Okay, since I didn't and won't put a description of Cati in the story, I will do it now.
Age: 16 (but you knew that already, if you paid attention.)
height: 5ft.5.5in.
Eye color: Violet (if you'd paid attention...)
Hair: long, straight,Scarlet, with black and gold streaks
Clothes: Dark red, worn-out, sleeveless shirt. Worn and frayed (er..spelling?) jeans. Red jacket.
Oh shit. I might have spoiled this chappie with the description.
By the way... Cati is NOT a frippin Mary-Sue.She is an easy-go-lucky girlbecause it's in her genes.
Oh and...
means written by cati
means written by seto
means written by mokuba (if I put his journal in at all...)
means P.O.V. change
still means thought
Cati's P.O.V.
"Well, that didn't work." Mokie said, pouting. I laughed. Mokie looked up at me all wide eyed. "What are you laughing about?"
I replied, "I remembered something funny fromwhen you were two.Seto and my class went on a field trip to a farm. Seto and I sat on the bus together. When we got there,this stupid guy, ahh... I can't remember his name now, but he had scruffy blonde hair... Anyways, he told Seto he was a sissy for hanging around a girl all the time, while I was in the bathroom. When I came out, all I could see was the teacher trying to break them up, and the other kids yelling 'Fight! Fight! Fight!'"I paused a second, remembering the scene.
"So then, the teacher, figuring out she couldn't do anything, asked me to try. I walked up to them and sat down and I asked Seto 'What are you doing?' and he answered 'Making him take back what he said. He called me a sissy for hanging around with you.' Then I stood up and started to pull Seto up and the blonde goes 'Need your girlfriend to keep you out of trouble? Fight me like a guy!' So I went and kicked him in the balls and shouted 'Fight me like a girl you wuss! You can't even hit me so don't call Seto a sissy.'" I started laughing harder and Mokie joined in.
We just stood there like that for a few minutes, laughing our heads off.
"Hey, Moke, I read that Seto was the top Duel Monsters player. Is that true?"
Mokie looked down at his shoes. "Not anymore. This guy beat him a couple weeks ago."
I wondered who could beat Seto, other than me. "Really? Who?"
"Yugi Motou."
My mouth dropped.
"Cati, what's wrong?"
Seto's P.O.V.
When I left the library, I headed up to my room. I entered and saw Cati sprawled out on my bed, asleep,with her face in my pillow. I could still see the tears, though.
I didn't hurt her that much did I?
Mokuba came up from behind me, holding a tray with two glasses of water and a bowl of peeledoranges.
"Mokuba, what's wrong with her?" I asked, taking the tray and setting it on the table. Mokuba and I sat down on the floor.
"I don't know. We were talking; she told me a story from when I was two. Then she asked whether or not something she'd read about you was right. I told her it wasn't. Yugi's name came up, and she just started crying and ran in here."
I felt arms wrap around my waist. I turned and saw it wasCati, she'd woken up.
"I hate the Motous." She whispered, crawling into my lap.
"Why? Just because he beat me? That's no reason to hate somebody." I whispered, nuzzling her hair. I could feel her shake her head no.
"R-remember when I was at the bridge, going to kill myself? Because my father threw me out of his front door, spitting on me, lying and saying I was the liar?"
I nodded and whispered "Yeah." Why's she bringing this up now? Whoa, her head's hot. I think she has a fever, and a pretty high one.
"My father is Yugi's dad. He never told my mom that he was married." Cati said, voice all scratchy. Mokuba seemed to realise we needed to be alone and left. "My nickname is Sei, fault. That's what I am made of, fault." She was sobbing now. I pulled her closer.
"No, you're not. I..." She stopped me with a kiss. I responded, lifting her up and carrying her to the bed.
I was gentle that night.
Hah! finally I wrote a longer chapter!
