Cricket: Mwahaha! Time for a new chapter!
Avaline: This one will be written by Cricket. I get to write the one after it. *heh* *lies in wait*
Hiroki: And I get to be the muse!
Yami: Not for this chapter! *huggles Cricket*
Cricket: ^^ I'm getting something...
Yami: Heh... I'm gonna score!
Cricket: -_- No you're not
Hiroki: *doesn't think about that kind of thing... well, maybe SOMETIMES...*
Avaline: *thinks about it too*
Cricket: Enjoy my chapter of this little ficclet! Refreshments will be served in the lobby!! Oh, and I don't own Holiday Inn and hope to God that this fic doesn't piss them off, as it seems Seto does most of his "one-on- ones" with "clients" there.
Seto waited in front of the school for his driver to pick him up, checking his watch every 4.5 seconds. Bastard. He was late, which made Seto late, and Seto HATED to be late...
"Hey, Kaiba..."
He shuddered. From one hell to another. Turning slowly on his sexy-ass heal, his bright sapphire eyes met with the feared steel blue ones that could only belong to one person. Tea Gardener.
Tea used to be only mildly annoying. She'd never really bothered Seto in those days, the days when she followed Yugi and his pathetic friends around because of her undying passion for said Yugi. Later, once everyone realized that something was different about the shrimpy kid who got his look from lame-o eighties hair bands and that something different had a name (Yami Yugi) and a sexy personality all its own, well, Tea fell hard for the newcomer. When her affections were not returned, she became a real hard- ass. It was only a few days later that Seto had heard some kids talking about how she was in love with him. This was always funny to the young billionaire: Yami dumped her so she tried to get into Seto's nicely- tailored pants. To Seto, it was like asking for a dollar, getting turned down, and then asking for five grand.
Now he was faced with this frightening girl in a Domino uniform, wishing even more desperately for his limo to show the hell up.
"Good afternoon, Tea..." He sneered, then tried to turn away.
"I just wanted to ask you a question..." She looked around to make sure they were alone. Shit, what did she want from him? He knew that if she even hinted at wanting to ask him out, he would have to laugh right in her face. Squaring his shoulders, he prepared for the worst.
"The thing is... Well, there have been some rumors going around about you and this... business of yours... and I was just wondering if you'd like any new... customers... so to speak..."
Seto stared. The comprehension of what she was saying to him slowly washed over his body like freezing-cold water. Seto had never BEEN so turned-off in his life.
"So, what do ya think...?" As she said these last words, her Passion Pink fingernails ran down from his chin to just between the two top buttons in his uniform, which he'd already undone, do to the heat. Seto blinked. This conversation made him feel as if he would never be horny again.
"I'd say that's a very nice offer, Tea..." He began, licking his lips softly to keep from gagging. "But... I don't rent to skanks."
If there was a better time for Seto's limo to arrive, he wouldn't have known it. And when it did, he grinned at the shell-shocked Tea and simply said,
"Caio."
It was a few minutes after he got into the limo that he laughed out loud. What a whore! To come up to him after school while waiting for her mother to pick her up and say that! She was the only senior in the school who still had to get everywhere by parent transportation. How would she have explained this one to Mom? "Hey, could you drive me downtown to a really skanky motel so I can meet this friend? What'll we be doing there? Uh... homework!" Good, God! He'd never seen someone so desperate! Softly, he closed his eyes and leaned back against the leather seat.
"Mr. Kaiba... We're here."
Seto opened his eyes and looked out the window. It was raining softly, the sky was black. The car was parked in front of a Holiday Inn where he was supposed to meet his client. Seto thanked his driver and told him that he'd take a taxi home. He would most definitely be out for awhile. There was the matter of the client, of course, that would take some time, then going to the office to pick up some KaibaCorp files. After that, he had to, no... had the pleasure of, recruiting some new workers. Perfect.
He entered the hotel, where the air-conditioning was on high and he shivered slightly after coming out of the rain. Slowly and thoroughly (the way he did everything ;P) Seto scanned the hotel lobby.
