Ichigo-hehehehe…Chippie 6 is in the town…chippie 6 is wearing a gown!
Seto-What the fu-
Bakura-THIS FIC IS RATED PG13…AND IT'LL STAY LIKE THAT
Seto- but chapter six is wearing a gown? Come on…
Ichigo-it's the only thing I could think of in 5 seconds that rhymed with town…
Seto- you could have said…Chippie 6 is in the town…watch out Digimon…You're going down…
Ichigo- (I like Digimon though) *looks at Seto with no expression* Oh my gosh my shirt has some mustard…but oh well because Seto is a big old bas-
Bakura-RATED PG13! RATED PG13!!! *runs outs closing ears with hands*
Seto- heheheheheh…here comes the really weird chippie!
Ichigo- It could be as weird as me being a hippie!
Seto- so sit back down and review review review
Ichigo-or you will never see the Days Of our Never Soggy Quotes for Yu-gi-oh TV preview!!!!! *Slaps hands with Seto*
Bakura-*sings really slow and manly* please people…review without flames *whispers* PG13 reviews only…
Chapter 6 Higher Hope
The mother held the little blue-eyed boy in her arms and the father held his arms around his wife. The child snuggled into his parents' warm embrace. The young child pointed at the stars and looked at his mom. The mother whispered soothingly at the child who gleamed with delight.
"Look at the stars, Seto," a feminine voice appeared, "Look how it sheds light…how far it reaches." The young boy looked at her mother in a confused way.
"How come you love it mommy," the brunet asked. The mother looked sweetly into his eyes.
"It gives me hope," the women replied. She looked at her husband. He looked back at her and nuzzled her nose.
"Hope? Hope is in the stars?" The young child asked innocently.
"Hope lies everywhere Seto," his mother replied, "But…in order to see it…you have to feel it…"
"How do I find it," the 8 year old asked in curiosity, "Is it under a rock…or a book?"
"That you will have to find out by yourself," the dad replied, "By feeling it…you have found it…someone just can't hand you hope in a little bowl with ice cream…you have to feel it inside you…now…til then…time for bed kiddo." The broad- shouldered man picked Seto up and gave him a piggyback ride back to Seto's room. After he laid his son down to his bed and said goodnight, he went outside into his own bedroom.
The mother was looking at the stars. The husband walked up and placed a hand on her shoulder. She turned around and smiled sweetly. The husband came and sat beside her. The mother seemed distant.
"What's wrong, Sakilah," the husband asked in sympathy. (A/N- doesn't Sakilah sound pretty? (Suh-kI-luh) ahh…such a pretty name...I just changed Delilah to Sakilah)
The women wrapped her arms around herself.
"Hope is so…beautiful…to describe in words…I'm afraid that...Seto won't understand how important hope is…how lovely and free-spirited it is" Her eyes widen with such amazement and then she looked down with sadden eyes.
"Seto will feel what hope is…it always follows him, Sakilah…even when he doesn't know it," he wrapped his arms around her. "Remember the soccer game last week," the husband began. The wife smiled and nodded. "The team was down by 3 points with only a minute left…all the members of the team sulked around, but our boy…our own boy stood outside of the crowd and never gave up...never stopped believing that they still had a chance…Sakilah…. he never gave up hope…in the team…and in himself…and because of his hope and determination…they won!" The man looked deeply into his wife's eyes and gently kissed her lips. "If he doesn't find hope…hope will find him…in some form or fashion…maybe he'll find a good girl to help him…I mean...you helped me find hope…" Sakilah kissed him on the cheek.
"Oh Takuya…you always know the right words to say," Sakilah hugged him. He smiled and looked at her with such caring eyes.
Seto raised his head and propped it on is elbow. He continued typing on his laptop. He stopped for a moment to rub his face in distress. He stared at the clock that read 11:56. He continued staring at it until he finally decided to go to sleep. He got out of his office and started his journey down his room. He stopped at the 5th door and sighed, beginning to roll on again.
