It was the next day. The redhead was joking and bouncing as she usually did, eyes glittering with laughter instead of tears. She ran around downtown, scaring random pedestrians and mentally scarring some little children for life.
The brunette, however, was hard at work in his office, but the spring atmosphere was obviously getting to him, too, because he was glancing out the window every so often. The glances became more frequent as the day dragged on, until it finally became unbearable. "Enough!" He said as he turned his computer off. 'If I stay in here any more, I'll go as insane as that Motou girl!' He thought in frustration, storming out of his building.
He was so busy thinking about what he had done today, and how glad he was to get out of that office, that he didn't watch where he was going, and walked right into a girl.
"Oh- I'm sorry, miss..." He trailed off as the girl shook her head and brushed her bright red hair out of her face and behind her ears.
"You again!" She gaped up at the CEO, sitting on the ground.
"And hello to you, too, Cameron." He said coolly, offering a hand to help her up.
She frowned slightly, but took his hand and allowed herself to be pulled up. "I told you, DON'T call me by my last name!"
"Okay... Pandora."
She took in a deep breath and opened her mouth to curse the tall, rich seventeen year-old, but he shook his head and smirked slightly. "Kidding, Box Persona, don't blow a gasket." [[A/N: CONGRATS, KUPO-CHAN!]]
Boxey scowled at him and crossed her arms over her loose gray shirt. "Since when do you kid?"
"Since when do you stand on bridges at eleven o'clock at night and cry?"
"Why did you come over to me, anyways?"
"Believe me, if I had known it was the arrogant authoress that is you, I wouldn't have."
"You should talk about being arrogant!"
The two stood on the sidewalk and glared daggers at each other, the red head barely having to look up to meet his narrowed eyes.
The arrogant boy started slightly at the coldness of her glare.
She tossed her hair slightly and raised her eyebrows.
"What's the matter, Seto?" She asked tauntingly.
"Nothing," He growled and met her eyes. His steel blue eyes widened in shock just seconds later.
Her eyes were almost silver, and they burned into his own unmercifully.
He felt a small shiver run up the base of his spine to his neck at the deepness of them... It was as if he could see into her soul... Or she could see into his.
He broke the gaze.
"Your eyes..."
"What about them?"
"They're... Unnatural..."
Box Persona snorted. "They're natural, alright. But supposedly, the more secrets you have, the more stuff going on in your mind, heart, and soul, the deeper they get, hmmm?" She fairly hissed, causing Seto to start backwards. "Be careful, Kaiba... I can't guarantee I've had my rabies shot." She flashed her unnaturally sharp, almost cat-like teeth at him.
He raised his eyebrows. "Was that a threat?"
"Bet your rich ass it was." She stalked off, leaving him staring after her disbelievingly.
~*[At the Kaiba mansion]*~
Seto sat in an uncomfortable desk chair, his fingers on the keyboard. The screensaver flashed on, and he didn't even stop his blank staring.
'First, she calls me arrogant. Then, she glares at me with those eyes of hers. Those eyes! They sent chills up my spine... Like an electric shock... Come to think of it, her hand felt like it was electrically charged, too- a spark against my own fingers...' He thought uncomfortably. 'I don't like the feeling... At all.'
~*~*~
Kesso: OMG! OMG! OMG! SETO IS SO GETTING FEELINGS FOR BOXEY AND HE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW IT! OOHHHH! I AM SSOOOO-
StT: -.- *duct tapes her mouth*
Kesso: ^=^;
StT: Anyways... Kupo, there's a truck... Okay, THREE trucks... here with literally your name on them. *points to the three HHHUUGGGEEE trucks, that have, in big bold lettering "KUPO"* See?
Kesso: = *rips off the duct tape* OOOWWW O_O; ...
Riiiight, anyways, those ARE YOUR PRIZES
Truck 1: *dumps chocolate, candy, sugar, pop, etc on Kupo*
Kesso: n_n! WANT!
Truck 2: *dumps plushies, comfy blankies, pillows etc on Kupo*
Kesso: ooo SQUEE!
Kimmy: *takes a pictures*
Kesso: -.-;
Truck 3: *dumps the –ette's on Kupo*
Kesso: ?.? Wrong truck!
StT: Kesso doesn't own the –ette's.
Kesso: SURE, RUB IT IN, WHY DON'T YOU?
StT: -.-;
Kesso: *pouts* Anyways, here's the real truck-
Truck 4: *dumps money and CD's and computer stuff on Kupo*
Kesso: O_O! I LOVE MY SPONSORS!
StT: You have sponsors?
Kesso: oh shut up.
StT: -.- You forgot the disclaimer twice.
Kesso: OMG! THAT COULD HAVE BEEN DISATOROUS! I dun own Yu-Gi-Oh! Or Boxey!
StT: *rolls eyes*
Kesso: Anyways! Review! Yay!