[[[[[[[[[Well..this is it. The final chapter of empty spaces. ENJOY!.P.S I
know this sounds like they have deeper feelings for each other but it is
still purely friendship.]]]]]
'Meet me at the bridge at 6 by yourself.'
It was all the note had said. No signature. No envelope. No stamp. Just a simple folded piece of paper in the mailbox. But he knew whom it was from. It could only be one person.
Seto had sneaked out of his house to come out at night. He didn't care if his father was going to find out or not. He just wanted to know why she would want to see him. The sun had just begun to set but already the stars appeared in the darkened areas. Seto shivered. Partly from the night air. Partly from anticipation.
"6:05," he read form his wristwatch. "Where is she?"
His answer came with the gently padding of running sneakers. Turning around, he saw the girl that he hadn't seen in over 2 weeks. The person he hadn't expected to see ever again.
She stopped just a few feet away from him. "Hi Seto," she said, barely above a whisper. Seto nodded. "What do you want to talk about? Do you still hate me?"
"Yeah." she said, giving a weak smile. "I still hate your guts."
Seto didn't know what to say at the response. Instead, he gave an awkward smile back. They stood silently afterwards, acting like it was the first time they had truly recognized their friendship.
"Why didn't you come to school?" Seto said, breaking the trance. You missed two weeks and-"
"I'm not coming back," interrupted Celeste. "I have to..to live with my grandparents. My dad's in jail for the next few years so he can't take care of me." she started, chocking back tears," Its funny isn't it? I didn't know I had any relatives now I have to live with them." She wiped the tears with the back of her hands.
Seto stood stunned. Was this what Celeste wanted to tell him? "W-where are you moving to?" he stammered.
"I don't know. The only thing that lady told me was it was really far away..." her voice drifted off. "I don't know if I'll ever see you again," she added, her voice inaudible.
Seto felt a lump creeping up his throat. The pain was too much for him to handle. He had to bite his tongue to stop his mouth from trembling. He looked straight at Celeste who waited for a reply. "I'll miss you, Celeste."
Before he knew what was happening, two arms wrapped themselves around his neck. Celeste hid her face in his chest." I'll miss you, too. " She whispered in his ear. Seto blushed furiously but, luckily, the darkness of the night shadowed it. Not knowing what else to do, he pulled Celeste away from him. "Don't worry about it Celeste." he said, his eyes softening and a gentle smile on his lips. "We can always write letters. Do you know my address?"
Celeste looked up at him, shaking her head. "Seto... I don't think that'll work. I'm afraid we'll forget about each other or-"
"That'll never happen." said Seto firmly. "We'll always be friends and I will never forget about you. Never."
She looked at his crimson blue eyes, ablaze with determination. Celeste moved away form the hands and quickly wiped her remaining tears. "I have something for you," she said digging into her jean pocket. She pulled out something wrapped in a silver foil. Handing it to him, he read the words 'Duel Monsters'.
"What is it?"
"Its some kind of new game, " said Celeste, shrugging. "I know you love playing games. I just thought you'll like to learn a new one since you a master in all the other games. I even bought a pack for me." She took out another one. "Do you want to open it together?"
"Sure!" said Seto. They sat on the edge of the bridge, swinging their legs over the sides. [I know this is a safety hazard, but its a very small bridge..just go along with it]
"Now." commanded Seto and they each opened the sealed wrapper.
They looked through their cards. Seto was amazed at the pictures of the monsters. Some were pictures of beasts, items, and symbols. "Look what I got!" said Celeste excitedly. He looked at the card in her hand. The picture was of an arrow. "Living Arrow," read Seto, "How come it doesn't have the numbers at the bottom?"
Celeste read the piece of paper that came with the cards. "I think it's a magic card. It says the ones with the number at the bottom are the monster cards. We're supposed to use them together or something." She shrugged. "All I know is that it has a weapon on it so I know it has to be useful in some way."
