Thursday and Friday were both the same routine. Get up, get ready for school, hang out with friends before school, argue with Tea, flirt openly with Yugi and have him actually realize it, eat lunch, flirt some more, argue with Tea at break, and go straight to the Kaiba Estate to watch Mokuba after school. Thursday I did really well and got to the house earlier than expected. Seto was still there when I had arrived, so I bothered him for a bit, pretty much badgering him about how he should've gone to school that day, so he didn't get behind on schoolwork. Of course, he just glared at me and told me it didn't matter since everything would be simple for him, anyways, and I threw a random problem at him that I knew he wouldn't be able to answer since it was a high college-level problem that I'd only known since I had been bored one day and had spent hours figuring out how to do. After I pissed Seto off enough, Mokuba and I went into a room, and while he did something on a computer for Seto, I did homework.
That's what Mokuba and I were doing right now, except he had his own homework he had to do. I'd learned that he was a smart boy and wondered if Seto had been trying to teach him on a higher intellectual level than he was supposed to, but I soon dismissed that thought, seeing as it didn't matter. "Trinity, I don't understand this," a voice suddenly broke through my concentration of an AP Chemistry assignment I was doing for extra credit in my normal Chemistry class, which was the only class I didn't have with Seto Kaiba. Blinking, I rolled over to him from my spot on the ground.
"What is it?" I inquired, looking down at the sheet of paper. He motioned to the last problem on the sheet, and I frowned. "That's not right. That's an Algebra problem. I think they may have accidentally worded it incorrectly.." Mokuba blinked up at me, and I shrugged. "Whatever, maybe if I teach you how to do it, you'll get extra credit. You have to use a formula called the Quadratic Formula, which so far is my least favorite formula we have ever had to learn. Mainly because we had to learn it by a song." I rolled my eyes before writing the formula on a clean sheet of notebook paper and saying aloud," X equals negative B, plus or minus square root of B squared minus four times A times C all over two times A."
"How'd the song go?" the black-haired boy asked, and I grimaced.
"Alright, repeat after me. X equals negative B," I sang.
"X equals negative B," Mokuba mimicked.
"Plus or minus square root."
"Plus or minus square root."
"B squared minus four A C."
"B squared minus four A C."
"All over two A."
"All over two A."
"That's it. Sucky song, ne?" I inquired, quirking a brow with a grin.
"Yeah. So, when would I start using that?" Mokuba asked, cocking his head to the side.
"I learned it in Algebra One in eighth grade," I answered, shrugging. "You may learn it, well learn it again, before, after, or in the same grade. The learning curriculum changes so much now that it's hard to keep up with it." Mokuba laughed and nodded, starting to work out the problem before he looked back up at me.
"Uh, which one's which?" I laughed and started helping him fill out the equation. When we finally got the answer for that one, I read through the problem and changed one of the words to make the answer come out the way it was most likely supposed to. I left him to finish that problem while I went to finish the work of my own.
"Hey, Trinity, think fast," Mokuba stated, and I blinked, looking up from the piece of pizza I was eating. I barely registered the fact that something had been thrown at me, and I caught it before it hit me. Looking down, I noticed it was a wrapped box, and I looked back up at Mokuba curiously. "It's a gift for you. I got one for Raven the first time she baby-sat me, so I got you a gift, too." The black-haired boy smiled at me, and I looked down at the wrapped box before I completely registered that he wanted me to open it right then, and I set my piece of pizza down before starting to unwrap the gift.
"Nice wrapping," I commented as I got it completely unwrapped.
"I got Seto to do it for me, actually," Mokuba answered, a slight sheepish grin on his face. "He looked at me skeptically about it and asked who it was for. When I said your name, he scowled slightly but wrapped it anyways." I couldn't help but laugh.
"I'm afraid to open it. What if a bomb goes off as soon as I lift the lid?" I inquired, quirking a brow at the male. Mokuba laughed and shook his head.
"I stood next to him while he wrapped it. He did nothing to it," the black-haired boy stated proudly. I smirked and nodded, removing the white lid and dumping out the leather case that was inside it. Opening that up, I found my eyes widening and a gasp escaping my lips. "Do you like it?"
