Kiarra sighed, fiddling with the necklace that was around her neck. Kaiba was late once again. The only thing that makes it worse, is that it's our anniversary. She thought, looking at her rings. Her eyes began to tear up. She took a sip from her wine. She spotted the waiter and motioned for him to come over. He came over. "Can I get you something Mrs. Kaiba?"
"Yes, the check." Kiarra said. The waiter handed her the booklet, and she slipped in her credit card. "He's not coming."
The waiter looked sympathetic. He was the same one who had served them two years ago when Seto had proposed. He took the card, and went to the register. He returned with her coat, handing her the card. "Is it too late to wish you a pleasant evening, Mrs. Kaiba?"
"Yes, but it's appreciated nonetheless." Kiarra said, putting on her coat, sticking the card back in her wallet and putting the wallet into her purse. She left the restaurant, and hailed a cab, as she took one here. Seto had promised he'd meet her here. She got in and told him the address. She tried not to cry. She should have known this would happen. I was lying to myself to think that Seto Kaiba couldn't be a workaholic. Kiarra thought. She felt a tear roll down her cheek. Once at the mansion, she paid the driver and went to the door, getting her keys from her purse.
Just then her cell rang. She opened it.
"Kiarra I can explain." Seto said before she could even say hello.
"I don't want excuses, Seto." She said sternly, trying not to sound upset. "This is the last straw; I'll be packing my things."
She hung up then, and opened the door. She headed up to their room and got out her suitcase, starting to cry. She only put in a few shirts before she sat on the bed. She loved Seto, she truly did. She just hated how his work seemed more important than their marriage. She cried until she fell asleep.
She woke up, feeling Seto kiss her. She slapped him, sitting up. "You think you can come home and kiss me? You expect me to just forget that you missed dinner on our anniversary?!" She asked him. "Not to mention how many other things you've missed!"
He stopped her from leaving the room. "No, I don't." He said. "Kiarra, I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you."
"You always say that, but when it comes down to making it up, you either cancel or don't even show, Seto." Kiarra said, going to the dresser. She started grabbing things from the drawers.
Kaiba took her arm and brought her to him. He kissed her again. "You know how I know that you're not completely furious with me?" He asked.
Kiarra looked at him, taken aback by his question. "How?" She asked.
"You're still calling me Seto." He said. "You only call me Kaiba when you're really angry with me."
Kiarra sighed. "Seto I ca-"
"Let's go on that trip you wanted." Kaiba said.
"Now?" Kiarra asked, stunned.
"Why not?" He asked. "I'll even leave my cell behind."
"You really mean it?" Kiarra asked.
"Of course. I feel terrible for being late for dinner." He said. He kissed her again. "And everything else."
"You're lucky I'm already partly packed." Kiarra said, and she kissed him.