Oberrys: Hi!! I'm back!!
Ryou: are you in your right state of mind.now?
Oberrys: Yep..I want pickles too.. mmm
Seto: Uhuh.
Oberrys: Who would like to do the honors?
Ryou: I'll do it..again
Oberrys: No I want Seto to do it!!
Seto: Why me?
Oberrys: cuz I sayz zo
Seto: She doesn't own any of us..
..... wait..
Oberrys: Come on Kaiba.
*pushes him out the door*
Ryou: Whered she go?
Joey: I dunno..heres da story
~~~~~~~~~~~~ Silence.
"Where am i..auww"
She bit her lip..her stomach hurt..
She cousiously opened her eyes to reveal unfamiliar surrounding
Dark blue..no..you could say navy sheets..She had tried to sit up previously and had fallen back into the sea of blankets because of the stabbing pain.
She looked again.. "where am I?" Elaborate furniture..all wood with a glossy shine.. She could see only part of an enormous window draped with gaudy blue curtains, tied at side.. Her view out of the window was glared on the 11x6inch cut glass of retangles..fit to agree with the french design. The bed stood in the way of half the window..
The bed was draped with curtains too..
She had never been in a place so nice. The nicest place she had ever been was her own home that she left neer 9 to 10 years ago. But of course her ordinary home was no where neer as nice or as big as this place. She couldn't believe it.
"I swear im dead and in some sorta mansion.."
She tried to get up again..failing.
"You're definitely not dead, but you are in fact, in a mansion.."
He saw her struggling to get up..he only smirked unawaringly. She was the same..but different.
She looked up and saw a tall figure walk in before her. Dark brown hair..slightly covering his deep blue eyes. His arms were crossed cooly. She had seen him before.
*##*##*
"For the last time kid..Give us what you got!!!"
She sighed, the chill in the air made it worse..
"Fine boys..I give up.."
She put her hands up in a careless surrender. She could see her breath floating about her face, looming in the air. She couldn't help but play with her fingerless gloves in her childish manner. She shook her head and focased with a wild grin. Backing up..she threw her purse to the bulky men before her.
"There you go boys..just what you want"
Sweetly she smiled before turning to go.. she smiled and turned the alley corner and went to a dead run. She heard them behind her, she didn't give them but an emty purse. She wasn't about give them her money, or let them rape her for that matter..so she ran as fast as she possible could.
"Eek"
She knocked into some tall, yet familiar guy..
*"Sorry"*
She skid to her knees, scrapping her jeans, as well as the skin beneath. She shoved the case back to the owner and ran on..
....
"Leave me alone!"
.. She didn't see it at first. But she stood still when she did. She heard the peircing sound .
"..Damn.."
#*##*#
There before her stood the same man hat she had bumped into.. He stood before her, and she more clearly remembered. She saw clear moments of her past in her head: #*##*#
"You're gunna hate it here kid"
..
"Come on Seto!!!"
...
"Big Brother's got a plan to leave"
"Really?"
...
"Sorry Seto"
.... #*##*#
Upon seeing the girls confusion, he looked as his watch before sighing. She had been asleep there for neerly the whole day. He didn't have much to do though..he ended up not going to school. He woke up neer 9 am.. funny, he had only gone to bed around 4 hours before. Obviously, his brother was gone, and Seto was at home, not at school, and frankly he didn't feel like going anyway.
'Strike One on my school record'
"Don't try to get up. You'll only get yourself hurt."
"So where am I Seto?"
He stood back, slightly surprised at hearing someone other than Mokuba call him by his first name 'Seto'. He sat at the foot of her bed and sighed. He was still tired from lack of sleep..
"This would be my home, I picked you up off the street last night after a trip to the hospital. I would have left you there, but I couldn't stand the thought of anyone staying there."
"Thank God you didn't leave me there.."
