So... this happened. I'm still working on chapter 5 of 2am, I just wanted to publish this since I've had it in my docs for a very long time.
Seto sighed, letting his head fall. This was perfect, just fucking perfect. He stared at the wheel in front of him like it had offended him, which to be fair, it had.
His car had broken down in the middle of the street. Of course it had, because this week hadn't already been awful enough.
First he'd had to deal with the whole geek gang for a charity event where he'd had to invite Yugi, the King of Games, and Jounouchi, third place in everything, who had brought the rest of their gang with them. Then his brother had gone out with some friends without even telling Seto, just to later win the argument that he'd actually told Seto, but of course his workaholic brother didn't remember, which had been unfair since Mokuba told him at eleven pm, just in that moment when he's almost dozing off and just before his coffee refill. And last but not least, he'd had to stay in the office until almost three am, because of the launching of the new K-Cphone.
And now his car had broken down at three in the damn morning on a Saturday night. And he couldn't even call Isono because, after all the extra time that man had done, Mokuba had demanded he was given the day off, and of course Isono had earned it, but that was not the point.
"This is what happens when you're nice to people," Seto muttered. He rubbed his eyes in an attempt to stop himself from falling asleep. It was near freezing out there, the last cold front of the year, which didn't make sense because it was already April and Seto cursed every and any past person who contributed with global warming.
The mechanic had said they'd go for his car in three hours. Three damn hours in the cold.
Seto looked down at his phone. He knew that, if he called, Isono would come to get him. No matter what Mokuba had told him about taking time for himself, nor the hour, Seto trusted the man enough to know he would come.
However, before he could as much as unlock his cell phone, a bright light appeared in front of him. It was a car he realized, groaning to himself. There were just too many ways in which this could go wrong.
Seto turned off his light, this was a nice neighborhood; nice enough for his car to be mistaken as that of the resident of the nearest house.
Then the car, a big jeep, stopped a couple houses in front of him. Seto watched as the doors opened and two small figures came out. It wasn't until they were in the reach of the house's lights that he could actually get a look on them. Seto smiled bitterly, of course it was just his luck the two teens were his classmates.
He saw as one of them entered the house and the other kissed her cheek in farewell. And for a moment, just for a fleeting moment, Seto fooled himself into thinking Kisara wouldn't see his car, his very badly parked and outstanding car. But she did. Of course she did. Kisara's blue eyes settled on it. She frowned, walking towards him with a hand behind her back. Her steps were long, careful and confident. So Seto decided to turn on the inner lights, as to not look like a total creep. That's when her steps faltered, just for a second.
Kisara tapped his window, taking a step back when he rolled it down. "Seto Kaiba." Kisara said confused, like she just couldn't believe it was him. "What are you doing here?"
Seto scowled "Well, I can assure you I'm not admiring the scenery." He said because it really was way too early for pleasantries.
However, Kisara barely reacted to his tone. She pulled her hand from behind her back. It made Seto tilt his head in confusion. She was holding a flashlight.
"Open the hood." Kisara said, going to the front of his car.
Seto thought of brushing her off, telling her to mind her own business and leave him alone, then a breeze slapped his face and he silently obliged.
After almost five minutes the jeep's horn sounded. Kisara made a hand gesture to whoever was in there before closing the hood and walking back to where Seto was.
"Well I got good and bad news for you." She started, leaning on the open window. "On the bright side, your car is only in serious need of more oil."
"And on the bad side?"
Kisara pursed her lips "You got one of your wires broken and pumpkin isn't my usual car, so I don't have what I need to repair it." Seto rolled his eyes "However, he's also very big so I can give you a ride if you want."
Seto just stared at her. He knew a lot of things about Kisara Asakawa, even though they'd never exchanged more than four words. He knew she was the daughter of an important businessman. He also knew that her friends were known for going out to weird clubs every weekend, all of them were rejects in one way or another. However the thing that most people said about her was that she always helped everyone. Seto didn't believe it. No one did good things just because.
"Why would you?"
Kisara looked taken aback. She looked around before her eyes, her really blue, really deep eyes, found his again "Seto, it's freezing out here, and you car's a little… unsuited to sleep in." She explained slowly, like if she were talking to a toddler.
"I won't just leave my car abandoned here." Seto said, even though he couldn't care less about the car. This was about principles.
Kisara shrugged "We can push it to Eimu's house. She'll be cool with it as long as I inform her before she sees it."
Before Seto could argue some more Kisara was already making gestures with her flashlight to the people in the jeep. A guy, who looked older than them, and another two of Seto's classmates along with a girl he didn't recognize, climbed off the car.
"Kiss, is fucking freezing in here." One of the girls said.
"You better have a good reason to call us, kiddo." The older guy said.
Kisara rolled her eyes "Stop whining grandpa. I need you to help me push Seto's car more into Eimu's house. We're giving him a ride."
Seto expected protests, some remark about how it wasn't their problem or at least a comment about them leaving him here. They didn't come. Instead, the teens shrugged, before moving to the back of the car.
"Put it on neutral." Kisara told him as she joined them. With all five of them it was just a matter of seconds before the car was perfectly parked in front of Kisara's friend's house.
Once it was done, all of them ran towards the jeep, except for Kisara.
"Come on." She told him.
Reluctantly, very reluctantly, Seto followed her.
Once there he climbed on the passenger seat; heaving a content sigh at the warm inside.
"Sorry I didn't tell you before," Kisara started, while pulling the car out "but your house is actually quite close to mine so I'll be dropping you after I finish with my friends." Seto counted to ten "You can sleep if you want. I'll check they don't do anything unsavory," she said winking.
"Ex-fucking-cuse me," a girl from the back complained "but who here besides you would do that, Kisara."
