Disclaimer: Don't own YuGiOh Don't own and songs or video games I used in this fic. Now to the story.
The light scent of roses stung my nostrils; I had always hated the stench of roses. I had been deep in thought about what Seto Kiaba had said. 'Why would he send me flowers? I'm just not getting how all these could be just for "I'm so sorry" There has to be a catch somewhere."' I just didn't know where. I rolled onto my side and picked up a flower. "What could he be thinking? What goes though his mind when he sees me?" I looked up to a room to see my mother talking on the phone.
"Mother..." I slowly got out of the flower pile and walked on inside. "I am going this low and talking with my mother about it. Maybe if I'm lucky she'll be drunk and not remember a thing." I came to the room to where she was talking with someone on the phone and just when I was about to knock I heard her say my name.
"Kestrel. No she's sixteen. Yes. Yes. No! I told you that you couldn't meet her until we settled in. Oh you're such a tease, love." My mother rambled on and laughed a little. I turned around wide eyed. 'What the hell?' I heard myself asking. 'Who is that? Tease! She called him love! And not to mention she said "couldn't meet me" Something isn't right. I quickly and quietly walked down the hallway and into my room.
"Damn it I'm even more confused now." My heart was beating though my skin my instincts told me what ever the deal was with my mom I wasn't going to like it. The room was totally silent I could even hear my own breathing. I decided to stop thinking about my mother and that little trauma that just went on. I started thinking about Seto and what he had said. My thoughts wandered and I kept Seto's image fresh in my mind. 'For some reason I think I was...no I couldn't be falling in love, I loved Bakura. Oh no I just said loved. I love Bakura...don't I?' My thoughts led my eyes to the window where the Kiaba mansion was. I looked out to it and began to feel a sense of being trapped and secluded, but this sense I wanted. Being shut out from the world seemed like a nice thing to be doing. Seto had it. I wanted it. That big mansion, wandering halls for days and days at a time, and in the end returning to Seto's bed every night. I smiled at this thought. No longer was this wrong to me. I really believe that I love Seto Kiaba. The cold hearted man who seemed to break under my finger. How I do not know. The only question that was left was "Will he speak to me?" I did hurt his feelings and I was saddened by it. No one had ever talked to me like that before. No one had ever done any of that for me before. I felt...special. I needed to speak with him. I want so badly to be in his presence. I felt a sense of security around Seto Kiaba. 'Oh damn my pride.' I thought sliding down onto the floor. How could I be so afraid of him, when all I wanted was to see him, talk to him, and be with him? My mixed emotions confused me that way, and I didn't like it. I hugged one of my knees and thought about what I should do. 'I should just go to the front of his door and apologize. Easier said then done I guess.' My carpet felt soft I stroked it back and forth making it darker then it was before then going back. 'Maybe I should just leave him alone for a few days, or maybe, maybe I could use one of Sage's reins to hang myself. Yes that could work. Maybe the leather isn't strong enough. Fuck. It isn't that's right. Well that's off the list. Um how could I apologize?' Now usually I found the weirdest ways to apologize or do something. How could one boy change all that? He made my damned mind go blank at his mere thought. 'How about a very long letter? Yes. A very long letter explaining how sorry I am! Oh perfect! Oh no. I can't write well. Every time I try to write something it all ends up being so out of place. Oh fuck it it's the only thing I got.' I smiled a little and got up getting a piece of paper and an envelope. I sat down at my desk and found my pen and started writing.
'Dear, Seto Kiaba.' I paused for a moment then threw that piece away. Getting another one I started over. 'My dearest Seto.' I shrugged and continued. 'Sometimes I get angered about the way you make fun of me and it causes me to go over bored. I am asking you to forgive me for what I did. I should have just left it well alone. Its just people don't understand me. They are always telling me what to do and making sure I do it right the first time. I am so sick of moving around from place to place. I get so confused around you. You act so grown up and it confuses me. You are only sixteen and you already act as if you are thirty. I guess we all have our secrets. I will not question you any further. You have your reasons and I have mine. It's just hard sometimes for me to not judge a person. I have been betrayed so much in my life that it is amazing I still trust people. I guess I've just been an easy person to walk all over. I'm sorry I'm trailing off the reason I wrote this letter to you. I want you to know that I would have never burned your precious cards, and that is as true as the fact that you would have never shot my beloved Sage. Seto, sometimes I feel no more then a puppet on a string. I always feel controlled and broken down. That's just the way I feel. I feel like a puppet being controlled by a puppet master. It is my belief that we all have a puppet master, and it is though this that we are all connected. Remember those words. They always made me feel kind of good inside. Perhaps they will help you understand me more. Once again, forgive me. I should have never over done it as I did. I thank you for the flowers, they were beautiful. I can't believe I thought they were for my mother. I should have known. I am sorry, I truly am. Yours truly, Kestrel Morgan.' I signed my name at the bottom and smiled looking back on my work. Folding the paper neatly I put it in the envelope and sealed it shut putting "Seto" On the front. My work was good. I liked it. I can't believe I wrote that. I looked over to the mansion again and smiled. I quickly walked downstairs and was about to walk out the door when my mother stopped me.
