Invisible Touch
Chapter 19
Bakura glances at the teen with a glazed look in his eyes. He hasn't felt this way in years. Ever since Ryou left him, he was always down in the mouth and silent. He felt so bad, he would clam up in his room and tune out listening to the radio. One day, he wrote his first song and now it is popular to the youthful crowds as well as the older crowds.
"I'll go get Dale," Junior says not knowing he is being watched.
Bakura shudders slightly as the teen walks. He noticed how Junior barely moves his hips as a woman would. As hard as he could try, he supressed his passionate side. To no avail, he snuck up behind the teen and spanks his ass. Junior cries out, "Hey!"
"I didn't catch your name," the rockstar grins.
"I'm Junior. Why did you spank me?"
"You have a nice ass."
Junior blushes, "Uh...thanks."
Bakura shows off his malevolent grin as he is pulling the green- haired teen closer. Junior's breathing hitched a tad as Bakura is running his fingers through his hair. 'Take me now,' the teen thought.
To his disappointment, Bakura releases his grip. "Where's Dale?" he asks.
Junior peeks into the next room. "There he is," he pointed. Then he turns to the rockstar, "My mom said you can have Dale after you give me the check."
"Right. How much was it again?"
"Three grand."
Bakura reaches into his pocket and hands the teen the check. Junior looks at it briefly and beckons the gothic fairy king, "Dale, come here."
Shyly, Dale came into the room. Bakura blinks in amazement, "Whoa, what happened to you, Dale? You went from a pixie to a fallen angel."
"I gave him the makeover. Well, he's all yours." Junior then hands the rockstar a silver whistle, "You blow this in case he malfunctions. If there's any problem or if he needs repairing, just bring him here and we'll fix it. Enjoy!"
Dale sappily looks at the teen in an 'I'm gonna miss you' way. Before Bakura left, he asks the teen another question, "Junior, if you're not doing anything, would you consider going out with me tonight?"
"I have a curfew, y'know." Then Junior thought it through, "When does your tour end?"
"Eight tonight. I'll bring you back before your curfew."
"Sure, I'll go."
Bakura pulls the teen close once again and kisses him. He pulls away after a brief time staring at the teen. Junior finally spoke, "You kissed me."
"Surprised are we?" Bakura laughs. "I'll pick you up at eight."
The white-haired rockstar left with Dale. Junior sits down placing his fingers on his lips where he was kissed. It still felt tingly. One kiss is all it took to raise his hormones to an unbearable peak. He couldn't control it after five minutes. Dark walks in noticing the teen turning pink in the face. Laughing up a storm is all the magician can do, "What's with you, Junior? You act as if you're about to masturbate."
Junior didn't say anything. Instead, he rushes upstairs and locks himself in his room. Dark blinks a few times and then presses the button on the TV so he could watch it. Flipping a few channels, he stops it at his favorite show.
At Kaiba's mansion, Seto stares at the TV thinking what he did to upset his beauty queen. The proper way to win a duel is to beat your opponent, but this one is out of the ordinary. He won a duel against Anjel, and he feels miserable. In fact, he called Mokuba and asks if he is a terrible person. His sibling explains what her problem is and left it at that. Somehow, Mokuba's answer isn't enough. He needed more information. There was no one left in her family to talk to. Her uncle was the only person left until he died from an explosion. What a waste of time that was. He drifted to sleep later that early evening.
In the dream, he is standing in the middle of a room looking around. Someone came up to him, "You must be Seto. I've heard so much about you."
"Who are you?" he asks in demand.
"I'm Anjel's mother. I heard you were after my daughter."
Another siprit approached from the left side of the first spirit, "Our Anjel has been a little hostile. Even we couldn't tame her."
Seto smirks, "I take it your Anjel's father."
"Right. And I see why you want to marry our daughter. I see no objections."
"Tell me this. What am I doing wrong?"
