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 3:
At school the next day…
It was homeroom and Chelsea had just arrived. She walks over to her desk and sets all her books down. Her friends all wave to her and before they get a chance to walk over to her, Kaiba walks up.
She looks up at him and the class gets quiet. Their fighting was almost as infamous as the ones between Kaiba and Joey. "May I help you Kaiba?" she asks politely.
He looks at all the other students staring at them and glares. They immediately went about their business, but stayed relatively quiet to see what Kaiba wanted.
He changes his mind on talking to Chelsea and just drops a note onto her desk and walks to his own and sits down, reading a book and waiting for class to start.
"What was that about?" Joey asked as he walked up to Chelsea and took his seat next to her.
She shrugs. "Not sure," she takes the note and scans it briefly. Chelsea looks back at Kaiba and nods minutely, to which he acknowledges with his own nod.
Class crawled by slower than usual and Chelsea was glad when the bell rang. She quickly changed her shoes and shouldered her backpack, leaving the schoolyard and debates on whether or not to wait for Kaiba.
The note had asked if she could baby-sit Mokuba everyday for a while, since Kaiba was going to be busy and not have a lot of time to spend with his brother. Kaiba appears behind her.
"So why'd you pick me for the job?" she asks curiously.
"Because Mokuba has taken a liking to you," he shrugs. "You will be paid for your services."
Chelsea blinks. "Wasn't expecting that one. You don't have to Kaiba, I'd be happy to do it for free!"
"I must, you wouldn't understand, just leave it alone," he replies.
"Are you saying I'm ignorant?!" she shouts.
"If you choose to take it that way," he says stoically.
They walk to Mokuba's school, Chelsea, silent because she was fuming, Kaiba, silent because he had nothing to say. Upon arriving at the school gates, they saw Mokuba. He waves excitedly to the other two. "Hey Seto! Chelsea!"
"How was school Mokuba?" she asked with a smile.
"It was boring as usual," he said, making her smile widen.
The three of them headed for the Kaiba mansion, Kaiba silent, while Mokuba and Chelsea chatted the whole way. Once they arrived, Kaiba left them to go to a business meeting. Mokuba gave Chelsea a tour of the mansion, in hopes of lowering her chances of getting lost.
Chelsea thanks him for the tour and they both do homework, Chelsea occasionally checking his work and helping him out here and there.
After they finish Chelsea says, "So you really love him don't you?"
Mokuba takes a while to register what she is talking about. He nods. "Of course. He looked out for me when we were younger, defended me from bullies, and from our stepfather…" he trails off.
"Do you want to talk about it?" she asks softly, looking at him in concern.
He shakes his head and smiles up at her. "It was nothing," he says in a cheery voice.
Chelsea gives him an impulsive hug to which he responds by blushing. Kaiba walks in.
"Am I interrupting something?" he asks after briefly looking over his brother and his classmate.
She rolls her eyes. "Yes Kaiba, Mokuba and I were thinking about dating." As an afterthought she muttered. "Moron."
Kaiba eyes her and chooses not to say anything. "What do you want to eat today?" he asked them.
Mokuba shrugs. "I know! I'll cook something up, how's that sound?" asked Chelsea.
Kaiba waits for Mokuba to respond. "Okay! Let's see how good of a cook you are," he laughs and heads for the kitchen, Kaiba wordlessly follows.
Chelsea grins and shakes her head, but walks out of the room after Kaiba. "Hm…" she says as she looks in the refridgerator and the cabinets. "What to cook…" Chelsea pulls out a few ingredients, the brothers watching her curiously.
Mokuba wordlessly hands her an apron and she preheats the oven, and sets the meat to defrost. Then she starts baking a cake for dessert. "Do you need some help?" he asks, looking at the cake batter in wonder.
She smiles, "I got it thanks." She smudged her apron a little, but seemed not to notice. Then she set the cake in the oven and moved on to something else, letting it bake. She washed various vegetables and got a cutting board and cleaver. With the gleaming cleaver in her hand, she smirked. "Better not get me mad Kaiba, or else." Chelsea waved the piece of cutlery threateningly.
"Or else what Raine?" he eyed her, not at all amused. Her response was to sweatdrop and keep on cooking. She expertly stir-fried the vegetables over the stove, the multi-colored veggies flashing in the light. Once that was done, she added salt for flavoring and set it in a plate.
The meat had defrosted sufficiently for Chelsea to work with but still she eyed it until Mokuba spoke up. "What's the matter?" he asked her curiously.
She looked up, surprised, as if she had forgotten that they were there. Her surprise quickly turned to embarrassment and she rubbed the back of her head sheepishly. "Um…I don't like touching raw meat."
Both brothers fell over at the confession. "Don't worry, I'll—" Mokuba started.
"I'll do it," he said, taking the cleaver from Chelsea and moves, brushing her away to take her spot. Mokuba looked startled.
She stumbles and almost falls. "Hey! You don't have to be so pushy you know!" she whirls around and yells at him.
"Hn. It's not my fault you're a klutz," he replied indifferently.
Chelsea glared at him. Normally, she would have fought back, but since Kaiba was doing what she didn't want to, she let it drop, although unwillingly. She did not like to lose to him.
"In fact, I'm surprised you didn't cut yourself with this thing," he smirks.
She twitches. Don't rise to the bait…Don't rise to the bait…she told herself mentally.
Kaiba continued, "I would have thought that at least by this point, you'd either be covered in bruises or bandages, whichever came first."
"Alright, that's it!" she yells, something snapping inside of her. She takes an unused frying pan and holds it above her head, ready to bring it crashing down on him.
Mokuba rushed foreword to stop her, but Kaiba beat him to the punch. The elder brother simply snatched the cooking item away from her, his height obviously giving him an advantage.
"Now if you're done, I'd like to finish with this," he said, turning back to cutting the meat.
"Hmph," she said, crossing her arms, closing her eyes, and sticking her nose in the air. Just then the oven rang and Chelsea ran over to pull out a perfectly golden cake.
The kitchen was filled with the smell of a sweet pastry, Chelsea set it on the counter to cool. Mokuba walked over. "Can we have some now?" he asked, drooling and looking at the cake.
Chelsea sweatdrops. "Uh…it's much too hot to eat right now," she tried not to sound like a mother by saying it would ruin his appetite.
Mokuba pouts, "Aw please?"
Chelsea twitches, but is determined not to give in. Kaiba was watching closely. "Well, if you want a burnt tongue, go ahead."
Good, she won't spoil Mokuba, thought Kaiba.
Mokuba sighs, "Oh alright then, I'll wait…"
By this time, Kaiba had finished cooking the meat, and Mokuba had set the table. Chelsea brought over the food and the three had a pleasant dinner.
"Ugh, I'm stuffed!" exclaimed Chelsea, leaning back into her chair.
"Who wouldn't be, you probably ate more than Mokuba and me combined," said Kaiba.
Chelsea glared at him. "Yeah right, you're the one who had thirds!"
Mokuba sweatdropped. "Come on guys, no need to fight right after such a good meal," he said quickly, trying to prevent yet another dispute. The two teens reluctantly stopped.
After dinner, the three of them left by limo to send Chelsea home. Before she disappeared into her house, she waved to them. "Bye Mokuba, Kaiba!"
Unknown to Chelsea, and the Kaiba brothers, someone was watching them. Disgusted, they turn away and walk down the sidewalk in pitch black darkness.
To be continued…
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~ cHiBi MiDnIgHt AsSaSsIn