Home…
Banging on the door
Run have to run
Can't run but have to
Dark so dark and then
Free
Run feet run
Don't stop
Can't stop running
*
"We're in Japan…"
I'm in Japan…
Suddenly the sides of Isis's head began throbbing- the beginnings of a horrible headache. A mishmash of thoughts and events flooded her head, blue eyes, strange men, a plane, running in the rain, a dragon. Nothing made sense anymore.
"Are you okay…?" The little boy with the sweet smile, Mokuba, was looking at her worriedly.
Isis smiled at him. "I'm fine, still a little tired I think."
All traces of worry immediately vanished from his face. He took the now empty plate from her lap and out of nowhere a maid appeared and whisked it away.
Mokuba flashed another one of his beautiful smiles her way. "So do you like your room? We fixed it up for you after we found you by the statue."
Found? "Um, what statue?"
"The Blue Eyes White Dragon statue. I found you there in the rain. Then we brought you here," he said proudly.
She smiled inwardly at his boasting. "Thank you." She glanced around the room. "You said 'we'. Who's-"
Her words were cut off by the sound of the door swinging open. Mokuba swiveled around and she looked to see a most beautiful creature standing by the door. Brown hair framed a pale face. She found herself caught in his gaze, fixed in place by his eyes.
Blue eyes.
"Ah, nii-sama!" Mokuba scrambled off the bed and towards the man at the door.
And the brother spoke, making no notice of the dark haired cherub now at his side. He spoke and his words were directed at her.
"Ahlan wa Sahlan."
*
8:32 AM
9-16-03
From: H093
To: H094
Re: Subject Location Confirmed
Subject is located at KC Mansion. Is currently under care of KS. Reasons unknown.
8:45 AM
9-16-03
From: H093
To: H094
Re: Subject Location Confirmed
Excellent. Begin surveillance on mansion immediately. Start new file on KS.
*
"Ahlan wa Sahlan."
The girl's azure eyes widened at the sound of his voice. She leapt out of bed and threw herself at Kaiba. Long slender fingers took hold of the front of his shirt as she began asking millions of questions, words he couldn't understand, in a language he didn't know.
She stared up at him with desperate, pleading eyes. The tone of her voice changed and she began repeating the same thing over and over- begging him to- To answer, to help her- what she wanted he didn't know. And as Kaiba took in this enigma that fate had thrown in his path, he experienced an entirely new feeling.
For the first time, Kaiba Seto was at a loss.
And as quickly as it happened, the feeling of helplessness was gone.
Regaining his composure, Kaiba firmly took her hands in his and removed them from his person. Those wide blue eyes watched him in confusion.
"Mokuba." At the sound of his name, Mokuba blinked and snapped out of the shock from the scene he had just witnessed.
"Yeah, Nii-sama?"
"Don't waste too much time on this girl. Understood?"
His little brother nodded and Kaiba walked away, conscious of those eyes on his back as the girl watched him leave.
In his mind her foreign words echoed, accompanied by the image of that lost expression on her face. She had expected him…to do something. Something that he hadn't done; hadn't been able to do.
He scowled.
Damn her…
*
Tariq swore after reading his last received email. This assignment was getting ridiculous. What had started out as a simple kidnapping had turned into a baby-sitting job.
'Begin surveillance on mansion immediately.'
Surveillance on the Kaiba mansion. How in hell was he supposed to get close enough to the home of Japan's richest brat? The place was swarming with bodyguards and staff, not to mention millions of dollars worth of frigging high-tech security systems. Trying to break in would be murder.
He stared at the message and the black and white directive stared back at him. Trying to break into the Kaiba mansion would be murder but disobeying an order would be suicidal.
Shit…
Tariq absently watched the mansion from his post down the street as he considered his options. First thing that came to mind was installing his equipment inside the mansion so he could monitor the comings and goings from a safe distance. But that was impossible, he realized as he watched the amount of people outside the building even at this hour in the morning. He smiled wryly. A bunch of suits tripping over each other.
And then, Tariq got an idea.
He laughed and sent his reply.
*
9:06 AM
9-16-03
From: H093
To: H094
Re: Surveillance
Beginning internal surveillance of mansion and subject. Will report once positioned.
*
What just happened here?
Isis sat on the bed, her head throbbing intensely. Now she was thoroughly confused. First, the warm reception from Mokuba then his older brother who came in, welcomed her, ignored her and left.
Ow, my head…
She rubbed her temple, a vain attempt to ease the pain. The girl turned and realized Mokuba was still there and still watching her every movement.
"Sorry about my brother," he said, almost sheepishly. "Seto's just…like that." He shrugged and she received another one of his endearing smiles. "Well, I have to go but I'll be back in a while."
