Okay guys here's the third chapter. I hope you like it. Sorry it's taken so
long for me to update. Been so busy. Anyways.I don't own Yugioh anything
like Yugioh. Although it would be pretty cool. and just to help you out,
this * indicates what's going on when Seto has his eyes closed just in case
you a hard time following it. Enjoy!!
"Hey bro! The servants didn't know what you wanted so they dished out a bit of everything. From scrambled eggs to chocolate chip pancakes to."
I sit down and watch Mokuba as if in a daze. Hmm. He never did anything to hurt anybody and probably never will.
".and then there's the drinks. Fresh-squeezed orange juice and lemonade and."
"Okay Mokuba. I get the picture. Besides, it doesn't matter anyways. I'm in a hurry and don't have time to be choosy."
"Well, ok. If that's what you say Seto." Mokuba slowly cut up his pancakes as Seto hurriedly ate some eggs and bacon. Seto looked up at Mokuba.
"Hey Mokuba, I want you to stay home today."
At this, Mokuba's big eyes turned onto Seto. "Why? I have to be there Seto! I have a job to do too you know."
"No, I said you have to stay home today. No questions." Mokuba turned his eyes back to his food and said in a defeated tone. "Okay Seto. Whatever you want."
Well, at least nothing can happen to him today. I slowly get up and grab my briefcase. I heard towards the door but not before taking one last look at Mokuba. He's sad of course, but he'll get over it. Hopefully he'll never have to see the pain I deal with inside. If he knew what was going on.I can't begin to imagine. "Be careful my little brother," I say in a whisper barely audible to myself.
I walk along the streets like a normal person. Well, the most normal I can be. Everyone knows my name. Everyone knows what a genius I am. Everyone calls me arrogant, cold-hearted, ruthless, and a big jerk.
I wonder why they never assume the obvious. At least the obvious to me. What about confused, emotional, detached, afraid, upset? That's the last thing to come into their minds.
I keep walking as I begin to see the head building of the Kaiba Corporation. Sure, I am proud of what I have done to this place since I took it over from my stepfather. The bastard. He made me what I am today.
I walk in and everyone comes over to greet me. They assume it's a greeting, but all it is bugging the hell out of me.
"Mr. Kaiba sir, our reports indicate that no Egyptian god card has been played."
"Sir, Yugi Motou has dueled a rare hunter and Yugi has won."
All this talk is giving me a headache. "I need to be alone if you don't mind." I head towards the elevator as I turn to speak. "If anyone needs to tell me anything, come to my office." As the doors to the elevators close I add," And it better be damned important."
I walk towards my desk as I take off my jacket. It's getting kind of hot in here anyways.
I take out my laptop and check on the current duels. It seems a lot of people have already been defeated. I laugh to myself. It would have been a shame if they would have faced me. They would have lost in an instant.
I sit back in my chair and shut the laptop. It won't be a while 'till all the finalists are chosen. I already have my six locator cards. Me being the best duelist in the world after all.
I sit back and close my eyes. I really didn't sleep well last night. Partly because of that creep Marik Yugi was talking about, but also because I was thinking about life before I ever came to own this place.
*I remember first coming to the orphanage. It tore me up inside that Mokuba and I had to be alone. I was so hurt when I learned our parents had disappeared. But I soon became more angry than hurt.
*As time went on I realized that the only person I could ever trouble with my emotions was myself. I couldn't lay all of that shit on Mokuba. It was tearing him apart enough. I didn't need to help him feel even more devastated.*
*I still recall the day Gozarubo came to the orphanage. I knew I had to do something. After all, this man was the richest I had heard of, and I figured if I could get him to adopt us it would be for the better.*
*It was, at first, nice to have a place to call your own. I knew he wasn't that great of a guy, but we needed a ticket out of there. I was not going to leave without my brother.*
My chair shakes as my body shivers at the memories of my past.
*I remember trying at first to be the best stepson anyone could ask for. I even started calling him father as soon as we reached his house. I didn't know it ,since I was just a small child, but inside I was looking for warmth. Love. Happiness that I hadn't felt for so long.*
*Well, those were the last things I could have ever found in that dark, desolate mansion of his. I found myself bound to books by his orders. Studying every chance I had. I barely had any time for Mokuba.*
My chair shakes even more now. The images may not be bad, but the emotions I went through in those years is enough to make one wish they were never born.
