Disclaimer: Somebody told you I owned Yu-Gi-Oh? Well, he was wrong – I don’t.

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Only Time

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Chapter Six

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 Isis was calmly reading a newspaper. So far, she hadn’t found even the slightest note about her supposed romance with Seto Kaiba. That was mainly thanks to the shocking news about a certain John Thompson, who was found to be a serial killer. The Egyptian wondered, where she heard that name before, but dismissed it as unimportant. 

  She sipped a bit of coffee and let her mind wonder. Here she was staying in Seto Kaiba’s mansion until the 23^rd March, because he didn’t want to get her here from Egypt only to give her chocolate. Sometimes she wondered, if whatever spirit had been watching her – if there was one – didn’t have a very twisted sense of humour. But then, she did agree to stay there and she couldn’t deny, she enjoyed the young CEO presence, even if he seemed unpleasant.

 However, she could already go further. This young man was not a sex-starved bomb, leaching on girls. He was witty and discussions with him she could call entertaining. She wouldn’t even presume he was flawless – those actually stood out more than the good points.

 She smiled to herself.

 

 Seto Kaiba was comfortably seated in a large armchair and was pondering what exactly he should do. He knew he was attracted to Isis, but he had no idea what to do with that. Should he fallow the impulse? But he never trusted feelings and his intellect was unable to provide him with anything more intelligent than “wait ‘till you’re sure”, which was thoroughly unsatisfying.

 He closed his eyes, so that he could focus better. Maybe it all wasn’t so bad? Isis was sensible, unlike many other females he met – to start with that sugary sister of Jounouchi. He could have a decent conversation with her – which was something. Most people were either afraid or couldn’t come up with any intelligent come back. But most of all, he didn’t want to regret doing nothing. He was sure, if he’d refrain from going further, he’d regret it.

 Besides, he was a man of action. He would not cower. He would act.

 

 Malik Ishtar sniggered as he finished his conversation with Mokuba Kaiba. The little rascal phoned him on how were his sister and the stuck-up CEO doing. From what he said, it seemed that the brown-haired duelist was on a good way to becoming Isis boyfriend. Being a younger brother was much more entertaining then one might suspect.

 He would have been even happier f he could witness it with his own eyes, but it appeared, he’d have to rely on Mokuba’s relations. Not that minded that much. The young Kaiba could be really entertaining, when telling this particular story.

 If somebody would have told him he should mind, he’d disagree. He cared a lot about his sister, but she was a big girl and could take care of her self. That – and Seto was not such a bad candidate. Malik could think of at least seven guys, which he’d kill for getting near his sister. Seto Kaiba was not among them.

 

 Isis sat in the room she had been given and was building a tower from the Tarot cards she had been given by Seto. It was so Seto to think that such things as cards were the same as the Tauk. Those cards where meant for lay-man to play or to deceive gullible ones.

 She wasn’t all that surprised when she heard a knock and neither was she shocked when the elder Kaiba came in a moment later without waiting for an invitation. The Egyptian woman was merely amused.

 “Why take a seat,” she said calmly. “You wanted to talk about something?”

 The young man silently did as she asked and looked at her thoughtfully. It was funny – he could fallow complicated lawyers gibberish, make successful business deals and develop new holographic or computer technologies but this? How should he know what to do?

 He observed the black-haired woman waiting for some sort of inspiration to hit in, but no such thing happened. After a while of silence which started to grow uncomfortable – for him, the brown-haired Japanese chose to fallow the pattern which usually led him to success.

 “I take you don’t have much to do this evening?” he asked, sounding as concretely as ever. However, Isis raised her eyebrow in an ironic manner.

 “No, as a matter of fact no. I didn’t plan on staying here when I came, in case you forgot.”

 “Really? You came to New York and didn’t plan on seeing a musical?” some amusement rung in the youth’s voice.

 “Really. I don’t think you thought about it as well,” she answered. “I’m pretty sure you were to busy making money to lead a social life.”

 The brown-haired Japanese frowned at that, but before he could respond, Isis spoke up again.

 “Don’t worry, I accept your offer.”

 Seto sighed in relief, although it was rather hard to notice. And some people said women always made thinks difficult.

 

 

  Parody Time!

He observed the black-haired woman waiting for some sort of inspiration to hit in,

 “Ah Isis what a beautiful bosom you have” he stated, remembering this quote from a certain game. Unfortunately, Isis had not played that game and the poor CEO ended up with a bump on his head.

 The conclusion? More people should watch Getter Robo series.

 

A/N

 Meh, I’m constantly late with this fic… With all my fics. This time I was two weeks in the mountains. Sorry!

 

Reviews:

 Mystic of Nile: Thank you. Yeah, they are. And I passed them with out problems too! :3

 Jewel of Egypt: Thank you!

 lol It just happened to be a period with not enough scandal for them, so they jumped at the nearest occasion… or anything similar to it.

 Crazi Girl: *snatches the candy and starts to eat* :)

Fenrir: It’d be my cue, but the new guy can do it too!

Go: …*stares*

Fenrir: = =; Yeah…Ehm. The poor paparazzi where information starved.

Go: *takes away BM’s and Crazi Girl’s candy* It’s unhealthy.

BM: GO!

Amber-Kaiba: Sowy… I can’t update anything on time. T.T

Go: *takes away the cookie*

BM: GO!

Spiderdude: Eh… I have constant trouble with updating… It’s still summer and I updated, so it wasn’t true, ne?

Robot Cat: Thank you. I will!

WallofIllusion: Hmm… You have a point. Though I doubt if Seto’ll ever start acting his age. Maybe when he’s fifty?

IsisIshtar: Huh? Why I would I make it Seto/Shizuka? Seto/Isis was and always will be my thing!

zucool: I adore Isis. She’s the best female chara in Yu-Gi-Oh. Heh, poor Seto-kun, now he has his little brother plotting behind his back.

Han Futsu; Anti Normal: Of course I will! *takes out a banner and waves*

 

 Review please! And could somebody tell Go to give me my candy back?