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This was not happening.
He could not be losing...
No matter what he did.
No matter how hard he tried his angel would slip through his fingers. Disappearing into the arms of that devil. He couldn't believe his beauty was being held captive by that infuriating man. That power hungry scoundrel. That heartless heathen.
Seto Kaiba.
That man... how he despised him.
Once again that man had taken another thing he held so dearly and destroyed it. It was the whole AI situation all over again. Yet... this time he wasn't going to lose. He would win and have his angel back... where 'it' belonged. He had a special little cage at the ready for him. Everything an angel could need.
But first he would have to clip those wings. It was a must so he couldn't use those powerful muscles to leave him again.
Hisoka Hijiri fancied himself as a bird collector.
And he was determined to catch this exotic beauty, there was no other choice. He was all the angel had left... he would make sure of that.
Kicking a box of pictures out of his way, they tumbled spilling across the floor. Hundreds of closeups to long distance images of Jounouchi Katsuya went ignored as the man whipped his large leather throne out sitting down with a gush of air. With a push the tires rolled across the small expanse, seating himself back towards the wide array of screens in front of him.
In a blur of fingers the man began typing away. Letters flew across the screen like arrows unstoppable. He continued until a giant box appeared upon the screen. With what looked like a movie being played. It was if it was through the eyes of another like you were seeing through someone elses eyes.
"Unit 6852. Manual override number 743. Delete Kaiba mansion software to factory settings."
The sounds of beeping filled the soundless office, evolving into a sound that sounded remarkably like a computer rebooting.
"Unit 6852. Speak."
"Konichi-wa, How may I be of service to you today master?"
A twisted shit eating grin spread across Hijiri's face. As he started to chuckled the noise quickly forming into a manic mantra.
"I command you to observe... watch Jounouchi Katsuya. Report back to me everything he does.. where he goes, who he goes with, and what he is doing. I want to know everything. Down to what time of the day he takes his showers. Everything. Confirm."
"Hai! Command accepted! Starting Command now!"
"Unit 6852. Manual override number 937... deactivate personality. Activate manual override voice output."
eyes burning with brimming passion he couldn't help himself from yet another bout of laughter, for this was a special. He now controlled the very doll he had given to Kaiba, it was under his command. He was behind it's eyes watching. He was the voice that tumbled from those mechanical lips.
Don't fret little angel you will be with your loving master soon.
"Nii-san~!"
A twitch was all the response the young raven received.
"Please! Nii-san!"
Yet again no response.
"Come on Kaiba! Seto please!"
Gritting his Kaiba spun around, glaring at the two fools standing now in front of him. They wore almost identical puppy-eyed looks. Grunting he turned back around, continuing to pack up all the papers he had piled upon his desk. He was pissed as it was and these two devils weren't making it any better.
He had a horrendous feeling for the last two months now.
There had been no sign of the man anywhere... after all the shit he had put them through all those months... so much death in such a short time.. and now he stopped.
It was driving him insane! The man must be plotting something! He had to be. There was no other explanation. Growling he spun around again to hush the two whimpering fools behind him.
"No! You know how dangerous it is. I don't want either of you to leave the house. I don't want anything to happen to you."
"But Nii-san! It's been two months already! He must of turned tail and ran. Obviously the odds were against him and he was forced to give up. Oh come on Nii-san! We have been stuck in this house for months... only allowed to leave with security." Dramatically throwing himself on the beige-leather couch sitting adjacent to the dark oak finish desk, Mokuba whined some more. "I am suffocating! I need to go out a play games!"
"Mokuba just because we haven't heard or seen a sign of him doesn't mean he isn't out there. If anything he is waiting for the opportune moment to strike. " Sighing Seto knelt before his little brother, lovingly placing his hands on his shoulders, hoping the gesture would make the youth realize the situation better.
"We'll be fine!"
"Kaiba... Seto... I think we will be fine... I'm all recovered now so I can take care of myself. All that's left is the scares... and they don't hurt as much as before, so if that bastard tries anything I'll kill him."
Standing up Kaiba walked to Jou placing his hands upon the blonde like he had before with Mokuba. "Katsuya.. it's not that i don't think you can't protect yourself and my brother... because i truly do... but I just can't let you out of the house without being with you. It's me.. I'll worry too much and I have a very important business meeting i have to attend in an hour... just please understand."
