What Can Never be Forgotten or Forgiven
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
14
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7,767
Reviews:
44
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Second Sin
Title: What Can Never be Forgotten or Forgiven 2/?
Author: Kleptomaniac Can Opener
Pairing: To be determined
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own anything Yugi-Oh. It's almost as depressing as this fic.
Summary: Kaiba Seto has a good reason for hating Jounouchi Katsuya. But it's not until recent that Katsuya learns the past has a vicious bite when teaching you a lesson. "Sometimes, doing nothing at all is also a sin."
***Second Sin***
Kaiba Seto doesn’t often serve detention. Few teachers have the guts to even think of assigning him detention once he’s given them his business glare. But every so often, there will be someone who doesn’t care about his status and treats him like a normal teenager who just broke the rules. Those few earn a smidgen of respect, also his annoyance, but respect nonetheless.
“But I don’t wanna sit next to him!” Kaiba resists the urge to roll his eyes at the whining blond he’s sharing detention with. “He’s the reason I’m in here in the first place!”
“Jounouchi-kun, you WILL sit,” snaps their teacher Echizen-san. “Or must you have detention tomorrow as well?” The woman’s eyes are hard and serious. Jounouchi finally takes his seat, grumbling to himself.
Echizen smoothes her hair, a few black strands having escaped the confines of the bun on the back of her head. “I think we all need to have a little talk. Jounouchi-kun, pay attention.” The blond stops mid-stretch and faces towards her. “I understand that sometimes people have bad chemistry, it happens. But both of you are almost full-grown adults. You need to learn how to handle people you don’t like better. This is a working environment after all. Yes, Kaiba-san, I know this school probably doesn’t meet your ‘working environment’ criteria, but it still is one. I’m assigning both of you a project. It will be half of your grade, understood? So you WILL do it.” Jounouchi attempts to butter her up with puppy eyes, but fails with flying colors. “You will spend the month together. See each other after school, spend the night on weekends. On the first I want nothing less than a twenty page essay about the other person.”
“No way!” protests Jounouchi. “That’s asking way too much! Do you know how boring this guy is? All he does is work!”
“And how do you know all he does is work? Are you with him twenty-four/seven?”
“Well, no, but...”
“No buts. Kaiba-san, do you have anything to add?” Kaiba holds back a sigh and shakes his head to answer his teacher, then turns cold blue eyes to Jounouchi.
“Bring your things by when you’re ready. Mokuba will show you a room and give you the house rules.”
Kaiba stands from the desk he had situated himself at. “May we go now?” Echizen-san smiles and nods.
“As long as we understand each other, go ahead. Remember, play nice.” Kaiba grabs his bag and leaves, Jounouchi not far behind him.
“Kaiba! Dammit, moneybags, wait up!” Kaiba stops, making the unsuspecting Jounouchi run into his back with an ‘oof!’ Kaiba doesn’t even budge. “Ow! You asshole! You did that on purpose!”
“You’re the idiot following too close. What is it?”
“Your place is kinda far from mine.”
“And I care why?” Jounouchi scowls.
“So give me a ride, fuckhead!” Kaiba smirks and starts walking again.
“I would think you’re used to running around like a hooligan. Find your own way there.”
“You’re a bastard, Kaiba!” the blond shouts at his back, disgusted with how callused the other teen is. He’s too far away to notice just how tight Seto’s grasp on his briefcase is or how his body is wound so tight that he’s trembling. All it took was one touch to send him into that state.
Like a lion backed into a corner, Seto’s body is ready to kill.
He has half a mind to call his chauffeur to pick him up, but he didn’t trust leaving his car at the school like this. It’s asking for trouble from the delinquents that frequent the area. He takes his time climbing into the driver’s seat, lays his briefcase on the passenger side, then wraps both of his hands around the steering wheel. He’s still shaking even after his walk and his knuckles are white from how hard he’s gripping.
“Calm down. It wasn’t anything. You’re in control. You are in control.” He repeats the words to himself like a religious mantra. He relaxes little by little, enough that he can shift his fingers into less abusive positions.
Seto starts up the engine and drives out of the parking lot. Mokuba will be interested to know that That Person will be over. He muses that Mokuba is too innocent and naïve. Someone like That Person shouldn’t be liked by anyone.
