disclaimer: i don't own a damn thing except my own wild imagination .
(A/N: this ficcy was only supposed to have one chappie but then I got the insane idea to write a sequel to it or sumpthin XD besides it was odd to think up how Isis and Shizuka would react to Kaiba's Ness XD weeeeee i ish so descriptive)
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"KAIBA!" Shizuka was too shocked to burst into tears. Now, whether that was a good or a bad thing, the guests at Ryou's party would never know.
"Seto," Isis was much less prone to freaking out. Now, whether the cold tone of her voice was a good or a bad thing, the guests would also never know.
Kaiba's eyes almost pleaded Maria to tell Isis and Shizuka the truth. Maria didn't hesitate to say something, but it wasn't exactly what anyone had expected.
"Ryou...next time you host a party, I suggest you make the room brighter,"
"Why?" Ryou's sincere cluelessness wasn't enough to lift the mood. Now THAT was a bad sign.
"Well, don't you find it rather despairing that Kaiba couldn't see clearly in the dim lighting and mistook me for someone else?" somehow, everyone believed her. Perhaps they all just wanted to deny the truth that they already knew.
"How sad. I'm terribly sorry," Ryou looked and sounded ashamed.
"Oh don't worry about it," Maria consoled Ryou with a smile. Katsuya laughed until he literally cried about how stupidly the roomful of people were making a big deal about lighting problems. "OK well I'd better get going..." Maria waved goodbye to Ryou and went out the door.
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"Activating Voice Identification System. Please state your name,"
"Seto Kaiba,"
As one should probably now have figured out, Kaiba is in his secret computer room-type place, dealing with the sassy A.I.
"So, you're going back to your monotonous work life? Winter Break over already?"
One week has passed since New Years. Surprisingly enough, Mokuba had not been bugging Kaiba about what had happened. In fact, it might have been possible that Mokuba had been to sugar-high at the party to notice anything other than, well, sugar.
"You know I don't approve of-"
"Idleness. Yeah, yeah, Mr. Grumpmeister. Get a life,"
"This coming from an Artificial Intelligence system..."
"What big fancy project has found home in that ingenious brain of yours this time,"
"I'll tell you later. First, I need to make a call,"
"Heh. Too lazy to pick up the phone and dial the number?"
"You watch it. I am your master, your creator,"
"OOOOOOH I AM SO SCARED! Anyway who're you gonna call?"
"The junkyard, so I can throw away the microchip that you're programmed into,"
"Very funny. What section of the phonebook would you like me to search, MASTER?"
"Don't bother. You should know Maria's number by heart,"
"Was that supposed to be ironic?"
"Not intended,"
Irritatingly, the phone rang 6 times before Maria finally answered.
"NO I DO NOT WANT A LONG DISTANCE DEAL OR A TRIP TO SIBERIA, MR. OR MS. TELEMARKETER! **** OFF!!!!!!!!!"
"Such language," mocked Kaiba.
"Oh. You're not the telemarketers..."
"Heh. You need caller ID,"
"No, REALLY, genius. Hey, you know you could've just come over. I live across the street...you could've been spared of the screaming," true. Maria lived in a small (compared to Kaiba's mansion anyway) house a little ways down the street.
"Yes, but you would mistake me for a door-to-door salesman,"
"In this neighborhood? Not likely. So anyway why'd you call me?"
"I'm not one to bring up subjects like this, but-"
"Lemme guess. We've never really discussed what happened on New Years?"
"You're psychic,"
"No. We just share the same brain waves,"
"Maria, this is serious,"
"Isn't it always,"
"You remind me of the A.I."
The A.I. took the opportunity to protest, saying, "Hey I take that personally,"
"Maria,"
"Seto, here's the thing. I just couldn't tell them,"
"Why not? You'd rather live a lie?!"
"But that's the thing. I'm NOT,"
"What do you mean?!"
"Seriously, Seto. I'm not the one for you,"
"Maria, you'd better explain this in the next several seconds,"
"I'm gonna need at least a minute. Seto, you've known me for a VERY long time,"
"And?"
"I'm predictable for you. Like I've said before, we practically think the same thoughts; share the same brain waves. I'm something that's always been there; always will be there. There are no risks. You love me as a friend,"
"I'm still not getting it,"
"For a genius, you're pretty stupid. Seto, you fear change. Shizuka and Isis are something completely different from me and what I stand for. You can't predict them. Being with any of them is like an adventure. You never know what will happen. You're not used to them,"
"...Still not getting it, sorry to say,"
"In a nutshell, you need to try something new. I'm your friend. I'll stay your friend. I'm just going to 'read your mind' again. To you, I'm the 'perfect' example of someone qualified to be your friend...Seto, you have me on a pedestal, and you need someone else in your arms,"
"That is not-"
"Aaaaaaaaand that concludes today's lesson. OK, class, let's review,"
"I like that girl's attitude," commented the A.I.
"Seto? I said let's review..."
"Well, what do you suppose I do?"
"That's your problem. I deal with the pedestal, not the arms, remember?"
"But-"
"It shouldn't be that hard. Shizuka is sweet and innocent, devoid of any realization of the world. Isis is the definition of enigma. And if you're judging by looks, I'd say Isis is much prettier. Your choice, Kaiba,"
"I've never had you on a pedestal,"
"Not this again. It was an IDIOM,"
"I realize. But I've thought of you as an equal, not...a monument or some exhibit dictating the divine requirements of being my...friend,"
"That is not how other people see it. Concentrate less on the pedestal, will you?! Please..."
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XD i had too much fun with the dialogue between Seto and the A.I. lol ramblingness...
