I had been at a business conference all month, trying to negotiate a contract between Kaiba corp. and Tekai Industries.
Matt had been pushing me for more and more money ever since the blue-eyes incident. I gave in, until he asked for 10,000,000 more dollars a year. I was furious that day, so it was then I decided to buy Tekai I.
Of course I knew it was going to be a hard bargain, seeing as we were so on edge. Even so, I could still be stuck here another few months, if we kept up this snail's pace. He kept on pushing my offer further, and when I finally caved in and told him he'd get what he wanted, he raised the price even higher, and he had made me sign a contract before we began that I couldn't leave the city until the deal was made. That and the fact that I still had Kaiba Corporation to run made this one of the most stressful business trips of my life, but that was nothing compared to Mokuba's E-mail…
I sat at my computer, typing away, when a message popped up:
~1 new E-mail~
I clicked on it. Inside was a message from Mokuba.
Dear Mr. Seto Kaiba,
Why aren't you ever there for me? I don't have any real friends, and you're never there either. Why can't I just have a real friend who really cares about me? Why are you always gone? And why does everyone hate me just because they want me to be someone I'm not? I wonder why I even have you as a friend. You're never there for me either. You only ever call me anymore. I mean, don't you care about me anymore? Did you ever really care about me? I don't think so. Your business and your conferences are more important to you than me. Why are you so mean, always leaving me alone?
Come back, or I'll never let you be my friend again.
-Mr. Mokuba Kaiba, Vice President of Kaiba Corporation.
I sat at the computer, staring at it for a few seconds. At first I just couldn't believe Mokuba would do this to me. Then I was angry. Not angry at him, or me, but at the world. Why? Why did my parents have to die? Why did we have to end up with Gozaburo? Why did I have to spend so much time away from him?
I slammed my hands down on the keyboard in frustration. What could I do? Walk all the way to Domino? Leave and let Matthew control both our lives? I hated being here and everything to do with it, but I couldn't do anything about it. Why did I have to keep on living this horrible life? It was pointless. Suddenly I stopped and walked over to my suitcase. I can't believe I packed this I thought to myself as I looked down at the knife, the knife that had taken so much blood from me before Mokuba had found out what I was doing and stopped me. I had only stopped for his sake. Now that he hated me, he had given me a license to hate myself.
Now, once again, I was all alone…
No words were needed as I slipped the knife down my arm, a long red line following after.
Someday, I might see Mokuba again, and then I'd stop, but for all I knew he wouldn't even take me back. I watched in amazement as the red line widened and blood flowed out, it was if all my pain, suffering, and sorrow had left through those wounds.
I smiled.
I'm sorry, Mokuba.
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I dunno if this one will have chapters or not…
With the last hope I have,
-Kura