Cerulean Eyes

Disclaimer- Urgh. Do we even have to write this? Fine. We do not own Yugioh at all. Yeesh. That took up 2 seconds of my life to type. And pointless too.

Ambiguity

"Kiera!" Mokuba chirped cheerfully as he ran into the hallway.

"Hello Mokuba," The girl said gently, smiling at the little boy.

He peered sneakily out for the doorway. Any casual observer would think he was crazy, half leaning out on one leg, body pressed to the wall.

He silently cursed himself for acting so paranormal but he couldn't help but feel envious of the easy way Mokuba and Kiera interacted with each other. When had Mokuba ever talked so freely with him, Mokuba's own brother?

In the orphanage? A sneaky voice inside him questioned, sneering and leering at him.

Shut up Kaiba told himself and winced. First sign of madness was talking to yourself. He resisted the strong urge to punch the wall he was currently squashed up against. Forcing his temper down, he listened intently to the conversation.

"You remember the duel yesterday?" Mokuba said, bouncing up and down like an excited puppy, "Well…want to duel again?"

"Sure…whatever you wish."

"Oh. I forgot," Mokuba's tone was suddenly solemn, "Did Seto treat you alright? He wasn't mean to you or anything like that was he?"

He winced. True, he did not treat Kiera in a mean way but he certainly was cold towards her. And now she was going to tell his brother everything, which would consequently result in another telling off from Mokuba.

"No…he didn't Mokuba."

000

"Did Seto treat you alright? He wasn't mean to you or anything like that was he?"

She grimaced, thinking about how cold he had been towards her. She opened her mouth to say 'Yes' but suddenly remembered something.

"Fine," His voice echoed throughout her blank memory, "We're walking to the park. Now come on."

He had not been mean to her. And somehow, she knew that if she told Mokuba, the younger boy would surely pester the older boy again. And she did not want trouble.

"No…" She hesitated for a split second and then said determinedly, "No…he didn't Mokuba."

He glanced suspiciously at her, as if scrutinizing her sincerity. She blinked nervously at him and then cringed as he stared at her with huge indigo eyes.

"Are you sure?"

Once again, she hesitated. The older Kaiba had been treating her insolently but…

He did not hurt you or threaten you She reasoned with herself And he'd only hate you more if you tell Mokuba.

So she gave a little nod and confirmed the statement by saying, "I'm sure Mokuba."

000

He was caught off guard by that statement. Was that girl, timid and frail, actually lying to save him from a lecture? Quiet and obedient, she had denied an obvious question.

She's just waiting for a chance to tell Mokuba everything He told himself firmly, his mind not letting go of the natural suspicion he possessed. And that was what he had told himself every time someone stood up for him-not that he needed it or anything.

But somehow, with Kiera, it just didn't seem truthful. Deep down, he knew he had been treating her badly. So why did she defend him? Why didn't she spill the truth out for everyone to hear?

He jumped as he heard Mokuba's voice, filled with doubt and a hint of suspicion and threat he, Seto Kaiba, had never located in Mokuba's tone before.

"I don't believe you Kiera. I'm going to speak to my brother myself."

"Don't Mokuba."

That was another surprise. And he could just imagine the shocked and suspicious expression on Mokubas' face as she said that.

"And why not?"

"Just…don't okay?" Her voice filled the empty living room, "He-he didn't do anything and I really think we should just play Duel Monsters or something. Forget it Mokuba. Please!"

He heard his little brother hesitate and then reluctantly say, "Okay…"

Sighing, he strode away from the wall bordering the living room and into his study.

Whatever…

000

She sighed and looked down at her feet. She seemed to be doing that a lot lately. But she only had about twelve days in the shelter of the mansion before she was to go to the hospital. And what was she to do in those twelve days?

Sitting in the little wicker chair in her room was not particularly amusing to say the least. She racked her mind for a task or mission. Mokuba was in his room doing his homework and she knew better than to go to the older Kaiba. So she was, again, stuck alone. And then it hit her.

It was like a streak of lightning or the speed of an arrow being shot at her mind. She felt like her mind was a rotating wheel of thoughts and suddenly, it had begun to spin very very fast.

It was turmoil in her mind. Jumbled voices, blurry faces, mixed visions and memories were hitting her like a truck, piercing her here and there, all shouting 'LOOK AT ME FIRST!' Bits of random colours and shapes swam in front of her eyes, making no sense whatsoever.

She staggered upright and stumbled over to the bed, on the other side of the room, her head feeling like something hard and heavy. Several times she had almost stumbled and fallen but she gripped the edges of her bed, migraines shooting in and only lasting a few seconds.

