A/N: Here is a chapter with more dialogue and less puzzling abstract paragraphs describing the psychological confusion of (Your Name). Do keep in mind that I am trying to create that effect, so don’t worry if you did not understand some of the previous chapters, especially the first part of Chapter 6. It was intended to be like that
You are supposed to be confused after all! I do usually add some explanations in my author’s notes just to give you a heads up. So look for those if you’re curious ☺ Anyways, I have included a few lame-ass jokes in here because who doesn’t like lame-ass jokes and I wanted to add some lighter moments since the previous chapters were filled with lots of heavy stuff! Enjoy!Ch. 7 : Connection to the Dragon Man
“Well, I guess this is it.”
It was there you stood, eying the magnificent structure that stood tall before you. It was constructed with outrageous amounts of glass, which brimmed in the setting sun. The sky was coloured a deep red and orange, which only served to act as dramatic backdrop for the sight in front of you. The crystallized skyscraper glistened like a gigantic polished diamond in the center of Domino City, symbolizing the home of the wealthiest corporation the city had to offer. This was Kaiba Corp in all its pride. Funny. It quite reminded you of the person who owned this building, not that you knew much about him, but let’s go off a list of his most notable traits you had gathered from your encounter with him. Tall. Arrogant. Conceited. Egotistical. Pompous. Rude. Cold. Inconsiderate. Stupid. Well, not exactly stupid, but stupid in the sense he was just plain… RUDE! Yes, his rudeness must be emphasized and truth be told, even mentioning it twice did no justice to his true impudence. Perhaps if he tried to refrain from being the biggest ass in the world, maybe you would rethink your evaluation of him.
While you were in class with him, he refused to discuss the project simply because he had ‘better things to do’ on that fancy laptop of his, and at the off-chance he actually did listen to your ideas, he would state that your ideas were ludicrous, underdeveloped and needed to dig further into the intellectual aspects of the topic. That jerk with his big words and complicated plans! How was one supposed to do that when there was no topic chosen to begin with? Just thinking about what happened in class a few hours ago made you vexed as you recalled your conversation with the mean egotistical self-adoring CEO jerk.
After spending half an hour deciding on a topic, you’ve decided to bring it up to Kaiba as he made no move to talk about the project. You were assuming that he left the topic choosing up to you. Either that or he could simply care less about the project at all. Hopefully, it was the former. It was a pairs project after all as much as you disliked being paired up with a certain snappy blue-eyed someone. Well, you had to make it work somehow. Maybe all it took was for you to make the first move and take the initiative.
“So, I was thinking… what do you think about Ancient Egypt?” you chirped.
You awaited a response, only to be met with silence. There was no answer. Looking up from your textbook, you eyed Kaiba, wondering why he did not respond to your suggestion. As you observed his features, you noticed his eyes were focused on his laptop as he was disregarding your existence entirely.
He just ignored you.
Or maybe he just did not hear you?
“Erm, hello Kaiba. I was just—“
“I heard you. It would not kill you to further elaborate on what you mean by that and also have a solid plan before you start spewing underdeveloped suggestions,“ he said, his eyes never leaving his laptop, “I do not have time for things like that. So, find a suitable topic while having a plan that will follow suit.”
“I was just suggesting a topic,” you said, staring at him, astounded at his abrasiveness. You knew he was somewhat of a jerk thanks to his reputation, but this was too much.
“What’s a topic without a plan? You sat down for thirty minutes staring off into your books and all you’ve come up with is ‘Ancient Egypt?” he criticized, “If you were working for me, you’d be the kind I’d fire in an instant.”
Well, that was harsh. For crying out loud, this was a freaking high school project. You understood that Kaiba might be high on the intellect, considering he was running his own fancy billion dollar company, but this?! What did Kaiba think this was? The both of you were in school, not some meeting for a business proposition. To hell with his complicated procedures! It was about time he stopped expecting so much.
“Well Kaiba, we are working on this together. I need you to tell me what you think about this topic before we can move on with the planning. I was thinking we should decide on something first, so that we would be on the same page,” you said, trying to keep your cool as you reasoned with him.