Kaiba pulled Katsuya into a firm hug. Warmth swelled between the two... it felt so right. For months now the two seemed to be inseparable. At any chance Seto got he would hug the blonde or at least try to touch him in someway. He was overly possessive to the point Mokuba started making fun of them, calling them a 'newly-weds'. Which then spurred Jounouchi to blush and mumble out incomplete or fragmented sentences.. which made Mokuba laugh harder. Seto just rolled his eyes, accepting the situation completely.
"We'll be fine, Nii-sama!"
"Mokuba... I would love to take you both to the arcade tomorrow. We can make a day out of it but not today. I don't have any security guards at hand to send with you... and besides we all have school tomorrow."
Mokuba crossed his arms in a pout. Refusing to accept defeat, he looked like he could cry from the complete fury upon his face. Silence ensued throughout the office, with only the few shuffles of Katsuya's feet in awkward discomfort. He knew defeat when he saw it.
"Sir... If I could be so bold... I would love to take the young masters out for the day. And since I am a machine I would be the best candidate. I can neither be hurt nor die."
The three boys turned to stare at the young women standing in the doorway. The present that had been given to him by Hijiri-san upon the grand-opening of his corporation. Seto hadn't expected anything from the man... since he had fired him. But on his defence he had done it on the pretence of the potential the man had, and look at how far he has gotten now. His business was getting up there to Kaiba Crop... which was a hug jump in the last couple years. He couldn't for the life of him remember the name he gave the 'girl'... Aomi, or something like that. Shaking his head lightly he let go of Katsuya and stepped back, turning to face the 'person'.
"I agree with you there.. but still-"
"NII-SAN!"
"SETO!"
Growling in annoyance Seto huffed. Before turning back to the two idiots behind him.
"Fine! But you have to text me on the hour every hour!" he pointed an accusatory finger at the blonde. "And I mean you too!"
Turning back to the robot he then spelt out the rules knowing she would be the only one to actually listen to him. Behind him he could hear the two whooping in joy and claps as they 'fist-pounded'.
"Thank you sir. I will not fail you."
Turning back to the two goof-balls, Seto took turns hugging each, lingering in a more intimate why to Jounouchi who in turn blushed and jokingly pushed him away.
"Don't forget to text me as soon as you get there...I don't care if I am in a meeting or not I want to know everything."
Seto watched with a heavy heart as his two most precious persons bounced out of the room, that same foreboding pit lingering in his stomach. Something definitely felt off, but he couldn't figure out what.
"Be safe." he murmured to the slick black car that vanished down the driveway.
"I beat you again!"
"No fair! It's because your younger... you don't have all the responsibility I have."
Mokuba snorted at that reply. As Kat glowered in defeat, he had lost 5 times to the kid already. Turning he looked around for the robot-lady. Mokuba said her name was Aimi-chan... which he thought suited her perfectly. She was truly beautiful. She was petite and cute to boot. Sighing Katsuya turned back to the younger boy beside him.
He watched with open adoration at the young boy as he ran off to yet another game. Chuckling to himself Katsuya followed obediently, standing beside the youth... knowing he was going to be beat once again.
He just couldn't focus on anything... a weird sense of unease floated through the air and Katsuya couldn't figure out what it could be...
Sighing for the millionth time that day he glanced up again as he watched his character get kicked in the face by Mokuba's. Apparently Mokuba had chosen a karate-type game... if Kat was in the right mind he could have easily have beaten Mokuba... but that damn feeling. No matter what it just seemed like it wouldn't go away and all he wanted to do was go home. Curl up on the couch with Mokuba and watch a movie. Definitely call and see how his sister was doing... she had been worried sick, what with no news or action from that man... and then being so far apart... he hadn't seen her once through this entire ordeal and it was silently killing him. Jounouchi knew Seto had noticed... he had even offered to fly him out to her... how he wished he could see his sister... but he didn't want to leave Seto.
The loud thrill of Mokuba beating him filled his ears and he smiled down at the joyous boy. Mokuba had needed this... hell he needed it himself. Being trapped inside a large house for months on end could drive anyone up the wall... even when there was a psychopath after them.
