Oh god, I've only one thing to say: Seto Kaiba really does have emotions! Also this is written kind of like Seto's stream of conscious so well, it's gonna be weird.
- Chapter 15 -
He couldn't believe it. He, Seto Kaiba, had actually kissed someone - someone who just happened to be Joey Wheeler. It was just too unreal, so improbable, totally crazy, an absolute phenomenon and yet... so completely perfect. So perfect that it should have been impossible for it to have happened since it should be impossible for something so perfect to occur. But that's the thing – it did happen.
And it wasn't a dream either.
Definitely not. It was too real the way Joey had stared at him blushing as red as a tomato afterwards, the way he had been able to make him – The Seto Kaiba – speechless, and the way Joey kissed him back. Especially the way Joey kissed him back.
That had been the best part.
It was just absolutely amazingly perfect. It was so perfect Seto had to resist the temptation to skip! Well, okay - it wasn't that perfect; it would take a hell-of-a lot to make Seto start skipping. But even so, it was pretty darn close.
He was sitting at his computer in his room trying to work - trying being the key word. It had been a few hours since he had arrived home and still he hadn't been able to get any work done. He felt like a kid on a sugar high – he wanted to tell everyone everything and how perfect everything was and...
God, he sounded like an idiot - Or at least some love-stuck girl. Perhaps he was. Not the girl part but the other part, the love-struck part. Seto blushed and rolled his eyes, annoyed at how stupid he was acting. He knew he didn't have much experience with....well, love I guess but he didn't think a single kiss would get him acting like a complete moron.
But wait it wasn't a single kiss – it was two kisses. But still, Joey was probably thinking nothing of it – or not much at least; yet he, the person with the supposed heart of ice was making a huge deal out of a kiss. What would be people think?
Seto frowned for a moment. People think... What would people think? There was something about that...that bothered him. He just couldn't put his finger on it.
Well, it would be kind of weird because they used to hate each other and wanted to kill each other and practically fought every single freakin day... Seto's smile was restored. That was it. People wouldn't expect enemies to...like...each other. It would be too cliché or something. But they became friends and well, life can be cliché sometimes.
He went back to typing on his computer. He had been focusing on a graph when he heard something.
You kissed Joey wheeler.
Seto jumped slightly. Where the hell did that come from? No one was in the room – only him. He blinked, and then laughed at himself for being so paranoid. He went back to work.
You kissed Joey. You kissed him.
He heard it again, but this time Seto wasn't worried about where the "voice" came from. There was something else that was bothering him, he had just remembered it. Something...
Him. Funny that – Joey's a guy.
Seto smirked at that. No, Joey was a girl but kept it a secret from everyone – yeah, right. Of course Joey was a guy. What planet did you just beam down from?
You're a guy.
Seto rubbed his forehead. All these voices were giving him a headache. They were pretty stupid too. Of course he was a guy.
You're both guys.
His jaw dropped slightly. He felt goose bumps all down his legs. It wasn't normal, was it? Them together wasn't normal, was it? He shook his head abruptly. No, there was nothing wrong – he wasn't, he couldn't be.
You are...
"Gay?" Somehow, by saying the word out loud confirmed it. Seto looked around confused. How could this be? He remembered his stepfather saying...
"Hideous, disgusting, repulsive..."
Was it? But it couldn't be – it was innocent. It meant no harm. And he wasn't...wasn't. He couldn't bring himself to even think it. He wasn't. Couldn't be...
Denial - You kissed him...him!
He slipped onto the floor, his hands gripping onto the chair. It was wrong. He wasn't. He was not. Seto repeated those words in his head like a dictum, a motto of some sort, commanding it to be true.
Seto let go of the chair and wrapped his arms around his legs, huddled practically under his desk. He knew he wasn't so everything was going to be okay, right? Everything would be fine.
He got up suddenly and walked to the window. He felt the sudden urge – no need – to touch every one of those window panes. Then he rushed to the door but was unable to open it, instead kissing the doorknob. Suddenly Seto was on the ground, counting the lines in the wooden floor. He slumped against the side of his bed, exhausted. He felt weak and apprehensive, knowing that there was something else to count, to touch. He felt panic.
He shut his eyes, trying to collect his breath. I'll be okay. Seto tried to reassure himself knowing that it would all pass. Because it wasn't true, it wasn't. He wasn't. He opened his eyes and looked up to see ceiling tiles. He counted them reluctantly but helplessly.
18. He'd be okay because this was just a misunderstanding. He wasn't. Joey was... What was he? 21. He will be okay and everything would be fixed, right? 26. Right. 31. He'd figure it out. Joey will be able to help him...that kiss...No. He wasn't and he was going to be okay. Really! 39. Right?
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"Seto?" Mokuba opened Seto's door carefully. He knew he wasn't supposed to enter Seto's room but...Seto hadn't come out for dinner or well, at all.
He stopped abruptly, seeing Seto sitting on the floor shaking slightly. He walked slightly towards him. Seto looked up at his younger brother helplessly. Mokuba knew that something had happened.
"What-" He was interrupted suddenly.
"Joey." Seto mumbled in such a way that made Mokuba was just even more confused. He wasn't really sure what to do since he knew Seto hated doctors. So he did the only thing he could think of. He ran over to the phone that lay on Seto's desk and dialed a number.
"Joey, this is Mokuba..."
- End of chapter -
Thanks for reading.
Hope it wasn't too weird. Also I got the kissing doorknobs thing from the book Kissing Doorknobs (Terry Spencer Hesser). And another thing – this chapter does make sense, right? It's not too confusing?
