Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Christmas Is A Complete Waste Of Time: A Yu-Gi-Oh Christmas Carol ❯ Christmas Past: Gozaburo and Kisara ( Chapter 3 )

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"Christmas is a Complete Waste of Time: A Yugioh Christmas Carol

 

For those who've noticed that my Reviews are gone, I apologize.  After changing the Rating to "R," I couldn't edit the story anymore, as all I got when I tried to upload the 2nd chapter was a syntax error.  So I removed the story, and re-added the story.  Sorry for any inconvenience.

  Youkaiyouko( ) - Kaiba's going to be in for a wild ride. Also, I like "A Christmas Carol" too! How can ya not love the classics…well…with a few exceptions?

Inu Kaiba - No problem. It sucks when a good story gets taken off, due to some little mistake.

Lady Blade WarAngel - Thanks. My original plan was to make sure to have every chapter done in a day, but due to exams, it won't be possible to do anymore.

markyc58 - Ha, to be honest there are others as Kaiba as Scrooge, but one of them was basically a Yaoi fic(*gag* Yeah I'm a typical guy. Sue me). And Merry Christmas to you too!

Sasameyuki - This is my first fic where I'm basing it off a classic, a break from my usual originals, crossovers, and parodies.

Magicman/Smokegirl - It's basically around the same plot, but I'm going to try to add a few twists. On who the spirit of Christmas present is going to be: Good guess! But on who the spirit of Christmas Future/Yet to come is going to be? Right now I'm still deciding.

BlueMonkeyCrossing - Thanks! I'll try to update faster, but I doubt that I'll be able too.

ssp - Thanks, I do try to be as original as possible. But sometimes it's just hard.

Chapter 3: Christmas Past: Gozaburo and Kisara.

"Ishizu?" Kaiba blinked. "How did you get in here?"

"How I arrived here is none of your concern." The Egyptian woman said. "What matters now is that events from the past are destined to repeat itself."

Kaiba smirked. "Ishizu, I told you once, and I'll tell you again to get it through your head: I don't believe in those superstitious fairytales!"

"You didn't think so at the time I showed you your past through the power of my Millennium Necklace." Ishizu reminded.

"That stunt was just a trick to get me to believe that Yugi was a Pharaoh and I was a Sorcerer! So if this past is anything like this, I'm not interested." Kaiba said as he went to step inside of the elevator. However, the doors quickly slammed shut before he could do this! "The hell?"

"You don't have much of a choice in this matter." Ishizu stated. "I'm also the spirit of Christmas Past."

"You really have too much time on your hands, do you Ishizu…" Kaiba rolled his eyes.

"Come Kaiba. Open your mind, and let us revisit the events which has happened." Ishizu said as the Millennium necklace flashed.

"Wait, what do you think you're-Ahhh!" Kaiba screamed as a bright flash emitted from the necklace. After the flash was gone…

"Where the hell are we?" Kaiba asked the Egyptian woman as he looked around. He then realized where they were. The swing set, the building…everything…"

"I know this place…" He said. "This is the orphanage Mokuba and I were sent to when our parents died!"

"You should know this place, since this is your past!" Ishizu reminded as she began to walk towards the building. "Come, let us go inside."

Kaiba followed, shocked at being at this place again. This was the one place where he never wanted to end up again, especially not have Mokuba sent there.

They both walk inside of the orphange as they saw a big tree inside while the children sat in a circle as a social worker, a woman who appeared to be 30 years of age, began reading the classic story, "The Night Before Christmas."

"Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house. Not a creature was starring, not even a mouse." She read as all of the young orphans listen…well…all of them except one.

"Kaiba…" Ishizu asked, "Do recognize the young boy at the window." She pointed to a familiar looking blue eyed brunette who sat alone from the group, looking out the window.

Kaiba's eyes were wide, "T-that's me! I remember, it was Mokuba and mine's first Christmas without our parents. It…was a very painful experience for me."

"Oh, so you do admit that Chistmas exists?"

"Just because it does, doesn't mean that I have to like it!" He hissed at the Egyptian woman as then, a much younger Mokuba went up to his brother.

"Seto? Aren't you going to listen to the story?" He asked.

"No thanks Mokuba…" The young boy sighed.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing Mokuba…it's just that…this is our first Christmas, without our parents."

