Stop Unconsciously Seducing Me!
(first person POV)
Currently lunch time. I decided to abandon Yugi and co for a while to sit under my favorite secluded area (by now you should have realized that I'll always be near one). I really needed time to think and the more I hang around Jounochi while thinking, the more of a headache forms. I walked swiftly to said location—a cherry blossom tree. Ten feet away, I gazed at the beautiful tree in admiration. We never had them in ancient Egypt, of course, and I'm fairly certain that they still don't have it in present day Egypt.
A light breeze passed by, causing the cherry blossoms to dance along in a hypnotizing way, and the sight was memorizing me as I took steps closer towards the tree. The silky pink petals fluttered about as it lightly made its way down onto the bright green grass—which, at the moment, was drowning in the beauty of the tree as well.
Some petals make its way into my hair and onto my clothes. I didn't bother brushing them off; too engrossed in my faint thoughts to even care. By now I was directly under the tree's many branches and right in front of its trunk. Bending down, I carefully sat between two enormous roots, snuggling into the area before I was content.
(/first person POV)
(third person POV)
Petals rained down from the branches, and Yami, nor the tree, minded as they brushed softly against various parts of Yami's body.
From afar, Seto Kaiba was casually walking towards the very tree, in which he was oblivious to the fact that our former Pharaoh was present there. He lifted his head from the book he was so engrossed in before his eyes followed suit. Brown bangs hanged above the well-known blue eyes, settling a pleasant balance with his flawless, pale skin. He blinked, once, before the sight presented to him actually registered into his mind. Blue orbs widened to some extent in surprise, before the owner of said eyes marked his place in his novel and headed towards the tree with mischievous intentions.
Meanwhile, Yami closed his eyes lightly as his face was tilted upwards, oblivious to the soon-to-be-company he'll have. The feeling of the sakura petals' velvet caresses on his skin relaxed him immensely.
By now, Seto was only a foot away from Yami, but he suddenly stopped in his tracks as one thought immediately popped into his head once he settled his gaze at Yami's peaceful state. He frowned slightly and mentally kicked himself. He was not thinking that... he was not thinking that—that Yami was innocently CUTE. He did not. He did not. He did not—oh, shit! Was he already in denial?
A little voice told him that yes, he was. While another said that it meant nothing. Then the first voice said that maybe the second voice was in denial as well. So the other one, of course, denied it. Finally then, Seto started having a headache and straight out told them that they should just both 'Shut the hell up' as he so kindly placed it.
Shaking his head lightly to recompose himself, he looked at Yami again before he bent down next to his sitting rival.
(/third person POV)
(first person POV)
As I was enjoying the warm, spring day and the soft breezes that came occasionally, I suddenly felt something tickle the skin of my neck and ear. The ticklish sensations sent shivers down my spine until I realized that it was someone's breathing. It gave me a feeling that I never felt before, but, that sensation didn't last long as the cause of them whispered in a deep, husky voice, "So... what's the Pharaoh up to this time...?" …I can't believe… that I just said "husky". …ugh!
My eyes snapped opened then and I quickly turned. Immediately, I regretted that move as my heart leaped up into my throat in surprise. There he was, mouth brought up into all its smirking glory while shoved in front of my face—literally.
His face was about a breath away from my own, and if I wanted to, which I don't, by the way, I could just tilt my head up—just a bit—and capture those very kissable lips… Ack! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad Yami! You can't think that!
But… they were just… there! His supple lips parted slightly as he exhaled and inhaled, while cobalt eyes stared back at me through slightly messy brown hair. His pale, unblemished skin radiated and glowed warmly under the sun's light. I suddenly blushed faintly—and once again, I regretted this move, as he smirked even more.
Urg... damn him... Why does he have to place that god damn sexy smirk of his on? …HOLD UP. Sexy? AHH!
I'm seriously considering about therapy sessions.
He slowly moved his lips, and I'm just so tempted to silently curse him for being so goddamn sensual when he doesn't even know it! It's like he was trying to freaking seduce me for heaven's sake! Eh? His mouth was moving? Oh, yeah. That's right. He was talking to me. …Crap. I forgot to do that part in the conversation where the one listens, actually listens.
...Damn. He's smirking more.
(/first person POV)
(first person POV)
I smirked even more as I realized he wasn't even paying attention to me (although it unnerved me that I was ignored—excluding my lips—it was fairly amusing). I saw a light blush on his cheeks and I think I've grown fond over that interesting shade of crimson he turns to.
"Yami..." I whispered smoothly. Albeit I knew he wasn't listening to anything I said, considering his eyes were following every move my mouth made and his ears failed to comprehend anything I was saying.
(/first person POV)
(first person POV)
I tried to gain back my composure, but holy fuck was he molestable when he didn't even know it. I managed to take a deep breath to calm me down, but my damn hormones obviously protested. Although I did manage to stop blushing and had enough anger left in my system to at least glare at him, though warily, when I opened my mouth to talk, I had to close it back up 'cause I couldn't even find my voice. This made him smirk—even though it seems nearly impossible by now—more. This made a certain blush return but I finally found my voice. Though I'm not quite happy with what came out. "K-kaiba..."
Oh! Great! That is just so fuckingtastic. First, I blush. Then, I stutter? What's next? A freaking turn-on?
Just then, all color drained from my face, leaving me a ghostly white, once he had moved his body closer to my own. The feel of his firm chest against mine was enough to make my pants suddenly decrease slightly in size. I groaned inwardly. Great. This is just so great! I think I'm going to keep my mouth shut from now on.
Ooh... tsk tsk tsk... Bad Yami, bad...
Harika Huynh
