I do not own yugioh.
Rated for: a bit of language
Pairings: Seto/Joey
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Simply Perfect
I am currently sitting in the classroom on the second floor of Domino City High School. And ….whew let me tell ya, I am bored, bored because it is always same old, same old. Yugi is as always staring patiently at the teacher. Yami is trying to understand what the heck she is saying while managing to play a friendly game of Tick-Tack-Toe with an extremely bored Marik who actually came to our school not too long ago (and now probably regrets it), and passing love notes with his boyfriend Bakura who sits right behind him.
Who could ever even imagine the two of them being together, huh? I mean it's the pharaoh and the man who used to rob his tombs 5000 years ago. But than again you can't really choose who to love, can you? Well, I know that all too well, since the same sort of thing goes for me, because….
"Mr. Joey Wheeler!" I snap out of my thoughts and literally fall of my chair. As I was getting up, the annoyed teacher started to lecture me on my "absentminded" behavior as she called it. Absentminded… we'll see who's absentminded here! Joey Wheeler shall prevail and stand strong against all his enemies! Whoa, I just sounded like Yami, didn't I?
"I believe I asked you a question!" she started yelling again. I looked over at where all my friends were sitting, eyeing them for some sort of help. But obviously they also weren't listening. Now let me ask ya, how come is it always me getting in trouble, and not Duke Devlin over there that's again playing with his black and white dice in his right hand, while messing with his hair with the left.
Wait a minute, is he smirking at me? 'You, you, you're going to pay for this Duke', I thought, realizing that he must probably have something to do with this.
You see, Duke was also bored, and when Duke was bored, he tended to do mean things. Mean things to me that is. What did I ever do to him, huh? First he dresses me up like a dog, (which I am by the way very thankful for that no one else saw except the people present in the arena) and now he gets me in trouble with the teacher. Hello? Is the whole wide world against me or something?
"What question would that be, Mrs. Kazumi?" I asked finally sitting fully in my chair.
"Why, Mr. Wheeler, do you not listen? Do you even know what I have been talking about for the last ten minutes?" she asks more calmly now.
Great, now the whole class has my attention, while Devlin is still smirking from his corner over there. His hair now looks more like it has just been electrified, but he obviously cares more about this little argument.
I look down, not knowing what to answer, than finally respond "… Math?"
She is back to looking more annoyed again and loudly stomps away while saying carelessly, "Wake up, Mr. Wheeler, this is English!" She goes over to her desk and murmurs to herself, yet enough for the whole class to hear "Really hopeless boy…"
Then, she carefully marks something in her grade book, which I know is "five points off", and gets back to the teaching.
Of great, I sigh deeply. Yugi, Yami and the others are looking at me apologetically, and I just smile back to assure them that everything is fine. That, of course is far from the truth, but I don't want to upset my friends.
All of a sudden, the door opens, and we avert our gazes to a tall dark-haired figure who just walked in. Yes ladies and gentleman, lets welcome Seto Kaiba.
As he walks in, without even needing to give an explanation for his thirty minutes late arrival, I start to feel my longing heart beat nearly three times faster.
Well, I guess I'm not the only one. Almost all the girls in class are looking at him now, with the exemption of Maiku, who actually likes girls and is pretty much open about it.
His high, lean figure of a god floats gently, like that of a graceful swan, while his gorgeous brown locks absorb the sun, so it seems that there is halo formed around his head. His blue eyes are so strong and determined looking only at his destination, which would be a seat located in the desk to the right of mine. He sits down and opens the book that is sitting on his desk, his long, thin, elegant fingers tracing the paper slowly. Gods! How I wish I was that book right now, you can't even imagine.
I respect and admire him, for three main things that I always wished to have, and yet most likely never will. I want to be like him because he's so strong, independent, and free.
But what I have for him goes much further than just any sort of admiration and respect. Yes, I love Seto Kaiba.
My love for him goes deeper than all the love in the world put together. He is my desire, my dark angel, my gracious beauty. For him, there is no gravitation, no boundaries to keep him in one place. He is as independent as the wind. One word, one single touch and he'll vanish into thin air.
That is probably why even when we sometimes accidentally shift together, I am afraid to touch him, afraid to stretch out my hand because it feels like the chance that he'll stay is one in a million.
So I don't touch him, and don't get close to him. I only watch him from afar. I'd rather never come close to him than watch his body dissolve. I'd rather stay away.
He wasn't even paying attention, he never did. Why should he? He only went to school to get some diploma. Kaiba Corp. was already in his pocket anyways. Everyday he got out his silver "Apple" laptop that he probably bought somewhere in America.
He was currently typing away, his fingers hitting the keyboard rhythmically, almost making some incoherent melody. Most likely, he was writing one of his super long reports for Kaiba Corp. Sometimes I pity him, he has no friends, nobody in the whole world except for his little brother Mokuba, providing for him by working countless hours in his company. He's wasting his precious years away by constantly working. Who'd want to live like that?
Since I was drowned in my thoughts, I didn't even realize that his fingers stopped typing, and his gaze was now deflected to me.
"Is there something one my face, mutt? Did they not teach you at the pound that it is impolite to stare?" I did not even know that I was staring at him. I was strangely taken aback by his sudden comments, and when he saw that I did not throw anything back at him, he took advantage of it and continued, "What dog, cat got your tongue, or did the fleas eat away at your brain so much that the other half doesn't even think? Oh, wait I forgot, you don't do "thinking" do you?" he said with an amused smirk.
That was it, I wasn't going to endure it any loner from him. I might love him, and it might make me sad that he'd say such cruel things to me, but he's taken this far enough.
"Shut ya face and shove it rich boy. Why don't you get back to you little one million dollar laptop and fuck off." I said pretty loudly. I don't even know what had driven me to say that, or even curse. Than, I suddenly looked around and found out that everyone is looking at me. The teacher appeared to have a completely shocked look on her face. Malik was now completely awake and might I add not bored, and actually quite entertained. Wonderful, I am glad my misfortune can help someone.
Duke Devlin now stopped playing with his dice and hair completely. His hair by the way, now looked more like the burned down Christmas tree from that movie I saw a while ago called "Christmas Vacation". How much can one play with his hair, for heavens sake.
I turned my attention back to the CEO whose smirk now turned to a disported snickering.
Oh no, I was in deep trouble now wasn't I? Why does this always happen to me? I looked back at the teacher, who was now, for the second time today stomping over here with the angriest look yet.
"GET OUT OF MY CLASS AND GO TO THE PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE THIS INSTANT!" she screamed at me. She finally lost it. Damn! At this point I didn't even bother arguing and just replied promptly "Yes, Mrs. Kazumi".
I took my backpack, and without looking back spun around, and shutting the door heard her yell "And don't even bother coming back!"
Damn you for this Seto Kaiba! Shit! This must be the third time this week. As I was about to walk and go the place of my doom, I heard someone approaching. Turning around I saw someone tall in the shadows and a strange wave on fright flood over me, as I was enduringly waiting for the tall figure to immerge from the darkness.
I felt my eyes snap wide open when I saw who it was.
TBC
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