Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. Nobody doesn't except the guy who created it. Lucky dude. Anyway...sorry it took so long to post this. I was like so busy! You won't believe it! Homework and stuff like that. And on top of that, I had the evil dreaded...writer's block. So if this really sucks, and I mean REALLY sucks, blame the writer's block. Please enjoy, and better yet, please review! Um...this is kinda like Gravitation and yeah. So, just to say, I don't own Gravitation either, but I do own the song. I made it up, so...if it sucks...I'm sorry!
And this chapter is for DoggyDog13. Yes, I finally updated! Yeah! Anyway...
Chapter four (I couln't think of a title!)
The day went by fast. Morning soon turned to night. Poor Joseph Wheeler sat on the floor, doing to most dreaded thing he could do. Think. Joey scatched his head in fustration. "Ah!" He stood up. "I've gotta take a walk. Fresh air will do me some good." He walked out the foor and headed twards the park. "At least I've got some lyrics down." He sat on the park bench with his wonderful sheet of foldered paper.
After a while of sitting and soaking up the nice, crispy, fresh air, he stood up. "Well, I think that did me some good. Guess I should be going." But, just then, the dreaded thing happened. The wind blew, and Joey's sheet of paper flew out of his hands. "No!" He chased after the paper, but someone caught it.
"Hello mutt." replied the voice of someone familiar.
"Kaiba." growled Joey. Kaiba glanced at the paper and read the lyrics.
Joye's lyrics:
'Make me your number one priority,
make room in that place that I call your heart (for me)
make me feel like I have a place to be (with you)
make me your number one priority
make room in that place that I call your heart (for me)
make me feel like I can be the best
make me feel like I can be number one!
Just make me feel like I can be...
that I can be...
Great!
I want to be the best and conquer all that comes before me
to be the greatest that ever was
to shine above everyone
So make me your number one priority
make room in that place that I call your heart
make me feel like I have a place to be
Make me your number one priority...
priority...
I want to be with you until the end
make me your number one priority
Priority!'
"Did you write this?" asked the blue-eyed teen.
"Yeah, why?" asked Joey. Kaiba smirked while crumbling the sheet of paper. "Hey! What'd you do that for!"
"Like I said before mutt," replied kaiba. "You have zero talent." Kaiba threw the crumbled paper on the ground and started to walk off.
Why you..." snarled Joey as he picked up the paper and ran after Kaiba. Once he caught up, he grabbed his arm. "What do you mean I have 'zero talent'?" asked the blond eagerly. Kaiba turned around and faced Joey.
"I mean you suck. You have no talent what so ever. I don't even know why you bother to even try and write lyrics. You should just give up." He turned to walk away, but Joey stopped him.
"No." said Joey very sternly. Kaiba looked directly in the blond's eyes. He saw a great will of desire. A desire to be great. "I will not give up so easily Kaiba. I don't give a shit what you say."
"You'll never make it." said Kaiba. Joey tightened his grip on Seto's arm.
"What makes you so sure I won't?" asked Joey.
Kaiba looked at him. "Simple mutt, you're a loser." He tugged him arm, which made Joey let go. He tried for like the second time to leave, but once again, Joey stopped him. "What do you want from me?"
"Tell me I'm not a loser, and take bck everything you said about me."
"No." said Kaiba flatly. "How many time do I have to tell you, you've got zero talent. Now leave me alone." Joey let go of Seto. "Later mutt." He started to leave, but Joey started to walk along side him. "Now what do you want?"
"Nothing." replied the blond. They continued to walk in silence.
"Then why are you following me?" asked Kaiba. "Do you like me or something?" Joey's face turned red, but he quickly turned away.
"N-no! Of course not!"
"Then why?" asked Kaiba, as he smiled at Joey's reaction. There was silence.
"I don't care if you think my lyrics stink, I will become a rock star."
"Oh great." sighed Kaiba. "We're back on that?"
"Yes."
"Just drop it." The two walked in silence.
'My lyrics don't stink.' thought Joey. 'I will become a rock star. Just like Billie Joe. What a jerk. Seto thinks he's all tough and shit. He's so stuck up.'
"Is something wrong?" asked Kaiba, breaking the silence. 'Why am I asking this?'
"Yeah." replied Joey. "You."
"Me?" asked Seto inocently. "What ever do you mean?"
"You know!"
"No. I have no clue." Joey was now getting fustrated.
"You jerk!"
"Am I?"
"Grr!"
"You're cute when you're angry." Joey's face turned bright red.
"A-are you hitting on me?"
"Maybe."
"So my lyrics don't suck?" asked Joey.
"They do."
"Grr!" Joey stood in front of Seto. "Why do you gotta be so mean?"
"Is this mean?" Kaiba grabbed Joey and pulled him into a kiss. Joey couldn't help but kiss him back. (A/N: I suck at whole lovey dovey stuff.) After a few moments, they broke apart.
"Uh...I have to...I have to go!" he ran twards his house. Joey closed the door behind him. 'that was...Did that actually happen? Did Seto just...kiss me?' Joey flopped on his bed, and hugged his pillow. (A/N: To me, that was girlyish.) 'I kinda liked it though.' Joey giggled at the thought. "Well, at least I have my lyrics."
Chapter four finally come to an end
Atem's Queen: That's like the best I could come up with. Like I said, I had writer's block. Anyway, please review!