Her eyes opened in horror as she thought about being here in this strange place without this little boy.
Mokuba noticed her expression and laughed. "It's okay- you don't have to worry." He pointed to a door to the right of the bed. "Your bathroom's over there, so you can use it if you want." He turned and began to leave. "I'll be back later."
"Ne, Mokuba-chan…"
He turned. "What?"
Isis touched the sleeve of the flannel pajamas she was wearing. "My clothes…"
"There are some clothes in the closet- make yourself at home. Well, later." And Mokuba left her all alone in the strange room.
She sat there by herself, waiting for a few moments, a part of her hoping that he would come back. But he didn't.
She sighed. Might as well take him up on that bathroom offer...
*
Kaiba stalked inside his office and slammed the door behind him. He sat at his desk and began checking his files. He was in a bad mood, for reasons he couldn't explain, even to himself.
An update beeped in the lower right corner of the massive monitor, demanding his attention. Warily, he double-clicked on it. The title of the message leaped off the screen.
RESULTS OF BACKGROUND CHECK
He sat up. They wanted his attention, well, now they had it. He clicked again and the contents of the message appeared.
Subject: Isis (Last Name unknown)
First appeared at KC outer premises. Reasons unknown.
Gender: Female
Estimated age: 17
Nationality: Unknown – suspected to have some Egyptian ties
History: Unknown – No matches found.
Kaiba stared at the computer in disbelief. Assholes. That's what he was working with. A bunch of incompetent assholes. He asked for information on the girl- not asinine observations that a fourth grader could have made. What was he paying these people for? Japan's finest and they give him a lousy half a paragraph of data. He closed the window, disgusted.
He reached in his pocket and took out her necklace. An eye. A gold eye. He flipped it over. The strange hieroglyphs were still there, and he still had no idea what they meant. But at least 'Japan's finest' had one thing right. She did have some Arabic ties.
The memory of her face when he greeted her in Arabic came back to him. Those eyes sorrowed blue eyes as she pleaded with him in a language that was her own.
That face…
Kaiba scowled and opened up a new window and began typing with vengeance. If you wanted something done right, it was easier to just do it yourself.
*
Okay…Bath time…
Isis still didn't know why she was here or where her kidnappers were (or if the Kaiba brothers were actually the ones who kidnapped her, although that seemed unlikely) or what would happen to her. But she was taking this one step at a time. Thinking about her situation only led to headaches and headaches never helped anything.
The girl walked to the bathroom door and pulled it open. And was amazed.
The bathroom was immense; larger than anything she had ever seen before. Beautiful intricate white tiles covered the walls and the floor. Beautiful fluffy towels and rugs, all with delicate embroidery. The face basin (not a sink; a basin) gleaming silver handles and faucet. Above it hung a large mirror with transparent kanji running down the sides. The entire room blended together, a blue and white shiny wonder.
In the mirror, a bedraggled girl with dirty brown skin and tangled black hair stared back at her with a bewildered expression.
Still in awe, she made her way to the walk in closet. And there she found clothes.
Clothes in every shade of colour imaginable, in every style, design and pattern. Skirts, blouses, jeans, dresses. There was enough in here to clothe ten females for any occasion. From casual outfits to a few articles she had never even dreamed of ever wearing. She fingered a pale lavender kimono in wonder. She looked down and was assaulted by a multitude of shoes.
Isis walked around the closet, trying to take it all in. Hangers and hangers of clothing- all with the tags still attached. The new clothes smell was so thick, it was intoxicating. Then she noticed that there was a dresser.
Curious, she opened the top drawer. Underwear. White, pink, blue, purple, flowered, Hello Kitty underwear. She pulled open the second drawer. Socks, stockings and more socks. She bent and opened the bottom drawer. Sanitary napkins and other feminine products.
Face warm, she shut the drawer and went to the colossal bathtub, began to fill it up and dumped an entire bottle of bubble bath in. She stripped and got into the tub.
As the water began to rise and the bubbles started to form, she closed her eyes.
'Just make yourself at home.'
And more than ever now, that's just where Isis wanted to be.
*
10:03 AM
9-16-03
From: H094
To: R
Re: Subject observation
H093 has begun monitoring subject. Information to be sent with the next 24 hours.
*
Far away where I don't belong…
Please…Tell me why I am here…
*
AN:
Ahlan wa Sahlan – Welcome (Arabic)
Chapter 3- Finally! @_@ Sorry, I've been busy with school, etc, etc. Next chapter will be up sooner- I promise!
Kisses to all my reviewers and to the wonderful people who've added me to their favorites! Love you all! ^o^
*~Stolen Kisses*~