Chapter 1: Don't Mention Detention
Seto settled at his desk one morning in early spring at school and pulled out a book. It took a few minutes for Seto to realize that the teacher was introducing a new student. Seto sighed and set his book down, feigning interest.
"Good morning, class. We have a new student today. This is Joey Wheeler and he is from New York in America." The teacher put a hand on the blond teen's shoulder.
"Brooklyn, to be more specific." Joey grinned. He looked around the classroom and spotted Seto, noticing how blue his eyes were.
Seto stared unblinkingly back, noticing that Joey's eyes were chocolate brown. Joey was the first to look away, glancing at the teacher as the man said, "You can sit next to Mr. Kaiba. Go ahead and raise your hand."
Seto rolled his eyes and raised his hand. Joey wove through the aisle and slid into the chair at the desk to Seto's left. "I'm Joey." Joey introduced himself, holding out his hand.
Seto stared at the teen's hand until he let it drop. "I heard the teacher." He answered coldly.
"What's your name?" Joey continued, unhindered.
"Kaiba." Seto looked toward the front of the class.
"I know. What is your first name?" Joey continued, annoying Seto.
"None of your business." Seto replied coldly.
"Am I interrupting your conversation, boys?" The teacher interrupted them. "Detention for a week should shut you up."
Seto glared in Joey's direction. "Good going, mutt." He muttered.
"Do NOT call me mutt!" Joey shouted, jumping to his feet.
"Two weeks detention." the teacher ordered. "I will send you to the principal's office if you don't control yourself. Sit down, Mr. Wheeler." He ordered.
Joey plopped down uncermoniously, grumbling under his breath. Seto shot him a cocky look despite his anger, as if to say, "You got told off." Joey glared back, both of them debating whether to continue.
Seto snorted and looked to the front, dismissing Joey. This pissed Joey off even more, and he started to argue, but shut his mouth.
"Good. Let's get back to work. Because of the interruption," the teacher paused to glare at the pair. "We have lost precious learning time. Turn to page 324 in your books."
The students groaned as they complied.
As Seto and Joey faced off at the door at the end of claas, arguing silently about who goes first, the teacher spoke up from behind them, "Oh, Mister Kaiba and Wheeler. You didn't think I forgot about your detention, did you? You will meet me here after school."
"Yes, sir." Joey and Seto replied, though Seto with a sigh.
When the teacher looked away, Seto and Joey shoved each other to get through the door first. Joey went through first, stumbling. Seto laughed derisively. "A little clumsy there, pup?" He taunted. "Go back to your bitch's nipple."
Joey growled, catching his balance. "Shut up, Kaiba."
"I don't have time to deal with you. Thanks for detention." Seto shot him a nasty look and strode past him, bumping into him on purpose.
Joey followed, fuming.
Seto arrived after school, wishing to be almost anywhere but there. It only got worse as Joey showed up. "Great, now that explains why I smell wet dog." Seto smirked, walking into the room.
"Enough of the dog comments." Joey snapped, following him inside. The teacher hadn't arrived.
"You'll always be a dog to me." Seto sank into his chair.
"You don't care why it bothers me." Joey settled into his chair.
"Not in the least." Seto answered coldly.
"Some people don't have the pampered rich lifestyle like you did." Joey argued.
Seto looked like he tasted a lemon as he snorted. "Pampered? You don't have a clue what it was like growing up for me."
"Nor do I care." Joey tried and failed to sound cold, settling for aloof.
The teacher arrived, carrying a scraper, a spray cleaner, and a rag. "You are in detention, therefore you will be working. Mr. Kaiba, you will be taking the gum off the underside of the desks. Mr. Wheeler, you will clean the white board."
"Have fun." Jory ginned. "By the way, I left a little gift under my desk for you."
Seto looked like he would have attacked Joey if the teacher hadn't been there. "Fine." Seto set his book bag by the door and took the scraper with a sneer at the other teen. He went to the desks and got to work.
Joey took the spray bottle and rag and went to the board.
Seto scraped the gum off the bottom of Joey's desk, glaring at it like it was actually Joey. A thought occured to him and he grinned. He lifted the scraper and scraped the gum onto the seat. He then moved to another desk.
An hour later, the teacher called their attention. "You can take a five minute break." He announced.
"Great." Joey sighed. He went to his seat and plopped down.
Hiding his grin, Seto got to his feet as if there was nothing wrong. When the time was up, Joey tried to stand, but seemed stuck. "Something wrong?" Seto asked, innocently.
Joey glared at Seto as he continued to struggle. "Did you do this?" He demanded.
"I did no such thing." Seto answered coldly.
Joey managed to free himself, ripping a hole in his uniform trousers. "Great." He muttered, feeling the hole.
Seto stiffled a laugh. "Okay, back to work." The teacher announced.
Seto got back under the next desk and Joey turned to the board. He noticed Seto's bag with a monogrammed SK on the front and he got an idea. Glancing at the desk where Seto had disappeared, he went to the bags.
Reaching into his bag, Joey pulled out a bologna, cheese, and mayo sandwich. He quickly buried the bag in Seto's school bag. He returned to the board.
An hour later, the teacher dismissed them. Seto strode from the room with Joey following. They went their separate ways, Seto getting in a limo, Joey walking home.
Several days later, there was a buzz on Seto's home office. "Yes?" He asked, annoyed by the disturbance.
"Mr. Kaiba, there is something in your bag. Can I bring it in?" one of his maids requested, nervously.
"Come in." Seto reluctantly accepted.
The maid entered the office with his school bag and the smell hit him. "I'm sorry, I don't know what it is." The maid apologized, as Seto wrinkled his nose.
"Well, open it." Seto ordered, resisting the urge to cover his nose.
The maid dug through the bag and produced a bag that held a moldy sandwich. The smell grew stronger. "I didn't know it was there." The maid pleaded, close to tears.
"Get away from me and throw that away. Outside of the house." Seto ordered angrily.
"Yes, Mr. Kaiba." The maid backed out, shutting the door behind her. The smell slowly faded once the source was gone.
Seto sighed and thought of revenge.
