What Can Never be Forgotten or Forgiven
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
14
Views:
7,769
Reviews:
44
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Currently Reading:
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Fourth Sin
Title: What Can Never be Forgotten or Forgiven 4/?
Author: Kleptomaniac Can Opener
Pairing: Jou x Seto
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."
***Fourth Sin***
It’s rare that he sleeps without nightmares. Even when he has worked himself into exhaustion the nightmares still come. Memories, already dark, would be twisted further. Twisted and twisted until he woke up screaming. There’s a reason why he paid to have his room soundproofed.
Sleep is something he has learned to live without. Four hours a day is sufficient, three (and twice the usual amount of caffeine) if necessary. He would have raccoon eyes if not for the high-quality, waterproof cosmetics he keeps in his private bathroom. It’s just as well he had plenty of practice from when Gozaburo would beat him black and blue.
Every morning, after making sure his makeup is perfect, he has a double espresso and a highly nutritious breakfast. In order to keep running he has no choice but to take in two to three times the recommended daily diet to stay healthy.
At some point, Mokuba joins him in breaking the fast then leaves with friends to go to school or elsewhere. Kaiba always departs soon after.
He hates school. It’s boring and gets in the way of his work. But it does keep him occupied, and boredom of that caliber can numb any mind for short periods of time.
If only That Person didn't attend there as well. Maybe then he wouldn't have so many nightmares. He snorts.
He’s kidding himself and knows it.
Thinking of That Person makes his jaw ache from gritting his teeth too hard. After two years of being physically free of his presence That Person popped right back into his life.
Kaiba had recognized him right away. That messy hair, that angular face, those golden-brown eyes... The only change had been in height and a loss of baby fat. Even if That Person HAD changed dramatically, he would never --COULD NEVER-- mistake those eyes.
He had stared right into them. He had felt his heart tremble like a canary caught in the jaws of a tiger. But then... nothing. That bastard obviously hadn't recognized him at all.
His hatred grew.
It grows every time he sees That Person smile or chortling or having fun with his friends. Every time That Person gets self-righteous because someone does 'wrong' makes him laugh bitterly. 'Let ye without sin cast the first stone.' He isn't religious, but it fits That Person's hypocrisy well.
Kaiba thinks his torturing, a mild word considering, of That Person is very reasonable under the circumstances. The sharp, poisonous words are nothing compared to what he had been put through. That Person deserves every barb that leaves his lips, every counter-strike he throws. That Person is lucky that's ALL he does to him.
Oh, it’s time to go. At least with it being the weekend he can go straight to work. Unfortunately, that Idiot is throwing off his carefully planned routine. He should never have let Mokuba have his way when he insisted That Person go with him to Kaiba Corp.
“Stop eating, you damn mongrel! We have to leave!”
“Hold yer horses, Kaiba! I had ta make a call to my buds, and besides, there’s plenty of time. It’s not like we’re walkin’ or taking the bus.”
“That lazy attitude has no place in this house! If you’re not in the car in five minutes I’m leaving without you and the servants will lock you out!”
“You’re such an ass!”
True to his word, Kaiba goes to his car to wait the five minutes. He places his briefcase in the back seat then leans against the driver’s side door to wait for That Person. His skin crawls when he thinks how he has to allow Him to ride in his vehicle. He’ll have to have the entire car sanitized after work.
Kaiba must have dozed off, because the next thing he is aware of is a touch on his arm. He jumps, knocking the hand off with a sharp blow. “Don’t touch me!” Blue eyes are wild and intense like a cornered animal’s. Jounouchi jerks away, holding his abused hand in shock.
“What the hell?!” The blond backs away at the sight of those eyes. They make his gut tighten and his stomach drop to his feet. The brunet visibly brings himself back under control.
“Get in and don’t touch me,” he grounds out.
“Yeah, got it.”
The ride to Kaiba Corp. is thick with silence.
Kaiba seems no different from usual on the outside, but on the inside he’s so rattled he wants to swerve the car into a wall just to end it. But that’s the coward’s way out, and if there’s one thing Kaiba Seto isn’t, it’s a coward. He’s faced down Gozaburo, he’s survived complete violation, he’s even stared the devil in the eyes. He won’t let this end him. There’s still too much he needs to do.