He opened his door and got ready for bed. He had a bit of a struggle changing and brushing his teeth. He finally got into bed. He laid there in total silence. He sighed heavily. His leg still ached. The nurses hadn't even put a cast on him. Probably because he threatened to sue the hospital, but he could feel that it was getting better. Just 2-3 more days until he could walk again.
Memories started pouring out. His heart ached. He began to smile. A flash of Tea smiling flashed through his head. His smile eased into a frown.
"My glass of wine fell because this stupid wheelchair hit that desk there, okay" His heart ached. (Can't believe I actually lied to her) He closed his eyes as he soon drifted off to dreams.Seto opened his eyes. He was in a white room. There were no rooms, no doors, yet…there was breeze. The room was hug. Seto looked around frantically. Nothing was to be seen or heard. (What is this? A dream?" Seto thought.
"Yes Seto, it is a dream," a melodious voice appeared. Seto whirled around only to find the most beautiful woman in the world floating in midair. She was dressed in a white robe. There was a hood on her, but she let her hood go down as her dark brown hair danced and swayed in the breeze. "Don't be frighten Seto." She smiled sweetly as she landed on her feet. Seto grasped for air as to what to say. He looked down. He realized that he was standing. No wheelchair. He looked back up to her in such amazement. She was a perfect beauty with hypnotic eyes of crystal blue. Everything about her was perfect in sight.
"God…your beautiful." Seto dropped to his knees in awe, "You're like an angel." Seto stared at the person. The girl smiled and lifted him on his feet.
She wrapped her arms around him and whispered gently, "Oh…but I am an angel." Seto stared in disbelief. Her face grew stern, "Seto…you have to listen…"
"Anything," Seto said willingly.
"I am the angel of life and death. I am the one that helps those in need. I help those who have wondered and fell. I help them find reasons to live," she said gently, "It is up to me to see past your mind, and see what heart lies within your soul…if you deserve to die…you will die without a warning…. it all depends on the reasons of going on and the feelings to stay alive." Seto's face was filled with confusion.
"Please…I don't understand…am I to die?"
"I've seen that you have no real reason to live your life…and yet…. I see you have no reason to end it either. You have led a masked life. Covered your light with your darkness. You don't deserve to die…. this is a warning." Seto shook his head quickly as if he woke up from a trace. He looked to the side. He didn't understand how the angel knew his life. The angel quickly read his face.
"I'm an angel…I know these things…I care about these things…you need to accept reality for what it really is, don't bury it…let go of your past…it will only bury your light deeper into darkness…"
"I don't get where you're going at…how do you know me?"
"I have seen your heart, Seto Kaiba…it is full of darkness and wrong doings," She said firmly. Her eyes softened as she pulled Seto's heart and showed it to him. It was true. The whole heart was dark. But a tiny line of white outlined the rims of the heart. She whispered gently, "but your heart is surrounded by light…"
"I don't get it" Seto screamed. He grew impatient.
"Oh Seto, " she said, " I have seen your past and what it has done to you." Seto looked at her with hurt in his eyes. He looked to his side.
"My parents," Seto whispered. The angel nodded.
"Your parents…Gazaburo," she started, "I have seen it all…and how you have lied to her…about your pain…about your cutting…"
"It's no big deal," Seto shrugged, (who is her?) He looked at the angel. The angel grew tense,
"It is a big deal, Seto Kaiba," the angel said, "you know this isn't the first time you have tried to kill yourself…allowing yourself to fell pain…just because of one lousy mistake…"
"YOU SHUT YOUR MOUTH!" Seto growled, "My parents aren't mistakes…" The angel touched his face and soon Seto looked on with guilt, "I deserved the pain, anyways"
"I know your parents aren't mistakes…the car crash was though…"the angel said with sympathy. "Another thing…you don't deserve the pain…you don't deserve the darkness…and yet I see it…the only thing that will light your heart is your brother…growing bigger I could feel…each time she is in the picture…each time you allow yourself to be happy…and yet…I could feel…you don't want her in your life…"
"Who is her…and I need to know or I won't get what you're saying,"
"You'll get what I'm saying even without her…it pertains to everyone to leave out…why do you refuse to let your guard down"
"I'm only protecting myself from pain…"
"And…yet…you allow pain to touch you in another form…hmm…ironic isn't it?"
