If you have been following my story and have just skipped straight to here, please take heed and re-read the earlier chapters! I have added a couple of things, not to mention changed names, spellings and little bits of plot in general, so you'll be missing out. Same goes for later on! Anyways, enjoy the new, improved Puppy Love!
Late evening at the Kaiba Mansion…
Nothing much happening. I'm currently eating my dinner, along with the other Kaibas. I think they are having burger and chips or summat like that; not exactly posh, is it? Mokuba's choice, I expect.
Mokuba was happily munching away; chatting to his brother about what had happened at school yesterday, occasionally pausing to take a bite out of his burger or a handful of chips.
Sadly for Mokuba, Kaiba senior wasn't listening, just nodding and occasionally saying "Yeah". I was expecting Mokuba to stay oblivious to his brother's total rudeness for like the seventh time today, but instead he stopped talking.
"You aren't listening, are you?" He asked bluntly.
Kaiba looked up from his plate of food, which was still full, give or take a few chips.
"Course I am!" He sighed, twirling an empty fork in his fingers. Is he ever sincere?
"Is something wrong?"
"Nope…"
"Look, Seto: I can tell when something is wrong with you: always. What is it?"
"I'm fine, Mokuba. Honestly…"
"Come on! I only want to help!"
"Drop it, Mokuba…"
"Seto…"
"Please…"
"Seeeetoooo!"
"No…Mokuba…I'm warning you…"
"Seeeeet-"
"MOKUBA!" He yelled, "Get out…"
This I gotta see…
"What?" Mokuba whimpered, startled by his big brother's display of aggression.
"Get out: Take your food upstairs to your room and do your homework or something. Just don't come out until I say you can. Got it?"
"S-s-sure…" Mokuba whispered, tears welling up in his eyes, "I-I'm sorry…" He stuttered before running out of the room carrying his plate.
Wow: I never expected that…even from Kaiba…
"Harsh, Kaiba. Harsh…" I growled, plodding over to Mokuba's empty chair and leaping up onto the seat.
"Huh? What? Oh…What are you doing in here? Go on, scat!" He said, waving his hand vaguely in my direction and continuing to stare at his plate.
"Nah…I like it here…"
Kaiba raised an eyebrow at me.
"Fine. Stay. What do I care…?"
This was followed by another five minutes or so of awkward silence. Eventually, Kaiba caved.
"I need to go and apologize to Mokuba…"
"You sure do," I barked in agreement, "That was pretty mean, Moneybags."
"I know I was pretty mean, but he was being very nosey…"
"Yeah…but you were real harsh to that little kid…"
"I was really harsh…"
"Right on…"
"Thanks…" He mumbled.
"What was that?" I said, turning my head on its side…
You don't think…can he hear me?
"What am I talking to a dumb dog for?" He growled, putting his head into his hands.
"Chill, Kaiba. You are way too stressed. Tried anger management recently?"
"No…It was nothing…nothing…" He muttered, before leaping up out of his chair and bounding off upstairs.
"Can I have your chips?" I barked.
"Sure…" Came a slightly muffled reply.
Even later evening at the Kaiba Mansion…
I have been sitting here at the very top of the stairs, listening in on the conversation for hours now: well, not exactly listening, more like hearing random words in between sobs, yells and engine noise from outside.
It's a pretty dark place, this house. Even with the lights on. Kaiba must like it that way or something…Every room I have seen so far has been poorly lit (or not lit at all).
I can, however, see a bright light coming from the cracks underneath Mokuba's bedroom door.
Speaking of Mokuba's door, its opening….
And slamming again suddenly…
Well, someone has come out, and it sounds like Kaiba senior…
"Hey there, Moneybags: How'd it go?"
Kaiba ran straight past me, and up yet another flight of stairs.
"Wait up!" I yelled, pitter-pattering my way after him.
I managed to catch up with him pretty quickly: just before he slammed a large blue door in my little puppy dog nose.
"Aww, come on! Let me in!" I whimpered, scratching at the door. I heard a few heavy footsteps, and then a loud creak as the door opened slowly.
"Fine, stupid mutt…" Croaked Kaiba, his face hidden in darkness, "But only because your pathetic cries where annoying me…"
Kaiba let me into his room and watched me warily as I eyed the place in awe. His room was HUGE…And plain, just adding to the size: I was expecting something fancier than plain white walls with a blue bed, bedclothes and any other simple necessity or accessory to a bedroom.
I jumped up onto the very soft looking bed and ran around a bit. This felt very comfy…That and it sure would annoy the hec outta Kaiba…
"No…" He half sighed; half growled. To be honest, he didn't sound bothered at all…darn…
I continued to paw my way across the blue bedspread, until I found a nice comfortable spot on one of the three large fluffy pillows that sat at the very end of his bed.
"So, Kaiba: how did things go with Mokuba, not that I care…" I yawned, stretching my little puppy legs out like a cat, then curling back up into a nice comfy ball. He he…no human could do this…total upside!
Kaiba continued to stay totally silent and pace backwards and forwards across the room. Occasionally I could hear soft sobbing noises coming presumably from Mokuba's room, which must have been right beneath us, because I could hear them very clearly. The whole argument thing didn't seem like much, and Kaiba always apologized way too much to his brother if he shouted at him or something. It happened plenty a time when we went down to the supermarket to get my very yummy dog treats. Made the journey back here twice as long…
"Hello? Kaiba?" I barked, still sitting down on his pillow.
"Hmmm?" He replied, sniffing. Must have a cold…
"Yeah, it's me. I'm behind yoooouuu!"
"You still there, mutt?"
"I sure am…" I grunted.
"Stupid dog…" He mumbled hoarsely, walking over towards the bed and taking a seat a few meters to my left.
"Hey there, moneybags!" I yapped. Getting on his nerves without the threat of being throttled: yet another upside to the whole doggy thing…
"Shut it…" He snapped, his head turning round to face me. I still couldn't see his face. So darn dark in here…
"Nice, Kaiba…real nice…" I growled, getting up and having another stretch.
"Dumb mutt…you're getting hairs all over my pillow…" He sighed, resting his head in his hands. He sounded really weird: like he had a sore throat or something…maybe he had the flu….I hope so…
Kaiba shut up again for a while. From what I could see in the faint shadows on the wall, he had his head resting on one of his hands, and with the other he was fiddling with a small square thing. Course, I couldn't see what it was because of the stupid darkness: But I can solve that.
On Kaiba's small blue bedside table there was a bendy desk lamp sitting next to a fancy silver cube thing. I hopped down from the bed (Very scary…) and walked over to the light.
"What on earth…?" Kaiba growled, spotting me trying to squeeze behind his set of drawers, "Oh no you don't…" He said, getting up and reaching for me.
"Nooo!" I yelped as he lifted me by the tail (ouch…). However, my paws were still free, and I just about managed to reach the light switch.
There was a small click, and then the light flashed to life. It was pretty dim, but just enough to reveal the small square object…
And Kaiba's face…
Kaiba winced slightly as the light entered his eyes. Of course, this just made it more clear to me what was wrong with him: he had been crying.
