Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Lies ❯ Lies ( One-Shot )

(Everyone who was waiting for more to this fic, is to thank REM. She is bribing me. To those of you who were hoping for no more of this fic(*cough*koi*cough*), blame REM. She continues to bribe me.

Everyone may remember that famed fic, My Immortal? Well, I am being bribed by a friend, as stated above, to continue this fic. I assume I could make a series out of this, but I haven't the time. So, to please REM(and get that damned key), I shall work on this fic some more. Starting with this prequel, Lies, which is being a general pain-in-the-ass to write, and ending with the sequel, Bring Me To Life.

Yes, pattern. This series(more like an Arc, actually) is done to songs by Evanescence. It's Seto/Moku, in pairing, and I hope for a lemon in BMTL.

As always, I'll keep my promise to koi that I'll not kill off bishies.

DISCLAIMERS: My Immortal, Lies, & Bring Me To Life are all owned by Evanescence. YGO is owned by Kazuki Takahashi and 4Kids and Konami and, err, other ppls(?). I'm broke, so suing me gets ya nowhere.

Much love to koi, who helped shape this monster, and many huggles and oatmeal w/ walnuts cookies to REM, who forced this monster into a series/Arc.

~*<i>Song lyrics</i>*~

~Thoughts~

FICCY: )

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A sleek black car slid through the streets of Domino City. Only one person sat in the car. If anyone were to see him, it would be the end. They'd be all over him in seconds. It was rare that this person got out by himself, even rarer that it stayed that way.

~*Bound at every limb by my shackles of fear

Sealed with lies through so many tears

Lost from within, pursuing the end

I fight for the chance to be lied to again*~

The car stopped in the lot at the edge of the park, next to a large bridge. A young brunette man got out. He was handsome as could be, and girls were always swooning over him, but he had eyes for none of them. He only had eyes for one, the one he could never have. He was the richest person in Japan, in the world, and he couldn't have the only thing he desired. Money couldn't buy everything, a hard lesson to learn.

He stepped up to the empty bridge and looked out at the water. "I once thought everything was in my reach, that I could do anything for both of us, maybe even everything. I learned everything Gozaburo ever taught me, and I used it, to help you. I've always done everything for you, watashi no himitsu no ai." He hung his head, ignoring the hair flying about his face. "If only I still thought of such dreams."

~*You will never be strong enough

You will never be good enough

You were never conceived in love

You will not rise above*~

"Niisama, you're home late...." The black-haired teen pointed out as the brunette walking in the front door. "Were you out drinking, or something?"

The older one smiled falsely. "I don't drink, Mokuba. We've been over this."

Mokuba rolled his eyes. He could see past the false smile, the painful mask. Something was wrong with his big brother. "Hey, Seto?"

The brunette got a serious look on his face. His brother only called him that when it was important. "Nani?"

"Nan desho ka?" Mokuba asked sadly, searching cold blue eyes for an answer.

"Just business. Nothing you need to worry about, Mokuba." The older one stepped up to the raven-haired teen, hand raised to ruffle the black mass of hair. He bit his lip and let his hand drop, moving away without touching his brother.

Mokuba looked after his older brother painfully. "Seto...."

~*They'll never see

I'll never be

I'll struggle on and on to feed this hunger

Burning deep inside of me*~

Seto glared at the paperwork before him. He couldn't bring himself to concentrate. Everytime Mokuba went out with `her', he found himself worrying over his little brother non-stop. It was what any guardian would do, he told himself again and again.

But he wasn't a normal guardian, and he wasn't just worried. He was a jealous big brother.

Seto stood sharply and stormed from his office. "I'm going out for some fresh air." He told his secretary curtly as he slammed into the elevator. He had to get out of his office. It was becoming too small. He stormed from the building and out into his waiting limo. "The mansion." He ordered the driver, then leaned back against his leather seats, not finding any comfort in them.

Once at the mansion, Seto changed into a pair of tight-fitting black leather pants and a thin, clingy shirt. He put on sharp black boots and black biker's gloves on his way out to the garage. Once there, he pulled a cover off an expensive American motorcycle and grabbed a helmet and a pair of sunglasses from a shelf to his left. The sunglasses ended up in a small bag on the bike, the helmet on his head. He started up the bike with a roar and flew from the open garage, the automatic gates opening and closing behind him.