"Doesn't matter how ironic it is…life is life…you don't need anyone…because they will only allow you be 5 steps back from where you're supposed to be."
"And…yet…you're still with Mokuba," The angel replied.
"I said that it doesn't matter how ironic it is…life is ironic…you want something so badly and life turns the other way around just to kick you into the dirt…cause' it knows that even dirt is much more worthy than us…we're below dirt"
"Your brother is lower than dirt then?"
"Urgh…I didn't say that!" Seto screamed in frustration. He waved his arms down. "All I'm going to say is that life is ironic…every single time…life is just playing with us…playing with our emotions…and only morons are foolish enough to still have them…just to feel how they are…and the people smart enough…strong enough can see just how pathetic those people are…"
"You have feelings for your brother…are you pathetic…your brother has emotions…you're brother has a lighter heart…is he pathetic…"
"NO!" Seto yelled. He paced throughout the room trying to figure out what words to say that the angel would not have anything else to say back. "All I need is my brother…I don't have to let my guard down, I don't have to stop leading a masked life, I don't have to accept reality for what it really is …I tried to let my guard down, I tried to stop leading a masked life, and I tried…O God of the heavens I swear I tried to accept reality for what it is…" Tears threatened to come out again, but as always, he kept it in. Seto made quotations marks with his hands. His heart ached more than ever, "But do you know how hard it is…I DON"T EVEN KNOW HALF OF WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT AND YOU'RE EXPECTING ME TO CHANGE MY WAYS!" No one and ever made him so furious, and yet feel so much sorrow. Seto took a deep breath and looked at the angel calmly, "I don't know why I'm here because I'm doing just great by myself…I don't know what the heck you are talking about because you're talking like a little fortune cookie…yes…some I understand…but most of it I don't know…I don't know how you know me…and the people that are associated with me… I don't know how you know Mokuba"
"I don't need to tell you…yes…life is ironic…but there are ways to prevent the ironic happenstance. Letting go of your past…accepting the future… and accepting those that care for you…"
"Mokuba is the only one who cares for all I am concerned of,"
"And he's the only one you don't shy away from…you back out on people who want to help, Seto Kaiba, when really…that's the time you really need it…pour out all the pain without having the pain touch you…open your heart…put the past behind you, trust her, trust me, she is good…you may wish to be alone in your misery and sorrow…but that will only lead to nothing, but more pain for you…and others…trust me…trust her…"
"Who is her that you keep talking about," Seto demanded. He paced around the room. The angel swept and looked at him straight in the eyes. Seto looked away, but she quickly grabbed his jaw and made him look.
"The one who hasn't given up on you," the angel said, "In due time, you will understand, but you must understand quickly…for everything will change for the good…or for the bad…change your actions, Seto Kaiba…or you will return to this place again…and I may not be on your side…You will be forced to choose your destiny…alone," the angel warned, She stepped back, "until then…farewell."
"Wait, I don't even know your name," Seto called, but the angel faded into thin air as the whole room disappeared. Seto's call was disturbed as the young brunet fell into a never-ending cycle of darkness. Seto woke up in a fit of fear. He rubbed his eyes and sweat drops ran through his cheek. "What's her name?" Just then, he felt a cold shrill come across him. A gentle whisper lay on his ear.
"Hope"
Ichigo- yea…that's the end of the really weird dream
Seto-but it's not the end of the story…it's doesn't seem
Ichigo-maybe the angel will come back if Seto doesn't listen
Seto-eh…dat's okay…because then…it's you and this story I will be dissin!
Ichigo- HEY!!! THAT"S NOT NICE!
Bakura- you guys are talking like 2 little mice…so shut up!
Ichigo-please review this rhyming skit
Seto- or me, Ichigo, and Bakura will just feel like a piece of shi-
Bakura- can't you stop with all the cussing…this is rated pg13 if you haven't listened to me talking
Seto and Ichigo- *nods* nice rhyming Bakura!!!!
Bakura- *rolls eyes* please review without flames…