The Diamond Star
Chapter 4: "The Greatest Show on Earth"
Disclaimer: seraphim is mine. ksho is mine, if you want him you can have him tho. nothing else is mine. *cries*
Later that morning, at precisely 11:07, Seraphim awoke. "What were we doing today?" she asked herself groggily. "Oh yeah! The circus!" She leapt out of bed to get ready.
Three doors down the hall, Seto was awake and reading a book he had found in her library. It was called "The Gate of Ivory." (It's a real book, i dont own it) Pretty good story, considering it was kinda girly.
'Maybe Seraphim is up...' thought Seto as he heard a gleeful shriek from her room. 'Let's go see if she's ready to go yet.'
When Seto knocked on Seraphim's door, she had just finished getting dressed. "Who is it?" she called.
"It's Seto," replied Seto.
"Oh, come on in!" Seraphim called.
"Hey, you look nice," Seto commented on her clothing choice. Long dark blue denim hip-huggers, sparkled with glitter showed off her nice legs. She also wore a silver sleeveless, backless top. "For my wings," she had said.
"Thank you," said Seraphim, "But you, your shirt is ripped. We'll need to go shopping before the circus."
"Hm, yes. Doing laundry everyday is not one of my favorite past times," Seto agreed.
"Well, off to the mall then."
They decided to fly. Sprouting their wings, Seraphim and Seto raced to the edge of the forest. When they got there, Seto put his trench coat back on and they proceeded to the nearest shopping center.
"Come on Seto, you have to buy something!" Seraphim yawned. He had browsed around the whole store and not found a single thing to his liking.
"But I don't want any of this stuff," he complained.
"Argh," was Seraphim's only reply as she dragged him off to the seventeenth store.
About fifteen minutes later...
"There, you look great," said Seraphim, secretly hoping that he would say okay so they could at least catch the last show of the day for the circus.
"Are you sure?" asked Seto, skeptically.
"I promise!" exclaimed an exasperated Seraphim.
"Okay then." Walking over to the cashier, he paid for the clothes. Seraphim had talked him into buying an array of different clothes because he would be at her house for eight more days. He bought two jackets, a couple pairs of slacks, and various button-down dress-shirts (she couldn't talk him into buying anything else).
"Okay!" Seraphim said happily, "The circus awaits!!!"
They were just in time to buy the last two tickets to the show. "You two are lucky, all the shows have sold out!" said the clerk.
"See??? I told you to hurry up," said Seraphim playfully.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Seto shrugged her off.
"Oh!" exclaimed Seraphim, "there are our seats!" With a yelp, poor Seto was dragged off by the bundle of energy.
"And now! Welcome to the circus!" the announcer's voice boomed and the lights went out. Seraphim clung to Seto (who blushed profusely) and squealed in delight.
The time flew by, and soon the last act was ready to go on. "Ooh! Seto look!" cried Seraphim joyously.
"Our last act! Please give a warm round of applause for (i dont own these characters or their act either!) the knife-throwing star of the circus: Catherine Bloom!" A young red-haired woman in a pink and violet costume entered the ring to thunderous applause. "And her partner, Trowa Barton!" A young man with a uni-bang, a clown's half-mask, and wearing the most outrageous green puffy pants Seraphim or Sero had ever seen walked into the ring. The applause grew louder.
The clown, Trowa, was strapped to a circular board while Catherine aimed at him. "Hold still Trowa!" she said gleefully.
Then, "whoosh-kapak!" Four knives flew. One hit just to the side of Trowa's head. One just above his left elbow, another imbedded itself in the wood near his neck. the last flew just to the side of his right calf.
The applause was tremendous. Catcalls and whistles joined the noise. More knives flew. the applause deafened. All too soon, the act was over.
The young man, Trowa was un-strapped from the board and gave a low bow. Catherine made a polite curtsey and the two walked out of the spotlight.