~*But through my tears breaks a blinding light

Birthing a dawn to this endless night

Arms outstretched, awaiting me

An open embrace upon a bleeding tree*~

"Hey, Seto?" Mokuba asked, peeking his head into his older brother's room.

Seto turned around, setting down his pen, and forced a thin smile. "Hey, there. What's on your mind?"

Mokuba stepped the rest of the way into the room, closing the door softly behind him. "It's about Marebi." Mokuba explained, leaning against the door. Marebi was his girlfriend. Seto nodded for the younger to go on, not trusting his voice. "I want to marry her." Mokuba smiled.

Seto turned around, his heart falling. "I wish you luck, ototo." He mumbled, starting to write again.

"Niisama?" Mokuba bit his lip. Something was bothering his brother again, but he couldn't tell what.

"I'm busy, Mokuba." Seto's voice was crisp, empty.

"I-I wanted you t-to...." Mokuba hung his head.

Seto sighed and set down the pen again, but didn't turn around again. "What? You want me to what?"

"Well, Marebi doesn't have any living parents, like us, and, well, we were wondering if you could lead her down the aisle..." Mokuba whispered. Something told him his brother would say no.

"Mokuba, I won't be coming to your wedding, I have work to do." Seto said hollowly.

"Can't you stop working just this once?!" Mokuba shouted, losing his temper suddenly. "Can't you at least pretend to care?!"

Seto stood sharply, but remained turned away from his brother. "Mokuba, I am very happy for you, but I have a job to do. I will not be attending your wedding, and that is final." He forced his voice to remain even. He wouldn't yell at his brother.

"Onegai, Kaiba-sama?" A soft, female voice asked from the doorway to the room. The sound of the door opening had been lost in the arguing. "It'll only be for a few hours. I'm sure you have the vacation time to take."

~Marebi....~ Seto recognized. He couldn't deny that he had time that he could take off for something like this, so stayed silent.

"It would make us both so very happy...." Marebi added softly.

"Fine." Seto caved in.

"Arigatou, Niisama." Mokuba said softly, then he and Marebi left, closing the door behind them softly.

Seto walked over to his bed and sat on the edge of it. His gaze shifted around the room until it settled on a small photograph of him and Mokuba when they were younger. They were hugging each other blissfully, laughing. Something wet trailed down his cheeks. Tears. ~I've just agreed to give him away for the rest of our lives. I've just thrown away my last chance...~ Seto allowed himself to curl up into a ball on his bed and cry himself to sleep.

~*Rest in me and I'll comfort you

I have lived and I died for you

Abide in me and I vow to you

I will never forsake you*~

"Thanks, for doing this." Marebi and Seto sat, side-by-side, in a limo, on their way to the church. "I realize you don't like me...."

"It's not you, Marebi." Seto cut in swiftly.

"Then what is it?" Marebi glanced around to get a good look at Seto's face. What she saw, scared her. His blue eyes were hollow, his skin an almost dead white. His hair drooped about his face, as if it were a dead thing. She found herself taking a second look at all of him, and found conditions to be much the same everywhere. "Wha....." She gaped at him.

Seto gave her an ironic smile. "Don't worry yourself with an old man like me, Marebi."

"You're not old! How can you do this to yourself?! You look..."

Seto cut her off again. "I know very well what I look like. I happen to have two very capable mirrors in my bathroom. I don't need reminding."

"Why? Kaiba-sama, why have you done this to yourself?"

"That's none of your concern." Seto replied briskly.

"Yes, it is! You're my brother-in-law!" She cried. Seto snorted as the woman gasped. "It's the wedding, isn't it?" Marebi whispered, fearfully.

"So, you do have a brain." Seto replied dryly.

"Why? Why don't you want us married?" Marebi begged.

"Ah.... The question we all wonder about...." Seto's ironic smile returned to his gaunt features.

"Onegai....Seto-san...." Marebi whispered.

Seto startled and looked at her darkly. "Don't call me that."

"Then tell me, damnit!" Marebi replied sharply, glaring at him. Seto looked away. The woman softened her voice. "Don't you think I deserve to know? It is about me and the man I love."

