Attara: Ooh…it's been almost a month, hasn't it? I'm sorry to keep all of you waiting, it's been hectic these couple of weeks. I forgot that I had to do a slavery brief for a club I'm in, and there's still more homework with my summer sch-er…academy…yeah…academy…cough. ^_^ Don't worry, it's just going to be two more weeks, and then it'll all go away! YEAH! Well, anyway, let's continue with the fic. Oh, and correct me if some of the information in here is inaccurate, or contradicts some other statement that the animé/manga says.
That burning hatred that I had for Gozaburo had dissipated just days after his death. He was gone from our lives, and I came to a satisfied state.
I was the CEO of KaibaCorp., and that was all that mattered. Now, Mokuba could be under my custody. I had a steady job, and the social workers hadn't discovered any sort of abuse that would make them doubtful of my responsibility. Life was good, and no one even suspected that I had done anything. It apparently was just assumed that he had a heart attack and fell out of the window. Apparently, no one questioned the amount of force needed to break through the glass. To them, Mokuba and I were eternally grateful for his kindness and benevolence.
Now that he was gone, though, I was pulled into the world of Duel Monsters, a game of cards and cunning. Seeing as how KaibaCorp. was not directly connected with the game, however, (being originally created for manufacturing weapons and extremely advanced technology) I decided to convert it to a Duel Monsters accessory company.* After all, I could see how this technology could be used for a game that civilians would use, obviously a much higher percentage than those who would purchase weapons. I soon decided to learn the rules and the objectives. I had become the regional champion immediately. Then, I played in the nationals, won, and soon survived as the victor of the internationals. Life was improving exponentially.
Several months after Gozaburo had fell into that eternal sleep on the concrete pavement, I had found an article posted on a window of the company's main building, as well as Kaiba Land:
"A couple of years ago, the magnanimous benefactor, Gozaburo Kaiba, adopted not one, but two orphans, Seto and Mokuba. Having recently grieved over his own son's death, he decided to give the paternal affection that so many other parentless children could never experience. Through the goodness of his heart, he descended upon them with his wealth and love and bestowed upon them a life the two boys otherwise could never have imagined.
"However, this blissful state could not perpetuate throughout the years: the esteemed and venerated CEO of KaibaCorp. had received a fatal heart attack one day when he was working tirelessly in his office. The two orphaned boys were fatherless once more. Seto, the older of the two, had immediately held a funeral for the late CEO, paying the due respects to the deceased. Many present have even claimed that they could perceive tears travelling freely down his face. It truly was a state of mourning for all of Domino City.
"As many readers know, Duel Monsters, invented by Pegasus J. Crawford has become one of the most popular games in the world. Also, as many readers also know, Seto is the international champion of this strategically complex game. And now, just barely recovering from the immense loss, Seto Kaiba has taken over his father's company, while keeping the custody of Mokuba. Are these the early signs of another Gozaburo?"
I smirked. Surely these articles would deter any suspicion toward me for the death of my "magnanimous benefactor." These reporters have only endorsed my image to the public eye as they had heightened Gozaburo's appearance to the level of a saint. It disgusted and pleased me at the same time.
The teachers at school paid more attention to me, displayed more sympathy on my behalf. Some teenage girls even attempted to mollify an already calm person. It disgusted me even more than that article had. What right did they think they have for even looking at me? I wanted nothing to do with them. My world was Duel Monsters, KaibaCorp., and Mokuba alone. School was completely useless: I already had a job, was a multi-millionaire, and was already more experienced than a lot of professionals in the only field I preferred, computer programming.
However, there was one kid who was unique in my mind…
Attara: All right, how was that? PLEASE tell me whether or not it was accurate because I made up the entire thing! Thanks!
*Edited on November 8, 2003 at 2:56 EST with help of greeneyeswhitedragon. Thanks!