Yu-Gi-Oh! Story 2: Turmoil
By: Jenrya Lee
Note: Saendie helped me with this! She cleared a lot of things up. Thanks Saendie! (She wrote a nice Yu-Gi-Oh! Story called 'Wooden Horse') ^_^ Well, Seto owned the Millennium Rod Egypt, but Malik stole it. Yes, I know this was referred to Saendie's story. But I got permission. Well, everyone knows Millennium Item means Yami, right? Well, since Seto had one, did anyone ever think it might come back? YES. Nightmares are involved in this! TO BAD! ^_~
Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh! Is not owned by me, but by...Konami? O.K, I don't know who owns it, buts it not me!
Chapter 1: Change begins!
Seto ran his fingers through his dark brown hair. 'Me and my darn nightmares!' Seto sighed. For the past week, nightmares flooded his mind. 'I'm an adult! Stop being a baby Kaiba!' Seto fiddled with his fingers, when Mokuba knocked the door. Mokuba kept his hair long, and got his brother's good looks. (A/N: Yes, Seto's good looks.) Mokuba's hair was terribly messed up. "You woke me Seto. I got school tomorrow!" Mokuba said sternly, slamming the door. Seto muttered under his breath. Mokuba was taking a special class dealing with....um....Seto couldn't remember. He was to tired. The nightmare popped into his head again.....
Seto was in Ancient Egypt. He was Pharaoh, and held a long, gold rod in his hand. He was proud of that Rod. It gave him an advantage in 'The Shadow Games'. He had a yami.....
Seto frowned. 'Why the heck did that scare me so much? I had the Millennium Rod, big deal!'
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"Seto!!! Kaibaaaaaaaaa!" Yugi called, running after his tall; very tall, friend. Seto didn't pay attention as his mind wandered. Yugi looked at Seto. 'Oh.....darnnit. He's thinking again.' Yami Yugi said. 'Shut it Yami.' 'But-' 'Shut it.' Yugi shook Seto's shoulder. Seto turned around. "Yugi! Don't do that when I'm thinking!" Seto snapped, as fury covered his eyes. 'I'm so scared!-' 'YAMI! SHUT IT!' Yami Yugi glared at Yugi. "Yugi, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you!" Seto said, as he frowned. "What's wrong?" Yugi asked, smiling happily at Seto, who had his short brown hair matted on his hair with sweat. He had thick bangs under his eyes, and his eyes were blood red. 'He didn't sleep.' Yami said. 'No duhhhh.'
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"Mornin' class!" "Morning Mrs. Tateyu!" The class chorused. "Now, I will give everyone an independent report to do. About Friendship." Mrs. Tateyu said. Seto groaned. "Something wrong, Mr. Kaiba?" The teacher asked. Seto shook his head. "Wonderful. Any ideas?" Anzu's hand flew up. "Mrs. Mazaki." "Can I find the origin of my friends name?" Anzu asked. Jounouchi noticed that Seto was frightened at the thought. "O.K. Just get all your friends name." Seto was walking home alone. 'I'm lucky I still have a home...' "Seto!"Anzu grabbed Seto shoulder. "What's you name mean?!" Anzu asked curiously. A pen was in her right hand, a memo pad in the other. "Origin, I mean." "Um.....-" "Anzu, I bought you your book!" Honda said, racing up to Anzu. He was with Jounouchi and Yugi. Seto read the cover to himself. 'Name meanings and Origins' by 'Kamika Jeanne.' Anzu grabbed the book out of Honda's hand. "Yugi means 'Play'. As in playing games and stuff. The origin is that the person would play games and stuff....O.K." Anzu scrolled through the book to the 'S' section. "Seto means....oh my god." Anzu looked up at Seto. Seto calmly stuffed his hands in his pocket. "It means 'Oh my god'? Isn't Kami-sama-" "Jounouchi, shut up. Seto means turmoil. Origin is that a person possesses a dark soul and heart." Anzu looked up at Seto, who kept his face turned away from her. "You never told us...."
