Legend of Glory
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
Chapters:
24
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5,879
Reviews:
36
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Currently Reading:
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Seventeen: They Shall Fight
Legend of Glory
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Seventeen: They Shall Fight
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Quickly, Seto returned home. He dressed in all black, pulling over his darkened robe to hide his undergarment. He pushed the sleeves of his robe far down his arms, prepared to seem invisible when he stepped into the darkened outside. It was late evening, giving Seto a perfect opportunity to sneak away from the village in order to warn Katsuya of Gozaburo’s dark intention. Seto finished by placing his favorite feathered necklace around his neck. The dark blue and green colors made the outfit complete.
Hearing a silent cough, Seto turned to the small bundle lying asleep on his bed. Little Mokuba had been worrying over Seto since Seto’s unwelcome illness, and he has never left his older brother’s side. This made Seto comfortable. Mokuba’s concern made Seto pleased, yet seeing Mokuba suffer through sadness had Seto feeling even more queasy than when the illness first befell onto him.
As flowingly as a shadow, Seto moved over to his brother’s side. His arm reached forward, pushing back soft black hairs as a smile spread over Seto’s lips. He placed a small kiss to Mokuba’s forehead. The boy shivered below him, resting with a smile. With a final grin, Seto turned and disappeared out of the house.
--
Blue Eyes had been startled to see her master come for her at such a late hour. But she obeyed his command as she flew him in the direction of Katsuya’s village. It took some hours to cross the forests all the way, but the time seemed to fly while riding on Blue Eyes’s back.
Seto saw the small village overhead, and demanded Blue Eyes to land softly into the forest. She eased her way down, lowering her wings to a short flap as she landed perfectly serene. She stilled as Seto jumped off her. He gave her a quick scratch, awarding her a job well done.
As his Blue Eyes rested, Seto walked for the village. He brushed past prickly bushes and annoying branches, but it was well worth getting out into the clearing. He hid behind some brush as he eyed the village. He tried recalling which building belonged to Katsuya’s Chief. He saw it. The one in the middle. There were lights emitting from inside, and he saw smoke arising out of the top. Seto could not recall, however, which hut belonged to Katsuya’s family, so he decided that beginning with the hut of the chief was first best pick.
He stayed in hiding, as he made his way for the hut. He was sure Gozaburo had frightened these innocent people, and he did not wish to cause them more panic. If he must, he’d greet Katsuya’s family, and he’d pray they’d understand he was not one wanting to harm them. He moved swift and silent, passing wolves. As some were sleeping, many were awake and sniffing the ground. He was sure they’d smell him, so he kept well hidden from their prying eyes. Eventually, Seto made it next to the hut, and he peered through an open window.
There, Seto saw Katsuya. The blonde was sitting cross-legged before a crackling fire. His back was to Seto. Seto did not take notice of the staff resting in Katsuya’s lap. He was only thankful to have found Katsuya so easily, and without causing the village trouble. Looking around, Seto cleared his throat before whispering, “Katsuya,” uncaring if he was ruining Katsuya’s concentration.
--
Katsuya was still sad. This made him tired. He did not want to continue with his practices. He did not want to take over as Chief. However, he made a promise to Chief Mandook. He knew this was what he must do.
As he sat, letting his mind wonder, Katsuya heard a faint whisper. It sounded quite familiar, and when he came to focus on the feel of the sound’s vibe, he knew whom it belonged to. “Seto?” He stood, and turned to find the Doragon eyeing him through the window. He smiled. “Seto…”
It was then that Katsuya remembered. He had made a promise to Chief Mandook. He promised to never make a presence with Seto. Never. It was heartbreaking -- but how could he not? Gozaburo had trespassed onto his tribe’s territory, and that leader of the Doragon dared to try hassling Katsuya into an agreement. But Katsuya knew, from Seto’s stories. That man was not to be trusted.
Then, how could he trust Seto? Seto was Gozaburo’s student. Gozaburo’s attendant. Seto was learning the ways of becoming a great leader to his own people -- by Gozaburo’s own two hands.
“Katsuya,” Seto sighed, leaning his upper half into the hut. “Listen, we need to talk.”