"Don't worry Seto…" Mokuba assured with a hug to his older brother. "As long as we have each other, it'll be okay."

A smile formed onto the 12 year old's face as he hugged back his little brother. What they couldn't see what that Kaiba and Ishizu were watching the whole thing.

"For Christmas, Mokuba and I gave each other lockets with our picture inside, just incase that we were separated. We would never forget each other." Kaiba said.

"That's not all that has happened that night…" Ishizu reminded as then, little Seto saw a blue-haired little girl sitting alone, crying.

He went up to the girl. "Hey, what's wrong?" But she didn't answer.

Mokuba followed him, "Hey Seto, what's wrong?"

"She's sad." Seto said as he extended his hand. "My name is Seto, and this is Mokuba, my brother! What's yours?"

She sniffed as she turned around. "K-Kisara…"

"Well nice to meet you Kisara." Mokuba chirped, then noticed tear coming from the young girl's eyes. "What's wrong?"

Kisara cried. "I miss my mommy…"

"What happened to her?"

"We were going home from a Christmas party, and then…we crashed…and…"

Seto placed Kisara into a hug. "We know how you feel…we've lost our parents too. And if you need us for anything, and I mean anything, just let us know."

A small smile then began to form on the girl's face. "Okay…Seto."

"You, Mokuba, and Kisara all became the best of friends and spent Christmas together that night." Ishizu narrated as Kaiba continued to watch.

"She was the best friend I ever had…" The CEO sighed.

"You were all happy, but that happiness would come to the end after the day you were adopted. The day you were adopted by Gozaburo Kaiba."

"Don't remind me…" Kaiba hissed. "I'm trying to forget that that man ever existed."

"Come Kaiba, there's another event that needs to be seen." Ishizu informs as, with the flash of the Millennium Necklace, the two were transported…

Kaiba's eyes opened as he stood in the hallway. "I'm home…" He said. The whole ordeal with Ishizu was over. However, Kaiba then blinked at what he saw. If he was back home, then why was Gozaburo still in his house? Wasn't he dead?

"I don't know how the hell you got here, but I want you to get the fuck out of my house!" Kaiba screamed as he went up to punch the elder Kaiba, but his shock, his fist just went through him, as if Gozaburo was just a hologram.

"Have you forgotten that these are just shadows of events that has already happened?" Ishizu reminded him. "No one can see or hear you, much less interact with you."

"Just where is that bastard going…" Kaiba seethed as he went to follow his stepfather. After he had open the door, Kaiba's eyes went wide. "Oh no…NOT THIS!" He cried.

"Seto, your work is unacceptable! At this rate, how do you expect to take over my company when I step down!" Gozaburo sneered as the younger version of Seto Kaiba looked up at his Step Father.

"But father…I've been working all day!" He complained, but the then-CEO would hear none of it.

"But nothing Seto! You must work until the job is done, otherwise your competition will walk all over you. Do you think that they take breaks at the end of the day?"

"Well-"

"No they won't! And neither will you! You will continue to work hard until the job is done before daylight!"

"But father…It's Christmas!" Seto begged, but he was just given a cold glare for his plea.

"Christmas? Hmph! Christmas is just a complete waste of time and money, and an excuse for slackers to stop working." Gozaburo stated. "If there's only one good thing about such nonsense, it's that our competitors foolishly decide to take the day off. A day that we will use to our advantage! Do you understand me?" When he noticed the young boy's silence, he slapped him hard across the face, so hard that even Kaiba cringed at the hit. "GROW UP! You're going to get this through your skull, or I'll beat it into you Boy! Got it?"

"Y-yes sir…" Seto replied meekly as Gozaburo then proceeded to leave the room.

"I'll be back in the morning, and by then I expect all of your work to be done, or else!" He said as he then slammed the door shut. Leaving Seto to do nothing…except cry...

"That night, Gozaburo broke your Chirstmas Spirit, and you began to change for the worse." Ishizu said as Kaiba seethed, watching his younger self. The boy was broken and was too weak to do something about it.

"I want to kill Gozaburo for what he did just now!" He growled as he then remembered. He couldn't be seen or heard. He then sighed defeated, "Can we go now?"

"There is one more event that we must see." Ishizu reminded as the necklace flashed again.