(A/N: this ficcy was only supposed to have one chappie but then I got the insane idea to write a sequel to it or sumpthin XD besides it was odd to think up how Isis and Shizuka would react to Kaiba's Ness XD weeeeee i ish so descriptive)
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"KAIBA!" Shizuka was too shocked to burst into tears. Now, whether that was a good or a bad thing, the guests at Ryou's party would never know.
"Seto," Isis was much less prone to freaking out. Now, whether the cold tone of her voice was a good or a bad thing, the guests would also never know.
Kaiba's eyes almost pleaded Maria to tell Isis and Shizuka the truth. Maria didn't hesitate to say something, but it wasn't exactly what anyone had expected.
"Ryou...next time you host a party, I suggest you make the room brighter,"
"Why?" Ryou's sincere cluelessness wasn't enough to lift the mood. Now THAT was a bad sign.
"Well, don't you find it rather despairing that Kaiba couldn't see clearly in the dim lighting and mistook me for someone else?" somehow, everyone believed her. Perhaps they all just wanted to deny the truth that they already knew.
"How sad. I'm terribly sorry," Ryou looked and sounded ashamed.
"Oh don't worry about it," Maria consoled Ryou with a smile. Katsuya laughed until he literally cried about how stupidly the roomful of people were making a big deal about lighting problems. "OK well I'd better get going..." Maria waved goodbye to Ryou and went out the door.
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"Activating Voice Identification System. Please state your name,"
"Seto Kaiba,"
As one should probably now have figured out, Kaiba is in his secret computer room-type place, dealing with the sassy A.I.
"So, you're going back to your monotonous work life? Winter Break over already?"
One week has passed since New Years. Surprisingly enough, Mokuba had not been bugging Kaiba about what had happened. In fact, it might have been possible that Mokuba had been to sugar-high at the party to notice anything other than, well, sugar.
"You know I don't approve of-"
"Idleness. Yeah, yeah, Mr. Grumpmeister. Get a life,"
"This coming from an Artificial Intelligence system..."
"What big fancy project has found home in that ingenious brain of yours this time,"
"I'll tell you later. First, I need to make a call,"
"Heh. Too lazy to pick up the phone and dial the number?"
"You watch it. I am your master, your creator,"
"OOOOOOH I AM SO SCARED! Anyway who're you gonna call?"
"The junkyard, so I can throw away the microchip that you're programmed into,"
"Very funny. What section of the phonebook would you like me to search, MASTER?"
"Don't bother. You should know Maria's number by heart,"
"Was that supposed to be ironic?"
"Not intended,"
Irritatingly, the phone rang 6 times before Maria finally answered.
"NO I DO NOT WANT A LONG DISTANCE DEAL OR A TRIP TO SIBERIA, MR. OR MS. TELEMARKETER! **** OFF!!!!!!!!!"
"Such language," mocked Kaiba.
"Oh. You're not the telemarketers..."
"Heh. You need caller ID,"
"No, REALLY, genius. Hey, you know you could've just come over. I live across the street...you could've been spared of the screaming," true. Maria lived in a small (compared to Kaiba's mansion anyway) house a little ways down the street.
"Yes, but you would mistake me for a door-to-door salesman,"
"In this neighborhood? Not likely. So anyway why'd you call me?"
"I'm not one to bring up subjects like this, but-"
"Lemme guess. We've never really discussed what happened on New Years?"
"You're psychic,"
"No. We just share the same brain waves,"
"Maria, this is serious,"
"Isn't it always,"
"You remind me of the A.I."
The A.I. took the opportunity to protest, saying, "Hey I take that personally,"
"Maria,"
"Seto, here's the thing. I just couldn't tell them,"
"Why not? You'd rather live a lie?!"
"But that's the thing. I'm NOT,"
"What do you mean?!"
"Seriously, Seto. I'm not the one for you,"
"Maria, you'd better explain this in the next several seconds,"
"I'm gonna need at least a minute. Seto, you've known me for a VERY long time,"
"And?"
"I'm predictable for you. Like I've said before, we practically think the same thoughts; share the same brain waves. I'm something that's always been there; always will be there. There are no risks. You love me as a friend,"
"I'm still not getting it,"
"For a genius, you're pretty stupid. Seto, you fear change. Shizuka and Isis are something completely different from me and what I stand for. You can't predict them. Being with any of them is like an adventure. You never know what will happen. You're not used to them,"
"...Still not getting it, sorry to say,"
"In a nutshell, you need to try something new. I'm your friend. I'll stay your friend. I'm just going to 'read your mind' again. To you, I'm the 'perfect' example of someone qualified to be your friend...Seto, you have me on a pedestal, and you need someone else in your arms,"
"That is not-"
"Aaaaaaaaand that concludes today's lesson. OK, class, let's review,"
"I like that girl's attitude," commented the A.I.
"Seto? I said let's review..."
"Well, what do you suppose I do?"
"That's your problem. I deal with the pedestal, not the arms, remember?"
"But-"
"It shouldn't be that hard. Shizuka is sweet and innocent, devoid of any realization of the world. Isis is the definition of enigma. And if you're judging by looks, I'd say Isis is much prettier. Your choice, Kaiba,"
"I've never had you on a pedestal,"
"Not this again. It was an IDIOM,"
"I realize. But I've thought of you as an equal, not...a monument or some exhibit dictating the divine requirements of being my...friend,"
"That is not how other people see it. Concentrate less on the pedestal, will you?! Please..."
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XD i had too much fun with the dialogue between Seto and the A.I. lol ramblingness...