Dec. 5th, 2010

There were times when he needed a bolt hole, a refuge where he could collect himself, rethink his options and come back stronger than ever.

His first choice would have been the "Panic Room" in the mansion, but right now he was settling for the nearest rest room, mercifully unoccupied. At least here he would have some desperatly needed privacy, away from Mokuba trying to feed him, the dweebs being concerned about him, Yugi planning to turn his house into a center for magical studies and an insane duel monster who wanted to be a christmas tree ornament when he grew up...

He leaned his head against the cool tiled walls, taking deep breaths and counting to one hundred. In seven different languages. (He was mildly surprised at how much Latin he remembered.)He would NOT lose control! He was Seto Kaiba, he'd defeated his stepfather and the Big Five. He'd beat that level seven loser even if he had to summon his dragons and incinerate the tree! (And then he'd beat Yugi in a duel...Someday.)

Feeling a little calmer, he bent over a sink and splashed some water on his face. Then, he glanced up at the mirror above the sinks. He saw what-no WHO- was smirking at him. Whirling around he saw to his horror it was NOT a reflection, the sonavabitch was IN THE MIRROR!!!

That did it. Kaiba finally lost it. Roaring louder than The Blue Eyes Ultimate Dragon, He smashed his fist into the mirror, which to his mild surprise, went right through the mirror. A hand siezed his wrist and hauled him the rest of the way in...

A few minutes later Isono entered the rest room.

"Mr Kaiba?...Sir?

To be continued...

Profile

frenziedpanda7

August 2012

S M T W T F S
   1234
567891011
12 131415161718
19202122232425
2627282930 31 

Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Jul. 15th, 2025 12:52 am
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios