Here I am and here's the story! Thank you for your reviews, I'm REEEEEEALLY glad you guys like my story. Here's Chapter Five, where Kaiba gets kidnapped! Or will Kea randomly changer her mind and let her growing feelings for Kaiba get in the way? ... Don't worry, fluff fans, the romance will start soon. R&R!
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Disclaimer: Aye carumba. I told ya before, I'll say it again. I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!.
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Kea choked on her latte, nearly spitting the liquid out of her mouth and onto Vinny. She caught her voice and yelled, "NANI?!"
"Kea, Kea, keep it down!" Vinny said. "And remember to speak in Italian, people will think you're crazy if you're screaming about killing somebody in Japanese, they'll understand you."
Taking a deep breath, Kea leaned back in the booth. "I can't take out Seto Kaiba," she said. "I ... I just can't. He's been too nice to me." She sighed and shook her head. "He's got a little brother."
"Hey, little brother or no little brother, this guy's too rich for his own good," Vinny said. "Mr. Salvador's worried because one of the guys working at his business used to work for us. He could be ratting out all the stuff we got. It'll pull us under and Kaiba would get more power than Mr. Salvador and you know how that'll end. We can't have that happening. We gotta take him out quick."
Kea shook her head. "I can't. I told you, I can't. I can't stand around and let you guys kill him, he's got too much to lose. His brother's been in an orphanage once already, if Kaiba gets blown out, he'll go back again, and I'm not gonna let that happen to that kid. There's no way."
"Kea, come on!" Vinny said. "You been in this with me for five years! You've done worse than this! Come on, you got a responsibility, Kea! You're Italian!"
Kea looked at Vinny intently. "I'm half black, Vinny, I can leave the mob whenever I want to. The only reason I'm even here to begin with is 'cause of my father. He was Italian and I promised him I'd get even with the guy who killed Momma."
"Yeah and the more jobs you do, the closer you'll get to it," Vinny said. "Now come on, baby, just get Kaiba somewhere and knock him around a few times, get him good and bloody, then let Salvador take care of the rest of it. You don't even gotta be in the room when Salvador whacks him off. You don't even gotta be in the house. Or the city. Or the country, for that matter. I'll make sure ya get what ya want. Just get him by Saturday. All right?"
Kea looked around uneasily, unsure of what her response should be. She stared down at the table, going through the list of pros and cons in her mind. She had done jobs like this before, right? And she wouldn't even have to see him get killed. She could make sure Mokuba was safe after everything went down, and no one would suspect a thing. She could do this ...
"Okay," Kea said, sighing. "He's bigger than me, and strong, too. Come to my house Friday night and help me get him tied up. I'll have him ready for Salvador by Saturday afternoon."
Smiling, Vinny reached across the table and patted Kea's cheek lightly. "That's my girl," he said.
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Kea sat on the couch, staring off into space, as Mokuba did his algebra homework. The day before had gone as usual, with Kea coming to the Kaiba estate afterschool and tutoring Mokuba for a couple hours. Kaiba had given her a ride home and they had talked as if nothing was going on. Kaiba had no idea that he was going to be dead by the very next day.
Without warning, Kea slid over on the couch and took Mokuba's notebook from him. Confused, Mokuba watched her as she removed all his books from around him and placed them on the coffee table. Then, she sat slid over a bit more and wrapped her arms around him.
"You okay, Kea?" Mokuba asked as he slung his arm around her shoulder.
Kea shook her head. "No," she said simply.
"What's wrong?" Mokuba asked.
Leaning her head on Mokuba's shoulder, Kea sighed. "I'm sorry," she said softly. Before Mokuba could ask her what she meant, she said, "You're one of my best friends, you know that, Mokuba?"
"Of course," Mokuba said. "But what are you sorry about?"
Kea sighed into Mokuba's shoulder and said, "Nothing. Just ... I'm kinda conflicted about something right now."
"Y'know, my counselor told me that you should talk about it when you have a problem," Mokuba said. "She told me that when my grades dropped."
