Illusions
Disclaimer: I don't own yugioh
Not much to say; only that I wanted to update another story but this one came instead. Short chapter, indeed! Anyway, long chapters take longer time for me, weeks, months? I don't know. But at least they're long, maybe I should try.
Serenity dropped the keys to her apartment on the small table beside the front door; then joined Mai who had already collapsed onto the sofa.
"You're letting all this crap that has happened in the last few weeks turn you into an emotional wreck"
Serenity opened her mouth to say something but snapped it shut at the sight of the violet glare. Instead, she tucked her legs underneath her, staring straight into the black screen of the silent TV.
"I'm not that weak; Mai!" Serenity said finally in a pitchy voice, before dropping it to a much low and steady tone.
"You don't get it; I wish I never met him." As she spoke, Mai stroke gently some of her auburn curls in a comforting gesture.
"But you know what's truly sad" she continued letting her eyelids droop "It's that I had these feelings for a while, I tried to deny them. Tried to push them to the back of my mind and act as if they never existed."
Mai felt the need to say something but Serenity's lips parted again:
"It's like the stars; we never get tried from staring at them in the dark night. They're so far, beautiful, unattainable yet soothing at the same time. But in reality, they're just huge balls of fire that will inseminate you if you get too close. And I'm just tired, tired for waiting for something that won't happen, I don't know what the future hides, all I know is that this situation is wrong."
A heavy silence descended.
"Still, I cannot picture myself with somebody else. I just can't."
Mai sighed, she understood her friend's turmoil, but Serenity was simply delusional. She has to accept the truth and handle it. Nevertheless, it wouldn't harm if facts were sugar coated sometimes.
"Sweetie, you don't have a bad taste. He's handsome, intelligent, a billionaire…" she could easily have gone on, listing the pros to being with a man like Seto Kaiba. "But no man is worth getting all worked up like that, and he's a jerk, arrogant…"
"He's got an ego the size of a KC blimp, too." Serenity interrupted, half joking. "I'm fine Mai; nobody dies of love these days."
"Besides, couching facts in sweet terms makes them even bitterer. Socially speaking, I'm beneath him so I can perfectly understand that if he's approaching me, he will be doing that for his own motives." Her frustration was obvious in the frown between her brows. "I'm simply not good enough!"
Mai sighed and shook her head, "Whatever you say Hun; though you can give him a hard time if you wanted to."
"And why should I waste my time? He's not worth it. Nothing happened, nothing changed; I'm moving on like planned."
Getting up, she straightened herself putting one hand to the small of her back, all the way rolling her head back and forth in an attempt to work out the kinks: "Next time I drive!" then disappeared into the kitchen.
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She flopped on her couch again and sighed. The clock behind ticked the seconds away, the only sound in the deep silence of her apartment. It was late; around ten pm. Mai and Joey had stayed for dinner, a gesture that generated a more than welcome distraction.
But now, a headache had already wrapped itself around her head. The day had been draining; physically and emotionally. Different coloured and sized shopping bags rested at her feet. She shouldn't have spent that much, most of the articles she bought will probably remain in her closet. She sighed again, walking slowly toward the window, standing there, watching the rivulets of water run down the pane, tracing their paths with her fingers.
So, instead of a warm bath, she opted for the cold rain.
"Shouldn't you have an umbrella if you're going to wander around in such a pouring day?" Serenity jumped at the sound of his voice. She turned to look at the tall figure of Mokuba Kaiba and took a moment to calm her suddenly thumping heart.
"Don't sneak up on me like that."
"Sorry. I thought you heard me." He popped open a large, black umbrella and pulled her underneath it. Serenity smiled in thanks before looking at him thoughtfully.
Mokuba quirked a lopsided grin at her: "I never said I wasn't going to try working my charms on you!"
Against her better judgment, Serenity laughed heartedly holding his gaze. Looking away, she closed her eyes trying to bring order to her scattered thoughts.
"Seto has always prided himself on being in control of his emotions, and keeping them in check. Letting your feelings affect your actions was a rookie mistake. Nevertheless, I can tell that he feels something for you."
That struck a chord in a way she never thought possible. Instead of the relief and ecstatic joy she always though she'd feel, she felt forgotten rage building up inside her. Nonetheless, she turned her pale face toward him, allowing him to see the hurt and sadness in her eyes. She could not bear the look of what she incorrectly identified as pity. She had never been that good at reading people, that's why she failed to grasp what Mokuba eyes were projecting, a mixture of concern and longing.
Finally, she settled for a more conservative wording when answering:
"Something is a vague word Mokuba; it could be anything." She nudged his arm with hers as they continued walking.
"If only you could open your eyes, you would find out that…many things" He trailed off, but again she failed to notice.
Instead, she gulped. Sadly, she thought she knew exactly what he meant: Duke and Tristan. Let alone her pathetic superior attempts to set her up with some corporate big shot. What if she wanted to be simply left alone; for the time being.
"I know, let's pray God that things will eventually lit up" she answered vaguely.
His body seemed to relax at this revelation, and his mouth curved into a slight smile.