Welcome to MOKUBA'S TUTOR! This is the first story I wrote that I actually posted anywhere, so please be nice and don't flame! I only wrote this story up to a point, too, so if you have any suggestions (you KNOW you do), please let me know because I'll be writing what you want me to write! Here's another thing: the character Kea is based on me. Except my hair isn't that long and my boobs aren't as big as Kea's are. Heeeey it's a fictional story, I can look like whatever I wanna look like! *innocent smile* R&R please!!
This isn't an AU, but people's ages are different. Here are the ages for Kaiba, Kea, and Mokuba. You'll find out about the other characters later.
Kaiba: 18
Kea: 17
Mokuba: 14
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Disclaimer: Ya know how you can tell Yu-Gi-Oh! isn't mine? ... There isn't a character based on me that goes out with Seto Kaiba. ^_^
---------------Meet the Tutor---------------
There was a knock on the front door of the Kaiba mansion, causing Seto Kaiba to look up from his laptop and sigh. "Mokuba, your tutor's here!" he called to his younger brother, who was now fourteen.
"I don't want a tutor!" Mokuba yelled. His angry voice rang into the living room as the knocking on the door continued. "Why can't I just fail ninth grade in peace?!"
"I'm not going to let you fail," Kaiba said protectively. He put his laptop down and walked over to the door, pulling it open only slightly to examine Mokuba's new tutor. He looked her up and down; she didn't exactly look like tutor material.
She was wearing a plain pair of black boot cut jeans that weren't tight like the jeans other girls wore, and her shirt was obviously a few sizes too big. It was black, and in bold white letters had the words 'HI. DON'T LOOK AT MY SHIRT'. She had tied it in the back with a black rubber band, making the shirt appear to be smaller and showing off her curves just a bit. She had a black, mini backpack slung over one shoulder.
The girl's skin was a cafe color, Kaiba could tell that she was obviously biracial; black and white. Her dark brown hair was tied back in a bun, covered almost entirely by a black scarf. A few strands had fallen over her face, attracting attention to the fact that she had on no make-up. Her deep brown eyes looked at him with a hint of boredom, as if she wasn't expecting much from this tutoring job. She was about five inches shorter than his 6'1" frame; tall for a girl Mokuba's age.
Looking her up and down and taking in everything about her, Kaiba could tell that he wasn't going to like this girl. He thought about her whole appearance in general, and he came to the conclusion that the only thing attractive about her was her chest.
"Hi," the girl said. "I'm Kea, I'm here to tutor Mokuba." When Kaiba didn't say anything, she continued a bit slowly. "I'm assuming you're Seto Kaiba ... Mokuba's older brother? Right?"
Kaiba opened the door for Kea in one swift motion. "You should never assume things," he said, motioning for her to follow him inside. "But in this case, you happen to be right. Call me Kaiba."
"Okay Kaiba," Kea said as she closed the door behind her and stepped down the two steps to the living room. She was ready to speak when Kaiba said,
"Take a seat, I'd like to question you before you begin tutoring my brother."
Kea sat down on the couch without a word and looked at Kaiba. She was used to being questioned by people, so she crossed her legs and prepared fro the quiz she was in for. "Shoot," she said.
"How long have you been a tutor?" Kaiba asked.
"Almost ten years," Kea replied. "I started tutoring my friends in math and stuff, but I began doing it as a part-time job since I was fourteen." Kaiba looked at her oddly, so she said, "I'm seventeen and a half."
"Oh," Kaiba replied. "I thought you were younger than that." He shook his head and asked, "What subject will you tutor in?"
The response was quick. "Whatever subject he needs tutoring in."
Kaiba sighed. "Okay, and have you ever tutored anyone younger than you before? As in Mokuba's age?"
