Chapter 3. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh or any of the characters...
Anzu walked through the entrance of the smaller room.
"Close the door..." a voice croaked.
Anzu recognized the voice of the woman who had answered her phone call earlier. She complied and closed the door before turning around and sitting down onto a chair that was located in front of a wooden table with a telephone perched on it. The old woman was sitting behind it stiffly. Her arms were folded, and she didn't have a happy expression on her face. She had two other maids standing on either side of her.
"Your name and age?" the woman asked. Her piercing gray-eyed gaze tore into Anzu's soul as if forcing her to tell the exact truth. It seemed as if nothing could get past this woman.
"M-Mazaki Anzu. 18."
The old woman sat back more comfortably and smiled slightly. "Excellent. Welcome to the Kaiba manor. My name is Kanna, and I will be your interviewer for today. Don't try any funny business, because I have been here since Mr. Kaiba was a young boy, and I know all the tricks."
"Um, great, I guess?"
"Well then... Why don't we begin with you telling us your intentions? Why do you want to work here?"
Those eyes were boring into her once again, "Honestly, I don't care for the babysitting part. I just need money quickly so I can buy an apartment nearby school."
One of the two maids beside Kanna looked surprised.
"Really?"
"Yes. Kaiba is a jerk..."
The three interviewers looked at each other before nodding and exploding with a barrage of questions for Anzu...
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Kaiba walked back into his office angrily. It had been just his luck. Kanna had called him earlier and told him that she doubted anyone would make it past her anytime soon. He decided to cool off a bit and went swimming in his indoor pool. Naturally, after getting his hair and body doused in chlorine, he wanted a shower. He had been lazy and didn't feel like going to his private bathroom up in his bedroom, which proved to be a grave mistake. After his shower, he heard noises outside and thought it was Mokuba. Boy...Was he ever surprised when he heard the shrill squeal of a girl. He didn't know how much she had seen, but one thing was for sure...He had to get better security here. If some random obsessed fangirl could easily get into one of his restrooms, then they were doing a rather poor ass fucking job.
He sat angrily in his comfortable recliner behind his desk after entering his office. He swore to himself that he would find the girl, but all he could really get a glimpse of was her shoulder length brown hair. She had appeared to have a lithe skinny body, as she was able to quickly run out when he had yelled at her.
Shaking his head to remove it of unnecessary pondering, he opened his laptop to work on his latest project. The coding had gotten all screwed up and there was a glitch in the holographic images in many areas. This was the reason he had needed a babysitter for Mokuba. He knew with a deadline looming around the corner that he would have to spend many nights and days either locked in his office or down in the main building with his employees. He just couldn't let Mokuba take care of himself. His brother was only 6 years old. It was a pretty young age to start, so he had gotten the idea of hiring a babysitter. He thought a nice sister or mother figure for Mokuba would be nice since Seto himself was all the male Mokuba would ever need, but now, he was starting to regret letting all these women come.
Just as his laptop turned on and he typed in the password, his desk phone rang. Sighing angrily, he snatched it up.
"Better make this quick. I've got tons of work to do." He stated.
Kanna's voice piped up, "Now I know I told you no one would probably get past me for a while, but I think I found the right person for the job. She is fairly young, but her motives are real, and believe it or not, she wants nothing to do with you."
Kaiba was amused despite keeping up his stoic expression. Only 1 out of every 100 girls could make Kanna think she was right for the job, so this girl must have been a genius to figure out how to please the ever complicated Kanna.
"Really, now? Send her up. I'd like to see if she's the right person as you say."
"Yes, Mr. Kaiba."
He hung up without another word. This should be quite interesting. All the other girls who had seemed okay for the job had come into his office for their interview with him and either burst into tears at his ruthlessness, or stumbled over all their words and acted like a bunch of lovestruck idiots. He smirked, almost happy and ready to chew out this girl.
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Kanna put the phone back down after she called Kaiba.
"Alright Ms. Mazaki. Do your best for your interview. I think you will do quite well."
"He agreed?" Anzu said skeptically.
"Well... I didn't quite tell him who you were, but that shouldn't be a problem. Tanuki, please escort her to his office."
"Yes, Kanna."
