Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Assassinate the CEO ❯ Cold Heart Gone Hot ( Chapter 6 )

Heyaz amigos! Sorry for the very long wait. Had exams and now getting a lot of work lately so I gotta finish it all off... bloody school... but I have the next chappie up and after this there will only be two more before this fic is finito! Hope ya'll enjoy this next chap!

 

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A week had passed by and I was still being tortured by the man now gone monster. For the first few days after the first night I put up a fight but in the end I gave up hope, seeing as I had no way out from his torture.

 

He didn't cut me as much as the first night but still did some. I didn't know he was so sadistic and blood thirsty, but alas, the things you learn. When I had stopped struggling after those painful few days he didn't cut me for a while, seeing as I had lost a fair amount of blood enough.

 

And thank gods he had the sense to use a condom. That I was solely glad for. But man... why did he have to rape me every night? Why?

 

He'd leave fairly early in the morning, usually between 5-6 a.m. Only I believe two days I awoke when he left and he'd usually smirk down at me, giving me a rough kiss before leaving. Usually he'd uncuff me before he went but some days he left me cuffed, leaving the key on the bedside table.

 

Around 8 a.m. at least three maids would enter the room. They were startled to see me after the first night I lost my virginity but Kaiba was still there Sunday morning so he told them that they were to wash me and clean me up every morning and to give me some proper meals but I was not to ever leave the room unless he said so. He also said that they even mentioned a word of what he did, he'd do worse then fire them.

 

I don't blame those poor maids for being frightened. Hell, even I am frightened of him now. They were nice company though. They'd help me out of bed each mornign and give me a nice warm bath, washing the blood away and either sewing or patching up the wounds. They cleaned me thoroughly due to my wishes and I was glad. Any minute I didn't have the bastard's scent on me I was glad, though he must have wanted that for he always liked putting his scent back on me every night I was clean.

 

I know Mokuba must have asked where am I but Kaiba made some excuse over another, making it convincing enough. And according to him it seems Mokuba slept through my screams on the first night so he didn't know what was going on. That I am glad. I didn't want to trouble the child any further. Kaiba also made sure that the maids would not let Mokuba into my room. I remember at least twice Mokuba tried to get in but the maids warded him off.

 

The one thing I dreaded each night was when Kaiba would return. Some nights he came back fairly early, like around 11 p.m. to midnight... but some nights he came back latest at two in the morning. I always wished he would come as earlier as possible. The sooner my punishment is over, the better.

 

And he'd always come into my room, cuff me down and rape me senseless. He'd call me a bitch, a whore, slut and slave, which was his favourite. He made me call him master and whenever I didn't I'd get hurt more. He liked seeing me in pain, that I was certain for sure. However, the odd thing I found was that after he ejaculated he'd always do the same thing as the first night he stole my virginity.

 

He'd ALWAYS say the same three incoherent words into my ear, yet I could never make it out for I was always in the same weakened condition. I wish I knew what he said but I guess he didn't want me to hear it anyway. After saying whatever it was to me he'd hold me close to him and fall asleep. he'd never go back to his room, he'd just lie with me. I wish he would go back but he wouldn't never did.

 

I really am looking forward to my trial. I hope I'd be locked away in prison for life. Anything is better then being with him. Anything. I wish someone could just hear my prayers and rescue me from my cage... can anyone hear me? Can anyone see me? Please... save me... anyone... save me from this monster who has imprisoned me... please...

 

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It was Saturday morning once again, a week from when I was first raped and I slowly opened my eyes. Kaiba was gone, that I was glad for. I shifted my head slightly to the left to see the digital clock on the beside table. 6:45 a.m. Hmm, not bad I guess. The previous night, as painful as it was, wasn't too bad and I didn't get any cuts, just bruises, but no cuts.

 

I tried to stretch my arms but soon realised they were still cuffed to the bedpost. I winced as the metal dug into my wrists. Oh well... guess I'll have to stay this way for a while. Well I only have to wait an hour and fifteen minutes to be more precise so maybeI could doze off again...

 

However I could hear the lock to the door being unlocked and I turned my head to it. Odd... I know for one thing it wasn't Kaiba. He never comes back from work till late at night. Perhaps the maids decided to come in earlier today. Oh well, the sooner I'm clean from this stench the better...

