Chapter Four
That night, I searched and searched my room for the business card Seto had given me two years ago. I had lost a lot in the past two years, but the one thing I had always been careful not to lose was that card. That's I thought it was weird that it wasn't in its place in my dresser drawer.
"Looking for something?" my brother asked, startling me.
I turned around to see Joey standing in my doorway holding the very card I had been looking for. It felt like someone had grabbed ahold of my heart and was squeezing as hard as they could.
"What are you doing with that?" I managed to squeak out.
"What were you doing with Seto Kaiba?" he demanded.
"W-what?"
"Did you really think I wouldn't find out about that when people are constantly posting pictures of him wherever he goes." He held his phone, showing me a picture that someone must have taken while we were talking at Burger World. "There's pictures of you two all over the Internet now. What the hell were you doing with Kaiba and why do have his number?"
"I'm not going to answer any of questions!" I exclaimed. "You went through my belongings without my permission! Who does that?"
"A good brother who's worried about his sister, that's who!" Joey replied. "You can't like Kaiba, he's-"
"You can't tell me who I can like! That's not up to you, that's up to me!"
"It can be up to me when you're liking someone who's dangerous!"
"Seto isn't dangerous!"
"You ain't dating moneybags!"
"I don't even know if he wants to date me!" I exclaimed as I stormed over to him and grabbed the card out of Joey's hand. "And even if he did, it's none of your business. And most importantly, just because you don't like the people I'm seen with, that doesn't mean you can go through my personal belongings! I mean, who does that? There's such a thing as personal sapce. I don't pay half the rent just so you can keep an eye on me and try to control my life!"
"I'm not trying to control your life," Joey said softly. "I'm trying to protect you. You gotta believe me when I say Kaiba isn't a good person."
"You don't even know Seto that well, who are you to say what kind of person he is?" I asked.
Joey had no answer to this, which, in my opinion, only proved my point.
"If you can up with one good reason why Seto is a bad person, then I'll stay away from him," I told him. "But since you can't come with one right now, I don't see why I shouldn't call him. I like him and I'm pretty sure he likes me back. I want to call him. I know you want to to protect me, and I can understand that. It's sweet. You're my big brother and you always will be. I love you, Joey. But it's time for me to do something for myself. You have to understand that."
Joey let out a deep sigh. "I love ya, too, sis. And I guess yeah, I could understand that. It's just… I wish it was someone other than friggin Kaiba that you were interested in. What if you called Duke instead? Or Tristan?"
I didn't mean to, but I wrinkled my nose. "Joey, Duke made you dress up like a dog, which is kind of weird. And you know that Tristan creeps me out. No offense since he's your friend and all, but I'd really would rather not."
"If Kaiba breaks your heart, I'll break his legs."
"You can't do things like that."
Joey huffed. "I can and will. If you can date Kaiba, then I can put him in the hospital."
"Joey-"
"Nope, I'm serious. If he treats you wrongly in any way, he'll have me to answer to." And with that, Joey left my room.
With pursed lips, I closed my door. Why did my brother always have to be so difficult?
Then, I remembered what was in my hand: Seto's number.
A huge smile on my face, I jumped onto my bed, took my phone out and dialed the number on the card.
After three rings, he picked up.