At that question, Kea's eyes lit up, taking Kaiba completely off guard. "All the time," she said, a smile breaking out on her face. "My friend's little sister, my neighbor's son, a few kids from my church. I tutor thirteen- and fourteen-year-olds more than anyone, really, because I get along with them well. I love kids that age, a lot of my friends are freshman at Domino." She laughed a little and said, "I know I'm gonna sound really dumb, but I'm actually pretty psyched about tutoring Mokuba once I found out he was fourteen. At first, they were gonna have me tutor some junior, but I'd much rather work with somebody Mokuba's age." Her smile became a little nervous and she raised an eyebrow, saying, "Sorry, I'm rambling. I have a habit of talking about kids like that."
Kaiba was somewhat content with the way Kea spoke of children around the age of his brother, and began to trust her just a tad. "It's quite all right," he told her. "You said you have a lot of friends Mokuba's age?"
Kea nodded. "Oh yeah," she said. "Even outside of tutoring and school stuff. I play their game systems with them a lot. Card games, board games, just hanging around, anything. Mostly games, though. I love games." She giggled a little and said, "Sorry if I sound like a little kid."
"It's fine," Kaiba said. She seemed like an entirely different person than she appeared to be at the door. Her smile was bright and happy, and she most definitely had the qualities of a little kid. Kaiba smirked to himself, thinking that it was ... what did those girls call it? ... 'cute'.
Kea shook her head. "I'm sorry," she said. "Really, I don't mean to come off like that."
Nodding, Kaiba stood up and waved off Kea's apology. He said, "I'll get Mokuba." Before he got a chance to go over to the staircase, Kea asked him a question.
"Does Mokuba look anything like you?" she said curiously.
Kaiba stopped suddenly. "Why?" he asked.
Kea blushed slightly. "At the risk of sounding crazy, I recognize your eyes. Does Mokuba have long black hair?"
Kaiba nodded, wordless, and just eyed Kea for a moment. She put her head down to hide her now flushed cheeks and tried to occupy her mind as Kaiba called to Mokuba.
"I'm not coming down, I don't need a tutor!" Mokuba screamed from his bedroom.
"Mokuba, you're failing every subject except gym, you NEED a tutor," Kaiba said calmly.
"NO!" Mokuba yelled back.
Kaiba sighed heavily, then said something in another language that made Mokuba slink out of his room and into the hallway. Kea watched, silently wondering if Kaiba knew she was fluent in Italian, the language he has just used when calling to his brother. She smiled to herself and watched Mokuba as he studied her from the top of the steps.
'You should come down here and meet her. She's really into games, I have a feeling you'll like her, kid,' Kaiba had said in Italian.
Mokuba walked down the steps, and, in Italian, said to Kaiba, "Promise to be nice to her, Seto."
That comment caused Kaiba to smirk. "I'll consider it," he replied in Italian.
"Good."
Mokuba walked over to Kea, who stood up. She was about an inch or two taller than Mokuba, who had grown considerably over the last four years. "Wow, you're tall," Mokuba noted. "None of the other girls in my classes are as tall as you are."
"She's seventeen, Mokuba," Kaiba told his brother.
Mokuba nodded. "Yeah, that explains it," he said plainly.
Kea smiled, trying not to laugh at how cute she thought Mokuba was. She wanted to entangle her fingers in his hair and cover his face with little kisses. He was like an oversized teddy bear waiting to be hugged. She smiled a bit at him and went on to explain the situation.
"They said they were gonna send you a tutor from your own grade, but they just started this program where seniors tutor, and they made me first teaching subject," she said. " 'Cause I did tutoring before."
Mokuba was ready to reply, but stopped himself and instead said, "Hey, wait a minute, I know you! Where do I know you from?" He took in her facial features, then let his eyes travel farther down her body. Kea realized this, but remained silent.
Horny little fourteen-year-old, she thought, laughing inwardly and rolling her eyes. She crossed her arms over her stomach, bunching her shirt up and giving Mokuba a better view of her chest. Then, taking a deep breath, she caused her chest to rise considerably, then gently fall. She resisted the urge to laugh when Mokuba's eyes widened at what she had done.
He's just having fun, what the heck, Kea thought, keeping her arms crossed for the boy in front of her.
"Mokuba," Kaiba snapped, catching the way his brother's eyes were entertaining themselves.
"What!" Mokuba demanded. "I didn't do anything! I just asked her where I know her from!"