Seto looked through his cards. He smirked when he came across one that looked powerful. "Guess what I have?" he asked, smugly, "A Blue Eyes White Dragon!" He showed her a card with a fierce silver-tinted dragon.
"Do you even know what that monster is?" said Celeste, laughing.
He shook his head. "No, but I like the sound of it. Besides, it looks really strong."
They spent ten minutes looking through each other's cards. Ten minutes passed. When they were finished, they laid flat down on the bridge, gazing at the early stars. There was a moment of silence.
"Do you really think we'll see each other again?" asked Celeste, turning to Seto. "I mean...what if I go far away and-?"
"Celeste, you worry way to much," Seto said calmly," I promise we will meet again." Seto returned the soft gaze of his companion. "We'll always be there for each other, no matter what the distance."
She smiled. "You better write back, Seto. Don't you dare break this promise to me." she warned." Okay?"
Seto nodded and watched as Celeste stood up and tucked the cards in her pockets. He followed. They said their goodbyes to each other and went their separate ways.
*
Seto opened the doors to see his little brother running towards him. "Did anything happen at school today, Seto?" Mokuba said excitedly.
"Nope. Normal as usual." answered Seto. "How about you?" Mokuba had started kindergarten that year. Since their school ended earlier, Seto came home later then Mokuba. "I learned most of the alphabet already! And the circle!"
Seto gave an approving smile. "Good job. Was there any mail today?" It had been only a week since Celeste had left but Seto felt like it had been months. Mokuba nodded and pointed to the counter in the kitchen. Seto threw his book bag on the couch and went to see if any were from Celeste.
Mokuba followed him. "Seto? Can you help me with my homework?" he asked shyly. "Please." "Sure Mokuba." Seto mumbled, shifting through all the junk mail. His heart jumped when he saw a letter addressed to him. He recognized Celeste's messy handwriting.
Mokuba tugged on his shirt. "Seto? Can you help me now?"
He still kept his eyes on the envelope. "Umm. Mokuba? Can I help you later? I need to do something first."
Mokuba started to whine."Seto-o-o-o. Please? It'll only be a little while." Seto really wanted to read Celeste's letter but he didn't want to let Mokuba down. He shoved the letter into his pocket and followed his brother.
Impatiently, Seto helped his brother in writing his name in print and tracing the designated letters. It took a while since Mokuba's hand was not yet used to a pencil. As soon as they were finished, Seto looked for something Mokuba could do while he's reading Celeste's letter.
He went into the kitchen and looked inside the junk drawer. A square chunk of plastic caught his eyes. It was the game Celeste had given to Mokuba a couple of years ago. He couldn't believe they still had it. Wiping off the dust from the screen, he turned it on. The screen glowed as though it was never used before.
When Mokuba saw it, he anxiously grabbed the toy and immediately became absorbed in the game. Seto sat on the bed beside him and took out the letter. As placed his hand over the sealed flap, about to tear it apart, the doorbell rang. "What is it now?!" thought Seto, angrily.
Leaving Mokuba and the letter on the floor, he ran to the door and opened it. A pretty woman and a buff-looking man stood on the porch. The woman had a sympathetic look on her. "Are you Seto?" she asked kindly.
Seto nodded. "Where is your brother?" she continued.
"He's in my room. Who are you?" he asked curiously.
The woman sighed and shook her head. "I don't know how to tell you this," she said, shaking her head," but your father has been in an accident."
*
The two people waited for Seto to pack Mokuba's and Seto's stuff in their suitcases. Mokuba didn't understand that their father had died and Seto tried hard to show no tears to upset his brother. "Its just a trip Mokuba." Seto lied," Like a vacation."
In the car ride, Seto sat next to his little brother in the backseat. Looking out the window, he dug into his pockets and felt something . Taking it out, Seto realized it was the cards Celeste had given to him. Oh no. He forgot about Celeste's letter! It was still on the floor of the bedroom!
