Disclaimer: We don't own Yugioh. There will be no happy ending.
Silver: Finally, we do this. The idea for this came along a while ago, but Golden has been so caught up in perfecting The Way recently that writing has been difficult. Not to mention school, although that too took a backseat to The Way. Do not ask what The Way is. If we had a scanner little Hikari could show you. But we do not have a scanner, and therefore little Hikari cannot show you The Way.
Golden: Shut up, Yami.
Silver: You say that a lot, lately. Anyway, some rather bad things are going down in the polygon little Hikari is trapped in, so it put her in the right mood for this, anyway. "Kowai" means scary. It is one island of levity in a sea of depression.
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Who Needs Happy Endings, Anyway?
By Golden and Silver
January 1st
I begin my new job today. At 8:00 I must report to the Kaiba Corporation building to begin as Seto Kaiba's new secretary.
At 8:00, I must begin my mission to assasinate Seto Kaiba.
I am an android. Having been built by a rival company of Kaiba Corp, I have been sent to eliminate one teenage CEO.
I am called AA-01. For this, I have assumed the name Hikari Kowai.
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I dressed myself in a short red business skirt and coat, a white blouse underneath. I then carefully arranged my hair into a flowing river of golden silk. I adjusted my eye color to that of a robin's bluest feather's. It would assume the red of the bird's breast when it was time to kill him.
Of course, an android's body did not have to look like a supermodel's, but it helped to lower suspicion. Not that there would be any. My face was designed for innocence.
When it was time to go to him, to earn his trust and then break him, I went.
Seto Kaiba glanced at me, smirked and went back to his work. "They should have told you where and what you have to be," he told me coldly, and that was it.
For the first few weeks, I did my job as secretary. I also watched him obsessively, trying to find the chink in his armor. There was only one.
Mokuba Kaiba. But he was not an option I cared to take. The little smiling face... My emotion grid is too advanced for me to risk becoming attached in any way to things. And the little brother was too easy to become attached to. I felt myself cursed with an affection for him after the second visit to the elder Kaiba's office.
This adolescent bussinessman was colder than any flesh and blood male I had ever seen.
But as the weeks wore on, something else began to happen. Something very strange.
February. Valentine's Day.
Mokuba ran in, dragging a red-headed girl after him. "Seto will be so surprised to see you!" he assured her as I watched. The girl held a package of some sort tucked under her arm.
"If you really think so..." she muttered, blushing.
I felt a twinge somewhere in my circuits. Something I had never felt before. I isolated the feeling. Tried to determine its name.
Jealousy?
Days after that, I noticed a change in Seto as well. Seto-- no, when did I start calling him that? The target, Kaiba, was smiling a bit more, relaxed his muscles a micro more often. Something about his eyes seemed different, something I couldn't quite determine.
He was, it seemed, in love.
And as we came into April, I realized, to my horror, that my emotion grid had gone overboard, glitched somehow.
Because I was in love with him.
Of course, Seto still remained completly indifferent to me. I was only his secretary, his employee. I had failed thus far to get close enough to kill him.
And now my emotion grid wouldn't let me.
I wonder, is this how humans feel? Torn, ripped, shredded like so much debris?
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June 1st, midnight
I have downloaded my memory files into a floppy disk and sent it to my creator company.
It will not be enough to reconstruct my personality, and I have installed a virus into it to destroy all files concerning AA units. This will include any possible new AA units themselves.
They will send no more of my kind after the man I love.
I am standing on a train platform. Soon, the magna-rail will come.
I will jump onto the track, and Hikari Kowai will die as the magnetics erase my soul.
Good-bye, Seto....
---
The train screeched to a halt, and train workers came running, as they realized what had just happened.
"The crazy girl--""What did she?!" "Is she dead?!"
The first one to make it down to the track let out a scream--
"Is it really that bad?""Wuss--"
The yelling, muttering, running all stopped and silence reigned in the station as the worker climbed up, white as a sheet.
Carrying a severed head.
"What in the seven levels is that?" someone asked the silence.
Wires trailed from the neck. A gear dropped to the floor.
"She looks so sad," another man said.
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Silver: This is a lot less than what I expected from you, actually.
Golden: Shut up.
Silver:*shrugs* Eh, she's in that mood. Review please, and thanks!!
