Hey guys! Long time, huh? Well, Hannah did amazing as usual with the last chapter, so now it's my turn to upload a chapter! This chapter is SO exciting for the both of us. The plot is going to actually do something, yay! So, just sit back and enjoy!
Saeko bit down on her thumb angrily. Damn them, she thought in disgust. Damn them all! Alissa and Sakura! How dare they try to get in my way! She slammed her head down on the table in front of her and clutched her skull forcefully. Seeing that she was in the comfort of her home, she let out a loud scream in agony and frustration. They're like flies, no matter how many times I swat them away they keep coming back. No, they're worse than flies, they're maggots.
She lifted her head from the table and growled to the air around her. She grabbed her VCR remote and pressed the rewind button. The tape on the television screen rewound until it was just a typical scene of the young CEO sitting at his desk working. But then, she came in. She gave him his coffee and sat down on the couch. A few minutes later, she got up again and strolled over to the brunet. After conversing briefly, the couple's lips were soon locked in a passionate kiss. Saeko watched the tape angrily as her hand shook violently with the remote in hand. Suddenly, the remote was flying through the room until it collided with the television screen. There was a loud crash then a pop and a sizzle before the cracked screen went black.
She banged her hand down on the table and stared off at her wall. Her mind soon began spiraling in a spiral of thoughts. A scenario popped to the front of her mind as she began to elaborate on it. Perfect. She brushed the disheveled blonde hair from her face and sported a malicious grin. She stood from her kitchen table and traveled down her basement stairs. Once in the dark room, she strolled over to an empty corner where a cardboard box laid. She kneeled beside the box and opened up the flaps to reveal the contents within. She pulled out the equipment and looked it over carefully. This should do.
A maniacal giggle began to tremble at her lips until she was full-on laughing. She fell backwards onto the cool, concrete floor as she lay there laughing. She soon began to calm down until it was reduced to a mere chuckle. Watch out, you two. You're going to lose more than you expected soon enough!
xxx
Alissa groaned as she turned over in bed. She went to sit up, but crashed right back down onto her pillow when her head began to cloud with dizziness. Way to go bitch ass, you drank too many shots, she thought to herself. Although, the amount of alcohol she consumed didn't seem so bad the previous night; she had felt fine. But, as usual, she was met with consequences.
A knock soon came to the door and a magenta-haired male entered the bedroom. "Oh, you're awake." Alister said.
"Uh huh." Alissa replied lazily.
The fiery-haired male went over to the window and opened the blinds, causing sunlight to flood into the room. "Shit! Not so bright!" Alissa hissed before covering her face with the blanket.
"Sorry." Alister closed the blinds partially so it wasn't overwhelming, but some light still remained.
"Now go away, my head hurts. I want to sleep."
"You drank too much again last night, Alissa."
"No, Shit Sherlock."
"You really should stop that. It's not good for you."
"Oh my God, save the lecture until later! I can't focus when you're spinning around the room."
"I'm not spinning though. I'm standing right here."
"Yeah, whatever. My eyes say you're floating over the ceiling."
Alister shook his head. "Do you want a glass of water?"
"Please. My mouth is dying."
Alister nodded. "Okay, I'll be right back."
Alissa grunted and curled up in the covers. A moment later, the fiery-haired male returned with her water. He held it out to her. "Thanks." She said. She chugged down the entire glass in one gulp. She finished her water and shoved the glass back into Alister's hands. "There. Now leave me alone to sleep for the rest of my life."
"Alissa."
"Shut up! You're talking too loud!"
"Sorry." He said nearly whispering.
Alissa groaned as she turned over onto her stomach. She let out a low growl when she noticed that Alister was still in the room. She peered to him from under the covers and gave him an annoyed look. "Do you mind? I'm trying to get some damn sleep."
"I just can't help looking at you. Even hung-over, you still look beautiful."
"And now you expect me to sleep with that being said?"
Alister shrugged. "I just thought-"
"Shut your mouth and kiss me."
