I gained double the amount of reviews I wanted. Thank you, really thank you. You've made a writer extremely content from the results. I don't know if that's a bad thing or a good thing for you but thank you.
….Just demoralize me and call me a chick. By the way I'm writing...you might as well... Aside from that I have nothing to say.
I'm feeling quite content today. Not happy but content. I got a new pair of socks (no holes yes) and a bowl of ramen for breakfast. For most of you that would be anything but glamorous but for me it's pure bliss for the fifteen minutes that the warmth and glory lasts.
Not surprising I went to school to find Violent Light before me kneeling pleading his eyes out. How supreme I felt in that moment when I rejected his pleadings. Yeah…
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R0gue lebeau: Writing things that mess up my sanity? I'm sane? Cool…
Thanks for caring but I don't remember the last time I ever felt that thing people call happiness. It's easy to pretend I'm 'happy' but it's hard to feel it. You're so awesome for sticking with me; I feel special however slight it may be.
Kitana18: The right statement to linger on is who wouldn't want to kill him? I will try to keep up your expectations. Thanks.
Mystical Aquafina: I apologize for getting you addicted to my writing… Addiction isn't good… Even if it's an addiction to something as simple as stories but eventually your eyes dry out from reading then what are you going to do? Of course my bad humor has you tilting your head to the side staring at this strangely (yes, like that)… I'll continue this until I run out of plotlines to write. How's that?
Lani: Thank you for finding it interesting. If you feel like you already know what's going to happen then please tell me. I want to know what happens next too. I'm being totally out in the open and honest when I'm sitting here writing out that I have no idea what happens next. I have the next five chapters of plot but that's it. After that it's all on the ice.
Serenityshizuka: Thank you for thinking this story as great. The ideas are new of course. Where do you think I got them from you silly lady, the garbage? If you think you can't come up with my ridiculous ideas I think you can. How hard can it be? Scribble down random plotlines out from your own life and sculpt it into a fictional sense. …That's exactly what I did… I was writing down my screwed up love life when my teacher came by and thought that I was writing a story…now here I am. If you need some inspiration just talk to people and ask them about the things that went right and wrong. These little bits and pieces may end up as new plotlines or new characters. Either that or hang around in a coffee shop or any public place that's fairly full. I hang out in the Laundromat, woo hoo.
Priestess of Light: Cute…again weird word to me… I lived with my ex once so that's how I got the idea of them living together. I try to update whenever I can. Seriously I try. No need to apologize about your English. I totally understand because here's a bilingual person as well! My friends make fun of my bad English. Good thing you can hear my accent through these words…that would be worse. So don't apologize for being Brazilian you can't change who you are or where you're from so why apologize when it isn't your fault?
Violent Light: You find it funny that I'm a poor high school kid like you? You find it funny? I'm kidding.
I got puked on and you are saying it isn't that bad…
I'll go to prom if you can buy me a new tux and as long as you don't get me a date. That last chick, Heather was a bit repulsive. I'm not saying it to be mean but she just sent shivers up my spine. Don't laugh they aren't the good shivers. Like a bad omen kind of shiver. Overly preppy (no offense but I feel strangled around those high maintenance girls) and smelled as if she bathed in perfume.
Push Duke into the water, huh? No, someone is bound to notice the football jock missing. Besides if his crew finds out that I threw him overboard I'm just going to end up with three broken ribs and laying in a gutter like before. It's worth it. Bones heal but memories don't fade.
Disclaimer: I don't even own this rose I'm nibbling on do you think I own YGO? Well, I don't own YGO, Captain Crunch, Devil's Food, and since you can't own memories I don't own what happens in the first few paragraphs of this chapter.
Out on the streets before noon a blue eyed girl merrily skipped down the slick cleaned streets of Domino. The street cleaner had already passed by making the sidewalks glisten as if they didn't only clean but sprinkled crystals of white creating the sheen and glitter that pricked your eyes on sight. Being early and most importantly before breakfast Tea had risen early from the sun's rays shining so dutifully in her room, efficiently waking her senses. Now with white shopping bags held in hand she returned back to the place she left her borrowed car to drive back down the streets to a mansion she now called home.
Tipping up the visor to block the gleam and brilliance of the new day she delved into her thoughts. How can you be so rich to have a walk in fridge practically but have no cake in it? What is life without the sweet indulgence of cake? Seriously, he doesn't know how to live life…
Opening that giant yawning door of an entrance Tea stumbled in with the newly bought possessions. Stacking all of the food into the enormous cold steel trap known as a refrigerator to man. Delicately the girl held the prized possession that led her to go to the bakery to begin with. It was barely the size of the hind wheels of a big tricycle. Splitting it into four slices the girl ended up eating half of the cake before gaining self conscious about gaining weight. Staring at the slices of chocolate Heaven with a guilty feeling Tea decided to tuck the sweet delight in the fridge to save for later.
Gently rasping her tongue across her fingertips, licking the chocolate frosting away the young lady decided to go for a swim. It was such a cute little cake. I can't wait to eat it later.
