I've taken a break, but now I'm back, owith yet another chapter of StarCrossed. I hope the Interlude explained some things, and I'm sorry that Fujiwaka is such a Gozaburo Kaiba clone, I didn't notice that at all O.o
Some special thanks:
Eragonfan - You scared me a little with your anger, although I understand. Nevertheless, Thanks a lot for your reviews. Oh, and thanks for the food idea, I have to admit that I forgot.
HopelessRomantic183 - Thank you for your kind words, and I'm glad that the Interlude helped. Thanks again for reviewing.
Lol, my mom actually wants to read this too, so I gave her the link this morning and now I'm scared of what she'll think of it ^_^'
This story is dedicated to HopelessRomantic183.
The couple Mokuba/Emiko is dedicated to Eragonfan.
I apologize for any errors in advance.
Disclaimer: I only own the plot and the OC's.
IN THIS CHAPTER
Seto and Kisara, you let yourselves be fooled! How did it happen?
Also, you guys are locked up in a closet! What to do now?
What's Nori doing?
Shinji meets the twins.
Hey, Yisuba's back!
Mokuba, you better watch out for that guy!
Don't worry, Saeko! Help's on its way!
Thank you all for reading!
ENJOY!
Original POV, 19.00 PM
Situation: there's a closet, and there's a young man and a young woman inside of that closet. The man and woman are attracted to one another (read: they're in love and too chicken to admit it), and they can't get out of the closet, since it's locked from the outside. And there's no other living soul to be found on the entire floor, thanks to the little minxes who locked them up in the closet. The couple can't communicate with the outside world, and they have no idea how long they're going to stay locked up. There's one water bottle (one liter) and three apples. Conclusion: they want to get out of there, and fast.
One might be wondering how Seto and Kisara ever ended up in this situation. For that, we'll have to go back in time for a little bit.
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Mika's POV, 17.45 PM
I got a call from security.
"Director's office, this is Koriachi speaking," I said.
"Koriachi-san, we have two girls here who say you are expecting them. Orders?" I smirked. Well done, twins.
"Alright, I'll be there in a minute," I told the man.
"Yes, ma'am!" The line went dead and I got up from my chair. Kisara looked up with a curious look.
"What girls?" she asked. I smiled at her.
"Oh, I was late this morning, so I asked my neighbor if she could please make me something for dinner. I usually do that myself and then eat it here at work, but like I said, I was late. She said her daughters would come by to bring it to me," I lied. Kisara nodded.
"That's some neighbor you have, Mika," she said.
"Indeed. Please excuse me. I'll be back in a minute, Seto!" I called out to my boss, who merely nodded without looking up from his computer screen.
When I got out of the elevator on the ground floor, I spotted the twins immediately. They looked decent, indeed. They both wore a dress that ended just below their knees and had short sleeves. Raiku, the twin with the sea-green hair, was wearing a dark blue dress and her sister, with the light purple hair, wore a light yellow one. They both wore brown-leather boots that looked an awful lot like cowboy boots, but it matched their outfits very well. Both girls also wore a headband in colors similar to their dresses'. They didn't look much like the chaotic girls I had met at the airport. They'd done their best.
I smiled at them and waved. The girls did the same, only with much more chaotic enthusiasm, and walked up to her. I beckoned to the guards that it was okay, and the men let them go.
I took the girls to the back of the building, where there were more elevators, and took them to the 10th floor.
"I took you two in the direction of the cafeteria," I explained, "That way, everyone down there will think we're going there to have a cup of coffee or whatever, and they won't get suspicious. The elevator in the back of the building are usually used by the cleaners, but they won't get here before eight o'clock or so,"
As we reached our floor, I took the twins to the closet I'd found. We all looked inside. The closet was in actuality more like a small room. There were some shelves and boxes. Perfect.
"Looks great," Risa said. Raiku walked in and put down a small plastic bag in a corner. I gave her a questioning look.
"Oh, just a little something we took with us. Water and some apples, that way, they won't starve," Raiku explained. Risa looked inside the closet again, biting her lower lip. She turned to me.
"Won't they get cold tonight? Should we leave a blanket or something?" she asked. We thought about it for a moment. Then we grinned.
"Naaaaaaah!" Risa sing-songed. Her sister giggled. I merely smirked.
