A/N New week, new chapter... I know it's a bit early but I figured no one would mind :P Hope you guys enjoy :)
Chapter 2 Genesis
Mokuba walked towards the woman, drinking in her appearance. She had jet black hair that hung just below her shoulders. Her skin was fair and the contrast between her dark hair and light skin made her bright green eyes all the more striking. She was rather tall compared to the women milling about the airport, but Mokuba did notice the high heel on the white pumps she wore with her dark blue jeans that hugged her slim waist. Her white V-neck shirt tastefully hinted at her ample bosom, while the navy and gold blazer she wore over made her look rather professional. She reminded Mokuba of someone but he just could not put his finger on who it was.
She smiled at Mokuba as he approached, revealing a set of perfect white teeth. There seemed to be nothing out of place about her. The travel agency did promise him that he would be in great hands, and so far, he liked what he saw.
"Hello Mr Kaiba, I'm Alex. I'll be taking you around." She said in a voice like honey. She extended her hand which he shook.
"Nice to meet you Alex and it's Mokuba, please." He replied.
"Very well Mokuba. Can I take your luggage?" She asked.
"No no, I can manage."
Mokuba followed her to the parking lot where a black Mercedes E-Class waited. She popped the boot lid open but Mokuba would not let her load his luggage, opting to do it himself. She then moved to open the back door for him but he refused this too. It was far too formal for him; besides, he wanted to chat to Alex about their trip.
He climbed into the passenger seat as Alex got into the driver's; she stepped on the brake and pressed the start button bringing the car to life. She then eased out of the parking and headed towards the road that would take them to the hotel.
Traffic was heavy as Alex navigated the roads. Mokuba took the opportunity to send Kaiba a message, letting him know that he had arrived safely and was on his way to the hotel. Once he sent the message, he stowed his phone away in the inner pocket of his black coat. He played absent-mindedly with a spot on his blue jeans as he struck up a conversation with Alex.
"Is the hotel far from here?" Mokuba asked.
"It's a little distance but not really that far. This traffic just makes it feel that way. Usually it takes about forty-five minutes." She replied.
"That seems pretty far to me." Mokuba smiled.
"I suppose compared to Domino it is." She laughed.
"I take it we'll be starting our visits here in Moscow?" Mokuba asked.
"That's the plan. I do have your full itinerary with me."
"That's fine, we can go through it later."
Mokuba and Alex arrived at the hotel about an hour later. She pulled into the portico where their doors were held open for them to gracefully exit the car. Mokuba flattened out his grey shirt and straightened his black tie, looking every part the international businessman he had grown to be. She handed her keys to the valet as the doorman had already removed their luggage from the boot and placed it on a trolley to take to their rooms.
Alex handled their check in while Mokuba waited in the grand marble foyer. The hotel had an old school opulence about it. Alex returned to Mokuba while he was admiring his surroundings and handed one room key to him.
"You are in the executive suite on the eleventh floor. Suite eleven oh five." She informed him. The three of them got into a gold elevator that ascended to the eleventh floor. The porter held open the door while Alex and Mokuba walked out. He slipped the key card in the card reader which unlocked the door. Alex followed Mokuba in ensuring everything was perfect for her guest.
The entrance opened into a short passage that led to a highly polished, dark wood accented lounge area that had a work space with two chairs, it also had a couch, two plush tub chairs around a coffee table and a fully stocked bar to the right. The doorway adjacent to the bar led to the large bedroom and marble en-suite bathroom.
The porter left Mokuba's luggage in the lounge and exited the suite.
"Well, everything looks good here. It's five thirty now, so shall we meet for dinner at seven?" She asked Mokuba.
"Sounds good to me." He replied.
"Great, I'll meet you at the entrance to the rooftop restaurant. We'll go over the itinerary then. Here is a list of numbers. Mine is at the top, the rest are for our company and any hotel amenities you may need."
"This is great. Thank you, Alex."
"My pleasure." She smiled.
Alex followed the porter down to her own room. It was a standard room with a large king size bed. It also had wooden accents but it was much lighter than it had been in Mokuba's room. She placed her laptop case on the wooden table by the window. The porter left her suitcase next to the bed and turned to leave. She held the door open for him as he pulled his trolley out.
"Spasibo." She said as she handed him an envelope that held a thank you note and a tip of one hundred and eighty Rubbles. He thanked her and disappeared down the passage. Alex tossed off her shoes, padding around the room barefoot, her feet sinking into the soft blue carpet.
She set up her laptop, quickly typing out an email to her manager stating that she had received Mokuba at the airport and they were now at the hotel. She used the time to make sure all the plans were in order so nothing would go wrong. She needed to impress Mokuba. Having the Kaibas as her client would be a feather in her cap that would help her career immensely. She knew all about the Kaibas and the power they wielded. She'd seen plenty of them in the media but she was not quite prepared for how good looking Mokuba was with his black, neck length, flicked out hair. Of course, she would only be professional around him, but she could still appreciate what she saw.
At ten to seven, she made her way to the restaurant. To her surprise, Mokuba was already there, waiting for her.
"Mokuba! Sorry for making you wait." She apologized.