With a final heave, she collapsed onto her bed and rested her head on the white pillow, shutting her eyes tightly as she allowed the flashes to hit her…

Flashback

She saw a little girl, running around what appeared to be a little garden of a home. Pine trees encircled the quadrangle, making a sort of woodland barrier.

The little girl's long, whitish-blonde hair streamed out behind her, about the length of her shoulders, gently rippling like a white waterfall. The little girl had been dressed in a little white and blue sailor's outfit with a little skirt and black shoes. That had to be Kiera herself.

But then, another girl ran out from the pine trees, looking identical to the girl running in the courtyard, save the longer white hair that trailed to almost her waist and the long sky blue dress that fell past her knees.

"Come on!" the older girl urged, her voice eerily echoing, as if heard from a portal of time, and beckoned for the other, "We have to go"

"A little while longer!" The younger girl protested her voice filled with childish innocence, "They can come with us and we can play a bit longer!"

The older girl sighed as indistinct voices flowed from behind somewhere in the far corner. Kiera could now make out a cottage, made with wood and trees, fitting cosily in the picture.

"Children! We must go!"

"She won't go!" The older girl shouted back, her forehead creasing in a frown. Then, the older girl looked straight at where Kiera hovered in the memory. Kiera flinched. She knew the girl couldn't see her-it was a memory-but those eyes weren't hers. They were a navy-aqua blue.

So then who was she?

Before Kiera had time to dwell on that question, she saw the pine trees rustle as three figures walked into the courtyard. And when she could see them clearly, she felt herself start shaking.

The three came to a stop next to the older girl and the younger. One was a stately-looking woman with shoulder-length chestnut hair and dark brown eyes. The woman was dressed in a sombre-looking grey office suit, complete with a matching grey briefcase.

And there were two other girls, looking identical to the two girls already standing in the courtyard. One, Kiera saw, was wearing a similar outfit to the older girl in the scene and the other was wearing a navy blue outfit with white-just like the younger.

"We have to go now," The woman repeated in a commanding voice, her lipstick-covered lips pursed and displeased. One glance at her and Kiera could tell she was not very friendly.

"But why?" The second smallest (Kiera assumed the second youngest as well) girls' eyes were filling with tears, her bottom lip trembling.

Now, Kiera could see the huge emerald-blue eyes.

That wouldn't be Kiera herself.

Kiera felt a sudden change in the atmosphere. Even though it was a memory, it felt sombre and cold. The girls in the memory looked like wilting flowers, their eyes darkening and becoming anguished.

And the second smallest one was still trembling, looking much like what Kiera was feeling now. One of the two taller girls walked forward and bent a little to the smallest girl.

"It'll be alright," The girl said, her voice determinedly strong, "Come…we'll start our new life together."

"But we have to move! We have to leave our home!" The youngest girl burst out, her voice choked and brimming with hurt, her ocean-blue eyes anguished.

Her eyes…

"Children," The woman began, her eyes flashing with annoyance and impatience, something Kiera saw and also saw the youngest girl take note of, "We can help you start a new life. It's what your…Mama and Papa would want."

The woman said the words as though she didn't mean it at all. The way she said Mama and Papa made Kiera think the woman had something despicable in her mouth and wanted to dispose of it.

And looking at the woman's facial expression, Kiera felt the one thing on the woman's' mind was to rinse her mouth out with soup and water after saying the two words. It made her feel angry and annoyed.

"No…" The little one protested in a timid, shaking her head, voicing what Kiera, herself, felt like saying just then.

The youngest one's voice grew louder and more confident as she repeated what she had said, "No…I won't…"

"But-" The eldest of the four girls exclaimed, her eyes blazing in confusion and worry.

"Be quiet girl!" The woman snapped, grabbing her briefcase and glaring at the little one through her cold, dark eyes, "Don't tell me what you will and what you won't do. I'm in charge now!"

"You want to take Mama and Papa away!" The little one said slowly, realization dawning on her face, mixing her tears of sadness with tears of fury. There was a stunned silence. And then the storm burst.

"NO!"

And the little one turned, taking off frantically towards the tree-lined forest, gasping and panting as she ran blindly. Her hair fluttered in the wind as she ran. Kiera turned also, hearing the thudding footsteps through the trees.

"COME BACK!" The woman's voice, blazing like a whip crack, cut through the dim silence of the woods as birds took off in fright.

The images began fading away as Kiera felt herself leaving the memory. It was all she could do from calling out herself.

There was a blinding flash of light and a single panic-stricken voice calling out a name.

"Kiera!"

