Disclaimer: Don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, but I sure in hell wish I did!
A/N: Ok, I'm just writing this chapter because I can't sleep and I have the computer cord up here. It's about midnight but I've spent most my time figuring out what the fuck I'm going to with the next chapters of my fic. I have up until chapter 24 figured out, so it probably won't take me long to update because I have a plot line now. I'll give you a few spoilers at the end of the chapter. Anyways, this is the humor scene that I promised you! I'm going to try to keep Kaiba as in character a possible, but if he slips out a little, I'm sorry. Remember, it's all for the sake of humor.
Duke: Your pathetic.
Shut up! And what were you smirking about before?
Duke: *Smirks*
Urg! Stop that! *Whacks him on the head* Anyways on with the fic!
Chapter 11
It's Just A Blanket
Not much happened when they got back to the apartment building, except Demi complaining about having to share a room with the infamous Seto Kaiba until 11:00 at night.
"Way do I have to share a room with him?" She whined at Amaya for what felt like the millionth time that day, and with Demi's attitude, it may well have been.
"Because Demi," Amaya sighed, repeating herself for the millionth time. "There are no other rooms left."
"But can't you talk to Yami and trade rooms with me?" Amaya rolled her eyes.
"No." She answered, and Demi pouted. Amaya had to marvel at how well Demi succeeded in making herself look like a fourth-grader.
"Please?"
"No." Amaya's voice had taken on that bored, listless tone that came with having argued, or discussed something that it had simply lost it's effect and the whole thing had become very dull.
"Fine." Demi sighed, and then grinned devilishly. "I understand if you want to be with your crush." Amaya picked a nearby pillow and whacked Demi good and hard over the head with it. Demi was rather lucky that Amaya's weapon was only a pillow as even that caused her to flinch in pain.
"Ow." Demi complained, rubbing the back of her head. "That hurt."
"Well then," Amaya retorted crossing her arms over her chest. "Shut up and you won't get hurt."
"Bitch." She muttered under her breath, and then glanced up at the clock.
"Well, it's eleven, I better get going." She said standing up and stretching. "What time will Yami be back?" She added a great amount of emphasis on the word 'Yami'.
"I don't know." Amaya replied with a shrug. "Whenever he's finished taking care off whatever he's doing I guess."
"Ya well, she ya tomorrow." She said, and walked out of the room and across the hall into Kaiba's apartment.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
She walked into the room, to be meet with one of the most warlike greetings that had ever been directed at her.
"What the fuck are you doing in here?" He asked, his voice gruff and not in the lest inviting. But Demi, being the little spitfire that she was, held her ground.
"I live here asshole." she shot back, carefully trying to ignore the fact that he was shirtless. "Didn't Yami tell you that you were getting a new roommate?" Kaiba grunted.
"Oh." He snorted. "You."
"Ya. Me." Demi replied. "Now move it, your blocking the way to the bedroom." Kaiba smirked.
"I was under the impression that you were Yami's whore. Not mine." He said, watching with amusement as Demi glared and cracked her knuckles. "But if you were sent to me, I'm not complaining, I can always use a good fuck."
"How many times do I have to tell you." She shouted. "I'm NOT a whore!" Kaiba only smirked again.
"Well then, you can damn well sleep on the couch." He said, gesturing to the black leather couch that stood between them.
"Nope." Demi said, pushing past him and flopping herself down onto his queen-sized bed. "I'm comfortable right here." She made a big show of being cozy and warm as she slipped under his comforters. Kaiba had to admit that the sight of a fairly attractive woman in his bed did stir up some arousal in him, but at the moment his anger overrode his hormones.
"Get the fuck out." He said through gritted teeth, but she only smiled at him. A smile that he knew was meant to piss him off. And it did. He knew that he wouldn't make her be able to go onto the couch, but he had a different idea.
"Fine." He said, laying down and adjusting him under the covers. "Stay, whatever." Demi smirked triumphantly and snuggled up to one of his pillows. She was just getting really comfy when she suddenly felt the blankets being snatched away from her, leaving her rather cold.
She looked over in bewilderment and her eyes rested on Kaiba. He had arranged the blankets completely around himself so that she didn't have access to it at all.
"What the hell?" She yelled, clearly infuriated that he was playing some kind of a trick on her when she had thought the she had won. Kaiba smirked and gave a dark chuckle.
"You want to sleep in my bed, you have to make certain sacrifices." He said, and Demi lunged at the blanket and began trying to tug it away from him.
