Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh and the affiliated characters/places/plot devices/card games aren't mine. I don't own them. Seriously.
A/N: Thank Ra for the Baking Club's mad culinary skillz! I was super-hungry when I wrote this. Can you tell?
(Also, don't tell my other OCs, but I think Kita is my favorite. xD)
Warnings: Some fangirling, OCs with minor parts, conspiracy, Boy/Boy love, cursing, some minor innuendo.
-Thursday, 7:15 AM, Domino High School Hallways-
Kita chuckled darkly from her hiding spot in the niche between the band room and the water fountain. If she stood at just the right angle, she was nearly impossible to see.
"Louisa, Lulu, are the notes in place?" Kita whispered into her walkie-talkie. Hey, just because she thought that Kaiba and Joey wouldn't theoretically work out didn't mean that she didn't want them to be together... even if she did think their relationship would be short-lived. They looked cute together!
"Yeah," the other two Baking Club members simultaneously replied. They weren't twins, but they acted close enough.
"All right," Kita shifted her eyes to the far end of the hall, where Joey and Kaiba's lockers were. The only person there was Kainou, who was rearranging his own, which was right next to theirs. "Do either of you see where they might be?"
"Not here," Louisa replied. "The South entrance is completely void of people."
"I think I see Kaiba approaching the North entrance," Lulu answered. "No sign of Joey anywhere, though."
"Perfect," Kita smiled. She didn't have to wait long before Kaiba was at his locker, threatening Kainou for his little cookie stunt on Tuesday, and spinning his locker open to be surprised by a red card mired with black designs.
She watched as Kaiba read the note. She giggled quietly, to herself, as she recalled the contents of the note, word-for-word.
Dear Kaiba, she knew it said.
You're a bastard, but I think I love you. There's just something about your intense blue eyes that gets me every time we fight or duel, and it makes my heart beat faster than it oughta. I know you'll hate me even more than you already do when you find out who I am, but I just wanna tell you my feelings for you in person... Please, meet me on the school rooftop during the lunch break.
Love, your secret admirer.
And, of course, Kita had planted a note with a similar message in Joey's own locker:
Dear Joey, it began.
I like you, in spite of your mediocrity. Please meet me on the rooftop during the lunch break so that we may discuss this development. Lunch will be provided.
It was left unsigned, as that seemed to suit Kaiba's style. Kita rubbed her hands together in anticipation. All she would have to do is plant her pre-prepared picnic basket on the roof during her free block period four, then lock the pair on the roof until the end of lunch.
It was perfect!
-Thursday, 11:30 AM, School Rooftop-
"What the Hell are you doing here?"
Two voices shouted that same phrase in tandem as Kita locked the door to the school roof behind them. She climbed up into the ventilation system to creep on the two boys that she was matching.
"You left me a letter in my locker, or did you already forget?" Kaiba sneered at Joey.
"No way! You must've left me a letter in my locker... I came for the food," Joey huffed.
They glared furiously at each other before something finally dawned on them at the same time.
"We've both been tricked," Kaiba growled. He put down his brief case and sat against the nearest wall. He withdrew his laptop and began to type away at it.
"Damn!" Joey stormed over to the door and made to pull it open, then slam it back closed. It wouldn't budge.
"Silly proletariat," Kaiba chuckled briefly. "Did you think that whoever trapped us here would free his catch so easily?"
"It was worth a try, rich boy," Joey sulked. "I guess I'm stuck up here with you 'till whoever's locked us up here gets his laughs. Damn, I'm hungry."
"Tch," Kaiba snorted. "How very dogmatic of you."
"I ain't a dog, Kaiba!" Joey barked at him.
"I haven't said that you're a dog," Kaiba paused briefly. "Yet."
"Yeah, ya did!" Joey bit back. "Ya told me I was 'dogmatic'!"
"Dogmatic," Kaiba smirked. "As in, you adhere to a certain set of beliefs with the loyalty of a dog and the arrogance of one far above your status."
"So ya were callin' me a dog!" there was no convincing Joey otherwise.
Kaiba sighed, then rubbed his forehead, "Yes, I suppose so."
Joey's excitement deflated, "It's no fun if ya just agree with me."
"Hn," Kaiba smirked.
"No fair," Joey pouted. "Now I'm bored and hungry!"
He looked around the roof until something caught his eye.
"Oh hey, look!" he exclaimed joyfully. "It's a picnic basket! I wonder what's in it...?"
