Back on schedule. Here's the next section! Nothing new to report around
here. Just beginning to plan the Yami/Yugi and Duke/Tristan. Oh, and due to
the extreme length of last section, the rest will be shorter. That was just
so uber long... I agree Arbiter, they're so meant to be together. I think I
liked last section just for the image of them dancing DSF. *sigh* shame I
don't own YGO... lol Well Kaiba does do something this section, so maybe
your demanding paid off? ~.^ *points down* here's your next section leaf!
*gasp* What Livi? Who is Paul Oakenfold?! He's only the greatest DJ EVER!!!
*ahem* sorry. He's a Euro DJ. Really good techno if you want to get
*coughdownloadcough* any of his songs. We need to start a club Ice, the 'We
hate Justin Club.' Stupid white boy thinking he's black. I know Misura!
Control Freak Seto. There's no way he would ever not lead. Not that I mind
of course. Ryou? Oh riiiight... hehehe It was his party huh? ^_^;;;; The
reason I didn't put more angstyness during the last section, darkmus, was
because he'd been angsting for 2 days already. He finally had something to
do that wouldn't really let him think all that much about it. With Anzu
bossing him around, I'm sure he wouldn't have time to think.
"There is no disguise which can hide love for long, where it exists." - La Rochefoucould
Love is.... Surrendering.
"Today was so much fun! I'm glad Ryou liked what we got him(1). I was afraid he wouldn't. I mean, when I saw it in the store I figured he would like it, but after I bought it..." Shizuka chattered on and I just let it all wash over me. To think, she actually wonders why she finishes eating last.
A piece of garlic toast hit my nose, and I looked up in shock. What did I do to deserve that?
My sister just grinned at me over her lasagna. "You're thinking too much again."
"It's not what you think," I grumbled, popping the piece of toast in my mouth. She threw it at me, I may as well eat it.
"Oh really?" Shizuka raised an eyebrow. "Well, whatever you say, I think you should just tell her. All this thinking you're doing is so out of character that it's beginning to scare me," she teased.
I straightened, going to my defense. "I think all the time!"
She smirked as she began eating again. "Sure, big brother, whatever you say."
Shaking my head, I put my dishes up and left the kitchen. Despite what some people's opinion may be, I really do think about stuff. It may not be philosophical or anything, but it's still thinking.
I walked into my room and flipped the radio on, while leaving the lights off, wanting to think about today's events in peace.
Not long after Kaiba left, the party began to die down. Then, not 10 minutes later, Kaiba walked back in and politely asked us to leave so he, Ryou, and Yuugi could actually work on the project. He didn't look at me the whole time. He didn't even let us help clean up and take everything down. That's what he has maids for, after all.
Sighing I flopped down on my bed. Shizuka had no idea what she was talking about. I couldn't just tell Kaiba. That whisper before was hard enough, but to actually come out and tell him?
And it's not like he even heard what I had whispered. And if he did hear what I said, it's not like he would really know what I meant.
I sat up quickly. What if he did know? What if that's why he asked everyone to leave? He didn't want everyone to leave really. Just me...
I pulled my knees to my chest and hugged them. Maybe he just wasn't sure what to think... I'm not even sure what to think! How can I make a good decision when I don't understand his actions? It could mean he likes me, it could mean he doesn't like me. Sigh. Men are so complicated.
What if Shizuka is right? What if I should just go and actually tell him? At least then I would know, one way or the other. No second guessing, no fears. But also no hope. If it's no, then that's it. Nothing more for me to do.
Oh hell, just do it Jounouchi. I pushed myself off the bed and left my room before I could chicken out. I slipped out the door, hoping Shizuka wouldn't hear me, and started walking to Kaiba's.
Maybe he will be at his office, and I won't have to tell him. Maybe he'll refuse me entrance. Maybe I'll get hit by a bus... okay, scratch that last one. I would prefer no physical harm.
I could always just change my mind when I get there. Or just talk to him about the literature project. See what he was doing for it. Act like I need help on it. That could work.
I stopped outside of the large gates and looked at Kaiba's 'doorbell.' How was I going to get past this?
Nothing else to do, I pushed the button and waited for the security guy.
The same guy's face popped up on the screen, and, once again, he asked me for my name and why I was there.
"Jounouchi Katsuya," I said for the second time that day. "I'm here to talk to Kaiba."
The man looked down at something and then looked back up. "Is he expecting you?"