"Give. Me. The. Goddamn. Blanket!" She shouted between fruitless tugs at the blanket. Kaiba laughed, which only added to her immense anger.
"Give me he blanket!" She yelled, and he did nothing, only laughed again. Demi rolled up her sleeves. (A/N: She sleeps in her clothes in case your wondering) This wasn't about the blanket anymore; it was about pride, and she was going to get that fucking blanket, or die trying. Mustering up all her energy she yanked the blanket as hard as she could, but it had been arranged so that it was under his body.
"You stupid mother-fucker!" She yelled at him. Like she had decided; this wasn't abut the blanket, it was about her pride, and anything that threatened her pride, was something that should be condemned to hell.
"If you want it so much." He taunted, gesturing down to it with his head. "Come and get it." His arms were thrown behind his head in a casual manner that plainly said that she wasn't a challenge, and that he shouldn't waste his time on her.
Demi growled and dived at the blanket. But this attempt on redeeming her pride was no better then the last, and she sighed in defeat. Tomorrow night, there was almost tomorrow night. Always another chance to redeem her pride.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Amaya laughed to herself as she heard the argument that was taking place across the hall. Leave it to Demi to start a fight over something as stupid as a blanket.
'I mean.' Amaya thought to herself. 'For Christ sakes, it was only a blanket.'
But if she knew her Demi, pride had somehow got worked into it all and that's she was fighting tooth and nail over something so stupid. She glanced at the clock and saw that it was almost 12:30.
She had no idea what Yami was doing, and more importantly why she was staying up wait for him in the first place. It was almost as if her wondering about him had someone brought him to the door. She heard the door open and instantly pretended to be sleeping. Yami walked into the bedroom to a apparently sleeping Amaya. But he wasn't fooled, her breathing was far too quick for it to be sleep.
Letting out a small laugh he spoke out to her.
"It's alright Amaya, I know your awake." Sitting down on the end of the bed he watched with amusement as Amaya cautiously peeked one eye open and eventually sit up. He quickly averted his eyes, having just seen more then he need too. Her nightgown was low-cut, and nearly see-through, he must admit that she did look tempting, but he quickly dismissed the thought.
"Opps." Said sheepishly, and held the covers over the unsparing nightgown, her cheeks turning a livid red. "I forgot I had it on." She wasn't lying, though she was hugely graceful that Demi wasn't here because she new that she wouldn't here the end of it.
"It's alright." He said, waving a dismissing hand. "It wasn't your fault. Just don't around wearing that thing around the house, I might be tempted into something I might regret." His eyes carried a gleam of mischief that clearly let her know that he was kidding.
"Alright." She said, nodding and laughing. "I won't." He nodded.
"Good." He replied, and looked up at her with a serious expression. "So why were you staying up so late anyway?"
Amaya felt the hot blush rise to her cheeks as she thought of a comeback that wouldn't make her look like a moron. Deciding that there was none, she let out a breath.
"I wanted to know where you were going." She said, and she thought she saw a faint flicker of amusement cross his features, but she wasn't sure. After a long moment he answered.
"I had night duty." He said, and looked over at her. "Joey was with me."
"Who's Joey?" Amaya asked, her raven hair falling over her shoulders in silken locks that made her all the more beautiful.
"My best friend." He answered, before glancing at the clock. "It's almost one, you should get some rest." He began walking out of the room and Amaya called out to him, stopping.
"Alright, just let me get settled onto the couch and-"He turned back to face and rose a hand to silence her.
"There's no need." He said, a faint tugging at his lips. "You take the bed, I can survive on the couch."
"But it's your house." She said, and again the corners of his mouth tugged upward.
"Exactly." He said. "Your my guest. Get some sleep."
And with that he walked out the room and Amaya flopped back down onto the bed. His scent lingering on the pillows, subconsciously bringing a small smile to her lips.
A/N:
So whatta think? Ok, so maybe the Demi and Kaiba thing wasn't quite as funny as I planned, but hey, I wrote it didn't I? And yes as you can see here is romance going on between Amaya and Yami, but don't worry when they do get together it's not all 'love and flowers'. Trust me, there are some fights. Anyways, as I promised *Drum roll* Spoilers! #1 in the chapter after the next one Demi gets in a fight wit one of Merrick's gang members. #2 The Demi and Kaiba lemon will be written sooner then you think. And lastly #3 Yami and Amaya's first kiss will be coming in about 6-7 more chapters! Anyways, enough spoilers from now, please R&R!
