Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Never Okay ❯ Chapter Four ( Chapter 4 )
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By: Kitsune Ryu-san 
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 04.11.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 705 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 04.11.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 705 | Status: Work In Progress
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I KNOW! I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW! It took me forever to update, and it's a really short chapter. . . But I have an excuse! I was walking home from school and got hit by a car. I broke some bones and was in a coma. But I'm fine now! I've been sleeping alot and trying to catch up on school work. Expect me to update alot in the next couple of weeks, along with a myraid of new stories from multiple fandoms. ^_^
I open the door slowly, the sound of sobbing reaching my ears before I even reach the door. Mokuba is in his friend's arms, crying, arms wrapped around her shoulders. She's stroking his back carefully, like she might break him.
Vanessa looks up slowly, acknowladging the fact that I'm there, and somehow I think she knows that I would kill to be there, holding Mokuba like that. She whispers something in Mokuba's ear and he detatches himself from her carefully, sliding onto the bed. Now I realize that Vanessa is so much taller than my brother, and looks like his opposite. Her skin is healthy and tanned, hair blonde and eyes green. She reminds me of that woman, Mai, only softer and stronger at the same time. She reminds me of the mother I used to dream of when I was little.
"I need to get the tylenol, Kaiba-san, will you stay with Mokuba?"
I nod and set the glass down on the nightstand and look at Mokuba. Tired, drained, beautiful... I gather Mokuba up in my arms, holding him close. He shifts, pressing his face into my chest tiredly.
"I'm sorry Mokuba."
My brother shakes his head, catching my eye and smiling bitterly. "It's not your fault, big brother." He closes his eyes and relaxes. "It's never been your fault."
There is a tap on my shoulder and I look at Vanessa. She motions for me to set Mokuba down, and I do so, proping him up carefully.
"Mokuba, you have to drink this, okay?" The girl pats Mokuba's cheek lightly to keep him awake. "I won't let you go to sleep until you drink this."
Mokuba grummbles and opens his mouth expectantly. Vanessa chuckles and pours half of the cup of juice into my brother's mouth, waits till he swallows, then dumps the rest down his throat.
He glares at her tiredly. "What did you give me?"
"Tylenol. You're temp is pretty high, and we need to keep it down."
He smiles and lets his eyes drift close, whispering a thank you.
Vanessa stokes his cheek until his breathing evens out into shallow gasps. Her gaze is slightly angry, brow furrowed and lips turned down at the corner.
"Kaiba-san..."
I glance up at the girl again. "Yes?"
"Have you ever been in love with someone that you know, deep down, that you can't have?"
I flick my eyes towards my brother before studying my hands. "Yes, that's quite possible."
She smiles and rests her hand on my shoulder. "Just remember. The possibility is always there, and it's not true love if that other person doesn't return the feeling... But what you feel is too strong not to be true, right?"
I sneer at her and she just chuckles. "Take good care of him, Kaiba-san. You can wait all you want, but it will only hurt the both of you."
She slides her hand from my shoulder and pats Mokuba's hand, while I just stare at her, increduluosly. How dare she!
As if the girl had heard my thoughts, she turns to frown at me. "Be angry all you want, it won't change the facts. Ever." She turns on her heel and walks out of the room, walking tall and regal. I clentch my fists and bare my teeth. Damn girl! Damn her to hell! How dare she analyze my feelings towards my brother!
Speaking of... My eyes travel down to stare at his face. Long lashes rest peacfully on his flushed cheeks and there's that intoxicating little smile on his lips. If only I could kiss him, just once, maybe, just maybe, I'd be satisfied.
Those pink lips... I bend down and brush wayward strands away from his milky white face.
'Just once', I promise myself. 'Only one kiss and he'll never fnd out.'
His lips feel like satin, or silk, or that crazy mixture of velvet satin silk they use in those stupid new age kimono. It doesn't matter. My lips are pressed against his and it's nirvana. I want to taste him, so I push his yeilding lips open with my tongue and delve into his mouth. I let out a small sound of appretiation at the warmth and taste of the delicious cavern of his mouth.
There is a knock on the door and I jump back, biting my lip.
"Enter."
As the door opens, I sigh in relief. It's Ziko-san, the maid. She wears her short black hair up in a bow that matches her uniform, and her eyes are bright brown, reflecting her personality.
"Kaiba-san, I'm sorry if I'm interupting you, but... Is everything okay with Mokuba-san? Are YOU okay?"
She twists the rag in her hand nervously.
I nod "Everything is fine. Mokuba is just a little sick. That friend of his thinks it's the flu."
The maid blushes brightly. "Ah, oh, I'll... I'll just... get him something to drink, he'll need to push alot of fluids..." She flees the room and closes the door. I shake my head, muttering.
"She's a weird one."
