The Inkless Pen-airy
Nem Ankh-Shades of blue
Disclaimer: I wish- but no, don't own yu-gi-oh
O yes- I'm not sure if I said this already or not, but 'Nem' means eternal and 'ankh' means, of course, life.
Contains cursing, violence, w/e
No pairings yet- but I'm willing to take suggestions
Airy: ok, last chapter we left off with Yugi waking up from a dream, Malik, Isis, and Ryou looking over this Scarab amulet, and Marik and Bakura about to reveal something.
Luckily for you, you don't get to find out what it is till, um, next chapter! (evil cackle…chokes) ahem, anyhow don't fret- this chapter focuses on Seto! Yeah, yeah, you're like 'wtf does kaiba have to with the story?' – he actually plays an important role in the plot…heh…I think…
For those of you still reading, which is about none of you, indulge!
Ryou=hikari Bakura=yami Marik=yami Malik=hikari
-Shades of Blue
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"Seto, what's your favorite color?" Kaiba sighed softly as he looked down at his little brother.
"I don't have one."
Mokuba's confused face almost made him grin.
"But you have to have one, everyone does."
"I'm not everyone," he said as his hands went to rub his temples. He looked forlornly at the papers in front of him. He mentally calculated his tasks and groaned.
"Big brother?"
"Huh?" Kaiba turned his attention back to his brother, somewhat ashamed of drifting off, "Sorry Mokuba."
"It's ok." Mokuba shrugged, "So, what's your favorite color?" Kaiba paused for a moment,
"Blue"
"What kind?" Kaiba stared blankly at the kid in front of him. 'What kind?' he thought, 'what the hell?' Mokuba was now tapping his feet in an overly dramatic way, "Light blue…dark blue…" he sang, "royal blue, periwinkle, baby blue, re- gu- lar bluuuueee…which one?" He started to tug at his brother's sleeve.
"Mokuba, I want you to remember that I will always be here for you…" Seto bit his lip, 'damn,' he thought, 'how do I tell him this without sounding harsh?' "But blue is just a color." He ended lamely.
"Love you too! Love you too! Love you too!" Mokuba chanted as he pranced out the door.
"Must have had lucky charms again," Kaiba muttered.
Two hours had passed and it was raining - hard. The power had gone out, but Kaiba had a backup for his beloved laptop, and for a few minutes, only his ceaseless typing and the rain could be heard. The screen illuminated his face as his right eye twitched twice. "Stupid, incompetent buffoons! I told them to fire those idiots!" he growled, "Aw shit, I'm starting to sound like Malak…? Malat? Malit?... Marit?" He rubbed his eyes as his vision blurred. Yawning, his head fell into his arms, and he unknowingly fell asleep.
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Blue is a color
A cord was in his hands- something was hanging from it, but he couldn't see what. Desperately his other hand went to feel it. He needed to know, he needed to see it somehow. There is no why or how, he just needed.
It's gone now. He's lost it, he know he has. It's gone and he's lost it.
Blue is an essence
He must find it, some one took it. It's gone, he lost it and someone took it. He must find who. Who took it before he could see it, who took it away from him? Through hallways he strides, past long columns. He can only see clearly in front of him. That's strange, what is hiding on the side?
Of which to live in
He keeps walking, the side does not matter. The faint shadow does not matter. He needs to find something. When he finds it, he will know. He looks up at the bright sky, then to the floor, then to the ceiling. Where is it? Where is what he lost? He cannot turn back. That must be where it is, behind him. He must turn, but can't. So he goes on ahead. Eventually, a circle will lead him back. For now, he will follow the hallway.
For now, he will let himself be led
It is the turmoil of the sea
It is before him, he knows it. He has found it now, and it will be his. Just ahead, a little further to go and it is his. His hand grasps at it, but it's gone now, like before.
"I will not take this!" he growls, and his vision clears. There before him is an oasis. It's nighttime now and the desert grows cold. He stumbles toward the haven and starts falling…falling…
A state of confusion
A window is before him, blurry with rain, and he remembers- he must finish
working-
He must find it.
Is he still falling? Before him now is a dungeon and the torch he is holding. He
watches himself as he says "Come,"
"What took you so long?"
"I can leave if you want,"
"No, I'm coming,"
Revenge, trust, betrayal
All is not well, he is doomed, he has been caught and he has not found what he was looking for. But maybe, maybe…
There is yet to come
He sees nothing. He sees everything. He sees everything, and everything is blue.
All kinds of blue. Blue that makes him angry. Blue that emits joy. Glowing blue.
Dull blue that tears his soul apart.
In this endless struggle
He is drowning. Drowning now. Drowning in all the-
Kaiba's eyes shoot open, only to be greeted by the rain stained window. Somehow the pit of his stomach is unnerved, and he finds himself shaking.
Blue is not just a color anymore.
Airy: YAY! I finally finished the second chapter! *does happy dance* Once again, I hope it wasn't too bad. I actually thought it was good…heh…
Please review.
Airy: o yes, the whole thing after Kaiba falls asleep and before he wakes up is his dream- if you didn't catch on. Sorry if it didn't seem dream-like! Forgive me.