Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of its characters.
Important Notice!!Chapters 1-7 have all been rewritten and edited. I did not like the way I wrote this story. I felt that it lacked, how do you put it… depth and creativity? I don't know, but the chapters have been rewritten. I feel more content with the new edited chapters because my writing has improved. No major changes to the plot, but errors have been fixed and writing style shifted slightly. One might want to re-read the chapters because they hold a different feel this time; Thank-you, Hypocrisy.
Authors Note: My First Fanic. Please R&R
9:40pm
Seto sat calmly in the stands waiting for his name to be called. He was wearing his notorious white trench coat with an outfit all-too-similar to the one he wore at Battle City; straps and all. His face was void of any emotion as he watched donor after donor walk up and down the aisle and onto the stage directly in front of him. He was at a charity gathering being placed in Domino Park. They were donating money to different orphanages and that was the reason why he was there. Almost everyone that had gotten up on stage was being harassed with many questions from the press. Questions such as "Why are you donating money to this orphanage, or did you have any connection towards this orphanage before?"
They were all annoying in Seto's eye. 'Why should it matter why someone was donating to a certain orphanage? They should all just be thankful and quite down.' Soon, the host of the convention then took the stage. He was an everyday looking man with a normal suit. Odd but not strange the host was very little. 'He's a midget, bet he's got another small body part too.' Seto smirked crudely at his own little joke. The host took the mike and continued to entertain everyone. He said a few jokes, which the people in the stands thought were funny. Almost everyone laughed; Kaiba being the exception.
10:50pm
"Mr. Hiragazwa!" the host shouted. "Please come up onto stage." An old man who appeared to be in his late 60's strolled his way up and onto the platform. He wrote a check for the orphanage he was supporting and took a picture with it. Afterwards the press confronted him with questions. One question Seto herd the press asked to the old man known as Mr. Hiragazwa was "How much money will you be donating?"
That question really annoyed Seto. 'All people think about is money' he thought bitterly. 'Come on already and just call my name so I can get out of this place.'
He didn't have to wait long because after Mr. Hiragazwa was called he was up next. "Mr. Kaiba-sama" the host called. "Please make your way up to the stage."
As Seto walked calmly up to the stage, many people were clapping for him. Most of them appeared to be younger women, 'probably gold diggers.' He walked down the red carpet and onto the stage. The host handed him the mike and bowed respectfully. Then he walked to the edge of stage waiting for Kaiba to begin. Seto finished his speech in around 5 minutes and signed a check close to 5 million. The host took the check and stared at it blankly. His face immediately went pale. He shook his head as he recounted the digits. "3…6…7! Seven Digits! M-M-Mr. Kaiba-Sama are you sure this is the right amount?" the host asked shocked and confused at the same time as to why someone would pay so much money just to donate to some orphanage. Kaiba did not answer him. He just stared at the host. In height and stature, Seto towered over the little man. "I just felt like it. The orphanage I'm donating to brings back memories" Kaiba plainly stated.
"B-B-B-But why would you pay so much?" the host stuttered, questioning Kaiba again. The ice prince was starting to get annoyed. He hated answering to other people, especially those insignificant to him.
"I grew up in that orphanage you dolt, now if you excuse me, I must be going." Seto then turned and left Domino Park feeling slightly agitated. He didn't have to answer the host. There was no need to. He did not know why he did, but something inside him felt glad that he told the annoying man off; after all, that orphanage was once his home. They took him in when no one else would. He would always care for that place. His limo was waiting for him and he entered it swiftly. Without a word, the driver knowingly started the car and drove to Kaiba Mansion.
11:30pm
The limo screeched to a halt and Kaiba exited the luxurious car. He walked into his mansion and noticed there was light coming from the first floor living room. He headed over to the source and found none other than Mokuba Kaiba on the couch fast asleep with the TV still on. He was holding his favorite Sesshoumaru action figure tightly with both hands as little sounds of sleep escaped his lips. Kaiba sighed for the second time that day and walked up to the couch. He didn't want to wake his brother when he looked so peaceful but he had to send him to bed. He shook his brother lightly. Mokuba's eyes opened up and he looked around the room dazed.
"Come on Mokuba, you can sleep in your room."
"Okay" the boy mumbled slowly hopping off the couch. "But before you ask what I was doing up so late, it was because I was waiting for you to tuck me into bed." Mokuba smiled innocently as he skipped towards his room upstairs.
"Yeah, whatever you say you little devil." Seto returned his brother's gesture and trailed after him. He turned off the living room lights followed his brother upstairs. He met Mokuba in his room and tucked him in. Seto patted the boy on the head a turned around to leave as soon as Mokuba seemed to be drifting off. As soon as he was about to reach the door Seto tripped over something and fell face-front onto the floor.
"Damn" Seto mumbled and started to stand up. He looked onto the floor and noticed that the reason he tripped was because of Mokuba's skates. The little boy had forgotten to pack them up. "Katrina!" Seto called for.
The next minute a woman trudged up from downstairs and headed towards Seto. She was dressed in a maid's uniform but the colors were blue and black instead of black and white. On the collar it said KC just like Seto's white trench coat that he was wearing.
"You called Kaiba-Sama?" Katrina questioned in an agitated tone.
"Yes I did. Could you clean up this mess and pick up Mokuba's skates" he rather stated than asked.
Normally Katrina would have done so without any qualm in the world, but today was just not her day. All morning things were going bad for her. First her boyfriend broke up with her, then Mokuba tricks her into going into the basement only to lock her in their afterwards, and now she has to pick up his skates so late into the night. 'He's not paying enough for this' she thought.
"You know what, I not picking that up! I'm too tired. If you want it gone then why don't you do so yourself!" Katrina turned her face and crossed her arms.
"If you don't do it then you're fired," Seto simply answered. He did not have time for games. It was late and he was tired.
"Well I'm not doing it, and you're not firing me because I quit!" Katrina screamed.
12:00am
Katrina walked towards the big chestnut door; bags packed in hand, and slammed it on her way out. Seto sighed and walked towards his room. He seemed to be doing that a lot lately. 'Tomorrow I have to find me a new maid. Right now I'm too tired. It's too bad, she was a good one.'
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