Title: Fallen Angel
Chapter six: Grit your teeth and bear it!
Written by: ChaosMagicianGirl
Date: 20 May, 2005
Disclaimer: No, I don't own YuGiOh. But…..Ailish Kaiba and all other invented characters, the story line etc belong to me!
Warnings: Strong language, violence, may contain certain triggering material, adult themes. So, don't read, if you can't handle such stuff. You've been warned!
Summary:
She lost herself because of the pain she had to endure. A once, innocent, and pure little angel forever tainted by the touch of darkness. Her little brother blames himself for losing her. She thinks she's beyond redemption. He believes she can still be saved. The true Ailish Kaiba is hidden somewhere deep inside. But who will be able to find her? Her brother didn't know how, and therefore he didn't succeed. For who can save a fallen angel?
Japanese words used in this chapter:
Sensei: teacher, master
Konichiwa: hello
Ohayo: good morning
Arigatou: thank you
Sama: honorific used to address your superiors with?
A/N: I would like to thank the readers who reviewed the last chapter. I'm really getting into this story now. The story plot is actually coming together. And I just love writing for this story, lolz! This chapter isn't one of the best, but it needed to be written. This could just count as sort of a filler chapter: P
The now thick crowd of students had groups that scurried away hurriedly, when they saw her coming. It made her task much easier, since the more space she was allowed, the faster she would reach her destination: the principal's office. A lot of the students had probably heard what happened near the school entrance mere minutes ago. They were now somewhat intimidated by the CEO in question, and some were even a little bit scared. Some of them had heard of her reputation, and how it was proved true those mere minutes ago.
Although Ailish had pushed the incident into the back of her mind, it still bothered her greatly. She would make sure that something like that was never to occur again.
Reaching her destination, she came to stand in front of a door that had a sign on it that read:
Principal's office
Urameshi Nasago
Reading over the sign, she knew this was where she needed to be. Not that she wanted to come here. It was more like she didn't have a choice on the matter.
Lifting her hand, she knocked on the door once, to announce her presence. A few seconds passed and then a deep male voice answered "Come in!"
Grabbing the doorknob, she turned it, and opened the door.
The principal looked up from his paperwork and greeted his expected visitor.
"Ah….Mrs. Kaiba, I've been expecting you."
"Correct." Was her short, curt response.
She knew this was a situation in which she was required to be polite. Whether she liked it or not, he was the superior here, and she was the student.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs Kaiba. My name is Urameshi Nasago, the school principal." He bowed, politely introducing himself.
"It's not everyday that we get a claim from a celebrity stating that she wants to enrol in our school." He continued, smiling at her. "I hope that the students at our school didn't cause a lot of inconvenience for you?"
Ailish gave a polite bow as well.
"They've posed a bit of a nuisance, but nothing that I couldn't handle though. Thanks for your concern, but it is not really needed."
"I see. That's a relief. We were worried you would have to be flanked with bodyguards to insure your protection. For you see, you're quite famous around here. "He explained
"You're telling me?" Ailish responded, a bit amused at the situation.
The principal raised an eye-brow at Ailish somewhat strange response.
"Anyway, no doubt you've been harassed by reporters from the local news paper?"
"They approached me, yes." She confirmed his question.
"We will see to it that you won't be bothered by them inside the school building. They will not be allowed inside."
"That would be a most welcome course of action." Was Ailish way of saying thanks?
Truth be told, she was glad she wouldn't be harassed by reporters. Be it from the local news paper or from other papers, magazines and what not. They were very bothersome. Nowadays, she could hardly go out anymore without stumbling over some fellow of the paparazzi, taking snapshots of her with his or her camera. Not to mention reporters that kept following her, correction stalking her, asking her questions to which she didn't respond most of the time. But even though she ignored them, they didn't lay of off her. And then there was the ever annoying fan horde. If she was to just go into a local store or something, she would be swarmed by a mob of people, asking her autograph, praising her, asking her millions of questions. Becoming the World Champion of Duel Monsters was a major boost for her fame status. Probably every single person around the globe knew who she was. She was on the news almost every week, she was featured on huge billboards, on covers of magazines for teenage girls, boys. There was a lot of gossip about her "love life". A lot of rubbish mostly. She just ignored it all, which was sometimes rather hard, and focussed on what was important to her.
