Hired Help Chapter 3

Hey there everyone! I'm back with Chapter 3 in the second leg of the update spree! My gosh, I've gotten myself into ANOTHER hole of trouble, haven't I? Promising all these updates! I hope I'll survive. O.O

Anyway, here's the third chapter of "Hired Help"! I hope you all enjoy it!

Chapter 3 – A Day Out with Mokuba

"Stop!" cried Uchimura as Seto's lips captured her jaw line. She pulled back, looking frightened and scared. "P-p-please stop! What if Mokuba comes in?"

"He's out with friends," Seto assured her, walking slowly over to her and pinning her against the wall. "Tsubaki…"

"K-Kaiba-san…"

"Good morning!" Uchimura greeted herself the next morning as she woke up, her braids still tied. She slid on her glasses and made her way over to her dresser to pick out her attire for the day. "Today's going to be a great day! I can just sense it!"

She paused, and her eyes widened.

"Hmm…what's this?"

On further inspection, Uchimura saw that all of her clothes were gone! "E-Everything's gone! Where is everything?" She rifled through the rest of the drawers to see that every single article of clothing had been stolen! "Oh my gosh! This is horrible! I've got to tell Kaiba-san!"

Uchimura raced down the stairs, looking for Seto. After a quick search, she found him in his study, typing on his computer. "Kaiba-san!"

"Huh?" he looked up. "Uchimura. What are you doing here? And why are you in your pajamas?"

"A-All my clothes are gone, sir!"

Kaiba blinked. "What?"

"My clothes are gone!"

"Yes, I heard you. I meant 'what' as in, I don't understand you. What do you mean your clothes are gone?"

"My drawers are empty!" Uchimura explained, becoming very flustered. "Someone must have taken them!"

Kaiba sighed, rolled his eyes, and stood up, obviously annoyed for being interrupted. "Let me see."

Uchimura nodded, and the two made their way up the stairs towards Uchimura's room. Uchimura ran in and pointed to the drawers. "Look! They're all gone!"

Seto sighed, went over, and opened the top drawer.

"Uchimura, your clothes are in here."

Uchimura looked into the drawer to see that it was indeed full. Her eyes practically bulged out of her head and her jaw hit the ground. "B-B-B-But that's impossible!"

She threw open the rest of the drawers to see that they too were stuffed with her clothing. "H-how did this happen? They were empty just a second ago!"

"I've got work to do," Seto snapped, walking out of the room. "Don't bother me again."

"Y-yes sir," Uchimura replied, bowing. "I apologize sir!"

"Just get dressed," said Seto as he walked out of sight. Uchimura sighed, her cheeks red.

"How embarrassing," she sighed. "I guess I was just seeing things before. How odd…" Uchimura sighed and picked up a few pieces of clothing for the day. She then walked out of her room over to the bathroom. "A good hot shower will help me wake up."

"Hmmm…" Uchimura sighed as she ran the water and shampoo through her hair, rinsing the soap off her body. "This feels really good! Rich people must have better showers…"

She shut off the shower and stepped out. "Now…I've got to dry off." She looked around, then frowned as she saw there weren't any towels. "Funny. There were towels when I came in here." She went over to the cabinets and opened them to see that they too were missing any and all forms of towels. "How weird," Uchimura frowned, shaking her hair out and putting on her glasses. "All right, I'll just have to get a towel from another bathroom and walk out wet."

She looked down at where her clothes should have been and gasped to see that they were gone! "Not again!" she gasped, her eyes wide. "What am I supposed to do?"

Uchimura looked around desperate for an answer. "No towels, no clothes," she paused, and then sighed. "I guess that's my only option."

Uchimura silently walked through the hallway, wrapped in the shower curtain, often tripping on its length. "This is so embarrassing!" Uchimura cried. "Oh well, I'll just go to my room and get dressed."

Uchimura reached for her room knob and turned it, only to find that it was stuck. "It's locked! But I didn't lock it when I left!" Uchimura cried waterfall tears. "Th-this is horrible! I think God's out to get me today!"

"Thank you for coming to unlock my room, Kaiba-san!" Uchimura bowed to her employer, who was currently diverting his eyes from his boldly dressed employee. He blushed furiously as they reached the door.

"I still can't believe that there were no towels in the bathroom and your clothes were missing," Seto remarked. "And now--" He reached for the doorknob, then frowned. "Uchimura…"

Seto slid the door perfectly open, and Uchimura's jaw hit the floor once again. "B-B-B-But that's impossible!"

