Tasogare no TALE
By KiteShinigami
Yu-Gi-Oh (c) Kazuki Takahashi 1996
--Contains minor Spoilers--
Chapter 1-Introduction
Seto's Point of View:
Stupid Kaiba Corp.
I hate this company. I really do. But for some reason I devote so much to it, because it's MY Company. Even if it has got Gozaburo's name all over it.
Today's a Saturday and here I am at work. Like always. I sigh and pause in my typing. I glance at the clock; 11:45. Mokuba will be here soon. He always comes to eat lunch with me. I smiled. Mokuba was the only one who could make me do that. Except for maybe Jounochi whenever I taunt him. My smile turns into a grin.
I resume my typing. Let's see... 25% of the company stocks are in Mokuba's possession, 50% are mine, and the other 25% is divided between Industrial Illusions, and assorted Japanese and American game distributors. Ok. That's all in order, now... this month's income so far has been about 30,000 American dollars. Now to divided that up into pay wages for my employees. Good. What now...?
"Kaiba-sama?" I turn my head towards the intercom.
"Nani?"(What) I respond coolly.
"You have a call from an American company concerning our merchandise."
"Send them through." The phone rings once and I pick it up, switching to English with a slight Japanese accent.
"Hello? Yes. Yes. If- I understand -if it's under the warranty then just send it back. Ok. Yes. 7-9 days. Yes. Ok. Goodbye."
I proceeded typing, trying to fix this inconvenience that had currently arisen. I heard the smooth rolling of wheels outside my office door but paid it no mind. I heard the door click open and I looked up as Mokuba glided into the room on his roller blades. I smiled.
"Hey, you."
He grinned. "Sorry. But it's the fastest way here from school." He apologized.
I shook my head, "No need to be sorry."
He grinned again and held out a box he'd been carrying. I took my lunch from it and he took his before setting the box on the floor. He climbed up on my desk and sat crossed legged. I opened my lunch and began eating, alternating with typing. It was when I'd finished my yakisoba [1] that I noticed how quite Mokuba was. I looked over at him and he stared back.
"Daijoubu ka...?" (Are you ok?) He smiled softly and nodded.
"Demo... I was wondering..."(But...)
Ok. Now I KNEW something was up.
"Can... we have someone live with us for a bit? I mean, they're kinda in a tough spot in their life and... well..." He trailed off, averting his gaze.
"It depends on who it is." I knew that was exactly what he DIDN'T want to hear, because I knew it was one of Yuugi's 'crew'.
He took a deep breath. "Actually it's more than one person."
"Well, who are they? I might consider it."
He sighed and closed his eyes, " Um... it's Jounochi-kun originally, but... Honda-kun and Yuugi-kun wanted to... be with him as well. And since we have the most space, I thought..."
If it had been anyone other than Mokuba, I would've yelled 'no' faster than you could ever believe. But since this was Mokuba, and I wasn't anywhere near going to yell at him, "No." There. Nice and calm-like.
"But nii-sama!" (brother)
"I said, 'no' Mokuba."
"You don't understand! I already-" He stopped mid-sentence. He already what? No...
"I already told them it was okay."
My eye twitched, I'm sure of it. I sighed deeply. "Mokuba? WHY do you do things like this?"
He flinched. "I-I..." Kami, now I feel guilty. I hate how he does that to me. That's how he gets everything he wants, by playing hurt. And he's damn good at it too. But still, this is the make inu (pathetic dog) we're talking about here!
"Mokuba..." I won't give in. My mind's screaming at me to pretend I don't care, while Mokuba's looking like I slapped him in the face. "It's okay by me." How DOES he do that!? It's official: I've been defeated by my own brother.
His eyes light up and he grins. "Domo arigato, nii-sama!"(Thank you so much, brother!)
I can only sigh. Wait. "How long are they going to stay?"
He climbs down off the desk and puts our empty containers back in the box, "Um..."
"Mokuba..." I said in a warning tone.
He skates backwards slowly, opens the door and skates down the hallway.
"Mokuba!" I yell. I'm about to run after him when an employee walks in.
"Kaiba-sama? Mokuba-sama told me to tell you '6 months' and you'd know what it meant."
"6 months... SIX!?" Mokuba... I'm gonna kill you. 'No you're not.' Of course not, but I WILL kill Jounochi. It's inevitable if we're gonna be under the same roof for six months.
Kami, taskete. (God, help me)
[1]- Yakisoba is noodles with meat (i.e. squid or fish or cow etc.) It's found in almost every grocery in Japan. It's also usually found at carnivals, festivals, or public gatherings and is more or less a junk food. Its American equivalent would be a fast-food hamburger.
-^Chapter 2 preview^-
"Can you teach me how to play?" Mokuba begged.
"No prob, kiddo."
Ok, now you can call my brother Mokuba. Just Mokuba. Or maybe Mokuba-sama.
"You wanna learn, Kaiba? Or can you already? After all, you ARE the 'game master'" The sarcasm is dripping from that last sentence. I could feel it. Jounochi, I'm gonna kill you.