He took out the picnic blanket at the top, then spread it out. He sat on it as he unpacked the disposable napkins and eating utensils, then he came across a few large boxes of food. He opened the one labeled "Joey", and squealed gleefully at its contents.
"All right!" he exclaimed. "Curry bread, rice, and beef sandwiches! Man, whoever locked us up here is really awesome!"
"Stop!" Kaiba suddenly shut his laptop and rushed to stand. "That could be poisoned!"
"Aw, c'mon, Kaiba," Joey drawled. "Didn't ya learn anything from the cookies on Tuesday? Not everybody's out to getcha, so you don't have to be so paranoid. If they wanted to kill ya, why wouldn't they just shoot ya?"
"Listen up, Wheeler," Kaiba glared at him. "This isn't South Domino, where uncouth urchins roam the streets. It's possible. It's almost happened to me at least eight or nine times!"
"And I'm tellin' ya, if they wanted to poison ya, why would they get me involved?" Joey snorted. "I'll tell ya what. We'll each eat stuff from both boxes. If ya die, you've got the pleasure of takin' me down with ya. Then, when we get to the Scales where they weigh peoples' souls, you can say 'I told ya so,' okay?"
"Fine," and Kaiba opened the box with his name on it, which contained an identical meal. He couldn't deny it that he was pretty hungry.
Kaiba withdrew a sandwich from Joey's box. Joey took a curry bread from Kaiba's.
They bit into their selected items at the same time. Kaiba watched as Joey scarfed down the spherical food, waiting for him to collapse in agony as some toxic substance consumed him from the inside out. Seeing that it was safe, Kaiba hesitantly took another bite of the sandwich.
Now that he wasn't as concerned about dying a sudden and painful death, he noted that it was actually quite good. The beef was cut thickly, layered with Swiss cheese and a spicy horseradish spread. When he finally got around to trying the curry bread, he could tell that someone was a bit into symbolism here... the two dishes were far more similar than one would expect; both featured melt-in-your-mouth beef with spicy flavoring. Yet, at first glance, they were complete opposites in terms of texture and taste. Where the curry bread was sweet, the sandwiches were pungent, and where the sandwiches were relatively dry and crisp, the curry bread was moist and tender. In short, they complemented each other perfectly.
"Thish ish rheallhy good," Joey mumbled around a mouthful of sandwich.
"Don't chew and speak at the same time," Kaiba scolded. "Bad puppy."
Joey swallowed, "I'll ignore the dog comment in favor of the peace. It's kinda nice ta not fight ya for once..."
The fangirl peering through the ventilation squealed in anticipation.
"... but don't expect to do this again anytime soon," Joey continued. "Unless we're gettin' food like this again."
Kita facepalmed.
"Whatever," Kaiba replied, then went back to thoughtfully chewing at the curry bread in his hand. They finished their first boxes in relatively peaceful silence.
Kita was ready to scream. All they were doing was sitting there and eating! No talking, no fighting, no anything! She fisted her hair in frustration.
Joey finished first, "There's another box."
Kaiba finished shortly after, "I suppose we haven't been poisoned yet."
"Sweet!" Joey exclaimed before opening the third box. His eyes bugged out. "Woah, literally... sweet!"
In the third box, there was a small cake- just the right size for two people to share. It was intricately decorated with the image of a Blue Eyes White Dragon on the side covered with chocolate marzipan, and the image of its counterpart, the Red Eyes Black Dragon, on the side of the cake covered in vanilla fondant. There were also a couple of photographs of the dessert taped to the lid of the box.
"Hm, looks good," Kaiba commented, vaguely wondering if he could perhaps hire the chef to work in Kaiba Corp's cafeteria.
Joey hunted for a knife to split the cake, then withdrew it from the depths of the picnic basket. They cut the cake in half, then went on to eat it. They made almost no eye contact whatsoever.
Kita sighed. This was going nowhere very fast. She left her post and unlocked the door, walking dejectedly to her next class.
"Is the fangirl gone yet?" Joey whispered quietly. "Those guys are really creepy."
Kaiba's large ears twitched, listening carefully for Kita's fading footsteps. When he deemed her far away enough to be out of earshot, he nodded.
"Thank Ra for that," Joey shuddered. "I swear, it's like we get locked up in some obscure place by a psycho fangirl every week."
"Tch. Like you don't enjoy it," Kaiba reached over to feel up Joey's arm.
Joey laughed shortly, "Aren't there better places you could molest?"
"Hn, perhaps there are," and Kaiba smirked before leaning over Joey and claiming his lips.
They didn't leave until the bell rung for class.