Minute Maid& Champagne
Disclaimer: I do not own yugioh yet :(
INNAPROPRIATE THINGS HAPPEN IN THIS CHAPTER! Haha, not that innapropriate, but enough to make me giggle.
"WAKEY WAKEY!" Someone was shaking you and yelling. Oh well. You moaned and threw your arm at them. Whoever caught your arm.
"CJ HELLO?! HEROUKE IS HERE TO PICK YOU UP! WAKE UP! GET UP! WAKEY!!" It was Mokuba. Definitely not Seto. No.
You blinked a few time and saw Mokie standing over you. So you wrapped your arms around his waist and buried your face in his shirt. "Nooo... Comfy bed, Seto's bed, nonononononono..." You mumbled.
"WHAT?! CJ GET UP!" He tried to tear you arms off of his waist.
"Nooooooo." you whined. "I refuse..."
Mokuba started stepping backwards and since you were still clinging to him, you were dragged off your bed.
"WAH!?" You fell onto the floor and released Mokuba. You had landed at a weird angle and your spine made a loud popping noise. You moaned and rubbed your back. "Mokubaaa..." You glared at him and he pouted.
"What are you gonna do?" He asked.
"KILL YOOUUUUU!" His eyes went wide and ran out the door. You scrambled off the floor and chased him. He was a fast little munchkin. You chased him downstairs and into the living room where you saw Herouke. Mokuba was hiding behind him.
Herouke was a little confused looking, and you grinned at him.
"Herouke!" You tackled him in a giant hug.
"Hi?" He was so confused.
"Is it 8 already? Let's go, Let's go." You skipped to the door, Herouke, however, stayed where he was.
"What?" you asked. Herouke pionted to your t-shirt and sweats. Actually Seto's old t-shirt and sweats, but still.
You laughed at yourself. "I'll go get dressed..." You shot Mokuba a teasing glare before starting up the steps.
You climbed upstairs humming to yourself but on your way to the guestroom you bumped into Seto.
"Good Morning!" You proclaimed. You were so happy you forgot to be shy or scared or intimidated or whatever else you feel when your around him.
"Hi..." He said slowly. "What was all that noise?"
"Oh, Mokuba woke me up, is all." You waved your hand as if it was nothing, grinning.
You walked past him into the guest room and looked around for your clothes.
The bed was a mess and the blankets were on the floor. Mokuba must've dragged them off, when he dragged you off. You decided to fix it, after you found your clothes. You peeked into the bathroom and saw your clothes on the counter thingy, where you left them. "Oh, I missed you!" You pulled of the sweat pants and pulled on your jeans. They felt so tight compared to Seto's sweatpants. You giggled and took off your shirt and grabbed your shirt, Seto's old clothes, and walked back into the guest room after looking at yourself in the mirror. You hair was messy and your scars weren't that obvious anymore, at least no in this light. Back in the room you picked up the blanket and threw them back on the bed.
"Why is Herouke Teshime here-?" Seto's voice rang clear and all the blood in your body rushed to your face. You squeezed your eyes shut and tried covering up your green bra with your arms, and slowly turned to face the doorway, hoping that you had imagined it.
You opened your eyes. "OH MY GOD." You scrambled for a blanket off the bed, pulling the rest off the bed again. "Oh, no. All that effort..."
Seto's face was as red as yours, "I-I...oh." He turned around. "I'm sorry."
You sighed and pulled your shirt over your head quickly. "It's okay now." You busied yourself and put all the blankets on the bed again.
"You know, I have people to do that." Seto said, completely recovered.
You nodded, hiding your face, which was still red, behind your hair. "Teshime is waiting for you downstairs." He said soberly, before taking a few steps towards you.
You turned and looked him in his eyes. "Okay then, I'll get out of here." You made it for the door quickly, with your eyes lowered, but he stuck out his arm and caught you when you passed him. "Hwah?" Your eyes went wide. "What?"
From Seto's POV:
After passing Chiro in the hall, you heard a familiar voice downstairs. "Great."
You thought about going back to your office, and ignoring him, but you had to be sure, and you wanted to see why he would be here.
You carefully walked downstairs, and of course, there he was.
