I've finally gotten around to another chapter! Yay! Also, I've started a
new chapter, and for all those people who kept emailing me, nagging me to
write a sequel to Coming out of the Shadows.
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Chapter 12: Rainy Nights
Sakura peered through the gates of Kaiba Manor. It was locked, so she had been standing there for 10 minutes. Good thing she arrived early. She looked around for the fifth time in 2 minutes to see if she could find some sort of intercom. No such luck.
She walked to the ivy covered wall and observed. She pulled away some of the ivy and discovered a trellis. Too easy. She climbed over the wall to the other side and made her way to the front door.
About a millisecond after she rang the doorbell, Seto jerked it open. "You're on time," he said, sounding disappointed.
Sakura rolled her eyes. "Well I'm sorry for not giving you a reason to yell at me."
Seto led her inside. He also seemed disappointed that she wasn't totally awed at his mansion. To be truthful, Sakura hadn't expected anything less. "Where's Mokuba?" she asked.
"It actually scares me to find that I don't know," he said. Sakura blinked. Was that a joke?
"MOKUBA!" he shouted. He turned around and put his hands on his hips. "Where is he?" He saw a paper plane come from behind the plant and smiled. Sakura was in for a treat tonight. He doubted Sakura had the ability to comprehend Mokuba for a mere five minutes.
The paper plane had barely started to pass her ear when she grabbed it by the bottom and whipped around, throwing it back to where it came from. Mokuba jumped out from behind the plant and caught it. "Wow you're good!" he said. "Whenever I throw it at Seto, he just screams like a- "
Seto cleared his throat and glared at his younger brother, making him fall silent.
"Mokuba I don't want you flooding the bathrooms again," as her walked to the coat rack and slipped on his trench coat. As usual, it was made to flow behind him.
"How do you get your coat to do that?" Sakura asked him curiously. "Is there a wire in it, or do you use hair spray?"
Mokuba giggled as Seto just glared at her. "Why do I get the feeling I'm making a mistake?"
Sakura shrugged. "Because you're paranoid I guess." She was having fun giving Kaiba a hard time.
He didn't say anything as he bent down to grab his briefcase and opened the door. He only stopped long enough to tell Sakura he'd be home at 9pm, and that he wanted Mokuba to be in bed by 8:30.
"So what do you want to do?" she asked Mokuba after he had left.
"How about we watch some TV?" he said innocently. Sakura followed him to the living room. It was huge! There was a large couch and big flat- screen TV in the middle, and around the room were paintings and suits of armor.
Mokuba flopped down on the couch with a remote and turned the TV on. He patted the seat next to him. "Come sit here Sakura!"
Sakura smiled. He reminded her vaguely of- No; she wouldn't let herself think about it. She swept the memory away as she went to sit next to him. Mokuba was smiling smugly- that is until Sakura lifted the cushion and took out an inflated Whoopee Cushion.
"How did you know that was there?" he asked disappointed. He wanted to get her at least once.
Sakura just shrugged. "I had a little brother once." She too flopped down on the couch.
Mokuba raised her eyebrows. Once? He figured she'd rather not talk about it.
At 8:20, Sakura announced it was time to get ready for bed.
"But Sakura!" he whined. "I usually get to stay up till midnight."
Sakura followed him to his room to make sure he was really going to get ready. "That's not what your brother told me." She said smiling.
As soon as Mokuba was all ready, Sakura went in to tuck him into bed. "How does Seto usually tuck you in?"
Mokuba looked down at his covers. "He usually doesn't."
Sakura raised her eyebrow. "What, are we too old now?" she teased. "How does your mom usually do it?"
Mokuba kept his eyes averted. "She used to sing me to sleep." He said quietly. It was then Sakura understood.
"Don't be sad Mokie." she said, stroking his hair like her mother used to do when she needed comfort. "I lost my parents too. They died in a car crash about a month ago."
Mokuba looked up at her. "Your brother too?"
Sakura shook her head. "No, he died of Cancer when I was 12." She paused. "He would be your age now." She shook off the memory again. "What song do you want me to sing?"
Mokuba thought. "Do know white wings?" he asked hopefully.
She smiled. Her mother used to sing it to her when she was little. "I do actually." Neither of them noticed Seto had come home early and was watching through a gap in the door.
Sakura stroked Mokuba's hair and sang softly, "White wings, they never grow weary. They carry me cheerfully over the sea. Night falls, I long for thee dearly. I spread out my white wings and fly home to thee." Mokuba was out cold before she had even finished the song. She leaned over and kissed him softly on the forehead. "Night."
She walked to the door and looked back at him. He looked like a small angel. She backed out of the room and shut the door quietly. She turned around to see Kaiba. "You're back early." She said.