"Kess?"
"Yes mother dearest?" I asked with a hint of happiness.
"In a few days we are going to a...a friends house, a man who has invited us to dinner. I really want you to impress him so I am leaving you with a hundred fifty dollars to spend on a new dress." She walked forward and handed me a hundred dollar bill and a fifty dollar bill. I stared at the money in my hand and looked up at her confused. "I want you to find yourself a beautiful dress and buy it. You can wear some of my jewelry when we go."
"Is it your boss's house?" I asked curiously.
"Yes. So I want you to look your best and lose your bitchy attitude that you usually have." She said with a small hint of humility.
"Very funny mother, but alright thanks." I stuffed the money in my front pocket and walked outside and down to the street. 'Dinner, at her boss's place? Like it wasn't already weird enough that- Oh. That must have been him on the phone. Oh mom. How could you sink so low as to becoming your boss's lover!' my eyes rolled as I walked a little quicker to the mail box down the street. As I approached the front gates I rang the bell. I bite my lower lip nervously and waited.
"Who are you, and what is your business?" A voice came from the speaker on the wall.
"Um, Kess and my business is a letter for Se- Mr. Kiaba." I pressed the button and spoke back.
"I see. Alright come on in." The gates opened and I hesitated. "Don't be shy come on in." I blinked and decided it was safe enough. I walked on though the gates and started up the gravel path to the mansion. Feeling a bit more confident I walked faster until I was at the double doors. Even though my hand was shaky I lifted up the mail slot though the door and just as I was about to slide the letter though the door opened. I slowly looked up to see the small frail Mokuba smiling down at me.
"Hello Kess!" He said joyfully. "Glad to see you finally decided to come and visit! Marcus our head of security said that you had a letter for my big brother. I slowly nodded and the second I could register something else I was being dragged inside by the hyper smaller Kiaba brother. I was being led to the living room that connected to the dinning room. Mokuba opened the door to the living room and I walked inside. There was a PS2 and a paused game which I recognized as Kingdom hearts.
"You like Kingdom hearts?" I asked sitting down on the couch amazed on how comfortable it was.
"Yea, Seto got it for me last year and I've beat it twice. Speaking of Seto he's in his office Marcus told him he had a visitor so he should be right out." Mokuba lay flat on his stomach and picked up the PS2 controller un-pausing it and fighting Ursula if you're a kingdom hearts fan and remember how freaking easy she was.
"Thank you Mokuba." I said quietly. My confidence had just gone down to negative one hundred eighty nine and I was feeling sick. I decided to make myself comfortable and I lay down on the couch and watched Mokuba kick ass still holding onto the letter tightly. Ten to fifteen minutes past and Mokuba realized Seto wasn't coming. He paused the game and looked up at me.
"I think he forgot. Um, want me to show you where his office is?" He asked shyly.
"Um, no. I don't want you to stop, you're on a role. I know where it is." I got up and walked out as Mokuba sighed and went back to playing. As I shut the door I thought about just leaving the letter by the door and leaving. My pride told me to do so, but for some reason I didn't. I continued to walk to his office door looking to the room where the bathroom was. I blushed deeply remembering that. I walked up to the front of the correct door and bit my lower lip again hesitating. The next few moments I took looking back at the way I came. The way to the front door, that is. I knocked and waited.
"Come in." His voice sounded like a dream. How I had missed his over confident voice. I walked in slowly and took in the scent of the office. Coming out of the shadows I stood right in front of the desk. I looked under it to where I was hidden the night earlier. I blushed remembering that night and what I had seen. Butterflies flapped in my stomach and I regretted not leaving. "Look, I don't have time for this Marcus Visitor or no Visitor I'm just so busy right now. Can you re schedule?" He didn't even stop typing, nor did he look up to see it was me.