One of the maids standing next to Kanna began walking out of the room after opening the door. Anzu followed behind her. She felt slightly triumphant when many womens' gazes turned to her. She spotted those women from earlier sporting dumbfounded looks. Feeling childish, she stuck her tongue out at them.
"Ms. Mazaki. Please refrain from provoking the other women." Even though she said that, Tanuki was smiling a ghost of a smile.
They left the living room and walked down a hallway to an elevator situated at the end it. They entered it and Tanuki pulled the lever so that they could go up four stories. Once they stopped on the landing, they got off and walked down numerous halls that seemed to stretch on forever.
"This is what Mr. Kaiba would call his 'office' space. All paperwork, BETAs, and new products are done somewhere on this floor."
"Um...okay?"
A whole floor for shit like that? Does he live for work or something? Urgh...He's probably the same as he was back in school...
They turned down one more hallway before Tanuki stopped in front of a large wooden door. A sign in the front read 'Please Knock'. She bowed slightly to Anzu, wished her luck, and headed back towards the elevator.
Gathering up all her nerves, Anzu took a deep breath and opened his door, totally disregarding his sign. She heard a 'What the hell?' before she finally stepped completely into the room and faced a pissed off looking Kaiba.
He glared at her fiercely. "Mazaki? Why are you here? And why in the hell didn't you knock?"
Anzu looked around his office, intrigued by how small and cozy it was. The air was crisp and cool and refreshing to the skin, especially on a hot summer day such as this one. Against the wall to her left was a comfortable couch long enough to sleep on on days when he probably slept in his office. Nearby the couch were file cabinets with years marked on each cabinet door. It probably held numerous documents and coding to the previously released games. To the right was a monstrosity. A huge mountain of paperwork was just haphazardly piled together in many stacks. The stacks formed a pathway to an almost hidden printer, fax machine, and scanner.
"Why do you think I'm here?" she finally answered.
He rolled his eyes, "Don't tell me you're the girl Kanna was talking about?"
"The one and only." Mazaki responded, "What? I'm not good enough? Were you expecting some whore with a full rack?"
Kaiba scowled. He was kinda taken aback by her spitfire attitude. The Anzu he remembered had been more reserved and stuck to being an 'Amen Corner' to her friend's remarks. She seemed completely different.
"So have you finally retired from fucking those three dweebs and decided to move on to better things? Although I'd have to say, sorry, you're not my type."
Anzu growled low in her throat. There it was. That stupid reminder of the rumor that she had to beat out of her life for at least two years. Only Kaiba could bring it up at such a time. She decided not to dignify it with an answer.
"Alright, Kaiba. My day has been too fucking tiring to start arguing so let me just cut to the chase. I need money. You've got it. Can you just interview me already so I can babysit your brother? Don't worry, I'll be out of your way all the time, so when you have your little half-wit whores over, I won't hear a thing. Okay?"
Kaiba smirked as Anzu glared a hole into his head. He found it strangely alluring that she hated him with such a passion. High school sure must've been hell for her. All he had made was one comment, and then his fangirls had blown everything totally out of proportions and those rumors started spreading like a wild fire.
Anzu on the other hand, was doing everything in her power to stop herself from blushing. His trademark smirk was reminding her of when she saw him almost naked and dripping wet. He looked, dare she say it... sexy almost...in a rugged, pretty boy kind of way. She knew he'd always been attractive, but seeing him up close had made her realize that he was truly handsome and possessed a certain charm to him that enticed her. She hadn't felt like this since she the first time she had ever seen him in their first year of high school.
No wonder these women are lined up around the block...
She snapped out of her thoughts when she heard Kaiba's voice once again.
"He's slipping into that phase young boys go through when they start to...appreciate... women. You'd have to correct that if I hired you."
Anzu caught the gist of what he was saying, "Shouldn't that be the job of a male figure? And erm... He's not having wet dreams is he? I don't know if I can handle something like that."
Kaiba's full blown look of surprise almost cracked her up. He looked genuinely caught off guard with his eyebrows up in the sky and his mouth slightly ajar.
"Mazaki...He's a 6 year old boy... Why in the hell would he be having those yet? He hasn't even reached his teens."
