Looking Back
Yay! Here's Chapter Three, I named it, "In Da Club" since they are in a club and it's also a song, teehee.
"Are you ready yet?" a male voice asked out of frustration from outside the white door of a bathroom for the tenth time in an hour.
'Mmm..." came a girls voice, "yep..." she paused for about five long minutes, "Right..." a final touch of make-up, "now."
Angel stepped out of the bathroom, smiling. "You like?" she asked teasingly twirling around.
Seto took a step back, "You can't – honestly- does everyone – why do – I meant – you look – are you – great..."
She gave him a perplexed look, obviously she had high self-esteem, "What's, wrong with it?"
"Does everybody dress like this nowadays?" she raised an eyebrow. But, in his opinion, it was strange. She had on a barely there tank-top that exposed most of her stomach and...the chest area. If the silver glitter on the baby blue surface was anymore well, silver he highly thought that he would have gone blind. His eyes traveled down and he saw a white mini-skirt exposing long legs and black heels, the same ones she'd been wearing all day. Make-up was usual, pink tinted lip gloss, blue eye-shadow and mascara. On her arm she wore the charm bracelet Seto had given and then, "GAH! Where did you get that?!" he asked, shocked.
"This?" she looked at a blue moon on her shoulder, "Is temporary, honestly I'd think you'd know better."
"Oh...oh ok then, let's go."
"About time you asked." She said obviously not knowing that she's spent an hour and a half inside the bathroom.
He rolled his eyes, as they went down the elevator and into a limousine.
Music blared all over, neon lights flashed and two people stepped in, "Is this great or what?" she asked excitedly, finding a seat.
"It's very strange..." he commented bluntly ordering two drinks. The bartender peered down at them, while giving them two glasses of whatever was ordered, "Hey! Aren't you that Cali girl? The singer. And you're Seto Kaiba ain't ya?"
She shrugged carelessly, "I don't drink this stuff. Water please."
The bartender didn't seem to mind being bossed around by the famous singer, when he brought back the water Seto had said to him harshly, "You don't tell anyone we're here and before we leave I'll give you, this." He held out a careless pile of cash.
He eyes the money hungrily, "Deal." He said before returning to take another woman's orders.
"Let's go!" she said to him over the music.
"Go where?"
"Dance, silly! Come on!" she pulled his hand. But he stayed to the chair.
"No thanks, you go. I don't dance."
"Hmph, fine. And if anyone asks what should I say?"
"You're name is Isabella or something foreign."
She ignored him and went onto the dance floor, he saw heads turn her way as she walked by. He smirked. He soon lost her in the crowd but as a few people became thirsty and ordered drinks he saw her in a conversation and dancing at the same time to a song called 'Scandalous' with a tri-colored hair man. At first he thought, 'Who...?' but he brushed the thought away, all of these party people probably have multi-colored hair he thought again when a girl with neon hair of all colour brushed by him. He turned away from her to see a girl with bright red hair seat herself beside him and purr flirtatiously, "Hey there, where did you come from?" she said tossing her flaming hair and smiling.
"Sorry, I'm here with someone." He said coldly.
She scoffed, "And who would that be?" as he looked at her he noticed that she and Angel were probably the only ones who didn't have died hair, maybe I should have brought Veronika, he mused.
Angel pranced over, "Hey Seto!" she said cheerfully, then looking at the red-head, "And who's that?" she said tossing her golden locks and glaring at her.
The red-haired girl took a step back but then regained her cool, "Melania Woods, I do some modeling ever heard of me?" she said with a smirk.
She pretended to be in deep thought, "Uh no! I have never heard of a model in this dump of a town." She scoffed.
Melania seemed to ignore the rude comeback, "Well then you are you blondie?"
"What was that a blonde joke?" she said, with an impatient wave of her manicured hand, "Of course it was, such funny jokes in this big joke of a town. But, my name is Angel Cicilly. I do some, oh singing, dancing, acting, and modeling around Beverly Hills and uhm the world! Heard of me?"
Melania Woods obviously had because she looked at Angel once over, and dashed back on the dance floor in search of a new boy toy.
"UH huh, well there's this guy that you might wanna meet, he's really cool and I don't mean like cool as in totally hot and the works cool but you know cool as in he might be interesting in meeting you cool..."
He didn't count how many times she had said, "Cool." But he agreed anyways, "Very well, where is this guy?"
"Come on." He followed her to the same person she had been dancing with.
"He said he won this like dueling thing Seto, you know the kind of stuff you like. The little cards and that." She said wrinkling her nose. "Dueling Island or something. And this Battle City thing too, you might want some tips from him." She droned on as the two stared at each other.
Both recognized each other but none said a thing until Angel broke the silence, "So I guess you know each other."
