Cupid's Bullet
Hey, so this is one of the two stories that were voted top in my latest poll. As I can't decide which I'd prefer I'm going to do both side by side.
Anything you recognise is not mine. The idea for this story actually came from a story that I read on Quizilla before it went all weird where an assassin tried to kill Seto. Unfortunately I can't seem to find it again so I can't tell you who posted it, who wrote it (the writer was a friend of the person that posted it) or what the title is. All I can say is that if you're reading this and you posted a story on Quizilla that a friend of yours wrote about an assassin trying to kill Seto then thank you, and could you tell me where to find it again.
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Name: Kisara Eleri Isolde Bevan-Jones
Age: 19
Height: 5'7"
Hair colour: Black
Eye colour: Sapphire blue with a slight green tint
Nationality: Welsh
Family: Younger sister (See below), cousin (Yugi Moto)
Name: Rhiana Wynne Siani Bevan-Jones
Age: 12
Height: 4'5"
Hair colour: Blonde
Eye colour: Sky blue
Nationality: Welsh
Family: Older sister (Kisara), cousin (Yugi Moto)
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Translation time:
Blesio faddau 'm Celi Please forgive me God
Dduw , Gwna mo ddeisyf at gwna hon namyn Ca at achlesa Rhiana. Blesio faddau 'm. God, I don't wish to do this but I have to protect Rhiana. Please forgive me.
O belau! Oh balls!
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Chapter 1
"I'll find you somewhere
I'll keep on trying
Until my dying day
I just need to know
Whatever has happened
The truth will free my soul" From 'Somewhere'by Within Temptation
Seto sighed as he was sat at his desk in his office at Kaiba Mansion. Mokuba had been particularly difficult for the past few days. A few months previous he'd finally gotten to the top of the waiting list for St. Francis Xavier, a local private school whose results and teaching was so good that it had a six year waiting list, and on his first day he'd made friends with a girl in his class. Two days ago she'd been abducted from outside the school gates, with Mokuba only a few feet away. Since then, Seto had refused to let Mokuba go anywhere on his own. In turn this caused Mokuba to get irritated with Seto, especially as Seto hadn't hidden his relief that Mokuba was safe, meaning that a rift had formed between the two normally close brothers who had started arguing constantly. Seto sighed again, massaging his temples as he felt a migraine coming on. He really didn't need the troubles with his brother at the moment; Eito Watanabe, the owner and C.E.O. of Watanabe Corp, was trying to take over Kaiba Corp for the twelfth time. This meant that Seto had to keep an eye on Kaiba Corp far more than he had before so he was getting far less sleep. The lack of sleep caused him to be constantly tired and moody with far less patience than he normally had.
"If only this situation would resolve itself, then I could concentrate on Mokie." He muttered to himself, looking at a photo of his brother that he had resting on his desk.
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Kisara revved the engine of her black Suzuki motorcycle, her almond-shaped eyes, ringed in black eyeliner, looking intently at the road ahead. She was dressed all in black leather from her tight leather trousers to her black tank top that had a strip of leather over her breasts and her black leather fingerless gloves. Around her neck she wore a black leather choker shaped like a collar and, hanging from a bracelet made from plaited black leather was a small silver Egyptian eye. Protecting her arms in case she came off the bike was a black leather jacket and on her feet she wore a pair of knee-length leather boots with a stiletto heel. Her black and silver crash helmet covered her head, disguising her facial features and she had a pair of black sunglasses.
"Blesio faddau 'm Celi." She said softly, her voice and her eyes sad.
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Seto had eventually resorted to getting one of the maids to bring him some painkillers for his headache and, when they didn't completely get rid of it, also put his reading glasses on. Not many people knew that he was slightly short-sighted as he didn't need to wear his glasses often. He was currently putting the finishing touches to the strongest firewall that he could create for the Kaiba Corp system.
'That should keep Eito Watanabe out!' He thought smugly. There was a small noise behind him that he ignored as he carried on working, completely focused. Half an hour later he shut his laptop down and decided to actually try and get some sleep. As he lay in the dark, attempting to sleep a small click alerted his senses to an intruder. He kept his breathing deep and even but he opened one eye so slightly that it seemed like they were both still closed.
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Kisara had parked her bike and then snuck onto the property. It was well after midnight and completely dark, her figure blending in with the shadows as she moved silently despite her stiletto heels. There was a light on in an upstairs window, the exact window where the home office was located. There was a balcony on the window of the room next door with an open set of French windows which Kisara climbed up to aided by a nearby tree. Once on the balcony she slipped carefully into the room and hid herself in the wardrobe, leaving the door slightly ajar. After about half an hour the door to the main room opened and Seto Kaiba walked in the door before pulling his black polo shirt over his head, revealing his toned chest which was pale in the moonlight. The second she realised that he was getting changed for bed, Kisara turned her face away, blushing furiously.
'This is no time to be delicate Kisara.' She thought angrily to herself before turning to look back through the slightly open wardrobe door. He'd finished getting changed by then and was laying down in the bed. As silently as a breath of wind she slid out of the wardrobe and pulled a gun from a holster on her thigh, a slight click as she undid the popper that held it shut. She readied the gun and pointed it at the sleeping figure of Kaiba. Just before she fired, she paused.
"Dduw , Gwna mo ddeisyf at gwna hon namyn Ca at achlesa Rhiana. Blesio faddau 'm." She prayed in a whisper before pulling the trigger.
As she fired the shot, Kaiba moved out the way. Before she could even fire again a pillow was thrown in her face, obscuring her vision for a few moments. In those few brief moments, Kaiba had vanished.
"O belau!" She growled under her breath as she looked around. She knew that he was somewhere in the room but she couldn't for the life of her figure out where he was hiding. Suddenly she was rugby tackled and, as she fell to the ground, she cracked her head on the wardrobe and, her vision started to grow dark as she saw stars. The last thing she saw before she sank into unconsciousness was Kaiba's angry face.