Hello guys ^^
And so here comes a new chapter * grin * It took a while again until I manage to publish the thing, but good, you know about me. Quality isn't quantity, isn't it? * gg * I hope so at least.
Everyone who has been waiting for Sayuri and Seto for a long time will get their money's worth. And it will probably continue like this for the time being ^^
Then I wish you a lot of fun in life and I would certainly be very happy to receive a little feedback.
Your Moki

Chapter 11

His breath caught for a moment, he didn't even know how to organize his thoughts so that he would come to terms with this situation. It was so strange, something made his pulse go faster and faster. Suddenly he didn't know himself anymore, couldn't control his body. And yet he tried to be calm inside, at least nothing of it should be visible on the outside. Not only would it be embarrassing, it would eventually reach the press and the young woman would not be protected from these problems either.He didn't want to do that to her, sometimes he didn't even wish it to his worst enemy. Joey might still be, but with a high probability he would make fun of it.
The presentation in front of the entire class was very embarrassing for the young woman, she hardly got a word out, so the teacher took over this part and then looked around for a suitable place so that she would get a part that would help her school life Simplified a bit at the beginning and was able to help out with minor problems.
"Watanabe, you'd best sit down with Seto Kaiba at the window," he showed her the way with his hand. Actually, he had expected a protest, especially because it was Seto for whom he had chosen this task, but contented himself with the certainty that he had certainly not listened and Sayuri would be fine on his own. "And so we start with the lesson"
There was still an icy silence at the two window seats.They both wanted to say something, but couldn't open their mouths. Not even ahellowas exchanged between them, they sat next to each other and stubbornly stared forward or out into the courtyard.
What's going on? Did I do something to him? Sayuri wondered inwardly, glancing over at her neighbor from time to time. He looked thoughtful, his forehead was already wrinkled. He looked almost gruesome that way. But his blue eyes were so attractive. Even if Seto preferred to watch the trees, she knew that she would have sunk into them without any problems. This realization had accompanied her all night, over and over again she had seen this blue. In order to find some distraction, however, she grabbed her pad, at least wanted to write something down, even if she just didn't understand what was there on the blackboard.
[i]And then also math ..., she sighed. If there was one thing in her life that she couldn't stand for dying, it was this subject.Of course, it was a prerequisite in her job to have at least some mathematical understanding, but what was in front she would certainly not be able to understand in a hundred years.
And it was all the more surprising for her to experience that suddenly a hand reached over to her pen and everything was broken down. The writing might not be the prettiest, but at least you could still decipher what it meant.
"You take the given requirements and look into which formula you have to use it. First, second or third derivation ... for some points there can also be two versions that are to be used," he explained in a calm voice, looking at her. But not as penetrating as customers, whom he would like to cheat with contracts, rather he wanted to help her. To him, those bills were things you could do in your sleep, but for her it seemed like a mean disaster.And since she still wasn't doing anything, he asked her to figure it out. He wouldn't do everything for her, he could do that alone.
"But ... which equation actually?"
"There is clearly a third degree function up there ... so that's x³ + ax² + bx", he mumbled a little irritably, but tried not to lose control. If you were not familiar with such things, you should really start all over with the lessons. And yet he found that he didn't mind helping her. That he even felt a certain warmth rise within himself. So far he hadn't been on hand to anyone who needed help, except Mokuba. And then also gladly. Something didn't have to be right with him, it just wasn't clear to Seto what it was exactly.
But it wasn't just the young man who was amazed at himself, the whole class had become quiet, he had been listened to. She didn't know anything like that in her life from the company boss, it was a completely different side that just came to light.Even the teacher was watching him. "Is there anything to see here, do I have something in my face or what's going on?" "Why don't you continue with the class? After all, we all want to learn something else"
"Y-yes ... yes of course", the teacher stuttered, turned back to the blackboard and wrote down the first partial solutions to the task. So it was not up to Seto Sayuri to solve the tasks, she could see for herself whether she had done it correctly. But she was dejected. Half didn't work out the way she wanted it to.
"Menno ..." she muttered softly and pushed the pad aside. It just wasn't fun like that. Why couldn't she? The person sitting next to you did that as he passed, he would certainly have been able to teach that to the teacher, whom he was merrily correcting. How did he get such a thing? Was he really as genius as everyone said he was?
"Don't give up straight away," he said softly to her, drawing a small smilie on the pad."C'mon, try again", he then grinned silly and pushed the paper and the pen over to her again, while he was busy with a file.
Unconsciously, her gaze wandered back over there while the young man was busy leafing through the papers. It said a lot, but apparently it had nothing to do with the school. She had realized that he was the head of the Kaiba Corp at the latest when Fye had to point it out to her over and over again. But if he was the man in the highest position, why was he sitting next to her now? Didn't he have better things to do? Apparently yes, because he didn't seem to have anything to do with class. He had found a job and was working as if he were back at the company. Or did he take school as a kind of break? He didn't even have the scruples of answering his cell phone when it rang. He was almost admirable.
"What's going on?", Sayuri got back from her thoughts.Was she dreaming again? There was still nothing on her pad, she looked into his face. But just as she was about to begin the next word, it was the teacher who reprimanded her. She would have to follow the lessons, they should be careful and not devote themselves to the young man next to them all the time. "While it might be more interesting than those bills, they're part of the exam you're probably going to take, aren't they?"
"Yes ... yes of course ...", the young woman stammered, preferring to look at the floor and be very still. She was more than embarrassed. Why was she staring at him all the time? What did it do for her? When she thought back to the moment he'd asked her name, her pulse started racing. She put her hand carefully on her chest.Pull yourself together, Sayuri ..., she instructed herself desperately.
The ringing released her. As soon as the usual noise had started, Sayuri had already disappeared into the hallway.Nothing kept her in the room and above all she wanted to get at least a few minutes distance from Seto, he seemed to drive her really crazy. What was he thinking? Why couldn't he be like any other man she could just ignore? Why did she think about it so much?
The young woman closed her eyes and tried to clear her head. That the teacher said goodbye didn't seem to affect her anymore. And she didn't mind that more and more were leaving the room. However, when she noticed someone standing next to her on the wall, she was seized by a warm aura. Inside she knew who was standing there, but she didn't dare to open her eyes for fear of blushing.
"What's going on, Sayuri?" He asked quietly, but pushed himself off the wall again. Suddenly he was amazed, he had been able to remember her name. Otherwise he hardly knew the names of his employees.Did that mean something now?Hopefully not!
But just as astonished as Seto was, it was in the face of the young woman. Someone could remember her even though they had met for the first time yesterday, had spoken briefly for the first time. Her heart began to beat again with excitement, especially at the moment when his eyes looked at her kindly. That icy look he had given the teacher earlier was gone. All of a sudden he had become a completely different man.