"Alright," I said, "You girls just hide here while I'll go and get those two just wait for the right moment and do your thing," Risa and Raiku nodded fervently and dashed away. As for myself, I went upstairs again to the office.
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Original POV
"Is everything alright?" Kisara asked when Mika came in, "You were gone for almost half an hour," Mika shook her head.
"It's all fine, I put the food in the refrigerator in the cafeteria," she said. Then she turned to Seto.
"Say, we've been busy all day now, how about we take a break?" she suggested innocently. Kisara nodded.
"Yes, that sounds like a good idea," Seto, however, shook his head.
"No, thank you, Mika, I'm busy," he said. Mika mentally cursed. That man just couldn't cooperate, could he?
"But you're always busy! That can't be healthy! Come on, let's get out of here for a little while and stretch our legs, okay?" she tried. But Seto stayed right where he was.
"The two of you can go," he said, and kept typing away on his laptop. Mika sighed and turned to Kisara.
"Kisara, how about you try it? I'm losing my patience with that guy," she said, pointing her thumb over her shoulder in her boss' direction, who could hear everything and send her a glare, which she ignored. Kisara gulped.
"But Mika, if he doesn't want to…" she tried. Mika would have none of it.
"Nonsense, nonsense," she chirped happily, "I'm sure he'll listen to you. I'm just way too bossy, yes, that must be it. Come one, Kisara, don't you agree that working too much is unhealthy?" The light-haired woman slowly nodded. Mika smirked inwardly. Bingo. Kisara turned to Seto.
"I guess Mika does have a point, Seto. Come with us, please? Five minutes won't hurt, right?" Mika just kept smiling. Very good, Kisara, just keep that up, she thought. Seto stopped typing and sighed. Once more: bingo.
"All right," he said, "Five minutes,"
Mika could only smirk while the trio walked down the hall, glad that the other two couldn't see it as she was walking right in front of them. Oh yeah, the man had so totally fallen for Kisara! Suddenly, she hid her smirk and turned around.
"Oh, yeah, I almost forgot. Seto, there's this closet on the 10th floor that wouldn't open last night," she said sweetly. Seto frowned.
"What closet, Mika?" he said.
"Oh, it is a storage closet for the cleaners. It had an automatic lock, but it wouldn't open,"
Seto raised his eyebrows.
"And you think I can help, why?" he asked slowly. Mika sighed.
"Well, don't you have this little device that can open each and every automatic lock in the building?" she asked. Seto nodded.
"Yes," he said and took said device out of his pocket. He threw it and Mika caught it.
"Here you go, go see if it works," the man said. Mika grew more and more impatient by the minute. Why was that guy so stubborn?
"How about we go there now, see if it works, and then come back here and get back to work?" Kisara suddenly interrupted. Mika looked as if someone had just told her that she'd won the lottery. Thank you, Kisara!, she mentally screamed. Things were working out quite nicely after all. Seto once again sighed, giving in immediately.
"Alright, alright!" he growled. He snatched the device out of Mika's hands and walked away.
"So, where to?" he asked Mika while looking over his shoulder.
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10th floor, Raiku's POV, 18.30 PM
"Where's Mika?" Risa wondered out loud while pacing in front of me. We were getting impatient.
"I don't know, maybe she's having trouble persuading them?" I suggested. My sister stopped pacing back and forth and sighed. I started turning around my pocketknife between my fingers. One turn, two turns, five turns. After the fourteenth turn I stopped and listened.
"Hide!" I whispered urgently, putting the pocketknife in my sock. It was now unnoticeable unless you were looking for it. We dashed around the corner just in time. A few seconds later, Mika, her boss and our cousin rounded the other corner, walking towards the closet. My sister and I carefully peeked. Half a second later, our identical jaws silently dropped in perfect unison. No wonder our cousin had the hots for that guy! He was soooo cute! We saw the man take a small device out of his pocket. He pushed a small button. To the trio's surprise, the door didn't open. Risa and I beamed at one another. Thank you, God, for the invention of the pocketknife! Risa and I had taken out the small panel with small numbered buttons, after I'd cut the wires that were connected to the automatic lock and the sensor that was used for the device. The only way to open the door now was with the password, which we now knew thanks to Risa's hacking skills. Of course, we hadn't told Mika, but we'd figured she'd like the idea. We than saw Mika's boss push some of the buttons on the panel, which we'd put back just the way it was. My sister and I looked at each other with identical wicked grins.
