Ok, hi! I know this fic is…similar in some respects to other setoXanzu fics, however, I don't actually know if it will become a pairing yet…yeah, I'm not much of a planner, so that will hopefully make it more interesting for you! it's 'based' in Sydney because, being Australian, I am more familiar with it's customs, excise and quarantine system than any other country. OK, so on with the story!
Disclaimer: I don't own nothing...erm, that is to say i don't own anything, i think...ok, now i'm confused. i swera, not QANTAS or Yu-Gi-Oh or...well, anything.
Flight 314
Seto Kaiba was in a bad mood. A very bad mood. Not that he was all Sunshine and rainbows usually, but today he was particularly…grumpy. His private jets couldn't be readied in time for his flight to Sydney, Australia, they were all in maintenance. That meant he had to take a commercial flight. Ugh. Terrible.
"This is ridiculous, Mokuba," He told his brother in their limousine on the way to the airport, "Three jets in service at once. Someone will lose their job over this, mark my words."
"Yes, big brother," replied Mokuba, rolling his eyes, "Only, why don't you, oh, I don't know, just make a suggestion?"
"Making suggestions never got anyone anywhere, Mokuba," scoffed Kaiba, "I didn't become one of the most powerful men in the world by making suggestions."
"Whatever you say, Seto."
"That's exactly right."
Anzu Mazaki threw herself onto her bed and screamed into her pillow.
"IT'S NOT FAIR!" she howled. She had just received a call from her parents.
They travelled constantly for work, Anzu hadn't even seen them in three months! Sure they bought her plenty of exquisite, expensive things to make up for their absence, but it wasn't enough. She had to come home to a cold, empty house every day and cook for herself and watch TV alone like some hermit. The novelty of being home alone had worn off long ago.
Now they wanted her to fly out to Australia where they were currently working on a business deal. She didn't WANT to drop everything and fly over to the other side of the world for them. She didn't want to miss the big dueling tournament that was coming up and she really didn't want to cancel her dance recital.
She wiped the tears from her face.
"At least I get to fly business class." She thought.
She put on some music and started to dance.
Seto Kaiba glared at Becky, the check-in assistant.
"what do you mean there are no seats on the 12:08 flight? Do you know who I am?" he hissed
"Y-yes, Mr. Kaiba,sir, I'm sorry, But It's completely booked out," she replied cowering, "But I'm sure-"
Kaiba held up a hand. "I don't want to hear it. Get me on the next flight to Sydney. First Class, if it's not too much for yourinferior intillect to handle"
Poor Becky looked as if she was about to cry.
"Yes, sir, I'm very sorry for the inconvenience."
"Just do it."
Anzu walked into the airport and looked around for the check in counter.
QANTAS International.
"Yay" she muttered forlornly.
Kaiba drummed his long fingers on the top of Becky's desk. and stared down the terrified young woman. She suddenly covered her mouth and looked from Kaiba to the screen of her computer and back again.
Kaiba sighed. "What is it now?" he spat.
"Uh, this flight, sir, it...it has no vacancies in first class..." She trailed away timidly.
He just stared at her.
"Uhh, but there are several vacancies in Business class!" she said, trying to redeem herself.
Kaiba was livid. This was not his day.
"Fine, I'll take it, just don't talk to me."
Anzu walked up to the pretty little thing behind the counter of international check in. She looked frazzled and harrased.
"Bad day?" she asked, smiling kindly.
Becky laughed "Yeah, just a difficult customer, passport, please."
Anzu handed it to her, "WellI hope the rest of your customers aren't like that!"
Becky handed Anzu her boarding pass and placed her bags on the conveyor.
"Me too, have a nice flight, Miss Mazaki."
Anzu smiled "thankyou."
Seto sat himself down in the terminal and opened his laptop. He had barely typed a word when the announcement came across the sound system:
"flight 314 to Sydney, Australia now boarding, please make your way to terminal 12, thankyou."
Seto practically stormed to the boarding area and pushed aside a wide-eyed teenager.
The sooner this flight was over, the better.
Anzu handed her boarding pass to the attendant with a smile, The man smiled back
"Seat 3A, right through there and the window seat on your left."
"thankyou."
She peered over to her seat to see who she was stuck with for a few hours
And found herself looking at a pair of unsettlingly familiar icy blue eyes.
"this cannot be happening."
Pret: WOOOHOOO! Guess who?
YamiPret: I would have thought that was blindingly obvious.
Pret: Quiet, you!
YamiPret: There you go, what do you think? Please review!