Chapter 7: Picking the dress
Soon, it was the day before the dance and Kisara was walking with Lira to a dress shop in town. Seto would meet them there as he was at the office working. He had been there the past few days because of work. Upon reaching the dress shop, Kisara felt a hand on her shoulder which made her turn to face Seto Kaiba. "Seto!"
Seto looked down at the girl with a soft expression before looking at Lira with a small glare. He had a strange feeling that their little shopping trip was going to exhaust him more than the office work he was stuck doing. Not that he had to get that stuff done at the present. He hadn't wanted to face Kisara after the kiss. Every time he thought about it, he felt his heart beat faster. He didn't want to know what would happen if he saw her in person but, he had no choice today… The boy found his breath caught in his throat.
Lira raised a brow and looked towards Kaiba. She then smirked as she recalled Kisara telling her how he kissed her so unexpectedly in his limo. "Let's go in…" She simply stated. Lira had already picked out her dress and it was in her closet on a hanger. She went over to a rack of dresses and picked out a light blue dress that stopped just above the knees and had a low cut at the top. "Try this on."
Kisara took the dress from her hand and eyed it carefully before going into the dressing room. She only hoped Seto would like it. After zipping it up in the back, Kisara opened the door to see one of the sales women flirting and hanging onto Seto like he was a piece of meat. Kisara's anger flared and she curled her fists into balls. "Seto." She growled.
Seto heard a growl of his name coming from Kisara's direction as he tried to fend off the sales woman. He then turned his attention towards Kisara and turned a bright red. The boy felt a burning sensation coming from the back of his nose and pinched it shut. "NUH UH! Pick a different one." If he saw her in that dress for one more second, there was no telling what he would do. He watched as Kisara went back into the dressing room and Lira handed her another dress. When Kisara came out once more, he was demanding the sales woman bring him a tissue.
"Seto Kaiba's a dirty boy~" Lira teased.
Seto glared at the girl for a brief second as he brought the tissue to his nose. The dress Lira had picked out for her had been a tight fitting low cut dress that stopped just underneath the buttocks. He couldn't stop his imagination from running wild and had pictured what she'd look like without it. "Nothing above the knees." He growled and stalked off to find a more suitable dress. Seto smiled to himself as he held up a dress. It was a light blue ankle length dress with a white ribbon across the top and shoulder less sleeves. The dress was perfect in his eyes and he felt that she would look absolutely stunning in the dress. Seto made his way towards the two girls where he witnessed Kisara in yet another skimpy dress.
"Go back in and change into this." He growled as he shoved the dress into her hands.
Kisara eyed the dress up and down before slowly slipping into the dress. The laces in the back were a bit difficult for her to tie so she opened up the door and turned around asking for one of them to tie it. Seto stepped forward and tightened the lace before tying it nervously with shaking hands. Why was he so nervous? He was just tying ribbon together! Seto noticed her moving her hair from her neck and couldn't stop himself from staring at it. There was something about it that he found so tempting. He sucked in a breath and summoned all his will power to resist temptation and finish tying the ribbon. Seto then slid her hair back over her shoulder to cover most of the skin covering most of her exposed skin at the back. He smiled to himself and took a few steps back before she turned around so they could take a look.
Lira stood closer to Kisara and crouched down as she tugged at the hem. She puffed out her cheeks and expelled a long breath before saying anything. "Needs less cloth." She commented. Lira did have to admit one thing though, Kisara could work the dress. It was just too long for her preference. The girl laughed to herself as she recalled how he was getting so flustered tying the ribbon and seeing Kisara's bare neck.
"It's perfect the way it is." He grumbled before taking a good look at Kisara. The sight before him was enough to make his face flush and his heart beat out of control. He covered his face to hide his flushed cheeks. He watched as she made circles trying to see how it looked on her. She'd turned to him and beamed at him before asking him a question.
"Seto! How does it look? Do I look pretty?" She spun around once and giggled happily while Lira kept observing the dress as if she were contemplating altering it.
Seto moved his hand from his face and cleared his throat before speaking. "You look," He started with a squeak and cleared his throat again before finishing. "You look perfect." Seto looked away his cheeks tinted pink. He heard her quiet down and felt two pairs of eyes looking at him. Soon he turned to look Kisara in the eye who was staring at him in surprise. He almost missed the smirk on Lira's face and huffed. Kisara rushed towards him beaming with delight and hugged him tightly.
"Seto!"She exclaimed before she pulled back and looked at him.
Seto froze when she hugged him out of the blue and held her at the shoulders before he was able to think again. "Do you want it?" He questioned.
Kisara looked up at him with gleaming eyes as she responded. "Yes I do!" She said as she went to look for the price. When she found the tag, her heart dropped. It was way out of her price range. She sighed and started to head back to the dressing room.
"When you're done, give me that dress." He demanded.
Kisara shook her head violently and turned to face him once more. "I couldn't let you do that! It's so expensive."
Seto stopped her and looked at the price tag. "This is chump change. Now go pick out shoes." He ordered.
Lira raised a brow at the two's interactions with each other. This day was turning to be an amusing day and she was glad that she planned for this trip to the dress shop. She walked towards the shoes and grabbed at a pair of white stilettos before showing them to Kisara.
"Do you want her to break her neck?!"Seto exclaimed before snatching the shoes away and putting them back on the shelf.
