Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Yu-Gi-Oh!, however, I own Kimi Ankerya, my OC.
Second wife
Being Seto Kaiba's lawfully wedded wife is a privilege. It is meant for a lifetime, there will be no divorce, no public arguments. Ever. It's perfect and flawless just like the man named Seto Kaiba himself.
So why am I, the only person who would ever get this blessing, so gloomy? Why am I depressed at hearing my husband's deep voice moaning with such immense pleasure? Why does it make my eyes water, why does my heart ache so much?
I first met him when I was still a young teenager, attending Domino High School. Mokuba and I were best friends since junior high, and we both visited each other a lot. Meeting Seto was the first miracle of my life. I knew I was lost, and nothing could save me from those enticing blue eyes. He acted coldly towards me of course, but from what Mokuba told me, I could tell that he was a gentle and caring man deep inside.
Thanks to a quite disturbing incident that I would rather not elaborate on right now, I gained his trust, and slowly, I was sucked into their life, being almost like another sibling to them. Soon, I moved into their home, and my life was beautiful, I was next to my best friend, and the man I loved.
It was about two years ago that I found out that Seto was secretly crushing on someone. Call me stupid, but I loved him enough to let him go. I even helped him overcome his problems about being gay, assuring him, that nothing would change about us. He was glad, I could tell, and soon got together with the other boy. About a year ago, he wanted to talk to me, and I was sure it was something serious.
I never thought he would ask me that question, but after he explained it to me, I understood, and accepted. You see, he asked me if I would be his wife. He said that I could have affairs with anyone, if I keep it securely as a secret, but he needs a steady background for his reputation in business. I understood, and with all my love for him, I accepted.
Ever since I married him, I never cheated on him. Ever. No man could ever make me fall so deep. Of course, he doesn't know. How would he? He's always occupied with his company, or his lover. Jounouchi Katsuya, the man that stole Seto Kaiba's heart.
I don't hate him. I never could. Oh, yes, I am jealous, my soul is burning with envy, but whenever I see Seto's smile as he hugs him, I just don't have the heart to hate him. In fact, seeing my love so happy makes me smile too. A sad smile, but still a genuine smile.
Right now, I sit here on the floor, next to his bedroom. Not ours, his. Or, perhaps it's better to say, their. I never shared my bed with him. I am still as untouched as I was when I was born. I am forever trapped in my cloister of love.
Hearing his moans, and the mumbled love promises in the silence of the night, I feel the pieces of my shattered heart break once more. Maybe I'm a masochist, who knows. But when I enter the kitchen each morning and see Seto eating breakfast with a smile on his lips, I can't help but thank Jou for making my husband a happy man. At those times, I usually skip the meal and just watch him from over my mug of coffee. Anything that makes him content makes me content too. Wounded, but content.
Last year's Christmas, I will never forget, we all spent the evening together, chatting, laughing, and even playing a board game. That was the first time I've heard Seto's beautiful laugh, but to my sadness, it wasn't me who caused his mirth. Mokuba was there with his girlfriend, Rebecca, and I felt very out of place. After a few hours of playing, I excused myself, and left the living room. Seto would never know how I wept myself to sleep that night. I have no understanding company in my sorrow, only deep, stabbing silence, that seems to be mocking my foolish heart.
I think Mokuba suspects. I can't hide anything from him for too long, we've known each other far too long for that. But even though he's my best friend, he can't help me either. He could only pity me, and nod to my complaints. Even if that would make me feel slightly better, it would also fill me with deep, bitter shame, and as the wife of Seto Kaiba, I cannot allow that. I have my own pride, and for my love's sake, I will keep my head high in my misery.
Being Seto Kaiba's wife is a privilege. It is full of passion, and gentle care, because under the shell of an icy businessman, Seto Kaiba is a tender lover.
But being his second wife… is just too painful for a heart full of love.
THE ENDA/N: So why is it worthy for her? Find out in the last chapter, Second best thing, which will be up as soon as I get 5 reviews! So please, review, will you?