Talk?
Talk of what? Of Seto’s plan to destroy Katsuya’s people?
No… Katsuya. He couldn’t bare to think of that. He could trust Seto.
Couldn’t he?
“W -- what about?” Katsuya asked.
“It’s very important,” said Seto. “It’s about Gozaburo. Katsuya, I know he’s planning something sinister, but I reassure you, I am not here to start a fight.”
The blonde bit his lower lip. Was Seto capable of doing a kind deed? He’s always pushed on Katsuya before. He’d call Katsuya names, make fun of his dress… Yet, he showed such caring. So calm, he could be. So gentle and quiet. Katsuya assumed he could break the promise for those very reasons.
“Alright,” he said. “There is an abandoned mud fort just northeast of here. I’ll meet you there.”
“Thank you,” Seto said before disappearing into the night.
--
Seto found the small fort. It was an interesting area -- far distanced from the village. Seto assumed Katsuya had built this fort with his friends or family. He stood beside it, waiting. Only minutes after his arrival did he hear the sound of breaking branches and scrunching leaves. He stood, aware due to the warning of it not being Katsuya.
To his liking, it was.
Katsuya stepped over to Seto, calm and, to what Seto saw, different. The blonde had draped over his shoulders a fine leathered cape. In his hand, he held the staff indicating he was now Chief. Seto, to his uncaring, did not notice Katsuya stood before his as Chief.
“I’m glad you came,” Seto whispered, walking over to Katsuya. “Katsuya, listen. Gozaburo is planning war on you and your people.”
“War?” Katsuya gasped. Lowering his head, Katsuya tried desperately to push out this devastating news. “But -- I do not understand. What have we done?”
“I know you and your people,” Seto said, his tone calm. “You are a good people. But I have a feeling that the purpose of this legend is driving our tribes mad. Katsuya, I came here to warn you of this.”
It could not be true. Seto could be mistaken. Katsuya thought of all the possibilities. Why would any want to hurt his people? They were gentle. They were poor. They were small.
No. They were not threat.
This had to have been planned. Katsuya did not want to believe anything. Gozaburo -- was he just that cruel? That sinister? Was Seto involved, or was his leader trying to get him involved? All Katsuya knew was that somehow, someway, Gozaburo found his people, his village. And he knew that the only one he showed the village to…
Seto.
“No,” Katsuya softly trembled, taking a step back from Seto.
The taller man stared, confused by Katsuya’s motion. “Katsuya…?” He reached out, but his hand was smacked away by Katsuya’s strengthening anger.
“No!” Katsuya shouted. He backed away from Seto, his eyes flaring with rage. “Seto, how do I know you are telling truth to me? For all I know, you could’ve went back to your master and told him of where my village stands!”
“What?” Seto shook his head. “Katsuya, I swear I said nothing! I -- do not know how Gozaburo found out, but…”
“But nothing, Seto!” Katsuya snarled. It was then, that Katsuya’s expression changed. From his inner anger came the true sorrow he felt, and the remorse he had for his village. His eyes began watering, but no tears shed. “Seto ---” Katsuya held the staff close to his heart. “Chief Mandook is dead. I am Chief of my people now.”
The news was startling. Seto could only stare, mouth-dropped at the sight of Katsuya’s depressed nature. The blonde was surely dying inside, and attempting to keep Chief Mandook’s memory in his heart. “Katsuya, I am sorry…”
“I am in charge,” Katsuya continued, ignoring Seto’s words. “They all trust me. All of them. They count on me. They believe in me.” Katsuya began shivering. Partially due to his fear, yet also due to his rising, mixed emotions. He obtained his stature, however, by shutting his eyes and taking in a deep breath. Slowly, he turned his back on Seto, but only briefly. This allowed his thoughts to resettle.
Seto stood, never once removing his gaze off of Katsuya. The boy was not ready to be Chief, Seto saw. He seemed worthless, powerless. Nothing more but a pathetic, miserable puppy. “Katsuya…”
“Seto…” Katsuya interrupted, his voice suddenly changed. It no longer shaky, Katsuya’s voice held a firm tone. “I promise you this…” Katsuya slowly turned back to face Seto. “If Gozaburo declares war on my people, then we shall fight. We shall fight, and we will not now, nor ever hold back! This part of the land belongs to us! We will not allow any who pose a threat to take it!”
