Is It True That Bad Things Always Happen To Good People?
Prologue
Seto Kaiba, the CEO of Kaiba corporation, the filthy rich genius, the one who invented duel disks, the famous, unbeatable champion of duel monsters, the keeper of not one, but three blue eyes white dragons, the proud, cold- hearted, distant, and sad? It's this that makes the Seto Kaiba we know today. But one thing is new, sadness, depression and tragedy. Is there something he keeps secret from the rest of the world, I think there is.
Chapter 1
Today started off like any stressful day of Seto Kaiba's, go to school by limo, be bored by the teacher, then recess, more boring stuff, and lunch, now normally he would skip lunch, take some time to do something else, but today he felt rather hungry and instead of going home and eating he ate in the cafeteria, and that's what caught his limited attention,
"Hey Joey," Yugi called toward the 2nd ranked duelist
"Oh hi Yug'," Joey said happily to his best friend, "I saved you a seat."
"Thanks,"
"Wanna come to my game shop after school?"
"Sure," the two ate happily for a while before going back to class.
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Seto Kaiba's POV
'Why does that bother me? The mutt is just going to the game shop with his friend,' Kaiba denied himself. He knew fully well what that meant to him, he was lonely, so very lonely, he longed for company but his cold exterior wouldn't allow him to do that. Kaiba went to class and normally he'd be able to concentrate on the boring lessons, but Yugi and Joey's conversation stuck to him like crazy glue, and also he had the feeling he shouldn't have eaten lunch.
"Sir, can I go to the washroom?" Kaiba asked
"Yes, you may," his teacher responded
Kaiba didn't feel so well when he stood up, everything around him was spinning, but he managed to make it the washroom in time. He was in one of the stalls, hung over the toilet, he had just thrown up his lunch, 'last time I eat that,' he thought to himself, 'maybe I should go home, oh no, not again.' He threw up again, 'what the hell is in that food? Maybe it's not even food, I'm going home, for sure.' Kaiba went to the sink, he didn't want to even look at himself, he had gotten sick of his reflection, of the cold, hard blue eyes staring back at him, 'no wonder no one likes me.' He turned on the tap and splashed his face with some cold water.
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Kaiba arrived back in class, looking pale.
"Kaiba, what on earth happened to you? You look like you've seen a ghost," his teacher exclaimed.
"Nothing," he lied, if he asked to go home now they'd know something was up, so all he could do was hope his teacher would suggest going home.
"Well, sit down then," his teach was impatient
Unfortunately for Kaiba he was stuck there until school was over 4:30 pm, he looked at his watch 2:51 pm, 'two fifty-one?! Crap! I don't know if I can last that long.' He looked outside where it was raining, 'Shit, I'm lucky I have a ride, but Yugi and Joey.aren't so lucky.. But they have each other.. I.. I don't have anyone.. well not anymore at least,' while he was drowning in his misery, he found it hard to keep his eyes open, it would close and not open without his command, eventually he fell asleep, and he let it take him this time for some much needed rest.
"Mr. Kaiba wake up!" his teacher yelled at him
"Huh?" 'oh right I fell asleep'
"Did you sleep well?"
Kaiba was silent, he looked around and saw a few people trying not to laugh, and Joey snickering in the corner, Kaiba looked at Joey and normally he'd get mad but he didn't.
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Joey Wheeler's POV
'How come he's not mad? He does look different, pale, but he didn't get mad, or tell me to shut up. It seems like he's not in the mood for this, but why? He always is, he even fell asleep, has his work gotten to him? Something is wrong, very wrong,' He stopped laughing and looked into Kaiba's eyes, normally he'd see hatred, anger, an impenetrable, icy cold blue and a determined force to get him back and make him pay in his eyes, most of that was weak at the moment and something had replaced those icy cold blue orbs: fear and sorrow. Joey turned away from his gaze in Kaiba's eyes just after Kaiba himself had turned to face the teacher.