Suddenly, Alissa reached out and fisted his shirt, dragging him down to her. His lips were crushed against hers in a passionate kiss. Alissa mewled in approval when Alister's tongue delved into her mouth. She grabbed the straps of his tank top and pulled him down next to her on the bed. Their lips finally parted so they could catch their breath. As they exhaled, the air could be felt tenderly on the other's face.
"Alissa-" Alister started.
"Shut it." She interrupted.
The couple was soon caught in another heated kiss.
xxx
The mansion remained silent throughout the afternoon. Only one room within the place was active. In the game room, Mokuba sat in front of the television clicking his way through a level in his game, while Sakura was on the couch reading. She occasionally glanced up to him to watch his progress, but went back to her book seconds later. She scanned over each paragraph carefully before she was distracted once more.
"Oh yeah!" the ebony-haired teen shouted in triumph.
Sakura glanced up again. "Did you beat the level?" she asked.
"You bet! I'm glad too; it was a pain in my butt to beat."
"That's good." She smiled.
"Yeah! Hey, you wanna join me in the next level?"
She shrugged. "Sure."
She marked a page in her book and set it down beside her. Mokuba passed her the extra controller as she repositioned herself on the couch. The duo sat in silence for a few moments, just bonding over the clicking sounds from their controllers. The duo glanced over briefly upon hearing the front door slam from downstairs. Mokuba quickly went back to the game and glared to the screen. "Dang it! Why won't this guy die?"
"He has higher experience than you, remember?" Sakura replied.
"I still wish he'd be a little easier to land a hit on."
"Yeah."
The duo looked over once again to see the young CEO enter the room. He looked between the two briefly before setting down his briefcase. "Hi, Seto." Sakura said.
"Hey." He simply stated.
"How was work?" Mokuba asked.
"Hn, as expected, it was no less idiotic than any other day."
"Well, at least you're home though."
Seto merely grunted in response.
Sakura glanced to the clock hanging from the wall. "Well, at least you're home for dinner." She said. "What do you want to have?"
Mokuba paused the game and turned towards his brother. "Can we go out?"
Seto stared to his sibling. "Mokuba, you know how mindless public places are."
"But-"
"I said no."
"What's the harm in going out, Seto?" Sakura questioned.
"I'd prefer not to have my meal interrupted by brainless morons and the paparazzi."
"Then lose the trench coat and wear a disguise." Mokuba chimed in.
"I'm not lowering myself to silly disguises."
Mokuba frowned. "Please can we go out?"
"No."
"Seto." Sakura said.
"No."
"But Seto," Mokuba pleaded. "We never go out to eat!"
"So?"
"Do you really want me to live in such a sheltered way?"
Seto paused for a moment. Of course he didn't want his brother to be sheltered. He wanted him to have the freedom that he deserved. The brunet growled under his breath. "Fine. We'll go out."
"Yes!" Mokuba grinned. His guilt trap had succeeded.
"So, where should we go?" Sakura asked.
"Let's go to Burger World!"
"Okay. Is that fine with you, Seto?"
The brunet thought briefly. It couldn't be that she'd be there that night. It was highly improbable. Seto sighed. "Fine."
"Awesome!" Mokuba smiled.
"I'll go get my coat." Sakura said as she stood up.
After a few minutes, the trio entered the limo and made their way to the restaurant. Seto remained silent on the ride there, while Mokuba and Sakura engaged in small talk. The trio soon reached the restaurant within a half an hour and walked up to the doorway. Sakura glanced to Seto upon hearing his audible growling over being in a public area. She just shook her head as they went inside and were soon seated at a table. Seto scanned the area and noticed the occasion person look and point at him. Morons, he thought.
Mokuba glanced over his menu to look at his sibling. "What're you gonna order, Seto?" he asked.
Seto folded his arms firmly. "I'm not ordering anything."
"What?" Sakura looked up.
"I'd prefer not to repeat myself."
"I know. But, you need to eat Seto."
"No. I can't enjoy a meal with these idiots hovering over me."
"They're just going to stare and wonder more if they notice you're not eating." Mokuba added.
The brunet thought about this and then proceeded to groan.
"I'll just order something for you." Sakura said. "I know you won't want to engage in conversation with anyone."
