A.N.: Yikes. This one is really, really, really short. But I felt bad for putting this chapter up so late; so I finished half of it, and it's going up now. The other half will hopefully be up this weekend; college is fast approaching, and I need to get this done before the packing/moving/running around starts, and I end up having no time to myself.
I tweaked the format a little, now their inner thoughts/ musings will be in italics, simply because I wrote it a little strange, and it was getting confusing.
Again, the lyrics are merely a formality, now. This verse will be up with the second half, seeing as it's all supposed to be one chapter to begin with….() aheh…
Whenever
I say your name, I'm already praying,
I'm already
filled with a joy that I can't explain
Wherever I lay me
down,
wherever
I rest my weary head to sleep
Whenever I hurt and
cry,
whenever
I got to lie awake and weep
Whenever I'm on the
floor
Whatever it was that I believed before
Whenever I
say your name,
whenever I say it loud,
I'm
already praying
Sacred Name
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Anzu
- -
Anzu was awakened the next morning with the light streaming in her window. Lying in bed, she wondered what had disturbed a perfectly lovely dream with Seto and herself, and a dark hallway…
Nickolai gave an annoyed yowl right as the buzzer sounded, and Anzu cursed as she jumped and tumbled out of bed. Scrambling to the intercom, she was a bit breathless as she slammed the button down.
"What!"
"Uh…Delivery for an Anzu Mizaki?" came the slightly nervous response, and Anzu gave a growl.
"Yeah, I'll be right down." She turned to move to her bedroom, only to stop with Nickolai sitting in the doorway, eyeing her. She gave the cat a haughty look as she moved past him. "What? People should let others sleep in, and not make deliveries at- " she paused to look at the clock, then continued dressing "-10:30 am on a Saturday. It is entirely too early." When the cat continued to look at her, she snorted.
"Shut up."
An indignant meow followed her out the door.
--
Moving to the door, the brunette noticed the same delivery boy waiting from the chocolates for her and met him with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes?"
"A money order for you, Miss."
"A what?" Anzu was startled.
He really couldn't have possibly…
"From the S.K. person…" the boy continued on.
Of all the….
"It was a rather large order…"
That sneaky, stuck up….
"He paid for the tip and everything, too…"
After she told him not to send her anything…
"…so could you just sign here?"
Giving the boy a glare and a twitch, she motioned the clipboard away.
"Send the money back, and keep the tip." And with that, she walked away, leaving the boy gaping behind her.
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Seto
- -
"Mr. Kaiba?"
Seto spared a withering glance at the intercom on his desk, a little disappointed that his secretary couldn't see the patented Kaiba glare. Sending a look that could've been interpreted as apologetic to the man he was meeting with, he impatiently hit the call button back.
"I told you I was busy, and to hold everything until I was done, Kanzaki."
"Mr. Kiba, your…uh…order came back. It wasn't accepted."
Seto was silent for a beat, his finger still on the little black button, until the correspondent cleared his throat. Giving a blink, Seto's mouth turned to a frown, and he finished the conversation.
"Get in here, Kanzaki. Mr. Tanaka, Kaiba Corporation will accept your proposal. We will be in contact with you shortly to work out the details. Thank you."
Seeing his oh-so-subtle dismissal, the correspondent nodded, smiled, and quickly made his way out of the office, not wishing to jeopardize such a highly lucrative deal. Sharing a nod as he passed Kaiba's secretary, he wondered shortly about this so called order that had been denied.
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"The order went through early this morning…"
That little….
"…I put it in the minute you told me to…"
…stubborn, insolent….
"It came back, they had to call to ask which account it went into…"
…didn't she realize it wasn't anything, really…?
"I thought you'd want to kn-"
"Get the jet ready." Came the monotone interruption. The blonde didn't hesitate to nod and rush out of the office, which had suddenly dropped a few degrees.
A.N.::weeps in corner: So short, so short…
