Author Notes: Waah! ThankyouThankyouThankyouThankyou!!!!! Thanks, everyone for the kind reviews and creative criticism. I'm thrilled that people like this fan fic. It's my first Yu-Gi-Oh! one and I wasn't sure of how it would go, only that young Seto and Mokuba would meet the group in the future...
@.@ I know how at certain parts of the fan fic, there are mistakes in spelling and grammar. I've been in a hurry to make more chapters so you guys can read and that's not a good excuse for the baaaad spelling and grammar. After I finish writing the fan fic, I'll go over each chapter to change ALL the mistakes and even add more description to parts so it flows more readily.
The song that Seto "sings" is actually a Japanese song from Digimon 02 called "Yuuki wo Tsubasa ni Shite" or "I'll Turn My Courage Into Wings", which is the image song for Taichi (Tai for Eng dubbed). These are just the english lyrics that I used from Megchan's J-Pop Pages (http://www.megchan.com) so go there to see all the lyrics, she has. They're all great ^_^
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Also, you might notice that this is Part "a" of Chapter 4 because both "a" and "b" 's events happen at the same time but are different. Part "a" would feature Seto and Mokuba while Part "b" is the conversation between Older Seto, Older Mokuba with the others on their past. Chapter 4 is definitely grounds for character development and revelations so it may take me a while to finish Part "a" and "b". Please be patient.
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(...) My own comments aka Author comments.
~...~ thoughts
//...// thoughts sent through a bond (like Yami and Yugi)
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The Ties That Bind - CHAPTER 4 - Part "a"
By: Takeru Takaishi
"This is the bedroom of Master Seto Kaiba. The master wishes that you make sure you make yourself comfortable here. I'll be downstairs if you need anything further." With those words, Michael left Seto and Mokuba to the master bedroom to rest.
As compared to the rest of the mansion, the master bedroom wasn't anything really extraordinary. The room was probably the size as a normal master bedroom in a large house rather than one of a gigantic mansion. Against the back wall, a huge king-sized bed rested. Against another wall, was a small bookshelf with several books and a desk next to the bookshelf. A small desk lamp laid unlit on the desk. Large double windows was all that composed of the farthest wall. Two doors in the last wall, upon inspection led to a large bathroom with a shower stall, sink and a small bathtub. Even though there was a light switch next to the bedroom door, light wasn't necessary since light was still out and rays shimmered through the curtains of the dark blue double curtains, shrouding the room in a dark blue.
"Seto..?" Seto turned around to face Mokuba, who had already made himself comfortable in the king-sized bed and was looking at Seto, "Aren't you going to sleep too?"
Seto walked slowly toward Mokuba, who laid still awake on one half of the bed. Mokuba's raven black hair spreading out around his head in a pool of black. Seto sat kneeing next to the bed, finding that his arms could comfortably rest on the bed.
"Nah. I'm not tired. I'll just stay here and read a book or something, Mokuba. Go to sleep, little brother."
Mokuba shook his head, "I can't sleep, Seto....could you tell me a story?"
"A...story?" Seto sweatdropped, mouth slightly ajar, remembering the LAST time he tried telling a bedtime story, Mokuba wouldn't go to sleep until he heard it FIVE more times!
"How about a song then?"
The sweatdrop grew bigger with THAT suggestion.
"Seto..?" Mokuba was waiting with the most ADORABLE, UNRESISTABLE look on his face that Seto knew that Mokuba knew that Seto never refused to.
Seto contemplated in his mind, which was the worst of the two evils.
"Okay..okay...I'll try a song that mother sung to me...don't laugh, okay? It's been a while since I've heard it.." Mokuba nodded, he was just a baby when they had lost their mother so he knew nothing about her.
"I'll turn my courage into wings
And fly away soon
Now matter when
I always believe in you
If I'm with you
I can cross over to the other side of the sky
Now matter how hard it seems
I'm sure we'll be all right
That's right
We're unfinished dreamers
We'l stick out our chest to the wind as we go
I'll turn my courage into wings
And fly away now
Unafraid of making mistakes
I'll turn my courage into wings
And fly away soon
Now matter when
I always believe in you
There are times when I can't be strong
Times when I'm disappointed in myself
But I'll keep trying
Because I have you
That's right
We're the dreamers of the future
We've got to make our hearts evolve, too
I'll turn my courage into wings
Let's start from here
Even if I have to do it 100 times, I'll get it right
I'll turn my courage into wings
Let's start soon
Now matter when
I always believe in you
I'll turn my courage into wings
And fly away now
Unafraid of making mistakes
I'll turn my courage into wings
And fly away soon
Now matter when
I always believe in you..."
As Seto finished singing the song, he looked silently at the new sleeping Mokuba, who dozed off as soon as Seto finished the last words. With no one to watch him, Seto sat himself down on the cold wooden floor, folding his legs up to his chest tightly. He wrapped his arms around his knees and hugged his body tight. He rested his head on his knees and closed his eyes to stop the on rush of emotions and tears from falling down his cheeks.
It didn't work.
Tears now streamed down his cheeks, as he rocked his body back and forth, murmuring the same word over and over, "Mother....."