Kaiba looked at you as though you were just astoundingly stupid. Did he not make it clear? If one wanted to collaborate with him, one needed to be prepared with an idea that had a plan to boot. To Kaiba, it was the same in business, school or daily life. Who would ever be interested in investing in an idea with no substantial plan to back the formation of that idea? Not him. It was a simple notion. If one were smart, one would go by that conception. Well, if there was no plan, he definitely was not buying your idea at all.
“I refuse to engage in pointless chatter. Until you’ve come up with something more specific, you’re on your own. I have better things to do,” he said frankly as he packed his belongings into his briefcase before slamming it shut.
“Hey what are you doing? There’s still 30 minutes of class left!”
“Be at Kaiba Corp, 5:30 sharp, and you’d better have something worth discussing about. If not, don’t bother coming by,” he said before standing and leaving towards the classroom door.
That arrogant pompous vibe radiating of him - which screamed loud echoes of his being a 'major asshole' - put even the authoritative teacher that stood in front of the class to shame. The teacher decided against stopping Kaiba, and you were left sitting in your seat with half an hour to think of an idea that would suit his royal majesty’s liking.
After thinking about that brief flashback, you found yourself sighing in annoyance as you watched the busy human traffic coming in and out the building. Having no idea on where you were to wait for Kaiba, you sighed again as you contemplated on whether you should enter the building or not. Even if you did choose to enter, you doubted that security would allow you in, let alone meet him. A sigh soon escaped your lips as you ultimately decided to wait outside.
“How are we supposed to work on our project with all these suits running around? This must be Kaiba’s idea of a joke. This is barely a place to be working on a school project,” you mumbled subconsciously as you stared at the doors of Kaiba Corp in hopes of catching a glimpse of the brunette man soon.
It was not long before you were soon brought out of your stupor when you heard someone calling out to you.
“Hey, (Your Name)! Still waitin’ on that Kaiba, huh?” you heard someone say in a familiar strong Brooklyn accent.
That accent was unmistakable. Turning to your side, you noticed a certain friendly blonde with his group of friends approaching you.
“Poor (Your Name). Kaiba isn’t someone I’d want to work with either,” Tristan mentioned teasingly.
“Geez thanks,” you muttered before asking, “what are you all doing here anyways?”
“Nothing much. Just passing through and heading back to my place. By the way, we were worried that you never showed up to class yesterday,” Yugi responded before voicing his concerns.
“Oh that!” you exclaimed nervously, “I just caught a small cold! Nothing major,” you lied with a big false grin on your face, dismissing his concern. What could you tell them after all? That you met your ancient alter ego that claimed you were some ancient Pharaoh’s key to saving mankind and that you also met a maniacal Bakura who could have captured your soul with the huge piece of jewelry he wore around his neck. Maybe if it were more believable, it would be worth sharing.
Everyone else seemed to have bought that lie, but unbeknownst to you, not everyone did. Yugi did not seem to completely believe your simplistic answer, but he decided against questioning it for now.
“Well, we're glad that you're alright! You should come over to Yugi’s with us more often,” Teá offered in part of Yugi and the gang.
Just as you were about to reply, you finally noticed a looming figure approaching from behind the glass doors. You observed as a familiar blue-eyed individual stepped out just in time as the double doors open to reveal his looming form. The gang, however, seemed unaware of this. Joey immediately added on to Teá’s suggestion when you emitted no response.
“You should, (Your Name)! Then, I could show some of my awesome dueling strategies to you, since you're a beginner and all! But I guess for now, we know you have to spend hours working with that dragon man! Hah get it?! Like dragon lady, but dragon man instead?! And Kaiba likes dragons too. Man, I’m good!” Joey exclaimed proudly with a cheeky grin on his face, unaware of the presence that stood behind him.
Speak of the devil.
“I told you to drop by, but I don’t remember inviting the geek squad and their puppy dog here. Someone needs to call the pound before this fleabag causes a nuisance.”
Everyone turned around to face the owner of that voice. It was none other than Seto Kaiba, but anyone could have known that from hearing the condescending nature of his voice.
“Hey, you wanna fight, rich boy?!” Joey yelled out.
Ignoring Joey’s angry calls, Kaiba walked past Joey before averting his gaze to you.