"Just as impossible as the last time?" Seto asked, narrowing his eyes. "Uchimura, are you deliberately wasting my time?"

"N-no sir!" Uchimura shook her head. "It won't happen again, I promise!"

"See that it doesn't, okay?" Seto asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Yes sir!" Uchimura nodded, running into her room.

"And take off my shower curtain!"

"Uchimura, have you finished those notes yet?" Seto asked Uchimura that morning as she filed papers in his study.

"Oh! Yes sir," she nodded. "They're up in my room. I'll go retrieve them right away!"

Uchimura bounded up to her room and opened the door, happy to see it unlocked. She ran over to her printer where the typed notes were and picked them up. "Oh my gosh!" she looked down at them to see red ink drawn all over the notes. "And this was my only copy! I didn't save it!

"Kaiba-san!" Uchimura cried, sprinting down the stairs. "Th-the notes! They've been drawn on!"

"Drawn on?" Seto asked, raising an eyebrow. "Let me see…" He took the notes from Uchimura's hand as she sprinted into his office, out of breath. He looked them over and sighed. "It's one thing after another with you this morning, isn't it Uchimura?"

"Ooo! Uchibaka's in trouble!"

Uchimura and Seto turned their heads to see Mokuba walking into the room, a large grin on his face. "Ruined your notes, huh?" he asked her.

"I did not!" Uchimura cried, obviously very flustered. "Someone else drew on them!"

"Hmm…wonder who it was," Mokuba grinned, turning around. "Well, I've got to go."

"Before you do, Mokuba," Seto called to his younger brother, and Mokuba stopped. "I'd take the red marker out of your back pocket before I go over there and throttle you."

Mokuba gasped and looked down at his pocket to see that there was indeed a red permanent marker in his pocket. He gave a nervous grin and looked at his brother. "O-Okay! So I drew on the notes! But you can't blame the missing clothes or the locked door on me!"

"How'd you even know those things happened?" Seto asked, narrowing his eyes. Mokuba gulped again. "I don't remember notifying you of their occurrence."

Mokuba turned pale and smiled nervously. "Umm…I think I hear the bus! I've got to go!"

"Mokuba…you don't take the bus," Seto remarked, and the next thing Mokuba knew, he was being carried by the back of his shirt collar by Seto. "And it's not even a school day."

"FINE!" Mokuba finally shouted. "I'm the one who stole your clothes and stole the towels and locked the door! Happy?"

"Not really," Seto sighed, putting his brother down. "Mokuba, you've annoyed me as well as Uchimura, you know."

"Sorry," Mokuba frowned, spitting out a quick apology.

"You're going to do the chores today," Seto told him.

"Huh?" Mokuba asked, his eyes wide. "Like, ALL of them?"

"Not all of them. Just the outside ones. I'll tell the servants they have the day off," Seto remarked. "You're going shopping for groceries."

"That's crazy!" Mokuba frowned.

"You'll be going with Uchimura."

"I'd rather do ALL the chores by myself then do the outside ones with her!"

"You brought this on yourself, Mokuba," Seto shrugged, walking over to his desk. "You can't take it, then don't dish it."

"Fine," Mokuba growled, tuning to Uchimura. "C'mon, let's go."

"Ummm…yes Mokuba-san!" Uchimura nodded and followed Mokuba towards the door of the house, Mokuba looking very discouraged and upset. "Goodbye Kaiba-san! We won't be long!"

"Yeah, I'll get back quick!" Mokuba assured him, grabbing the list of groceries from the bulletin board near the kitchen. "Definitely."

"Uchimura!" Seto called. Uchimura poked her head back into the office and Seto looked at her. "If he's being a pain, call me."

"Umm…yes Kaiba-san!" Uchimura nodded. "I'll be sure to call you if any problems arise!" She smiled brightly. "But I'm sure Mokuba-san has learned his lesson! He won't do anything mean."

"Okay…first is vegetables," Mokuba told Uchimura as they reached the grocery store. "I'll leave that to you, okay?"

"Umm…yes Mokuba-san!" Uchimura nodded, running over to the produce section with a basket. She started looking at heads of lettuce and Mokuba watched her until she came back ten minutes later, a few bags of vegetables in hand. "Will these be enough Mokuba-san?"

"Yeah, I guess," Mokuba shrugged. He smirked. "But I hate onions. Put those back and get green beans, okay?"

