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Disclaimer: However sad it may be * sniffles * I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of the charries T.T
Kaiba sat outside on his balcony late into the night as he ran a shaky hand down the side of his sweat-drenched face and shivered. Five months. That's how long it had been. Five long, long months. The dreams had started then. Each of them basically the same with a little twist each time. This one had just been like all the others, and it had the same feeling that came with it too. That sickly sweet feeling that was comforting and frightening at the exact same time as the repetitive play had repeated itself once more on this night.
Walking inside once again he climbed into his bed slowly and pulled the sheets back over. Get through this night. That's all he had to focus on. One night at a time. Get through this one, then the next, and then the next. Take each one individually and then it didn't seem too bad. So all he had to do was sleep through the rest of this night, and then in the morning it would all be forgotten and he wouldn't need to worry anymore.
With his eyes beginning to flicker slowly shut he settled his breath into the soft rhythmic pattern of sleep as he let his muscles relax again and his thoughts take their own paths once more.
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The sun shining in his eyes was what woke Seto up that morning. Placing an arm over his head to block the pestering rays he threw his sheets off of him and slunked over to his dresser where he opened the drawers and grabbed his outfit for the day. Black pants, black sleeveless shirt, and to top it off a silver chain and some black leather wrist guards.
Glancing over at the clock he then grabbed his cell phone out of his trench and shoved it into his back pocket before he headed on his way downstairs. Saturday, Seto's absolute least favorite day, and to top it all off it was summer. Yes summer had come to rear its ugly head in the Kaiba mansion. And Seto was not enjoying one minute of it.
The worst part about summer was that he could finish his work in a couple of hours, and then he would have the rest of the day ahead of him to deal with. So he'd decided to basically stick to the schedule he had during the school year, start work at three, and end it at six. But that still meant he had to find something else to do with himself.
The first two weeks after school had been let out were essentially spent exhausting all the supplies the mansion had to offer. Kaiba has combed the library through and also set up a good number of alternate duel-monster decks that could be used, and that was basically it. In the more current weeks he'd taken up the habit of walking. There wasn't much else he COULD do, and the quiet time in the fresh air he found was actually doing him some good.
So that's what he set out to do this morning. When he'd gone down the stairs he'd found Mokuba loyally glued to his cartoon shows the only reason why he would be up before eight on a Saturday. Rolling his eyes slightly Seto leaned over the back of the couch and ruffled the scruffy mane that Mokuba was slowly regaining.
"I'm going out for a walk, okay kiddo?"
The younger leaned his head back to stare up at the face of his big brother. "You're gonna be back in time for our game right?"
Kaiba nodded and ruffled the hair again before sliding off the back of the couch and calling behind him. "Wouldn't miss it. Back in a while, later."
That was another thing Seto had picked up a few months back. Every day he would play some sort of a game or another with Mokuba. Generally they ended up with chess, or duel-monsters, but there was always the occasional Scrabble of Battleship thrown into the mix.
Opening the car door he climbed in and started driving towards where he was going to take his hike today. There were a few good places he'd found in the area, some woods with trails cut through them, but today he was just going to go through the park.
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Kaiba strolled on the outer rim of the baseball field and looked through the mesh fencing until he found an opening and stepped through as he went to sit on the bleachers and watch the various groups of people in the area. It was now almost eleven and the sun was well up into the sky, so the amount of people in the park had been steadily growing and there were quite a few.
Seto's gaze ran over a small group of kids forming up teams on the diamond and he smiled as his mind began to wander.
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"Hey can we play?" A seven-year-old Seto walked up with a very small Mokuba towing along behind him with a firm grasp onto his brother's hand.
The other kid who was about the same age as Seto shrugged. "Only one of ya can, otherwise we'd have an uneven number. Why don't you leave him on the bench." He pointed to Mokuba and then looked back up at Seto. "You can play shortstop for us."
Seto shook his head though and pushed Mokuba forward. "Oh no, that's okay. I'll watch. Mokuba will play instead." He gave his younger brother a gentle shove and smiled down at him, reassuring him that he really didn't mind sitting, and then he made his way over to the bench and sat down as the game started going into play.
After a couple of innings had passed through Seto felt a large baseball cap fall onto his head backwards and it was given a playful tug.
"What are you doing sitting over here all by yourself?"
With a smile Seto lifted the cap off of his eyes and stared at his father next to him. "They didn't have enough room for both of us so I let Mokuba go." He shrugged. "It's fine." Turning his head back he pointed at his grinning little brother who was poised and ready to run on first base. "Lookit how happy he is."