"Uh...yeah..." Seto said, and just to be sure, "Yugi?" "Kaiba, uhm it's a surprise, what are you doing here in Domino?" he asked, his eyes twinkling, as he followed Seto out to his limo (he had been invited).
"I'm just visiting, me and Mokuba, and..you know her and another girl. Yugi, what in the name of God were you doing dancing in a club?"
Yugi's violet eyes fell, as he stared down at the carpeting of the lavish car, "Well, ever since you left things have been going downhill, I mean Kaiba Corp is still great don't get me wrong but, you know everything, I don't know why that is. The Game Shop closed, and I guess I had nothing to...focus on, kinda because of you." He said softly.
"And why is that?"
"Well," he explained, "when you were around Kaiba, well you know how you are, not that there's anything wrong with that, but uh you kinda made most of your peers work harder, you know because they...us wanted to show you that we weren't beneath you, that we could be just as good. And we were getting pretty good at doing so and you left so everyone's motivation kinda slipped."
"Oh." He simply, he didn't seem touched.
"Oh? That's it? Kaiba don't you see what's happening? We need help, the whole town does!"
This time, Angel cut in snidely, "Oh yeah? What about that Melania girl?"
"Well, she isn't what you call modeling but she usually you know advertises stuff."
"Right." She said stiffly.
"Yugi, tell you and your miserable town to pull them selves together, get jobs, and work harder, if they want to impress me so much, then maybe I'll put a few pennies in your charity boxes. Now get out of my car!" he snapped.
Yugi looked crestfallen then got out of the car without a word.
When he left and slammed the door shut Angel said, "Well, why don't you Seto? Help, I mean. I personally wouldn't but it's your hometown, and he is your friend. Isn't he?" she said with concern.
"Yeah, well your hometown is Beverly Hills and he isn't my friend. I don't care what happens to him, oh let's just go back to the hotel..." he said sidling up beside her.
She rested her head on his shoulder, he smoothed her hair softly, "Go to sleep, you'll need it. Tomorrow is a long day, for where we'll be going."
"Where?" she asked curiously.
"Kaiba Corporation, the one in Japan."
"Anyone you know there?"
He sighed, "I hope not Angel, I hope not."
And take a wild guess on who'll be slaving in Kaiba Corp! If you didn't like the chapter then bear with me, I was in a bad mood. --Christina
Yay! Here's Chapter Three, I named it, "In Da Club" since they are in a club and it's also a song, teehee.
"Are you ready yet?" a male voice asked out of frustration from outside the white door of a bathroom for the tenth time in an hour.
'Mmm..." came a girls voice, "yep..." she paused for about five long minutes, "Right..." a final touch of make-up, "now."
Angel stepped out of the bathroom, smiling. "You like?" she asked teasingly twirling around.
Seto took a step back, "You can't – honestly- does everyone – why do – I meant – you look – are you – great..."
She gave him a perplexed look, obviously she had high self-esteem, "What's, wrong with it?"
"Does everybody dress like this nowadays?" she raised an eyebrow. But, in his opinion, it was strange. She had on a barely there tank-top that exposed most of her stomach and...the chest area. If the silver glitter on the baby blue surface was anymore well, silver he highly thought that he would have gone blind. His eyes traveled down and he saw a white mini-skirt exposing long legs and black heels, the same ones she'd been wearing all day. Make-up was usual, pink tinted lip gloss, blue eye-shadow and mascara. On her arm she wore the charm bracelet Seto had given and then, "GAH! Where did you get that?!" he asked, shocked.
"This?" she looked at a blue moon on her shoulder, "Is temporary, honestly I'd think you'd know better."
"Oh...oh ok then, let's go."
"About time you asked." She said obviously not knowing that she's spent an hour and a half inside the bathroom.
He rolled his eyes, as they went down the elevator and into a limousine.
Music blared all over, neon lights flashed and two people stepped in, "Is this great or what?" she asked excitedly, finding a seat.
"It's very strange..." he commented bluntly ordering two drinks. The bartender peered down at them, while giving them two glasses of whatever was ordered, "Hey! Aren't you that Cali girl? The singer. And you're Seto Kaiba ain't ya?"
She shrugged carelessly, "I don't drink this stuff. Water please."
The bartender didn't seem to mind being bossed around by the famous singer, when he brought back the water Seto had said to him harshly, "You don't tell anyone we're here and before we leave I'll give you, this." He held out a careless pile of cash.
He eyes the money hungrily, "Deal." He said before returning to take another woman's orders.
"Let's go!" she said to him over the music.
"Go where?"
"Dance, silly! Come on!" she pulled his hand. But he stayed to the chair.
"No thanks, you go. I don't dance."
