Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ All The Things He Said ❯ All The Things He Said ( One-Shot )

Title: All The Things He Said

Series: YuGiOu

Author: Lady Katsuya Bakura

Genre: angst/supernatural

Warnings: incest relationships (Seto/Mokuba), Mokuba angst, bloodplay, yaoi (???/Mokuba/??? [surprise paring ^.^], Seto/Mokuba), supernatural themes

Plot Bunny: Done to the song by t.A.T.u. Mokuba, now 19, reflects on his past relationship with his brother and all the things that followed from it......

Disclaimer: Do I have to do this? *sighs and shakes head* I don't own YuGiOu, if I did you'd be seeing this on your TV screen, not your computer one. I only own my little Seto/Mokuba site I'm working on, the fic and nothing more.

Katsuya-chan's Forward Notes: I have the song "All The Things She Said" stuck in my head. At least it's better than Tuesday last week when I had "Kokomo" stuck in my head all day *shudders*. I have been wanting to write a Seto/Mokuba fanfic for SO long now, I mean there's not a lot of them out. ^.^ As for the surprise paring......you'll see *winks* It's very rare as well as the Seto/Mokuba and even Noa/Mokuba. Yes, I am a Mokuba fangirl *huggles Moku plushie* and I just don't seem to include him enough in my fanfics. So, enjoy da fic and don't forget to review ^.~

THIS IS YOUR LAST WARNING!!! THIS FIC CONTAINS INCESTUOUS RELATIONSHIPS/YAOI/LIME AND ANYBODY WTIH A PROBLEM WITH THAT SHOULD GET AWAY WHILE THEY STILL CAN. OTHERWISE, READ AND BE NICE!!! If Mokuba should appear OOC, he's nineteen in this fic and endured much since his relationship with his brother ^.~

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//All the things he said

All the things he said

Running through my head

All the things he said

All the things he said

Running through my head

This is not enough//

I thought I loved Seto, more than our sibling relationship would allow. But I had barely reached puberty when I began noticing things about my brother that were not normal to notice between siblings. I had talked to Shizuka, Katsuya's little sister and my best friend, about it. She only smiled and laughed - not at me, but WITH me. I remember her words still, as clear as if they had just been spoken.

"Love knows no bounds."

Heh, ain't that the truth? When you think you've found the one you want to spend your life with, authorities come and tear him away from you. We tried to keep our relationship a secret in public but to no avail. Anzu's homophobia, not to mention hatred for incestuous couples, ended up spreading nasty rumors about us......until Seto couldn't take them anymore and announced it in the middle of a press conference by grabbing me from his side and kissing me.

I had never been so fucking embarrassed in my entire life. Did you know that the conference had been set to air all over the world? And yet Seto continued to kiss me as if we were alone.

I hiss softly as the drag of the knife trails across my body sensually but ever so gentle, bringing me out of my thoughts of the past. I am his prisoner - bound and captive, my arms tied to the headboard. He knows I can easily escape from my bindings but his ropes I will not.

Because he is my lover, my mentor and my own toy all rolled into one. And I am not talking about Seto, no. Seto died, or rather sentenced to die by the chair, five years ago for simply loving his little brother the wrong way. I was never captured by the authorities and by now I was probably announced dead.

My lover tells me I have become amazingly beautiful - jagged raven hair tied into a messy ponytail most of the time, pale skin from practically no sun and storm-grey cat-like eyes. To the rest of humanity, Kaiba Mokuba is just a lost, possibly dead, child.

And perhaps they are right.

I feel a tongue trace my jawline and look at my blonde lover almost lazily to regard him. He smirks, chocolate eyes twinkling darkly. Believe it or not, Jounouchi Katsuya isn't as dumb as he looks at first glance -- he is the founder and leader of an assassination clan called RavenBlood, a good sniper and killer all on his own too.

To think he waists his time by hiding it all under that goofy display for Yami-tachi.

"You're thinkin' too much, Ai," Katsuya purrs coldly, slowly licking the blood off his knife. My blood. "Relax."

Yuugi's rich laughter comes from his seat in the lavish recliner across the room and I shiver slightly at the cruel sound, moving my head somewhat to meet deadly amethysts. Like Katsuya, Yuugi's everyday face is a facade to hide the true being underneath. Like so many of us, he is a deadly killer at night and ever since Yami-tachi started ignoring him, Yuugi has become cold to the world. Katsuya recruited him at his weakest moment when the anger and hatred for those fools consumed his soul. Yami-tachi didn't know how late they'd been in apologizing.

And the fools didn't realize everything was fake -- those fake smiles and happiness planted as both their masks.

