Seashells
Chapter 2
Arithmetic
By chunky-hunky-funky-munky-lady
A/N Hey all. Thanks to all the reviewers. I got my three reviews. Wahoo! Oh, and I forgot a disclaimer last time, so, I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. I shudder at what would happen if I did.
Thanks to:
Mimi: I'm glad you love it. Thanks for reviewing.
Ahsrak: It's not Arielle the little mermaid, same as Metamorphosis isn't Arielle the little town girl. Thanks for reviewing and for putting me on your favs.
Komodo Dragon: Thanks for reviewing. Please update your vampire story soon, I'm really enjoying it. And thanks so much for putting me on your favourites.
Here we go.
Kaiba p.o.v
I wake to rain on the windows and almost total silence. Then I hear the faint sound of a piano from downstairs. Mokuba again, I think resignedly, I told him not to touch the piano. I rise and walk downstairs. Halfway down I realise it can't possibly be Mokuba. For one, this person can actually play the piano. Then I remember. Keisha.
I slow down as I reach the door to the living room, listening to the sounds inside. I hear her start to sing
I've been staring at the sky tonight
Marvelling and passing time
Wondering what to do with daylight
Until I can make you mine
You are the one I want, you are the one I want
I've been thinking of changing my mind
(It never stays the same for long)
But of all the things I know for sure
You're the only certain one
You are the one I want, you are the one I want
I've been counting up all my wrongs
One sorry for each star
See I'd apologise my way to you
If the heavens stretched that far
You are the one I want, you are the one I want
I won't find what I am looking for
If I only "see" by keeping score
'Cos I know now you are so much more than arithmetic
'Cos if I add, if I subtract
If I give it all, try to take some back
I've forgotten the freedom that comes from the fact
That you are the sum
So you are the one
I want
When the years are showing on my face
And my strongest days are gone
When my heart and flesh depart this place
From a life that sung your song
You'll still be the one I want
You'll still be the one I want
You'll still be the one I want
You'll still be the one I want
I enter the room quietly and take a seat as she finishes her song. She seems to emerge from a reverie, turns slowly, and jumps about three feet in the air. "Have you ever tried high-jump?" I ask sarcastically.
"How long have you been there?" she asks accusingly. I shrug "since you started singing". She blushes for some reason then seems to collect herself. I suddenly notice her outfit. She's wearing the white bikini, my black slacks, and (this is strange) a necklace, bracelets, and anklets made of periwinkle shells (A/N you know, the swirly pink ones that look like snail shells). "Nice outfit", I comment, and observe her reaction. "Uh, yeah" she says, "I was wondering if you had anything I could make proper clothes out of. I think for a moment. "Tablecloths" I suggest, and she shrugs. However (to my surprise) she doesn't laugh, but merely asks where she can find some.
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Keisha p.o.v
Hello and welcome to the adventures of tablecloth girl! Honestly! Tablecloths! Hmmm, maybe they have excess.
5 minutes later..........
Okay, they definitely have excess. They've got lacy ones, silk ones, blue ones, pink ones, purple ones, sparkly ones. Okay, maybe not sparkly ones. Nevertheless, you get the point.
I pick a white silk one and a lacy one, and ask if he has a sewing kit. He just looks at me strangely, so I decide to settle for a pair of scissors, and leave the room.
*********************
Kaiba p.o.v
I sit in the lounge, waiting for Keisha to emerge. I don't have to wait long. Within fifteen minutes she enters the lounge, dressed in a rough-cut, albeit beautiful outfit. But she would look beautiful in any outfit, and even in noth- no, I won't complete that thought.
She is wearing a silk wraparound skirt that reaches her knees, and a lace top, the same shape as the bikini underneath, but with a piece of lace covering her stomach. She is still wearing her shell jewelry and the shells in her hair. I turn to her.
"You look-"
"Yes?"
Keisha p.o.v
He turns to me "you look-"
"Yes?"
"Nice" he finishes lamely.
I just smile.
****************
A few hours later the rain eases, and I leave my room to go out onto the balcony.
A lonely figure stands in the receding drizzle, apparently pondering something deeply. I respect his privacy, and take up a position at the opposite end of the balcony and stare out over the ocean. I wonder how long I can escape it. How long before they come for me?
**************
Kaiba p.o.v
I watch Keisha out of the corner of my eye as she leans against he balcony rails and stares out over the ocean. Perhaps I should leave her there to think, but, on the other hand, I've never been a patient person, except with Mokuba. I decide to walk over and say hello: my way.
*****************
Keisha p.o.v
I'm startled, to say the least, when a pair of arms encircle my waist. Then the emotion turns to anger. NO ONE touched me that way! Weren't those my orders? Then the sting of rain on my face reminds me that I'm simply Keisha the human girl, not......not who I used to be.
I turn slowly in his arms, and find myself nose to nose with Seto, our lips inches apart. Oh shit, he's going to kiss me. At the last moment, I turn aside, and he kisses my cheekbone. I turn back to him and he looks unsettled. Great, I disturbed him. "Don't" I whisper, as I slip out of his arms and head towards the door inside "it'll only complicate things". I can sense his frustration and anger, but he can't, he just can't, kiss me.
A/N Well, there you go. If anyone wanted to know, the song was Arithmetic, by a New Zealand artist, Brooke Fraser. Three reviews, please, before I update. See you next chapter.
