Disclaimer: This writer does not own YuGiOh. Nor is she responsible for any
accidents where the reader is reduced to a pile of happy goo, or chokes on
the large amounts of fluff in this section.
There are some sections in my writings that have fluff. This section can be describes as being fluff with a bit of a story. ~.^ ^____^ I'm glad you liked Sharem. You should like this one too. ^^ You mean you don't dress up all the time Ice? I do... maybe that's where the weird looks come from. We can have a secret handshake if you want. Goodness DSF, if you gooed over last section your goo will goo over this one. I'm sorry I forgot your holiday Livi! Happy Day of the Dead to you too!! Anyway, here's the fluff!!
Love is.... Hope
"Love is a gift that cannot be earned. It can only be given." - unknown
The kiss only lasted seconds, but I would have had it last forever. Who needs to breathe, anyway? Breathing is so overrated.
However, the shift that one kiss caused was the reason we decided we needed to discuss things, but saying we were going to do that, and actually doing that were two different things.
I sat partially in his lap, partially on the couch, with my cheek pressed into his shoulder. I had one arm around his waist as I idly played with the hem of his t-shirt with my other hand. He held my waist with one of his arms, the other rested on the leg I had over his lap. We weren't talking that much. We didn't need to. This was enough.
Questions still tore through my mind at warp speed, and finally I just had to voice one. "Did you hear what I whispered?"
"I heard it," he replied, "But I didn't think I heard right. Or I could have been reading too much into it. I never thought it possible for you to like me back."
"But Kai-" I stopped at the pressure around my waist as he hugged me. "But Seto," I corrected. "I thought you hated me. When did that change?"
"I don't think it ever did," he answered and I pulled away slightly to look at him. "It's confusing but I think I hated you because I liked you."
I blinked at him. "Don't you think that's taking the whole 'tease your crush' thing a bit too far?" I asked him. He had flat out insulted me so much that I didn't think it could even be considered simply teasing.
He smiled sadly as he brought his hand up to play with my hair. "I was raised to think emotions were bad. I guess I did it to try and convince myself not to like you."
"Do you have to do it by insulting me?" I asked petulantly. I didn't mean to whine or start a fight, I just didn't understand him.
"If I made myself believe you were all of those things I said, then I could make myself not like you," he tried to explain. Kaiba's thinking was just to complex for me so I remained silent. But wait...
"Why did you try to become friends with everyone then?" I asked leaning against him again.
He chuckled before replying, "The insulting wasn't working so I wanted to find your faults so I would stop then."
"My faults?" I asked into his chest and felt him nod. Reluctantly I inquired, "What did you find?"
He leaned his cheek against my head and said, "You mouth off to much, and act before you think, but I don't find them to be faults. They're what make you Jou."
"How long?" I asked, unable to stem the tide of questions. This just made no sense.
He shrugged against me. "The middle of Duelist Kingdom maybe. I can't really remember."
Still overcome with the shock of it all, I whispered my last question, the only one that really mattered, "Why?"
Kaiba paused before answering, and I couldn't blame him, it was a very loaded question after all.
"Why do you like me?" he asked in response.
I thought about it seriously. He's attractive, sure, who wouldn't notice. He has his nice moments, but really, I'm stuck. "Um..." I said while I continued to think. He brought his hand to stroke my cheek and tilted my face up so he could look into my eyes as he voiced his thoughts, "Because this feels so nice," he stated simply with a soft smile. He leaned his forehead against mine and I began to drown in his cerulean pools. "Because this feels so right," he whispered.
I ran my free hand through his soft brown hair as I pulled his lips down to mine. The kiss we shared that time was so different from the tentative, hopeful kiss from before. This one was full of love, happiness, and spoke of our wishes for the future. Each other.
~End~ Well, that's the end of that one. The beginning of my next story "Bah Humbug," my Duke/Tristan, should be up in two days. If you couldn't tell, it's Christmas themed! Yay for themes!!! Thanks to all my reviewers!! You guys are the only reason I'm writing, so bunches of credit to you all! Be sure to review on this one. Too much fluff? Not enough? Lemme know, I may just get bored and make a fluff full story. And remember, as the Beatles said "All you need is fluff"...... or something like that...
