* * *
Tea was suddenly startled by an angry, fierce sound. She familiarized the noise with those of an aggressive elephant that she saw on an Animal Planet episode aired last week. She was sure that no elephant would be wandering around 'The Concrete Jungle'; the zoo being miles and miles away with mating season outdated.
Kaiba, absolutely fuming, stomped towards Tea, his face screwed up in the angriest features possible. "Some idiot made off with the motor to the limo," he grumbled. "Sometimes, I forget I'm in New York."
"That's okay," assured Tea. "If we walk, maybe we can make it before night."
"If we're lucky!" he muttered, scowling as he shoved his hands into his pockets.
Tea's stomach gave a sudden, loud growl. She reddened as Kaiba checked his Rolex watch. "Time for lunch. Let's stop by a restaurant, shall we?"
She glanced and noticed a hotdog vendor near by. "Why don't we go there?" she pointed out. "It's much closer."
He wrinkled his nose in utter distaste. "What? Eat that disgusting filth?"
Tea dragged him to the stand. "C'mon!"
Kaiba glared, furious. She didn't seem to notice. 'The nerve!' he thought angrily. He would've fired her then and there, but remembered that he didn't even hire her yet.
She had ordered three super-sized jumbo dogs with the works. A sickening amount of ketchup was smothered all over. Huge dollops of chunky chopped onions hailed. A river of bright yellow mustard dripped at the ends. Cheese strips sprinkled the surface and thick relish bathed the upper part of the bun. It looked like she was only eating a mess of condiments.
"That is revolting! How can you eat that?" Kaiba wrinkled his nose in distaste.
Tea gulped down a hunk of hotdog. "Very carefully," she joked, wiping away the cheese on her chin. She eyed his lunch. "How can you eat that?" Tea asked, pretending to be repulsed.
He was working on a carton of low-fat yogurt, a half-peeled banana, and bottled mountain water. He scowled. "Not everyone is as lithe as you. I have to watch what I eat."
She smiled. "You have to splurge once in awhile," she said, munching on potato chips. "I'll help you get into shape."
Before he could say anything else, she grasped his hand. "Let's go to the park."
"Why?"
"We can walk around and digest. Plus I heard they planted new flowers." Tea gave him the old big doe eyes that Mokuba had obtained at the young age of six as a deadly weapon. Oh no. The sniffles. Her hands were clasped together in plea.
People were staring as they passed them. Kaiba frowned. "Let's just make this quick, alright?" he growled, turning away.
Tea suddenly wrapped her arms around him. "Thanks!"
He gritted his teeth and brushed her away. "Let's just hurry!" He stormed away leaving her speechless as she was clueless.
* * *
Tea let her legs dangle as she slowly swung, contently chewing on a chocolate ice cream sandwich. She paused to let her tongue flicker out to sweep away the crumbs and ice cream. She quickly crumpled the wrapper and tossed it into a garbage can.
"Score!" she cheered. Tea glanced at Kaiba. "Let's have a swinging contest! Who ever loses as to buy the winner onion rings!"
"Onion rings?" Kaiba made a face. "And shouldn't you wait at least 30 minutes after eating before doing any physical activity?"
She stared at him, amazed. "You really care?"
He glared at her. "I just don't want a sick house keeper on my hands."
Tea leaned back, her hands firmly curled over the chain, as she swayed. She pushed harder and harder, moving back and forth, the wind whispering in her ears softly. Tea kicked up her legs more until she was soaring. She giggled as she let one hand astray to touch the sky.
Kaiba looked on warily as he sat down on a bench. Tea was really pumping now and she got higher and higher until he thought she would smash into a cloud. Her airy dark hair swished into pendulant poses, hypnotizing him. Her bright eyes shone and a childish smile stretched her mouth. So naïve. So carefree.
Before she could fly up with the birds, she shouted. "Okay, Kaiba! I'm gonna jump!"
"What?!" His eyes expanded. "Are you mad!? You'll break you neck!"
"I'm an expert!" she yelled as she swung. "I've done this for years! If you don't believe me, then catch me!"
Kaiba clenched his teeth. "You are crazy-"
"One . . .!"
"If you even think-"
"Two . . .!"
"I'm going to save your life-!"
"THREE!" She was catapulted up into the air. The swing was suspended in midair and twisted with no rider. Kaiba sprang up and ran in front of her; his arms wide open. He felt her collapse on to his chest; the very breath knocked right out of him. Kaiba grabbed her waist and felt gravity dragging them down.
"Omph!" They crashed into the ground.
He opened his eyes. Tea was crouched on top of him, wincing. She pulled a stray strand of loose hair from her face. "You okay?" she whispered.
Kaiba let reality sink. He was in a public park. In a children's play ground. His housekeeper was on top of him. His housekeeper was his greatest enemy's best friend. He just saved her. She was inches from his face. He probably had a broken rib. The whole thing seemed unreal.
Too bad it WAS real.