"On three," Risa whispered, "One…"
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Mika's POV, 18.35 PM
It would be a huge understatement to say that I was surprised when the door really didn't open. What had those girls done? Seto frowned.
"Hmm, I guess that won't work then," he said while putting the device away.
"How do we open it, then?" Kisara asked.
"There are two ways to open these doors," Seto explained, "One is with a device, but there's also a password, consisting only of numbers," He then turned around. "Luckily, I know the password, so we'll see if that works,"
Kisara and I nodded. Seto turned around and pushed some of the buttons. As I counted the small beeps that erupted from the small panel, my eyes grew wide. One, three, seven, eleven. All in all, the password consisted of fourteen numbers. Fourteen! And this man knew the entire password?
The door opened at once. At the same time, we heard a loud "THREE!" and I was once again surprised by the speed of the twins, who dashed forward from around the corner. I used the confusion on both Kisara's and Seto's faces to our advantage, grabbed Kisara's arm, and all but threw her towards the open door. I saw that Risa slowed down at the last moment, while Raiku used all of her weight to crash into her cousin (who was standing in front of Seto) and push the couple all the way inside. Risa caught her sister's arm and yanked her back before either Seto or Kisara could recover. I quickly pushed a small button… and the door closed.
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Original POV, 18.42 PM
Mika and the twins high-fived each other.
"Well done, girls! Mission accomplished!" Mika beamed. Risa, however, shook her head.
"Not yet!" she said, while Raiku pulled her pocketknife out of her sock and used it to take out the small panel. Risa kneeled down with the panel and a small computer-like device with an equally small keyboard on it. She started typing frantically, while Raiku gave the door a strange look.
"Why can't we hear anything?" she asked Mika.
"Soundproof," Mika answered shrugging.
"Done!" Risa said, pulling her small computer in her sock, while her sister went to work to put the panel back in place.
"What did you do?" Mika asked her. Risa smiled evilly.
"I changed the password," she grinned, "It used to be 25-10-07-07-42-15-12, now it's 11-09-19-01-18-01-00,"
Mika gave her look that said that she didn't understand. The girls laughed.
"It's Kis' name!" they said in unison, "The letter "K" is the 11th letter in the alphabet! But since "Kisara" had six letters, the last two numbers are 00!" Mika slowly nodded.
"I see," she mumbled. Then she looked up.
"So, how about we call it a day? I know a simply lovely little Italian restaurant. It's close to Kisara's place, we should tell her about it later. You girls hungry?" she said smiling.
"Yes, let's do that!" the twins all but shouted. Mika laughed, while taking a cell phone out of her pocket and dialing Mokuba's cell phone number.
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Closet, 19.00 PM
And thus the couple ended up in the closet. They had recovered from the shock by now and were both thinking of a way out. At least, Kisara was thinking of a way out (while wondering how her twin cousins had ended up at KaibaCorp), while Seto was simply furious. His secretary had locked him in a storage closet, along with the woman he was more attracted to more than could possibly be good for him, and moreover, Mika had stolen his cell phone!
The two had soon discovered the small plastic bag and its contents. Both had mentally gulped at the realization that they would have to share the bottle. There were no cups.
There were also no blankets or anything, and Kisara had left her jacket upstairs, and the fabric of her shirt was rather thin. This could get chilly.
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Osaka, 19.04 PM
Yori Marimochi loved music. Although her parents often complained, she turned the volume almost to the maximum every time she turned her radio on. Thus it is understandable that it took her almost 30 seconds to notice that her cell phone was ringing. She turned the radio off and picked up her phone.
"Hello, this is Yori," she said. When the other person answered, she didn't recognize the voice. It was a man.
"Are you Yori Marimochi?" the man asked.
"Yes,"
"Do you know a girl named Emiko Fujiwaka?" the man went on. Yori raised her eyebrows in surprise.
"Excuse me, sir, but who are you? And how did you get the number of my cell phone?" she asked. She could hear the man sigh.
"I can't tell you my name, but I can assure you that I am a friend. As for the phone number, I know how to trace a cell phone, although it took me an awfully long time to find you in the database," he answered, "I am a cousin of Emiko's mother, do you know Emiko?"
Yori bit her lip.
"Yes, I know her, we used to be classmates before I moved to Osaka," she said hesitantly.
"Good," the man went on, "She asked me to contact you,"
Yori raised her eyebrows in surprise.
