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Oh yeah, and for KiwiRose- I write with all the 'da's' and 'tanks' and stuff, because I like to write with accents, ya know? Um, I dunno if you've seen the American version of the T.V show, (maybe you prefer the original Japanese,) but in that he's got a New York accent, and I have to say, that's my favourite accent in the world, so I just love writing how he speaks, like, you know what I mean?
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Kaiba swore angrily, as his attempts once again failed him, he was exhausted, but wasn't actually really that tired, then again, he was generally used to staying up to around 4 in the morning, sometimes he avoided sleep altogether, this guy could set a new record for highest amount of lack of sleep if he truly wanted too, but thing is, he wouldn't have the time!
He was currently in the middle of creating a new virtual reality software, it was an idea he had formed a while back after he first heard of Duke Devlin, he thought it might be quite intriguing to create a portable stadium which you could use to play Duel Monsters or Dungeon Dice Monsters on.
He knew it would definitely sell for high in the markets, everyone would want one, and he was pretty sure Pegasus would be slightly crushed at the CEO's most recent invention, which made it pretty good all around, well for him anyway.
He massaged the bridge of his nose, frowning at the burning pain he was gaining, he had gotten used to his migraines, he tended to get at least one every day, but that's what you got for staring at a computer screen non-stop.
Mokuba had been complaining about Seto's lack of sleep a lot more than usual, only about an hour ago he had burst into the room, ordering him off to his bed, he had been winning their little argument with his childish pouts, and his puppy-dog eyes trick, but Kaiba managed to lead him away by agreeing to proceed to his bed within the next hour.
But after all that headache-creating work, he was far from being tired now, yet he wasn't really in the mood for working either, which of course was very rare for the infamous CEO.
He decided to go out, it was past one in the early morning, and he was sure it would be pretty much empty outside- perfect for a nice relaxing walk.
He pulled his blue trench coat on, locking his bedroom door behind him, as he walked along the long passageways in his enormous mansion, before eventually reaching the front door and exiting the building.
It was pitch dark outside, the only light being the occasional street light which lit up a patch of the pavement underneath it's glow, it was also quite chilly, definitely not the kind of night to be taking a peaceful walk on; unless you happened to be wearing a handy, very warm, Seto Kaiba one-of-a-kind Trench coat.
He proceeded onwards, the cold not effecting him in anyway as he casually strolled along the pavements, taking a turn towards the Domino Park, a place well known for it's out-standing beauty.
He glanced around the area, the darkness covered most of the area, and the lack of streetlights wasn't helping much either, but he paused as he gazed across at the Park Lake, the moon's silvery reflection gracing the waters beautifully.
He could also make out the basic outlines of small bushes, the occasional flower, a post which he guessed had a sign nailed to it, most likely stating 'No Ball Games', he snorted, yeah right, did they seriously think people would stop and actually read that sign when it was a lovely sunny day? Dream on!
"Aw man…" he heard a voice suddenly speak out, he frowned, whirling his head from side to side in search of the hidden voice.
Suddenly, he managed to spot a figure sitting on the bench nearest the Lake, but as the light from the water shone upwards, Seto was then capable of seeing the occupier of the bench in better detail.
His eyes widened as he recognized the face, Jounouchi…
A shot of guilt pierced into him as he gazed at the blonde's face, he looked so sad and hurt, his eyes had lost their usual happy glow and were replaced with light tears, he was clutching his stomach tightly, gritting his teeth together, which Kaiba guessed was for repressing the pain or hurt that he seemed to be currently experiencing, but just what was this pain/hurt? And who caused it?
The blonde lifted his shirt up; nervously gazing down at the huge bruises covering his lower torso, he lightly touched one with the tip of his finger before wincing and biting his lip, stopping himself from crying out in pain.
Seto silently gasped, his eyes as wide as golf balls, the bruises weren't completely easy to see, but he could notice the dark patches on the other's boy's body, How the hell did that happen? Has that mutt been messing about in gang's again and getting himself hurt for no decent reason? Why does he always have to act so tough and macho? Stupid mutt…
He was pulled out of his thoughts, as the injured boy pulled his shirt back down and unsteadily stood up, stumbling slightly as he walked away from the bench, luckily he was going the opposite way from where Kaiba had been hiding, he was going to the rough side of town, the brunet noticed.
When the blonde was completely out of sight, Seto sighed heavily, he glanced down at his watch, noting that it was now around 2am, and he was now gradually growing a little tired.
He frowned, still gazing on in the direction of which Jou left in, before sighing as he spun around, his trench coat flapping behind him with his sudden movements, it was time to go home.
That mutt better take care of himself…Seto growled almost dangerously, he decided he would question the blonde about what he had seen tonight the following day, but for the moment, he needed to get home and get to sleep.
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