She grew uncomfortable, not knowing what to say to Seto. She hadnt seen him since he was thirteen years old, almost four years ago. She was at a loss of words for what to say to the changed guy before her. He had grown up. She was a single inch taller than Seto when she had first met him. Now he was about 8 inches taller than her. He had grown to be quite handsom, too. But there was something different about him. He wasn't the same Seto she knew back then.
He couldn't help but stare at her. He had so many questions to ask her, but he couldn't choose the words. She had left a week before he did.
"Where did you go? You never told anyone you were leaving."
"That's kinda the point of running away.."
"So where'd you go?"
"hn..that's of your concern"
He rolled his eyes. She was becoming difficult. He still remembered the girl who believed that one day she would sing like her mother and dance for her father when he came to take her home with him. From what he could see, she didn't believe in anything at the moment.
"So where did you end up going?"
He smirked.
"I'm Seto Kaiba now. Head of the gaming and electronics company, Kaiba Corp."
She sat herself up on her bed in fake excitement..
"So you are the famous teen on all the covers of the top magazines..you know you were voted 'sexiest smart guy' in the BGZMag (I made that up ^^so leave me alone!) magazine..nice job, I wasn't sure if I was losing my mind when I first saw a childhood friend on the headline news a couple years ago.. you always did have some plan on your mind. I figured you'd be successful sooner or later."
"What were you doing out that late last night?"
"Don't start that okay?"
She seemed suddenly aggrivated. She knew he would never had thought a person like her, to be out on the streets.
"Fine, I don't have time for this..Clark is there if you need him"
On old man stood in the doorway, bowing his head. He turned his heal and went back to his previous stature.
"And like I said, don't get up, he'll get whatever you need for you"
He stood and turned to exit. He stopped when he heard her say something..
"Seto.."
He turned and eyed her. She was beautiful..
"Thanks"
"Don't mension it."
He couldn't find any more words to say..this was too unlike him. Why on earth would he just bring home a girl that he knew four years ago? Why would he even act like he cared..because he didn't. But she is beautiful.
'What am I thinking? I have work to do..'
He turned and left the girl in the annoyingly quiet room. She glared at the great grandfather clock, that stood oppsite of the bed she was glued to.
*Tick*
*Tock* *Tick*
Her patience was growing thin. She started to drift off. Taking in the comfort of the blackets.
##??##
A little girl just came into view of her home. She walked home from school with her brother everyday. She raced him. The two twins of 7 years ran to the little white picket fence around their yard. She won.
"I beat you Carey!"
"Ha, I gave you a head start!"
"Nuhaww!!"
The children broke into laughter.. Marryn being the first to reach the front steps.. she stood back and gasped..her brother silenced as well.
Carefully walking over broken shards of glass..
"Mommy!?!"
They echoed each other..
"Mommy!?!"
##??##
"huh?.."
She gasped for air as she sat up in the bed. Marryn didn't even notice the pain in her stomach. The clock chimed 3 times..
"It's three o'clock.."
She kicked the sheets off her legs. She sighed before pulling herself to a balance on her feet. The cold floor gave her a slight shiver. She walked over to a dresser with a mirror. She looked at herself. Her golden hair wasn't a mess, this actually surprised her. She was wearing silky blue pagama pants, and her own white tank top. She lifted her shirt to reveal white bandaged wrapping around her waist. A spot of red stained the side of her stomach. She pulled her shirt back down, and pulled her hair up into a high ponytail.
She looked herself over once more, then she saw the reflection of an old man rush into the door.
"Ah..Ms..Ms!! You shouldn't be up and about! Please Ms..uh..Day..was it? Please lay back down.."
"Sir you really don't.."
"Ah! Your medications! I must go get them.."
"I asure I'm fine.."
"Uhuh! Mr. Kaiba ordered me to get your medications as soon as you awake. We cant have you feeling too ill for dinner tonight..can we?"
"Dinner?"
"Yes, Mr. Kaiba is having a dress bought for you as we speek."
