Okay! Here is the first part of the Duke/Tristan treana requested. I also
had a major plot bunnie attack... *looks around her dorm at the 5 bunnies*
oh man... no time for homework for me. Oh right... the Tristan/Duke, or
whatever way you want to put it. I agree with treana, the Chase boys need
some lovin. So here we go. This one is actually kind of weird for me. It's
a new style, and a new way of writing. I'm actually not completely sure how
it ends, so thanks if you stick around to see how it turns out! Now, on
with the story!
Chapter 1
Friday, December the 20th 6:00 am
~Duke's POV~
"It's the most wonderful time of the yea-"
I snake my hand from under the covers and slap the snooze bar. Damn radio. One, it's much too early. Two, it's the last day of school before our 'holiday' break, to be P.C. about it all. Thirdly, I hate Christmas.
Just like I hate Halloween and Valentine's Day. Oh, the ideas behind them are great. Gift giving, showing love, dressing up and scaring small children. But it's so damn commercialized. Not to mention I hate listening to Christmas music all the time now.
The dim sunlight leaked through my blinds, mocking my wish to sleep through the morning. I threw off my covers and glared at the sunlight. It would be up now. Shining happily.
I run my fingers through my hair, trying to get the knots out, as I trudge across my room to the bathroom, and eventually my shower. As girly as it may seem, I have to wash my hair everyday. It will get oily if I don't, and the cold weather could make my hair dry out. The great Duke Devlin can't let that happen. Not when I have class with you everyday.
I step into the shower and turn it on. My cold skin goes slightly numb with shock at the warm water. I stand with the water hitting the top of my head directly under the shower head as I reach blindly for my shampoo.
As I go through my morning ritual that is showering, my mind wanders to many different topics: breakfast, the evil that is school, Dungeon Dice Monsters, and you. Hm... I wonder how you would react if I told you I thought of you in the shower... Probably the same why I would react if I told you I liked you.
I mentally curse myself as I make sure all the conditioner is out of my hair. To think I have a weakness as silly of you. I dread leaving the shower. I'll get cold again, and I'll be closer to seeing you again.
Finally, knowing I can delay no longer, I get out of the shower, and after wrapping a towel around my waist, I head into my room to get dressed. I am forced to wear that hideous school uniform, but I have to admit, it does keep me warm.
As soon as I'm clothed I towel dry my hair quickly and head off to eat some breakfast as I let my hair dry naturally a bit. A quick bowl of cereal usually does it for me.
I go back into my bathroom after I finish eating and continue getting ready. I have to dry and fix my hair, apply my eyeliner, and brush my teeth. And through it all you're still on my brain. I can't remember when it was that you came to invade my thoughts so much. Slowly, I just found myself thinking about you more, watching you more, listening to what you said.
After a quick once over I grab my school bag and start to make my way to school. And to you. I walk past my shop manager as he starts to get ready for the day. I have to admit, Christmas is doing wonders on my sales. If I didn't think about you so much, I may have done better. I'd have had that expansion pack done by now.
I trudge through the snow on the ground, and it looks like it's going to snow again today. It's the perfect weather to just stay inside, drink hot chocolate, and cuddle. Or, in my case, imagining cuddling, and then pour over last month's earnings. Now I know why Kaiba acts like a pompous jerk who has no life.
Finally I make it to school, and I pause to shake the snow off of my pants, and check my hair. Not that there's any chance you'd really notice me. I guess it's just habit.
I walk into the classroom, knowing exactly where you'll be. Sitting across from Joey, who's sitting by Yuugi. Damn it Tristan, how could I fall this hard?
*~*~*~*
Friday, December the 20th 7:20am
~Tristan's POV~
You walked into the classroom and I missed the punch line to Joey's 'joke.' Great, now I've lost good teasing material. Oh well. I'm sure he'll do something else to earn himself some embarrassment.
It's bad the way I know when you're going to walk into the room, and how you always go over to your desk before coming over to say 'hey' to everyone. But then again, it's not my fault you're so predictable.
You stride over to us confidently, and I try to focus on what Yuugi is saying about the party.
"Hey," you say to everyone, just like always, and you pull up a chair by Joey. Prime viewing seats for me. Shame I can't stare.