A pair of wet but happy newlyweds was checking in at the front desk. Seto smiled. How did he know they were newlyweds, you ask? Why, the girl was still wearing her white veil. Plus, she couldn't keep her hands off the groom. An older couple was there as well, arguing. The man's eyes were weary and the woman looked old. Aside from a bellhop and the desk clerk, no one else was there. Then he saw a girl about his age standing against the wall, nervously fidgeting with a pack of cigarettes. Seto grinned and moved with graceful ease toward her.
"Good evening. I'm Seto Kaiba. We spoke on the phone." He extended his hand.
"Oh... Uh, yeah..." She took it politely. "They say that you're the best, I mean, ya know---"
"They're usually right." He checked them in and whisked her effortlessly up the stairs.
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She'd told him about the disagreement she'd had with her boyfriend, how, in her senior year, her grades were dropping, and that her parents were never there to talk to her. He knew that what he'd given her was someone to talk to, if just for a few hours, and an evening of steamy pleasures. She'd given him a cool $700, most of which, she said, she'd stolen from her parents. Seto supposed the exchange was reasonable.
As she turned to leave the hotel, she turned and kissed his neck softly. She winked and smiled.
"Was nice knowing ya..."
"You too..." He said as he closed the door to Room 297.
As he got ready to go, he looked up at the mirror of the hotel bathroom. Slowly, he smiled and narrowed his eyes.
"Damn... She gave me a hickey." As usual, he turned up the collar of his green shirt before he put on his trench coat. That way, no one would notice. He threw his school uniform into the briefcase he'd brought his street clothes in, stole a bar of hotel soap (as was his custom) and left the Holiday Inn.
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Cricket: This fic is way too much fun to write.
Avaline: Weh-heh! My turn now, my turn now! *sits down at the computer*
Hiroki: *hovers over her like a good muse should*
Yami: When do I get to be in the fic?
Cricket: Soon, my friend... So very, very soon... Please review! Those who do get Pistachios!
Yami: Bribing people with Pistachios, now?
Cricket: If it'll get me reviews...
Yami: *-_-;* Okay...
Avaline: *writing and suddenly finds something very funny* WEH-Heh-heh-heh!
Avaline: This one will be written by Cricket. I get to write the one after it. *heh* *lies in wait*
Hiroki: And I get to be the muse!
Yami: Not for this chapter! *huggles Cricket*
Cricket: ^^ I'm getting something...
Yami: Heh... I'm gonna score!
Cricket: -_- No you're not
Hiroki: *doesn't think about that kind of thing... well, maybe SOMETIMES...*
Avaline: *thinks about it too*
Cricket: Enjoy my chapter of this little ficclet! Refreshments will be served in the lobby!! Oh, and I don't own Holiday Inn and hope to God that this fic doesn't piss them off, as it seems Seto does most of his "one-on- ones" with "clients" there.
Seto waited in front of the school for his driver to pick him up, checking his watch every 4.5 seconds. Bastard. He was late, which made Seto late, and Seto HATED to be late...
"Hey, Kaiba..."
He shuddered. From one hell to another. Turning slowly on his sexy-ass heal, his bright sapphire eyes met with the feared steel blue ones that could only belong to one person. Tea Gardener.
Tea used to be only mildly annoying. She'd never really bothered Seto in those days, the days when she followed Yugi and his pathetic friends around because of her undying passion for said Yugi. Later, once everyone realized that something was different about the shrimpy kid who got his look from lame-o eighties hair bands and that something different had a name (Yami Yugi) and a sexy personality all its own, well, Tea fell hard for the newcomer. When her affections were not returned, she became a real hard- ass. It was only a few days later that Seto had heard some kids talking about how she was in love with him. This was always funny to the young billionaire: Yami dumped her so she tried to get into Seto's nicely- tailored pants. To Seto, it was like asking for a dollar, getting turned down, and then asking for five grand.
Now he was faced with this frightening girl in a Domino uniform, wishing even more desperately for his limo to show the hell up.
"Good afternoon, Tea..." He sneered, then tried to turn away.
"I just wanted to ask you a question..." She looked around to make sure they were alone. Shit, what did she want from him? He knew that if she even hinted at wanting to ask him out, he would have to laugh right in her face. Squaring his shoulders, he prepared for the worst.
