Future Lover

Hey, um…sorry for interrupting your reading. I don't know if Grandpa was with them in the duel. I've forgotten, so I'm sorry if grandpa isn't here if he really is supposed to be. I'm really sorry if anyone's missing!! *bows* and if I'm doing it wrong. Did they take a flight back to Japan? I hope you stick with me to the end. And it really is about to end.

Chapter Eleven: Sphere

There was a knock on Yuugi's cabin door. "Hey Jou, can you open that for me please," said Yuugi, not moving from his lying position on the bed, facing the wall. Honda, Anzu and Ryou looked worried. Yuugi hadn't really been talking since Yami walked into the afterlife. He said that he'd come back, but Yuugi wasn't used to being alone, even if he was the only one in the room, because all that while he had someone with him.

"Yeah?" Jou opened the door. It was Isono. "Hey, Isono,"

"Seto-sama wants his guests to please freshen up for dinner," he said, "May I?"

Jou hadn't let him in yet. "Oh, sorry," he let him in. "So Kaiba wants us to what?" Yuugi sat up, looking at Isono. "And in an airplane?!"

Around three of Seto's men in suits entered the room with boxes of all shapes and sizes in various colours, and shoeboxes and shopping bags with almost every 'holy shit that's expensive' brand known on the planet. "Whoa." They chorused.

"Yes, yes," said Isono as the men went out the cabin. "There are bathrooms in all your cabins, sirs and madams. The Master wants all of you to change into these clothes and shoes. They are more appropriate that what you are wearing now," he pointed out. They were filthy.

Anzu started to rummage through the clothes. "Holy shit…" she said, "Everything's here! Louis Vuitton, Prada, Gucci, Versace…all I can say is holy shit! These are…are…"

"Seto-sama prefers branded items, Ms Mazaki-"

"No shit." She interrupted. "If I was the richest woman in Japan I would, too,"

"-there are a lot of clothes you can choose from. I shall be back to inform you of the call time, good evening," he continued and then he left.

"What time exactly is it?" Jou asked as Ryo und Honda joined him in looking for clothes.

"Jou, all you need to do is look outside the window," said Yuugi, glancing at the window at the head of the bed. "It's pitch black, so it really is time for dinner,"

"Yeah, I guess so," he said, picking a pair of loose jeans, the coolest shirt he had ever seen, and a pair of basketball shoes. "Hey, I'll go shower in my cabin first. I'll come back in a few,"

"Jou, don't come back in a few. Scrub everything like hell first before you come back," said Anzu, finding a pair of snake sandals. "Oohh, I love this!"

"She's right, Jou, we smell like shit, you know?" said Honda, taking what he liked. Jou rolled his eyes and left. "Come on, Ryou, let's let Yuugi pick now. Anzu will still be picking when Isono comes back to fetch us for dinner," he laughed; Ryou went after him and closed the door.

Anzu put her clothes on the sofa and sat beside Yuugi. "You ok?"

"Yeah, I am," answered Yuugi. "I guess I'm just not used to him not being around. Maybe I'm just lonely," he gave a small smile at her.

"Pick out your clothes, the others and I will be back, ok?" she assured. She grabbed her clothes and went out, closing the door behind her.

Isono came back two hours later, when he was sure that every single one of Yuugi's friends including him had already finished freshening up. "This way please," he said, leading them upstairs. "By the way, Seto-sama wants all of you to know that the clothes you are wearing now are yours."

"What?!" Jou was the first to react.

"You've got to be kidding me!" Honda added.

"Is a nice Kaiba normal?" Anzu asked particularly at no one.

"Well, I guess that this is new," Ryou piped in.

"Guys, don't complain. A kind Kaiba is hard to come across, so just accept the clothes. I'm sure that what he spent for these is only a penny for him." Said Yuugi, looking at what he was wearing, thinking that Yami would have liked the clothes he had chosen. Yami was the type who'd gone for tight jeans and sleeveless shirts, but he knew he looked damn good in casual clothes. Yuugi had picked some loose fit jeans, the nicest basketball shoes in the shoes Seto had bought, a black long sleeved shirt, and a red collared shirt, leaving the buttons open.