Seto's father shook his head and chuckled as he yanked the cap back over his eldest son's eyes. "Come on then. Up with you. We can't let Mokuba have all the fun."
Seto had his father's arm wrap around his middle and lift him off the bench where he carried him over to a spot further down the field where they had dumped the blanket and other such things for the day. After being dumped down onto the grass Seto watched as his dad pulled two gloves and a baseball.
Chucking the oversized glove to his son Seto's father smiled and fit his own glove on. Then walking over a few feet away he waited until Seto got up and stood a few feet away before throwing the ball in his direction.
Catching the ball a big smile grew onto the young one's feature and he laughed as he threw it back. His father caught it in return and threw it again. Then as he caught what was thrown back to him by Seto again he opened his mouth.
"Yo Kaiba! Heads up!"
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Kaiba snapped back into reality as the strange voice came out of his father, just in time to see the baseball coming straight for his face, and then his world went black.
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"Hellooooooo, anybody in there?"
A whispered comment came from somewhere off in the distance. "Joey, your aim sucks."
Another female voice chimed in. "Not like yours is any better."
"At least I got it NEAR the person."
"I had to run like ten feet to catch your pass."
"Well I still didn't hit anybody."
The first voice butted in. "Shut up you guys, I think he's coming around."
Seto's eye flickered open slowly and a blurry image of the blonde appeared in his vision and he sat up. Immediately afterwards a throbbing pain entered his head and he put a hand against it and stared at the three people huddled around him. Joey in the foremost position with Tea and Tristan slightly behind.
"What happened?"
Tristan smirked and pointed his thumb at his friend. "Mr. Genius here whacked you in the face with a baseball."
Joey glared at him. "I didn't MEAN to!"
"Suuuuuuure."
Joey sent another glare in his direction and then turned back to Kaiba. "You alright dude?"
Seto slowly rose to his feet and leaned against the bleachers, which he had been moved off of. Narrowing his eyes he still held a hand to his head as he stared at the blonde. "I'm fine you moron."
He got up from the kneel he had been in over Kaiba and turned on his heel huffily. "Geez, sorry for caring."
Tristan and Tea followed after him and left Seto to lean on the bleachers as he recovered himself.
After a few minutes the throbbing lessened so he left the spot and headed towards the other end of the park where he had put his car.
So that was the way things had settled. After the breakup everything had gradually settled back into being the way they had used to be. Kaiba had returned to his corner for the rest of the school year, the gang had gone back to ignoring him, and he had slowly adapted himself back into work mode. Of course there had been a few changes that couldn't be helped. Seto was no longer hated, and he didn't hate them in return. But that was essentially all that the feelings were, feelings of tolerance, not of acceptance. All emotions that used to have gone in Tea's directions had been successfully redirected towards Mokuba and work.
Ere go, that was how the game time had started each day.
Everything that had gone by in the months before was wiped from everybody's minds. As far as they were concerned it never happened. so there was no reason to ever bring it up again.
Over the summer there had been a few brief run-ins with each other, but they mostly went the way this last one had. Very short, very sweet, and generally with one of them just turning and leaving.
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Opening the door into the mansion with the soft thumping pain in his head still steadily working away Kaiba walked in and slumped down onto the couch next to Mokuba, who of course was still watching his cartoons since it wasn't quite yet twelve and they were still running.
Looking away for a moment Mokuba stared at his brother who was rubbing at the blueish-black mark growing in the middle of his forehead.
"What happened?"
Seto gave a small sigh and smirked. "Oh, just a reminder that baseballs don't belong in people's faces." He saw Mokuba's expression before more confused and he smiled. "Forget about it."
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Later that night Kaiba set out once again. He figured his walk earlier that day had been ruined, but there was no reason why he couldn't finish it now. He decided to opt for hiking through the woods instead of the park, since generally all the psychopaths decided to hang around there in large numbers once the sun went down.
At this point he was standing on a bridge with a wide shallow stream running below it. Seto leaned against the railing and closed is eyes as he let the night's sounds lull through his brain.
"I can give you wings, If you let me in, You can take my heart, I can cure your sins."
The soft musical hum reached Kaiba's ears and he opened his eyes to look for the person, but there was no one to be seen.
"You're the cookie on the sheet, Tender soft and oh so sweet, Left in the sun you crack and break, I know that there's too much to take."
Seto walked off the edge of the bridge and started down the course of the stream where he heard the voice trailing from.
"Alone you can not survive, But I'll take you in, You can take me heart, I can cure your sins."
'Who's singing that?' Still glancing around he looked for the person, but still there was no one.
"The wind of time wears hearts away, Tears the rugs and makes them fray, They can be sewn and put to mend, But all you needed was a friend."