A/N: Ok, I'm just writing this chapter because I can't sleep and I have the computer cord up here. It's about midnight but I've spent most my time figuring out what the fuck I'm going to with the next chapters of my fic. I have up until chapter 24 figured out, so it probably won't take me long to update because I have a plot line now. I'll give you a few spoilers at the end of the chapter. Anyways, this is the humor scene that I promised you! I'm going to try to keep Kaiba as in character a possible, but if he slips out a little, I'm sorry. Remember, it's all for the sake of humor.
Duke: Your pathetic.
Shut up! And what were you smirking about before?
Duke: *Smirks*
Urg! Stop that! *Whacks him on the head* Anyways on with the fic!
Chapter 11
It's Just A Blanket
Not much happened when they got back to the apartment building, except Demi complaining about having to share a room with the infamous Seto Kaiba until 11:00 at night.
"Way do I have to share a room with him?" She whined at Amaya for what felt like the millionth time that day, and with Demi's attitude, it may well have been.
"Because Demi," Amaya sighed, repeating herself for the millionth time. "There are no other rooms left."
"But can't you talk to Yami and trade rooms with me?" Amaya rolled her eyes.
"No." She answered, and Demi pouted. Amaya had to marvel at how well Demi succeeded in making herself look like a fourth-grader.
"Please?"
"No." Amaya's voice had taken on that bored, listless tone that came with having argued, or discussed something that it had simply lost it's effect and the whole thing had become very dull.
"Fine." Demi sighed, and then grinned devilishly. "I understand if you want to be with your crush." Amaya picked a nearby pillow and whacked Demi good and hard over the head with it. Demi was rather lucky that Amaya's weapon was only a pillow as even that caused her to flinch in pain.
"Ow." Demi complained, rubbing the back of her head. "That hurt."
"Well then," Amaya retorted crossing her arms over her chest. "Shut up and you won't get hurt."
"Bitch." She muttered under her breath, and then glanced up at the clock.
"Well, it's eleven, I better get going." She said standing up and stretching. "What time will Yami be back?" She added a great amount of emphasis on the word 'Yami'.
"I don't know." Amaya replied with a shrug. "Whenever he's finished taking care off whatever he's doing I guess."
"Ya well, she ya tomorrow." She said, and walked out of the room and across the hall into Kaiba's apartment.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
She walked into the room, to be meet with one of the most warlike greetings that had ever been directed at her.
"What the fuck are you doing in here?" He asked, his voice gruff and not in the lest inviting. But Demi, being the little spitfire that she was, held her ground.
"I live here asshole." she shot back, carefully trying to ignore the fact that he was shirtless. "Didn't Yami tell you that you were getting a new roommate?" Kaiba grunted.
"Oh." He snorted. "You."
"Ya. Me." Demi replied. "Now move it, your blocking the way to the bedroom." Kaiba smirked.
"I was under the impression that you were Yami's whore. Not mine." He said, watching with amusement as Demi glared and cracked her knuckles. "But if you were sent to me, I'm not complaining, I can always use a good fuck."
"How many times do I have to tell you." She shouted. "I'm NOT a whore!" Kaiba only smirked again.
"Well then, you can damn well sleep on the couch." He said, gesturing to the black leather couch that stood between them.
"Nope." Demi said, pushing past him and flopping herself down onto his queen-sized bed. "I'm comfortable right here." She made a big show of being cozy and warm as she slipped under his comforters. Kaiba had to admit that the sight of a fairly attractive woman in his bed did stir up some arousal in him, but at the moment his anger overrode his hormones.
"Get the fuck out." He said through gritted teeth, but she only smiled at him. A smile that he knew was meant to piss him off. And it did. He knew that he wouldn't make her be able to go onto the couch, but he had a different idea.
"Fine." He said, laying down and adjusting him under the covers. "Stay, whatever." Demi smirked triumphantly and snuggled up to one of his pillows. She was just getting really comfy when she suddenly felt the blankets being snatched away from her, leaving her rather cold.
She looked over in bewilderment and her eyes rested on Kaiba. He had arranged the blankets completely around himself so that she didn't have access to it at all.
"What the hell?" She yelled, clearly infuriated that he was playing some kind of a trick on her when she had thought the she had won. Kaiba smirked and gave a dark chuckle.
"You want to sleep in my bed, you have to make certain sacrifices." He said, and Demi lunged at the blanket and began trying to tug it away from him.
