The Ties That Bind Us
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. Screw Kid's WB, they wouldn't sell it to be for a whole three dollars!
Chapter Three: Two Moments
Rei had managed to catch a cab for the rest of the ride home, fuming and muttering darkly. The driver was probably traumatized for life.
The car eventually halted in front of a rather beat up looking apartment building, the front door half off its hinges. Outside were several motorcycles, the girl relieved to note her own was carefully hidden and locked up in the shed by the apartment.
Inside, she paused briefly. There was a lot of noise today. Mrs. Robins was feeding the baby, right on time, and Danny was having a fight with his newest girlfriend. TV's blared and scrawny cat's meowed. Home.
With a wry smile, the dark angel hurried up the steps of the building, and paused at one of the doors, though her own resided at the very top. Sucking in her breath, she knocked crisply three times, and jumped back as it flew open hastily, and Joey Wheeler fell out.
Rubbing his blonde head, he blinked several times and grinned, "Hey Rei. Back so soon or didya just miss me?" He gave her one of his goofy, lopsided grins, and she smiled back.
"Joey, if you were the subject of my trip, I wouldn't return for another twenty years!" He wrinkled his nose and said, pretending to be hurt, "Now I'm upset. That's it, you're off my St. Patrick's Day gift list!"
Mockingly horrified, but laughing, she countered with, "Then you're off my Christmas list, Wheeler!"
Getting to his feet, he brushed himself off, and stuck his thumbs in his pockets, "Alright, alright, you win. Christmas rules." He pulled her into a brief hug, "There, I'm bein' mushy all for you, blackie. Seren's out right now though, so you'll have to great her later, kapish?"
Rei nodded, a little upset. Serenity Wheeler was a good friend. Nevertheless, she gave Joey another hug, "Then we'll ambush her later. Now, excuse me, but I'm going to get changed out of the creepy Egyptian gear." She saluted him sharply, and Joey retreated back into the pizza-box crammed room.
Shaking her head and clucking her tongue, Rei made her way further up the steps. Good to be home.
***
Seto was mad. Positively seething with anger for those who enjoy using fancier ways to say he was ticked off, pissed, whatever. He sat in the back of his limo, arms crossed, an icy gaze staring at the mini-fridge in the corner.
She had refused HIM. Him. Seto Kaiba, the most powerful and wealthy eighteen year old.ever! How could she be such a bitch to refuse his request? Woman.ARG!
Opening his laptop, he angrily punched in a few keys, eyeing the screen as a file popped up. Omshare's file. He opened it, and scanned down, stopping at her current residence. An apartment building on the other side of domino City. Also one of the poorer sides.
He scowled, and snapped it shut, calling for his driver to head east. The chauffeur willingly obliged and swung the steering wheel with expert ease.
It was time to face the Dark Angel again.
Rei smiled into the cool black silk of the dress she slipped on. It was a halter-top, ending at her ankles, feet encased in strappy black sandals. Her straight hair was into an elegant bun.
She loved to feel the material swishing at her feet, the natural elegance one of her favorite outfits held. And she enjoyed dressing up when she played the piano.
Ah, yes, her passion, music. Almost as great as painting to the Egyptian lass, but more relaxing for her. Briefly touching the ornament of Ma'at at her neck, she stepped lightly out of her bedroom.
Much like Joey's own apartment, her own was cluttered. Unlike his, it was filled with something other then pizza boxes.
Canvases, half painted, empty, or finished, sat in piles, racks, explosions of colors, some hanging against the white walls, providing an amazing ricochet of shades from every part of the rainbow and beyond. Brilliant artwork, and not just paintings. Statues and sculptures, hand forged jewelry, sketches, and even crayon pictures. Paintbrushes, paints, and crumpled pieces of paper towels littered the floors, but it was walk able.
In the small living room, pushed into a corner, was an old grand piano, but form the look of it, it seemed young and bursting with life, the shiny oak of it polished to show a reflection. A vase of roses, fresh and sweet, sat in a crystal holder on the wood. A window edged in lace curtains let sunlight spill across the glossy top. It was the most beautiful part of the house, and everyone agreed.
