Looking Back
It's really strange how I came up with the idea, I was dreaming last night (about banana's) and all of a sudden the picture came into my mind, so I thought why not give it a shot? I don't know about the title, you tell me what you think of it! Thanks.
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"Seto!" a call echoed through the Beverly Hills mansion as a spiky-haired raven haired teenager knocked on the door of a lush study. At fourteen years old, Mokuba Kaiba stood at 5"4, he was a graceful athletic, hoping someday not to run the Kaiba Corporation but to become a professional soccer (A/N: football for those overseas-I live in Canada) player either for America or Japan. Childish names for his elder like 'big brother' were forgotten as of his twelfth birthday.
"Come in!" a voice said. Now nineteen years old, and a few weeks shy of his twentieth birthday, Seto Kaiba was arranging a vacation for him and his brother's birthday, this year Mokuba had refused a big gala for all of his friends again, he wanted to celebrate, just him and his brother. Their birthdays were only but a few weeks apart from each other. (A/N: I only know Seto's birthday is on October, and in the story Mokuba's is in November, if you can tell me their real birthdays that would be great but for now, just follow the story!) "Oh, it's you Mokuba." He said recognizing the teenager. "Listen," he said turning from the laptop propped up on the desk, "I was thinking, how does a trip to Switzerland sound? On the 20th of October, a few days after mine, and a week and a half before yours. Sound good?" he asked.
"Well, actually I was thinking of something more...simple." Mokuba said sheepishly.
"And what did you have in mind?" he asked, nothing could be that bad.
"Well, you know I kinda wanted to go back to Domino, you know to see what's been happening, maybe see a few of our old friends."
"I don't know, if that's what you want," he didn't reveal the fact that he had wanted to see Switzerland or Austria for his twentieth birthday but whatever Mokuba wanted was good, "I need to check how the company's doing as well, now that Kaiba's Corp headquarters is in Beverly Hills..." he mused to himself but loud enough so that Mokuba heard.
"Seto!" he whined, "It'll be a vacation, just the two of us, bring Angel if you want, she can come. She's cool." Mokuba said referring to Seto's girlfriend.
He considered, "And you wouldn't mind?"
"Nope." He said slyly, "Can I bring Veronika?"
Seto's eyes widened, "Hell no, that blonde loon is the last thing we need on this vacation. Angel, yes. Veronika, NO! As in never."
Mokuba stifled back a laugh, "Hello, have you gone colour blind Seto? Angel's hair is blonde on blonde. Making her a blonde lunatic! But please please can Veronika come?"
"Well alright if it makes you happy."
Angel Cicilly, the teen sensation pop singer that Seto had met six months after his arrival in California. He had asked her to sing at a restaurant party for his workers. She had showed up and they started talking. Blonde- on-blonde hair and turquoise eyes, thin as a dime, Seto Kaiba's girlfriend and, if she hadn't started a singing career, heiress to a vast fortune of rare art collections. She could be super-pleasant or a plain snob. But that's what he liked about her.
Veronika Raymond, on the other hand. A reckless party-going fourteen year old, who, Mokuba had recently died her golden hair purple. Mokuba had also said that the purple still bore the blue and red streaks she had put in less that a month ago. He didn't know what Mokuba saw in her, but he agreed, "As long as she isn't bouncing up and down at the sight of, everything." He put in with a sneer.
"Great!" both of them said together, one with a disgruntled expressions and one of glee. Both whipped out silver flip phones, and ended with the same words, "See you at the airport."
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Two weeks later...
The Beverly Hills airport was bustling with people trying to find their destinations. In came two girls at the same time. The first one, blonde hair in a ponytail, a black designer cap, shades, soft white cashmere sweater and blue jeans, black platforms made her at least as tall as Seto's nose. Another purple haired girl ran in excitedly, with a purple army style shirt and black pants. Behind her she was toting a suitcase on wheels, "Why is everyone looking at me?" she asked. The other three held back private giggles.
"Hey Veronika!" Mokuba greeted her excitedly.
"Heya!" she chirped, glancing at Angel, "Who's Elle Woods meets Britney Spears?"
Angel rolled her eyes behind designer shades, "Angel Cicilly. Listen to music, much? But, I like the top."
Veronika grinned, "Cool! You can give me an autograph later, where'd you get the shades?"
The two started having 'girl talk' for ten long minutes until Seto broke them apart to board Flight 225.
When they sat in the expensive, first class seats of the airplane, and saw Beverly Hills and America leave sight altogether, they knew that they were starting their back to the small town of Domino, Japan. For the pop star and party-going teen, it was just a trip as ordinary as any other in their lives. For the two Kaiba brothers, it was home sweet home.
