Little Miss CEO
Written by: ShizukaEyes
Disclaimer: It's my first fic, so be nice! Oh yeah, I don't own YuGiOh.
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Chapter One
"?" Serenity Wheeler asked her blond big brother where he was going dressed like that. He was looking handsome in a black suit, despite the scowl on his rugged face. "Joey, you're going to get wrinkles or at least, freeze your face like that."
He relaxed and smiled. He was fond of her, as any brother could be by his sister. The fact was, she was only five minutes younger than him, though he looked older. She said it was "because he was constantly grumpy."
She was just teasing, she loved him too. Silly, goofy thing he was.
"I'm gonna go to a funeral, Serenity." He said, with smiling bitterness.
"Oh! Who died?" she said with interest, her dark-brown, pretty, perfectly-shaped eyes brightened. Then darkened. "Not anyone we know? I hope?"
"Not anyone you know." He said with the air of all-knowing, and she scowled. "Now, it's your face that'll freeze up like that, Sis," he jokingly teased.
She relaxed. "Can I go - I mean, I'm going, too. Whose is it?"
"N-no! Really, it's just depressing . . . " He tried to convince her, but her mind was made up. "It's Pegasus's funeral."
"Huh? Isn't that the guy who gave you money?"
He winced: "Yeah." He continued talking as she changed her outfit into something more somber. "But Sis! He wasn't uh, very nice. In fact, he was . . . a total scoundrel."
"How so?"
"Well, he . . . " Joey doubted that his sister would believe him. "...tortured-"
"Joey!" She patted his arm, tossed back her long copper hair, a beautiful shade of red. Not too orange, and not too dark. "Stop exaggerating."
"It's true, Serenity!" He continued to rant about Pegasus's sins as they walked toward the cemetary with Domino Cemetary in cursive lines over it. Joey took a deep breath, being superstitious, and said, "Hey, Yugi."
Yugi, dressed similarly, nodded seriously. "Hey, Serenity."
"Hi," she said shyly, glancing around the tombstones.
"Hi, Serenity."
"Hi."
"Hi," she said quietly, feeling everyone staring at her. She was just so mesmerizing that no one could take their eyes off of her. It made her feel awkward. She hated it, not the staring, the awkwardness.
"I don't know why we're here," said Tristan, who shared the same attitude as Joey and the same dour expression.
"Yeah," said Tea, pulling a handkerchief out of her handbag and sneezing in it. "He was a total jerk!" she exclaimed, sniffing. "I'm glad he's dead."
"Still," reminded Yugi. "He invented - oh, look, there's Kaiba."
He said it calmly, but everyone whipped around to look at the tall CEO dressed in black. "Keeee!" said Joey.
"Memorial service-cruising?" Kaiba said just as calmly as Yugi. "Or are you just paying tribute?" He nodded towards the casket. "Great man, wasn't he?"
Everyone looked at the gleaming mahogany brown, with a wreath of white roses on it. There was very few people.
"Pegasus' goons," remarked Joey, who was hypnotized like the rest of them. There was something just so final about funerals. He shuddered.
Serenity moved forward and was the first to sit while Pegasus' top goon, Croquet, began the eulogy. "Uh. . . . my master was very . . . uh . . . intelligent. Generous to charity, as well."
How sad, Serenity thought, to be described as "intelligent" at your funeral.
She glanced up to the right, saw Seto sitting well-away in the corner, away from the casket as possible. She blushed, then stared straight again.
He's so young . . . I thought he'd be older . . .
No, no, Serenity, you're at a funeral for pete's sake. . .
She looked at Joey who had taken a seat in the pew to her left, wearing a disdainful expression like Kaiba. So did Tea, only Yugi looked sorrowful.
They said a prayer for Pegasus' soul (Joey said, "He'll need it,") and proceeded to the burial ground.
"Well, that's that," Tristan said. "He's six feet under. Who killed him?"
"Probably his many enemies," Kaiba said woodenly. "It's hard to be a CEO. . . "
Everyone looked at each other in surprise. Only Serenity was crying.
"What do you mean?" she asked, quietly looking at him with liquid eyes. She dried her eyes and tried to compose herself.
"There, there, Sis," Joey said, throwing a puzzled look at the CEO.
"Probably Bakura," Tea whispered to Tristan.
"Sorry for being so sensitive," Serenity whispered.
"Let's go home, Serenity."
"Okay, Joey. . . "
"Uh, excuse me? Miss?"
A silver-haired man in a suit was walking towards them, waving. It was Croquet.
"It's about my master," said Croquet, panting slightly and holding out a folded piece of paper. "His will." He cleared his throat while Joey looked dumbfounded, and said, "It say here that the first person," he said in his reedy voice, "who shall sit down at his funeral slash memorial service shall inherit one thousand dollars."
"No way!"
Everyone looked awestruck. Kaiba, watching, felt a thrill of foreboding run through his skin . . . into his heart. . .
"And," finished Croquet, "be the new heir of Industrial Illusions."
"Industrial what?" Serenity said faintly, but was drowned by shouting. Shouting from the rest, and shouting from her friends. Kaiba had turned pale, then he looked determined of his new rival. She was awfully pretty. Awfully. . . he thought as he walked away with a plan taking form inside his head.
"Your. . . joking. . . " Joey said, looking, like the rest of Pegasus' reluctant foes.
Yugi was shell-shocked. Tea was too. Tristan was shaking his head.
If only they had gotten there sooner!
"She doesn't want it," said Joey at once to Croquet. Pegasus' voice, shrill and high, laughed inside his head.
"Joey!" said Serenity with frown. Her head was still spinning. Me?
"I'm sorry sir, but I'm merely following orders. Madame," said Croquet, shaking Serenity's hand and bowing low. "I'll be sending someone for your things. If you'll come with me?"
"She will not!" Joey said. Tea, Yugi, and Tristan nodded vigorously.
Serenity cut him off: "I'll. . . uh . . . be along in a while." She was still stunned. . . ."I'll do it."
ShizukaEyes: So how was it? Good?