"Stop!" Seto screamed to the man who was driving.
The woman turned around. "I'm sorry Seto. We can't."
"But I forgot something-" The woman shook her head and turned back to face the front.
Mokuba looked at him curiously. "Don't worry Seto. We're only going on a vacation."
Seto slumped back into his seat. He couldn't remember the address from where it came from. He couldn't write back to Celeste. He had broken another promise to her. "Why can't I ever keep any of my promises?" he thought, kicking the front seat in frustration.
He looked over at Mokuba who was peering out the window. "Mokuba?"
"Yes, big brother?"
"I'll always be there for you. I promise." whispered Seto.
Mokuba grinned and nodded. "I know." And turned back to the window. Seto slowly faced his side. "I'm not going to break that promise. I refuse to break another promise."
*
Celeste never received a reply. Though she kept peering eagerly in her grandparent's mailbox and sending dozens of letter, she never received a reply from her friend. After a year, she stopped and came to the conclusion that he had forgotten her. She never realized that Seto was at an orphanage and was unable to reach her. Slowly, she was able to push the memory to the back of her mind.
THE END
[ YEAH! finally finished. so happy. *does the I-just-competed-my-story-and- now-I'm-so-happy dance. Well I hope people will review on this. Sorry for the sad ending but I'm PLANNING on making a sequel. (see my profile for the summary) I'm sooo evil =). Unlike most people, I love a sad endings.....much more memorable don't ya think?
Okay..let me get my thoughts together...High Priest Seto was about Seto and Celeste in ancient Egypt-----This story is about Seto and Celeste in modern times but in their childhood---They both ended in each other 'not being together'. Since the next story will be most likely be placed in Seto's teenage years, (I don't want to do a futuristic one where everything's metallic and there's flying cars everywhere) it will most likely be their last chance to be together.
Will I let it be? Or will my love of sad endings be too much for me to defeat? *evil laughter* Review and if you want a sad ending (you know you like 'em) or a mushy sappy happy ending. It MIGHT help me decide ;)]
'Meet me at the bridge at 6 by yourself.'
It was all the note had said. No signature. No envelope. No stamp. Just a simple folded piece of paper in the mailbox. But he knew whom it was from. It could only be one person.
Seto had sneaked out of his house to come out at night. He didn't care if his father was going to find out or not. He just wanted to know why she would want to see him. The sun had just begun to set but already the stars appeared in the darkened areas. Seto shivered. Partly from the night air. Partly from anticipation.
"6:05," he read form his wristwatch. "Where is she?"
His answer came with the gently padding of running sneakers. Turning around, he saw the girl that he hadn't seen in over 2 weeks. The person he hadn't expected to see ever again.
She stopped just a few feet away from him. "Hi Seto," she said, barely above a whisper. Seto nodded. "What do you want to talk about? Do you still hate me?"
"Yeah." she said, giving a weak smile. "I still hate your guts."
Seto didn't know what to say at the response. Instead, he gave an awkward smile back. They stood silently afterwards, acting like it was the first time they had truly recognized their friendship.
"Why didn't you come to school?" Seto said, breaking the trance. You missed two weeks and-"
"I'm not coming back," interrupted Celeste. "I have to..to live with my grandparents. My dad's in jail for the next few years so he can't take care of me." she started, chocking back tears," Its funny isn't it? I didn't know I had any relatives now I have to live with them." She wiped the tears with the back of her hands.
Seto stood stunned. Was this what Celeste wanted to tell him? "W-where are you moving to?" he stammered.
"I don't know. The only thing that lady told me was it was really far away..." her voice drifted off. "I don't know if I'll ever see you again," she added, her voice inaudible.
Seto felt a lump creeping up his throat. The pain was too much for him to handle. He had to bite his tongue to stop his mouth from trembling. He looked straight at Celeste who waited for a reply. "I'll miss you, Celeste."
