Having A Heart
Summary: Kaiba believes that the heart is just a big muscle that pumps blood around the body. Serenity tries to convince him that the heart is a place where you keep the ones you love. Will she succeed? And will he place her in his heart? Silentshipping.
Disclaimer: Nope, YuGiOh is still not mine.
Author's note: Chapter 5 already! I'm going a lot faster then I thought I would^^ I hope everyone enjoys this chapter. I'd like to apologize for the massive amount of grammar mistakes in chapter 4. I corrected the ones I could find. If you find anymore in this or previous chapters, please let me know. Also, as always, I'd like to thank the people who reviewed the previous chapter! So, thank you Mirokusonlybabe and P.O.J.A for your nice reviews!
Chapter 5: To Cure A Heart
Serenity sniffed up the scent of the soup that was boiling on the stove. It smelled good… But not good enough. Cooking for Kaiba seemed such a good idea at first; helping him out in a time of need. But now, as she was cooking, she started to feel insecure. Kaiba was used to having a personal chef, a professional. She was just… well, normal, and she wasn't exactly the world's best cook. She wasn't bad, but she just felt so tiny in comparison to this Alfonse person.
She sighed as she put the final ingredient in her soup. It should be done in about five minute. She hoped Kaiba would like it. The strange thing was: She had no idea why she hoped that. Why did she want to please Kaiba so much?
In the back of her head, she knew the answer to that question very well. She was still hoping that she could convince him that the heart was the most important thing in the human body, even though the biggest part of her had already given up.
She looked up when Mokuba walked into the kitchen and sniffed a few times.
"Hmmm… Smells good," he complimented her. "When will it be done?"
Serenity smiled at him. "It won't take long. In a minute or so."
She looked at the soup. It seemed ready enough, but she needed to be sure.
"Where do you keep the spoons around here?," she asked Mokuba. It had taken her ages to find everything she needed in the huge kitchen of the mansion, so she figured she'd just ask this time.
Mokuba, who knew exactly where the spoons were, walked over to a drawer on the other end of the kitchen and opened it, revealing spoons, forks and knives in about all sizes know to mankind.
Serenity stared at the complete arsenal of spoons in amazement before she picked one of the tiniest spoons. Leaving the drawer open, so she could find it again later on, she walked back to her soup. Carefully, she put the spoon in the soup, lifted it to her mouth, blew and tasted. It was good. She couldn't make it tastier than this, so she put the spoon away and turned off the gas.
"It's done."
Kaiba was laying on his bed, reading the newspaper, when he heard the door to his room open. He looked up, to see that it was Mokuba who had opened the door. His little brother held open the door for Serenity, who walked in carrying a tray with three damping bowls on it. He raised an eyebrow at them.
"We're not eating in my bedroom," he said firmly, as he put the newspaper away. The mansion had a dining room downstairs; there was no need to stay in his bedroom.
He was about to stand up to go to the dining room, when Serenity simply placed the tray on his lap, so he had to stay put. Both she and Mokuba picked up a bowl and a spoon, leaving him with the tray and his own bowl of… chicken soup.
Serenity and Mokuba sat down in the armchairs located in Kaiba's room. Serenity secretly looked at Kaiba from the corner of her eye, to see if he liked her soup. The strange thing was: he hadn't even touched the spoon yet. He was just staring at the bowl, as if he could make it disappear. A sigh left her lips. Well, she tried her best. She smiled slightly when she looked at Mokuba, who seemed to find her soup tasty. At least someone enjoyed it.
Chicken soup. The lightest soup of all soups, perfect as a meal for a sick person. It also helped to improve the bowel movement. Those were the scientific facts about chicken soup Kaiba could think of at that moment. But those facts weren't the reason he was still staring at his bowl.
Chicken soup brought back memory's. The last person that had actually made him chicken soup when he was sick had been… his mother.
He didn't remember much about his mother. After all, he was only five years old when she'd died, but there were two memory's in particular that he'd never forget. The first one was, of course, the day she died. The day she put his little brother on the world. The day she begged him to look after that baby, because she couldn't. The day she left him alone.
The second memory that had stuck by him was the memory of the time he had the chickenpox. He remembered how dreadful he had felt. His mother had brought him a bowl of chicken soup, telling him that it could cure the chickenpox. Since he was only four years old, and both chicken soup and chickenpox had the word chicken in it, which made sense, he believed her. He started to feel better when he ate it. Now he knew it was just a coincidence, but his four-year old self had thought that chicken soup was magical from that day on.
"Seto?," came a soft voice from his left. He turned his head to see Mokuba, who had already finished his soup, staring at him in worry.
"Are you alright? You haven't eaten anything yet."
"I'm fine. I was just thinking about something," he replied firmly, not wanting anyone to know what he was thinking about. He picked up the spoon on the tray. Because of his stalling, the soup wasn't that hot anymore, which was a good thing in this case, since his body was a bit oversensitive now that he was sick.
