Remember
"Mr.Kaiba, these are the papers from the Fantasy Osakia Company," a woman in her late fourties entered my office in kaiba Corp, with a huge stack of paper in her arms.
"Just leave them on my desk."
"Yes, sir."
I looked through them, and soon lost interest. Another one of those damned small companies to join Kaiba Corp. Don`t they realize that I`m not interested? Those fools!
I pulled my chair away from the desk, pressed a button on my cellphone and talded into it:"keno, come to my office right now. I want to go out for a while."
A reply was heard through the phone,I didn`t bother to listen to it, He doesn`t dare defy me, no one does. Except Mokuba...and dad.....
They didn`t answer me when l called their names hundreds of times in the past.
And if they did... I wouldn`t be me....
I would be hanging out with frienda in a pizza parlor or doing other things that a 16 years old would be doing instead of being trapped in this office...this cage...this life.....
I sighed and stood up from my desk, keno is probably here by now.
I open the black limo door, step in, and settled back on the comfortable leather seats.
"Where will be your destination, Mr.kaiba?" Keno asked politely.
"Go to the Yurumi Mountains, Keno." I thought for a while and then said.
"Yes, sir."
We frove on. Across Domine, passing the Kaiba Mansion which I inherited from Gozaburo, passing the playground where Mokuba and I used to play on...We would relas ourself on the swings...then walk back hand in hand to the Kaiba Mansion....to face a new day of and renewed despair....
Now, 7 years later,Two new boys had taken our place same place, same place, same time, same swing....
Will they continue to swint happily till they grew up ,or will they be come a human tragedy like us? I don`t know.
Mokuba, I thought we would always be swinging together, through no matter what difficulties....I thought....always.....
But forgot that someone had once said,there`s nothing on this world that lasts forever...nothing
If I ever had a choice,
I would want to go back,
Just to hear your voice
and smile the smiles I lacked
I protected you everyway I can,
Making sure you had everything I lacked,
And forgetting what you`ve said,
That I`m what you`ll have,
In the end.
"Mr.Kaiba, these are the papers from the Fantasy Osakia Company," a woman in her late fourties entered my office in kaiba Corp, with a huge stack of paper in her arms.
"Just leave them on my desk."
"Yes, sir."
I looked through them, and soon lost interest. Another one of those damned small companies to join Kaiba Corp. Don`t they realize that I`m not interested? Those fools!
I pulled my chair away from the desk, pressed a button on my cellphone and talded into it:"keno, come to my office right now. I want to go out for a while."
A reply was heard through the phone,I didn`t bother to listen to it, He doesn`t dare defy me, no one does. Except Mokuba...and dad.....
They didn`t answer me when l called their names hundreds of times in the past.
And if they did... I wouldn`t be me....
I would be hanging out with frienda in a pizza parlor or doing other things that a 16 years old would be doing instead of being trapped in this office...this cage...this life.....
I sighed and stood up from my desk, keno is probably here by now.
I open the black limo door, step in, and settled back on the comfortable leather seats.
"Where will be your destination, Mr.kaiba?" Keno asked politely.
"Go to the Yurumi Mountains, Keno." I thought for a while and then said.
"Yes, sir."
We frove on. Across Domine, passing the Kaiba Mansion which I inherited from Gozaburo, passing the playground where Mokuba and I used to play on...We would relas ourself on the swings...then walk back hand in hand to the Kaiba Mansion....to face a new day of and renewed despair....
Now, 7 years later,Two new boys had taken our place same place, same place, same time, same swing....
Will they continue to swint happily till they grew up ,or will they be come a human tragedy like us? I don`t know.
Mokuba, I thought we would always be swinging together, through no matter what difficulties....I thought....always.....
But forgot that someone had once said,there`s nothing on this world that lasts forever...nothing
If I ever had a choice,
I would want to go back,
Just to hear your voice
and smile the smiles I lacked
I protected you everyway I can,
Making sure you had everything I lacked,
And forgetting what you`ve said,
That I`m what you`ll have,
In the end.