"Do I have to make an appointment to talk to a friend?" I asked in response. There's no way he's going to let me in... darn, oh well.
The man left the screen for a few seconds and when he came back he said, "Kaiba isn't seeing anyone right now, so you may enter."
The gate moved aside as I walked back onto his property. Just like before the front doors opened before I could knock.
"This way Mr. Jounouchi," the butler said after closing the door. He walked into the depths of the mansion. I sure hoped he would be around when I left, because I got lost after two turns.
The butler stopped outside of a door, and knocked. After a pause, he opened the door and announced, "Mr. Jounouchi Katsuya, sir."
He backed out and I gave him a weird look as I walked in. Did I really need to be announced like that? Kaiba'd know who I was when he saw me.
Kaiba sat behind his desk, laptop open, papers everywhere, just looking at me. "Can I help you?" he asked as the butler shut the door behind me.
"Um, well, I was wondering about the literature project..." I lied.
Kaiba raised an eyebrow and waved at the chair across the desk from him, inviting me to sit. "You could have asked Yuugi. He lives closer to you, and you're better friends with him. Why are you really here?"
I stopped a few feet from the chair. Great, what was I supposed to tell him now?
"I wanted to apologize," I blurted out. That was better than nothing. I did feel like I forced Kaiba into dancing with me. It's not like he jumped at the chance.
"Are you still on about that tackle?" he asked, brow furrowed.
"No," I mumbled. "Today at the party..." I trialed off.
Kaiba leaned back in his chair and his eyes clouded. "There's nothing to apologize about. You didn't step on my feet, surprisingly."
"I left in the middle of a conversation," I said looking at the ground. Now I was just making stuff up. I was never going to tell him doing this...
"It's not your fault Mai interrupted us." Kaiba replied.
"But you kicked everyone out before we could finish it," I said annoyed. This was going no where. I looked up at him, he hadn't changed position. Just sat there looking at me.
He crossed his arms and stared at me. "If that's what's bothering you we can finish it now. But why are you really here?"
I avoided his question. "We can't just pick up on a conversation. I doubt you even remember where we were."
He raised his eyebrows at me. "'I was thinking of the song'" he quoted. Did that mean he didn't here the last part I added? Did I really want him to?
"Then you said something else, but it must not have been that important since you whispered it." Kaiba continued. "If you really mean something you would say it like you meant it."
I stood across the desk from Kaiba, awkwardly aware of the real reason I was there, and his lectures weren't helping me any. Colour rose into my cheeks and before I could embarrass myself further I turned to go. "I don't even know why I'm trying."
I heard the scrape of his chair moving backwards. "Jou, wait."
Ignoring him I continued toward the door. It was stupid to think I was going to actually tell him.
"Jou," he said again.
My hand grabbed the handle of the door, but before I could open it very far, Kaiba's hand reached over my shoulder and pushed it shut again. What are you doing this to me for? "I asked you to wait," he stated. I could feel his breath ruffle my hair.
"Why should I?" I asked in classic defiance. I wouldn't look at him. What made him think I cared what he had to say? And when exactly did I start doing just that?
His hand moved from the door to my shoulder, and he turned me around. I don't know why I didn't resist. I just didn't feel like it. I looked into the eyes of the man I had hated. The man I now cared about. How could it all change so much?
He held eye contact with me for a few moments before he looked down. The silence grew awkward while he thought, and I became acutely aware of the fact that his hand was still on my shoulder.
"I don't want you to leave while you're mad at me," he said when he brought his head back up. Who said it was you I was mad at?
Emotions tore through me so fast I couldn't tell what I felt. Anger. Nervousness. Hope? My gaze flitted for a mere second to his hand on my shoulder before going back to his face. "Why?" I asked him, unsure of what to think of his statement.
After following my gaze to his hand, a slight blush came to his cheeks, and he began to move it.
Without even thinking, like usual for me, I grabbed his hand and placed it back on my shoulder. It's not like he had the plague, and I didn't mind him touching me. It reminded me of when we were dancing...
He looked at my hand covering his, and I was shocked at how lost he looked. What could shake the ever stoic Kaiba Seto? I removed my hand and left his where it was. "Jou I..." Kaiba trailed off. The confusion and uncertainty I was feeling caused the tension to grow.
Suddenly, or maybe it wasn't sudden, maybe I was thinking too much again, Kaiba closed the space between us and pressed his lips to mine. My eyes slid shut of their own accord as his hand moved to the back of my neck.
