Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh… yet
Well Cindy (my laptop) is officially broken, hence the reason this chapter wasn't up sooner (well also besides the butt load of homework I have been getting and my problem with getting sucked into the black hole that we call facebook)
Anyway here is the next chapter
Since Cindy is down no quote, sorry I'll post it soon
And it neither had steps or a door only a small window above
~Rapunzel
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"So these are the girls you were talking about."
Their uncle smiled at the slim, pretty woman who was standing in the doorway eyeing the three sisters. Emi frowned, instantly disliking the young woman. Still smiling, their uncle walked over to the woman and kissed her. Mir made a face at their display of affection while Emi tried not to laugh at her younger sister's reaction.
"Girls, this is my girlfriend Arina. You will treat her with respect and do whatever she says."
"Yes, sir," Emi said, speaking for her sisters. Arina's brown eyes met Emi's crystal ones, a small frown playing on her red lips. Emi held the older woman's gaze, trying to read her. Suddenly, Arina smiled, clapping her hands together.
"Ohhh, they are so cute! Especially the youngest one!" She leaned over so she could be face-to-face with Gwyn—showing a lot of cleavage as she did so. Emi wanted nothing more than to pull her sister away from this loud, annoying woman.
"I bet you're a good girl and never talk, because we don't like noisy little girls here. You'll be my favorite, ok?"
Gwyn nodded mutely, taking the hint to stay silent. Emi bit her lip, fighting to urge to slap the loud woman. Mir, on the other hand, didn't seem to notice the veiled threat.
"Well, she's only four, and at four, they either never talk or talk all the ti—"
Arina placed a finger over the brunette's lips. "Hush, we like the ones who don't talk around here. Remember that." Mir frowned, raising an eyebrow as the strange woman straightened and walked out.
"She's weird," Mir whispered to Emi. The blonde just nodded, taking note of everything that had just happened.
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There is only one woman in the world who ever scared us, and that was Arina. Even Manon and all her selfishness could never compare to Arina. That bleach-blonde was unstable and unpredictable. When she decided she didn't like someone, she made sure that person's life was a living hell.
It's funny how some things in your childhood will impact your more than others. How some things will become part of you and how some will be nothing but old memories. How something small may impact one person, but won't affect another in the slightest. Whenever I look back at those times I see how much we have changed. It's amazing how my sisters act and thing just because of our experiences back then.
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"Who's a cute baby, yes you are." The infant Kyo smiled as he looked up at Emi, who was holding a small rattle for the baby. His mother was in a meeting with Seto Kaiba, so Emi had offered to take care of the three-month-old.
"If this is a bad time, I'll come later."
Emi looked up, startled, to see Tito laughing at her shocked expression. "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." Emi just rolled her eyes, brushing her hair out of her face, smiling slightly at the young man.
"What can I do for you today, Tito?"
"Oh, nothing, I was just passing through and thought I'd stop by to say hi, so hi." Emi laughed as Tito waved. Pleased with the laugh, Tito walked over to where the infant sat in his rocker.
"So this is the famous KaibaCorp baby," he said, looking down at the brown-eyed child. "He has his mom's eyes… and hair."
Emi smiled lovingly down at the baby boy. "Yes he does."
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Sure."
"What are your plans for the future?"
Emi glanced back at Tito, unsure his meaning. "My plans for…?"
"You know, a job and stuff. I'm not trying to make a pass at your or anything." He paused for a moment, realizing how his first question might have seemed. "Hehe, yeah, that did kind of come out bad, but I was just wondering is all."
"Oh, well, um… I guess," Emi sighed, shrugging. "I'm not sure, really. I'm happy here, I guess."
"But you wouldn't want to work here forever, would you?"
"I get paid pretty well, and I'm planning to someday get my sisters out of the clutches of my step-mom and have a nice little house and live with the two of them until they both find wonderful men—I think Mir's already set—then maybe get a bunch of cats and be the nice old cat lady the gives little children homemade cookies."