"Like it? I love it! It's so pretty, Mokuba, but.. You really shouldn't have spent your money on something like this," I answered, looking down at the necklace. The chain was silver, and the pendant hanging off it was a circle. There was another, smaller circle that circled around inside the larger one and had a flower made of diamonds for the petals and an aquamarine gemstone for the middle. "It even has my birthstone."
"That bit I got help with from Raven," Mokuba explained, and I looked up at the boy, a small and sad smile forming on my lips as I forced myself not to cry. He reminded me so much of how Shonrou was in that moment, and I was surprised I didn't break down on the boy. I stood and quickly made my way to him, hugging him tightly.
"Thank you so much, Mokuba. I'll wear it all the time," I stated, smiling at him more fully as he took the necklace from my hand and moved to stand behind me. I allowed him to clasp it around my neck before I turned around and hugged him again, kissing his forehead. When I pulled away from him, something clicked in my mind. "Stay here." I ran out of the room to go and grab something out of my bag and returned within minutes. "I know it's somewhat girly, but you can hide it underneath your shirt or something." I held my hand out with something balled in my fist. Mokuba held his hand out, palm up, and I dropped the item into his open hand. The boy blinked down at the silver necklace I had just placed in his hand. "Raven has one of these, and I do, too," I stated, pulling on a silver chain I had been wearing previously. "There were three, and I thought that it'd be better than not giving you anything in return. There are three parts to it: Raven has the gold letters "B.F.F.s" while there are engravings into two halves of a silver heart. I have one half that has the "F.s" on it, and you now have the other half that has "B.F." on it."
"You're really giving this to me? Don't you want to keep it until you find someone your age that you want to give it to?" Mokuba inquired, cocking his head to the side.
"No, I don't. You're going to be one of the people that the two of us are closest to, and I really do not think I could find a better person to give that to," I answered sincerely, and I gave him a soft smile. The boy suddenly had his arms wrapped tightly around me, his head buried into my shoulder, and I wondered if he was possibly crying. I simply returned the hug just as tightly, and I let my chin softly sit on top of his head as I waited for him to pull away. It was some long minutes later that he finally pulled away, having regained his composure now, though his eyes were puffy.
"Would you put it on me?" Mokuba asked, holding the necklace out to me. I smiled and nodded, taking the necklace from him and letting him turn around before clasping it around his neck.
"Like I said, it's girly, so if you want to hide it in your shirt when you're at school or around Seto, go right ahead," I reminded, scowling and saying the older brother's name with slight disgust.
"You and Seto are alike in a few ways. You like to say each others' names with disgust and a scowl," Mokuba laughed, and I merely shrugged.
"Most people that dislike each other do that," I answered. "Oh, and for the record, if he ever tries to say that I hate him, make sure you correct him by saying that it's only a horrible loathing, that I'm not exactly at hatred yet." The black-haired male laughed again, and I merely grinned, moving over to my abandoned pizza slice and finishing it off as the younger boy just watched me.
"Hey, can we make cookies?" Mokuba asked suddenly as I finished my pizza. I quirked a brow, and he just looked at me blankly.
"As in.. homemade cookies from scratch? Or from a packet of pre-made mix?" I replied.
"Homemade cookies from scratch. Those are the only good type of cookies, Trinity," Mokuba stated, grinning. I shook my head, turning to head towards the kitchen.
"Of course, Mr. Mokuba, how could I be so daft to think otherwise?" I inquired, curtseying in an apologetic way. The little boy played along easily.
"Now, now, don't say such degrading things like that Miss Trinity. Shall we go on with our plan of cookie-making now?"
"Do you even know what 'daft' means, Mokuba?" I questioned, quirking a brow. Mokuba flushed embarrassedly, but shook his head none-the-less. I grinned. "To put it simply, it means 'stupid,' but it's said in a more polite way."
"I thought it was something along those lines, but I didn't want to sound stupid by saying it and it not be that," Mokuba stated, shrugging slightly. I merely nodded at him in response and continued on into the kitchen.
