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I..I had to replace the last chapter-damn, that�ll teach me to do spell-checks at two-thirty in the morning(shakes head)!
Yes, I agree, in my story, Seto is one sick, demented bastard..but as they say, the line between genius and insanity is very thin. This chapter will put some light on how the great Kaiba�s mind works�before we return to the fun stuff: sex, gore, violence and all the wonderful, bloodied..ahum, sorry, nearly gave away the plot(bwahahahahaaa, what plot? There is no real plot it this story, mwahahahaaaaa..^^� )
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1. Gambling
*The eye
was following him.
Despite the
fact that he had managed to get out of his make-shift prison and could freely
walk about, the eye was always there, towing the maimed cadaver with it, as if
it were some kind of perverted robe.
It was
always there, watching, waiting-and when the opportunity came, it would hurt
him.
And he
knew, it was looking out to hurt his sister and friends, too. He couldn�t let
that happen. so, in return, he observed the eye aswell.
Never
letting down his guard, never letting it out of sight, barely blinking�*

�Very good,
Katsuya, and now move your legs a little faster-yes, excellent, that�s it!
You�re doing great!�
Shizuka
watched the PR-therapist, as he pulled Jou through the well-temperated waters
at the shallow end of the swimming pool. Her brother was rapidly recovering,
although he was still not conciously interacting with his surroundings.
Anno Koichi
frowned slightly, as he observed Jou�s efforts at swimming. He had been with
the boy from day one and, although surprised at this ones rather rapid
developments, he was worried.
Had the
blond previously been limp, more a rag doll than a human, he was now tense as a
drawn bow.
And then
there were those bruises, that just wouldn�t heal.
If he
didn�t know better, he would have sworn, they were hickeys, but who would-?

�I assure
you, Kikuchi-sensei, those haematomas are fresh, plus, several are on his
inner thighs and at the small of his back and the crook of his neck! There�s no
way he could have inflicted those upon himself! He�s usually so stiff, when I
come to train him, that I have problems even bending his arms. I doubt, he even
so much as flexes a toe, when he�s by himself.�
Koichi
regarded the doctor, who digested this piece of information he had received
from the therapist.
Finally,
Kikuchi-sensei nodded, and suggested:
�Write a
small note, a separate one, so we can keep an eye on this, until we have
further proof. For the moment, this remains strictly between the two of us. If,
and only if, the assaulter is one of his friends, we don�t want the
guilty one spooked.�
Anno
complied, grabbed a post-it note pad and drabbled down a few words. Then he
stuck the small paper between the cover and the last page of the folder
containg Katsuya�s medical history, before retrieving his equipment and jacket
and heading to his next patient.

