Happy New Year everyone! The year of 2005 has gone by and I'm looking forward to the year of 2006! Well any way, since its still holidays I decided to update my story. This story is half way done and this is the chapter where the twist begins...Hope you guys enjoy and please don't forget to review!
-Chapter 6-
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Dark grey clouds began to engulf the morning sky as the sunlight tried to seep through to brighten the early morning. Anita was trying to sleep peacefully in her bed but something was bothering her and she just couldn't sleep. She slightly stirred in her sleep and finally gave up as her eyes gradually opened. She blinked a couple of times as she slowly got up in a sitting position and gently rubbed her eyes. She noticed that Kaiba wasn't lying beside and then remembered he was sleeping in the guest room. After their quarrel they had a few days ago, they stopped talking to each other, Kaiba moved into the guest bedroom to give themselves some time alone. They were both feeling very upset, alone and angry but they couldn't realize that they missed each other deeply from the inside.
Anita slowly pushed the covers away from her and got out of the bed. She put on her silk transparent robe and walked into the bathroom to wash and freshen up. After she came out, she decided to go downstairs and sit in their gazebo, to get some fresh air and clear her head of thoughts. She wrapped her robe tighter around her body as she walked down the dark hallway and headed for the stairs. As she started down the stairs, she paused all of a sudden and looked down. There she saw Kaiba putting on his coat with a suitcase resting on the ground beside him. She then remembered that today was Friday, the day of when Kaiba told her he was leaving for his business trip. Tears surfaced in her blue-grey eyes at the thought that Kaiba was leaving her without even saying bye. Anita decided to turn around and head back to her room again.
"Anita..." Kaiba called as he noticed her going back up the stairs. It was the first time he was calling her after a couple of days of not talking to each other. Anita quietly yet slowly turned around to face him as she restrained her tears. She didn't say a word as she just stared at him silently.
"Now that you're here...I was...just about to...leave..." Kaiba said quietly as he looked at her.
"Are you saying, you would actually leave without saying goodbye?" Anita asked as she gave him a hard stare that made him feel uncomfortable.
"No...I was..." Kaiba tried to say but just became speechless as he looked down from her penetrating stare.
"You don't have to explain Seto, there's nothing to explain anymore," Anita responded in an upset tone as she crossed her arms in front of her and looked away. Kaiba remained silent without lifting his gaze from the ground.
"You can leave now," Anita said as she breathed out deeply, breaking the awkward silence between them. She slowly turned around to head back up to her room.
"I'll be...back...soon..." Kaiba responded softly and lifted his gaze. Anita halted for a few moments on the stairs and gently turned her head around to look back at her husband.
"Bye..." Kaiba mumbled as he gazed into her blue-grey eyes that reflected deep pain at the moment. He never wanted to hurt her intentionally in any way because he really loved her a lot. 'Maybe this trip will help me clear my head and think things over...' Kaiba thought as he picked up his suitcase and left out the door silently.
Anita watched her husband leave her again and then she quickly turned around and continued up the stairs. 'I love him so much and we've been married for four years now and yet he still doesn't understand my feelings and emotions completely...' Anita thought as she restrained the forming tears in her eyes from falling.
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The big grey clouds that overwhelmed the dark and gloomy evening sky was releasing rain that came pouring down to the earth. Anita was in the secluded study room, sitting on a black leather chair that faced the big window. She watched the large heavy raindrops hit the glass of the window and slid down. Her head slowly leaned back against the leather chair as her eyelids swept over her blue-grey orbs. The sound of the rain soothed out all the troubled thoughts in her mind but then consumed her again.
'Why did he do this to me?' Anita thought depressingly as she kept her eyes closed. 'If he really loved me, he wouldn't have left me and missed our anniversary today' she thought as tears rolled down the corner of her eyes. 'He left yesterday, and didn't even bother to call...' Anita thought as she opened her tear-filled eyes. 'I really need a friend by my side now who could comfort me, but who?' Anita asked herself as she brought her hand up to her face and wiped her tears. The only person she could think of at the moment was Sheniro. 'I suppose it wouldn't be wrong to go visit him...now' she thought, 'He is probably the only good friend I have after all, he's the only one who can understand me and comfort me right now' she thought as she stood up from the chair. 'He did give me his address before and I think I have it in my purse...' Anita thought as she walked out of the study.
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Anita gently gripped her steering wheel and drove into the driveway of Sheniro's small cottage looking house. Rain was still pouring continuously and the sky looked like the sun wasn't going to come out anytime soon. Anita had driven approximately an hour to arrive here at Sheniro's place since he lived a bit outside of the city. 'Wow I can't believe he actually drives for an hour to get to the college and back' Anita thought as she parked her car beside Sheniro's one. 'I hope he's home..' she thought as she opened the door of her car and stepped out carefully. As soon as she got out of her car, the rain instantly drenched her hair, clothing and body. She quickly ran under the small roofed veranda in front of Sheniro's house to be protected from the rain. Anita hesitantly brought her hand towards the doorbell and finally pressed it. The sound of the doorbell echoed as Anita waited nervously running her hand through her wet hair. A minute later the door opened, revealing a shocked Sheniro standing there.
"Anita?" Sheniro said astonished as his eyes grew wide.
"Are you going to just stand there or let me in?" Anita asked with a slight smirk.