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"Mr. Kaiba I'll see you in detention, as for you Mr. Wheeler you can join him,"
"Yes, sir," Joey replied
"Sir, I really don't feel well can I please go home?" Kaiba asked
"If your trying to get out of detention it's useless," his teacher said unaware the Kaiba had thrown up twice,
"But sir really it's an emergency, I feel sick," Kaiba said not wanting people to know that he, Seto Kaiba, threw up
"Be quiet, I know you're not sick,"
He remained silent. He knew people were watching him. He didn't care one bit. He hated all of them. He hated the teacher most. He really felt sick. He wanted to go home now. Seto Kaiba threw up the rest of his lunch.
"Sir can I go home now?" he said angrily through gritted teeth.
"How do I know you're not faking it?" his teacher asked still persistent
That set Kaiba off his short fuse, "look I just threw up my entire lunch! And if that doesn't tell you that I'm sick and if you don't see that I have to go home I will!" Kaiba pulled out his phone, "it's simple really I just push this button and I get to go home," "send a limo to domino high fast!" he yelled into the phone. "I'm going home whether you like it or not!" he yelled back at his teacher.
Now all of them were too shocked to say anything, even the teacher. (A/N: I don't know about you but when I'm sick the last thing I want to do is yell at my teacher) Kaiba glanced out the window, still raining but with thunder and lightning, before he stormed out the door, knew he'd probably get a month's worth of detention and that the teacher would hate him, but he hated his teacher, and if he couldn't even see that he was sick he must be really dense.
Kaiba walked past the blue doors and went outside, he waited for his limo luckily he had grabbed his stuff from the class, because he's like a blind man when he's angry, but unfortunately he didn't bring a coat, and now the he had cooled down he saw everything more clearly he realized he'd catch an even worse cold standing in the rain, 'damnit! Where the hell is that limo?' he question no one in particular. So he started walking it couldn't hurt, but it was a long walk to his mansion and his limo never came. He was drenched to the bone and he figured he had probably gotten food poisoning from his lunch and along with that he was sure he got the flu from being so wet and cold, 'I am going to fire the person who I talked to on the phone.' He thought, but then again it was just a thought.
Kaiba opened the door to his mansion, he called one of his maids,
"Get me a t-towel," he said through chattering teeth.
"Sir what happened?" she questioned
"Never mind that, g-get me a towel," he demanded
"Yes sir,"
She came back holding a fluffy white towel, then she draped it over his shoulders.
"Can I get you anything else sir?"
"Yes, a cup of hot cider, p-please," Kaiba said, once again through chattering teeth, but he had said please a word that never came out of his mouth
"Excuse me sir?" she asked thinking he had said 'please'
"Cider," he said again
"Yes, sir," the maid said. Kaiba liked the fact that he was 'sir' and not his pathetic teacher.
Kaiba went up the stairs, "I'm going to take a shower, so keep the cider boiling," he took the path to his room which went past Mokuba's room. Kaiba entered his room, he riffled through his drawer to find some warm clothes, but all he found was a turtleneck, jeans and boxers, he was more or less hoping for a fleece sweater and sweat pants. He entered the washroom that was connected to his and Mokuba's room. The washroom alone was magnificent. Gold sinks, taps, a gold-rimmed jacuzzi, a huge shower, and even a sauna. It was huge, but Seto Kaiba was used to it. He got into the shower, turned on the tap, and let the warm water, fall on his cold, shivering body. 'Man, how could I get this sick in one day?' he thought, he had gotten food poisoning and the flu all in one day. He reached for the shampoo, and squirted some of the white-ish liquid in his hand and rubbed it in his hair. Then he got the bar of soap and rubbed it on his body. (A/N: I really didn't want to write any of 'that' but unfortunately I had to.) He rinsed his hair and body and got out of the shower, he dried himself of with the fluffy towel and put on his clothes, he combed his hair, and then descended the long stairs toward his awaiting cider.
"Sir, may I ask what happened to you, why you were all wet?"
"No, you may not ask," he snapped back
"Well then, here's your cider," she said handing the cup to him.
"Thanks,"
"Your welcome," she said shocked at his words
Kaiba went to his room and drank the cider, he didn't fell much like doing his work so he sat at his desk and examined the cup, even though he had seen it like a million times, the cup was white bearing the initials KC on it in a navy blue, he always had a liking to that colour, but now he decided that he would rest a little.