Herouke Teshime. God, you hated him.
He's accused you of being a manipulative bastard. You've accused him of being a pedophile.
You mentally groaned. "Hey, Kaiba, Where are you hiding CJ from me?!" He called, when he saw you on the stairs.
"Far away from people like you." You sneered.
"Well, go get her for me, we need to go." He grinned, kowing just how much his happiness pissed you off.
You sighed, and walked back up the stairs. You found her room easy enough, it was the only one with the door open. "Why is Herouke Teshime here-?" You called and walked into her room.
You were taken back. She had changed out of your clothes. Mostly. She was shirtless. The second she heard your voice she froze, but turned her head. Slowly she opened her eyes and her face was red and she screamed "OH MY GOD."
She tugged a blanket off the bed and covered herself. "I-I...oh." You turned around after you realized that you haven't yet. You were too busy looking at her. You were a healthy teenager, after all.
A couple seconds later you heard her shaky voice. "It's okay now." You turned back around and she was making the bed. "You know, I have people to do that."
She nodded, keeping her head down, but kept smoothing out the comforter. "Teshime is waiting for you." You mumbled and clenched your fists. You never wanted to say that, ever again.
You couldn't stand the thought of her being with him, even if it wasn't romantically, it didn't matter. You hated it. She looked in your eyes, and you looked into hers. She had the lightest, most beautiful eyes and her cheeks were flushed. She was the image of innocence.
"Okay then, I'll get out of here." Something inside of you told you to scream; "DONT. DONT GO. DONT BE WITH HIM. STAY HERE." Needless to say, you kept that inside.
She walked passed you, but you didn't want her to go. Even if your pride had kept you from telling her. You stuck out your arm to block her path.
"Hwah?" She made the oddest noises. She looked up at you. "What?"
"Do you know how old he is?" You asked.
"Who, Herouke?" She asked so sweetly.
You nodded, looking back at her, searching for anything in her eyes. There was no guilt.
"Yeea, he's 23, isn't he?" She was so innocent, and soft. Her stomach was against your arm. Innocent, soft and warm.
"I just, I don't want you to be with him." You managed to breathe.
She giggled a bit. "That's what he said about you." Her smile shocked you. "How could she be smiling? She hanging around with a much older man, and no guilt?" You sighed and let your arm fall.
After a few moments of silence, Chiro finally spoke up, "He's waiting, I have to go." You grabbed her arm and she turned to you again, shocked and bemused.
You let all of your restraints go.
Back to Your POV:
He grabbed your arm, keeping you from leaving. That's the second time. You looked back at him, wondering what he was doing.
He let your arm go. "I'm sorry."
That's the second time he's said "sorry," too.
"For what?" You asked, completely clueless, but then he wrapped his arms around your small waist. "Seto?" You didn't know what else to say, you kept your arms in front of you chest and looked up into Seto's eyes. Searching for an answer, but he pulled your body close to his.
He leaned in and pressed his lips against yours. You were too shocked to respond at first, but instincts, or whatever, took over. You kissed back. You didn't know why.
"God, why is this happening?"
"What is even happening?"
"He's a good kisser."
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
"Kissing."
"It's not good for you."
"Yes it is, stoppit, I like this."
You were arguing in your head, but on the outside you felt so weightless. He kissed you long, and nice. You could taste his passion and longing, but he didn't push you, his lips softly pressing themselves against yours with just the right amount of pressure. His arms clung to you, keeping you extremely warm.
"But, why?"
You wrapped your arms around his neck, which was pretty far up there. He was so tall. You kept you arms draped on his shoulders, tight enough to show you didn't want to let go. You ran you hands through his hair and played with the tips of it, twirling them around you fingers. He finally broke the kiss. You made some kind of noise, a whimper and he took it as "Please don't stop." You both gulped down air before urgently connecting your lips again. Your lips parted and you welcomed the entrance of his tongue. One of his hands released your waist and cupped your cheek. You whimpered again, unsure where you liked his hand more. You two played with each other's tongue and you smiled against his lips. His hand moved from your cheek to the back of your neck, running his hands through your sandy blonde hair. Your hands found themselves on his shoulders squeezing gently. Your long kisses turned into short frequent ones. "Where's all of this coming from?" You had managed to put together an actually thought, but it didn't even matter. Both of his hands were now on your hips, keeping you close, desperately. You lips were covered with his, when you slowed down a bit. "Where is all of this coming from?" Your hands that were roaming his chest through his shirt had stopped.