I began to feel uncomfortable, and unsure of what to do next, when he tentatively licked my bottom lip. My arms came up and wound themselves around his neck as I opened my mouth in response to his silent question, and surrendered myself to him.
"One kiss breaches the distance between friendship and love." - Anonymous
(1)Do you like the wonderful elusiveness about the gift? Didn't want to think of what they could give him. ^_^ to lazy.
*sniffle* They're so cute... I only have one more section of this left. Kind of an epilogue sorta thing. Anyway, be sure to review! I should get the next section up by Wednesday. Hope everyone has/had a Happy Halloween, Happy Samhain, or, if you live in Australia, Happy Beltane!
"There is no disguise which can hide love for long, where it exists." - La Rochefoucould
Love is.... Surrendering.
"Today was so much fun! I'm glad Ryou liked what we got him(1). I was afraid he wouldn't. I mean, when I saw it in the store I figured he would like it, but after I bought it..." Shizuka chattered on and I just let it all wash over me. To think, she actually wonders why she finishes eating last.
A piece of garlic toast hit my nose, and I looked up in shock. What did I do to deserve that?
My sister just grinned at me over her lasagna. "You're thinking too much again."
"It's not what you think," I grumbled, popping the piece of toast in my mouth. She threw it at me, I may as well eat it.
"Oh really?" Shizuka raised an eyebrow. "Well, whatever you say, I think you should just tell her. All this thinking you're doing is so out of character that it's beginning to scare me," she teased.
I straightened, going to my defense. "I think all the time!"
She smirked as she began eating again. "Sure, big brother, whatever you say."
Shaking my head, I put my dishes up and left the kitchen. Despite what some people's opinion may be, I really do think about stuff. It may not be philosophical or anything, but it's still thinking.
I walked into my room and flipped the radio on, while leaving the lights off, wanting to think about today's events in peace.
Not long after Kaiba left, the party began to die down. Then, not 10 minutes later, Kaiba walked back in and politely asked us to leave so he, Ryou, and Yuugi could actually work on the project. He didn't look at me the whole time. He didn't even let us help clean up and take everything down. That's what he has maids for, after all.
Sighing I flopped down on my bed. Shizuka had no idea what she was talking about. I couldn't just tell Kaiba. That whisper before was hard enough, but to actually come out and tell him?
And it's not like he even heard what I had whispered. And if he did hear what I said, it's not like he would really know what I meant.
I sat up quickly. What if he did know? What if that's why he asked everyone to leave? He didn't want everyone to leave really. Just me...
I pulled my knees to my chest and hugged them. Maybe he just wasn't sure what to think... I'm not even sure what to think! How can I make a good decision when I don't understand his actions? It could mean he likes me, it could mean he doesn't like me. Sigh. Men are so complicated.
What if Shizuka is right? What if I should just go and actually tell him? At least then I would know, one way or the other. No second guessing, no fears. But also no hope. If it's no, then that's it. Nothing more for me to do.
Oh hell, just do it Jounouchi. I pushed myself off the bed and left my room before I could chicken out. I slipped out the door, hoping Shizuka wouldn't hear me, and started walking to Kaiba's.
Maybe he will be at his office, and I won't have to tell him. Maybe he'll refuse me entrance. Maybe I'll get hit by a bus... okay, scratch that last one. I would prefer no physical harm.
I could always just change my mind when I get there. Or just talk to him about the literature project. See what he was doing for it. Act like I need help on it. That could work.
I stopped outside of the large gates and looked at Kaiba's 'doorbell.' How was I going to get past this?
Nothing else to do, I pushed the button and waited for the security guy.
The same guy's face popped up on the screen, and, once again, he asked me for my name and why I was there.
"Jounouchi Katsuya," I said for the second time that day. "I'm here to talk to Kaiba."
The man looked down at something and then looked back up. "Is he expecting you?"
"Do I have to make an appointment to talk to a friend?" I asked in response. There's no way he's going to let me in... darn, oh well.
The man left the screen for a few seconds and when he came back he said, "Kaiba isn't seeing anyone right now, so you may enter."
The gate moved aside as I walked back onto his property. Just like before the front doors opened before I could knock.
"This way Mr. Jounouchi," the butler said after closing the door. He walked into the depths of the mansion. I sure hoped he would be around when I left, because I got lost after two turns.
The butler stopped outside of a door, and knocked. After a pause, he opened the door and announced, "Mr. Jounouchi Katsuya, sir."
