His eyes raced across the note in infinite loops, her name engraving itself into his eyelids.
Why her? Why now? What did she want? What did it mean?
Kaiba felt his heart shrink back into his chest, questions flooding his mind, drowning out any sense of logic.
He turned the note over in his trembling hands as if the answers were written somewhere in its confines, squinting harder at the text, his stomach churning when he realized it was written in what strongly resembled human blood.
A gentle creak and a low groan willed his eyes to part with the note, his hand instantly shutting itself around it, the thin paper crinkling in his palm.
"Good morning." Silver croaked weakly, although it sounded more like a question than a greeting.
Seto turned to find her sitting up on the couch, her eyes glazed with morning drowsiness, thick black curls tangled into an array.
He looked her up and down and simply nodded as a response, turning his attention back to the secretary. He heard Silver sigh, a tug of pride inching into his heart at how easily he exasperated her.
Taking two slim fingers, he wrapped his hand around the secretary's wrist, attracting her gentle pulse towards the flesh of his hands.
"Is she alright?" Silver asked in a low voice as she walked towards him.
"I'll have a medic examine her." He responded, softly placing the woman's hand back on her chest.
Muffled noises filled the air, a distant voice announcing the day's tasks through an intercom, pitting the realization to the teens that the work day at the company had already begun.
Both their eyes traveled the impeccable white walls resting on the clock that marked quarter past nine.
"What are we going to do?" She asked after the announcements ended, turning to face Kaiba.
His eyes snapped instantly towards her, his mouth curled into a frown of disbelief.
"We?" He asked raising his voice to underline his doubt.
"Since when are you an interested party?" He said in a defying tone.
Her lips parted agape, eyes igniting with rage as her body sprung instantly closer to the CEO, rapid fiery steps stopping only inches away from the taller teen.
"Since when!" She half shrieked. "Since you stole a sheet from my record!"
Kaiba stood motionless in front of her, his eyes displaying his lack of interest in what she had to say.
"You know what your problem is?" He finally growled after long seconds of dissipated silence, narrowing his gaze.
"My problem?" She yelled, snatching the words from the CEO's parted lips.
"I'm not the one who has to spend lunch alone because no one has even the courage to approach you, and I'm not the one being haunted by Lord knows what!"
Her chest rose and fell violently, her breaths like embers that flew from a growing fire.
"You know what else?" She said taking a deep breath and a single lethal steps towards the CEO, the warmth of their bodies mingling.
Her silver orbs narrowed, imitating a glinting pair of knives, stabbing Kaiba's eyes.
"I'm glad you've seen the sheet and I'm glad you know your parents were murderers." She said, snarling the last word, mirroring the venom he so often laced into his words.
The stoic expression on Kaiba's face broke instantly, giving away to a raging fury striking his features.
"What the Hell do you think you're talking about." He seethed in a trembling whisper, his anger sparking into his words, into his trembling lips and eyes. His fists clenched until becoming white, like iron in a fire.
Silver grinned darkly, like black clouds smothering the shining moon on a dreary night.
"I knew you wouldn't have the courage to read it." She whispered, taunting the anger in Kaiba's mind until it spiraled into a blind dementia, his insides running rampant.
"Well then, I don't wanna be the one to spoil it for you." She mocked, turning on her heel and exiting the room, leaving a livid Kaiba behind.