"You didn't do anything wrong, Seto. It's Anjel that's having a problem. She still believes that her uncle will be disappointed because she lost to you."
"But he's dead."
"It doesn't matter. She's afraid she'll be haunted by his spirit."
"My stars, she is afraid of him. When I won the duel, she was bawling."
"Seto, I know she still wants to marry you; it's just that she's worried about what'll happen to her. You have to tell her that nothing will happen to her. You'll always be there to love and protect her no matter what."
The first spirit smiles, "Serenading her with her aunt's music calmed her down. The only way to get her to trust you is for you to hug her. Let her cry if she wants to. Just let her know you'll be in her life until the day you die."
Before he woke up from his dream, the second spirit made one more comment, "Seto, do something with her toys. She has too many of them already."
Seto spent half the hour wondering. Still thinking about the dream, he sat up on the couch, 'I know what to do.'
He straightens his hair and clothes and heads to Anjel's mansion.
At eight that evening, Junior waits for his date to arrive. He is jumping up and down happily. Dark noticed this and laughs, "You really are giddy over this person."
"Yes," Junior nodded, "he's the cutest guy I've met."
"A guy? Why you devil you!"
"Dark, he really likes me. He admits that he likes me."
"Cool. You have someone who cares for you."
"I know."
The doorbell rings. Junior jumps to his feet, "That must be him. Dark, let him in. I have to check my face."
Dark answers the door. There stood Bakura dressed in black. The rockstar looks at the magician, "Is Junior home?"
"Yes, come in." Dark steps aside letting the rockstar inside.
Bakura stands there waiting for Junior to make his entrance. Sure enough, the green-haired teen walks over to the rockstar, "Hey there, you're right on time."
"I'm here to take you out. Where'd you want to go?" the white-haired rockstar asks.
"Surprise me."
Bakura snakes an arm around Junior's waist. "Is your mother asleep or what?"
"Or what is the answer. She's been doing nothing but crying all day and night. It's so...so..." Junior couldn't pass that word through his lips.
"Pathetic?"
"Yeah. She won't eat or sleep. I can't even figure out her problem. It's out of my hands."
"Well, I have an idea. Tell me, is Kaiba after your mom?"
"I guess so. He keeps calling here. This reminds me of a song I heard on the radio."
"Hm, Seto still loves your mama; Anjel is gesturing oddly for him to come here or scram. I think she's a bit confused."
"Maybe....C'mon, let's go."
The two left the mansion. An hour later, there was a knock at the door. Dark, still stuffing his face, answers the door. And behind the door was Seto. "What do you want?" the magician asks.
"Where's Anjel?" the CEO demanded mildly.
"Hanging with her dead family....and I'm not saying it literally."
"What?"
"Nothing." The magician stuffs his face with a cream-filled eclair.
Seto rolls his eyes and slaps the eclair out of Dark's hand, "Will you stop eating, you walrus?! Damn, you eat more than a mink. Just be lucky we don't disassemble you for scrap."
"I can't help it," the magician whines, "I'm going through a crisis."
"What crisis?"
"Anjel won't eat or sleep. Well, she isn't asleep yet, but that's not my point. I eat whenever I'm depressed."
"I see your stomach says different. You look as if you're about to drop twins."
"You shut up, cheater."
Seto's eyes widens. Dark never spoke to him like that before! It was as if hell froze over. The CEO looks deeply into the android's eyes sensing something different. The innocent magician isn't there. The android is acting like Anjel. "Why don't you get the fuck out of here and crawl to the nearest bar?" the magician snorted.
"Dark, what has gotten into you?" the CEO gasped.
"Other than food, your unhealthy way of stalking this place. You come here whenever you feel like, and it's making me angry."
From behind, Annabelle raises a vase over her head and smashes it onto Dark's knocking him unconscious. Seto blinks in confusion, "Annabelle..."
"Come with me, Seto. I have something to show you." she says beckoning him inside.
