B-o-n-d-s
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh...But I'm sure you already knew that.
Author NotesWell, as if I didn't have other stories to finish, I decided to start a new one! Eheh...
Like mentioned in the summary – a collection of shorter or longer stories, involving our favorite YGO crew, and revolving around various couples and characters. Some of them even won't be romantically involved; I'll just write down what ever comes to my mind – starting with this. This is just a test, though. It all depends on you - your comments and reviews will decide about the future of this...
Blue light White screen
Kaiba x Serenity
She sighed heavily, holding her schoolbag in her hands, fingers clasped over the handle as she was looking around. She was trying so hard not to look nervous and perturbed but the large, spacious room she was standing in, wasn't helping her much. She took a deep breath, telling herself to stay calm and collected, that there was absolutely nothing to be worried about or afraid of.
Her breath still came out as a shaky sigh.
She was ushered into the office by his secretary; an older lady with glasses and hands full of folders and files. She seemed rigid and stern to her when she closed the doors behind her and told her to wait for a few moments while she called for Mr. Kaiba.
She sighed again, standing stiffly by the large double doors and observing the simplicity of his office, scanning the polished floor, wide, unrealistic paintings on the wall and through the large wall-size window across her until her gaze finally settled on the shiny laptop residing on his desk.
Taking a hesitant step forward, she crossed the length of the office slowly and stopped in front of the wooden desk to look at it.
Would he allow her to practice on this thing? Because, that was why she was here after all. She lowered her head in self-conscious chagrin, wondering why wasn't she good at science and working with computers. Since nobody in her family was even near to become a potential wunderkind, she was forced to ask for help somewhere else.
And stumbled across Mokuba Kaiba, who gladly offered to help her with her problem. And there she was now, standing stiffly in Seto Kaiba's office and waiting for him to come and teach her at least how to turn on and off the demonic machine on the table beneath her. She was almost positively sure she wouldn't make a good student – she already imagined a downfall of the whole Kaiba Corporation building due to her unmistakable knack to break and crash every system that ever existed. They could even hire her as a human virus; she would cause a total collapse of the whole World Wide Web without even knowing it.
Another sigh escaped her lips. She was staring at the black, glossy surface of the laptop, fighting a temptation to run her fingers over it. She turned around and saw that she was still alone in the room. Biting her lower lip, she carefully outstretched her hand and leaned down to touch the cold plastic, letting her fingers slide up and down. She glanced quickly one last time at the doors, before she turned her back to them and holding her breath, grasped the two opposite sides and lifted the shiny panel, staring now in awe at the black, lifeless screen and numerous keys scattered around. Her lips parted, her mind racing with almost devious thoughts of turning the thing on just to see what the almighty Seto Kaiba was hiding in that shiny thing. She almost smiled in amusement when she pictured his laptop to be full of pictures of naked women and favorite porn sites to visit.
Gazing absentmindedly at the screen, she leaned on the table a bit, wanting so desperately to sit down but her mind was still trying to remind her that she shouldn't do that. Still, she sat on the desk carefully, letting one of her legs to support her and leaving the other one to sway casually over the floor.
In that very moment, the doors snapped open and she jumped, turning quickly around to see the CEO standing at the door and staring at her somewhat suspiciously.
She realized that she was still half-sitting on his desk with her hand on the laptop's keyboard an with a gasp, she hopped down hastily and almost scampered away from the desk, bowing quickly in front of him.
"G-good afternoon, Mr. Kaiba," she exclaimed, gritting her teeth in embarrassment. When she didn't hear anything from him, she craned her neck upwards a bit to see him closing the doors behind him slowly, holding a briefcase in his hands. He didn't look at her when he crossed the distance to his desk and plopped the briefcase down. He glanced at the laptop then back at her, his face wearing that traditional, indifferent expression. She straightened and then looked around oddly, wondering where Mokuba was. He said he would come...
She asked him that a second later, and he looked at her, his brows furrowing lower for just a bit, his eyes unwavering and calculating. What a strange young man he was.
"He couldn't come," he replied steadily, sitting down on his chair, leather squeaking a bit under the sudden weight. She was gawking at him in wonder for a good minute until he finally glanced at her again and frowned.
"I've got half an hour," he said unconcernedly and pressed a key on the keyboard. The laptop whizzed for a moment before the flash of blue light illuminated his face slightly. Her eyes widened; he looked like he just descended from another planet with the unnatural light glowing on his face and in his eyes. "Do you wish to learn something or not?"
She jerked and nodded quickly, twice. Taking a few steps, she approached him slowly, coming to stand next to him, but not too close. She had a feeling he would bark at her for invading his personal space.
"I presume this is close to what you're using in your class?" He asked her in that same monotone voice and she assumed he wasn't too thrilled with having her in his office and wasting his time. She nodded again without a word. He looked at her from the corner of his eyes and she shuddered inwardly again. His eyes were...disturbing.
"Fine then," he ventured and slid the laptop down the desk and closer to her. "Pay attention because I won't repeat myself."
She managed to crook out a meek reply after clearing her throat. "O-okay."
