imagining it, stop it. Stop thinking that everything will be all right again. That is not true, you have to fight yourself to be able to live. Even if you seem to have become a cold person, you have to find your own way back to your old life and scratching yourself is not a solution. At some point the pain would surely pass and it would not help you, it does not alleviate your pain. Listen on me, "said Seto. He himself was surprised at his words, too, but there seemed to be something true about them.
"Please don't make the same mistake as me. Don't let your heart get cold. Try to keep the warmth in it," said Kisara. She just changed the subject and looked at him.
"The warmth in my heart?", Seto repeated the last sentence.
"Yes, I can feel it. You just came to me and wanted to help me. You yourself say that you are an ice-cold person and that is what everyone says about you, but I can see that this is not true.It's not you, I suppose it's just your protective shield so you don't get hurt, "interjected Kisa.
"No, I'm not that person. I'm cold and I can't change myself," Kaiba sighed. He was a little sorry that he was who he was.
"I don't think so. You can always change. Don't make the same mistake as I do. Celebrate with your brother and show him how much you love him. If that works, you will have a wonderful celebration of love", smiled the white-haired one and got up. "I have to go now."
When Kisara was already a few meters away from him, he looked at her again. The whole time before that he looked thoughtfully at the floor. Maybe she was right after all. "Wait a minute, what's your name?" He asked.
"Kisara, just Kisara," the girl smiled at him.
"And where can I find you? I would like to find out more about you and talk to you, maybe it would be good for you too," he called to her.
"I'm everywhere, sometimes here, sometimes there. But mostly I'm near you, you just have to think of me and I'll be there," she answered him.
"What do you mean?", Seto asked. He didn't understand.
"An angel has no permanent residence. An angel, especially a guardian angel, is always where the protégé is," said Kisara.
Seto couldn't believe it, one thing was certain for him, there were no angels and certainly no guardian angels. And if there were, then he would be the last person to get one, not him, not the ice-cold businessman.
"That can't be. Angels don't exist," Kaiba objected.
"But they do exist. They just cannot be seen by people, but they are there and they protect those who love them. I told you about my parents' accident. It was two years ago, at Christmas, but they weren't alone in the car. I was there too. I don't think I have to tell you anymore, you can think of the rest for yourself, "Kisara replied."You died with your parents?", Seto asked. He couldn't believe it. The whole time the girl was talking about the fact that she had no one to celebrate Christmas with and now she was telling him that.
"Exactly, that's how it was. But I am an angel now, I can help my wards, help so that his Christmas is beautiful," smiled the white-haired.
"Will we see each other again?" Kaiba wanted to know. He liked her and he liked talking to her. He wanted to take some with her more often, but he didn't know if they would ever see each other again.
"I'm always with you. No matter where you are, I always take care of you. Just think of me and I'll be back," smiled the girl. Before Seto could say anything, she was gone. There was nothing where it was. Seto was still looking at this place for a while, he felt as if he could still feel her aura, but the white-haired girl was no longer there. Seto glanced at his watch for a moment. It was just midnight and Christmas was starting. He made his way home calmly.

The next day, more precisely in the early afternoon, Seto woke up very late, he didn't come home too early in the evening and still had to sleep in. The meeting with Kisara had not been an easy one for him and he had almost forgotten it, but shortly before waking up he began to dream about her. He looked into her face, it was surrounded by warmth and he wished the girl was with him. After Seto woke up, he started to sigh. He had proof. There was no angel named Kisara because he was thinking of her and she wasn't there. It was enough for him, angrily he got up and left his room.
Mokuba was already waiting impatiently for his big brother.
"There you are," smiled the little one. "I thought you'd overslept today," he sighed.
"Don't worry about that. I'm not going to sleep through this day.I'll celebrate him with you ", Seto smiled and ruffled his little brother's hair for the first time.
"Seto ... are you serious?" Mokuba wanted to know. He couldn't believe it and hugged him for joy.
"Yes, it will be a great Christmas, as long as the two of us have each other, we don't need anyone else," replied the older one.

