Unfinished Symphony
By: Blue Eyes Demon
Disclaimer: No I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, but I do own the Japanese Manga now! Over 20 of them I bought when I went to Toronto. Now I am going to translate them.try I say!!!!
Note: I hope I haven't kept you waiting too long for this chapter! I just was on vacation. This chapter I must say was one of my hardest and longest. I hope you are please with what I wrote and don't worry if you are confused by the ending, I hope my next chapter will explain it all. This chapter took me about 5 hours to write all in one shot!!! Enjoy and review!!!
Chapter III: Through the Other Side of the Mirror.
Nikko arrived home later in the evening after her parents had picked her up from the hospital. They entered the house quietly as Nikko took off her shoes and hung up her coat. Slowly she turned around to face her parents as she spoke, "I'm going upstairs to my room to rest. I still feel tired."
Her parents nodded as she tuned around and made her way up the stairs, and down the hallway to her room. She entered the room as she lay on the bed thinking about what had happened earlier.
A tear fell from her face as she remembered the horrified look on Kaiba's face. Silently she whispered, "Oh, Seto why? Why did you have to see that?"
A knock was heard on her door as she called out, "Come in."
Nikko got up from the bed to find her father standing there as he spoke, "Can I ask you something."
Nikko nodded as her father closed the door and sat down in a chair nearby. He took a deep breath as he asked, "What happened this morning?"
Nikko looked down at her feet as she replied back, "I don't know, I guess I wasn't feeling good after walking in the rain."
Her father nodded and gently spoke, "I hope you are doing ok at Domino. I would hate if this turned out like it did at the other school."
Nikko nodded again as she thought deeply about what her father had said. She decided to say something, "I am doing fine. I love this school in fact, I just wasn't feeling good today, and I needed some rest." She knew it was a lie, but how could she tell her father the truth when she didn't even believe it herself.
Her father sat up from the chair as he made his way towards the door and said, "I hope things are ok." He opened the door and left.
As the door shut Nikko took a deep sigh, she knew she couldn't reveal to her father what happened, as she went to get ready to go to sleep. Ready for what she thought would be a good nights rest.
As she crawled into the bed under the covers she set her alarm clock so she could wake up for school tomorrow. Deeply she wondered if it was wise to go tomorrow but she didn't care what anyone at school thought. They didn't know the real truth behind why she fainted.
The alarm clock woke her up the next morning. She looked at it with heavy eyes and noticed that it was 7:30am as she got up for her bed and did her usual morning routines. While she was preparing to leave the house her mother noticed her about to leave and she called her name.
Nikko heard her mother's voice and went back into the living room to where her mother was. Her mother started the conversation, "Nikko, are you feeling up to going back to school today?"
Nikko nodded. Her mother continued, "Your sure? You had a real scare yesterday, it would be ok if you stayed home today."
Nikko shook her head and responded back, "No I'm fine! Really!"
Her mother nodded and gestured that she should leave for school. Nikko left and walked down the road thinking that she wished she had her car, but it still needed a new battery.
Nikko approached the school minutes later, she entered the school as some kids nearby glared at her and whispered to themselves. She walked slowly to her locker calmly realizing that Yugi and the others weren't around; they must have already gone to class, which is where she should be right now.
Class was starting as she walked into the room just before Sumoji-sensei did role call and as she walked in everyone stared at her. She quickly took her seat and pulled out her books as the teacher took role call. While he called out everyone's name she thought of why was she here? She could have took the day off, anyone else would.
Sumoji-sensei called out for Kaiba's name, but there was no response to it as the teacher called his name out a second time, again there was no response. Nikko looked towards Kaiba's desk and saw that no one was there, she wondered where he was, and he wasn't the type to miss class.
She snapped out of her thoughts at the mention of her name being called a couple of times. Sumoji-sensei looked at her annoyed at the fact she wasn't paying any attention.
The rest of the class period was slow; Nikko didn't even bother with her work very much. Her mind was elsewhere, it was with yesterday; why, or what happened? She felt a tear crawl down her face as she remembered the shattered glass and Seto's unmistakable face. Where was he? If only she knew.
