Hey guys! I'm back after a long hiatus to bring you more SetoxIsis. One thing about this, I've learned that although I'm used to the names in the American Dub, I prefer the names Malik and Rishid better (they fit better than the Americaa ones) so I'll be using those names instead. Everything else should be explained within the text. Hope to get your support! Enjoy!
Chapter 1: For She who Loves Ice Cream
Ice Cream.
If not for ice cream, nothing would have ever happened. Or at least, that's what Seto Kaiba would always convince himself of.
Normally the stone faced teenager had no taste for sweets, but ordering Rowland to buy Ishizu an ice cream cone from the vendor seemed like the right thing to do in the situation. Being as to how he'd never been on a date before, and had never watched any movies with a dating couple in it, or read anything about what dating couples did on said dates, he was playing by ear. Still, even the word "date" sounded weird to him.
In truth, it really wasn't a date. Being as to how dates are occasions where two people plan to spend time together as a couple doing things such as going somewhere to entertain themselves like a movie or a park, and usually also entailing the consumption food; this outing to kill time until Seto's delayed jet fueled and could return the couple back to Japan, could not really be considered a "date".
Seto Kaiba and Ishizu Ishtar had become a couple without dating. Often they could communicate without need for any pointless words. With a look they could communicate so much. And just like that, without a word between them, Ishizu had agreed to be his woman.
Then Ishizu went back home to Egypt. Seto went to oversee Kaibaland in America. He thought of her often while she was away, but didn't dare call her. There was no point if he had nothing worth saying. Neither of them were the type to just call and say "I love you" or "I miss you". Those were a given, there was no need.
Ishizu finished her work in Egypt and came to America where they immediately began a life. She moved in with Kaiba and worked as a museum consultant for their Ancient Egyptian exhibits, while he oversaw the western branch of Kaiba Corp and Kaibaland. In time though, the time came for Kaiba to return to Japan and Ishizu would be coming with him.
Kaiba and Ishizu sat together on a bench, watching as happy families and young adults ran past. Normally, Kaiba would have stayed inside the administration building rather than amongst the people paying to be in his lovely amusement park and lower level employees, but Ishizu looked as though she would suffocate surrounded by anymore white walls.
When the 18-year old CEO caught his 20-year old girlfriend eying a small boys ice cream cone with a hint of intrigue, he found himself ordering Rowland to buy one for her. A small mountain of chocolate vanilla swirl was presented shortly after. Ishizu eyed it curiously, looking back and forth between it and the young man who ordered it for her.
"What?" Kaiba looked at her sideways. "It shouldn't be poison."
"Thank you, Seto. You're very thoughtful." Ishizu replied unshaken. She bowed her head slightly as a sign of her thanks.
"Whatever." He said looking back at some other young kids with ice cream. They looked so happy with them. Kaiba couldn't relate to that feeling. Ice cream did nothing to soothe him as a kid, at least, when he was able to get it. He stole a glance at Ishizu, who was eating with a pleasantly surprised expression.
"I've never eaten ice cream before. It's quite good." She answered, noticing his look. Regardless of his guffaw, Ishizu happily finished the ice cream until she saw the large black helicopter land on top of the administration building in the distance.
Silently the couple stood and straightened out their clothes. Kaiba wrapped a lean arm around her waist and they were off. Ishizu had no qualms with being led by the waist. It seemed to be a habit of his. Kaiba tended to keep the things that "belonged" to him very close if he could help it. Mokuba might need to pull away, but Ishizu had no such desire.
Kaiba maneuvered himself and Ishizu through the crowds and stands with ease. All around them, young couples clad in shorts and t-shirts enjoyed their day in the park; eating, riding rides, playing games, watching shows, and much more. This young couple's hour in the park however, had come to an end. Ishizu had enjoyed sitting on the bench with her boyfriend and the ice cream. It was enough.
Together they approached the administration building, where Rowland swiped a card allowing them access inside. Once inside, they headed straight for the elevator, going all the way up to the roof. The calm hum of the elevator relaxed them for a while before it reached the roof and the doors opened. On the roof, the wind was a bit stronger, but it felt nice, the weather being as hot as it was.
In the time it took to reach the building and get to the roof, the jet had nearly finished gassing up. The pilot held out a helpful hand and eased Ishizu up the steps into the jet. Kaiba followed closely behind, making sure the pilot didn't try anything with his woman. Once inside, the pilot tipped his hat and left the two alone.
Ishizu took her favorite seat in the second row on the left. Normally, Kaiba would sit across the aisle, but decided to sit next to her instead.
