Kaiba answered his phone on the polished oak desk, which also belonged to
the CEO. He listened to the person on the other end of the line, and his
frown became more and more pronounced the more he heard. Suddenly, the
person on the other end said something Kaiba evidently didn't want to hear,
because he sat up straight and cursed loudly.
"Let me get this straight. You ripped out the wall in my brother's room and put a new one in. You went out to get rid of the old wall, and when you came back, it had fresh blood on it? And the same thing with the mirror?! This is insane!" He leaned back and closed his eyes, listening to what the person on the other end of the line was saying once again.
"Yes, yes. no, that isn't necessary. A what?! Ghost? Do you really think I'm that gullible? Listen, clear out. I'll get someone else to do the job." And he hung up furiously. Putting his head in his hands, he groaned in the solitude of his office. But he wasn't alone.
Someone had slipped in just before his little outburst, and was now waiting for the teen to notice him. He cleared his throat and was pleased with the way Kaiba's neck jerked up and a look of surprise that quickly turned to indifference.
"What to you want 'Yuugi'?" He asked turning his attention to one of the folders on his desk. Yami smirked. So, Kaiba wasn't that blind. He was still having convincing Tristen, never mind Joey-
He cut that thought off there, and replaced his smirk with a blank face. Walking slowly up to the desk, he could see the plans on the desk were for some new type of machine, maybe a duel disk, he couldn't tell.
"Kaiba. Yuugi's been worried about you. To tell the truth, I'm a little concerned myself. You haven't been acting like yourself lately." Kaiba tensed but didn't move his eyes from the pages of his work.
"And I think that one sided conversation explains quite well. What happened?" He asked. Kaiba stopped moving his eyes in an attempt to look like he was reading. He stood slowly and looked down at the shorter teen. He shook his head and motioned for him to get a chair from the ones long the wall.
As he did, Kaiba seemed to run out of strength, and slumped down into his own chair. When Yami returned and sat down, Kaiba straightened and looked across the table at the ex-pharaoh.
"I don't know why I'm telling you this, most likely because you were such a good friend to that d- Joey." Yami noticed the way Kaiba called Joey by his real name. This must be important, but what would it have to do with Joey?
"Last night, I was lying awake in bed. Don't ask why, I don't know. I remember hearing a scratching noise coming from my bathroom. I got up to check it out, I figured it was Mokuba trying to play a trick on me. But as soon as I touched the door handle, the scratching stopped. I let go of the handle, and I heard the noise again."
"Now I was sure it was Mokuba. All the servants have their quarters on the main floor, and no one could go into my bathroom without going through my room. So I quickly threw the door open and went inside."
"As soon as I let go of the door, the scratching started again. I turned around just as it stopped. And on the mirror, there was written, 'Have you forgotten me? I'm still here Kaiba.'"
Yami was quiet for a while and both men thought about what had happened. Kaiba was thinking to himself that it sounded like a bad ghost story.
'But what if it is?' A small voice whispered to him. He jumped in his seat slightly, just as all the lights in the city turned out. Both men stood and looked at each other across the nearly invisible desk.
"Did you hear that too?" Yami asked. Kaiba nodded slightly, looking around to try and see where it was coming from.
'Have you forgotten me? I'm still here Kaiba.'
The nameless voice whispered, and all the lights came back on. Kaiba glared over at Yami. Yami realized what Kaiba was thinking and crossed his arms defiantly.
"Oh no, that didn't sound a thing like me Kaiba. I don't know where that voice came from any more than you do." Kaiba glared anyway, needing something to be mad at.
"And you forgot, there was a wall being ripped out mentioned? What is that about?" Kaiba's anger came out of him very quickly. He moved the extra chair over back to its original position. His back was still turned when he answered.
"You won't believe me unless I show you myself. It's at my mansion. Follow me." And they both walked out in silence.
The empty room didn't move, but for one figure sitting on the desk. One figure only the dead could see. And it explained why Yami was suddenly so interested in Kaiba's well being. And for very good reasons.
Jou was panting hard. It was difficult to turn out the lights in one house, but the city was just for show. And to talk to the two while maintaining the blackout, Jou was nearly spent. But he had done it. Another friend knew about him. He had completed the second stage. Jou grinned through his pants.