He put a bit of soup on the spoon, lifted the spoon and tasted the soup for the first time. It tasted… well, not bad. It wasn't delicious or anything like that. Alfonse probably could've done a better job. Besides, his taste buds weren't working properly, thanks to the flu, so everything he ate tasted a little worse than it usually would.
Instead of complaining, he simply continued eating the soup. Serenity smiled slightly at the sight of this. She knew a compliment was far to be found, but she was already happy that he was eating. From across the room, she saw Mokuba giving her thumbs up, which she couldn't help but smile at.
Kaiba ate about three quarter of the soup in his bowl before he started to feel nauseous again. Not wanting to throw up, he put his spoon down on the tray, next to the nearly finished bowl of soup. He then started to rub his temples, in an attempt to chase the nausea away.
Serenity saw Kaiba rubbing his temples, and she knew that he was feeling nauseous again. This was probably a good time to leave. She quickly grabbed her bowl and Mokuba's bowl, putting then on the tray next to Kaiba's bowl. She then lifted the tray from Kaiba's lap.
"I'll be going now," she said softly. Kaiba stopped rubbing his temples and gave her a nod, as if he wanted to say that he understood. She smiled slightly, bowed as far as the tray would let her, and left the room, leaving the door ajar.
Just outside the door, she stopped to rearrange the bowls and spoons on the tray, making sure they wouldn't fall. However, as she was doing that, she couldn't help but overhear a conversation between the Kaiba brothers.
"Seto, are you mad at me?," Mokuba asked carefully.
"No," was Kaiba's short and simple reply.
Mokuba looked up at him in wonder. Seto alwaysgot mad when he brought a stranger to their home. No strangers. That was the first rule in the Kaiba household. Yet, Seto wasn't mad at him. Of course, Mokuba was happy about this, but he was also confused.
"Why aren't you mad?," he dared to ask, hoping his brother wouldn't change his mind and become mad after all.
"She turned out to be useful," Kaiba stated truthfully. "Besides, I'm not feeling like being mad at you now." He was really not feeling like it, since he had the flu, but he also hated to fight with his little brother, especially over something as ignorant as a Wheeler.
"Now, you go and get ready for the night. It's getting late already," he said to his little brother, giving him one of his rare but beautiful smiles.
On the other side of the door, Serenity couldn't help but smile at the fact that Kaiba smiled. She'd never seen Kaiba smile before, and now that she had, she wished he would do it more often.
The smile seemed to enlighten him. His dark blue eyes, that were usually cold and dull, gained a warmth and glow that absolutely stunned her. Not to mention that it accentuated his beautiful cheekbones.
Still smiling, she turned around and walked away. She wouldn't want one of the brothers to see her spying on them.
Kaiba stared at the ceiling of his room. It was late, about eleven thirty in the evening. Mokuba had gone to bed a few hours ago. He was probably already asleep, not knowing that his big brother was still awake, thinking things through.
Today had been… odd. He couldn't find another word for it. Him having the flu was bad enough, and as and extra, Mokuba just had to bring someone. A Wheeler nonetheless.
He had to admit though, she was nothing like her mutt of a brother. In Battle City, he never really noticed her, and he doubted that she had noticed him. They only spoke once. However, since she moved in with the mutt and started attending Domino High, his former school and his brother's current school, she started to intrigue him. Why she did was beyond him.
She was pretty, nice, warm and caring. Yet, he tried to push her away. Why? He had his reasons. He didn't just hate people; he had reasons to keep people away from him. Good reasons, even though he had never mentioned them to another living soul. Not even his little brother, whom he told almost everything.
He turned to the side, hoping that laying in a different position would help him gain some sleep. Unfortunately, it didn't help. Sleep just didn't come over him. His brain was too active, thinking about the Wheeler girl, trying to figure out why she intrigued him so much. It didn't come up with an answer though…
Little did Kaiba know that he wasn't the only one laying awake that night. On the other side of town, a little, auburn haired teenage girl was also deep in thought.
Serenity was glad she went to the Kaiba mansion that day. She did a good thing; she made dinner for a sick man and his little brother. And she had been rewarded with the greatest thing: a smile.
She knew Kaiba had smiled to Mokuba, not to her, but that didn't matter. She had seen Seto Kaiba's smile, and that was a great deal to her, since there were only a handful of people on the planet who had seen that smile.
Kaiba was a handsome man, there was no denying that. Even when he looked sick, he was still handsome. Yet, a smile made him look so much better. Nicer, sweeter, softer. It made him look like… like he had a heart.
Neither of them had realized it yet, but that day, they had fallen in love.
And that's the end of chapter 5! I enjoyed wiriting this one, devoloping their feelings a bit more... even though they don't know it yet. Anyway, I hoped you liked the chapter. If you have the time and effort, please leave me a review^^