"Seto-sama usually seems indifferent to you, and he is, but that all disappears with he's with his brother. And also, he and Mokuba-sama will not be joining your for dinner. The both of them had decided to stay up in their cabins,"

"Why?" Ryou asked. "He's the one who had us dress up, isn't he?"

"Can you please tell him that we want to eat with him?" Anzu asked

"Who said we wanted to?!" Jou didn't agree with Anzu. "Just because he gave you those clothes-"

"It's not that, Jounouchi Katsuya." Anzu gave him a glare. "He's been really kind to us. He's given us a ride back home, and clothes to change into. So the least we could do is do as he says and tell him that we're grateful, alright?"

Jou was silent.

"I'll tell him that, Ms Mazaki," Isono led them to a part of the plane where it seemed to be a bar and a party place. But it was where they were to eat dinner. "Please wait here. If you wish to have drinks, please feel free to order something from the bar. I shall be back in a while," he said, and left.

"Do you think he'll come?" Ryou asked.

"Look, I don't know about you guys, but I don't care," said Jou, going to the bar. "Do you have beer?"

"For Ra's sake, Jou! You're in an Airbus A380 with Kaiba! Don't you think Kaiba will drink something that low?" Anzu sat on the stool beside him. "A margarita please," she told the bartender. "Say, you're cute," she said, watching the bartender make the margarita.

"Thanks," said the bartender, not really liking that Anzu was flirting with him.

Jou rolled his eyes. "Stop being a fucking flirt. You flirt around Yuugi too much already," he said. Yuugi blushed at the remark. "Can I just get a shot of brandy?" he asked the bartender, and he served Jou his shot as soon as he finished with Anzu's margarita.

"Aren't you going to drink something?" Anzu spun the stool around.

Honda sat beside Anzu, and Ryou sat beside Honda. "Budweiser please," said Honda. "What are you having?" he asked Ryou.

"I think I'll try the martini," he nodded to the bartender. "What are you going to have, Yuugi?"

"No, I don't want any," said Yuugi, shaking his head.

"Excuse me, sirs and madam, Isono-san has just instructed me to seat you in the dining area," said the bartender, walking them to the long table a few more steps below. "I believe Seto-sama will be dining with you tonight,"

"Whoa, he'll come?" said Ryou, watching the bartender pull a seat for Anzu. "I didn't think he will,"

"Whether he comes or not, we'll be able to eat," Jou sat down quickly beside Yuugi.

"I was wondering, everyone under Kaiba – not us, mind you – or people who work for him call him Seto," said Honda, turning to the bartender. "Why do you call him Seto?" he asked him.

"We do as we're told, sir," he answered, then said, "I believe that you will be preferring Japanese cuisine over European or Mediterranean cuisine, so the chefs will be serving miso for soup, tuna, salmon and squid for appetizers, and yakitori, yakiniku, and ebi for the main course with a side dish of yasai itame and steamed vegetables. Will any of you be requesting for ramen or cold noodles, or gyuudon?" (1)

So Kaiba told you to call him Seto? Yuugi thought. "N-no thank you, that will be enough," Yuugi said nervously. That was an awful lot of food. "Um, may I ask, if we're having yakiniku and yakitori, where is the griller?"

"The grilling will be done in the kitchen. Seto-sama doesn't want his aircraft to smell like coal and yakiniku sauce,"

"Oh,"

"The Master will be here momentarily,"

And just like he said, Seto did arrive a few moments later with Mokuba. All of them, including Yuugi, thought that he and Mokuba would show up in their usual getup: the white trench coat and the yellow, high collar vest. But they didn't. Mokuba wore a black hoodie and jeans, and Seto wore what looked like a blue violet long sleeved collared shirt and black slacks. For the first time, they thought the Kaiba brothers looked…like normal teens, just like them. The only difference was that clothes loved being on them, not the other way around and that they were filthy rich.

"Konbanwa, Seto-sama, Mokuba-sama," almost all of them gasped, startled, hearing the servants greet him as he went down the stairs and sat at the capital of the table.

