Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. If I did, Tea wouldn't exist and Seto and Joey would be together. I would give the Yamis their own bodies and put them with their hikaris also. (I'm quite the yaoi fan, sorry!) Also, the song is 'Behind Blue Eyes' by Limp Bizkit, and not mine.

Key:

/../ = Seto's thoughts.

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flasbackflashbackflashback = flashbacks (kinda obvious!)

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Behind Blue Eyes

Seto sat in the largest tree in the park. This was his haven his hideaway from work, from people, from reality. He loved this place for two reasons; hardly anyone gave the tree a second glance, so it was a perfect hideout, and because he had the perfect view over the park

Today was raining, but that's how this brunette liked it. That meant that no one would be outside and that he would be alone. Seto liked to get away from everything, but this was the only place where he could think about things, without constant interruptions. His employees were forever interrupting his thinking time with schedules that he didn't want to follow, meetings he didn't want to attend and deadlines that he didn't want to meet.

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No one knows what it's like

To be the bad man

To be the sad man

Behind blue eyes

And no one knows

What it's like to be hated

To be faded to telling only lies

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And when there wasn't work, there was school. People stared at him in awe at his looks, his talent as a duellist, or some in fear of his mood for which he was well known. The cold-hearted CEO of KaibaCorp with only a loving glance, if you could call it that, towards his little brother, Mokuba. He didn't want to be cruel to people, that wasn't his nature, but years of neglect and mistreatings from his guardian taught him that no one could be trusted or kept close. Only Mokuba was allowed to see the real Seto, he could be trusted, he cared about Seto, and the feeling was returned.

Seto was able to keep a cool front in front of everyone, no one was able to rattle him, except for one person. Seto looked down from his perch to see a blonde youth walking towards the deserted playground / ..speak of the devil... But what's he doing here? / Even through the rain, Seto could easily make out the bruises scattered over Joey Wheeler's face as he walked over to the swings and listened as Joey replayed a scene from his mind out loud, bringing back some, not so pleasant, memories of Seto's own.

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As my conscious seems to be

I have hours, only lonely

My love is vengeance

That's never free

No one knows what its like

To feel these feelings

Like I do, and I blame you!

No one bites back as hard

On their anger

None of my pain, woe

Can show through

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"Can we go and play on the swings sir?" A young blue-eyed brunette asked his tall guardian whilst clinging onto the hand of an even younger child with black, spiky hair.

"No, now get back inside the limousine, I have work to do and you need to study." The man retreated to the long, black vehicle and motioned for the children to follow him. They entered the car, the seven-year old elder brother staring angrily at their leader.

"Why can't we play? I study twice as hard as any other children my age and am clever enough." The man recoiled at the child's words of ignorance.

"How dare you speak to me like that? You imputent child! You are not smart and you will study hard to become a good heir to this company!" Gozaburo's eyes started to burn with anger and a vein started to pop in his neck.

"If I'm not smarter than you, how did I beat you at that game of chess which forced you to adopt us-" This statement was soon ended as the man slapped the child's face harshly, causing him to be flung to the other side of the limo, and for the child's four-year old brother to cry out for his brother.

"Never talk back to me again. From now on, no play time ever for you; never mind now."

Seto's eyes brimmed with tears, but he wouldn't let them fall for this man, not even when Mokuba scrambled over to him, trying to tend to Seto's, now bruised, cheek.

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But my dreams they aren't as empty

As my conscious seems to be

I have hours, only lonely

My love is vengeance

That's never free

No one knows what its like

To feel these feelings

Like I do, and I blame you!

No one bites back as hard

On their anger

None of my pain, woe

Can show through

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Seto shook his head and looked down to see Joey wipe something away from his face. /What could that be? A tear?/ Seto was answered by a drop of something cold and looked up to the sky. /Idiot. It's raining. That must be it. He never cries, at least, I don't think he does. I've insulted him nearly every day and he's never cried. Maybe he keeps it inside. Maybe we're not so different./

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Discover l.i.m.p. say it [x4]

No one knows what its like

To be mistreated, to be defeated

Behind blue eyes

No one know how to say

That they're sorry and don't worry

I'm not telling lies

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/What's he saying? That annoying swing, SHUT UP! / Just then, the brunette's ward moved to the see saw from the, now silent, swing and began to move up and down. /What's with him? He was moving so stiffly.. / Then, Seto recalled Joey's memory and paled. /Again, maybe, no, it couldn't be. How does he put up with it? All this time, I mean, at least Gozaburo is gone.. I wonder how long it's been going on.. I'd never guess, I mean, this is the mutt we're talking about, he's always happy, isn't he? /

/Maybe I should try to talk to him./ Seto chuckled ironically. /We have a lot in common when you think about it -/ But Seto's thoughts were interrupted when a sound was heard from below him. A sad, hollow giggle bubbled from the earth beneath him. /What's that? It can't be.can it? / Seto looked at Joey and found his frame wracked with hysterical laughter that seemed so, out of character for Joey, for anyone, it was inhumane.

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But my dreams they aren't as empty

As my conscious seems to be

I have hours, only lonely

My love is vengeance

That's never free

No one knows what its like

To feel these feelings

Like I do, and I blame you!

No one bites back as hard

On their anger

None of my pain woe

Can show through

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Just then, the sun decided to make it's entrance and seemed to surround Joey and make all his afflictions disappear, making him look, in a word, perfect. But Seto watched as Joey was tainted again as he raising his hands to the brightness and hissed at it, as if trying to make it leave. / A growl would be more appropriate.. Oh well, here goes. /

Just as Seto started to make his way down the tree towards the blonde, a high-pitched squeal entered his world that was previously devoid of all but one battered teen.

"Hey, Joey! What are you doing out here? You weren't sitting in the rain were you?" Seto sighed and scrambled back up the tree and turned to see a seemingly happy blonde answer the call, then cringe afterwards. /Maybe everyone has masks, not just me.. / He watched the blonde saunter over to his friends and wondered why they couldn't see the bruises and scars that covered his body.

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No one knows what its like

To be the bad man, to be the sad man

Behind blue eyes.

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From then on, Seto's daily tortures of Joey seemed to decrease, until the two eventually seemed to get along. They talked about the troubles of being elder siblings to eternally hyper children and the things they had in common. Yet one of the now inseparable pair knew that they had more in common than they wished to admit to themselves, to the world.

The end.

This is the end of this now. I have finished and will add no more. (Wow. my first complete fic that is more than one chappie.wow!).

Look, I know that that was really crappy and that the song didn't go, but I loved the song and thought of Seto and wanted to do a songfic with him and this song. Sorry.

Reviewers:

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Calcifer: Thank you for the compliments, and your stories are great! I shall help you if you are desperate enough for my help, as I am new to the whole writing business (As you can tell) and am extremely inexperienced at this time. I suggest you read some of Misura's fanfictions as they are very angsty and amazingly good.

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Dedication:

This fic is dedicated to DBZHobbit, as she is my inseparable partner who has stuck beside me for the entirety of our knowing each other. She is my best mate and has always been there for me. This is just a note to remind her that I shall always be there for her also.

Rachie xXx