"It's okay," Kea said, glancing towards Kaiba. "I see you in school sometimes, Mokuba, we have the same lunch period."
Mokuba nodded, then realization hit and he said. "Oh! I know who you are!"
This isn't an AU, but people's ages are different. Here are the ages for Kaiba, Kea, and Mokuba. You'll find out about the other characters later.
Kaiba: 18
Kea: 17
Mokuba: 14
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Disclaimer: Ya know how you can tell Yu-Gi-Oh! isn't mine? ... There isn't a character based on me that goes out with Seto Kaiba. ^_^
---------------Meet the Tutor---------------
There was a knock on the front door of the Kaiba mansion, causing Seto Kaiba to look up from his laptop and sigh. "Mokuba, your tutor's here!" he called to his younger brother, who was now fourteen.
"I don't want a tutor!" Mokuba yelled. His angry voice rang into the living room as the knocking on the door continued. "Why can't I just fail ninth grade in peace?!"
"I'm not going to let you fail," Kaiba said protectively. He put his laptop down and walked over to the door, pulling it open only slightly to examine Mokuba's new tutor. He looked her up and down; she didn't exactly look like tutor material.
She was wearing a plain pair of black boot cut jeans that weren't tight like the jeans other girls wore, and her shirt was obviously a few sizes too big. It was black, and in bold white letters had the words 'HI. DON'T LOOK AT MY SHIRT'. She had tied it in the back with a black rubber band, making the shirt appear to be smaller and showing off her curves just a bit. She had a black, mini backpack slung over one shoulder.
The girl's skin was a cafe color, Kaiba could tell that she was obviously biracial; black and white. Her dark brown hair was tied back in a bun, covered almost entirely by a black scarf. A few strands had fallen over her face, attracting attention to the fact that she had on no make-up. Her deep brown eyes looked at him with a hint of boredom, as if she wasn't expecting much from this tutoring job. She was about five inches shorter than his 6'1" frame; tall for a girl Mokuba's age.
Looking her up and down and taking in everything about her, Kaiba could tell that he wasn't going to like this girl. He thought about her whole appearance in general, and he came to the conclusion that the only thing attractive about her was her chest.
"Hi," the girl said. "I'm Kea, I'm here to tutor Mokuba." When Kaiba didn't say anything, she continued a bit slowly. "I'm assuming you're Seto Kaiba ... Mokuba's older brother? Right?"
Kaiba opened the door for Kea in one swift motion. "You should never assume things," he said, motioning for her to follow him inside. "But in this case, you happen to be right. Call me Kaiba."
"Okay Kaiba," Kea said as she closed the door behind her and stepped down the two steps to the living room. She was ready to speak when Kaiba said,
"Take a seat, I'd like to question you before you begin tutoring my brother."
Kea sat down on the couch without a word and looked at Kaiba. She was used to being questioned by people, so she crossed her legs and prepared fro the quiz she was in for. "Shoot," she said.
"How long have you been a tutor?" Kaiba asked.
"Almost ten years," Kea replied. "I started tutoring my friends in math and stuff, but I began doing it as a part-time job since I was fourteen." Kaiba looked at her oddly, so she said, "I'm seventeen and a half."
"Oh," Kaiba replied. "I thought you were younger than that." He shook his head and asked, "What subject will you tutor in?"
The response was quick. "Whatever subject he needs tutoring in."
Kaiba sighed. "Okay, and have you ever tutored anyone younger than you before? As in Mokuba's age?"
At that question, Kea's eyes lit up, taking Kaiba completely off guard. "All the time," she said, a smile breaking out on her face. "My friend's little sister, my neighbor's son, a few kids from my church. I tutor thirteen- and fourteen-year-olds more than anyone, really, because I get along with them well. I love kids that age, a lot of my friends are freshman at Domino." She laughed a little and said, "I know I'm gonna sound really dumb, but I'm actually pretty psyched about tutoring Mokuba once I found out he was fourteen. At first, they were gonna have me tutor some junior, but I'd much rather work with somebody Mokuba's age." Her smile became a little nervous and she raised an eyebrow, saying, "Sorry, I'm rambling. I have a habit of talking about kids like that."