"What did you prepare?" Seto asked as he sat down, and Mokuba sat to his right. He glanced at Yuugi who sat at his left.

"Japanese cuisine, Seto-sama, and the soup and appetizers will arrive in a moment,"

Seto gave a nod. "Get me the menu for drinks,"

There was silence as Seto browsed through the drinks, until Yuugi decided to break it. "Hey, Kaiba, thanks for taking us home, and for the clothes, and for the food,"

Seto didn't look at him. "Did he say when?"

Only the two of them knew what they were talking about. Anzu, Honda, Jou and Ryou were exchanging confused glances. "No. He also wasn't sure how he's going to do it."

"Did he tell you what he was willing to give up?" Seto gave the menu back to the servant behind him. "Give all of them coke, and I'll just have a bottle of water. I'm not in the mood for anything." He whispered to him, and the servant left.

"He didn't either. He didn't tell me anything." Yuugi lowered his head.

Seto didn't say anything after that. Dinner was okay. Jou was civil enough, and didn't say any rude comments. All of them found the food more delicious than what they were used to back in home, and they didn't expect Seto to eat what they ate. Maybe they just looked at him as one of those spoiled brats, but he wasn't. Of course, they didn't Seto liked having Japanese food. They always thought he preferred having Italian, or French. But he did like French. His favourite dish, (his chefs were the only ones who knew this) was French Beef.

"Hey Kaifa, I gotta amit," said Jou, swallowing the rice and mean he had in his mouth. "This is awesome!"

Mokuba giggled. "Thanks, Jou, but you shouldn't really talk with your mouth full, it makes you look uncivilized." The rest of them laughed, including Yuugi, but Seto didn't, and continued eating, not saying anything.

"Yeah, I've never eaten anything this good, and to think this is Japanese!" said Honda, then he drank his coke. "I don't think I'll be able to forget this!"

"Excuse me," Seto stood up, and left his napkin on his seat.

"Something you said?" Anzu raised his brow at Jou and Honda.

"No, it wasn't something you said." Said Mokuba, wiping his mouth and standing up. "I know what it is. If you still want to eat, tell the servants what you want. I'll take care of it. Feel at home in your cabins." He ran after Seto.

The five of them went up to their rooms around an hour later, tired, and sleepy. Even though Yuugi could die of sleepiness, if that was possible, he still couldn't sleep. Maybe because he knew the room in the other side of his brain was empty, and gone. After half an hour of staring up at the ceiling, Yugi finally slept.

"Hey, Yuug, Isono said it's time for breakfast,"

Yuugi rubbed his eyes and sat up. "We're not in japan yet?" he asked sleepily.

"No," answered Jou. "Turns out a flight from Egypt to Japan is over a day. Approximately 27 hours. And it also turns out you're the most exhausted from all of us. You didn't wake up when the plane landed for refueling, did you?"

Yuugi shook his head. "We refueled?"

"Yep. Didn't know where, so I went back to sleep as soon as the plane landed, woke up when the plane took off, and slept when we reached flying altitude," Jou stood up. "Now, gargle and wash your face. We're going down for breakfast. Kaiba's not joining us. He's been in his room since last night, and Mokuba says he's been preparing Kaiba Corp for his return,"

"I see." Yuugi headed for the bathroom, and Jou left the room.

Already knowing his way through the huge plane, he proceeded to the dining area as soon as he changed into a new shirt. Everybody was already there, eating. Mokuba had just finished. "Ohayou, Yuugi," he said, going up the stairs to meet him. "I'll be in the cockpit if you need me,"

Jou almost chocked on the piece of tamagoyaki. "Cockpit?!" (2)

"Yeah. I'll just talk to the captain. I'll go back to my room after." Mokuba ran up.

"So how long till we land?" Honda asked.

"I'm guessing tonight." Yuugi sat down. "Do you think he has a library here somewhere?" Yuugi asked as he took the cup of rice from Ryou. "Thanks,"

"Maybe," said Anzu. "Ask Isono, I think he's memorized the blueprint of this thing,"

Yuugi did ask Isono if the plane had a library, and it did. He had gone to read something about ancient Egyptians' beliefs. It had said that the ancients really did have the ability to perform black magic, and to control the elements around them by magic depending on their zodiac. Yuugi took another book, and found that Yami was able to call on the forces of water. He also found out that black magic used for personal gain will cause the spell caster to receive terrible loss. It wasn't indicated how terrible it was, only saying that the most of spell casters who used it disappeared, or committed suicide, and other ghastly things happen to them.

