Sound of Souls
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
7
Views:
1,820
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Part 6
Part 6 (no be
F
Finally the rain and storm was gone but not the wind. Swoosh sounds outside. Jounouchi still was staring into the sky counting the pristine shades of endless new clouds. Gone with the wind. Running. Flying. Untouchable.
Why he just can’t fly away? Spreading out his (he wished for it) maybe black dragon wings (like his REBD) for a break out? Doing a nice abscond from this mostly ridgy heart-rending piss? ss? But he acquainted it just could end with a fail adjuring Setos laugh. Like always.
Oh, he hated that man. Seto absolutely had no idea how much Jounouchi hated him. Sure, he told him around thousand times. Screaming, yelling, shouting, bursting at the seams of all but still Seto was unaware about Jounouchis real ..... feelings.
That kiss ... that damn fucking kiss ..... this hellbent words ... this inquiring eyes ... Setos simper ... maybe it was ridgy unwise or a fight-back but Jounouchi really was derailed. Speachless. Not able to think. And that for, daily new counted, two weeks. Fucking 14 days. And no answers.
Noone whom Jounouchi could tell about this injustice and ask for answers. Perhaps this whodunit will hold on until the end of his lifetime.
He often thought about a straight walk into KC, kicking off the door to Setos office, dethroning his majesty with a hard kick into his ass, stirring up trouble and sending Seto per express right into hell. But no, he didn’t. He couldn’t because ..... he forgot. Ok, he didn’t. Just telling lies to himself. He didn’t want to think about it. Not again. No.
“Please ... I’m on my last-gasp .... just leave me alone .... you little thing called ... “
The last word ... was unspoken.
[Flashback]
“But ... my love ... will be my vengeance!”
Kaibas face was close. Fucking close. For the first time in his life Jounouchi got the chance to see directly into Kaibas Eyes. Two blue coronas ...
And then it happened. Kaiba kissed him. Soft and wild. Hot and wet at same time. His lips demanding response.
Jounouchi shivered, his face blushed. His eyes widened. His body freezed. He thought.
And then the kiss stopped as same fast as it had started. Kaiba just let go off him. Still there was no more as 5 inches between them but Jounouchis lips felt ... cold .... alone.
“Why .. you did ... that?”
Jounouchi’s voice trembled. It was too much. His mind and body were saying good-bye. Unable ... of all.
But Kaiba didn’t answer. Just returning back into a vertical position. Ok, he gave Jounouchi the hand and Jounouchi took it but ... still no answers.
“Tell .... me....!”
Silence. Rain.
And Jounouchi left the scene. Walking home. Leaving Seto who was more quiet as the sound of the rain floating down on his face crossing his lips while they were forming some words.
“Because .... you .... love me .....!”
[Flashback End]
A special loud thunder woke him up. Instantly a beam of flashes followed. The storm had must came back. Jounouchi found himself on the floor under his window.
“Congratz Jounouchi. Finally you sleep like a dog!”
//Dog. Chiwuawua. Mutt. Puppy//
What he had said? And suddenly he knew why he had fallen asleep with unwanted purpose: totally exhaustion because of his pain and woe and anger and worries and hate and .... this other reason.
Jounouchi tried to laugh and he scored with success. His laugh was loud and rolling through the room. He covered his eyes and laughed off his ass.
“I’m so stupid! Slowly I believe!”
His hand searched support above on the window-sash for a help out because his legs demanded more as a stretch out. As he was back on his feet his circulation troubled and his view became a bit ... rotating like when you watch a black/white flat disc turning into catchy hypnotic cyrcles. He felt pucky. He needed fresh air.
He moved and grabbed the window handle pulling off and opening the window as wide as it was working. Jounouchi took a long breath with closed eyes. Rainy air flew into, shaking his temperature with a mixed layer of heat and callousness.
It felt better.
He opened his eyes.
And there he stood.
On the other side of the street ....
Under a allee of trees ...
Wet ...
Just with pants and a white sleved shirt ...
Unbuttoned ....
Looking into Jounouchis eyes....
Blue eyes into dark brown Ones.