Prologue
Seto Kaiba, the CEO of Kaiba corporation, the filthy rich genius, the one who invented duel disks, the famous, unbeatable champion of duel monsters, the keeper of not one, but three blue eyes white dragons, the proud, cold- hearted, distant, and sad? It's this that makes the Seto Kaiba we know today. But one thing is new, sadness, depression and tragedy. Is there something he keeps secret from the rest of the world, I think there is.
Chapter 1
Today started off like any stressful day of Seto Kaiba's, go to school by limo, be bored by the teacher, then recess, more boring stuff, and lunch, now normally he would skip lunch, take some time to do something else, but today he felt rather hungry and instead of going home and eating he ate in the cafeteria, and that's what caught his limited attention,
"Hey Joey," Yugi called toward the 2nd ranked duelist
"Oh hi Yug'," Joey said happily to his best friend, "I saved you a seat."
"Thanks,"
"Wanna come to my game shop after school?"
"Sure," the two ate happily for a while before going back to class.
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Seto Kaiba's POV
'Why does that bother me? The mutt is just going to the game shop with his friend,' Kaiba denied himself. He knew fully well what that meant to him, he was lonely, so very lonely, he longed for company but his cold exterior wouldn't allow him to do that. Kaiba went to class and normally he'd be able to concentrate on the boring lessons, but Yugi and Joey's conversation stuck to him like crazy glue, and also he had the feeling he shouldn't have eaten lunch.
"Sir, can I go to the washroom?" Kaiba asked
"Yes, you may," his teacher responded
Kaiba didn't feel so well when he stood up, everything around him was spinning, but he managed to make it the washroom in time. He was in one of the stalls, hung over the toilet, he had just thrown up his lunch, 'last time I eat that,' he thought to himself, 'maybe I should go home, oh no, not again.' He threw up again, 'what the hell is in that food? Maybe it's not even food, I'm going home, for sure.' Kaiba went to the sink, he didn't want to even look at himself, he had gotten sick of his reflection, of the cold, hard blue eyes staring back at him, 'no wonder no one likes me.' He turned on the tap and splashed his face with some cold water.
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Kaiba arrived back in class, looking pale.
"Kaiba, what on earth happened to you? You look like you've seen a ghost," his teacher exclaimed.
"Nothing," he lied, if he asked to go home now they'd know something was up, so all he could do was hope his teacher would suggest going home.
"Well, sit down then," his teach was impatient
Unfortunately for Kaiba he was stuck there until school was over 4:30 pm, he looked at his watch 2:51 pm, 'two fifty-one?! Crap! I don't know if I can last that long.' He looked outside where it was raining, 'Shit, I'm lucky I have a ride, but Yugi and Joey.aren't so lucky.. But they have each other.. I.. I don't have anyone.. well not anymore at least,' while he was drowning in his misery, he found it hard to keep his eyes open, it would close and not open without his command, eventually he fell asleep, and he let it take him this time for some much needed rest.
"Mr. Kaiba wake up!" his teacher yelled at him
"Huh?" 'oh right I fell asleep'
"Did you sleep well?"
Kaiba was silent, he looked around and saw a few people trying not to laugh, and Joey snickering in the corner, Kaiba looked at Joey and normally he'd get mad but he didn't.
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Joey Wheeler's POV
'How come he's not mad? He does look different, pale, but he didn't get mad, or tell me to shut up. It seems like he's not in the mood for this, but why? He always is, he even fell asleep, has his work gotten to him? Something is wrong, very wrong,' He stopped laughing and looked into Kaiba's eyes, normally he'd see hatred, anger, an impenetrable, icy cold blue and a determined force to get him back and make him pay in his eyes, most of that was weak at the moment and something had replaced those icy cold blue orbs: fear and sorrow. Joey turned away from his gaze in Kaiba's eyes just after Kaiba himself had turned to face the teacher.
