Wow, that last one sparked so many reviews I thought I was gonna be barreled over! I will do my best, however, and answer them all :).
panmotto—B-cup is a bra size, silly –grins- indeed, she was still half-naked.
BishounenzAngel—I assure you. Seto really is there. And don't get all fussy over that sort of thing. Honestly, every now and then I wish I have smaller ones. It's kinda like the problem with hair… you have straight and you want it curly, you have curly and you want it straight… am I going off on a tangent? Well, whatever. I'm sure you have more to go –wink-.
ShibiChicken—Good heavens, NO! I would never turn this into a fic like Passing the Time—Kumi-chan is just too innocent! And you're right, I don't know why you're reading this either, but I'm happy you are! I'm glad to have a weirdo guy giving his insight into my extremely shoujo story.
Rauken No Tobira—I am very happy indeed that you're going to that extent to keep up… you made yourself the 41st person to do that… it's scary in a way! But thank you! And you did mention that before, however, I failed to acknowledge it :) I certainly hope you like the conflict with the two. And I went and read some of your stuff—I LOVE Fruits Basket! Those mini stories were uber kawaii. I'll review them… at some point….
twilight eyes 0120—Ha! Maybe you thought it was a stupid joke, but I thought it was very clever. I might have laughed a little too much, actually, but… yeah. Here's the resolution to the evil cliffie :).
Aoi Dragon—Nope! Jonouchi and Seto are the only actual YGO characters in here; I don't see any point in having anyone else take part. I do love my OC's and two YGO bishies!
AllisonWalker—Again with the meanness to Kumiko! Shame! –bows- but I'm sorry to hear you're having trouble, I do wish you the very best of luck with whatever happens!
Kikoken—Heh, I've always liked that word… bimbos… -giggles- anyway, she won't faint—if she did, what would Seto do? 0.0
SirisAnkh—A take it you liked the ending as well; here's your update! (by the by, did I ever mention before that your penname is awesome?)
YamiServant—No! You can't have Seto in your house! …heh, just kidding:) we can all have Seto in our house if we just imaaaaagine!
ChaosMagicianGirl—Glad you're reading:) and the comments made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside! Oh, and she's in her bra and a skirt, seeing as how it's the bottom of her uniform… it's a tad worse than just a bra and pants.
Jade Wyvern—Ah, I'm used to Seto's ramblings. You should hear him when I forget to do the dishes ;). I hope you like this chapter!
chibi neko doll—0.0 you've NEVER had a crush? Well, as I say to everyone, I'm glad you're reading! Kawaii penname, too!
Mariku's-heart64—Seem if Kumiko stayed in the bathroom, the plot wouldn't go as I wanted it to! I love being in control, hee hee.
SukiLovesAnime—I shall! You keep reading!
Whew…. –is now dead- there were so many! If I forgot anyone, gomen in advance! Almost makes me apprehensive about posting this one… well! Just in time for Valentine's Day, here is the second part of the scene I've been planning from the beginning! This is where the turmoil begins! –evil laugh- COUGH HACK COUGH-
Chapter 10:
I reacted faster than I thought humanly possible; the shirt in my hand was over my chest in a split second. "K-Kaiba-kun, what—what are you—" I slightly regained some of my speech. "—don't look, you pervert!"
He cocked his head slightly to the side, easily snapping the door shut behind him.
I gulped; I realized that it would be unwise to insult him. "I-I mean—" I shut my eyes and turned away; there was no way to pull my shirt back on without showing my tiny bra to him again—once was humiliating enough. "I-if you're looking for the bathroom, it's—it's—" I couldn't come up with anything to say, and I already knew that he had meant to come in there.
The muffled sound of his footsteps reached my ears, and I remained still, afraid to turn around, my face feeling as though I had gotten a nasty sunburn with hot sauce poured on it. The rest of me felt extremely cold, and I was shivering. My mind refused to string any logical thought together. Seto—me—no shirt—Seto—YEEK!
I jumped as I felt his breath on the back of my neck. "You're awfully thin," he said, leering over me.
"Uh—I—I—" God, what the hell am I supposed to say to that? "Ah!" I yelped as he trailed his finger down my side—it was so cold.
"Not in a bad way… from the way that your uniform fits, you look a lot heavier." I could feel goose bumps creeping up my arms and I tensed. Was that an insult or a compliment? Why is he in here?
"P-please… leave," I whispered, keeping my eyes shut. I had never done anything with a boy before; the only person I'd ever even held hands with was my dad. It was too much to handle all at once.
"Why?" His voice came, his lips closer to my ear this time. "Are you afraid?"
"What do you think?"
He chuckled, taking a lock of my hair and twirling it around his finger; he was closer to me, as I could feel the warmth of the air on my bare back. "I thought that you'd like to have me in your house, knowing how much you like me."
"Not with my shirt off!" I yelled, losing it and whipping around; my arm collided with his stomach in the brief moment of panic, and he backed away out of surprise—not because of the hit.
I still held the shirt to myself, breathing very fast. "I—I'm sorry," I said, wavering. "It's just—"
"You know, I really don't get you at all," he sneered, folding his arms. "You obviously like me far more than I thought you did from your first impression, yet you're resisting. Is this the first time you've ever had a boy that close to you?"
"D-does it matter? I just don't want you to come barging in here when it's not even your house and I'm trying to get changed and I'm half-naked—"
"It's not like there's much to see."
My face flushed even more, if that was even possible. "I don't know what you're trying to prove," I stated; my voice came out strong.
"I don't know what you're trying to tell me," he stated, starting to come towards me again. "Do make it blatantly clear for me." He stopped right in front of me and glared down. "Do you like me or not."
I paused, biting my lip. "…I…don't."
