[fic] YGO: Guard Dog con't
Mar. 23rd, 2006 10:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ickaimpI'm having a Good Hair Day. Blargh.
This means my hair is nice and smooth and silky. And eats hairbands. Can't tie it back, can't braid it back, it's like having a tentacle monster that's -determined- to get in the way attached to my head.
Grrrrrr.... *ties scarf around head. yarr*
Also doing a bit of sewing and remembering just how much I enjoy it. It's kinda like storytelling. You take bits and pieces of various things, be it fabric or images, words and scenes, sew it all together and have something you wrap around you that makes you smile.
Anyway. Quick YGO snippet so we feel like we've done something fannish this week. ^^;;
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It was strange, how much Seto looked forward to the end of the day. It used to be that the end of the day simply heralded a change in location, he worked no matter if he was at home or at Kaiba Corp headquarters. But now that Kaiba Corp was under his control, no Big 5 attempting to wrest control, Industrial Illusions no longer under Pegasus, things were a bit quieter. He didn't -have- to work twenty-four seven anymore and that in and of itself was a relief.
It also meant that he got to spend more time with Mokuba. And by default, Jounouchi too. Which strangely enough, he also looked forward to, almost as much as spending time with his brother...
... or something.
He set those thoughts aside as unhelpful and stepped out of the elevator into the parking lot where the limo waited.
"KAIIIIIBBBBAAAAAAAH!!!" An unfamiliar voice screamed. Reflexes took over and he dodged the the attack, spinning to face his attacker.
Only to find Jounouchi pinning down a complete stranger to the concrete floor, one hand clamped over the other man's mouth.
"Okie-dokey." The blond grinned, showing too many teeth to Seto's would-be attacker. "Now. Maybe you could be nice enough to explain why you're attempting to attack people in this nice dark area here."
Jounouchi removed the muffling hand. "He destroyed my village!" The man shouted. "Slaughtered my family."
The hand was put back over the man's mouth. "Right, then." The blond's voice was unnaturally calm and cheerful. "Question for you. How?"
Hand was removed. The man glared for a moment, as if sensing a trap or not understanding the reasoning of the question before answering. "Tanks. Guns and soldiers. Had Kaiba Corp plastered all over them. What does it matter?! HE-" Hand put back over mouth.
"Right." Jounouchi took a breath. "Now I think there's been a slight mix-up here. Blue Eyes here is Kaiba -Seto-. He's the guy who took all those tanks and shit and got rid of them. He makes toys. The one you want to kill, maim, disfigure, destroy Kaiba -Gozaburo-. That's the guy who built the tanks and shit. You'll find him at the cemetery in town."
Seto could see the man's eyes widen from where he stood. Jounouchi removed his hand. "Who?"
"He kinda threw himself out of a top story window when Seto took over the Corporation. No more guns, no more tanks. Seto's destroyed them all. They're not going to hurt anyone again."
The man visibly shook as the news sunk in. Behind them, security officers showed up. Jounouchi got up as the grabbed hold of the man and escorted him away with quite a few apologies to Seto for such an event occurring.
Jounouchi brushed the knees of his pants off, looking like he hadn't just wrestled a knife away from someone who had attempted to kill Seto with it. Not that Seto couldn't have handled it, but...
"Ya okay?" Jounouchi asked.
"I'm fine." Seto watched as they dragged the man away in silence. "I'm not a kind man." He finally said. "Nor am I a nice one. I've done horrible things."
"I know." Jounouchi casually stuck his hands in his pockets. The hard glint in his eyes was anything but casual however. "I haven't forgotten Death-T."
Seto winced as if he'd been struck physically. Not one of the higher points in his life, hiring assassins and outfitting them with real weaponry, lethal games, the serial killer Chopman. Prior to that, kidnapping and virtually torturing Yuugi's Grandfather before tearing up his Blue Eyes White Dragon card.
He'd done worse, gaining his three Blue Eyes White Dragons. Deals with the Mafia. Bankrupting a man. Driving another to suicide.
Seto had never actually killed a person, but it was only out of sheer dumb luck. He was however a contributing factor to several people's death. Those deaths weighed on his conscience.
Jounouchi tapped him on the shoulder with the knuckles of one hand. "You've changed since then. You're not that person anymore. C'mon, Mokuba's waiting."
The blond sauntered casually to the car, apparently unaffected by what had just transgressed.
Seto followed, not so certain he wasn't.