When she was too busy swimming Kaiba stalked the halls with fasting pains swelling in his stomach. Feeling quite miserable he searched for some breakfast to ease the pain. Searching through the cabinets with after sleep affecting his vision he blearily saw an intriguing over cheery yellow box with an optimistic pirate captain on the cover.
Cereal, yum; the ultimate breakfast food ever created… Muttering to himself he strode over to the fridge for milk. I'll have a cup of coffee afterwards…with these shaky hands I doubt that I could even drink a sip before spilling it everywhere…
Pulling out the milk he uncovered the hidden Devil's Food. What do we have here? Taking out the milk and the last two slices of the small fudge cake Kaiba had breakfast.
After her relaxing swim Tea hoped to have some cake before making lunch for Kaiba to take to lunch because he hated the cafeteria's food and if not for her he'd just sit in that office eating coffee beans and drinking coffee. Instead, her plan crumbled to pieces when she had stepped into the kitchen to find the retched man chomping down the last scrumptious bites of her cake.
"Good morning Tea," he greeted automatically glancing at the woman. Turning his head to look at her instead of just seeing her from the corner of his vision he blandly noticed that Tea seemed more than just a little riled.
"You little man child!" Shaking him roughly she screamed at him.
What is she doing to me? Being shaken senseless he wasn't able to do anything because he was being sense deprived.
"That was mine! That was mine," Tea fell to her knees to the cold white marbled stone that numbed like ice. Feeling like crying her eyes out over that last piece of cake just to make feel him guilty she punched at his chest weakly.
Is she crying? I don't deal well when girls cry… Trying to be consoling in his own way Kaiba suggested, "If you don't mind how it looks I can spit it out for you."
"Ewww, that's nasty! Kaiba, you evil man child," she shoved him lightly while he just stared at her wondering what was so special about the cake.
What's a man child? "I can go buy another one…"
"It's the last one left over from yesterday," she muttered darkly.
"I can spit it out if you want…"
"Seto that was mine! I deserved it for cleaning up your house for you, feeding you, making you coffee, and I deserved it… You ate it…"
Having experienced Serenity's many tantrums against him he had long developed escape plans for every situation. Being hit above the eyebrow with a hot hair dryer and singed changes every man's view upon his lover. Seeing the flare of anger in her eyes he decided to run an escape route through his mind. Having the feeling that she would very much like to inflict pain on him he wanted to just escape. Slowly getting up from his seat Kaiba moved close to her and placed his arms around her. As Tea closed her eyes and braced herself for the embrace he swept out of the room without touching her.
"Going to work," grabbing his trench coat he planned his escape. It was the only thing on his mind.
"You can't just," Tea shouted.
"Just did. Love you," with that never dying habit echoing in her ears he was gone.
Love? Me? I can't believe I scared him away… Poor guy is going to starve now I didn't have time to make him lunch. Why am I so stupid? It was just a cake. I could just bake myself a cake actually… I think I'll do that and wait for his return.
Driving down the familiar and mundane roads leading him to work he stopped at a red light just a few hundred yards from his destination. I don't have lunch… Was there even any to grab? I should have left later she made me lunch… Yum, coffee beans for lunch…
As the crowd of people walking to work begins starting their trek across the giant crosswalk Kaiba got a call on his cell by an unrecognized number. Nevertheless he picked it up, "Kaiba."
He stated his name plainly and continued looking out of his windshield at the multitudes that were still flooding the crosswalk.
"Listen, we have your girlfriend," the voice was undulating and switching constantly as the person stated it. He has a voice changer… Wait, I just left her thirty minutes ago…girlfriend?
"If you ever want to see her face again attached to her body as a whole," then the voice paused as if switching users.
"You can have her back safe and sound for the price of seven gold trinkets."
The millennium items? Why are they targeting me for this?
"Just to show you how serious we are we'd like you to watch the duelist walking across the street just in front of your car. See him," the mechanic voice asked.
They didn't leave Kaiba room to answer because without a single sound of a shot the duelist collapsed as if from an eternal implosion of sorts. No one noticed the fallen man until Kaiba stepped out of his car. They wouldn't shoot me so who am I to care right now?
Walking to the body that laid inert on the road in front of his car Kaiba felt the city air billowing about him but suddenly the wind changed direction and the scent of freshly spilled blood filled his senses. Reeling from the familiar feeling of death and its putrid scent he willed himself to see how the guy was killed. Blasted lumps of gray and red lie on the road behind the man. Quite a splatter so the sniper must have been a long distance away. Looking up at the glass buildings that penetrated the skies with their glory and shining light of power he felt trapped. The gunman could've been on any rooftop on any building. Damn it. Turning his attention back on the body he noticed that blood had seeped into the ground and dark stain on the white crossing in the shape of a blowing flower around the cadaver's head.
His cell phone still in hand and held to his ear he barely caught them speaking to him.
"A grisly sight isn't it? More of it awaits you once you return from work," the crackled voice said before the long pause again.
