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Retarded idiot. Him and his friends are so stupid. After all the times they have met me, they still think that they can make me believe in destiny. There couldn't be no such thing.
At least that's what I like to think. I don't find it very pleasent to think that there is something or someone out there called destiny that has control over my life. That my life is just some simple little thing that is completely worked out before I was born. I don't want to believe in destiny, even if someone proves it does exist, I would still not believe it because I hate people who take control of my life. And to have such a thing exist would greatly anger me.
I really don't see why Yami and his lackies don't just give up on me already. Just because their Mokuba's friends doesn't mean I have to listen to all the crap that they feed me and believe it. Sure, I love Mokuba more than I would ever love anyone else, but to think that he wants me to befriend those lazy people that think that the definition of work is taking out the trash. But the point of what I'm saying is, if destiny existed, I'd kick its ass, and I will never lower myself enough to befriend one of those twerps.
Well, I have to say that this is my outer self talking. Saying on how I hate Yami and his friends, and how I hate destiny and crap. But my outer self reflects from my inner self, in which half is the good Seto and the other half is the bad Seto. In other words, I have a split personality, it's just that the insulting and mean one shows alot more than the former.
Honestly, I believe that everyone has a split personality, it's just that some can show it better than others. Me? I don't have a bad case of it. Just enough to tell if you look close enough.
Anywho, now that I'm done telling myself all this, lets get back to present day situations.
It started on the week before my birthday, which would be October the eight-teenth. It was just another boring day at high school. It was at first anyway.
"Hey Kaiba!" I heard a voice yell behind me. I rolled my eyes and sighed as I turned my head slowly towards the voice. That stupid duelist, Yami, ran up to me. "Kaiba, I- need- to- talk to- you," he said between his breath as he had his hands placed upon his knees, trying to catch his breath. "Sorry, but I don't have enough time for chit-chat right now. I'm on a deadline," I said as I started to walk up to my limo so that I could get to the office before my secretary did. "Wait Kaiba," Yami said in a demanding voice. I turned to look at him. "This is yours, if I'm correct," Yami said as he shoved a golden looking rod into my hand. "I have no use for worthless metal Yami, so goodbye," I said to him and shoved the stupid golden stick in his arms then after, quickly climbed into the limo and went off without even turning my head.
As usual I rode to my office in my stupid black limo. But what was unusual, was that it was slightly warmer in the vechicle.
When we came to a red light I tapped on the driver's window that seperated him from me. "Do you mind, just because your so weird as to think it's cold today doesn't mean you get to stick me in a toaster. Turn off the heat," I told the driver and he turned his head. "I'm sorry sir, but the heat's not on. Are you feeling alright sir?" my driver asked me. "Just fine," I answered back, "But hurry up and get to the office before my secretary gets here. I need an excuse to fire her," I said as I pinched the bridge of my nose to ease back an on coming headache.
It only takes one glance as soon as you walk in my office building to notice which one is my secretary. Garmeted in red silk with a velvet colored bandana, huge glasses that magnified her eyes at least twice, drapped in many bead necklaces of different assortments, a long red skirt that nearly touched the floor that matched her red cloak, brown sandals with red stripes, some strange blue tatoos covering her visible black skin, a matching pair of earrings that looked indian like, and many braclets and rings covering her wrists, ankles, toes, and fingers. She was indeed the strangest looking woman in this part of town.
"Well, hello Mr. Kaiba," she greeted as she walked up to me. I rolled my eyes, "It seems as though there is a different auroura radiating around you today, one that means good luck," she said in a jipsee like voice. "If I wanted my fortune told today Miss Koji, then I would have got a fortune cookie at the local chinese resterant," I retorted and she frowned deeply. "If you don't straighten up that little act of yours Mr. Kaiba then bad, very bad things may happen," she said sharply and walked off to file some papers. I stared after her. If I don't fire her soon, then I'll go nuts because another one of those stupid fortunes and mishaps.
'Something you fear will happen today Mr. Kaiba', I recall her saying two weeks ago and it just so happened that my computer caught another virus and I wasn't capable of working on anything for two days straight.
Then I remember her saying something like, 'Mr. Kaiba something very unpleasant will happen tomorrow evening, but very enjoyable for others,' and just by coincidence, someone thought that it would be funny to pour some water in my seat, hoping that I wouldn't notice and sit in it accidentally so that it would make me look like I wet my pants.
Last month, Miss Koji accidentally tripped over her foot and knocked over the water machine, which knocked over the coke machine, which knocked over an eight foot bookcase, which came within inches of smashing me when I came out of the elevator to go home.
Then recently, which was yesterday, when I was visiting my factory, I stood waiting for the elevator to come down. And when it eventually did, the doors slid open and I took one step forward so that I could walk into the elevator, but I suddenly stopped, because that there was a shrunken stitched up head half an inch in front of may face that looked like it belonged before the dinosaurs came to be. It startled me badly enough to fling myself back just so that I could trip over a half- made Duel Monster's model and land on the nearest conveyer belt. To bad for me though, because the machines though that I was ready to be stamped with the same pattern of squares and colors that you would see on a chess board. And today I went to school looking red because I stayed up half the night scrubbing the patterns off me. And you can only guess who the person was that was holding the box with the creepy, shrivled up head, Miss Lin Koji, my loyal secretary that gives me my daily fortune and trama.
Yet it seems that no matter what she does, I can't seem to fire her, despite the all the things she has caused, triggered, and mutilated. Though I can't blame her on the fortune telling because I'm not all to sure if I even believe in the stuff.
Anywho, on with my life.
I step into my office, which is located on the second to highest floor in the building. On the highest floor is someplace that no one has ever entered. Not even me, and I own this stupid building, but I think it's were Mrs Koji keeps all of the bodies of the people she accidentally killed. If this is true or not, I'm still not going up there, because I'm not taking the chance of seeing some dead bodies, I have enough of those in my closet. Ha, just kidding.
I looked down unto my desk. Only to see that the usual piles of paper there had doubled. I sighed as I took my seat. 'This will take forever' I thought unto myself, 'I don't see the harm in delaying the inevitable' I thought again and pulled out my leather suitcase that held all of my nessasary(sp?) school items.
But when I opened it I saw a shimmer of gold beneath my notebook. Removing my notebook from atop the foreign object I came to realize that it was that stupid little golden trinket that Yami had tried to give to me today.
'What are you doing here?' I mused as I picked up the stupid rod.
But as I took it out of my suitcase it shimmered a brilliant light that probably would have blinded me if I had not shielded my eyes.
A few seconds afterwards I removed my hand from my face and blinked a few times to get the red and green spots out of my vision. Only to see that there was a person that nearly looked exactly like me.
This person had darker brown hair than mine, and he had lighter blue eyes, and looked to be a bit taller than me.
My mouth was open in awe.
"Ummm...Hello? Uhh...Who are you? And where am I?" the person standing before him asked.
I know that it is weird but that is no reason for you to stick your nose up at it. Yes and I know that some parts of it are long, weird, and you may think of them to be pointless, but I was trying to make up a plot at the time and I decided to throw in these things to try to make it interesting, though, I think I turned it a bit boring.
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