Rei sat herself delicately down on the piano bench, her fingers grazing the keys delicately. Almost immediately, they found their spots, and from that moment on, the building hushed for a moment, as piano music cascaded through the window and door into the other rooms. Rei's playing was enchanting.
Now time for the evil witch to disrupt the lovely spell.
***
The 'evil witch' was tapping his foot angrily, looking at his watch. It took absolutely forever for this drive to end.
Glancing out the window, he checked his watch again, and was nearly thrown foreword as the car halted, the door opening. His chauffeur glanced in, "Miss Omshare's place, Mr. Kaiba."
Ignoring him, Seto strode out onto the sidewalk, looking around with distaste. Rat-hole. Little apartment, dirty motorcycles, and broken windows, plus all the noise. Wrinkling his nose, he started for the door, pausing before he opened it.
In the midst of the chaos of sound, there was a gentle stream of music, some of the most complicated and relaxing he had ever heard. Quickly shaking it off, he stomped up the steps, gritting his teeth. Apartment 4, 5, 6, 7.Ah, yes. Apartment 8. The music was louder now, more tempting. Frowning, he knocked shortly on the door, and Rei's calm voice was heard, "Come in!"
Kaiba opened the door hesitantly, snorting. Her place was a mess. Canvases and paints everywhere. Following down the makeshift walkway through the kitchen and into the living room, he was taken back slightly. Rei's back was to him, a cool silk dress adorning her fit body. Her pale skin contrasted deeply with it, glowing in the sunlight from a window framed by white curtains. If there was ever a time for his heart to soften a moment, it was now.
Unfortunately, she chose to turn around.
***
"What the hell are you doing here?" Her voice slashed at him like a sword. He stepped back slightly. Scary.
"You were the one who let me in."
"Shut up, you bastard, what do you want?"
"I already told you. A dream interpretation, curing session." He might need blackmail after all.shit.
"I already told you to go to hell! No wait sorry, I never did, but to well, do it anyways!"
"Temper, temper. Do you have to use profanity in every damned sentence?"
"You just did."
"Fuck you, I'm wasting my time. Miss Omshare, I'll let the media have access to my files on you if you don't do what I ask."
Her face considerably paled, "You wouldn't. They can't." she bit her lip, and turned back to the piano. Her long fingers played a swift tune, the notes hanging in mid-air as the wheels turned in her head. She wouldn't be happy if it wasn't the guy. But her life.she didn't even like knowing it.
"Fine."
Seto's smirk was enough to make her wish she had never agreed.
***
The car ride over to Kaiba's was considerably cold and uncomfortable. Rei had thrown on her trench coat and grabbed her bag, then stormed out with Seto to his waiting limo. For the entire hour over, she sat still and silent, her lips pressed into a thin line.
Seto had done the same, though he couldn't help but feel a little frightened. Damn, this girl was scary when she was angry.
Eventually they pulled to a stop in front of Kaiba's sprawling mansion. Rei's mouth fell open a little, and she blinked unsurely. Rubbing her eyes, she blurted out, "This is almost as big as the Pharaoh's temple!"
He snorted, "I'll take that as a compliment to be compared to a dead guy." She scrambled out after him, toying with her necklace. As Kaiba's chauffeur drove the car away and Seto and Rei started for the Gates, he glanced at her curiously.
She was so familiar, somehow. Her dark eyes and hair, graceful movements. The canvases, so colorful and lifelike, almost real, it was extraordinary. She had the talent to be a real artist, but she concentrated her life around Egypt and dreams, like her files had stated.
"What's with the necklace?" He asked to break the silence, briefly pausing to open the Gates, as they headed for the doors of his mansion. She gave him a very amused look, and spoke.
"Right now the last thing I want to do is be civil to a baka like you, but for once, I'll forget you insulted me and blackmailed me." She took a deep breath, "The necklace is an Egyptian artifact my caretaker gave to me. It's an ornament of my favorite goddess, Ma'at. She's the symbol for the balance of harmony on this chaos ridden place we call earth, truth, and justice. Daughter of Ra." She grinned, "Shaadi believes it's more appropriate for me to pray to Isis, but Ma'at will always be my patron."
