As Long As I Have You
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Adult +
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Chapter 3
Chapter 3/??
Pairings: Seto/Jonouchi (who else? =P)
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Yu-Gi-Oh! related. That belongs to Kazuki Takahashi-sama. But if I did own it, it would be a shonen ai story. =P
Summary: Seto falls into a depression. Jono tries to help him but a Kaiba never need any help.
However, a blizzard causes them to get trapped in the Kaiba Mansion with no way out. Will they see past their rivalry and try to help eachother instead?
A/N: Yo! I had some spare time today so I thought I would update here ^^ It's sad that you haven't reviewed =(
Well, it isn't that good so far but anyway. Please review =3 it means so much to me.
On with the story. This time, we see how Seto's feeling after a week of beeing home. Hope you'll enjoy.
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"Seto?"
Mokuba stood outside of his big brother's bedroom and knocked loudly on the door.
"Oniisan! You haven't left your room for over a week! Are you all right?"
As usual, he didn't get an answer. He kicked on the door and tried to open it again, as if it had opened since he last tried ten seconds ago.
"Fine! But you can't stay in there for ever! I'm going to school!"
Seto heard Mokuba walk off lodly in the stairs and close the front door with a loud bang.
He sighed and turned on his back in the bed. Mokuba just didn't understand. Why would he go out from his room? No one would care if he was in here or up on the north pole.
He turned on his side and faced the large window on the rigth side of the bed. The snow whirled down from
the unusually dark sky. If it kept going like this, you would expect that the whole Domino City were on the north pole.
'*sigh* But why would I care..'
Seto turned back on his back with his hands behind his head and starred up at the ceiling. He really did feal worthless.
'But Mokuba is right. I can't stay in here for ever.'
He began a movement, as if he were about to get up.
'But what's the point? Really?'
He laid down again. It was so much easier to just lay there in bed. Again, he starred up at the ceiling.
The only thing he had thought about the whole week were Jono and their fight. They had often argued. Hell, they had even fought sometimes and Seto had ended up at the school nurse. But nothing had ever hurt him as much as the last words Jono told him a week ago:
"I hate you!"
The words still echoed in Seto's head.
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"Kaiba-sama?"
Seto woke up by the soft knocks on his bedroom door. He burried his head under his pillow and mumbled something about to leave him alone. But the knocks kept going.
"I have your lunch, sir." His chef must have sent up the meal with his maid.
Seto tried to get up, but he threw that try out of the window. It wasn't worth it.
"I'll put the food out here then so you can take it whenever you want." He heard her put a tray down next to the door and then left, probably to clean the last rooms before she got of for the day.
'Wathever.. I don't need any food..' He cut of his thoughts when he heard his stomach rumble. He felt how it nearly hurt with hunger. It was a couple of days since he had last eaten.
With a sigh as big as his bedroom he forced himself to get up. He managed to walk the whole way through the room and up to his door, which he had to use all his willpower to cope with. He unlocked the door and looked out in the corridor outside.It was empty and there was no sound, not even from his employees downstairs. Guess they all went home in lack of work.
He looked down at the floor and spoted the tray with his lunch. It was hamburger and French fries. [YamiCarro: Yeah I know it sounds so stupid but hey, I didn't know what else to give him] He frowned. Why would his chef made such a pathetic excuse for lunch? He refused to eat it. Mostly because he knew it was his puppy's favourite food and he didn't want to think about the blonde right now. The stubborn brunette had to give in for his rumbleing stomach though. It was food after all. Besides, if he had trouble getting to the door from his bed, how on earth would he manage to get down to the kitchen?
'Maybe hamburger isn't that bad...'
He picked up the tray and returned to his room.
Outside, the snow kept falling down.
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Mokuba sighed. It had been a long day in school and the weather sure didn't make it any better. the snow on the ground was almost half a meter deep and it just kept falling more. Good thing he didn't have that far to get home.
Mokuba shook his raven-black hair to get out all the snow in the hallway. Sure is good to be home. If only...
"Seto?!"
He didn't get an answer.
He sighed again. What had he expected?
He began to climb up the stairs to his big brother's room. When he was almost there, he noticed that Seto's door was slightly open. He hurried forward.
"Seto?" He opened the door a little further so he could look inside the large bedroom. It was empty. Before Mokuba could ask himself where Seto had gone he heard a flushing sound from the other side of the corridor, which immediately answered his question where Seto might be.
