Aww, my first shounen ai fic with Seto/Jou as the main pairing (tear)
Anyway, I guess I'll start if off by saying I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!
Everyone else: AHHHHH! SHE DID THE DISCLAIMER! THE WORLD'S GONNA END! (runs away)
Aerith: (sweatdrops) Ok... anyway enjoy the ficcie! And for the last time this has shounen ai in it, as in boyxboy, so leave now if you don't like!
"Talking"
Thoughts
Chapter 1: Cerulean Reflections
Thunderous booms echoed through the sky. Swords of lightning clashed together, illuminating the dark sky with their ferocious battle.
Tears of frustration and misery rained from the heaven's above, felt by all who were unlucky enough to be caught in the weeping torrent.
A perfect stormy setting for your stereotypical dark castle of evil legend or, in this case, an asylum, but not just any asylum.
This one was filled with some of the most troubled youths of all. Their lives filled with torture and insanity, desperately seeking a helping hand and warm touch from those who still held their firm grip on reality.
Light footsteps padded through black tiled hallways, their feather light touches echoing deeply in the eeriely silent hallways.
The man's arms were kept steady at his side, brushing gently off of the dark jeans that clung to his lower half. He reached a slender hand to his throat and unbuttoned the top of his dark grey shirt before adjusting the rolled up sleeves to their original length.
Stopping at the end of the hall at a grand doorway. His honey eyes traced the pattern embleshed on the door, that of a horse with a pair of wings extending from its back, made to look as if it where galloping forth towards the person who sought entrance.
He narrowed his eyes slightly at the flat panel on the stone archway of the door. Placing his hand, palm side down upon the panel, watching as a green light sparked to life for a moment, drawing a straight line down from the tips of his fingers to the base of his hand.
A high beep was heard from the speaker on the panel before a soft click echoed in the hallway.
He removed his hand from the panel and stepped forward as the door opened with a light swish, closing the moment he entered the room.
An extravagant office was laid out before him. Bookcases lined the side walls of the office, bearing numerous covers of blues, greens and reds. Filing cabinets stood against the wall near the bookshelves housing documents on the "special" patients at the asylum. Plants decorated several areas of the office, held on high oak stands, the most alluring being a plant that resembled a nettle but in the centre had a zig zag pattern of crimson.
His eyes drew to the rich mahogany table laid upon a royal red carpet in the center of the room, sitting in front of the large panelled window.
The young man stood before the desk awaiting the acknowledgement from the other person in the room.
The finely cushioned black chair opposite swirled around revealling the benefactor of the asylum. This man was different from the first, dressed in a business suit of a dark red with a short mane of silver hair that reached his shoulders, sheilding part of his face from view along with one of his auburn eyes.
The silver haired man smiled slightly locking his auburn eyes with his guest's honey eyes.
Standing up, he shook the younger man's hand, whispering a formal, "Katsuya" to him and receiving the reply of "Pegasus" before the two sat down.
"I'm pleased to see you've come my friend, it has been a while, I must say," Pegasus spoke, almost giddily which casued Katsuya to flinch inwardly at the almost sadistic tone.
He nodded towards the older man. Katsuya didn't like Pegasus very much, quite frankly, he seemed quite creepy to the honey eyed man and this quality suited Pegasus to his job quite well.
"It's alright Pegasus, now listen I know ya wanted me for somethin' more then just a quick hello, so just tell me what'cha want me for this time," Katsuya asked impatiently as he drummed his fingers on the arm of his chair, supporting his chin on his other hand in the process.
Pegasus' smile turned to a smirk as he stood up and walked over to one of the filing cabinets. Rummaging through the middle shelf he stopped and pulled out a standard brown backed file, though Katsuya was slightly curious about it since it had a strange blue stamp on the corner.
"This," Pegasus began, dropping the file on the desk in front of Katsuya, "is Seto Kaiba."
"Seto Kaiba?" Katsuya whispered curiously, extending his hand out and pulling the file towards him before flicking it open.
A set of calm, stoic cerulean eyes stared back at him. On the photograph was a young boy, only around 8 or 9 years of age. He had short cut chesnut hair and was dressed in a creamy yellow shirt with a blue sweater vest over it.
But what Katsuya noticed most about this boy was the apparent frown on his face which in turn caused Katsuya to frown.
Turning his gaze underneath the photograph was another, more recent one of Seto, dressed in a simple set of blue robes like all the rest of the patients wore. His expression hadn't changed from his childhood, stoic eyes and no smile.
Katsuya couldn't help but wonder what he would look like if a smile would somehow grace his features, perhaps he would seem even more handsome than Katsuya thought Seto already was.
The honey eyed teen blinked slightly before shaking is head lightly. He's a patient, I shouldn't think he's handsome...evn though he is...
Shaking his head again, he read Seto's profile
Name: Seto Kaiba
Sex: Male
Date Of Birth: 25/ 10/ 1986
Height: 186cm
Weight: 65 kg
Blood Type: A
Family: Mother and Brother, deceased. Father, in jail for life
Status: Unknown
Katsuya blinked, "Unknown?"
Pegasus nodded as he leaned against the side of the desk and watched Katsuya's ever changing expressions, "Yes, he came in here with obvious symptoms of abuse. Bruises, cuts and a severe case of mental instability, he hasn't spoken about the incident to anyone, in fact he hasn't even smiled since we first laid eyes on him."
"And that's where I come into the picture, right?" Katsuya said rhetorically as he closed over the file, tucked it under his arm and stood up to face Pegasus in the eye.
"We've had many people work with him but none have suceeded in their task, we hope you will be able to lighten up dear Kaiba-boy."
Katsuya flinched at the name but decided to let it go, now wasn't the time, he had more important things to worry about than a silly name.
"What room is he in?"
"Room 7 on the east wing, best of luck Katsuya" Pegasus finished smiling, almost sadistically.
"Thanks Pegasus," Katsuya replied. He nodded and turned to leave, stopping as the door swished open.
"Oh, and Pegasus? Don't call me Katsuya, call me, Jou." With that "Jou" walked out of the room, noting Pegasus' smirk before the door slid shut.
He pulled out the picture of the older Seto and stared intently at it.
"Seto Kaiba..." he whispered to himself, honey eyes not once leaving the intense gaze of calm cerulean as he strided down the hallways again, the faint clicking of his shoes hitting tile echoed through the hallways, soon being replaced by silence once more.
Chapter 1 is finished! Please review!