Chapter 5: Expert
Seto stopped her from leaving after work a couple weeks later. "Do you want to go out tomorrow night?"
Luna smiled. "Sure. What time do you want me to be ready?"
"I want you to be ready by six-thirty. Our reservation is for seven." Seto grinned.
"Where are we going?" Luna tried to pry it out of him.
"Oh, nice try. You will find out when we get there. Just dress a little nice and you'll be fine." Seto kissed her and she left.
The next night, Luna dressed in a long-sleeved purple shirt and jeans. Fall had started and the evening had a nip in the air. She grabbed her jacket and headed for the door. "I'm leaving for my date, David." She called.
David appeared in the doorway to the kitchen. "Hold on, Luna. I want to talk to you for a moment."
"Can't it wait? I need to get to the mansion." Luna reminded.
"It will only take a moment." David assured her. "Tell Seto if he expects to keep dating you, he and I need to have a talk."
"David, really?" Luna sighed. "Okay, fine. I'll talk to him."
"Good. Have fun, but not too much fun." David made a face and returned to the kitchen.
Luna turned red and left the house where a limo was on the curb in front of the house. Seto was inside, waiting for her. He was wearing a blue dress shirt and black slacks. "You look handsome." She greeted, giving him a kiss.
"You look beautiful." Seto smiled.
The limo pulled away from the curb and drove to a Japanese restaurant. Seto got out, helping her out as well. "How did you know I like Japanese food?"
"A little birdie again." Seto grinned. Luna laughed.
Seto led her inside where a hostess greeted them. "Mr. Kaiba, welcome. This must be your beautiful date." She smiled in greeting.
Luna blushed. "Thank you."
"Right this way." The hostess took two menus and led them to a table by a window overlooking the pier. "Is this table okay, sir?"
Seto looked at Luna, who nodded. "Perfect." He smiled politely at the hostess.
The hostess nodded her head and set the table down before leaving.
Seto settled into his seat across from Luan and picked up the menu. "What do you want to eat? Pick out anything you want. I'm buying."
"I hope so. You asked me out." Luna smirked at him. "And, since you're writing my paycheck, you'd be the one paying even if I paid for it anyway."
Seto chuckled. "Technically, once you cash the check, it's no longer my money. If it was my money, I would have a say in what you spent it on. As it is, I can only recommend what is good here. The California roll is excellent here."
Luna smiled. "That's my favorite, actually."
"Because you're from California?" Seto raised an eyebrow.
"No, actually. I just like the flavor." Luna smiled.
"This place is very strict about using chopsticks. If you need help with yours, let me know. It can get tricky." Seto offered.
"You think because I'm American I wouldn't know how to use chopsticks?" Luna challenged, raising an eyebrow.
"I learned to use chopsticks before I learned to write with a pencil. It's part of my heritage. Where would you have learned?" Seto challenged.
"Well," Luna huffed, clearly feeling challenged. "You'll just have to see how adept at the art of the chopstick I am."
"We will see." Seto smirked.
Their waitress arrived finally, sensing Luna's annoyance. "Can I get you something to drink?" she asked, glancing at Luna.
"Mountain Dew." Luna replied, still annoyed.
"Pepsi." Seto replied, without looking up at the waitress.
The waitress wrote it down on a pad of paper. "Are you ready to order?" she asked.
"Your California Roll platter." Luna handed the menu to the waitress.
"The same for me." Seto handed his menu to the waitress as well.
"I'll put it right in." the waitress bustled away.
"How did Mokuba do today?" Seto asked, to change the subject.
"Huh?" Luna asked, startled by the change of subject.
"Mokuba? My brother?" Seto stifled a laugh. "I asked how he did today."
"He did fine. Some of the kids are hitting their growth spurts already and he's now shorter than the other kids. They all know you're his brother and they wonder why he's so much shorter than you. He was really upset by it when he got home." Luna explained.
Seto sighed. He figured something like that might happen. "He'll catch up to the rest of the kids eventually. I was shorter than the other kids until I was thirteen. Then I grew a foot practically overnight."
"Where did the rest of the height come from?" Luna joked, finding a smile.
Seto chuckled. "Last year I had another growth spurt and reached my full six feet. In no time I'll have to buy him a whole new wardrobe because he outgrew it. Kaiba men aren't the first in growth spurts, but they are one of the tallest."
"So you're saying he'll probably be taller than you?" Luna asked.
"I found my birth parents' records a while back. They were 6'0" and 6'4. It would shock me if he wasn't taller than me." Seto smiled.
"I remember you said you didn't want to talk about them in public, so I won't ask." Luna said softly.
"Thank you." Seto gave her a grateful smile.
The waitress returned with their food, setting the plates in front of them. She set a packet of chopsticks in front of each of them. "Enjoy your meal." She said, smiling.
"Wow me with your amazing chopstick skills." Seto smirked, unrolling his chopsticks. Luna did the same.
Seto's smirk fell as he watched Luna expertly use the chopsticks to pick up a California roll and take a bite. "Mmm…this is delicious. You are right." She looked up at Seto, amused. "You were saying about my chopstick skills?" she asked innocently.
Seto chuckled. "I stand corrected."
Seto and Luna ate their sushi, using their chopsticks. Luna finally pushed away her plate, holding her stomach. "Ugh, I'm done."
"I better ask for the check, then." Seto motioned for the waitress, who arrived with the check. He opened the black folder, glanced at the ticket, and slipped his debit card in it.
Luna noticed this task with interest. "I can only imagine how much that bank account has in it." She chuckled.
"That's actually my personal account, not the business account. Not as much, but still impressive." Seto tried and failed to sound modest.
"Nice try at being modest, there." Luna giggled.
Seto chuckled as the waitress returned, taking the folder away. She returned a few minutes later with the folder. Seto signed the ticket and left it on the table. "Let's go."
Seto led her outside and called for the limo with the microphone in his collar. The limo pulled up in front of them and Rolland got out of the driver's seat, opening the door for them. Luna slid in and Seto slid in after her.
The limo drove to Luna's house and stopped in front of it. Luna got out and Seto did as well, walking her to the front door. "I don't want to say goodnight." Luna murmured, hating for the wonderful night to end.
"Me either." Seto glanced at his watch. "You have a couple minutes before you break curfew. You better go."
The front door opened and David appeared in the doorway. "Say good night, Mr. Kaiba." He ordered, not happy.
Luna sighed. "I better go. Thanks for the wonderful dinner."
Seto leaned in and kissed her lightly on the cheek. "I'll see you tomorrow when you come in to work, then." He said quietly as he stepped back.
"Tell Mokuba I said hi." Luna stepped toward the front door, a wavering look in her eye.
Seto glanced one more time at her before she disappeared into the house. He headed to the limo and got in. "Home, Rolland." He ordered, and settled back in the seat.
"Yes, Mr. Kaiba." Rolland nodded and drove away.