"Really? But why couldn't she do so herself, then?" she asked.
"I'll tell you in a bit. But before I do that, I have to ask you another question or two. First: do you know Mokuba Kaiba?"
Now Yori really didn't get it. What did Mokuba have to do with this?
"Yes, I know him," she said, "Mokuba is an ex-boyfriend of mine," She thought she could hear the man swallow.
"Oh… really? Well, that's interesting. Are you on good terms with both Emiko and Mokuba?" the man asked.
"Yes,"
"Good! Alright, then I'll tell you what's happened here. You see, Emiko's father…"
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Domino City, 21.49 PM
Shinji walked down the street on his way to a local club when he saw two rather extraordinary girls: our beloved twins, Raiku and Risa. Or, in Shinji's mind, fresh meat. He immediately went after them
The girls spotted him easily.
"Look, Raiku! Isn't he slimy?" Risa commented. Raiku looked at the man that was coming towards them as a predator with his prey in sight.
"He sure is icky," she said, while making a face that screamed "disgust". Little did the girls know that the man had been charged for sexual harassment by at least seven women and three of the companies he'd worked at. The sleaze ball, however, always seemed to manage to sneak his ass into yet another job. Also, Shinji was on the run at the moment, since Yamamura-san had caught him trying to force himself on a student while the sensei himself had gone to the bathroom for a moment. He had chased Shinji for almost fifteen minutes before he's grown too tired. Little did Shinji know who we was dealing with when he halted in front of the girls.
"Hello there, ladies," he said in what was supposed to be a seductive voice. Too bad it made every woman wince in disgust.
"Hi…" the girls responded while slowly backing away. Shinji didn't quite get the hint.
"So, you two all alone around this dangerous neighborhood?" the man asked.
"I doubt it was dangerous before you joined it," Risa said coolly. Shinji grimaced, Raiku mentally applauded. Touché.
Before the man could freak the girls out even more, he suddenly spotted a police vehicle. He paled visibly, before turning his attention to the girls once more.
"You didn't see me," he said, before running away. The twins raised their identical eyebrows, while the police vehicle stopped next to them.
"Excuse us, girls," one of the men inside asked, "Do you happen to have seen this man?" He held up a photo of Shinji. The girls looked at each other with blank expressions on their faces, before looking at the officer again and pointing in the direction in which Shinji had taken of, all of this in perfect unison.
"That way," they said.
"Thank you," the officer said, and the car took off at high speed.
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Mokuba's POV, 20.13 PM
The bodyguard who'd stared at me at school was now officially freaking me out. It had happened again today. Every time I saw him, he was staring at me. Luckily, every time he did, one of his colleagues would slap him in some way or another. But that didn't make it any less scary.
I was surprised at Mika's bold move and I doubted she could've pulled it off without the help of the cousins of Kisara. Nevertheless, I agreed that Seto had been alone long enough now. I wondered if the plan would work. After all, I knew better than anyone how stubborn my older brother could be.
I was snapped out of my daze by the phone. Not my cell phone, but the 'normal' phone. I picked up.
"Yes?"
"Mister Kaiba? There's a call for you from Osaka," security informed him. That's why I preferred cell phones: more privacy. I frowned. Did I even know anyone in Osaka?
"That's okay," I told the man on the other end of the line. There was a soft click.
"Hello?" I said again. I almost tripped over my own feet in surprise when I heard the voice on the other end.
"Mokuba, is that you? It's Yori. I have something very important to tell you,"
Yori? I mentally slapped myself. Hard. And again. Harder. How on earth had I forgotten? My ex-girlfriend had moved to Osaka.
"Oh, hi Yori. How've you been?" I asked. What did you say to an ex-girlfriend?
"Fine, thank you, but that's not the point," she answered. She was all business. What could be so urgent?
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"There's something you need to know about Emiko," I froze. Emiko?
"What about her?" I asked.
"She's in trouble," Not, that got my full attention. Yori went on before I could ask anything.
"It's her father. He has taken her cell phone and all but locked her up in the house. She's being guarded 24/7 and she even has a home tutor. She's not allowed to go out of the house, except in the presence of either her father or her father's mistress,"
That surprised me. All of it, but especially the last part.
"Then what about her mother?" I asked.
"She's not allowed to be alone with her mother," Yori explained, "It seems like her father wants her to marry a man of his choice in a year or two and raise their son as his own. The man's a lunatic!"
