A/N: Bianca here. I am announcing I am leaving FanFiction . . . . somewhat. Well, ISHC is over. Forever from me. I'll have anyone continue it with my permission. And give me credit for being the original author. The most you'll get from me is one shots like this. I'm sorry but I just can't break this block. I can start stories but I can never finish them. I deeply apologize. And I made this in like twenty minutes so . . . yeah. You're still free to review.
"You evil, bitter, loathsome idiot! How dare you ridicule my family?" Serenity shouted angrily as she glared at him.
"Yell all you want but it will not affect my opinion." Seto said coolly as he stood and watched her temper tantrum amused.
"Y-You promised you give him some respect! F-For me!" she stuttered out as she tumbled backwards to the door.
"Well, I never go back on my word unless the circumstances change." Seto said standing his ground against the broken girl. "And I go back on my word."
"You mean you wanna break up because you have no respect for the dead?" Serenity exclaimed shocked.
"It seems that way." he said smugly as she ran towards the door.
"I hate you, Seto Kaiba!" she shouted as she slammed that upon her exit.
Hours later, Seto began felling remorseful about what happened earlier between him and Serenity. He was acting petty. He tried to sleep but it escaped him. He decided to call her on her cell phone but all he got was his voicemail. He attempted to go to sleep again but yet again, it rejected him. He got up from his bed and threw on a pair of jeans and a white tee. He grabbed the keys to his motorcycle. He drove through the streets of the bad part of Domino which took at least an hour. He arrived in Serenity's neighborhood, he saw an ambulance and police cars blaring. He drove closer and overhead some policemen.
"17 year old girl. Japanese. Cause of death was assumed drunk driving when we found three bottles of vodka in the backseat . . ."
"No way." Seto whispered as he jumped of his bike and crossed the police tape. He saw the one he loved most in the car. She didn't have a scratch on his face but her body took a beating. In her hand was a small piece of paper. He took it from her hand before he was pulled away. When he was put behind the tape again he read the bloodstained paper. She obviously wrote it when she was still sober.
Dear Seto,
I shouldn't have overreacted. I know Joey's death was sudden but I shouldn't have taken it out on you. Can we get back together?
Love,
Serenity
She had felt a needless regret. It was his entire fault. Not hers. And he knew it. He dropped to his knees and began doing something he'd never done before. Cry.