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Cookie Jar III.
Seto spotted Shizuka walking home alone. Reminiscing the first story made his cheeks burn again. Once again, was it from embarrassment or anger? He pulled to the curb and lowered the window. Shizuka turned to see Seto in his car.
"Kaiba," she said.
"Kawai" he replied.
Silence drew upon them as they stared at each other. It was as almost as if they were a dueling a game of their own. A staring contest, and the first one to blink loses in humiliation. A drop of water fell from the night sky making Shizuka look up. Not having an umbrella on her, she broke the silence, "I don't have my umbrella. I must hurry home."
Bowing to the egotist, she quickly took foot. Seto pushed the gas pedal, and was watching her as more drops of water began to fall. She was about to walk across the street when Seto made a sharp right turn, and blocked her.
"Get in," he ordered and without thinking she took his advice by grabbing the handle, pulling the door open, sitting in, and closing it.
"I appreciate your thoughtfulness. To what do I owe your generosity?" she asked blushing, but thankfully there were no lights in the car. Seto rose the passenger side window up.
Seto looked at her and saw two dark shadows on her cheek. He smirked and pretended not to notice, "A weekend at your place."
Shizuka's eyes widened and bowed again not knowing how to respond. Her cheeks became darker, making Seto grin this time.
"Mr. Kaiba, welcome to my humble little home," she unlocked her door as they both stepped in. Closing the door behind her, they took off both their shoes. Seto slipped his feet in a pair of slippers. Shizuka did the same and sat her backpack down on the sofa. Grabbing her laptop, she sat on the sofa and started working on her homework. Thankfully, her homework wasn't due till sometime next week. She wanted to get done and over with since she planned her weekend to go out shopping.
Shizuka was making minimum wage that she saved up money to buy necessities which doesn't happen to often. She placed her phone on the table and grabbed her other supplies, "Kaiba, please make yourself at home. Would you like me to get a cup of coffee or tea?"
"Black coffee," he ordered as she walked eight steps to her stove and turned it on. Grabbing kettle from the dish rack, she turned on the water and let the water run through the kettle. Placing a coffee bag in the kettle, she turned off the running water and placed it on the fire. She walked back to her table and grabbed her laptop.
Seto rose an eyebrow, "Homework?"
"Excuse me Kaiba, but I must," she began to type away as if she was concentrating in her own little world.
Two hours went by and Seto began to wonder if Shizuka had heard about the site. If she was an author, he would totally sue her, however, he had no concrete evidence. He was on his laptop working. Stories ponder in his mind wondering if she was really author, what would she write about. Would she write about herself? The thought of her writing about herself and pin-head or dice-boy made he angry, even though he did not understand why. He knew there had to be stories about either of them as well. If authors wrote about her and pin-head, it would be mushy. If authors wrote about her and dice-boy, it would not surprise him if they had dice-boy showered in her expensive accessories and clothes.
She smiled, "Great! All done!"
Seto looked up and saw her put her papers away in her folder and back in her bag. The rain began to hit the roof harder. He was glad to come after all. Getting out of the mansion was a good idea.
"Now to do some research," Shizuka stretched her body, and her fingers landed on the keyboard and typed away.
She clicked the links and rose an eyebrow. Wondering what piqued her interest, Kaiba was curious to know what site she was talking about.
"Ever heard of fanfiction, Kaiba? She asked as she clicked through the links to where the first story was at.
"No, never," he now knows that she is not an author.
"Before you spotted me, I had received a text message from Rebecca to check it out," she clicked on her name and clicked the search button.
"What is it?" Kaiba lied.
"Well, judging from the site it seems to me a bunch of authors who have wild imaginations... Kind of like doujinshi," she summarized making the site sensible.
"Makes sense, but how do we know these authors are not just producing rumors? I swear if they mention me on the site, I won't hesitate to sue," Kaiba crossed his arms and legs even though they have mentioned his name a number of times. Making him have an asshole personality didn't sit well with im. He leaned back and wanted to see what Shizuka had to say about it.
"Technically, Kaiba, I don't believe you should sue for I believe the authors are not spreading any kind of rumors. Yes, I understand the site is open to the general public, and these authors have a way with words. Before suing, why not try giving the site a chance? Obviously, these authors have a wish for certain things even though it may or may not ever happen," Shizuka defended the site because she wanted to read what authors have wrote about her.
"You make a fine observation, Kawai," he was taken back by her words.
"Thank you, Kaiba, and please call me Shizuka," she smiled at him.
He rose an eyebrow, "As you wish... Shizuka."
She never thought she would be sitting next to the great dragon in her own apartment, but before they started to read a story they found what was called shipping. The list was long, and each shipping kept getting more and more disturbing. Of course, each shipping explained who or whom it was, until Shizuka reached to puppyshipping. Getting quiet, Shizuka's cheeks told Kaiba something else. He looked what was typed next to puppyshipping, and all hell broke lose.
"THAT'S IT! I'M PROSECUTING CHARGES THIS INSTANT!" he took out his phone and was about to dial his attorney, until Shizuka placed her laptop on her table and took the phone away.
"What?" Seto tried to grab the phone back.
"Kaiba, calm down. I'm sure the authors don't mean harm. Remember these stories are all fictitious!" Shizuka slid his phone into her pocket and stood up.
Kaiba did the unthinkable by grabbing her left wrist and making her sit in between her cheeks. Instantly her cheeks went from the color to pink lemonade to the color of strawberries. Seto took noticed and grinned. Not understanding why, he ended up liking her reactions. Her blushing told it all. Did pin-head or dice-boy ever make her feel this way? I hope not! He slowly reached into her pocket and grabbed his phone. She was about to make haste, but Seto locked her ankles by using his own.
"Kaiba, what are you-" she was interrupted by Seto's hand on her chin making her look at him.
"I promise not to sue if you obey my command," he suggested as she admit defeat.
"Look Kaiba, I'm not happy either. Some of these authors prefer me with Honda or Ryuuji, but I'm not going to sue the company that owns this site for something like that," she kept the topic going.
"So, you're saying you prefer these authors write about you and me?" he grinned, teasing her.
"Um..." she had no idea what to say. What would it be like to in a relationship with the cold-hearted dragon?
She answered his question with another question which had to be the best comeback, "Are you?"
Seto's eyes widened not even thinking about them when he just wanted to sue company for puppyshipping. He let go of her chin.
"Continue with the list," he still had his ankles locked onto hers as she reached for the table and try her best not to lean back. She sat up straight, but Kaiba knew she was in uncomfortable position. However, he was curious to know what their shipping was called since they haven't ran to each others name yet.
"Silentshipping," she responded to him, pointing to the screen.
"Well... what are you waiting for... amuse me, Shizuka," he gently grabbed her hand and possessed her to click on the filters.
Pardon my grammar.
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Preview of Cookie Jar IV.
"Are we done with our filters?" Seto asked, hoping to read another story about he and Shizuka.
"I wonder why the update and ratings box are highlighted green?" Shizuka was curious as she placed her mouse over the ratings box.
"Probably because you can't change the ratings," Kaiba suggested even though he never did click on it back home.
Clicking the arrow down, they both blushed at the very last list... Rated M.