“Hello, Kaiba. So, you finally decided to personally come get me?” you said mildly annoyed.
“Don’t flatter yourself,” he said as he looked at you with eyes that said that he would have left without you if you were not here on time. Without wasting any time, Kaiba walked past you without a word and advanced towards the black vehicle that awaited him.
Momentarily forgetting about the group beside you, you yelled out at Kaiba.
“Hey, where are you going?!” you yelled out, not moving an inch, confused at where he was going.
“Are you just going to stand there? Get in the limo before I decide to leave without you.”
Guess the both of you were not working in his office after all.
Your eyes darted towards the group that stood beside you. You noticed that Yugi’s countenance was no longer the innocent one; rather he became ‘serious Yugi’ again. This merely further reminded you of the events that happened a couple days ago and the questions you had circulating your brain; but that must be put on hold. You broke your gaze away from the magenta-eyed duelist before looking at the group as a whole.
“I’m sorry. I have to go before a certain someone decides to leave me. I’ll see you all soon. Bye,” you bid with a small smile.
You sprinted towards the limo and entered after Kaiba. Upon entering the limo and fastening your seat belts, you were soon brought into an uncomfortable silence. By then, Kaiba had pulled out his trusty laptop and had given his full attention to the screen in front of him. You thought about breaking the silence and maybe talk about some ideas, but perhaps this would not be the best time to discuss the project.
“Well, are you going to talk about what you’ve come up with or are you just going to sit there all day?”
Well, guess it is time then. So much for showing some consideration to that busy jerk.
“As I said earlier, I propose Ancient Egypt...” you said before pausing to look at his expression.
He raised an eyebrow at your suggestion, but said nothing as if it was a cue for you to elaborate on your suggestion.
“We could put a PowerPoint presentation together and have different subtopics in each slide. I was thinking we could do an intro to the geographical structure of ancient Egypt, and then, move on to discuss the life of a typical Egyptian while also touching on the lives of the Pharaoh and his court officials. And towards the end, I’d like to have a special slide discussing ancient Egyptian relics and the topic of life after death.”
Silence soon followed as you finished stating your suggestion. This was not surprising, considering Seto Kaiba was not a man of many words. But when he did speak, it was usually retorts and criticism of a condescending nature. Hell, even his silence was condescending!
You rolled your eyes. Enough was enough. You had wrecked your brain, thinking of a plan all on your own while he did who knows what! Fully understanding that he had his own business to run, you also thought that he should be carrying his own weight on this project! A few suggestions from him would not hurt and you were more than happy to welcome suggestions that would contribute to the project, not hard empty criticism on your efforts.
“And what’s so ridiculous about that? I don’t see you contributing,” you said, finally losing your courteous tone.
“Life after death? How old are you? Five? Those are just fairytales. Focus on facts.”
“Well, the ancient Egyptians believed in life after death,” you retorted, refusing to drop the topic.
“They were ancient people for a reason.”
“And what are you trying to imply?” you questioned, unbelieving of his attitude.
“You do realize they believed in legendary myths and fairy tales with no real evidence. If you would only focus on the rational aspects like their prominence in trade and business– “
“Shut up, non-believer!” you said melodramatically in a half attempt to crack a joke while ultimately trying to shut him up. Yes, the non-believer portion was pretty redundant besides creating some drama and jest, but your methods should not be questioned. After all, it was pretty effective when the person you were up against was an ostentatious individual who would not shut up when he was trying to get his point through. Well, seemed like that mini outburst did manage to shut him up; maybe now he would allow you to speak.
Actually, big mistake. Seto Kaiba was not one for jokes. Take that down as a mental reminder next time.
Kaiba’s glare never once wavered and if his eyes could burn holes into your own, consider yours barbequed, very well-done. Further emphasizing the intimidating air, he paused for a moment almost as though it was in effect to intimidate you.
“Do not interrupt me when I’m talking.” Despite his monotonous voice, you heard the threatening nature of his command seeping through every word he said.
