Another update! Whee! I'm so happy everyone's reviewing! It gladdens my
heart and makes me more willing to update--a win-win situation if I do say
so myself.
I made a tiny error in last time's update. As one of my readers pointed out, I accidentally typed "Softshipping" instead of "Silentshipping!" Softshipping is Serenity x Bakura, not Silentshipping's Serenity x Kaiba! Whoops.
And for the last time: KAIBA WASN'T WATCHING PORN!!! He just thought about it, but didn't want to corrupt Mokuba and cause a scandal! He just rented your average romantic movie and fast-forwarded to the mushy, kissing stuff. Although, technically, you can count that as porn watching, so. . .I can't win. *sighs*
And now I have a bunch of reviewers to which I must respond. Here you go!
Setine: Writing Pegasus is a blast! He's such a nut, and you can have so much fun Kaiba-baiting with him. *laughs evilly*
mezu: Glad you're enjoying my fic! Keep on reading!
Kurai chan: See above capital letters. It's a good thing you're proud of your filthy mind. You can't do anything about it, so why worry? I sure don't. I'm also happy you like the fic and so I will definitely type away quite cheerfully.
Yggdrasil's 3rd Root: As soon as I read your review, I popped over to your fic and left my own critique. Believe me, I'm awfully choosy, but your story has every right to be on my favourites.
The whole idea for this fic just came to me late one night, starting with the first scene. Everything built from there. Ishizu's kind of difficult to write, since she's barely on the anime, and I don't read the manga. But I'm managing.
By the way, you have more than twenty reviews now! And you're right about my s/n. You're the first person to guess its significance. Here, have a Pegasus plushie for the effort!
Ieyre: Sorry! I gave the wrong name for the shipping! See the note above. And I'm glad you like both shippings; it's good to have open-minded people. But kindly don't kill your Yami. Yamis are fun to have!
The Perpetually Hyper One (x2): Love the name! And I'm glad you like my story! Yes, Ishizu ~will~ see, won't she.? *cackles maniacally*
CELES (x 3): It's great! All the Trustshipping people are coming out in force! As for the porn. *sighs and points at intro to fic*
Archangel: You're taciturn, aren't you? But thanks for the positive review!
Lonely Tears: One update, à la mode!
Charly and Utah: R-H-Y-M-E! ^_^ And I'm pleased you enjoyed camp. Thanks for the hug, by the way!
Marikzgal4eva: I declare I am delighted to have the praise!
Black Mistress: Have you met The Perpetually Hyper One? Just teasing. I'm glad you're so excited about "Trust." And you're perfectly right; you can like both Silentshipping and Trustshipping at the same time. Although I have to admit, most people I've encountered are firmly entrenched one way or another.
Whew, that's a lot of reviewers! But I'm just overjoyed to have such a following on my first (posted) fic! Enjoy this chapter; it's the last peace Kaiba and Ishizu are going to get for a while. (if you can call this "peace"!).
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KaibaCorp business and schoolwork made the next few days fly by for me. I barely had any time to spend with Mokuba that day, since my evening had to be clear.
Another grievance to chalk up to Pegasus, I thought complainingly. He had better have an excellent reason for inviting me to this worthless "social gathering."
Finally, after taking a second shower and dressing up, I had my chauffeur drive me to Pegasus' mansion. The place was lit up from top to bottom, the brilliance shimmering dreamily in the late spring evening.
I snorted. He's wasting enough money on electric bills to keep a kid in Duel Monsters cards for a year. What a fool.
I stepped out of my limousine and began to mingle, where the party was in full swing on the front lawn. I can imagine the dark look on my face drove off everyone, as not a single person stepped up to speak to me. Which suited me just fine.
A servant appeared at my elbow. "What can I get for you, Mr. Kaiba? Wine, perhaps? Master Pegasus has a particularly excellent cellar."
"Perrier," I snapped. I loathed the stuff, but I wasn't about to get arrested for drinking underage. Especially at a party hosted by Maximillion Pegasus.
"Yes, sir," the suited man murmured and withdrew. A few moments later, he returned with my drink.
Stomaching a few sips now and again, I wandered about the party. Then I saw the back of somebody I knew well. A lump of ice suddenly congealed in my stomach.
"Ishizu! What are you doing here?" I demanded.
Ishizu broke off her conversation to whirl around. She did not look pleased to see me. She was about to open her mouth to reply, when the most hateful voice I have ever had the displeasure to hear responded instead.
"Why, that's simple, Kaiba-boy. I invited her."
I spun about to see Pegasus standing nearby with a glass filled with red wine held carelessly in one hand. He looked exceedingly amused.
"Pegasus." I stared at him coldly.
"Really, Kaiba-boy, is that the most imaginative thing you can say? No 'you evil, mean, rotten loser,' or some other inane insults? Just 'Pegasus,' which you have said countless times to me? I'm disappointed." Pegasus paused to take a sip of his wine.