He always wanted me to be perfect. Never allowed one mistake. I guess he figured I had to be if I was ever gonna be able to take over the company some day.
My eyes start to burn. I don't cry anymore. Tears are just signs of defeat. My eyes just burn now where the tears would be. I can't take this anymore. Kaiba get a grip. You don't have to keep reflecting on the past.
I slowly start to fade the images away. I can't keep doing this to myself.
Hmm. I wonder what Mokuba's doing right now. He's probably bored out of his mind. I'm sorry Mokuba, but it's for your own good. You'll understand when I finally have the chance to explain all this shit to you. Hell, I don't even understand it.
Mokuba. I wonder what kinds of things run through his mind. Hopefully, it's nothing like my mind. *What's this image? Oh yeah, the other day Mokuba wanted me to take him to the mall, but it was raining. He was so sad. I should get around to taking him.*
A small smile plays on my lips. It's so great to see what you've accomplished in life. *Wait, who's that man approaching us? He wasn't there before. He slowly walks up to us and grabs my shoulder.*
*I turn around to face him, but he's obviously got something under his jacket.* My head starts to perspire. *What's happening? He quickly draws his gun and points it at us. I can't move as he turns the gun towards Mokuba. No, what the hell does he want. I stand there frozen to the touch. dammit Kaiba! Why can't you move!*
*I watch as he slowly pulls the trigger and fires.* I open my eyes and let out a gasp. My body is shaking all over. What was that? Is that a sign that something's wrong with Mokuba. Oh God. I have to get home.
I jump out of my chair, grab my jacket, and head towards the door not before running into my secretary.
"Oh, sorry Mr. Kaiba. I didn't see you there." She politely moves to the side. No questions asked.
I run down the hall not before turning back to her feeling I owe her some sort of explanation.
"I'm taking the day off. You all are still required to work. Just do everything you do when I'm here."
She slowly nods and walks towards a trash can. She throws away her message and heads towards her desk to give everyone else the news.
Date: 4/13 To: Mr. Kaiba From: Mr. Rothman
Message: Hello Mr. Kaiba. I was wondering if you could possibly meet me at the mall right off the corner of your street. I would love to talk business with you. I have a proposition that I feel you would not want to refuse. See you then hopefully.
Okay guys. I hope you enjoyed that. Please review. If you don't, I'll send Crazy Grady after you!!! Thanks for reading too!! I really appreciate it!
"Hey bro! The servants didn't know what you wanted so they dished out a bit of everything. From scrambled eggs to chocolate chip pancakes to."
I sit down and watch Mokuba as if in a daze. Hmm. He never did anything to hurt anybody and probably never will.
".and then there's the drinks. Fresh-squeezed orange juice and lemonade and."
"Okay Mokuba. I get the picture. Besides, it doesn't matter anyways. I'm in a hurry and don't have time to be choosy."
"Well, ok. If that's what you say Seto." Mokuba slowly cut up his pancakes as Seto hurriedly ate some eggs and bacon. Seto looked up at Mokuba.
"Hey Mokuba, I want you to stay home today."
At this, Mokuba's big eyes turned onto Seto. "Why? I have to be there Seto! I have a job to do too you know."
"No, I said you have to stay home today. No questions." Mokuba turned his eyes back to his food and said in a defeated tone. "Okay Seto. Whatever you want."
Well, at least nothing can happen to him today. I slowly get up and grab my briefcase. I heard towards the door but not before taking one last look at Mokuba. He's sad of course, but he'll get over it. Hopefully he'll never have to see the pain I deal with inside. If he knew what was going on.I can't begin to imagine. "Be careful my little brother," I say in a whisper barely audible to myself.
I walk along the streets like a normal person. Well, the most normal I can be. Everyone knows my name. Everyone knows what a genius I am. Everyone calls me arrogant, cold-hearted, ruthless, and a big jerk.
I wonder why they never assume the obvious. At least the obvious to me. What about confused, emotional, detached, afraid, upset? That's the last thing to come into their minds.
I keep walking as I begin to see the head building of the Kaiba Corporation. Sure, I am proud of what I have done to this place since I took it over from my stepfather. The bastard. He made me what I am today.
I walk in and everyone comes over to greet me. They assume it's a greeting, but all it is bugging the hell out of me.
"Mr. Kaiba sir, our reports indicate that no Egyptian god card has been played."
"Sir, Yugi Motou has dueled a rare hunter and Yugi has won."