He coughed a little, "You actually believe in those pagan idols?"
"Those pagan idols are exactly what I believe in, Mr. Kaiba." Her voice was cold again as they walked inside.
Once again her breath was taken away, by two things.
The first was the size of the immense hall, original paintings and crystal chandeliers decorating the vast space. Number two was a small, black haired boy ramming into her by accident.
Seto jumped, staring at the heap if Rei and the boy on the floor, "Mokuba!" He reached down her help Rei up, startled to find she was laughing.
"Oh my.Kami, that was funny.I never expected.best stunt in years." She composed herself and grinned down at the boy, who was laughing as well.
"Gomen, I'm so sorry, I was slipping on the floor, and.Hey, I'm Mokuba. I'm Seto's brother." He held out his hand, and she shook it seriously.
"Rei Omshare. It's nice to meet someone with a sense of humor, Mokuba."
His ten-year-old smile was enough to make a heart sing. Rei had found her next inspiration. Then a frown touched her face and she looked at her wrist, "Pardon my French, but holy shit, where's my bracelet?"
Her face grew worried, but calmed a little as Mokuba snatched a gold bracelet from the floor, the one with the tiny eyes of Horus imprinted on it. He put it in her hand, and she murmured, "Thank Isis." and slipped it back on. A pained look came to her face a moment. But she had no time to do anything as Kaiba broke in.
"How long will the interpretation take, Miss Omshare?"
"Three days, about. Depends on how difficult it is."
He breathed out, annoyed, and looked at his little brother, "Mokuba, take Miss Omshare-"
"Rei."
"Rei, then, to an empty room. This'll take longer then I thought."
His little brother happily obliged, and she found herself being dragged of by a hyper child who was excitedly showing her up the large stairwell.
Shaking his head, Seto eyed her retreating form a minute, then walked discreetly to an elevator nearby. It opened for him willingly, and he stepped inside, a nagging feeling inside. Something was to happen.
***
Rei sucked in her breath. The Egyptian had never seen such a splendid room for one person.
A four-poster bed, decked in dark blue coverlets, a hardwood desk, and numerous tables and chairs were arranged around the door. A balcony window jutted from out of the room, billowing white curtains playing in the breeze. A plush carpet of the same blue as the blankets on the bed cushioned Neva's feet.
Twirling around, she stared at the ceiling, and smiled at her new little friend, who grinned.
"Alright, Rei-chan, I'll leave you now." He bowed shortly, and hurried out. As she stared at the door swinging shut, her smile dropped, as her legs gave away. Such pain, torturing the inside of her mind, the one inside, sharing her vessel, casting cruel tricks. Her stomach cramped, a pounding headache coming upon her.
Alie was angry the bracelet had left even briefly. And she was taking her revenge.
Rei let out a low moan, as she twitched violently, coughing up blood. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she fought for control.
***
Seto put a hand on the hardwood door, and hesitated, then pushed it open slightly, peeking inside.
He covered his mouth and stared at the girl inside.
She was sobbing, giving off low moans of pain as she coughed up blood and jerked back and forth, the bracelet on her wrist glowing vividly, blindingly. A strange voice was coming from her mouth, speaking rapidly in an ancient language that stirred something inside of him. Eventually, she dropped to the floor all the way in a dead faint.
Kaiba started inside. She needed medical attention!
But before he could even step inside, she jumped to her feet. Paler then usual and shaking violently, she leaned on the bed, a trembling hand wiping blood from her mouth, the other trying to steady the unsteady child.
He stepped out of the room, trembling himself.
Whether possessed or crazy or.something, something else, Rei Omshare was certainly going to start something in his once calm life.
A/N: Ohhh, suspenseful chapter! To reply to the reviews (Three!) sent in, here we are:
Ali: WHOOOOOHOOO! Seto rules, meep!
Blue Eyes Demon: Arigato! I like my concept, and I have a lot planned. Keep reviewing! And great name.
Komodo Dragon: Arigato as well! Well, I'd be better of saying Danke, but no matter how ye say it, thanks. I love non-critical reviews.
