Ichigo- Hello again…I'm up with another chippie!!!!! Saying thank you for those who emailed me some suggestions! Some of them fit perfectly with my story!!! Don't worry...for all you guys who don't think there is a plot to the story…there is…read this chippie…and review…or I won't put any more chippies!! *Face has no expression*
Seto-umm...Ichigo…this is probably the time when you laugh insanely and grin evilly*
Ichigo-oh…*laughs insanely and grins evilly* MUAHAHAHAHAHA *chokes*
Seto-umm…better?
Ichigo-Seto…put the next chippie up!
Seto- *reads chippie* I'm not putting this chippie up!
Ichigo- reason
Seto- I DON'T WANT TO…
Bakura-SHHHH…you'll ruin it
Seto- but…
Ichigo-*covers Seto's mouth* and on with the fic!
Chapter 4- Deserving Pain
Mokuba slowly went downstairs to me his brother. He laid a hand on Seto's shoulder. Kaiba quickly turned around and set a smile on his face.
"What's wrong, big brother?" Mokuba asked in full curiosity. Seto shook his head.
"Nothing's wrong, Mokuba. Don't worry about me," Seto reassured. He forced a big smile on his face. Mokuba's looked at him and shrugged. He ran upstairs and went into his room. Seto sighed heavily. He looked to the side and decided to go to his room. The clock read 4:30. It was already time for him to start working on the company's productions. He rolled to the elevator. (A/N-yes…Kaiba has an elevator in his mansion) After he got out, he went to his office and worked.
Tea set her eyes on the rode. Listening to the radio, she turned to the left. She parked onto the driveway and walked to the doorstep. She unlocked the door and came inside. He looked around and sighed. (I can't believe he kicked me out) She stomped her way up to her room. She fell to her bed. Her hair flew on the pillows while her hands lay on her stomach. (Who were those people in the picture…I haven't seen them before…wait…) Tea quickly sat up. She thought for a moment. (Urgh…they were Kaiba's parents...wait…I haven't seen Kaiba's parents ever since I knew him…could they be…) Tea mentally slap her face. (How could I be so stupid…no…they can't be…I mean…no…it's…I have to know.) She jumped out of her bed and got her suitcase. She swung her arms around her clothes and slammed them into her suitcase. She ran downstairs and into her car. She jammed the key into the ignition and drove off/ She didn't even notice Yugi, Joey, Tristan, and Bakura calling her name down the street.
Kaiba sat at his desk in his office. He looked at the clock that read 6:30. The sky was changing and swirling into an array of colors, darkening each minute. He ruffled through his hair.
An image of his parents flickered through his mind. Kaiba shook his head vigorously. He laid his head back on the edge of the chair and closed his eyes. He breathed in deeply and breathed out. Suddenly, screams entered his mind and memories started racing through his mind. A truck then followed the screams. The truck was swinging closer and closer. He covered his ears and closed his eyes tighter. The truck's wheels screeched louder, coming closer and closer til…Seto opened his eyes. He panted continuously. (Not again…how come this never stops!) He shook his and started typing on his laptop. (Mom…dad…Urgh…stop this…I don't have time for these pathetic emotions) He continued typing, staring at the ratings on the monitor. He typed endlessly. (Pathetic morons…why can't anyone except me handle this company correctly)
He stared at the monthly earnings, stock ratings, and the year's progress. An image of his mom and dad flashed through. He stopped typing. Just thinking about his parents made him want to die. He wanted to take their place. Give his life, just so that they would have one.
He sighed heavily and opened his desk drawer slowly. He pulled out razor sharp scissors. He removed his trench coat. He felt the cold, bare steel pressed against his delicate skin. He closed his eyes and left out a sigh of hesitation. He grabbed firmly and slowly, he began to slice his left upper arm. His lips quivered. The pain was madly addicted. He deserved his. Pouring all the pain out with one single slice of an arm. An image of the picture came up again in a back round of black. He closed his eyes. (They never deserved to die.) He moved the scissors and sliced his right arm. Blood dripped furiously down to the floor. Seto fell and hit his back against the door. He panted heavily. He banged his head on the door and looked to the side. Everything was a blur. The tears in his eyes threatened to come out, but Kaiba refused to let them come out. He shut his eyes, tighter and tighter. The memories flashed endlessly. Each slash grew bigger and deeper on his upper arms. Seto smiled at his bloody arm. (Heh…I deserve this…) He continued cutting his upper arms. Blood stained the light-tinted carpet.
A doorbell rang downstairs. Tea waited. She grew impatient and started hitting the door endlessly. (I need to know…) Tea stopped. The door wouldn't open. (I need to know…) She continued knocking. Tea's hand was raised for another knock when the door opened. Mokuba was behind the door.
"Oh…hey Mokuba," Tea said cheerfully. She held a suitcase in her hand.
"Umm...hey Tea," Mokuba said, "Come in." Tea walked in quietly and peered into the living room. She raised an eyebrow and walked toward Mokuba. Mokuba stood there quietly, looking back at her. Mokuba felt a little uneasy.
"Where's Kaiba, Mokuba," Tea asked. Mokuba's eyes lit opened as he smiled. He pointed up the stairs and started jumping up and down.
"Upstairs!" He squealed, "Are you his giiirrrrlllfrrriieenndd!?!?!" Tea blushed.
"No, Mokuba, but it's really important that I talk to him," Tea explained, "Can you tell me what room he's in?"
"He's in his office…umm…it's the 3rd door to your left." Tea smiled and went upstairs. She grabbed the knob of the door but it seemed the door was being blocked by something inside. Tea knocked quietly on the door. No one answered.
"Kaiba," Tea said. She waited. No one answered. "Kaiba, open the door." Still, there as no answer. She laid her head on the door. She heard little bits of noises. He pressed her ears on the door more. She listened closer. She heard a heavy panting pattern. (Kaiba?)
"Kaiba," Tea shouted. She knocked on the door. She glanced down at the floor and back up. She was about to knock again when she stopped. She looked at the floor again. Her eyes widen. She bent down to see a red stain increasing in size. Her eyes turned to horror. (blood?) She went back up and started banging on the door.
"Kaiba," Tea pleaded, "Open the door." The pounding became harder. The young girl pushed the door as hard as she could. "Please," Tea shouted, "Let me in…let me in please." Tears welled up in her eyes, "Open this door."
"I deserve to die," a whisper came from inside. Tea almost missed it. She stopped banging.
"What?" Tea asked. No answer. She looked down again. The size was still increasing. Tears dropped down as Tea grasped for air. She put a hand on her mouth. She started banging again, desperate to keep Kaiba alive. "What did you say, Kaiba! Tell me…"Tea sent kicks and blows at the door continuously. Tears caressed her cheek. The sobbing became louder. The banging became harder. "Kaiba…please…just...please just open the door." The blood on the floor became bigger and thicker than usual. Tea looked down and cried out in pain. "Kaiba! Please!"
Ichigo-oooo…cliffhangers are so fun don't ya think?
Seto-what happens to me?!?
Bakura- I hope you'll die and go to
Ichigo- please review and review…or…I will be forced to stop here…MUHAHAHA…maybe I won't stop here…you'll never know!!! MUHAHAHAHAHA EVIL I AM! EVIL I AM! EVIL I A- *chokes*
Seto-good going…hahahaha