The bell called with the teacher dismissing the class for the lunch break. Nikko closed her books, she didn't want to go to the cafeteria, and she didn't want to see the faces of people looking at her like she was on exhibit. She slowly got up from her desk and made her way out of the room.
As she left the class she heard a noise, it sounded like a phone. She looked in her bag shuffling other things away and pulled out a slender cell phone. She wondered why she had her phone in her bag, because the school didn't allow cell phones, she realized she must of forgotten to take it out.
Nikko answered the phone addressing herself, "Moshi, Moshi, Matahiro Nikko desu."
The person on the other line responded back formally, "Matahiro-san, I am the secretary of Kaiba Seto-sama."
Nikko gasp at the loss of breath for a moment at the mention of the name 'Kaiba Seto'.
The voice on the other end continued without notice of Nikko's gasp, "Kaiba- sama would like to schedule a meeting with you at his estate today, at 2:30pm."
Nikko realized that she would be still in school at that time and tried to explain to the secretary, "I'm sorry, I can't come at that time. I will be still in school."
Nikko looked at her watch to see that it was fifteen minutes pass twelve, as she tried to explain still, "For me to come at that time I would have to be pulled out of class -"
The secretary cut her off at her last word, "Kaiba-sama has given me specific instructions to have the limo arrive there at 2:15pm. He also told me that he would make sure that you get out of class. That is all, good- bye."
The other end went dead, leaving Nikko with the cell phone still pressed to her ear. She turned the phone off as she put it back into her bag. 2:30pm. She thought, what does he want to see me for? Why then?
Nikko walked off towards the library; she didn't feel like eating especially when other people look at you like a disease. She didn't want to also face Yugi and the others. What would they say? She didn't want to hear it, for she knew what they were going to say. What happened yesterday? She would like to know herself as well, and she knew that Seto would ask the same thing. The rest of time she spent in the library all she could think of was what would happen when she went to Seto's estate. Why did she have to skip school? Why all the formality? How did he have her number anyways? Must have been her mother. Also why didn't he phone?
As she thought of this the bell rang to resume class. She picked up her book bag and made her way back to the class; with nervousness making it's way into the pit of her stomach like a parasite.
The noise of other people talking filled the room, as she sat in her desk. She could feel the eyes of people approach her. She also saw Yugi and the others talking in the corner of the room, their eyes gazed at her when they saw her sitting in the desk. She figured they wondered why she hasn't talk to them all day. She knew why. She didn't want to face their questions, their looks and most of all she didn't want to hear their sympathy. She didn't want pity.
Sumoji sensei entered the room and everyone stopped talking, soon the class was busy with their work. Nikko couldn't concentrate; she couldn't even remember what she wrote two minutes after she finished writing it.
The time ticked ever so slowly. Time seem to contradict itself, it seemed to be working backwards and into a pit of never-ending minutes. Time then ticked 2:15, as it decided to spare its victim, a victim which time uses in it's never ending game of roulette.
Nikko felt a tap on her shoulder and looked up to see Sumoji-sensei speak, "You can leave now. I suppose you understand what I mean."
Nikko saw him leave as if he never spoke a word to her. She gathered up her books and left, stopping at her locker to grab her jacket. She made her way out of the school to find a limo waiting, she was almost surprised to find it there, and she had thought the phone call was just an unexplainable dream.
The chauffer opened the limo door for her and let her inside as she stepped in and allowed the chauffer to close it; quietly he made his way to the driver side of the limo. The limo started as it left the school, at that moment she noticed the day was sunny, too sunny almost like a silent contradiction of yesterday.
The ride to the Kaiba estate wasn't too long, or maybe it was because Nikko's mind wandered off into a dream like state as she watched the passing scenery move by her like a painting.
The chauffer opened up the door and Nikko realized her journey had finally come to an ending point, as she stepped out of the limo. She stopped to look at the Kaiba estate, how massive it looked the house looked almost like a museum. The house didn't echo that of a traditional Japanese style house or that of any common style estates estate, it echoed of a Greco- Roman style house of the ancient times, except of a massive scale proportion.