She leaned down a bit to look at the simple white screen with the logo of Kaiba Corporation plastered proudly on it. Various icons were scattered around, some of them carrying odd names and marks. And not a sign of nakedness of any kind. She shook her head slightly, telling herself to get real.
"Is something wrong?" He asked suddenly and she looked at him blankly, staring helplessly in his eyes. When did he get so close? Or maybe it was her who was leaning towards him too much?
She shook her head again, smacking herself mentally for not paying attention. He already emphasized he wouldn't repeat himself. Pay attention, Serenity, pay attention!
And she did...which lasted for a minute or so.
He was explaining to her how the certain programs worked and what could be done with them. She was nodding inattentively, her eyes glued to the screen, but her mind focused more on his voice than his words.
It was deep and profound, lacking any real emotion besides annoyance, perhaps. Words were flowing out of his mouth, quickly, easy and methodically. Every sentence was carefully stated and formed. When he finished, he looked at her and caught her staring at him.
She blushed and cringed mentally at the same time, wishing for the laptop to make a beep or something, just to pry his eyes from hers. He raised one eyebrow, his eyes narrowing for a fraction of second.
"Now," he finally said again after an uncomfortable pause, "you try."
She gaped at him.
"W-what?"
He glanced at the screen and signaled with his hand at the white background. "Find the encoding program and open it."
Serenity paled. Encoding program? What was that?
She looked at the screen and the icons swirled in front of her eyes. And where was that?
"Uh..." she muttered, raising her hand to wriggle with her fingers uncertainly. He was looking at her keenly, eyes observing her every move and waiting for her to make one. And make a mistake.
Serenity was on the edge of a total brain meltdown. If only she paid attention to what he was saying instead of staring at him like a fish. And why was she staring at him like that in the first place? Argh! Focus, Serenity, focus!
Squinting at the light and trying to find the said program, she finally managed to find it in the sea of icons and shortcuts. Her eyes brightened right after he looked at the screen again and moved his hand to show it to her since it was obvious she wasn't capable of doing that on her own.
"Here!"
They both exclaimed, pointing at the icon at the same time, their hands touching, and their fingers intertwining. Her breath got stuck in her throat and she dared to glance at his face. He was looking at her in a mild surprise, but that was barely evident in his eyes and lasted for merely a second.
He removed his hand quickly, seemingly frightened by the unexpected contact and looked at the screen sternly. Gulping inaudibly, Serenity let her fall down to rest by her side limply.
"You weren't paying attention," He said and she started, redirecting her eyes to stare at the floor. She could even see her red cheeks in it.
"S-sorry, I...uhm," she murmured, clasping her hands tightly in front of her. It was an old habit that always manifested itself when she was nervous or embarrassed.
A sigh was heard across her and she raised her head quickly when she heard his voice, deep and low, but sounding more tired this time.
"We'll start from the beginning...again," he announced and she nodded, ordering herself to pay attention this time. He glanced at his watch and then moved the laptop even closer to her. She looked at the screen with a determined, concentrated expression and followed every word, motion of his hand and movement on the screen carefully.
When he asked her to repeat the things he did, she let her fingers slide over the rectangle area under the keyboard and opened all the programs he asked her to. She did miss one, though, but only because the icon resembled the last one a lot and she entered the same program twice.
When she was done with the demonstration, he nodded curtly and moved the laptop away from her to get back to his own business when she suddenly stopped him with a yelp.
He turned his head to glance at her oddly. She blushed again and pointed at the laptop, smiling uneasily.
"What?" He asked her somewhat gruffly and she bit her lower lip.
"I, uhm...still don't know where to turn the thing on and off..." she trailed off when he gave her an almost incredulous look that bordered with shock. She turned beat red and smiled awkwardly again, wanting nothing more than to scamper away from his office and never come back again. She humiliated herself enough for one day already.
He pressed a key, holding it a bit longer and the screen flashed bright blue before the laptop whizzed lazily and quieted down, the blue on the screen replaced with a dull black again.
When he looked at her, their eyes met briefly and she couldn't help but shiver again.
"Is that all?" He asked dully and she jerked again, aware suddenly that the lesson was over and she was free to go.
"Y-yes! Yes it is!" She exclaimed and positioning her schoolbag on her back clumsily, bowed in front of him.
"Thank you for your time," she added, her voice echoing through the office with genuine gratitude. He simply glanced at her dismally and then followed her hurrying figure all the way to the doors where she bowed one last time and with a final blush, stepped outside and closed the doors behind her a bit too loudly.
Kaiba was left to stare at the doors impassively; thinking about his brother's scheming personality since he actually managed to talk him into tutoring her. And all because he couldn't resist his childlike charm and innocent smile.
"Hmph," he let out in the solitude of his office and then looked outside.
Weird girl, he thought, and then leaned in his chair, growling when he had to turn the laptop on again, but then again, he couldn't expect anything more from a Wheeler, anyway.
Started and finished – 20/01/2005
Last words- I'm sure you'd all agree that this was totally random, weird and even pointless...But hey – what did you expect from a weird, demented authoress like me?
P.S. I made a quick sketch of the two. You can check it out on my homepage (yes, I actually have one!). The link to my fanfic blog is on my bio page.
-Alena-