Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Heart Behind Blue Eyes ❯ A Cry For Help part II ( Chapter 4 )

~The Heart Behind Blue Eyes~

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Okay, this is my first fic that I've had the guts to post on ff.net, so please don't flame it! Constructive criticism is welcome, and hyper reviewers are enjoyed (I can be one myself!). I'm making this a Yami/Seto fic, because I love this pairing (there are so many clues to it on the show, I swear!) and if you have a problem with yaoi, then sucks for you. But seriously, with this show, it is almost impossible for there to be het pairings because of the lack of female characters. I've only seen the English dub up to Yugi's duel against Joey (pathetic, I know), so I hope some of my ideas aren't incredibly off or outdated, I need to find a decent site so I can find spoilers! Suggestions would be great! ^_~

I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! The characters in this story, or anything else that has been patented! If I did then I would be insanely rich, I definitely wouldn't need to be writing fanfictions, and the show would be a little different, heh heh heh. So anyway, DON'T sue me because all you will get will be six fifty in loose change, my school supplies, and an enormous lawyer bill. Oh yeah, and I don't own tic tacs either!

"Blah blah blah." indicates speech

'Blah blah blah.' indicates thoughts

...Blah blah blah... indicates flashbacks, or memories

*~*~*~*~* indicates the start and end of a dream

/Blah blah blah./ indicates yami and hikari talk to each other

<Blah blah blah.> indicates that the frivolous author is inserting some deeply insightful comment.

<Ok, I know this is a short chapter, but it's just the second part of the fourth chapter really. It was kind of hard to get out, and really not as well written as I would have liked, but hey otherwise I wouldn't have put this out at all. Hopefully people like it, I know some have been waiting for it.>

Chapter 5: Cry For Help Part II

Yami returned his thoughts to the Seto in the present, noticing that the brunette seemed now more perplexed than anything.

"Kaiba?" Yami tentatively reached out a hand to touch the other boy's troubled face. A little surprised at his own daring, Yami watched the CEO's face register shock, then quickly snapped back to his usual cold emotionless mask. Recognizing the boy that he knew as Kaiba, not the mysteriously appealing stranger, Yami removed his hand and arranged his face into his own concealing facade.

There was another awkward silence, Seto's mind reeling behind his cold blue eyes, trying to figure out how he had managed to show his own rival the side of him he reserved only for Mokuba and solitude. Yami, relaxed now that the attractive stranger Kaiba was gone, finally broke the quiet with a sigh.

"Well, are you going to answer my question?"

Kaiba snapped out of his reverie and glared at the Egyptian boy. Yami rolled his eyes in frustration, saying finally, "Well then, I'm going to the cafeteria to get something to drink." He stood up and crossed his arms, looking down (for once!) on the blue eyed boy. "Is there something I could get for you?"

Seto's mind was still racing and he shot Yami a searing look. The former Pharaoh nodded curtly then turned to go. Relieved to be able to escape the awkward situation, if only for fifteen minutes or so, Yami strode toward the door, pausing to look back over his shoulder at Kaiba.

"Coffee, not the black water they serve up here." Kaiba wavered after his sudden speech, he hadn't really meant to say anything to the other boy. Yami's shape swam in his vision as he felt his headache returning full force. Hesitantly, he added, with a gleam of the stranger Yami had glimpsed before, "...if you wouldn't mind..."

Yami barely nodded to the other boy, then spun and fairly fled from the room.

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When Yami finally turned his footsteps back towards Kaiba's room, admittedly after much more time had passed than it should have taken him to get a drink, the coffee cup in his hand had cooled to no more than a gentle warmth. Yami felt more than a little uncomfortable visiting his rival in the hospital like this; all around him he saw patients being visited by loved ones and family, but he was distinctly neither. Mokuba had come to visit Seto as often as his schedule could afford, but besides him, Yami was the only other to come. With a sigh, the past Pharaoh continued towards the dreaded confrontation.

As Yami came up to the room, a nurse was leaving, a look of slight regret upon her features. She paused when she spotted him, and seemed to consider for a moment before grabbing his arm and pulling him forward.

"Great, I gave him his medicine just a few minutes ago and he'll be feeling a little strange right now. I should be staying with him, but they need me in ER, so just stay with him until he falls asleep, and don't upset him. Thanks, bye!" All of this came out in one breath, double time, and Yami barely had time to nod before she was running past him down the hallway.

Yami shook his head as his mind registered what the nurse had said. Wondering why he had just agreed to stay with the very boy he had sought to escape only minutes before, Yami steeled himself to at least fulfill his promise; he liked to think that he was a man of his word.

Hesitantly Yami opened the door to Kaiba's room and stuck his head in. Kaiba, unaware of Yami's presence, had his head turned towards the window again, his neck exposed and vulnerable. Taking a deep breath, the reluctant Pharaoh stepped fully into the room. He didn't know what was really wrong with him, but something about this different Kaiba made him feel out of control.

The blue eyed boy didn't appear to have noticed Yami's entrance, his eyes seemed slightly glazed as he regarded the sunlight. Unwillingly, Yami felt his eyes tracing the fine lines of the other boy's neck and the pearly skin that was exposed in that particular position. He shook his head roughly and walked to the side of the bed and sat down.

"K-Kaiba?"

It took a couple moments, but the other boy let out a gentle sigh and slowly turned his head towards his companion. His wide blue eyes closed as he moved, and Yami couldn't help observing the way the sunlight caught ever lash, and brought out a luminescence to the skin that he had not previously noticed.

"Ummm...?" Kaiba slurred, turning his head towards Yami and blinking his eyes twice like a baby deer.