"No, I don't want to see anymore!" Kaiba shouted. "I want to go home now! Do you hear me?" But it was all in vain as he was engulfed in the flash…

The flash was gone as Kaiba looked around. He was back at Kaiba Corp as he looked around, but unfortunately, Ishizu was still there. "What now…"

"Here, we are in the not too distant past." She explained. "This is after you gained control of Kaiba Corp."

"Hmph, that bastard Gozaburo got what he deserved…" Kaiba crossed his arms as he saw his employees working hard. It was all coming back to him. This was the first day he took over as they've just changed the direction of the company from being a weapons development company to a gaming company. It made headlines across the nation: At 16 years of age Seto Kaiba took over his late father's company, now it was destined to be the number one gaming company in the world, with Industrial Illusions as it's biggest rival.

"We're a gaming company, you moron! I have no need for a weapons research department now, Nesbitt! I had to get rid of all of the nonsense that were in the way! That includes your lab!" The not-too-distant past version of Kaiba could be heard inside of his office. "If you want to retain a place at the new Kaiba Corp, you better contribute something that is worthwhile!"

"Fine…I signed up to build tanks and other weapons of mass destruction! Not games! I QUIT!" Nesbitt stormed out from the CEO's office as Kaiba (future version) smirked.

"Nesbitt wasn't that valuable anyway since we stopped the production of weapons." He said as he turned to the Egyptian woman. "If you're going to continue to show me things that I already know about, just to get me to believe your hocus pocus bullshit, you're wasting your time!"

"Keep watching, Kaiba." Ishizu said as an elevator door then opened. Out stepped a girl who was about 15 years of age. She appeared to be attractive, and was dressed casually in a white long sleeve shirt and blue knee length skirt that brought out the color her blue eyes. She also wore white platform boots, and had a white barrette in her straight, waist-length blue hair. That was what Kaiba needed to cringe, as if he knew what was going to happen next, let alone that it wasn't going to be good as he recognized who that girl was. It was the same girl who he had met at the orphanage long ago.

"Ever since you left the orphanage, you and Kisara sent each other letters every week. But soon, weeks turned to month, and then years. To say that you two lost touch wouldn't be enough."

"I don't want to see this…" Kaiba tried to leave, but suddenly found his feet glued to the floor. "Let me go!"

"Sorry Kaiba…" Ishizu said as Kaiba then found himself lifted off the ground. "But you must!"

"You can't do this to me, Ishizu!" Kaiba yelled. "I won't go in there! I don't want to see it!"

"I don't think you have any choice in the matter." The Egyptian woman glared as Kaiba was levitated through the walls into the room. She soon followed herself...

"Mr. Kaiba is right in here." A Kaiba Corp employee pointed at the door to Kaiba's office.

"Thank you!" Kisara smiled at the employee as she opened the door and walked in.

"Please…if you want me to believe that Yugi was a Pharaoh in his past life! If you want me to believe that I was a sorcerer in my past life! If you want me to believe in this whole hocus pocus crap, I'll do it. Just don't let me see this! Please!" Kaiba said, almost in a pleading tone.

"Sorry Kaiba…but you must see this so you may reflect on the things that you've done." Ishizu said as they were now in Kaiba's office as Kaiba, not the one that was standing, but the one that was sitting down in his office. Unlike the standing Kaiba, this Kaiba was wearing his navy trench coat as apposed to the white sleeveless one.

They see Kisara walked in as Kaiba was forced to watch the inevitable. If there were any mistakes that he regretted, this would be definitely one of them…

"Seto! So that's where you've been all this-!"

Kaiba interrupted Kisara. "What is your business here?" He asked coldly

"But Seto, don't you remember me? Remember what-!"

"First, it's 'Kaiba' to you! And second of all, I don't know you at all!"

Kisara was in shock at what he just said. It was like they've never met at all at the Orphanage. That Seto Kaiba was always a Kaiba. "Don't you remember what we've been though? It's me, Kisara!"

This brought the attention of the CEO from half hearted to full alert. "Kisara…"

"Yes, it's me! Remember, we used to write each other every week, but then…"

"Yes, I remember. But…things are different now."

"Different? What do you mean, Seto?"

