I'm surprised that people actually seem to like this so much. I didn't expect much to come of it. But since many people seem to be enjoying it so much, I hope this second chapter lives up to your expectations.
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Now, on with the fic. If you've any questions, please ask, I'll try to answer them.
Chapter Two - Departure
In which:
Yuugi
manages to get some sleepAnzu
is bribed mercilesslyYami
sabotages Kaiba's repKaiba
is tormented by fangirlsAfter two hours of flight, Anzu had discovered the real motivation for Kaiba taking the aisle seat. She'd known he hadn't let her have the window seat out of the goodness of his heart.
First of all, whenever flight attendants walked past, it was the aisle seaters they paid attention to. Anzu had been trying to get the attention of one such attendant for a good 20 minutes, and then Kaiba mutters, "God, I need some coffee," and the woman virtually runs screaming to get him some.
Second, while Kaiba and Yuugi had a good view of the TV, Anzu didn't. And this was unfortunate, because Yuugi was asleep and Kaiba had no interest in the TV, whereas Anzu did.
Third, mobility. If Anzu tried to get up, she had to shove past Yuugi, ask Kaiba to move his laptop, wait five minutes while he disconnected and turned off the damn thing and then had to get past him. Once she'd fallen on him just as a flight attendant walked past and she'd told them that if they wanted to kiss, they should use the toilet like everybody else. And if Anzu wanted the attention of a flight attendant, she had to walk into the aisle.
All in all, Anzu's first flying experience was very bogus.
"Is there anything else we can get you, Kaiba-san?"
And then there was a matter of the 10 girls, whether they be flight attendant or passengers, all fawning over Kaiba.
"No, thanks, I'm fine."
And, Anzu noted, he was much more polite to people he didn't go to school with. If Anzu had a dollar for every time she'd heard Kaiba say thank you to someone at school, she'd be bankrupt.
Why was Anzu dwelling on Kaiba or all people? Because Yuugi was asleep and there wasn't anything else to dwell on. She'd asked Kaiba if she could borrow his laptop, getting a very definite hell no!
She'd practically memorized the in-flight magazines. She'd read both the books she'd brought. Her Discman batteries were flat. For the past 45 minutes, she'd entertained herself by trying to braid Yuugi's hair without waking him up, much to Kaiba's amusement.
"Really, I'm fine," Kaiba repeated. "Say, do any of you girls happen to know written Cantonese?"
All girls shook their heads no. Anzu swore she saw a look of relief cross Kaiba's face, although, on the surface he seemed to be enjoying the attention.
"So, Kaiba-san, what's your phone number? So we can," the girl winked. "Keep in touch."
"I'll be with you in a second," Kaiba turned to Anzu, holding up a book. "You wanted the book, here it is. Don't ask me to lend you anything else,"
"But I didn't-" Anzu started, stopping when she saw a slip of paper in the book.
"My phone number? Do you have a bit of paper?"
All the girls produced paper and pens. Kaiba managed to stop himself from flinching away and/or screaming in terror.
Anzu took out the apparent bookmark. It was a note. Written in Cantonese, which Anzu knew. And Kaiba knew Anzu knew.
"Ah, it's…" Kaiba was blatantly stalling this one.
Anzu,
I will not only give you the aisle seat and full laptop access both to and from America, but also three grand in American if you get me out of here.
Anzu smirked slightly, mulling it over in her mind. As much fun as it was to see Kaiba sweat, it would be more fun to have something to do on this long and boring flight. And having him in her debt was always a plus.
She poked Yuugi, hissing, "Mou hitori no Yuugi," loudly, although not loudly enough for anyone else -aside from maybe Kaiba- to hear. The spirit manifested, although looking very nervous and on edge. "Come on, I've got something to tell you," She whispered, standing and pulling him along with her, giving Kaiba a quick wink before pulling the quite scared Yami along with her.
"Why are we here?" Yami mumbled, looking around nervously, as if expecting the ground to fall out from under him at any moment.