Keep reviewing everyone!
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. Screw Kid's WB, they wouldn't sell it to be for a whole three dollars!
Chapter Three: Two Moments
Rei had managed to catch a cab for the rest of the ride home, fuming and muttering darkly. The driver was probably traumatized for life.
The car eventually halted in front of a rather beat up looking apartment building, the front door half off its hinges. Outside were several motorcycles, the girl relieved to note her own was carefully hidden and locked up in the shed by the apartment.
Inside, she paused briefly. There was a lot of noise today. Mrs. Robins was feeding the baby, right on time, and Danny was having a fight with his newest girlfriend. TV's blared and scrawny cat's meowed. Home.
With a wry smile, the dark angel hurried up the steps of the building, and paused at one of the doors, though her own resided at the very top. Sucking in her breath, she knocked crisply three times, and jumped back as it flew open hastily, and Joey Wheeler fell out.
Rubbing his blonde head, he blinked several times and grinned, "Hey Rei. Back so soon or didya just miss me?" He gave her one of his goofy, lopsided grins, and she smiled back.
"Joey, if you were the subject of my trip, I wouldn't return for another twenty years!" He wrinkled his nose and said, pretending to be hurt, "Now I'm upset. That's it, you're off my St. Patrick's Day gift list!"
Mockingly horrified, but laughing, she countered with, "Then you're off my Christmas list, Wheeler!"
Getting to his feet, he brushed himself off, and stuck his thumbs in his pockets, "Alright, alright, you win. Christmas rules." He pulled her into a brief hug, "There, I'm bein' mushy all for you, blackie. Seren's out right now though, so you'll have to great her later, kapish?"
Rei nodded, a little upset. Serenity Wheeler was a good friend. Nevertheless, she gave Joey another hug, "Then we'll ambush her later. Now, excuse me, but I'm going to get changed out of the creepy Egyptian gear." She saluted him sharply, and Joey retreated back into the pizza-box crammed room.
Shaking her head and clucking her tongue, Rei made her way further up the steps. Good to be home.
***
Seto was mad. Positively seething with anger for those who enjoy using fancier ways to say he was ticked off, pissed, whatever. He sat in the back of his limo, arms crossed, an icy gaze staring at the mini-fridge in the corner.
She had refused HIM. Him. Seto Kaiba, the most powerful and wealthy eighteen year old.ever! How could she be such a bitch to refuse his request? Woman.ARG!
Opening his laptop, he angrily punched in a few keys, eyeing the screen as a file popped up. Omshare's file. He opened it, and scanned down, stopping at her current residence. An apartment building on the other side of domino City. Also one of the poorer sides.
He scowled, and snapped it shut, calling for his driver to head east. The chauffeur willingly obliged and swung the steering wheel with expert ease.
It was time to face the Dark Angel again.
Rei smiled into the cool black silk of the dress she slipped on. It was a halter-top, ending at her ankles, feet encased in strappy black sandals. Her straight hair was into an elegant bun.
She loved to feel the material swishing at her feet, the natural elegance one of her favorite outfits held. And she enjoyed dressing up when she played the piano.
Ah, yes, her passion, music. Almost as great as painting to the Egyptian lass, but more relaxing for her. Briefly touching the ornament of Ma'at at her neck, she stepped lightly out of her bedroom.
Much like Joey's own apartment, her own was cluttered. Unlike his, it was filled with something other then pizza boxes.
Canvases, half painted, empty, or finished, sat in piles, racks, explosions of colors, some hanging against the white walls, providing an amazing ricochet of shades from every part of the rainbow and beyond. Brilliant artwork, and not just paintings. Statues and sculptures, hand forged jewelry, sketches, and even crayon pictures. Paintbrushes, paints, and crumpled pieces of paper towels littered the floors, but it was walk able.
In the small living room, pushed into a corner, was an old grand piano, but form the look of it, it seemed young and bursting with life, the shiny oak of it polished to show a reflection. A vase of roses, fresh and sweet, sat in a crystal holder on the wood. A window edged in lace curtains let sunlight spill across the glossy top. It was the most beautiful part of the house, and everyone agreed.