At first everything was going smoothly, and there was nothing wrong. Of course, after we'd finished making the cookies and had a good bit of flour on us, when we tried to clean up, all it really did was make things worse. Then, Mokuba got this bright idea and took a handful of flour and chucked it at me. Obviously, it was not a very bright idea since this started an all-out war between the two of us. By the time the timer for the oven went off, we'd both fallen to the ground, laughing hard about how the other looked like a ghost, completely and totally. I was glad that I didn't have school the next day because my only clean uniform I had was, well, not-so-clean anymore. Yeah, I was still wearing my school uniform, and it was now caked in flour.
"Okay, I'd suggest we go and get cleaned up. If this stuff stays on us too long, it may be much, much harder to get off," I told the younger, black-haired male. He laughed again, taking a hold of a cookie and taking a bite of it.
"Well, we may have made a huge mess, but the cookies are good," Mokuba stated after he swallowed the bite of cookie. I then took the time to look around the kitchen and grimaced. I hoped the maids wouldn't chew us out for this one. It'd be worth it, though. I'd never remembered having so much fun cooking in my life.
"Yeah, I think I'll tell the maids that I'm going to clean the kitchen tomorrow. They'll have to get over it, too. I'll threaten them with something, maybe Seto's wrath," I pondered, snickering at the thought.
"There you go again, saying his name like that. You know, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you had some hidden attraction to him," Mokuba started, "but since I know that you're pretty much in love with Yugi, I know it's nothing like that." I felt my cheeks burn at the statement the boy made, and I licked my lips briefly. Averting my gaze to the cookie pan, I picked up a cookie and started eating it, making it to where I didn't have to talk. "The blush says all. You know, though, I think the two of you are good for each other, though he hasn't had as many problems in his life that he can relate to you with. Seto and I can both relate to you though, especially Seto, since we don't have any actual family left."
"Hey, now, I have Joey and his immediate family," I retorted, poking his nose. "Oh, and your brother still doesn't know my last name or how I know Joey, so no leaking that information, 'kay?"
"Gotcha, chief!" Mokuba exclaimed, and I laughed, ruffling his hair, which only succeeded in my spreading flour everywhere.
"Alright, let's go get cleaned up and get some sleep. Your brother's coming back tomorrow, and I'm sure you want to get up early enough to see him," I stated, winking at the little boy. Mokuba nodded eagerly, and we left the kitchen, me making a mental note to clean it the next day.
I yawned and stretched, hearing a door close nearby. Mokuba and I had slept in the living room last night; that way, if by some sheer luck we woke up the same time Seto got back, Mokuba could see him first thing. Sitting up, my first instinct was to wake up the younger boy, seeing as the only person I could think of that'd be coming into the house this early would be the older Kaiba brother. Mokuba let out a groggy groan before he rubbed his eyes. Smirking, I started tickling the little boy to make him wake up faster. He started laughed and pushing at my hands, and I removed them when I saw a male enter the room out of my peripheral vision. Of course, Mokuba didn't notice it and only jumped at me, starting to tickle me back. I broke out into a laughing fit slowly, pushing at the younger boy's hands and momentarily forgetting that Seto Kaiba was even in the room. Of course, the male cleared his throat after a few minutes, and Mokuba stopped, looking up and exclaiming, "Seto!" I got out a last few laughs before sitting up and watching the younger boy run up to give his older brother a quick hug.
"Seto," I emphasized, smirking at the sudden narrowed gaze he sent towards me.
"Trinity," he retorted, and I grinned.
"Yeah, that's my name. Good job," I answered, giving him a thumbs-up. "Now if only I had a sticker I could give you to put on." Mokuba laughed at our antics, shaking his head. "You thirsty, Mokuba?"
"A little, yeah. Grape juice?" Mokuba answered, and I nodded, standing.
"I'll get it," Seto stated suddenly, turning on his heel and exiting the room to go into the kitchen. I blinked after him before I shrugged and sat down, looking over at Mokuba. A sudden thought made a grin spread across my face.
"What?" Mokuba inquired, cocking his head to the side.