* * *
Tea was suddenly startled by an angry, fierce sound. She familiarized the noise with those of an aggressive elephant that she saw on an Animal Planet episode aired last week. She was sure that no elephant would be wandering around 'The Concrete Jungle'; the zoo being miles and miles away with mating season outdated.
Kaiba, absolutely fuming, stomped towards Tea, his face screwed up in the angriest features possible. "Some idiot made off with the motor to the limo," he grumbled. "Sometimes, I forget I'm in New York."
"That's okay," assured Tea. "If we walk, maybe we can make it before night."
"If we're lucky!" he muttered, scowling as he shoved his hands into his pockets.
Tea's stomach gave a sudden, loud growl. She reddened as Kaiba checked his Rolex watch. "Time for lunch. Let's stop by a restaurant, shall we?"
She glanced and noticed a hotdog vendor near by. "Why don't we go there?" she pointed out. "It's much closer."
He wrinkled his nose in utter distaste. "What? Eat that disgusting filth?"
Tea dragged him to the stand. "C'mon!"
Kaiba glared, furious. She didn't seem to notice. 'The nerve!' he thought angrily. He would've fired her then and there, but remembered that he didn't even hire her yet.
She had ordered three super-sized jumbo dogs with the works. A sickening amount of ketchup was smothered all over. Huge dollops of chunky chopped onions hailed. A river of bright yellow mustard dripped at the ends. Cheese strips sprinkled the surface and thick relish bathed the upper part of the bun. It looked like she was only eating a mess of condiments.
"That is revolting! How can you eat that?" Kaiba wrinkled his nose in distaste.
Tea gulped down a hunk of hotdog. "Very carefully," she joked, wiping away the cheese on her chin. She eyed his lunch. "How can you eat that?" Tea asked, pretending to be repulsed.
He was working on a carton of low-fat yogurt, a half-peeled banana, and bottled mountain water. He scowled. "Not everyone is as lithe as you. I have to watch what I eat."
She smiled. "You have to splurge once in awhile," she said, munching on potato chips. "I'll help you get into shape."
Before he could say anything else, she grasped his hand. "Let's go to the park."
"Why?"
"We can walk around and digest. Plus I heard they planted new flowers." Tea gave him the old big doe eyes that Mokuba had obtained at the young age of six as a deadly weapon. Oh no. The sniffles. Her hands were clasped together in plea.
People were staring as they passed them. Kaiba frowned. "Let's just make this quick, alright?" he growled, turning away.
Tea suddenly wrapped her arms around him. "Thanks!"
He gritted his teeth and brushed her away. "Let's just hurry!" He stormed away leaving her speechless as she was clueless.
* * *
Tea let her legs dangle as she slowly swung, contently chewing on a chocolate ice cream sandwich. She paused to let her tongue flicker out to sweep away the crumbs and ice cream. She quickly crumpled the wrapper and tossed it into a garbage can.
"Score!" she cheered. Tea glanced at Kaiba. "Let's have a swinging contest! Who ever loses as to buy the winner onion rings!"
"Onion rings?" Kaiba made a face. "And shouldn't you wait at least 30 minutes after eating before doing any physical activity?"
She stared at him, amazed. "You really care?"
He glared at her. "I just don't want a sick house keeper on my hands."
Tea leaned back, her hands firmly curled over the chain, as she swayed. She pushed harder and harder, moving back and forth, the wind whispering in her ears softly. Tea kicked up her legs more until she was soaring. She giggled as she let one hand astray to touch the sky.
Kaiba looked on warily as he sat down on a bench. Tea was really pumping now and she got higher and higher until he thought she would smash into a cloud. Her airy dark hair swished into pendulant poses, hypnotizing him. Her bright eyes shone and a childish smile stretched her mouth. So naïve. So carefree.
Before she could fly up with the birds, she shouted. "Okay, Kaiba! I'm gonna jump!"
"What?!" His eyes expanded. "Are you mad!? You'll break you neck!"
"I'm an expert!" she yelled as she swung. "I've done this for years! If you don't believe me, then catch me!"
Kaiba clenched his teeth. "You are crazy-"
"One . . .!"
"If you even think-"
"Two . . .!"
"I'm going to save your life-!"
"THREE!" She was catapulted up into the air. The swing was suspended in midair and twisted with no rider. Kaiba sprang up and ran in front of her; his arms wide open. He felt her collapse on to his chest; the very breath knocked right out of him. Kaiba grabbed her waist and felt gravity dragging them down.
"Omph!" They crashed into the ground.
He opened his eyes. Tea was crouched on top of him, wincing. She pulled a stray strand of loose hair from her face. "You okay?" she whispered.
Kaiba let reality sink. He was in a public park. In a children's play ground. His housekeeper was on top of him. His housekeeper was his greatest enemy's best friend. He just saved her. She was inches from his face. He probably had a broken rib. The whole thing seemed unreal.
Too bad it WAS real.
* * *