The gentle melody continued echoing through the woods as he went further downstream.
"Don't shut your spirit out, I'll put it back in, You can take my heart, I can cure your sins."
He went further, still in search of the voice that was hauntingly drifting towards him.
"Sand is small and very frail, Tan and brown and oh so pale, Yet it conquers mountains large, Don't fight to much, let me take charge."
The voice decreased slightly in volume so Seto sped up his pace.
"Alone you are a fighter, But you need to let me in, You can take my heart, I can cure your sins."
It became quieter still and he made his feet move faster across the soil below.
"Stream and rivers ever flowing, On with life you are still rowing, Let me help and take you in, You can take my heart, I can cure your sins."
It became even softer and Kaiba broke out into a run in hopes a catching the voice before it disappeared all together.
"The past was forced behind you, But you miss it dear, Let me help you remember, Move over, let me steer."
Knocking twigs and branches out of his way he sprinted towards where the voice was coming from.
"You can take my heart, I can cure you sins, You can take my heart, Alone you can not win."
Seto broke out of the trees and found himself right on the edge of a cliff. Screeching to a halt and spraying rocks and loose soil in front of him just before he vaulted out over the jagged edge, he froze as he finally say the person causing the haunting melody. Standing as close to the edge as he dared, he stared at the girl skipping from rock to rock as she hummed the last few verses softly to herself as the moonlight played itself across the bubbling spring.
"You can take my heart, I trust in you, believe, You can take my heart, Look what we achieve. You can take my heart, We are not broken, You can take my heart, Forever take my heart."
Seto gazed down at her while she continued humming the enchanting tune as she made her way to the shore and sat down on the grass beside it with her back facing him. Slowly breaking from his trance he started climbing down the cliff face until he was able to jump the last bit. Then walking next to her as the surreal atmosphere with the moon and the opened glade played over his thoughts he slid down next to her without her noticing, and stared at the water just as she was, before speaking gently.
"That was a very nice song Tea."
((So how was that for chapter one? You likey? Hope so * crosses fingers * Just mentioning, I came up with the song lyrics all by myself, so I got claim to 'em ^_^ but okay, anyway, enough talk. I should be typing! Posting is probably gonna be going at a snails pace . Been kinda slow lately. but I'll go as fast as I can!. Later now! Review lots!))
Disclaimer: However sad it may be * sniffles * I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of the charries T.T
Kaiba sat outside on his balcony late into the night as he ran a shaky hand down the side of his sweat-drenched face and shivered. Five months. That's how long it had been. Five long, long months. The dreams had started then. Each of them basically the same with a little twist each time. This one had just been like all the others, and it had the same feeling that came with it too. That sickly sweet feeling that was comforting and frightening at the exact same time as the repetitive play had repeated itself once more on this night.
Walking inside once again he climbed into his bed slowly and pulled the sheets back over. Get through this night. That's all he had to focus on. One night at a time. Get through this one, then the next, and then the next. Take each one individually and then it didn't seem too bad. So all he had to do was sleep through the rest of this night, and then in the morning it would all be forgotten and he wouldn't need to worry anymore.
With his eyes beginning to flicker slowly shut he settled his breath into the soft rhythmic pattern of sleep as he let his muscles relax again and his thoughts take their own paths once more.
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The sun shining in his eyes was what woke Seto up that morning. Placing an arm over his head to block the pestering rays he threw his sheets off of him and slunked over to his dresser where he opened the drawers and grabbed his outfit for the day. Black pants, black sleeveless shirt, and to top it off a silver chain and some black leather wrist guards.
Glancing over at the clock he then grabbed his cell phone out of his trench and shoved it into his back pocket before he headed on his way downstairs. Saturday, Seto's absolute least favorite day, and to top it all off it was summer. Yes summer had come to rear its ugly head in the Kaiba mansion. And Seto was not enjoying one minute of it.
The worst part about summer was that he could finish his work in a couple of hours, and then he would have the rest of the day ahead of him to deal with. So he'd decided to basically stick to the schedule he had during the school year, start work at three, and end it at six. But that still meant he had to find something else to do with himself.
The first two weeks after school had been let out were essentially spent exhausting all the supplies the mansion had to offer. Kaiba has combed the library through and also set up a good number of alternate duel-monster decks that could be used, and that was basically it. In the more current weeks he'd taken up the habit of walking. There wasn't much else he COULD do, and the quiet time in the fresh air he found was actually doing him some good.
So that's what he set out to do this morning. When he'd gone down the stairs he'd found Mokuba loyally glued to his cartoon shows the only reason why he would be up before eight on a Saturday. Rolling his eyes slightly Seto leaned over the back of the couch and ruffled the scruffy mane that Mokuba was slowly regaining.
