Pret: Hello, thankyou for the reviews, it seems everyone is in favour of this fic being a SetAnzu pairing. Well, that's what I thought…however, I am the author of this fic and I can do whatever I want with it laughs maniacally ahem
YamiPret: I thought I was the dark side…
Pret: yeah, well. Anyway, there are a few things I need to explain, so
READ THIS OR YOU WON'T UNDERSTAND!
All right. In this chapter…actually the whole story… The characters' consciences take the shape of the people closest to them. Got that? It's sort of like they're imagining what that person would say if they were there. Is this too confusing?
YamiPret: only for you, weak mortal.
Pret: shut it, fool. Also, I noticed that there was another fiction called flight 12 and I can assure you, I had no idea that existed until I'd well and truly published my story. So, sorry to the author of flight 12 I didn't mean it!
italics thoughts / conscience speaking.
Ok, And also, (discalimer, this be!)I don't own the damn show! OK? geeze. and i don't own Yoda either... or any cola or cola related products...oh, oh, or the book the sound of one hand clapping allrightyz? clear? prefecto
Chapter 2, fancy seeing you here/ death to quarantine.
Anzu gaped at the teen before her. This could not be happening. Just her luck. stuck with Kaiba for the whole trip. It was unbelievable, really.
"Mazaki?" Kaiba frowned, then went back to his work, completely ignoring Anzu.
"Kaiba." She replied coolly.
Seto, although not planning to gawk like Mazaki was any time soon, was incredulous. He groaned silently, if only those jets weren't in service...
He decided to say something, or else he'd look like an idiot.
"How much did you have to bribe the airline to get a seat next to me, Mazaki?" Seto smirked. Perfect, that should infuriate her, maybe she'd get kicked off the plane.
"As much as you think the world revolves around you, Kaiba, there are some women who are smart enough to see you for the arrogent jerk you are!"
"Ah, but the world does revolve around me, Mazaki, and the fact you're taking time to point out how much of an arrogent jerk I am just reinforces my point." smirked Kaiba. He really did enjoy annoying Anzu.
Anzu let out a frustrated sigh and stowed her hand luggage. Her mind was positivly reeling.What was he doing on this flight?He probably had business in Sydney.Maybe if she just ignored Kaiba for the whole trip, he would disappear...
Then she realised something that would make it very hard for her to ignore Kaiba. Her seat. It was on the window side. Kaiba was on the aisle. Now, the business class seats were very spacious, but Kaiba had very long legs...
Seto heard someone clear their throat. He looked up to see Mazaki standing over him, hands on her hips. So she wanted to get to her seat.He looked back at his laptop. ignore her and she'll go away he thought. She cleared her throat again.
"What." he snapped without looking up. He was really angry at that ditz at the check-in.
"I need to get to my seat, Kaiba." Mazaki said with a pointed look at his legs. Seto smirked. This was a perfect opportunity to embarass Yugi's little cheerleader.
"Can't you just climb over?" he smirked.
"Why you lazy-" Anzu caught herself and smiled, "Of courseI can." she said pleasantly. This should be fun she thought.
In one fluid movement, Anzu placed both her hands on Kaiba's legs, pushed against them with all her weight and vaulted him.
Seto let out an oof sound and glared at the nnow smirking Mazaki sitting next to him. This is going to be a long flight he thought wearily.
part 2, take off.
Seto glanced at the book Mazaki was reading. "the sound of one hand clapping" eugh, he thought probably some trashy, girly romance novel.
Hm, that's not very nice, Seto. said a voice Seto looked up to see "Mokuba" standing in the aisle. That's right, Mokuba always liked Yugi and his nerd herd. A flight attendant who was checking to see if baggage was stowed properly walked right through the "mokuba" image., she's really nice, you know, and intelligent. You should talk to her. The "boy" disappeared.
Against his better judgement, Seto opened his mouth.
"So, why are you going to Australia, Mazaki?"
Anzu considered giving Kaiba a faceful of sarcasm, it was very tempting...
Oh, Annie, said a little girl from the seat in front of Anzu, she was about 12, and very pretty. She had hair and eyes just like Anzu.be nice. you're the one always preaching the values of friendship. Don't be a hypocrite.
Anzu cursed her conscience. (a/n, yes, they know it's just their imagination.)
"I'm meeting my parents." She replied shortly, Anzu wasn't about to give Kaiba the satisfaction of a full answer, and the mild confusion that flashed across his face-albeit briefly- was worth it, it helped her see Kaiba was only human.
The hostesses were going through the safety procedures, Anzu looked out her window. She missed her sister. Everyone had said Aiko looked just like her. That was before the accident...
Anzu shook herself. Her sister was not a great thing to be dwelling on, about to see her parents, sitting next to Kaiba. he would probably think being emotional was a weakness, just like her parents did...
No. Don't think about them, either. Damn. She needed to pee.
"I need to go to the toilet, Kaiba. Do I have to..." Anzu grinned as Kaiba's eyes widened. I don't think he wants me to vault him again. thought Anzu, satisfied.
"No," he said, "I'll move." He stood up to let Anzu pass. However, somewhere between her seat and the aisle someone's foot got in the way and the effect was rather spectacular, so much so it has to be explained in slow-motion.
Anzu put her right foot forward which connected with Kaiba's which forced her upper body forward and sent her legs into the air.
The result was ending up sprawled across a startled middle aged business man's lap in front of a smirking Kaiba.
"I didn't know you went for older men, Mazaki."
"Why you little..." Anzu stalked off. This is going to be a really tedious flight.
Seto was curious, despite himself. He would never admit it, but he desperately wanted to know why Mazaki's parents were in Australia. In fact, it was killing him.
A well-meaning flight attendant asked Anzu if she wanted a drink.
"Umm, I'll have a cola, thanks."
"And for you, sir."asked the flight attendant with a dazzling smile, Seto ignored her.
"Sir?"
"Do I look like I want a drink?"
Anzu glared at Kaiba. He really was rude sometimes.
"He'll have an orange juice," said Anzu, she coudn't watch this poor young girl get hurt, no matter how much shit she got from Kaiba later, "Thank you."
The flight attendant smiled and moved to the next passenger. Kaiba glared at Anzu.
"What was that, Mazaki?" He growled.
"That was me saving that girl's feelings, poor thing," shot back Anzu, "you might not care about anyone, Kaiba, but I noticed that she was young and emotional. She'd probably spend the whole flight wondering what she did wrong. That's not fair"
Kaiba glared at her.
"You had no right to speak for me."
"You had no right to cut her down."
"You undermined me, Mazaki, you made me look like a child." Seto winced, he hadn't meant to let that out.
"Oh, did I step on your ego, Kaiba? Do you want mummy to kiss it better?"
"Don't speak to me, Mazaki. You might pollute me."
"Gladly."
"Thank you."
"fine."
"Ok." Seto returned to his laptop. Stupid Mazaki.
"I don't even like orange juice." he muttered. what was that, seto? Mokuba grinned, what happened to your endless fountain of wit? I don't like Orange juice? genius.
Shut up. I'll get her for that one.
Pret: hehehe! I love it when they fight!
YamiPret: Um...isn't this a SetoXAnzu pairing?
Pret: Stop making me look stupid, stupid.
YamiPret: Sorry about her.
Pret: Yes, well, I'm sorry about the late update, but i have another up my sleeve! yay! so, when I've had a break (i'm sick with a stomach bug, so it's harder for me to concentrate) i'll post it! Thanx everyone!