Closed Eyes

By Maome

Prologue

She stood outside in the rain. Falling water hiding her tears. Yet it could not hide her shaking shoulders. Could not hide the emotion that surrounded her like a thick cloud. Seto regarded her in silent reverence. Dark blue eyes cast over, emotionless as he watched her cry outside his twisted iron gate.

Weak knees gave way and the young woman was on the ground, hands holding the gate for support as she leaned a drenched head against the gate. A black dress clinging to her form like a second skin as it soaked up the heaven's tears. Even out there she looked like an angel, a sad and cold angel.

The tall youth bit his lip, forehead pressed against the freezing glass. Why was he so torn? What had she done to him. Moisture gathered in his eyes, and shock overtook him. He was...Crying?

Chapter One

Seto Kaiba yawned, stretching his hands toward the ceiling as his blue eyes flickered over the computer monitor. He had just spent another long night in front of the mother computer. Checking for bugs and working the system to make sure everything was in check. Kaiba Senior had been a strict man. And under him Kaiba had become just as much a perfectionist. Kaiba Corp was the top Business in Domino city. No in the world. With standings like that, you did not screw things up.

It was surprising that the young man had time for Duel monsters at all. Strangely some could say he had to much time. When he wasn't working on something for his company, Seto was yet again on the computer. Running tests and mock duels to perfect his game. Yet even with all that work, How did he still lose to that damned Yugi?

Seto ran a willowy hand through chestnut hair. Closing his eyes to the world as he let himself go for a moment. Whole body relaxed in a rare moment of peace, When a annoying beep began to sound in his head like shattering of a glass. A groan escaped untouched lips as deep icy blue eyes opened once more. Why couldn't Vector 5 work right just once.

It is important to note that the man trusted no one. No one not made of wiring, chips and mother boards of course. That is except one small raven haired boy. The thought made Seto's eyes dart to a picture in a silvery frame on his desk side table. A younger version of Kaiba was holding Mokuba hostage in a mock sleeper hold. Chubby children's cheeks rosy with the excitement of being in a amusement park. He remembered that day. It had been the last time the elder Kaiba had taken a day off from work. How long ago was that? Oh yes..three years.

Seto frowned and looked away, fingers flying across the keyboard. Typing away some coding to try and forever rid that damn Vector 5 of its bugs. He would do anything for him. He did do anything for him. Bought him what he wanted, when he wanted it. Let him do what he wanted, when he wanted to do it. Let him have run of the house, let him bring over his friends. The only thing he couldn't give him was the love he needed.

Seto sighed and rubbed his temples, Time really flies... To think, Seto had just graduated from the superficial hell hole that was high school. Of course he had already completed college during his first few years of high school. Wanted to be ahead of the game. Be able to be completely finished once he donned his graduation robe. Hard to believe that he didn't need to go back there.

Maybe the feeling of loss came from losing a piece of himself. To lose of the last part of him that made him just like everyone else. Now all he was, was a corporate executive. A cold business suit, Not even considered a normal person. No, he was a source of money now. Getting close to him meant someone could worm their way into his bank. The thought made his blood run cold. He wasn't even really respected in the business world. After his Dart incident, even the business world looked down on him. He couldn't be a normal man, and he couldn't be a respected business head. Just. Peachy.

"Seto..."A small voice sounded at his side, followed by the gentle tugging of his sleeve. Seto arched a brow and swiveled his chair in his brothers direction to address the younger Kaiba. A kind looking boy greeted his view. Grey blue eyes, framed in a light peach face, raven hair brushing messily along his face and shoulders. The boy looked to the ground, a bit bashful as he began a request.

"Can I have a friend come over tonight?" Mokuba asked, looking up to see what his older brother would say to this. Seto shrugged, "I can't see why not..."He responded, curious as to why his brother was suddenly asking this. He knew Seto didn't care when Mokuba wanted to have a sleepover with one of his friends. Not like he ever ran into one of them. They lived in a mansion after all. Maybe it was that Mokuba hadn't had a friend over in such a long time. Oh yeah...

After they had lost the company last year to Dart, all of Mokuba's so called friends had ditched him. All they cared about was his money...And the second they got the business back, they all came crawling to Mokuba, asking to hang out again. The elder Kaiba must have rubbed off on him, for the younger had kicked them all to the curb. He had enough pride to know those kinds of friends were not reliable ones. Seto never had asked if he had found any new ones.. Apparently he had.

Grey eyes lit up and Mokuba smiled. "Thanks Seto! She will be so excited!" He turned on his heel and was off, racing up the stairs to presumably call up his friend. Who was a girl. Wait...What? A frown settled on his lips once more before he turned back and continued to work. He didn't have time to think about this.

The chiming of the doorbell shook Seto awake, eyes flashing open. Hitting a button on his computer keyboard a slightly grainy picture of the gates appeared. A young woman was looking around, looking nervous with a bag hoisted over her shoulder. She appeared to be about his age, with long dark hair..Maybe brown, he couldn't tell in the black and white picture. With wide innocent eyes. Who was she? Was she selling something? What nerve.. Punching another button Seto leaned forward a bit. "We aren't interested in anything your selling. Please leave." He spoke, voice tinged with annoyance. The young woman looked startled at the voice, and her lips could be seen moving. The young man sitting at the computer sighed and spoke again. "Hit the red button on your left when you talk..." A moment of truth flickered across her eyes and she smiled, pushing the button she leaned in close and a voice wafted into his dark study.

"Oh, I'm not here to sell anything. I am Aki, Mokuba's friend, Is he in? We have plans for me to stay the night." She had a nice voice, with a nice musical tone. Or she would, if she didn't sound so nervous. Seto raised a brow and was about to respond when the gates opened and a short boy came into the camera's view. Black hair bouncing as he ran to take the girls bag. He looked happier to see her then he had with any of his other friends. No! This wasn't right! Standing up Kaiba made his way up the stairs, a determined look on his face. This girl was his age, what business did she have, having sleepovers with a 13 year old? It was wrong on so many levels, not to mention fishy.

Chapter one End

A/N- So.. How do you like it? Does it suck hard? Do you want to read more? Want to know why this weird girl is having sleepovers with little boys? Is she a Shouta lover!

find out in the next chapter... of DRAGON BALL Z...

I mean... cough Yeah- I will post chapter 2 soon. PLEASE REVIEW!