Carefully, the CEO steps over the fallen magician and follows Annabelle. Along the way, Seto asks the dark sorceress, "Annabelle, what is going on here? Why is Dark acting so strange?"
"...It's time you should know more about Anjel." She stops at a white door with a painting of a Serpent Night Dragon, "Seto, this room has all of Anjel's secrets. Before you enter here, you must be careful."
"What's in that room, snakes?" Seto scratches his head.
"No, Seto, in this room is the key to understanding Anjel. For this, Celtic must go with you."
Shockingly, Celtic froze in his tracks with one leg up. "Who me?" he asks meekly.
"Yes you, Celtic. You're going with Seto," Annabelle stated.
"I don't wanna go. I wanna stay here and enjoy my damn lifespan."
"Too bad. If you survive, you get to live." She pulls the elf warrior to the door, "Open the door, Seto."
The CEO opens the door. Awaiting behind it is total blackness. "There's nothing here," he jumps to find his voice echoed back.
"Look harder, Seto," Annabelle suggested.
The CEO sees a violet-blue door up ahead. Celtic joked, "I thought this is supposed to be a room where we can understand Anjel not to be in one of those damn Metroid games."
Annabelle shoves the two through the door and slams it shut. In the darkness, Seto and Celtic looks ahead seeing the door. Around them, the walls began to display violet-red veins pumping liquid as it made a pulsing noise. Celtic flinched. "Yee! The walls are alive!" he bleats.
"This place is weird. I can't believe Anjel would go into this room." The CEO continues down the way to the door.
"I remember this place. This is the place where Anjel..." Celtic pauses and changes the subject, "Never mind."
"What?"
"Nothing. Just move on."
"Celtic, you better tell me what you're hiding from me or would you rather eat angel hair pasta fresh?"
"Huh? You don't have any pasta."
"I know."
"...Uh...I forgot."
Seto extends both hands to the elf with murderous eyes. Celtic spills the details, "All right, Seto. Anjel...masturbated in this room." He looks down at the blue floor with black circles clustered into a design, "and I see you've stepped into a puddle where she left her mess at. You sick bastard you."
"Ugh!" the CEO moves his foot away from the spot. "Damn it, she has to be very lonely to screw herself."
"I think she was. Right after she dumped you sixteen years ago, she built this room and have some time to herself. I didn't know she had this much time."
Continuing on, the two went into the next room. The room was very bright with colors and had a stained-glass window. Seto shielded his eyes, "This room is too bright."
Celtic effortlessly walks straight and opens a hidden door, "I found the door." He went into the next room.
Seto walks straight still shielding his eyes into the next room. The next room is all blue and black. "How depressing. This room looks sad," Seto frowns.
"I know. This is the gloom room," Celtic explains. "She comes here whenever she feeling down about her business."
"This place is empty."
"She never had a problem with work."
The two proceeded to the next room with music notes painted all over the walls. Seto guesses, "This must be the music room. She hangs here to listen to music. Am I right?"
"Partially," Celtic scoffs lightly, "this room is to keep her sanity. Moving on."
The next room is the last room which is nothing but a podium with a book displayed proudly next to a pink pen. "There it is," Celtic pointed. "Go ahead, Seto. It won't bite you. Every one of her confessions is written down in that book."
Seto slowly approaches the podium. Just as he turned around, Celtic left. He turns to the book and opens it to the first page.
*I must say it's been a wonderful day. Seto Kaiba finally asked me out after my duel with Joey Wheeler. I haven't been this happy in a long time. He really is a gentleman giving me flowers and candy. All I wanted from him is a hug so I'll know he cares for me and only me. If it wasn't for Mokuba, I would've been masturbating for a lifetime.*
Seto laughs, "She sure has a way with words." He reads on.
*I felt awful slapping him. He didn't deserve nothing like that. I guess I've never really stopped to listen to what he had to say. As much of a stubborn fool I am, I know Seto isn't going to give up on me. Playing hard- to-get is more fun than Uncle Max playing hide-and-seek with me when I was six.*
Seto flips a few pages to the last two confessions.