"I have a lot of responsibilities now. I have to raise Mokuba by myself! And above all else, I have a company to run!"

"But that doesn't mean that you can't have time for friends! I mean, I can-"

"NO!" Kaiba outburst.

"But why? Mokuba's my friend, too! He'd be happy to-!"

"Look. Do you have any important matters to discuss? If you don't, then you're wasting my time!" Kaiba asked, getting annoyed, while the Kaiba from the present tried to retain any dignity he had left as in his mind, he was pleading for it to be over.

"Don't do it…don't do it…don't do it…" He begged with his past self.

Kisara eyes began to become watery. "What has Gozaburo done to you, Seto?"

"IT'S KAIBA TO YOU!" Kaiba roared, "AND IF YOU'RE JUST GOING TO CRY LIKE A BABY, THEN I WANT YOU TO LEAVE!" He screamed at the blue-haired girl, while his future self was on his knees, hands over his eyes.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO…"

"You…you want me gone…Fine!" She said, both hurt and angry. "You're not the same guy I met at the Orphanage! The same guy I met on Christmas night!"

"I grew up!" Kaiba hissed back at her. "And from the way you're acting, you need to do the same!"

Kisara went to walk away, but turn around to face the CEO one last time. "You may've lost your heart. I just hope whatever that turned your heart cold doesn't happen to Mokuba! Goodbye, Kaiba!"

"Fine! Who needs a bleeding heart like you? People like you are a complete waste of bones and organs!" Kaiba stated as Kisara walked out, tears dripping down her eyes. His future self, meanwhile, seethed...

"YOU IDIOT! GO AFTER HER! RUN AFTER HER!" He screamed at his past self, "DON'T LET HER GO! DON'T LET HER WALK OUT OF YOUR LIFE!" Kaiba's cries at his past self were futile, as he couldn't be heard, much less talk some sense into his younger self. The only thing he could do was collapse on the ground, feeling helpless to prevent that from happening. The first time he saw her walk out, he didn't care, not until it was too late. Now he saw it a second time and now he felt remorse. Especially since he had grown to not only see her as a friend, but as something more. Something much more…

"You never did see Kisara again after that…" Ishizu said. "You must've really regretted what you've done."

"…will you leave me alone?" Kaiba said, still distraught over what he had to relive.

Ishizu sighed as the Millennium Necklace flashed., "As you wish…."

Kaiba's eyes opened as he found himself in his leather chair infront of the computer. He was back in his office…or did he even leave in the first place…

"Must've dosed off…" The Brunette figured as he got up from the chair. "Maybe I should take some time off." Kaiba walked from his office and towards the elevator. Luckily, it was already on the last floor of the building as Kaiba stepped in and assigned the elevator to take him to the last floor. As he looked at the lights that were above, Kaiba began to think about what he has seen in the past with Ishizu. What Gozaburo did to him, and how he regretfully drove Kisara out of his life. Was all of it real? Did he actually see his past? It had to, because didn't he press the button for the elevator before he encountered the Egyptian woman?

Kaiba scoffed, "It was just another one of Ishizu's tricks. That Hocus Pocus lady needs to get a life." The elevator reached the bottom floor as he walked out, and headed out the door. Expecting that his limo would be outside ready to pick him up. However, much to his surprise…

"This isn't my limo!" The CEO exclaimed as he glared at the door in the back that was opening up. The limo wasn't his usual black one, but it was grey. Who stepped out from said limo gave Kaiba a mixed expression of shock, anger, and panic. "Oh no…" White Italian Shoes… "Not him…" Red Suit, "Not him! For the love of god not him!"

Maximillion Pegasus just smiled at the CEO. "Well hello there, Kaiba-Boy! Fancy meeting you here!"

I'm trying to get this story done as fast as possible, but with Exams to worry about, I beginning to doubt that I can pull it off. Nevertheless, I'll continue to get this one done.

Preview for next Chapter:

"Pegasus, what nerve do you have to waltz over to my company! After all you've done to me and my family!" Kaiba roared at the silver-haired man

He sighed. "All work and no play, makes Kaiba-Boy a dull boy!" He says. "I hope you're having a jolly good Christmas! Because I know that I am!"

"And I should care…because?"

Chapter 4: Chirstmas Present: Parties, Comas, and the Homeless.