It's Gonna Be Love ~ Chapter 3
"Seto, you can be such a jackass at times," Isis stated, placing the receiver back. "I know you're ignoring me," she mumbled, turning away to stare out the window. A pair of birds flew by with worms in their mouths, landing on a branch to feed their young. "Well, there's a man who probably answered his phone once in a while." Crossing the room, she leaned on the windowsill and watched the two birds with their babies.
"Wonderful," she said, turning away from the open window. "Birds are more intelligent than Seto Kaiba," she muttered, crossing her arms and walking away. She sighed, sitting down at her kitchen table to sort through her mail. Living here was getting expensive and she wasn't sure exactly how much longer she could afford it. Yet she was still determined to see her mission through to the end. "Shizuka, you still have something you need to do."
Most of her mail was boring: bills, flyers, coupons, and the usual stuff that never meant anything to her. Except for the bills; they meant she was six hundred dollars poorer every month. However, this time there was something different amongst the junk, a gleaming white envelope from Kaiba Corporation. She pulled the paper out of the envelope, smirking at the black print. "Isis, if you want to see me so badly, I'm afraid you're going to have to come to me."
"Seems like you finally gained a bit of sense." She refolded the paper, neatly placing it back. "What a waste of paper," she said, holding the envelope up by the bottom corner. "Still, I suppose you have improved."
She lowered the envelope, blinking a few times as she realized what she was doing. "Okay, Isis, he's not here, so stop talking to him." She as going insane; she had to be. Why else would she imagine talking to him in the first place? Her purpose for talking to him would always be strictly duty, nothing else. "Though it would be nice to have someone to talk to once in a while." She did get lonely every so often, ever since Malik had decided to go back to Egypt.
With a heavy sigh, she placed the letter down on the table. She was still questioning her decision, questioning why she put herself through this endless torture. She walked slowly to the window, watching as one of the birds flew off. "Seto, I know my future. It's time I showed you yours." As she leaned on the windowsill, a single tear ran down her cheek. Through her own veil of despair, she could dimly see Shizuka walking by across the street.
"Honda, I'm pretty sure I can make it the rest of the way by myself," Shizuka insisted.
"Nonsense. Your brother would kill me if he found out I let you travel the city by yourself." Oh, yes, her wonderful brother who was always so concerned about her. She had actually come to see him but no one answered the door at the apartment. Figuring he wasn't home, she tried looking for him at Yuugi's house. However, Yuugi's grandfather had informed her that Yuugi had gone to Jounouchi's house the night before. Not knowing where else to go, she went out in search of their other friends. If only her brother would have answered his phone then she wouldn't be in this mess right now.
Unfortunately, Honda had been the one to find her and had practically demanded the privilege to escort her home. "No, really. I'm fine." She had to think of a way to get out of this. She needed to have a private conversation with her brother, one Honda couldn't hear. "As soon as I find my brother he'll want to have me all to himself."
"I'll just take you to his apartment." She had tried to tell him that her brother wasn't home, but apparently he hadn't been listening. She sighed, deciding it would just be better for her to go along with him for the time being. Maybe while he was left feeling stupid outside the apartment, she could sneak quietly away.
Honda stood knocking on the door, tilting his head to the side. Shizuka suppressed her giggle, waiting for her moment to creep away. In the meantime, it was all too amusing watching him stand there puzzled. "That's odd. He should be home."
He turned towards her, asking the question with his eyes. "I told you before, he's not home." If only she wouldn't have to take those words back. Her brother came out of the apartment, looking disheveled with his clothes rumpled and his hair mused, immediately closing the door behind him. "Onichan!" Out of the corner of her eyes she noticed Honda looking at him skeptically. "Where were you earlier?"
"I was here," he said, both hands behind his back. "Why?" he asked, looking between the two of them. Shizuka had never seen him look so uncomfortable.
"I need to talk to you," she informed him, finally getting him to focus on her. "It's important," she added in a whisper.
"Now's not a good time," he said, leaning his head towards the closed door. "Maybe I could stop by tomorrow?" She was a bit disappointed, yet she still nodded her consent. He obviously had something else going on at the moment which would detract his attention from her anyway.
"Is Yuugi still here?" she asked innocently. She wanted to say hi to him if he was.
"Why do you smell like chocolate?" Honda asked suddenly before her brother got a chance to answer her. Well, wasn't he being rude?
"I was making chocolate pudding," he said defensively, backing into the door. "What's it to you?"
Uh-oh, Shizuka thought, backing away. This could not end well. Why did Honda have to bring something up anyway? "Now, were you planning on eating it regular or kinky style?" Oh god, this was not pretty.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"I think you have a girl in there," Honda said, trying to get around Jounouchi and to the door. "So who's going to do the licking, you or your partner? Or are you going to split it?"