I stretch forward and give Katsuya a peck on the cheek before smirking darkly. "Make me bleed, koi," I purr, raising my hips to brush against his evident arousal beneath the tight black leather that is our assigned uniform. My blonde koi shudders slightly at my smirk, dark chocolates eyeing me strangely as if looking into the past. "Ya look like 'im when ya do dat, Ai." He continues when I frown and I moan at his loving ministrations. I know he means I look like Seto so much, perhaps it is the blood we shared and so many years of watching out for each other before my admiration for him became affections.

//I'm in serious shit, I feel totally lost

If I'm asking for help it's only because

Being with you has opened my eyes

Could I ever believe such a perfect surprise?//

Ai Tanken. Love Dagger. That is my code name, my only name as far as outsiders are concerned. So perfect for the way I carry out my orders, making my target love me before I kill them. And even then they do not know they are being killed until it is too late. Night one is the meeting and slow teasing, night two is the turning of admiration to affection and denial of feelings, night three is confession time at dinner and first kiss and finally night four is the first time and death. All of my assignments have gone like this so far, four nights each and never any more. Katsuya has, indeed, trained me well.

Yuugi stands from the recliner and moves over to us. The way he moves now is like gliding, swift and quicksilver - no longer the clumsy, he seems to blend with the shadows and darkness, moving with them in a liquid-like motion. He strikes differently from what I do, so clean and fast that his prey doesn't even know they are being killed and I have not seen a drop of blood on him yet. Yuugi climbs onto my chest while our blonde ai moves lower and unties my restraints, kissing my rope-burned wrists from play before letting them go and running hands through my long raven hair before cupping my chin and smiling darkly at me, bloodstones narrowed to cat-like appearance.

I know what he wants. I give him a pointed look and he moves off, Katsuya following while dropping the dagger to the floor and wrapping his arms around Yuugi, moving them upward under his shirt. I reposition myself so I'm lying on my stomach and reach over, my fingers slipping over the edge of his leather pants and I tug them off down to his knees, slowly exposing his arousal to the warm atmosphere. There's a twinkle of cold laughter in those bloodstones as he looks at me, his fingers once again moving through my hair, pulling at the strands.

Without warning I engulf his length into the heat of my mouth, smirking internally when I hear his shocked cry. I swirl my tongue over it, sucking lightly as Katsuya prepares him, I can tell by the way his hips buck into my mouth. Yuugi looks over his shoulder and gives a low growl, telling our blonde koi to hurry up and Katsuya smirks darkly. Yuugi never did like being prepared.

It's different from the many times Seto took me back when our relationship was fresh and secret. He was gentle, whispering encouraging words into my ears so it wouldn't seem as painful. But of course Seto is dead now and I will never forgive the one who tore us apart.

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//I keep asking myself, wondering how

I keep closing my eyes but I can't block you out

Wanna fly to a place where it's just you and me

Nobody else so we can be free

All the things he said

All the things he said

Running through my head

All the things he said

All the things he said

Running through my head

This is not enough

This is not enough

All the things he said

All the things he said//

It's been a week now, a week of continuous lies and deceptions for Katsuya and Yuugi, a week of loneliness for myself. My lovers had to return to the real world, so the people who pretended to care about them wouldn't notice their absence. I watched everything that happened via a sky-cam I had follow them around the city. I watched as Yami revealed he loved the latter and laughed darkly when Yuugi rejected him coldly, saying he had better things to do than spend endless hours with someone who he believed to be weak and worthless. Emotions are fake and they can be used against you, that was something the fool didn't understand.

That was just what happened when Yuugi appeared in his room that night to torture him with fake love before whispering harsh words that were the truth and leaving the stupid pharaoh trembling with need. He continued to do so quite frequently that he had Yami lapping it all up like a puppy. And quite soon had the pharaoh tamed to his hand, tamed to a pet-slave.

Yuugi was bringing him to the complex tonight, blindfolded of course. Anybody we brought here for the first time or to be a pet-slave was blindfolded to conceal its location, after all we couldn't have the authorities coming here with a search warrant, could we?

However I wouldn't be there to enjoy the pharaoh's reaction once he learned the truth about his so-called "aibou" for it was now six years. Six years since Seto died, coming midnight.

//And I'm all mixed up, feeling cornered and rushed

They say it's my fault but I want him so much

Wanna fly him away where the sun and rain

Come down on my face, wash away all the shame//

I made my way through the graveyard of tombstones, one black rose clutched in my hand. I don't care about the thorns piercing my flesh as I can hardly feel the pain anyway. My black outfit conceals my presence from others that might be here - to them I am just a shadow, just part of the darkness. Even though Seto died by execution they still had the heart to give him a proper burial. Or perhaps they were just hoping I would turn up. I had been among them but once more in the shadows, lurking about in the darkness by his grave. That was when Katsuya had found me and offered me the chance to have my revenge on Seto's killers.

I took the opportunity with great desire.

