Chapter three and having fun!
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Macduff's Mistress
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Botan Mai Kai
Disclaimer: must I do this? Oh well, I do not own yugioh. Everyone happy now? Good, on with the fic.
########################Next morning ####################################### I walked into the classroom next morning, I knew I stank as though I had been sleeping in the gutter, which I had, and I knew I was covered in dirt, I was also wet, it having rained last night. But I didn't care. All that was on my mind was that review.
"Well, the mutt's become a stray." I was expecting this. And I ignored him. I walked over to my group of friends, then a thought hit me, some friends they were if they left me to sleep in the gutter, but then, what help would they be if they offered to let me stay at there house? I'd already passed all their houses of as unsuitable, and anyway, my dear farther knew where they all lived. I sat down.
"Hey, Trist, look I found this well good site a few days ago..." and so I begin the story. When I've finished I look around; I'd been talking loud enough for the whole room to here, now who wasn't listening, or was blushing or looked nervous? Oh that was great, I think as I look around, almost half the room was ignoring me, and of the other half, no one looked nervous or was blushing. Ok, I start to plot other ways to embarrass them. This is actually quite fun. I hear a soft chuckle from behind me
"They probably sent the reviews to the wrong person, or there're winding you up, which is so fun and easy to do!"
"And why, prey tell, would that be so?" I say, turning around to glare into icy blue eyes.
"Because no one in there right minds would want to be in bed with you. They clearly haven't seen you around or they need glasses!" I growl.
"Shut your mouth Seto!" I yell. The room goes quiet as I realize my mistake.
"What did you call me, pup?" his voice is icy and low, his eyes boring into me "I don't remember giving my pet the authority to call me by my first name" MY PET! My heart dose a happy flutter, he just called me his! I melt slightly, flopping back on the desk; he's so close. I love this feeling. Hang on a sec! Rewind! My heart flutters and I melt! Do I have a crush on him or something!
"I advise you excuse yourself to go to the P.E. department to take a cold shower" I shake myself, a questioning look on my face. Then what he's getting at hits me slap in the face. He's grinning slightly as my face goes a shade of red a tomato would be proud of. I grab my coat, and, tying it at an odd angle I excuse myself and run all the way to the showers down three flights of stairs in the basement. Thank god, the doors are open. I turn on the fourcet (sp.?) and lock the cubical door. I step under the water and gasp as I begin to get rid of my 'problem'. ############################ Later ########################### I run back up the stairs, and reach the classroom about two minuets after the bell; still buttoning up my shirt as I push open the door to be met with funny looks and whispers as I go to my seat.
"I am SO glad I wasn't you then bud!" Tristen mutters as I sit down. "The look on your face...!"
"Tristen" I moan "how the hell am I going to live this down!"
"Oh they'll get board of it" his advice never was the best. A paper plane lands on my desk. I pick it up, unfolding it I read:
Excuse yourself second period and meet me in the toilets on the second floor, they're out of order, but the doors unlocked. So I finally have an excuse to avoid history. I've been dreading that lesson since the teacher caught me writing in my diary during her lesson. The bell rings to signal the end of the first lesson of the day. I just hope she lets me out. As I walk into the room her narrowed eyes follow me to my seat. Bitch! I think as I sit down.
10 mins to the bell, I'd better get out of this lesson quick or whoever sent that plane will have gone. Seto went to take a business call about 5 minutes ago. Why I notice these things I don't know.
"Miss, can I be excused to go to the toilet please?"
"Joseph, you should be old enough to control your bladder by now." Cringe! This teacher really has it in for me!
"I am miss, but I spent the time since I woke up on my Geography essay." Let's just hope this washes and she lets me out.
"And why didn't you do your essay before?" Does she have to question everything!? I spent my spare time doing work! Isn't that enough!?!?
"Miss, I... err, went to spend the weekend with my Aunt and ... left my work on my bed."
"Right, well, as it's infringement on human rights not to let you go, I will, but be quick, don't take your bag and coat then you will have a reason to come back." God, will she ever give up making my life miserable?!
"Ok." I'm going to have 7 minutes to walk to the other building, up to the second floor and meet this person before I come back here to collect my things, well, at least it's break next. I get up from my seat and walk across the room; several people are sniggering behind their hands. As soon as I'm out of the classroom, I run. I get down the stairs and out of the door. I'm almost at the entrance to the other building. I've run the whole way and am beginning to run out of breath when...
"Mr. Wheeler! Why are you out of your lesson?" Great, just great! The deputy head has just seen me, wonderful! I stop and bend over, hands on my knees, as I catch my breath.
"I was sent on an errand, Sir." please don't ask my teacher, please don't ask my teacher!
"Ok then Mr. Wheeler, I'll let you go, but just this once. Alright?"
"Thank you sir" I say, still panting. He's always liked me, why, I don't know, but he has; and I'm never one to not take advantage of a situation. I reach the toilets with four minutes to the bell. That should be enough. I push open the door and look around. No one. As I walk round to the stalls I hear a VERY unwelcome voice.