If only he could get rid of That Person.
Author: Kleptomaniac Can Opener
Pairing: Jou x Seto
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."
***Fourth Sin***
It’s rare that he sleeps without nightmares. Even when he has worked himself into exhaustion the nightmares still come. Memories, already dark, would be twisted further. Twisted and twisted until he woke up screaming. There’s a reason why he paid to have his room soundproofed.
Sleep is something he has learned to live without. Four hours a day is sufficient, three (and twice the usual amount of caffeine) if necessary. He would have raccoon eyes if not for the high-quality, waterproof cosmetics he keeps in his private bathroom. It’s just as well he had plenty of practice from when Gozaburo would beat him black and blue.
Every morning, after making sure his makeup is perfect, he has a double espresso and a highly nutritious breakfast. In order to keep running he has no choice but to take in two to three times the recommended daily diet to stay healthy.
At some point, Mokuba joins him in breaking the fast then leaves with friends to go to school or elsewhere. Kaiba always departs soon after.
He hates school. It’s boring and gets in the way of his work. But it does keep him occupied, and boredom of that caliber can numb any mind for short periods of time.
If only That Person didn't attend there as well. Maybe then he wouldn't have so many nightmares. He snorts.
He’s kidding himself and knows it.
Thinking of That Person makes his jaw ache from gritting his teeth too hard. After two years of being physically free of his presence That Person popped right back into his life.
Kaiba had recognized him right away. That messy hair, that angular face, those golden-brown eyes... The only change had been in height and a loss of baby fat. Even if That Person HAD changed dramatically, he would never --COULD NEVER-- mistake those eyes.
He had stared right into them. He had felt his heart tremble like a canary caught in the jaws of a tiger. But then... nothing. That bastard obviously hadn't recognized him at all.
His hatred grew.
It grows every time he sees That Person smile or chortling or having fun with his friends. Every time That Person gets self-righteous because someone does 'wrong' makes him laugh bitterly. 'Let ye without sin cast the first stone.' He isn't religious, but it fits That Person's hypocrisy well.
Kaiba thinks his torturing, a mild word considering, of That Person is very reasonable under the circumstances. The sharp, poisonous words are nothing compared to what he had been put through. That Person deserves every barb that leaves his lips, every counter-strike he throws. That Person is lucky that's ALL he does to him.
Oh, it’s time to go. At least with it being the weekend he can go straight to work. Unfortunately, that Idiot is throwing off his carefully planned routine. He should never have let Mokuba have his way when he insisted That Person go with him to Kaiba Corp.
“Stop eating, you damn mongrel! We have to leave!”
“Hold yer horses, Kaiba! I had ta make a call to my buds, and besides, there’s plenty of time. It’s not like we’re walkin’ or taking the bus.”
“That lazy attitude has no place in this house! If you’re not in the car in five minutes I’m leaving without you and the servants will lock you out!”
“You’re such an ass!”
True to his word, Kaiba goes to his car to wait the five minutes. He places his briefcase in the back seat then leans against the driver’s side door to wait for That Person. His skin crawls when he thinks how he has to allow Him to ride in his vehicle. He’ll have to have the entire car sanitized after work.
Kaiba must have dozed off, because the next thing he is aware of is a touch on his arm. He jumps, knocking the hand off with a sharp blow. “Don’t touch me!” Blue eyes are wild and intense like a cornered animal’s. Jounouchi jerks away, holding his abused hand in shock.
“What the hell?!” The blond backs away at the sight of those eyes. They make his gut tighten and his stomach drop to his feet. The brunet visibly brings himself back under control.
“Get in and don’t touch me,” he grounds out.
“Yeah, got it.”
The ride to Kaiba Corp. is thick with silence.
Kaiba seems no different from usual on the outside, but on the inside he’s so rattled he wants to swerve the car into a wall just to end it. But that’s the coward’s way out, and if there’s one thing Kaiba Seto isn’t, it’s a coward. He’s faced down Gozaburo, he’s survived complete violation, he’s even stared the devil in the eyes. He won’t let this end him. There’s still too much he needs to do.
If only he could get rid of That Person.