"But_"
"You are to go with Mr. Kaiba and young master Kaiba tonight at 7pm to celebrate the release of the Kaiba Corps. newest sales total..or something of that sort.."
"I see"
"Now Ms Day.."
"Marryn.. 'Ms. Day' makes me sound old.."
"Ms. Marryn.. if you'll excuse me, I'll go fetch your medications.."
"Sure thing..Clark was it?"
He nodded as he left the room to Marryn once again.
... *******************
Oberrys: Hey!! Guess what!!!
Ryou: What?
Oberrys: I'd like to tack these few moments right here to thank you all personally for reviewing!!
Dark Angel- yes, I know my spelling sux..
soccergirl- thanx..
purple dragon- thank you too..
Joey: That's all the reviews you got?
Oberrys: Rep..but im not complaining T~T
Joey: Hey
Oberrys: Hey, how ya doing?
Joey: *sigh* where'd Kaiba go?
Ryou: He said something about pickles..
Oberrys: Oh Yeah!!!!
Joey: What?
Yugi: She tricked Kaiba into buying her a jar of pickles..
Joey: Why?
Oberrys: Why what? You don't like pickles?
Joey: I like pickles..just..
Oberrys: Just what????
Ryou: forget it Joey
Bakura: Why the hell did you trick him into buying you pickles when he's a fuck*ng millionair and could get you anything you wanted?
Oberrys: Watch your language!!!
-_-;
****************************
"Ms. Marryn..your medication..two of these, just one of those.."
"Thank you Clark"
She swallowed the pills without difficulty..
"Ahh..your dress Ms Marryn.."
He said this as a few women walked into the room with bags in their hands. Full length bags and plain shopping bags.
"Ah, Ms. Marryn.. Mr. Kaiba didn't know what you would like, so we picked a few to see which you would like yourself.."
Three girls took the bags carefully off the dresses and dispayed them for Marryn. She stood back in aww..she felt like a pampered princess. He was famous after all..
Four dresses. A black slinky one with shiny sequens making an intricate yet elequent design. A red one, simple, yet elegent. Another black one, but halter, not spagetti strap. And a simply beautiful yellow-silver dress. Tubtop with beaded silver paisy.. simple, but beautiful.
'It's yellow..'
"Mr. Kaiba said you would like that one best.."
'How would he know..? Does he remember me that well?'
"Is this dinner that formal?"
"Well but of course sweety..It is Mr. Kaiba's annual celebration..for staying one of the top industrys in the nation for over two years now.."
The lady seemed to have worked for 'Mr. Kaiba' for some time now..she looked to be in her early thirtys. She was truly nice..in a motherly way..
"Now lets see it on you, we need to make sure it fits hun.."
A little too nice..
She slipped the dress on. Perfect fit. She went slowly, for her stomach did hurt a bit. She walked out of the changing room, and everyone's breath was taken.
"Ms. Marryn..you look fantastic.."
"Thank you Clark.."
"You look absolutely beautiful Ms. Day..Mr. Kaiba will be most stunned.."
She felt a blush cross her cheeks.
"Our job here is done..everything fits and everythings ready..and its only 3:45"
Marryn couldn't help but glare at the clock.. She forgot about its tick- tocking..
The three women gathered the trash, and extra dresses and mounds of backs and placed them in the closet..
'This is tooo weird.. I havent even talked to Seto for more than 30 minutes.. and that was earlier this morning..'
"Clark is here if you need anything sweety..have a nice time tonight.."
Marryn nodded as the red head left her alone with the old grey man.
"Clark.."
"Yes Ms. Day"
"I told you to call me Marryn"
"Thousand pardons Ms. Marryn..what is it you need?"
"Could it be possibe for me to take a shower?"
"Of Course"
He pointed to the door on the other side of the huge room..
"That's where the bathroom is..there are fresh towels by the sink..we will have clean clothes ready for you when you are done."
"thank you clark"
She could definitely get used to this..lifestyles of the rich and famous all the way..
******
"Hey Seto.."