"Kaiba asked for our help," Anzu relayed, not without a certain amount of malicious glee. "And now we're giving it to him. Here's the plan,"
"Hang on," Kaiba pretended to be looking through his bag for his latest phone number. In reality, he was stalling until Anzu came back, hopefully to help him. "It's in here somewhere, I know it!"
"Kaiba-san, you're such a cutie!"
Must… control… homicidal… urges…
It was a rare thing for someone to call Kaiba Seto cutie to his face and leave with both life and limb intact.
"Excuse me, coming through," Came the unmistakable voice of Yami, who's existence Kaiba still refused to accept. There had to be a logical explanation! "Out of the way, ladies,"
"Who do you think you are?" The 'cutie' one growled.
"I…" Yami said with dramatic flare, and Anzu winked at Kaiba out of the corner of his eye.
I'm not going to like this.
"I'm his boyfriend, thank you very much!"
Thou shalt not kill thou shalt not kill thou shalt not-
Oh, fuck it, where's that knife?
"You mean…" 'Cutie' sounded heartbroken. Well, there's an upside. "YOU'RE GAY! NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!"
My reputation is going to be shot to hell for this one. Mazaki Anzu, you will die a slow and painful death. Yuugi, you'll wish you were dead by the time I'm through with you!
Well, Anzu now had the aisle seat. Unfortunately, Kaiba had refused to give up his laptop or the 3 grand, so Anzu was back where she started, only able to see the -quite crappy anyway- movie.
However, her plan had backfired on Kaiba badly. Before he'd only had to deal with fangirls. Now there were fangirls and fanboys. And Anzu really hadn't known the woman across from them was a reporter…!
Hence the glare she was now receiving.
Yami, however, was smirking his head off, either not grasping or not caring that as big a blow to Kaiba's reputation this would be, his would suffer equal or more. Because, y'know, everyone bitched about Kaiba anyway whereas Mutou Yuugi was always the boy-next-door type.
Come to think of it, Yami was suspiciously happy that a plane full of 200 people now thought he was dating Kaiba.
No, Anzu couldn't dwell on these thoughts, for she was trying to plot her own scheme to win the heart of mou hitori no Yuugi once and for all. She had a huge crush on him, and had for awhile, and this trip seemed like the perfect opportunity! The fact that the world now thought he was dating Kaiba was just a… minor setback!
/ Mou hitori no boku, what are you so pleased about? /
Yuugi yawned sleepily.Nothing much,
/ Did you and Anzu say that you and Kaiba are dating to get rid of his fangirls? /
However did you guess?
/ Aw, man I thought that was just a bad dream! . /
"Attention passengers. Our scheduled hour-long stopover in Honolulu has been extended because of bad weather conditions. Upon arrival to Honolulu Airport, please head to the information desk to be fully informed about how this will affect you."
Bet it's an all-nighter,
Kaiba thought gloomily, still very miffed. So, I'm being harassed by fangirls, I'm stuck with Anzu and Yuugi for a month and the world thinks I'm gay -which I'm not!- with Yuugi.I'd say this trip is a grand success.
Well, it can only get better, I suppose.
"Please fasten all seatbelts as we are preparing to land. I repeat, please fasten all seatbelts as we are preparing to land."
"So," Anzu looked around, lugging her suitcase after her unhappily. "Where's this information desk?"
"Could've gotten a private plane, but no," Kaiba grumbled to himself, shooting glares at Yuugi and Anzu every few seconds.
"Um, excuse me," Yuugi smiled up at the people in the information desk. "We just got off the flight from Tokyo, and they said to come to the information desk…"
"Sorry," The woman smiled apologetically. "I don't speak Japanese,"
"Oh, for the love of…" Kaiba muttered, shoving Yuugi aside and glaring at the offending woman. "Listen. I'm tired, I'm jetlagged, I'm stuck with two idiots who are trying to convince the world I'm gay. What the fuck is going on and where the fuck is our plane?"
Feedback would be great :) I hope this is good enough to satisfy expectations...