Taken aback, Yami stuttered then tried again. "Um, uh, Kaiba are you-I mean, here's your coffee." The Egyptian boy thrust the cup out before him like a warding charm. The other boy slowly transferred his gaze to the cup, and wrinkled his nose in confusion. Quickly Yami set the cup down beside the bed and retreated a couple steps away from the bed to where he was more comfortable.

"Where you going?" The blue eyed boy looked intently at Yami, his face full of innocence. With a gulp Yami shook his head.

"I'm just-" he cast around and his eyes landed on a chair, "getting a chair!" He pulled the hospital folding chair over and sat himself down in it quickly, inwardly rebuking himself. He was acting like a complete idiot, he wanted more than anything to just leave or to- ...that was just it, he wasn't sure what his other feeling was. Filled to brimming with confusion and awkwardness, Yami glared at the floor, letting his emotions wheel in spirals around his mind.

"You're the only one to visit me. You know that?"

Yami looked up quickly, though the same strain of innocence was laced through Seto's voice, it now sounded more conscious and less drugged. He stammered back awkwardly, "Uh, what about Mokuba?"

"Yes Mokuba..." Seto trailed off and cast his gaze sadly at the far wall before continuing. "Mokuba is inestimable, I don't think I deserve him at all really."

"That's not true Seto," Yami said gently, "Mokuba loves you as much as you...uh, love him."

"No no no," Seto said in a faint voice, "Mokuba loves everybody and I'm just his creepy older brother."

Yami sat in silence at that comment. Sure, Seto acted the way he did, but he never realized there might be some remorse behind that cold countenance. He decided not to press the matter, having a conversation with the infamous Seto Kaiba was something that was already unimaginable.

"No one could like me besides Mokuba," Seto was continuing, as if he didn't notice Yami's silence, "I'm not likeable, it's not possible to like me..."

Stunned at these further confessions, Yami remained silent, simply staring at the now unfamiliar Seto Kaiba laying before him.

"It's lonely being Seto Kaiba."

This comment caused Yami a jolt. Something in that one statement was so piteous and so different than the image he had fixed in his head as Seto Kaiba. He knew there were other emotions inside the other boy's brain from earlier conversation, but now he was finding that Seto Kaiba had a heart...albeit discovered under the influence of hospital drugs, but Yami wasn't thinking about the details at the moment. He scooted his chair up next to the hospital bed.

"What? Aren't you going to go away?" Seto sulked accusingly, looking up at Yami through his lashes.

"No, I'm here for another half an hour."

"Hn."

"Do you want me to go?" Oddly enough, that was something that Yami didn't feel like doing at the moment. He waited almost nervously to see what the blue eyed boy would say. There was a long pause, where only the slightly slurred sound of Seto's breathing broke the silence, before he let out a small noise and almost unperceptively shook his head. Yami felt himself smile slightly, and he leaned forward so he could look at Seto better.

"I think you just hate me too." Seto glared up at Yami in a childish way. "Don't you." It wasn't even a question.

Yami felt a strange emotion stumble and run a lap through his system. "Of course I don't hate you," Yami stammered, still momentarily disoriented by the strange feeling, "It's just-"

Somehow, in the fraction of a second Yami was seeking to formulate the next word he ended up about an inch away from Seto's face. He could feel the other boys warm breath caressing his face, and his eyelids felt heavy, and slowly closed.

"Y-Yami?" Seto asked in a small voice.

The Egyptian boy made a small murmuring sound in the back of his throat, and suddenly found himself lip to lip with his rival. He was about to jump back, but in the split second of shock he was overcome with an incredible feeling of rightness; a spark that he just couldn't bare to put out. He leaned in deeper, and moved his lips gently against the other boy's, coaxing a reaction.

Seto, though drugged and not 'all there', knew that something strange had just happened so lay there in shock. He couldn't quite figure out what to do and was about to say something when Yami's hands came up to either side of his face, caressing them. Even in a drugged state, or perhaps especially, this was hard to resist, and Seto found his eyes closing and himself slowly submitting to the kiss. Yami rumbled in satisfaction, and gently traced the other's mouth with his tongue, politely asking for entrance. Still sluggish, Seto's lips relaxed, and Yami managed to coax them apart. The brunette tasted so sweet, and with a strong dash of spice, Yami couldn't help himself as he pushed himself up to sit on the hospital bed.

His senses hazy, Seto was starting to respond more deeply to the kiss, and his own tongue flicked out hesitantly to meet Yami's, the two performing an intricate dance as they sparred together. Finally, they broke apart, hovering millimeters away from each other as they took in hasty breaths.

"Y-Yami? Wha-" Seto started to stammer.

Suddenly Yami jumped upright, the actions for the past few minutes finally registering in his head. what was he DOING? He looked down and saw Seto's confused face, and he quickly looked away. What the hell had happened? What would he tell people? What was he supposed to say? Submitting to flight instinct alone, Yami turned and sprinted out of the hospital and all the way home. Once in his room with the door locked, he sat on his bed with his head in his hands. What had happened back there?

<Now don't get angry with me. There's a plot to this story after all. I honestly am working on writing, but I'm so busy and midterms are quite literally next week. AAAGGGHHH!>

Replies:

Silver Mist 4-I don't think it's as good as the others, but here's the next chapter. Thanks for reviewing!

Meloncrisp-Yeah, you thought the last chapter was late, huh? I feel bad, very bad, I am ashamed. I tried to put a mention of Mokuba in, we'll see more of him when Seto goes home, and at this point the writing on Seto's arm is kind of confidential. They don't want to upset Seto so he doesn't even realize it yet.

AngelicSlayer-Hmm, three reviews, was your computer acting up? Thanks for thinking the story is good, I love Seto, he's definitely my favorite character.

shadowheart378-ACK! I'm sorry, here's the next chapter!

Seto-Kaiba's-fan-I'm glad it's interesting!

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