Heyhey everyone.
This is the first fanfic I've ever written. It's a Seto x Tea pairing told in Tea's point of view. I was definitely just making this up as I went along, so...
Warning.
Content may be scattered, random and totally suckish.
I'd appreciate any reviews. I encourage honesty. If it's awful, then tell me it's awful so I don't continue embarrassing myself, please. I promise I won't get irrationally defensive. :)
And of course, there's the ever infamous...
Disclaimer.
I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of its totally rad personalities. However, if anyone is willing to sell me Seto Kaiba, just name your price, por favor y gracias. ;)
Alright, I believe that's all. I hope you enjoy the story.
xx, Jessica Rose
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Chapter One Rash Decision
Today was the day I'd been waiting for since the first time I'd stepped inside Domino High. The last day of senior year - the day I'd be graduating and be free to finally live out the rest of my life and fulfill the dreams I'd had since I was little. I opened my eyes and was immediately greeted by the dreadfully bright gleam of the sun. After today, I'd say goodbye to all of this. My eyes wandered around my room, taking in all the details. I glanced at the pink walls and the beautiful vintage vanity across the room. Necklaces and clothes dangled off the mirror. In fact, clothes dangled off everything in here and the beige carpet could barely be seen. But what can I say? I'm one of those people that try on fifteen different outfits before satisfied and just sling them everywhere in the process. But on school days, this isn't necessary because well, I have this hideous uniform that I have to wear every day. I'm happy to say that this is the last day I'll ever have to wear the damn thing.
I pranced through the floor of clothes over to the closet and pulled out my stupid uniform. I quickly slipped it on and paced myself as I walked out of my room, glancing at my reflection in the vanity mirror as I passed it. Downstairs, I heard the dishes clanging. I had no doubt that my mother was preparing a huge breakfast like she always does when she's at the peak of an emotional crisis. I let out a sigh and slowly continued my venture toward the kitchen where I knew I'd have to face tears and a babble that I wouldn't be able to understand. When I entered the kitchen, I must admit that I was expecting at least five minutes before the outbreak of hysteria but that wasn't really the case here. It was immediate.
"Oh, my little baby... all grown up... leaving me... I... can't... believe... oh... awful... miss you... happened so fast... when I brought you home from the hospital... oh, come here sweetie." I was fresh with confusion when she bound me with her deadly, motherly grip. She continued to ramble through her tears and while doing so, seemed to make sure that my breathing was far from possible. I couldn't make out anything she was saying from this point and I definitely didn't think I could handle this hysterical crisis all through breakfast. So I did what anyone else would have done.
"Look mom, I'd love to chat more about how awful it's going to be without me but I... I promised Yugi that I would meet him before school. You know, since this is our last day together and all," I lied.
"Oh," she said sniffling. She seemed unsure of what she should she do. There's no doubt that she was more than reluctant to let me go. She paced around in circles a few times, mumbling something under her breath as she continued to randomly pick things up and place them back down. This continued for, oh, I don't know, a good five minutes that felt like five hours before she finally seemed to regain an ounce of her sanity. She sighed heavily, hesitating before saying, "Well, I guess... I guess I should... let you go now," she said slowly, struggling to phrase each word. I couldn't help but stare at her with wide-eyes and raise eyebrow at her. She smiled softly and leaned over to give me another death hug, but I quickly bolted out the door yelling, "Bye!" before she had a chance to.
When I stepped outside, I breathed a sigh of relief. Thank God I wouldn't have to live through anymore of those. I know I should have felt guilty about lying to my mother at a time when she needed me there the most but... I didn't. Honestly, I loved the woman but sometimes she had moments that made the nuthouse residents look sane. Besides, it was just improvised truth because now that I had forty minutes to spare before school started, I figured I might as well head over to Yugi's house.
On the way there, I couldn't help but take in the beautiful day. Sure, the bright sun may have been a tad much but the sky was a beautiful shade of rare periwinkle and the wind blew gently against my fair skin. I was just engulfed in a world of beauty. But of course, all good things have to come to end because it was then that the most unfortunate thing happened. I ran into my (sarcastically speaking) favourite person. Well, "bumped into" is probably a better way to phrase it. I was just minding my own business and walking along in my happy little world when all of a sudden I felt my face collide with someone's hard chest. I stumbled backward from the collision and was about to apologize when I saw who it was.
"Watch where you're going, friendship girl," he said with a harsh tone.
"What?! You bumped into me, you rich, spoiled bastard," I almost hollered. Honestly, I'm not really one to use such vulgar language but this guy really sinks beneath my skin.
He raised an eyebrow at me. Clearly, my little outburst had done nothing but amuse him. He let out a smug little chuckle which annoyed me even more - if it were possible.
"Ugh. You're so impossible, you... you... you lamo!" I knew as soon as it slipped out how incredibly "lamo" that was and blushed immediately, looking away in my attempt to hide it. He chuckled again, but this laugh lacked its regular patronizing tone. I looked up at him with a surprised and confused expression. I opened my mouth to say something but he spoke before any words could come out.
"Huh, you can be kind of cute, friendship girl," he said with a wink. "Well, whatever. See you at school." He walked by me with his stupid, slow and dare I say sexy walk. My cheeks were burning so much, it kind of hurt. My whole body tingled and clearly my mind had been totally thrown because the next words that blurted out of my mouth surprised me to a whole new degree of surprise.
"Hey, rich boy! Wanna ditch the last day of school together?"
I'm pretty sure that this spontaneous suggestion wasn't completely centered on Kaiba. All through high school, I'd been given the reputation "good girl" and a part of me was desperate to break free of that reputation for at least one day. Seeing as how this was the last day I'd have to do that, this seemed like the perfect opportunity.
He turned around very slowly and very composed. He looked at me and started to laugh again, clearly thinking I was joking. After a minute, his laughter deceased and his eyes narrowed. "Wait, you're being serious?"
I fumbled with my fingers for a few seconds, a bit uncomfortable and completely unsure of what I was getting myself into. After a couple minutes of dead silence, I finally responded with a confident tone, "Absolutely."
He smirked. "So maybe you're not the good girl everyone thinks you are."
"Or maybe I am. But I guess you'll never know. Well, that is unless, maybe you'd like play hooky with me." The way I said this was totally unlike me. I was being somewhat coy, something I'd never done before, but something I was definitely enjoying. "So are you in?" I asked, biting my lower lip.
His eyes narrowed again. He appeared to actually be considering this. Despite the fact that this guy annoyed me beyond belief, a part of me couldn't help hoping that he would accept my invitation. He sighed loudly and I could tell that he was also unsure of what the hell he was getting himself into but he looked up at me with a slightly mischievous grin and answered, "Sure, why not?"
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So there you have the first chapter. I'd really like to hear your opinions. Constructive criticism is more than welcome. Thanks for reading.