 

I rested my head against the dried up bloody pillows as the door opened and a lone figure entered the room. Hmm... maybe only one maid could come. Oh well. I could hear the door close again and the lock being slided shut. Good. They usually do that in case Mokuba tries to come in.

 

I then heard a loud gasp and then stiffled sobs and I winced at the noise. They shouldn't be shocked by now... they've seen it so often before they should be use to it-

 

“A-Asha?”

 

My eyes snapped open and I jerked my head to see who called my name, it being none other then Mokuba. I paled as the young child looked at me, eyes full of horror and sadness as they swept up and down my naked body. Damnit Kaiba... I wish you covered me in a blanket... I closed my eyes in pain.

 

“Mokuba... please go...” my voice croaked but I could hear him shuffle closer to the bed, ignoring my request.

 

“A-Asha?” he whimpered softly as I could sense him beside the bed now, sensing him looking down at me. I reluctantly opened my eyes to gaze into his.

 

“Yes Mokuba?”

 

“My brother did this... didn't he?” he asked.

 

Oh gods I wish he didn't ask me that... of all things... please no... nevertheless he did. I could lie... for his sake... say Kaiba didn't even lay a finger on me. Yes... I could do that-

 

“Last Saturday night I heard your screams and his yells... I was awoken by it... I crept out of my room and pressed my ear against your bedroom door and heard everything... and I heard everything from the many following nights after that... he did hurt you... didn't he Asha?” he asked again, his voice heartbroken and soft yet determined as well. Well... no point in lying now...

 

“Yes Mokuba... I'm so sorry...” I whispered. But he shook his head fiercly.

 

“No Asha! You shouldn't be sorry! He should! Seto should damn well be sorry for what he did to you! He should be!” he stated firmly. I was quite shocked to hear such a tone from him. But as I looked at him I could see tears well in his angelic eyes

 

He looked at me sadly as he hesitantly ran his small hand over my torn stomach, across my bruised and sliced bust... along my raw neck... and then finally over my beaten face... he then sobbed against my chest as he held me tight to him, not caring that my blood that had not dried yet was seeping into his clothes.

 

“Mokuba...” I choked, swallowing a lump in my throat. “Please don't cry... please” I begged him. If my hands weren't cuffed I'd run my hands through his soft black locks, I'd try to ease him anyway I could.

 

After several minutes he raised his head and noticed the key on the beside table. He took it into his trembling hands and raised it to my cuffed hands, unlocking the bond before removing them from my ripped wrists before tossing across the room, along with the key, in anger.

 

Though still weak, I gently stroked the side of his face, whispering hushing sounds and calming him as best as I could. He was silent for a while before he finally spoke.

 

“Asha... please tell me what my brother did to make you so hateful towards him...”

 

My eyes widened and I locked mine with his, which were full of determination... sadness.. anger... and pleading...

 

“No... please Mokuba... don't ask me this...” I begged. He shook his head firmly, holding onto my hand and giving it a squeeze.

 

“Please tell me Asha! I want to know! Please!” he urged. I swallowed hard, seeing as I could not escape this any longer. I sighed, closing my eyes before I spoke.

 

“I was around thirteen years old and had a well off life. I lived in a reasonably large home with my father, mother, my older brother Matt, my younger sister Tammy and my male German Shephard dog Jerry Lee. I had an uncle whole lived in Domino as well. The rest of my family lived in Tokyo. Now your brother was fifteen when he overthrew your stepfather Gozaburo, yes?”

 

“Yeah, that's right” he replied. I nodded and continued.

 

“Well my father and mother worked for your brother at KaibaCorp. They worked for Gozaburo at least two years before your brother took the company but they never liked your stepfather. Detested him actually. They actually helped Kaiba in anyway they could to make sure that he would beat his stepfather”.

 

“Actually I think I might heard of them... is your last name Cirax?” Mokuba asked, the look on his face showing he remembered something. I smiled softly.

 

“Yes, it is”.

 

“Then I know your mom and dad! They were so nice to me and spent time with me when they weren't working!” he said giddily. I smiled softly again.

 

“Yes... my father and mother adored you Mokuba. They use to tell me and my siblings all about how on their breaks they use to play with you and keep you occupied when you were ever at KaibaCorp. They said that they would introduce you to us someday whenever they got the chance”.

 

“Yeah, I was really looking forward to that...” Mokuba said quietly.

