To Keep A Katsu

Sorry you guys…don’t have time to respond to any of your heartfelt messages…but I really wanted to get this chapter out before I go to work…and I figure you would want that more so then my ramblings. Heh heh


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“Kaiba-sama, we’ll be arriving in New York, approximately 15 minutes” Roland alerts his boss who had been daydreaming during the entire trip.

Pale hands move up to adjust the black trench coat over the black tank top and matching leather pants that adorns the figure.

“Have an unmarked Mercedes waiting for me when we get there.” Blue eyes never gaze at the head security guard. “And when we do arrive, you or no one else is to follow me. This is something I have to do on my own…”

Roland nearly faints at the command as he protests vehemently. “K-Kaiba-sama! I’m sure you’re not being serious, that girl is dangerous she’s…”

“Finished.” The brunet completes with a word of his own. “She’s been torturing Katsu and me long enough. The bullshit will stop today and I will see to it personally.”

“But…”
“Are you questioning my judgement, Roland?” Kaiba finally turns to meet a gaze.

The head guard falters for a bit. The brunet’s darkened eyes had a strange glint. A glint that he only had seen once before...

“N-no…but…Kaiba-sama, please be careful…and don’t do anything…drastic.”

A smirk slowly makes its way across features.

“What’s wrong, Roland? Afraid Shizuka will end up getting tossed out a window as well?” Kaiba asks nonchalantly, even though there’s a hint of amusement in his voice.

“Well…”

“I did what I had to then and I will do what I have to now…” the brunet replies looking back out the window into the endless sea of clouds. “She had hurt my pup when all he had tried to do was be a brother to her…even when quite frankly, theres really no hope.”

The blue-eyed CEO inhales deeply before continuing, “I admit, I have no idea of what I’m going to do or say once I get there so I can’t promise anything. Mostly likely she’ll try to kill me again…just like Gozuburo had tried to that day…”

“Kaiba-sama, I wish you would just let the proper authorities handle this girl…you are in no condition to pursuit this on your own.”

“You may be right…but for once, I’m not thinking of myself…I’m going to get him back, Roland…and this time…it’ll be for keeps.”

“The jet is now being prepared for landing, Kaiba-sama” cackles the pilot’s voice from the intercom.

***

Hazel eyes stare into nothingness as a battered body lies on its stomach while arms hug onto a pillow tightly.

It hurts, it fucking hurts…

Jou cautiously adjusts his legs but was rewarded with a searing pain that seems to run up and down his spine. He grits his teeth to keep from crying out and settles for a series of deep breaths instead.

“You had brung this upon yourself, Kat-chan. You’ll thank me for this later…” Shizuka whispers softly as she rubs some rubbing cream over bruised skin.

The blond stays silent, as he lets his mind wonder to the one person that had kept him strong during the whole ordeal. He had forced himself to envision that angelic face while getting pounded into and somehow he had found some peace in it all.

The strawberry blond continues to nurse her brother’s wounds, wincing a bit at the torn flesh in a certain place. “Look where loving that bastard has gotten you! Now hopefully you will understand that it’s not worth being so disgusting…I love you Kat-can and I won’t stand by and let your life be thrown away like that! Continue down this road and you will never live a happy life, get married and bear children like you are suppose to. You’ll be miserable, stuck in something that you think is love!”

Shizuka puts her washrag back into the bowl of water that sits on the nightstand; she then brings her hand to caress a face…only to have it caught in a death grip.

“Mah feelings fer Seto have not nor will it evah change. The only thing dat has changed is dat I fucking hate you now, and if ya would ta fucking drop dead…I wouldn’t miss ya. I would dance at ya funeral, waving mah dick in da air…hell, I had always wondered what it would be like ta fuck in a graveyard…have mah angel scream out mah name as he burst his load all ovah ya tombstone…”

Green eyes lit ablaze as the red head’s free hand makes a move to scratch a tanned face.
Jou only smirks as thin lines of blood forms on his cheek.

“Still haven’t learn a damn thing have you?” Shizuka sneers quickly standing up and struggling to unlock the grip on her wrist. “I’ll—“

“You what?” the hazel-eyed teen spats out as he twists the arm he had in his possession. “You just had ya fuckin brothah raped, you demented bitch!”

“Unhand me!” the strawberry blonde shrieks out as she pulls back forcibly.

Ignoring the mind-numbing pain that the struggle is causing him, Jou continues, “You’re just digging yourself deepah and deepah inta a hole. As far as I’m concerned, you’re nothing ta me now! I fucking disown you!”

Letting go, Shizuka sprawls onto the floor with a heavy thud. The blond grins in satisfaction as he lies back down, suddenly feeling very tired. He barely even registers the collar being snapped into place around his neck and the chain that runs from it to the bedpost.