"Seto, could you pass me my book. Its in the pocket right in front of you." She asked, pointing to the back of the seat in front of him. Kaiba grunted as he leaned forward to grab the book from its pocket.
Instead of giving it to her, Kaiba opened the book for himself and started to read. Ishizu looked over at him somewhat contemptuously. Not a day went by when she forgot how big of a jerk he could be when he wanted to be, but for some odd reason she still loved him. Kaiba loved her too. Usually he disliked women in general, but the fact that she didn't try to be cutesy and her mood stayed pretty constant, helped him to adjust to her and eventually grow to love her.
Kaiba felt a hand rest on his thigh, followed by the weight of her head against his shoulder. He leaned towards her a bit so she wouldn't have to lean so far to see the book. Once they were adjusted, he rested his chin slightly atop her head, and together they read.
They had nearly finished the first chapter of the book when the familiar sound of the engine starting up sounded, alerting them that they had finished gassing and the pilot was ready to go.
"Mr. Kaiba, Miss Ishtar, we'll be lifting off momentarily. Please be advised." The pilot's voice drummed over the intercom. Kaiba and Ishizu buckled themselves in and resumed their previous positions.
As the jet took off, Ishizu gazed out the window, enjoying the view. Kaiba continued to read the book grumpily without her. He had little interest in looking at the view. To him, there was nothing special about the shrinking Los Angeles skyline.
"This book sucks." Kaiba commented, his gaze never leaving the pages. "How do you read this garbage?"
"It's not that bad."
"The woman in this story is incredibly annoying."
"Well she's not perfect, no, but then again no one is."
"I'm only in the second chapter and I want to beat the shit out of her." He tossed the book in her lap and leaned more heavily on top of her head. Ishizu seemed not to mind.
"No woman is ever good enough for you Seto." Ishizu picked up her book and resumed reading from where she left off. Kaiba grunted in response but said nothing.
About two hours in, Ishizu's eyes felt strained from reading, so she put the book down. Kaiba appeared to be sleeping on her. She could feel his shallow breath on her forehead and smiled. She didn't want to wake him up, but she had to.
Ishizu gently nudged him awake, much to Kaiba's dismay.
"What?"
"You should go lay down." She said, sitting upright. Kaiba grumbled in annoyance. "You're going to be sore if you fall asleep like this for too long."
"You coming?" Kaiba stood.
"I suppose so, why? Can't you fall asleep without me?" Ishizu smirked.
"Whatever." Kaiba brushed her off and walked towards the back of the jet. Near the back, the walls closed off into a small hallway before opening up again into a small kitchenette area. Within the hallway were two doors. On one side was a door leading to the bathroom. On the other, a small bedroom.
Kaiba shuffled in to the bedroom, not waiting to see if Ishizu would follow. She watched him for a while before placing her book back in the pocket Kaiba had previously retrieved it from. Then, she walked to the bedroom as well.
The room wasn't very big, just big enough to comfortably hold the queen sized bed and a bolted down mini-fridge. By the time Ishizu walked in, Kaiba had already taken off his coat and shoes. She helped by hanging his coat on one of the hooks on the door and placing his shoes at the side of the bed while he fumbled with his belt.
Kaiba was obviously tired and annoyed because no matter how much he tugged at it, the belt wouldn't loosen. Ishizu noticed his pathetic display and took over, undoing the belt for him. While she did that, he took the opportunity to take off the black undershirt he was wearing.
"Don't worry about it." Kaiba waved Ishizu away from unfastening his pants as well.
"You're leaving them on?"
"Yeah." Kaiba walked around to his side of the bed and lay down. Ishizu shrugged it off and began taking off her own clothes. She sat down on the bed and carefully slipped off most of her heavy gold jewelry first, then placed them into her slippers. Finally she untied the knot behind her neck, holding up the top of her halter style dress. She unzipped the rest and stepped out. Free of the long, black, mostly cotton dress, she was left only in a strapless slip and her underwear, which was comfortable enough.
She lay down beside Kaiba on the bed and rested her eyes, strained from reading. Her boyfriend was already passed out again, breathing lightly against the pillow. She had hoped that Kaiba might've stayed awake long enough to enjoy her state of undress, but she couldn't blame him for being tired. Besides, they still had a long ways before they reached Japan.
Still, to Ishizu, it seemed such a waste. She turned over on to her side and look at the sleeping teen. Beneath that thick layer of arrogance, he was a very sweet boy. Well maybe sweet wasn't the right word, but he was handsome either way. Ishizu ran a finger down his chest stopping to play with his belly button, then tracing the outline of his pelvic bone.