*The proposal on my birthday is the most romantic thing he has ever done. I have this hunch he'll take this seriously and want to go to bed. To tell you the truth, it's very weird being in bed with someone like Seto Kaiba. I feel comfortable calling Joey Wheeler 'Dogman', but this feeling is quite different. It makes me feel confused and excited at the same time.*
*I lost a duel with Seto, and now I'm sad. I can't face that man again without thinking of that duel. It's so horrible just thinking about it. So, I reprogrammed my male androids to show off how stupid people can be when they try to fix them. No one can fix them except me. I like to see Seto Kaiba try to fix them.*
Seto closes the book and holds back the tears. 'Well, no wonder Dark has been acting weird,' he thought to himself. He then turns back through the rooms and out the door. Celtic waited for him with a sheepish grin.
"What took you so long?" the elf stifles a laugh.
"You left me in that room alone," he frowns, "I thought you vanished off the face of the Earth."
"Dude, do I look like Son Goku to you?"
"Who?"
"Never mind. You don't watch too much TV. All you watch is the weather channel."
"I do not. That is so boring."
"Hey, chasing women is boring. They're horny, and you take the bait. It's sick."
"Not sick; natural. I chase after Anjel because I love her."
"Seto, is your brain on vacation? She simply said she doesn't want any company."
"I'm not listening to you. And where's Junior?"
"He's out on a date."
"With a girl?"
"No, with a man."
"A man?!?!? No son of mine is gonna date a man!"
"Too bad, Seto. He's dating a famous rockstar."
"Who's the sicko?"
"Bakura. He seems like a level-headed person."
"I think I'm gonna pass out."
"Do it quietly. Dark is sleeping."
"After stuffing his face?"
"Actually, we had to pump his stomach. He had gained alot of weight."
"Okay, what about Chaos?"
"He's out like a light until he's fixed."
"Okay.....This place is too kooky."
To be continued..........
Chapter 19
Bakura glances at the teen with a glazed look in his eyes. He hasn't felt this way in years. Ever since Ryou left him, he was always down in the mouth and silent. He felt so bad, he would clam up in his room and tune out listening to the radio. One day, he wrote his first song and now it is popular to the youthful crowds as well as the older crowds.
"I'll go get Dale," Junior says not knowing he is being watched.
Bakura shudders slightly as the teen walks. He noticed how Junior barely moves his hips as a woman would. As hard as he could try, he supressed his passionate side. To no avail, he snuck up behind the teen and spanks his ass. Junior cries out, "Hey!"
"I didn't catch your name," the rockstar grins.
"I'm Junior. Why did you spank me?"
"You have a nice ass."
Junior blushes, "Uh...thanks."
Bakura shows off his malevolent grin as he is pulling the green- haired teen closer. Junior's breathing hitched a tad as Bakura is running his fingers through his hair. 'Take me now,' the teen thought.
To his disappointment, Bakura releases his grip. "Where's Dale?" he asks.
Junior peeks into the next room. "There he is," he pointed. Then he turns to the rockstar, "My mom said you can have Dale after you give me the check."
"Right. How much was it again?"
"Three grand."
Bakura reaches into his pocket and hands the teen the check. Junior looks at it briefly and beckons the gothic fairy king, "Dale, come here."
Shyly, Dale came into the room. Bakura blinks in amazement, "Whoa, what happened to you, Dale? You went from a pixie to a fallen angel."
"I gave him the makeover. Well, he's all yours." Junior then hands the rockstar a silver whistle, "You blow this in case he malfunctions. If there's any problem or if he needs repairing, just bring him here and we'll fix it. Enjoy!"
Dale sappily looks at the teen in an 'I'm gonna miss you' way. Before Bakura left, he asks the teen another question, "Junior, if you're not doing anything, would you consider going out with me tonight?"
"I have a curfew, y'know." Then Junior thought it through, "When does your tour end?"