"Hey kid..how was school?"
The short 12 year old jumped into the limozine next to his brother.
"Ehck.."
"What does that mean?"
"It means: Ekch!"
"Hn.."
"So did you ever get a date for tonight's annual?"
"Yeah..you could say that.."
"Really..wow..i never would have thought you would have ever actually gone and got a girl to go with you! Who is it?"
"You already met her.."
"Who is she?"
"You'll see tonight.."
"hn.."
They rode through the main gate and onto the estate. The grey sky didn't seem to clear up at all..but isnt that the effect of october? But the sky would prove to be perfect for the celebration.
Honestly, Kaiba didn't know why he bothered with these 'annuals'..sure, he was proud of himself as well as his employings for keeping the title for top selling gaming electronics.. but all he really wanted was his tital of Top Duelist.. but that has been put off ever since battle city..
In silence they took their reutine in the mansion.. there were three hours till the annual..being held at.you guessed it..the Kaiba Mansion..
Many employees were scurrying around..getting the place either cleaned or decored.. Seto ignored it all, but kept walking to his office/study.
Taking out his laptop..he worked..what else would he do?
**************************************
*seto walks in with a huge jar of pickles..and a wal*mart (dot own it) bag with smaller baby dills in jars.
Oberrys: PICKLES!!!!!!
Ryou: OH no..
*obrys hugs seto very tightly*
Obrys: Thanks!!
Seto: *cough* whatever..
Yugi: How did she get you to buy her pickles?
Seto: She said she'd kill herself if I didn't..she was serious too
Bakura: Why didn't you let her kill herself..rid us all of her..
*still huging Seto*
Oberrys: He's Too NICE for that!! *crunch*
Joey: I'm sorry, I never knew he was 'nice'..
*still hugging Seto*
Oberrys: Theres a lot you don't know about Seto here..*crunch..crunch* pickle?
Joey: SURE! ^^
Oberrys: REVIEW AND ILL GIVE YOU A PICKLE!!!!!!! ^^
****************************** TBC
Ryou: are you in your right state of mind.now?
Oberrys: Yep..I want pickles too.. mmm
Seto: Uhuh.
Oberrys: Who would like to do the honors?
Ryou: I'll do it..again
Oberrys: No I want Seto to do it!!
Seto: Why me?
Oberrys: cuz I sayz zo
Seto: She doesn't own any of us..
..... wait..
Oberrys: Come on Kaiba.
*pushes him out the door*
Ryou: Whered she go?
Joey: I dunno..heres da story
~~~~~~~~~~~~ Silence.
"Where am i..auww"
She bit her lip..her stomach hurt..
She cousiously opened her eyes to reveal unfamiliar surrounding
Dark blue..no..you could say navy sheets..She had tried to sit up previously and had fallen back into the sea of blankets because of the stabbing pain.
She looked again.. "where am I?" Elaborate furniture..all wood with a glossy shine.. She could see only part of an enormous window draped with gaudy blue curtains, tied at side.. Her view out of the window was glared on the 11x6inch cut glass of retangles..fit to agree with the french design. The bed stood in the way of half the window..
The bed was draped with curtains too..
She had never been in a place so nice. The nicest place she had ever been was her own home that she left neer 9 to 10 years ago. But of course her ordinary home was no where neer as nice or as big as this place. She couldn't believe it.
"I swear im dead and in some sorta mansion.."
She tried to get up again..failing.
"You're definitely not dead, but you are in fact, in a mansion.."
He saw her struggling to get up..he only smirked unawaringly. She was the same..but different.
She looked up and saw a tall figure walk in before her. Dark brown hair..slightly covering his deep blue eyes. His arms were crossed cooly. She had seen him before.
*##*##*
"For the last time kid..Give us what you got!!!"
She sighed, the chill in the air made it worse..
"Fine boys..I give up.."
