Chapter: A dirty coat more or less, what the heck?

Chapter 7: A dirty coat more or less, what the heck?

Yes / Yes. I'll be back after 8 weeks. Sorry that it took so long with this cape, but it almost drove me to despair. Well, here it is! ^ _ ^
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Yoko

I keep walking along the wide street. In the meantime it has started to rain and thick drops of water wander down my tight shirt. In the distance I can even see a flash of lightning. Am I afraid? No. Does the rain bother me? No. Nothing bothers me anymore. My life is over. I can not anymore. And Mr. Kaiba can cross me. I hate him! Oh yes and how! I would love to make his life a cave for him. And Ann can do me too. The one with her stupid chatter about "revenge" and in the end everything goes wrong anyway. Pe! I don't need you!
Suddenly I get really cold and my whole body is shaking.If only I had taken my jacket with me.

Seto

All clothing was slowly removed from his body. Seto Kaiba didn't seem to notice any of this. He only thought of his fiancée, who must have taken the train to nowhere by now. While three people outside got ready to look for Yoko, Seto wondered feverishly where she might have gone. When his gaze found its way back to reality, he noticed what had actually happened and why a cold shiver ran up his spine.
"Where did you put my clothes, witch?" He asked, giving his voice a deadly undertone.
"Well Setolein (He hated that expression. It sounded terrible with Martina.) Now you're in MY world ..." said his ex-girlfriend, trying to sound particularly seductive. Frankly, she didn't succeed at all.
Before she could know it, Seto had grabbed his pants, picked up his coat and was ready to find his fiancée in this storm.Martina's eyes got bigger and bigger.
"How can you? Two months ago you whispered tenderly in my ear that you would love me and now?"
Seto's face revealed a derogatory grin.
"Now you finally know what it means to be abandoned. Did you really think I would leave my fiancée just to get laid? I beg you ... I can afford better."
"With that schoolgirl?"
"This school girl has more than you ever had."
With these words he left the room and met Haishi, who was dressed in a rain jacket and an unfashionable rain hat and was ready to look for his treasure. Had the situation not been so serious, Seto would likely have taken a picture and sold it to the newspaper.
(To sue her for her stupid fashion tips. Was anyone expecting anything else here?)
Maybe another time, he thought.
"Well, are you ready to make life difficult for my daughter?", Haishi said in a serious voice and just checked whether all the lucky charms were attached to his hat.Seto snorted disparagingly.
"I'll go looking for Yoko, I'll always be her fiancé."
"Ha, you probably thought!", Kiro suddenly intervened and stood in front of Seto so that the two competitors could look into each other's eyes.
"I'm her fiancé, too, and her TRUE one. So I'll go."
"Then that would be decided.", Said Ms. Imata and put an umbrella into Seto's hand.
"You're BOTH going and woe betide you don't bring them back!"
Seto nodded. The first time that he appreciated a statement from this woman and went ahead. In front of the door he was stopped again by the twins, who brought him a flashlight.
"What's that supposed to be? Shall I spend another night in the pond?"
Taki and Toku shook their heads.
"Find our sister, you idiot! That doesn't mean that we like you now or that we will stop spoiling your life for you, but as long as our sister is gone, there is a truce."Without reacting, Seto went into the rain. If he couldn't find his fiancée, it would all be over. Something like that couldn't happen.

Yoko

Oh man! Why does it have to be so cold? Where am i now Well, guess what! Right, I'm sitting in front of an outhouse that, by the way, is locked and mourning for my life. It could actually be quite cozy, if it weren't for the fact that I'm standing next to a broken drain pipe and I'll tell you one thing: the stench is unbearable! From a distance I hear voices. Is Seto looking for me? I shake my head vigorously. He has better things to do B. lay my cousin down. The two of them have already done this a thousand times anyway, but knowing that someone is suffering from it is of course something very special for Seto. Yes / Yes. I already understand. Sure, of course. Another day of my life, because I'd rather cancel it right away. Seto"Yoko! Where are you?", Seto shouted into the black area. He never would have thought that he would look for a girl. There was a first time for everything.
Kiro was also looking for his fiancée, although Seto would have preferred to forget this fact and ... Mokuba. When asked why the little one was actually here, there was a simple answer: Seto had given in to his doggy look again. Typical. Now there wasn't just one means of blackmailing him. Yoko mastered this look like no other. One reason why he was here now. Life was just unfair.
Suddenly he noticed a little house on the corner. Its walls had seen better days and judging by the stench it was a sanitary facility.
"Seto, we've searched everything now. I have no idea where she might be."
Breathing heavily, Mokuba stopped in front of him and Seto spread his coat over him. But the little one pushed him away.
"Better save that for Yoko!She's really mad at you. "

