Loneliness befalls the Flawless
Seto PoV
I must now come to realistic terms with my mind. So it comes out now, though however reluctantly, that I am slowly wasting away. I, Seto Kaiba, who has the power to do whatever I please, am being befalled by the deprivation of that body I could not keep my eyes off of. The pure soul which I have driven unknowingly away from myself. The one I would have given everything to. I guess I'll never get to call you mine.
The floor is fine. It has been my resting place for the last few hours. And there is no one left here to find me. I have driven everyone away with my careless words; my heart less actions. If I could have her, where would I be tonight? There is no longer a reason for me to live with these useless reminders. A year ago could I have predicted this? That I would drive away the only people I would let by my side? Could I have predicted that I would have even allowed someone to become so cedar to me? To get so close. Too close.
Life is an illusion. No one prays for life as much as a dying being. Begging to feel as alive as they did in that one moment of their life. But ironically, the times when a person feels the most alive is when they are the closest to death. Closest to death.
The smell of sunflowers I will never forget. She carried them with her through the city, the sweet smelling aromas trailing a ways behind her, being shifted around by the wind and crossing the path of some weary passerby, causing them to look up, curious. Beautiful yellow, green, and brown. She had eyes full of exotic mystery, and a smile as mischievous and fun-loving as possible, bursting with excitement. And I spared a second glance.
The day was early, around 8:00. The bustling of the city had started not too long ago. I was not late for the meeting. No, that was impossible. Everyone else just had their clocks set fast…But all the same, I was rushing to get there.
Only one block left…around this turn was the entrance to the building. I could see the doorway…only a few more yards… crash!>. In my carelessness I ran into someone.
Not just ran into, but also fell over backwards, practically doing a somersault, then stood up quickly, trying to regain my composure, despite the muffled laughter of the young woman I had crashed into. I had ignored the hand she offered to help me up.
"Sorry" I said, brushing past her, with my head down, but I turned back to look twice when she said
"Oh it's not your fault; it happens to the best of us, Seto."
Well fine then. If she wasn't going to let me take the blame, then it was her fault. I guess that's what I get for being such a nice guy. And what right did she have to call me by my first name? I swear, people these days have no respect for those more important than them.
The entrance doors swung open automatically, as if they had been awaiting my late arrival. These elevators ran entirely too slow. I guess that's what you get for having remolding done on your own tower; you must use someone else's run-down office.
When I finally made my long expected entrance into the room, the entire company stood and gave me a bow with their heads. As if that would keep them in their jobs any longer than before.
When everyone was finally seated in their rightful places, I was interrupted by a lowly secretary, who came panting into the room.
"Mr. Kaiba, we have horrific news about your brother; Mokuba has been in an accident."