Seto's gaze traveled over to her as he merely gave a slight nod. Moments later, their waitress came back to their table and took their orders. The woman glanced to the young CEO briefly before striding off to where she came from.
Meanwhile, a certain dark-haired girl stood backstage. She peeked out from the curtains and looked over the crowd she would be performing to. Her gaze stopped a particular sight. Is that-?, she wondered. She blinked multiple times to check if her vision was correct. No. Fucking. Way. What are they doing here?
She watched carefully as Sakura and Mokuba were laughing together in a conversation, while he sat there in silence. That dick! Why in the hell would he come here? And with her too! "Alissa?"
Alissa turned around to meet eyes with the guitarist in the band, Kyle. "Yeah, Kyle?" she questioned.
"Are you all ready for the next song?"
"Uh, yeah, I think so." She glanced back to the table she was previously looking at. A conniving grin soon set on her lips. "Actually, I want to change the next song."
"Oh, okay, which song then?"
"Let's do Never Again. Is that okay?"
"Gotcha. I'll tell the rest of the band."
"Alright, thanks." Kyle walked off while Alissa turned back to the crowd. Let's see how that skinny dick and his bitch like this one. Alissa grabbed her guitar and stepped up onto the stage.
Just then, their meals were placed in front of Seto and his companions. He poked at his food while the other two dove into their meals. Sakura offered a smile to the brunet before turning to the stage when the band stepped up there. Her heart stopped suddenly when she noticed the lead singer. Oh no, it's Tuesday. How could I forget? Alissa performs on Tuesdays. Seto noticed her staring and glared to the dark-haired girl. He growled loudly at the very sight of her.
Alissa gave a sick grin to the young couple. She turned back towards the rest of the crowd. "Hey, guys! I hope you're all doing well out there!" she tossed a lopsided look to the couple. "Now, this last song is for anyone who's ever encountered a cheater out there."
Sakura's heart dropped in her chest as she sunk lower into her chair. Seto looked to Alissa. Is she really so childish as to do this?, he thought.
Alissa strummed her guitar as the rest of the band began to pick up the beat.
"I hope the ring you gave to her turns her finger green.
I hope when you're in bed with her, you think of me.
I would never wish bad things, but I don't wish you well.
Could you tell, by the flames that burned your words?
I never read your letter,
'Cos I knew what you'd say,
Give me that Sunday school answer,
Try and make it all okay.
Does it hurt to know I'll never be there?
Bet it sucks, to see my face everywhere.
It was you, who chose to end it like you did,
I was the last to know.
You knew exactly what you would do,
And don't say, you simply lost your way.
She may believe you, but I never will,
Never again.
If she really knows the truth, she deserves you.
A trophy wife, oh how cute,
Ignorance is bliss.
But, when your day comes, and he's through with you,
And he'll be through with you,
You'll die together but alone.
You wrote me in a letter,
You couldn't say it right to my face,
Give me that Sunday school answer,
Repent yourself away.
Does it hurt, to know I'll never be there?
Bet it sucks, to see my face everywhere.
It was you, who chose to end it like you did,
I was the last to know.
You knew exactly what you would do,
And don't say, you simply lost your way.
They may believe you, but I never will,
Never again.
Never again, will I hear you,
Never again, will I miss you,
Never again, will I fall to you,
Never.
Never again, will I kiss you,
Never again, will I want to,
Never again, will I love you,
Never.
Does it hurt, to know I'll never be there?
Bet it sucks, to see my face everywhere.
It was you, who chose to end it like you did,
I was the last to know.
You knew exactly what you would do,
And don't say, you simply lost your way.
They may believe you, but I never will,
I never will,
I never will,
Never again."
Alissa finished her song as the crowd cheered to her, although she was met with frowns from one table. She tossed a cynical grin to the young couple before heading off stage. Sakura watched the dark-haired girl walk off stage and soon buried her face in her hands. Even though she wasn't directly called out during the performance, she still felt humiliated. Seto glared ahead of him as if in a deep frustrated thought. Mokuba looked between the couple and the stage, wondering what would come of the situation.