Sooner or later That person is going to betray those around him. He can see the heartless laughter in golden-brown eyes already.
Only a fool trusts the Devil.
Author: Kleptomaniac Can Opener
Pairing: To be determined
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own anything Yugi-Oh. It's almost as depressing as this fic.
Summary: Kaiba Seto has a good reason for hating Jounouchi Katsuya. But it's not until recent that Katsuya learns the past has a vicious bite when teaching you a lesson. "Sometimes, doing nothing at all is also a sin."
***Second Sin***
Kaiba Seto doesn’t often serve detention. Few teachers have the guts to even think of assigning him detention once he’s given them his business glare. But every so often, there will be someone who doesn’t care about his status and treats him like a normal teenager who just broke the rules. Those few earn a smidgen of respect, also his annoyance, but respect nonetheless.
“But I don’t wanna sit next to him!” Kaiba resists the urge to roll his eyes at the whining blond he’s sharing detention with. “He’s the reason I’m in here in the first place!”
“Jounouchi-kun, you WILL sit,” snaps their teacher Echizen-san. “Or must you have detention tomorrow as well?” The woman’s eyes are hard and serious. Jounouchi finally takes his seat, grumbling to himself.
Echizen smoothes her hair, a few black strands having escaped the confines of the bun on the back of her head. “I think we all need to have a little talk. Jounouchi-kun, pay attention.” The blond stops mid-stretch and faces towards her. “I understand that sometimes people have bad chemistry, it happens. But both of you are almost full-grown adults. You need to learn how to handle people you don’t like better. This is a working environment after all. Yes, Kaiba-san, I know this school probably doesn’t meet your ‘working environment’ criteria, but it still is one. I’m assigning both of you a project. It will be half of your grade, understood? So you WILL do it.” Jounouchi attempts to butter her up with puppy eyes, but fails with flying colors. “You will spend the month together. See each other after school, spend the night on weekends. On the first I want nothing less than a twenty page essay about the other person.”
“No way!” protests Jounouchi. “That’s asking way too much! Do you know how boring this guy is? All he does is work!”
“And how do you know all he does is work? Are you with him twenty-four/seven?”
“Well, no, but...”
“No buts. Kaiba-san, do you have anything to add?” Kaiba holds back a sigh and shakes his head to answer his teacher, then turns cold blue eyes to Jounouchi.
“Bring your things by when you’re ready. Mokuba will show you a room and give you the house rules.”
Kaiba stands from the desk he had situated himself at. “May we go now?” Echizen-san smiles and nods.
“As long as we understand each other, go ahead. Remember, play nice.” Kaiba grabs his bag and leaves, Jounouchi not far behind him.
“Kaiba! Dammit, moneybags, wait up!” Kaiba stops, making the unsuspecting Jounouchi run into his back with an ‘oof!’ Kaiba doesn’t even budge. “Ow! You asshole! You did that on purpose!”
“You’re the idiot following too close. What is it?”
“Your place is kinda far from mine.”
“And I care why?” Jounouchi scowls.
“So give me a ride, fuckhead!” Kaiba smirks and starts walking again.
“I would think you’re used to running around like a hooligan. Find your own way there.”
“You’re a bastard, Kaiba!” the blond shouts at his back, disgusted with how callused the other teen is. He’s too far away to notice just how tight Seto’s grasp on his briefcase is or how his body is wound so tight that he’s trembling. All it took was one touch to send him into that state.
Like a lion backed into a corner, Seto’s body is ready to kill.
He has half a mind to call his chauffeur to pick him up, but he didn’t trust leaving his car at the school like this. It’s asking for trouble from the delinquents that frequent the area. He takes his time climbing into the driver’s seat, lays his briefcase on the passenger side, then wraps both of his hands around the steering wheel. He’s still shaking even after his walk and his knuckles are white from how hard he’s gripping.
“Calm down. It wasn’t anything. You’re in control. You are in control.” He repeats the words to himself like a religious mantra. He relaxes little by little, enough that he can shift his fingers into less abusive positions.
Seto starts up the engine and drives out of the parking lot. Mokuba will be interested to know that That Person will be over. He muses that Mokuba is too innocent and naïve. Someone like That Person shouldn’t be liked by anyone.
Sooner or later That person is going to betray those around him. He can see the heartless laughter in golden-brown eyes already.
Only a fool trusts the Devil.