Rei sat herself delicately down on the piano bench, her fingers grazing the keys delicately. Almost immediately, they found their spots, and from that moment on, the building hushed for a moment, as piano music cascaded through the window and door into the other rooms. Rei's playing was enchanting.
Now time for the evil witch to disrupt the lovely spell.
***
The 'evil witch' was tapping his foot angrily, looking at his watch. It took absolutely forever for this drive to end.
Glancing out the window, he checked his watch again, and was nearly thrown foreword as the car halted, the door opening. His chauffeur glanced in, "Miss Omshare's place, Mr. Kaiba."
Ignoring him, Seto strode out onto the sidewalk, looking around with distaste. Rat-hole. Little apartment, dirty motorcycles, and broken windows, plus all the noise. Wrinkling his nose, he started for the door, pausing before he opened it.
In the midst of the chaos of sound, there was a gentle stream of music, some of the most complicated and relaxing he had ever heard. Quickly shaking it off, he stomped up the steps, gritting his teeth. Apartment 4, 5, 6, 7.Ah, yes. Apartment 8. The music was louder now, more tempting. Frowning, he knocked shortly on the door, and Rei's calm voice was heard, "Come in!"
Kaiba opened the door hesitantly, snorting. Her place was a mess. Canvases and paints everywhere. Following down the makeshift walkway through the kitchen and into the living room, he was taken back slightly. Rei's back was to him, a cool silk dress adorning her fit body. Her pale skin contrasted deeply with it, glowing in the sunlight from a window framed by white curtains. If there was ever a time for his heart to soften a moment, it was now.
Unfortunately, she chose to turn around.
***
"What the hell are you doing here?" Her voice slashed at him like a sword. He stepped back slightly. Scary.
"You were the one who let me in."
"Shut up, you bastard, what do you want?"
"I already told you. A dream interpretation, curing session." He might need blackmail after all.shit.
"I already told you to go to hell! No wait sorry, I never did, but to well, do it anyways!"
"Temper, temper. Do you have to use profanity in every damned sentence?"
"You just did."
"Fuck you, I'm wasting my time. Miss Omshare, I'll let the media have access to my files on you if you don't do what I ask."
Her face considerably paled, "You wouldn't. They can't." she bit her lip, and turned back to the piano. Her long fingers played a swift tune, the notes hanging in mid-air as the wheels turned in her head. She wouldn't be happy if it wasn't the guy. But her life.she didn't even like knowing it.
"Fine."
Seto's smirk was enough to make her wish she had never agreed.
***
The car ride over to Kaiba's was considerably cold and uncomfortable. Rei had thrown on her trench coat and grabbed her bag, then stormed out with Seto to his waiting limo. For the entire hour over, she sat still and silent, her lips pressed into a thin line.
Seto had done the same, though he couldn't help but feel a little frightened. Damn, this girl was scary when she was angry.
Eventually they pulled to a stop in front of Kaiba's sprawling mansion. Rei's mouth fell open a little, and she blinked unsurely. Rubbing her eyes, she blurted out, "This is almost as big as the Pharaoh's temple!"
He snorted, "I'll take that as a compliment to be compared to a dead guy." She scrambled out after him, toying with her necklace. As Kaiba's chauffeur drove the car away and Seto and Rei started for the Gates, he glanced at her curiously.
She was so familiar, somehow. Her dark eyes and hair, graceful movements. The canvases, so colorful and lifelike, almost real, it was extraordinary. She had the talent to be a real artist, but she concentrated her life around Egypt and dreams, like her files had stated.
"What's with the necklace?" He asked to break the silence, briefly pausing to open the Gates, as they headed for the doors of his mansion. She gave him a very amused look, and spoke.
"Right now the last thing I want to do is be civil to a baka like you, but for once, I'll forget you insulted me and blackmailed me." She took a deep breath, "The necklace is an Egyptian artifact my caretaker gave to me. It's an ornament of my favorite goddess, Ma'at. She's the symbol for the balance of harmony on this chaos ridden place we call earth, truth, and justice. Daughter of Ra." She grinned, "Shaadi believes it's more appropriate for me to pray to Isis, but Ma'at will always be my patron."