Tito laughed, shaking his head, sure that the blonde was joking. But when he looked at her again, he could see that her statement wasn't too far from the truth. He could see the love for her sisters in her eyes, and the need to be safe. Maybe it was that love that had drawn him to her. It was hard to find someone honest in this multi-million dollar company. He wondered if her lack of motivation was what made Seto Kaiba feel safe around her.
"So," Emi said, finally breaking the silence, "what about you?"
Tito shrugged. "Oh, you know, after working as a temp here, I'm hoping to find a nice—much smaller—company where I can put my talents to good use."
"Why smaller?"
"Well, not that I don't like making the money I do—even if I'm just a temp—but I'd like something a little more… family-like. You know, instead of working in a building where I never see the same person twice."
Emi chuckled at that. "I know what you mean."
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It was a rainy dark day. After—begrudgingly— taking an umbrella, Mir had walked Gwyn to school, then trudged off to her own classes. She had been stopped by Hunter at least four times in the two hours she had been at school, had a rather interesting conversation about mazes with Satra, chatted to Ryou about Gwyn's play and cards, and maybe learned a few things in class—although that last part was all a matter of opinion.
Around noon, the rain had started; lighting flashed, illuminating the dark sky.
"Wow, it's so dark out it looks like it's night, that is, without the stars and the moon and Milky Way and that sort of stuff, but still," Satra chatted as she watched the rain patter across the window
"Well, at least it isn't snow," Hunter chimed in, needing to be part of the conversation.
"I like snow."
Hunter rolled his eyes. "But it's so much colder, and you can't hit people with water, only with balls of snow."
"Not unless you had a bucket or a hose or something like that…"
Hunter was about to reply to this when the electricity flickered. Some girl in the back row let out a scream, and Mir froze, her heart suddenly pounding in her chest. Ryou caught a glimpse of her purple eyes widening before the lights went out causing the room to become very dark. It was pitch back. The white-haired boy could hardly see his own hand in front of his face. In front of him, he could hear Mir's shallow breathing.
Suddenly, the lights came back on; cheers erupted from the students as they were once again enveloped in light. Next to Mir, Satra glanced at her class mate; the brunette was gripping her desk so hard her knuckles were white.
"You ok?"
"Y—yeah, that just startled me." Coughing, Mir flashed her friend a weak smile as the color returned to her cheeks. Ryou watched from behind her, concern written on his face.
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"Emi, you're coming out with me, so get ready."
Emi and Tito were laughing and talking when Seto walked into the blonde's office, informing her of their outing. Emi just looked up at the CEO; he seemed a little bit grumpier than normal. Tito must have picked up on that vibe, because after saying a quick goodbye to Emi and a good day to Kaiba, he bolted from the office. Emi rolled her crystal eyes, flashing a half grin toward the president of KaibaCorp.
"You have that effect on people."
"And that's a… bad thing? Who was that, anyway?"
"Tito Hada, he's a temp for the engineering in sector seven."
"And he wanted…?"
"Some people don't need a reason for visit, now where are we going?"
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"So then the plane's going down, and all the people are like 'ohhh ahhhh help us,' and the captain is all like, 'calm down, everyone,' and…."
School was over and Mir and Satra were discussing random things—shocker there; did Satra know how to talk about anything but random things?— when Hunter popped out of seemingly nowhere.
He tended to do that… A lot.
"Hey, Mir, that whole lights thing was pretty crazy, wasn't it, they need to get better electricians or something."
Mir smiled weakly, trying to back up slightly; behind Hunter, Satra—the American had somehow gotten in front of her—was laughing to herself. (Mir wondered what that was all about.)
"Uh, well…"
"So, did your sister do well at her auditions? I've been in drama productions before; I just like to do anything that's fun and…"
Mir suddenly REALLY didn't want to hear Hunter talk about himself. Grunting, she not-so-gently pushed him out of her way. "Excuse me, Hunter, I have to go." With that, she walked briskly out of the building and off toward Gwyn's school.
