Aw, thank you all for the sweet reviews! ::hands out Seto plushies:: They're such an inspiration to me!
I can't help it, but the way Seto acts and dresses in this chapter just makes you wanna drool all over yourself ::laughs:: He just seems like the kind of person that, when he wants something, goes after it and will get it.
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Isis kept a smile on all day, even as she rushed about the kitchen and around the house greeting guests and making sure everything were perfect. The once large house seemed smaller now that people of Domino had arrived. A few Egyptians and Indians had also arrived as planned. It was a mixed crowd, and Isis was more than glad that so many people were getting along under her roof. Seto's gift caused her smile to widen and a strange feeling to spread throughout her body. Even though he hadn't arrived yet, the suspense was killing her. No one had ever gotten her something so extravagant, and frankly, she didn't know how to thank him.
"Isis!" Malik popped into the house with Rishid, holding a thick stack of papers. The aforementioned woman looked up, currently surrounded by a large group of beaming people. She politely excused herself and walked over to the foyer.
"Malik, Rishid! It's five in the after noon... what took you two so long? You left at seven this morning?" The woman looked expectantly at the two.
"Well... Rishid decided to take me out to shop and eat since... I MADE IT! I can go to college early!" Malik exclaimed, holding the papers up.
"What? That's wonderful, Malik!" Isis smiled, pulling her younger brother into a bone crushing hug.
"Isis I need to breathe too!" He laughed, causing Isis' broad smile to turn into a sheepish one.
"Have you decided where you're going to go?"
"Well, that should be obvious, Domino University of course!" He laughed when a thought came to his mind. "... Where's Merik? I want to rub this in his face!" Pulling Rishid along with him, Malik left a chuckling Isis in the foyer still.
"Oh great party thrower woman!" Came a familiar voice as the latter were heading into the kitchen.
"Sapna, you can be really ridiculous at times..." Isis shook her head, smiling still.
"Heh..." Her smirk faded at Isis' next question.
"When's Samuel going to be here...?"
"You know him. When he doesn't want to get killed by two yami's, a little brother, a guardian and an Egyptian woman, he'll turn up 'fashionably' late." She rolled her eyes as she spat out the mere mention of him.
"I see. Well, the boys don't know yet. I haven't told them."
"Ah." Sapna nodded. "Well, do tell when he gets over here, I would greatly like to see him running around on fire." Chuckling darkly and walking away, Isis could have sworn she saw the Indian yami's hands sparking a fire.
A few hours later, around seven, the house was beginning to reach its max with people. It was more than packed, for that was definitely the world's largest understatement. Luckily enough, the patio had been readied as well, so the flow of people filled that area also. Music blared, lights dimmed or off and drinks in crystal glasses were eagerly passed around. Making her way into the dining room to greet some more friends from her homeland, Isis found people gathered at the window, watching something interesting outside. She decided it would be too much trouble to attempt to see through there as well. Isis opened the front door to meet even more people outside as well, but not failing to notice the slick black and chrome limo parking in front of her house, making space even around all the cars down the street. The door opened, causing a flurry of butterflies to fill the woman's stomach in anxiety. She was speechless now, not knowing what to say to the CEO who had helped her in such a great dilemma.
Seto stepped out of the car after Mokuba, who was grinning happily at the many familiar faces. Today the CEO wore a black trench style suit once more, this time lined with a deep blue, almost black that blended in with the rest of the ebony suit. Gold cuffs glittered on the edges of his sleeves and his black boots seemed to give him an even more air of dominance as he ignored the driver who opened the door for him.
"I wish you the most entertainment tonight, Master Kaiba." He bowed deeply and shut the door after the young man. Taking out a silver and leather wallet, he handed the driver a few bills.
"Go somewhere to amuse yourself, I plan on being here a while." Kaiba smirked and secured the wallet back into his back pocket and headed up the grand driveway, taking note of all the beautiful statues around the lawn with many fountains and gardens with labyrinths of rose bushes and other plants. Of course, he'd never admit he admired the landscaping of anything other than his own mansion. He stopped when he saw the main thing that had been on his mind for a while now.
"Kaiba, it is good to see you." She smiled slightly, seemingly nervous about something.
