Chapter: 3
Kaiba Makes the Rules
"So Kaiba, I guess we should start figuring out what we're going to do, ne?" Yami said with his arms usually crossed.
Kaiba shot his eyes to Yami. "WE'RE going to figure out? No. I'LL tell you what we're going to do. YOU are going to stay out of my way and leave me alone, and I am going to beat the crap out of you if you come within 3 feet of my personal space or say even one word to me unless I give you permission."
Yami just stood wide-eyed, unaware that Kaiba would become so hostile in this situation.
"Ok, this is what we're going to do. Go search the library and see if there is any food around that we could eat. I'm going to see if I can use the phone to call for help. Got it? Now go." Kaiba growled, before turning and heading for the front desk which had to phone on top of it.
Yami, not wanting to start a fight or argument with Kaiba, did as he was told. But not before he stopped to get one last look at Seto Kaiba... then time seemed to stop. Kaiba's walking figure stopped, his hand stopped swinging, his cloak stopped rustling, and Yami saw him, saw him in a haze. Yami's eyes watered, and he looked, looked at Kaiba, looked at his soul.
And then it all disappeared. Everything was back to normal. Back in motion.
Yami shook his head of the thought, and went to go search the library for something edible.
*****
Kaiba just stood there with a raised eyebrow, wondering why the hell Yami had just been looking at him like that. She shrugged it off and picked up the phone, but without even hearing a dial tone, he instantly heard a woman recording.
"This telephone service is for inter-library calls. Service for basic recipients is not available. Please dial the three-digit number for the library you wish to contact."
Kaiba slammed down the phone in frustration. "Oh, this is just great! Now there's no way out!" He looked around frantically for another option, another phone, something. And then he saw what he thought would be his ticket out of here: the window.
He ran over to one of them, and was just about to bash it in when....
"Kaiba! STOP!" Kaiba flicked his head back to look at Yami, who was already behind him, panting.
"What do you want? I'm going to get us out of here!" Kaiba's eyes narrowed, wondering why Yami would want him to stop if it would mean them escaping. He raised an ever curious eyebrow.
"You can't just break the window you know, there ARE alarms on this building, it could signal a burglar alarm." Yami said matter-of-factly, silently reprimanding Kaiba for his actions.
Kaiba lowered his shoulders in defeat, scowled at Yami, than pushed past him.
And again, time seemed to stop for Yami, as he looked at Seto Kaiba's retreating form, looking back murderously at him. Again he saw Kaiba in a haze... if only his collar didn't cover up some of his face....
Yami shook out of his trance and went back to his search for food.
*****
Kaiba sat behind the front desk, thinking. 'It happened again... Yami stared at me like that again.... what is he trying to do? Is he trying to psyche me out or something? Trying to get inside my head? Maybe he can do that... being a Yami and all...'
Kaiba put a hand to his chin, contemplating just what it is wrong with Yami. "Maybe he's sick." He muttered to himself, before thinking; "Nah, I don't think Yamis get sick."
Sighing, Kaiba looked at his watch. It was 8:24. Quirking an eyebrow, he fiddled with the little button on the side, and it made a few beeps. He smiled faintly, and watched the little numbers start counting down. "48 hours.... and counting." He mumbled, still watching the little numbers as they moved excruciatingly slow.
*****
Yami slammed the storage closet door closed. All that was there was a bunch of computer paper, pencils, paperclips and such, no sign of food whatsoever. Yami growled in frustration, and sat on top of a water fountain to think. He crossed his legs, and crossed his arms over his chest.
'What has been going on... why does this happen every time I look at Kaiba? He is my ruthless nemesis, with apparently no heart... so why does this happen? I hate him for what he has done to me and my friends. I know deep inside he may have a caring heart, especially for his brother, but...' Yami shook his head from the thought. He should be looking for food, another phone possibly, not thinking about Kaiba. 'Wait, I was just thinking about Kaiba?'
He grumbled and got up, going to tell Kaiba that there was no sign of food. As he jumped down, he noticed that he had gotten the bottom of his pants wet from sitting there. Rolling his eyes in humiliation, he strode towards the front desk where Seto Kaiba sat.
"Kaiba, there is no food anywhere." Yami said once he got in front of the desk.
Kaiba's eyes darted toward Yami. "I thought I told you not to talk to me unless I say so."
"You're the one that told me to go find food, I was merely reporting." Yami's voice stayed calm.
"We'll make due without it. As long as we have water, we'll be fine." Kaiba let a low growl escape his throat, irritated. They would definitely make it without food, but not eating would zap they're strength indefinitely.
They both stood there in uncomfortable silence for a few minutes, Yami with his hazy glare, locked on Kaiba. Kaiba let his eyes travel down to the desk, shifting uncomfortably. Once Yami was out of his trance, he placed his hands on the desk and looked down at his hands, then back up, looking Kaiba straight in the eye.
"So, what do we do now?"