Sakura looked back up from her hands. "Why did she do that?" she spoke in a frustrated tone. "We didn't do anything to her."
"Clearly she's too stupid for her own good." Seto replied. The brunet soon stood from his chair and went to walk away.
Sakura rose from her seat as he suddenly made this gesture. "Seto? Seto, where are you going?"
The young CEO merely glanced back to her before grunting and continued walking. "Where do you think he's going?" Mokuba asked.
"I might have an idea." She watched as the brunet made his way backstage. "Mokuba, stay here, okay?"
"Wait, where-?" He didn't get to finish before Sakura was already running after the brunet.
Seto pushed past the curtain obscuring the backstage area from the dining crowd. He scanned the area to search for the dark-haired girl. He soon spotted her grabbing a bottle of water from a nearby table. He quickly approached her. "What the hell was that?" he asked sternly.
Alissa glanced to him before giving him a look that spoke she was less than pleased to see him. "You don't control my set, dick wad." She replied.
"Hn, I don't have time for jokes."
"Well, clearly you're an asshole who can't even take a joke."
"That mockery wasn't a joke. It was a disgusting display of arrogance."
"God, you're such a hypocrite!"
"Whatever. I'm not responsible for your nonsense."
"Nonsense?" Alissa scoffed. "My nonsense? God, you're such a fucking dick! You're the one who cheated on me, and you're calling my actions nonsense? Go fuck your-"
"Seto?"
The brunet turned to see Sakura coming towards him.
"Oh look, here's your bitch now." Alissa folded her arms in front of her chest.
Sakura caught Alissa's words in her earshot. "What'd you just say, Alissa?" she asked.
"I called you a bitch. Got a problem?"
Sakua was really starting to get annoyed now. "Alissa, you need to stop this! Why do both of us deserve this?"
"Because this Asshole over here is a fucking cheater. How long do you think he'll stay interested in a boring priss like you? You'll be gone even faster than he got rid of me."
"Alissa!" Seto warned.
Alissa looked to him then back to Sakura. "And you're chained to his side like you're his whore."
Alissa was soon met with a harsh and loud slap across her cheek. Her fiery emerald eyes looked to see that her attacker was Sakura. The brunette hadn't expected herself to resort to physical violence, but she felt it as an instinctive action of defense.
Alissa gritted her teeth as all she saw was red. The ebony-haired girl fumed in anger and sent a fist flying towards the brunette. Her punch soon made contact with Sakura's face as she fell to the ground. "Sakura!" Seto yelled.
Sakura seethed in pain as her hand reached for her nose. Her fingers made contact with a warm, red liquid dripping from her nostrils. Seto looked to her then glared daggers towards Alissa. "What the hell was that? How stupid are you? I could sue you for assault!"
"Hm, try me."
"I'm serious, Alissa!"
"Hey, that priss started it! She hit me first!"
By this point, some people came backstage and noticed the fight. "Last I saw, Sakura didn't cause injury to you." Seto replied.
"Alissa? What's going on?" Kyle asked as he approached them.
"Oh, it's nothing, Kyle." She replied.
Kyle soon noticed Sakura standing up with blood running down the hand gripping her nose. "Alissa, this isn't nothing! She's bleeding!"
"She started the fight! Go call security; I've had enough of them."
The young male slowly looked between the trio once more before rushing off to find the security guards. Seto looked to Alissa briefly. "Come on, Sakura, we're leaving." He said.
She slowly nodded and sent a glare to Alissa.
The ebony-haired girl crossed her arms in front of her chest. "Oh sure, go take her home so you can fuck her! Enjoy it while you can, Sakura! He'll be with another bitch by morning!"
The duo ignored her and walked back into the dining area. As soon as Mokuba saw them coming, he stared at them in concern. "Oh my God, what happened?" he asked looking to Sakura.
"Alissa did." Seto answered. "Now, let's go."
Mokuba nodded as the trio left the restaurant and entered the limo. Once the three of them were seated, Seto pulled out the first-aid kit from his hidden compartment. The bleeding from Sakura's nose had stopped, but her skin was still stained with blood. He pulled a wipe from the kit and handed it to her.