He scoffed. "Obviously! Follow me; I'll lead you to the front door."
When they had reached the end of the hall, Mokuba opened the door. He peeked both ways before following them down the hall.
Seto opened the front door and nodded to Sakura. Mokuba was watching from behind a suit of armor. "You may take your leave now." Seto told her. Outside it was pouring rain.
Sakura blinked. "But you didn't pay me. I only charge 25 yen for tonight."
Seto glared. "Therefore, it's not a big deal if I don't pay you. You may leave now."
She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Can you at least give me a ride home? It's poring outside!"
Kaiba rolled his eyes and grabbed an umbrella from the closet to his left. He handed it to Sakura. "There. Are you happy now?"
Sakura just stood and stared at him for a moment. "It's no wonder why you don't have any friends." She said.
Seto laughed. "I don't need any friends! All they do is get in the way!"
Sakura frowned sadly. "Just remember this Kaiba. A friend is one of the nicest things you can have, and one of the best things you can be."
Kaiba laughed again. "And you remember this, power is one of the nicest things you can have, and one of the best things you can be. Now I want you out of my house."
Sakura took the umbrella and stepped out on the front step. The door slammed behind her. She sighed. The walk home was going to be a long one.
(A/N: Now, I almost ended the chapter here, but decided to keep going since I kept you waiting for so long.)
Mokuba stepped out from behind his plant. "Why did you go and do that? She was the best Babysitter I've ever had!"
Seto shrugged. "Follow me, Mokuba, I'll get you some hot chocolate and then you have to go strait to bed." Mokuba sighed as he followed him up the stairs.
Sakura walked down the sidewalk towards her house. A strong gust of wind blew the umbrella out of her hands. "Just great!" she cried. She continued down the street. About 15 minutes later, she was already soaked to the bones, her hair matted to her head.
A dark figure came from behind a dumpster. It had a long golden rod in its hand. On the end was an eye. The figure held it out and pointed it at Sakura.
A strong purple aura surrounded her before she fell to the ground. The figure fully stepped out into the light of the street light, to reveal a figure in a purple hooded robe. It pulled the hood back to expose a teenager. He was very tanned with white spiky hair. He stepped forward towards Sakura and picked her up. She was limp in his arms.
"Finally, I and I alone will soon have the power to control all the Millennium items."
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I think we all know who the mysterious figure was!
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Chapter 12: Rainy Nights
Sakura peered through the gates of Kaiba Manor. It was locked, so she had been standing there for 10 minutes. Good thing she arrived early. She looked around for the fifth time in 2 minutes to see if she could find some sort of intercom. No such luck.
She walked to the ivy covered wall and observed. She pulled away some of the ivy and discovered a trellis. Too easy. She climbed over the wall to the other side and made her way to the front door.
About a millisecond after she rang the doorbell, Seto jerked it open. "You're on time," he said, sounding disappointed.
Sakura rolled her eyes. "Well I'm sorry for not giving you a reason to yell at me."
Seto led her inside. He also seemed disappointed that she wasn't totally awed at his mansion. To be truthful, Sakura hadn't expected anything less. "Where's Mokuba?" she asked.
"It actually scares me to find that I don't know," he said. Sakura blinked. Was that a joke?
"MOKUBA!" he shouted. He turned around and put his hands on his hips. "Where is he?" He saw a paper plane come from behind the plant and smiled. Sakura was in for a treat tonight. He doubted Sakura had the ability to comprehend Mokuba for a mere five minutes.
The paper plane had barely started to pass her ear when she grabbed it by the bottom and whipped around, throwing it back to where it came from. Mokuba jumped out from behind the plant and caught it. "Wow you're good!" he said. "Whenever I throw it at Seto, he just screams like a- "
Seto cleared his throat and glared at his younger brother, making him fall silent.
"Mokuba I don't want you flooding the bathrooms again," as her walked to the coat rack and slipped on his trench coat. As usual, it was made to flow behind him.
"How do you get your coat to do that?" Sakura asked him curiously. "Is there a wire in it, or do you use hair spray?"
Mokuba giggled as Seto just glared at her. "Why do I get the feeling I'm making a mistake?"
Sakura shrugged. "Because you're paranoid I guess." She was having fun giving Kaiba a hard time.
He didn't say anything as he bent down to grab his briefcase and opened the door. He only stopped long enough to tell Sakura he'd be home at 9pm, and that he wanted Mokuba to be in bed by 8:30.
"So what do you want to do?" she asked Mokuba after he had left.