“It was just a joke, Kaiba,” you stated simply with both hands up in defense, but decided to get down to business and change the subject, as that glare he gave you was quite menacing, “But in all seriousness, hear me out. I do strongly believe that adding the mythology and folktale aspect to the project would be something important and interesting to add. Facts are all arguments that already have scholarly evidence supporting them. Where’s the excitement in learning what we already know? You said we have to dig deeper. Well, this is it. We are digging beyond facts and exploring what scholars themselves are exploring in the field of history,” you convinced.
Again, there was silence. You stared at Kaiba and he stared back, his hard gaze never wavering for even a second. But you knew that this time, he was actually considering what you said.
‘I don’t have time for this and I certainly don’t have time for this fool,’ the blue-eyed businessman though before deciding that he was better off allowing a small concession to the rambling imbecile in front of him.
“Hmph. Do what you want. But that information must be in a single slide, not more. By the chance that the slide is filled with utter nonsense, I will have it removed completely with no opposition whatsoever.”
It sounded very much like a negotiation, despite not being able to lay your own conditions; but that was as good a deal you could hope to get from Kaiba. You really did want to include that information in your project, mainly because this was the perfect opportunity for you to research the origins of your ancient spirit and get some leads about the crazy occurrences that had been transpiring for the past couple of days. Maybe then you could decide for yourself whether such ‘fairytales’ were real. However, Kaiba did not need to know all that.
“Fine. I accept, Kaiba,” you replied.
“Good. You’re catching on. Guess you’re not as stupid as I thought,” he replied, pleased that there was no opposition to his conditions.
“Watch it, Kaiba!” you yelled, tired of his insults only to have him ignore you again.
Typical. Well, if you were to work with him, you might as well start getting used to it.
Silence soon dawned upon the two of you after that conversation ended. The only thing that could be heard was the soft dull hum of limo’s engines and the smooth sounds of wheels turning. Buildings passed by as you watched through the dark tinted windows. Soon, the limo stopped outside a middle school around that area.
That’s right. Where was Kaiba taking you anyway? That was when you decided to ask.
“Hey Kaiba, where are we even going anyways?”
As soon as you asked your question, the doors on your side of the limo flung open and that was when you were met with metallic grey eyes. It was a young boy with messy dark tresses flowing down his shoulders.
“Hi, big brother!” he yelled out as he had a huge smile plastered on his face, but his expression soon changed to confusion when his eyes met yours.
“Wait, who are you?” the young boy in his early teens asked.
“Um, hello, I’m (Your Name). I’m Kaiba’s classmate,” you mentioned almost uncertainly, pointing to Kaiba when you mentioned being his classmate.
“Mokuba, get in,” his older brother commanded in an impatient tone.
After hearing his big brother’s voice, he was reassured that you were not a random stranger and hopped onto the seat beside you before turning to you with a big grin.
“Oh hi! The name’s Mokuba! That’s odd! Seto never really invites friends over,” Mokuba states, eying you and his brother inquisitively.
“She’s not a friend,” Kaiba reassured fimly.
“Ouch,” you muttered softly in sarcasm.
Mokuba chuckled at your exchange with Kaiba before he moved on to a different topic to talk about.
In time, you and Mokuba were talking ceaselessly about whatever topic he brought up. This kid proved to be extremely easy to talk to and you really did appreciate that, considering his brother was a total anti-social uptight jerk. Speaking of the devil, you noticed the deepening frown that formed on his lips.
“So Mokuba… Not to be rude, but is your brother always such a…. you know…. an ass?” you asked, unsure if it was perhaps too rude but who cares? Kaiba was rude to you every single time he decided to say something.
Kaiba just glared at you. “Language, you dimwit.”
Rolling your eyes, you muttered: “Mind my language. I just couldn't find any other words to describe you.”
Despite that, Mokuba disregarded Seto’s warning and responded, “Yeah, I guess he can be an ass to some people! But he’s been kind to me.”
“Oops, sorry, Seto! ” Mokuba laughed sheepishly before adding, “But no, I don’t appreciate you calling him that. My big brother is just not someone to be messed with, so I guess people find him intimidating or the three letter A-word.”
Spoken like a true Kaiba. Man, must Kaiba be proud at how his brother looked up to him.
“Alright, I guess I could take that for an answer,” you replied, deciding against bashing Kaiba any further. For now.