"Don't talk like that in front of my sister!" he threatened; however, he did not move from his post in front of the door. "Besides, the only other person in there is Yuugi and you know as well as I do, he loves chocolate."
"Yes, but I'm sure it tastes even better when it's the topping to a certain Jounouchi-kun," Honda teased.
"That's it! I warned you about those jokes. Get out," he ordered, shoving Honda towards the stairs. Shizuka followed them, enjoying Honda's sounds of protests. She had tried to warn him after all; he just hadn't been willing to listen. Maybe next time he would pay more attention to what she was saying. Her brother sent Honda well on his way down the stairs before turning his attention to her. "So, I'll see you tomorrow, Shizuka?"
"Sure," she said with a smile, leaning up to give him a kiss on the cheek. He grinned at her waving as she began her way cheerfully down the steps. Things were beginning to look up.
It wasn't long before she caught up with Honda. "Thanks for your help but I think I'm going to go home now."
"Then I'll escort you safely there," he said. She sighed, rolling her eyes to the sky. Honestly, couldn't he see she just wanted to be alone for a while? Why did he think he had to be her constant guardian anyway? As her eyes turned to the side, she saw him walking tall and proud on the other side of the road. She watched him as long as she could, glad something good had finally come out of this day.
Meanwhile, Seto was trying to convince himself that he was not obsessed. Just because he wanted to do something and wanted it done right did not make him some kind of obsessive freak. He had called a break twenty minutes ago at work because he had found himself doodling a small map of Egypt on his desk. Thinking some fresh air would do him good, he announced a break, heading out to do a lap around the block. However, one had turned into several and his associates were probably beginning to panic. Oh well, that wasn't important at the moment. What he needed to be worrying about at the moment was shy he had been doodling a map of Egypt on his desk. There had been several pieces of paper floating about he could have used, but, no, he had to draw on his desk.
Granted, the project was weighing heavily on his mind. Wondering how the computer was doing with its job, he considered if he should call Mokuba and find out. Nah, that action would push him into the classification of one obsessed. Retribution would be sweet he mused silently. After all, that was the whole purpose of this project, despite what computer thought. Besides, what did a computer know? And since when did his computer decide she was going to play matchmaker? He supposed that was the price he had to pay for programming a gender into the system. Next time he promised himself his computer would be neuter. Perhaps then it would be a bit more cooperative.
A bird flew directly in front of him, and he stopped, mentally cursing all birds. He watched it as it flew up to a nearby tree branch, landing beside a nest. He watched the bird for a moment, and then his gaze was pulled gently to the side. A young woman with long dark hair was leaning out the window, watching the same birds he was. He supposed she was beautiful – his body certainly seemed to think so. He saw her tense, a gesture he was sure he had seen before in a similar woman. She turned towards him suddenly, and their eyes locked for a brief moment. He bit his bottom lip recoiling slightly. "Damn you, Isis," he cursed vehemently. He spun on his heel, furious he had thought, however briefly, that Isis was beautiful. He was so involved in his own thoughts, he didn't realize he had stepped right into the middle of the road. A screeching of brakes combined with a purple convertible nearly running into his leg brought him back to the reality of the situation.
"Why don't you learn to watch where you're going?" He knew that voice. There was only one female he knew that ever would dare to speak like that to him. Frankly, he did not feel like dealing with her at the moment. In fact, he had actually been hoping he would never have to deal with her again. Too bad she had woken up from the coma. He had no respect for people who were so highly attracted to mutts. Something had to be mentally wrong with a person like that. "Kaiba, do you realize you don't own this road? What the hell are you doing?"
He stole a glance over his shoulder to Isis' open window. She was gone, and frowning, he turned his attention back to Mai. "My business is none of your concern," he informed her coolly, fixing one of his best death glares on her.
"Actually, I don't really want to know," she said, waving away. "Just get the hell out of my way before I run you over." He scowled at her, stepping back onto the sidewalk. She sped past him, cursing him under her breath as she rounded the corner.
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"I want you to be there when I inform my family of the change in our relationship," Yuugi said, turning around in the doorway to face Jounouchi. "Can you come over tomorrow night?"
Jounouchi nodded. "I'll be there as soon as I get back from visiting Shizuka." He placed his hand on Yuugi's shoulder, leaning down to capture his lips. "I promise," he whispered. He kissed Yuugi again before turning him around and pushing him gently out the door. "Now get going before your family begins to wonder what happened to you."
Yuugi smiled at him, waving over his shoulder. "I'll see you tomorrow, Jounouchi-kun." Jounouchi smiled fondly before closing his door. On his way back to the living room, he accidentally bumped the table, knocking a glass to the floor. With a frustrated sigh, he bent down to pick up the pieces, cutting himself on one of the smaller pieces. He cursed to himself, sucking on his injured thumb. After picking up the rest of the pieces, he went to stand by the window, staring up at the night sky.
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