"I don't care... no,... no! I am not paying that!... what do I pay you for!?... That's right, now do your job or I will find someone else to do it." There's a small click, and the owner of the voice walks round the corner. "Took you long enough, hasn't the puppy learnt how to lie his way out of his lessons yet?" he smirks.
"Shut up" I say simply, as I walk round to the sinks and push myself up on to the counter. Seto, no KIABA, follows. I'm beginning to wonder why he told me to come. Then I find out.
"Why did you call me by my first name?" Is that all he wants, God, is it really such a big deal?!?!
"Slip of the tongue." Doh! I should have said I was trying to annoy him.
"Oh," He looks really shifty now, what the hell is going on here. "When you say ' slip of the tongue' do you mean you, err, call me that when you, err, think, about me?" eeek! What the hell do I say to that?! Yes, I do, but I'm not going to tell him that! He might think I fancy him! No way can he think that! At that point the bell rings. I guess the saying 'Saved by the bell' really applies here.
"I left my stuff in History and I really need to get it." What the hell! Is he blushing!? He looks down, Se. Kiaba, looks so sweet like that. He looks, human. I like him like that. I mentally shake myself. WHAT!?!? Did I just say I like KIABA!?!? Hell, did I just say he looked sweet!?!? God, what is going on in my head!? I really don't feel like spending the rest of the day here, I think I'll go back to the café. There's nothing better to do. I walk down the streets, kicking a stone. The café's closed and now I'm bored. Bored Bored Bored Bored Bored!
"Hey, kid, shouldn't you be in school?" shit! Police, oh crap! I'm dead now! I turn, expecting to see classic police, about to give me shit about skiving school, but instead, there's a man in his late 40's.
"Are you a police officer?" stupid question. As he walks closer, I can smell the alcohol on his breath and the cigarette smoke on his leather jacket and baggy jeans.
"No." I relax, slightly; at least I'm not in trouble with the law.
"Then what do you care if I'm out of school?" he's really close now, I can smell his putrid breath.
"I care, because I've never seen such a pretty boy out at this time, and a blond at that" SHIT!!! Ok; don't want your finger down my cheek, and that's invading my personal space.
"Get the hell away form him!" nice timing, whoever you are. My vision goes black as I faint.
Well, please tell me what you think. I've not got any reviews for going on three weeks now, and it's really putting me off writing. This is one of my favorite stories to. So please review, you know that little purple button in the bottom left? It won't take long. ~ Gives all readers puppy-dog eyes ~ please.
Thank you to everyone who reviewed, much appreciated. So thanks to:
Somnia Lustre
Macduff's Mistress
Babsey the Great
Botan Mai Kai
Disclaimer: must I do this? Oh well, I do not own yugioh. Everyone happy now? Good, on with the fic.
########################Next morning ####################################### I walked into the classroom next morning, I knew I stank as though I had been sleeping in the gutter, which I had, and I knew I was covered in dirt, I was also wet, it having rained last night. But I didn't care. All that was on my mind was that review.
"Well, the mutt's become a stray." I was expecting this. And I ignored him. I walked over to my group of friends, then a thought hit me, some friends they were if they left me to sleep in the gutter, but then, what help would they be if they offered to let me stay at there house? I'd already passed all their houses of as unsuitable, and anyway, my dear farther knew where they all lived. I sat down.
"Hey, Trist, look I found this well good site a few days ago..." and so I begin the story. When I've finished I look around; I'd been talking loud enough for the whole room to here, now who wasn't listening, or was blushing or looked nervous? Oh that was great, I think as I look around, almost half the room was ignoring me, and of the other half, no one looked nervous or was blushing. Ok, I start to plot other ways to embarrass them. This is actually quite fun. I hear a soft chuckle from behind me
"They probably sent the reviews to the wrong person, or there're winding you up, which is so fun and easy to do!"
"And why, prey tell, would that be so?" I say, turning around to glare into icy blue eyes.
"Because no one in there right minds would want to be in bed with you. They clearly haven't seen you around or they need glasses!" I growl.
"Shut your mouth Seto!" I yell. The room goes quiet as I realize my mistake.
"What did you call me, pup?" his voice is icy and low, his eyes boring into me "I don't remember giving my pet the authority to call me by my first name" MY PET! My heart dose a happy flutter, he just called me his! I melt slightly, flopping back on the desk; he's so close. I love this feeling. Hang on a sec! Rewind! My heart flutters and I melt! Do I have a crush on him or something!
"I advise you excuse yourself to go to the P.E. department to take a cold shower" I shake myself, a questioning look on my face. Then what he's getting at hits me slap in the face. He's grinning slightly as my face goes a shade of red a tomato would be proud of. I grab my coat, and, tying it at an odd angle I excuse myself and run all the way to the showers down three flights of stairs in the basement. Thank god, the doors are open. I turn on the fourcet (sp.?) and lock the cubical door. I step under the water and gasp as I begin to get rid of my 'problem'. ############################ Later ########################### I run back up the stairs, and reach the classroom about two minuets after the bell; still buttoning up my shirt as I push open the door to be met with funny looks and whispers as I go to my seat.