Chapter 2
Arithmetic
By chunky-hunky-funky-munky-lady
A/N Hey all. Thanks to all the reviewers. I got my three reviews. Wahoo! Oh, and I forgot a disclaimer last time, so, I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. I shudder at what would happen if I did.
Thanks to:
Mimi: I'm glad you love it. Thanks for reviewing.
Ahsrak: It's not Arielle the little mermaid, same as Metamorphosis isn't Arielle the little town girl. Thanks for reviewing and for putting me on your favs.
Komodo Dragon: Thanks for reviewing. Please update your vampire story soon, I'm really enjoying it. And thanks so much for putting me on your favourites.
Here we go.
Kaiba p.o.v
I wake to rain on the windows and almost total silence. Then I hear the faint sound of a piano from downstairs. Mokuba again, I think resignedly, I told him not to touch the piano. I rise and walk downstairs. Halfway down I realise it can't possibly be Mokuba. For one, this person can actually play the piano. Then I remember. Keisha.
I slow down as I reach the door to the living room, listening to the sounds inside. I hear her start to sing
I've been staring at the sky tonight
Marvelling and passing time
Wondering what to do with daylight
Until I can make you mine
You are the one I want, you are the one I want
I've been thinking of changing my mind
(It never stays the same for long)
But of all the things I know for sure
You're the only certain one
You are the one I want, you are the one I want
I've been counting up all my wrongs
One sorry for each star
See I'd apologise my way to you
If the heavens stretched that far
You are the one I want, you are the one I want
I won't find what I am looking for
If I only "see" by keeping score
'Cos I know now you are so much more than arithmetic
'Cos if I add, if I subtract
If I give it all, try to take some back
I've forgotten the freedom that comes from the fact
That you are the sum
So you are the one
I want
When the years are showing on my face
And my strongest days are gone
When my heart and flesh depart this place
From a life that sung your song
You'll still be the one I want
You'll still be the one I want
You'll still be the one I want
You'll still be the one I want
I enter the room quietly and take a seat as she finishes her song. She seems to emerge from a reverie, turns slowly, and jumps about three feet in the air. "Have you ever tried high-jump?" I ask sarcastically.
"How long have you been there?" she asks accusingly. I shrug "since you started singing". She blushes for some reason then seems to collect herself. I suddenly notice her outfit. She's wearing the white bikini, my black slacks, and (this is strange) a necklace, bracelets, and anklets made of periwinkle shells (A/N you know, the swirly pink ones that look like snail shells). "Nice outfit", I comment, and observe her reaction. "Uh, yeah" she says, "I was wondering if you had anything I could make proper clothes out of. I think for a moment. "Tablecloths" I suggest, and she shrugs. However (to my surprise) she doesn't laugh, but merely asks where she can find some.
********************
Keisha p.o.v
Hello and welcome to the adventures of tablecloth girl! Honestly! Tablecloths! Hmmm, maybe they have excess.
5 minutes later..........
Okay, they definitely have excess. They've got lacy ones, silk ones, blue ones, pink ones, purple ones, sparkly ones. Okay, maybe not sparkly ones. Nevertheless, you get the point.
I pick a white silk one and a lacy one, and ask if he has a sewing kit. He just looks at me strangely, so I decide to settle for a pair of scissors, and leave the room.
*********************
Kaiba p.o.v
I sit in the lounge, waiting for Keisha to emerge. I don't have to wait long. Within fifteen minutes she enters the lounge, dressed in a rough-cut, albeit beautiful outfit. But she would look beautiful in any outfit, and even in noth- no, I won't complete that thought.
She is wearing a silk wraparound skirt that reaches her knees, and a lace top, the same shape as the bikini underneath, but with a piece of lace covering her stomach. She is still wearing her shell jewelry and the shells in her hair. I turn to her.
"You look-"
"Yes?"
Keisha p.o.v
He turns to me "you look-"
"Yes?"
"Nice" he finishes lamely.
I just smile.
****************
A few hours later the rain eases, and I leave my room to go out onto the balcony.
A lonely figure stands in the receding drizzle, apparently pondering something deeply. I respect his privacy, and take up a position at the opposite end of the balcony and stare out over the ocean. I wonder how long I can escape it. How long before they come for me?
**************
Kaiba p.o.v
I watch Keisha out of the corner of my eye as she leans against he balcony rails and stares out over the ocean. Perhaps I should leave her there to think, but, on the other hand, I've never been a patient person, except with Mokuba. I decide to walk over and say hello: my way.
*****************
Keisha p.o.v
I'm startled, to say the least, when a pair of arms encircle my waist. Then the emotion turns to anger. NO ONE touched me that way! Weren't those my orders? Then the sting of rain on my face reminds me that I'm simply Keisha the human girl, not......not who I used to be.
I turn slowly in his arms, and find myself nose to nose with Seto, our lips inches apart. Oh shit, he's going to kiss me. At the last moment, I turn aside, and he kisses my cheekbone. I turn back to him and he looks unsettled. Great, I disturbed him. "Don't" I whisper, as I slip out of his arms and head towards the door inside "it'll only complicate things". I can sense his frustration and anger, but he can't, he just can't, kiss me.
A/N Well, there you go. If anyone wanted to know, the song was Arithmetic, by a New Zealand artist, Brooke Fraser. Three reviews, please, before I update. See you next chapter.