Run, feet, run.
Faster, faster. Don't stop. Can't stop.
Have to keep running.
Tired.
So tired.
But can't stop…
Have to keep running…
*
It was raining.
She was running and it was raining. Her mind sluggishly tried to put things in order.
Her sandaled feet dashed across the wet pavement. Millions of thoughts pounded in her head, but she concentrated only on one.
Run.
She was so tired. But she couldn't stop running. She had to get away. Her arms and legs were screaming, begging for her to stop. So tired. If only she could rest for a moment. Her legs began to feel heavy. The road in front of her blurred, everything turning fuzzy.
No! Have to-
She lost her balance and fell. She flinched, pain shooting through her arms and legs. She blinked, trying to understand. She hadn't fallen on the pavement but onto something else. She looked up. Towering above her was a beautiful dragon. A magnificent dragon with blue eyes.
Her saviour.
Exhaustion washed over her. Her eyes closed and she collapsed at the dragon's feet. As she slept, the dragon stood over her, wings outstretched, protecting her.
Thank you…
*
"Mokuba! It's 11:49 at night and it's raining! Where the hell are you?"
The dark haired boy hid a smile as his older brother's voice rang in through their communicator. Somebody was having a good day. He pressed the button.
"I'm almost finished, Seto. I'll be there in a minute."
"You have 3 minutes."
Mokuba laughed as his brother disconnected. Seto may have sounded
irritated but that was only because he was worried about him.
He ran quickly, his ratty sneakers meeting the wet ground with a squish. He
splashed through a puddle, water spattering his already muddy jeans. Seto was
going to be so mad at him when he saw how he dirty he looked but he wouldn't
get in trouble. He never did.
Well, there was that one time…
But other than that- never.
Mokuba grinned. He did this every Friday night- take a run around the front premises of the Kaiba Corporation. And every night ended the same way- with a visit to his favourite spot.
The statue.
He raced to get there, dark hair flying out behind him. The Blue Eyes statue had become, in a way, his friend. He talked to it and he knew that somehow the dragon understood him. That somehow, he cared. The dragon was his secret- his treasure.
He made it to the statue and was about to take his usual seat at its base. That's when he noticed her.
She was sprawled out over the dragon's feet. Her ebony-coloured hair spilled onto the ground, long wet strands plastered to her face. Beautiful dark lashes were closed in sleep. She was wearing a pale dress with wide sleeves. The drenched fabric clung to her like a second skin. Moonlight danced across the gold headband that crowned her hair. Bands of gold held twin locks by her face and another golden pair on her arms showed through the thin wet material of her dress. On her neck there was an eye-shaped necklace- also made of gold.
Whoa.
Mokuba slowly put the communicator to his mouth.
"Nii-sama…I think you better come here…"
*
11:53 PM
9-15-03
From: H094
To: R
Re: Failed Capture
Mission failure. Subject successfully taken from home and loaded onto jet. Upon landing, subject escaped. Unable to recapture. Current whereabouts unknown. Awaiting further information from H093.
11:54 PM
9-15-03
From: R
To: H094
Re: Failed Capture
Unacceptable. Find whereabouts of subject and await instructions upon recapture. Further incompetence will result in termination.
*
Seto Kaiba cursed under his breath. He was in no mood for Mokuba's games.
He was having a bad day. And running (well, striding at an accelerated pace) through the rain was NOT improving his disposition. Not to mention the fact that the rain was ruining a perfectly good brand new suit. Nor was the knowledge that Mokuba would be filthy when he finally found him and would more than likely end up sick tomorrow too.
Not a good day.
He headed straight for the Blue Eyes statue. Mokuba loved the statue; Kaiba had seen the boy actually talking to it on more than one occasion.
Seto sighed, anxious to retrieve his brother and return to the warmth of the limo. He could see the dragon now. Mokuba was standing in front of the statue, oblivious to the pouring rain. He was staring down at the dragon's feet. Looking down at…a…a girl?
Kaiba stopped behind his younger brother dumbfounded. Lying across the Blue Eyes' feet was a girl. An unconscious girl. Mokuba turned around. His mass of hair was dripping wet, leaving dark droplets on his shirt. He grinned.
"Can we keep her?"
*
Isis, wherever you go…
Trouble will follow you…
*
Author's Notes:
Okay, everyone, that's the first chapter! This is my first story so I'm open to constructive criticisms. So tell me what you think ^_~
*~Stolen Kisses~*