"Seto. Seto! SETO!"
Seto looked up from the book he was reading to see Mokuba, standing over him. Mokuba was smirking slightly.
"What?" Seto asked.
Mokuba laughed.
"My my my big brother, what is it that you're reading?" Mokuba asked, tapping his foot and smirking evilly.
Seto glanced at the cover of the book he was reading. The title was, Set My Soul Alive, and it was by Misa Sumisu. The same author who wrote My Dark Angel Of Sin. Seto had read three of her other books, this one being the fourth. If you counted My Dark Angel of Sin he had read five. In the last three days. He was becoming obsessed.
Don't you have homework?" Seto asked and went back to his book.
Mokuba cackled.
"You've become a romance junkie! Ha ha ha!" Mokuba laughed.
Seto cut his eyes at him and turned a page of his book.
"I'm not a romance junkie, I despise that trash," Seto muttered.
Mokuba smirked and looked poinedly at the cover of the romance novel Seto was reading. Seto gave him a dirty look.
"This is different. Misa Sumisu is an extremely talented writer," Seto snapped.
Mokuba laughed, not at all phased by his older bro's icy tone.
"It doesn't hurt that she's a total babe, eh Seto?" Mokuba asked.
He eyed the back of the book, where Misa Sumisu's photograph was. Seto rolled his eyes, even though he himself thought that Misa was drop dead gorgeous. She had long, silver blonde curls that spilled down past her waist, perfectly rounded, perky breasts that showed up nicely under her white tank top, great, shapely, long legs showcased by a pair of tiny jean shorts, a pretty, soft looking, big pink mouth, and these beautiful, big, melting brown eyes that formed a striking contrast to her silvery-fair hair. She was beautiful.
Mokuba watched as Seto studied Misa's picture carefully. Then he cackled and bounced on the back of his heels.
"You're hilarious big brother! I'm going to call Lisa and tell her what a hypocrite my famous big brother is!" Mokuba declared.
Then he turned around and raced upstairs to go call his best friend. Seto shook his head. Mokuba was making this into such a BIG deal. His icy blue eyes moved back to the picture of Misa. She really was pretty. As he stared at her soft, pretty pink mouth, he wondered what it would feel like to kiss her. Then he shook his head to rid himself of this thought. He wasn't just reading her books because she was beautiful. She really could write well. And what was even more, he felt like he completely related to her, to the tone of her books. As he read, he felt like he was growing closer to Misa. Felt like he knew her. Her thoughts, opinions, and views of the world were very similar to his own views. It was obvious that life hadn't been too kind to her. That was okay, he understood that. Life hadn't been all that much kinder to him.
He wanted to meet her. This desire was possesing him. It was distracting him from his work. His thoughts were always on Misa. On her books, on her style of writing, the descriptions of places she wrote about, on the millions of things she had wrote about that stuck out to him because he could relate, or just on the image of Misa herself. Of her beautiful, big, soft, melting, chocolate brown eyes. Of her silvery blonde hair and her delicate looking soft pink mouth. At night, the image of Misa haunted his dreams.
It was crazy. Insane. Seto was highly aggitated with himself. He usuall had more will power then this. He has tried to stop himself from reading more of her books. But he really couldn't help himself. He was addicted. He craved to read these books, as crazy as it sounded, he really did. And his overwhelming desire to meet Misa was distracting him from work. Mokuba thought that was great. He felt that Seto needed a hobby to distract him from his company, even if it was just reading silly love stories written by a hot girl. When he told Seto this, Seto had scowled.
Just then Seto's cell phone rang, interrupting his thoughts. He quickly flipped it open and said "Kaiba," in a raspy voice.
"Hello Mr. Kaiba sir, it is I, Roland!" Declared the voice of Seto's over enthusiastic little minion.
"Obviously Roland, what do you want?" Seto demanded.
"Well two things sir. Number one to tell you that I got a call back from the Care Taker Agency. They were honored that Seto Kaiba was considering their services and they have a new girl who would be available to start work for you as soon as possible. The girl had excellent referrences," Roland said.
Seto nodded to himself. Lately he had been noticing that he didn't have near enough time to spend with Mokuba and give him the care and attention that he needed. He didn't want Mokuba to be neglected, he himself had been neglected and would die if he did the same to Mokuba. So he had done a little looking and found the best Care Takers Agency in Domino. He had Roland take care of the necessary arrangements.
"Good, I want you to arrange for the girl to be here tomorrow afternoon Roland," Seto said.
"Will do Mr. Kaiba. And the second thing is that I called to remind you about Maximillion Pegasus' publicity party tonight," Roland said.
"Yeah, what about it?" Seto demanded.
"Well sir, I called to remind you that you promised the press and Pegasus himself that you would attend, I knew you would forget sir," Roland said.
"What? When the hell did I promise to go to Pegasus' party?" Seto asked.
"Three days ago sir," Roland said.
Three days ago, when he had first read Misa Sumisu. God damn.