Whoa..I had the ultimate writers block...Sort of. I had this idea in my head but I just couldn't seem to put it into words, and this was beyond irritating.
Well, anyways...Review!!!
Oh and thank you to my two reviews who complimented my grammar...I was beyond happy. I was like...'Omigod! Someone actually likes it!'...I though of this because I thought no one actually likes my 'story'.Well, tell me how you feel at the end of this chapter! I have to know you're thoughts, comments, suggestions, flames, anything!
This chapter is dedicated to my first two reviewers...
Sakura Takanouchi and Troubled Spirit of Hell.
P.S. I tried to update as soon as I can..but I blame facebook. Yes, facebook. It's because I got addicted to pet society and word challenge...Yes, blame facebook.
Presenting the fifth installment to A Double Entendre.
Disclaimer: I don't own and thus you have no right to sue.
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It was the plethora of these droplets of rain. It was raining too hard for the common liking of the public. It was during these days that people preferred staying indoors due to the awful weather beyond the bounds of their homes. Usually, on these days 'typical' families would stay indoors drinking hot chocolate while some board game while some would spend it by watching television.
But we all know that the Kaiba family is far from conventional.
"Seto catch!!!", the younger brother screamed.
"I got it Mokuba! Here!", his elder brother said while running.
"Mokuba you're such a slowpoke!"
"You're a lot taller than I am!", the younger brother replied logically.
After playing catch under the pouring rain, they laid down on the grass, obviously drenched.
"Hey, Seto...We're soaking wet.", said Mokuba.
"I know."
Being the more mature person Mokuba is he said, "Well, since we are drenched, we can catch a cold if we don't change our clothes soon."
"Stop acting so mature Mokuba. It's just water. If we catch a cold, we catch it.", Seto Kaiba said laughing the entire time.
There they were, drenched. Their 'apparels' soaked. There they were, having fun under the rain. It was an odd site, but it was a good one. A very good and peaceful one. They were silent for a short period of time, until the elder brother broke the invisible barrier of silence between them.
"Hey, Mokuba."
"Yeah, Seto?"
"I think it's about time I start figuring out what it's all about. It's time that I should know on why people make such a big fuss about it. "
The younger brother was confused. What is he talking about?
"Make a fuss over what, Seto?"
"Love.", he said and Seto paused for a while and took a deep breath and said, "It's not that great really, I just don't understand on how people figure out that they're in love. Besides, how does one know whether or not they are in love?"
The elder Kaiba sat up right from his comfortable position on the grass.
"I just don't get it.", Seto said. He was really really puzzled.
"From what I heard, people feel this warm feeling in your stomach.", Mokuba replied with the best of his abilities.
"Well, how do you know if that is love? What if you're just sick?", said the elder brother.
Can't Seto differentiate sick from not sick?
"Maybe when you fall in love...you'll figure it out."
"I hope so."
Then they stayed there for a good fifteen minutes. Until their 'nounou' called them from the veranda..
"Seto-sama! Mokuba-sama! Please go inside, you will catch a cold at this rate!"
"Let's go Seto.", Mokuba said, being a lot more sensible compared to his brother decided to leave.
"You go ahead Mokuba. I'll stay here."
So Mokuba did as his brother requested and left him there...under the rain, soaked, with his clothes practically glued to his skin.
When Mokbua got the the veranda, his 'nounou' instantly covered him with a very thick and warm towel. Then she asked him with a very strong hint of concern in her voice, "How about your brother?"
"Nounou, you know how much Seto likes the rain."
Then she looked towards the general direction of his brother and then said, "Very well. Now let us go inside and get you changed before these clothes decide not to get off."
Mokuba went inside the mansion then went up the stairs to get to his room.
His room was not at all spotless. The clothes were all scattered around, his toys were on places they weren't suppose to be, and there was left over food everywhere.
His nounou room and took a good look around and she asked as calmly as possible, "Mokuba-sama, where is the floor? I cannot seem to find it because of all of these...things scattered around."
"Hehehe, well...I'll clean it up later I promise!", Mokuba replied with a huge grin.
"Now move along and get changed then go to the dining area after wards, I shall prepare some hot cocoa for you."
Now, where did I put my clothes again?
After a 'few' minutes of searching, Mokuba was lucky to be able to find his striped sweater and his pants.
"Phew, that took a while.", he said. Then he has finally decided to change his wardrobe. Then he looked outside the window. Whoa, Seto's still there and it's stopped raining and he's still lying down on the grass.
It didn't take much time for their nounou to get Seto Kaiba inside.
"How could you possibly fall asleep outside?!"
"I-"
She cut of what he was about to say and said,"And in that weather?! Kaiba-sama, if you had the right mind, you wouldn't even go out in the rain!", she then took a deep breath and said, "Goodness."
"Nounou,I have something to ask you."
"What is it?"
"How do you know if a person is in love?"
She looked at him with surprise and happiness. "I knew you were going to ask me this someday. Oh goodness."
"Why? Is there something wrong with it?"
"No. It's just... You should be asking Roland. I mean, you have just turned sixteen and he would be able to answer your questions a lot better."
"Nounou, I don't think Roland has even fallen in love yet.", he said with a chuckle.
"Since you really want to know, here's my advice for you, love comes when it is most unexpected."
A young boy he is beneath that cold exterior, a young immature boy indeed.
Seto Kaiba thought deeply for a while then he left, puzzled. Definitely puzzled.
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"Is the operation over, Roland?"
"No, not yet.", he replied.
"Oh goodness, I really hope Seto-sama is alright.", she said.
"Maria, calm down. Stop pacing he's fine."
"I just can't knowing he's still in the operating room."
Well, it wasn't just her who felt uneasy, skittish, timorous and neurotic.
"Well, Roland. You're not the one to talk. You've been shaking your leg and you've been fumbling with your tie the entire time.", she said in such a blunt manner.
"Maria, the operation is done."
"Oh I really hope Seto-sama is alright."
Hey, troubled spirit of hell and sakura takanouchi...I hope you liked it!
even if the story is going so slow. Really slow. Super slow. Mondo slow...Super duper slow
Gosh! I need inspiration...if you think you can inspire me...please introduce yourself.
or if you have something you wanna suggest...go tell me.
Anyways, read some more and review!!! The reviews will be loved don't worry.:)
Oh yeah...Nounou means nanny in french...I think. If it isn't, do correct me.=))