Awe stricken she looked at the house, as she made her way to the door, which was opened up right before her by one of the maids. She made her way inside to see that the Greco-Roman style of the estate was continued inside, white marble columns and vases lined the door way which lead to a grand spiral stair case and to her left and right were long hallways which made their way to other rooms of the house on the lower floor.
The maid stopped Nikko's awe when she spoke, "Kaiba-sama has not been feeling too well today, but he has told me that he feels well enough to speak with you in his office. It's on the second floor; down the west wing on your left and the third door on your left, you can't miss it."
Nikko soon was left by herself to walk up the long winding spiral stair case herself, she noticed how polished the brass railing on the staircase was so bright, that it gleamed like gold. As soon as she reached the second floor she made her way towards the west wing of the house. She walked along the hallway, which had a few paintings of priceless artwork hanging on them; she walked down and saw the doorway that she had to go though.
She looked at harden oak doors and took a deep sigh as she closed her eyes, she heard a faint sound coming from the room. Her eyes snapped open at the recognition of the music; it was the sound that haunted her, Pachebel's Canon.
Nikko wondered if she should still go in, then she decided to nod off the sick feeling of fear, which resided in her heart whenever she heard that music. Her hand knocked at the door, she waited for a moment to be recognized, and she wasn't. She decided to open the door even though her heart advised against it, as she turned the clear glass knob. The door opened slowly as she stepped in and closed it behind her. She looked towards a desk at the other end of the room, and the chair behind it didn't hold the waiting Kaiba Seto. It was empty.
The sound of Pachabel's Canon was clearer as she looked at the old record player, which was playing. Nikko cocked her brow up, wondering why would a high tech person like Kaiba Seto would have such an old thing like a record player and be playing records?
She walked closer to the record player, thinking to turn it off, when she noticed something sticking out the side of the desk. It looked like to what Nikko could see a shoe.
Nikko ignored the record player, which kept on playing and made her way towards the dark mahogany desk. She etched closer to the desk as she noticed that the other half of the shoe was behind it.
She had a weird feeling deep inside the depths of her heart as she made her way behind the desk to find that the shoe which she sought was connected to a foot, the foot of who it belong to was that of Kaiba Seto who lying on the floor.
Nikko gasped in utter horror at what she found. She knelt to the side of Seto and tried to call his name with no avail. She was scared to touch him for fear that she might do something wrong, but she knew she had to do something. She lowered her head down to his chest to see if he was breathing, as her head inched closer to his chest her heart skipped rhythms of fear. Her ear rested over the place where his heart should be beating. She listened. Her heart choked and her eye lost a tear, as she heard nothing, nothing but the haunting sound of the record player.
She shook her head in defiance as she placed her fingers over his pulse, it too didn't move no step, not even to the rhythm of the music. She chocked her tears in disbelief as she utter, "No, no, no!!!! It can't be, you can't be -NO!"
Nikko got up and rushed towards the phone and called 119. It rang, each ring hitting with a painful note inside her heart.
The operator on the other end answered, "119, how may I help you?"
Nikko swallowed her fear as she chocked out the words, "He-he-help!"
The lady operator spoke with calm, "Help? Help with what?"
Tears streamed down Nikko's face as the operator spoke when she didn't reply, "Miss? Are you still there?"
Nikko nodded with her answer, "Yes, I am. You have to get here, to his office."
The lady responded which what Nikko thought was too cool of a calm, "Whose office? Where? Please tell me the address and try to remain calm."
Nikko took deep breaths to calm herself as she spoke back, "Kaiba Seto's office in his estate, I -I don't know the address. Please come now, I think he's de-de-a-a-d!"
Nikko burst into tears when she spoke her last word. The lady on the other line spoke, "Ok, but without the address it might take longer for us to get there, don't worry though we'll find it. Now tell me how did you find him? Him I suppose Kaiba Seto?"