“... Se... to...!”
-------- to be continued -------
F
Finally the rain and storm was gone but not the wind. Swoosh sounds outside. Jounouchi still was staring into the sky counting the pristine shades of endless new clouds. Gone with the wind. Running. Flying. Untouchable.
Why he just can’t fly away? Spreading out his (he wished for it) maybe black dragon wings (like his REBD) for a break out? Doing a nice abscond from this mostly ridgy heart-rending piss? ss? But he acquainted it just could end with a fail adjuring Setos laugh. Like always.
Oh, he hated that man. Seto absolutely had no idea how much Jounouchi hated him. Sure, he told him around thousand times. Screaming, yelling, shouting, bursting at the seams of all but still Seto was unaware about Jounouchis real ..... feelings.
That kiss ... that damn fucking kiss ..... this hellbent words ... this inquiring eyes ... Setos simper ... maybe it was ridgy unwise or a fight-back but Jounouchi really was derailed. Speachless. Not able to think. And that for, daily new counted, two weeks. Fucking 14 days. And no answers.
Noone whom Jounouchi could tell about this injustice and ask for answers. Perhaps this whodunit will hold on until the end of his lifetime.
He often thought about a straight walk into KC, kicking off the door to Setos office, dethroning his majesty with a hard kick into his ass, stirring up trouble and sending Seto per express right into hell. But no, he didn’t. He couldn’t because ..... he forgot. Ok, he didn’t. Just telling lies to himself. He didn’t want to think about it. Not again. No.
“Please ... I’m on my last-gasp .... just leave me alone .... you little thing called ... “
The last word ... was unspoken.
[Flashback]
“But ... my love ... will be my vengeance!”
Kaibas face was close. Fucking close. For the first time in his life Jounouchi got the chance to see directly into Kaibas Eyes. Two blue coronas ...
And then it happened. Kaiba kissed him. Soft and wild. Hot and wet at same time. His lips demanding response.
Jounouchi shivered, his face blushed. His eyes widened. His body freezed. He thought.
And then the kiss stopped as same fast as it had started. Kaiba just let go off him. Still there was no more as 5 inches between them but Jounouchis lips felt ... cold .... alone.
“Why .. you did ... that?”
Jounouchi’s voice trembled. It was too much. His mind and body were saying good-bye. Unable ... of all.
But Kaiba didn’t answer. Just returning back into a vertical position. Ok, he gave Jounouchi the hand and Jounouchi took it but ... still no answers.
“Tell .... me....!”
Silence. Rain.
And Jounouchi left the scene. Walking home. Leaving Seto who was more quiet as the sound of the rain floating down on his face crossing his lips while they were forming some words.
“Because .... you .... love me .....!”
[Flashback End]
A special loud thunder woke him up. Instantly a beam of flashes followed. The storm had must came back. Jounouchi found himself on the floor under his window.
“Congratz Jounouchi. Finally you sleep like a dog!”
//Dog. Chiwuawua. Mutt. Puppy//
What he had said? And suddenly he knew why he had fallen asleep with unwanted purpose: totally exhaustion because of his pain and woe and anger and worries and hate and .... this other reason.
Jounouchi tried to laugh and he scored with success. His laugh was loud and rolling through the room. He covered his eyes and laughed off his ass.
“I’m so stupid! Slowly I believe!”
His hand searched support above on the window-sash for a help out because his legs demanded more as a stretch out. As he was back on his feet his circulation troubled and his view became a bit ... rotating like when you watch a black/white flat disc turning into catchy hypnotic cyrcles. He felt pucky. He needed fresh air.
He moved and grabbed the window handle pulling off and opening the window as wide as it was working. Jounouchi took a long breath with closed eyes. Rainy air flew into, shaking his temperature with a mixed layer of heat and callousness.
It felt better.
He opened his eyes.
And there he stood.
On the other side of the street ....
Under a allee of trees ...
Wet ...
Just with pants and a white sleved shirt ...
Unbuttoned ....
Looking into Jounouchis eyes....
Blue eyes into dark brown Ones.
“... Se... to...!”
-------- to be continued -------