A/N: It's been awhile hasn't it? Sorry about that! Here's a chapter up!
My body tells me that it's time to wake up, but I feel so tired. With my eyes closed and still laying in bed, I yawn and stretch my arms and legs, feeling that refreshing stretch throughout my body. I reach for my alarm clock on my nightstand to see the time, but my alarm clock isn't there. I sit up and quickly open my eyes, realizing that I'm not in my room.
I look down and see that I'm wearing only a black, silk pajama top. The memory of last night begins to piece together. Eating dinner, drinking coffee with the Kahlúa in it, Kaiba, Kaiba and I talking, and then kissing... Oh, my Ra. I remember everything now. The memory sends a slight pain to my pelvic region, in a good way of course. Kaiba isn't in the bed anymore. I look around the room and he isn't around. I wonder where he could be?
I notice a cart with two champagne glasses, two domed platters, two sets of silverware wrapped in a cloth napkin, and orange juice in a crystalized pitcher that looks like a vase, a few feet away from the bed. I get out of bed and walk over to it. I overlooked the plate holding a delicious stack of blueberry pancakes topped with ripened bananas and a medium-sized bowl of strawberries, raspberries, and blackberries.
As I take the lid off of one of the domed platters, light, fluffy steam came out. The lid encircled a plate full of tasty goodies. This plate had scrambled eggs, two slices of bacon, hashbrown casserole, and a fresh, flaky biscuit. I pick up the lid to the other platter to see what's inside. The other platter had two sunny side up eggs, a thick-cut slice of ham, rosemary potatoes, and toast. Everything looks mouth-watering.
My stomach growled noisily as always, so to make my stomach happy for now, I pop a strawberry in my mouth. I can't decided what to eat so I drag the entire cart of food back to the bed. If I was going to enjoy this savory breakfast, I was going to enjoy eating it in a cozy bed. I sit cross-legged on the bed and pour the orange juice into one of the delicate champagne glass and take a sip. Mmm, it's freshly squeezed and sweet. I can't believe I'm drinking orange juice from a champagne glass! I usually just chug it from the carton at home. I know, I'm such a lady. I set the glass of orange juice on the nightstand and place all the plates and bowls on the bed. I undo one of the cloth napkins that hugged the silverware. With a fork, I poke at the scrambled eggs, potatoes, bacon, and hashbrown casserole, creating a breakfast shish kabob, and put it in my mouth.
The texture of the eggs are soft and smooth. The bacon is crisp to perfection and not too greasy. The herbs and butter from the rosemary potatoes are such a delight to my taste buds. The hashbrown casserole is the best part! The hashbrown casserole is held together by shredded cheddar cheese that is melted between pieces of hashbrown. It must be a crime to indulge in something sinfully delicious.
As I'm eating breakfast, I hear a door open from across the room. Kaiba walks out wearing black business pants and a black dress shirt that's unbuttoned, revealing his chest. He's on his cell phone and walks closer to the bed.
"After you test it out, e-mail me the results. And reschedule tomorrow's meeting from 10 a. m. to 12 noon. If you can't get this done, you're fired." After he barked his orders to whomever, he hangs up his cell phone, tosses it on the bed, and lets out a frustrated sigh.
He sits on the bed across from me, the plates of food is the only thing seperating us.
"Hungry?" He asks.
I nod in response since I had a mouthful of food.
He reaches to grab something on the floor at the foot of the bed and produces a fancy silver and white striped shopping bag with the straps of the bag being made of some sort of expensive ribbon and sets it on the bed.
"I didn't think you had any clothes to wear so I had someone go out and get you some clothes." He said.
I swallowed my fast food and shake my head. "You didn't have to buy me clothes, Kaiba! Really! You can drop me off at my house so I can get ready for school." I almost forgot that last night was a Thursday.
"You're going to have to miss school today." he said as if missing school was already scheduled in my daily planner.
"Miss school? What for?"
"Remember what I told you last night?"
"Uh..." My mind goes blank and I become unresponsive.
"I said that if you stayed the night with me I'll tell you anything and everything. Whatever you ask and whatever you want to know."
"Oh!" I exclaim.
"We're going to Dr. Laurence's office for a session." he continues.
"Why do we need to go to his office?"
"He can help me with the answers to your questions. I feel you'll be asking me some tough questions. Believe it or not, I get, what's the word? Incoherent around you." He says, grabbing a raspberry and popping it in his mouth and reaching for his cellphone he tossed on the bed.
Incoherent around me? It doesn't seem like it. I'm the one who is at a loss for words around him.
"But... is it necessary for me to take a whole day off from school?" I ask.
He's too occupied with his cellphone and doesn't say anything while he continues eating the berries.
"A session usually last an hour? Hour and a half tops?" I ask.
He puts his cellphone downs and looks at me.
"If you're asking how long it's going to take because you want me to take you back to your house, tear off your clothes, and ravage your body and do unspeakable things to you that would shock and terrify your mother, maybe your brother as well, we can do something now."