Mokuba turned in time to meet his brother's tall figure. He gasped.
"Seto! What's happened to you?"
Seto had grown a lot thinner. It was almost as if he hadn't eaten anything the whole week.
Seto sighed and ran his hand through his chestnut hair.
"I'm fine, Mokuba. I just need to be alone for a while..." He moved towards his room but Mokuba put himself in his way.
"No."
Seto starred with surprise at his little brother's stubborn face.
"What?"
"No, Seto! I'm not gonna let you lock yourself up again!"
Seto, patience already beginning to slip, massaged his temples with one of his hands.
"Mokuba, I don't have the energy to argue, so if you could just..."
"No. You're not going in there again. You're my brother. I need..." But Seto had suddenly grabbed him and pushed him out of his way down on the floor. Mokuba starred, frightened, up at his brother.
"O-oniisan..."
Seto ignored him and walked into his room.
"Don't walk away from me like that!" Mokuba rose just in time to see Seto throw himself on the bed again and burried his head under one of his pillows. "Seto! I'm talking to you!"
"Go away, Mokuba..." His voice was tired and irritated.
"You can't just.."
"I SAID GO AWAY!" Seto grabbed the lamp on his nightstand and threw it with all his power at Mokuba. It missed him by inches and crashed at the door instead.
Mokuba just stood there, paralysed with fear.
Seto had breathed kinda heavy during his outburst, but he began to calm down a bit. He saw how his little brother's eyes filled with tears and he was just about to say something when Mokuba turned and ran out of the room.
Seto, irritated over his brother's childish behaviour, walked up to his door and slamed it shut as he locked it again.
Mokuba had run down to the ground floor, tears flooding down his small cheeks.
Oniisan couldn't have just tried to hurt him, he just couldn't..
He didn't stop until he was in the hallway infront of the telephone. Without any other way out he picked up the phone and dialed the first number he could think of.
"Moshi moshi", said a happy voice on the other line.
"J-Jono?"
The voice went silent.
"Mokuba?"
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TBC
A/N: Poor Mokuba =( I didn't want Seto to be so mean to him but I had no choise.. Anyway, this chapter was a little longer than the other two and hopefully the others will be too. Mata ne!
Pairings: Seto/Jonouchi (who else? =P)
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Yu-Gi-Oh! related. That belongs to Kazuki Takahashi-sama. But if I did own it, it would be a shonen ai story. =P
Summary: Seto falls into a depression. Jono tries to help him but a Kaiba never need any help.
However, a blizzard causes them to get trapped in the Kaiba Mansion with no way out. Will they see past their rivalry and try to help eachother instead?
A/N: Yo! I had some spare time today so I thought I would update here ^^ It's sad that you haven't reviewed =(
Well, it isn't that good so far but anyway. Please review =3 it means so much to me.
On with the story. This time, we see how Seto's feeling after a week of beeing home. Hope you'll enjoy.
*********************
"Seto?"
Mokuba stood outside of his big brother's bedroom and knocked loudly on the door.
"Oniisan! You haven't left your room for over a week! Are you all right?"
As usual, he didn't get an answer. He kicked on the door and tried to open it again, as if it had opened since he last tried ten seconds ago.
"Fine! But you can't stay in there for ever! I'm going to school!"
Seto heard Mokuba walk off lodly in the stairs and close the front door with a loud bang.
He sighed and turned on his back in the bed. Mokuba just didn't understand. Why would he go out from his room? No one would care if he was in here or up on the north pole.
He turned on his side and faced the large window on the rigth side of the bed. The snow whirled down from
the unusually dark sky. If it kept going like this, you would expect that the whole Domino City were on the north pole.
'*sigh* But why would I care..'
Seto turned back on his back with his hands behind his head and starred up at the ceiling. He really did feal worthless.
'But Mokuba is right. I can't stay in here for ever.'
He began a movement, as if he were about to get up.
'But what's the point? Really?'
He laid down again. It was so much easier to just lay there in bed. Again, he starred up at the ceiling.
The only thing he had thought about the whole week were Jono and their fight. They had often argued. Hell, they had even fought sometimes and Seto had ended up at the school nurse. But nothing had ever hurt him as much as the last words Jono told him a week ago:
"I hate you!"
The words still echoed in Seto's head.
---------------
"Kaiba-sama?"
