Chapter: Escape into the bush

Chapter 8: Escape into the Bush

Yup, it's been a long time again. =. = But this chap. also cost me a lot of nerves. Nyo, but now have fun with this chapter. ^^
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Mr. Sunnyboy

His booming head slowly told him the outcome of the evening. Hiksend he ordered another alcoholic drink and tried to forget the defeats of the last few days. The strands of blond hair made the acquaintance of the sweet liquid when his face fell into his trembling hands and he slurred as he slurred for the bill.
Bored, he watched a young couple who had just decided to take the dance floor. The picture presented to the young journalist looked grotesque. It seemed almost alien to him, the relationship between man and woman confusing. Downright ridiculous when you consider how quickly the great luck could run away.When skinny Jessica left him, he was still in good spirits. After all, you could forget your first girlfriend anyway. Olle spaghetti aunt. Anyway, in any case, he was finally able to discover the long-awaited single life, and was even able to switch back to a great self-help group! Yes, those were the times. And now? Now he was sitting here and casting a jealous look at one of the bunglers in a coat. Argh. How he hated his life. The coat inevitably made him think of his assignment. Seto Kaiba…. peh ... this pig. Must have been here somewhere, just didn't want to come out. Tz. It was clear that nobody believed him that the wealthy businessman was sitting in a cow village. Life was so unfair.

Yoko

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I do not believe it.
No, actually I don't want to believe it.
Seto has been kicking my toes for 5 minutes and this grace makes me think of a dancing elephant.In any case, he would have the right foot size, I think and inevitably have to grin. Nyo, but it's kind of cute of him too. Who would have thought that the horror businessman Seto Kaiba, who I only knew that he was the horror at every dreary company dinner (honestly, nobody complains as much as he does! Then there is a tomato missing, there it is little salt for the gentleman ... blablabla) can also show human feelings and then another party cracker: jealousy.
^. ^
In addition, this day will be laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaange in his memory: namely through ME! The right opportunity for revenge and then you get it served by him personally. "grin" Yes, you could say that all the unhappiness in this world has now been turned by me. And I hope it stays that way! T____T
I snuggle up to my (yes, yes, you probably thought I would share it… tz… beginner.) Seto and just enjoy the atmosphere without paying attention to the protests of my aching toe.I have to admit one thing: I missed him. And we were only separated for a couple of hours O: O. What will become of it when we're married?

Omg ... I can see myself hanging on Seto like a burdock ... almost play the jealous maid.
"And? How am I doing so far?" Asks me this well-known, nasty voice that I love more than anything, but on the other hand could also shoot the next Mc Donald's. (You have to know that Seto hates this restaurant ... because he never comes to eat and his hunger is even bigger afterwards. Reason? Well, that's for sure! He finds so many little things to complain about in the hamburger that he first spent an hour by then Mokilein was already there and had done the rest ^^ Oh yes ... we are a bunch of idiots ^^ .... but nice idiots ....)
"Could be better.", I say with a grin and close my eyes enjoying themselves. Exactly at this moment he should have pulled up his oversized goggle….Biiiiiiiiiiiiiiingo, baby!
Somebody should say again that I'm too stupid to tell fortune.
^ __________________________________________________ ^ (By the way, we haven't seen each other for a while ... "ponders" Who are you actually?)

Seto

A surprised face looked at the brown-haired woman who nestled against his warm body. Seto paid no more attention to her remark, but tried desperately to concentrate on the dance steps. Grateful for the small, blonde tuft of hair on his head that at least saved him this disgrace in front of the press, he enjoyed the rest for a moment and sank into his rare relaxation.

"BAM" (A: Ok, ok… yes, it's kind of like a Pokito soundtrack… but well, I couldn't think of anything else. Gomen!)

A pain ran through his shoulder as he crashed into the smooth package on the dance floor. A moment of inattention and it seemed like he tripped over his own feet. With his eyes still closed, his pride overwhelmed him and made him think of the current situation.For a moment he hadn't quite been there, had enjoyed the quiet, as well as Yoko's proximity, and now?

Now he was lying next to various leftovers, beer stink and a pack of gossiping people in the dirt on a dance floor that had never been cleaned. Within seconds he opened the difficult songs. Gossiping people?
Seto's eyes widened and stared at the blonde synthetic hair not far from his body. Not a single sound came out of his mouth until thin, fine fingers ran through his hair and revealed a strand of brown.
That couldn't be the case now. Couldn't it get worse?