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There'll be aftermath to this. It'll be fun. Or something.
MUST SEW!!!
This means my hair is nice and smooth and silky. And eats hairbands. Can't tie it back, can't braid it back, it's like having a tentacle monster that's -determined- to get in the way attached to my head.
Grrrrrr.... *ties scarf around head. yarr*
Also doing a bit of sewing and remembering just how much I enjoy it. It's kinda like storytelling. You take bits and pieces of various things, be it fabric or images, words and scenes, sew it all together and have something you wrap around you that makes you smile.
Anyway. Quick YGO snippet so we feel like we've done something fannish this week. ^^;;
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It was strange, how much Seto looked forward to the end of the day. It used to be that the end of the day simply heralded a change in location, he worked no matter if he was at home or at Kaiba Corp headquarters. But now that Kaiba Corp was under his control, no Big 5 attempting to wrest control, Industrial Illusions no longer under Pegasus, things were a bit quieter. He didn't -have- to work twenty-four seven anymore and that in and of itself was a relief.
It also meant that he got to spend more time with Mokuba. And by default, Jounouchi too. Which strangely enough, he also looked forward to, almost as much as spending time with his brother...
... or something.
He set those thoughts aside as unhelpful and stepped out of the elevator into the parking lot where the limo waited.
"KAIIIIIBBBBAAAAAAAH!!!" An unfamiliar voice screamed. Reflexes took over and he dodged the the attack, spinning to face his attacker.
Only to find Jounouchi pinning down a complete stranger to the concrete floor, one hand clamped over the other man's mouth.
"Okie-dokey." The blond grinned, showing too many teeth to Seto's would-be attacker. "Now. Maybe you could be nice enough to explain why you're attempting to attack people in this nice dark area here."
Jounouchi removed the muffling hand. "He destroyed my village!" The man shouted. "Slaughtered my family."
The hand was put back over the man's mouth. "Right, then." The blond's voice was unnaturally calm and cheerful. "Question for you. How?"
Hand was removed. The man glared for a moment, as if sensing a trap or not understanding the reasoning of the question before answering. "Tanks. Guns and soldiers. Had Kaiba Corp plastered all over them. What does it matter?! HE-" Hand put back over mouth.
"Right." Jounouchi took a breath. "Now I think there's been a slight mix-up here. Blue Eyes here is Kaiba -Seto-. He's the guy who took all those tanks and shit and got rid of them. He makes toys. The one you want to kill, maim, disfigure, destroy Kaiba -Gozaburo-. That's the guy who built the tanks and shit. You'll find him at the cemetery in town."
Seto could see the man's eyes widen from where he stood. Jounouchi removed his hand. "Who?"
"He kinda threw himself out of a top story window when Seto took over the Corporation. No more guns, no more tanks. Seto's destroyed them all. They're not going to hurt anyone again."
The man visibly shook as the news sunk in. Behind them, security officers showed up. Jounouchi got up as the grabbed hold of the man and escorted him away with quite a few apologies to Seto for such an event occurring.
Jounouchi brushed the knees of his pants off, looking like he hadn't just wrestled a knife away from someone who had attempted to kill Seto with it. Not that Seto couldn't have handled it, but...
"Ya okay?" Jounouchi asked.
"I'm fine." Seto watched as they dragged the man away in silence. "I'm not a kind man." He finally said. "Nor am I a nice one. I've done horrible things."
"I know." Jounouchi casually stuck his hands in his pockets. The hard glint in his eyes was anything but casual however. "I haven't forgotten Death-T."
Seto winced as if he'd been struck physically. Not one of the higher points in his life, hiring assassins and outfitting them with real weaponry, lethal games, the serial killer Chopman. Prior to that, kidnapping and virtually torturing Yuugi's Grandfather before tearing up his Blue Eyes White Dragon card.
He'd done worse, gaining his three Blue Eyes White Dragons. Deals with the Mafia. Bankrupting a man. Driving another to suicide.
Seto had never actually killed a person, but it was only out of sheer dumb luck. He was however a contributing factor to several people's death. Those deaths weighed on his conscience.
Jounouchi tapped him on the shoulder with the knuckles of one hand. "You've changed since then. You're not that person anymore. C'mon, Mokuba's waiting."
The blond sauntered casually to the car, apparently unaffected by what had just transgressed.
Seto followed, not so certain he wasn't.
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There'll be aftermath to this. It'll be fun. Or something.
MUST SEW!!!