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You like? I wanted to see a few reviews just to see what you thought of the story, then Chapter 2 will be posted. Thanks a lot! =)
It's really strange how I came up with the idea, I was dreaming last night (about banana's) and all of a sudden the picture came into my mind, so I thought why not give it a shot? I don't know about the title, you tell me what you think of it! Thanks.
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"Seto!" a call echoed through the Beverly Hills mansion as a spiky-haired raven haired teenager knocked on the door of a lush study. At fourteen years old, Mokuba Kaiba stood at 5"4, he was a graceful athletic, hoping someday not to run the Kaiba Corporation but to become a professional soccer (A/N: football for those overseas-I live in Canada) player either for America or Japan. Childish names for his elder like 'big brother' were forgotten as of his twelfth birthday.
"Come in!" a voice said. Now nineteen years old, and a few weeks shy of his twentieth birthday, Seto Kaiba was arranging a vacation for him and his brother's birthday, this year Mokuba had refused a big gala for all of his friends again, he wanted to celebrate, just him and his brother. Their birthdays were only but a few weeks apart from each other. (A/N: I only know Seto's birthday is on October, and in the story Mokuba's is in November, if you can tell me their real birthdays that would be great but for now, just follow the story!) "Oh, it's you Mokuba." He said recognizing the teenager. "Listen," he said turning from the laptop propped up on the desk, "I was thinking, how does a trip to Switzerland sound? On the 20th of October, a few days after mine, and a week and a half before yours. Sound good?" he asked.
"Well, actually I was thinking of something more...simple." Mokuba said sheepishly.
"And what did you have in mind?" he asked, nothing could be that bad.
"Well, you know I kinda wanted to go back to Domino, you know to see what's been happening, maybe see a few of our old friends."
"I don't know, if that's what you want," he didn't reveal the fact that he had wanted to see Switzerland or Austria for his twentieth birthday but whatever Mokuba wanted was good, "I need to check how the company's doing as well, now that Kaiba's Corp headquarters is in Beverly Hills..." he mused to himself but loud enough so that Mokuba heard.
"Seto!" he whined, "It'll be a vacation, just the two of us, bring Angel if you want, she can come. She's cool." Mokuba said referring to Seto's girlfriend.
He considered, "And you wouldn't mind?"
"Nope." He said slyly, "Can I bring Veronika?"
Seto's eyes widened, "Hell no, that blonde loon is the last thing we need on this vacation. Angel, yes. Veronika, NO! As in never."
Mokuba stifled back a laugh, "Hello, have you gone colour blind Seto? Angel's hair is blonde on blonde. Making her a blonde lunatic! But please please can Veronika come?"
"Well alright if it makes you happy."
Angel Cicilly, the teen sensation pop singer that Seto had met six months after his arrival in California. He had asked her to sing at a restaurant party for his workers. She had showed up and they started talking. Blonde- on-blonde hair and turquoise eyes, thin as a dime, Seto Kaiba's girlfriend and, if she hadn't started a singing career, heiress to a vast fortune of rare art collections. She could be super-pleasant or a plain snob. But that's what he liked about her.
Veronika Raymond, on the other hand. A reckless party-going fourteen year old, who, Mokuba had recently died her golden hair purple. Mokuba had also said that the purple still bore the blue and red streaks she had put in less that a month ago. He didn't know what Mokuba saw in her, but he agreed, "As long as she isn't bouncing up and down at the sight of, everything." He put in with a sneer.
"Great!" both of them said together, one with a disgruntled expressions and one of glee. Both whipped out silver flip phones, and ended with the same words, "See you at the airport."
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Two weeks later...
The Beverly Hills airport was bustling with people trying to find their destinations. In came two girls at the same time. The first one, blonde hair in a ponytail, a black designer cap, shades, soft white cashmere sweater and blue jeans, black platforms made her at least as tall as Seto's nose. Another purple haired girl ran in excitedly, with a purple army style shirt and black pants. Behind her she was toting a suitcase on wheels, "Why is everyone looking at me?" she asked. The other three held back private giggles.
"Hey Veronika!" Mokuba greeted her excitedly.
"Heya!" she chirped, glancing at Angel, "Who's Elle Woods meets Britney Spears?"
Angel rolled her eyes behind designer shades, "Angel Cicilly. Listen to music, much? But, I like the top."
Veronika grinned, "Cool! You can give me an autograph later, where'd you get the shades?"
The two started having 'girl talk' for ten long minutes until Seto broke them apart to board Flight 225.
When they sat in the expensive, first class seats of the airplane, and saw Beverly Hills and America leave sight altogether, they knew that they were starting their back to the small town of Domino, Japan. For the pop star and party-going teen, it was just a trip as ordinary as any other in their lives. For the two Kaiba brothers, it was home sweet home.
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You like? I wanted to see a few reviews just to see what you thought of the story, then Chapter 2 will be posted. Thanks a lot! =)