"Hush, you're too drunk to talk." Kisara chastised her.
"I'm too drunk to talk but I ain't too drunk to push a damn car, figures" The girl muttered.
"Why were you out here at three in the morning, Kaiba?" A guy asked.
"That's none of your business," Seto snapped. Had he mentioned how damn early it was?
The guy merely shrugged, though "A good sleep could do wonders for your attitude, you know."
"But you sleep all the time" the oldest said "how come you're still a jerk?"
They started bickering, Kisara just shook her head while Seto closed his eyes, trying to block the world outside.
"Wait!" a girl behind him shouted "you're Seto Kaiba."
"Wow you're really drunk," Kisara muttered.
"No, that's not it. It's just that you're the Seto Kaiba who built Kaibaland. Man I love that place."
"I know right? I took my cousin there once. We had such a blast."
"Yeah, I know. I took my sister there last week, getting her out was almost impossible." Kisara smiled.
Seto couldn't help the way his lips lifted ever so slightly. Those parks were the thing that Seto was the proudest of, and nothing made him feel better than knowing how much other people enjoyed them.
"Your sister or you? Because if I remember correctly, last time we went there, you were the one who kept begging for one more picture with that dragon, babe." The girl he didn't know asked.
"You, too, are too drunk to talk." Kisara said, turning on the radio. It made Seto's lips lift a little bit further.
At the end, it took them half an hour to get to the last house.
"Thank you, kiddo." the older boy said "you're the best permanent designated driver ever." He said before trying to kiss her cheek through the open window.
Kisara ducked it "Yuki, you're not touching me with that."
He rolled his eyes "See you tomorrow!" Yuki screamed as he ran to his house.
Seto saw Kisara take a deep breath, caressing the wheel. Her shoulders sagged as a small smile crept on her lips.
"Can we leave now?" He asked, annoyed that she hadn't moved.
Kisara jumped, looking at him as if she had forgotten he was even there. She nodded "Yes, sorry."
They rode in silence, Kisara humming a song that Seto couldn't pinpoint but was certain he knew. It was relaxing. He could feel his eyes closing, too heavy to keep them open for any longer. All the tiredness he'd accumulated this week fell on him and he decided to just rest his eyes for a second. Just so they'd stop burning.
The car was warm and the seat was big and comfortable. Despite the fact that Kisara's friend had been drinking, the only detectable smell on the car was a sweet lemon scent. It was almost… cozy.
He was awaken a while later by the car stopping.
"We're here." Kisara softly said.
Seto nodded, his hand resting on the handle "Were you going to attack me with a flashlight?" he asked. The thought had caught him about fifteen minutes ago and he couldn't get rid of it.
Kisara laughed, taking the flashlight from her pants "Well, as a matter of fact," she held it up pressing a button. A side of the flashlight suddenly sparkled, producing a crude sound "yes."
Seto stared at it "It's a tazer."
"Yes, it is."
He looked at Kisara's face. She was smiling, seemingly amused, like it was completely normal for her to carry a tazer around.
"Weren't you supposed to be some kind of angel who could do no wrong?"
Kisara blinked "Was I?" Seto stayed silent, just trying to figure her out "So, what were you doing out at this hour?" She said, squirming under Seto's stare.
"Evaluating the results of the launch of the new K-Cphone."
"You mean this one?" Kisara drew her phone from her pocket. It had a Blue Eyes White Dragon case "I love this phone. You were right, by the way, it is the best camera on a cell phone."
"That's the idea."
"Well done then. You can be proud of this one, 'cause it's pretty awesome."
"Don't patronize me, I know the phone is good, I made it," Seto huffed, tightening his grip on the handle.
Kisara's face softened, her smile back in place "I'm not patronizing you, Seto. I genuinely believe this is a great phone, and I'm very happy to have it. I just wanted to let you know that."
Seto stared at her. She sounded sincere, even a little confused at his reaction. "You really are a damn angel," Kisara shrugged. He took a deep breath "You didn't have to bring me here."
"Yeah, well how much of an angel would've I been had I left you there to freeze in the middle of the night? I swear this weather's getting so wild. It's insane how japanese manage to live here."
"Aren't you japanese?"
Kisara chewed on her lower lip "I was born here, but I've spent a lot of time in America and the UK, among other parts of the world so I'm not that used to this weather." Seto opened his mouth to ask more, but Kisara cut him off with a smile "You should get in, I'm sure your brother will be worried about you." Seto relented, there was no point in pushing for more information right now and she had a good point "I'll see you on Monday," she said.
"Sure," He opened the door slightly, just about to get out, when his mouth blurted "Who's pumpkin?" without asking his brain first.
Kisara chuckled "My jeep. You probably couldn't notice at night, but it's a bright orange. Well it's mostly black metal, but the parts that are painted are orange. You know like Cinderella's."
Seto just shook his head. Kisara was a weird girl, he decided.
A weird girl who was completely right about his brother, as a matter of fact. Mokuba was waiting for him in the couch, worried lines marring his face.
"It's four am." Was all Mokuba said.
"I know."
"You said you'd try to get out early. This is going to kill you, Ni-sama."
"I left everything ready, so this will be my last all night." Seto ran a hand through his hair. "Right now I just need some sleep." He added when it seemed like Mokuba was going to say something else.
"Fine, but we'll talk about this tomorrow."
This is a two shot. Well it was a one shot but it was quite large so I decided to cut it into two.
English isn't my first language, so please tell me if you find any mistakes.
Well, I hope you liked it. This is a way of portraying Kisara I hadn't tried and I'm not sure about it, hence why it took me soo long to publish it.
I hope you have a great day.
