As Kaiba was grieving from seeing his late wife Kisara's tomb, he kept on thinking to himself of what he has gone through from the other two ghosts.
'How can all this be happening? This has to be some sort of nightmare! The first ghost showed me my past to try to make me feel guilty, then the other ghost shows me what I have done to those around me. This has to end now.' Kaiba got up from the snowy ground and stood in his own two bare feet.
"Whoever the third ghost is, I am not afraid of you! I will take you on with everything I got!" he yelled.
Kaiba got out of the church and walked all the way back to his house until he saw a shadow covering him from behind. He turns around and he sees a ghost with nothing on, but a black robe and hood covering its face. Kaiba looked at him and smirked.
"Hmph, let me guess, you're the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come, am I right?" The ghost nods to Kaiba's answer. "What, cat got your tongue?"
The ghost nodded again to his answer. "Then, tell me this spirit, what's yet to come for me when I am just sleeping in the comforts of my bed?"
The ghost knew Kaiba wasn't making any sense, but he suddenly waved to show a glimpse of what happened after Christmas was finished. Both him and Kaiba warped back into the streets of Domino City as it was raining and sees everyone moving on with their own lives as they were walking with their umbrellas covering them from the rain.
"It's Domino City. Why bring me back in downtown?"
As Kaiba said that, the ghost pointed to two men were talking in a private conversation.
"Hey, did you hear what happened?"
"No, what happened?"
"The rich man died in his sleep the other day. I don't even feel bad for the guy."
"Any idea how he died?"
"I don't know, all that I heard that he woke up dead."
"Hold on! How do you go to sleep alive and you wake up dead?"
"Because man, your alive when you fall asleep and you die in your sleep."
"That still don't make no sense!"
"Either way! He's dead."
"Any idea who inherited his riches?"
"He didn't give it to me, I can tell you that for sure?"
"I heard that the guys employees broke into his mansion and took everything in there."
"Whoa! That's going a bit over the edge, isn't it?"
"Why? The guys dead, it's not like he's gonna need it anymore."
"Yeah, that's true."
Kaiba was hearing the conversation of who died, but didn't know who this person was that died in the first place.
"Spirit, please tell me, is this the future of what has happened after Christmas? Or is it just an illusion that you made up?" he said. But, he then pointed to Yami's house. Kaiba and the ghost fazed through the wall to see what was going on. As he walked through the wall, he sees every one of Tea and Yami's close friends and family in their house. Kaiba saw Tea with a depressed look on her face sitting in her chair as Yami was showing no emotion at all just standing over by the staircase with their friends, a black-coated brown spike-haired man named Tristan Taylor, a tall slim young man with long black hair in a ponytail Duke Devlin, Yami's Grandfather Solomon Muto, Tea's parents, and Mokuba. Everyone was wearing nothing but black clothing to mourn the loss of a close friend and relative.
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A very Kaiba Christmas
FanfictionThis tells of a rich man who only cares about himself and his company until a few ghosts invade his life and show him the reality of Christmas and what he has done to everyone around him. Can these ghosts make this rich man see the error of his ways...