It was not long before the three of you arrived Kaiba manor. Looking out the limo’s window, you stared in awe as the automatic gates opened upon the limo’s arrival. The gardens were beautifully constructed with neatly trimmed bonsai trees and the variety of flowers, bushes and landscaping amazed you. The Kaiba mansion itself stood lavishly constructed with intricate details embedded in the building, and it made the overall construction of the place quite marvelous. As you spent your time awe-struck at gazing at the many riches the Kaiba brothers possessed, the limo has halted to a stop and the boy beside you threw the door open before bouncing of his seat.
“We’re here, (Your Name)! Come on out!” Mokuba called out, beckoning you out of the limo.
Kaiba had long exited from the other side of the limo when his chauffeur opened his door. You stepped out the limo before timidly walking over as you stared at he magnificent entrance before you. It was then a wave of nostalgia hit you.”Why does this seem so familiar?”
you asked yourself in your head.
It was definitely the first time that you ever been here. You had never once set foot near this part of town anyways, so why was it that something about this seemed so familiar? Was it the huge double doors that stood tall? Or was it the magnificent pillars that framed the door on each side? No, you had never seen this building before; that much was for sure. Maybe it was not the place that you were familiar with, but the atmosphere. But still, it did not make any sense. No matter how much you tried to recall a memory that you might have had associated to this place, you found none. Finally, you shrugged it off, walking through the double doors as you ignored that nagging familiarity you had with your current situation.
Surprisingly, working with Kaiba seemed to be going well enough. The work had been evenly split between you and Kaiba, and the both of you were now in his study, separately working on your respective roles. You two were stationed far apart from each other, but you doubted that there was a need to sit close anyways, considering both your parts were set in a way that barely needed to be any teamwork at all. Even if that was not the case, Kaiba did not seem like the type who would appreciate any teamwork effort.
Initially, Kaiba was rather domineering in terms of the organization of the entire project and who was to do what, but when you were left to do your own task, he mostly left you alone do handle your part; for that, you were grateful. You thanked the higher heavens for that. In all honesty, you though it was going to be much more difficult working with him, but so far so good.
“How much do you have left?” he suddenly voiced abruptly.
“Sorry, what was that?” you asked, looking up from your own laptop screen.
“My part is complete. You should be finished yours right around now.”
Your jaw dropped while your eyes widened upon hearing what he just said.
“Already?!” you exclaimed in surprise.
It had only been two hours since you had started working on it, and Kaiba had managed to complete his part in a couple of measly hours?! Unbelievable. At your exclamation, Kaiba looked toward you for an answer, but there was no need for a verbal answer. Your expression clearly gave away that you were not close to being done. Kaiba’s scrutinizing eyes glared at you before he sighed and rubbed his temples in annoyance, a gesture that certainly did not go unnoticed by you.
“Have that done right away. You are not leaving until you have it all done.”
With that, he rose from his seat, leaving you alone in his study.
For a moment, you thought that Kaiba looked extremely tired. Call yourself crazy, but for some reason you felt no resentment towards him despite his final command. If anything, he had been a little bit more civil to you than he had been in school, although you would hardly call forcing someone to work with no break civil at all. Actually, screw that thought! Who did he think he is?! He could not just confine you here and expect you finish a project that was to be due in a month from now? He was definitely a slave driver; there was no questioning that. He could slave drive himself al he wanted, but what about you? You could not match up to his speed! Maybe you should leave, although leaving this mansion might prove a daunting task since you had no idea how to navigate around Kaiba mansion. Not to mention, he left you here alone.
You were alone.
Your thoughts drifted again. Lately, that was what usually happened. Your thoughts drifted as random nostalgia and feelings seem to emerge out of nowhere, effectively altering your mood.
Now this loneliness was bothering you. You did not like this feeling. What was this? This lonely feeling. It seemed all too familiar that it just did not make any sense at all.
“I want Seto here,” you heard those very words leave your lips.
“What the hell did I just say?” you voiced aloud, slapping a hand over you head before shaking your head to get that stupid thought out of your head.
Those words just came out, but in all honesty, you could not have meant that. Your brain was simply not in sync with your speech.