Katsuya frowned at Seto. At the man he met so far back, and never once focused on as an enemy. “If I must, I will destroy those from your village that attack. I will fight Gozaburo.“ Katsuya paused. He took a deep breath, shivering. Seto could not tell if the shiver was from the cool night air, or from nervousness.
“If I have to…” Katsuya sighed, lifting his gaze to meet Seto’s own. “If I have to, I will fight you too.” And with those final words leaving his mouth, Katsuya began to walk away from Seto. He began to vanish through the trees back towards his village, leaving Seto alone.
Coming around, Seto rushed forward, chasing Katsuya only a few steps forward. “Katsuya!” “Katsuya! You idiot! You damn idiot! Stupid!” His shout echoed off the trees, echoed through the air. But Katsuya was not there to hear.
“Stupid mutt…” Seth groaned. His world began to spin, and he found himself leaning over, vomiting massively onto the grass below. Dizziness returned to him, but he managed to stay standing as he made his way into the forest, walking as if he were crippled.
He had to get home.
He needed to unwind. To think.
He needed to figure a way for Katsuya to trust him -- to care about him.
-End Chapter Seventeen-
I’ve made an estimation, and this story will be about twenty-four chapters long.
Katsuya: Nice…
Very nice! I am so happy! I’ve finally sent out all those reviews for peeps whom have reviewed, and I made it over 100 reviews. This including from both fan fiction and adultfanfiction! YAY!
Seto: How the fuck?
Watch your language! *smiles* And because so many people love you and Katsuya as a pairing.
Seto: *glares at audience* You all have sick minds!
Katsuya: It’s like we’re popular characters from off of a television show! Cool!
Umm…. Katsuya?
Katsuya: Yeah?
*shakes head* Nevermind.
Again, I know this chapter is short. It is short purposely. I have the rest of the story in my head! It is almost complete! And I hope you’ll all continue to read and review!
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Seventeen: They Shall Fight
--
Quickly, Seto returned home. He dressed in all black, pulling over his darkened robe to hide his undergarment. He pushed the sleeves of his robe far down his arms, prepared to seem invisible when he stepped into the darkened outside. It was late evening, giving Seto a perfect opportunity to sneak away from the village in order to warn Katsuya of Gozaburo’s dark intention. Seto finished by placing his favorite feathered necklace around his neck. The dark blue and green colors made the outfit complete.
Hearing a silent cough, Seto turned to the small bundle lying asleep on his bed. Little Mokuba had been worrying over Seto since Seto’s unwelcome illness, and he has never left his older brother’s side. This made Seto comfortable. Mokuba’s concern made Seto pleased, yet seeing Mokuba suffer through sadness had Seto feeling even more queasy than when the illness first befell onto him.
As flowingly as a shadow, Seto moved over to his brother’s side. His arm reached forward, pushing back soft black hairs as a smile spread over Seto’s lips. He placed a small kiss to Mokuba’s forehead. The boy shivered below him, resting with a smile. With a final grin, Seto turned and disappeared out of the house.
--
Blue Eyes had been startled to see her master come for her at such a late hour. But she obeyed his command as she flew him in the direction of Katsuya’s village. It took some hours to cross the forests all the way, but the time seemed to fly while riding on Blue Eyes’s back.
Seto saw the small village overhead, and demanded Blue Eyes to land softly into the forest. She eased her way down, lowering her wings to a short flap as she landed perfectly serene. She stilled as Seto jumped off her. He gave her a quick scratch, awarding her a job well done.
As his Blue Eyes rested, Seto walked for the village. He brushed past prickly bushes and annoying branches, but it was well worth getting out into the clearing. He hid behind some brush as he eyed the village. He tried recalling which building belonged to Katsuya’s Chief. He saw it. The one in the middle. There were lights emitting from inside, and he saw smoke arising out of the top. Seto could not recall, however, which hut belonged to Katsuya’s family, so he decided that beginning with the hut of the chief was first best pick.