"No need to apologize. I was taking a walk around the hotel." He smiled.
"Shall we get a table?"
"After you." Mokuba said.
The maître d' showed them to a table next to the window, affording a breath-taking view of Moscow. It was a quieter section of the restaurant which suited them perfectly. The maître d' handed them their menus and informed them that a waiter would be through shortly. It was an impressive menu.
"What's good here Alex?" Mokuba asked as he read through his options.
"Absolutely everything. I would warn you though, when they say 'chilli' or 'spicy', they mean it." She laughed.
"Well, considering my favourite food is pizza, I shall tread carefully." He joked.
"Really? Pizza?"
"Yeah. What's wrong with pizza?"
"Nothing. I just would have expected something different." Alex laughed.
"Fancier?" Mokuba mocked. "That's more my brother."
"Have you ever had a traditional Neapolitan pizza?" She asked.
"Once. Seto and I went to Italy on Kaiba Corp. business and we were told we had to try it."
"It's divine, don't you think?" She said excitedly.
"Best I've had. You've been to Italy?" Mokuba asked.
"Yeah. It's why I love my job so much. I get to see so many places."
Just then the waiter arrived at their table. He introduced himself and asked to take their order.
"You ready to order Mokuba?"
"Yup but you go first."
"Thank you. I'll start with the Kamchatka crab fritters and have the seabass for mains. Sauvignon Blanc to drink please."
"Yes ma'am. Sir?"
"Salmon tartar to start, and the rib eye for mains. A Shiraz to drink please."
"Yes sir. Thank you." The waiter took the menus from them and left the table.
"I suppose we should get down to business." Alex said as she handed Mokuba a folder. "As you can see, we'll start here in Moscow, then we'll head to St. Petersburg, then Rostov and finally, Sochi. The arrangements for your jet have already been made. You'll also find the confirmation for the various hotels. I've separated the information according to the different cities and it's placed in order of our visits. You'll find the holiday peak times, numbers for tourist traffic and weather info by month."
"You've really done your homework Alex." Mokuba said, impressed.
"Thanks, but it's only half done. You need to know what each place has to offer and if it fits in with Kaiba Corp's image."
"Absolutely, and that will come with each visit." Mokuba replied. He fell silent as he paged through the folder.
The waiter arrived back at the table with their starters. Mokuba moved the folder off to the side of the table allowing the waiter to place their plates before them along with their wine. The food looked amazing and the two of them tucked into their meal.
Mokuba and Alex found the other rather agreeable and easy to talk to. The meal flowed in comfortable conversation. Soon enough, both their starters and main courses were cleared away and a refreshing sorbet was placed before Alex while Mokuba received his honey cake.
"So, did you have to travel all the way from Domino just because of me?" Mokuba asked with a smirk.
"No." Alex laughed. "I was actually already here. I was meant to head back today but I got a call from the office telling me to stay on so I could be your guide."
"I see. Well, I'm sorry to delay your trip home." He apologized.
"Don't be. I absolutely love the travel and Russia is so beautiful."
"I haven't seen much of it but so far it's impressive." Mokuba said as he stared out the window.
"It really is." Alex agreed.
"So, tell me something. I've used M & E Travel plenty of times, how come I've never met you before?" He asked curiously.
"Oh, well I have only just recently moved to Domino. I operated from the Tokyo branch before."
"Ah, so you're new to Domino." Mokuba stated.
"Yes and no. I used to visit my brother a few times a year, so I did get taken around the city."
"Only a few times a year? Tokyo isn't that far."
"Yeah but I could only see him during school or semester breaks."
"Ah, I see." Mokuba replied.
"I don't mean to change the subject but with regard to tomorrow, we should get an early start. Shall we meet at the breakfast bar at eight am?" Alex asked.
"Yeah, the earlier the better." Mokuba smiled.
"Great." She responded as she discreetly motioned for the waiter to approach. He was almost instantly beside the table. "Please can we get the check?" She requested.
"Yes ma'am. Would you like to settle it now or have it charged to the room?" The waiter asked.
"Charged to the room please."
"Yes ma'am." The waiter disappeared momentarily, only to return with a slip in a leather binder. Alex opened it to reveal their bill. Mokuba watched as she wrote down her room number, her name and signed the bottom before handing it back to the waiter along with his tip. He thanked her and left the table.
"Devlin?" Mokuba asked. "As in Duke Devlin?"
"He's my brother." Alex stated. It instantly became clear, the person Alex reminded Mokuba of was her brother, Duke Devlin. There was obviously a very strong resemblance.
"He never once told me he had a sister!" Mokuba said, clearly affronted.
"He doesn't tell most people. He can be a bit protective." She chuckled.
"I think it's a big brother thing." Mokuba joked.
"Probably." She agreed smiling. "Shall we head back?"
"Yeah, we should." Mokuba replied.
They walked back towards their rooms together, sharing a lift that first stopped on the fifth floor where Alex got off. She turned to Mokuba bidding him goodnight and the two parted ways until the morning.
A/N So genesis means origin or root or source so I figured it was the perfect name for the start of the attraction between Mokuba and Alex.