"Well... It just seemed like you were an incompetent older brother and couldn't watch him. Perhaps one of his last babysitters introduced him to the world of hentai or something because a six year old boy shouldn't be interested in women yet."
Kaiba stared at her in shock. He could not believe the words that spewed from Anzu's mouth. Sure, Mokuba's last babysitter had been a dumbass, but he had always paid close attention to what she was doing with Mokuba. Maybe Anzu was right... Maybe his lack of activity in Mokuba's life had caused him to miss some rather subtle changes to the boy. Anzu seemed to be deciphering something already, so he decided maybe she would be best to hire.
"I am by no means an incompetent brother. I make sure Mokuba has everything he needs to stay happy in my absence."
"And? What does that prove? You're spoiling him. If he continues growing up like this, the world will end up with another Seto Kaiba on our hands."
He ignored her comment and continued, "Can you cook? Our last chef quit so I've been doing all the cooking lately."
Kaiba can cook...Whoa. That just made him more sexy, if that's even possible. "Of course I can cook! I'm a regular Hiroyuki Sakai*!"
Kaiba rose a perfect eyebrow, "Hn. You'll have to come whenever I call on any occasion."
"Hell, I'll come everyday if I can get enough money for the rent for four years."
He frowned again, "And please, lose the cursing. I don't Mokuba to pick up a bad habit."
"Alright, assbite." Anzu replied giggling.
Kaiba scowled but stood up and walked around his desk to Anzu.
"Alright Mazaki. You've got yourself a job."
He had intended to shake her hand to finalize the deal, but Anzu had other plans. She not so subtly squealed with happiness and jumped up and down. Then, she wrapped her arms around Seto's neck and kissed his cheek.
"Thank you!Thank you!Thank you!Thank you!Thank you!Thank you!" she exclaimed. "New apartment, here the fuck I come!"
In shock at her sudden move, Kaiba had instinctively wrapped his arms around her waist. He hadn't meant to hold her; it had just come out that way. When her initial exclamation had died down, she found herself right up against Kaiba and staring into his intense blue eyes. Neither of their holds on each other relinquished and Anzu found herself slowly melting in his piercing gaze.
What's wrong with you? This is KAIBA! The jackass who spread those rumors.
Anzu snapped back to reality and unlatched her arms from around his neck. With the dexterity of a gymnast and the agility of a dancer, she ducked out from Kaiba's arms.
"Um, I'll... um...Go see Kanna..."
She quickly left the office without the slightest clue where she was going. But one thing was for sure. She was glad she had left, because right after she had removed herself from their awkward "hug", she realized completely what she had done and began to blush a bright red. Being close to him had really knocked her around a bit. She could feel his strong abdomen under the fabric of his dress shirt and with each breath they took, their bodies moved against each other causing Anzu to become slightly aroused. His spicy cologne and the scent of his aftershave had invaded her senses and only reminded her of when she saw him in the bathroom. She could just imagine them unclothed, nothing obstructing them from feeling each other's skin. She blushed an even deeper red and shook her head to clear it of the naughty thoughts.
"What the hell is wrong with me?" she muttered as she continued to walk distractedly.
Seto wasn't doing much better either. He was still standing in the same spot where he had been when they hugged and his mind kept replaying the scene in his head. Anzu's lithe body jumping up and down. Anzu hopping into his arms and placing her lips on his face. He could feel her entire body through the thin fabric of her shirt. She smelled of vanilla and strawberries, and it only made him want to ravish her. Looking into her surprised blue eyes had only added to his sudden lust for the girl. He wondered what she would taste like. Or even better... What she would feel like with her thrashing under him while he thrusted into her over and over again until they climaxed. The sudden tightening of his pants reminded him where he was and pulled him out of his Anzu induced daydream.
He walked over to his desk painfully and called Kanna, letting her know to eradicate the house of the futile women because he'd found the right girl.
"Damn... I need another shower. Cold, this time."
How'd you like the chapter? Things are starting to get hot between the two.
* Hiroyuki Sakai is a famous Iron Chef from Japan who cooks excellent food. His specialty is French food.
I'm gonna start a new story soon, so please be on the lookout for it. It's main couple will of course be SetoAnzu.