He stayed in hiding, as he made his way for the hut. He was sure Gozaburo had frightened these innocent people, and he did not wish to cause them more panic. If he must, he’d greet Katsuya’s family, and he’d pray they’d understand he was not one wanting to harm them. He moved swift and silent, passing wolves. As some were sleeping, many were awake and sniffing the ground. He was sure they’d smell him, so he kept well hidden from their prying eyes. Eventually, Seto made it next to the hut, and he peered through an open window.
There, Seto saw Katsuya. The blonde was sitting cross-legged before a crackling fire. His back was to Seto. Seto did not take notice of the staff resting in Katsuya’s lap. He was only thankful to have found Katsuya so easily, and without causing the village trouble. Looking around, Seto cleared his throat before whispering, “Katsuya,” uncaring if he was ruining Katsuya’s concentration.
--
Katsuya was still sad. This made him tired. He did not want to continue with his practices. He did not want to take over as Chief. However, he made a promise to Chief Mandook. He knew this was what he must do.
As he sat, letting his mind wonder, Katsuya heard a faint whisper. It sounded quite familiar, and when he came to focus on the feel of the sound’s vibe, he knew whom it belonged to. “Seto?” He stood, and turned to find the Doragon eyeing him through the window. He smiled. “Seto…”
It was then that Katsuya remembered. He had made a promise to Chief Mandook. He promised to never make a presence with Seto. Never. It was heartbreaking -- but how could he not? Gozaburo had trespassed onto his tribe’s territory, and that leader of the Doragon dared to try hassling Katsuya into an agreement. But Katsuya knew, from Seto’s stories. That man was not to be trusted.
Then, how could he trust Seto? Seto was Gozaburo’s student. Gozaburo’s attendant. Seto was learning the ways of becoming a great leader to his own people -- by Gozaburo’s own two hands.
“Katsuya,” Seto sighed, leaning his upper half into the hut. “Listen, we need to talk.”
Talk?
Talk of what? Of Seto’s plan to destroy Katsuya’s people?
No… Katsuya. He couldn’t bare to think of that. He could trust Seto.
Couldn’t he?
“W -- what about?” Katsuya asked.
“It’s very important,” said Seto. “It’s about Gozaburo. Katsuya, I know he’s planning something sinister, but I reassure you, I am not here to start a fight.”
The blonde bit his lower lip. Was Seto capable of doing a kind deed? He’s always pushed on Katsuya before. He’d call Katsuya names, make fun of his dress… Yet, he showed such caring. So calm, he could be. So gentle and quiet. Katsuya assumed he could break the promise for those very reasons.
“Alright,” he said. “There is an abandoned mud fort just northeast of here. I’ll meet you there.”
“Thank you,” Seto said before disappearing into the night.
--
Seto found the small fort. It was an interesting area -- far distanced from the village. Seto assumed Katsuya had built this fort with his friends or family. He stood beside it, waiting. Only minutes after his arrival did he hear the sound of breaking branches and scrunching leaves. He stood, aware due to the warning of it not being Katsuya.
To his liking, it was.
Katsuya stepped over to Seto, calm and, to what Seto saw, different. The blonde had draped over his shoulders a fine leathered cape. In his hand, he held the staff indicating he was now Chief. Seto, to his uncaring, did not notice Katsuya stood before his as Chief.
“I’m glad you came,” Seto whispered, walking over to Katsuya. “Katsuya, listen. Gozaburo is planning war on you and your people.”
“War?” Katsuya gasped. Lowering his head, Katsuya tried desperately to push out this devastating news. “But -- I do not understand. What have we done?”
“I know you and your people,” Seto said, his tone calm. “You are a good people. But I have a feeling that the purpose of this legend is driving our tribes mad. Katsuya, I came here to warn you of this.”
It could not be true. Seto could be mistaken. Katsuya thought of all the possibilities. Why would any want to hurt his people? They were gentle. They were poor. They were small.
No. They were not threat.