Grasping the key, “Why make this so hard, Kat-chan?” the strawberry blond asks in sadness. “I know you didn’t mean any of those things you say, not after what we’ve been through. He’s brainwashed you…I hate to do this but you’re to stay in here until you finally realize that loving him is a mistake…”

Getting up, Shizuka turns to walk out only to be stopped by a whisper.

“Den I’ll just die here a happy man, knowing dat someone cares and will miss me. I feel real sorry for ya sis…” Soon Jou was fast asleep with the name “Seto” on his lips.

Overcome with hurt and anger, the distraught sibling rushes out the door before collapsing into a writhing heap in the hall.

A housemaid walks by the sobbing girl but doesn’t stop to assist; instead she walks through the door that’s left open…

Hand quietly shuts the door as light brown eyes scan the sleeping naked blond that’s in the bed. Moving steathly forward, the maid carefully examines the bruises and injuries. She then grabs the thick steel chain that connects the boy to the bed. That girl outside is his sister?!

Shaking her head solemnly, the black haired maid moves her hand to the little earpiece that’s within her ear.

“You are NOT going to like this, Kaiba-sama…” she responds lowly.

***

“I’m listening…” The said teen replies as he grips the wheel in anticipation and tries to weave his way through the late 5 o clock rush hour traffic. He takes a bite of a fudge brownie and replaces it back on the plate that’s full of them, which sits in the passenger seat.

“Katsu should be safe right?” Kaiba asks worried that his spy has yet to tell him what’s going on. He honks loudly at a car that had just tried to cut him off…

“He’s asleep but…”

“But what...DAMMIT, WHO TAUGHT YOU HOW TO FUCKING DRIVE?!” the brunet lashes out to the same car; he honks his horn a couple of times.

“He’s been, well um….

“Just spit it out and if this asshole tries to cut me off one more time…” Kaiba growls out and in his irritation grabs up the brownie again and tears into it.

“Kaiba-sama, the one whom you call Katsuya Jounouchi is currently being chained to a bed. He’s been beaten and…and he’s been violated, sir. I’m sorry to have to tell you such horrible news.”

Upon hearing the report, the brunet abruptly forgets that he’s part of what seems like a million cars on the interstate towards New York City as he slams on his breaks.

Tires screeches all around the unexpected motionless Mercedes as honks and strings of curses soon follow.

Violated? Violated?! A pale chest begins to heave as Kaiba desperately tries to comprehend what had just gone through his ears.

“What? You’re…You’re not making sense…chains…beaten…violated?!” he shrieks as red becomes a color that he suddenly wants to see more of.

“Y-yes sir, I had heard some of the conversation that Jounouchi-san has had with Miss Summers. It appears that she had him raped and beaten…and now he’s chained to the bed by his neck…”

“YOU GOTTA BE FUCKING KIDDING!” the brunet yells out hoarsely, tears begins to form in azure eyes.

His car door suddenly swings open revealing a rather large pissed off man…

“Oh great a fucking Jap, no surprises dere! Yo man get da fuck off da damn road! Ya almost wrecked mah damn car, not everyone has fucking money!”

Bangs shields the dangerous gleam of eyes, as Kaiba still grips the wheel, knuckles white.

“You hear me...I said...” the man grabs a naked arm…big mistake.

A slightly smaller hand grabs the back of the man’s head and with alarmling force smashes his face against the car window causing the tinted glass to shatter.
“I’ll kill her…I’ll fucking kill her…” mutters the trembling brunet in a mantra as he closes his car door and sped off towards the Big Apple.

Leaving behind a bloodied stranger in his wake as the poor guy himself is now blocking traffic.

***

“Shizuka honey! Your father and I are home! Bring Katsuya-chan downstairs so we can have dinner!” Leiko exclaims loudly into the intercom beside the door.

However no reply came, only eerie silence.

“That’s odd.” Phillip mumbles, “Maybe she’s mad that we didn’t tell her about not coming home last night?”

“Well she has her brother here; I didn’t think she would mind now.” The green-eyed woman responds confused.

“Well let’s just go up to…err…what’s his name? It’s been so long…” the movie director asks sheepishly.

“Just call him Jou or Joey dear…but you’re right. Most likely she might be there as well.” Leiko moves up ahead to the intricate staircase.

Mr. Summers nods his head and follows just as a maid with black hair rushes down the stairs, bumping into him.

“Pardon me, miss. You seem to be in an awful hurry…”

“Oh, e-excuse me, Master Summers. Um, I was just informed that my services were needed in the kitchen. I didn’t expect for your arrival until another hour from now…” the maid manages out with a straight face.

Chuckling, Phillip explains, “Its ok, my dear. We did come home a little early then attended but no need for such haste, alright?”