Nikko nodded still in tears as she replied, "Yes, it is him. I was s- suppose to have a meeting a-a-nd when I didn't see a-anyone in the office I- I looked around it where I found h-h-him lying behind his desk."
Nikko broke into tears at the memory and dropped the phone, as she fell down to the ground in tears. All she could hear was the lady calling out though the phone, "Miss? Miss? Are you there?"
Nikko just laid on the ground hair covering her face, as salt water tears streamed down her face, each tear piercing her heart like a scythe ushering in death. Tears which cried for this nightmare to end, as she cried out deep inside of herself to the darkness which loomed over her like the music playing from the old style record player.
Deep within the darkness of her mind as she lay on the floor thinking, why? Is this really happening? He can't be dead! How? Who or what caused it? She continued to lie their fearing that if she moved she would have to accept it.
The phone clicked off shortly after, with only a beeping sound that disturbed the rhythmic playing of Pachabel's Canon in the background.
Nikko got up and put the phone back on the receiver, she didn't understand why, but it felt better than crying on the floor.
She looked down at Seto who was sprawled on the other side of the desk with his eyes open looking for what Nikko thought stunned. Those blue eyes, which haunted her dreams looked now so sullen and lonely as if they broke off at a beginning of a tear. She looked at his face, and then down to his neck, which had a couple of bruises on it, as if it was touched.
Nikko bent down closer and tilted up his head to examine better. She remembered that when she found him his head was bent to the side and with the bruises on his neck it proved to her that his neck was broken.
Realization crashed upon her, as tears made it's way back to her eyes. She spoke quietly, "Th-en he's really de-a-d! His neck is broken, ho-w is that possible? Kami-sama! Kami-sama! No!"
She cried more as the fact of murder entered her head like a sorrowful disease. She looked into his eyes, remembering of how deeply they looked at her when she had the incident the day before. Slowly she lifted her hand up to the lids of his eyes to close them for what would be the last time. A tear escaped from her eye, sliding smoothly down her cheek as she closed her eyes and took a deep sorrowful sigh.
Nikko jumped a bit when she heard a sound on the oak doors, which opened to the sound of Emergency Medical Service workers, as they made their way towards the desk, they found what Nikko had found, with the exception of his eyes being closed. They looked over Seto and knew that nothing could be done. Gently they lifted Seto's body onto the stretcher and put a cover over him, then covering his face.
A couple of them walked towards Nikko trying to speak to her, but all she could say was nothing as she followed them outside of the room.
The trip down the hallway and the stairs seemed a longer this time then at first to her, she soon found herself near the door way with the house keeper looking like ten years washed upon her in one moment sweep.
One thing that surprised Nikko with terror was the sight of young Mokuba entering the house as the stretcher caring Seto's body disappeared after he entered.
Mokuba looked at the stretcher wondering of what he saw was real. He looked to see Nikko with a look upon her face, like she had see all the horrors of the world since the dawn of time.
He walked up towards Nikko like he knew what happened, and he asked, "Where's niisama?"
Nikko looked at him not knowing what to say, when her tears betrayed her and she kneeled down hugging Mokuba, knowing that she would have to tell what he feared to hear the most.
Mokuba looked at her again and asked, "Who was that on the stretcher they carried out?"
Nikko looked at him trying to brush tears away from her eyes, the look on her face answered his question.
He shook his head and backed away from her saying, "No, no, not nii-. No not niisama!"
Nikko wanted to tell him that everything was ok and that his niisama would be down stairs in a minute, he's just not feeling well, and what he saw was just a daydream nothing more.
Mokuba ran from Nikko crying, "Niisama! Niisama!"
Mokuba after his failed attempt to try to call and search for his brother, made his way back to Nikko crying. Nikko opened her arms to allow him to cry on her shoulder while tears streamed down her face. She closed her eyes.
Nikko opened her eyes up to the sound of her alarm clock. She looked at it with heavy eyes and noticed that it was 7:30am. As she got out of bed a chill came over her as tears rolled down her face as she remembered everything. Why was she back in her room? What had happened? Did it ever happen?