"Hm. I see you brought the entire clan of idiots as well." He said dryly as the two of them watched Mokuba make his quick way over to Yugi and the others.
"There is nothing wrong with them, if that is what you're implying." She finally made eye contact, emerald meeting with sapphire. "Do you mind if we spoke privately? There is something I wish to speak with you about..."
"Alright. Show the way, 'hostess'." He chuckled darkly, following the curvy woman inside to her own room. The only place in the entire house not inhabited and over flowing with people, that and Rishid's room of course. The brunette raised an eyebrow as they entered, taking in the high glossed cherry oak furniture of canopy bed, armour, two night stands and many studio and recess lights in the ceiling. The walls were a deep lavender, and the carpet a misty silvery color. Every place were decoration could be had were little nick knacks and statues of Egyptian gods and such, some looking pretty ancient. It looked like something typical for Isis Ishtar to live in.
"Sit, please." She said kindly after closing the door. The two sat awkwardly in the corner, where a large cherry oak table and chairs were. She didn't bother moving the books and other things from the desk from work.
"Why so private?"
"I... I just wanted to thank you for what you did for me yesterday... I really appreciate it, Kaiba." Isis continued, ignoring his question.
"That may be nice and all, but you still didn't answer my question." He pointed out.
"Well Kaiba, I didn't think you'd want all of Domino, Egypt, and India to know that you did a good deed, especially something so extravagant and for me of all people."
"What are you trying to say? That I'm attracted to you?" He raised an eyebrow before letting out a cruel laugh.
"No, but you're usually more to yourself, I was looking out for you."
"All right, I see your point. But I'm not saying thank you or anything, especially not to you."
"Your welcome then." She smiled, ignoring the glare across the table.
"By the way, this means that pipsqueak in the dealership needs to get fired, if you'll excuse me," He pulled out the flashing blue cell phone Isis had seen yesterday, only to be objected.
"No Kaiba. You can't do that. For all you know that man needs the money bad, jobs are always taken for granted these days..."
"..." Kaiba uncharacteristically obeyed and put the phone back into his trousers. He had obviously gotten to a point that he wanted to hear.
"I heard about what happened, Ishtar."
"What are you talking about, Kaiba?"
"You loosing your job." He stared at her, never taking his eyes away from her form.
"..." She looked down at the cherry oak table, seemingly put out that Kaiba of all people was the second person to find out about her situation.
"Just like you said, people are always taking their jobs for granted these days." He smirked at her stressed form, obviously enjoying intimidating people and making them uncomfortable.
"Alright, go on, Kaiba. Taunt me, say anything you wish. I'm ready to hear it." She said icily, finally making eye contact with him.
"I wasn-"Before he could finish, the door opened up and in walked two familiar people that Isis knew very well. Sapna trailed behind silently with a scowl across her beautiful features.
"Samuel. When did you arrive in Domino?" The Egyptian woman asked, keeping calm as she stared at the two men. Samuel had shabby charcoal black hair that framed his face and seemed to look more of a bed head than anything else, complimented with ocean blue eyes and tanned skin. He looked to be around early thirties while the man next to him appeared to be around Isis' age. This was Kevin. He had tanned skin, golden eyes and crazy silvery blue hair. He was sweet and always had a thing for Isis, who would always politely decline due to too many things coming up. He tended to just ask at wrong times. Samuel was Egyptian, yet Kevin was Indian but had a heavy British accent and a shy, silent personality.
"Last night at a late night flight. Isis, I need to speak to you privately." Samuel said, eyeing Kaiba uncomfortably. Isis' heart sank, the major conflict had found her instead of her answering the door. Merik, Rishid or Malik had probably answered the door while she was privately talking to Kaiba, she thought to herself.
"Who the hell are you?" Kaiba snapped, glaring at the man.
"I am Isis's co-worker." He muttered something that sounded like 'not any more, anyway' but Kaiba's cold stare only deepened.
"She and he are staying here, so can I." He raised an eyebrow, as if to challenge him. He motioned to Sapna and Kevin while speaking.
"They also work with us." He snapped nervously. "What relation do you have with Isis to stay here?"
Isis' eyes widened as she looked over at Kaiba.
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