Kisara held out the dress to Seto before her sights set on a beautiful pair of 3 inch white heels with a bow at the top. She touched the shoes with the tips of her fingers before picking them up and observing them. The girl was entranced by the shoes and jumped when Seto snuck up behind her.
"You want those? Look for your size and try them on." He said before looking to Lira whom was admiring the stilettos she'd picked out. A box was reluctantly shoved towards him. "Let's pay for these and go."
Kisara called over to Lira before pulling her over to the checkout stand. Unbeknownst to Kisara, Lira had a glint in her eye as she stared in the direction of the shoes she knew that she'd never wear. The girl reluctantly watched as Seto paid for Kisara's dress and shoes.
"Let's go home."
Kisara nodded and looked to Lira who was finally looking at her. "Come with us?"
Lira shook her head; she had to go home and make plans for a certain something that she was going to do. "Nah, you two go on ahead. Oh and Kisara, make sure you stop by my place tomorrow so I can borrow you some jewelry."
Kisara nodded excitedly before Seto dragged her out of the store. There was a tension she felt that wasn't there before they left the store. Her mind became full of wonder as she continued to think about it. "Slow down Seto!" She cried as she began to stumble.
Seto stopped by his limo and let go of her hand. Looking at the hand that held Kisara's, he sighed. What was wrong with him? He'd never felt so out of control in his life; not for a long while anyway. The boy opened the door and waited for Kisara to slip inside. Lowering his head, his hair shielded his eyes from view as he slid in right beside her and crossed his legs; ankle over the knee and hands folded in his lap. As he looked to the side, he noticed Kisara's hand resting on the seat and looked away as if he hadn't seen it.
It was finally the night of the dance and Kisara was getting ready for it. Seto had sent his secretary with Kisara to get her hair and makeup done. Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair as he remembered how she acted when he handed her money to get those things done. She'd laid it down on the table and peered over the table at the bill. The girl hadn't known what to do with it and so, he sent one of his employees along for the ride.
Kisara cringed as the hairstylist pulled at her hair and combed through it. The poor stylist had a hard time trying to figure out what to do with Kisara's hair and was beginning to become frustrated; at her wit's end almost pulling Kisara's hair out of her head. Finally, as if the stylist came up with a bright idea, she massaged the girl's scalp and combed through her hair before dividing her hair evenly. As Kisara tried to look in the mirror to see what she was doing, another woman came over with makeup and stood in front of her blocking her view. She sighed and did as she was told.
Finally, the time had come for Kisara to head over to Lira's place. Kisara outstretched her arms upon exiting the beauty salon and reached up as if she were going to scratch her face; she then remembered the makeup on her face and lowered her arm. Lira would have killed her for letting a good makeover go to waste; more so the makeup than the makeover. Looking at the complex, one would believe many people lived there; that was not the case. Lira's parents bought the entire complex for her as a present because she wanted to live on her own. Kisara remembered asking her the one night she spent there, what were in the other apartments. Well, the answer was quite simple actually. In those apartments contained everything Lira ever owned and then some. Sighing to herself she walked over to the one she knew Lira actually used for living in. Kisara gently smiled as she looked over to one of the guards and waved before she knocked on the door.
"Password." Lira's voice sounded.
Stunned, Kisara tried to think of what it might be before yelled out in frustration. "You didn't give me a password!"
A sigh could be heard from behind the door. "Close enough." Lira opened the door and set her hands at her hips. Tapping her foot, Lira eyed her head to toe; front to back. Lira noted how Kisara's makeup was done using a gradient of blue; how her hair was tied into a simple up do. These simple things, including the dress, were the variables to consider when trying to pick out jewelry. The dress and makeup could not be outdone by the jewelry; it would result in a failed look.
Kisara stood inside the rented dance hall waiting for Seto to show up. Fiddling with her fingers, the girl became nervous with every passing moment. What if he didn't like the way she looked? What if he didn't want to be around her during the dance? Kisara shut her eyes tightly before taking a deep breath and collecting her thoughts. The music was too loud for her to think and she barely heard the doors slamming open. Looking up, she spotted Seto walking into the dance hall looking around for her. Scared, the girl hid behind someone trying to avoid his attention. She couldn't help but feel her doubts rising through the roof. You're such a wimp! Did you see what he was wearing? He's a fucking hunk. What I wouldn't give to- "Alright! I get it!" Great, now she was talking to herself. That was one more thing to chalk up on the board of crazy things she's done. Kisara sighed to herself as she moved away from the person she was hiding behind and walked in Seto's direction.
Seto scanned the crowds of students for Kisara. She'd told him she'd be waiting for him here! So, where was she? Looking down at his clothes, he smoothed out the wrinkles in his light blue suit before adjusting his dark blue tie. He was starting to feel insecure with his selection of clothes or rather, was it something else he was feeling insecure about? Seto nervously ran a hand through his hair and expelled a deep breath. What the hell was he getting so nervous about? He continued to look for her in the mass of students only to find her friend Lira discussing something with a teacher. She seemed to have noticed him because she dropped the conversation as soon as she turned her head and smirked. She pointed somewhere causing Seto to look where she was pointing. His eyes widened slightly as the girl he'd been looking for shyly walked over to him. His palms became sweaty and his throat dry. Frozen in place, his only option was to wait for her to reach him.
"So Kaiba, how does she look?" Lira questioned with a smirk. He looked so funny with his mouth gaping wide open at the beauty in front of him. Suddenly, he spoke.
"Angelic…" He swallowed hard as he suddenly became glad he took a chance of coming to this dance.
