Thinking Back

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Diclaimer: HATE these, still. Guess what? I *still* don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! Just like the rest of us! Surprise, surprise.

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A/N: I got bored, and decided, 'Hey! I feel like writing a fic with Noa!' then, no plot came to mind after racking my useless brain, so, I thought, 'A Noa POV, then! On random cool stuff he's done to piss people off! Yeah, that'll do. At least I still have the thrill of getting reviews. Joy.'. So, here is mindless boredom, in Noa POV.

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I had just stared at him. Seto, that is. When he fell down. I almost started laughing my ass off right there, after hearing that painful noise he made when he fell flat on his stomach. But, as I am remotely dignified, I decided against such an act. At the time, of course. I still laugh. In spite of people. Mostly Seto, though. Ooh, he's just so fun to piss off.

"Kisama...."He had growled at me. Maybe he could see that I had just been about to laugh. I did kinda have that look on my face. Or, you know, it could have been the fact that his cute little brother, Mokuba, had been cowering from him behind me.

I just grinned. I felt like saying, "Yeah. I'm a bastard. Nice, ne?" but didn't. He came up and attempted to pull Mokuba away from me at that point. I just watched Mokuba yell at him, and return to me. That was when he starting yelling some sort of rubbish about me "hypnotising" his little brother. That, I did not. However, made him see that Seto was a bad person, yes. Yes I did do that.

"Hypnosis? What, this little trick? Heh." I had retorted. Then proceeded in explaining to him what had happened to Mokuba. You know, he really should have been thankful towards me, as I had previously stated to him, I did save little Mokuba from that idiot of a Big 5 member. Oh, I hate them. Yet still I gave them extra chances to prove themselves? Ridiculous. I don't know what I had been thinking.

Mokuba had started yelling things to Seto. I was so caught up in watching him get all pissy, that all I had caught was, "Noa Nii-sama" a couple of times, and the horrified look on Seto's face. Oh, this was fun. And he still doesn't know who I am! Ha.

At that time I had directed Mokuba back to the couch, sitting him down. Seto starting yelling again in a fit of rage. Still, I just smiled. Said something, I can't remember exactly what, and had started laughing at him. Oh, laughing felt nice when I knew I was pissing him off even more to the extent of murder.

But, oh no Seto, you can't murder me. For I am dead. Merely an illusion to you now. In my own world, and you can't escape.