She put her hands up in a careless surrender. She could see her breath floating about her face, looming in the air. She couldn't help but play with her fingerless gloves in her childish manner. She shook her head and focased with a wild grin. Backing up..she threw her purse to the bulky men before her.
"There you go boys..just what you want"
Sweetly she smiled before turning to go.. she smiled and turned the alley corner and went to a dead run. She heard them behind her, she didn't give them but an emty purse. She wasn't about give them her money, or let them rape her for that matter..so she ran as fast as she possible could.
"Eek"
She knocked into some tall, yet familiar guy..
*"Sorry"*
She skid to her knees, scrapping her jeans, as well as the skin beneath. She shoved the case back to the owner and ran on..
....
"Leave me alone!"
.. She didn't see it at first. But she stood still when she did. She heard the peircing sound .
"..Damn.."
#*##*#
There before her stood the same man hat she had bumped into.. He stood before her, and she more clearly remembered. She saw clear moments of her past in her head: #*##*#
"You're gunna hate it here kid"
..
"Come on Seto!!!"
...
"Big Brother's got a plan to leave"
"Really?"
...
"Sorry Seto"
.... #*##*#
Upon seeing the girls confusion, he looked as his watch before sighing. She had been asleep there for neerly the whole day. He didn't have much to do though..he ended up not going to school. He woke up neer 9 am.. funny, he had only gone to bed around 4 hours before. Obviously, his brother was gone, and Seto was at home, not at school, and frankly he didn't feel like going anyway.
'Strike One on my school record'
"Don't try to get up. You'll only get yourself hurt."
"So where am I Seto?"
He stood back, slightly surprised at hearing someone other than Mokuba call him by his first name 'Seto'. He sat at the foot of her bed and sighed. He was still tired from lack of sleep..
"This would be my home, I picked you up off the street last night after a trip to the hospital. I would have left you there, but I couldn't stand the thought of anyone staying there."
"Thank God you didn't leave me there.."
She grew uncomfortable, not knowing what to say to Seto. She hadnt seen him since he was thirteen years old, almost four years ago. She was at a loss of words for what to say to the changed guy before her. He had grown up. She was a single inch taller than Seto when she had first met him. Now he was about 8 inches taller than her. He had grown to be quite handsom, too. But there was something different about him. He wasn't the same Seto she knew back then.
He couldn't help but stare at her. He had so many questions to ask her, but he couldn't choose the words. She had left a week before he did.
"Where did you go? You never told anyone you were leaving."
"That's kinda the point of running away.."
"So where'd you go?"
"hn..that's of your concern"
He rolled his eyes. She was becoming difficult. He still remembered the girl who believed that one day she would sing like her mother and dance for her father when he came to take her home with him. From what he could see, she didn't believe in anything at the moment.
"So where did you end up going?"
He smirked.
"I'm Seto Kaiba now. Head of the gaming and electronics company, Kaiba Corp."
She sat herself up on her bed in fake excitement..
"So you are the famous teen on all the covers of the top magazines..you know you were voted 'sexiest smart guy' in the BGZMag (I made that up ^^so leave me alone!) magazine..nice job, I wasn't sure if I was losing my mind when I first saw a childhood friend on the headline news a couple years ago.. you always did have some plan on your mind. I figured you'd be successful sooner or later."
"What were you doing out that late last night?"
"Don't start that okay?"
She seemed suddenly aggrivated. She knew he would never had thought a person like her, to be out on the streets.
"Fine, I don't have time for this..Clark is there if you need him"
On old man stood in the doorway, bowing his head. He turned his heal and went back to his previous stature.
"And like I said, don't get up, he'll get whatever you need for you"
He stood and turned to exit. He stopped when he heard her say something..
"Seto.."
He turned and eyed her. She was beautiful..
"Thanks"
"Don't mension it."
He couldn't find any more words to say..this was too unlike him. Why on earth would he just bring home a girl that he knew four years ago? Why would he even act like he cared..because he didn't. But she is beautiful.
'What am I thinking? I have work to do..'