 

“Your brother trusted my parents very well too. They always kept him pleased, getting their work done in no time flat and offering advice when needed. Actually, besides you, they were the only ones he trusted. In a way my parents acted like the parents that you and your brother lost, giving you two support even when it wasn't noticable”.

 

“Yeah... I remembered that... I was so happy Seto put his faith in at least some other people... and your parents never lied!” I nodded again, my eyes still closed.

 

“Yes... then something happened... you see my uncle that lived in Domino was in a real tight spot and needed something to get... finished... I don't know what it was but it was really risky. He got the help of this Japanese mofia type gang to did it for him and they did it well. They let him enjoy his moment of success for a while but after, in return, they demanded a very high price for their work...”

 

“How much?” Mokuba asked timidly.

 

“Over half a million dollars” I said. Mokuba sputtered slightly.

 

“Woah... that's a lot for whatever your uncle asked...” I nodded.

 

“I agree. The mofia had him sign a contract to make sure he'd keep his end of the deal and gave him a copy. They said they'd give him a week to get the money or else there would be a terrible price to pay. Having not even a QUARTER of the money my uncle rushed over to my house, telling my parents of the news and showing them the contract. My parents were downright furious to see how my uncle expected them to get the money for him but my uncle said since they worked for your brother they would have enough money, however we didn't. We'd have to sell our house to at least get half of the money. But seeing as they didn't want my uncle to get in trouble... they went to see your brother...”

 

“What did my brother do?” Mokuba asked. I see... so he doesn't remember the arguement Kaiba had with my mother and father...

 

“As the week almost drew to an end, with only 24 hours remaining, they talked to him about it first thing the morning of the last day. They told him the story and even showed the contract that my uncle had signed but... well... Kaiba didn't believe one word. He thought they were lying and accused them for trying to gain his trust just for money. Even though he knew that this mofia was real he didn't believe a single thing that my parents said. In his anger he fired them and told them to get off his premises and to never, ever come back”. Mokuba gasped.

 

“I didn't know they were fired!” he exclaimed. I nodded grimly.

 

“I didn't suspect you would. My parents said you weren't there and were kinda glad. They didn't want you to see it”.

 

“So what happened when your parents came back home and the time limit was up?”

 

“Well my uncle was too afraid to stay alone in his apartment so my parents said he could stay with them. He was very guilty for getting them into it but my parents, as angry as they were, were also forgiving. But as the clock struck 9 p.m., the mofia arrived on our doorstep”.

 

Mokuba remained silent at this and I opened my eyes to gaze at him, seeing him stare at me, frozen to the spot but made a gesture with his hand to continue. I sighed and did so.

 

“Well they demanded for the money but both my uncle and my parents explained they didn't have it and asked for more time. But no, this was the type of mofia that would not take no for an answer. And so they... started... shooting...” Mokuba gasped out loud. I swallowed hard, shutting my eyes tightly to stop the tears threatening to pour out as I continued.

 

“First my uncle... then my dog who tried to tear off one of the mofia's arms... my parents then covered us and got shot trying to protect us. My older brother grabbed me and my younger sister and we ran for the kitchen but he got shot in the back... and then my sister got shot in the head before I could even pull her into my arms to shield her... then one of the mofia people pointed the gun straight at me and I was too heartbroken to move... all I could do was cry... however they didn't shoot me. I remember hearing one saying that to let one family member live... since the others will be dead... they then dragged me out of my house before they set it on fire and then left”.

 

“I remember hearing that your parents house burned down and I was so freaked! And even Seto seemed shocked” he told me. I nodded quietly, not in the mood to believe if Kaiba was shocked or not.

 

“Well after that I just ran down various streets, away from the firemen who came to put the fire from my house out. I just then sat in an alley way and cried my heart out in pain... that's when Drake found me...” Mokuba remained silent at this so I continued.

 

“He was around his mid twenties then and was fairly sympathetic. he knew who killed my family and took me to the Shadow hideout. He comforted me, gave me food, water, a home... everything... he sadly informed me that the rest of my family in Tokyo were murdered off too... just like the mofia promised but he said that him and Shadow are my new family... and I accepted it... he taught me the ways of an assassin and many other things... when I was fourteen he sent me to Domino High for some more education and I was in the same classes as your brother were, being as I was very talented and bright. When I set my eyes on your brother I could feel anger that I never felt before surge through me. I knew HE was the one who ruined my life... but Drake said to not make myself noticable to him.. not yet... to wait till the time was right... when I was fifteen I finished all my classes before him and technically 'graduated'. I was glad to leave the school after that... for I knew if I stayed any longer he would have been dead... and so Mokuba... this is why I hate your brother...”