I could only agree while I tried to control my insides, but to no avail. The story had turned my entire being to ice. Yori wasn't done yet.
"Mokuba, listen to me! I'll be in Domino City in two days! I'll contact you then! What's your cell phone number?" I told her, noticing that my voice didn't sound like my own.
"Yori… how do you know all this?" I managed to ask.
"A relative of Emiko, her mother's cousin to be exact, managed to talk to Emiko. She told him to contact me. The guy told me everything. He'd been hired by Emiko's father to spy on her. It wasn't until his uncle, Emiko's grandfather, approached that he knew who Emiko is! That she's a relative of his! Emiko's grandfather also knows all this and wants to get Emiko and her mother, who is his daughter, out of that house. But he can't do that on his own, he needs other people to know about it as well,"
I nodded, partly in understanding, and partly because I knew where the feeling of being watched had come from last Monday. We had been followed.
"Okay, so what can I do?"
"Nothing for the time being," Yori said, "Just wait for my call, and then we'll think of something," Then she paused.
"Mokuba?"
"Yes?"
"What is Emiko to you?"
I mentally groaned. I could've seen this one coming. I sighed, finally admitting what I already knew.
"I… I'm in love with her,"
I could almost hear Yori smile.
"Good,"
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Mika's POV, 20.19 PM
Seto's cell phone went off and, being his secretary after all, picked up.
"Ah, Yisuba-san!" I exclaimed once I knew who it was. I could the man was dumbfounded.
"Mika? What are you doing with Seto's cell phone?" he asked. I smirked.
"Seto isn't available at the moment, would you like me to pass a message?" I asked.
"Well, no, it's rather.. personal," I frowned. This was something serious.
"Yisuba-san, I can assure you that I will tell him as soon as possible," I told the man.
"I don't doubt that, Mika," Yisuba answered, "But it's about his brother,"
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Original POV, 22.58 PM
It had gotten cold and Kisara was now openly shivering. She'd tried to hide it at first, but there was no stopping it. Seto, who was wearing his ever-present coat, wasn't cold at all.
They had been here for some hours now and they hadn't said more than ten words each. They'd spent those hours at opposite ends of the room/closet, trying desperately to stay away from each other and thereby trigger… something. However, as said, Seto was a gentleman, and seeing a lady in need was something he couldn't handle easily. So he sighed, took off his coat, walked over to Kisara, and held it out in front of her.
"Here," he said, "It'll keep you warm,"
Kisara looked at him, but didn't take the coat. Seto cursed under his breath.
"Dammit, woman, just take the damn thing!" he said. Kisara hesitantly took it, but didn't put it on.
"Won't you get cold?" she asked with slight concern evident in her voice. Seto shook his head.
"I can have it," he said, before turning around and walking back to the opposite wall. Kisara thought about it, biting her lower lip. Then, she firmly threw the coat in a corner. The two locked eyes, his filled with curiosity, hers filled with certainty.
"I don't want you to get cold because of me," she said in a clear voice. Seto all but gaped at her, before smiling a little. She really was something. He walked over to his coat and picked it up. He seemed to be thinking about something. Then he turned around again and sat down, before hesitantly holding out his arm towards Kisara. She looked at him questioningly.
"Come here," he said. Kisara hesitated, stood up and walked over to sit next to him, although she kept her distance. That is, until Seto put his arm around her a pulled her close. Very close. They both blushed, and they didn't look at one another.
"Then I guess we'll keep each other warm," Seto mumbled. They both smiled, although they didn't notice it.
There. The closet scene is taking shape now.
How did you like the password thing? Also, the original password (Seto's) isn't just a random collection of numbers, there's actually a meaning behind them. Can you guess the meaning?
NEXT TIME IN "STARCROSSED"
Seto and Kisara in the closet. That's it.
Yeah, that's it. The next chapter will revolve solely around the main couple. So...
YET TO COME IN "STARCROSSED"
Yori arrives in Domino City.
Emiko, look who's coming over to visit you!
Dinner at Fujiwaka's. Who are attending and who are they bringing along?
There's a business trip coming up.
Thanks to those who've given me some awesome ideas: Eragonfan and HopelessRomantic183.
Also: I'm thinking of drawing Raiku and Risa, I really adore them. I'll put the link in an author's note when I'm done.