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After a few minutes, Seto pulled himself together, feeling a hole inside of him that will never to be healed completely. He stood up and looked at Mokuba sleeping peacefully on the bed.
"Mokuba.." With those words, he tucked Mokuba in so he wouldn't be cold, fearing that the rain from earlier would make him easily suspectible to a cold.
He walked around the room, quietly finally coming to the desk. On the desk was a small picture frame with a picture of Mokuba and Seto playing a game of chess (Everyone knows which one I'm talking about ^^). Seto fingered the picture hestiantely, not remembering playing chess with Mokuba at this time and place and assumed it would be in their near future. Placing the frame carefully back on the desk, Seto looked to see what else Older Seto had on it. To the side of the desk, seating ever so delicately was a deck..of cards?!
Seto cocked his head to the side with curiousity, picking up the deck with his right hand and flipping over the top face-down card on it...On it was an image of a beautiful white dragon, majestic in its raw power with the bluest eyes that seemed to look into the card holder's soul, deeming them worthy of its power..
"Blue White White Dragon..hmm.." Seto read outloud, feeling himself drawn to the card in his hand.
He sat himself down on the chair next to the desk, placing the card on the desk. Drawing out the next one, he found it was another Blue Eyes White Dragon card! Placing that one next to its twin, Seto drew a third card..a third Blue Eyes White Dragon card! Laying the three cards next to each other, Seto wondered if the deck was JUST Blue Eyes. The fourth card proved him wrong as it was called Dark Stalker. From then on, Seto kept drawing each new card from the card, reading them and laying them on the desk. Their names repeating in his mind...Blue Eyes White Dragon...Dark Stalker...La Jinn Mystical Genie of the Lamp...Battle Ox...Sagi the Dark Clown...feeling himself drawn to each card..
~These cards...why do I feel myself drawn so unexplainably to them like a moth to fire..like something...so natural in holding them..it feels so...so right..~ Seto thought, gently caressing each card like it was something magical and special.
Of all the cards, the three Blue Eyes White Dragon cards were what he felt a bond with the most..their power...beauty...his breath was taken away by looking at them and holding them was like meeting an old friend once again in so many long years..
"Blue Eyes..." Calling it in reverence, something few people ever did since few duelist won against its ferocity and power.
~Why? I feel like you're my past...present...future....like I can believe in you always..Have faith in your power and trust in your faithfullness....but for what? What are these cards?~ Seto contemplated these thoughts long and hard for the rest of the time, Mokuba lay sleeping in bed...
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So what do you think? Comments? I hope you liked it! Sorry about the delay...the next part with Older Seto, etc should be out in two days 'cause it'll take a while to write out everyone I want to say ^_~
@.@ I know how at certain parts of the fan fic, there are mistakes in spelling and grammar. I've been in a hurry to make more chapters so you guys can read and that's not a good excuse for the baaaad spelling and grammar. After I finish writing the fan fic, I'll go over each chapter to change ALL the mistakes and even add more description to parts so it flows more readily.
The song that Seto "sings" is actually a Japanese song from Digimon 02 called "Yuuki wo Tsubasa ni Shite" or "I'll Turn My Courage Into Wings", which is the image song for Taichi (Tai for Eng dubbed). These are just the english lyrics that I used from Megchan's J-Pop Pages (http://www.megchan.com) so go there to see all the lyrics, she has. They're all great ^_^
==============================READ==========================================
Also, you might notice that this is Part "a" of Chapter 4 because both "a" and "b" 's events happen at the same time but are different. Part "a" would feature Seto and Mokuba while Part "b" is the conversation between Older Seto, Older Mokuba with the others on their past. Chapter 4 is definitely grounds for character development and revelations so it may take me a while to finish Part "a" and "b". Please be patient.
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(...) My own comments aka Author comments.
~...~ thoughts
//...// thoughts sent through a bond (like Yami and Yugi)
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The Ties That Bind - CHAPTER 4 - Part "a"
By: Takeru Takaishi
"This is the bedroom of Master Seto Kaiba. The master wishes that you make sure you make yourself comfortable here. I'll be downstairs if you need anything further." With those words, Michael left Seto and Mokuba to the master bedroom to rest.
As compared to the rest of the mansion, the master bedroom wasn't anything really extraordinary. The room was probably the size as a normal master bedroom in a large house rather than one of a gigantic mansion. Against the back wall, a huge king-sized bed rested. Against another wall, was a small bookshelf with several books and a desk next to the bookshelf. A small desk lamp laid unlit on the desk. Large double windows was all that composed of the farthest wall. Two doors in the last wall, upon inspection led to a large bathroom with a shower stall, sink and a small bathtub. Even though there was a light switch next to the bedroom door, light wasn't necessary since light was still out and rays shimmered through the curtains of the dark blue double curtains, shrouding the room in a dark blue.
"Seto..?" Seto turned around to face Mokuba, who had already made himself comfortable in the king-sized bed and was looking at Seto, "Aren't you going to sleep too?"