 

Mokuba was silent for a long while after this, his eyes now looking at the floor instead of mine. Finally he looked up at me, sadness yet something else flowing through as he leaned over and hugged me tightly.

 

“I'm so sorry Asha... if I had known... I would have made my brother help your family and then none of this would have happened... but Asha... I'm going to make it up to you now... I'm going help you escape”. My eyes flew wide open.

 

“What?! No, Mokuba you can't! I have a trial coming up and if I'm missing you'll get in serious trouble!” But Mokuba was staring at me such a fierce determination that it shocked me beyond anything else.

 

“No Asha! I am not going to let you stay and be tortured my brother any further! I am going to help you and I don't care of what consequences I'm put through! I want to help you! Please!” he begged. I winced as I could see his emotions pour out from his feelings. I didn't want him to get hurt yet... I wanted my freedom... I closed my eyes and held him close to me, which he did without resistance, snuggling against me.

 

“Thank you Mokuba” I whispered.

 

“Your welcome Asha” he replied, holding me tight.

 

Thank you... thank you for answering my prayers and freeing me from my cage... you will not be forgotten angelic child...

 

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Seto smiled softly to himself as he parked his Jaguar in front of the mansion and headed inside, wanitng to surprise his brother. Seeing as it was noon he felt like having lunch at home with Mokuba. That and to check on his precious little slave...

 

He chuckled at the thought and soon found Mokuba on the couch, who then looked up at him as he entered the living room. He went over to him, ready to give him a hug when Mokuba's words stopped him.

 

“Don't touch me you monster” he hissed. Seto stared at him in shock.

 

“What are you talking about Mokuba?”

 

His little brother got up and glared at Seto fiercly.

 

“I know what you did to Asha! You cruel heartless creature Seto! And to think you were my brother!” he yelled at the older Kaiba. Seto could feel his heart slow to a stop and the blood drain from his face.

 

“Mokuba-”

 

“Don't even start Seto! And before you ask where Asha is I helped her escape from here and I'm not going to tell you where!” Seto's eyes widened at this.

 

“But Mokuba, she has a trial-”

 

“I don't give a damn if she has a trial! Its better if she's free then to continue getting beaten and raped by you Seto!” The elder Kaiba was deathly pale now and could only let his younger brother's words sink in as Mokuba continued.

 

“Maybe you should know why she tried to kill you Seto!”

 

After what seemed to be a long time Seto finally knew the story and it soon dawned on him. He inwardly cursed. He remembered seeing the news of the Ciraxes home burning down... he even remember reading in the newspaper of how all the other relatives in Tokyo were killed... all because he was too stubborn headed to listen to the truth... he just acted as his stepfather did... and probably now Gozaburo would have been damned proud...

 

He raised his eyes to face Mokuba's and took in a long breath before saying.

 

“Mokuba... I have something to tell you and I want you to listen please... and then it'll be up to you if you want to tell me where Asha is or not...”

 

Mokuba hesitated but then nodded, wanting to hear what his brother had to say. And so Seto explained...

 

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I sighed as I walked up the docks to a fairly large white ship. I looked down at the ticket in my hand. This was the ship that would take me to Tokyo. Good. Mokuba said he would have gotten me a plane ticket but his brother would have noticed the amount of money missing so this was safer.

 

I smiled slightly as I headed up the bridge onto the main deck of the ship, looking out onto the sea. Soon I'd be free... free at last...

 

It was 12:30 p.m. now. No one was here yet but Mokuba said the ship would leave at 1:30 so I didn't mind waiting an hour. He told me that I'd probably be in the bustling streets of Tokyo by the time Kaiba would find out which was great with me. I just silently feared Mokuba would be alright...

 

The maids had cleaned me up and gave me a fresh new pair of bandages and clothes before I had breakfast. They were let in on Mokuba's plan and agreed to help out as well. I spent my last few hours with Mokuba before one of his driver's took me to the docks. I hated saying goodbye to him... I cringed as I remembered him crying but he told me that he was happy that I'd be alright..

