Author's Note: Well hi again! Okay, hope y'all like this new chapter.
Disclaimer:
Kaiba: Oh please, not this again.
E.J.: Aw, come on.
Kaiba: No.
E.J.: Fine then. Suit yourself. I'm not going to beg.
Kaiba: Really?
E.J.: No. Plllllleeeeeeeeeaaaaaasssssseeeeeeee?
Kaiba: …
E.J.: Please?
Kaiba: *sighs* this is getting old. You already know the answer, so why even ask.
E.J.: Because one can hope…
Kaiba: hoping is for the weak.
E.J.: Yeah…right… okay then, so you're not going to do the disclaimer?
Kaiba: What do you think?
E.J.: Alright, I'll get someone else to do it.
Kaiba: Good idea.
E.J.: Joey Wheeler!
Kaiba: That dog?
E.J.: Yes.
Kaiba: Whatever…
Joey: Yeah?
E.J.: Will you do the disclaimer?
Joey: Sure! I don't have anything better to do!
Kaiba: That's for sure…
Joey: What are you implying?!?!?
Kaiba: Honestly? You don't want to know.
E.J.: Ignore him, just do the disclaimer.
Joey: Okay… Empress-Judge doesn't own Yugioh- Only this story.
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Kaiba sighed and sat down for a minute. He then realized that Mokuba had forgotten his books. Quickly, he ran to go get them, and ordered another chauffer to drop it off at Domino High immediately.
"But Sir," The chauffer protested.
"What?" Kaiba said irritably.
Slightly taken aback at Mokuba's odd attitude, the chauffer replied, "Sir, Mr. Kaiba wouldn't like it- he probably left his books here for a reason, he hardly makes mistakes."
Kaiba couldn't get himself to be flattered by this remark, so he got upset. "Listen here, I'm in charge, and I'm telling you to drop the books off. Must I remind you that I do have the authority to fire you?"
"No, sir. Of course not. I'll drop them off immediately." Said the chauffer, nearly running out the door.
Kaiba sighed once more, as he went to grab Mokuba's things for school. Along the way, he also grabbed his wallet, and ordered yet another chauffer to drive him to Domino Middle School.
After 15 minutes, the chauffer informed him that they had reached. Kaiba got out of his limo and looked around.
'Ugh…' he thought. 'What a tacky-looking school. Not that my school is much better.'
Once inside the school, Kaiba realized that he didn't know Mokuba's schedule. Nor did he know where every class was. His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sound of a bell.
'Oh great,' he thought. 'I'm late, and I have no idea where I should be.'
Although reluctant to ask for help, Kaiba realized that this was probably the only choice he had, so he marched into a room labeled Attendance Office. A woman in about her 30's, presumably the attendance officer, greeted him, although not exactly in a friendly way.
"Can I help you, young man?" She asked.
"Yes," Kaiba began. "I err forgot my schedule, and I was wondering if you could tell me what it was again."
The lady looked at him incredulously, and then began laughing. "You-you forgot your schedule? That's good, I've never heard that one before. Listen, kid, if you're late, you're late. Face it. I suggest you go to class before you miss any more of it. Besides, one tardy isn't going to affect your grades that much."
Kaiba eyed the woman angrily. "Seriously, I forgot my schedule. I need you to give it to me again."
"Give it up, young man. I saw through your excuse, so just get to class now."
"NO!" said Kaiba, now in a rage. This woman obviously didn't know who she was dealing with. "I need my schedule. You will give it to me, or I will so to it that I- my big brother will have you fired!"
"And who exactly is your big brother?" said the woman, amused.
"Seto Kaiba."
"Ah… so then he could get me fired, now couldn't he? Alright, I'll give you your schedule. Wait right there. Mokuba, is it?
Kaiba nodded curtly. "And get on with it quickly. I have class."
The woman bit her lip, she knew that Seto Kaiba could, and would get her fired if he wished. Or his brother wished. The Kaiba's were the only family she had to watch out for. No other student's guardian was their older brother; their eccentric older brother.
After a few moments, she retrieved a paper from the printer and handed it to Mokuba (Really Kaiba). It looked something like this-
Math Period: 1- Ms. Hayami, Rm. 101
Language Arts: Period 2- Mr. Stewart, Rm.115
Social Studies: Period 3- Mr. Stewart, Rm. 115
Lunch, Cafeteria
Biology: Period 4- Ms. Ayane, Rm.104
Physical Education: Period 5- Ms. Kasumi, Gym
French: Period 6- Ms. Audrey Rm. 125
Kaiba glanced at it quickly. He was about to leave when he realized he didn't know where the rooms were.
"I need a map too." He said demandingly.
Lucky for him, the woman decided to oblige. "Very well," she said, exasperated.
She walked, off, out of view. She returned a few moments later, holding two slips of paper. She handed both to him. "Alright," she began. "The first piece of paper is a map."
Kaiba stared at her incredulously. Fighting the impulse to say "duh" he gave her a look that said, I knew that, you idiot.
Acting like she hadn't seen that, the woman continued. "The second piece of paper is an excused tardy slip. Hand it to your teacher when you get to class."