Silver: Finally, we do this. The idea for this came along a while ago, but Golden has been so caught up in perfecting The Way recently that writing has been difficult. Not to mention school, although that too took a backseat to The Way. Do not ask what The Way is. If we had a scanner little Hikari could show you. But we do not have a scanner, and therefore little Hikari cannot show you The Way.
Golden: Shut up, Yami.
Silver: You say that a lot, lately. Anyway, some rather bad things are going down in the polygon little Hikari is trapped in, so it put her in the right mood for this, anyway. "Kowai" means scary. It is one island of levity in a sea of depression.
---
Who Needs Happy Endings, Anyway?
By Golden and Silver
January 1st
I begin my new job today. At 8:00 I must report to the Kaiba Corporation building to begin as Seto Kaiba's new secretary.
At 8:00, I must begin my mission to assasinate Seto Kaiba.
I am an android. Having been built by a rival company of Kaiba Corp, I have been sent to eliminate one teenage CEO.
I am called AA-01. For this, I have assumed the name Hikari Kowai.
---
I dressed myself in a short red business skirt and coat, a white blouse underneath. I then carefully arranged my hair into a flowing river of golden silk. I adjusted my eye color to that of a robin's bluest feather's. It would assume the red of the bird's breast when it was time to kill him.
Of course, an android's body did not have to look like a supermodel's, but it helped to lower suspicion. Not that there would be any. My face was designed for innocence.
When it was time to go to him, to earn his trust and then break him, I went.
Seto Kaiba glanced at me, smirked and went back to his work. "They should have told you where and what you have to be," he told me coldly, and that was it.
For the first few weeks, I did my job as secretary. I also watched him obsessively, trying to find the chink in his armor. There was only one.
Mokuba Kaiba. But he was not an option I cared to take. The little smiling face... My emotion grid is too advanced for me to risk becoming attached in any way to things. And the little brother was too easy to become attached to. I felt myself cursed with an affection for him after the second visit to the elder Kaiba's office.
This adolescent bussinessman was colder than any flesh and blood male I had ever seen.
But as the weeks wore on, something else began to happen. Something very strange.
February. Valentine's Day.
Mokuba ran in, dragging a red-headed girl after him. "Seto will be so surprised to see you!" he assured her as I watched. The girl held a package of some sort tucked under her arm.
"If you really think so..." she muttered, blushing.
I felt a twinge somewhere in my circuits. Something I had never felt before. I isolated the feeling. Tried to determine its name.
Jealousy?
Days after that, I noticed a change in Seto as well. Seto-- no, when did I start calling him that? The target, Kaiba, was smiling a bit more, relaxed his muscles a micro more often. Something about his eyes seemed different, something I couldn't quite determine.
He was, it seemed, in love.
And as we came into April, I realized, to my horror, that my emotion grid had gone overboard, glitched somehow.
Because I was in love with him.
Of course, Seto still remained completly indifferent to me. I was only his secretary, his employee. I had failed thus far to get close enough to kill him.
And now my emotion grid wouldn't let me.
I wonder, is this how humans feel? Torn, ripped, shredded like so much debris?
---
June 1st, midnight
I have downloaded my memory files into a floppy disk and sent it to my creator company.
It will not be enough to reconstruct my personality, and I have installed a virus into it to destroy all files concerning AA units. This will include any possible new AA units themselves.
They will send no more of my kind after the man I love.
I am standing on a train platform. Soon, the magna-rail will come.
I will jump onto the track, and Hikari Kowai will die as the magnetics erase my soul.
Good-bye, Seto....
---
The train screeched to a halt, and train workers came running, as they realized what had just happened.
"The crazy girl--""What did she?!" "Is she dead?!"
The first one to make it down to the track let out a scream--
"Is it really that bad?""Wuss--"
The yelling, muttering, running all stopped and silence reigned in the station as the worker climbed up, white as a sheet.
Carrying a severed head.
"What in the seven levels is that?" someone asked the silence.
Wires trailed from the neck. A gear dropped to the floor.
"She looks so sad," another man said.
---
Silver: This is a lot less than what I expected from you, actually.
Golden: Shut up.
Silver:*shrugs* Eh, she's in that mood. Review please, and thanks!!