Disclaimer: Don't own it but even if I could I wouldn't want to really maybe just influence the plot some.
A/N: I've decided I'm gonna try to update this just to see if anybody cares about it. This chapter is the Seto/Ryou one. Yay! It's in Seto's point of view. I know the other chapter was in third person but I like writing this way. I guess this is kinda AU now that battle city has started but we'll ignore that okay.
Rachel: Do you actually think anybody will read this?
Maybe I'll get lucky.
Rachel: Doubt it.
Stop being mean and let the chapter start.
Chapter: *is taping its foot impatiently*
All right you can start now.
Chapter: Good.
Chapter two
"Seto, please-" You start but I silence you by giving you a look. " No Ryou, I've told you already I won't do it." You're sitting on the small couch that's off to the side of the room. You look perfect here among the books, even if you do have a pouty look on your face. I came down here to find a book to help with my newest duel disk system and you followed me down still pleading with me.
"But Seto what about all the people who'll lose there jobs? Do you want them to loose everything they have?" I look at you, your compassion for complete strangers has always amazed me and maybe that's one of the reasons I love you.
"Ryou," I say climbing down from the ladder holding the book I had been looking for "Don't worry. They will give in. Believe me. That company is weak without Pegasus there to control it. I know what I'm doing."
You regard me with uncertainty "If you say so."
"Of course I say so." I wrap an arm around your waist as we leave the library and head towards my office upstairs. " Do you know where Mokuba is? It's getting a little late." I glance at my watch confirming my worries. "He's usually home by 6:30 and it's almost seven now. Maybe I should call him and see where he is." I reach for my cell phone that is in the pocket of my slacks. I have just opened it as it begins to ring.
"Yes?" I answer and hear an unfamiliar voice on the other end.
"Mr. Kiaba? This is Croque one of Industrial Illusions executives. We would like to meet with you about your terms."
I smirk satisfied with myself " Is that so? When?" I mouth Pegasus to you since you've been watching with curiosity. You nod your head and sit on the stairs waiting for me to finish the call.
"If it would be convenient for you Sir we'd like to hold the meeting now." Croque simpers.
"That will be fine, where?" You hand me my white trench coat and kiss my cheek saying, " I'll call Mokuba."
"Well actually we're waiting at Kiaba Corp." Kiaba Corp? What idiot let them in? Somebody's going to loose their job for this.
"I'll be there." I close the connection and turn to look at you. "See?" I ask smugly I know I sound arrogant but I can't help wanting to prove I'm right.
You have a look of amused irritation on your face that I find funny. I laugh softly at first but then you look even more irritated and I can't help but laugh even more. " I'll see you later. Could you wait until Mokuba gets home before going back to your house?" I love you so much and I wish you could just stay here with me but you have to stay at home even though your father isn't always there.
"Of course." You smile and wrap your arms around my neck kissing me deeply "Call me and tell me how it goes."
"I could answer you right now instead." I offer with mock seriousness. You smile in a way that says: "Go before I decide to keep you here because you're so damn cute."
I kiss you one last time before going out the door. I call my driver and he pulls up within seconds. As I settle in to the back seat I can't help thinking about you. You've changed my life. You made it so much brighter; I can laugh with you and be so much more carefree than I have ever been before. Even with Mokuba I always had to be the responsible one. With you I can let all of it go away for a while.
But now I need to think about the meeting. It shouldn't be hard to get them to bend to my will but I need to be ready for anything.
A/N: Well? Is it okay? Should I continue? I don't know whether I should or not. Does that *points up* sound like Kiaba? I like writing this way but I'm not sure if I do it very well.
Rachel: Will you stop worrying. I'm sure the readers have better things to than listening to your questions
Yeah you're probably right. Well ciao everybody hope you like this.
A/N: I've decided I'm gonna try to update this just to see if anybody cares about it. This chapter is the Seto/Ryou one. Yay! It's in Seto's point of view. I know the other chapter was in third person but I like writing this way. I guess this is kinda AU now that battle city has started but we'll ignore that okay.
Rachel: Do you actually think anybody will read this?
Maybe I'll get lucky.
Rachel: Doubt it.
Stop being mean and let the chapter start.
Chapter: *is taping its foot impatiently*
All right you can start now.
Chapter: Good.
Chapter two
"Seto, please-" You start but I silence you by giving you a look. " No Ryou, I've told you already I won't do it." You're sitting on the small couch that's off to the side of the room. You look perfect here among the books, even if you do have a pouty look on your face. I came down here to find a book to help with my newest duel disk system and you followed me down still pleading with me.
"But Seto what about all the people who'll lose there jobs? Do you want them to loose everything they have?" I look at you, your compassion for complete strangers has always amazed me and maybe that's one of the reasons I love you.
"Ryou," I say climbing down from the ladder holding the book I had been looking for "Don't worry. They will give in. Believe me. That company is weak without Pegasus there to control it. I know what I'm doing."
You regard me with uncertainty "If you say so."
"Of course I say so." I wrap an arm around your waist as we leave the library and head towards my office upstairs. " Do you know where Mokuba is? It's getting a little late." I glance at my watch confirming my worries. "He's usually home by 6:30 and it's almost seven now. Maybe I should call him and see where he is." I reach for my cell phone that is in the pocket of my slacks. I have just opened it as it begins to ring.
"Yes?" I answer and hear an unfamiliar voice on the other end.
"Mr. Kiaba? This is Croque one of Industrial Illusions executives. We would like to meet with you about your terms."
I smirk satisfied with myself " Is that so? When?" I mouth Pegasus to you since you've been watching with curiosity. You nod your head and sit on the stairs waiting for me to finish the call.
"If it would be convenient for you Sir we'd like to hold the meeting now." Croque simpers.
"That will be fine, where?" You hand me my white trench coat and kiss my cheek saying, " I'll call Mokuba."
"Well actually we're waiting at Kiaba Corp." Kiaba Corp? What idiot let them in? Somebody's going to loose their job for this.
"I'll be there." I close the connection and turn to look at you. "See?" I ask smugly I know I sound arrogant but I can't help wanting to prove I'm right.
You have a look of amused irritation on your face that I find funny. I laugh softly at first but then you look even more irritated and I can't help but laugh even more. " I'll see you later. Could you wait until Mokuba gets home before going back to your house?" I love you so much and I wish you could just stay here with me but you have to stay at home even though your father isn't always there.
"Of course." You smile and wrap your arms around my neck kissing me deeply "Call me and tell me how it goes."
"I could answer you right now instead." I offer with mock seriousness. You smile in a way that says: "Go before I decide to keep you here because you're so damn cute."
I kiss you one last time before going out the door. I call my driver and he pulls up within seconds. As I settle in to the back seat I can't help thinking about you. You've changed my life. You made it so much brighter; I can laugh with you and be so much more carefree than I have ever been before. Even with Mokuba I always had to be the responsible one. With you I can let all of it go away for a while.
But now I need to think about the meeting. It shouldn't be hard to get them to bend to my will but I need to be ready for anything.
A/N: Well? Is it okay? Should I continue? I don't know whether I should or not. Does that *points up* sound like Kiaba? I like writing this way but I'm not sure if I do it very well.
Rachel: Will you stop worrying. I'm sure the readers have better things to than listening to your questions
Yeah you're probably right. Well ciao everybody hope you like this.