Katsuya had the sudden longing to see Seto. Shaking his head he forbid those feelings and ushered Mokuba towards a dance machine-type game.
A huge smile filled his face as he noticed the machine was decorated in Vocaloid characters, Kaiba would sure have loved this game. He felt the smile stretch the bright pink scare that fell across his face. The wound had healed almost entirely, but he would forever be 'blessed' with this hideous present. It had healed in a jagged line across his entire face starting at the hair line and zig-zagging down his face crossing through a bit of his eyebrow, over his nose and to end at his chin. He knew he looked bad...but Mokuba, Seto, and his friends didn't care... so he shouldn't either!
He was getting better he cried way less, he even talked to Valon the other day. He had gotten out of the hospital weeks ago and was now staying with Mai... apparently she had come running as soon as she heard he was shot. It was sweet... the love they had, annoying, but sweet.
Feeling like he needed to see Seto he turned to Mokuba, who had been dancing his little ass off for the past fifteen minutes and smiled.
"Why don't you text your brother and tell him we are heading home."
"What! Why?"
Laughing Jounouhci ruffled his hair. "We've been here for 4 hours as it is... and I'm tired. Remember the doctor said not to strain myself too much. My stitches may be gone and I may look fully recovered but I am still recovering." looking down Jou frowned. "Psychologically mainly. Having you and the gang here has been a big help."
Mokuba gave a knowing look and raised his eyebrows, his face stayed in that position until the blonde looked up and noticed. He laughed lightly and added.
"Okay! And Seto has been the anchor to my boat... I would be nothing without him. I truly am thankful to him..."
A soft look transformed Kat's face. Morphing it into a canvas of sweet emotions.
Mokuba knew, he only wished that Katsuya would realize as well.
He was madly in love with Seto. Which wasn't his fault... like really all that Nii-sama had done for him it was only right to form romantic feelings for the other man. Seto blatantly showed his affection... but as the saying goes... blonde's will be blonde.
Chuckling at his own little joke Mokuba took Jounouchi's hand. "Okay lets go home."
Smiling both boys headed back towards the patiently waiting AI.
"Master, Jounouchi-san is at the Tanoshi arcade in south Domino."
Hijiri smirked as he held the phone to his face. Glancing left he chanced a look at the stoic looking CEO five seats down from him.
"Meet me behind the building bring the angel." Whispered quietly, making sure no one heard.
Seto Kaiba had no idea.
This devil had no possible clue he was about to have his angel stolen from him.
He would never see Jounouchi Katsuya again.
He would make sure of that... Katsuya was meant to be his.. it was destined by God that he would be his. This beautiful creation was his...
He could only belong to one of them.
And Hijiri wanted him to be... Only his.
"Aimi-chan we would like to leave now."
The girl looked up at the two teens with blank eyes. A programed smile lighting up her face. Quickly standing to her feet she quickly bowed at the two and lead the way, quickly exiting the newly renovated building. It had been renovated in the last year, becoming the 'it' place to hit nowadays. Anyone was anyone if they could get into the building... well that's what Mokuba had bragged. What with Mokuba still being young Jounouchi thought it was adorable.
He reached out and grabbed a hold of Mokuba's hand. Who glared up at the taller teen.
"Let go! We are out in public!"
"So? I hold my sister's hand in public... your like a little brother to me so i want to hold your hand as well. "
That had silenced Mokuba, a dorky smiling spreading across the pre-teens face.
"Your like my older brother too."
Both boys continued to smile as they exited the building after Aimi, the continued to follow as she rounded the corner disappearing behind the building into the alleyway.
A sudden sinking feel fell to the pit of Katsuya's stomach.
Something wasn't right... why the hell were they going behind the building when they had parked in front of it.
"Aimi-chan? Where are we going?"
There was no reply as she continued to walk.
Jounouchi stopped and held tighter to Mokuba's small hand.
"Come on Jou! Aimi-chan told me she moved the car out back earlier, when you were in the bathroom."
"... I swear I saw the car out front though... as we were leaving."
"Must be your imagination Jou-kun."