He turned and left the girl in the annoyingly quiet room. She glared at the great grandfather clock, that stood oppsite of the bed she was glued to.
*Tick*
*Tock* *Tick*
Her patience was growing thin. She started to drift off. Taking in the comfort of the blackets.
##??##
A little girl just came into view of her home. She walked home from school with her brother everyday. She raced him. The two twins of 7 years ran to the little white picket fence around their yard. She won.
"I beat you Carey!"
"Ha, I gave you a head start!"
"Nuhaww!!"
The children broke into laughter.. Marryn being the first to reach the front steps.. she stood back and gasped..her brother silenced as well.
Carefully walking over broken shards of glass..
"Mommy!?!"
They echoed each other..
"Mommy!?!"
##??##
"huh?.."
She gasped for air as she sat up in the bed. Marryn didn't even notice the pain in her stomach. The clock chimed 3 times..
"It's three o'clock.."
She kicked the sheets off her legs. She sighed before pulling herself to a balance on her feet. The cold floor gave her a slight shiver. She walked over to a dresser with a mirror. She looked at herself. Her golden hair wasn't a mess, this actually surprised her. She was wearing silky blue pagama pants, and her own white tank top. She lifted her shirt to reveal white bandaged wrapping around her waist. A spot of red stained the side of her stomach. She pulled her shirt back down, and pulled her hair up into a high ponytail.
She looked herself over once more, then she saw the reflection of an old man rush into the door.
"Ah..Ms..Ms!! You shouldn't be up and about! Please Ms..uh..Day..was it? Please lay back down.."
"Sir you really don't.."
"Ah! Your medications! I must go get them.."
"I asure I'm fine.."
"Uhuh! Mr. Kaiba ordered me to get your medications as soon as you awake. We cant have you feeling too ill for dinner tonight..can we?"
"Dinner?"
"Yes, Mr. Kaiba is having a dress bought for you as we speek."
"But_"
"You are to go with Mr. Kaiba and young master Kaiba tonight at 7pm to celebrate the release of the Kaiba Corps. newest sales total..or something of that sort.."
"I see"
"Now Ms Day.."
"Marryn.. 'Ms. Day' makes me sound old.."
"Ms. Marryn.. if you'll excuse me, I'll go fetch your medications.."
"Sure thing..Clark was it?"
He nodded as he left the room to Marryn once again.
... *******************
Oberrys: Hey!! Guess what!!!
Ryou: What?
Oberrys: I'd like to tack these few moments right here to thank you all personally for reviewing!!
Dark Angel- yes, I know my spelling sux..
soccergirl- thanx..
purple dragon- thank you too..
Joey: That's all the reviews you got?
Oberrys: Rep..but im not complaining T~T
Joey: Hey
Oberrys: Hey, how ya doing?
Joey: *sigh* where'd Kaiba go?
Ryou: He said something about pickles..
Oberrys: Oh Yeah!!!!
Joey: What?
Yugi: She tricked Kaiba into buying her a jar of pickles..
Joey: Why?
Oberrys: Why what? You don't like pickles?
Joey: I like pickles..just..
Oberrys: Just what????
Ryou: forget it Joey
Bakura: Why the hell did you trick him into buying you pickles when he's a fuck*ng millionair and could get you anything you wanted?
Oberrys: Watch your language!!!
-_-;
****************************
"Ms. Marryn..your medication..two of these, just one of those.."
"Thank you Clark"
She swallowed the pills without difficulty..
"Ahh..your dress Ms Marryn.."
He said this as a few women walked into the room with bags in their hands. Full length bags and plain shopping bags.
"Ah, Ms. Marryn.. Mr. Kaiba didn't know what you would like, so we picked a few to see which you would like yourself.."
Three girls took the bags carefully off the dresses and dispayed them for Marryn. She stood back in aww..she felt like a pampered princess. He was famous after all..