"I'm going out for a walk, okay kiddo?"
The younger leaned his head back to stare up at the face of his big brother. "You're gonna be back in time for our game right?"
Kaiba nodded and ruffled the hair again before sliding off the back of the couch and calling behind him. "Wouldn't miss it. Back in a while, later."
That was another thing Seto had picked up a few months back. Every day he would play some sort of a game or another with Mokuba. Generally they ended up with chess, or duel-monsters, but there was always the occasional Scrabble of Battleship thrown into the mix.
Opening the car door he climbed in and started driving towards where he was going to take his hike today. There were a few good places he'd found in the area, some woods with trails cut through them, but today he was just going to go through the park.
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Kaiba strolled on the outer rim of the baseball field and looked through the mesh fencing until he found an opening and stepped through as he went to sit on the bleachers and watch the various groups of people in the area. It was now almost eleven and the sun was well up into the sky, so the amount of people in the park had been steadily growing and there were quite a few.
Seto's gaze ran over a small group of kids forming up teams on the diamond and he smiled as his mind began to wander.
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"Hey can we play?" A seven-year-old Seto walked up with a very small Mokuba towing along behind him with a firm grasp onto his brother's hand.
The other kid who was about the same age as Seto shrugged. "Only one of ya can, otherwise we'd have an uneven number. Why don't you leave him on the bench." He pointed to Mokuba and then looked back up at Seto. "You can play shortstop for us."
Seto shook his head though and pushed Mokuba forward. "Oh no, that's okay. I'll watch. Mokuba will play instead." He gave his younger brother a gentle shove and smiled down at him, reassuring him that he really didn't mind sitting, and then he made his way over to the bench and sat down as the game started going into play.
After a couple of innings had passed through Seto felt a large baseball cap fall onto his head backwards and it was given a playful tug.
"What are you doing sitting over here all by yourself?"
With a smile Seto lifted the cap off of his eyes and stared at his father next to him. "They didn't have enough room for both of us so I let Mokuba go." He shrugged. "It's fine." Turning his head back he pointed at his grinning little brother who was poised and ready to run on first base. "Lookit how happy he is."
Seto's father shook his head and chuckled as he yanked the cap back over his eldest son's eyes. "Come on then. Up with you. We can't let Mokuba have all the fun."
Seto had his father's arm wrap around his middle and lift him off the bench where he carried him over to a spot further down the field where they had dumped the blanket and other such things for the day. After being dumped down onto the grass Seto watched as his dad pulled two gloves and a baseball.
Chucking the oversized glove to his son Seto's father smiled and fit his own glove on. Then walking over a few feet away he waited until Seto got up and stood a few feet away before throwing the ball in his direction.
Catching the ball a big smile grew onto the young one's feature and he laughed as he threw it back. His father caught it in return and threw it again. Then as he caught what was thrown back to him by Seto again he opened his mouth.
"Yo Kaiba! Heads up!"
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Kaiba snapped back into reality as the strange voice came out of his father, just in time to see the baseball coming straight for his face, and then his world went black.
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"Hellooooooo, anybody in there?"
A whispered comment came from somewhere off in the distance. "Joey, your aim sucks."
Another female voice chimed in. "Not like yours is any better."
"At least I got it NEAR the person."
"I had to run like ten feet to catch your pass."
"Well I still didn't hit anybody."
The first voice butted in. "Shut up you guys, I think he's coming around."
Seto's eye flickered open slowly and a blurry image of the blonde appeared in his vision and he sat up. Immediately afterwards a throbbing pain entered his head and he put a hand against it and stared at the three people huddled around him. Joey in the foremost position with Tea and Tristan slightly behind.
"What happened?"
Tristan smirked and pointed his thumb at his friend. "Mr. Genius here whacked you in the face with a baseball."
Joey glared at him. "I didn't MEAN to!"
"Suuuuuuure."
Joey sent another glare in his direction and then turned back to Kaiba. "You alright dude?"
Seto slowly rose to his feet and leaned against the bleachers, which he had been moved off of. Narrowing his eyes he still held a hand to his head as he stared at the blonde. "I'm fine you moron."
He got up from the kneel he had been in over Kaiba and turned on his heel huffily. "Geez, sorry for caring."
Tristan and Tea followed after him and left Seto to lean on the bleachers as he recovered himself.
After a few minutes the throbbing lessened so he left the spot and headed towards the other end of the park where he had put his car.