I didn't want to let him continue with his idiotic words. "Why is Ishizu here? What dealings do you have with her?"
"I already answered the first question. As for the second, Ishizu has done me a great favour by taking the Egyptian God Cards into safekeeping. I was simply trying to return the favour, albeit in a very minor way." A satisfied smile was on Pegasus' lips. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I must be a good host and converse with the rest of my guests. Do enjoy the rest of the party." Pegasus gave a bow without spilling a single drop of wine and vanished into the crowd.
* * *
I watched Pegasus leave, feeling almost desperate. My conversation partner had sauntered off in the brief period that Pegasus and Kaiba had been speaking, leaving me alone with Kaiba.
I treated Kaiba to a very cold, contemptuous regard. "Good evening, Seto Kaiba."
"Ishizu." He nodded once, curtly.
For a while, we stood without speaking, each trying to stare the other down. I was about to break the silence when a single handclap rang out over the audience.
"Your attention, please!" Pegasus called out over the unintelligible mumblings of the gathering. "Thank you for attending. Now that you've all had enough time to blather on, I feel that it's time to begin the festivities."
Right on cue, a hidden string quintet struck up the notes to a waltz.
"So let the dancing begin!" Pegasus finished. Instantly, a small group of young women converged on him, each bent on being his partner in the waltz.
I gave Kaiba a look of pure dislike and scanned the area for someone with which to dance. Unfortunately, everyone had paired up, leaving the two of us standing like lawn ornaments in the middle of the impromptu ballroom.
Kaiba must have reached the same conclusion as I quite rapidly, as he very grouchily inquired, "Would you care to. . .dance?" He barely was able to grit out the words.
"I'd be--delighted."
Kaiba, after setting down his beverage, placed one hand at the small of my back and laced his fingers through my other hand. I hesitantly dropped my free hand to his shoulder. I felt as though my dress wasn't there at all and his hand was resting on my bare skin. I was sure my flush was obvious, but Kaiba never mentioned anything.
And if he doesn't have anything to say about it, then no one's noticed, I thought wryly. Rude idiot.
Then we began to dance.
Why is the waltz allowed to be performed in public? I wondered as we circled the lawn, our hips swaying mere inches apart. This seems too indecent for words.
I closed my eyes and pretended that Kaiba actually did return my affection, that we were sweethearts, dancing without a care in the world.
And, at the time unbeknownst to me, Maximillion Pegasus watched us with a smile.
~ * * * ~
I made a tiny error in last time's update. As one of my readers pointed out, I accidentally typed "Softshipping" instead of "Silentshipping!" Softshipping is Serenity x Bakura, not Silentshipping's Serenity x Kaiba! Whoops.
And for the last time: KAIBA WASN'T WATCHING PORN!!! He just thought about it, but didn't want to corrupt Mokuba and cause a scandal! He just rented your average romantic movie and fast-forwarded to the mushy, kissing stuff. Although, technically, you can count that as porn watching, so. . .I can't win. *sighs*
And now I have a bunch of reviewers to which I must respond. Here you go!
Setine: Writing Pegasus is a blast! He's such a nut, and you can have so much fun Kaiba-baiting with him. *laughs evilly*
mezu: Glad you're enjoying my fic! Keep on reading!
Kurai chan: See above capital letters. It's a good thing you're proud of your filthy mind. You can't do anything about it, so why worry? I sure don't. I'm also happy you like the fic and so I will definitely type away quite cheerfully.
Yggdrasil's 3rd Root: As soon as I read your review, I popped over to your fic and left my own critique. Believe me, I'm awfully choosy, but your story has every right to be on my favourites.
The whole idea for this fic just came to me late one night, starting with the first scene. Everything built from there. Ishizu's kind of difficult to write, since she's barely on the anime, and I don't read the manga. But I'm managing.
By the way, you have more than twenty reviews now! And you're right about my s/n. You're the first person to guess its significance. Here, have a Pegasus plushie for the effort!
Ieyre: Sorry! I gave the wrong name for the shipping! See the note above. And I'm glad you like both shippings; it's good to have open-minded people. But kindly don't kill your Yami. Yamis are fun to have!
The Perpetually Hyper One (x2): Love the name! And I'm glad you like my story! Yes, Ishizu ~will~ see, won't she.? *cackles maniacally*
CELES (x 3): It's great! All the Trustshipping people are coming out in force! As for the porn. *sighs and points at intro to fic*
Archangel: You're taciturn, aren't you? But thanks for the positive review!
Lonely Tears: One update, à la mode!
Charly and Utah: R-H-Y-M-E! ^_^ And I'm pleased you enjoyed camp. Thanks for the hug, by the way!
Marikzgal4eva: I declare I am delighted to have the praise!
