Seto Kaiba was bored. Not only was it Monday and third period biology with Mrs. Bass, but it was the fact that he was there, in Domino High to begin with. He pondered what had to have been the millionth time since he had entered the doors of the school his freshman year, for the exact reason as to why he was there in this god-forsaken dump of a school, in the first place.
He was, after all a child genius, whose gift had been cultivated (in both good and bad ways) by the best tutors his adoptive father could buy. So why, again he asked himself was he here, at sixteen and CEO of his own company, sitting in the back of a classroom listening to some underpaid twit of a teacher prattle about how cells replicated.
Seto huffed, and rubbed his sore temples. He couldn't wait to get the hell out of school today, even if it meant going back to his office to put up with his damned board of trustees, who had been raising hell lately due to Kaiba Corp's recent stock performance.
He placed his head on the cool metal of his desk. He was done for the day.
"Mr. Kaiba!"
Seto lifted his head to see the angry glare of his teacher.
"May I ask, Mr. Kaiba, why you decided to take a nap in the middle of my class?"
Seto rolled his eyes. He was in no mood to deal with his teacher, or any other form of authority.
"I was bored." He said simply, and watched as his teacher's expression turn from annoyed to angry. He also noted that the whole class was now staring intently at the standoff between himself and Ms. Bass.
"Well," Ms. Bass fumed, "I am SO sorry that you are bored, Mr. Kaiba. Tell me, if you are so bored, why are you here? What is making the high and mighty Seto Kaiba grace us with your presence ?"
Seto smirked, and replied, "Truant Officers, ma'am."
Seto watched his teacher become more enraged. Normally, it was not like him to be confrontational with his teachers. He usually went to school, went through the motions, left, went to work, went home, and repeated the next day.
The whole class had burst into laughter, and Ms. Bass was attempting to recover the class' attention. One laugh, however, stood out among all the rest to Seto. It was a bit nasally and loud, but then again loud did suit Joey. Seto glanced at the unruly blonde, who was notorious for, and usually on the receiving end of their teacher's wrath for his smart-assed comments or other delinquent activities.
Many wrote Joey off as a simple dumbass; in fact, Seto has done the same when he had first met the blonde. But through duel tournaments and misadventures, Seto had come to learn the depth of the blonde's soul, and his passionate nature for those he cared about. And as much as Seto hated to admit, he did admire the blonde's spontaneous clever moments that had pulled himself and Yugi out of trouble.
It also didn't hurt that the blonde was easy on the eyes, too. There was something attractive about the boy's tousled hair, unkempt uniform, and general loud nature that intrigued Seto to no end. There were times in class or at work Seto had caught himself imagining what it would be like touch the smooth skin of his fellow duelist, or to kiss Joey's flushed cheeks. Seto smiled to himself, yes, Joey looked adorable when his face was red, even if said cheeks were flushed in anger because Seto had called him "mutt" or "puppy." In fact, Seto made sure he used the pet named often, just to watch Joey's face flush with anger.
If Seto had wanted to be honest to Ms. Bass, he would have said that Joey was the reason that kept him coming back to this rat hole of a school. Seto stole another sidelong glance at the blonde…only to realize that a pair of brown eyes were staring right back.
Joey smiled and gave Seto a thumbs up. Seto's eyes (as much as they did not want to) flew back to focus on his irate teacher.
"Detention, Mr. Kaiba. For your smart mouth. Now sit and pay attention."
Seto gave the teacher a curt nod and returned to his seat. As he sat pretending to focus on the lecture, a small crumpled piece of paper landed neatly on his desk. Seto's blue eyes darted around the room looking for the culprit. His eyes landed on Joey…who was smiling that idiotic puppy grin at him…and…and was that a blush across the blonde's face?
Their eyes met for a moment, and then Joey quickly cast his eyes down at his desk and then back up to Seto. Seto looked down at his desk, and stared dumbly at the note before returning his gaze to Joey.
Joey had a bemused expression on his face, and he repeated the action, this time adding a slight downward shake of his head, as if to urge Seto.
Seto unfolded the note, keeping a questioning eye on the blonde.
Detention's not so bad, when you got company.
Company? What the hell was Joey getting at?
"Mr. Wheeler!!"
The screeching sound of Ms. Bass' voice made the note fumble in Seto's hands.
"How many times have I told you not to pass notes in class?!"
Joey smirked, "About a hundred times ma'm. At least."
"Detention, Mr. Wheeler. For the entire week for being a repeat offender…and for your accomplice, too."
Seto groaned. There went five important meetings. He hoped that they could all be rescheduled, or else the board was going to have his skin. Surprisingly, he wasn't as angry as he would have normally been about the prospect of missing work. He glanced again at Joey, who winked back at him.
"Class dismissed!"
As the students shuffled out the door, Seto remained seated; he was usually the last to leave. While he sat, gathering his belongings, he noticed out of the corner of his eye the faded and worn uniform whose wearer seemed to be waiting to for the young CEO.
"Thanks a lot, mutt," Seto growled.
"Aww, come on, it'll be fun," Joey smiled, and leaned close over the desk. Dangerously close. "We could get to know each other better," the blonde continued in a low voice. Seto stared back at Joey, taken by surprise from the blonde's seductive tone, and the fact that he had been caught.
Joey laughed at Seto's surprise, "What? You didn't think I'd notice ya leerin'?"
"I wasn't leering'" Seto countered.
Joey grinned, "Ah, but you aren't denying that you've been looking, tho'"
Seto opened his mouth to bite back, infuriated that the mutt had discovered him…but he couldn't.
"S'okay," Joey said softly, "I'm guilty too."
Seto couldn't believe the words that had come from Joey's mouth. As the shock wore off, Seto felt his mouth grow into a smile. He was able, for his own preservation, to keep the smile "Kaiba-ish." He didn't think Joey would let him live it down if he had sat there grinning like those silly school girls that swooned when he so much as breathed in their general direction..
"So you're guilty too," Seto replied with a slight smirk. Joey smiled, trying to match Seto's mock-smugness. "Yeah. So," he motioned towards the note that was still on the desk. "About this detention situation?"
Seto stood then, smoothing out his uniform, before leaning seductively close to the blonde to whisper huskily, "It's a date."
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