It was now evening and the Kaibas were eating together in the dining room. After dinner we went to the living room, where Mokuba immediately rushed to the presents. He grabbed it as quickly as possible and was happy about its content. There were toys, Duel Monsters cards, and other great things included. Seto, on the other hand, just sat down on the sofa and watched the little one.
"Thank you, Seto," smiled the black-haired one and stood in front of Seto with some pacts. "These are your gifts, I hope you are happy."
"Thank you, little brother. When they come from you, I'm always happy," smiled Kaiba. He picked up the pacts and looked at them. If he was honest he hadn't felt like opening a present, but because of his brother he did it anyway.
"And do you like it?", Moki wanted to know.
"It's ... great," Seto nodded and hugged him. There weren't many presents, but you could see that Mokuba put a lot of effort into the selection and Seto wanted to honor this too.
There was only one present that was left. It could easily have been overlooked, but it was a magical attraction for Seto. Seto got up and went to them. It wasn't like the others next to him, apparently Mokuba had forgotten to bring it because it was still under the Christmas tree. There was a small card next to the present.
"Merry Christmas
Kisara, "it said. With a smile, Seto tore the package open and opened it. He was happy, this gift seemed to be the best he had ever received.
"And what is it?" Mokuba asked softly.
"Look here," said Seto happily.He immediately showed it to his little brother and he was amazed at Seto's happy face.
"Who is it from?" The little one wanted to know.
"From Kisara", Seto pronounced her name.
"Who is that?" Moki asked the question again.
"My guardian angel .....", Seto replied. He didn't say more because he knew that his younger brother wouldn't understand. She had actually thought of him and given him another present.
Mokuba was also happy for his brother, he had been happy and this was not because of the beautiful Christmas, but because of the fact that Seto was also happy this time.

Seto was lying on his bed that evening. He looked at his present and occasionally looked up at the ceiling. His thoughts swirled around Kisara. Since he had met her, he had been a different person, he constantly felt what was good and what was bad. In addition, he could finally smile again and enjoy the days with his brother. She must have actually been an angel, after all, it bordered on a miracle that he could smile or even really enjoy a day.
"Thank you," he said softly. Inwardly he hoped that she would get it.
"You don't need to say thank you," said a voice. Seto looked spellbound at his window. Kisara stood there in her white dress and her hair was blown back and forth by the wind that came through the open balcony window. She looked wonderful standing there.
"How did you get here?" Kaiba asked softly. But then he knew the answer himself. "I know you are my guardian angel and you are always where I am."
"That's exactly how it is," nodded the girl. It was glad that she believed him now.
"I'm sorry I didn't believe your words at first," Seto apologized.
"That doesn't matter. I can understand that it was difficult for you to believe that I was your guardian angel. It was also difficult for me to understand it at the beginning," replied Kisara."I wish you were human again and could go on living normally," the young man sighed. He got up from his bed and went to her.
"It was my fate, nobody can change that. If I weren't an angel, then I would certainly never have met you. There's something good about it all," said Kisara. She knew that a person could not be resurrected and accepted her fate.
"But you certainly haven't experienced much in your younger years. I wish I could at least show you something. Do you have a wish? I will make it come true, it will be my gift to you," said Kaiba.
"I'm perfectly happy. My only wish was to see you happy and to help you. I really don't need anything," the white-haired interjected.
"Is there really nothing? My chances are great and anything would be possible for you," repeated Seto. He couldn't believe she had it all, not in her young life.
"You don't have to ask. I'm so happy," smiled the girl and put her hand on his cheek. "I'm glad that we met once and that we really faced each other."
Seto was amazed, the girl could touch him, an angel could touch him properly and in such a way that he could feel it too.
"I think there is something I can give you," said the businessman. Slowly he pulled Kisara to him and looked into her eyes. "I don't think you've got this before," he said softly. Slowly he closed his eyes, his face moved closer and closer to that of Kisara. Tenderly he touched her lips and kissed her. He kissed his guardian angel, a girl he was very fond of and probably felt more for her than he would ever imagine. The girl felt the same way, she didn't know what to do with her feelings and tried to express them in this