Kaiba was somewhat content with the way Kea spoke of children around the age of his brother, and began to trust her just a tad. "It's quite all right," he told her. "You said you have a lot of friends Mokuba's age?"
Kea nodded. "Oh yeah," she said. "Even outside of tutoring and school stuff. I play their game systems with them a lot. Card games, board games, just hanging around, anything. Mostly games, though. I love games." She giggled a little and said, "Sorry if I sound like a little kid."
"It's fine," Kaiba said. She seemed like an entirely different person than she appeared to be at the door. Her smile was bright and happy, and she most definitely had the qualities of a little kid. Kaiba smirked to himself, thinking that it was ... what did those girls call it? ... 'cute'.
Kea shook her head. "I'm sorry," she said. "Really, I don't mean to come off like that."
Nodding, Kaiba stood up and waved off Kea's apology. He said, "I'll get Mokuba." Before he got a chance to go over to the staircase, Kea asked him a question.
"Does Mokuba look anything like you?" she said curiously.
Kaiba stopped suddenly. "Why?" he asked.
Kea blushed slightly. "At the risk of sounding crazy, I recognize your eyes. Does Mokuba have long black hair?"
Kaiba nodded, wordless, and just eyed Kea for a moment. She put her head down to hide her now flushed cheeks and tried to occupy her mind as Kaiba called to Mokuba.
"I'm not coming down, I don't need a tutor!" Mokuba screamed from his bedroom.
"Mokuba, you're failing every subject except gym, you NEED a tutor," Kaiba said calmly.
"NO!" Mokuba yelled back.
Kaiba sighed heavily, then said something in another language that made Mokuba slink out of his room and into the hallway. Kea watched, silently wondering if Kaiba knew she was fluent in Italian, the language he has just used when calling to his brother. She smiled to herself and watched Mokuba as he studied her from the top of the steps.
'You should come down here and meet her. She's really into games, I have a feeling you'll like her, kid,' Kaiba had said in Italian.
Mokuba walked down the steps, and, in Italian, said to Kaiba, "Promise to be nice to her, Seto."
That comment caused Kaiba to smirk. "I'll consider it," he replied in Italian.
"Good."
Mokuba walked over to Kea, who stood up. She was about an inch or two taller than Mokuba, who had grown considerably over the last four years. "Wow, you're tall," Mokuba noted. "None of the other girls in my classes are as tall as you are."
"She's seventeen, Mokuba," Kaiba told his brother.
Mokuba nodded. "Yeah, that explains it," he said plainly.
Kea smiled, trying not to laugh at how cute she thought Mokuba was. She wanted to entangle her fingers in his hair and cover his face with little kisses. He was like an oversized teddy bear waiting to be hugged. She smiled a bit at him and went on to explain the situation.
"They said they were gonna send you a tutor from your own grade, but they just started this program where seniors tutor, and they made me first teaching subject," she said. " 'Cause I did tutoring before."
Mokuba was ready to reply, but stopped himself and instead said, "Hey, wait a minute, I know you! Where do I know you from?" He took in her facial features, then let his eyes travel farther down her body. Kea realized this, but remained silent.
Horny little fourteen-year-old, she thought, laughing inwardly and rolling her eyes. She crossed her arms over her stomach, bunching her shirt up and giving Mokuba a better view of her chest. Then, taking a deep breath, she caused her chest to rise considerably, then gently fall. She resisted the urge to laugh when Mokuba's eyes widened at what she had done.
He's just having fun, what the heck, Kea thought, keeping her arms crossed for the boy in front of her.
"Mokuba," Kaiba snapped, catching the way his brother's eyes were entertaining themselves.
"What!" Mokuba demanded. "I didn't do anything! I just asked her where I know her from!"
"It's okay," Kea said, glancing towards Kaiba. "I see you in school sometimes, Mokuba, we have the same lunch period."
Mokuba nodded, then realization hit and he said. "Oh! I know who you are!"