BY: Sharys Dulliath
Author's Note: Yes, I know that this is short, but hey it's only the first chapter. This will be my first official fic, and I hope that at leased one person out there will enjoy it. Reviews are always welcome, and creative criticism is encouraged. If you want to flame me go right on ahead, you're the one who will be wasting time on something you don't like. Enjoy! ~ Sharys ~
Disclaimer: Not my characters. You should know this by now. It wouldn't matter anyway, suing would only get you a handful of pennies and possibly a sketchbook.
CHAPTER ONE
*-Just when I thought I'd reached the bottom I dived again- Going Under - Evanescence*
Falling.
He had been falling for years now. Slowly at first but as time went on it gradually accelerated, and now he was beginning to think that he would never reach rock's bottom.
And it hurt. Dear god it hurt. The further he fell he became colder and more distant. It felt as if icy tendrils were slowly creeping through his body, destroying him piece by piece. Yet still he fell.
No one ever noticed enough to catch him.
What the Hell was this anyway? He wasn't supposed to be weak. Not him. No, never him. What ever happened to that calm, calculating person he use to be? That confident person who felt as if he could challenge the world and always come up on top. How could something, whatever it was, affect him like this?
Some of his thoughts were terrifying these days. Just the other day he had been relaxing against a balcony railing four floors up, when suddenly he found himself wondering what it would be like to hit the ground below. A moment later he retreated into the building and slammed the door.
He was backsliding. He knew this but he didn't know why. A small part of his mind told him that he should see a doctor, a psychiatrist even. He shoved the thought aside with vicious resolve. No one would be stuffing pills down his throat.
It was a miracle that he was able to maintain public appearances. However, anyone who knew him well enough would be able to tell that his words were mostly hallow and that his ability to concentrate was wavering. Lucky for him there were few people that he dealt with on a regular basis, and even those few didn't really know him.
So here he was, in the middle of the night, attempting to finish his work with little to no success. The office was completely dark with the exception of the faint glow that radiated from his computer. After a couple of minutes he sighed and reluctantly closed his laptop.
A quick glance at the clock informed him that it was 3:54 AM.
Mokuba would have his head when he found out.
Seto smiled grimly. His younger brother was the only reason he had lasted this long. His entire life had been dedicated to the security of Mokuba's future. From that blasted chess game to the Duelist Kingdom fiasco, he had done everything in his power to ensure that he and his brother would stay together. But Mokuba was 17 now and fast approaching his final year of high school. He was more than capable of standing on his own two feet. Seto's constant support would soon no longer be needed. After that . . .
He sighed again. No need to think about that. All that mattered at the moment was that he held on as long as he possibly could. He knew that he would crash eventually, but he prayed that it wouldn't be any time soon.
With that Seto Kaiba stood and left the room.
Author's Note : I just wanted to lay down some ground rules for this fic, and to clear up any inconsistencies. ONE : This is a fanfiction, meaning it was written for purely entertainment reasons ONLY. (I don't tell my brain to think up these things, honest) TWO : I am NOT a Yu-Gi-Oh expert, and I don't pretend to be. To make this fic work I made a lot of assumptions and spun the plot to work for my own purposes. THREE : No hounding for updates! I've seen what happens to those poor authors who scramble to the point of breakdown to keep their readers happy. I like my readers. Really. But not that much. I will update as soon as I can, but bear in mind I have school (heaven help me), I horseback ride (ALL aspects of it, grooming, feeding, etc.) every other day, and have half a dozen other projects I am currently working on. In short - this is my relaxing time, be nice (as much as you can, anyway). ~ Sharys ~
Author's Note: Yes, I know that this is short, but hey it's only the first chapter. This will be my first official fic, and I hope that at leased one person out there will enjoy it. Reviews are always welcome, and creative criticism is encouraged. If you want to flame me go right on ahead, you're the one who will be wasting time on something you don't like. Enjoy! ~ Sharys ~
Disclaimer: Not my characters. You should know this by now. It wouldn't matter anyway, suing would only get you a handful of pennies and possibly a sketchbook.
CHAPTER ONE
*-Just when I thought I'd reached the bottom I dived again- Going Under - Evanescence*
Falling.
He had been falling for years now. Slowly at first but as time went on it gradually accelerated, and now he was beginning to think that he would never reach rock's bottom.
And it hurt. Dear god it hurt. The further he fell he became colder and more distant. It felt as if icy tendrils were slowly creeping through his body, destroying him piece by piece. Yet still he fell.
No one ever noticed enough to catch him.
What the Hell was this anyway? He wasn't supposed to be weak. Not him. No, never him. What ever happened to that calm, calculating person he use to be? That confident person who felt as if he could challenge the world and always come up on top. How could something, whatever it was, affect him like this?
Some of his thoughts were terrifying these days. Just the other day he had been relaxing against a balcony railing four floors up, when suddenly he found himself wondering what it would be like to hit the ground below. A moment later he retreated into the building and slammed the door.
He was backsliding. He knew this but he didn't know why. A small part of his mind told him that he should see a doctor, a psychiatrist even. He shoved the thought aside with vicious resolve. No one would be stuffing pills down his throat.
It was a miracle that he was able to maintain public appearances. However, anyone who knew him well enough would be able to tell that his words were mostly hallow and that his ability to concentrate was wavering. Lucky for him there were few people that he dealt with on a regular basis, and even those few didn't really know him.
So here he was, in the middle of the night, attempting to finish his work with little to no success. The office was completely dark with the exception of the faint glow that radiated from his computer. After a couple of minutes he sighed and reluctantly closed his laptop.
A quick glance at the clock informed him that it was 3:54 AM.
Mokuba would have his head when he found out.
Seto smiled grimly. His younger brother was the only reason he had lasted this long. His entire life had been dedicated to the security of Mokuba's future. From that blasted chess game to the Duelist Kingdom fiasco, he had done everything in his power to ensure that he and his brother would stay together. But Mokuba was 17 now and fast approaching his final year of high school. He was more than capable of standing on his own two feet. Seto's constant support would soon no longer be needed. After that . . .
He sighed again. No need to think about that. All that mattered at the moment was that he held on as long as he possibly could. He knew that he would crash eventually, but he prayed that it wouldn't be any time soon.
With that Seto Kaiba stood and left the room.
Author's Note : I just wanted to lay down some ground rules for this fic, and to clear up any inconsistencies. ONE : This is a fanfiction, meaning it was written for purely entertainment reasons ONLY. (I don't tell my brain to think up these things, honest) TWO : I am NOT a Yu-Gi-Oh expert, and I don't pretend to be. To make this fic work I made a lot of assumptions and spun the plot to work for my own purposes. THREE : No hounding for updates! I've seen what happens to those poor authors who scramble to the point of breakdown to keep their readers happy. I like my readers. Really. But not that much. I will update as soon as I can, but bear in mind I have school (heaven help me), I horseback ride (ALL aspects of it, grooming, feeding, etc.) every other day, and have half a dozen other projects I am currently working on. In short - this is my relaxing time, be nice (as much as you can, anyway). ~ Sharys ~