RS 10
Kaiba didn't realize how far down the rabbit hole he had fallen with Kisara. Deeper than he could ever fathom he remained blissfully unaware of the strength of their bond.
Work was boring him to no end, and the sight of his leather laptop case sparked the delightful memory of the night she flogged him until he bled. He remembered how clammy his hands were, clenched into fists against the floor, his forehead resting on them, beading with sweat. The delightful burn of the leather biting into his skin, the harsh crack it made as it connected and with flesh and pain bloomed, surging through his entire body. Adding to it was the harsh contrast of black attire to Mistresses pale skin and hair, the soft yet commanding pose she held. Lastly of all was the stoic yet breathtaking expression on her face. Everything about her, her aesthetic, her personality, the way she dressed and held herself, presented herself to him, sated him. It was the closest thing to true happiness he'd ever experienced. Fishnet leggings, fur lined cuffs and leather strips, all together it drove him mad and it angered him when his phone pulled him from his recollection. Seto's rage soon melted away as he realized it was a message from her. 'Tonight. I'm leaving work. I'll text you in an hour with your arrival time. Be waiting.' Kaiba was excited over the notice and quickly leapt from his office chair, striding to his closet, and pulling out his new blue and gold leather vest coat. It floated to his ankles and shimmered brightly, the gold stripes almost glittering. He slipped it over his black turtleneck, and changed his shoes into thick black boots before heading to the bathroom to comb his hair and shave off yesterdays stubble.
An hour came and went with no word from her. After 3 hours he decided to make the drive out of worry. It should have struck him right there, the only person he really worried about was Mokuba, but here he was making a 50 minute drive to check on a woman he had only a handful of sexual encounters with. Half way through the drive a thought struck him. Why does she mean so much to me? He bit his lip, shifted in his seat and tried to find a distraction from human feelings.
Approaching the house something was wrong. One of the kittens was outside mewling in his sweater. Calmly Kaiba picked him up and carried him through the door before setting him down inside. Something wet covered his hand, looking down he saw blood. Picking up the cat again he realized it wasn't the animal's blood. Peering down to the floor were bloody cat prints leading outside. Dropping the cat to the floor he rushed into the living room. Blood was splattered on the white overstuffed chair, and that was when he saw her.
Covered in blood, laying next to the coffee table was Kisara. Phone in hand Seto dialed emergency while he rushed over to her dropping to his knees, his free hand trying to staunch the wound on her chest. Desperately he repeated her address and tossed the phone away.
"Stay with me Kisara," he panted anxiously, his hands pressed to bleeding wounds. Her clothes were torn and ripped in several places, blood surrounding some.
"Lord Set," she mewled, her bloody hand cupping his cheek. He shook his head, his hands pressing down harder as he tried not to panic.
"No, Kisara, I'm Seto, you're pet," he corrected, gazing into her eyes. They were pale, lifeless, and dark. Kaiba had no idea how she was still conscious. "Please stay awake Kisara, I know you're tired, but please stay awake," he pleaded, a hint of panic in his voice. Blood seeped from her chest, her shoulders. Cuts and bruises decorated her pale face, putting a lump in Kaiba's throat. It was too much for him to calmly take him. Emotions were taking him over, but the situation at hand was on the forefront taking everything from him. He needed her, and he refused to see her die, again.
"Oh Lord Set, I'll be with you always," She whispered, her pale eyes fluttering. Sirens filled his ears as he desperately called her name. Paramedics pulled him away, cops interrogated him, it all began to blur. He repeated his story numerous times, never faulting, eager to get to the hospital to see her. A portly young officer handed him a wet towel to clean up, but the blood would never truly wash from his leather coat. No, it would seep in, a piece of her imbedded in it eternally. On his way out he spotted her journals, and grabbed them, tossing them on the passenger seat of his car.
Finally set free he sped to the hospital. Rushing through the door a million thoughts in his head he screamed for a doctor. A middle aged man with greying hair met him in the lobby.
"Where is she? what's going on?" Seto demanded, panic now obvious in his voice. Calmly the doctor spoke.
"She just got out of surgery. She's stable, but she's lost a lot of blood. If you hadn't found her when you did, she would not have made it," the doctor told him. Relief washed over him and his panic ebbed. The doctor escorted him to her room, where she laid covered in a white blanket, asleep, specks of blood still caught in her silver hair. His heart wrenched and filled with anger. It hurt to see her so helpless, the most powerful woman in his life, reduced to a patient in a hospital. It filled him with more hate than when he handed his god card to Yugi. The feelings were akin to when Mokuba was kidnapped, but he as in such a blind rage he faulted to see it.
"Do you know who did this?" he asked the doctor. He shook his head, directing Kaiba towards the police. With a heavy angry sigh he pulled out his phone once more, screen cracked from when he threw it and demanded the highest security out of his staff to her room. Once they arrived he stormed out, furious and intent on destruction. He belonged to her, and he refused to let anyone take that from him again.
With a copy of the police reports and Kisara's diaries he headed home. Storming through the door in a mock military march he made his way to his bedroom and flipped the light switch. Nothing happened. That's when he noticed the shadow of a man near his window.
A/N: I am really sorry that this took so long, and how many details are lacking. Like I mentioned in black Rain, I'm having serious health issues that are impeding my writing ability, it's bad enough that I had to write this chapter on paper in the dark. I can't function most days, and I've lost 28 lbs in a little over three weeks. I've had this chapter and the next three outlined for several months so I will try really hard to get them written, if anyone wants to help, message me on here. Anyway, I was using the app and I saw all the amazing reviews from you guys and I was so filled with love that I hyped myself up to complete this chapter. sorry for the long ass authors note,and no smut and cliffhanger. I ramble way too much. But now, I've got a wee headache from my screen so I'm off to take care of that and so some self care before bed. Thank you for all the love It means the world to me.. Please please read and review. Much love XOOXO
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