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Seto moaned and rubbed his eyes hopelessly and tried to get back to his work. It was roughly five o'clock in the evening and he couldn't get a bit of work done. He was just… just so distracted.
Deep ribbons of violet, scarlet, and sapphire light leaked into the room from the large windows behind his desk. The fan above his head spun slowly, barely keeping the stuffy air flowing.
Kaiba sighed and looked down at his work. Piles of paperwork were thrown randomly over his desktop, almost covering his laptop. Some were claims forms, others were recommendations, some were plain business reports, some annual vacation request forms, and some… frankly, he didn't care what the others were, they were just added misery.
He stood to stretch his legs and heard various snaps in his back and hips. He walked across the floor to the window and cracked his neck and knuckles. The sun was just setting on the horizon and orange and red streaked across the sky.
Orange and red…The colour of her fiery locks.
He couldn't get a bit of work done because of her. She filled his mind to the brim! Every waking moment, something reminded him of her. Even the tick of the clock made him think of her light morning steps as she entered the classroom.
Every day for the past month or so, he would make it a point to come to school early. She would show up about eight or nine minutes after he arrived and would seat herself next to him. They sat in comfortable silence and he would watch her-- he was somehow inexplicably intoxicated by her presence.
He would watch her from the corner of her eye and she would look dreamily around the room and out the window. For an hour or so they would sit there, rarely conversing… just sitting. His fingers would cease typing and she wouldn't notice.
Shizuka's hazel eyes glazed over and a small smile would grace her pink lips, a small sigh escaping every once in awhile. It was there in the early mornings when Seto's mind would begin to wander and he would just watch her. Her delicate, pale face so peaceful, so serene.
Then questions would begin to arise in his mind. Questions that simply boggled his mind.
Why was he so… so attracted to her? Could it be that she was so sweet, so innocent? She had a soft smile and large, pure eyes. Could it be that she was so quiet? She wasn't loud or annoying; she never tried to be the center of attention.
Why couldn't he stop thinking of her? Hundreds of girls, thousands maybe, had either proclaimed their love to him or had stalked him day and night. No one could ever know how strange it was to glance to his left and accidentally see that the entire inside of a girl's locker was covered in photos of him-- a girl he had never even met!
She would just sit and daydream and he would watch her. He had never thought of someone so much, yet he had barely spoken to her.
"Kaiba-sama? May I come in?"
Seto looked up and set his chin on his palm as he watched her at the door,
"Kawaii-chan?" He asked, his deep voice echoing off the walls.
The fragile girl could only stare. Had he called her by her same? The most eligible man on earth had spoken her name in what could only be described as the perfect voice,
"Yes, Kaiba-sama?"
The brunette's intense caught her breathless again as he watched her over his thin hands. His cobalt eyes narrowed and Shizuka thought her legs would surely give out. She wavered a bit as he smiled, his perfect white eyeteeth shimmered in the morning light,
"Call me… by my… my given name, please." he said slowly, almost shyly, but firmly.
Shizuka's lips parted in astonishment and then slowly turned into a smile,
"Yes… yes sir, S-S-Seto-senpai." She said, the man's name tingling on her tongue.
Shizuka hesitantly made her way to her seat, her ears crimson and her mind exhilarated. She tried to cool her blush with her shaking hands. Seto, meanwhile, watched her and chuckled self-consciously. What a curiosity the sweet girl had become.
Maybe some dinner would do him good, Seto thought as he broke his mind away from the past week's events. Hopefully a nice conversation with his younger brother would clear his mind and allow him to get back to work.
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"Seto, how old were you when you got your first kiss?"
Seto nearly spit out his evening coffee, but managed to choke it down,
"Excuse me?" he asked as he looked down at his messy-haired younger brother.
Mokuba blushed as he took a seat at the dining room table beside his older sibling,
"Well… I was kind wondering… how old do I have to be to go on my first date?" he asked, occupying his attention to mutilating his dinner.
Seto was silent for a moment and cleared his throat,
"Ahem… w-what's brought this up all of a sudden?" He asked. Honestly, he knew this conversation would come up sooner or later, but he would have preferred it being later-- much later.
"Well," the little raven-haired boy mumbled, "There's this really cute girl I know… and I really like her… and I was wondering if I could ask her out…"
Seto bit his lip and pushed his food away; suddenly he had lost his appetite,
"Who is this… this girl?" he asked.
"Rebecca-- you know, Professor Arthur's daughter."
Kaiba stood and paced to the window,
"Mokuba, you're a little... Mmmn... young... aren't you?"
Mokuba enthusiastically shook his head,
"No I'm not! I'm thirteen years old!"
Kaiba moaned and walked to the door,
"Let me sleep over it… I've had a long day… and I've had… a lot on my mind." he mumbled tiredly. Mokuba's face clearly fell.
Seto sighed defeatedly,
"I want to be careful to make the right decision… you understand, Mokie?" Seto asked kindly. Mokuba nodded and Seto continued to the door.
"Hey, Seto?" Mokuba asked hesitantly.
Seto paused with his hand on the doorknob,
"Yes, Mokuba?"
"How come you've never told me about your first kiss… or your first date?" the sweet boy asked.
The tall, thin man paused for a moment, obviously carefully choosing an answer,
"Because…" he whispered with an almost sad smile, "Because I haven't had one yet."
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Hi! This is the first chapter that I've written most entirely on Seto's feelings. I hope there's more good things to come! I really hope you like my story! PLEASE review!
Thank you all once again!
Mysteria Pearl