"Eight tonight. I'll bring you back before your curfew."
"Sure, I'll go."
Bakura pulls the teen close once again and kisses him. He pulls away after a brief time staring at the teen. Junior finally spoke, "You kissed me."
"Surprised are we?" Bakura laughs. "I'll pick you up at eight."
The white-haired rockstar left with Dale. Junior sits down placing his fingers on his lips where he was kissed. It still felt tingly. One kiss is all it took to raise his hormones to an unbearable peak. He couldn't control it after five minutes. Dark walks in noticing the teen turning pink in the face. Laughing up a storm is all the magician can do, "What's with you, Junior? You act as if you're about to masturbate."
Junior didn't say anything. Instead, he rushes upstairs and locks himself in his room. Dark blinks a few times and then presses the button on the TV so he could watch it. Flipping a few channels, he stops it at his favorite show.
At Kaiba's mansion, Seto stares at the TV thinking what he did to upset his beauty queen. The proper way to win a duel is to beat your opponent, but this one is out of the ordinary. He won a duel against Anjel, and he feels miserable. In fact, he called Mokuba and asks if he is a terrible person. His sibling explains what her problem is and left it at that. Somehow, Mokuba's answer isn't enough. He needed more information. There was no one left in her family to talk to. Her uncle was the only person left until he died from an explosion. What a waste of time that was. He drifted to sleep later that early evening.
In the dream, he is standing in the middle of a room looking around. Someone came up to him, "You must be Seto. I've heard so much about you."
"Who are you?" he asks in demand.
"I'm Anjel's mother. I heard you were after my daughter."
Another siprit approached from the left side of the first spirit, "Our Anjel has been a little hostile. Even we couldn't tame her."
Seto smirks, "I take it your Anjel's father."
"Right. And I see why you want to marry our daughter. I see no objections."
"Tell me this. What am I doing wrong?"
"You didn't do anything wrong, Seto. It's Anjel that's having a problem. She still believes that her uncle will be disappointed because she lost to you."
"But he's dead."
"It doesn't matter. She's afraid she'll be haunted by his spirit."
"My stars, she is afraid of him. When I won the duel, she was bawling."
"Seto, I know she still wants to marry you; it's just that she's worried about what'll happen to her. You have to tell her that nothing will happen to her. You'll always be there to love and protect her no matter what."
The first spirit smiles, "Serenading her with her aunt's music calmed her down. The only way to get her to trust you is for you to hug her. Let her cry if she wants to. Just let her know you'll be in her life until the day you die."
Before he woke up from his dream, the second spirit made one more comment, "Seto, do something with her toys. She has too many of them already."
Seto spent half the hour wondering. Still thinking about the dream, he sat up on the couch, 'I know what to do.'
He straightens his hair and clothes and heads to Anjel's mansion.
At eight that evening, Junior waits for his date to arrive. He is jumping up and down happily. Dark noticed this and laughs, "You really are giddy over this person."
"Yes," Junior nodded, "he's the cutest guy I've met."
"A guy? Why you devil you!"
"Dark, he really likes me. He admits that he likes me."
"Cool. You have someone who cares for you."
"I know."
The doorbell rings. Junior jumps to his feet, "That must be him. Dark, let him in. I have to check my face."
Dark answers the door. There stood Bakura dressed in black. The rockstar looks at the magician, "Is Junior home?"
"Yes, come in." Dark steps aside letting the rockstar inside.
Bakura stands there waiting for Junior to make his entrance. Sure enough, the green-haired teen walks over to the rockstar, "Hey there, you're right on time."
"I'm here to take you out. Where'd you want to go?" the white-haired rockstar asks.
"Surprise me."
Bakura snakes an arm around Junior's waist. "Is your mother asleep or what?"
"Or what is the answer. She's been doing nothing but crying all day and night. It's so...so..." Junior couldn't pass that word through his lips.
"Pathetic?"