He backed out and I gave him a weird look as I walked in. Did I really need to be announced like that? Kaiba'd know who I was when he saw me.
Kaiba sat behind his desk, laptop open, papers everywhere, just looking at me. "Can I help you?" he asked as the butler shut the door behind me.
"Um, well, I was wondering about the literature project..." I lied.
Kaiba raised an eyebrow and waved at the chair across the desk from him, inviting me to sit. "You could have asked Yuugi. He lives closer to you, and you're better friends with him. Why are you really here?"
I stopped a few feet from the chair. Great, what was I supposed to tell him now?
"I wanted to apologize," I blurted out. That was better than nothing. I did feel like I forced Kaiba into dancing with me. It's not like he jumped at the chance.
"Are you still on about that tackle?" he asked, brow furrowed.
"No," I mumbled. "Today at the party..." I trialed off.
Kaiba leaned back in his chair and his eyes clouded. "There's nothing to apologize about. You didn't step on my feet, surprisingly."
"I left in the middle of a conversation," I said looking at the ground. Now I was just making stuff up. I was never going to tell him doing this...
"It's not your fault Mai interrupted us." Kaiba replied.
"But you kicked everyone out before we could finish it," I said annoyed. This was going no where. I looked up at him, he hadn't changed position. Just sat there looking at me.
He crossed his arms and stared at me. "If that's what's bothering you we can finish it now. But why are you really here?"
I avoided his question. "We can't just pick up on a conversation. I doubt you even remember where we were."
He raised his eyebrows at me. "'I was thinking of the song'" he quoted. Did that mean he didn't here the last part I added? Did I really want him to?
"Then you said something else, but it must not have been that important since you whispered it." Kaiba continued. "If you really mean something you would say it like you meant it."
I stood across the desk from Kaiba, awkwardly aware of the real reason I was there, and his lectures weren't helping me any. Colour rose into my cheeks and before I could embarrass myself further I turned to go. "I don't even know why I'm trying."
I heard the scrape of his chair moving backwards. "Jou, wait."
Ignoring him I continued toward the door. It was stupid to think I was going to actually tell him.
"Jou," he said again.
My hand grabbed the handle of the door, but before I could open it very far, Kaiba's hand reached over my shoulder and pushed it shut again. What are you doing this to me for? "I asked you to wait," he stated. I could feel his breath ruffle my hair.
"Why should I?" I asked in classic defiance. I wouldn't look at him. What made him think I cared what he had to say? And when exactly did I start doing just that?
His hand moved from the door to my shoulder, and he turned me around. I don't know why I didn't resist. I just didn't feel like it. I looked into the eyes of the man I had hated. The man I now cared about. How could it all change so much?
He held eye contact with me for a few moments before he looked down. The silence grew awkward while he thought, and I became acutely aware of the fact that his hand was still on my shoulder.
"I don't want you to leave while you're mad at me," he said when he brought his head back up. Who said it was you I was mad at?
Emotions tore through me so fast I couldn't tell what I felt. Anger. Nervousness. Hope? My gaze flitted for a mere second to his hand on my shoulder before going back to his face. "Why?" I asked him, unsure of what to think of his statement.
After following my gaze to his hand, a slight blush came to his cheeks, and he began to move it.
Without even thinking, like usual for me, I grabbed his hand and placed it back on my shoulder. It's not like he had the plague, and I didn't mind him touching me. It reminded me of when we were dancing...
He looked at my hand covering his, and I was shocked at how lost he looked. What could shake the ever stoic Kaiba Seto? I removed my hand and left his where it was. "Jou I..." Kaiba trailed off. The confusion and uncertainty I was feeling caused the tension to grow.
Suddenly, or maybe it wasn't sudden, maybe I was thinking too much again, Kaiba closed the space between us and pressed his lips to mine. My eyes slid shut of their own accord as his hand moved to the back of my neck.
I began to feel uncomfortable, and unsure of what to do next, when he tentatively licked my bottom lip. My arms came up and wound themselves around his neck as I opened my mouth in response to his silent question, and surrendered myself to him.
"One kiss breaches the distance between friendship and love." - Anonymous
(1)Do you like the wonderful elusiveness about the gift? Didn't want to think of what they could give him. ^_^ to lazy.
*sniffle* They're so cute... I only have one more section of this left. Kind of an epilogue sorta thing. Anyway, be sure to review! I should get the next section up by Wednesday. Hope everyone has/had a Happy Halloween, Happy Samhain, or, if you live in Australia, Happy Beltane!