Twelve signs | By : Fel5 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > General Views: 5132 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Sun, fun, and nothing to do-no really, this little piece of fluff is nearing its end. Now, now, don't cry, there's still one more chappie to go. So read, enjoy and remember to review.
Arigato!^^
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11
Finally, after nigh on two weeks of arguing, discussing, negotiating, threatening and(occasionally) yelling, everything was settled.
His other projects were all running smoothly, and for once, Kaiba found himself with nothing to do.
Well, nothing that requiered his immediate attention or couldn't be handled by either his secretary or FEO.
So, when Mokuba came and asked for permission to go to the public pool, Kaiba surprised him by not only allowing it, but actually joining him. This way he could also test his new Honda S-2000.
The white-blue hood of the parked car glistened in the sun, as Kaiba and Mokuba flashed their season cards at the entry and were instantly heralded by a young lad, who carried two lounge chairs and a large parasol with him.
The place was full, but not too, and people automatically cleared place, once they recognized the young CEO.
Soon, an agreeable spot was found, and the two boys settled.
Seto relaxed in his chair and sent his brother along to play with the other kids while soaking up some sun.
Lazily gazing at the cheerfull people, the lush green trees and blue sky, Seto felt his eyelids drift closed, as a comfortable tiredness overtook him. Donning his shades, he yawned, as he began to doze off-just to shoot up with a yelp, when something soft, wet and considerably icy landed on his sun-kissed belly.
Loud laughter drew his attention to a couple of teenagers nearby.
Yugi-tachi!
Seto grit his teeth in frustration.
"And to whom, oh pray tell, do I own this rather unpleasent experience?"
As expected, a mop of blond hair almost touched the grass, when Jou gave a curtsy.
"Heh, sorry 'bout that, but it was just too temtping to resist. No hard feelings, ne? he
chuckled.
"Oh, believe me, I will not harbor any kind of negative emotions, stated Kaiba, as he let the soaked towel plop to the ground and rose, once I have maimed and KILLED you!
He shot towards Katsuya, who gave a short "eep!", then ran for his life, Seto hot on his
trails.
Jou was a fast runner, actually one of the fastest at school, but Kaiba had longer legs.
Yet, the blond would have probably escaped him, if not for the fact that he had to dodge around people in order to prevent a crash. An obstacle, Kaiba didn't have to overcome.
"Gotcha!" he roared, as he leapt and tackled Katsuya.
"Kaiba, wait-!" yelled the blond teen-
SPLOOSH!
Seto cringed and loosened his grip on Jou, when the cold water contacted with his heated skin. Though his hold only lessened for a split second, it was enough for Jou to twist out of the deathlock and swim out of harm's reach.
Kaiba tried to grab his ankle, but only got his hand kicked away in the effort.
The sun set behind the horizon, when the Kaiba brothers finally made their way towards the exit, each one lost in his own thoughts.
With a sigh, Mokuba finally turned to his brother and said:
"Thank you, nii-san."
Seto cocked a questioning brow.
"For coming along and spending time with me. I know, you're always very busy and everything, but still" his voice dropped to a whisper, I wish, it could be like this more often."
The CEO felt a small pang in his heart at his brother's saddened tone, but before he could reply, Mokuba shot him a cheerful grin.
"Hey, after all, you got to have fun, too, didn't you? Come on, I know you enjoyed yourself."
Reflecting a moment on the day's events, he reluctantly answered:
"True, I must admit, I had a rather pleasant afternoon, mostly because I managed to teach the mutt a few lessons."
"A few lessons? Seto, you like, dunked him eight times and threw the volleyball twice straight in his face!" laughed Mokuba, making his elder brother smirk.
"Yes, and to be honest, that was the most satisfa-"
"Kaiba-sama? Pardon me, Kaiba-sama, but there was something being given to me to hand over
to you."
Puzzled, Seto stared at the girl behind the counter at the entry. She was quivering in fear, as she held out a small parcel.
"A-a little girl brought me this, saying that-that a pretty girl gave her this along with a five-hundred Yen, so I-I would hand it over to you Sir. Douzo sumimasen."*
"Thank you", replied Kaiba automatically, as he reached out and took the offered package.
He had the feeling, he already knew, what it was.
Walking back to the parking lot, Seto opened the parcel to find the suspected letter along with a smaller, sealed card.
Opening the larger wrapper first, he let his eyes roam the page.
And stopped dead in his tracks.
Tired with all these for restful death I cry,
As to behold desert a beggar born,
And needy nothing trimmed in jollity,
And purest faith unhappily forsworn,
And gilded honour shamefully misplaced,
And maiden virtue rudely stumpeted,
And right perfection wrongfully disgraced,
And strength by limping sway disabl'd,
And art made tongue-tied by authority,
And folly, doctor-like, controlling skill,
And simple truth miscalled simplicity,
And captive good attending captain ill.
Tired with all these, from these would I be gone,
Save that to die, I leave my love alone
'Kami, no! She's not going to hurt herself now, is she?'
"Seto? Seto, what's wrong? What does it say?" urged Mokuba, as he noticed his brother
pale.
This one only shook his head.
"I'm not quite sure Mokuba, but it does not sound very pleasant."
"Maybe there's an explanation inside the card?+ offered his younger sibling.
Blinking, Kaiba stared a the folded, thick sheet, before tearing it open.
He read and gasped.
Next Friday.
The park.
By sunset.
Alone.
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One more to go, folks. C ya round!^^
*Hope, Igot this one right, I'm the worst pupil my Japanese teacher ever had..!^^'
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