Book Of One-Shots (Requests Open)

Ssuto - Snapped

Hey, quick little A/N I promise it won't be long, but I just wanted to say sorry I haven't been updating a lot on here as much as I should, and you guys and girls have been so nice and patient with me, and so understanding about what's been going on, just wanted to say thank you so, so much, and I'll try my best to write those requested oneshots :)

~Seto's POV~

It was like living a nightmare...one minute we were all just playing a video game, laughing, making jokes, and taking turns with the remotes... Then the next minute, it turned into a horror movie.

Everything was normal as usual, nothing or no one seemed, odd. Ian was smiling and laughing while playing against Mitch. I was sitting on the couch, quietly reading a book before I hear cheers and yells of anger, looking up I saw Mitch had won their game.

"You cheated, I want a rematch!" Ian yelled.

Ian had been acting different all week, but today I thought he was acting pretty normal up to this point. He never ever gets mad when losing, he's usually pretty respectful and nice about it.

"Cheated? I won fair and square, I'm just more skilled than you." Mitch tells him.

No one expected it, but Ian kind of just snaps and grabs the TV before lifting it up and throwing it right at Mitch. Everyone jumps up and away from him, Jerome more concerned about Mitch who was knocked over by the TV.
I would go into more detail about what happens next, but I kind of blacked out through most of it, shock mostly.

Mitch was the first to go...

Then Jerome since he was trying to help his friend.

Adam was next, only trying to calm the situation down.

Jason, sweet innocent Jason, trying to help his friends. During his fight with Ian, he accidentally grabs his glasses and tears them off.

Ian didn't like this.

Quentin was next after that, I watched helplessly as Ian snaps his neck while he was checking to see if the others were alive.

At this point, I was freaking out, my whole body was shaking, and I was hyperventilating... I didn't know what to do, everything was happening too fast.

Ian looks over at Ty and goes towards him, that's when I decide to do something. I run over and pull on Ian's arm, trying to stop him, "Ty run!" I yell, but he doesn't listen.

Ian growls before pushing me away, my back slammed into a wall, dazed and confused, I fall to the floor, my back sliding against the wall behind me.

All I remember next is Ty on the floor with blood everywhere, he looks at me before Ian brings down Jerome's axe on his head. Blood splatters on him...

At that point, I had a choice...either play dead and have a chance he'll just walk away, or get up and fight back. I fall over before he sees me and close my eyes, holding my breath as I feel his stare on me. It doesn't take long as I hear him slowly walk away into the darkness of the house. Using the wall, I push myself up and walk over to Ty, looking around at the others as I get down on my knees. They're all dead. They're dead...they're gone...

I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings, because before I knew it, a knife is held to my throat, and an arm is wrapped around my waist. I tense up, thoughts racing, my arms were free to do whatever, but I had a feeling if I did anything then that knife would quickly kill me. I give up, looking down at Ian's hand that's around my waist, I slowly place my hand over his and close my eyes and wait. But nothing happens. Suddenly, the knife is hesitantly moved away from my neck and placed on the floor, Ian wraps both arms around my waist and pulls me closer to him. I want to say something but I'm too afraid.

Ian moves one of his hands up to my hood and starts petting my head, I make the mistake of purring. (Seto's a cat hybrid in this okay? By now you should expect him to be...Cat Seto is adorable okay!) Ian immediately squeezes me before falling backwards on the floor, taking me with him. Both of his hands holding me there, one around my waist, the other still petting my head. His hand around my waist starts rubbing my stomach. Soon, all this petting makes me tired yet I was too scared at the time to close my eyes. My arms were still free, moving my hand just a little, I hit something and slowly turn my head slightly to see what it is. The knife that Ian set down was laying there, my hand over the handle as I stared. I quickly looked back up at the ceiling so Ian doesn't notice, my hand gripping the handle of the knife. I can hear my heart beating rapidly in my chest, trying to keep calm as I made a decision.

In the end, I couldn't do it.

I sigh and let it go, my hand just laying there with the knife beside it. I frown and move my hand towards Ian's though as the one on my stomach starts moving downward...I place my hand over his and move it back up to my stomach area. (And that my friends is the closest you'll get to smut in my writing...unless I get more comfortable with writing it which I don't see happening 0_0 for multiple reasons.) Soon, I find it harder to keep my eyes open, I only want to close my eyes for a minute but as soon as my eyes close I end of falling asleep.

I sit up quickly and look around, I'm in my room, in my bed...was that all a dream? Only one way to find out...

I crawl out of bed and clumsily walk towards my door, the light from the hallway hurting my eyes as I opened the door and stepped out. It's uncomfortably quiet, it's never quiet in this house and that worried me. I peeked around the corner slowly, Ian was in the kitchen like he normally is in the morning, but no body else was here. There's no blood, no bodies, no nothing. I step into view and Ian notices me immediately. Ian comes up to me, he seems a bit jumpy, his glasses are back on, but he looks like a mess. His hair is flying everywhere like he didn't bother to brush it or even look at it, he's nervously looking around frantically, twitching, and he looks tired.
Ian grabs my hand and pulls me into the kitchen, "I made breakfast, you like pancakes right? Pancakes are, good, you like them right?" He grabs my shoulders and pushes me down into a chair.

I look around slightly confused, everything looks just like it did yesterday, clean too...like a perfectionist placed everything where it had to be and didn't stop till it was perfect.

"Where is everyone?" I ask.

Ian ignores my question and brings over a plate full of pancakes, placing it down in front of me. I now noticed how the table was set. For two people, everything looked obsessively placed, nothing out of order.

"Ian..." I look up at him as he stared down at me with a wide grin, slightly twitching, "What happened yesterday...why didn't you kill me?"

Ian frowns, "He didn't want to."

"Who Ian?" I ask, standing up as he turns away from me.

"I-I can't do this anymore, I just can't." He mumbles, one hand on the wall as he leans slightly towards it.

"What are you-"

"H-He's driving me insane...I can't sleep. I just can't. I can't..." He says quickly.

He's twitching like crazy and shaking, "Ian, maybe you should sit down." I gently grab his arm.

"I didn't do it, I swear. He was mad, I couldn't stop him, I didn't do it." He continues to mumble as I lead him over to the couch.

As soon as he sits down, he grabs me and pulls me on top of him, he turns his body so he's laying down, my head laying on his chest. I try to get up and away from him, but his grip just tightens every time, which slightly starts to hurt my sides. One of his arms let's go, his other still holding me down as he pets my head again, I give up and just relax, soon falling asleep.

Part 2 sometime maybe? :3 I really love this ship, sorry...