That's when reality struck. You broke the kiss and pushed him away, unsuccessfully.
"Chiro?" Seto cupped your cheek again, "Chiro, what-?" But his am was still firmly placed around your hip.
"Seto, stop." You breathed, trying to wriggle free.
"Don't go with him." Seto stated. Out of any one else, those words would've seemed like pleadings. His face was red and his breathing was strained, like yours.
"Is that all what that was all about?" you asked, offended, breathlessly.. "Was it really? Did he kiss you only for you to not like Herouke?"
"Who says I like Herouke like THAT?"
"Chiro, no." Seto said, distraught. "I...I just..."
"I have to go." You said and literally ran out of the room.
"He's not going to stop me for a third time."
You didn't stop running until you were at the bottom of the stairs.
"Herouke!" You called, completely out of breath. "Sorry, let's go."
Mokuba looked at you curiously, but clung to your waist. "Bye. Come back soon."
"Sorry, Mokie. I don't think so." You thought to yourself. "Kay," You forced a smile and lead Herouke out the door. "See you later." You called back to Mokuba.
When you got outside you took in a deep breath.
"What?" Herouke looked at you carefully.
"What do you mean, 'what?'?" You asked him.
"What's wrong? You seem...distruaght. Oh, and Mokuba told me about you fainting. You're okay now, right?" He genuinely seemed concerned.
"Yeah, I'm fine Herouke." You forced another smile.
"If you're not okay, then I can call you a cab, I walked here, I didn't know how sick you were." Herouke offered.
"Why wouldn't Seto want me to be with Herouke? He's so nice and caring."
"Maybe jealousy?"
"NO."
"But he kissed you." You got annoyed at the irritating voice in your head.
"No, Herouke, I'm fine. Okay?" You started walking ahead of him to prove him that you were honest. "Beside, if I get tired I can get you to carry me, right?"
He laughed.
You turned away from him and sighed. "Jesus...this is gonna be a reallllllly long day."
As you and Herouke walked down the streets, his arm was around your waist. You pretended not to care about it.
You tried to act like yourself, forcing yourself to smile, and Herouke didn't seem to notice.
He spun you around a couple times. "You know, we don't have school this friday..." His fingers intwined with yours and he pushed you infront of him, but pulled you back, before you realized what you was happening to you. "You wanna go see that movie?"
You were against his chest. "Why did he have to ask now?"
"What movie?" You faked.
"Horton Hears a Who?" He smiled against your ear walking slowly behind you.
"Sure." You heard the happiness, but you certainly didn't feel it. "Right after work? 5?"
He nodded against your cheek.
Seto's POV:
After she ran out of the room, you heard some mumbling from downstairs. You didn't move. Her lips had left you breathless.
"Goddamnit." You murmered and clenched your fists.
"What did you thing was going to happen? You think she would've just stayed with you forever or something? You think she was going to be yours? Do you even know if you want that? WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?"
You punched the bed beside you. Nothing good came out of that kiss.
Or was it those kisses?
Now she's off somewhere with Teshime, doing God know what, and she'll probably never forgive you.
Now that you think of it, You weren't that much different then Teshime. You were both adults, Chiro is still considered a child.
But she's so mature, not physically of course, she is so tiny, but mentally. She's been through a lot. You still don't know exactly what she's been through, and every time you tried to find out, she left you with little answers and more questions.
"And apparently, more urges." You groaned.
You started listing the things you did know about her:
Her name is Chiro (Something that starts with a J) Haru.
She's 16.
She's scared of heights.
Her birthday is November 25th.
She used to live in a "hick-town" Fidelity
She works at "Kenta's Custom Costumes."
She attends Nightly classes.
The voice in your head laughed at you. "Good work detective, but you forgot to add: GOOD KISSER to that list."