(a/n: i know i said haruka "died" but she didn't "die" yet. she will either be saved or killed, it all depends on how the story progresses... so, the thing is, haruka is still alive, but only because someone was telling the story wrong... and she didn't get shot, yet, she will by the guys who just got ownership over her. but no worries... i'm suprised people acctually like Haruka that much swetdrop)

---A few days later---

'A by-product, that's all you are. You aren't real. You were never real.'

That voice wakes you in the late hours of the night and you suddenly feel that chill running up your spine and you shudder. The cold room they've left you in is filled with nothing but cold. A cold stone floor that's been worn and is dusty and dirty and walls that absorb all the heat and give off a colder chill than the floors, and with just one window, there is hardly anymore room to decorate on these uneven, dirty, grimy, spider-infested walls. The bed is uncomfortable and has barely anything beneath it, save for four, little stubs for a bed frame and it's awfly uncomfortable at night when you just want to rest.

This is the price you pay for being a by-product? This is the price you, of all people, have to pay for in the end? Why? What was so horrible about your realetively short life? You know that you are still in love but... how long will that love last? Will that one you love ever come and thaw your frozen hart? But your a by-product, so there's no way that you should be in love, right?

You hear the door creak open behind you and feel a rush of warm air. You turn around to see Seto Kaiba standing there. He's glaring down at you and you glare back, with interest, unable to control what you feel towards this human being that's been holding back a heart of stone. You know he hates you, you know he looks down upon you for what you are, but you still resent his ways of treating you.

"What are you?" He asks it with such horror and anger that you flinch lightly and then stare him down. "Answer me!" His voice is commanding you now. You still don't answer. He grabs the front of your shirt and lifts you off the ground and punches you across the face, anger flaring up in ever inch of his face as he continues to punch you.

You can feel blood filling your mouth, filling it until it's overflowing. Your eyes widen and you suddenly grab his fist and knock him on the side of the head, you can feel his grip faulter as he takes the blow full-on, and yet, you hit him again, and again, and again, until he drops you and you swing low and crack him in the gut. You feel him choke and double over. You catch him. "I don't know. If I knew, I would have told you. Truthfully, I was hoping to be dead by now..." You gently set him down, letting him catch his breath. You sit down next to him and rest your head on the bed behind you. "Could you possibly tell me who I am? Do you know where I may have come from? Because, truthfully,I don't remember ever being a child. I only have bits and pieces of memories of being a kid... I remember seeing you and another boy a few years back. I remember being at an orphanage, just not a clean one. I remember seeing these people in my head that I didn't know." You look at him and he stares back.

"I didn't know you at all." He's out of breath. "I'm sure there's a plausable explination as to why you even exsist. No one exsists for nothing. That was something Mokuba once told me when I thought of suicide. Perhaps the same applys to you?" Seto looked baffled and scratched his head. "Mokuba's a nice kid, maybe you can learn something from him."

'You, the by-product, can't be real, so there's no way anyone can help you.'

You cover your ears and scream; "I'm real! How else am I here? How else can I remember?"

"Sometimes, remembering isn't always the best thing." It's Mokuba. "Seto has an appointment. I'll stay with her for a little while, nii-san." He smiled and you see why Seto would want someone like that to talk to someone like you.

You watch Seto rise to his feet and stare at his back. Somehow, you remember a white coat.

---flashback---

The lab was filled with a soft green light and bubbles were rising around you. You can't figure it out, but someone's back is turned to you and you can see the white lab coat. He suddenly sends a shock down the cords attatched to you. You wrethe in pain and scream, releasing a bounty of bubbles over your head. Your white shirt and pants are stained with this green liquid and you can feel blood coming from the depths of your ears to turn the water a brownish color.

---end flashback---

Your eyes widen and you cover your ears and scream again, this time, just screaming, tears coming for the first time that you can remember as he closes the door and you feel Mokuba's small hands touch your head. You look up into those blue eyes and you feel a sudden surge of joy that makes you stop crying and he wipes them away. He smiles. "I remember seeing you before. You were turned into a Homunculus."