(That was for my gundam wing obsession!!!)
"Holy fuck, Seto! Did you see that???" Seraphim was wide-eyed and grinning ear-to-ear.
"Yeah, I saw," he smiled sweetly at her. "Come on, let's go play some carnival games before they close," he suggested.
"Great idea. I'm gonna kick your ass!" Seraphim laughed.
"Nu-uh, not if I kick yours!"
"Then," Seraphim gave a mock bow, "let the games begin!"
Laughing together and fighting the crowd, they ran off towards the game booths. The first one they spotted was the dunking booth.
Seraphim got an evil idea. "Let's see how many times in a row we can dunk the guy," she whispered to Seto.
"First one to miss buys the winner ice cream!" he chuckled.
"Alright!"
In no time at all, the dunking booth was surrounded by people who wanted to see the two expert throwers. They had gone through five victims and it was getting late.
Finally, "Ugh!" Seraphim threw...and missed. It brushed the side of the target. "No!!! Aw man!!! That's not fucking fair!!!" she whined to Seto.
"Too bad!" he grinned, "You owe me ice cream!"
"Yeah, yeah, come on," she grumbled, dragging him to a concession stand.
"Oh look over there," Seto pointed. It was one of those games where you had to knock down the milk bottles to get a stuffed animal.
"Oh! So cute!" Seraphim cried. "Come on Seto! I NEED one of those big ones!"
The stuffed animals they had as prizes were Duel Monsters cards, except they were 3-D and plushies. There were also other cute plushies from various T.V. shows and mangas. Seraphim showed no mercy. She won many of them, but not the grand prize one. for that one, you had to stand the farthest away from the line and knock more bottles down. "Awww!!!" Seraphim whined. "I really REALLY want that one." She pouted. "Darn."
Then suddenly, a ball came flying past her. "Whoosh-thwack!" The milk bottles all came tumbling down.
"We have a winner!" said the man behind the counter.
Seraphim whirled around to see Seto, grinning like a maniac. He went over to the man to claim his prize: a kawaii not-so-little blue-eyes white dragon plushie. (It's not exactly my favorite monster but...it's seto right? so...makes sense.)
Seraphim sighed dejectedly. "Good for you," she said cheerfully, trying not to feel jealous. But...she had wasted ten dollars trying to get that doll. She picked up the bag containing six other smaller plushies she had won: the Dark Magician, Change of Heart, Tuxedo Kamen (tuxedo mask, from sailor moon), Kero (from card captor Sakura), Mystical Elf, and Ryo-oh- ki (from tenchi muyo).
"No," said Seto sweetly, "good for YOU." He handed her the blue-eyes plushie.
"Oh...thank you so much Seto!" she pulled him into a fierce hug. "Oh!!! It's so cute!!!"
"You're welcome..." Seto blushed as they began to walk home.
"That was so sweet of you!" Seraphim said for the umpteenth time since they got home.
"It was really nothing...really," Seto couldn't believe how much she appreciated that dool he had won her.
"I'm going to bed now," she said, yawning sleepily and cuddling her plushie.
"Me too, I'll walk with you," said Seto.
They continued to their rooms in silence. Then they reached Seraphim's door. "Sweet dreams Sere," Seto teased playfully.
"Oh, can't you think of a new nickname, or maybe just call me by my REAL NAME?" asked Seraphim, obviously hating it.
"Fine," Seto pouted, "Sweet dreams Angel."
Seraphim giggled, "Sweet dreams Seto, you bizarre man." Once again she tip-toed up and gave him a small peck on the cheek. "Thanks for the stuffed animal!" she smiled, cuddling the mini dragon and vanishing into her room.
Seto stood, speechless. He once again brushed his cheek with his fingertips. She had kissed him...again. What did she mean by it? Were they just...between friends? He could feel a blush creep into his cheeks. Well, whatever it was, he liked it...a lot.