Before he knew what was happening, two arms wrapped themselves around his neck. Celeste hid her face in his chest." I'll miss you, too. " She whispered in his ear. Seto blushed furiously but, luckily, the darkness of the night shadowed it. Not knowing what else to do, he pulled Celeste away from him. "Don't worry about it Celeste." he said, his eyes softening and a gentle smile on his lips. "We can always write letters. Do you know my address?"
Celeste looked up at him, shaking her head. "Seto... I don't think that'll work. I'm afraid we'll forget about each other or-"
"That'll never happen." said Seto firmly. "We'll always be friends and I will never forget about you. Never."
She looked at his crimson blue eyes, ablaze with determination. Celeste moved away form the hands and quickly wiped her remaining tears. "I have something for you," she said digging into her jean pocket. She pulled out something wrapped in a silver foil. Handing it to him, he read the words 'Duel Monsters'.
"What is it?"
"Its some kind of new game, " said Celeste, shrugging. "I know you love playing games. I just thought you'll like to learn a new one since you a master in all the other games. I even bought a pack for me." She took out another one. "Do you want to open it together?"
"Sure!" said Seto. They sat on the edge of the bridge, swinging their legs over the sides. [I know this is a safety hazard, but its a very small bridge..just go along with it]
"Now." commanded Seto and they each opened the sealed wrapper.
They looked through their cards. Seto was amazed at the pictures of the monsters. Some were pictures of beasts, items, and symbols. "Look what I got!" said Celeste excitedly. He looked at the card in her hand. The picture was of an arrow. "Living Arrow," read Seto, "How come it doesn't have the numbers at the bottom?"
Celeste read the piece of paper that came with the cards. "I think it's a magic card. It says the ones with the number at the bottom are the monster cards. We're supposed to use them together or something." She shrugged. "All I know is that it has a weapon on it so I know it has to be useful in some way."
Seto looked through his cards. He smirked when he came across one that looked powerful. "Guess what I have?" he asked, smugly, "A Blue Eyes White Dragon!" He showed her a card with a fierce silver-tinted dragon.
"Do you even know what that monster is?" said Celeste, laughing.
He shook his head. "No, but I like the sound of it. Besides, it looks really strong."
They spent ten minutes looking through each other's cards. Ten minutes passed. When they were finished, they laid flat down on the bridge, gazing at the early stars. There was a moment of silence.
"Do you really think we'll see each other again?" asked Celeste, turning to Seto. "I mean...what if I go far away and-?"
"Celeste, you worry way to much," Seto said calmly," I promise we will meet again." Seto returned the soft gaze of his companion. "We'll always be there for each other, no matter what the distance."
She smiled. "You better write back, Seto. Don't you dare break this promise to me." she warned." Okay?"
Seto nodded and watched as Celeste stood up and tucked the cards in her pockets. He followed. They said their goodbyes to each other and went their separate ways.
*
Seto opened the doors to see his little brother running towards him. "Did anything happen at school today, Seto?" Mokuba said excitedly.
"Nope. Normal as usual." answered Seto. "How about you?" Mokuba had started kindergarten that year. Since their school ended earlier, Seto came home later then Mokuba. "I learned most of the alphabet already! And the circle!"
Seto gave an approving smile. "Good job. Was there any mail today?" It had been only a week since Celeste had left but Seto felt like it had been months. Mokuba nodded and pointed to the counter in the kitchen. Seto threw his book bag on the couch and went to see if any were from Celeste.
Mokuba followed him. "Seto? Can you help me with my homework?" he asked shyly. "Please." "Sure Mokuba." Seto mumbled, shifting through all the junk mail. His heart jumped when he saw a letter addressed to him. He recognized Celeste's messy handwriting.
Mokuba tugged on his shirt. "Seto? Can you help me now?"
He still kept his eyes on the envelope. "Umm. Mokuba? Can I help you later? I need to do something first."
