Corporate Prince

Chapter 4 Sabotage

The alarm blared and woke Seto from his stupor. He yawned and stretched his stiff shoulders. When was the last time I slept in a bed? Cracking his neck, he looked over at the dirty soup bowl on the table and sighed. After Ana had left, he angrily worked on more projects until his stomach protested and begged him for more. He wondered what she put in the soup because he hadn't been able to stop eating it until the entire pot was empty.

Walking over to the pot, he scraped a finger on the bottom and stuck it in his mouth. Damn, it's good. His stomach growled at him demanding more sustenance and for the first time since he'd moved in, he opened his fridge. Pulling out some random ingredients, he went about preparing his food. Unbeknownst to everyone but his brother, he was actually a decent cook. It didn't take him long to prep an omelet and make a bento for his lunch. When he finished, he let out a loud groan. Even though he was good at it, he hated to cook; it used too much energy. He clicked his teeth, irritated that he was giving in to her demands, but he didn't want multiple people coming to his apartment just to drop off assignments. Seto flipped out his phone and dialed Mokuba.

"Hey Nii-san, you make any friends yet?" His brother's voice was irritatingly peppy.

"Mokuba shut up. Did you find anything out about what I asked?"

"Well... Not really. I can't seem to find the original contract for this job. I got the name of the person you're supposed to see. It's Negoa-san."

"That doesn't help me much since I can't even get in to see this 'Negoa-san'. I went to their office, but they snowballed me until I left."

"About that..." There was a pause. "There might be a way for you to run into Negoa-san. I'm not sure how thrilled you'll be about it though."

"Mokuba, it's work. Just tell me."

"Well, tonight there's a dinner with the bigwigs in town and you just so happened to be invited...."

"Ugh." Seto rubbed the bridge of his nose and felt a headache coming on.

"Told you! But you might find this Negoa-san there."

He sighed and gave in. "Fine. I'll search on that end. Make sure you keep digging for that contract."

"You got it. Have fun at school and try to make some—"

Seto hung up on him before he could finish the comment. After he finished getting ready, he headed out the door.

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The usual whispers and glares came his way when he walked into the classroom. He didn't bother looking around, except to glance at the obnoxious girl's seat. She was out cold on her desk. Must be nice to be so damn carefree. Seto walked back to his desk, not attempting to stifle any noise. He even scraped his seat across the ground loudly, earning more glares, just to see if it would wake her up. She didn't stir.

Goda walked into the classroom, and everyone except her stood up to greet him. He noticed her asleep and ticked his tongue, but to Seto's annoyance he didn't wake her. Seto focused on his own work and pulled out his tablet. While he typed away, he would glance up now and then to see if she was still out. The girl hadn't moved a muscle. Is she dead? He was having trouble focusing through the first class because it pissed him off that she was out cold. Even after the class ended, she still didn't move. If it hadn't been for the fact her back was rising and falling slowly, he would have declared her dead.

Feeling frustrated, and unable to focus, he went to grab a drink from the vending machine. The class looked at him strangely when he stood up and came back from getting his canned coffee. What, is it so weird for me to get a drink? On his way back to his seat, he glanced at the girl and slowed down. She'd shifted in her sleep and one arm and half her head was dangling off the table. Ah, she'll fall. He glanced around; no one else had taken notice. I should just let her fall. Her head slowly slid off and Seto's heart sped up. He could imagine the cracking sound her head would make when she hit the floor or possibly the desk next to her. This is none of my business. I should let her fall! She slipped off right before he passed. Gritting his teeth, he caught her shoulder and gently shoved her back up onto the desk before sitting back down. She didn't wake.