Recap:

Seto met Stori at the Ice House, not intentionally of coarse, by accident. But Stori got the wrong impression when Seto tried to complement her on her skating and she thought he was insulting her, so she started to fight with him. The wrong choice. Since Stori is such a cluts, when she tried to get up in Seto's face, she ended up, literally, getting into his face and had falling into his arms, their lips only mere inches away from meeting! Could Seto's forceful movements to try and get her off accidentally give him his first kiss?

"Practicing Secrets…(part 3)"

…But in the process of this—Stori and Seto's lips intertwined—or so they thought. Really their lips had only just barely brushed against each other's, not really intercepting. Although…to them…it had certainly felt like it.

As Stori let herself be pulled away from Seto she stared at him with slight horror in her eyes, Seto having the same look. Both of their eyes where equally wide…though…only one of them blushed…that one…being Seto Kaiba. Stori didn't really notice the blush, however, while her eyes where on him; her mind was off in horror and relief.

If Lana had been walking by at that precise moment, she thought, then that would have been the end out our friendship. She would have gotten the wrong idea for sure!

And as if on que, Stori's thoughts where broken by the sound of something falling off in the distance. And sure enough, when Stori's head turned and looked around Seto's tall form, she saw someone, whom had apparently had gotten the wrong idea by the look of shock on their face…and by how wide their mouth had gotten.

Unfortunately…this person was far worse than Lana having seen it…it was Joey Wheeler.

Just then Stori's eyes got even wider—if that was even possible—and she stared in horror between Seto and Joey.

"Oh…my…GOSH!" Joey exclaimed. This seemed to snap Seto out of his little trance, and he, too, turned to see Joey standing there, mouth open wide, eyes the size of saucers.

But…Seto, surprisingly, figured it out a little to late before Joey started talking again,

"Wait until the gang hears about this!" and with that, he was off down the road, regardless of the scattered library books at his feet.

"Oh damn! JOSEPH WHEELER! I DEMAND THAT YOU STOP RIGHT THERE!" Stori yelled as she began to run after him. Before she rounded the corner though, she stopped and turned to look back at Seto, whom had his back turned to her, to give him one last frustrated look before she speed off down the road for Joey.

Luckily…she hadn't seen the look on Seto's face…or the fact that he was now standing there…his face as red as a beat!

Stori practically ran home. She had lost Joey in traffic and she prayed that he wasn't really going to tell anyone.

It's—a good thing—huff—Lana's on vacation right now! Other wise—pant—she would have tackled me to the ground and start doing either one of two things: beat me up, or ask me how it was! And I would have to reply: "Now Lana! We didn't even kiss!" And then she would say: "Then why did Joey say you kissed him then?" and then I would reply: "Because he only saw us from behind! I was fighting with Seto and I tripped and fell right into his arms! And when he tried to push me off, he had done so by pushing me away from my waist, our lips almost met!" and then she would wait for a few moments and then ask me: "Well what where you doing at the Ice House parking lot" and then I would have to come up with some lame excuse and say something ridiculous like: "Because I went to go meet him at a meeting!" Although that wouldn't even help me one bit! I'd have to explain my Ice Skating dreams and then, one way or another, our friendship would still end up in the bumps!

Stori's thoughts came to an end right as soon as she came to her front door step. It was already dark outside and she was late for coming home. She just hoped no one was still awake now. As Stori unlocked the door to her house, she peered around and saw that indeed, no one was still up. Well of coarse they wouldn't up, dumb ass! It's almost 11 o'clock at night! Stori thought as she set her Ice Skating bag down on the floor, quietly of coarse, and started up the stairs to her bedroom. She had spent the rest of the day chasing Joey and trying to get a hold of him and everyone else on their house and cell phones. But she had had no luck. She couldn't get a hold of anyone! Not a soul. Actually she had been kind of happy about this fact, because she had remembered that everyone had been busy and would be busy for the rest of winter break, which lasted two weeks in Japan. (Due to culture relevants.)

After that she only had about a couple of house left in her time that she had told her mom she would be spending practicing, so she went ahead to a local coffee shop and then right over to the Domino Library, just to get some things done over there at her job.

Unfortunately, she had stayed a little too long and had lost track of time, so here she was, sneaking into her own house, trying to not wake up her slumbering mom and her younger siblings.

When Stori got into her room, she immediately ridded her self of her day's clothes and right into a pair of clean, blue pj's. She wouldn't be getting very much sleep that night. No. She needed time to think. She needed time—to sort out the events of that long, unforgettable day.

Though Stori was very unaware, Seto, too, wasn't having too much fun trying to get to sleep either. His thoughts too where going over the day's events. Mostly retracing them right to the same destination: the point where his and Stori's lips had just barely brushed against eachother. Seto, suddenly and socking, blushed at the thought of it.

She looked…afraid…Seto recalled the look on Stori's face after he had shoved her away. He, of coarse, had been off in his own little world after the even, blushing all the while. He didn't know if the reason why she had been afraid or shocked was because he had flushed about the accident, or the fact that they had almost lip-locked one another.

Just then, Seto shook the thought out of his thoughts, exclaiming in his mind, No! We don't think like that Seto Kaiba! No, no, no, no, no! We do not think like that!

But…you almost kissed…you know it would have been your first kiss right? Said a voice in the back of Seto's mind. He gave in an agreed with the voice. It would have been his first kiss. Growing up, in his stepfather's care, Seto had never gotten around to even meeting any girls, or in this matter, kissing one! Besides his male instinct, Seto, when still in his young teen years, had no intention to even go near a girl back then. But now, he went to school with girls' everyday—but he still had no desire to kiss any of then, nonetheless, talk to them. The only girls' he had even spoken to nowadays, where Tea Gardner, though not really, his maids in his mansion, they where all old enough to be his mother, and some of his works at his company, once again—old enough to be his mother.

Why am I even thinking about this! I am Seto Kaiba! I don't think like this! This is outrageous! Thought the burnet. He clinched his teeth together at the thought of this as a look of distaste entered his eyes and facial expression.

Just as he was on the verge of drifting off to sleep, he made one last point to prove himself: I am not thinking about her…

Though he hadn't heard it, the voice in the back of his head was exclaiming: Lair, lair, lair, lair!

After that little voice had completely disappeared, Seto finally let sleep take him over, as he drifted off, slowly yet quietly, into a deep, dreamful slumber.

End! Muhahahaha! I win! Now! A preview for the next chapter starts now!

Preview: Seto has a strange dream about his and Stori's little run in; And Stori is having a difficult time her self—trying to find Joey still! And could all be lost when she gets a call from the one person she didn't need to see, hear from, or talk too? Read and find out in the next chapter!

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