Yuugi's eye widened as he read through.

The ancient Egyptians believed that their souls can be reincarnated. But their reincarnation is based on the good they had done in the previous life.

"So that's why I'm me…I'm the good Yami had done in the past…he was so selfless that he was allowed to become human again."

This is your captain speaking.

Yuugi was in his room, reading the book he took from the library. He looked up at the speaker. Anzu was at the spa, and the manicurist had just finished doing nail art on her hands. She looked up at the speakers. Honda was at the bar with Jou, talking with the bartender and drinking non-alcoholic drinks; they put down the glasses they held. Ryou was at the lounge, reading a magazine, drinking ocha. (3) Seto was working, and Mokuba was asleep.

We have entered Japanese territory. We will land in Domino International Airport in a few minutes. Please proceed to your seats and fasten your seatbelts.

"Will you look at that. We're home," said Jou, then he turned to the bartender. "It's been nice talking to you,"

"Maybe we can see you the next time we get to go back to Egypt to save a pharaoh," Honda laughed as they got off the stool, waving goodbye.

Anzu couldn't stop thanking the manicurist for what she's done with her nails, but she finally left the spa. Ryou closed the magazine, and drank the last of the ocha. Seto closed his laptop, at lied beside Mokuba, pulling him close.

As the plane touched the ground, Mokuba moaned, but Seto shushed, putting the back to sleep again. When the plane came to a complete stop, Seto stood up at carried Mokuba, careful not to wake him up, putting his head on his shoulder. Isono entered their room, and he took Seto's documents and laptop.

Seto met Yuugi and his friends near the door. "There will be cars waiting for you outside the plane. They will call your attention and take you home." He said, and exited the plane first.

News reporters, cameramen, magazine columnists and flashes was what welcomed them to Japan. Seto was bombarded with a million questions, flooding his ears with noise, and blinding his eyes with flashes. He held Mokuba's head close to him.

"Niisama…"

"Ssshhh, Mokuba, don't move. We're back in Japan," he said, noticing that men in black were already taking the others and getting them in Kaiba Corp's company cars. Isono led him through the swarm of reporters, and got him in the limo.

"Seto-sama, the servants request that I take you home as fast as I can," said the driver. "There's something in your room, and they don't know what it is,"

"Then get me home! That thing might hurt us!"

Seto didn't let Isono take Mokuba from his arms and got out of the car as soon as the limo was parked in front of the mansion. He walked as fast as he could with Isono behind him, and kicked his door open. There was a light blue, glowing, floating sphere in his room. He set Mokuba down on his bed, causing Mokuba to wake up. "Nii…sama…" he moaned.

"What in the world is this…" he stared at it. It was huge. Seto felt like he could get two obese kids in there. "Isono, call Yuugi,"

"H-hai." Isono grabbed his phone and dialed the number of Yuugi's driver. "Get Mr Mutou to the mansion. Seto-sama needs him."

"Niisama, when did you buy a disco ball that big?"

"It's not a disco ball, Mokuba,"

"What is it?"

"Yuugi will tell us."

(1) Tuna, salmon and squid – sashimi, or raw fish and seafood.

Yakitori – grilled chicken.

Yakiniku – grilled pork and beef. Yaki means grilled, niku means meat, and tori means chicken.

Ebi – prawn. What we know as tempura.

Yasai itame –

Ramen – we all know what this is

Cold noodles – kinda like green pasta, served cold. My dad says he eats this cold noodles when it's summer back in Japan.

Gyuudon – I think this is kinda like yakiniku, only the beef (gyuu) isn't grilled, and it's with sesame seeds and egg. ^_^

(2) Tamagoyaki – fried egg. Tamago means egg.

(3) Ocha –I couldn't resist. Ocha means tea. xD

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