Flashback Ends

She was shaking as though she's never stop. A sob was struggling to break out from her but she held it back, not wanting to disturb anyone. But who? She could barely remember. Taking deep, shuddering breaths, she trembled and sat up, almost falling back down again.

The door opened as a supremely irritated voice echoed through the room.

"Will you be quiet in here!"

She jumped, as though hit by lightning and was suddenly aware of a thunder crack in the distance. She was suddenly aware of the darkness that engulfed the room like a thick shroud. How long has she been asleep?

But something else brought her attention. A tall figure was standing at the doorway, shadowed by the bright light behind him. It had to be the older Kaiba.

It was hard to speak. Her throat felt so sore and scratchy she felt like an old woman. And her voice came out as a croak.

"I-I saw…" It was hard to breathe at all, let alone speak. But she had to tell someone. The pain and exhilaration of the vision was just too much. The vision consumed every fibre in her being, making her feel twisted and warped. And the elder Kaiba seemed to know it. He reluctantly began making his way over to her.

000

He mentally rolled his eyes. What a drama queen. He hated dealing with those types of people. Nevertheless, he reluctantly strode over to her. Her face was shadowed by the contrast of the darkness and the light.

A closer look surprised him. She was not behaving like she usually did-shaking and sobbing. This time, her shoulders were rigid and her head was down, as though experiencing a migraine. Her eyes looked pained-although given the present circumstances, he couldn't see much at all.

"What?" He found himself asking, feeling his voice come out in a half growl.

He jumped as she looked up at him. The expression on her face…it was pure fury. There was no mistaking the rage that had built up inside her eyes. And, for the first time since Kiera had entered his perfectly organized life, he was nervous in her presence.

"Kiera?" His voice was not working properly! It sounded like a whimper! A weak sound had escaped his throat! That was definitely not right.

She stared at him for a second that seemed to contain an eternity and then her eyes seemed to flash with some inner rage and bitter hurt. He was definitely worried now. Was she having a fit?

And he did the unthinkable. He gripped her arm and dragged her closer, trying to see what was ailing her. And she reacted in a way he had thought impossible for her. Her eyes flashed and her palm moved.

She had slapped him. Hard. He half-staggered, feeling confusion and now anger build within him. How dare she even touch him, let alone slap him! She was a disgrace, something unpredictable and dangerous.

His eyes flashed as he lightly touched his stinging cheek. And rage had built up, channeling into his hands, making them move on their own accord. He raised his hand, ready to bring it down on her face. His body felt like it was on fire, fuelled by his indignant rage.

And he raised his palm higher.

"NO!"

She had screamed, her voice echoing down the majestic staircases and rebounding along the walls of the mansion.

000

She had no idea what she was doing. It was as if another person was controlling her body. And she had slapped him. Of all the people in the world, she had to slap the coldest person in the world.

And she knew she was in trouble. She saw the raised hand and braced herself for the impact. And then the words rang out of her mouth.

"NO!"

She saw him pause and then felt him hesitate, seeing his furious and bewildered face. And then her legs moved on their own decree. She felt herself start running, feeling herself being flung down the stairs and out of the door, past startled maids and a shocked Mokuba.

And she bolted out the door.

Stop! Stop! She commanded herself helplessly.

And she kept running. Past the trees and footpaths, she finally came to a stop at the park.

000

What had just happened?

That single question was enough to keep him awake for several nights. She had gone crazy. That was his only logical explanation. And he had seen her run outside, into the night.

He almost smiled, amused by her little 'stunt'. But his mind was reeling with questions. What was wrong? Why had she slapped him? And what was she doing now?

He mentally cursed himself for caring. And as he walked back to his room, he snickered. So much for caring for her. If she didn't want help, she wouldn't get it.

Author's Note

Hi guys! And sadly, our group has been split. Mage Two and Three have moved to another suburb and Mage Four has quit fanfiction for good. So you're stuck with two of us now. Mage One and Gardevoir Mage. And we've changed out name to Eternal Moonlight Phoenix Mage.

So how was this chapter? Without those guys? Is it still up to scratch? If not, we apologize. It's a bit hard dealing with Mages Two and Three moving but it's just too inconvenient to travel to another suburb and write a chapter together. And the phone bills would skyrocket. It's not easy to voice your thoughts through the phone because the other person can't feel what you mean.

And we all have separate lives. Fanfiction started out as a hobby but how, it's fully consuming our time. And that's got to stop. A partnership is easier to do as it won't crowd my room so much.

And we can't find any more good writers who are friends who share the same interests with us. So we're really sorry. But the others will be dropping in time and time again!

Anyway, reviews! And this is Eternal Phoenix (GM).

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