Back with chapter two, hope you're all enjoying my latest fic. I'm enjoying
writing it. Anywho, on with the fic!
"What I have saved on my desktop is none of your business, now will you get rid of that age barrier or not?" Seto whispers in my ear. My heart beat picks up as his soft breath caresses my ear, why do I feel like this, I hate him! I nod; I learnt long ago that when people are this close to you, you do as they say. I finished removing the barrier from my desktop a few minuets ago, so I move and let him log on. He dose so, then goes back to his seat.
Half an hour later the bell signaling the end of the lesson rings. I jump up and leave before the teacher has time to hold me back. Se..., no, Kaiba, follows me out, I always wondered how he was still in this school when he behaved the way he did towards the teachers. As I had begun to behave the way he did, I guessed I was about to find out. As I walk day-dreamily down the corridors I forget Set..., why do I keep calling him that??? Kaiba, Kaiba KAIBA! Get it in your head brain! Anyway, him. Was walking just behind me. I feel his grip encircle my arm as he pulls me into the boys' toilets and shoves me into a cubical, befor following me in. he presses me up against the wall and glares at me.
"What were you doing back there mutt?" he questions, I slowly back up, my only escape route behind him. I'm trapped, and I don't like admitting it.
"What did it look like?" I snarl back, when you back me into a corner, I don't just lie down and play dead, I fight, unless it's my dear farther.
"It looked as though you were trying to get yourself expelled"
"Maybe I was" I reply to his statement, why dose he suddenly care if I get expelled?
"As much as I hate you, my school life would be very boring if you got expelled, so I'd rather that didn't happen." I'm backed right up against the wall now, and, much against my will, I begin to shake slightly. "Ha!" he yells in triumph, making me jump "the puppy dog is scared of his master!" I go red in the face.
"I'm no dog Kaiba, and why do you like to pick on me more than the next unlucky git that loses to you in a duel?" I reply, my voice low so no-one else that has entered the toilets can hear us
"Because, I like the reaction I get from you, any other git would run away crying, but you, you stand and fight" that was a unexpected answer, I thought he liked making people cry.
"What would you say if you knew it was all a mask?" I don't know why I said that, but he pauses, and backs up a little, giving me room to stand up.
"I'd say it was a very good one, one that had been in place a long time." His voice is soft, quiet and calm now. He turns and leaves, I'm baffled, I don't know what to think.
###########################Later at the Internet café ################################## I log on to the site I was on the day before, and check the reviews I got to the first chapter of my story. Whoa, I got more than I'd expected. I check them; still not believing I got so many. Ok, two saying my grammar's off, screw them, three saying my spellings need checking, stuff those. One saying I'm a pervert, well I already knew that. And four signed ones saying I did a good job. I begin to write more on my story, including a reply to my reviewers.
#####################Three hours later ################################# I'm about to log of, when I notice a section where I can write my bio. Hey, what can it hurt, I've got all night, and a years membership, so I can spend as long as I like for free. (I got that yesterday) so I'm all set. I begin to write my bio, including a lot of stuff I know pedophiles would be interested in and my school. What can it hurt, I may make a new friend. About an hour and a half later, I check my reviews again, yay, I've got another one. I open and read it:
Hey blond_pup306, (yes, that is my pen name, being with Kaiba constantly calling me that has kinda made it stick) you have some talent! Write more soon; I love your stories! My perversion took another step today! Once again, write more soon, and I was wondering, could you write incest? I love reading that! I_Love_You (yes that was there pen name!)
"O.k., that was weird" I mutter, re-reading the message several more times to make shure my eyes were not deceiving me. I went back to the screen that displayed my reviews, and checked for an e-mail address. None, it was completely anonymous. 'Oh well' I think, going to the story part of the site and beginning to read.
############################# Some time later ################################### When I left the café it was getting dark, I had no idea what the time was as my watch had been left on my bedside table this morning, and I was not about to go back and get it. I wander aimlessly around domino for a while longer, the need for sleep getting stronger with every passing second. But where to go? Yugis', no, he'd want to know why. Tristens', no, I'd never get any sleep there. Teas', I am not sleeping at her house, little miss friendship gets on my nerves. Dukes', no! He's gay, and I can tell he's been watching me for a while ~shudder~. Or the street, the conclusion forms in my mind as I begin to look for cover, finally deciding on a alleyway, sheltered by the end of the back of the supermarket. I slide down against the wall behind some dustbins and hug my knees to my chest and leaning my head on to them as I slowly fall asleep.
########################### The next day ####################################### I awake early next morning; my guess at the time is about 5.30. I slowly get to my feet, and straighten out my crumpled uniform. I guess that breakfast is of the menu, well come to think of it, unless someone gives me some money, so is any sort of food, or drink for that matter. I trudge out of the ally, my stomach rumbling.