"Not even for a well deserved apology?" Time stood still as the sound of the keys clicking stopped and his midnight blue eyes slowly looked up to see my figure. His face gave me confidence and I walked forward to his desk. He stared blankly at me shocked and confused is how I could explain it. I stood on the other end of the desk and held out the envelope. He looked at me then the envelope and leaned back in his chair.
"You came all this way to give me a piece of paper with an apology that took you about I would say fifteen minutes to write?" He asked looking intrigued.
"I live down the street you jackass and it was longer then fifteen minutes. It took a lot for me to even come here to meet you. Now just read it so I won't feel so bloody guilty." I was trying to hold back my fear, and Seto wasn't making it any better.
"Read it to me. I want an apology from you mouth then." He just folded his arms and smiled.
"Are you kidding me? Come on Kiaba! Do you know how much pride I've lost already?"
"If you are truly sorry then you will suck it up and read it out loud to me." He continued to smile evilly he was enjoying this I knew he was. His eyes were cold and his smile told me every dirty secret in his head.
I viciously tore open the envelope and took out the letter I closed my eyes for a second then looked strait into his eyes mine full of sorrow and humility. Amazingly his face relaxed somewhat. "My dearest Seto" I began and held my breath waiting for death. "Sometimes I get angered about the way you make fun of me and it causes me to go over bored. I am asking you to forgive me for what I did. I should have just left it well alone." I bit my lower lip and read on "Its just people don't understand me. They are always telling me what to do and making sure I do it right the first time. I am so sick of moving around from place to place. I get so confused around you." My heart stopped as I realized I shouldn't of wrote that or read it to him. "You act so grown up and it confuses me. You are only sixteen and you already act as if you are thirty." I smiled at that and laughed a little as I read it. "I guess we all have our secrets. I will not question you any further. You have your reasons and I have mine. It's just hard sometimes for me to not judge a person." I paused for a second reading the next words it being hard for me to say it out loud. "I have been betrayed so much in my life that it is amazing I still trust people. I guess I've just been an easy person to walk all over. I'm sorry I'm trailing off the reason I wrote this letter to you." I looked up at him and into his eyes I wandered. "I want you to know that I would have never burned your precious cards, and that is as true as the fact that you would have never shot my beloved Sage... Seto, sometimes I feel no more then a puppet on a string. I always feel controlled and broken down. That's just the way I feel. I feel like a puppet being controlled by a puppet master. It is my belief that we all have a puppet master, and it is though this that we are all connected." I looked back down at the paper at that "Remember those words. They always made me feel kind of good inside. Perhaps they will help you understand me more. Once again, forgive me. I should have never over done it as I did. I thank you for the flowers, they were beautiful. I can't believe I thought they were for my mother. I should have known. I am sorry, I truly am. Yours truly, Kestrel Morgan." I folded the paper and looked up into the eyes of the confused and dumbfounded Seto Kiaba. He looked into my eyes and Silver greeted Midnight. My heart stopped as he searched my soul for any hint of this being a joke. I getting a little uncomfortable with the silence broke it. "I meant every word Seto Kiaba. I hope you know that. I'm sorry I took up so much of your time. I know you're a busy man." I broke our gaze and put the letter down on his desk, and turned around starting to walk away. As I put my hand on the doorknob he stood up.
"Kestrel, wait." I turned around to see his familiar serious expression had melted away. For that second his eyes were soft and his face was with out a doubt relaxed. He looked so sexy like that. "Would you like to stay for dinner? It's only Chinese because I never have the time to cook anything, but I would be honored to have you as my guest tonight."
A warm smile grazed my face and I nodded. "I would be delighted to join you." I said walking back into the light.
"Good. It has already been ordered and should be here in an hour's time. I'm sure I could set aside an hour to talk with you work can wait." He walked around his desk and offered his arm to me. I took it with a smile and he escorted me back to the living room where Mokuba had left. The funny thing is. As soon as we left the room arm in arm, his face returned serious and emotionless. At that time I didn't think that this meant anything. It was only an apology and an acceptance. Little did I know that the choice was mine that very night for either this to end, or blossom into something that could either ruin me, or heal me.
Sorry it took me so long for this chapter to come out. I would like to thank my reviewer and apologize as well. I have learned that writer's block is a serious illness that I should have taken care of before. Damn it to hell! Well my first reviewer! If there's anyone else out there please take the time to review! It really does help me to write more! It's a...confidence booster! And damn it I need it! Thank you once again! And review!
