Kaiba's Unpaid Debt
By: cHiBi MiDnIgHt AsSaSsIn
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! or its respective characters. So if you sue me, I'll simply have to kill you.
Author's Note: This fic is a birthday present for my buddy Chelsea.
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Chapter 2:
Chelsea blinked and sat up suddenly. The last thing she remembered was the truck and tackling the kid to safety.
"How are you feeling?" asked Mokuba from her left.
"Hm?" asked Chelsea. Then, everything came back as she looked around the room. "Oh! I feel great, but, how did I end up in this room?"
"You fainted from blood loss and Seto carried you here," explained Mokuba.
"How long have I been out?"
"Only two hours," he replied indifferently.
"TWO HOURS?!" Chelsea screeched.
Mokuba covered her ears and Kaiba came into the room.
"I see you're awake Chelsea," he muttered, looking at her sitting in bed. "Don't worry, I called your house and let your parents know where you were."
"Well that was considerate of you Seto," she placed an emphasis on his name.
He glowered. "Don't use my first name."
"Fine then, don't use mine," she retorted.
Mokuba looked between the two. "Er…how about some dinner?"
"I'm sorry Mokuba, I've got too much work, but I'm sure Raine will go with you," he said looking at Mokuba.
Chelsea quickly looked from Kaiba to Mokuba and saw a flash of disappointment before it was replaced with an artificial smile and Mokuba turned to Chelsea.
"How about it then?" he asked in a falsely cheerful voice.
"Sure thing Mokuba," she smiled at him. "Where do you want to go?"
"It doesn't matter. Hey, wait a minute. Can you stand on your leg?" he asked curiously.
Chelsea pulled off the covers of the bed and swung her legs to the side. Then, she got up and placed most of her weight on her left leg. She slowly transferred some of her weight to her right leg, testing it out.
"I guess so," she said brightly.
"Great! Hm…we can take a limo to wherever we feel like, right Seto?" Mokuba asked, looking up at his brother.
"That's right Mokuba," he replied.
"What will you eat then?" Chelsea asked, looking at Kaiba as well.
"Why do you care?" Seto responded, looking at her.
"Well excuse me. I just wanted to know if we should bring you back some food or if you've got something here to eat. I could always just cook us a meal. I mean I haven't killed anyone with my cooking so far," she replied angrily.
Mokuba laughed at the last part, distracting her for a moment, allowing Kaiba to leave.
Chelsea just sighed and shook her head, but ushered Mokuba out of the room. "Let's get a move on, I'm hungry!" she said.
Mokuba laughed again and answered her previous question. "If you don't mind, I'd rather go out and eat. Besides we don't have much here for you to cook."
"Is that so? Then what do you guys eat everyday?" she asked curiously as Mokuba lead her into a white limo.
Mokuba shrugs. "Sometimes we go out for food, and sometimes we order in."
"Where to, Master Mokuba?" asked the chauffer after helping them into their seats.
"Just around the neighborhood, we haven't decided yet," said Mokuba.
The driver bowed and went to the driver's seat of the limo and started the engine, easing on to the road.
"What are you in the mood for?" she asked him.
"Chinese, what about you?"
"Maybe Italian, but it really is up to you," Chelsea said with a friendly smile.
"Italian it is," he said. "After all, you did save my life today."
"Wait…how about…Mexican?" she starts laughing.
"Or American," he smiled.
"Or Japanese."
"Or Russian."
The two continued for about ten minutes, carrying out this little contest between different types of food they could eat until they finally stopped and the driver had checked in on them, opening the door to reveal The Olive Garden.
They sat for a while, catching their breath from all the laughing and tried to make themselves presentable. As they stepped out of the limo, Mokuba thanked the chauffer for taking the liberty to choose a restaurant for them.
They walked in and were immediately seated because of Kaiba's fame. Mokuba ordered first and then Chelsea.
"So…how often do you get to see Kaiba?"
Mokuba blinks. "What do you mean? I see him everyday. We live together you know."
"I mean, like really see him. Have decent conversation and such."
Mokuba shrugs and looks down. "I don't know," he mumbles.
"Oh, why I oughta…" muttered Chelsea.
"It's no big deal," Mokuba said quickly, not wanting Chelsea and Seto to fight again later on. "I know he's really busy and all, what with running the company and school and stuff.
"But still!" she protested angrily, banging her fist lightly on the table. "You guys are brothers!"
They were served and Mokuba said nothing. After a few moments of uncomfortable silence, Chelsea sighed and apologized.
"It's okay," Mokuba said brightly. Then the rest of the meal was spent on pleasant talk, with occasional jokes from the both of them.
"Should we bring home some food for your brother?" she asked, content from the excellent meal.
Mokuba looks at the clock nearest to them. "Nah, he's probably already eaten something." He pays for the meal and they head to the limo after leaving a generous tip.
The way back was spent in comfortable silence, in which Mokuba fell asleep, gently leaning on Chelsea's shoulder. She smiled, watching him sleep and feeling pity for him about the relationship between him and his brother.
They eventually made it back to the mansion, where Kaiba was waiting outside for them. He looked fondly at his sleeping brother and picked him up, carrying him inside and motioning for Chelsea to follow.
Seto lay Mokuba on his bed and softly murmured, "Good night Mokuba." Then he turned and led Chelsea to her school stuff.
"He's a cute kid," she commented, trying to prevent a forthcoming fight.
"Thank you for taking him out to eat, and saving his life for that matter," he said gruffly, looking at the ground.
"It was my pleasure Kaiba. He's easier to get along with than you," teased Chelsea.
"Watch it Raine," he growled. After she packed up, Kaiba escorted her to the limo, which was to take her back home.
"Goodnight Kaiba. You're lucky to have a brother like him," said Chelsea before climbing into the limo.
Kaiba stared after her. Why was she telling me this? I already know that…he thought as he watched the limo speed out into the pitch-black darkness towards her home.
To be continued…
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~ cHiBi MiDnIgHt AsSaSsIn