I stand and toe off my shoes, climbing over Mokuba and settling myself down next to him. As a second thought, I pull him to my chest and close my eyes. "Good night, my Mokuba. I love you."
I KNOW! I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW! It took me forever to update, and it's a really short chapter. . . But I have an excuse! I was walking home from school and got hit by a car. I broke some bones and was in a coma. But I'm fine now! I've been sleeping alot and trying to catch up on school work. Expect me to update alot in the next couple of weeks, along with a myraid of new stories from multiple fandoms. ^_^
I open the door slowly, the sound of sobbing reaching my ears before I even reach the door. Mokuba is in his friend's arms, crying, arms wrapped around her shoulders. She's stroking his back carefully, like she might break him.
Vanessa looks up slowly, acknowladging the fact that I'm there, and somehow I think she knows that I would kill to be there, holding Mokuba like that. She whispers something in Mokuba's ear and he detatches himself from her carefully, sliding onto the bed. Now I realize that Vanessa is so much taller than my brother, and looks like his opposite. Her skin is healthy and tanned, hair blonde and eyes green. She reminds me of that woman, Mai, only softer and stronger at the same time. She reminds me of the mother I used to dream of when I was little.
"I need to get the tylenol, Kaiba-san, will you stay with Mokuba?"
I nod and set the glass down on the nightstand and look at Mokuba. Tired, drained, beautiful... I gather Mokuba up in my arms, holding him close. He shifts, pressing his face into my chest tiredly.
"I'm sorry Mokuba."
My brother shakes his head, catching my eye and smiling bitterly. "It's not your fault, big brother." He closes his eyes and relaxes. "It's never been your fault."
There is a tap on my shoulder and I look at Vanessa. She motions for me to set Mokuba down, and I do so, proping him up carefully.
"Mokuba, you have to drink this, okay?" The girl pats Mokuba's cheek lightly to keep him awake. "I won't let you go to sleep until you drink this."
Mokuba grummbles and opens his mouth expectantly. Vanessa chuckles and pours half of the cup of juice into my brother's mouth, waits till he swallows, then dumps the rest down his throat.
He glares at her tiredly. "What did you give me?"
"Tylenol. You're temp is pretty high, and we need to keep it down."
He smiles and lets his eyes drift close, whispering a thank you.
Vanessa stokes his cheek until his breathing evens out into shallow gasps. Her gaze is slightly angry, brow furrowed and lips turned down at the corner.
"Kaiba-san..."
I glance up at the girl again. "Yes?"
"Have you ever been in love with someone that you know, deep down, that you can't have?"
I flick my eyes towards my brother before studying my hands. "Yes, that's quite possible."
She smiles and rests her hand on my shoulder. "Just remember. The possibility is always there, and it's not true love if that other person doesn't return the feeling... But what you feel is too strong not to be true, right?"
I sneer at her and she just chuckles. "Take good care of him, Kaiba-san. You can wait all you want, but it will only hurt the both of you."
She slides her hand from my shoulder and pats Mokuba's hand, while I just stare at her, increduluosly. How dare she!
As if the girl had heard my thoughts, she turns to frown at me. "Be angry all you want, it won't change the facts. Ever." She turns on her heel and walks out of the room, walking tall and regal. I clentch my fists and bare my teeth. Damn girl! Damn her to hell! How dare she analyze my feelings towards my brother!
Speaking of... My eyes travel down to stare at his face. Long lashes rest peacfully on his flushed cheeks and there's that intoxicating little smile on his lips. If only I could kiss him, just once, maybe, just maybe, I'd be satisfied.
Those pink lips... I bend down and brush wayward strands away from his milky white face.
'Just once', I promise myself. 'Only one kiss and he'll never fnd out.'
His lips feel like satin, or silk, or that crazy mixture of velvet satin silk they use in those stupid new age kimono. It doesn't matter. My lips are pressed against his and it's nirvana. I want to taste him, so I push his yeilding lips open with my tongue and delve into his mouth. I let out a small sound of appretiation at the warmth and taste of the delicious cavern of his mouth.
There is a knock on the door and I jump back, biting my lip.
"Enter."
As the door opens, I sigh in relief. It's Ziko-san, the maid. She wears her short black hair up in a bow that matches her uniform, and her eyes are bright brown, reflecting her personality.
"Kaiba-san, I'm sorry if I'm interupting you, but... Is everything okay with Mokuba-san? Are YOU okay?"
She twists the rag in her hand nervously.
I nod "Everything is fine. Mokuba is just a little sick. That friend of his thinks it's the flu."
The maid blushes brightly. "Ah, oh, I'll... I'll just... get him something to drink, he'll need to push alot of fluids..." She flees the room and closes the door. I shake my head, muttering.
"She's a weird one."
I stand and toe off my shoes, climbing over Mokuba and settling myself down next to him. As a second thought, I pull him to my chest and close my eyes. "Good night, my Mokuba. I love you."