"Hmph, fine. And if anyone asks what should I say?"
"You're name is Isabella or something foreign."
She ignored him and went onto the dance floor, he saw heads turn her way as she walked by. He smirked. He soon lost her in the crowd but as a few people became thirsty and ordered drinks he saw her in a conversation and dancing at the same time to a song called 'Scandalous' with a tri-colored hair man. At first he thought, 'Who...?' but he brushed the thought away, all of these party people probably have multi-colored hair he thought again when a girl with neon hair of all colour brushed by him. He turned away from her to see a girl with bright red hair seat herself beside him and purr flirtatiously, "Hey there, where did you come from?" she said tossing her flaming hair and smiling.
"Sorry, I'm here with someone." He said coldly.
She scoffed, "And who would that be?" as he looked at her he noticed that she and Angel were probably the only ones who didn't have died hair, maybe I should have brought Veronika, he mused.
Angel pranced over, "Hey Seto!" she said cheerfully, then looking at the red-head, "And who's that?" she said tossing her golden locks and glaring at her.
The red-haired girl took a step back but then regained her cool, "Melania Woods, I do some modeling ever heard of me?" she said with a smirk.
She pretended to be in deep thought, "Uh no! I have never heard of a model in this dump of a town." She scoffed.
Melania seemed to ignore the rude comeback, "Well then you are you blondie?"
"What was that a blonde joke?" she said, with an impatient wave of her manicured hand, "Of course it was, such funny jokes in this big joke of a town. But, my name is Angel Cicilly. I do some, oh singing, dancing, acting, and modeling around Beverly Hills and uhm the world! Heard of me?"
Melania Woods obviously had because she looked at Angel once over, and dashed back on the dance floor in search of a new boy toy.
"UH huh, well there's this guy that you might wanna meet, he's really cool and I don't mean like cool as in totally hot and the works cool but you know cool as in he might be interesting in meeting you cool..."
He didn't count how many times she had said, "Cool." But he agreed anyways, "Very well, where is this guy?"
"Come on." He followed her to the same person she had been dancing with.
"He said he won this like dueling thing Seto, you know the kind of stuff you like. The little cards and that." She said wrinkling her nose. "Dueling Island or something. And this Battle City thing too, you might want some tips from him." She droned on as the two stared at each other.
Both recognized each other but none said a thing until Angel broke the silence, "So I guess you know each other."
"Uh...yeah..." Seto said, and just to be sure, "Yugi?" "Kaiba, uhm it's a surprise, what are you doing here in Domino?" he asked, his eyes twinkling, as he followed Seto out to his limo (he had been invited).
"I'm just visiting, me and Mokuba, and..you know her and another girl. Yugi, what in the name of God were you doing dancing in a club?"
Yugi's violet eyes fell, as he stared down at the carpeting of the lavish car, "Well, ever since you left things have been going downhill, I mean Kaiba Corp is still great don't get me wrong but, you know everything, I don't know why that is. The Game Shop closed, and I guess I had nothing to...focus on, kinda because of you." He said softly.
"And why is that?"
"Well," he explained, "when you were around Kaiba, well you know how you are, not that there's anything wrong with that, but uh you kinda made most of your peers work harder, you know because they...us wanted to show you that we weren't beneath you, that we could be just as good. And we were getting pretty good at doing so and you left so everyone's motivation kinda slipped."
"Oh." He simply, he didn't seem touched.
"Oh? That's it? Kaiba don't you see what's happening? We need help, the whole town does!"
This time, Angel cut in snidely, "Oh yeah? What about that Melania girl?"
"Well, she isn't what you call modeling but she usually you know advertises stuff."
"Right." She said stiffly.
"Yugi, tell you and your miserable town to pull them selves together, get jobs, and work harder, if they want to impress me so much, then maybe I'll put a few pennies in your charity boxes. Now get out of my car!" he snapped.
Yugi looked crestfallen then got out of the car without a word.
When he left and slammed the door shut Angel said, "Well, why don't you Seto? Help, I mean. I personally wouldn't but it's your hometown, and he is your friend. Isn't he?" she said with concern.
"Yeah, well your hometown is Beverly Hills and he isn't my friend. I don't care what happens to him, oh let's just go back to the hotel..." he said sidling up beside her.
She rested her head on his shoulder, he smoothed her hair softly, "Go to sleep, you'll need it. Tomorrow is a long day, for where we'll be going."
"Where?" she asked curiously.
"Kaiba Corporation, the one in Japan."
"Anyone you know there?"
He sighed, "I hope not Angel, I hope not."
And take a wild guess on who'll be slaving in Kaiba Corp! If you didn't like the chapter then bear with me, I was in a bad mood. --Christina