"Thank you." She said. She soon began to wipe the dried blood from her hands and from under her nose. Once she was cleansed, she looked back to Seto. "What is Alissa's problem? Why does she hate us so much?"
"Hn, don't trouble yourself with it. She's impulsive by nature."
"But, you just let her hit me!"
"I didn't let her hit you."
"Well, you didn't do anything about it!"
"I wasn't going to hit her back, if that's what you're inquiring."
"No, but you could've been a bit more proactive to the situation!"
"How so?"
"You could've at least made sure I was alright."
Seto pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. "You're being melodramatic."
"Oh, so my well-being is melodramatic now?"
"You know that isn't what I meant."
"No, you're acting like I don't even matter!"
"Don't be ridiculous."
"Then prove it."
Seto's eyebrow twitched. He had heard this same argument multiple times before when he was with Alissa. He let out a deep sigh. "I don't think I really need to explain myself."
Sakura glared at the brunet. "I've had enough of this." She turned towards the driver of the limousine. "Can you stop the car?" She asked. The driver obeyed and pulled to the side of the street. "I'm walking home from here."
"Sakura-" Mokuba started.
"Bye, Mokuba." She got out of the vehicle and shut the door behind her. The siblings peered through the darkness but still saw her run down her neighborhood street to her home.
The limo soon began driving once more. "You really did it this time, Big Brother." Mokuba said.
"Oh please, she's overreacting. I did what I could."
"It's not her fault, Seto. You should've explained that to her."
"Hn, whatever."
"But Seto-." The ebony-haired teen was interrupted by the soft ringing of his brother's phone.
Seto grabbed the phone from his pocket and placed it to his ear. "What?" he hissed. He listened carefully to what the person had to say then hung up. "There's been an emergency at Kaiba Corp. I'll need to head there immediately."
He instructed his driver to drop him off at Kaiba Corporation before Mokuba spoke to his sibling. "Do you know what happened?"
"No."
"I can go with you, right?"
"No, the driver is taking you home."
"But Seto-."
"That's enough, Mokuba."
Mokuba sighed before slouching back in his seat. After nearly fifteen minutes, they finally reached the large corporation building. Seto stepped out of the vehicle and watched it driver off before entering the building. The lights were off inside, but there was bound to be somebody still there. He entered the elevator and pressed the button to the top floor. The elevator dinged and opened its doors. Seto headed down the hallway and entered his office. He turned on his computer and sat down in front of it.
"Oh, hello, Mr. Kaiba."
Seto looked up to the blonde in the doorway. "Ms. Ichii." He greeted. "Where are the rest of the employees?"
Saeko placed a finger to her chin. "Hm, it seems that they've gone home already."
Morons, he thought.
"Do you need anything, Sir? Would you like some coffee?"
The young CEO nodded. Saeko turned and grinned to herself. She soon returned with a Styrofoam cup of coffee. She handed the cup to him and watched him carefully. Seto took a swig of the beverage and had to force himself to swallow it. It was the sourest coffee he'd ever tasted. He looked up and noticed Saeko was still watching him. He glanced to her once more and then looked back to his coffee. He somehow recognized the taste and scent of the beverage, but it wasn't just the coffee, there was something else. It almost tasted chemical.
The brunet immediately dropped the cup to the ground and tried to get himself to heave up the drink. The office around him began to spin faster and faster until he felt he couldn't stand any longer. He fell to his knees and looked up to Saeko. She gave a malicious grin to him and began to giggle. She watched as the brunet's glazed over then shut. Her giggle began to pick up volume as she kneeled down to his unconscious form. "I really hated to do this, Mr. Kaiba, but I just had to."
And there we go! Chapter six is done. This took forever to get around to because I have another story to manage and shit. But, that sounds kind of pathetic seeing how Hannah can manage four stories at a time. So… good for her! But, the drama and insanity was real here and it's exciting to see the plot moving! Anyhoo, just let us know what you guys think and Hannah will provide your reading needs next time. So until then, peace out.
