Losing Grip
Authoress: Aisling Kaiba
(Aisling): WOO-HOO! I'm actually getting to update something!!!!
(Seto): Don't tell me people actually like this MMMMPPPHHH!!!! *Has duct tape over his mouth to shut him up*
(Aisling): Oh, shut up, big brother. Besides, me and Ryou are the ones who get the worst end of it in this whole thing, so I don't see why you're complaining.
(Seto): MMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Malik): Aisling-chan? When do I get to be in this?
(Aisling): You're in the third part, Malik-kun.
(Malik): *Pouts cutely*
(Aisling): Must...resist...cuteness...aw, damn. Come here. *Hugs him*
(Malik): *Glomps me*
(Aisling): ACK! Can't...breathe....Malik...get...off!!!!
(Malik): *Gets off and again starts petting my hair* Nice kitty...
(Aisling): Umm, one, can you please stop that? Remember what happened last time you did that? And two, do I remind everyone of a cat around here?
(Bluefire): Apparently so.
(Aisling): Help? Before Ryou comes over here and I have to break up another argument?
(Ryou): MALIK ISHTAR!!!!!!!!
(Aisling): Aww, crap. Nevermind.
(Malik): EEP!!!! *Backs away*
(Aisling): Oh, boy, here we go again. Fighting bishies. Okay you two, calm down. Malik, like I said before, you're like a brother to me, but that's it. Ryou, you know I'm yours, so...yah.
(Ryou): *Glomps me* My angel-cat. Not yours, Malik.
(Aisling): Okay, I think you've been around Kura too long. Not that I'm complaining, but you being possessive is a little scary. Kind of like when you tried to strangle the guy behind the desk at that hotel in Tokyo.
(Ryou): You aren't going to let me live that one down, are you?
(Aisling): Nope, but hey, it was funny. (A/N: If anyone wants to know the whole bit behind that, just ask in a review and I'll try to explain it as best I can, but it's kind of an inside joke, so...yah.) Anyway, can someone please do the disclaimer for me?
Mokuba: Sure. My big sister does not own YGO, but any original chars. and the Millennium Star are hers.
Me: Arigatou, big brother. And now, on with the fic. I have to go make sure Marik and Kura haven't destroyed the mansion yet.
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*Chapter two*
(A/N: This is a flashback to when Aisling and Seto are 5, and Mokuba hasn't come into the picture yet.)
**Flashback**
The fighting was starting all over again. Five-year-old Seto Kaiba sighed as he stared up at the ceiling of his and his sister's shared bedroom. (A/N: Get your minds out of the gutters, ppl.)
Suddenly he heard a frightened whimper coming from the girl as something could be heard shattering against the living room wall downstairs. He looked over at her and saw her huddled on her bed, clutching a white teddy bear that was nearly half her size close to her chest. Her knees were drawn up to her chest and scared, lonely tears streamed down her face as her shoulders trembled with her sobs.
Throwing back his own blankets, he sat up, watching her. Aisling noticed his gaze on her, and glanced over at her brother. She sniffled once, forlornly, then she jumped up and ran over to him, curling up next to Seto and letting him hug her as she cried.
"Shh, it's okay. It's okay, please don't cry," Seto whispered so that their parents wouldn't know that they were still awake.
Aisling looked up at Seto, her dark, sapphire blue eyes shimmering with tears. "Seto, I'm scared. What's gonna happen to us?" she asked fearfully.
Seto just shook his head, trying to hold back his own tears. He really didn't know what to say to Aisling's heartbroken question. But he refused to let himself cry in front of her. No, he would try his best to be strong for her sake.
Just then, they both jumped as they heard the front door being slammed shut. The yelling had stopped, startling to two siblings. Seto and Aisling glanced over at their door, then back at each other. Aisling's eyes had gone very wide, her expression mirrored on her brother's face.
