[FANFICTION] Pet Owner’s Guide to Raise a Dog (2/50)

Feb 19, 2008 03:40

Title: Pet Owner’s Guide to Raise a Dog
Author:
baka_tenshi 
Fandom: YuuGiOh
Characters: Seto Kaiba and Jounouchi Katsuya
Prompt: #06 - Church
Word Count: 1,452
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Table prompts. Some tips on how to raise the perfect puppy into a well-behaved adult.
Warnings: Language, sexual innuendo, and possible some OOC.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything sadly. Just borrowing for my amusement.
Author's Notes: Finally, my second prompt. It's really cheesy. XD; I couldn't resist though. In any case, I hope you won't think I'm some crazy Catholic or whatever. I don't know what other churches looked like (I'm feeling a bit lazy... -killed-), so I went with what I knew. ^^; In any case, prompts should come easier to me. Reviews inspire me to write more! Critiques are also okay! x3 Whatever helps me improve.

Pet Owner’s Guide to Raise a Dog

By LilyChan

Chapter Two

Church

It was extremely quiet in the church, just how he liked it. He didn’t come to pray. He didn’t come to give respect to anyone.

He just came because it was quiet.

He could go to the one on the hills - but then everyone would think he’s putting some crazy religious propaganda in the games. Besides, the parishioners up on the hills are extremely nosey and they would pick and try to bring shame into the young man’s life.

Like I need any more shame? He thought to himself as he sighed. The religious leaders never questioned why someone as famous as Seto Kaiba would be sitting in their meek and not so glamorous church, but they welcomed him with open arms and open hearts. They always told him to go them if he ever needed advice. He respectfully declined.

He rather sit there and stay where he was without anyone. No thinking, no technology, no Kaiba Corps. Nothing. It was serene, which was strange for a church in the ghetto. Perhaps the juvenile delinquents and other cold-hearted criminals actually had some human respect after all.

His eyes would wander all over the quaint holy home and saw the beautiful wood carvings and the painted glass of a story he’s not familiar with. There were some people in there with him as well, but they were on their knees - praying. He wished he could pray, but what would someone like him pray for?

He has everything, after all.

He has a loving little brother, a successful business despite its constant demands, extremely rich, and he has this little church all to himself.

No one would bother him even in the church. Perhaps the people who lived in this ghetto respected him as well, much to his surprise.

He would sometimes hear some of the religious leaders talk to the people who prayed and they would lead them to a booth. Seto often wondered what happened in those booths; but he didn’t want to find out that bad.

At least, he didn’t think he did. No one could really associate Seto Kaiba with any religion. Maybe atheism but even he knew that there was something greater then him out there. He’s happy with how he stood in this city of Domino.

Often, he would see little girls and boys dressed in white come in from time to time. They pretended to ignore the brunet who stared at them constantly. Not from fear, but more of pride, he gathered.

He never attended a service. From what he read on the bulletin board they had outside, their ceremonies were always during inhumane hours of the morning. Even if he wanted to, he wouldn’t attend one. Not especially where he could be seen.

Mokuba knew of these escapes and would keep to himself when people would ask for him during his disappearance.

He didn’t think that anyone would want to talk to him for about a couple of hours. Either way, he felt happy that his brother would keep that little secret for him.

He sighed once more as he closed his eyes. This time, he heard some faint singing in the background somewhere. He might be a harsh judge of character, but he could tell that the singers sang from the bottom of their hearts to the top of their souls.

This was when he felt truly relaxed.

There was something about this place that not only drew him there, but he felt safe. He felt that nothing bad could leave him. That might be hypocritical to say since he doesn’t believe in all that Egyptian crap the Nerd Squad would talk to him about too much.

Seto opened his eyes. He just had to think of them, didn’t he? He took a deep breath, something he learned throughout the years to do when he felt himself getting angry, and let it out.

They weren’t on his mind anymore.

Unfortunately, that was when he heard the large door being shut - the empty hall made it echo. He had to look back to see who it was.