“Yes sir…you have my apologies.” With that the girl is gone.

“Up here now Phillip and stop flirting with those young maids!” A dark red-head yells from the top foyer.

“Yes, my darling.” Mr. Summers acknowledges as he finishes his trek upward.

Leiko had once again gone ahead as she arrives to her son’s bedroom door, knocking on it a few times.

“Katsuya…it’s your mother. Is your sister in there too…we’re about to have dinner…Katsuya?”

A diamond encrusted hand reaches out and twists the doorknob…

The dark eyes of the movie director flies wide open as he hears the bloodcurdling scream tearing from his wife’s throat.

He runs the rest of the way down the hall just as Leiko backs away from the door in horror.

“What?” Phillip asks but decides to see for himself as he walks through the doorway…

“Oh my god!”

Jou cracks his eyes open as he stares at the two adults gawking at him.

“Heh, what’s wrong mom…ya seen me naked before haven’t ya? Even though I’ve may have grown a bit…”

“Katsuya-chan! What happened, did we get robbed?” Leiko sobs out as she runs to the blond’s side and nearly faints as she now sees the extent of the damage up close.

“Who did this to you? Where’s Shizuka? Is she ok?” Phillip asks sternly as he whips out his cell phone.

Jou swallows hard as he eyes the approaching figure from behind his stepfather…”I say she’s doing just fine…”

Before Mr. Summers could even have time to realize the warning, he feels something sharp go between his shoulder blades. Dropping the phone, he coughs and sputters up blood as he collapses to the floor. Revealing a handle of a letter opener, which sticks out of he fleshy back.

“I guess you were the blame as well…” Shizuka whispers, her voice void of emotion.

Once again, Leiko screams but this time more hysterically. As she witnesses her husband’s blood quickly staining the floor. The blond shakes his head as he looks away…

The strawberry blonde looks up and sighs, “Mother, that screaming is really annoying me…” And has if on cue, two men in black tuxedos walk in.

“Take her to the guest room next door and tie her up…Its all about me and Kat-chan now.”

The older red head screams again as she tries to escape from the men that were rapidly approaching her. “Oh god! Oh god! What’s become of my baby!? Oh god!! She sobs out as the guards, one in which her son has come to know personally, drags her out.

Shizuka looks down at the motionless body as she toes it. “Hmph, well he had it coming. Didn’t he Kat-chan? He had been the reason why we’re not a family anymore.”

Before the hazel-eyed teen could reply, the room as well as every light in the house gives way to the growing darkness of the approaching night. Only the faint pink light of the waning sun remains to give a bit of relief in the darkened room.

“What’s the meaning of this?!” shrieks the green-eyed girl as she runs up to the intercom next to the bedroom door.

“Wayne! What the hell! What’s going on outside?! Wayne!”

Only a series of gunshots replies back to the strawberry blonde.

***

The security guard trembles as he just empties his last rounds into an approaching figure in a menacing black trench coat. How is he still alive?! It’s impossible…

“I-I need back up!” He croaks into his communicator but no reply. He looks up again just as the figure disappears into thin air. Oh…HELL NO! Wayne gives a startled cry as he backs into something solid. A quick karate chop to the back of his neck causes him to pass out.

Smirking, the individual plays with the little remote like creation in his hand. It reveals a realistic holographic copy of a certain CEO…himself. Technology is just too fucking great.

***


Jou begins to shed tears in his happiness, somehow he just knew. His angel is here for him…

“Shhh, don’t cry Kat-chan…we’ll take our stepfather’s money and run away together. Just you and me…just like you’ve promised…” Shizuka coos as she runs her fingers through blond hair.
“I had promised mah baby sister dat but it seems she’s no longah here…now da only promises dat I intend on keeping is the ones I’ve made with mah angel…”

“FINE! IF YOU WANT TO BE A FAG THEN I GUESS YOU WANT BE NEEDING THIS!” screeches the insane girl as she quickly wrenches the letter opener out of her stepfather’s back and grabs her brother’s sensitive organ.

“Miss Summers, is something wrong?” a uniformed guard cuts in as he races into the door. He looks down at the body and then up at the situation before him.

“No, hon but I may need your help…this could get a little messy…” Shizuka smirks evily as she tightens her hold around her prize.

Jou yelps in pain but held his ground…he manages a smirk of his own…it was the first time he had ever seen a guard with blue eyes on this estate.

“Yes, I agree…things could get a little…graphic…” the familiar voice mutters out as he holds a black handle to a delicate yet bruised neck.

Green eyes widen considerably as the distinct chink sound of a cold blade flips out to meet her skin.

Shizuka suddenly realizes maybe there IS someone that’s a tad bit crazier than she is…

To be continued…

Next chapter: The final showdown