Kea shook her head. "I don't want to talk about it," she said. "Just ... hold onto me for a little, okay? It helps."
"Whatever you say," Mokuba said, getting himself comfortable next to Kea.
That's when Kaiba walked in the room. When he saw that Mokuba was holding Kea, and that the bubbly tutor wasn't her normal happy self, he asked, "Mokuba, what's wrong with her?"
"Your guess is as good as mine," Mokuba said. "She won't tell me."
"I'm fine, Kaiba," Kea said.
There was an odd moment of silence before the clock in the livingroom sounded, alerting everyone that it was six o'clock. Kea stood up and stretched her legs. "I have to go," she said. "Kaiba, can you give me a ride home?"
"Sure," Kaiba said. "Are you sure you're all right?"
"Yeah," Kea told him. She picked up her bookbag as Mokuba stood up from the couch.
"You want me to come with?" Mokuba asked.
Kea shook her head quickly. The last thing she wanted at this point was for Mokuba to be there when she and Vinny took Kaiba hostage. "I'll be fine, Mokuba, trust me. I'll call you later, maybe." Then, she stepped towards Mokuba and hugged him tightly.
While hugging her back, Mokuba shot a confused look at his brother, who just shrugged. When Kea let go of Mokuba she said, "I'm sorry, Mokuba, okay? If you don't remember anything I ever said to you since the day we met, remember that I'm sorry."
"Why?" Mokuba asked. "You didn't—"
Kea placed a finger to Mokuba's lips. "You'll see," she said softly. She turned around and said, "I'm ready, Kaiba."
The drive to Kea's house seemed shorter than usual. Instead of their normal conversation, they sat in silence until they reached Kea's house.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Kaiba asked. "Do you want me to come in with you for a little bit?"
Kea looked down and closed her eyes. *He offered to come in,* she thought. *He wouldn't have said that if he knew what was in store or him.* She opened her eyes and said, "Yeah, that'd help ... Thanks."
"Sure," Kaiba said as he got out of the car. The two of them walked to Kea's front door, where she slowly unlocked it and walked in, dreading what would happen in just a few moments.
The house was dark, all the lights were turned off. Vinny was in the kitchen waiting for Kea to walk in with Kaiba, and Kea was ready to just leave the house and save Kaiba's life. But she knew if she let Kaiba go, her life would be taken instead. She never should have agreed to this.
"You want something to drink?" Kea asked Kaiba as she dropped her back to the floor. She closed the door behind him and said, "I have coffee, if you want. I'm out of cream, but I know you like it black anyway."
Kaiba nodded. "That sounds fine," he said, smirking slightly Kea's memory of how he drank his coffee.
"Okay, follow me," Kea said. She pushed herself to walk through the livingroom, Kaiba following behind casually. She slowly walked into the kitchen, where she turned the light on. When Kaiba walked into the kitchen behind her, Vinny made his way out of the shadows, holding a wooden baseball bat, ready to get Kaiba with a hit he wouldn't forget.
Kea turned around to face Kaiba and she saw Vinny coming from the shadow. She bit her bottom lip and mumbled, "I'm sorry, Kaiba."
"Kea, why are y—"
Before Kaiba could finish his sentence, Vinny whipped the bat across the back of his head and Kaiba fell to the floor, unconscious.
"Gosh, Vinny, could you have hit him any harder!" Kea exclaimed angrily when she saw Kaiba on the floor. "You could've seriously hurt him!"
"What'd you want me to do, tap him on the shoulder and ask permission to hit him with a bat?! It's not like it matters, anyway, Kea, he'll be dead tomorrow anyway!"
"Yeah well he's alive now," Kea said, kneeling next to Kaiba. "Now help me get him up, we gotta get him tied somewhere before he comes back around."
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There ya go! Reminder: This story is only prewritten to a point—next chapter. I'm open for suggestions! Now please make me a happy camper and click on the little purple button that says "Submit Review" ... or whatever it says ... or it may not be purple if you're color blind ... hmm ... I'm requesting 5 reviews before I update this time! I got 4 for the last chapter. Please review!