There are some sections in my writings that have fluff. This section can be describes as being fluff with a bit of a story. ~.^ ^____^ I'm glad you liked Sharem. You should like this one too. ^^ You mean you don't dress up all the time Ice? I do... maybe that's where the weird looks come from. We can have a secret handshake if you want. Goodness DSF, if you gooed over last section your goo will goo over this one. I'm sorry I forgot your holiday Livi! Happy Day of the Dead to you too!! Anyway, here's the fluff!!
Love is.... Hope
"Love is a gift that cannot be earned. It can only be given." - unknown
The kiss only lasted seconds, but I would have had it last forever. Who needs to breathe, anyway? Breathing is so overrated.
However, the shift that one kiss caused was the reason we decided we needed to discuss things, but saying we were going to do that, and actually doing that were two different things.
I sat partially in his lap, partially on the couch, with my cheek pressed into his shoulder. I had one arm around his waist as I idly played with the hem of his t-shirt with my other hand. He held my waist with one of his arms, the other rested on the leg I had over his lap. We weren't talking that much. We didn't need to. This was enough.
Questions still tore through my mind at warp speed, and finally I just had to voice one. "Did you hear what I whispered?"
"I heard it," he replied, "But I didn't think I heard right. Or I could have been reading too much into it. I never thought it possible for you to like me back."
"But Kai-" I stopped at the pressure around my waist as he hugged me. "But Seto," I corrected. "I thought you hated me. When did that change?"
"I don't think it ever did," he answered and I pulled away slightly to look at him. "It's confusing but I think I hated you because I liked you."
I blinked at him. "Don't you think that's taking the whole 'tease your crush' thing a bit too far?" I asked him. He had flat out insulted me so much that I didn't think it could even be considered simply teasing.
He smiled sadly as he brought his hand up to play with my hair. "I was raised to think emotions were bad. I guess I did it to try and convince myself not to like you."
"Do you have to do it by insulting me?" I asked petulantly. I didn't mean to whine or start a fight, I just didn't understand him.
"If I made myself believe you were all of those things I said, then I could make myself not like you," he tried to explain. Kaiba's thinking was just to complex for me so I remained silent. But wait...
"Why did you try to become friends with everyone then?" I asked leaning against him again.
He chuckled before replying, "The insulting wasn't working so I wanted to find your faults so I would stop then."
"My faults?" I asked into his chest and felt him nod. Reluctantly I inquired, "What did you find?"
He leaned his cheek against my head and said, "You mouth off to much, and act before you think, but I don't find them to be faults. They're what make you Jou."
"How long?" I asked, unable to stem the tide of questions. This just made no sense.
He shrugged against me. "The middle of Duelist Kingdom maybe. I can't really remember."
Still overcome with the shock of it all, I whispered my last question, the only one that really mattered, "Why?"
Kaiba paused before answering, and I couldn't blame him, it was a very loaded question after all.
"Why do you like me?" he asked in response.
I thought about it seriously. He's attractive, sure, who wouldn't notice. He has his nice moments, but really, I'm stuck. "Um..." I said while I continued to think. He brought his hand to stroke my cheek and tilted my face up so he could look into my eyes as he voiced his thoughts, "Because this feels so nice," he stated simply with a soft smile. He leaned his forehead against mine and I began to drown in his cerulean pools. "Because this feels so right," he whispered.
I ran my free hand through his soft brown hair as I pulled his lips down to mine. The kiss we shared that time was so different from the tentative, hopeful kiss from before. This one was full of love, happiness, and spoke of our wishes for the future. Each other.
~End~ Well, that's the end of that one. The beginning of my next story "Bah Humbug," my Duke/Tristan, should be up in two days. If you couldn't tell, it's Christmas themed! Yay for themes!!! Thanks to all my reviewers!! You guys are the only reason I'm writing, so bunches of credit to you all! Be sure to review on this one. Too much fluff? Not enough? Lemme know, I may just get bored and make a fluff full story. And remember, as the Beatles said "All you need is fluff"...... or something like that...