"Keep smiling, Mister Kaiba."

"Bling"

Yes it could.

Mr. Sunnyboy

AND SMILE!

"Bling"

Ahhhhhhhhhhh, how long had he waited for this moment?
The moment of triumph over the cow village, over the poorly paying newspaper fuzzies and, last but not least, over the spindly Jessica.
A smile crossed his face. At last….Success within reach, baby.

"Gossip"

And there he went again ... his triumph was simply torn from his hand, but he was rewarded with a resounding slap in the face.
With big eyes he looked at the brown-haired girl who was now helping the imaginary, stinky rich businessman on his feet.
(The best always get the rich anyway. There's nothing left for us)
"Everything ok, honey?", She asked in a sweet chick voice and delivered the appropriate expression free of charge.

Wait a minute ... was she just saying honey?

Still with wide eyes, unable to prevent her from frantically running out, he let the last word go through his mind again.

……Sweetheart? OoO

Yoko

Seto looks at me like a car…. a bad car. U: U
And I don't like that at all.
Hello? You can at least say sweetheart to your future husband, right? Tz ... he should just not get in line ...Exactly NOW I am aware of the situation we are in O.O Damn it ... shit ... fright ... Ah! Seto has been discovered, MAN has discovered Seto!
I don't even get to laugh at my extremely amusing play on words, instead I help Seto up again immediately, nod to Sato and mean to him with my own little sign language (Tz ... you don't think I'm describing this to you now? Forget it ! Everything made by Yoko ... and it should stay that way T: T), that I just briefly borrow his car ^^
I've always wanted that ... even if it's a junk truck ... aaaaaaaaaber it's my favorite color.

Seto looks at me a little pained when we run out of the pub and I have to drag him along unnecessarily. Really, you have healthy legs and then you let yourself be dragged into the car like a little boy ... really. Seto, you are like a little child…. only worse.

"What is that, Yoko? This guy took a picture of me, you see?A photo."
At this point I would like to repeat once again that I can speak and UNDERSTAND Japanese perfectly and therefore don't have to listen to syllable yellowing !!!!!!!!!!
"Yeah, right? If we're not careful, he'll take more photos!"
Seto sighs and it is NEVER good when Seto sighs O.O, because then it is mostly my fault ... whatever and be it that Santa Claus forgot Moki ..... yes, yes, the guy already has a frozen brain. =. =
"Nowadays you can also make prints, you know what that is? A print?"
"Yes, yes, this is a departing train, now get on at last!" I say and take a demonstrative seat in the car. As soon as I do that, the guy with the photo slides out of the pub, grabs some bike and wants to chase us ...

Someone should say again, today's bad guys are too lame ... peh ...

Seto is already in the car sooner than I can say "Ogastaflauteuschimaschinese" and gives me instructions on how to drive.Unfortunately he has to rattle it down so fast that I can only understand one thing ^^, namely: Full throttle into the bush ...

Did he really say Bush?

O_O

O_O

No, he didn't say ... and I will soon realize that. Namely when I notice THAT WE ARE JUST RATCHING 500 THINGS ON A TREE !!!!!!
With a panicked movement, I pull the steering wheel to the left. Phew ... no tree ... just meadow. That's a lot more pleasant. ^^ Although I'm still scared to death, because our pace has just accelerated again. O.O.
(Meadow? Yes, of course. ^^ Next to my regular pub there is also a meadow that leads to a large lake. Well, there is still something ahead of us ^^…. No, actually Seto has something to do… but now has to I concentrate on screaming again, because I'm scared to death ... well, don't always interrupt me! T____T)

So on: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
I close my eyes, only notice how we are driving on something rocky until we are floating in the air.Wow ... never thought that I could describe it that way. Of course the whole thing goes much faster and while you are sitting lazily in front of your PC and reading this story out of sheer boredom because you can’t think of anything better, am I already counting my nine lives ... or was it eight? ? -?
Ok, ok ... where have I been? Oh yes:
So we drive down this huge ledge and land directly ... .. in front of the big lake. The car comes to a standstill and probably doesn't feel like getting wet for us anymore. These cars today! Really terrible.
We breathe out with relief.
"Yoko?", Seto asks slowly and I only venture a little "Yes?" to answer.
"I'll never let you drive my limousine