Sneering,
Seto threw the briefcase into one and his coat into another corner. His laptop
was roughly placed on a random cupboard, as Kaiba stomped towards the living
quarters.
The meeting
had gone surprisingly bad. His counselor(or ex-counselour, as a matter of fact)
had left a loophole the size of Kyushu in the contract, and his bussiness
partners were more than eager to use this faux-pas to their full advantage.
Or, to put
it blunt, they had stripped him bare and left him standing in the rain.
Needless to
say, Seto was in a rotten mood, when he stormed inside the kitchen.
The only one
awaiting him was his warm-kept dinner. He lifted the lid to inspect the food, sniffed, narrowed his eyes, and tossed the entire set on the floor with a quick swipe of his arm, cursing and raging through the loud noise caused by the impact.
Moments
later, Mokuba came running, Honda, Yugi and Anzu hot on his trails.
The group
froze dead in their tracks, whe they saw Kaiba seething over the chaos.
Hesitantly, his brother asked:
�Uhh, Seto,
are you-?�
�No, I�m not
okay, understood?� yelled Seto. He realized, he was being unfair to his little brother, but he couldn�t help it. Waving a hand in the general direction of his had-been dinner, he roared:
�I told
that stupid dingbat of a cook, I wanted saut�ed Red Snapper with rice and mushrooms for dinner, and what do I get? Bonito! Bonito?!? How can you confuse that?!? Or does she think, I�m too dumb to recognize the difference? Do I appear to be brain-dead, or what?�
He panted;
his anger rarely got the better of him, but when it did, it threw him off-balance.
Anzu chose
that exact moment to pipe up:
�Uhmm,
actually, she did make a plate of Red Snappers for you, Seto.�
Mokuba
kicked her in the shin, hissing through clenched teeth:
�Shut up,
Anzu, nows not-� Kaiba�s head snapped in her direction.
�Excuse
me?� The brunette girl giggled nervously, playing with the hem of her jumper.
�Well,
there were so many dishes, and, mmh, I thought, it wouldn�t make a difference,
so I..ate�them�� She gulped, shrinking under Seto�s icy glare.
�You what?�
�Listen, I�m sorry, I really am, if I had known it was yours, I would have never touched it, honestly! It�s just, well, it was there, I was hungry, and so-�
�Get out�,
ordered Seto calmly. Anzu�s eyes went wide as saucers.
�W-what?�
she stammered, causing Seto to take a threathening step forwards.
His eyes
were sparkling with hatred, when he spat:
�I said,
get out of my house, you demented bitch! You have no idea how much you annoy
me with your consistant babbling, thoughtless behaviour and fake friendship
talk! I only let you come here because you�re Jou�s friend, although I have not a clue as to where he got that idea in the first place! Considering the way you treat him is so-demeaning!�
�Oh, and you
treated him better, ne?� yelled Anzu back, tears brimming her eyes.
�You
were the one who constantly put him down, insulting him back and forth by calling him, mutt, dog, welp, and so on! You always put him down; even when he faced the most dangerous situations, you just kept on trying to break his spirit! And the more he fought back, the crueler you became towards him, so who�s been demeaning, huh?�
Seto cast
her a long, cold glare, before pushing past her.
�That may
be, but I�m trying to make amends. Besides, unlike you, I never once claimed to
be his friend. Now, if you�ll excuse me, I have to go check on Jou.�
He sauntered out the kitchen, but stopped a after a few steps, and added over his shoulder:
�Oh, and
Anzu, when I return, I want you gone. Period.�
He resumed
his walk, the others staring at his retreating back, Anzu fighting with the tears, which threatened to fall.
Finally,
with a choked sob, she gave in to them and dashed down the hall towards the
main door, Yugi following her suit.
Honda and
Mokuba followed them with their eyes, before the brunet teen faced the young
boy and asked:
�Ok, what
the hell was that about? I can�t remember the last time I saw Seto get
this mad outside a dueling arena.�
Mokuba only
shook his head.
�I have no
idea. He�s usually only like this, when something important at work went
really, really bad.�
Honda
cocked a brow.
�What kind
of bad?�
�Stage-dive-without-an-audience
bad?� offered Mokuba, making Honda wince in sympathy.
�Ouch.�
�Ouch
indeed.�

Katsuya lay
there, unmoving, his eyes fixed on something in the distance.
Seto looked
down at the younger teen, elegant fingers playing idly with long, golden
tresses.
Mokuba had
been right about his brother having feelings for Katsuya, but was wrong about
their true nature:
Seto had
never had a crush on Katsuya, he was obsessed with him.
The very
moment he first set eyes on Jounouchi Katsuya, Kaiba was struck with awe. He
was taken by the blond�s sheer natural beauty:
The wild, unruly hair, the lean, yet powerful body, the fierceness in those honey eyes, the angelic tenor of his voice, echoing the fake machoism and true braveness accompaning his unrivaled willpower, fueled by his undying optimism�
He became
Kaiba�s greatest goal, aside of reclaiming his title as number one duelist of the world, and ironically, the one thing standing between him and his golden boy, was the same, that stood between him and his title:
Yugi Muuto.
He was Jou�s best friend, which made the short duelist�s enemies Jou�s enemies aswell.
Seto had taken to call Katsuya �dog names� in an effort to hint at his desire to claim Jou, knowing full well, his friends would consider them as simple insults. Only Jou had immediately heard out the hidden offer, and made no secret of what he thought about it.
Even if
they were rejections, at least he had his love�s undivided attention, and that
alone was worth the pain of being denied.
To be
honest, the only thing which had saved Seto from being branded as a love-sick dunce was his cold, uncaring demeanor towards everybody, especially Katsuya, because, had he been a �normal� person, people would have called him blunt:
The way he
always picked on Jou for no apparent reason, how he often accidentally bumped into the younger teen, using the short contact to rub his body against the blond�s gorgeous one..it was almost painfully obvious, that he wanted Katsuya.
And now, the core of his dreams was his to behold, with a few restrictions and obstacles, of course, but Kaiba had never been one to shy away from a challenge�
Seto
frowned.
He had absent-mindedly been flipping through Katsuya�s health chart and reached the last page, when something yellow drew his attention.
Attached to the dark-blue cover was a small post-it note:
�Further observ. o. mult. bruises-phys. abuse? K. Anno�
Only the faintest spark in his cold, blue orbs gave away the fact, that Seto�s brilliant mind was already coming up with a plan.
��
Yes, I�m working on it-honestly,
there is a plot, and it�s developing..very slowly. Ja ne!^
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