"Of course...please come in," Sheniro said as his shocked expression changed into an innocent smile of his as he invited her in.
"Thank you," Anita responded with a half smile as she entered into his small home.
"Whats with the visit all of a sudden? And where did you get my address?" Sheniro asked curiously.
"You gave me your address a long while back and I just came to visit because I was feeling upset and alone and I thought I'd come visit you," Anita replied.
"I'm glad you thought of me..." Sheniro responded softly with a smile as he closed the door behind him.
Anita fell silent as she looked around Sheniro's home. To the left of her, was a small living room that consisted of a couch, chair, small television, small coffee table and a fireplace where the fire was lit and crackling away. To the right side of her was a small dining room and kitchen and ahead of her was a short narrow hallway which she guessed led to the bathroom and bedroom. Meanwhile as Anita's eyes were exploring the house and her surroundings, Sheniro's eyes were completely focused on her. She was drenched in the rain and it made her look more desirable. Her wet hair fell on her shoulders, her pink tank-top and pick netted shawl was all plastered against her upper body and her long white skirt flowed down that was slightly stuck to her legs.
"Maybe you should change out of your wet clothes...you might catch a cold," Sheniro suggested as he snapped out of his own thoughts.
"But I don't have other clothes to change into," Anita replied turning around to look at him.
"I'll get some," Sheniro said as he disappeared down the hallway ahead. Anita waited patiently as she walked around.
"Here," Sheniro said as he came back and handed her fresh dry clothes to change into.
"Thanks," Anita replied as she accepted the clothes in her hands.
"The washroom's straight ahead down that hall," Sheniro directed.
"Thanks...again," Anita smiled as she walked down the hallway. A few minutes later she came out of the washroom changed into a loose white silk button down shirt and matching pants that fell all the way to the floor. But she didn't mind since they felt dry and comfortable to be in. She walked down the hallway with her wet clothes in one hand and entered the living room.
"Sheniro...where should I put my wet clothes?" Anita asked.
"Here give them to me," Sheniro said as he came out of the kitchen, "Meanwhile you can go sit near the fireplace...it'll help you get warm," he smiled as he took the clothes from her.
"Thanks" Anita replied softly as she took his advise and walked toward the fireplace. She seated herself on the soft rug and hugged her knees as she kept her eyes on the crackling fire.
"Here," Sheniro said softly as Anita felt a soft blanket wrap around her body. She could feel his hot breath tickle down the back of her neck.
"Thanks...again," Anita whispered as Sheniro flopped down on the rug beside her, also setting down a bottle of wine and two glasses on the small table beside them.
"No problem," Sheniro said as he unscrewed the cap of the bottle of wine, "You do drink wine don't you?" he asked as he began pouring the wine into the glass.
"Yeah..." Anita replied as Sheniro finished pouring the wine in both glasses.
"Here you go," Sheniro said as he passed Anita her glass.
"Thanks...I know I say that a lot...but I have nothing else to say instead," Anita blushed as Sheniro chuckled.
"So...do you live here by yourself?" Anita asked after a silent pause.
"Yes...my parents died when I was young," Sheniro said as his smile disappeared off his face.
"Oh...I'm sorry..." Anita apologized as she looked down at her glass.
"But I have an older sister who lives in America, she comes to visit me once in a while," Sheniro replied as he took a sip of his wine.
"I see..." Anita responded as she didn't make any eye contact.
"Can I ask a question if you don't mind?" Anita questioned after an awkward silence between them.
"Shoot me," Sheniro responded as he looked at her.
"Have you ever loved someone?" Anita asked randomly.
"No...not yet," Sheniro answered a little hesitantly, "Why?...Have you?" he asked as he raised a brow.
"Yeah..." Anita sighed and nodded her head, "And I've realized something..." she said.
"What?" Sheniro asked curiously.
"That sometimes the person you love can give you a lot of pain," Anita sighed.
"Has the person given you pain?" Sheniro asked a but interested in the topic.
"Unfortunately yes..." Anita replied as she sipped her wine.
"But who would ever hurt a gem of a person like you?" Sheniro questioned as his finger traced down the side of her face.
"Obviously someone who doesn't understand me and can give me time," Anita responded as she looked away.
"Then maybe you should find someone better..." Sheniro tried to hint.
"Maybe..." Anita answered as with uncertainty in her voice.
"You know another thing I've noticed?" Anita said as she looked into his dark brown eyes.
"What?" Sheniro asked calmly.
"Love is such a wonderful thing...but marriage preserves love..." Anita replied, "Only if the person you're married to loves you..." she sighed.
"But why would you marry someone you don't love?" Sheniro asked a bit puzzled by why she was saying all of this.
"Maybe you did love each other once but after marriage took it for granted," Anita responded as tears began to form in her eyes once again.
"Anita...I'm not getting this...why are you talking about love, pain and marriage all of a sudden?" Sheniro asked confused.
"Because its a reality of life," Anita answered as tears began to fall from her lashes.
"Anita..." Sheniro whispered as he put an arm around her and pulled her closer towards his body to comfort her. Anita made no hesitation and leaned her head against his chest as he held her in his warm comforting embrace. Sheniro was completely taken back with Anita's emotional reaction and was also confounded. But he decided to keep quiet and not ask her anything for now as he let her quietly sob away into his chest. Soon, Anita's sobbing quieted down as she got carried away to the land of sleep.
'If only...he was more like...you...'