-^*^-
By KiteShinigami
Yu-Gi-Oh (c) Kazuki Takahashi 1996
--Contains minor Spoilers--
Chapter 1-Introduction
Seto's Point of View:
Stupid Kaiba Corp.
I hate this company. I really do. But for some reason I devote so much to it, because it's MY Company. Even if it has got Gozaburo's name all over it.
Today's a Saturday and here I am at work. Like always. I sigh and pause in my typing. I glance at the clock; 11:45. Mokuba will be here soon. He always comes to eat lunch with me. I smiled. Mokuba was the only one who could make me do that. Except for maybe Jounochi whenever I taunt him. My smile turns into a grin.
I resume my typing. Let's see... 25% of the company stocks are in Mokuba's possession, 50% are mine, and the other 25% is divided between Industrial Illusions, and assorted Japanese and American game distributors. Ok. That's all in order, now... this month's income so far has been about 30,000 American dollars. Now to divided that up into pay wages for my employees. Good. What now...?
"Kaiba-sama?" I turn my head towards the intercom.
"Nani?"(What) I respond coolly.
"You have a call from an American company concerning our merchandise."
"Send them through." The phone rings once and I pick it up, switching to English with a slight Japanese accent.
"Hello? Yes. Yes. If- I understand -if it's under the warranty then just send it back. Ok. Yes. 7-9 days. Yes. Ok. Goodbye."
I proceeded typing, trying to fix this inconvenience that had currently arisen. I heard the smooth rolling of wheels outside my office door but paid it no mind. I heard the door click open and I looked up as Mokuba glided into the room on his roller blades. I smiled.
"Hey, you."
He grinned. "Sorry. But it's the fastest way here from school." He apologized.
I shook my head, "No need to be sorry."
He grinned again and held out a box he'd been carrying. I took my lunch from it and he took his before setting the box on the floor. He climbed up on my desk and sat crossed legged. I opened my lunch and began eating, alternating with typing. It was when I'd finished my yakisoba [1] that I noticed how quite Mokuba was. I looked over at him and he stared back.
"Daijoubu ka...?" (Are you ok?) He smiled softly and nodded.
"Demo... I was wondering..."(But...)
Ok. Now I KNEW something was up.
"Can... we have someone live with us for a bit? I mean, they're kinda in a tough spot in their life and... well..." He trailed off, averting his gaze.
"It depends on who it is." I knew that was exactly what he DIDN'T want to hear, because I knew it was one of Yuugi's 'crew'.
He took a deep breath. "Actually it's more than one person."
"Well, who are they? I might consider it."
He sighed and closed his eyes, " Um... it's Jounochi-kun originally, but... Honda-kun and Yuugi-kun wanted to... be with him as well. And since we have the most space, I thought..."
If it had been anyone other than Mokuba, I would've yelled 'no' faster than you could ever believe. But since this was Mokuba, and I wasn't anywhere near going to yell at him, "No." There. Nice and calm-like.
"But nii-sama!" (brother)
"I said, 'no' Mokuba."
"You don't understand! I already-" He stopped mid-sentence. He already what? No...
"I already told them it was okay."
My eye twitched, I'm sure of it. I sighed deeply. "Mokuba? WHY do you do things like this?"
He flinched. "I-I..." Kami, now I feel guilty. I hate how he does that to me. That's how he gets everything he wants, by playing hurt. And he's damn good at it too. But still, this is the make inu (pathetic dog) we're talking about here!
"Mokuba..." I won't give in. My mind's screaming at me to pretend I don't care, while Mokuba's looking like I slapped him in the face. "It's okay by me." How DOES he do that!? It's official: I've been defeated by my own brother.
His eyes light up and he grins. "Domo arigato, nii-sama!"(Thank you so much, brother!)
I can only sigh. Wait. "How long are they going to stay?"
He climbs down off the desk and puts our empty containers back in the box, "Um..."
"Mokuba..." I said in a warning tone.
He skates backwards slowly, opens the door and skates down the hallway.
"Mokuba!" I yell. I'm about to run after him when an employee walks in.
"Kaiba-sama? Mokuba-sama told me to tell you '6 months' and you'd know what it meant."
"6 months... SIX!?" Mokuba... I'm gonna kill you. 'No you're not.' Of course not, but I WILL kill Jounochi. It's inevitable if we're gonna be under the same roof for six months.
Kami, taskete. (God, help me)
[1]- Yakisoba is noodles with meat (i.e. squid or fish or cow etc.) It's found in almost every grocery in Japan. It's also usually found at carnivals, festivals, or public gatherings and is more or less a junk food. Its American equivalent would be a fast-food hamburger.
-^Chapter 2 preview^-
"Can you teach me how to play?" Mokuba begged.
"No prob, kiddo."
Ok, now you can call my brother Mokuba. Just Mokuba. Or maybe Mokuba-sama.
"You wanna learn, Kaiba? Or can you already? After all, you ARE the 'game master'" The sarcasm is dripping from that last sentence. I could feel it. Jounochi, I'm gonna kill you.
-^*^-