No! You can't make me do it... (Nervously; shifts eyes) oh, what are you going to do with those taser-guns? Wait! No! Ahhh!
All right! All right! I give! I give!
Although I am a fan of Yu-Gi-Oh I am neither the creator or rights holder to this Delightful anime. Now if I can get my anime-turner-human machine to work.... Wait! Do I really want that arrogant jerk, cold-hearted Kaiba to be real, enough to terrorize America? ... Hell yes! (Presses Button... mild explosion follows after.) Whelp... back to the drawing board. (Dusts smoke black hands and walks away covered in soot) Enjoy chapter 8!
Seto and Téa walked to the gardens. His eleven-year-old brother walked over to the fountain and put both his hands under the spurting water from the stone spout. Téa walked over to the blue roses and knelt in front of them. "I've never seen anyone talk to the King like that, and I've been in his service for a long time."
"Look at me Seto." She faced him and he stared down at her. His insides were twisting and his heart convulsed. This was ultimate beauty, she was so drawing, intoxicating, so many levels too describe her but he lost all sense of speech and thought by just looking at her. "I come from a small village where the only leader we have is a chief. I don't let anyone be my higher rank." He admired that, all his life he followed orders; rules. Yami was Seto's, his hated rival. "I can't stand the King." Téa frowned and reached her hand up to him and he hesitantly accepted. She pulled him down and he knelt next to her. "Why do you have such a complex towards him?"
"Because I know he feels he's better than me."
"Is he?"
"He is." He turned his gaze to the bottle-green grass and then his brother splashing cold water caught his gaze. "Why?"
Seto shrugged. "I'm not sure. All I know is that when we were younger we competed; he always beat me. At everything!!" He clenched his fist, but loosened it when she rested her hand on his knuckles. He looked at her soft pale skin and her hand slid up his arm and rested over his heart. "Lotesse amin leitha lle en' du!" His heart suddenly felt light as if a great weight was lifting from his body as she spoke strange words to him. He looked down to the flat of her hand over his heart and a white, blind light had enveloped her hand and shot free from under his skin and shirt. "Seto!" Mokuba cried, running over to his elder. Her other hand came up and stopped Mokuba from touching Seto. That's when Seto noticed her eyes, the iris missing. Seto gasped and Téa pulled her hand free and collapsed backwards. Seto stood over her and lifted the unconscious girl in his arms. Mokuba asked what happened but Seto told his kid brother that he himself couldn't explain it.
"But I felt freer. More then ever."
"Like free from when Lord Gozaburo was our father."
"Lord Gozaburo was never our father. Let's go into town."
"And see Rebecca?" Seto smiled and if his hands were free he would have ruffled Mokuba's hair.
"And see Rebecca."
(A/N, Wondering what Téa said. I actually went to an elvish-generator so since I failed to memorize what I said in English, find a site that'll produce her words.)
Thanks for all the reviews and making me smile every time I read them, I was so afraid this wouldn't be a hit. You people keep me going.
If you think this is short, just wait. They get shorter! NOOOO! I'm going to pull my hair out about this. Not to worry. There really is length like I promised, bear with me about the shortness. Hah, just think of it as a problem like Yugi's. Who will not be appearing in this story, you'll just have to wait till the... (Mouth suddenly gets duct-tapped.)