"Of course Mokuba-san!" Uchimura nodded, running back towards the Produce and throwing the onions back. About two minutes later, she returned with the green beans. "I found the green beans, Mokuba-san!"

"Huh? Green beans?" Mokuba asked. "But I wanted broccoli!"

"Huh?" Uchimura asked. "I-I'll go get some! Don't you worry!"

Mokuba snickered to himself as Uchimura ran back, returning a moment later with broccoli. "Is this all right Mokuba-san?"

"Huh? I thought I said basil!"

Uchimura frowned, and then growled. "You're playing another trick on me, aren't you?"

"Huh? Of course not!" said Mokuba sarcastically.

"That's it!" Uchimura said, stomping her foot. "I'm tired of your tricks Mokuba-san."

"Hey! It's not my fault that you're stupid enough to fall for them," Mokuba laughed.

"That's it!" Uchimura said, thrusting the basket into Mokuba's arms. "Y-Y-You do the rest of the shopping yourself!"

"Forget that!" Mokuba shouted, giving Uchimura back the basket. "You do it!"

"Fine." Uchimura said simply, throwing her nose into the air. "Then I'll just call Kaiba-san and tell him that you're being a problem."

Mokuba frowned. "That's a dirty trick, ratting me out to Seto!"

"Kaiba-san told me to call him if there were any problems," Uchimura said, taking out her cell phone and flipping it open. "And I see a little problem right in front of me."

"Okay, okay, okay!" said Mokuba, stomping his foot on the ground. "You win, okay? Don't call Seto!"

"Good," Uchimura smiled triumphantly. "Mokuba-kun, let's do the shopping."

"Mokuba-kun?" he asked. "Man…and I was kind of getting used to the Mokuba-san thing."

"What's next on the list?"

"Well, now that THAT'S done," Mokuba sighed as the two walked out of the Grocery Store, a few bags in hand. "Let's go home."

Uchimura's stomach rumbled and Mokuba looked at her as she blushed. "You hungry Uchibaka?"

"Don't call me that…" Uchimura looked at him with narrowed eyes. "And yes…I haven't eaten today."

"Let's get ice cream," Mokuba suggested. "I know a really great place! Seto and I go there sometimes. Well, we used to, before he got so busy."

"Where is it?" Uchimura asked as the two got back into the car. Mokuba poked his head through the window separating the driver and passengers.

"Go to the Harukichi Ice Cream Shop, okay?"

"Yes, Mokuba-kun, sir," the driver nodded, and Mokuba shut the glass as the car drove off.

"I'm getting a triple scoop with fudge and chocolate chips," Mokuba told her, fantasizing about his ice cream in his head. "Seto never let me get that when I went with him, but you'll let me get it, right Uchiba—I mean…Uchimura?"

"Heh," Uchimura smiled. "Maybe just this once. A triple scoop sounds good to me too."

"You've got it Uchimura," Mokuba grinned. "Let's stuff ourselves until we explode!"

"Yummy! This is really good Mokuba-kun!" Uchimura smiled across the table, biting into her triple vanilla ice cream. Mokuba had already devoured the first scoop, a ring of chocolate around his face. "You're getting all dirty…" She reached over and wiped his face, much to Mokuba's dissatisfaction.

"I can do that myself!" he said, wiping his own face off. "I'm not four!"

"Hey Mokuba…why are there chess pieces on this table?" Uchimura asked, pointing to the Chess board that was printed on the table. Mokuba smiled.

"You can play chess while you eat," he told her. "Isn't it fun? Seto and I used to do it all the time."

"The pieces are chipped," Uchimura said, looking at the plastic pieces. In truth, the Knight was missing its head, and one of the pawn looked as if it had been chewed by a dog.

"That's what's cool about them," Mokuba told her. "Loads of people play this game of chess every day. It's customary, if you don't finish, to leave a game for the next people to finish." Mokuba paused. "Seto taught me how to play chess."

"He did?" Uchimura asked, smiling. "That's nice."

"Seto's the best big brother in the world…" Mokuba told her, fingering one of the black pieces on his side. "Wh-when…when we were in the orphanage together, he wouldn't go with a family without me. He always stuck up for me when I was bullied or something like that." Mokuba's eyes lowered. "Then…he'd tell me to stick up for myself. Seto really inspired me to be strong like he is."

"I did not…know that you and Kaiba-san were orphans," Uchimura replied.

