A/N: Buwuh. I gots a virius on my compy, so it's hard to write or get
online..
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Disclaimer: I own nothing of Yuugiou.
Warnings: Languge, slight drug refrence.
***** In Kaiba's office *****
Christina looked up into Seto's face for the first time.
'He looks like a blue eyed angel...' Was her first thought. 'How could someone with such a heartless voice look so much like an angel?'
"Please sit." He said in the same heartless voice Christina heard over the phone.
Christina did as she was asked, or rather told. He looked up from a stack of papers in his hand and sureyed her. It made her feel out of place to have this guy looking over her with this stare that she felt as if he was reading her mind.
"How willing are you to fulfill the duties of this job?"
'What kind of question is this?' Christina though. 'If I wasn't willing to do the job, I wouldn't have bothered with it!' "If I had no intentions of doing my job, I wouldn't have bothered with it." She anwsered matter-of- factley.
Kaiba laughed with the same cold air as his voice. "Yes, yes. But the ad in the newspaper didn't go into full details of the job."
'What the fuck is he talking about?' "Well, what are these 'details' that the ad didn't go into?"
"You are to be my brother, Mokuba, his personal baby-sitter. On call at all times, with no notice whatsoever. Which will mean you are to have your own personal quaters set up in my mansion."
"You mean... Move out of my home... In with you? Withou getting to know you or something?"
"That's how business works.. Well, that's how I work.. You don't need to have a relationship with someone to work with them"
"Very well then.." A whrilwind of thoughts ran through Christina's head at that moment, 'How do I know I can trust this guy? If he's as famous as everyone says, he wouldn't dare try anything funny, would he? Should I take this job? Will my mother try and stop me?'
Seto looked down at the papers in his hand again, then looked back at Christina. "According to your application you are... fifteen and a half? Is that correct?"
"Yes." Christina awnsered.
"Unless I am sadly mistaken, you will be attending school this fall.. We will have to work out arangments for that if you are truly serious about this job."
'Dosen't he get it that I'm serious!? What will it take to get it through his fucking hard head!?" "You don't need to worry. I am very serious about this job."
"Very well. Then we should make an appointment for you to come by my house, meet Mokuba, take a little tour, and set up for you to move in."
"Ok.."
"When is the soonest you would have... at least three hours free?"
"Anytime. I have nothing to do.. I just moved here, so I really don't know where anything is.."
"Good. Show up at the Kaiba mansion no later than 6 PM."
"Ok."
"You are dismissed."
Christina got up and left the office, going out the same way she came in. She was so flustered by all the thoughts in her head she didn't even take time to look around Kaiba Corp.
***** At Christina's house *****
Christina threw the door open and shut it rather roughly, she knew her mother would not be home. Her mother usually went bar hopping after work, then came home and went straight to bed to sleep off the acholahol, and possible drugs.
She knew her moving out for her permant job wouldn't bother, her mother hardlt ever paied her any attention. Christina wished she had left her back in Califorina with her father, but her mother didn't want to be the cause of any happiness her or her father may have. It was a meystery to Christina why her mother married her father and had her if she didn't want to be a mother and a wife.
'Why am I thinking about these things now!? I have a fucking job to worry about now!'
Christina looked at her clock. Four-thirty. She had enough time to change (she had showered eariler) and begin to pack a few things.
She ran to her closet and looked it. She didn't want to dress too casual, but she didn't want to be too formal. It took her a good thirty minutes to get dressed, in the end, she ended up wearing a long black, floor-lenght skirt that ruffled at the ends, and a long sleeved black plain shirt. She ended up putting on a white button up shirt over the black shirt, but left it unbuttoned.
'There. Not too casual to look like a bum, but not too formal to look like I'm hitting on him.'
She cleaned up all the clothes she had tried on and discarded then looked at the clock. Five-ten.
"Oh fuck!" She exclaimed out load. She hadn't planned taking that much time to get dressed. She decided to leave right then, because she still had to figured out where this 'Kaiba Mansion' was.
She ran into the kitchen, located a pen and a scrap of paper, she wrote a note to her mother, which was a waste of time.. Her mother wouldn't care where she was or if she came home for that matter.
Mom, Gone to a job interview. Be back around 9:30. Christy
She signed the latter with the nickname her father had given her.. 'Christy'.. Her mother hated that name, and hated it even more when Christina referred to herself as, 'Christy'.
She ran out the door and began walking. She sighed a huge sigh of worry...
'Please let things run smoothly for me..' She whispered to herself.
Little did she know.. Someone was watching her.. *****
A/N: Blah.. I didn't feel like looiking for spelling errors.. So if you see any, ignore, ok!?
Next Chapter: Hopefully will get in some more background information in on Christina.. And will find out who was watching her.. And of course her 'interview' with Seto and Mokuba.
Updates: God, I dunno. I just got my computer HALF way back to normal.