"Hello!" Yuugi greats back. "Are you coming to the Christmas party?"
You look up and blink in shock. What, don't you remember Yuugi going on and on about how he actually managed to help Mokuba force Kaiba into throwing a party? You'd think he'd beaten him in a huge duel or something.
"You actually want me to come Yuugi?" you ask, and I wonder what you could mean by that, but then you continue. "You know I'm not the biggest fan of Christmas."
Yuugi just grins. He's not going to let you off that easy. "It's just a small party with the gang. We won't force you to sing carols, there's no need for gifts, and it's really just an excuse to hang out and enjoy the fact that we have no school." I'd like to see you argue with that.
You don't seem to want to, however, because you ask, "When is it?"
"The 24th from 4 to 8. It's at Kaiba's, and I'll be sure to give you the written invitation so you can get in," Yuugi said, making a note on his papers so he wouldn't forget.
Well if this isn't a nice Christmas gift. Now I'll get to see you out of school. Not to mention when I conveniently drop by your shop to pick up a Christmas gift for Yuugi.
Hmm... Christmas gift. I wonder if I should get you something. But if I did, what would I get you? You could buy pretty much anything. Oh well. If I do go through with it, I'm sure I'll think of something.
The tardy bell rings and everyone moves to their seats as our teacher starts to get ready for class. If there is one thing I like about History class, it's the fact that the two sides of the room face each other so Mrs. May can walk down the middle of the classroom and glare at us in two even chunks. While you may be farther away, because you're on the other side, I get to sneak glances at you.
Either that or just stare at the back wall and keep you within my peripheral vision. It's all about stealth.
I can't help but watch you as class begins and everyone starts to remove their homework to answer her questions. There's this grace about you that I, for some, as of yet, unknown reason, find attractive.
"Mr. Taylor?" Mrs. May asks, and I'm jerked back to class. I look at her expectantly. "What is the answer to number one?"
Shoot. I don't have my homework out, so while I may have the answer written down, I'm not 'prepared' now that class has started. I hope you're happy Duke. Look what you do to me!
So.... what do you think? I really, really want reviews on this because it's different so I wanna see if it's good different. I'll be alternating on stories now; I've got a Tristan/Ryou starting and another Seto/Joey. ^^;; They just mauled me I'm telling you! Anyway, thanks for reading and PLEASE review!! *hands out brownies to those who review*
Chapter 1
Friday, December the 20th 6:00 am
~Duke's POV~
"It's the most wonderful time of the yea-"
I snake my hand from under the covers and slap the snooze bar. Damn radio. One, it's much too early. Two, it's the last day of school before our 'holiday' break, to be P.C. about it all. Thirdly, I hate Christmas.
Just like I hate Halloween and Valentine's Day. Oh, the ideas behind them are great. Gift giving, showing love, dressing up and scaring small children. But it's so damn commercialized. Not to mention I hate listening to Christmas music all the time now.
The dim sunlight leaked through my blinds, mocking my wish to sleep through the morning. I threw off my covers and glared at the sunlight. It would be up now. Shining happily.
I run my fingers through my hair, trying to get the knots out, as I trudge across my room to the bathroom, and eventually my shower. As girly as it may seem, I have to wash my hair everyday. It will get oily if I don't, and the cold weather could make my hair dry out. The great Duke Devlin can't let that happen. Not when I have class with you everyday.
I step into the shower and turn it on. My cold skin goes slightly numb with shock at the warm water. I stand with the water hitting the top of my head directly under the shower head as I reach blindly for my shampoo.
As I go through my morning ritual that is showering, my mind wanders to many different topics: breakfast, the evil that is school, Dungeon Dice Monsters, and you. Hm... I wonder how you would react if I told you I thought of you in the shower... Probably the same why I would react if I told you I liked you.
I mentally curse myself as I make sure all the conditioner is out of my hair. To think I have a weakness as silly of you. I dread leaving the shower. I'll get cold again, and I'll be closer to seeing you again.
Finally, knowing I can delay no longer, I get out of the shower, and after wrapping a towel around my waist, I head into my room to get dressed. I am forced to wear that hideous school uniform, but I have to admit, it does keep me warm.
