Joeys1andOnly: This is part 2 of "If Anything Should Happen." I only put up the first part yesterday, but people have been begging me for the second, so here it is. And, by the way, you don't know what "if anything should happen" means until the very last part ^.^ And if you haven't read the first part yet, please do so! Just go to my profile and click it under "Author of…" Enjoy!
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If Anything Should Happen
Chapter 2Yet again, he found himself on the sidewalk, but this time he was wandering aimlessly, thinking, but now it was on that magical word. Kiara.
If there ever was something like love at first sight, this was it.
Seto Kaiba walked up and down the same street for what seemed like hours. He finally decided to clear his head and see the musical the town theater club had been working on for a while, "Oliver!"
He opened up the glass doors and waited in line for a ticket. When it was finally his turn, he was given a VIP seat in the third row from the front. He nodded curtly as an extra from the play handed him a program. Everybody knew who he was. He attended many plays.
Kaiba suddenly found himself very tired. He walked down the aisle, found his seat and flopped down wearily in it, steadying the cards in his pocket as he did so. No more mistakes.
He glanced about curiously for some time, then proceeded to skim through the program. The cast of characters was in appearance order. He recognized many names from past plays, and he passed those over. However, something caught his eye and he stopped at a name when he was nearly at the end.
Playing the part of Nancy, the main female role, was Kiara Thomas.
He could hardly breathe. Could it be? He didn't dare let himself get too excited. Nobody could see him excited. He was cold and heartless-except when it came to Mokuba. And now Kiara. Secondly, there were probably lots of Kiaras in town-there was no saying this was her. And yet…
And yet he knew it was.
The play started. He feverishly scanned the cast as they went through the opening number and several after, hoping that she was in one of the numbers before her star role, hoping for proof that it was she. But she was not there.
He finally gave up picking apart the extras and decided to just wait until she came onto the stage.
And she did.
The tall, beautiful blue-eyed girl, as Nancy, strode on the stage in a whirl of excitement as she performed "It's a Fine Life," describing her rough and untruthful life. He didn't focus on anything else but her for the rest of Act One. He almost screamed when the intermission came.
In the lobby, all he could do was lean against the wall and stare at her name in the program. She was in the rest of Act Two. He almost died with pleasure.
When the lights blinked softly to note the start of the rest of the play, Seto Kaiba almost threw himself in his seat. He hooked his arms around the two seats beside his and sat back.
The second act opened with an exciting number called "Oom-pah-pah," taking place in a bar as the drunkards sang along with Nancy. She had the most beautiful voice; it lifted and dug right into your soul at all the right places. When that song ended and Nancy's lover, the murderer Bill Sikes, came onto the stage, Seto quivered with jealousy, seeing her gaze with love like that at him. He knew it was only acting, but he couldn't help it.
Finally, his song, "My Name," ended, and the stage cleared of everybody except Nancy. Kaiba, having read the program a hundred times over, knew the next song was Nancy's solo piece, "As Long as He Needs Me." She tearfully sang of her love for Bill, although he often abused her and used her for his own dirty deeds. Halfway through the song, she happened to glance down into the audience.
Glance right at Seto Kaiba.
He noticed her eyes flicker in recognition, and it felt as if she were singing right to him, and to nobody else. If possible, she performed the rest of the play even more wonderfully than she had been. He loved it. He was glad that she even remembered who he was-just a duelist who dropped his cards in a restaurant.
What am I saying? he thought. Of course she'll remember who I was. I'm known everywhere.
The play ended with Nancy being murdered by her own Bill. Kaiba nearly broke out into tears in her final scene. It was incredibly touching to him.
After the play, he hung around for a little while in the lobby, catching glances of Kiara shaking hands and chatting to cast members and people from the audience. He hung in a dark corner, trying not to be noticed. He almost jumped for glee when he saw her scan her eyes over the lobby, as if looking for someone.
Getting tired of leaning against the wall, he gathered his courage and stiffly headed through the glass doors to the street. He turned the corner of the building, and was surprised to see her looking after the door he had exited. With just a hint of a smirk on his face, he prepared for home.
As he took the sidewalks winding his way home, he thought of Kiara endlessly. He couldn't believe these feelings he had for a waitress in a restaurant. He had known her for, what? Four hours? And yet he was so completely in love with her, he couldn't stand it. It shocked him. He was known to be cold, heartless, without feeling. A brilliant company head presumed to be a bachelor all his life. And then…she appears.
He knew he had to see her again. That much was for sure.
He was on his way past a pay phone when he thought of something. He fumbled in his pocket for spare change and dialed his home number.
Ring…ring…ring…A scratchy voice answered. "Kaiba residence."
Seto Kaiba rolled his eyes to the sky. "Mokuba, what are you doing? You're supposed to be in bed. Where's Linda? She's supposed to be watching you."
He heard Mokuba clear his throat painfully. "She ran out to get some medicine the doctor gave me a prescription for. She put the phone by my bed to answer. Where are you, anyway? I don't recognize the number on the caller ID."
Kaiba answered. "I'm at a pay phone. Never mind that. Listen. I've got a few errands to do, so I'll be back later tonight. Tell Linda not to set a place for me at the dinner table, because I probably won't be back in time. And don't you try going through that candy again. There was a lot less in the box today than there was yesterday. You aren't supposed to have it. Got it?"
"Yes, Seto. See you tonight."
"Only if I get back in time. You'd better not be up late again."
He paused, then softened his voice. "I love you, Mokuba."
He heard the confused silence on the other end of the line, then the answer. "I love you too, Seto. Bye."
The line went dead. He knew it was totally out of his character to say something like "I love you," and Mokuba knew it too, but he just wanted him to know.
Hanging up the phone, he turned in the direction he came. He began to walk; not in short, dreamy steps he had taken on his way home, but long, quick strides to take him back to his destination. The restaurant.
He finally got there, twenty minutes later. He approached his former waitress, Jamie. Jamie was beautiful too, and he often noticed the male suitors she waited on, patiently waiting for her shift to end. However, he wasn't interested in her. He only wanted to know about Kiara.
"Excuse me."
"Yeah?" Her green eyes fixed on him. She popped her gum.
He found himself wondering if that was the same gum she had in the morning. He cleared it out of his head.
"Do you know where I can find Kiara Thomas?"
She popped, thought, and answered. "She had a play performance today, so she's missing the rest of her shift. The manager's letting her come back tonight at 8 o'clock to do dishes, to make up for lost time."
Tonight, 8 o'clock. I'll be here. "Thank you."
He turned to leave. But Jamie was not done with him yet. "You seeing her or something?"
He swiveled back to face her. His blue eyes dug into her green ones. No fear on her face. "Excuse me?" He was as stony as he could be.
Pop. "I dunno. She was talking about you before she left, in the kitchen, when she was getting her stuff for the play. She seemed really excited. So, are you? Seeing Kiara?"
Oh my god! Is it possible? "Not presently." Then he turned to leave. Pop.
* * * *Joeys1andOnly: Sorry if you think this ends abruptly, but this is how I originally divided the story. Please R+R!