Chapter 3: Him
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh.
Thanks for the reviews and the criticism. It always helps to improve my writing. I already know I am really bad with spelling and grammar so if there is anyone out there who would like to edit my chapters before I post them I would be very grateful. I can't write summaries. I have never been able to and probably never will be able to so that I can not fix even if I want to. Well with that said, on with the story.
It seemed that everyone that passed Serenity needed to make a cruel remark, knock her books out of her hand, or trip her. Luck for her she had a smart remark to match each cruel one, wicked good aim so that when she dropped her books she could make at least one fly off and hit whoever knocked them, and she had learned the ancient art of falling in a way to take another person with her as a cushion.
When she did finally make it to class she took a seat at the back of the room and pulled out her art book. She opened it to a fresh page and began to sketch out the boxes that would make the next page of her manga.
Just as the bell rang a tall man dressed in a long black trench coat walled in. He carried a stainless steel briefcase. He had jet-black hair and the most intense blue eyes anyone had ever seen. He looked like he might be a professional businessman or even an instructor.
'If he is our professor I am not going to have any trouble paying attention in this class.' Serenity thought as she stared blissfully into space.
The man walked to the back of the class and took the only empty seat next to Serenity. He opened his briefcase and took out a notebook and a pen. His pen was black and blue marble with a silver dragon twisting its self from the tip of the pen to the very top.
Serenity had managed to catch a quick glimpse of what was in the briefcase. She made a mental note of exactly what she saw. On the top there was a row of elastic sewn down to make pockets for pencils, pens, calculators, a protractor set, and a ruler. All of the spaces were full except the one he had taken his blue marble pen out of. On the bottom there were a few workbooks were piled to the write, one textbook on business management on the left. In the center was a stainless steel box with a lock on it.
This peeked her curiosity.
'What is so important that he would carry it around in a locked box?' She wondered.
The man slammed his briefcase shut and opened the workbook he had taken out. He then put is pen in the center of the blank page, rested his elbows on the desk, linked his fingers, and then rested his chin on his hands. He looked quite evil at that moment.
Serenity shifted her eyes in his direction as if she was checking the time. Really she was looking at him. She noticed that although, to the world, he looked evil there was an odd longing in his eyes. The teacher began to speak and Serenity was about to star drawing when the teacher said something that caught her attention.
"Unlike in your other classes I will not bore you with the rules and a course outline. No one pays attention anyway. Instead I shall give you your final evaluation assignment. That way I will know if you paid attention on the first day because I will only tell you this once. And that is rite now."
Serenity made sure to listen carefully. She did not want to have to ask a class mate seeing as, as far a she could tell, no one was listening.
"Your final assignment is to write a novel." He said clearly.
At this many of the people in the class groaned or huffed in protest.
"It is to be 200 pages or more. It can be any genera, about anything as long as it is fiction. If you use a real person in your book you must have their permission. If you use a quote from a book, pome, or song you must state that it is not yours. You must give credit to those whose names you've used, and you must put disclaimers for any quotes you might have used. All the 'credits' must be put at the end of the book. You must create a cover and a title that work with the content of the book. You may put a dedication to someone at the beginning if you wish. Remember anything I ask you to hand in must be typed in Times New Roman font, size twelve. I expect to see some good work because not only will the best book get the best mark but it will also get published."
Serenity had made sure to remember every word the teacher had said she had an excellent memory. She remembered the teachers speech word for word, exactly what was in the briefcase of the man next to her, her curiosity about the box and was working on story ideas.
The teacher began to lecture about common spelling, grammar, and punctuation mistakes made by students. Serenity decided that this was unimportant and that she should make a quick note of what her final assignment was.
After quickly scribbling down the note she continued to work on her manga. She sketched in the placing of everything in the first box. By the end of class she had finished that page.
It was now lunch and she decided to sit outside in the fresh air. Her thoughts drifted to the man she had been sitting next to in class. He seemed familiar somehow, like she had met him before. Then her thought moved on to what was in the locked box.
'Why would anyone bring a box with a lock on it to school in a briefcase that can lock? How odd is that? What is that important?' She thought as she headed outside to find a place to sit.
After finding a nice shady patch of grass and sitting down she opened her bag and took out her packed lunch. She had a small bun stuffed with roast beef and cheese, an apple, and a bottle of fruit punch. She leaned back against the tree and began to think about her creative writing assignment. She needed to think of some ideas now before her workload increased and she had no time to think about it.
'Maybe I will write a romance novel, but they are so boring. It needs a twist. Perhaps I will write a romance novel about a vampire from the medieval times that has lived though all of this time. He ends up falling in love with a young lady who was hired to kill him. That sounds like a good outline for a twisted romance. Now all I have to do is fill in details and add an ending.' She thought satisfied with what she had come up with.
She stored her ideas in the back of her mined and ate lunch wile recalling what she could of the two lessons she had paid little attention to. Surprisingly she found herself recalling most of the lessons word of word. She fond that even when she wasn't paying attention she managed to remember most of what had happened.
When Serenity was young her mother used to tell her all the time that she had the mined of a spy and the skills to back up the mined. Serenity never really thought much of it. It wasn't a talent she had ever put to good use. She feared that she never would.
After lunch Serenity went to her Cyber arts 1 class to sit though yet another useless speech about course outlined and rules.
By the time Serenity had left school that day she had finished four pages of her manga. It was the most she had ever accomplished in one school day.
As she was walking to her old black Ford Taurus she bumped into someone. A few of her books fell to the ground and she looked up quickly to see if the person who she had bumped into had done it purposely or not. When she did look up she caught a glimpse of the most piercing blue eyes she had ever seen. It was the man who sat next to her in creative writing 1.
"Watch where you're going girl." He growled angrily and then slid into the limo that was next to him.
Serenity said nothing. She bent down to pick up her books absentmindedly as she thought of the mans eyes. She had seen them before, when she was young. A child she used to play with named Seto had those same blue eyes. His hair was a light brown though. She then thought back to Battle City. A man there named Seto Kaiba had the same eyes as the child Seto and this man.
'Could they all be one in the same? Child Seto was always so happy and sweet, Seto Kaiba was a big-mouthed, stuck up businessman and this man… he is just different. So quite and still. It is almost like her doesn't breath or have a pulse. He seems like he is more animal than human. Like his instincts lead his actions. He is cold yet when I caught his eyes in class it was like he was longing for something. Who is he?' Serenity's thoughts were cut off when she heard a horn blare from one of the cars leaving the school parking lot.
It was the limo that the man had gotten into apparently she had bent down to get one of her books from in front of it and the driver was not happy with the speed she was moving.
The limo pulled up and the back window rolled down to reveal those amazing blue eyes again.
"Don't get in my way again girl you will regret it." He said and then the limo drove off.
As the limo pulled away she caught the license plate. It read "KAIBA CORP."
'It can't be.' Serenity thought.
There that chapter was a better length. I hope you liked it please R&R and let me know what you think.
