I sighed and looked at the sheet of paper. It said all the normal stuff -
what time I would arrive, where I would arrive. It gave some facts about
Japan. Everything except for what family I would be staying with. I dug
though my bag looking for the piece of paper, it was given to me at the
last minute so I didn't have time to put it in a safe place.
"Damn it." Where was that piece of paper. I put my bag down and started searching the contents of my pockets. Let's see; a piece gum, $5.75 in Australian coins, some hair ties and a crumbly piece of a paper. Finally - I opened the paper it had but one word.
"Kaiba." So I was going to be staying with the Kaiba's. I stared at the paper again, willing it to say something useful like weather the Kaiba's had kids or liked dogs or something at the very least. So far I was going to be staying with a complete stranger.
"Miss?" I turned around to a man in a black suit with a cold and serious look on his face. Please tell me you aren't Mr. Kaiba.
"I am Mr. Kaiba's driver and I will escort you to his house." Thank god, and now I know something about them - they're filthy rich, not that I'm complaining.
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"You what?' Seto Kaiba yelled at his little brother.
"I signed us up for the student exchange student thing." Mokuba said quietly.
"You what?" Seto said again, his vocabulary shortened down to two words.
"It's not that bad," Mokuba went on. "All we have to do is house a foreign student for four weeks, it'll be good to have someone else around here anyway."
"What!!" Now one word.
"It's not as if you'd notice anyway - since you're always working all the time."
"When is he getting here?" Seto asked, he knew when he was defeated. Mokuba was just getting back at him because he was always working.
"She'll be here Sunday." Seto sat down and sighed, at least he had one more day of freedom.
"Wait," Seto yelled after his brother. "Did you say she?"
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As the car drove up the driveway I became nervous. I hate that. But I almost forgot that when I saw the house - it was huge. But the keyword there is almost. The driver dude opened the door and put my suitcases down on the floor.
"Whoa..." I said quietly while I stared all around.
"So, you like my house?"
I came back to reality and came faced to face with a guy about my age who had a look on his face as if to say he had better things to do than talk to me. "So, are you Mr. Kaiba's son?" I asked.
He looked at me stangely. "Uh, actually it's just me and my brother." As if to verify his answer a kid came running up to me.
"Hi, I'm Mokuba and this is my older brother..." He possitivly beemed at me. Mokuba glared at his older brother.
"Seto." He said coldly, gee I feel so welcomed.
"Ignore my brother, he's not good with new people." Mokuba said while still glaring at Seto. I looked at Seto waiting for him to retaliate but he just gave his brother a look as if to say whatever.
"Come on," Mokuba said as he started walking down the hall. "I'll show you to you're room."
"Maybe you'll be able to get my brother to stop working all the time," he said more to himself than me. Me, I doubt it. I'm more into talking and partying and work but since I was a guest I kept silent.
"So," Mokuba said as we reached my room. "You're name is..." he paused to open up a piece of paper. "A-"
"No," I cut him of, I hate my first name. "I go by Killian."
"Damn it." Where was that piece of paper. I put my bag down and started searching the contents of my pockets. Let's see; a piece gum, $5.75 in Australian coins, some hair ties and a crumbly piece of a paper. Finally - I opened the paper it had but one word.
"Kaiba." So I was going to be staying with the Kaiba's. I stared at the paper again, willing it to say something useful like weather the Kaiba's had kids or liked dogs or something at the very least. So far I was going to be staying with a complete stranger.
"Miss?" I turned around to a man in a black suit with a cold and serious look on his face. Please tell me you aren't Mr. Kaiba.
"I am Mr. Kaiba's driver and I will escort you to his house." Thank god, and now I know something about them - they're filthy rich, not that I'm complaining.
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"You what?' Seto Kaiba yelled at his little brother.
"I signed us up for the student exchange student thing." Mokuba said quietly.
"You what?" Seto said again, his vocabulary shortened down to two words.
"It's not that bad," Mokuba went on. "All we have to do is house a foreign student for four weeks, it'll be good to have someone else around here anyway."
"What!!" Now one word.
"It's not as if you'd notice anyway - since you're always working all the time."
"When is he getting here?" Seto asked, he knew when he was defeated. Mokuba was just getting back at him because he was always working.
"She'll be here Sunday." Seto sat down and sighed, at least he had one more day of freedom.
"Wait," Seto yelled after his brother. "Did you say she?"
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As the car drove up the driveway I became nervous. I hate that. But I almost forgot that when I saw the house - it was huge. But the keyword there is almost. The driver dude opened the door and put my suitcases down on the floor.
"Whoa..." I said quietly while I stared all around.
"So, you like my house?"
I came back to reality and came faced to face with a guy about my age who had a look on his face as if to say he had better things to do than talk to me. "So, are you Mr. Kaiba's son?" I asked.
He looked at me stangely. "Uh, actually it's just me and my brother." As if to verify his answer a kid came running up to me.
"Hi, I'm Mokuba and this is my older brother..." He possitivly beemed at me. Mokuba glared at his older brother.
"Seto." He said coldly, gee I feel so welcomed.
"Ignore my brother, he's not good with new people." Mokuba said while still glaring at Seto. I looked at Seto waiting for him to retaliate but he just gave his brother a look as if to say whatever.
"Come on," Mokuba said as he started walking down the hall. "I'll show you to you're room."
"Maybe you'll be able to get my brother to stop working all the time," he said more to himself than me. Me, I doubt it. I'm more into talking and partying and work but since I was a guest I kept silent.
"So," Mokuba said as we reached my room. "You're name is..." he paused to open up a piece of paper. "A-"
"No," I cut him of, I hate my first name. "I go by Killian."