"Yeah. She won't eat or sleep. I can't even figure out her problem. It's out of my hands."
"Well, I have an idea. Tell me, is Kaiba after your mom?"
"I guess so. He keeps calling here. This reminds me of a song I heard on the radio."
"Hm, Seto still loves your mama; Anjel is gesturing oddly for him to come here or scram. I think she's a bit confused."
"Maybe....C'mon, let's go."
The two left the mansion. An hour later, there was a knock at the door. Dark, still stuffing his face, answers the door. And behind the door was Seto. "What do you want?" the magician asks.
"Where's Anjel?" the CEO demanded mildly.
"Hanging with her dead family....and I'm not saying it literally."
"What?"
"Nothing." The magician stuffs his face with a cream-filled eclair.
Seto rolls his eyes and slaps the eclair out of Dark's hand, "Will you stop eating, you walrus?! Damn, you eat more than a mink. Just be lucky we don't disassemble you for scrap."
"I can't help it," the magician whines, "I'm going through a crisis."
"What crisis?"
"Anjel won't eat or sleep. Well, she isn't asleep yet, but that's not my point. I eat whenever I'm depressed."
"I see your stomach says different. You look as if you're about to drop twins."
"You shut up, cheater."
Seto's eyes widens. Dark never spoke to him like that before! It was as if hell froze over. The CEO looks deeply into the android's eyes sensing something different. The innocent magician isn't there. The android is acting like Anjel. "Why don't you get the fuck out of here and crawl to the nearest bar?" the magician snorted.
"Dark, what has gotten into you?" the CEO gasped.
"Other than food, your unhealthy way of stalking this place. You come here whenever you feel like, and it's making me angry."
From behind, Annabelle raises a vase over her head and smashes it onto Dark's knocking him unconscious. Seto blinks in confusion, "Annabelle..."
"Come with me, Seto. I have something to show you." she says beckoning him inside.
Carefully, the CEO steps over the fallen magician and follows Annabelle. Along the way, Seto asks the dark sorceress, "Annabelle, what is going on here? Why is Dark acting so strange?"
"...It's time you should know more about Anjel." She stops at a white door with a painting of a Serpent Night Dragon, "Seto, this room has all of Anjel's secrets. Before you enter here, you must be careful."
"What's in that room, snakes?" Seto scratches his head.
"No, Seto, in this room is the key to understanding Anjel. For this, Celtic must go with you."
Shockingly, Celtic froze in his tracks with one leg up. "Who me?" he asks meekly.
"Yes you, Celtic. You're going with Seto," Annabelle stated.
"I don't wanna go. I wanna stay here and enjoy my damn lifespan."
"Too bad. If you survive, you get to live." She pulls the elf warrior to the door, "Open the door, Seto."
The CEO opens the door. Awaiting behind it is total blackness. "There's nothing here," he jumps to find his voice echoed back.
"Look harder, Seto," Annabelle suggested.
The CEO sees a violet-blue door up ahead. Celtic joked, "I thought this is supposed to be a room where we can understand Anjel not to be in one of those damn Metroid games."
Annabelle shoves the two through the door and slams it shut. In the darkness, Seto and Celtic looks ahead seeing the door. Around them, the walls began to display violet-red veins pumping liquid as it made a pulsing noise. Celtic flinched. "Yee! The walls are alive!" he bleats.
"This place is weird. I can't believe Anjel would go into this room." The CEO continues down the way to the door.
"I remember this place. This is the place where Anjel..." Celtic pauses and changes the subject, "Never mind."
"What?"
"Nothing. Just move on."
"Celtic, you better tell me what you're hiding from me or would you rather eat angel hair pasta fresh?"
"Huh? You don't have any pasta."
"I know."
"...Uh...I forgot."
Seto extends both hands to the elf with murderous eyes. Celtic spills the details, "All right, Seto. Anjel...masturbated in this room." He looks down at the blue floor with black circles clustered into a design, "and I see you've stepped into a puddle where she left her mess at. You sick bastard you."