She allowed her hand to linger there for a while, but closed her eyes and forced herself to think of something other than her encroaching desire. The image of the ice cream Kaiba had given her previously popped into her head. She'd really enjoyed it.
With thoughts of ice cream and when she could get more of it back in Japan, Ishizu managed to lull her self to sleep.
Seto awoke hours later to the feeling of turbulance. He looked at his watch when he saw how dark it was. He'd already slept for eight hours. Kaiba hadn't realized how tired he was until then. He took the chance to look down at Ishizu, who was still sleeping. He couldn't help but notice how alluring she was in that state.
He decided to be good and not take advantage of the situation. Instead, he took his laptop and went back to his seat to do some work. It wasn't long before they hit more turbulance and Ishizu woke up as well.
"Don't get dressed yet." Kaiba ordered from his seat.
"Why not?" Ishizu answered from the bedroom.
"Because, I'll be there in a second." Kaiba hurried to finish up what he was doing at a good spot.
"I understand." Ishizu said, walking to the kitchen. "But let me eat first."
Kaiba didn't let his woman eat very much before he was pulling her back into the bedroom for some overdue "personal time".
By the time the two landed in Japan, Ishizu, having had all her other needs met, was preoccupied with one thing and one thing only. Ice cream. She really really wanted to have another taste of it. She'd already asked Kaiba about it on the jet, but now that they were on the ground, she felt compelled to reiterate.
Kaiba and Ishizu walked off the jet and into a waiting limosine. Rowland, who had been in the cockpit with the pilot for the flight, held the door open for them, then sat in the front with the driver.
"Seto, can we pick up ice cream on the way?"
"Maybe later. I just want to get home and walk around first."
"Well when we get there, couldn't we walk to go buy some?"
"How old are you, four?"
"There's no need to react that way, Seto, it's a question."
"You're begging for ice cream like a child."
"Well excuse me if I'm coming across as childish. That being said, I'd like to try it with all chocolate this time. What other kinds of flavors are there?"
Kaiba glared at her angrily, to which Ishizu humphed in contempt. She didn't think she was asking too much nor did she think she was being childish. Then again, she had little exposure to children outside of Marik, and they didn't grow up like normal children, so she wouldn't know if asking for ice cream was a childish thing or not.
The limo passed through the familiar streets of Domino; the library, the museum, the gaming centers, the city streets, and then on into the suburban areas, then the more remote areas, until the familiar clearing leading to the Kaiba mansion.
Ishizu hadn't spent very much time at the Kaiba mansion before she left for Egypt. It was still a very impressive place. She might've been even more impressed had she not had ice cream on the brain. However, due to Kaiba calling her behavior childlike, she decided to stop asking about it.
The gates opened, allowing them on the grounds. Kaiba looked over at Ishizu, who was scanning the carefully sculpted land. He would never understand her preoccupation with looking at buildings and trees and grass. In his mind, they were things not worth paying much attention to. They didn't change or anything. A tree is a tree is a tree and grass is grass.
Still the mysterious air she gave off while she was gazing off was something he'd grown accustomed to and had learned to love about her. She was elegant and mysterious and feminine rather than cute or girly. Cute, girly things made him want to stab himself in the face with blunt objects.
The limo stopped right in front of the main doors and Rowland got out to open the door for them. Kaiba stepped out first, then offered up his hand to Ishizu, who took it graciously as she stepped out. Kaiba took her by the waist and walked her to the open door.
After the servants of the house greeted them and Kaiba got comfortable he retreated to his office upstairs leaving Ishizu to sort out her things in the master bedroom. Usually the maids did a good job of unpacking for her, but Ishizu still felt more comfortable arranging her few treasured belongings for herself.
Kaiba went right to work in his office, setting up phone conferences and getting things in order for his return to work the next day. He allowed himself to fully emerge in his work for about an hour, then got up to check on Ishizu. However, when he checked the bedroom, there was no sign of her. He did a quick check downstairs in some of the places he thought she might be hiding, but to no avail.
"Do you know where Ishizu went?" He asked a maid polishing some silver wear in the kitchen.
"Miss Ishtar left a few minutes ago, sir. She said she needed to walk around outside. But um, she said that she left you a note in the master bedroom."
Kaiba, with not as much as a thank you, turned and walked back upstairs to find whatever note the maid was talking about. A brief overview of the room revealed the note, written on a paper napkin from off the jet. On it, a short message: "Went to buy ice cream. Be back before dark." He grumbled as he crumpled the napkin up and left the room. Ishizu was acting like such a child.
In the months that followed, Kaiba would blame the incident that befell Ishizu that night on his decision to buy her that damn ice cream cone back at Kaibaland.
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