END CHAPTER 4. r&r. ^-^
Chapter 4: "The Greatest Show on Earth"
Disclaimer: seraphim is mine. ksho is mine, if you want him you can have him tho. nothing else is mine. *cries*
Later that morning, at precisely 11:07, Seraphim awoke. "What were we doing today?" she asked herself groggily. "Oh yeah! The circus!" She leapt out of bed to get ready.
Three doors down the hall, Seto was awake and reading a book he had found in her library. It was called "The Gate of Ivory." (It's a real book, i dont own it) Pretty good story, considering it was kinda girly.
'Maybe Seraphim is up...' thought Seto as he heard a gleeful shriek from her room. 'Let's go see if she's ready to go yet.'
When Seto knocked on Seraphim's door, she had just finished getting dressed. "Who is it?" she called.
"It's Seto," replied Seto.
"Oh, come on in!" Seraphim called.
"Hey, you look nice," Seto commented on her clothing choice. Long dark blue denim hip-huggers, sparkled with glitter showed off her nice legs. She also wore a silver sleeveless, backless top. "For my wings," she had said.
"Thank you," said Seraphim, "But you, your shirt is ripped. We'll need to go shopping before the circus."
"Hm, yes. Doing laundry everyday is not one of my favorite past times," Seto agreed.
"Well, off to the mall then."
They decided to fly. Sprouting their wings, Seraphim and Seto raced to the edge of the forest. When they got there, Seto put his trench coat back on and they proceeded to the nearest shopping center.
"Come on Seto, you have to buy something!" Seraphim yawned. He had browsed around the whole store and not found a single thing to his liking.
"But I don't want any of this stuff," he complained.
"Argh," was Seraphim's only reply as she dragged him off to the seventeenth store.
About fifteen minutes later...
"There, you look great," said Seraphim, secretly hoping that he would say okay so they could at least catch the last show of the day for the circus.
"Are you sure?" asked Seto, skeptically.
"I promise!" exclaimed an exasperated Seraphim.
"Okay then." Walking over to the cashier, he paid for the clothes. Seraphim had talked him into buying an array of different clothes because he would be at her house for eight more days. He bought two jackets, a couple pairs of slacks, and various button-down dress-shirts (she couldn't talk him into buying anything else).
"Okay!" Seraphim said happily, "The circus awaits!!!"
They were just in time to buy the last two tickets to the show. "You two are lucky, all the shows have sold out!" said the clerk.
"See??? I told you to hurry up," said Seraphim playfully.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Seto shrugged her off.
"Oh!" exclaimed Seraphim, "there are our seats!" With a yelp, poor Seto was dragged off by the bundle of energy.
"And now! Welcome to the circus!" the announcer's voice boomed and the lights went out. Seraphim clung to Seto (who blushed profusely) and squealed in delight.
The time flew by, and soon the last act was ready to go on. "Ooh! Seto look!" cried Seraphim joyously.
"Our last act! Please give a warm round of applause for (i dont own these characters or their act either!) the knife-throwing star of the circus: Catherine Bloom!" A young red-haired woman in a pink and violet costume entered the ring to thunderous applause. "And her partner, Trowa Barton!" A young man with a uni-bang, a clown's half-mask, and wearing the most outrageous green puffy pants Seraphim or Sero had ever seen walked into the ring. The applause grew louder.
The clown, Trowa, was strapped to a circular board while Catherine aimed at him. "Hold still Trowa!" she said gleefully.
Then, "whoosh-kapak!" Four knives flew. One hit just to the side of Trowa's head. One just above his left elbow, another imbedded itself in the wood near his neck. the last flew just to the side of his right calf.
The applause was tremendous. Catcalls and whistles joined the noise. More knives flew. the applause deafened. All too soon, the act was over.
The young man, Trowa was un-strapped from the board and gave a low bow. Catherine made a polite curtsey and the two walked out of the spotlight.
(That was for my gundam wing obsession!!!)