Mokuba continued to pull Jounouchi after the robot. Both boys rounded the corner and found her stand in the middle of the alleyway. Just standing silently, not body movements or anything. Walking up to stand beside her Jounouchi began to truly panic. The pit was growing... something wasn't right. They had to leave.
"Mokuba lets-"
The sound of tired pulling up behind them echoed. Trapping them in the alley. The way Aimi-chan had walked lead to a dead end.
A door opened and slammed again.
Jounouchi spun around, whipping Mokuba behind him. He gasped at the person now standing in front of them.
It was him. The bastard that had killed everyone... all the people he loved.
Taking steps back he urged Mokuba backwards with him.
"Yo...you!"
"Yes my angel... come with me and nobody will get hurt." Hijiri reached his arm out. A black gun resting between his fingers.. pointing at the two boys. "I will shoot, Katsuya."
Raising his eyes Hijiri looked over the boys head.
"Unit 6852... self destruct."
Without a minute to waste Jounouchi threw Mokuba to the ground, throwing himself upon the boy as cover. In the next second the AI behind them exploded. Pieces of metal and wires flying through the air. Jounouchi felt the flames lick at his jack and hissed in pain as metal dug into his skin. Mokuba cried out in fear in Jounouchi's arms.
"See?"
"You bastard! How the hell did you do that?" Jounouchi growled as he pulled himself to his feet, still standing in front of Mokuba. If he could buy some time people would definitely come to investigate what that noise had been.
"I created her... of course i can destroy her."
"Oh My God!" Mokuba's voice echoed throughout the alley "You are Hisoka Hijiri! The creator AI!"
"Very smart you are Mokuba... Now Jounouchi if you don't want me to kill your little friend here you would wisely come with me."
"Katsuya don't!" Mokuba grabbed a hold of the blonde's arm in a death grip.
A gun shot echoed through the alley this time. Both boys spring apart as a few black strands of hair twirled in the breath.
"DO NOT TOUCH HIM!" Hijiri roared pointing the gun at the small boy.
Jounouchi watched with wide eyes, before he jumped forward in the way of the gun. He could hear Mokuba crying behind him... heartfelt sobs ringing through his ears.
"I'll go with you!"
Taking slow cautionary steps the blonde slowly made his way to the man's side, hands raised in the air in surrender. As soon as he was in arms length he was snatch up, pulled flush against a chest. He squeezed his eyes in fright as the man, pressed his face into Jou's hair taking a deep inhale of his scent. He nuzzled the mans hair until his face was making contact with Jounouchi's neck, before he stuck out his tongue and licked a path up the blonde's neck, ending just under his right eye.
Taking a deep hold on Jounouchi face he held it in spot. Making sure Jounouchi's face was pointed directly at the crying Mokuba.
Jounouchi felt the sorrow pooling in his stomach all he wanted to do was run over to the boys side and hold him close... to tell him everything was going to be alright.
Nothing was going to be alright...
He knew this was the end..
... but as long as Mokuba, the gang... and Seto were alright, then he didn't care what happened to him. As long as they were okay.
"Oh and i almost forgot."
With a quick motion Hijiri raised his arm, gun still resting in his hand as he aimed at the raven haired child.
"Say Goodbye to the devil spawn... my little angel."
The world slowed down.
The breath caught in Jounouchi's throat.. everything stopped.
He watched in pain as the gun fired, his body being jerked back with Hijiri's from the aftershock. It was if it was in a slow rolling film... he would almost see the bullet as it flew through the air.
Hit hitting the mark Hijiri intended.
Mokuba's eyes widened as he staggered back... he raised a hand to his mouth as blood began to leak from it. Looking down he watched as red bloomed across his chest.
It was weird... it didn't hurt.. he just felt numb...
Everything was numb.
Everything was fading... darkness ebbed at the corner of his vision as Mokuba felt his body fall backwards. With a harsh thump his body hit the ground.
All he could hear was a mournful cry.
It sounded so far away... as if his body was traveling across the universe in a matter of seconds.. Mokuba let himself fade... not knowing what else he could do.
"MOKUBA!"
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I had to do it! This is crucial to the story line!... well kinda ... sorta... I'm a horrible person with a crazy ass dark-side.
I will be trying to write the next one as fast as i can... it's just very difficult... i lost my motivation for this story for a long time but i managed to find it!
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