"And you can shut up" I mutter under my breath "you won't be getting anything to eat for a while" then I realize. I have no way of making money to fend for myself. I'll slowly starve if I don't do something. I notice someone putting out a paper-recycling bag; there may be a newspaper in there. As soon as I'm shure the man has gone inside, I walk over to the bag and undo it. Just as I expected, yesterday's newspaper was right at the top of the pile. I pick it up and, straightening it out begin to read, sliding down onto a bench in the park. As I scan the job page, the one and only job I can do caches my eye. Well, actually there are two, one is for a technician, pay, $250 a month. The other, a paperboy, pay, $1.50 a round, that's one in the morning and one in the evening. $3.00 a day, but only at weekends. So $6.00 a week. Enough to stop me starving. I head for the paper shop. By now you must think I'm insane. But the other job was at Kaiba Corp. no way I'm working there, even if it was a choice between that or death, I would take death. I push open the door to the shop and hear the tinkling of a bell. A man comes out form the back as I begin the nessaserys of applying for the job.
############################# At 9.30 (about) ####################################### I slowly trudge through the school gates and into the assembly hall, getting a lot of funny looks, well aware I smell like a garbage can. I'm not looking forward to my encounter with Seto, No, done it again, KAIBA KAIBA KAIBA, I didn't realize I was muttering again until...
"I'm shure Kaiba would be flattered to know you have a crush on him, though Duke is a bit more in your league, and I'm shure he would be more than happy to fuck you senseless!" I sigh, trust Tristen to be the one that yells that to the hall.
"I'm not gay for starters Tristen, and if I was, I certainly would not have a crush on Kaiba, the stuck up freak!"
"Care to say that again to my face, mutt?" this is not my day. Mr. Stuck up freak was stood behind me the whole time.
"Oh, shut the hell up Kaiba and piss off, go drown yourself for all I care!"
"Mr. Wheeler, principles office, I will not have that language used in school!" wonderful, just peachy, my head of year was stood behind me. Great!
"How about no" a say, turning to the teacher
"How about I expel you?" she says, and with the expelling again
"Whatever, I'm going home" I'm really not in the mood for this right now. I walk back out the gates and to the Internet café, my latest area of relaxation, and sit down to once again check my reviews. I got, lets see, three new ones, the first, another complaining about my spelling and grammar. The second will they ever get tired of calling me a pervert? The third:
Well, that chapter was just as good as the other, cool! I had to take a VERY cold shower after finishing this chapter! Anyway I think it's time I told you a little about myself. I don't belong to this site, and I go to your school. If you haven't already guessed, I'm gay, not that that's any of your business, am single, once again, none of your business and, if you fit your description, I've seen you around and really want to see if your as good as the characters in your stories are in bed! I will e-mail you again when you least expect it I_Love_You
Now I'm freaked. I'm a virgin! And if this guys serious, I need to watch myself. He said he went to my school, maybe I can embarrass him into telling me who he is. If I start by dropping hints in the form room tomorrow...
"What I have saved on my desktop is none of your business, now will you get rid of that age barrier or not?" Seto whispers in my ear. My heart beat picks up as his soft breath caresses my ear, why do I feel like this, I hate him! I nod; I learnt long ago that when people are this close to you, you do as they say. I finished removing the barrier from my desktop a few minuets ago, so I move and let him log on. He dose so, then goes back to his seat.
Half an hour later the bell signaling the end of the lesson rings. I jump up and leave before the teacher has time to hold me back. Se..., no, Kaiba, follows me out, I always wondered how he was still in this school when he behaved the way he did towards the teachers. As I had begun to behave the way he did, I guessed I was about to find out. As I walk day-dreamily down the corridors I forget Set..., why do I keep calling him that??? Kaiba, Kaiba KAIBA! Get it in your head brain! Anyway, him. Was walking just behind me. I feel his grip encircle my arm as he pulls me into the boys' toilets and shoves me into a cubical, befor following me in. he presses me up against the wall and glares at me.
"What were you doing back there mutt?" he questions, I slowly back up, my only escape route behind him. I'm trapped, and I don't like admitting it.
"What did it look like?" I snarl back, when you back me into a corner, I don't just lie down and play dead, I fight, unless it's my dear farther.
"It looked as though you were trying to get yourself expelled"
"Maybe I was" I reply to his statement, why dose he suddenly care if I get expelled?
"As much as I hate you, my school life would be very boring if you got expelled, so I'd rather that didn't happen." I'm backed right up against the wall now, and, much against my will, I begin to shake slightly. "Ha!" he yells in triumph, making me jump "the puppy dog is scared of his master!" I go red in the face.
"I'm no dog Kaiba, and why do you like to pick on me more than the next unlucky git that loses to you in a duel?" I reply, my voice low so no-one else that has entered the toilets can hear us
"Because, I like the reaction I get from you, any other git would run away crying, but you, you stand and fight" that was a unexpected answer, I thought he liked making people cry.
"What would you say if you knew it was all a mask?" I don't know why I said that, but he pauses, and backs up a little, giving me room to stand up.
"I'd say it was a very good one, one that had been in place a long time." His voice is soft, quiet and calm now. He turns and leaves, I'm baffled, I don't know what to think.
###########################Later at the Internet café ################################## I log on to the site I was on the day before, and check the reviews I got to the first chapter of my story. Whoa, I got more than I'd expected. I check them; still not believing I got so many. Ok, two saying my grammar's off, screw them, three saying my spellings need checking, stuff those. One saying I'm a pervert, well I already knew that. And four signed ones saying I did a good job. I begin to write more on my story, including a reply to my reviewers.