Black Mistress: Have you met The Perpetually Hyper One? Just teasing. I'm glad you're so excited about "Trust." And you're perfectly right; you can like both Silentshipping and Trustshipping at the same time. Although I have to admit, most people I've encountered are firmly entrenched one way or another.
Whew, that's a lot of reviewers! But I'm just overjoyed to have such a following on my first (posted) fic! Enjoy this chapter; it's the last peace Kaiba and Ishizu are going to get for a while. (if you can call this "peace"!).
~ * * * ~
KaibaCorp business and schoolwork made the next few days fly by for me. I barely had any time to spend with Mokuba that day, since my evening had to be clear.
Another grievance to chalk up to Pegasus, I thought complainingly. He had better have an excellent reason for inviting me to this worthless "social gathering."
Finally, after taking a second shower and dressing up, I had my chauffeur drive me to Pegasus' mansion. The place was lit up from top to bottom, the brilliance shimmering dreamily in the late spring evening.
I snorted. He's wasting enough money on electric bills to keep a kid in Duel Monsters cards for a year. What a fool.
I stepped out of my limousine and began to mingle, where the party was in full swing on the front lawn. I can imagine the dark look on my face drove off everyone, as not a single person stepped up to speak to me. Which suited me just fine.
A servant appeared at my elbow. "What can I get for you, Mr. Kaiba? Wine, perhaps? Master Pegasus has a particularly excellent cellar."
"Perrier," I snapped. I loathed the stuff, but I wasn't about to get arrested for drinking underage. Especially at a party hosted by Maximillion Pegasus.
"Yes, sir," the suited man murmured and withdrew. A few moments later, he returned with my drink.
Stomaching a few sips now and again, I wandered about the party. Then I saw the back of somebody I knew well. A lump of ice suddenly congealed in my stomach.
"Ishizu! What are you doing here?" I demanded.
Ishizu broke off her conversation to whirl around. She did not look pleased to see me. She was about to open her mouth to reply, when the most hateful voice I have ever had the displeasure to hear responded instead.
"Why, that's simple, Kaiba-boy. I invited her."
I spun about to see Pegasus standing nearby with a glass filled with red wine held carelessly in one hand. He looked exceedingly amused.
"Pegasus." I stared at him coldly.
"Really, Kaiba-boy, is that the most imaginative thing you can say? No 'you evil, mean, rotten loser,' or some other inane insults? Just 'Pegasus,' which you have said countless times to me? I'm disappointed." Pegasus paused to take a sip of his wine.
I didn't want to let him continue with his idiotic words. "Why is Ishizu here? What dealings do you have with her?"
"I already answered the first question. As for the second, Ishizu has done me a great favour by taking the Egyptian God Cards into safekeeping. I was simply trying to return the favour, albeit in a very minor way." A satisfied smile was on Pegasus' lips. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I must be a good host and converse with the rest of my guests. Do enjoy the rest of the party." Pegasus gave a bow without spilling a single drop of wine and vanished into the crowd.
* * *
I watched Pegasus leave, feeling almost desperate. My conversation partner had sauntered off in the brief period that Pegasus and Kaiba had been speaking, leaving me alone with Kaiba.
I treated Kaiba to a very cold, contemptuous regard. "Good evening, Seto Kaiba."
"Ishizu." He nodded once, curtly.
For a while, we stood without speaking, each trying to stare the other down. I was about to break the silence when a single handclap rang out over the audience.
"Your attention, please!" Pegasus called out over the unintelligible mumblings of the gathering. "Thank you for attending. Now that you've all had enough time to blather on, I feel that it's time to begin the festivities."
Right on cue, a hidden string quintet struck up the notes to a waltz.
"So let the dancing begin!" Pegasus finished. Instantly, a small group of young women converged on him, each bent on being his partner in the waltz.
I gave Kaiba a look of pure dislike and scanned the area for someone with which to dance. Unfortunately, everyone had paired up, leaving the two of us standing like lawn ornaments in the middle of the impromptu ballroom.
Kaiba must have reached the same conclusion as I quite rapidly, as he very grouchily inquired, "Would you care to. . .dance?" He barely was able to grit out the words.
"I'd be--delighted."
Kaiba, after setting down his beverage, placed one hand at the small of my back and laced his fingers through my other hand. I hesitantly dropped my free hand to his shoulder. I felt as though my dress wasn't there at all and his hand was resting on my bare skin. I was sure my flush was obvious, but Kaiba never mentioned anything.
And if he doesn't have anything to say about it, then no one's noticed, I thought wryly. Rude idiot.
Then we began to dance.
Why is the waltz allowed to be performed in public? I wondered as we circled the lawn, our hips swaying mere inches apart. This seems too indecent for words.
I closed my eyes and pretended that Kaiba actually did return my affection, that we were sweethearts, dancing without a care in the world.
And, at the time unbeknownst to me, Maximillion Pegasus watched us with a smile.
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