Chapter 2: Project
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello one and all! I am really, really sorry that it took me this long to finally put up another chapter of Egg. This rather big thing called school decided to take up most of my time, but I finally have written this! Thank you for all your wonderful reviews!
DISCLAIMER: Yugioh is not mineeeeee. XD
CODE: thinking ((me interrupting XD))
"Watch where you're going, Mizaki," a cold voice belonging to Seto Kaiba hissed dangerously to Anzu Mizaki when she collided with him as he stepped out of his limousine. Textbooks and appendages became entangled, faces glared at one another.
"Only if you watch where you're going, Kaiba," Anzu retorted, frustrated that she was becoming involved with Seto this early in the morning. She saw enough of him during school; did she really need to see him before it even started?
Grimacing, Anzu bent down to pick up her fallen books, Kaiba doing the same, both glaring at one another again as they stood up and went to class.
Ninth period Home Economics. Not Anzu's favorite class. A mere three feet away, Seto Kaiba sat at his desk, looking disinterested and wishing he was anywhere but here. Not Kaiba's favorite class, either. Kaiba looked up, saw that annoying Mizaki staring at him, scrutinizing him even, and glared evilly.
How dare she give me a look like that! As if she were better than me! Who the hell does she think she is?
Anzu quickly turned around, face flushed with anger and embarrassment.
What the hell was I staring at him for, of all people! I don't even blame him for giving me a look like that! I was probably giving him one right back!
The professor's lecture slowly filtered back in between their thoughts, and they came to realize that she was speaking of a project to take place. A partnered project involving an egg. And pretending to be nurturing parents. Wonderful. Anzu opened up her compact, and, pretending to preen, merely glanced covertly at Kaiba's reflection in the mirror; he looked as elated as she did. Which wasn't very. Lest he somehow catch her glancing at him again, she quickly snapped it shut. ((Um. Paranoid much?))
"Now, now, class, settle down," the professor eventually had to interrupt the class's groans, "I will randomly pick partners for each of you based on my own special scale. Which is also completely random." A huge grin plastered her face as she said this. ((Pretty much insane, no?))
Anzu groaned again right along with everyone else. This meant that there was a possibility of being partnered with Kaiba! But no, surely no! Fate could not be so cruel!
"Mizaki, please refrain from being anything other than purely professional and businesslike. I will not tolerate frivolity. While we are, lamentably, forced to work with each other, I expect no less than-"
But Anzu Mizaki was not listening to Seto Kaiba's lecture. She had been numb since the insane professor had announced that Kaiba and she would be partners. Kaiba. Seto Kaiba and her! Partners! She had wanted to die right then and there. Kaiba seemed to have recovered quickly; he had but one brief spasm of horror cross his face when told who his partner was, and then the apathetic I-am-an-emotional-rock look was back in place.
Anzu had been like this even while riding with Kaiba in his limousine to his mansion. Anzu was utterly silent, and, not that Kaiba would have initiated conversation anyway, it was a little unsettling to him that she had nothing to say to him. He had expected some sort of burst of outrage, maybe a shriek and a scream, but no, nothing. Not one word. He wasn't exactly thrilled about this, either. The best friend of his greatest rival and he partners! It was unthinkable.
"Agreed?" Kaiba's voice questioned her from somewhere far off.
His small lecture had finally came to a close, and, with it, did Anzu's numbness.
"Eh? Were you saying something, Kaiba?" Anzu had no clue what Kaiba had been talking about. She only knew that she had been drowning in misery.
"I asked you if you agreed. If you agreed that we would get through this without any pestering talk of friendship, Mizaki. Agreed?" Kaiba finished speaking, and with a flourish sat down in his desk chair; all apathy and business.
How dare he! How dare that damn Kaiba talk to me like this was my idea!
"I couldn't agree more, Kaiba." Anzu shot back, face alight with fury at his condescending attitude. "In fact, I'll take Sophie right now, and I will call you when I see fit so that you may pick her up."
"Fine with me, Mizaki. I don't even want to be a par-Sophie? … You named the egg Sophie. And just who do you think you are, Mizaki, to automatically decide our egg's gender?"
Oh my God. Thought Anzu. He isactually seriouslyupset that our egg is a girl! This is priceless!
To Kaiba's total shock and disbelief, he found that Mizaki was starting to laugh! Laugh! At him, no doubt!
"Oh, I'm sohahahha ahem, sorry, Kaibaahahhahaha!" Seeing that there was nothing he could do to prevent the giggles, Kaiba merely sat in stony silence. As quickly as it had come forth, the laughter dissipated.
"I'll be leaving now." And with that, Anzu pivoted around and left his office, the door slamming shut behind her retreating figure, leaving Kaiba staring at the grainy wood in astonishment.
R&R, no flames, please! ALSO! The "emotional rock" reference happens to be coined by my partner in crime, freaky-hanyou.