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"Mr. Kaiba I'll see you in detention, as for you Mr. Wheeler you can join him,"
"Yes, sir," Joey replied
"Sir, I really don't feel well can I please go home?" Kaiba asked
"If your trying to get out of detention it's useless," his teacher said unaware the Kaiba had thrown up twice,
"But sir really it's an emergency, I feel sick," Kaiba said not wanting people to know that he, Seto Kaiba, threw up
"Be quiet, I know you're not sick,"
He remained silent. He knew people were watching him. He didn't care one bit. He hated all of them. He hated the teacher most. He really felt sick. He wanted to go home now. Seto Kaiba threw up the rest of his lunch.
"Sir can I go home now?" he said angrily through gritted teeth.
"How do I know you're not faking it?" his teacher asked still persistent
That set Kaiba off his short fuse, "look I just threw up my entire lunch! And if that doesn't tell you that I'm sick and if you don't see that I have to go home I will!" Kaiba pulled out his phone, "it's simple really I just push this button and I get to go home," "send a limo to domino high fast!" he yelled into the phone. "I'm going home whether you like it or not!" he yelled back at his teacher.
Now all of them were too shocked to say anything, even the teacher. (A/N: I don't know about you but when I'm sick the last thing I want to do is yell at my teacher) Kaiba glanced out the window, still raining but with thunder and lightning, before he stormed out the door, knew he'd probably get a month's worth of detention and that the teacher would hate him, but he hated his teacher, and if he couldn't even see that he was sick he must be really dense.
Kaiba walked past the blue doors and went outside, he waited for his limo luckily he had grabbed his stuff from the class, because he's like a blind man when he's angry, but unfortunately he didn't bring a coat, and now the he had cooled down he saw everything more clearly he realized he'd catch an even worse cold standing in the rain, 'damnit! Where the hell is that limo?' he question no one in particular. So he started walking it couldn't hurt, but it was a long walk to his mansion and his limo never came. He was drenched to the bone and he figured he had probably gotten food poisoning from his lunch and along with that he was sure he got the flu from being so wet and cold, 'I am going to fire the person who I talked to on the phone.' He thought, but then again it was just a thought.
Kaiba opened the door to his mansion, he called one of his maids,
"Get me a t-towel," he said through chattering teeth.
"Sir what happened?" she questioned
"Never mind that, g-get me a towel," he demanded
"Yes sir,"
She came back holding a fluffy white towel, then she draped it over his shoulders.
"Can I get you anything else sir?"
"Yes, a cup of hot cider, p-please," Kaiba said, once again through chattering teeth, but he had said please a word that never came out of his mouth
"Excuse me sir?" she asked thinking he had said 'please'
"Cider," he said again
"Yes, sir," the maid said. Kaiba liked the fact that he was 'sir' and not his pathetic teacher.
Kaiba went up the stairs, "I'm going to take a shower, so keep the cider boiling," he took the path to his room which went past Mokuba's room. Kaiba entered his room, he riffled through his drawer to find some warm clothes, but all he found was a turtleneck, jeans and boxers, he was more or less hoping for a fleece sweater and sweat pants. He entered the washroom that was connected to his and Mokuba's room. The washroom alone was magnificent. Gold sinks, taps, a gold-rimmed jacuzzi, a huge shower, and even a sauna. It was huge, but Seto Kaiba was used to it. He got into the shower, turned on the tap, and let the warm water, fall on his cold, shivering body. 'Man, how could I get this sick in one day?' he thought, he had gotten food poisoning and the flu all in one day. He reached for the shampoo, and squirted some of the white-ish liquid in his hand and rubbed it in his hair. Then he got the bar of soap and rubbed it on his body. (A/N: I really didn't want to write any of 'that' but unfortunately I had to.) He rinsed his hair and body and got out of the shower, he dried himself of with the fluffy towel and put on his clothes, he combed his hair, and then descended the long stairs toward his awaiting cider.
"Sir, may I ask what happened to you, why you were all wet?"
"No, you may not ask," he snapped back
"Well then, here's your cider," she said handing the cup to him.
"Thanks,"
"Your welcome," she said shocked at his words
Kaiba went to his room and drank the cider, he didn't fell much like doing his work so he sat at his desk and examined the cup, even though he had seen it like a million times, the cup was white bearing the initials KC on it in a navy blue, he always had a liking to that colour, but now he decided that he would rest a little.