Tristan: You aren't going to write a companion piece with me and Duke are
you? Please don't.
Hey! At least you hook up with someone and I'm not shoving you to the back like Joey and Tea.
Joey: I knew it!
O.o Me and my big mouth... I love you Joey ^_^; I mean you're the main char. in another fic of mine.
Joey: . maybe I don't want you to love me...
I'm not that bad!! Really!! *tries to look innocent* Okay, am trying to get these up faster so am typing in all my free time, which isn't much. I can't believe that people actually expect me to learn at college. *rolls eyes* what are they thinking? Anyway, hi to all my new reviewers!! *waves* glad you could join us! If you e-mail me phrases Anime, I'll do my best ^^ I'm just a first year Russian student however. Fox... I am sorry to admit that fan girls do have limited power. However! Fan girl fic. writers have absolute power. ~.^ Why else do you think I write? *waves at Lady Dragon and Silver Queen* Here's a new one! Am trying to move along fast! Eep! *hides behind Tristan* Not the clowns! Glad I could life your day! Many a fic has done that for me *cough*treana's*cough* I too have a... unfavorable opinion of Tea, however I wish death upon no one. Oh, there's more romance. I've got...*thinks* ouch... 3 more after this. Then I'll work more on my Seto/Jou. Isn't Duke the best?! I just love him. I agree Lethe, look up "cute" in the dictionary and you'll see a pic of Ryou. And Mokuba too. Duke has to tell Tristan, treana? Goodness... you're demanding. :P Anyway, enough blathering (man that's a cool word), here's the next part!
Disclaimer: Roses are red, Violets are blue, If I owned Yu Gi Oh, Ooooh the things I would do...
~Waiting Game~
(A/n I know nothing about the Japanese school system, except that they have school. So... Americanized baby!!)
Ryou sat on the edge of his bed and tapped his foot impatiently. He glanced at the clock. 3:15? He laid back with a sigh. He'd been home for 30 minutes. He'd changed, had a snack, and worked on a few problems of his homework.
He glanced at the clock again. 3:17. /So this is what conflicting emotions feels like..... I hate it./
Ryou sat up and looked at his math homework. After crossing to his desk and sitting down he decided to put the remaining 42 minutes to some use.
"The absolute value of negative two to the second minus...." Ryou trailed off.
/Gah! I'm being so stupid. I want the minutes to fly by, but I'm mad when it does./ He rose from his seat and paced nervously in his room. /I can't talk to him about this, so I'm going to have to act normal. I can do that./
Ryou glanced at his clock again. 3:24. He signed and resumed his pacing. /I wonder if Duke talked to Tristan. Does he expect me to talk to Seto? Oh there's no way I could do that. But if Duke can....../
Almost 3:30. Ryou sighed and continued his pacing, to nervous to sit still.
Halfway across town, Seto looked at his clock on the wall. 3:30. He picked up where he had left off in his pacing, and in his argument.
/My P.R. department would kill me if they ever found out. Of course, I would kill *them* if they ever found out.../
He scowled at the floor he kept walking over. /All I have to do is act 'friendly' and play a game of chess. Mokuba's happy, and then we have the party, I talk to Yuugi every once in a while, and everything will be fine./
He stopped and glanced at the chess board, waiting patiently for the game to start. /I just felt so comfortable around him. He didn't want or expect anything from me. Just a game of chess./ He picked up his king and slowly rolled the piece between his fingers, feeling the cold smooth crystal.
That's what he had to be. Cold and impersonal. That's what he'd always been. /But gods, I don't want to. I just want to be a normal teenager, engaged in a normal activity. Enjoying the company of a friend.../
He resisted the urge to throw the piece across the room at his warring emotions. /This is so stupid! I don't have time for friends, much less a more intimate relationship, and if it ever got out that I was guy, my competition would eat me for dinner,.
He glanced at the clock. 3:50. /Ryou will be here soon./ With that thought Seto headed for the kitchen to make sure everything would be ready.
"Rose," Seto snapped upon entering the room. "Everything is in order?"
"Yes sir," Rose said with a slight curtsy. "And I made sure to have the food prepared to your orders."
"Good," and with that, Seto left. He wanted to answer the door when Ryou arrived. Seto stood in the entry way and looked at his watch. 3:56.
Four feet away, on the other side of the door, Ryou looked up from his own watch. /What if he gets mad about me showing up early? Well he has said *around* four./ With a deep breath he reached up and knocked on the door.
Almost instantly the door opened. Ryou blinked, slightly taken aback at the fact that Seto opened the door. "H-hello," he said in greeting.
"Thank you for coming," Seto responded, stepping aside to let Ryou through.
Ryou dropped his gaze. "Thank you for inviting me," he said as he tried to stay in step with Seto as they strode along, heading for the den. /He must have noticed, because his steps slowed. Ryou felt a flush spread across his cheeks. /He's hate me If he knew.../
Seto looked at the boy walking next to him and noticed the blush as he lessened his stride. /He would die of embarrassment if he ever found out.../
The two turned into the den and headed for the chess board, each absorbed in their thoughts of the other.
They sat down at the table and locked eyes for a few seconds before the game began.
/Oh gods...this is going to be the hardest game of my life../
Okay, and we're done with that one. This one is prolly my fav section, because when I was writing it, it felt so film like. I'm just weird like that.
Duke: Hello? What happened to me?
Oh, you actually care?
Duke: Duh, it's about me.
