Disclaimer: I own nothing of YGO! wipe away tear ah well…
"Priest Kaiba! Priest Kaiba!" The guards yelled running down the street, fear on their faces.
Little Seto Kaiba rubbed his hands, as he chuckled evilly. He had outsmarted his bodyguards for the third time that morning. This time he was determined to keep them lost. He was seven years old. And being outside of the palace walls and beyond the high priests' quarters amongst the common markets was freedom for his mischievous antics. After his bodyguards' voices disappeared beyond an alley, Seto ran off into the streets to find some fun.
Seto meandered through open shops, touching and tinkering with whatever he pleased. He knew that none of the peasants could touch him. One of the first things he learned at an early age was his superiority over people. He walked different, talked differently, and, if anything, his dress clearly disitinguished him. The most extravagant thing peasants cold wear were patterned robes of wool. Kaiba, as a future high priest, was clean and dark-skinned. His head was shaved except for a large lock of his dark hair gripped back in a ponytail on the side. He wore leather sandals with gold and silver with a matching belt that held up his white skirt made of cool cotton and silk.
His blue eyes suddenly darted, as he saw a young mule drinking from a small creek running along the backs of some of the peasants' houses. He smirked, as he began sneaking towards it. He was nearly a meter away, hiding in the reeds while the animal drank unaware of its predator. Seto chuckled mischievously, as he roared leaping into the air and managing to crawl onto the mule's back, as it began bucking wildly. Seto laughed, hanging onto the mule's mane. With any luck maybe he could cause the mule to rampage through the village, destroying everything in its path. How much fun would that be? Seto yanked at the mule's ears, and it reared on its hind legs, braying in pain.
"Hey!" Seto was surprised by the sudden voice. "That's my auntie's mule! Get off of it right now, you jerk!"
Seto glimpsed over his shoulder, as the mule continued bucking. Seto saw what he thought was a young, peasant boy. Had that mongrel just call him a jerk? He couldn't talk to him like that. This would be fun, Seto thought, as he leaped down from the mule. Free, the mule ran off along the creek, leaving its bully behind.
Seto turned to the boy who had insulted him, when suddenly a hard fist clipped his jaw. Seto fell to the ground, crying in pain from the bruise that was forming on his lip.
"I told you to stay away from my auntie's mule, you…thief!"
Seto glared at the kid, whom he realized quickly wasn't a boy at all… she was a girl! She looked around his age. Her clear, blue eyes were glaring at him, and her lips contorted in a scowl.
"Well…?" She stated, folding her arms and waiting for him to explain himself.
Seto growled at her. How dare she!
"I wasn't trying to steal your stupid mule! If I wanted to I could just take it from you!"
"Ha! I'd like to see you try! I'd never let you!"
"Stupid girl! Do you even know who I am?"
"I don't know! And I don't care! You can't just rile up other people's mules just because you feel like it!"
"Oh yes I can!"
"Want a bet?" The young girl's eyes flickered, as she rolled up her dirty sleeve, showing a ready fist.
Seto scoffed, "Pfft. I'm not going to fight you, little girl. You'd lose easy."
The little girl growled, before tackling him to the ground. Seto was angry at getting hurt. Stupid girl! He began pulling her auburn hair.
"Ow!" She screamed, before giving him another good left hook to his chin.
Seto yelled in pain, before grabbing and twisting her arm. She bit his finger, and he smothered her to the ground. Soon they were nothing but arms, legs, screams, and dust flying everywhere. Seto wasn't sure how long the fight had lasted, when a woman's scream filled the air.
"Tea! Tea! Get off of him right now! Tea! Tea!"
Seto settled down, as he saw a woman pull the crazy, little girl away from him.
"Let me go! Let me go, Kumenta!" Tea growled, as she wriggled in her captor's arms.
"No, Tea!" The woman scorned, before bowing to the young boy. "I'm so sorry young priest! She didn't mean anything by her antics. She is a crazed child! Cursed by the gods! Please ignore her and pardon her behavior. I humbly apologize for any harm she has done. Tea, say your sorry to the young priest right now!"
Tea shook her head forcefully.
"Tea, now!" Kumenta, her uncle's head servant demanded.
Tea shook her head again, "I'll never apologize to that stuck-up, idiot bully!"
"What did you say!" Seto growled angrily.
"You heard exactly what I said, stuck-up, idiot bully!" She stuck out her tongue, blowing raspberries at him.
Seto was pissed, but nothing would aggravate him more than the two people that arrived at the scene. Seto rolled his eyes and wanted to anything to disappear, as his two guards appeared.
"Priest Seto, we were worried about you. Don't run off so fast next time."
Next time I'll run even faster! Seto thought to himself.
"What's going on here?" One of the guards demanded of Kumenta.
Kumenta bowed to the ground, yanking Tea down to the ground in a forced, half-bow.
"Sir," Kumenta began timidly, "I was just ensuring that this crazed girl did not insult the young priest and-"
"That urchin insulted the young priest!" The guard was enraged.
"Please, I beg of you sir! She is not right in the head!"
"That's for sure. Give her here!" He stated, gripping her arm tightly and yanking her close to him. Tea winced in pain.
"Please, sir," Kumenta began pleading, "Our master's house is short on servants. Please, let her stay. Let the young priest punish her as he pleases."
The guard slapped Kumenta to the ground, "How dare you suggest what we do, slave! The girl is coming with us!"
Seto was eager to come up with his own punishment for the foolish urchin, but his aspirations were dashed when the guard spoke again.
"We have our own laws, and she will be punished accordingly. The young priest cannot punish her as he pleases."
Seto looked up angrily at his guards, but they paid no attention to him. How dare they do what they want. The girl had insulted him, he should be punishing her.
"Come on, Seto," the other guard ordered. Seto backed away, refusing to go, but the soldier's grip on his shoulder was too strong. Seto gritted his teeth in anger. He'd pay for that.