Yoko

Two minutes have passed, in which I wondered when lightning would hit me. What? That is a fair question! Oh god, now I'm talking as swollen as Seto. Uh, of course I mean like Mr. Kaiba.
"Yoko, is that you?" A man's voice asks me, which sounds eerily like Seto, but which doesn't belong to Seto. Phew Lucky No, it belongs to Sato. He looks a lot like my hypocritical fiancé, but he's much more shy. Well As long as it is not Seto who finds me here, everything should be fine with me.
"What are you doing here in the rain?" He says, helping me to get up. (What a gentleman! If Seto would never have done it….-_-)
"Come with me, I'll bring you to me."
OK. The main thing is that it's not raining there and Seto is not there. Shit: his name is KAIBA, KAIBA! Oh, I'm giving up. I'll never be able to call him Kaiba anyway.We go to a small club and immediately the loud music hits my head. Man, is that a boom. In my condition, I think everything is bad. (I know that you don't enjoy reading this whole tragedy, I don't care either! Or have you ever sat in front of an outhouse for hours?)
I sat on a small chair in front of the bar and bury my head in my hands. Sato looks at me with his "I-can-understand-you-look".
Despite the many prohibitions in my brain not to think about Seto anymore, my conscience finally prevails and if my imagination plays along, I should see him sitting sadly on our bed right away. Oh yeah. My imagination is once again unsurpassable.
"Lovesick?" Asks Sato and pours red stuff into a glass to hold it in front of my nose the next moment. Around me I see smiling faces and quite a few couples kissing in each other's arms and moving rhythmically to the newly played song.With a sip I empty my glass and demonstratively place it next to the small ashtray.
"I think you should go to him!", Sato says suddenly and starts polishing a glass. "ME? Go to HIM? You can forget that! I will never do that in my life! It was enough already that I had a guilty conscience, just because of this idiot, but also to communicate with him would be really too much required! "

Seto

"Let's go again. We won't find her today anyway.", Kiro said and was about to go when Seto stood in front of him.
"I definitely won't stop until I find Yoko. And if you really want to be her fiancé, then please pull yourself together!"
"Somebody's in a bad mood. Of course I'm worried about my swan ..." he let his voice sound uneasy. "Still, it doesn't help her if we destroy ourselves, does it?"Seto snorted disparagingly until he fixed his gaze on his brother. The gray curly hair was all wet, sticky and disheveled from the heavy rain it had endured. The dark blue eyes looked up at him tiredly and the clothes were stained with mud. Seto sighed.
"Well, come on, Mokuba. There must be something here where we can take shelter."
Kiro just shrugged and walked back the way they had come. Seto was very happy not to have to endure the blonde anymore and stood under the nearby ridge of the roof.
"Seto, why don't we go home too? It could be that Yoko is already waiting for us?"
"I dare to doubt that, Mokuba."

Yoko

"Yoko! We finally found you!" Shouts a little curly head and rushes towards me. I jump from my chair and hug Moki. A man with a soaked coat and thick circles under the eyes is also there.Wait a moment. Coat? It reminds me of something.
"Seto?" I ask the wet figure in front of me and see it look at me angrily.
"What were you thinking of running away in the rain? Because of you, we were allowed to search the whole city for you for hours."
Its teeth grind like a shark's. That means he's really, really pissed off. Just wait. Because I'm not without either!
"And who is to blame? You had to do it with your ex-girlfriend ... what do I know what ...! And YOU yell at me?"
Meanwhile, a lot of people stop dancing and look over at us. You have probably noticed that everything is not right with Seto and me. How i hate that.
Seto doesn't like that at all either. He looks at each and every one of them with his ice gaze. It's good that his hair is still blonde and nobody notices who he is.
Mokuba saw that too, of course. He takes my hand and puts it in Setos. Then just a dog glance and his brother has to sigh.He leans over to me and whispers in a husky voice:
"I'm sorry. I should have told you what happened to Martina and me."
He's hugging me and his wet coat. (Very cozy! ^^) and squeezes my hand.
"Ow!" I scream when he almost crushed