Heavy pounding woke Seiko early the next morning. She glanced at her digital clock, the flashing green numbers read 5:23AM. "KISHI!" She screamed, incredibly annoyed.
The black bedroom door opened and Kishi bounded in, "Good morning," she grinned sweetly.
Seiko glared at the overly innocent looking girl in front of her. Kishi was wearing black yoga pants, a pink v-neck tee, and a white cardigan, "I dont have a lock, you could have just came in," Seiko growled.
"But that doesn't work as well to wake you up, silly!" The younger one responded, purposely ignoring Seiko's anger, "Well, we have to get our dresses at 7, be ready!"
Seiko rolled her eyes and got up, knowing she might as well get dressed before Kishi got angry. The girl seemed sweet now, but she had a dark side that came out if you ever pissed her off. With her eyes half open, She went to her walk-in closet/vanity room, where all her clothes, shoes, assecories and makeup was stored. Seiko changed into black sweats that were baggy, but scrunched at the waist and ankles with a tight grey tank top. After a moment of consideration, she rolled the waistband of the sweats so part of her stomach was showing below her belly button. Quickly she pulled her ebony hair into a high pony tail and smeared some eyeliner and mascara across her eyes. Taking one last glance in the full length mirror, Seiko headed back to her bedroom.
She walked straight to her bedside table, and since the foot of her bed was at the door to the vanity room, so she didnt have to walk through the mess of everything she had carelessly thrown on the floor. Seiko slipped the chain she had recieved yesterday around her neck. She headed straight out of her room downstairs to meet up with Kishi, to tired and unfocused to notice the man staring at her on the sofa across the room.
"Moshi Moshi," Seiko's uncle answered his cell phone. He used common Japanese words (Moshi Moshi meaning Hello) often. He had taught Kishi and Seiko Japanese at a young age, just in case they ever needed it. Their first language had been English (although they didn't move here until they were 4) since her uncle and father had been planning on moving to America for their company. Seiko's Dad had to stay in Japan most of the time as head of the family business. Originally Seiko was suppose to go to Japan all the time, the main reason for being taught the native tounge. But of course, work, school, and other things had gotten in the way. Both young women were fluent in the language by now, and Kishi's father didn't want either of them to loose that.
"Get me out of here." Seiko growled into the phone reciever. She loved her cousin, really. Kishi was basically her sister. But she also hated her, expectally now, when Kishi was forcing her into a knee length, strapless red dress.
"Sei-"
"Now."
The man sighed. "It's important to Kishi. Please Seiko. You only have to wear it for one night." As he finished his sentence Kishi stepped out of her adjacent dressing room. Seiko muttered a goodbye and hung up the phone.
"You look so pretty!" She squealed, adorned in here olive green spaggetti strap dress that reached the middle of her thighs.
"Dude, Why can't I wear yours?" Seiko moaned, tugging at her strapless dress "You know I dont have big enough boobs to hold this thing up!"
"It looks great on you, plus thats why God invented tape." Kishi giggled.
Seiko let out an incoherent sound of frustration and looked at them in the mirror. Seiko and Kishi may be cousins but they looked entirly different. Seiko was tall and extremely skinny without even trying. Her hair was ebony black, with dark brown highlights she had added in a few months ago. Although she was half Japanese, her eyes, by some mutation, had ended up sapphire like her Father's. Many would say she was pretty but there was another word people usually used to describe Kishi:sexy. She was a few inches shorter than Seiko, She wasn't fat, but she defiantly wasn't a size zero. The reason so many found her hot was because of her curvy hips, perfect butt, and size D chest. Her shoulder length hair which was naturally ebony black like Seiko's, had been dyed medium brown for so many years that most people didn't even remember. The synthetic hair color complimented her average brown colored eyes very well.
"I still hate it." Seiko mumbled stubbornly, tugging at the top to keep it from falling.
Kishi almost laughed and rolled her eyes, "We already bought it you don't really have a choice."
"I know." Kishi was one of the few people who had been around Seiko so much that her negativity really didn't affect her anymore.
By noon, the ballroom Kishi's father had rented for the night was decorated extravagantly with gold, silver, red, and green. While Kishi was running around with a clipboard, controlling every move everyone made, Seiko and her Uncle were sitting at one of the round tables, Seikos elbows resting on the deep red table cloth, "Our second story living room is bigger than this place, why didnt we just have the party there?" Seiko said half jokingly.
Her uncle laughed and shook his head, about to respond when his cell phone rang,
"Kaiba," he barked. After a few moments he hung up and turned his attention to Seiko again, "That was your Father."
"How's he doing?" Seiko asked awkwardly.
"Good. Sales have raised 6% here. He said in a few months he will probably be able to come for a visit." Seiko didn't bother getting her hopes up. He had said that before. Once the flight was scheduled she would get excited.
"Hn." Seiko nodded and starting looking for split ends, "Your daughter's kind of insane."
"I know. Not sure how that happened," Kishi's father laughed again. Before Seiko could speak again the devil came up behind them and slammed her clipboard down making them both flinch.
"You guys could help me!" She gestured across the room to a box of decorations, Kishi's father started to get up and Seiko started to complain but was interrupted by Kishi shouting across the room, "STOP! THE NAPKINS AREN'T SUPPOSE TO BE FOLDED LIKE THAT!" and ran off.
Seiko and her uncle looked at each other with wide eyes, "She scares me when she's stressed," He commented quietly.
"She scares me too, I think she should take over KaibaCorp, not me."
By the time the party started Kishi was practically a different person. She was relaxed, giggly, and having fun. Seiko, on the other hand was very uncomfortable, "Can't I put on a sweater or something? This is a CHRISTMAS party. I should be wearing like, long sleeves," Seiko stated, sipping bloody dark liquid from her wine glass.
"Seiko-Chan," Kishi whined, she only used the suffix -Chan when she wanted something,
"You look hot," She grinned and ordered her own glass of wine from the bartender.
Its not that Seiko was uncomfortable with her body, she was willing to wear extremely tight shirts and extremely short shorts, but she rarely wore anything that showed her cleavage, or at least, what would be cleavage if her breasts grew. The fact that her small chest was the only thing keeping her clothed made Seiko very self conscious.
Kishi started talking to someone who seemingly was very low in the company, and he couldn't be older than 25. Seiko distracted herself by playing with the gold pyramid necklace around her neck with her free hand. She had taken out the chain and replaced it with a leather cord so it was shorter and more feminine, "Is that what you got in the mail?" Her uncle interrupted her thoughts.
"Yes," Seiko bit her lip lightly, "From Father."
"Hn," The man nodded absent mindedly, while straightening his tie, "Wonder where he got it." He said it as though he knew more than he led on. Seiko chose to ignore it and haggle her Uncle to tell her later, "Is that wine?"
"Yep," Seiko smirked, taking another sip.
Kishi's Father's eyes widened,"Your 16! Who in their right mind would give that to you?"
"I'm a Kaiba, who in their right mind would deny me what I ask for?"
"You have to admit, it was pretty fun!" Kishi giggled, tonight was the first time she had more than a few sips of wine, and she was a little tipsy.
"I can't believe you drank 3 glasses Kishi!" Her father scolded as they stepped inside there house, "At least Seiko stopped at one!"
"Relax Dad, I'm fine. I'm not going to pass out like some people did," She said, while literally waving him off. He sighed loudly and looked helplessly between the two teens. Seiko rolled her eyes slightly and headed upstairs, knowing that Kishi was about to get a lecture about health and underage drinking.