Kaiba Makes the Rules
"So Kaiba, I guess we should start figuring out what we're going to do, ne?" Yami said with his arms usually crossed.
Kaiba shot his eyes to Yami. "WE'RE going to figure out? No. I'LL tell you what we're going to do. YOU are going to stay out of my way and leave me alone, and I am going to beat the crap out of you if you come within 3 feet of my personal space or say even one word to me unless I give you permission."
Yami just stood wide-eyed, unaware that Kaiba would become so hostile in this situation.
"Ok, this is what we're going to do. Go search the library and see if there is any food around that we could eat. I'm going to see if I can use the phone to call for help. Got it? Now go." Kaiba growled, before turning and heading for the front desk which had to phone on top of it.
Yami, not wanting to start a fight or argument with Kaiba, did as he was told. But not before he stopped to get one last look at Seto Kaiba... then time seemed to stop. Kaiba's walking figure stopped, his hand stopped swinging, his cloak stopped rustling, and Yami saw him, saw him in a haze. Yami's eyes watered, and he looked, looked at Kaiba, looked at his soul.
And then it all disappeared. Everything was back to normal. Back in motion.
Yami shook his head of the thought, and went to go search the library for something edible.
*****
Kaiba just stood there with a raised eyebrow, wondering why the hell Yami had just been looking at him like that. She shrugged it off and picked up the phone, but without even hearing a dial tone, he instantly heard a woman recording.
"This telephone service is for inter-library calls. Service for basic recipients is not available. Please dial the three-digit number for the library you wish to contact."
Kaiba slammed down the phone in frustration. "Oh, this is just great! Now there's no way out!" He looked around frantically for another option, another phone, something. And then he saw what he thought would be his ticket out of here: the window.
He ran over to one of them, and was just about to bash it in when....
"Kaiba! STOP!" Kaiba flicked his head back to look at Yami, who was already behind him, panting.
"What do you want? I'm going to get us out of here!" Kaiba's eyes narrowed, wondering why Yami would want him to stop if it would mean them escaping. He raised an ever curious eyebrow.
"You can't just break the window you know, there ARE alarms on this building, it could signal a burglar alarm." Yami said matter-of-factly, silently reprimanding Kaiba for his actions.
Kaiba lowered his shoulders in defeat, scowled at Yami, than pushed past him.
And again, time seemed to stop for Yami, as he looked at Seto Kaiba's retreating form, looking back murderously at him. Again he saw Kaiba in a haze... if only his collar didn't cover up some of his face....
Yami shook out of his trance and went back to his search for food.
*****
Kaiba sat behind the front desk, thinking. 'It happened again... Yami stared at me like that again.... what is he trying to do? Is he trying to psyche me out or something? Trying to get inside my head? Maybe he can do that... being a Yami and all...'
Kaiba put a hand to his chin, contemplating just what it is wrong with Yami. "Maybe he's sick." He muttered to himself, before thinking; "Nah, I don't think Yamis get sick."
Sighing, Kaiba looked at his watch. It was 8:24. Quirking an eyebrow, he fiddled with the little button on the side, and it made a few beeps. He smiled faintly, and watched the little numbers start counting down. "48 hours.... and counting." He mumbled, still watching the little numbers as they moved excruciatingly slow.
*****
Yami slammed the storage closet door closed. All that was there was a bunch of computer paper, pencils, paperclips and such, no sign of food whatsoever. Yami growled in frustration, and sat on top of a water fountain to think. He crossed his legs, and crossed his arms over his chest.
'What has been going on... why does this happen every time I look at Kaiba? He is my ruthless nemesis, with apparently no heart... so why does this happen? I hate him for what he has done to me and my friends. I know deep inside he may have a caring heart, especially for his brother, but...' Yami shook his head from the thought. He should be looking for food, another phone possibly, not thinking about Kaiba. 'Wait, I was just thinking about Kaiba?'
He grumbled and got up, going to tell Kaiba that there was no sign of food. As he jumped down, he noticed that he had gotten the bottom of his pants wet from sitting there. Rolling his eyes in humiliation, he strode towards the front desk where Seto Kaiba sat.
"Kaiba, there is no food anywhere." Yami said once he got in front of the desk.
Kaiba's eyes darted toward Yami. "I thought I told you not to talk to me unless I say so."
"You're the one that told me to go find food, I was merely reporting." Yami's voice stayed calm.
"We'll make due without it. As long as we have water, we'll be fine." Kaiba let a low growl escape his throat, irritated. They would definitely make it without food, but not eating would zap they're strength indefinitely.
They both stood there in uncomfortable silence for a few minutes, Yami with his hazy glare, locked on Kaiba. Kaiba let his eyes travel down to the desk, shifting uncomfortably. Once Yami was out of his trance, he placed his hands on the desk and looked down at his hands, then back up, looking Kaiba straight in the eye.
"So, what do we do now?"