Cap. 7: Preparations

"What the…?", Helen was standing in front of the mirror in her new room in Domino City, wearing the trade mark pink/ blue uniform of the Domino High-school. It has been two weeks since she arrived in Japan and despite the fact that she missed her relatives back home, and that she knew no one in her new home-land, she was actually happy…no…excited to be there. Well, except for that morning. It was supposed to be her first day of school and she already felt miserable, and she didn't even walk out the door yet.

"It's not that bad." Akunadin said, though he too felt a little embarrassed seeing her in such a short skirt. It didn't suit her at all, and in his opinion it was way too daring. He couldn't understand how much fashion changed during the years, nor could he understand how girls could wear such outfits. They were practically naked. They left nothing to the boys' imagination.

"You look cute!", her mother said while taking a couple of pictures. After all this was a big day. Helena frowned and the look on her face could put even Gollum to shame.

"I look…desperate. Mom, you can't expect me to wear this sh…."

"Helena! Watch your language. It doesn't suit a lady to talk like that."

"But mom?!"

"That's my word and it's final. Helena we are going to live in Japan for a year. It's an entire different world. Yes, there will be things you won't like. But please you must be patient, dear. It won't hurt for you to make some friends, either."

Kisara's face suddenly changed. She grew sad. Friends. She never had friends. Sure she had play-mates, and school-mates, but never friends; the type of person to whom you can open up to without being afraid that you will be rejected; to whom you can confess your greatest desires, your darkest nightmares, your silly hopes and dreams without being laughed at; with whom you could be yourself. Well, Dorian was kind of a friend to her, but he was kind of old to take him hiking or to the movies without looking awkward. And besides she considered him more like a second father and a guardian. He was always there when she needed him.

"Cheer up, dear, we have chocolate and vanilla pudding for breakfast. Now come down and eat or else you'll be late for school."

Kisara's mouth began to drawl at the thought of that creamy delight and her sad thoughts were soon replaced by joy. "Perhaps today is going to be a good day after all" she thought.

"You can be bought so easy." Akunadin said with a smirk. "Where is your pride, your honour? You should be ashamed!"

"Yes, you're right. I am a wick person" Helena said in a tragic ton "My spirit isn't strong enough to resist to such mortal temptations, that's why I'm going to eat your pudding, too. Bai-bai", with that she jumped out the room and down the stairs and it took Akunadin a whole two minutes to realize what had just happened.

"What?...No. Wait!", and he stormed after her.

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"I can't believe they're making me do this?!" Seto Kaiba was passing the kitchen from one end to another, annoyed (put it mildly) by the "incompetence" and "imbecility" of certain people that are yet to be mentioned.

"Aham…", Mokuba was eating cereals from a bowl that lay in front of him, and the way he chewed his food made him look like a monkey. The poor thing wasn't a morning person, nor was his brother. But Seto woke up so early that even the chickens were still in the land of dreams at that time, so the proof that the great CEO was indeed a human and not a machine laid to no mortal's hand to reach.

"Don't they know who I am?"

"Aham…"

"I'm the CEO of the greatest game company in the world!"

"Aham…but you're still in school and you wouldn't want to be expelled for skipping classes, would you? Your associates won't like that."

"Why so practical this morning, Mokuba?" Seto enquired, a bit taken aback by his brother's remark.

"I think that…maybe…aham…you…should…act….more like your age and not like you're fifty or something. I've seen eighty year old grandmothers that look more lively than you."

"What?!"

"Whoo, look at the time. I should get going. I'm late for school. Have a nice day. Love you. Bye." Mokuba took his backpack and shot of like a firecracker on the 4th of July. He didn't manage to finish his breakfast and a boy his age needed a big meal in the morning, but that's nothing a cheeseburger couldn't fix.

Seto Kaiba was left victim to his own despair. He became madly angry not at his brother's previous statement, but at himself. He wished he could act like the teenager that he was, he wished he could be so carefree and not wear the burden that he wore by being who he was. But this was the path he has chosen and Seto Kaiba wasn't a quitter.