"Holy fuck, Seto! Did you see that???" Seraphim was wide-eyed and grinning ear-to-ear.
"Yeah, I saw," he smiled sweetly at her. "Come on, let's go play some carnival games before they close," he suggested.
"Great idea. I'm gonna kick your ass!" Seraphim laughed.
"Nu-uh, not if I kick yours!"
"Then," Seraphim gave a mock bow, "let the games begin!"
Laughing together and fighting the crowd, they ran off towards the game booths. The first one they spotted was the dunking booth.
Seraphim got an evil idea. "Let's see how many times in a row we can dunk the guy," she whispered to Seto.
"First one to miss buys the winner ice cream!" he chuckled.
"Alright!"
In no time at all, the dunking booth was surrounded by people who wanted to see the two expert throwers. They had gone through five victims and it was getting late.
Finally, "Ugh!" Seraphim threw...and missed. It brushed the side of the target. "No!!! Aw man!!! That's not fucking fair!!!" she whined to Seto.
"Too bad!" he grinned, "You owe me ice cream!"
"Yeah, yeah, come on," she grumbled, dragging him to a concession stand.
"Oh look over there," Seto pointed. It was one of those games where you had to knock down the milk bottles to get a stuffed animal.
"Oh! So cute!" Seraphim cried. "Come on Seto! I NEED one of those big ones!"
The stuffed animals they had as prizes were Duel Monsters cards, except they were 3-D and plushies. There were also other cute plushies from various T.V. shows and mangas. Seraphim showed no mercy. She won many of them, but not the grand prize one. for that one, you had to stand the farthest away from the line and knock more bottles down. "Awww!!!" Seraphim whined. "I really REALLY want that one." She pouted. "Darn."
Then suddenly, a ball came flying past her. "Whoosh-thwack!" The milk bottles all came tumbling down.
"We have a winner!" said the man behind the counter.
Seraphim whirled around to see Seto, grinning like a maniac. He went over to the man to claim his prize: a kawaii not-so-little blue-eyes white dragon plushie. (It's not exactly my favorite monster but...it's seto right? so...makes sense.)
Seraphim sighed dejectedly. "Good for you," she said cheerfully, trying not to feel jealous. But...she had wasted ten dollars trying to get that doll. She picked up the bag containing six other smaller plushies she had won: the Dark Magician, Change of Heart, Tuxedo Kamen (tuxedo mask, from sailor moon), Kero (from card captor Sakura), Mystical Elf, and Ryo-oh- ki (from tenchi muyo).
"No," said Seto sweetly, "good for YOU." He handed her the blue-eyes plushie.
"Oh...thank you so much Seto!" she pulled him into a fierce hug. "Oh!!! It's so cute!!!"
"You're welcome..." Seto blushed as they began to walk home.
"That was so sweet of you!" Seraphim said for the umpteenth time since they got home.
"It was really nothing...really," Seto couldn't believe how much she appreciated that dool he had won her.
"I'm going to bed now," she said, yawning sleepily and cuddling her plushie.
"Me too, I'll walk with you," said Seto.
They continued to their rooms in silence. Then they reached Seraphim's door. "Sweet dreams Sere," Seto teased playfully.
"Oh, can't you think of a new nickname, or maybe just call me by my REAL NAME?" asked Seraphim, obviously hating it.
"Fine," Seto pouted, "Sweet dreams Angel."
Seraphim giggled, "Sweet dreams Seto, you bizarre man." Once again she tip-toed up and gave him a small peck on the cheek. "Thanks for the stuffed animal!" she smiled, cuddling the mini dragon and vanishing into her room.
Seto stood, speechless. He once again brushed his cheek with his fingertips. She had kissed him...again. What did she mean by it? Were they just...between friends? He could feel a blush creep into his cheeks. Well, whatever it was, he liked it...a lot.
END CHAPTER 4. r&r. ^-^