This had to have been planned. Katsuya did not want to believe anything. Gozaburo -- was he just that cruel? That sinister? Was Seto involved, or was his leader trying to get him involved? All Katsuya knew was that somehow, someway, Gozaburo found his people, his village. And he knew that the only one he showed the village to…
Seto.
“No,” Katsuya softly trembled, taking a step back from Seto.
The taller man stared, confused by Katsuya’s motion. “Katsuya…?” He reached out, but his hand was smacked away by Katsuya’s strengthening anger.
“No!” Katsuya shouted. He backed away from Seto, his eyes flaring with rage. “Seto, how do I know you are telling truth to me? For all I know, you could’ve went back to your master and told him of where my village stands!”
“What?” Seto shook his head. “Katsuya, I swear I said nothing! I -- do not know how Gozaburo found out, but…”
“But nothing, Seto!” Katsuya snarled. It was then, that Katsuya’s expression changed. From his inner anger came the true sorrow he felt, and the remorse he had for his village. His eyes began watering, but no tears shed. “Seto ---” Katsuya held the staff close to his heart. “Chief Mandook is dead. I am Chief of my people now.”
The news was startling. Seto could only stare, mouth-dropped at the sight of Katsuya’s depressed nature. The blonde was surely dying inside, and attempting to keep Chief Mandook’s memory in his heart. “Katsuya, I am sorry…”
“I am in charge,” Katsuya continued, ignoring Seto’s words. “They all trust me. All of them. They count on me. They believe in me.” Katsuya began shivering. Partially due to his fear, yet also due to his rising, mixed emotions. He obtained his stature, however, by shutting his eyes and taking in a deep breath. Slowly, he turned his back on Seto, but only briefly. This allowed his thoughts to resettle.
Seto stood, never once removing his gaze off of Katsuya. The boy was not ready to be Chief, Seto saw. He seemed worthless, powerless. Nothing more but a pathetic, miserable puppy. “Katsuya…”
“Seto…” Katsuya interrupted, his voice suddenly changed. It no longer shaky, Katsuya’s voice held a firm tone. “I promise you this…” Katsuya slowly turned back to face Seto. “If Gozaburo declares war on my people, then we shall fight. We shall fight, and we will not now, nor ever hold back! This part of the land belongs to us! We will not allow any who pose a threat to take it!”
Katsuya frowned at Seto. At the man he met so far back, and never once focused on as an enemy. “If I must, I will destroy those from your village that attack. I will fight Gozaburo.“ Katsuya paused. He took a deep breath, shivering. Seto could not tell if the shiver was from the cool night air, or from nervousness.
“If I have to…” Katsuya sighed, lifting his gaze to meet Seto’s own. “If I have to, I will fight you too.” And with those final words leaving his mouth, Katsuya began to walk away from Seto. He began to vanish through the trees back towards his village, leaving Seto alone.
Coming around, Seto rushed forward, chasing Katsuya only a few steps forward. “Katsuya!” “Katsuya! You idiot! You damn idiot! Stupid!” His shout echoed off the trees, echoed through the air. But Katsuya was not there to hear.
“Stupid mutt…” Seth groaned. His world began to spin, and he found himself leaning over, vomiting massively onto the grass below. Dizziness returned to him, but he managed to stay standing as he made his way into the forest, walking as if he were crippled.
He had to get home.
He needed to unwind. To think.
He needed to figure a way for Katsuya to trust him -- to care about him.
-End Chapter Seventeen-
I’ve made an estimation, and this story will be about twenty-four chapters long.
Katsuya: Nice…
Very nice! I am so happy! I’ve finally sent out all those reviews for peeps whom have reviewed, and I made it over 100 reviews. This including from both fan fiction and adultfanfiction! YAY!
Seto: How the fuck?
Watch your language! *smiles* And because so many people love you and Katsuya as a pairing.
Seto: *glares at audience* You all have sick minds!
Katsuya: It’s like we’re popular characters from off of a television show! Cool!
Umm…. Katsuya?
Katsuya: Yeah?
*shakes head* Nevermind.
Again, I know this chapter is short. It is short purposely. I have the rest of the story in my head! It is almost complete! And I hope you’ll all continue to read and review!