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Disclaimer: Aye carumba. I told ya before, I'll say it again. I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!.
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Kea choked on her latte, nearly spitting the liquid out of her mouth and onto Vinny. She caught her voice and yelled, "NANI?!"
"Kea, Kea, keep it down!" Vinny said. "And remember to speak in Italian, people will think you're crazy if you're screaming about killing somebody in Japanese, they'll understand you."
Taking a deep breath, Kea leaned back in the booth. "I can't take out Seto Kaiba," she said. "I ... I just can't. He's been too nice to me." She sighed and shook her head. "He's got a little brother."
"Hey, little brother or no little brother, this guy's too rich for his own good," Vinny said. "Mr. Salvador's worried because one of the guys working at his business used to work for us. He could be ratting out all the stuff we got. It'll pull us under and Kaiba would get more power than Mr. Salvador and you know how that'll end. We can't have that happening. We gotta take him out quick."
Kea shook her head. "I can't. I told you, I can't. I can't stand around and let you guys kill him, he's got too much to lose. His brother's been in an orphanage once already, if Kaiba gets blown out, he'll go back again, and I'm not gonna let that happen to that kid. There's no way."
"Kea, come on!" Vinny said. "You been in this with me for five years! You've done worse than this! Come on, you got a responsibility, Kea! You're Italian!"
Kea looked at Vinny intently. "I'm half black, Vinny, I can leave the mob whenever I want to. The only reason I'm even here to begin with is 'cause of my father. He was Italian and I promised him I'd get even with the guy who killed Momma."
"Yeah and the more jobs you do, the closer you'll get to it," Vinny said. "Now come on, baby, just get Kaiba somewhere and knock him around a few times, get him good and bloody, then let Salvador take care of the rest of it. You don't even gotta be in the room when Salvador whacks him off. You don't even gotta be in the house. Or the city. Or the country, for that matter. I'll make sure ya get what ya want. Just get him by Saturday. All right?"
Kea looked around uneasily, unsure of what her response should be. She stared down at the table, going through the list of pros and cons in her mind. She had done jobs like this before, right? And she wouldn't even have to see him get killed. She could make sure Mokuba was safe after everything went down, and no one would suspect a thing. She could do this ...
"Okay," Kea said, sighing. "He's bigger than me, and strong, too. Come to my house Friday night and help me get him tied up. I'll have him ready for Salvador by Saturday afternoon."
Smiling, Vinny reached across the table and patted Kea's cheek lightly. "That's my girl," he said.
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Kea sat on the couch, staring off into space, as Mokuba did his algebra homework. The day before had gone as usual, with Kea coming to the Kaiba estate afterschool and tutoring Mokuba for a couple hours. Kaiba had given her a ride home and they had talked as if nothing was going on. Kaiba had no idea that he was going to be dead by the very next day.
Without warning, Kea slid over on the couch and took Mokuba's notebook from him. Confused, Mokuba watched her as she removed all his books from around him and placed them on the coffee table. Then, she sat slid over a bit more and wrapped her arms around him.
"You okay, Kea?" Mokuba asked as he slung his arm around her shoulder.
Kea shook her head. "No," she said simply.
"What's wrong?" Mokuba asked.
Leaning her head on Mokuba's shoulder, Kea sighed. "I'm sorry," she said softly. Before Mokuba could ask her what she meant, she said, "You're one of my best friends, you know that, Mokuba?"
"Of course," Mokuba said. "But what are you sorry about?"
Kea sighed into Mokuba's shoulder and said, "Nothing. Just ... I'm kinda conflicted about something right now."
"Y'know, my counselor told me that you should talk about it when you have a problem," Mokuba said. "She told me that when my grades dropped."
Kea shook her head. "I don't want to talk about it," she said. "Just ... hold onto me for a little, okay? It helps."