"Give. Me. The. Goddamn. Blanket!" She shouted between fruitless tugs at the blanket. Kaiba laughed, which only added to her immense anger.
"Give me he blanket!" She yelled, and he did nothing, only laughed again. Demi rolled up her sleeves. (A/N: She sleeps in her clothes in case your wondering) This wasn't about the blanket anymore; it was about pride, and she was going to get that fucking blanket, or die trying. Mustering up all her energy she yanked the blanket as hard as she could, but it had been arranged so that it was under his body.
"You stupid mother-fucker!" She yelled at him. Like she had decided; this wasn't abut the blanket, it was about her pride, and anything that threatened her pride, was something that should be condemned to hell.
"If you want it so much." He taunted, gesturing down to it with his head. "Come and get it." His arms were thrown behind his head in a casual manner that plainly said that she wasn't a challenge, and that he shouldn't waste his time on her.
Demi growled and dived at the blanket. But this attempt on redeeming her pride was no better then the last, and she sighed in defeat. Tomorrow night, there was almost tomorrow night. Always another chance to redeem her pride.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Amaya laughed to herself as she heard the argument that was taking place across the hall. Leave it to Demi to start a fight over something as stupid as a blanket.
'I mean.' Amaya thought to herself. 'For Christ sakes, it was only a blanket.'
But if she knew her Demi, pride had somehow got worked into it all and that's she was fighting tooth and nail over something so stupid. She glanced at the clock and saw that it was almost 12:30.
She had no idea what Yami was doing, and more importantly why she was staying up wait for him in the first place. It was almost as if her wondering about him had someone brought him to the door. She heard the door open and instantly pretended to be sleeping. Yami walked into the bedroom to a apparently sleeping Amaya. But he wasn't fooled, her breathing was far too quick for it to be sleep.
Letting out a small laugh he spoke out to her.
"It's alright Amaya, I know your awake." Sitting down on the end of the bed he watched with amusement as Amaya cautiously peeked one eye open and eventually sit up. He quickly averted his eyes, having just seen more then he need too. Her nightgown was low-cut, and nearly see-through, he must admit that she did look tempting, but he quickly dismissed the thought.
"Opps." Said sheepishly, and held the covers over the unsparing nightgown, her cheeks turning a livid red. "I forgot I had it on." She wasn't lying, though she was hugely graceful that Demi wasn't here because she new that she wouldn't here the end of it.
"It's alright." He said, waving a dismissing hand. "It wasn't your fault. Just don't around wearing that thing around the house, I might be tempted into something I might regret." His eyes carried a gleam of mischief that clearly let her know that he was kidding.
"Alright." She said, nodding and laughing. "I won't." He nodded.
"Good." He replied, and looked up at her with a serious expression. "So why were you staying up so late anyway?"
Amaya felt the hot blush rise to her cheeks as she thought of a comeback that wouldn't make her look like a moron. Deciding that there was none, she let out a breath.
"I wanted to know where you were going." She said, and she thought she saw a faint flicker of amusement cross his features, but she wasn't sure. After a long moment he answered.
"I had night duty." He said, and looked over at her. "Joey was with me."
"Who's Joey?" Amaya asked, her raven hair falling over her shoulders in silken locks that made her all the more beautiful.
"My best friend." He answered, before glancing at the clock. "It's almost one, you should get some rest." He began walking out of the room and Amaya called out to him, stopping.
"Alright, just let me get settled onto the couch and-"He turned back to face and rose a hand to silence her.
"There's no need." He said, a faint tugging at his lips. "You take the bed, I can survive on the couch."
"But it's your house." She said, and again the corners of his mouth tugged upward.
"Exactly." He said. "Your my guest. Get some sleep."
And with that he walked out the room and Amaya flopped back down onto the bed. His scent lingering on the pillows, subconsciously bringing a small smile to her lips.
A/N:
So whatta think? Ok, so maybe the Demi and Kaiba thing wasn't quite as funny as I planned, but hey, I wrote it didn't I? And yes as you can see here is romance going on between Amaya and Yami, but don't worry when they do get together it's not all 'love and flowers'. Trust me, there are some fights. Anyways, as I promised *Drum roll* Spoilers! #1 in the chapter after the next one Demi gets in a fight wit one of Merrick's gang members. #2 The Demi and Kaiba lemon will be written sooner then you think. And lastly #3 Yami and Amaya's first kiss will be coming in about 6-7 more chapters! Anyways, enough spoilers from now, please R&R!