Author's Note: Hi again! Okay, two words- read and review. Wait, does that
count as 3?
Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Kaiba snatched the slip from the teacher, causing her to look up.
"My, we are certainly ungrateful now aren't we?" She said evilly. "But no matter, perhaps I can teach you some manners. Skip detention."
Kaiba eyed her suspiciously. 'What's she playing at?'
She smirked when she saw Kaiba's suspicion.
"Go to the principal's office instead."
Kaiba groaned, he should've expected as much. Sullenly, he walked to the door, and made sure to slam it shut.
He glanced around the outside. He could see no place directing him to the principal's office, so now he was officially lost. He snatched the map from his pocket and managed to direct himself to the principal's office.
He placed his hands on the doorknob, and was about to open it. 'Wait,' he thought to himself, 'I've already gotten Mokuba in enough trouble.' With that in mind, he courteously knocked first.
The door opened.
An old woman with an abnormally large nose, half-rimmed spectacles, and intimidating gray hair was the first sight he saw.
"Well, well, well" she began in a scolding tone, her arms crossed. "Your teacher called, Mr. Mokuba, and I must say that frankly, I'm disappointed with you."
Kaiba opened his mouth to speak.
"Sit down first," she hissed coolly, as she herself began to sit down behind her desk.
Kaiba did, right across from her. He began to speak. "That teacher, she's a nitwit!"
The principal held up her hand to silence him from continuing. "You are in deep trouble as it is, Mister. I suggest you stop your filthy lying before you get yourself into more trouble."
Kaiba inhaled deeply- a pathetic attempt to calm himself.
"Alright, Mr. Mokuba, your record, prior to this event, has been outstanding. Therefore, I will let you go off with a warning this time; Return to your-" she paused for a moment to glance at her watch. "-Second period class."
Kaiba smirked inwardly. He wouldn't have to face that idiotic teacher again- at least not today.
And though he wasn't going to admit it out loud, he was very grateful to Mokuba, for being so exceedingly well behaved throughout the year in math.
"Alright take this", said the principal, as she handed him an admit-to- class slip.
"Fine." Said Kaiba indifferently, and with that he walked off.
'Language Arts...' he said to himself with disgust. That was not his favorite subject.
He found his classroom, which was very close by, and walked in.
"Ah! Mokuba, glad you could join us," exclaimed a young man. He had jet- black hair and a somewhat twisted smile, like he thought teaching was a big joke. Presumably, he was Mr. Stewart. "Give your slip here, please, and take a seat."
Kaiba gave handed him the slip and sat at an empty desk.
"Now that we're all here," he continued, "I'll tell you what your work is, and you can get to it. Your work is to read pages 10-14 in your reading- book and to summarize what you've read. I'll allow some talking, provided it doesn't get too loud.
Well, that's all you need to know as of now, so get to work."
Kaiba grabbed a book from under the desk and began to read. This was easy stuff. 'Four pages' he smirked. He'd done harder stuff in preschool.
All of a sudden a young girl approached him. She had long strawberry blonde hair and was wearing a spaghetti-strap tank top that was entirely too small for her, as well as a mini skirt.
She puffed her hair up with her hand. "Hiiiiiiiii Mokuba."
Kaiba looked around only to find every other guy in class staring at her enviously. He rolled his eyes, trying to think of what those idiots found so alluring of her. They were 10 years old!
The girl twirled her golden tresses expertly. "What's taking you so long to like reply Moki? I want you to like help me with my reading, because like I simply don't have like time for it you know? I have like better things to do. You should be honored, you know, because I like chose you to help me."
This was simply stupid. And he wasn't going to have Mokuba come back to school with this girl hanging all over him, so he decided to set this little miniature rock-star straight.
"Oh come on, Moki, help me. You know you want to..." she cooed softly.
"Okay, listen you Britney Spears wannabe." He snarled angrily. "You need to spend less time using boys to do your work and more time concentrating on how to improve your intellect, for no doubt it needs a lot of work."
She gazed at him coolly. "You'll like pay for that remark!" she hissed angrily.
Then her lower lip began to tremble. Tears began to flow unchecked from her eyes and she began unnervingly authentic, wracking sobs.
All eyes turned to her, including the teacher's.
"What's wrong, Cindy?" The teacher asked her.
'So that's her name' Kaiba thought furiously.
"Mo-Mokuba called me STUPID!!!" she sobbed. "He said m-my intellect needed work. WAHHHHHHH!!"
Kaiba could've strangled her. 'The conniving, scheming little-'
"Mr. Mokuba! I'm ashamed of you! Where are your manners?!? Go to the principal's office at once!" The teacher exclaimed savagely.
Kaiba stormed out, but not before giving the girl an evil glare. She returned it, and then continued her mock-sobs.
Once Kaiba was outside he walked angrily to the principal's office again. 'Maybe the principal would be lenient with me now as well.' He thought wistfully to himself. 'Well, one can hope...'
He reached the principal's office in 2 minutes. As much as he stalled, he just couldn't take long to go to a room that was only15 feet away.
