KAIBA AND THE COOK.
My name is Breeana Hemingway. I am 20 years old blonde and I live with one of the most renowned professors in Tokyo, Professor James Kimble.
Professor Kimble adopted me and other teenagers as his own children. Now nearly all of them are married except me and the children under me (the young ones).
I was admitted to Internal College of Japan, which is based in Battle city. Battle City is far from where I live, which is Crossroads city. Like ok, I live in a city where demons attack and an army of "Sailor Scouts" attacks them (oh yeah I forgot to mention. I am among the newly race of sailor scouts. Not as if I know sailor moon, but Serena/Usagi and I are very close friends. That is another story altogether). I have no idea about dueling monsters with cards or anything like that. I fight them.
I entered my new and small dorm. I sat on the bed and smiled.
"This is it!" I exclaimed. "Second year in University!"
My friend and roommate, Yumi, smiled. "You see freshmen year was not all that bad. I made it possible for you to get use to this city without all the commotion and duelers bothering you. Do you know how to duel now?"
"No."
"Do you know the rarest cards ever?"
"No."
"Well, do you know anything about dueling?"
"No."
She frowned. I laughed. "I know that I should learn, but… I'm not interested."
"NOT INTERESTED?!"
"Well, yeah. I'm not."
She looked round, and then glanced back at me. "What you said was the biggest offence ever, I hope you know."
I sighed and started removing all the clothes from my bag. It was going to be a long day.
That evening Yumi decided that she'll take me to a dueling competition. Oh, how I enjoyed the fight. I nearly slept on a stranger's shoulder. Yumi used the 'you'll never learn' look on me.
After that we went to the nearest café. We drank tea and ate some French stuff … I don't know the name. Then all of the sudden a man give us a paper. He was assigned to give it to all the females. I guess that because all the other girls that held the paper were seriously gossiping. It read:
LOOKING FOR A COOK TO WORK
IN SETO KAIBA' S MANSION
SHE/HE MUST BE ABLE TO COOK FOR AT LEAST 20 GUARDS AND HAVE A TASTE AND SENSE OF A GREAK COOK. TRYOUTS AT INTERIO RESTERAUNT. WINNER WILL BE ANOUNCED ON THE SAME DAY.
I didn't bother reading the rest. Yumi looked at me, smiling. "This is your time Bree!"
"No, Yumi," I said. "I don't want to."
"But listen. You can cook enough to feed an army. And you are a great cook. Remember when you went to the zoo to feed the animals? They loved your food. Even the boss did!"
(I am studying zoology as a major).
"Maybe I'll join." I rolled my eyes.
"And see this," she pointed at the last line below.
THE COOK WILL BE PAYED 200 YEN A WEEK.
Two weeks went by and I was standing in the kitchen ready to cook.
Do you think that I would refuse that '200 yen a week' deal? Hell no!
There I was, wearing my blue jeans; white apron over a white tank top. Now I know how the people of iron chef normally feel during competition. I feel dizzy.
My 'eerie queries' was disturbed when the announcer came.
"Ladies and gentlemen," he shouted through the big microphone. My dizziness became worse. "Welcome to the show. Here we see the most talented cooks in Duelist city…" we waved and he continued, "Now a word from our sponsor."
A tall guy with brown hair came out. He had dark but cool and steady eyes. Damn, he looked good, but strict.
"Many people know me, but if you don't know my name is Seto Kaiba. I am one of the most successful duelers in the world…"
Hmm, Seto Kaiba. Oh, he's among the people Yumi mentioned. He knows dueling very well, I heard. Oh man, I have been so focused on him that I didn't even listen to whatever he was saying.
"May the cooking begin!" he shouted.
I blinked. Already? Wow, I must have been really daydreaming.
Everything went so fast. I cooked delicious fried rice with some shrimp. Well, I hope they found it delicious. I worked my butt off through that rice. The shrimp is good, I hope. Oh man, I knew that I should have made that rice balls. Oh crap! What happens if I take last place? I'll never listen to Yumi again! I'll never…
"Breeana Hemingway!" I looked up. The announcer was calling me. I didn't know what to say but…
"Yes sir?" I asked.
"We are calling you to the stage."
I looked down. I felt embarrassed. I climbed the stage, facing the judges at the other side. They were busy eating. Hmm, I wonder who was there. There was blonde haired guy, a teen with spiky black hair and the Kaiba guy. Wow, He's really eating. I hope it is my food. And wait. That guy with blonde hair is really chocking. I hope that's not my food.
Some minutes passed. I waited like a pig that will be slaughtered soon. Finally the announcer was back. Thank Kami; I was thinking that this would never end.
"I would like to say," he began, "I would like to thank everyone for coming here. But only one person will come out with a great job and home in Kaiba industry."
I chocked. If I don't win, I'll be so embarrassed in front of the whole campus.
"And the winner is…" I started feeling numb.
"Breeana Hemingway!"
"What?!"
I was so surprised that I stood still. I didn't know that they called my name three times until someone shouted, "Get the damn Award already!" I shook and went to shake the hands of all the judges. Finally I waved my hand to the crowd. I was so happy!
"Man." I sighed and landed on my bed. I am so tired. Yumi smiled.
"So when are you going to work with the rich, handsome, sexy, huskiest looking dueler ever?" she asked.
I rolled my eyes. "By Monday." Then I looked at her. "Do you think that he's hunky?"
She grinned. "Oh yeah!" she exclaimed, and then frowned. "Although there's a rumor that he doesn't like blonde haired, blue eyed girls like you."