"Well, where do you think our parents are?" Mokuba asked, raising an eyebrow. "We live in the house with just the servants and you."

"My parents live in Kyoto," she told Mokuba, smiling. "Or…at least my mother does. They're divorced, you see. My father lives in Hokkaido."

"Then why are you all the way down here?" Mokuba asked.

"Work," she told him. "This is my job, after all. I don't go to High School anymore. I dropped out…to pursue my talent as a secretary."

"You dropped out?" Mokuba asked. "Woah! That's like what all the delinquents do! Of course, Seto hardly ever goes to school anymore because of work…but still!"

"I'd like to go back to school…" Uchimura said, swirling her ice cream to the best of her ability, even though it was still cold and hard. "But my mother says that I have too much talent to waste my time on school."

"I would have thought that you would have just skipped five grades or something," Mokuba told her. "You look really smart."

"Actually, my grades in school were pretty average," Uchimura laughed. "My dictating note taking is really my only skill."

Mokuba paused. "Sorry for the way I treated you…this morning I mean."

"That's no problem," Uchimura smiled.

"I guess…I didn't like you because I felt like you were intruding on my time with Seto," Mokuba muttered. "Seto hardly has any time to spend with me anymore…I know he does his best, but he's busy. And now that you're here…you're spending more time with him then I am."

Uchimura paused, frowning with a worried expression on her face.

"I was jealous," he said finally. "And I apologize."

Uchimura looked at Mokuba with her hazel eyes shining, as if touched by the boy's heartfelt confession of feeling. She smiled and put her hand softly on Mokuba's head. "Don't worry Mokuba-kun. Kaiba-san loves you very much. I'm sure."

"How would you know?" Mokuba asked.

"The chess pieces told me," she said, pointing to the chess pieces. "You said Kaiba-san and you used to play here. I can feel Kaiba-san's feelings for you coming from the chess pieces."

Mokuba looked at her, then down at the chess pieces. "Tsubaka…"

"What did you say?" Uchimura asked, a vein throbbing in her head.

"I'm going to call you Tsubaki," he told her. "Since Seto doesn't, and Uchimura is such a lame last name. I'm going to call you Tsubaki!"

"Just don't give me the nickname 'Tsubaka', okay?" Uchimura asked politely, still a little angry.

"Whatever," Mokuba smiled, eating the last of his ice cream. "C'mon! Finish yours before it melts!" He pointed to her ice cream, and Uchimura returned to it quickly. "We have to get home soon!"

"You were out longer then I expected," Seto remarked as the two walked through the door and deposited the groceries in the kitchen. "What took you so long?"

"Oh nothing," Uchimura replied. "Took a while to find the olives, that's all." She winked at Mokuba, and he winked back, running into Seto's office.

"Hey Seto! What are you doing?"

"Working," he told him. "Mokuba, I'm sorry, but I'm busy right now. Go up to your room and play, okay?"

Mokuba frowned, then got down from his chair and walked slowly out of the room. Uchimura walked in and sat down where Mokuba had once been. "Uchimura, perfect timing. I want you to file these." He handed her five very thick manila folders, and she held them with severe difficulty.

"Y-yes sir!" Uchimura nodded. She paused, reached into her pocket with great difficulty, and pulled out the white King from the Ice Cream store. Seto looked at it, his eyes wide.

"Where'd you get that?"

"The place that Mokuba-kun would like to go with you more often," Uchimura smiled. "I'll get to that filing, Kaiba-san."

Seto paused, then looked at the chipped king. His eyes darted between Uchimura, the door, his computer, and the piece. Finally, he gave a small smile, picked up the piece and walked through the door. "Mokuba! Get down here, I want to talk to you."

Mokuba walked slowly down the stairs, obviously thinking he was in trouble. He looked up at Seto.

"Are you already stuffed with ice cream?"

Mokuba's eyes widened and he grinned. "I've got room for maybe a double scoop!"

"Good," Seto smiled. "Let's go. We haven't played a game of chess in awhile, have we?"

Mokuba practically cheered right then and there, but, instead, he simply ran to the door, grabbing his coat. "Uchimura, I'm leaving the rest of the work to you."

"Yes sir!" Uchimura said, sticking her head out of the doorframe, her glasses askew. "Leave it to me, Kaiba-san!"

"Good," Seto said, closing the door. Uchimura looked out after the two brothers and gave a great smile.

"Thanks a lot, Kaiba-san."

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