"But! Where are my manners! Have a seat!" he motioned towards the chair opposite of his desk, becoming aware that he was a bit rude for letting her stand there like that.
Walking over to his desk, she sat down on the appointed chair, setting down her metal briefcase next to her on the ground.
Crossing her arms in front of her, she followed the actions of the principal, when he opened a drawer to his right, taking out some papers. Handing them over to her, she taking them, he proposed. "But enough with the chitchat and pleasantries. Let's get to business, shall we?"
Ailish only nodded, taking the papers from his hand.
"Now, normally this contract would be signed by either your parents or your foster parents. But since your adoptive father Gazoboru Kaiba died last year, the situation is different…"
Ailish, who had been reading over the contract, looked up, letting the principal earn a frown on her part when she heard a name she loathed more then anything.
The principal, noticing this, continued hastily by saying. "We've already sent you a copy of the contract by mail, so you know its contents. You just have to sign here."
He pointed with his finger at the bottom of the page of the contract, where she should write down her signature. Handing her a pen, Ailish wrote down her signature.
Now she knew it was definite. She would be attending this school for the next four years.
She would be glad once she was of age, and would graduate from this school. Then she would be free to do as she pleased. And nobody would be able to tell her what to do with her life anymore.
Putting down the pen on the desk, she fixed her attention on the principal again.
He picked up the contract and put it in a file, which he put back into the drawer again. He searched through a stack of papers on his desk, and took out a few.
"Here is your timetable." He said, giving it to her.
"Since the school year has already started, we decided to put you in class 1a, based on your schedule or timetable as it is more commonly called. You've received your books and your school uniform already, so that is settled."
He had noticed the adjusted school attire that Ailish was wearing, but he decided to make no remark about it. It was best to keep the CEO on his good side. And in this case, it was appropriate he kept his mouth shut. He knew enough about her reputation that she wasn't a woman to be fooled around with. You had to be careful when dealing with her. And like he suspected, she was rather intimidating. And he wasn't one to be intimidated that easily. But her attitude even unsettled him somewhat.
"Yes, I received the books already and the school uniform as well." Replied Ailish, while opening her metal briefcase and putting a copy of the contract, her timetable, and a handful of other papers given to her with valuable information in it.
Checking his wristwatch, he saw it was way past 8 A.M.
"It seems home room has just ended, so the bell signalling the beginning of class will ring any moment now." He stated. "Do you have any questions that need to be answered before you go?"
"As a matter of fact, I had one last thing to discuss." She started. "As you're aware, I'm a very busy woman and I will have to run a company besides school. So, occasionally there could be emergencies or meetings that will require my presence or attendance. This could be during school. Also, since I will have to do homework, it could be due circumstances with my company that I will sometimes be unable to finish homework assignments, projects or papers assigned to me. I could also be unable to study for tests, therefore not being prepared to take them. But, I believe I already addressed this matter."
"Yes, indeed you did." He responded, taking of his glasses, cleaning them of with the sleeve of his shirt, since they were dirty.
"We discussed it and we see no reason why we couldn't allow you absence of school during those occasions you mentioned, involving your company. Also, we understand your concerns where homework is concerned, but I'm confident we'll work something out. "
"Arigatou, it will make things much easier for me."Ailish thanked him.
"Don't mention it. We understand your situation."
'Of course you do, fool….." Ailish thought disdainfully, getting of off her chair, picking up her metal briefcase from the ground.
The principal got up from his chair too, and he shook hands with Ailish.
"And last but not least, welcome to our school community, Mrs. Kaiba."
"The pleasure is all mine, Nasago-Sama." She said, using the correct terms with which to politely address your "superiors" with.
She hated to feel like an underling, but rude behaviour would get her nowhere with this man and it would only have negative consequences her part, if she would treat him like filth that was beneath her, like she did with incompetent employees and people that she thought were not worthy of her respect.
Like other obstacles in life she had to face this one, and even though she didn't like it, she would have to grit her teeth and bear it. She had to admit, she just liked being in charge, not the other way around.
After a brief exchange of saying goodbye, Ailish closed the door to the principals' office behind her. Walking down the hallway, that was now mostly devoid of any students at all. Since they were all in class already. She checked over the timetable in her hand to see where her first class was. Her first class happened to be Japanese, and was located on the second floor. Reaching the door that lead to the stairs leading up to the second floor, she walked through, trudging up the stairs to reach the second floor. Searching for the correct classroom, she needed to be; she walked by numerous doors with numbers on it, and the subject that was taught in that classroom.