"What?"
I shook my head, not wanting to see the look on his face. This was my chance, after all, to finally tell him. "…I don't… just like you… Seto, I—" I choked slightly. God, did have to wimp out right then? WHY?
Neither of us moved for a moment, and I sure as hell didn't know what to think of his silence. Quite suddenly, I felt his arms wrap around me and clasp me to him in a firm grip. I gasped and tensed, but then again I didn't try to push away as much as I knew I should have. The movement wasn't threatening at all; rather, it was a bit comforting.
"You can be really cute when you're confused, Kumiko," he murmured.
My eyes shot open. Was that his way of telling me he likes me back? Why didn't he just come out and say it? His chin was resting on my shoulder, and I nearly let go of my shirt; my hands stayed clamped around it and against his chest, however. I felt his hand trail up the small of my back and to the back of my bra—as soon as his fingers began toying with it, I really tried to shove against him.
All that caused was a bigger predicament for me: I lost my balance and hit the wall behind me, pinning his hand to my back, and me to him. He chuckled softly, taking his other hand to tilt my chin up to him.
"What are you afraid of?" he whispered; I felt his hand moving again and I pushed myself against the wall to make it stop, cringing because it caused his nails to dig into my skin.
I didn't think at all as I stared up at him with widened eyes. "I've… I've never done this before…" I said. It was the truth. Maybe I was hoping that he'd get the idea and leave me the hell alone; I wanted to get out of there. But my heart fluttered just the same as he leaned his face in closer.
"There's a first for everything… let me be in control and you'll enjoy it."
"I—I don't want…" It was no use. There was no way I could get out of there.
His lips were barely an inch from mine, when a loud beep rang out into the quiet room. I yelped quite loudly as I was jerked out of my stupor; he paused and reached into his pocket to pull out his cell phone.
I don't even remember what he said into it, but when he hung up, he smirked down at me, placing his finger delicately on my lips as he slid his other hand out from behind me. "Looks like I need to go, Kumiko… See you at school tomorrow." Without even a glance behind him, he was gone.
I stayed up against the wall, listening to him going down the stairs, walk into the kitchen to get his shoes, and out my front door. When it shut behind him, I could feel the house tremble a bit. It was only then that I moved my arm to grope for the phone on my desk, absently dialing a number without even looking at it.
"Moshi moshiiiii!" came a cheerful voice.
"…Shinobu," I murmured.
Immediately his tone switched. "Kumi-chan? What's wrong?"
"I don't know… can you come over?"
"Wait there. I'll be right over." I heard the click of his phone, and I slowly let my hand drop, my shirt finally collapsing in a heap by my feet. I don't know how long I waited there, but because my mind was a blank slate, I was sure that I'd be stuck there forever.
Suddenly, my legs buckled and I fell to my knees, my hand coming to my face as I started to sob and giggle at the same time. I opened my eyes to watch my tears fall onto my shirt, shaking as my brain tried to figure out why I was crying and smiling. I didn't know why, either. I didn't know anything. What to feel, what to think about, how close I had just come to being violated by the one that I—
The front door burst open and I heard Shinobu come bounding up the stairs; he halted in the doorway as I grinned up at him, my chest heaving as more sobs escaped my lips. "Sh-Shinobu… Seto… he…" I laughed, clenching my teeth.
He rushed over to my side and wrapped his arms around me, holding me so tight I felt like I was going to die of happiness. "What happened, Kumi-chan," he asked, his voice soft but obviously angered.
"Heh… my back…" I got out, closing my eyes and pointing behind me.
"What?"
"Look at my back, Shinobu…" I knew that he'd figure it out and I wouldn't have to explain. It had red marks on it from Seto's hand, and I felt that one of the hooks on my bra was undone.
"That son of a bitch," he whispered harshly. His hands went to my shoulders and forced me to look at him. "He better not have gotten further than that—tell me he didn't."
"He didn't." I was feeling calmer, and I sniffed loudly, collapsing onto him and wrapping my arms around his neck. "…thanks for coming, Shinobu."
"What the hell happened?"
I jumped as I heard another voice in my room; I opened my eyes and was shocked to see Katsuya standing there, almost as out of breath as Shinobu was. Apparently Shinobu was surprised as well, but had more sense and yanked a small blanket off my bed to drape it around my shoulders before turning to face him. "You followed me? Why?"
"Eh—" He took a slight step back. "You—just took off for no reason, and I wanted to know what was up, that's all," he said flatly, putting his hands in his pockets.
"You heard me say Kumi-chan; you didn't get anything from that?" Shinobu asked.
"I didn't hear what you said," he replied, looking away. "What happened?"
"What do you care?" I muttered, slightly wiping my tears away.
His gaze immediately switched from the floor to me. "Because I'm curious, that's why," he said defensively.
I raised an eyebrow incredulously. "You're curious? What the hell does that mean?"
"Since when do I have to explain myself to you?" he snapped; I flinched, as it reminded me so much of how he used to talk to me.
"Jono, knock it off; someone just tried to really feel her up," Shinobu said sternly. He could have done without saying the second part, I thought gravely, as Katsuya reacted again.
"Who?" he demanded.
"Seto Kaiba." Mr. Revealer strikes again.
"You let that guy into your house?" he nearly yelled, looking at me.
"What does it matter to you what I do?" I answered darkly; he wasn't helping my mood at all.
"It matters because he almost molested you!" He stopped, clamping his teeth shut and nearly grimacing. As my mouth slightly opened in surprise, I saw his cheeks flush before he turned away and left.
There were a few moments of silence before Shinobu scratched his head, frowning. "What the hell was that about?"
"Shinobu…" I reached out and got a small hold on his pants. "…sit with me for a while… please."