Seto woke up by the soft knocks on his bedroom door. He burried his head under his pillow and mumbled something about to leave him alone. But the knocks kept going.
"I have your lunch, sir." His chef must have sent up the meal with his maid.
Seto tried to get up, but he threw that try out of the window. It wasn't worth it.
"I'll put the food out here then so you can take it whenever you want." He heard her put a tray down next to the door and then left, probably to clean the last rooms before she got of for the day.
'Wathever.. I don't need any food..' He cut of his thoughts when he heard his stomach rumble. He felt how it nearly hurt with hunger. It was a couple of days since he had last eaten.
With a sigh as big as his bedroom he forced himself to get up. He managed to walk the whole way through the room and up to his door, which he had to use all his willpower to cope with. He unlocked the door and looked out in the corridor outside.It was empty and there was no sound, not even from his employees downstairs. Guess they all went home in lack of work.
He looked down at the floor and spoted the tray with his lunch. It was hamburger and French fries. [YamiCarro: Yeah I know it sounds so stupid but hey, I didn't know what else to give him] He frowned. Why would his chef made such a pathetic excuse for lunch? He refused to eat it. Mostly because he knew it was his puppy's favourite food and he didn't want to think about the blonde right now. The stubborn brunette had to give in for his rumbleing stomach though. It was food after all. Besides, if he had trouble getting to the door from his bed, how on earth would he manage to get down to the kitchen?
'Maybe hamburger isn't that bad...'
He picked up the tray and returned to his room.
Outside, the snow kept falling down.
---------------
Mokuba sighed. It had been a long day in school and the weather sure didn't make it any better. the snow on the ground was almost half a meter deep and it just kept falling more. Good thing he didn't have that far to get home.
Mokuba shook his raven-black hair to get out all the snow in the hallway. Sure is good to be home. If only...
"Seto?!"
He didn't get an answer.
He sighed again. What had he expected?
He began to climb up the stairs to his big brother's room. When he was almost there, he noticed that Seto's door was slightly open. He hurried forward.
"Seto?" He opened the door a little further so he could look inside the large bedroom. It was empty. Before Mokuba could ask himself where Seto had gone he heard a flushing sound from the other side of the corridor, which immediately answered his question where Seto might be.
Mokuba turned in time to meet his brother's tall figure. He gasped.
"Seto! What's happened to you?"
Seto had grown a lot thinner. It was almost as if he hadn't eaten anything the whole week.
Seto sighed and ran his hand through his chestnut hair.
"I'm fine, Mokuba. I just need to be alone for a while..." He moved towards his room but Mokuba put himself in his way.
"No."
Seto starred with surprise at his little brother's stubborn face.
"What?"
"No, Seto! I'm not gonna let you lock yourself up again!"
Seto, patience already beginning to slip, massaged his temples with one of his hands.
"Mokuba, I don't have the energy to argue, so if you could just..."
"No. You're not going in there again. You're my brother. I need..." But Seto had suddenly grabbed him and pushed him out of his way down on the floor. Mokuba starred, frightened, up at his brother.
"O-oniisan..."
Seto ignored him and walked into his room.
"Don't walk away from me like that!" Mokuba rose just in time to see Seto throw himself on the bed again and burried his head under one of his pillows. "Seto! I'm talking to you!"
"Go away, Mokuba..." His voice was tired and irritated.
"You can't just.."
"I SAID GO AWAY!" Seto grabbed the lamp on his nightstand and threw it with all his power at Mokuba. It missed him by inches and crashed at the door instead.
Mokuba just stood there, paralysed with fear.
Seto had breathed kinda heavy during his outburst, but he began to calm down a bit. He saw how his little brother's eyes filled with tears and he was just about to say something when Mokuba turned and ran out of the room.
Seto, irritated over his brother's childish behaviour, walked up to his door and slamed it shut as he locked it again.
Mokuba had run down to the ground floor, tears flooding down his small cheeks.
Oniisan couldn't have just tried to hurt him, he just couldn't..
He didn't stop until he was in the hallway infront of the telephone. Without any other way out he picked up the phone and dialed the first number he could think of.
"Moshi moshi", said a happy voice on the other line.
"J-Jono?"
The voice went silent.
"Mokuba?"
**********************
TBC
A/N: Poor Mokuba =( I didn't want Seto to be so mean to him but I had no choise.. Anyway, this chapter was a little longer than the other two and hopefully the others will be too. Mata ne!