Mokuba started to whine."Seto-o-o-o. Please? It'll only be a little while." Seto really wanted to read Celeste's letter but he didn't want to let Mokuba down. He shoved the letter into his pocket and followed his brother.
Impatiently, Seto helped his brother in writing his name in print and tracing the designated letters. It took a while since Mokuba's hand was not yet used to a pencil. As soon as they were finished, Seto looked for something Mokuba could do while he's reading Celeste's letter.
He went into the kitchen and looked inside the junk drawer. A square chunk of plastic caught his eyes. It was the game Celeste had given to Mokuba a couple of years ago. He couldn't believe they still had it. Wiping off the dust from the screen, he turned it on. The screen glowed as though it was never used before.
When Mokuba saw it, he anxiously grabbed the toy and immediately became absorbed in the game. Seto sat on the bed beside him and took out the letter. As placed his hand over the sealed flap, about to tear it apart, the doorbell rang. "What is it now?!" thought Seto, angrily.
Leaving Mokuba and the letter on the floor, he ran to the door and opened it. A pretty woman and a buff-looking man stood on the porch. The woman had a sympathetic look on her. "Are you Seto?" she asked kindly.
Seto nodded. "Where is your brother?" she continued.
"He's in my room. Who are you?" he asked curiously.
The woman sighed and shook her head. "I don't know how to tell you this," she said, shaking her head," but your father has been in an accident."
*
The two people waited for Seto to pack Mokuba's and Seto's stuff in their suitcases. Mokuba didn't understand that their father had died and Seto tried hard to show no tears to upset his brother. "Its just a trip Mokuba." Seto lied," Like a vacation."
In the car ride, Seto sat next to his little brother in the backseat. Looking out the window, he dug into his pockets and felt something . Taking it out, Seto realized it was the cards Celeste had given to him. Oh no. He forgot about Celeste's letter! It was still on the floor of the bedroom!
"Stop!" Seto screamed to the man who was driving.
The woman turned around. "I'm sorry Seto. We can't."
"But I forgot something-" The woman shook her head and turned back to face the front.
Mokuba looked at him curiously. "Don't worry Seto. We're only going on a vacation."
Seto slumped back into his seat. He couldn't remember the address from where it came from. He couldn't write back to Celeste. He had broken another promise to her. "Why can't I ever keep any of my promises?" he thought, kicking the front seat in frustration.
He looked over at Mokuba who was peering out the window. "Mokuba?"
"Yes, big brother?"
"I'll always be there for you. I promise." whispered Seto.
Mokuba grinned and nodded. "I know." And turned back to the window. Seto slowly faced his side. "I'm not going to break that promise. I refuse to break another promise."
*
Celeste never received a reply. Though she kept peering eagerly in her grandparent's mailbox and sending dozens of letter, she never received a reply from her friend. After a year, she stopped and came to the conclusion that he had forgotten her. She never realized that Seto was at an orphanage and was unable to reach her. Slowly, she was able to push the memory to the back of her mind.
THE END
[ YEAH! finally finished. so happy. *does the I-just-competed-my-story-and- now-I'm-so-happy dance. Well I hope people will review on this. Sorry for the sad ending but I'm PLANNING on making a sequel. (see my profile for the summary) I'm sooo evil =). Unlike most people, I love a sad endings.....much more memorable don't ya think?
Okay..let me get my thoughts together...High Priest Seto was about Seto and Celeste in ancient Egypt-----This story is about Seto and Celeste in modern times but in their childhood---They both ended in each other 'not being together'. Since the next story will be most likely be placed in Seto's teenage years, (I don't want to do a futuristic one where everything's metallic and there's flying cars everywhere) it will most likely be their last chance to be together.
Will I let it be? Or will my love of sad endings be too much for me to defeat? *evil laughter* Review and if you want a sad ending (you know you like 'em) or a mushy sappy happy ending. It MIGHT help me decide ;)]