Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Life's Quirks ❯ 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Title: Life's Quirks

Author: Amber and Yyanna

Rating: Oh jeez, eventually NC-17, but for now it's a safe PG-13

Pairing(s): eventually Kaiba/Jou, Mokuba/Yami/Yugi, and more than likely others as I get farther into the story

Spoilers: *sigh* none, but it would be kinda neato

Disclaimer: Teenage girl, boyxboy snogging, all the good stuff that comes with lemons, flashbacks, and fluffy-ness

Summary: 17 years into the future, Jonouchi has gone to America, Seto has married, raised a daughter, and lost a wife. How are our favorite boys doing in the future? What the hell was Ra thinking letting Seto raise a child?

*BEEP BEEP BEEP* Seto Kaiba's alarm clock broke through the five layers of satin blankets that he had managed to bury himself under during the night. After a brief struggle, he managed to unsheath his hand and turn off the offending device. Seto worked his way out from under the covers and groaned as he sat up. In the back of his sleep-dazed mind, he half expected a warm body to drape its self across his back and whisper a sultry 'good morning' but that wasn't going to happen, for she was six feet under and Seto couldn't bring himself to mourn her death. There was a sharp knock on his door.

"Enter." He called his voice still gruff from his deep slumber. He stretched, trying to loosen the taught muscles of his back. His 35-year-old frame was unable to take 16-hour days like it used to.

"Father." A sharp voice caused him to stop in mid-stretch and look to his left. In the doorway of his lavishly decorated bedroom stood his daughter. He finished his stretch and took time to take in her attire. Her five-foot-six-inch tall frame was covered in nothing but black leather and blue silk. Seto counted six buckles on each of her knee high boots. Attached to each boot was a strip of blue silk that wound up each respective thigh and ended underneath her studded leather belt. Her skin tight leather capris had been tucked neatly into her boots. A blue silk shirt that had been carefully tucked into her pants, peeked out from under a black leather jacket that fell just below her butt in a flirty manner. Her waist-length blue-black hair had been pulled back into a french braid with the exception of one small, rebellious piece of her bangs that had fallen down to slightly obstruct the view of one icy blue eye.

"So, am I presentable?" She asked, raising an eyebrow and tapping a booted foot.

"Always, Akari," Seto replied, standing, "You'll do well at the press conference today."

"What do you mean?" She asked, sounding a little worried, although her face didn't show it, "You mean you won't be there?"

"As the heir to Kaiba Corp. I expect you to be able to handle these things alone." Seto stated, while rummaging through his drawers in an attempt to find something to wear. Akari stomped her foot and made a huffing noise.

"I wish you would give me warning!" Akari snapped, glaring at her father.

" As the heir to Kaiba Corp. You must also be prepared for the unexpected." Seto replied with a smirk, obviously unruffled by the young female's outburst.

" I'm only 16," She growled,"…"

"I was only 14 when Kaiba Corp. was dumped into my lap," Seto retorted before she could continue her protests, " Now that is all I have to say to you," He stopped his search for clothes and looked at his daughter, the famous Kaiba glare gracing her features. Seto stood straight and glared back, "Now leave me be, I'll be down in an hour and we'll head to the duel disk photo shoot."

With that, he waved her away and turned to continue his search for an outfit that would correlate well with hers for the photo shoot. Akari huffed once again and turned on a heel, She then proceeded to exit Seto's room, slamming the door behind her.