#####################Three hours later ################################# I'm about to log of, when I notice a section where I can write my bio. Hey, what can it hurt, I've got all night, and a years membership, so I can spend as long as I like for free. (I got that yesterday) so I'm all set. I begin to write my bio, including a lot of stuff I know pedophiles would be interested in and my school. What can it hurt, I may make a new friend. About an hour and a half later, I check my reviews again, yay, I've got another one. I open and read it:
Hey blond_pup306, (yes, that is my pen name, being with Kaiba constantly calling me that has kinda made it stick) you have some talent! Write more soon; I love your stories! My perversion took another step today! Once again, write more soon, and I was wondering, could you write incest? I love reading that! I_Love_You (yes that was there pen name!)
"O.k., that was weird" I mutter, re-reading the message several more times to make shure my eyes were not deceiving me. I went back to the screen that displayed my reviews, and checked for an e-mail address. None, it was completely anonymous. 'Oh well' I think, going to the story part of the site and beginning to read.
############################# Some time later ################################### When I left the café it was getting dark, I had no idea what the time was as my watch had been left on my bedside table this morning, and I was not about to go back and get it. I wander aimlessly around domino for a while longer, the need for sleep getting stronger with every passing second. But where to go? Yugis', no, he'd want to know why. Tristens', no, I'd never get any sleep there. Teas', I am not sleeping at her house, little miss friendship gets on my nerves. Dukes', no! He's gay, and I can tell he's been watching me for a while ~shudder~. Or the street, the conclusion forms in my mind as I begin to look for cover, finally deciding on a alleyway, sheltered by the end of the back of the supermarket. I slide down against the wall behind some dustbins and hug my knees to my chest and leaning my head on to them as I slowly fall asleep.
########################### The next day ####################################### I awake early next morning; my guess at the time is about 5.30. I slowly get to my feet, and straighten out my crumpled uniform. I guess that breakfast is of the menu, well come to think of it, unless someone gives me some money, so is any sort of food, or drink for that matter. I trudge out of the ally, my stomach rumbling.
"And you can shut up" I mutter under my breath "you won't be getting anything to eat for a while" then I realize. I have no way of making money to fend for myself. I'll slowly starve if I don't do something. I notice someone putting out a paper-recycling bag; there may be a newspaper in there. As soon as I'm shure the man has gone inside, I walk over to the bag and undo it. Just as I expected, yesterday's newspaper was right at the top of the pile. I pick it up and, straightening it out begin to read, sliding down onto a bench in the park. As I scan the job page, the one and only job I can do caches my eye. Well, actually there are two, one is for a technician, pay, $250 a month. The other, a paperboy, pay, $1.50 a round, that's one in the morning and one in the evening. $3.00 a day, but only at weekends. So $6.00 a week. Enough to stop me starving. I head for the paper shop. By now you must think I'm insane. But the other job was at Kaiba Corp. no way I'm working there, even if it was a choice between that or death, I would take death. I push open the door to the shop and hear the tinkling of a bell. A man comes out form the back as I begin the nessaserys of applying for the job.
############################# At 9.30 (about) ####################################### I slowly trudge through the school gates and into the assembly hall, getting a lot of funny looks, well aware I smell like a garbage can. I'm not looking forward to my encounter with Seto, No, done it again, KAIBA KAIBA KAIBA, I didn't realize I was muttering again until...
"I'm shure Kaiba would be flattered to know you have a crush on him, though Duke is a bit more in your league, and I'm shure he would be more than happy to fuck you senseless!" I sigh, trust Tristen to be the one that yells that to the hall.
"I'm not gay for starters Tristen, and if I was, I certainly would not have a crush on Kaiba, the stuck up freak!"
"Care to say that again to my face, mutt?" this is not my day. Mr. Stuck up freak was stood behind me the whole time.
"Oh, shut the hell up Kaiba and piss off, go drown yourself for all I care!"
"Mr. Wheeler, principles office, I will not have that language used in school!" wonderful, just peachy, my head of year was stood behind me. Great!
"How about no" a say, turning to the teacher
"How about I expel you?" she says, and with the expelling again
"Whatever, I'm going home" I'm really not in the mood for this right now. I walk back out the gates and to the Internet café, my latest area of relaxation, and sit down to once again check my reviews. I got, lets see, three new ones, the first, another complaining about my spelling and grammar. The second will they ever get tired of calling me a pervert? The third:
Well, that chapter was just as good as the other, cool! I had to take a VERY cold shower after finishing this chapter! Anyway I think it's time I told you a little about myself. I don't belong to this site, and I go to your school. If you haven't already guessed, I'm gay, not that that's any of your business, am single, once again, none of your business and, if you fit your description, I've seen you around and really want to see if your as good as the characters in your stories are in bed! I will e-mail you again when you least expect it I_Love_You
Now I'm freaked. I'm a virgin! And if this guys serious, I need to watch myself. He said he went to my school, maybe I can embarrass him into telling me who he is. If I start by dropping hints in the form room tomorrow...