As soon as I'm clothed I towel dry my hair quickly and head off to eat some breakfast as I let my hair dry naturally a bit. A quick bowl of cereal usually does it for me.
I go back into my bathroom after I finish eating and continue getting ready. I have to dry and fix my hair, apply my eyeliner, and brush my teeth. And through it all you're still on my brain. I can't remember when it was that you came to invade my thoughts so much. Slowly, I just found myself thinking about you more, watching you more, listening to what you said.
After a quick once over I grab my school bag and start to make my way to school. And to you. I walk past my shop manager as he starts to get ready for the day. I have to admit, Christmas is doing wonders on my sales. If I didn't think about you so much, I may have done better. I'd have had that expansion pack done by now.
I trudge through the snow on the ground, and it looks like it's going to snow again today. It's the perfect weather to just stay inside, drink hot chocolate, and cuddle. Or, in my case, imagining cuddling, and then pour over last month's earnings. Now I know why Kaiba acts like a pompous jerk who has no life.
Finally I make it to school, and I pause to shake the snow off of my pants, and check my hair. Not that there's any chance you'd really notice me. I guess it's just habit.
I walk into the classroom, knowing exactly where you'll be. Sitting across from Joey, who's sitting by Yuugi. Damn it Tristan, how could I fall this hard?
*~*~*~*
Friday, December the 20th 7:20am
~Tristan's POV~
You walked into the classroom and I missed the punch line to Joey's 'joke.' Great, now I've lost good teasing material. Oh well. I'm sure he'll do something else to earn himself some embarrassment.
It's bad the way I know when you're going to walk into the room, and how you always go over to your desk before coming over to say 'hey' to everyone. But then again, it's not my fault you're so predictable.
You stride over to us confidently, and I try to focus on what Yuugi is saying about the party.
"Hey," you say to everyone, just like always, and you pull up a chair by Joey. Prime viewing seats for me. Shame I can't stare.
"Hello!" Yuugi greats back. "Are you coming to the Christmas party?"
You look up and blink in shock. What, don't you remember Yuugi going on and on about how he actually managed to help Mokuba force Kaiba into throwing a party? You'd think he'd beaten him in a huge duel or something.
"You actually want me to come Yuugi?" you ask, and I wonder what you could mean by that, but then you continue. "You know I'm not the biggest fan of Christmas."
Yuugi just grins. He's not going to let you off that easy. "It's just a small party with the gang. We won't force you to sing carols, there's no need for gifts, and it's really just an excuse to hang out and enjoy the fact that we have no school." I'd like to see you argue with that.
You don't seem to want to, however, because you ask, "When is it?"
"The 24th from 4 to 8. It's at Kaiba's, and I'll be sure to give you the written invitation so you can get in," Yuugi said, making a note on his papers so he wouldn't forget.
Well if this isn't a nice Christmas gift. Now I'll get to see you out of school. Not to mention when I conveniently drop by your shop to pick up a Christmas gift for Yuugi.
Hmm... Christmas gift. I wonder if I should get you something. But if I did, what would I get you? You could buy pretty much anything. Oh well. If I do go through with it, I'm sure I'll think of something.
The tardy bell rings and everyone moves to their seats as our teacher starts to get ready for class. If there is one thing I like about History class, it's the fact that the two sides of the room face each other so Mrs. May can walk down the middle of the classroom and glare at us in two even chunks. While you may be farther away, because you're on the other side, I get to sneak glances at you.
Either that or just stare at the back wall and keep you within my peripheral vision. It's all about stealth.
I can't help but watch you as class begins and everyone starts to remove their homework to answer her questions. There's this grace about you that I, for some, as of yet, unknown reason, find attractive.
"Mr. Taylor?" Mrs. May asks, and I'm jerked back to class. I look at her expectantly. "What is the answer to number one?"
Shoot. I don't have my homework out, so while I may have the answer written down, I'm not 'prepared' now that class has started. I hope you're happy Duke. Look what you do to me!
So.... what do you think? I really, really want reviews on this because it's different so I wanna see if it's good different. I'll be alternating on stories now; I've got a Tristan/Ryou starting and another Seto/Joey. ^^;; They just mauled me I'm telling you! Anyway, thanks for reading and PLEASE review!! *hands out brownies to those who review*