Aisling moved to hide her face in her brother's shirt again, but Seto let go of the small girl and gestured for her to go back to bed. She looked like she was going to protest, but Seto nodded as if to reassure her. Her shoulders slumped, and she reluctantly stood up, glancing back at Seto.
"It's okay. Just pretend to be asleep until mom leaves, okay?" Seto said quietly, knowing their mother would come in to see if they were awakened by the fighting. She always did.
Aisling nodded, feeling a little bit better, although not by much, and wandered back over to her side of the room. She curled up under her blankets, shifting so that she was laying on her side, facing the wall, and let her eyes drift closed. Seto did the same just before their bedroom door opened slightly.
Dim light from the hallway shone into the room, illuminating the 'sleeping' faces of the two twins. A young woman, who looked to be in her late twenties or early thirties with warm gray eyes and long brown hair, peered into the room, relieved to see that the fighting had not awoken them. She smiled sadly, shaking her head, then left the room, shutting the door quietly behind her.
As soon as the door was shut and Seto was sure that their mother was out of hearing range, he stood up and walked over to where Aisling was. He put his hand on her shoulder and shook her gently to let her know that the coast was clear, but he got no response from her.
It was then that he realized that she wasn't feigning sleep. He smiled sadly and ruffled her hair.
"I'll always take care of you, Aisling. It's just you and me, now," he whispered, before turning around and going back to bed.
**End Flashback**
To Be Continued.
Gomen nasai that this is so short. I swear, my rant at the start of this is longer than this chapter. Well, anyway, I hope you like it. It's just a sad little memory from when Aisling and Seto were little. And to clear up some confusion here, their mother was a very sweet woman, but she became cold and bitter after the divorce, which happened a few months after Mokuba was born. So that kind of explains why Aisling said that she really only remembers her mother acting like she hated her. Anyway, please R&R!!! Any flames will be used on the deranged pony or dice-boy and his groupies. (Sorry to anyone who likes them, but my friend and I find them really annoying). So...yah. Well, ja ne all!!!!! Laters!
~*Aisling Kaiba*~
Authoress: Aisling Kaiba
(Aisling): WOO-HOO! I'm actually getting to update something!!!!
(Seto): Don't tell me people actually like this MMMMPPPHHH!!!! *Has duct tape over his mouth to shut him up*
(Aisling): Oh, shut up, big brother. Besides, me and Ryou are the ones who get the worst end of it in this whole thing, so I don't see why you're complaining.
(Seto): MMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Malik): Aisling-chan? When do I get to be in this?
(Aisling): You're in the third part, Malik-kun.
(Malik): *Pouts cutely*
(Aisling): Must...resist...cuteness...aw, damn. Come here. *Hugs him*
(Malik): *Glomps me*
(Aisling): ACK! Can't...breathe....Malik...get...off!!!!
(Malik): *Gets off and again starts petting my hair* Nice kitty...
(Aisling): Umm, one, can you please stop that? Remember what happened last time you did that? And two, do I remind everyone of a cat around here?
(Bluefire): Apparently so.
(Aisling): Help? Before Ryou comes over here and I have to break up another argument?
(Ryou): MALIK ISHTAR!!!!!!!!
(Aisling): Aww, crap. Nevermind.
(Malik): EEP!!!! *Backs away*
(Aisling): Oh, boy, here we go again. Fighting bishies. Okay you two, calm down. Malik, like I said before, you're like a brother to me, but that's it. Ryou, you know I'm yours, so...yah.
(Ryou): *Glomps me* My angel-cat. Not yours, Malik.
(Aisling): Okay, I think you've been around Kura too long. Not that I'm complaining, but you being possessive is a little scary. Kind of like when you tried to strangle the guy behind the desk at that hotel in Tokyo.
(Ryou): You aren't going to let me live that one down, are you?
(Aisling): Nope, but hey, it was funny. (A/N: If anyone wants to know the whole bit behind that, just ask in a review and I'll try to explain it as best I can, but it's kind of an inside joke, so...yah.) Anyway, can someone please do the disclaimer for me?