Seto laid in his room. thinking hard. "My name means Turmoiled Seahorse.....damn." Mokuba walked in. "Seto, you promised to drive me to soccer practice." Seto glared at his younger brother. Mokuba slowly backed away. "Gomen Nasai!" Mokuba closed the door. Seto glared at the door. His expression softened. "Mokuba, wait!" Seto quickly picked up his keys, and led his brother to the car.
"Seto, I'm worried about you." Mokuba said, looking at his elder brothers face, rough with concentration. Or thought. Probably both. "What for?" Seto said, his voice annoyed and stiff. "You're acting oddly lately." Mokuba said, fiddling with his blue scarf, which he kept around his neck. 'I've fought so hard to get Seto back!' Mokuba thought. Mokuba remembered that he got kidnaped. Mokuba had to make a rope of sheets to get out of that idiotic dungeon Pegasus kept him in. But then he got kidnaped again. And Seto wanted to save him, but had to keep a very low profile. Everyone thought he was dead. Suddenly, a very funny thought sprang into Mokuba's mind. "Hey, Seto, remember when you tried to make the Blue Eyes White Dragons that were stolen from you get viruses? Then Pegasus caught you, and little pink bunnies hopped across the screen?" Mokuba asked. Seto glared at his brother. He abruptly stopped the car and push his younger brother out. "I'll be back at 6:00 to pick you up." Then Seto drove away. Mokuba struggled to keep from falling. "Did you see the guy driving that car?" "He was so cutttteeee!""He is the CEO of Kaiba Corp." A girl said happily. "Cute and rich!" A few girls giggled. "Oh, he is mad. Insane. After Yugi Muuto beat him, he's been mental." Another girl said. "He's still cute!" Mokuba walked up to the several girls. "He is my brother!"Mokuba siad in defense. "That lunatic....is your brother?" One of the girls asked. Mokuba nodded. "I feel so sorry for you." The girls scurried away. 'I think I understand why Seto breaks so much under pressure.' Mokuba thought bitterly.
"So....his faith was like....written out." Anzu said, whispering to Jounouchi, Honda, and Yugi. They were inside Seto Kaiba's living room; which, like the rest of the house, was huge. They were invited to dinner. Seto had left the room three minutes before to pick Mokuba up from soccer practice. Anzu had, of course, waited until Seto had left to start talking. "This house is so empty with parents or elders." Yugi pointed out. Everyone nodded in agreement. "Poor guy. Sacrificed everythin' for his bro-" "Yuggggiiiiii!" Mokuba glomped Yugi tightly around the waist. "Yeah yeah...." Seto pried his brother's iron grip off Yugi. Then he glared at Yugi and said quietly, "Mansions have camera's with microphones.....do think before you talk about me behind my back next time....."
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Seto inserted the tape into the VCR. He pressed 'play' on the long, slender, well crafted remote. (A/N: In other words, a $3,000 remote that comes with a $30,000 VCR. The VCR is built for a $300,000 T.V......) "So....his faith was like....written out." Seto forced himself to keep the tape going. "This house is so empty with parents or elders." Seto now forced himself not to break the T.V. 'You already know that you don't have parents! Why do you care now, Seto?' Seto shook the thought away, and turned his attention to the screen. "Poor guy. Sacrificed everythin' for his bro." Seto stopped the tape. Being a millionaire had it's advantages now and then. Now was definitely one of those times. 'You seeee?! I told you! Friends don't exist! Friendship is just a word!' Seto told himself. "Just a word.....a pathetic word....worth nothing. Nothing at all...." Seto let the remote fall on the carpeted floor, as the VCR automatically stopped itself. He placed his white trench-coat on himself and quickly strolled out the door.
(Jenrya: How's this story going? Yes, Yami's will arise, tapes will be seen, lies will be told, hearts will be broken! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Ahem. ((Anyone who e-mails me telling me three correct predictions of this story will get a continuation or spoiler for the story of their choice!)) Well, R&R!)