By: Blue Eyes Demon
Disclaimer: No I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, but I do own the Japanese Manga now! Over 20 of them I bought when I went to Toronto. Now I am going to translate them.try I say!!!!
Note: I hope I haven't kept you waiting too long for this chapter! I just was on vacation. This chapter I must say was one of my hardest and longest. I hope you are please with what I wrote and don't worry if you are confused by the ending, I hope my next chapter will explain it all. This chapter took me about 5 hours to write all in one shot!!! Enjoy and review!!!
Chapter III: Through the Other Side of the Mirror.
Nikko arrived home later in the evening after her parents had picked her up from the hospital. They entered the house quietly as Nikko took off her shoes and hung up her coat. Slowly she turned around to face her parents as she spoke, "I'm going upstairs to my room to rest. I still feel tired."
Her parents nodded as she tuned around and made her way up the stairs, and down the hallway to her room. She entered the room as she lay on the bed thinking about what had happened earlier.
A tear fell from her face as she remembered the horrified look on Kaiba's face. Silently she whispered, "Oh, Seto why? Why did you have to see that?"
A knock was heard on her door as she called out, "Come in."
Nikko got up from the bed to find her father standing there as he spoke, "Can I ask you something."
Nikko nodded as her father closed the door and sat down in a chair nearby. He took a deep breath as he asked, "What happened this morning?"
Nikko looked down at her feet as she replied back, "I don't know, I guess I wasn't feeling good after walking in the rain."
Her father nodded and gently spoke, "I hope you are doing ok at Domino. I would hate if this turned out like it did at the other school."
Nikko nodded again as she thought deeply about what her father had said. She decided to say something, "I am doing fine. I love this school in fact, I just wasn't feeling good today, and I needed some rest." She knew it was a lie, but how could she tell her father the truth when she didn't even believe it herself.
Her father sat up from the chair as he made his way towards the door and said, "I hope things are ok." He opened the door and left.
As the door shut Nikko took a deep sigh, she knew she couldn't reveal to her father what happened, as she went to get ready to go to sleep. Ready for what she thought would be a good nights rest.
As she crawled into the bed under the covers she set her alarm clock so she could wake up for school tomorrow. Deeply she wondered if it was wise to go tomorrow but she didn't care what anyone at school thought. They didn't know the real truth behind why she fainted.
The alarm clock woke her up the next morning. She looked at it with heavy eyes and noticed that it was 7:30am as she got up for her bed and did her usual morning routines. While she was preparing to leave the house her mother noticed her about to leave and she called her name.
Nikko heard her mother's voice and went back into the living room to where her mother was. Her mother started the conversation, "Nikko, are you feeling up to going back to school today?"
Nikko nodded. Her mother continued, "Your sure? You had a real scare yesterday, it would be ok if you stayed home today."
Nikko shook her head and responded back, "No I'm fine! Really!"
Her mother nodded and gestured that she should leave for school. Nikko left and walked down the road thinking that she wished she had her car, but it still needed a new battery.
Nikko approached the school minutes later, she entered the school as some kids nearby glared at her and whispered to themselves. She walked slowly to her locker calmly realizing that Yugi and the others weren't around; they must have already gone to class, which is where she should be right now.
Class was starting as she walked into the room just before Sumoji-sensei did role call and as she walked in everyone stared at her. She quickly took her seat and pulled out her books as the teacher took role call. While he called out everyone's name she thought of why was she here? She could have took the day off, anyone else would.
Sumoji-sensei called out for Kaiba's name, but there was no response to it as the teacher called his name out a second time, again there was no response. Nikko looked towards Kaiba's desk and saw that no one was there, she wondered where he was, and he wasn't the type to miss class.
She snapped out of her thoughts at the mention of her name being called a couple of times. Sumoji-sensei looked at her annoyed at the fact she wasn't paying any attention.
The rest of the class period was slow; Nikko didn't even bother with her work very much. Her mind was elsewhere, it was with yesterday; why, or what happened? She felt a tear crawl down her face as she remembered the shattered glass and Seto's unmistakable face. Where was he? If only she knew.