"How about we watch some TV?" he said innocently. Sakura followed him to the living room. It was huge! There was a large couch and big flat- screen TV in the middle, and around the room were paintings and suits of armor.
Mokuba flopped down on the couch with a remote and turned the TV on. He patted the seat next to him. "Come sit here Sakura!"
Sakura smiled. He reminded her vaguely of- No; she wouldn't let herself think about it. She swept the memory away as she went to sit next to him. Mokuba was smiling smugly- that is until Sakura lifted the cushion and took out an inflated Whoopee Cushion.
"How did you know that was there?" he asked disappointed. He wanted to get her at least once.
Sakura just shrugged. "I had a little brother once." She too flopped down on the couch.
Mokuba raised her eyebrows. Once? He figured she'd rather not talk about it.
At 8:20, Sakura announced it was time to get ready for bed.
"But Sakura!" he whined. "I usually get to stay up till midnight."
Sakura followed him to his room to make sure he was really going to get ready. "That's not what your brother told me." She said smiling.
As soon as Mokuba was all ready, Sakura went in to tuck him into bed. "How does Seto usually tuck you in?"
Mokuba looked down at his covers. "He usually doesn't."
Sakura raised her eyebrow. "What, are we too old now?" she teased. "How does your mom usually do it?"
Mokuba kept his eyes averted. "She used to sing me to sleep." He said quietly. It was then Sakura understood.
"Don't be sad Mokie." she said, stroking his hair like her mother used to do when she needed comfort. "I lost my parents too. They died in a car crash about a month ago."
Mokuba looked up at her. "Your brother too?"
Sakura shook her head. "No, he died of Cancer when I was 12." She paused. "He would be your age now." She shook off the memory again. "What song do you want me to sing?"
Mokuba thought. "Do know white wings?" he asked hopefully.
She smiled. Her mother used to sing it to her when she was little. "I do actually." Neither of them noticed Seto had come home early and was watching through a gap in the door.
Sakura stroked Mokuba's hair and sang softly, "White wings, they never grow weary. They carry me cheerfully over the sea. Night falls, I long for thee dearly. I spread out my white wings and fly home to thee." Mokuba was out cold before she had even finished the song. She leaned over and kissed him softly on the forehead. "Night."
She walked to the door and looked back at him. He looked like a small angel. She backed out of the room and shut the door quietly. She turned around to see Kaiba. "You're back early." She said.
He scoffed. "Obviously! Follow me; I'll lead you to the front door."
When they had reached the end of the hall, Mokuba opened the door. He peeked both ways before following them down the hall.
Seto opened the front door and nodded to Sakura. Mokuba was watching from behind a suit of armor. "You may take your leave now." Seto told her. Outside it was pouring rain.
Sakura blinked. "But you didn't pay me. I only charge 25 yen for tonight."
Seto glared. "Therefore, it's not a big deal if I don't pay you. You may leave now."
She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Can you at least give me a ride home? It's poring outside!"
Kaiba rolled his eyes and grabbed an umbrella from the closet to his left. He handed it to Sakura. "There. Are you happy now?"
Sakura just stood and stared at him for a moment. "It's no wonder why you don't have any friends." She said.
Seto laughed. "I don't need any friends! All they do is get in the way!"
Sakura frowned sadly. "Just remember this Kaiba. A friend is one of the nicest things you can have, and one of the best things you can be."
Kaiba laughed again. "And you remember this, power is one of the nicest things you can have, and one of the best things you can be. Now I want you out of my house."
Sakura took the umbrella and stepped out on the front step. The door slammed behind her. She sighed. The walk home was going to be a long one.
(A/N: Now, I almost ended the chapter here, but decided to keep going since I kept you waiting for so long.)
Mokuba stepped out from behind his plant. "Why did you go and do that? She was the best Babysitter I've ever had!"
Seto shrugged. "Follow me, Mokuba, I'll get you some hot chocolate and then you have to go strait to bed." Mokuba sighed as he followed him up the stairs.
Sakura walked down the sidewalk towards her house. A strong gust of wind blew the umbrella out of her hands. "Just great!" she cried. She continued down the street. About 15 minutes later, she was already soaked to the bones, her hair matted to her head.
A dark figure came from behind a dumpster. It had a long golden rod in its hand. On the end was an eye. The figure held it out and pointed it at Sakura.
A strong purple aura surrounded her before she fell to the ground. The figure fully stepped out into the light of the street light, to reveal a figure in a purple hooded robe. It pulled the hood back to expose a teenager. He was very tanned with white spiky hair. He stepped forward towards Sakura and picked her up. She was limp in his arms.
"Finally, I and I alone will soon have the power to control all the Millennium items."
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I think we all know who the mysterious figure was!