"The thing is... Well, there have been some rumors going around about you and this... business of yours... and I was just wondering if you'd like any new... customers... so to speak..."
Seto stared. The comprehension of what she was saying to him slowly washed over his body like freezing-cold water. Seto had never BEEN so turned-off in his life.
"So, what do ya think...?" As she said these last words, her Passion Pink fingernails ran down from his chin to just between the two top buttons in his uniform, which he'd already undone, do to the heat. Seto blinked. This conversation made him feel as if he would never be horny again.
"I'd say that's a very nice offer, Tea..." He began, licking his lips softly to keep from gagging. "But... I don't rent to skanks."
If there was a better time for Seto's limo to arrive, he wouldn't have known it. And when it did, he grinned at the shell-shocked Tea and simply said,
"Caio."
It was a few minutes after he got into the limo that he laughed out loud. What a whore! To come up to him after school while waiting for her mother to pick her up and say that! She was the only senior in the school who still had to get everywhere by parent transportation. How would she have explained this one to Mom? "Hey, could you drive me downtown to a really skanky motel so I can meet this friend? What'll we be doing there? Uh... homework!" Good, God! He'd never seen someone so desperate! Softly, he closed his eyes and leaned back against the leather seat.
"Mr. Kaiba... We're here."
Seto opened his eyes and looked out the window. It was raining softly, the sky was black. The car was parked in front of a Holiday Inn where he was supposed to meet his client. Seto thanked his driver and told him that he'd take a taxi home. He would most definitely be out for awhile. There was the matter of the client, of course, that would take some time, then going to the office to pick up some KaibaCorp files. After that, he had to, no... had the pleasure of, recruiting some new workers. Perfect.
He entered the hotel, where the air-conditioning was on high and he shivered slightly after coming out of the rain. Slowly and thoroughly (the way he did everything ;P) Seto scanned the hotel lobby.
A pair of wet but happy newlyweds was checking in at the front desk. Seto smiled. How did he know they were newlyweds, you ask? Why, the girl was still wearing her white veil. Plus, she couldn't keep her hands off the groom. An older couple was there as well, arguing. The man's eyes were weary and the woman looked old. Aside from a bellhop and the desk clerk, no one else was there. Then he saw a girl about his age standing against the wall, nervously fidgeting with a pack of cigarettes. Seto grinned and moved with graceful ease toward her.
"Good evening. I'm Seto Kaiba. We spoke on the phone." He extended his hand.
"Oh... Uh, yeah..." She took it politely. "They say that you're the best, I mean, ya know---"
"They're usually right." He checked them in and whisked her effortlessly up the stairs.
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She'd told him about the disagreement she'd had with her boyfriend, how, in her senior year, her grades were dropping, and that her parents were never there to talk to her. He knew that what he'd given her was someone to talk to, if just for a few hours, and an evening of steamy pleasures. She'd given him a cool $700, most of which, she said, she'd stolen from her parents. Seto supposed the exchange was reasonable.
As she turned to leave the hotel, she turned and kissed his neck softly. She winked and smiled.
"Was nice knowing ya..."
"You too..." He said as he closed the door to Room 297.
As he got ready to go, he looked up at the mirror of the hotel bathroom. Slowly, he smiled and narrowed his eyes.
"Damn... She gave me a hickey." As usual, he turned up the collar of his green shirt before he put on his trench coat. That way, no one would notice. He threw his school uniform into the briefcase he'd brought his street clothes in, stole a bar of hotel soap (as was his custom) and left the Holiday Inn.
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Cricket: This fic is way too much fun to write.
Avaline: Weh-heh! My turn now, my turn now! *sits down at the computer*
Hiroki: *hovers over her like a good muse should*
Yami: When do I get to be in the fic?
Cricket: Soon, my friend... So very, very soon... Please review! Those who do get Pistachios!
Yami: Bribing people with Pistachios, now?
Cricket: If it'll get me reviews...
Yami: *-_-;* Okay...
Avaline: *writing and suddenly finds something very funny* WEH-Heh-heh-heh!