I place the rose on the grave - each passing year at this time I visit his grave, never in between nor during the daytime - and slowly position myself at the end of the cobalt stone, staring up at what I can see of the full moon. Alone I can feel the emotions boiling up inside and clutching at my heart -- hatred, anger, rage, sadness, loneliness. Sometimes Katsuya and Yuugi just aren't enough. I need to be in Seto's arms, snuggling to his chest after making love and basking in the warmth of the room.........

I'm starting to sound psychotic. But I do. I long for his arms to be around me once more, even if just for an ethereal moment. I hear a sound in nearby bushes and I look, my eyes widening slightly as a wolf patters out. I jump up, reaching for my hidden dagger even though I know I have no protection against such a creature. I frown - it's bigger than a normal wolf should be and shaggier too, coarse brown fur and bright sapphire eyes. Suddenly I feel some connection as it tilts in slight confusion and somehow I can see a familiar sparkle in those sapphire orbs. I'm frozen as it comes over, acting very much like its dog cousin by sniffing me, smelling my scent. I let it and kneel down, feeling somewhat calm now. My dagger drops to the ground and the wolf looks at it before looking at me questioningly.

"I......I thought you were going to......attack me." 'This is stupid, I'm talking to an animal for crying out loud! It's not like it's going to respond or anything.'

That was when it happened.

I had been sitting on Seto's grave for so long that I had lost track of time and the sun began to rise slowly over the buildings to the east of Domino. The wolf glances pointedly towards the horizon and I look with it before it gives a long howl. I look back and my eyes begin to widen as it starts to change form, becoming more human by the minute. And before I know it, squatting next to me instead of the wolf is......

Seto, different but still my Seto-chan.

His perfect brown locks are almost as long as my own raven ones and just as jagged, orbs of cobalt showing pure emotions that had once been hidden behind walls of ice. All I can do is stare as realization comes to mind and a memory. Otousan, our real one, once told me that there was a long line of lycanthrope in our family but there had been no evidence of a real one in this generation. Until now that is.

"Mokuba," he whispers, lips brushing gently against my cheek in a chaste kiss. I shiver slightly but push away, my eyes becoming focused on the ground before Seto tilts my head with a forefinger. "Dear Ra, please don't let this be a dream," he breathes, embracing me in a tight hug. "I've been searching for so long......I've finally found you, Mokuba."

My head drops to his bare chest, hearing his heart beat. I feel so guilty now...... "The Mokuba you knew and loved doesn't exist anymore," I hiss slightly, pulling away from his embrace. He's looking at me in question, wondering why I pushed away and I shake my head in response. "Kaiba Mokuba is dead."

Seto's hands clutched at my own, tears welling up in his sapphires. It's strange, I don't think I've ever seen him cry, not even when Gozaburo was beating him. One of his hands caresses my cheek gently. "How can he be, when he's standing here in front of me?"

Again I pull away but this time I turn my back on him. "Kaiba Mokuba died six years ago, Seto, and in his ashes Ai Tanken was born. The world has changed since then and so have I." My brother seems more stable now and I can hear him pick up my fallen dagger. "What were you doing with this, Mokuba?" I turn back to him and am somewhat shocked when he shrinks away. But then again, how can I blame him? My eyes are burning from the anger that he'd think such a thing of me.

"Seto, you don't know me anymore. How could you? I changed the day you were announced dead, I changed to survive these past years. You think I can just as easily go back to who I was? I have the blood of too many on my hands, that dagger is for my assignments only. I'm an assassin, Seto, I kill for other people in exchange for money. Sometimes I kill for myself. I work for Jounouchi Katsuya's organization and yes, you did hear the name right." I sigh and calm down, looking away from my brother, ashamed. "I'm not the child I was, nor have I ever been. I can never be Kaiba Mokuba anymore."

He embraces me in a hug once more, no longer having to kneel to do so. I allow myself to hold him......but only for a moment. "I don't love you anymore, Seto." I can feel him stiffen in my arms and feel tears well but with amazing practice I hold them back. "I don't think I ever did. I'm sorry. Gomen ne, oniisama, for using your love." I pull from him and turn, taking a secret glance over my shoulder as I walk away. I can see the tears cascading down his cheeks but my own don't flow.

I'll never be able to love again. I'll never again cry, laugh, feel hatred, pain, anguish, sadness, loneliness.........

Gomen nasai, Seto, gomen nasai.

//When they stop and stare - don't worry me

Cause I'm feeling for him what he's feeling for me

I can try to pretend, I can try to forget

But it's driving me mad, going out of my head//

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- a couple of months later -

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I lick the blood off my dagger before staring down coldly at her body and I kick it harshly, smirking at the sickening crack of her rib cage. Anzu Mazaki is dead at last, the one who tore me away from Seto has paid the price of her crime. I did it of my own free will and when that happens you truly become a silent killer, a deadly panther.

