Hey! First fan fiction and it's already saucy. Tori and Yuma hitting it off. After ALL the arguements! Jeez... Enjoy (And if this gets some reviews asking for lemon... Well... Hehehe)

"I'm late! I'M LATE!" Yuma shouted. He was racing to Kotori's house in the rain. He was soaked.

"Why are you in such a rush, Yuma?" Astral questioned.

"I was supposed to help Kotori with our presentation and I'm late!" Yuma explained.

"Well, I'd look out if I were you. A great duelist always pays attention." Astral said.

"Hey! Whats that supposed to me- Oof!" Yuma was pushed over onto the wet floor by a girl that he recognised by the green hair with red ribbon in it.

"Yuma!"

"Tori?"

Tori gave angry looks at Yuma as he scrambled to get up, as red as a tomato. Tori reached for her umbrella as Yuma extended his hand for her. Tori grabbed it and was pulled up to her lips joining with Yuma's. They pulled away and blushed so much they would've angered a bull.

"Why are your lips so soft?" Yuma asked.

"Y-Yuma!" Tori shouted. "Let's just get to my house! We can share my umbrella."

Yuma didn't want to start a conversation in case it got awkward. Or... More awkward. Yuma took a glance at Kotoris chest. He was in shock when her pink bra was showing through her wet, translucent shirt. Kotori smiled a bit when she saw him for no reason.

"Yuma! Stop being a perv."

"S-sorry..."

"Ugh. We're here anyways."

Tori's house was perfect. It was modern but not modern, it was welcoming but not too welcoming and the same with warm. He entered, still drenched.

"Give me a minute, Yuma"

"Okay. Astral stop smirking!"

"But it is clear you both care about eachother alot. You both turned red when you're lips made contact."

"What? Astral!"

"Yuma! You can come in now!" Tori shouted from her room.

"Okay! Coming!"

Yuma had a good feeling and I guess you could say-

"I am feeling the flow!"

Oh! He read my mind!

Yuma turned the door knob and walked in. But he tripped up and landed on Kotori, accidentally kissing her again.

"S-s-sorry!" Yuma exclaimed.

Kotori made eye contact with Yuma. She put her hand on his cheek and leaned in. She said,

"I-it's okay..."

Before Yuma knew it, the two teens were passionately massaging they're lips with the others.

To be continued...

How saucy.