earlier. quickly, i averted my gaze and cleared my throat. "hello every one. i'm sure you all
know who i am, but for those of you that may not reckognize me, i am seto kaiba. unfortunately i haven't had the
priveledge of meeting any of you. so if you'd all be so kind as to introduce your selves, starting with this young man
(ryou) and going around clock wise." i stated, keeping my eyes away from you-know-who and trying to sound as
professional as i can. the looked at the young man beside me as he prepared to speak. he had long white hair, big brown
eyes, and a very pale complexion. he was clad in a plum purple sleevless top and a pair of black vinyl pants. he had a
very feminine face, he even wore some black eye liner and some purple liquid eye shadow to match his top.
very pretty, i must say, but not quite my type. "ok, well um, i'm Ryou. i'm 19 years old, and i work as a criminal
psychologist." i nodded my thanks and turned to the next person. this man looked nearly identical to Ryou, only his
long white hair as slightly a mess and was tipped with black hair dye. his attire also nearly matched Ryou's only his
shirt was black and his pants were adorned with several silver buckles. he too wore some make up, that being
some black eye liner and liquid black eye shadow. "i'm Bakura. i'm 22 years old, i work as a crime scene investigator
and i'm both partners and lovers with Ryou. i'll be detecting any sign of criminal activity in the area."
he claimed, gesturing towards the affore mentioned boy. yet again, i nodded and turned to the next person.
this time it was a small boy, whom looked like he was far from adulthood, but another thing
i learned was to never judge a book by it's cover. his hair seemed to define the laws of gravity as it stood up in
multi-colored spikes among his head. his eyes were a violet color, large and bright much like a child's. he was clothed
in an all black leather out fit, with a choker that seemed to resemble a belt buckle. "i'm Yugi Motou. i'm 18 years old,
and i work as a forensic scientist. i'll be checking to see if there's any physical evidence of criminal or super natural
activity." next up was a slightly taller man, who much resembled Yugi. their attire was the same, only his hair seemed to
have a ouch more blonde, and his eyes were more red and slightly slanted. "i'm Yami. i'm 25 years old and i'm a mediator.
i'll be our source of communication if we discover any super natural activity." and next, was the boy i had seen. my secret
crush, if you could call him that. he was even more beautiful up close. upon further inspection, i noticed some light
brown freckles spread across his nose and his cheek bones. they were barely noticable, but still there. also i noticed
he had several ar piercings, and after staring for a few moments, i counted 6 all together. 4 on bottom and 2 on top.
also i spotted a tiny diamond nose ring that could easily be mistaken for a piece of glitter that only added to the out of
placement. i listened to his smooth slightly accented voice as he spoke. "I'm Joey Wheeler. i'm 20 years old, and i'm
an exercist. you all know what that is." we all nodded. well, his speech was short, yet enjoyable all the same. after i
recieved several strange looks from the group once they noticed i was staring, so i cleared my throat and sat up straight.
"well i'd like to thank you all for coming. i'm happy to say that you're all hired and i'll see you at my estate
in the library tomorrow. same place. then we'll begin our investigation. thank you again."
-tbc-