And the one with odd hair could see me. That means he'll think his friend is a demon now. My master will be so proud.
)~(
LMK: That's all for now. Pretty pathetic, but I don't really care.
"Let me get this straight. You ripped out the wall in my brother's room and put a new one in. You went out to get rid of the old wall, and when you came back, it had fresh blood on it? And the same thing with the mirror?! This is insane!" He leaned back and closed his eyes, listening to what the person on the other end of the line was saying once again.
"Yes, yes. no, that isn't necessary. A what?! Ghost? Do you really think I'm that gullible? Listen, clear out. I'll get someone else to do the job." And he hung up furiously. Putting his head in his hands, he groaned in the solitude of his office. But he wasn't alone.
Someone had slipped in just before his little outburst, and was now waiting for the teen to notice him. He cleared his throat and was pleased with the way Kaiba's neck jerked up and a look of surprise that quickly turned to indifference.
"What to you want 'Yuugi'?" He asked turning his attention to one of the folders on his desk. Yami smirked. So, Kaiba wasn't that blind. He was still having convincing Tristen, never mind Joey-
He cut that thought off there, and replaced his smirk with a blank face. Walking slowly up to the desk, he could see the plans on the desk were for some new type of machine, maybe a duel disk, he couldn't tell.
"Kaiba. Yuugi's been worried about you. To tell the truth, I'm a little concerned myself. You haven't been acting like yourself lately." Kaiba tensed but didn't move his eyes from the pages of his work.
"And I think that one sided conversation explains quite well. What happened?" He asked. Kaiba stopped moving his eyes in an attempt to look like he was reading. He stood slowly and looked down at the shorter teen. He shook his head and motioned for him to get a chair from the ones long the wall.
As he did, Kaiba seemed to run out of strength, and slumped down into his own chair. When Yami returned and sat down, Kaiba straightened and looked across the table at the ex-pharaoh.
"I don't know why I'm telling you this, most likely because you were such a good friend to that d- Joey." Yami noticed the way Kaiba called Joey by his real name. This must be important, but what would it have to do with Joey?
"Last night, I was lying awake in bed. Don't ask why, I don't know. I remember hearing a scratching noise coming from my bathroom. I got up to check it out, I figured it was Mokuba trying to play a trick on me. But as soon as I touched the door handle, the scratching stopped. I let go of the handle, and I heard the noise again."
"Now I was sure it was Mokuba. All the servants have their quarters on the main floor, and no one could go into my bathroom without going through my room. So I quickly threw the door open and went inside."
"As soon as I let go of the door, the scratching started again. I turned around just as it stopped. And on the mirror, there was written, 'Have you forgotten me? I'm still here Kaiba.'"
Yami was quiet for a while and both men thought about what had happened. Kaiba was thinking to himself that it sounded like a bad ghost story.
'But what if it is?' A small voice whispered to him. He jumped in his seat slightly, just as all the lights in the city turned out. Both men stood and looked at each other across the nearly invisible desk.
"Did you hear that too?" Yami asked. Kaiba nodded slightly, looking around to try and see where it was coming from.
'Have you forgotten me? I'm still here Kaiba.'
The nameless voice whispered, and all the lights came back on. Kaiba glared over at Yami. Yami realized what Kaiba was thinking and crossed his arms defiantly.
"Oh no, that didn't sound a thing like me Kaiba. I don't know where that voice came from any more than you do." Kaiba glared anyway, needing something to be mad at.
"And you forgot, there was a wall being ripped out mentioned? What is that about?" Kaiba's anger came out of him very quickly. He moved the extra chair over back to its original position. His back was still turned when he answered.
"You won't believe me unless I show you myself. It's at my mansion. Follow me." And they both walked out in silence.
The empty room didn't move, but for one figure sitting on the desk. One figure only the dead could see. And it explained why Yami was suddenly so interested in Kaiba's well being. And for very good reasons.
Jou was panting hard. It was difficult to turn out the lights in one house, but the city was just for show. And to talk to the two while maintaining the blackout, Jou was nearly spent. But he had done it. Another friend knew about him. He had completed the second stage. Jou grinned through his pants.
And the one with odd hair could see me. That means he'll think his friend is a demon now. My master will be so proud.
)~(
LMK: That's all for now. Pretty pathetic, but I don't really care.