 

“Thank you Mokuba” I whispered as the wind swept through my hair.

 

“Asha!” a familiar voice yelled.

 

I whirled around and stared down at the docks in horror to see Kaiba standing there. Oh no, not now!

 

I started to run down the main deck of the ship but I was so preoccupied on not letting Kaiba catch me that I tripped over a bucket full of soapy water and slammed against the ground just as Kaiba got onto the deck.

 

“Don't come near me!” I shrieked, sliding back slightly. however his normal sneering trademark wasn't there as he stared at me seriously.

 

“No, Asha please, its alright! I'm not gling to hurt you!” he said as he slowly approached me.

 

“Not hurting me my ass! Don't you try to trick me! How did you know I was here?!” I demanded, backing up more.

 

“Mokuba told me” he replied.

 

My eyes widened at this. But then I inwardly told myself not to blame the kid. Kaiba must have forced him or something-

 

“If you're thinking that I forced my brother into telling him then no, I didn't. Asha, I'm sorry of what happened to your parents and family. Mokuba told me verything and I'm really sorry. If I had been more open minded and clear headed I would have given them the money” he said quietly, still coming near me.

 

“Liar! You wouldn't have! You were just an arrogant bastard who cared only for his company and himself!”

 

“No, that's not true! I care for Mokuba and I care for someone else as well” he said as he continued approaching me as I had now slid up against the metal barrier that prevented me from falling off the ship. I tsked, watching him apprehnsively.

 

“Oh, and that is what? Your Blue Eyes White Dragons?!”

 

“No Asha... its you...” I froze, staring at him with wide eyes.

 

“What?! Don't give me that bull so that I'd come back and you can torture me again-”

 

“Asha shut up listen to me! I love you alright?!” he snapped angrily though there was no coldness in his eyes. I couldn't believe it... NO! I won't belive it!

 

“You're lying! I don't believe you!” I yelled at him as he continued to approach me.

 

“I don't blame you... I'm sorry for how I treated you... but I was worried sick when you fell into the ocean... I could feel in my heart that I was losing somehting important to me... even though I yet hated you... but then... during those three weeks you were in the coma I could feel my feelings for you to grow... and then in the room on the first night out of the hospital when you were sleeping I was so tempted to tell you how I felt for you right then and there... but I couldn't... I'm sorry I hurt and raped you... but I felt that you would reject me after all I did to you...”

 

“You're damn right I would you fucking bastard! I don't want anything to do with you!” I screamed at him. He approached me even more, only a few meters away.

 

“Please Asha! Let me make it up to you! Please!” he begged. I froze. I could hardly believe it... he was begging me... I pursed my lips.

 

“You say you'll do anything for me... you say you'll do anything for me because you love me, correct?” I asked. He nodded.

 

“Very well... then do this...” I said as I slipped my hand into my jacket and pulled out a revolver that I had bought on the way to the docks. It was one of those revolvers with a barrel that could hold six bullets. Kaiba stared at me with wide eyes as he looked at it. I popped out the barrel to show five out of the six slots were filed with bullets before snapping it back in.

 

“If you say your love is true to me... then this shall prove it... lets say its kinda like 'Russian Roulette' but instead of one bullet in the gun, there are five. If your love is true you say, then after you spin the barrel then pull the trigger I will not be shot by the bullet. But if you're lying, which I know you are, then I'll be shot and killed... now here, spin then pull the trigger” I said as I tossed him the gun, to which he caught it but stared at me with wide eyes.

 

“Are you crazy?! I'm not going to shoot you idiot! I wouldn't do that!” I smirked, pulling out a dagger from my side, another item I bought before I came here and held it against my throat.

 

“Either you pull that damn trigger or I'll kill myself right now and you know I can! Now shoot me goddamnit!”I ordered.

 

And for the first time ever, I could see the fear shining in his blue sapphire eyes. With hands that were actually shaking he spun the barrel roughly. It went for a at least a good few minutes before it stopped, clicking into a slot. I smirked. Heh, I knew I'd get a bullet in me... just what I want...

 

He then held the revolver straight out, aimed straight for my head. But he didn't pull the trigger yet... I could see in his eyes he didn't want to. I pressed the dagger further against my throat as a warning, just nicking my flesh as slight blood dribbled down. He winced at seeing it and took in a shaky breath before finally pulling the trigger.

 

BANG!