"Ugh!" the CEO moves his foot away from the spot. "Damn it, she has to be very lonely to screw herself."
"I think she was. Right after she dumped you sixteen years ago, she built this room and have some time to herself. I didn't know she had this much time."
Continuing on, the two went into the next room. The room was very bright with colors and had a stained-glass window. Seto shielded his eyes, "This room is too bright."
Celtic effortlessly walks straight and opens a hidden door, "I found the door." He went into the next room.
Seto walks straight still shielding his eyes into the next room. The next room is all blue and black. "How depressing. This room looks sad," Seto frowns.
"I know. This is the gloom room," Celtic explains. "She comes here whenever she feeling down about her business."
"This place is empty."
"She never had a problem with work."
The two proceeded to the next room with music notes painted all over the walls. Seto guesses, "This must be the music room. She hangs here to listen to music. Am I right?"
"Partially," Celtic scoffs lightly, "this room is to keep her sanity. Moving on."
The next room is the last room which is nothing but a podium with a book displayed proudly next to a pink pen. "There it is," Celtic pointed. "Go ahead, Seto. It won't bite you. Every one of her confessions is written down in that book."
Seto slowly approaches the podium. Just as he turned around, Celtic left. He turns to the book and opens it to the first page.
*I must say it's been a wonderful day. Seto Kaiba finally asked me out after my duel with Joey Wheeler. I haven't been this happy in a long time. He really is a gentleman giving me flowers and candy. All I wanted from him is a hug so I'll know he cares for me and only me. If it wasn't for Mokuba, I would've been masturbating for a lifetime.*
Seto laughs, "She sure has a way with words." He reads on.
*I felt awful slapping him. He didn't deserve nothing like that. I guess I've never really stopped to listen to what he had to say. As much of a stubborn fool I am, I know Seto isn't going to give up on me. Playing hard- to-get is more fun than Uncle Max playing hide-and-seek with me when I was six.*
Seto flips a few pages to the last two confessions.
*The proposal on my birthday is the most romantic thing he has ever done. I have this hunch he'll take this seriously and want to go to bed. To tell you the truth, it's very weird being in bed with someone like Seto Kaiba. I feel comfortable calling Joey Wheeler 'Dogman', but this feeling is quite different. It makes me feel confused and excited at the same time.*
*I lost a duel with Seto, and now I'm sad. I can't face that man again without thinking of that duel. It's so horrible just thinking about it. So, I reprogrammed my male androids to show off how stupid people can be when they try to fix them. No one can fix them except me. I like to see Seto Kaiba try to fix them.*
Seto closes the book and holds back the tears. 'Well, no wonder Dark has been acting weird,' he thought to himself. He then turns back through the rooms and out the door. Celtic waited for him with a sheepish grin.
"What took you so long?" the elf stifles a laugh.
"You left me in that room alone," he frowns, "I thought you vanished off the face of the Earth."
"Dude, do I look like Son Goku to you?"
"Who?"
"Never mind. You don't watch too much TV. All you watch is the weather channel."
"I do not. That is so boring."
"Hey, chasing women is boring. They're horny, and you take the bait. It's sick."
"Not sick; natural. I chase after Anjel because I love her."
"Seto, is your brain on vacation? She simply said she doesn't want any company."
"I'm not listening to you. And where's Junior?"
"He's out on a date."
"With a girl?"
"No, with a man."
"A man?!?!? No son of mine is gonna date a man!"
"Too bad, Seto. He's dating a famous rockstar."
"Who's the sicko?"
"Bakura. He seems like a level-headed person."
"I think I'm gonna pass out."
"Do it quietly. Dark is sleeping."
"After stuffing his face?"
"Actually, we had to pump his stomach. He had gained alot of weight."
"Okay, what about Chaos?"
"He's out like a light until he's fixed."
"Okay.....This place is too kooky."
To be continued..........