A/N: Sorry about the not reviewing and the shitty last chapter. I'm sorry and I don't have any excuses… well okay there is one but I doubt you want to hear it…
Man is der sum gud stuff in here! Da dogstar is on a rampage, Kaiba's secrets and I get to write in a calli… calg…caligri…a reali cool pen!
Ah man, my mum NEVER lets me use pens, this is so cool!
Hmm, wat was dat Tristan? Can't hold him down! Hey, who's these big guys?
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I have been informed to write down what happens as Mr. Kaiba gets freed from a boy with odd shaped hair.
My name is George and I'm one of Mr. Kaiba's bodyguards. I apologise now Mr. Kaiba for not coming to your aid sooner.
This series of events is as follows from the time that my fellow bodyguards and I entered the room.
Mr. Kaiba was on the floor being contained by what was later identified as a boy named Tristan. This confidential diary was in the hands of a boy with absolutely horrible handwriting and horrific grammatical errors. (Later to be identified as Joey Wheeler)
After my comrades managed to pull the boy (identified as Tristan) off Mr. Kaiba, Mr. Kaiba told me to write down the events that have happened since his diary had been taken hostage by "that filthy mutt" to use Mr. Kaiba's words.
Shortly after wards Mr. Kaiba passed out. This was due to the low levels of H2O2 in his blood. Mr. Kaiba frequently does this. However he usually gets up about 10 seconds later.
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I have been informed that the reason why Mr. Kaiba has not gotten up for the past 15 minutes is because he hit his head on the marble floor as he went down and subsequently passed out.
I knew it was a mistake to get marble floors. Mr. Kaiba should have listened to me on that one. Who would've thought that our true enemy would be the floor?
As I drive Mr. Kaiba to the hospital, I'm going to give this diary to this purple haired gentleman, as he does not look like a friend of Tristan or Joey.
Oh my how splendid Kaiba-boy! The one thing I came here to get expecting a fight and poof, one of your devilishly handsome man slaves passes it to me. My life cannot get any easier than that.
I shall hold this diary hostage and make Kaiba give me his fortune and empire!
Well, well Kaiba-boy, enjoy your time in hospital because when you come out you'll find that you'll have a nice message on your bedspread. Oh diary, what should I threaten to do first? Cut off your absolutely gorgeous hot pink ribbon page marker?
Or print out your true love's name in every tabloid and magazine?
Oh the possibilities Kaiba-boy, thanks for the opportunity!
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Shorter, but I swear that I'll write another chapter next week! Sorry about the last chapter… and sorry about not updating in like...forever!
Also H2O2, it is meant to be that
Sorry again!