Four dresses. A black slinky one with shiny sequens making an intricate yet elequent design. A red one, simple, yet elegent. Another black one, but halter, not spagetti strap. And a simply beautiful yellow-silver dress. Tubtop with beaded silver paisy.. simple, but beautiful.
'It's yellow..'
"Mr. Kaiba said you would like that one best.."
'How would he know..? Does he remember me that well?'
"Is this dinner that formal?"
"Well but of course sweety..It is Mr. Kaiba's annual celebration..for staying one of the top industrys in the nation for over two years now.."
The lady seemed to have worked for 'Mr. Kaiba' for some time now..she looked to be in her early thirtys. She was truly nice..in a motherly way..
"Now lets see it on you, we need to make sure it fits hun.."
A little too nice..
She slipped the dress on. Perfect fit. She went slowly, for her stomach did hurt a bit. She walked out of the changing room, and everyone's breath was taken.
"Ms. Marryn..you look fantastic.."
"Thank you Clark.."
"You look absolutely beautiful Ms. Day..Mr. Kaiba will be most stunned.."
She felt a blush cross her cheeks.
"Our job here is done..everything fits and everythings ready..and its only 3:45"
Marryn couldn't help but glare at the clock.. She forgot about its tick- tocking..
The three women gathered the trash, and extra dresses and mounds of backs and placed them in the closet..
'This is tooo weird.. I havent even talked to Seto for more than 30 minutes.. and that was earlier this morning..'
"Clark is here if you need anything sweety..have a nice time tonight.."
Marryn nodded as the red head left her alone with the old grey man.
"Clark.."
"Yes Ms. Day"
"I told you to call me Marryn"
"Thousand pardons Ms. Marryn..what is it you need?"
"Could it be possibe for me to take a shower?"
"Of Course"
He pointed to the door on the other side of the huge room..
"That's where the bathroom is..there are fresh towels by the sink..we will have clean clothes ready for you when you are done."
"thank you clark"
She could definitely get used to this..lifestyles of the rich and famous all the way..
******
"Hey Seto.."
"Hey kid..how was school?"
The short 12 year old jumped into the limozine next to his brother.
"Ehck.."
"What does that mean?"
"It means: Ekch!"
"Hn.."
"So did you ever get a date for tonight's annual?"
"Yeah..you could say that.."
"Really..wow..i never would have thought you would have ever actually gone and got a girl to go with you! Who is it?"
"You already met her.."
"Who is she?"
"You'll see tonight.."
"hn.."
They rode through the main gate and onto the estate. The grey sky didn't seem to clear up at all..but isnt that the effect of october? But the sky would prove to be perfect for the celebration.
Honestly, Kaiba didn't know why he bothered with these 'annuals'..sure, he was proud of himself as well as his employings for keeping the title for top selling gaming electronics.. but all he really wanted was his tital of Top Duelist.. but that has been put off ever since battle city..
In silence they took their reutine in the mansion.. there were three hours till the annual..being held at.you guessed it..the Kaiba Mansion..
Many employees were scurrying around..getting the place either cleaned or decored.. Seto ignored it all, but kept walking to his office/study.
Taking out his laptop..he worked..what else would he do?
**************************************
*seto walks in with a huge jar of pickles..and a wal*mart (dot own it) bag with smaller baby dills in jars.
Oberrys: PICKLES!!!!!!
Ryou: OH no..
*obrys hugs seto very tightly*
Obrys: Thanks!!
Seto: *cough* whatever..
Yugi: How did she get you to buy her pickles?
Seto: She said she'd kill herself if I didn't..she was serious too
Bakura: Why didn't you let her kill herself..rid us all of her..
*still huging Seto*
Oberrys: He's Too NICE for that!! *crunch*
Joey: I'm sorry, I never knew he was 'nice'..
*still hugging Seto*
Oberrys: Theres a lot you don't know about Seto here..*crunch..crunch* pickle?
Joey: SURE! ^^
Oberrys: REVIEW AND ILL GIVE YOU A PICKLE!!!!!!! ^^
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