"Whatever you say," Mokuba said, getting himself comfortable next to Kea.
That's when Kaiba walked in the room. When he saw that Mokuba was holding Kea, and that the bubbly tutor wasn't her normal happy self, he asked, "Mokuba, what's wrong with her?"
"Your guess is as good as mine," Mokuba said. "She won't tell me."
"I'm fine, Kaiba," Kea said.
There was an odd moment of silence before the clock in the livingroom sounded, alerting everyone that it was six o'clock. Kea stood up and stretched her legs. "I have to go," she said. "Kaiba, can you give me a ride home?"
"Sure," Kaiba said. "Are you sure you're all right?"
"Yeah," Kea told him. She picked up her bookbag as Mokuba stood up from the couch.
"You want me to come with?" Mokuba asked.
Kea shook her head quickly. The last thing she wanted at this point was for Mokuba to be there when she and Vinny took Kaiba hostage. "I'll be fine, Mokuba, trust me. I'll call you later, maybe." Then, she stepped towards Mokuba and hugged him tightly.
While hugging her back, Mokuba shot a confused look at his brother, who just shrugged. When Kea let go of Mokuba she said, "I'm sorry, Mokuba, okay? If you don't remember anything I ever said to you since the day we met, remember that I'm sorry."
"Why?" Mokuba asked. "You didn't—"
Kea placed a finger to Mokuba's lips. "You'll see," she said softly. She turned around and said, "I'm ready, Kaiba."
The drive to Kea's house seemed shorter than usual. Instead of their normal conversation, they sat in silence until they reached Kea's house.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Kaiba asked. "Do you want me to come in with you for a little bit?"
Kea looked down and closed her eyes. *He offered to come in,* she thought. *He wouldn't have said that if he knew what was in store or him.* She opened her eyes and said, "Yeah, that'd help ... Thanks."
"Sure," Kaiba said as he got out of the car. The two of them walked to Kea's front door, where she slowly unlocked it and walked in, dreading what would happen in just a few moments.
The house was dark, all the lights were turned off. Vinny was in the kitchen waiting for Kea to walk in with Kaiba, and Kea was ready to just leave the house and save Kaiba's life. But she knew if she let Kaiba go, her life would be taken instead. She never should have agreed to this.
"You want something to drink?" Kea asked Kaiba as she dropped her back to the floor. She closed the door behind him and said, "I have coffee, if you want. I'm out of cream, but I know you like it black anyway."
Kaiba nodded. "That sounds fine," he said, smirking slightly Kea's memory of how he drank his coffee.
"Okay, follow me," Kea said. She pushed herself to walk through the livingroom, Kaiba following behind casually. She slowly walked into the kitchen, where she turned the light on. When Kaiba walked into the kitchen behind her, Vinny made his way out of the shadows, holding a wooden baseball bat, ready to get Kaiba with a hit he wouldn't forget.
Kea turned around to face Kaiba and she saw Vinny coming from the shadow. She bit her bottom lip and mumbled, "I'm sorry, Kaiba."
"Kea, why are y—"
Before Kaiba could finish his sentence, Vinny whipped the bat across the back of his head and Kaiba fell to the floor, unconscious.
"Gosh, Vinny, could you have hit him any harder!" Kea exclaimed angrily when she saw Kaiba on the floor. "You could've seriously hurt him!"
"What'd you want me to do, tap him on the shoulder and ask permission to hit him with a bat?! It's not like it matters, anyway, Kea, he'll be dead tomorrow anyway!"
"Yeah well he's alive now," Kea said, kneeling next to Kaiba. "Now help me get him up, we gotta get him tied somewhere before he comes back around."
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There ya go! Reminder: This story is only prewritten to a point—next chapter. I'm open for suggestions! Now please make me a happy camper and click on the little purple button that says "Submit Review" ... or whatever it says ... or it may not be purple if you're color blind ... hmm ... I'm requesting 5 reviews before I update this time! I got 4 for the last chapter. Please review!