"I think your brother may be jealous at how easy it is for us to be relaxed with each other. I think he may want to be in my place, be the one that gets to have fun with you, and I al-" I stopped in mid-sentence, trying to keep back a laugh but failing after a moment. Mokuba looked up and caught on, and I regained my composure after a moment. Swallowing, I coughed slightly. "Uh, wow. Yeah, I forgot about the kitchen. You see, Mokuba and I kind of had a flour war last night. And.." I stopped talking at the glare I received.
"I will talk to you later," the brunette hissed, turning around and walking away. I frowned slightly, looking over to Mokuba.
"Don't worry about it. Just go and apologize after he's had time to get cleaned. He should've cooled off a bit by then," the black-haired boy explained, and I nodded, though I wasn't entirely sure.
I was more than nervous as I tried to gain my composure. I fidgeted slightly with my pajamas, which were pretty much exactly like the ones I wore the other night, just different colors. Taking in a deep breath, I knocked on the door in front of me. "Come in," a voice answered after a moment, and I pushed on the handle, pushing on the door and walking into the room. "Close the door." I blinked but obeyed.
"Uhm, Seto, about the kitchen. I didn't think that you would be going in there this morning, and I was really planning on cleaning it up. Anyways I just wanted to a-" I stopped talking for a brief few seconds as I saw the brunette come into view, with only a towel covering his waist down, "-pologize." I couldn't help the blush that formed across my face, and I also couldn't help but look at the male's chest. He may have been someone I disliked, but I had to admit that he had a very nice upper body. It wasn't too masculine, but it was slightly toned and was still thin, and his chest was hairless, for the most part. There was a bit of hair around his abdomen, but I didn't let my eyes linger that low for a long period of time. I looked up to his face to see that his hair was still wet, and he had some random droplets of water on his face. He actually looked calm for once, and I had to say that it suited him well. All in all, there were two, shameless words to describe him: fairly sexy. Averting my gaze to my hands, which had started to twitch and move randomly out of nervousness, I swallowed and spoke up. "You could've told me to wait a minute. I believe I could have gone through life without seeing you in only a towel."
"And I could've gone without seeing you or your friend in such revealing outfits, but life doesn't work that way," Seto answered, and I found my gaze narrowing as I looked at him.
"Right, like seeing us in something like this," I motioned to my outfit, "is so horrible! You're only in a towel, for goodness sakes! What if it fell off?!"
"You could've looked away," Seto answered simply.
"And you could've only looked at our faces! I mean, come on, we're teenagers! Curiosity gets the best of us!" I exclaimed in defense.
"So you're curious as to what I look like?" Seto accused, and I found a growl escaping my throat. "Well, then, if you're curious about my looks, I wonder how badly you're dying to see Yugi's."
"I never said I was curious as to what you looked like, so don't take my words and twist them like that! Jeez, you're so annoying sometimes! You make me just want to.." I trailed off, hearing the door start to open.
"Seto! Why're you only in a towel in front of Trinity?!" Mokuba's voice yelled suddenly, and I found a small, victorious smirk crossing my lips. "Jeez, of all things! Anyways, Trinity, I was wondering if you wouldn't mind spending the day with me?" I blinked and turned to look at the little boy, a smile forming on my lips as I nodded before a smirk slowly took it's place.
"And we can even invite your brother along. That way, the two of you can spend some time together," I added.
"Yeah!" Mokuba exclaimed, nodding excitedly. "Will you come, Seto?"
I turned around to look at the brunette as he sent a glare my way. I grinned sickeningly sweetly at him and shrugged innocently. "Come on, Seto, the two of you never get to spend time with each other. Take one day off to relax."
The brunette's jaw clenched before he growled out through gritted teeth, "Alright." Mokuba laughed and grabbed my hand as I sent Seto Kaiba a mischievous smirk. Oh, this would be fun.
Whoop-whoop. I liked this one. The next one is going to be about Trinity's day with the Kaiba brothers. It's titled: "Spending a Day with the Kaiba Brothers."
Well, as I've said in the past chapters, critiques and reviews are welcome. I like hearing from people and will get back to them sometimes; it depends on if I have the time.
For those of you that have started school: it's murder sometimes. But I love it, for some god-only-knows reason. :)