"I am SO glad I wasn't you then bud!" Tristen mutters as I sit down. "The look on your face...!"
"Tristen" I moan "how the hell am I going to live this down!"
"Oh they'll get board of it" his advice never was the best. A paper plane lands on my desk. I pick it up, unfolding it I read:
Excuse yourself second period and meet me in the toilets on the second floor, they're out of order, but the doors unlocked. So I finally have an excuse to avoid history. I've been dreading that lesson since the teacher caught me writing in my diary during her lesson. The bell rings to signal the end of the first lesson of the day. I just hope she lets me out. As I walk into the room her narrowed eyes follow me to my seat. Bitch! I think as I sit down.
10 mins to the bell, I'd better get out of this lesson quick or whoever sent that plane will have gone. Seto went to take a business call about 5 minutes ago. Why I notice these things I don't know.
"Miss, can I be excused to go to the toilet please?"
"Joseph, you should be old enough to control your bladder by now." Cringe! This teacher really has it in for me!
"I am miss, but I spent the time since I woke up on my Geography essay." Let's just hope this washes and she lets me out.
"And why didn't you do your essay before?" Does she have to question everything!? I spent my spare time doing work! Isn't that enough!?!?
"Miss, I... err, went to spend the weekend with my Aunt and ... left my work on my bed."
"Right, well, as it's infringement on human rights not to let you go, I will, but be quick, don't take your bag and coat then you will have a reason to come back." God, will she ever give up making my life miserable?!
"Ok." I'm going to have 7 minutes to walk to the other building, up to the second floor and meet this person before I come back here to collect my things, well, at least it's break next. I get up from my seat and walk across the room; several people are sniggering behind their hands. As soon as I'm out of the classroom, I run. I get down the stairs and out of the door. I'm almost at the entrance to the other building. I've run the whole way and am beginning to run out of breath when...
"Mr. Wheeler! Why are you out of your lesson?" Great, just great! The deputy head has just seen me, wonderful! I stop and bend over, hands on my knees, as I catch my breath.
"I was sent on an errand, Sir." please don't ask my teacher, please don't ask my teacher!
"Ok then Mr. Wheeler, I'll let you go, but just this once. Alright?"
"Thank you sir" I say, still panting. He's always liked me, why, I don't know, but he has; and I'm never one to not take advantage of a situation. I reach the toilets with four minutes to the bell. That should be enough. I push open the door and look around. No one. As I walk round to the stalls I hear a VERY unwelcome voice.
"I don't care... no,... no! I am not paying that!... what do I pay you for!?... That's right, now do your job or I will find someone else to do it." There's a small click, and the owner of the voice walks round the corner. "Took you long enough, hasn't the puppy learnt how to lie his way out of his lessons yet?" he smirks.
"Shut up" I say simply, as I walk round to the sinks and push myself up on to the counter. Seto, no KIABA, follows. I'm beginning to wonder why he told me to come. Then I find out.
"Why did you call me by my first name?" Is that all he wants, God, is it really such a big deal?!?!
"Slip of the tongue." Doh! I should have said I was trying to annoy him.
"Oh," He looks really shifty now, what the hell is going on here. "When you say ' slip of the tongue' do you mean you, err, call me that when you, err, think, about me?" eeek! What the hell do I say to that?! Yes, I do, but I'm not going to tell him that! He might think I fancy him! No way can he think that! At that point the bell rings. I guess the saying 'Saved by the bell' really applies here.
"I left my stuff in History and I really need to get it." What the hell! Is he blushing!? He looks down, Se. Kiaba, looks so sweet like that. He looks, human. I like him like that. I mentally shake myself. WHAT!?!? Did I just say I like KIABA!?!? Hell, did I just say he looked sweet!?!? God, what is going on in my head!? I really don't feel like spending the rest of the day here, I think I'll go back to the café. There's nothing better to do. I walk down the streets, kicking a stone. The café's closed and now I'm bored. Bored Bored Bored Bored Bored!
"Hey, kid, shouldn't you be in school?" shit! Police, oh crap! I'm dead now! I turn, expecting to see classic police, about to give me shit about skiving school, but instead, there's a man in his late 40's.
"Are you a police officer?" stupid question. As he walks closer, I can smell the alcohol on his breath and the cigarette smoke on his leather jacket and baggy jeans.
"No." I relax, slightly; at least I'm not in trouble with the law.
"Then what do you care if I'm out of school?" he's really close now, I can smell his putrid breath.
"I care, because I've never seen such a pretty boy out at this time, and a blond at that" SHIT!!! Ok; don't want your finger down my cheek, and that's invading my personal space.
"Get the hell away form him!" nice timing, whoever you are. My vision goes black as I faint.
Well, please tell me what you think. I've not got any reviews for going on three weeks now, and it's really putting me off writing. This is one of my favorite stories to. So please review, you know that little purple button in the bottom left? It won't take long. ~ Gives all readers puppy-dog eyes ~ please.