This time the principal was waiting outside for him, with the grossest of disapproving frowns across her face...
Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Kaiba snatched the slip from the teacher, causing her to look up.
"My, we are certainly ungrateful now aren't we?" She said evilly. "But no matter, perhaps I can teach you some manners. Skip detention."
Kaiba eyed her suspiciously. 'What's she playing at?'
She smirked when she saw Kaiba's suspicion.
"Go to the principal's office instead."
Kaiba groaned, he should've expected as much. Sullenly, he walked to the door, and made sure to slam it shut.
He glanced around the outside. He could see no place directing him to the principal's office, so now he was officially lost. He snatched the map from his pocket and managed to direct himself to the principal's office.
He placed his hands on the doorknob, and was about to open it. 'Wait,' he thought to himself, 'I've already gotten Mokuba in enough trouble.' With that in mind, he courteously knocked first.
The door opened.
An old woman with an abnormally large nose, half-rimmed spectacles, and intimidating gray hair was the first sight he saw.
"Well, well, well" she began in a scolding tone, her arms crossed. "Your teacher called, Mr. Mokuba, and I must say that frankly, I'm disappointed with you."
Kaiba opened his mouth to speak.
"Sit down first," she hissed coolly, as she herself began to sit down behind her desk.
Kaiba did, right across from her. He began to speak. "That teacher, she's a nitwit!"
The principal held up her hand to silence him from continuing. "You are in deep trouble as it is, Mister. I suggest you stop your filthy lying before you get yourself into more trouble."
Kaiba inhaled deeply- a pathetic attempt to calm himself.
"Alright, Mr. Mokuba, your record, prior to this event, has been outstanding. Therefore, I will let you go off with a warning this time; Return to your-" she paused for a moment to glance at her watch. "-Second period class."
Kaiba smirked inwardly. He wouldn't have to face that idiotic teacher again- at least not today.
And though he wasn't going to admit it out loud, he was very grateful to Mokuba, for being so exceedingly well behaved throughout the year in math.
"Alright take this", said the principal, as she handed him an admit-to- class slip.
"Fine." Said Kaiba indifferently, and with that he walked off.
'Language Arts...' he said to himself with disgust. That was not his favorite subject.
He found his classroom, which was very close by, and walked in.
"Ah! Mokuba, glad you could join us," exclaimed a young man. He had jet- black hair and a somewhat twisted smile, like he thought teaching was a big joke. Presumably, he was Mr. Stewart. "Give your slip here, please, and take a seat."
Kaiba gave handed him the slip and sat at an empty desk.
"Now that we're all here," he continued, "I'll tell you what your work is, and you can get to it. Your work is to read pages 10-14 in your reading- book and to summarize what you've read. I'll allow some talking, provided it doesn't get too loud.
Well, that's all you need to know as of now, so get to work."
Kaiba grabbed a book from under the desk and began to read. This was easy stuff. 'Four pages' he smirked. He'd done harder stuff in preschool.
All of a sudden a young girl approached him. She had long strawberry blonde hair and was wearing a spaghetti-strap tank top that was entirely too small for her, as well as a mini skirt.
She puffed her hair up with her hand. "Hiiiiiiiii Mokuba."
Kaiba looked around only to find every other guy in class staring at her enviously. He rolled his eyes, trying to think of what those idiots found so alluring of her. They were 10 years old!
The girl twirled her golden tresses expertly. "What's taking you so long to like reply Moki? I want you to like help me with my reading, because like I simply don't have like time for it you know? I have like better things to do. You should be honored, you know, because I like chose you to help me."
This was simply stupid. And he wasn't going to have Mokuba come back to school with this girl hanging all over him, so he decided to set this little miniature rock-star straight.
"Oh come on, Moki, help me. You know you want to..." she cooed softly.
"Okay, listen you Britney Spears wannabe." He snarled angrily. "You need to spend less time using boys to do your work and more time concentrating on how to improve your intellect, for no doubt it needs a lot of work."
She gazed at him coolly. "You'll like pay for that remark!" she hissed angrily.
Then her lower lip began to tremble. Tears began to flow unchecked from her eyes and she began unnervingly authentic, wracking sobs.
All eyes turned to her, including the teacher's.
"What's wrong, Cindy?" The teacher asked her.
'So that's her name' Kaiba thought furiously.
"Mo-Mokuba called me STUPID!!!" she sobbed. "He said m-my intellect needed work. WAHHHHHHH!!"
Kaiba could've strangled her. 'The conniving, scheming little-'
"Mr. Mokuba! I'm ashamed of you! Where are your manners?!? Go to the principal's office at once!" The teacher exclaimed savagely.
Kaiba stormed out, but not before giving the girl an evil glare. She returned it, and then continued her mock-sobs.
Once Kaiba was outside he walked angrily to the principal's office again. 'Maybe the principal would be lenient with me now as well.' He thought wistfully to himself. 'Well, one can hope...'
He reached the principal's office in 2 minutes. As much as he stalled, he just couldn't take long to go to a room that was only15 feet away.
This time the principal was waiting outside for him, with the grossest of disapproving frowns across her face...