Rain
By: Bakura's Little Disciple of Evil
Disclaimer: Yeah, you guessed it. They still don't belong to me.
Chapter 2* Paperweight
Seto smiled as his mind came back to the present. Jou had gotten
that horribly confused look on his face that Seto had come to love.
He was messing with Jou; messing with his mind and emotions
just to see if he felt the same way. So far, however, he had had no
progress, but he reasoned with himself. It was still too early in his
genius plan to tell too much, if anything at all. He leaned back in
his black leather chair, swerving to and fro with a content smile on
his face. He was restless. He started playing with a little Blue Eyes
paperweight he had sitting by his laptop, which was now flashing a
"KC" screensaver. He knew he had work to do, and plenty of it,
but as he made his paper weight dance across some folders, he
began to realize that if he went on like this, he wouldn't be able to
get anything done, and he knew how slow Jou could be to catch on
to certain things as well.
He set his elbow on the desk, his face against his open palm, while
still twirling the miniature dragon, a bored expression now playing
on his features. He would just have to more direct is all. a few
kind words and the sudden lack of insults just might not be
enough.
Seto suddenly had a brilliant idea, one that was sure to let his
puppy know exactly how he felt without out being. overly
direct.
Seto started laughing good-heartedly and spun himself around in
his chair a few times, his little paperweight tipping on its side on
his lap as he did so. This was going to be fun.
~*~
Yay! The long chapters start next! Coming out of hiding now! ^___^
By: Bakura's Little Disciple of Evil
Disclaimer: Yeah, you guessed it. They still don't belong to me.
Chapter 2* Paperweight
Seto smiled as his mind came back to the present. Jou had gotten
that horribly confused look on his face that Seto had come to love.
He was messing with Jou; messing with his mind and emotions
just to see if he felt the same way. So far, however, he had had no
progress, but he reasoned with himself. It was still too early in his
genius plan to tell too much, if anything at all. He leaned back in
his black leather chair, swerving to and fro with a content smile on
his face. He was restless. He started playing with a little Blue Eyes
paperweight he had sitting by his laptop, which was now flashing a
"KC" screensaver. He knew he had work to do, and plenty of it,
but as he made his paper weight dance across some folders, he
began to realize that if he went on like this, he wouldn't be able to
get anything done, and he knew how slow Jou could be to catch on
to certain things as well.
He set his elbow on the desk, his face against his open palm, while
still twirling the miniature dragon, a bored expression now playing
on his features. He would just have to more direct is all. a few
kind words and the sudden lack of insults just might not be
enough.
Seto suddenly had a brilliant idea, one that was sure to let his
puppy know exactly how he felt without out being. overly
direct.
Seto started laughing good-heartedly and spun himself around in
his chair a few times, his little paperweight tipping on its side on
his lap as he did so. This was going to be fun.
~*~
Yay! The long chapters start next! Coming out of hiding now! ^___^