The bell called with the teacher dismissing the class for the lunch break. Nikko closed her books, she didn't want to go to the cafeteria, and she didn't want to see the faces of people looking at her like she was on exhibit. She slowly got up from her desk and made her way out of the room.
As she left the class she heard a noise, it sounded like a phone. She looked in her bag shuffling other things away and pulled out a slender cell phone. She wondered why she had her phone in her bag, because the school didn't allow cell phones, she realized she must of forgotten to take it out.
Nikko answered the phone addressing herself, "Moshi, Moshi, Matahiro Nikko desu."
The person on the other line responded back formally, "Matahiro-san, I am the secretary of Kaiba Seto-sama."
Nikko gasp at the loss of breath for a moment at the mention of the name 'Kaiba Seto'.
The voice on the other end continued without notice of Nikko's gasp, "Kaiba- sama would like to schedule a meeting with you at his estate today, at 2:30pm."
Nikko realized that she would be still in school at that time and tried to explain to the secretary, "I'm sorry, I can't come at that time. I will be still in school."
Nikko looked at her watch to see that it was fifteen minutes pass twelve, as she tried to explain still, "For me to come at that time I would have to be pulled out of class -"
The secretary cut her off at her last word, "Kaiba-sama has given me specific instructions to have the limo arrive there at 2:15pm. He also told me that he would make sure that you get out of class. That is all, good- bye."
The other end went dead, leaving Nikko with the cell phone still pressed to her ear. She turned the phone off as she put it back into her bag. 2:30pm. She thought, what does he want to see me for? Why then?
Nikko walked off towards the library; she didn't feel like eating especially when other people look at you like a disease. She didn't want to also face Yugi and the others. What would they say? She didn't want to hear it, for she knew what they were going to say. What happened yesterday? She would like to know herself as well, and she knew that Seto would ask the same thing. The rest of time she spent in the library all she could think of was what would happen when she went to Seto's estate. Why did she have to skip school? Why all the formality? How did he have her number anyways? Must have been her mother. Also why didn't he phone?
As she thought of this the bell rang to resume class. She picked up her book bag and made her way back to the class; with nervousness making it's way into the pit of her stomach like a parasite.
The noise of other people talking filled the room, as she sat in her desk. She could feel the eyes of people approach her. She also saw Yugi and the others talking in the corner of the room, their eyes gazed at her when they saw her sitting in the desk. She figured they wondered why she hasn't talk to them all day. She knew why. She didn't want to face their questions, their looks and most of all she didn't want to hear their sympathy. She didn't want pity.
Sumoji sensei entered the room and everyone stopped talking, soon the class was busy with their work. Nikko couldn't concentrate; she couldn't even remember what she wrote two minutes after she finished writing it.
The time ticked ever so slowly. Time seem to contradict itself, it seemed to be working backwards and into a pit of never-ending minutes. Time then ticked 2:15, as it decided to spare its victim, a victim which time uses in it's never ending game of roulette.
Nikko felt a tap on her shoulder and looked up to see Sumoji-sensei speak, "You can leave now. I suppose you understand what I mean."
Nikko saw him leave as if he never spoke a word to her. She gathered up her books and left, stopping at her locker to grab her jacket. She made her way out of the school to find a limo waiting, she was almost surprised to find it there, and she had thought the phone call was just an unexplainable dream.
The chauffer opened the limo door for her and let her inside as she stepped in and allowed the chauffer to close it; quietly he made his way to the driver side of the limo. The limo started as it left the school, at that moment she noticed the day was sunny, too sunny almost like a silent contradiction of yesterday.
The ride to the Kaiba estate wasn't too long, or maybe it was because Nikko's mind wandered off into a dream like state as she watched the passing scenery move by her like a painting.
The chauffer opened up the door and Nikko realized her journey had finally come to an ending point, as she stepped out of the limo. She stopped to look at the Kaiba estate, how massive it looked the house looked almost like a museum. The house didn't echo that of a traditional Japanese style house or that of any common style estates estate, it echoed of a Greco- Roman style house of the ancient times, except of a massive scale proportion.
