Once again Isis was depressed. She felt as though her heart was broken. It had been shattered a few nights ago by the one boy that meant the world to her. He was all she dreamt about recently. Somehow, even when she tried to prevent it, the tall brunette entered her mind, her dreams and was now in her heart. She hated this feeling, a feeling of complete dread, sorrow and emptiness. It wasn't always this way. Before they had just been friends, it was simple. They could just hang out and she felt nothing. But with time came love.
It had all started with a kiss, as these things usually do. It had been winter and a rather cold night as they walked home together from Joey's house. They had not talked much along the way. Some chit chat and all but nothing significant. Then Kaiba started to repeat a particular phrase which got on her nerves, which also lead to her warning him that if he didn't stop, she was going to kiss him. Being the smug teen that he was, he continued to speak which ultimately led to their first kiss.
She had leaned up and brushed his lips. Then she felt strong arms around he waist, holding her, pressing her into their owner. She hungrily returned his kiss, embracing him and holing him to her. She didn't want to break away from him, and she wasn't sure why. Could it have been his warmth, his touch, or the fact that she felt something? It was that sort of butterfly feeling in her stomach, along with the pounding heart and stomach's summersaults. She never wanted to part, but she knew they had to, they both were expected at home, so she broke this kiss, causing her to almost collapse.
What had he done to her? Why did she feel this way now? She had lost almost all of her balance. She had no idea what kind of kisser he was, and who knew he was this good! He had knocked her off balance and made her feel this way. But could it be love? No, there was no way. They were only friends, whether or not this was the best kiss of her life or not.
But what to do? How to figure it out? She would just have to pass this off as a ordinary night with an extraordinary kiss and leave it at that, not only for her own sake, but because they both needed to be home soon. They continued to walk and make small talk, all the while she was wondering why the butterflies refused to leave.