He grins wickedly and moves closer to me, sliding his hand along my inner thigh, reaching closer to my center.
I quickly undo my crossed-legs, close my legs tight, and regretfully refuse his offer.
"No, thank you! I mean, I'm not saying I don't want to." Not now anyways. I quickly talk about something else. "I really don't want to skip school again."
"I can reschedule with him if you'd like."
No way! I can't miss another opportunity like this!
"You didn't let me finish. I really don't want to skip school again, but," as I emphasized on the word 'but'. "if that's my only option then I'll go."
He smiles as if he's won a victorious battle.
"Then shower and get dressed." he leans forward and kisses me on the forehead.
I blush uncontrollably at the sweet display of affection Kaiba just acted on. I carefully maneuver out of bed, trying not to knock or spill over the plates and bowls of the breakfast buffet I had made on the bed. I pick up the shopping off the bed and make my way to the bathroom. I let out a small gasp as I feel a small smack on my backside. I turn around and see Kaiba smiling, guilty as charged. I blush even more and run quickly inside the bathroom.
I set the shopping bag on the long, beautifully detailed, bathroom counter. I turn on the shower, letting the water heat up for awhile. I take off the pajama shirt and lay it on the counter next to the pajama shirt. I look in the mirror and see myself naked. I see so many flaws on my body that I stick out my tongue to my reflection in disgust. I have a small belly that sticks out a little, probably from eating junk food. I could eat a salad or two and do some exercise to lessen my pooch. My legs look super skinny. It looks like I have scrawny chicken legs and they can easily be broken. My skin is so pale. I wish I could go out in the sun and get a natural tan instead of getting sunburned. I start second-guessing myself. What does Kaiba see when he sees me like this? At my most vulnerable?
I see steam coming out from the shower and toss away the thought of my imperfections and hopped in the shower. I quickly shampoo and condtion my hair with the hotel's own brand. I grab the bar of soap and cleanse my body with it. I turn off the water and grab the towel hanging on a towel rack. I wrap the towel around my just washed body and step out from the shower.
I take out the contents from the shopping bag. A black, silky bra and panty set, a pair of black skinny jeans, a simple, white v-neck shirt, a black blazer that have gold buttons as the cufflinks, and a box that reads 'Chanel' on the lid. I open the lid and a pair of black flats lay neatly tucked inside, resting on top of some beige cloth. I pick up one of the flats and there's a thin, black bow on the flat with the signature Chanel symbol of the reflective double C's overlapping each other in white.
I stop analyzing and admiring the clothes and flats and finally get dressed. My hair is still half wet so I do a quick, final dry with a towel and put my hair in a messy, semi-dry, bun. I pick up the pajama shirt and walk out from the bathroom.
Kaiba is dressed as well. Black from head to toe. He looks like he's ready to go to a funeral. He's sitting at the foot of the bed, messing with his phone.
"Here's your shirt." I handed him the pajama shirt.
"Leave it here. The hotel will send back whatever clothes I left here."
He stands up and walks closer to me, a few inches just seperating us. He rests his nose on my forehead.
"You smell good."
I smell my surroundings and smell a sweet scent of lavender and vanilla coming from me, then I smell Kaiba's own scent which brings back memory lane for me. The memory of the first time we were together.
He pulls me closer and kisses me. As he pulls away from the kiss and he leaves me blushing and breathless.
"Alright, let's get going." he says.
We walk out from the room and wait for the elevator to take us to the lobby. We hear a ding and the elevator opens its doors.
We enter and Kaiba pushes a button marked 'L'. We stay quiet on the ride down to the lobby, making things a little awkward. The elevator doors open and we begin walking through the lobby. I walk on Kaiba's left and he wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me closer as we're walking. I'm not sure what's gotten into Kaiba with all of this PDA, but I'm not complaining.
As we're walking out, I turn my head to look at the concierge's desk and I see a group of kids my age, one girl and two boys. The girl turns around and it's Emi! The boys turn around and it turns out to be Eddie and Jin. They all see me walking out with Kaiba. I see Emi mouth something and from what I could understand from reading her lips, I'm sure I made out an 'I knew it!' from her. She gives me a smile, a wink, and a wave. Eddie has a blank look, but turns around back to the concierge desk as if nothing this was nothing of interest. Jin on the other hand looks upset and turns away and joins Eddie at the desk as well.
I feel a little bad because Jin and I did hit it off when we first met, but then there's Kaiba and we have sort of a weird history.
We walk out of the building and a valet brings his car to the front. The valet opens my car door and I thanked him as I entered into the car. Before he entered the car, Kaiba tossed him a fifty dollar bill across the hood of the car as a tip and the valet graciously thanked him.
As we drove to Dr. Laurence's office, I thinking of how I would explain all of this to Emi and most importantly, how I was going to try and apologize to Jin.
A/: Hoped you guys liked it! Until next chapter readers! xoxo