The little blonde could tell something was annoying her sister as she stalked up; Mir had that annoyed walk. So, flashing her 'don't be mad at me' smile, she ran up to Mir, taking the older girl's hand.
"Hey, sissies."
"Hey, Gwyn,"
They walked in silence for a while until the small blonde spoke again. "Are you mad?"
"No."
"You sound mad."
"Well, I'm—oh my GOSH!" In shock, Mir dropped her younger sister's hand her amethyst eyes growing wide.
"Huh?" Gwyn looked up at her sister, who was standing in shock, staring straight at a young man who was walking down the street. He didn't look very scary or anything, just a normal high school student with shaggy dark brown hair. He was walked with a slight hunch because of the weight of his backpack. The only thing odd about him was the fact that he almost looked like he was talking to himself. But all and all there really wasn't anything familiar about him. Gwyn wondered why her sister appeared to have seen a ghost.
Suddenly, the brunette grabbed Gwyn's hand pulling the younger girl out of her thoughts. "Let's get moving," she said, pulling her younger sister along as she ran toward their house. Gwyn followed her panicked sister, confused.
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"What are you doing?"
Emi's smile grew, but her eyes stayed shut. "It's going to rain."
Seto glanced up at the gray sky; the storm clouds looked ready to break at any moment. They were getting ready to leave the Kaiba Land work site, but Emi had randomly stopped walking and was now just standing with her hands outstretched.
"So?"
"So…." The sky opened up and the rain came pouring down, silencing any further conversation. Letting out a childish laugh, Emi started to spin around in the torrent. "So I love the rain!" she yelled over the rushing sound of water crashing down onto the earth. Seto just watched her as she completely soaked herself. He didn't stop her until she slipped on a puddle of mud. She almost fell, but the KaibaCorp president caught her before she could hit the wet ground. She looked up at him, surprised look on her pale face. Seto rolled his eyes from under his wet hair.
"Come on, let's go."
"Ok."
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Today was just not Mir's day.
Then again, it might just be this week. After coming home from school, both girls had made dinner and eaten most of it. When Fedha arrived, she ate the rest, then demanded Gwyn hurry up and do the laundry because she needed her white tank top cleaned. Gwyn had nodded and gone off to do it, but Mir was already ticked and hadn't liked the tone in which her step-sister had told her younger sister to do it.
"Why don't you just clean it yourself?"
Fedha rolled her eyes, putting her hands on her hips. "It's, like, Gwyn's job; why should I do her work? I have, like, plenty of other things to do."
"Oh, really? What? Call your boyfriend? If you persist in calling that thing a human."
"Like you even could get a boyfriend."
"Like I would, like, want one, if that's what they are, like."
Fedha snarled. "MOM! Mir's being a brat again!"
"What's going on in here?" Manon said walking into the dinning room,
"Mir's, like, picking on me and my boyfriend again!"
"Your boyfriend isn't even here," Mir muttered. Manon raised on eyebrow at her step-daughter.
"Were you making fun of Fedha?"
"I was just wondering why she couldn't clean her own darn clothes instead of making Gwyn do it."
Manon sighed as if having to explain something very simple to a very young child. "Because, Alei, that is her job, and you, my dear, are really trying my last nerve this week." Mir growled.
"Don't call me Alei."
"Don't growl at me, missy. You'd better shape up right now, or else."
"Or else what?! You're going to lock me up in the tower again?"
"Good idea, and you can sleep there!"
"Fine!"
Whirling around, Mir stormed off toward her prison with Manon right behind her, ready to lock the door when the brunette was inside.
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"Mir?"
The brunette turned around from her seat looking out the window to see Emi opening the door, holding blankets and pillows. The brunette quickly rubbed away a few tears as she smiled weakly at her older sister.