Alright.. I know more than two or three people are reading this.. The least you could do is leave a review, weither it be good or bad. -.-
Reviewers:
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Yuugiou.
Warnings: Languge, slight drug refrence.
***** In Kaiba's office *****
Christina looked up into Seto's face for the first time.
'He looks like a blue eyed angel...' Was her first thought. 'How could someone with such a heartless voice look so much like an angel?'
"Please sit." He said in the same heartless voice Christina heard over the phone.
Christina did as she was asked, or rather told. He looked up from a stack of papers in his hand and sureyed her. It made her feel out of place to have this guy looking over her with this stare that she felt as if he was reading her mind.
"How willing are you to fulfill the duties of this job?"
'What kind of question is this?' Christina though. 'If I wasn't willing to do the job, I wouldn't have bothered with it!' "If I had no intentions of doing my job, I wouldn't have bothered with it." She anwsered matter-of- factley.
Kaiba laughed with the same cold air as his voice. "Yes, yes. But the ad in the newspaper didn't go into full details of the job."
'What the fuck is he talking about?' "Well, what are these 'details' that the ad didn't go into?"
"You are to be my brother, Mokuba, his personal baby-sitter. On call at all times, with no notice whatsoever. Which will mean you are to have your own personal quaters set up in my mansion."
"You mean... Move out of my home... In with you? Withou getting to know you or something?"
"That's how business works.. Well, that's how I work.. You don't need to have a relationship with someone to work with them"
"Very well then.." A whrilwind of thoughts ran through Christina's head at that moment, 'How do I know I can trust this guy? If he's as famous as everyone says, he wouldn't dare try anything funny, would he? Should I take this job? Will my mother try and stop me?'
Seto looked down at the papers in his hand again, then looked back at Christina. "According to your application you are... fifteen and a half? Is that correct?"
"Yes." Christina awnsered.
"Unless I am sadly mistaken, you will be attending school this fall.. We will have to work out arangments for that if you are truly serious about this job."
'Dosen't he get it that I'm serious!? What will it take to get it through his fucking hard head!?" "You don't need to worry. I am very serious about this job."
"Very well. Then we should make an appointment for you to come by my house, meet Mokuba, take a little tour, and set up for you to move in."
"Ok.."
"When is the soonest you would have... at least three hours free?"
"Anytime. I have nothing to do.. I just moved here, so I really don't know where anything is.."
"Good. Show up at the Kaiba mansion no later than 6 PM."
"Ok."
"You are dismissed."
Christina got up and left the office, going out the same way she came in. She was so flustered by all the thoughts in her head she didn't even take time to look around Kaiba Corp.
***** At Christina's house *****
Christina threw the door open and shut it rather roughly, she knew her mother would not be home. Her mother usually went bar hopping after work, then came home and went straight to bed to sleep off the acholahol, and possible drugs.
She knew her moving out for her permant job wouldn't bother, her mother hardlt ever paied her any attention. Christina wished she had left her back in Califorina with her father, but her mother didn't want to be the cause of any happiness her or her father may have. It was a meystery to Christina why her mother married her father and had her if she didn't want to be a mother and a wife.
'Why am I thinking about these things now!? I have a fucking job to worry about now!'
Christina looked at her clock. Four-thirty. She had enough time to change (she had showered eariler) and begin to pack a few things.
She ran to her closet and looked it. She didn't want to dress too casual, but she didn't want to be too formal. It took her a good thirty minutes to get dressed, in the end, she ended up wearing a long black, floor-lenght skirt that ruffled at the ends, and a long sleeved black plain shirt. She ended up putting on a white button up shirt over the black shirt, but left it unbuttoned.
'There. Not too casual to look like a bum, but not too formal to look like I'm hitting on him.'
She cleaned up all the clothes she had tried on and discarded then looked at the clock. Five-ten.
"Oh fuck!" She exclaimed out load. She hadn't planned taking that much time to get dressed. She decided to leave right then, because she still had to figured out where this 'Kaiba Mansion' was.
She ran into the kitchen, located a pen and a scrap of paper, she wrote a note to her mother, which was a waste of time.. Her mother wouldn't care where she was or if she came home for that matter.
Mom, Gone to a job interview. Be back around 9:30. Christy
She signed the latter with the nickname her father had given her.. 'Christy'.. Her mother hated that name, and hated it even more when Christina referred to herself as, 'Christy'.
She ran out the door and began walking. She sighed a huge sigh of worry...
'Please let things run smoothly for me..' She whispered to herself.
Little did she know.. Someone was watching her.. *****
A/N: Blah.. I didn't feel like looiking for spelling errors.. So if you see any, ignore, ok!?
Next Chapter: Hopefully will get in some more background information in on Christina.. And will find out who was watching her.. And of course her 'interview' with Seto and Mokuba.
Updates: God, I dunno. I just got my computer HALF way back to normal.
Alright.. I know more than two or three people are reading this.. The least you could do is leave a review, weither it be good or bad. -.-