"You're not the only one that loves him." Seto replied hollowly.

Marebi shook her head sadly. "Would that qualify as brotherly love, or incestuous love?"

Seto glared at the window in front of him. "Both."

Marebi sighed. "Gomen nasai, Kaiba-sama." Seto looked at her again, startled. "I didn't mean to take him from you."

Seto's mouth opened and closed a few times as he tried to find his voice, or maybe the words to say. "I....No, don't apologize, it's not worth it." He looked down at his hands.

Her hand came into his field of vision. "Friends?"

He glanced up at her and drew her into a brief hug. "Family."

"Arigatou...." She whispered.

Then there was a screech, a horrible sound, and the sound of two large something's hitting one another. Screams and shouts rang through the air, and then....

Silence.

~*They'll never see

I'll never be

I'll struggle on and on to feed this hunger

Burning deep inside of me*~

Seto's eyes fluttered open. ~White.~ He thought. ~Everything's white. Wait, what's that beeping?~ He glanced up at the cause of the steady beep. It was a heart monitor. ~I'm in a hospital?~ He glanced around the sterile room, confused. ~What happened? Did I miss the wedding?~

"You were in a car crash." A chilled voice said from the man on the bed's left. Seto looked over and was shocked to see a broken Mokuba sitting there. "And the wedding can't happen."

"Mokuba?" Seto gaped at his brother.

Mokuba glared at Seto. "Thanks for cursing my wedding, Niisama." He spat out the last word with pure contempt.

"I-I...." Seto's eyes widened as it hit him. "Marebi's dead...."

"Bravo. Well done. Give him a wheelchair." Mokuba said sarcastically.

"Mokuba....." Seto felt his heart break at the look on his brother's face.

"You cursed my wedding, and killed Marebi." Mokuba stood sharply. "I'll never forgive you." He walked over to the door before looking back at his shocked brother. "And, just so you know, you're paralyzed from the waist down. I'm taking over Kaiba Corporation." Then the man left, long black hair flicking out behind him.

Seto broke down into tears. ~I've managed to lose my brother and my sister in the same breath, and I can't even curl up....~ Seto thought bitterly.

~*They'll never see

I'll never be

I'll struggle on and on to feed this hunger

Burning deep inside of me*~

The whole group was a wave of black, except for the silver of Seto's wheelchair, and the pale skin of the people. They stood through the rain, as the coffin was lowered into the muddy hole. Then they turned to leave.

The two brothers watched each other over the hole. "Why did you come?" Mokuba asked in the same chilled voice he'd been using with Seto since the accident.

"She's my sister, Mokuba, whether you got married or not." Seto replied, worn-out. "And I didn't curse your marriage, or, at least, if I did, I revoked my curse before that accident."

"When?" Mokuba glared at the older man.

"Marebi and I were talking in the car. We came to a mutual understanding, and forgave one another."

"That doesn't help now!" Mokuba shouted. His voice was muffled by the downpour, or it would have rang throughout the empty courtyard.

"I'd noticed." Seto frowned, then argued with his wheelchair. It got moving and he started back towards the car. "And I suppose you still hate me, blame me for everything." He called over his shoulder. "Well, have fun with Kaiba Corporation, it's all yours." And he kept going, not looking back.

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A/N: Well, it was still angsty, I guess. I was worried, for a little bit, there. Koi is trying to cure me of my angst, and it seems to be working. *makes a face* Joy. Happy stories. *pouts*

Anyway, I knew WHAT I wanted to write with this, just, not HOW I wanted to write it. So, it took me forever to figure it out. I realize that the song doesn't quite fit the fic, and I apologize. I couldn't quite FIND the right song, no matter where I looked. And, trust me, I looked! I beat myself up looking! It was pitiful. And, well, this was the result.

Well, keep an eye out for the ending of this series, Bring Me To Life. Hopefully, that song will fit better, but, well, you'll see. And, that lemon is looking more and more probable as we speak.... ^_~"

Uhm, the words "watashi no himitsu no ai" basically mean "my secret love", or "my love that is secret" is the literal translation. And, as always, thanks to koi for the help with that Japanese, and that WONDERFUL mental image! *winks*

Ja!

KK =^.^=/Noa Girl