Awe stricken she looked at the house, as she made her way to the door, which was opened up right before her by one of the maids. She made her way inside to see that the Greco-Roman style of the estate was continued inside, white marble columns and vases lined the door way which lead to a grand spiral stair case and to her left and right were long hallways which made their way to other rooms of the house on the lower floor.
The maid stopped Nikko's awe when she spoke, "Kaiba-sama has not been feeling too well today, but he has told me that he feels well enough to speak with you in his office. It's on the second floor; down the west wing on your left and the third door on your left, you can't miss it."
Nikko soon was left by herself to walk up the long winding spiral stair case herself, she noticed how polished the brass railing on the staircase was so bright, that it gleamed like gold. As soon as she reached the second floor she made her way towards the west wing of the house. She walked along the hallway, which had a few paintings of priceless artwork hanging on them; she walked down and saw the doorway that she had to go though.
She looked at harden oak doors and took a deep sigh as she closed her eyes, she heard a faint sound coming from the room. Her eyes snapped open at the recognition of the music; it was the sound that haunted her, Pachebel's Canon.
Nikko wondered if she should still go in, then she decided to nod off the sick feeling of fear, which resided in her heart whenever she heard that music. Her hand knocked at the door, she waited for a moment to be recognized, and she wasn't. She decided to open the door even though her heart advised against it, as she turned the clear glass knob. The door opened slowly as she stepped in and closed it behind her. She looked towards a desk at the other end of the room, and the chair behind it didn't hold the waiting Kaiba Seto. It was empty.
The sound of Pachabel's Canon was clearer as she looked at the old record player, which was playing. Nikko cocked her brow up, wondering why would a high tech person like Kaiba Seto would have such an old thing like a record player and be playing records?
She walked closer to the record player, thinking to turn it off, when she noticed something sticking out the side of the desk. It looked like to what Nikko could see a shoe.
Nikko ignored the record player, which kept on playing and made her way towards the dark mahogany desk. She etched closer to the desk as she noticed that the other half of the shoe was behind it.
She had a weird feeling deep inside the depths of her heart as she made her way behind the desk to find that the shoe which she sought was connected to a foot, the foot of who it belong to was that of Kaiba Seto who lying on the floor.
Nikko gasped in utter horror at what she found. She knelt to the side of Seto and tried to call his name with no avail. She was scared to touch him for fear that she might do something wrong, but she knew she had to do something. She lowered her head down to his chest to see if he was breathing, as her head inched closer to his chest her heart skipped rhythms of fear. Her ear rested over the place where his heart should be beating. She listened. Her heart choked and her eye lost a tear, as she heard nothing, nothing but the haunting sound of the record player.
She shook her head in defiance as she placed her fingers over his pulse, it too didn't move no step, not even to the rhythm of the music. She chocked her tears in disbelief as she utter, "No, no, no!!!! It can't be, you can't be -NO!"
Nikko got up and rushed towards the phone and called 119. It rang, each ring hitting with a painful note inside her heart.
The operator on the other end answered, "119, how may I help you?"
Nikko swallowed her fear as she chocked out the words, "He-he-help!"
The lady operator spoke with calm, "Help? Help with what?"
Tears streamed down Nikko's face as the operator spoke when she didn't reply, "Miss? Are you still there?"
Nikko nodded with her answer, "Yes, I am. You have to get here, to his office."
The lady responded which what Nikko thought was too cool of a calm, "Whose office? Where? Please tell me the address and try to remain calm."
Nikko took deep breaths to calm herself as she spoke back, "Kaiba Seto's office in his estate, I -I don't know the address. Please come now, I think he's de-de-a-a-d!"
Nikko burst into tears when she spoke her last word. The lady on the other line spoke, "Ok, but without the address it might take longer for us to get there, don't worry though we'll find it. Now tell me how did you find him? Him I suppose Kaiba Seto?"