I frowned. "What is so wrong with blonde hair girls? Not all of us are snobby and irritating."
She laughed and switched off the lights.
Monday came and it was about time. After my biology class, I went to change to a long white Chinese dress with green bias on the right places and tied my hair into a bun. I am going to work for my first time at Kaiba's mansion. I had to take a drive there. With the help of Yumi's boyfriend, Ken, I got there on time.
I knocked on the door and a guy with white suit came out. I smiled. "I am the new chef, Breeana Hemingway."
He allowed me to enter. I was amazed. The house was so big and fine. I was led through the hall that led to the living room in which Seto and I guess, his little brother, was sitting. Seto was busy reading his newspaper.
"Excuse me sir," the guard called.
"What is it?" he asked, without looking up from the newspaper. I scolded. He is stricted.
"The cook is here."
"Well, it's about time! I am so…" he paused and stared at me. What did I do? Maybe I should introduce myself.
"My name is Breeana Hemingway." I brought out my hand for a shake. He didn't shake back. I slowly withdrew my hand. He hates Blondies.
"I know that," he answered. "The kitchen is down the hall."
The other boy smiled back at me.
Bitter- sweet, I see. The guard led me to a very big kitchen towards the end of the hall. When he left I got myself prepared. What should I do? Let's see. There is spaghetti…
15 minutes later…
The food was ready. The food was so much that it remained. And they love the food. Kaiba was smiling as he took the food from my hands. I smiled back. Oh I hope he is smiling about the food.
His brother smiled as well. His name is Mokuba. Sounds cute. He's also kind and funnier than his brother. When they finished eating, I collected everyone's plate and took them to the kitchen. Finally I collected Seto's plate. He didn't say anything just stared at me. What is it? I thought. I carried Mokuba's plate and he smiled.
I entered the kitchen. I am so happy that they enjoyed the food.
"Breeana."
"I turned back. "Hi, Mokuba," I said politely. "I hope you enjoyed the food."
"Yes, I did. I can't remember the last time I enjoyed such food."
"Really, how about the last cook?"
"He was fired."
"Why?"
"Because he mistakenly put an egg shell in Seto's food."
There was some silence. Then he said something that touched me.
"Do you know that you are the first woman to work under this house?"
I blinked. I must be in the book of world records. Then I asked an unusual question.
"Does he have a girlfriend?"
"He looked at me and smiled. "Nope, but I really wish he could see one. You know, you are so great in cooking and you are polite. Maybe you could…"
"Mokuba!" Seto was standing at the kitchen door. I didn't notice him but I do believe that he has been standing there for a long time. "Time for you to go, now!"
Mokuba turned to me and smiled. "We'll talk again," and he left.
It was only me and Seto now. There was some silence before I decided to break it.
"So, when will I come again?"
"6:30pm. We eat at seven."
I was about to wash the dishes. A hand rested on my shoulder. "Leave the plates," he said, "one of the men will wash them. You may go."
I washed my hand and left. He stood there in the kitchen. "I hope you know that as a cook, you can live here as well."
I stopped. "That will take some thinking." I whispered, and left.
The days have been alright, weeks and my payments were passing by.
"They love my food," I told Yumi.
Yumi smiled, "And I am not surprised that he loves you."
We were busy eating that French stuff in the café. Her statement nearly made me to choke.
"What do you mean by that?!" I asked.
"Well, Kaiba is a rich guy, never finish school because he doesn't need it and is lonely and desperate…"
"For what?"
"A girl, Bree. What he needs is a…"
She stopped. Her mouth was wide open. I had to turn to see what she was looking at.
There stood a multi- colored haired boy, the blonde haired boy and a brown haired boy. The blonde haired boy sighted me.
"Look Yugi," he said, "See that girl that won the cooking competition."
So these were the people Yumi was talking about. Yugi Moto and Joey Wheeler, the best duelist ever.
"Wait a minute; was it not you that was choking on someone's food?" I asked.
"Someone put an eggshell in their food." He had such a cute Brooklyn like voice. "Sorry, my name is Joey Wheeler. And you are…"
"Breeana Hemingway," I answered. I noticed that he was staring at me to much. I quickly withdrew my hand and smiled. "This is my friend, Yumi."
"And my name is Yugi," the multi- colored haired guy said. His voice sounded husky and a bit handsome.
"My name is Tristan."
"Yugi!"
I turned around to see a brown haired girl running towards him. Following her were two other boys, one with white hair and another with back hair.
"Duke and Baroka have been looking for you guys and… hi," she said when she saw me.
"This is Breeana." Joey told her. "She's the cook that cooks for Kaiba."
"My name is Baroka," the white haired boy said. "Nice to meet you."
"My name is Duke, and are you willing to dump your job and spent your remaining life with me?"
I blushed. Man, that sounded good but I can't. I am highly not a girl that fall in love for lust, and I don't tend to be one. The reason why I couldn't stay with Kaiba is because I didn't want to stay in a house full of men. All the funny things I've been hearing about ladies that lives in men's houses and later turn to personal prostitutes for them are surprising.I smiled. "No."
"Ok then." He gave me a card. "But if you change your mind, feel free to meet me."
I didn't even have time to read the card. I stuffed it in my bag.
The girl shoved him from my way. "My name is Tea," she said. "Nice to meet you."
I shook her hand. "Hello, Tea."
"Yugi and I are going to see the ruby tournament. Would you like to come?"
Joey smiled. "Yeah, you will sit next to me."
"And me," Duke added. "So, are you free?"