Students were talking animatedly amongst each other. The main subject of their discussion no doubt a certain person that attended this school for the first time.
"I wonder which class she was put in?" one of the boys asked his best friend.
"I really don't know." His friend answered his question, shrugging his shoulders to emphasise he had no idea.
"I hope she is placed in this class though…….." the same boy who asked the question sighed dreamily.
His friend smacked him on the shoulder.
"Yeah, we know exactly why you would like that!"
The boy who was staring of into space a few seconds ago blushed beet-red at his friends comment.
"So?" he retorted heatedly, trying to defend himself.
His comrade just laughed at his response.
In the back of class, Yugi's circle of friends was also chatting with each other. The group consisted of Yugi Moto himself of course, Hiroto Honda, Katsuya Jounouchi, Anzu Mazaki, Miho Nosaka, and Ryoe Bakura.
"Say, Anzu, wasn't one of the reporters that we saw your mother?" Miho asked her.
"Yes, that was my mother." Anzu confirmed her question. "She works as a journalist for the local newspaper, the Domino Boulevard."
"Uh, guys…" Bakura interrupted them." What are you talking about?"
He was a bit confused, since he wasn't a witness to the events that took place before classes started.
"Long story…." Started Jonouchi, who was staring out of the window thoughtfully. Before anyone of them could continue, the door to the classroom opened and in came their Japanese teacher, Mrs. Enza Mishima.
Every student went back to his or her seat, sitting down. The gang also sat down.
Jounouchi turned to Bakura saying. "We'll tell you all about it during lunchtime."
"Alright." Bakura whispered back.
Their teacher walked over to her desk in front of the class, setting down her bag on the ground, she greeted the class while she sat down on her chair too.
"Ohayo, class."
"Konichiwa, sensei Mishiba-Sama." The class politely greeted their teacher.
"Before we get to work, I'll check the list of attendance as I always do."
Taking out a list from her bag, she also took out a pen.
Checking the list, she started to call out the names of the people that should be present in her class.
Asakura Yoshi
Bakura Ryoe
Fushimori Sunao
Haeyama Hamada
Hashiba Sora
Hiroto Honda
Imekochi Kaoruko
Jounouchi Katsuya
Mayumi Sakura
Mazaki Anzu
Mutou Yugi
Nosaka Miho
Rao Ailean
Ryuuchi Fuha
Sasuke Kira
Every student answered with a yes, that they were all present. So, their teacher concluded that their were no sick students, and no one bunking off or something like that. Looking over the list once again, she found something that caught her attention.
"Oh…..wait a minute. It seems I've forgotten someone. "
She had to read over the name several times to let it get through to her. But there was no mistake; her name was on the list.
"Well, it seems we've got a new student in our midst class." Their teacher continued, urprise evident in her tone of voice.
"Who is it, Mishiba-Sama?" Hashiba Sora, a boy that was seated in the back of the class, spoke up.
He was hoping it to be the someone he was hoping it to be.
Their teacher hesitated for a few moments, straightening out her glasses, and tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.
"Kaiba Ailish……it seems." the name rolled of her tongue and it rung through the classroom.
It took the students a few seconds to settle in, but then the male population of the class started cheering, finding it excellent news. Whispering ensued among the girls of the class.
Jounouchi's eyes had widened considerably, mouth open in shock.
"Guys, did I just hear this wrong? She's in our class?" He said a bit too loud, so everybody could hear him.
Miho and the rest of the group were surprised as well. Anzu only frowned at the news.
'Of all the classes they could choose from, why did it have to be ours?" she thought to herself, somewhat annoyed.
Jounouchi looked happy with the news, since he was wearing a broad smile. Anzu only shook her head. That smile would soon be wiped of off his face.
This caused a grim smile to settle on Anzu's face.
A sudden knock on the door snapped her out of her reverie and diverted the attention of the class unto the person standing behind the door that had knocked.
The entire class was waiting in anticipation, because they already knew who it would be.
Their teacher looked towards the source of the noise, and answered the knock in a slightly nervous voice.
"Come in!"
The door opened, and it revealed a girl that people were all too familiar with in Domino and the rest of the world as well.
A/N: Okies, another chappie done! And remember peepz…..reviews keep the chapters coming: Evil grin: So, read and review!
CMG, signing out!