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Chapter 6: Still In Detention

Lynn was getting restless. It had to have surely been an hour by now… but with glancing at the clock every five minutes, she felt like she was losing whatever sanity she had left and with the whole thing about helping Ryou… She definitely felt like this was torture.

"How many words can you type a minute?" Lynn watched him as he opened a program on the laptop and turned it toward her.

"I don't know…" His voice seemed thick with dark humor and annoyance as he replied.

"Let's find out." She sat there a little dumbfounded. Was he serious? What did this even have to do with figuring debits, credits, and other accounting processes within the business world?

'Is he just toying with me? Surely he wouldn't teach me wrong just to watch me fail…'

-Flashback: Lynn's POV-

He sat there so smugly. If I could've gotten away with just one more fight, I would've ripped his head off… His stupid words still burned on my mind. "Trust me" he had said. "I'm your friend." he had said. Then he goes and rips up MY paper… He didn't give it to the teacher at all… Or so I thought. Turns out, it wasn't my paper he had ripped… It was a blank piece. He turned mine in as his own… Just so he could get out of the class… I had no idea he had made a deal with the teacher: If he turned in one informative paper over some literature piece we had studied that past week, he would be moved into Study Hall… Of course I had been sick that day so I had no idea it wasn't a real assignment. I should've know he was a no good little brat… but… something about those eyes made me completely melt that day… but never again! It was only shortly after that he threw my deck down and destroyed my precious cards… all that I had left of my biological father; But I remember the day I left so clearly. It was the happiest day of my life. My grandparents had been awarded custody of me and I got to leave that awful hell and to get away from him. However, that day, there was a girl standing next to him… Why I had never noticed her before, I don't know. I don't remember much after that except hearing about some super rich guy adopting two kids… and when their pictures flashed across the screen, I knew with instant hatred it was him- That same demon kid that was so cruel to me. All he did was make trouble and yet now he had everything; And that girl was with him. Were they really related at all? Or did he force her to tell everyone that so they could get adopted? No matter how it happened, it happened and that's the story they stick to today…

-Normal POV-

Lynn sighed as bitterness stung on the edges of her heart. How could she trust him? She couldn't… Biting her lip and feeling incredibly stupid, she began to type whatever came to her, right off the top of her head. It didn't have to make sense; it just had to be quick, sentenced, and spelled correctly. No pressure… But her mind was drawing blank. Seeing her frustration, Kaiba got up to stand behind her and, reaching over her from behind, began to type something on the computer. She glanced over, out of the corner of her eye, at his right arm. It was longer than she remembered… Had they ever even been in this close of contact before…? She flicked her eyes back to the screen, refusing to think about it.

In just two minutes he had typed the longest paragraph Lynn had ever seen. Was it even proper English to put so many words in one paragraph? How long had he been doing this? Since he was a kid sure… but wasn't there more to running his company than pecking away at a keyboard and making goo goo eyes at the screen? Taking his seat again, he finally spoke.

"Type the first, learn to pronounce the second."

"What?" He sighed, quite annoyed. Pointing to the screen, he repeated his command. Lynn then noticed there were two paragraphs now instead of one.

"What is this? Speech class?" she mumbled.

"There's more to Business than you realize… And you're going to learn it." Lynn hated being told what to do but being told by Seto Kaiba brought forth a whole new hatred. He was lucky she cared so much about this grade otherwise he'd have a laptop shoved up his nose and a book slammed down on his head!

Sighing heavily, Lynn tried to copy the paragraph as fast as possible but, even though what she got was spelled correctly, she only got through half of the paragraph.

"Again." was all Kaiba said, without so much as looking up from the book he was reading. She tilted her head to catch the title of it but couldn't make out what it said.

'Carmina In Nocte… Whatever that means.' She rolled her eyes at the frustration webbing on the edge of her mind. She glanced up, meeting ice cold, blue eyes. The blue was absolutely perfect and even more chilling now than before (but in a beautiful way)… wasn't it? Or had she just never noticed? Shifting uncomfortably, Lynn started typing again…and again…and again; Over and over, until she had tried a total of 32 times.

"I'm not doing this anymore!" Kaiba chuckled.

"Alright. Work on your pronunciation then." Lynn raised an eyebrow.

"Say what? I speak just fine."

"You might but your slight, southern accent doesn't." She was a little surprised at this reply.

"You're almost as bad as Wheeler." She gasped, not believing this topic was even being talked about.

"He's from Broo-"

"I don't care." Lynn did not appreciate being cut off by anyone, but with it being Kaiba, you could bet that just made it worse.

"I'm from-"

"Are you done?" Kaiba asked, pointing toward the laptop with his eyes.

"Seems to me you could work on having some manners." she spat under her breath. She refocused herself on the words written on the screen.

"To sit in…solemn silence…on a cold dark dock…in a…pestilential prison…? With a lifelong lock…Awaiting the sensation…of a short…sharp…chop…from a cheap and chippy chopper…on a big black block." She looked at Kaiba.

"What…?" She didn't have the words to even finish the sentence. He smirked. Of course she wouldn't understand. How could she? Lucky for him, he didn't have to answer her. The bell ran telling him this little couple's therapy session was over (naturally he winced when he realized he thought the word "couple"), and telling Lynn she was finally free from this torture. Neither one would ever agree that, for once, their feelings were almost mutual.

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