Mokuba: Sure. My big sister does not own YGO, but any original chars. and the Millennium Star are hers.
Me: Arigatou, big brother. And now, on with the fic. I have to go make sure Marik and Kura haven't destroyed the mansion yet.
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*Chapter two*
(A/N: This is a flashback to when Aisling and Seto are 5, and Mokuba hasn't come into the picture yet.)
**Flashback**
The fighting was starting all over again. Five-year-old Seto Kaiba sighed as he stared up at the ceiling of his and his sister's shared bedroom. (A/N: Get your minds out of the gutters, ppl.)
Suddenly he heard a frightened whimper coming from the girl as something could be heard shattering against the living room wall downstairs. He looked over at her and saw her huddled on her bed, clutching a white teddy bear that was nearly half her size close to her chest. Her knees were drawn up to her chest and scared, lonely tears streamed down her face as her shoulders trembled with her sobs.
Throwing back his own blankets, he sat up, watching her. Aisling noticed his gaze on her, and glanced over at her brother. She sniffled once, forlornly, then she jumped up and ran over to him, curling up next to Seto and letting him hug her as she cried.
"Shh, it's okay. It's okay, please don't cry," Seto whispered so that their parents wouldn't know that they were still awake.
Aisling looked up at Seto, her dark, sapphire blue eyes shimmering with tears. "Seto, I'm scared. What's gonna happen to us?" she asked fearfully.
Seto just shook his head, trying to hold back his own tears. He really didn't know what to say to Aisling's heartbroken question. But he refused to let himself cry in front of her. No, he would try his best to be strong for her sake.
Just then, they both jumped as they heard the front door being slammed shut. The yelling had stopped, startling to two siblings. Seto and Aisling glanced over at their door, then back at each other. Aisling's eyes had gone very wide, her expression mirrored on her brother's face.
Aisling moved to hide her face in her brother's shirt again, but Seto let go of the small girl and gestured for her to go back to bed. She looked like she was going to protest, but Seto nodded as if to reassure her. Her shoulders slumped, and she reluctantly stood up, glancing back at Seto.
"It's okay. Just pretend to be asleep until mom leaves, okay?" Seto said quietly, knowing their mother would come in to see if they were awakened by the fighting. She always did.
Aisling nodded, feeling a little bit better, although not by much, and wandered back over to her side of the room. She curled up under her blankets, shifting so that she was laying on her side, facing the wall, and let her eyes drift closed. Seto did the same just before their bedroom door opened slightly.
Dim light from the hallway shone into the room, illuminating the 'sleeping' faces of the two twins. A young woman, who looked to be in her late twenties or early thirties with warm gray eyes and long brown hair, peered into the room, relieved to see that the fighting had not awoken them. She smiled sadly, shaking her head, then left the room, shutting the door quietly behind her.
As soon as the door was shut and Seto was sure that their mother was out of hearing range, he stood up and walked over to where Aisling was. He put his hand on her shoulder and shook her gently to let her know that the coast was clear, but he got no response from her.
It was then that he realized that she wasn't feigning sleep. He smiled sadly and ruffled her hair.
"I'll always take care of you, Aisling. It's just you and me, now," he whispered, before turning around and going back to bed.
**End Flashback**
To Be Continued.
Gomen nasai that this is so short. I swear, my rant at the start of this is longer than this chapter. Well, anyway, I hope you like it. It's just a sad little memory from when Aisling and Seto were little. And to clear up some confusion here, their mother was a very sweet woman, but she became cold and bitter after the divorce, which happened a few months after Mokuba was born. So that kind of explains why Aisling said that she really only remembers her mother acting like she hated her. Anyway, please R&R!!! Any flames will be used on the deranged pony or dice-boy and his groupies. (Sorry to anyone who likes them, but my friend and I find them really annoying). So...yah. Well, ja ne all!!!!! Laters!
~*Aisling Kaiba*~