I leave her apartment and turn left at the door. Something inside of me doesn't want to go back to the complex just yet but rather roam the streets of Domino tonight. And so I do. Hands in my pockets I walk along the dark streets, I am armed so I have nothing to worry about being attacked by foolish street thugs.

But yet some never learn.

I felt myself being lifted up by the collar of my jacket but I do not open my eyes. I am swifter than these fools could ever be and twice as cunning.

"Hey, kid, you cross our turf, you gotta pay. Get my drift?" Well, well, well, it's an old bully from my junior high school so many years ago. Rufus, wasn't it? I laugh and open my eyes, lifting one hand to meet his wrist. My nails dig into his flesh and he mewls in pain, letting go of me. I shake my head, a slight chuckle escaping.

"Rufus, Rufus, Rufus. I thought you'd become this - a lowly street thug looking to torment anyone he comes across. You're just like all the rest." Rufus stops cracking his knuckles and stares at me in confusion. Suddenly he pales as if he's seen a ghost.

"K-Kaiba?! But......but you're......"

"Dead?" A dark laugh escapes and he becomes weak at the knees. A cold smile curls on my lips - I'm going to have fun with this one. "Oh no, the weak little one you knew is dead, that much is true. But there is always a dark side to someone." I draw the dagger from the back of my jeans and he pales even more, throwing up his arms as if in defense.

"D-don't kill me, K-Kaiba, o-onegai."

Hm, how does it feel to be on the receiving end now, Rufus? My tongue trails up the blade and I can feel my cold smile becoming cruel. I look at the blade, noticing the insanity dancing within my stormy depths. I seem to be on a blood high tonight and his mewling......music to my ears. I laugh coldly and am about to kill him when a brown blur interrupts my quest for bloodspill, knocking Rufus to the side. The blur slows to a wolf.

One with long jagged brown fur and piercing sapphires.

Seto looks at Rufus pointedly and for once the pathetic thug decides to listen to someone and runs away. I turn away once the sapphires become Bambi-like, as if questioning my actions, and I sheath my blade. Why had I just been about to kill in cold blood? Rufus had made my entire junior high life a living hell so he deserved what he got. Seto nuzzles my leg with his mussel as if comfort but I walk away.

A lonely howl is sounded behind me and deep inside I can't help but want to join.

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Kaiba Mokuba died the day his brother was announced dead and began living amongst assassins in the shadows of darkness, becoming one of them slowly. Ai Tanken has taken his place in the world, everything and anything he hadn't been. And yet they are the same being, two halves of the same whole. They don't love or feel any emotions, but are pure, cold-hearted assassins who kill in cold blood.

I can't help but feel as though Mokuba's future is my fault and so I continue to watch over him from afar, dreaming of a past that held sleepless nights of pleasure and wonderment. Living as a wolf, it's easy to forget when you were once human.

I feel myself slipping away.

I can see him up ahead in the darkness, the light of the full moon shining down on his lithe but muscular form. The form I long to hold in my arms. It's been two years since we were reunited and he pushed me away, eight years since we were a couple. I slink up to his side, hidden in the shadows. He acknowledges my presence but does nothing to signal he knows I am near.

//Mother look at me, tell me what do you see?

Yes, I've lost my mind

Daddy look at me, will I ever be free?

Have I crossed the line?

All the things he said

All the things he said

Running through my head

All the things he said

All the things he said

Running through my head

This is not enough

This is not enough//

And before your eyes can blink, the panther and the wolf slip into the welcoming darkness, neither acknowledging the other's presence because knowing that the other is there is enough for the time being............

Owari.............

Katsuya-chan's EndNotes: *blinkies* Um......wow, I didn't expect it to turn out like that, really I didn't. I didn't even plan to put the lycanthrope in there until it just......appeared out of nowhere. I'm serious. Anyway, hope you guys enjoyed my shot at Seto/Mokuba and even some of the Katsuya/Mokuba/Yuugi. I wasn't going to write a full lemon cus I don't feel like getting kicked off ff.net. *gapes at a reviewer for Dark Desires* Dude, you DON'T know who Katsuya is?! Take a look -- WHO is missing from there? *pokes reviewer* K-A-T-S-U-Y-A J-O-U-N-O-U-C-H-I = J-O-E-Y W-H-E-E-L-E-R.

I have to admit this was kinda hard to write, especially in Mokuba's P.O.V. I just had that song stuck in my head and Seto & Mokuba's relationship came to mind. I have long noticed that there is probably more to their relationship than just sibling love and I noticed there's hardly any fics about their relationship that way.

Hopefully this fic will put that on the up-and-up meter for YuGiOu couples. Till next time, later daze.

Katsuya-chan