Nikko nodded still in tears as she replied, "Yes, it is him. I was s- suppose to have a meeting a-a-nd when I didn't see a-anyone in the office I- I looked around it where I found h-h-him lying behind his desk."
Nikko broke into tears at the memory and dropped the phone, as she fell down to the ground in tears. All she could hear was the lady calling out though the phone, "Miss? Miss? Are you there?"
Nikko just laid on the ground hair covering her face, as salt water tears streamed down her face, each tear piercing her heart like a scythe ushering in death. Tears which cried for this nightmare to end, as she cried out deep inside of herself to the darkness which loomed over her like the music playing from the old style record player.
Deep within the darkness of her mind as she lay on the floor thinking, why? Is this really happening? He can't be dead! How? Who or what caused it? She continued to lie their fearing that if she moved she would have to accept it.
The phone clicked off shortly after, with only a beeping sound that disturbed the rhythmic playing of Pachabel's Canon in the background.
Nikko got up and put the phone back on the receiver, she didn't understand why, but it felt better than crying on the floor.
She looked down at Seto who was sprawled on the other side of the desk with his eyes open looking for what Nikko thought stunned. Those blue eyes, which haunted her dreams looked now so sullen and lonely as if they broke off at a beginning of a tear. She looked at his face, and then down to his neck, which had a couple of bruises on it, as if it was touched.
Nikko bent down closer and tilted up his head to examine better. She remembered that when she found him his head was bent to the side and with the bruises on his neck it proved to her that his neck was broken.
Realization crashed upon her, as tears made it's way back to her eyes. She spoke quietly, "Th-en he's really de-a-d! His neck is broken, ho-w is that possible? Kami-sama! Kami-sama! No!"
She cried more as the fact of murder entered her head like a sorrowful disease. She looked into his eyes, remembering of how deeply they looked at her when she had the incident the day before. Slowly she lifted her hand up to the lids of his eyes to close them for what would be the last time. A tear escaped from her eye, sliding smoothly down her cheek as she closed her eyes and took a deep sorrowful sigh.
Nikko jumped a bit when she heard a sound on the oak doors, which opened to the sound of Emergency Medical Service workers, as they made their way towards the desk, they found what Nikko had found, with the exception of his eyes being closed. They looked over Seto and knew that nothing could be done. Gently they lifted Seto's body onto the stretcher and put a cover over him, then covering his face.
A couple of them walked towards Nikko trying to speak to her, but all she could say was nothing as she followed them outside of the room.
The trip down the hallway and the stairs seemed a longer this time then at first to her, she soon found herself near the door way with the house keeper looking like ten years washed upon her in one moment sweep.
One thing that surprised Nikko with terror was the sight of young Mokuba entering the house as the stretcher caring Seto's body disappeared after he entered.
Mokuba looked at the stretcher wondering of what he saw was real. He looked to see Nikko with a look upon her face, like she had see all the horrors of the world since the dawn of time.
He walked up towards Nikko like he knew what happened, and he asked, "Where's niisama?"
Nikko looked at him not knowing what to say, when her tears betrayed her and she kneeled down hugging Mokuba, knowing that she would have to tell what he feared to hear the most.
Mokuba looked at her again and asked, "Who was that on the stretcher they carried out?"
Nikko looked at him trying to brush tears away from her eyes, the look on her face answered his question.
He shook his head and backed away from her saying, "No, no, not nii-. No not niisama!"
Nikko wanted to tell him that everything was ok and that his niisama would be down stairs in a minute, he's just not feeling well, and what he saw was just a daydream nothing more.
Mokuba ran from Nikko crying, "Niisama! Niisama!"
Mokuba after his failed attempt to try to call and search for his brother, made his way back to Nikko crying. Nikko opened her arms to allow him to cry on her shoulder while tears streamed down her face. She closed her eyes.
Nikko opened her eyes up to the sound of her alarm clock. She looked at it with heavy eyes and noticed that it was 7:30am. As she got out of bed a chill came over her as tears rolled down her face as she remembered everything. Why was she back in her room? What had happened? Did it ever happen?