All this talk is giving me a headache. "I need to be alone if you don't mind." I head towards the elevator as I turn to speak. "If anyone needs to tell me anything, come to my office." As the doors to the elevators close I add," And it better be damned important."
I walk towards my desk as I take off my jacket. It's getting kind of hot in here anyways.
I take out my laptop and check on the current duels. It seems a lot of people have already been defeated. I laugh to myself. It would have been a shame if they would have faced me. They would have lost in an instant.
I sit back in my chair and shut the laptop. It won't be a while 'till all the finalists are chosen. I already have my six locator cards. Me being the best duelist in the world after all.
I sit back and close my eyes. I really didn't sleep well last night. Partly because of that creep Marik Yugi was talking about, but also because I was thinking about life before I ever came to own this place.
*I remember first coming to the orphanage. It tore me up inside that Mokuba and I had to be alone. I was so hurt when I learned our parents had disappeared. But I soon became more angry than hurt.
*As time went on I realized that the only person I could ever trouble with my emotions was myself. I couldn't lay all of that shit on Mokuba. It was tearing him apart enough. I didn't need to help him feel even more devastated.*
*I still recall the day Gozarubo came to the orphanage. I knew I had to do something. After all, this man was the richest I had heard of, and I figured if I could get him to adopt us it would be for the better.*
*It was, at first, nice to have a place to call your own. I knew he wasn't that great of a guy, but we needed a ticket out of there. I was not going to leave without my brother.*
My chair shakes as my body shivers at the memories of my past.
*I remember trying at first to be the best stepson anyone could ask for. I even started calling him father as soon as we reached his house. I didn't know it ,since I was just a small child, but inside I was looking for warmth. Love. Happiness that I hadn't felt for so long.*
*Well, those were the last things I could have ever found in that dark, desolate mansion of his. I found myself bound to books by his orders. Studying every chance I had. I barely had any time for Mokuba.*
My chair shakes even more now. The images may not be bad, but the emotions I went through in those years is enough to make one wish they were never born.
He always wanted me to be perfect. Never allowed one mistake. I guess he figured I had to be if I was ever gonna be able to take over the company some day.
My eyes start to burn. I don't cry anymore. Tears are just signs of defeat. My eyes just burn now where the tears would be. I can't take this anymore. Kaiba get a grip. You don't have to keep reflecting on the past.
I slowly start to fade the images away. I can't keep doing this to myself.
Hmm. I wonder what Mokuba's doing right now. He's probably bored out of his mind. I'm sorry Mokuba, but it's for your own good. You'll understand when I finally have the chance to explain all this shit to you. Hell, I don't even understand it.
Mokuba. I wonder what kinds of things run through his mind. Hopefully, it's nothing like my mind. *What's this image? Oh yeah, the other day Mokuba wanted me to take him to the mall, but it was raining. He was so sad. I should get around to taking him.*
A small smile plays on my lips. It's so great to see what you've accomplished in life. *Wait, who's that man approaching us? He wasn't there before. He slowly walks up to us and grabs my shoulder.*
*I turn around to face him, but he's obviously got something under his jacket.* My head starts to perspire. *What's happening? He quickly draws his gun and points it at us. I can't move as he turns the gun towards Mokuba. No, what the hell does he want. I stand there frozen to the touch. dammit Kaiba! Why can't you move!*
*I watch as he slowly pulls the trigger and fires.* I open my eyes and let out a gasp. My body is shaking all over. What was that? Is that a sign that something's wrong with Mokuba. Oh God. I have to get home.
I jump out of my chair, grab my jacket, and head towards the door not before running into my secretary.
"Oh, sorry Mr. Kaiba. I didn't see you there." She politely moves to the side. No questions asked.
I run down the hall not before turning back to her feeling I owe her some sort of explanation.
"I'm taking the day off. You all are still required to work. Just do everything you do when I'm here."
She slowly nods and walks towards a trash can. She throws away her message and heads towards her desk to give everyone else the news.
Date: 4/13 To: Mr. Kaiba From: Mr. Rothman
Message: Hello Mr. Kaiba. I was wondering if you could possibly meet me at the mall right off the corner of your street. I would love to talk business with you. I have a proposition that I feel you would not want to refuse. See you then hopefully.
Okay guys. I hope you enjoyed that. Please review. If you don't, I'll send Crazy Grady after you!!! Thanks for reading too!! I really appreciate it!