Ok. You were officially insane. AWOL. Crazy in the head. You barely knew the guy. In fact, you knew nothing about him. Today was the first time you actually talked to him or interacted with him in any way. Although it was true that he was attractive – there was no denying that – his personality traits were definitely not impressive at all. You would have a better chance having a crush on Ryou Bakura, before he went psychotic of course.
But then, it hit you. Your mind drifted to think about the spiritual entity that hid inside your being, or rather that bangle on your arm.
Maybe it was the spirit who was responsible for these weird nostalgic feelings. The spirit did mention something about Kaiba. Could she have been familiar with Kaiba or someone like Kaiba in the past? There might have been some connection between this weird nostalgic feeling and your ancient spirit. She had been missing in action ever since you saw Kaiba in class, as you could not feel her presence within you since earlier this afternoon. It was almost as though she was blocking herself in solitude, but that did not stop you from feeling what she was experiencing, for the two of you shared the same mind and body.
“Spirit?” you called out in your head, deciding to try anyways.
There was no reply.
Huh, guess it cannot be helped.
Staring at your screen, you decide to get back to work. If you could not find answers from her, perhaps some research online would be useful toward finishing the projects and the unraveling of this mysterious past your ancient alter ego seemed to have forgotten. With this new-found determination, you browsed a few scholarly websites that could potentially aid you in finding the information you needed.
“Tomb of an ancient Pharaoh found with various stone tablets discovered,” you read aloud as your eyes scanned over the online news article that you had found.
“Reports suggest that the findings of the excavation had been kept top secret and shall be making their first appearance in Domino Museum. However, it has been leaked from an unknown source that there is speculation that the tablet depicts a young nameless Pharaoh who was once a powerful king who sealed away powerful beings for good all in order to save mankind.”
You snorted at what you read. Seal powerful beings to save mankind? Kaiba definitely would object to this little detail being added into the project. To be truthful, this information also seemed ludicrous to you. You would think that it would seem crazy to any sane person. You definitely did have your fair share of odd occurrences happening, but until you see these ‘beings’ with your own eyes, you refused to believe it. Holding that thought, you scrolled down further, scanning the document further in hopes of finding something somewhat useful and slightly less nonsensical.
“Not much have been found regarding the details of the life the Pharaoh lived as many of the older hieroglyphics embedded on the walls of the Pharaoh’s tomb were destroyed and illegible. Here is a link to a full interview with, Ishizu Ishtar, an Egyptologist who has much expertise in this section of Egyptian history.
Perhaps she held the answers.
Without a second thought, you clicked the link as it brought you to a video. As the video was buffering, you heard a shuffling noise entering the study area and noticed the younger Kaiba.
“Oh hello Mokuba,” you greeted with a small tired smile.
“Hey, (Your Name). Seto told me to tell you that he will be leaving to go to Kaiba Corp to finish some work left at the company and I’m going with him too. I did ask him if you could tag along but he said no. He did say that you could go home now as long as you come back to Kaiba Corp tomorrow evening to finish the project,” Mokuba informed.
Closing your laptop, you smiled gratefully, “Thanks, Mokuba. I think I just need a break. “
“You look tired, (Your Name). You should go home. I’ll get a limo around for you!” he said and before you could stop him, he picked up his cell and called for a limo to be ready in five minutes at the front porch.
“It will be here in five minutes. Let me bring you to the front porch. This place is easy to get lost in,” he mentioned before chuckling, and you warmly smiled at him and thanked him once again.
For now, some rest might do good. Tomorrow will be when you seek answers, you reassured yourself.
A/N 2: Hope you all enjoy this and I would love feedback. I am quite demotivated recently due to tedious amounts of work, and as a result, this chapter was really rushed, as you might be able to tell, but please bear with me. I will allocate more time to writing once my final exams are done in 2 weeks. It would also really help if I get constant feedback. I don’t want to force my readers to do this and it is not compulsory, but it would be nice and I would appreciate it ☺ It really encourages me to keep writing and trust me, it is an effective kick to my ass to get on it
Feel free to kick my ass if I take more than a month from now to update! Hah, I’m funny! I hope I haven’t scared you all away with my odd sense of humour
Do await the upcoming chapters!