"The witch let you come up?" Emi smiled, walking over to the small couch, arranging the blankets so that it would be more comfortable. "By the looks of it, she wouldn't let you change her mind about me spending the night up here."
"No, sorry." Finished with the blankets, Emi turned to her sister. "Are you going to tell me what happened?"
"I just got mad at Fedha, and you know how Manon is always—"
"No, I meant about today. Gwyn said you were mad when you picked her up."
Mir sighed, blowing away a strand of hair. "It's nothing."
"By the way you acted today, I'd say not."
Rolling her amethyst eyes, Mir glanced back out the window. "Well, there's a lot, I guess. Part of it is this really annoying boy who keeps following me around and talking to me. Doesn't he have any other friends?! It's so annoying."
Emi chuckled. "So you have your own little stalker, do you. I don't blame him, you're such a pretty girl." Mir rolled her eyes.
"He's not so little and he doesn't shut up. Aren't stalkers quite and secretive? 'Cause if he's a stalker, he needs some stalker lessons or something, 'cause he's certainly not doing it right."
Emi shrugged. "I don't know how stalkers are supposed to act, since I've never had one. But is that really what was bothering you? Doesn't sound like something that would get to you this upset."
Mir bit her lip, glancing down at her feet, dread filling her as she remembered that day's events. "Well… remember how it was really raining today…?"
"Yeah…"
"Well, the electricity went out, and… it just startled me how dark it got, and… and I don't know." Emi smiled knowingly as she got up from her seat on the couch, walking over to her sister.
"It's ok, Mir, I understand."
Mir just sighed, leaning her head against the window, looking up at the ceiling. "I'll get over it someday," she whispered, more to herself than to Emi. The older girl shook her head, hugging her younger sister.
"It's ok if you never get over it, we're here for you."
Mir smiled back weakly, returning her sister's embrace. "Thanks, Emi."
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Uggg I know it's a mess at parts but it's almost 1:30 am and I'm tired and I'm sick and I miss my laptop!!! WAAAAA
I didn't get to save any of my files other then my homework so unless Kit has some of my next chapters you won't be seeing this story for a while.
Hehe sorry
Well on to better things!!! The REVIEWS!!
Claamchowder:
Can't you tell I miss the snow… -sigh- CA is pretty amazing but I do love snow. I think that Queen said she would but I could do something like every other chapter or something. Or send it to you both…. Who knows
Reiko The Awesome:
Hahah can't you see it!!! –love- his face never giving any emotion as the snow falls from his face XD of course Bakura would win!!! Mir's never really played anyone but herself. And you'll find out about their uncle
PB-Queen-101:
Hahah yeah it was like that when I lived up north XD
Awwww your bedtime story –heart- that makes me feel like a good writer :D I wish my life could be like theirs too… more then you know. Ok I'll try to fix that and make it more plain who's saying what. Heck yeah!!! I have this feeling Seto wants everything and gets mad when he can't XD. And I'm trying to cram as much Seto and Ryou time as I can in :D haha I'm not even sure what she is in the play… sadly since this story is more about Mir and with school I haven't really had time but I really should make something up for Gwyn shouldn't I. I'm so glad you like it!! The OK from my diehard fans is VERY important ya know. I'm not saying anything about her Uncle, you'll just have to find out. Seto IC is HARD but fun because I love him so much!!! To me it's more "what can I do to him and how would he react" Yes it is, and even if Mir has short hair there is a reason for that. –hint there's a reason I have flashbacks in every chapter- ohhhh Mistletoe huh… hummmmmmm ohhh ideas ideas ideas –laughs evilly-
Ari Saki:
HARA!!!! I'm so happy you found it!!! I love getting reviews from you!!! Ohhh I'll have to read it if I get time, collage sucks all my time out of me.
Well that's all from me!!! It's late and I'm tired so good night!!!
-Liz (Element-girls)