|A Year to Remember: A Seto and Kisara Story
Author: Failingwithstyle PM
Senior year. The final year of the High School Experience. The grand finale to the best years of our lives. Seto Kaiba couldn't care less...Can the appearance of a certain white haired girl change his mind? SetoKaibaxKisara. Please R&R!Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance - Seto K. & Kisara - Chapters: 24 - Words: 33,163 - Reviews: 194 - Favs: 76 - Follows: 20 - Updated: 11-04-07 - Published: 08-03-07 - Status: Complete - id: 3700264
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A/N: This is my first fanfic I've posted, so please R&R, the response I get will determine whether this story will continue! Also, if you've only seen the dub, I'd like to note that in the subs (Japanese anime) Seto is more accepting of what he learns in the world of the Pharoah's memories. Preist Seto's words are also slightly different and indicate an even stronger bond between he and Kisara. Now Read please, and enjoy .
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! If I did there'd be no Yu-Gi-Oh! GX, and a show that involved a lot of Seto x3
Senior year. The final year of the High School Experience. The grand finale to the best years of our lives. Seto Kaiba couldn't care less.
As he walked into school on the first day of his last year at Domino High School, he noticed several of his classmates talking excitedly. What did he have to be excited about? The rest were looking forward to becoming adults, being part of the real world. Seto had all ready been there for years. He was all ready the president of a huge corporation. These children he attended school with had no idea what the real world was like. He had been thrown out into the real world ten years earlier, and succeeded in the following years to make a life for himself and his younger brother. If any of these children had been through what he had, they would not be excited.
Everyone made a big deal of it. Graduation and Prom. Graduation was just a big ceremony marking that you made it to the end of your education. Why couldn't they just give him the diploma and let him get on with his life? And prom. A night when kids wasted a good lot of their parents' money and did things they probably ought not to. Prom night was well known for things like that. Even those who abided by the rules, to what point did it serve? Dressing up and spending the night with the same people he saw every day in school. What was the big deal? It was supposed to be fun? Romantic? It wasn't exactly his idea of either. Who would he share such an experience with anyway?
The one thing Seto Kaiba wanted from his senior year was quite different from excitement. He had enough excitement as of late thanks to a series of events, all of which seemed to center around Yugi and his little friends. Seto only hoped that he had seen the end of it.
Seto was the first to arrive in his homeroom, and he took a seat in the back row of desks. He watched as the rest of his classmates came in, mostly traveling in groups. The teacher arrived as the bell rang. The students all took their seats, leaving the only empty one to Seto's right. The teacher began to make the usual beginning of the year announcements, Seto half-listening, bored.
Shortly after the teacher began, though, there was a soft knock on the door. Seto's eyes went to the girl standing there. She stood confidently in the doorway, but her eyes gave away some of her nervousness. And oh, her eyes; they were a deep blue, with depths like Seto had never seen in another's eyes, depths that showed more emotion than one would think possible. Seto knew those eyes. He knew the long, white hair that fell softly in front of them. He knew her voice as she spoke softly, too softly to quite make out the words, as she handed a note to the teacher. Oh yes, Seto Kaiba had seen this girl before.
The problem was, however, that he had only seen her in a world that was supposed to have taken place thousands of years ago. Seto could hardly believe that she had just walked into /his/ classroom. Of all the classes. He could all ready hear Yugi and his friends' talks about fate. Seto's thoughts were racing.
This wasn't the same girl he'd seen, though, he reminded himself. Not really. She may be the same in spirit, but she had a different life, and different memories. Though Seto may know who she had once been, in this life they were total strangers.
The teacher spoke again. "Class, this is a new student, Miss Kisara Dellington. Is there anyone who would like to help Miss Dellington around to her classes today, and help her learn her way around the school?" A handful of students raised their hands, including Yugi and his band of do-good friends.
Seto couldn't take his eyes off the girl. If all this fate stuff was to be believed, than that meant this girl would probably be more than just a new classmate. Though Seto would never admit it, he was intrigued as to where this might lead.
The teacher's eyes had traveled over to where Yugi and his friends sat. "How about Mr-" Seto's hand shot in the air, catching the teacher's attention and causing her to stop mid-sentence. "Mr. Kaiba," she said, recovering, "Isn't this a pleasant surprise. Miss Dellington, you may take a seat next to Mr. Kaiba."
Kisara made her way to the back of the room to sit next to Seto. She gave a small smile, by way of thanks or greeting perhaps, which Seto only returned with a sharp nod. Seto turned his eyes ahead, half-listening as the teacher resumed talking. A small smirk, barely noticeable, flittered across his lips. Perhaps senior year would be exciting after all.