Oh well fine... you'll find out.... later. :) Thank you, come again! And don't forget to review!! (am hoping for 50 by the end of this)
Hey! At least you hook up with someone and I'm not shoving you to the back like Joey and Tea.
Joey: I knew it!
O.o Me and my big mouth... I love you Joey ^_^; I mean you're the main char. in another fic of mine.
Joey: . maybe I don't want you to love me...
I'm not that bad!! Really!! *tries to look innocent* Okay, am trying to get these up faster so am typing in all my free time, which isn't much. I can't believe that people actually expect me to learn at college. *rolls eyes* what are they thinking? Anyway, hi to all my new reviewers!! *waves* glad you could join us! If you e-mail me phrases Anime, I'll do my best ^^ I'm just a first year Russian student however. Fox... I am sorry to admit that fan girls do have limited power. However! Fan girl fic. writers have absolute power. ~.^ Why else do you think I write? *waves at Lady Dragon and Silver Queen* Here's a new one! Am trying to move along fast! Eep! *hides behind Tristan* Not the clowns! Glad I could life your day! Many a fic has done that for me *cough*treana's*cough* I too have a... unfavorable opinion of Tea, however I wish death upon no one. Oh, there's more romance. I've got...*thinks* ouch... 3 more after this. Then I'll work more on my Seto/Jou. Isn't Duke the best?! I just love him. I agree Lethe, look up "cute" in the dictionary and you'll see a pic of Ryou. And Mokuba too. Duke has to tell Tristan, treana? Goodness... you're demanding. :P Anyway, enough blathering (man that's a cool word), here's the next part!
Disclaimer: Roses are red, Violets are blue, If I owned Yu Gi Oh, Ooooh the things I would do...
~Waiting Game~
(A/n I know nothing about the Japanese school system, except that they have school. So... Americanized baby!!)
Ryou sat on the edge of his bed and tapped his foot impatiently. He glanced at the clock. 3:15? He laid back with a sigh. He'd been home for 30 minutes. He'd changed, had a snack, and worked on a few problems of his homework.
He glanced at the clock again. 3:17. /So this is what conflicting emotions feels like..... I hate it./
Ryou sat up and looked at his math homework. After crossing to his desk and sitting down he decided to put the remaining 42 minutes to some use.
"The absolute value of negative two to the second minus...." Ryou trailed off.
/Gah! I'm being so stupid. I want the minutes to fly by, but I'm mad when it does./ He rose from his seat and paced nervously in his room. /I can't talk to him about this, so I'm going to have to act normal. I can do that./
Ryou glanced at his clock again. 3:24. He signed and resumed his pacing. /I wonder if Duke talked to Tristan. Does he expect me to talk to Seto? Oh there's no way I could do that. But if Duke can....../
Almost 3:30. Ryou sighed and continued his pacing, to nervous to sit still.
Halfway across town, Seto looked at his clock on the wall. 3:30. He picked up where he had left off in his pacing, and in his argument.
/My P.R. department would kill me if they ever found out. Of course, I would kill *them* if they ever found out.../
He scowled at the floor he kept walking over. /All I have to do is act 'friendly' and play a game of chess. Mokuba's happy, and then we have the party, I talk to Yuugi every once in a while, and everything will be fine./
He stopped and glanced at the chess board, waiting patiently for the game to start. /I just felt so comfortable around him. He didn't want or expect anything from me. Just a game of chess./ He picked up his king and slowly rolled the piece between his fingers, feeling the cold smooth crystal.
That's what he had to be. Cold and impersonal. That's what he'd always been. /But gods, I don't want to. I just want to be a normal teenager, engaged in a normal activity. Enjoying the company of a friend.../
He resisted the urge to throw the piece across the room at his warring emotions. /This is so stupid! I don't have time for friends, much less a more intimate relationship, and if it ever got out that I was guy, my competition would eat me for dinner,.
He glanced at the clock. 3:50. /Ryou will be here soon./ With that thought Seto headed for the kitchen to make sure everything would be ready.
"Rose," Seto snapped upon entering the room. "Everything is in order?"
"Yes sir," Rose said with a slight curtsy. "And I made sure to have the food prepared to your orders."
"Good," and with that, Seto left. He wanted to answer the door when Ryou arrived. Seto stood in the entry way and looked at his watch. 3:56.
Four feet away, on the other side of the door, Ryou looked up from his own watch. /What if he gets mad about me showing up early? Well he has said *around* four./ With a deep breath he reached up and knocked on the door.
Almost instantly the door opened. Ryou blinked, slightly taken aback at the fact that Seto opened the door. "H-hello," he said in greeting.
"Thank you for coming," Seto responded, stepping aside to let Ryou through.
Ryou dropped his gaze. "Thank you for inviting me," he said as he tried to stay in step with Seto as they strode along, heading for the den. /He must have noticed, because his steps slowed. Ryou felt a flush spread across his cheeks. /He's hate me If he knew.../
Seto looked at the boy walking next to him and noticed the blush as he lessened his stride. /He would die of embarrassment if he ever found out.../
The two turned into the den and headed for the chess board, each absorbed in their thoughts of the other.
They sat down at the table and locked eyes for a few seconds before the game began.
/Oh gods...this is going to be the hardest game of my life../
Okay, and we're done with that one. This one is prolly my fav section, because when I was writing it, it felt so film like. I'm just weird like that.
Duke: Hello? What happened to me?
Oh, you actually care?
Duke: Duh, it's about me.
Oh well fine... you'll find out.... later. :) Thank you, come again! And don't forget to review!! (am hoping for 50 by the end of this)