“There,” said the blond. “That ought to keep those pricks out of there. They wouldn’t dare to come in here!”

Seto glared as he covered his face in hope that the annoying blond wouldn’t see him.

He knew that the people glared at him extremely hard for daring to interrupt their precious prayers whilst the leaders just glanced at him with annoyance.

“Oh,” he said stupidly, “sorry about that!” He laughed nervously to emphasize his apology. Seto slowly put his hands down in hopes that maybe the blond didn’t see him; that hope was shattered. “Hey Moneybags, what are you doing in here?”

It surprised him so much that he involuntarily jumped from surprise that his voice was so near. He glanced up with his trademark glare etched on his face once more to see a smiling Jounouchi.

“Why the hell are you so happy, mutt?” he harshly whispered. The blond moved inside the row and took the liberty of the empty seat next to the brunet.

“No reason, just happy to be alive,” he casually said as he tossed himself to lean back and placed a leg over the other. He put his arms over his head and gave Seto a wink. He didn’t say anything but merely nodded. The glare didn’t leave. He wished that the mutt wasn’t here so he could just sit there in peace; but he wouldn’t because he had an abnormal attachment to him as of late. “So, what are you doing in a place like this? Don’t you rich people have a church up there? Or are they really that annoying?”

“I don’t have to answer that,” he whispered back. “Will you please be quiet? As much as I enjoy smelling fresh garbage and who knows what else, I really don’t want to hear you speak.”

”Oh, I get it. You’re religious, Kaiba? I never thought you would be. I always thought you were atheist at least.”

“Why do you care whether or not I’m atheist?”

Jounouchi shrugged. “I’m just trying to spark up conversation. No need to be snippy.”

Finally the blond shut his trap. Though it was odd, the current scene was. The brunet felt something at the bottom of his gut that he wasn’t familiar with. It wasn’t indigestion from the blond’s smells. He was used to it.

He glanced at the other to see if he had fell asleep but was shocked to see that he hadn’t. In fact he stared at the painted glass with a hopeful expression. He felt warm then. Like his heart was an oven that had a baked good in it.

It was then he saw cuts, bruises, and even a black eye on the blond’s face. He got even more irritated, but he wasn’t sure why.

“What happened?”

The blond turned to him. “What happened what?”

“Your face. What happened to it? It’s uglier then usual.”

He smirked. “Ah, those pricks outside? They ganged up on me after I punched their leader down.”

”You’re an idiot. You just don’t punch people.”

“Hey, they were picking on Yuugi again. Punks.”

“I see.”

“So tell me the truth, Kaiba. Why are you down here? I’m being serious now.”

“That’s none of your business. In fact, I was just leaving.” He got up and Jou got up with him. “Why are you following me?”

“Well, it’s dinnertime and I’m hungry.”

“That doesn’t mean I’m taking you at all.”

“Sure you are Kaiba. I can see you’re worried about a mutt like me.” He laughed and pointed to himself proudly.

He paused and grabbed the other’s hand and dragged him out of the church.

The blond laughed as hard as he could as the two made their way out. The chauffeur had appeared and bowed as his master went inside with a laughing blond man. This was strange, but if he was wise, he wouldn’t ask any questions.

After he closed the door, Seto growled.

“Stop laughing! What’s so humorous about this? You nearly embarrassed me in there! I can’t go anywhere now! Thanks a lot!” He ranted as he glanced out the window with an angry expression on his face.

After he calmed down a bit, he sighed. “Wow, dramatize it much? They’re used to much worse. I think you meant to say, Kaiba.” Seto glanced at him and nearly snarled. He was about to say something with Jou kissed him on his cheek. “You can’t go anywhere without me.”

The rest of the trip to the restaurant and the mansion was extremely awkward for Seto. Perhaps he needed to visit that church more often.

Chapter One - Chapter Three

community: 50scenes, series: yuugioh, rating: pg-13

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