So that was the way things had settled. After the breakup everything had gradually settled back into being the way they had used to be. Kaiba had returned to his corner for the rest of the school year, the gang had gone back to ignoring him, and he had slowly adapted himself back into work mode. Of course there had been a few changes that couldn't be helped. Seto was no longer hated, and he didn't hate them in return. But that was essentially all that the feelings were, feelings of tolerance, not of acceptance. All emotions that used to have gone in Tea's directions had been successfully redirected towards Mokuba and work.
Ere go, that was how the game time had started each day.
Everything that had gone by in the months before was wiped from everybody's minds. As far as they were concerned it never happened. so there was no reason to ever bring it up again.
Over the summer there had been a few brief run-ins with each other, but they mostly went the way this last one had. Very short, very sweet, and generally with one of them just turning and leaving.
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Opening the door into the mansion with the soft thumping pain in his head still steadily working away Kaiba walked in and slumped down onto the couch next to Mokuba, who of course was still watching his cartoons since it wasn't quite yet twelve and they were still running.
Looking away for a moment Mokuba stared at his brother who was rubbing at the blueish-black mark growing in the middle of his forehead.
"What happened?"
Seto gave a small sigh and smirked. "Oh, just a reminder that baseballs don't belong in people's faces." He saw Mokuba's expression before more confused and he smiled. "Forget about it."
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Later that night Kaiba set out once again. He figured his walk earlier that day had been ruined, but there was no reason why he couldn't finish it now. He decided to opt for hiking through the woods instead of the park, since generally all the psychopaths decided to hang around there in large numbers once the sun went down.
At this point he was standing on a bridge with a wide shallow stream running below it. Seto leaned against the railing and closed is eyes as he let the night's sounds lull through his brain.
"I can give you wings, If you let me in, You can take my heart, I can cure your sins."
The soft musical hum reached Kaiba's ears and he opened his eyes to look for the person, but there was no one to be seen.
"You're the cookie on the sheet, Tender soft and oh so sweet, Left in the sun you crack and break, I know that there's too much to take."
Seto walked off the edge of the bridge and started down the course of the stream where he heard the voice trailing from.
"Alone you can not survive, But I'll take you in, You can take me heart, I can cure your sins."
'Who's singing that?' Still glancing around he looked for the person, but still there was no one.
"The wind of time wears hearts away, Tears the rugs and makes them fray, They can be sewn and put to mend, But all you needed was a friend."
The gentle melody continued echoing through the woods as he went further downstream.
"Don't shut your spirit out, I'll put it back in, You can take my heart, I can cure your sins."
He went further, still in search of the voice that was hauntingly drifting towards him.
"Sand is small and very frail, Tan and brown and oh so pale, Yet it conquers mountains large, Don't fight to much, let me take charge."
The voice decreased slightly in volume so Seto sped up his pace.
"Alone you are a fighter, But you need to let me in, You can take my heart, I can cure your sins."
It became quieter still and he made his feet move faster across the soil below.
"Stream and rivers ever flowing, On with life you are still rowing, Let me help and take you in, You can take my heart, I can cure your sins."
It became even softer and Kaiba broke out into a run in hopes a catching the voice before it disappeared all together.
"The past was forced behind you, But you miss it dear, Let me help you remember, Move over, let me steer."
Knocking twigs and branches out of his way he sprinted towards where the voice was coming from.
"You can take my heart, I can cure you sins, You can take my heart, Alone you can not win."
Seto broke out of the trees and found himself right on the edge of a cliff. Screeching to a halt and spraying rocks and loose soil in front of him just before he vaulted out over the jagged edge, he froze as he finally say the person causing the haunting melody. Standing as close to the edge as he dared, he stared at the girl skipping from rock to rock as she hummed the last few verses softly to herself as the moonlight played itself across the bubbling spring.
"You can take my heart, I trust in you, believe, You can take my heart, Look what we achieve. You can take my heart, We are not broken, You can take my heart, Forever take my heart."
Seto gazed down at her while she continued humming the enchanting tune as she made her way to the shore and sat down on the grass beside it with her back facing him. Slowly breaking from his trance he started climbing down the cliff face until he was able to jump the last bit. Then walking next to her as the surreal atmosphere with the moon and the opened glade played over his thoughts he slid down next to her without her noticing, and stared at the water just as she was, before speaking gently.
"That was a very nice song Tea."
((So how was that for chapter one? You likey? Hope so * crosses fingers * Just mentioning, I came up with the song lyrics all by myself, so I got claim to 'em ^_^ but okay, anyway, enough talk. I should be typing! Posting is probably gonna be going at a snails pace . Been kinda slow lately. but I'll go as fast as I can!. Later now! Review lots!))