"Fine, then." said Kaiba walking off, towards his first period class…
Disclaimer:
Kaiba: Oh please, not this again.
E.J.: Aw, come on.
Kaiba: No.
E.J.: Fine then. Suit yourself. I'm not going to beg.
Kaiba: Really?
E.J.: No. Plllllleeeeeeeeeaaaaaasssssseeeeeeee?
Kaiba: …
E.J.: Please?
Kaiba: *sighs* this is getting old. You already know the answer, so why even ask.
E.J.: Because one can hope…
Kaiba: hoping is for the weak.
E.J.: Yeah…right… okay then, so you're not going to do the disclaimer?
Kaiba: What do you think?
E.J.: Alright, I'll get someone else to do it.
Kaiba: Good idea.
E.J.: Joey Wheeler!
Kaiba: That dog?
E.J.: Yes.
Kaiba: Whatever…
Joey: Yeah?
E.J.: Will you do the disclaimer?
Joey: Sure! I don't have anything better to do!
Kaiba: That's for sure…
Joey: What are you implying?!?!?
Kaiba: Honestly? You don't want to know.
E.J.: Ignore him, just do the disclaimer.
Joey: Okay… Empress-Judge doesn't own Yugioh- Only this story.
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Kaiba sighed and sat down for a minute. He then realized that Mokuba had forgotten his books. Quickly, he ran to go get them, and ordered another chauffer to drop it off at Domino High immediately.
"But Sir," The chauffer protested.
"What?" Kaiba said irritably.
Slightly taken aback at Mokuba's odd attitude, the chauffer replied, "Sir, Mr. Kaiba wouldn't like it- he probably left his books here for a reason, he hardly makes mistakes."
Kaiba couldn't get himself to be flattered by this remark, so he got upset. "Listen here, I'm in charge, and I'm telling you to drop the books off. Must I remind you that I do have the authority to fire you?"
"No, sir. Of course not. I'll drop them off immediately." Said the chauffer, nearly running out the door.
Kaiba sighed once more, as he went to grab Mokuba's things for school. Along the way, he also grabbed his wallet, and ordered yet another chauffer to drive him to Domino Middle School.
After 15 minutes, the chauffer informed him that they had reached. Kaiba got out of his limo and looked around.
'Ugh…' he thought. 'What a tacky-looking school. Not that my school is much better.'
Once inside the school, Kaiba realized that he didn't know Mokuba's schedule. Nor did he know where every class was. His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sound of a bell.
'Oh great,' he thought. 'I'm late, and I have no idea where I should be.'
Although reluctant to ask for help, Kaiba realized that this was probably the only choice he had, so he marched into a room labeled Attendance Office. A woman in about her 30's, presumably the attendance officer, greeted him, although not exactly in a friendly way.
"Can I help you, young man?" She asked.
"Yes," Kaiba began. "I err forgot my schedule, and I was wondering if you could tell me what it was again."
The lady looked at him incredulously, and then began laughing. "You-you forgot your schedule? That's good, I've never heard that one before. Listen, kid, if you're late, you're late. Face it. I suggest you go to class before you miss any more of it. Besides, one tardy isn't going to affect your grades that much."
Kaiba eyed the woman angrily. "Seriously, I forgot my schedule. I need you to give it to me again."
"Give it up, young man. I saw through your excuse, so just get to class now."
"NO!" said Kaiba, now in a rage. This woman obviously didn't know who she was dealing with. "I need my schedule. You will give it to me, or I will so to it that I- my big brother will have you fired!"
"And who exactly is your big brother?" said the woman, amused.
"Seto Kaiba."
"Ah… so then he could get me fired, now couldn't he? Alright, I'll give you your schedule. Wait right there. Mokuba, is it?
Kaiba nodded curtly. "And get on with it quickly. I have class."
The woman bit her lip, she knew that Seto Kaiba could, and would get her fired if he wished. Or his brother wished. The Kaiba's were the only family she had to watch out for. No other student's guardian was their older brother; their eccentric older brother.
After a few moments, she retrieved a paper from the printer and handed it to Mokuba (Really Kaiba). It looked something like this-
Math Period: 1- Ms. Hayami, Rm. 101
Language Arts: Period 2- Mr. Stewart, Rm.115
Social Studies: Period 3- Mr. Stewart, Rm. 115
Lunch, Cafeteria
Biology: Period 4- Ms. Ayane, Rm.104
Physical Education: Period 5- Ms. Kasumi, Gym
French: Period 6- Ms. Audrey Rm. 125
Kaiba glanced at it quickly. He was about to leave when he realized he didn't know where the rooms were.
"I need a map too." He said demandingly.
Lucky for him, the woman decided to oblige. "Very well," she said, exasperated.
She walked, off, out of view. She returned a few moments later, holding two slips of paper. She handed both to him. "Alright," she began. "The first piece of paper is a map."
Kaiba stared at her incredulously. Fighting the impulse to say "duh" he gave her a look that said, I knew that, you idiot.
Acting like she hadn't seen that, the woman continued. "The second piece of paper is an excused tardy slip. Hand it to your teacher when you get to class."
"Fine, then." said Kaiba walking off, towards his first period class…