Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Someone's knocking ❯ Chapter one ( Chapter 1 )
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Someone's knocking at my door
Chapter 1
Author's note: I do not own Yu-gi-oh! Or the part of the song Mokuba sings.
So this is about Seto and his trouble with getting girls and Isis has to learn
how to adjust to them. I don't know if I got the ages right, but in this
story I made Marik youngest and Malik the oldest. PLEASE do not
Flame me because of that….or because I made Mokie a wigger. ~laughs~
Please come again!
Isis walked in and threw her keys on the coffee table. She laid out on the couch. Today was a stressful…..yet weird day. “Rise and shin sleeping beauty!”
“What do you want Marik?”
“How was your day?” He said as he sat down by her feet.
“Believe me; you do not want to know.”
“Well if I didn't want to know, I wouldn't have wasted my breath on asking would I?” Isis sighed. “That pompous Seto Kaiba kept bugging me all day.”
“How so?”
“Having me doing stupid errands and checking on my every move as if I am a child!”
“Well ya know-”
“Don't start. Just because you may be bigger and stronger does not make you older and I will beat you down.”
“OOO I'm shaking in my tidy whites!”
“It's about time you admitted you wore them. Excuse me, correction. WEAR them.”
“Why you little!-” The door swung open and Malik dully walked in. “You two stop fighting.”
“But he started it!”
“DID…………so!”
“But I am YOUR idiot.”
“Wow you're a hobo trying out for the circus. OOO multi-talented.” Malik said smirking as he opened a bottle of water. Marik rolled his eyes.
“And how was YOUR day?”
“Fun.” Marik said dully and went to his room. Marik sighed, looked down, the back at Isis.
“When do you think he's gonna tell us?”
“Who knows?”
Flash back
“MARIK TURN THAT STUFF DOWN!”
“BUT THIS PART ROCKS!”
“Just like the ones in your head?”She said as Marik air guitared the solo. Hescoffed and looked out the window. He suddenly jumped up and turned the music down. “HEY! Isn't that MALIK!?!?”
“YEAH!” Malik stood out on the corner in tight jeans and a really tight black tank. A car stopped and Malik talked to the guy for a couple of minuets then got in the car with him. They followed him to an apartment complex unnoticed and waited about an hour or 2 and Mail came out kissing a dude and taking money. “HE'S A PROSTUITIE?!?!?”
End flash back
Isis sighed as the phone rang. She looked at Marik, who was playing with his thumbs. She sighed frustrated. “Don't everyone get up at once!” She ran and got the phone. “Hello?”
“Hello, Isis Ishtar?” She crossed her arms and leaned to one side. “What is it Kaiba?” “Are you capable of working night shifts?”
“And DAYS!? ARE YOU INSANE?!? That's like working…24/7!!!”
“If it's possible……”
“NO! It isn't. I have a family to take care of! Unlike you, I HAVE A LIFE!” “This job offers more money!”
“NO! You big…………..MEANIE HEAD!” She slammed the phone down on the receiver and looked through the door way to the living room. Marik stared at her in disgust. “WHAT!? You didn't ACTUALLY want me to take that job, did you?”
“NO! But….The way you insult me and Malik all the time, the best you could come up with is….Big meanie head?”
“I-I, DON'T QUESTION ME!”
Kaiba Corp
“I can't believe she hung up on me!” Mokuba spinnned around in his big brother's desk chair. “I can!” Mokuba said shooting a rubber band across the room. “One, its late! Two you give her WAY to much work. And three, you just rude dawg! If you ever think your gonna win Isis, or any girl for that matter, like that, bro, your crazy.”
“And just how do you know?”
“Cuz, I don't know whatcha heard about me. Butcha can't get a dolla outta me! I don't know the part of this song, but I am M-O-K-U-B-A!” “Whatever.” Seto said rolling his eyes as he filed away some papers. “And take your cap off, Mokie. THAT'S rude.”
“I can't.”
“And why the crap not?”
“Um gimme time to think.” Seto snatched the hat off his head. “BRAIDS?!? What are you now, some kind of WIGGER!?”
“Seto, please!”
“Go take that mess down, NOW!” Mokuba kicked him in the shins and ran off. “NO you FART!”
“MOKUBA GET YOUR BUTT BACK HERE!!!” Seto said hopping on one leg and holding the other.
“YOU LONG-HAIRED MONKEY!”
Couple of days later
Isis walked up the huge Marble steps to the museum. Half-asleep and not watching where she was going, she slipped. She would have hit head if strong hands wouldn't have caught her. She looked up shocked and scared to Seto who must have had a glare but his eyes softened. He quickly let go of her and looked away as she brushed her self off. He cleared his throat and started talking to break the uneasiness. “Be more careful, Ms Ishtar! These are the rough stone steps you're used to having!” She rolled her eyes and finished the last few stairs. She unlocked the door and went to her office. She pulled out her top drawer and there was a card. Card:
You're my lotus tile. Beautiful flower of the Nile. I am too shy
To tell you to your face, yet mean and dangerous like a diamonded
back snake. But I love you. Soon you'll find out who I am. You'll
Love me also, we will stand, together forever….and ever... my love
Love,
Viper Love
“Strange.” She said stuffing the card back into the drawer. The intercom on her desk came on. “Ms.Ka-Ishtar.” “Yes Mr. Kaiba?” She stressed out. “Please step into my office.”
“I am busy.”
“Now.” Isis sighed and walked to Kaiba's office door. As she got ready to knock, he opened it and she walked in. “What did you want Kaiba?” she asked tiredly as he locked the door. “I suppose you a card today?”
“Yes, how did you-”
“Viper love told me to give this to you. A ticket to the Egyptian/Indian Symphony……November 18.”
“3 Weeks from now?”
“Yes you daft girl!” Isis pointed a long slender finger at him.
“I am not daft you incompetent, puny, pompous nerve wrecker!” Seto grabbed her hand and jerked her close. They were so close that their breath collided with one another's. The leaned in to kiss each other but the door flew open. “Seto can we-OH MY GOSH!” Mokuba stopped in his tracks. “Um... what's up Isis?”
“Hello Mokuba.” She grabbed the ticket out of Seto's hand, jerked away and left the room swiftly. Seto closed his eyes and groaned. “WRONG TIME MOKIE!” He said as he slammed his fist on the desk. “Whatever. I want Ice cream.”
“Go to school.”