A slightly higher pitched voice continued, "You have a week, Seto Kaiba. Remember we have her held here. After the time limit has passed we will send you little pieces of her. A nose, an ear, a finger or two will be found lying in locations around your house, your office, wherever you are. We hold many people in our organization so don't act stupid. If you spill your guts to the cops then the blame of her death will be directed onto you immediately. Careful how you act. It's better to act as if everyone around you is one of our agents. The whole audience gasping behind you could be us. Any of your workers could be one of us working there for twenty years for this to work. We ensure you her safety until the deadline…"
Yet, another voice continued the last statement, "All you have to do is give us the items and she will be let go…"
Kaiba scoffed, "Why are you targeting me instead of someone who actually gives a damn about the hocus pocus magic bull shit? Is there actually something interesting about targeting me? I assure you once I'm done with your organization you'll be begging to get a job from me."
The strange hacking sound that rasped harshly in his ear sounded like a laugh of some kind, "You bluff. Remember we have the hostage while you are the victim. And why you? Why not you? You aren't in their group but yet you know everyone who has the millennium items. That's a valuable deal. We aren't after riches from the gold so forget about trying to exchange her for cash. You will end up involving everyone one of the seven but you don't care right, since it's her life at risk?"
Of course I know all of the twerps who hold those irritating items. They said seven… Obviously they don't know everyone who holds an item. That's why they need me.
Holding back his rage Kaiba asked blandly, "Seven days? One day for every item is it?"
"Of course. We've expected that you have other organization planning their vengeance against you as well. The seven days is the longest we can extend it to. Keep your cell phone and that Jaguar classic of yours close. By now you've probably realized that they have been bugged. All of your other cars as well but we know you like that black Jaguar of yours so keep it close."
Other organizations? That must mean they are feeling contempt at beating the others first in getting Tea… Who else could be seriously getting after me? I'll figure it out later. There must be a reason for them choosing this car. I use it more than I use the others… What's the reason?
A low chuckling resounded from the deeper mechanical voice, "You may think we are called Shadow but that's not us…"
"Of course, you are the group that disbanded Shadow and are calling yourselves, Sirve Ou Demon."
They must have read what Tea was looking at on my computer and speculated that I didn't know who they were meaning that they haven't viewed upon my actions as of before that day where they shot at me. Probably too busy knocking Shadow off of their post. The lead assassin from Shadow must be leading this group…
"I'll get the items for within the week."
The voice switched over again, "You aren't going to try and deal with us? No compromises? No begging?"
There must be at least four guys in their group who are speaking to me. Either that or he has a really good system.
Looking up at the skies again for anyone silhouetted against the sun's glare but they weren't that careless, "There is no way to deal. No fairness or equality. And why should I beg?"
"You sound just as the son of Gozaburo should. Keep your phone close we will call again later…"
They kept speaking but as soon as he heard that they had nothing left to say he hung up and called the emergency number for the man in front of his car.
"A man has been shot down in front of my car. I'd like some assistance preferably soon," Kaiba knew that they could already know what street he was on so he didn't care to tell them.
"Is he breathing if," the lady began.
"The back of his head is missing I doubt he would be getting up anytime soon," he interrupted.
"I'm sending a unit as we speak please stay calm. Can you disclose your name for homicidal procedures?"
"Seto Kaiba."
A gasp was heard on the other side a reaction he was familiar to, "Have….Have a good day… Mr. Kaiba."
"Hnnn," Kaiba shut his cell and thrusted it into his pocket before leaning against his car and waited. How can I have a nice day or stay calm? My time is draining, I need to obtain all of those retched items before the week has ended and I have to contact the cursed palm tree brothers. They still look absolutely ridiculous after all of these years…I was hoping it had been a teenage phase… They are going to want to butt in like always along with my brother in law once he hears of this. I'm going to kill myself if their whole gang revives itself and shoves me back to the sidelines…not that they'd care.
Soon the sirens were heard and the crowd that had formed around him had begun to disperse. Knowing police procedures he stayed by his car and waited for them to ask him the same irritating questions over and over again before he can return home and hopefully not find a limb or two on the kitchen floor.
I initially wanted Mokuba to be kidnapped but the kid has been used against his brother so many times I had to set it up so Tea got captured in his place. I'm one of those lazy people who don't like creating new characters so all of the antagonists will be someone from the show.
Devil's Food: I was hungry one morning and opened the fridge to find the last slice of chocolate cake with cacao frosting. It was like Heaven but it belonged to my roommate and she beat me senseless with a chair for eating her cake. Written to how she saw it as I ate her cake. She called me a little man child. Does anyone of you know what that means? Note: Never take sweets from a girl who can lift a dining chair over her head and beat you to a bloody pulp with it.
Husband: I'm taking an inspirational stroll. If you have read this book by Koont's then you have most likely realized that I stole their storyline. Actually not really…instead of wife I replaced it with Tea who is neither girlfriend nor wife. Aside from the following statement I took nothing except the fact that they have him cornered: We have your girlfriend. You can have her back for seven gold trinkets.
That was the only line I stole. I swear. Actually I just realized that I've changed the line so maybe I didn't steal a thing. If you have read the book don't worry that this will end the same. I haven't read the book only the cover.
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