I sat in silence while disregarding the dispute that surrounded me; my thoughts were lost to the prospect of being forced to marry this man who evidently detested me in such a way it could only be rivaled by my own father's detest for me since my birth. As I pondered what would inevitably be my future life, or rather lack of life, I noticed the heated discussion that had once controlled the room had ceased, the only sound coming from my father who kept repeating my name, each time in a louder, harsher manner.
"Yes father?" I said inquisitively, not looking directly at him in fear of increasing his anger towards my existence.
He growled nearly silently, I could taste the venom that dripped from the words he spoke next. "I swear, sometimes I believe you are worthless, but, I assume by now that even your miniscule brain has had time to comprehend the situation by now. You will marry Mr. Kaiba in 6 months, there is no getting out of it, and from now until the wedding you are to reside within Mr. Kaiba's estate, best get used to each other's presence now than further down the line."
Bowing my head down towards the long, rectangular dining table, I mumbled, "Yes father, I understand."
With that being said, I slowly stood from my chair, the legs screeching under the strain of being pushed backwards. As I moved the chair into its previous position, parallel to the dining table, I could feel a set of eyes burning into my skin. As I took a step backwards, I slowly bowed the upper portion of my body, as a symbol of respect for my counterparts that still resided in a seated position at the table, I snuck a quick glance into the eyes of my future "husband". My simple glance turned into a stare that lasted for a lot longer than I anticipated, because as I turned my gaze towards Mr. Kaiba, I saw a look on his face that could only be described as pure hatred directed solely at me. With this look, I felt as if a sword had penetrated my thoracic cavity, had I not realized the predicament I had been placed under, I probably would have fainted under the invisible pressure building under his malicious stare. This intent look could only be described as lethal.
Slowly, but surely, I was able to release myself from his glare and walk, slowly, towards the door, which I hoped would release me from his gaze. As I closed the door silently behind me, I let out a gasp of air I hadn't realized I'd been holding. Leaning against the cherry wood doors, I attempted to catch my breath. With the closing of that door and the release of pressure, due to the lack of sapphire eyes burning undetectable fissures into my face, I was finally able to grasp the idea of my looming marriage to the man that had left me immobilized in a look of derision just moments ago. The prospect of living, marrying, and committing with the monster that was now in my dining room was terrifying. Unsure of what to do next I steadily walked the flight of stairs to my bedroom and collapsed onto my bed. Not even 20 minutes ago, I had been wide-awake, but that short encounter with that petrifying man had left me utterly exhausted.
However, my moment of relaxation was cut short due to a harsh knock on my bedroom door. I sat up and began walking towards the door to answer it, only to have it burst open causing a loud thump, that was caused by the force of the door colliding with the wall, to resonate throughout my room. In the entrance way stood my father with a content look on his face. Knowing my father, this satisfied look meant he had won the argument with my alleged future husband. He walked towards me, the look of disgust I knew so well returning to his aging face, becoming more evident with each step he took towards me.
"Kira, you are moving into the Kaiba estate tomorrow, I suggest you pack whatever little possessions you have that you cannot bare to part with. I am finally getting rid of your murdering ass and after the wedding ceremony, I hope to never have to lay eyes on your sorry face again. The car will be here to pick you up at 10 am so don't you dare be late. You will marry Mr. Kaiba, and I will not hear anymore on the subject, you have no choice in the matter. What you do with your life after the wedding and merger of Kaiba Corp. and N.I.T.E. I have no concern for, you will no longer be of any use to me. However, until the day you say, "I do" you will obey Mr. Kaiba and do everything he tells you and you had better not embarrass my corporation or me. Am I understood?"
"Yes father, completely" I state solemnly, looking at the floor, trying to hold back the tears that have been fighting to escape my eyes since the moment I realized I would be forced to marry a man whom I did not love, nor would ever be able to love, that same man who I was sure did not and could not love me in return. I continued to stare at the same spot on the floor, even as I heard my bedroom door slam behind my father and the sound of his retreating footsteps echoing through the halls of our estate. Once I could no longer hear his footsteps I fell to my knees, covering my face in my hands, and allowed my tears to silently wander the crevices of my face.