Seto walked slowly toward Mokuba, who laid still awake on one half of the bed. Mokuba's raven black hair spreading out around his head in a pool of black. Seto sat kneeing next to the bed, finding that his arms could comfortably rest on the bed.
"Nah. I'm not tired. I'll just stay here and read a book or something, Mokuba. Go to sleep, little brother."
Mokuba shook his head, "I can't sleep, Seto....could you tell me a story?"
"A...story?" Seto sweatdropped, mouth slightly ajar, remembering the LAST time he tried telling a bedtime story, Mokuba wouldn't go to sleep until he heard it FIVE more times!
"How about a song then?"
The sweatdrop grew bigger with THAT suggestion.
"Seto..?" Mokuba was waiting with the most ADORABLE, UNRESISTABLE look on his face that Seto knew that Mokuba knew that Seto never refused to.
Seto contemplated in his mind, which was the worst of the two evils.
"Okay..okay...I'll try a song that mother sung to me...don't laugh, okay? It's been a while since I've heard it.." Mokuba nodded, he was just a baby when they had lost their mother so he knew nothing about her.
"I'll turn my courage into wings
And fly away soon
Now matter when
I always believe in you
If I'm with you
I can cross over to the other side of the sky
Now matter how hard it seems
I'm sure we'll be all right
That's right
We're unfinished dreamers
We'l stick out our chest to the wind as we go
I'll turn my courage into wings
And fly away now
Unafraid of making mistakes
I'll turn my courage into wings
And fly away soon
Now matter when
I always believe in you
There are times when I can't be strong
Times when I'm disappointed in myself
But I'll keep trying
Because I have you
That's right
We're the dreamers of the future
We've got to make our hearts evolve, too
I'll turn my courage into wings
Let's start from here
Even if I have to do it 100 times, I'll get it right
I'll turn my courage into wings
Let's start soon
Now matter when
I always believe in you
I'll turn my courage into wings
And fly away now
Unafraid of making mistakes
I'll turn my courage into wings
And fly away soon
Now matter when
I always believe in you..."
As Seto finished singing the song, he looked silently at the new sleeping Mokuba, who dozed off as soon as Seto finished the last words. With no one to watch him, Seto sat himself down on the cold wooden floor, folding his legs up to his chest tightly. He wrapped his arms around his knees and hugged his body tight. He rested his head on his knees and closed his eyes to stop the on rush of emotions and tears from falling down his cheeks.
It didn't work.
Tears now streamed down his cheeks, as he rocked his body back and forth, murmuring the same word over and over, "Mother....."
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After a few minutes, Seto pulled himself together, feeling a hole inside of him that will never to be healed completely. He stood up and looked at Mokuba sleeping peacefully on the bed.
"Mokuba.." With those words, he tucked Mokuba in so he wouldn't be cold, fearing that the rain from earlier would make him easily suspectible to a cold.
He walked around the room, quietly finally coming to the desk. On the desk was a small picture frame with a picture of Mokuba and Seto playing a game of chess (Everyone knows which one I'm talking about ^^). Seto fingered the picture hestiantely, not remembering playing chess with Mokuba at this time and place and assumed it would be in their near future. Placing the frame carefully back on the desk, Seto looked to see what else Older Seto had on it. To the side of the desk, seating ever so delicately was a deck..of cards?!
Seto cocked his head to the side with curiousity, picking up the deck with his right hand and flipping over the top face-down card on it...On it was an image of a beautiful white dragon, majestic in its raw power with the bluest eyes that seemed to look into the card holder's soul, deeming them worthy of its power..
"Blue White White Dragon..hmm.." Seto read outloud, feeling himself drawn to the card in his hand.
He sat himself down on the chair next to the desk, placing the card on the desk. Drawing out the next one, he found it was another Blue Eyes White Dragon card! Placing that one next to its twin, Seto drew a third card..a third Blue Eyes White Dragon card! Laying the three cards next to each other, Seto wondered if the deck was JUST Blue Eyes. The fourth card proved him wrong as it was called Dark Stalker. From then on, Seto kept drawing each new card from the card, reading them and laying them on the desk. Their names repeating in his mind...Blue Eyes White Dragon...Dark Stalker...La Jinn Mystical Genie of the Lamp...Battle Ox...Sagi the Dark Clown...feeling himself drawn to each card..
~These cards...why do I feel myself drawn so unexplainably to them like a moth to fire..like something...so natural in holding them..it feels so...so right..~ Seto thought, gently caressing each card like it was something magical and special.
Of all the cards, the three Blue Eyes White Dragon cards were what he felt a bond with the most..their power...beauty...his breath was taken away by looking at them and holding them was like meeting an old friend once again in so many long years..
"Blue Eyes..." Calling it in reverence, something few people ever did since few duelist won against its ferocity and power.
~Why? I feel like you're my past...present...future....like I can believe in you always..Have faith in your power and trust in your faithfullness....but for what? What are these cards?~ Seto contemplated these thoughts long and hard for the rest of the time, Mokuba lay sleeping in bed...
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So what do you think? Comments? I hope you liked it! Sorry about the delay...the next part with Older Seto, etc should be out in two days 'cause it'll take a while to write out everyone I want to say ^_~