He coughed a little, "You actually believe in those pagan idols?"
"Those pagan idols are exactly what I believe in, Mr. Kaiba." Her voice was cold again as they walked inside.
Once again her breath was taken away, by two things.
The first was the size of the immense hall, original paintings and crystal chandeliers decorating the vast space. Number two was a small, black haired boy ramming into her by accident.
Seto jumped, staring at the heap if Rei and the boy on the floor, "Mokuba!" He reached down her help Rei up, startled to find she was laughing.
"Oh my.Kami, that was funny.I never expected.best stunt in years." She composed herself and grinned down at the boy, who was laughing as well.
"Gomen, I'm so sorry, I was slipping on the floor, and.Hey, I'm Mokuba. I'm Seto's brother." He held out his hand, and she shook it seriously.
"Rei Omshare. It's nice to meet someone with a sense of humor, Mokuba."
His ten-year-old smile was enough to make a heart sing. Rei had found her next inspiration. Then a frown touched her face and she looked at her wrist, "Pardon my French, but holy shit, where's my bracelet?"
Her face grew worried, but calmed a little as Mokuba snatched a gold bracelet from the floor, the one with the tiny eyes of Horus imprinted on it. He put it in her hand, and she murmured, "Thank Isis." and slipped it back on. A pained look came to her face a moment. But she had no time to do anything as Kaiba broke in.
"How long will the interpretation take, Miss Omshare?"
"Three days, about. Depends on how difficult it is."
He breathed out, annoyed, and looked at his little brother, "Mokuba, take Miss Omshare-"
"Rei."
"Rei, then, to an empty room. This'll take longer then I thought."
His little brother happily obliged, and she found herself being dragged of by a hyper child who was excitedly showing her up the large stairwell.
Shaking his head, Seto eyed her retreating form a minute, then walked discreetly to an elevator nearby. It opened for him willingly, and he stepped inside, a nagging feeling inside. Something was to happen.
***
Rei sucked in her breath. The Egyptian had never seen such a splendid room for one person.
A four-poster bed, decked in dark blue coverlets, a hardwood desk, and numerous tables and chairs were arranged around the door. A balcony window jutted from out of the room, billowing white curtains playing in the breeze. A plush carpet of the same blue as the blankets on the bed cushioned Neva's feet.
Twirling around, she stared at the ceiling, and smiled at her new little friend, who grinned.
"Alright, Rei-chan, I'll leave you now." He bowed shortly, and hurried out. As she stared at the door swinging shut, her smile dropped, as her legs gave away. Such pain, torturing the inside of her mind, the one inside, sharing her vessel, casting cruel tricks. Her stomach cramped, a pounding headache coming upon her.
Alie was angry the bracelet had left even briefly. And she was taking her revenge.
Rei let out a low moan, as she twitched violently, coughing up blood. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she fought for control.
***
Seto put a hand on the hardwood door, and hesitated, then pushed it open slightly, peeking inside.
He covered his mouth and stared at the girl inside.
She was sobbing, giving off low moans of pain as she coughed up blood and jerked back and forth, the bracelet on her wrist glowing vividly, blindingly. A strange voice was coming from her mouth, speaking rapidly in an ancient language that stirred something inside of him. Eventually, she dropped to the floor all the way in a dead faint.
Kaiba started inside. She needed medical attention!
But before he could even step inside, she jumped to her feet. Paler then usual and shaking violently, she leaned on the bed, a trembling hand wiping blood from her mouth, the other trying to steady the unsteady child.
He stepped out of the room, trembling himself.
Whether possessed or crazy or.something, something else, Rei Omshare was certainly going to start something in his once calm life.
A/N: Ohhh, suspenseful chapter! To reply to the reviews (Three!) sent in, here we are:
Ali: WHOOOOOHOOO! Seto rules, meep!
Blue Eyes Demon: Arigato! I like my concept, and I have a lot planned. Keep reviewing! And great name.
Komodo Dragon: Arigato as well! Well, I'd be better of saying Danke, but no matter how ye say it, thanks. I love non-critical reviews.
Keep reviewing everyone!