A/N: Well I only got one review which didn't give me much confidence about carrying on with this but just for that one person, I will continue. Good thing is I' in a better than when I wrote part 1 so it might not be as depressing and filled with hate for chavs lol. And the reason I'm in a better mood? I just found the last 2 books for Gravitation and I will have yaoi manga to read at school. Hell yes! Also just so you know, some time has passed between the end of the last chapter and the start of this one… seening as that happened sometimes in Gravitation and as I said before, I'm doing this fic in a Gravitation style… well… the stories similar lol
I stared at the door, not quite sure why I had bothered come here. This was a stupid idea. He would just tell me to "get lost kid" or "do I know you?"… I could even hear his voice saying the little quotes I'd thought up in my head. It was kind of creepy. But I'm still pretty sure that he won't let me in, let alone stay here. Especially after what happened last time. And no I'm not talking about when I threw up on his floor and he ditched me at my house. I've raided his house several times before since then… but I didn't get very far. The first time he just shut the door in my face after I asked to come in; second time he let me in but kicked me out after I slipped, and fell onto him and thus ripping his shirt, pushing us both onto his coffee table and smashing the coffee table. Yea… it was bad.
My hand lifted shakily as I made to knock on the door, but low and behold, Kaiba opened it before I could even move my hand forwards. I jerked, my jaw clenched tight shut and a blush became obvious across my face. He stared down at me but I just stared right back, I'd kind of got used to that glint in his eye: the one that suggested he wanted to murder me.
"Oh great." He said with a smirk. "The walking fuzzball is here to see me."
"Hey! You don't have to be so mean." I yelled, thus setting the tone for the rest of my – most likely to be – short visit.
"Well you're asking for it. You look like a freaking furby!" He folded his arms over his torso and continued to stare down at me. "So, what is it this time? Have you come to break something else? Or perhaps you want to put my clothes through shredder?" I bowed my head slightly.
"I- I'm sorry." I mumbled. I could sense he was surprised… then again how could I know I'm looking at the ground for Christ sake. "I didn't mean to ruin your stuff. And I didn't mean to make you mad. A-and I just wanted to say… urm… That is that I… I… think I lo-" I was cut off as a fist collided with my skull and I keeled over on the floor, cradling the swelling on my head. "Ah… wha-what was that for?" I croaked through tears.
"Don't get all sentimental on me you fool. I'm well aware of your little crush."
Sweet mother of mercy! I'm not sure why I thought that… but it sure sounds funny. I peered up shyly.
"R-really?" I sobbed.
"Yea, yea now come in." He said, walking off and into the living room. My head still in agony, I slunk in like a snail and lay half dead on the floor once I got there. He looked at me unimpressed as I remained as a corpse on the floor.
"Why the hell are you acting like a moron?" Kaiba said cruelly. I blinked and stared up at him. Actually I wasn't quite sure why I was acting like this… usually I'd just try to beat the shit out of him (with no prevail obviously) and then yell some more and leave in a rage. But it seemed like no matter how I acted he made me feel insignificant and stupid.
"I dunno." I finally replied as I sat up, still massaging the painful part of my skull.
"Then stop it already you look ridiculous." I bowed my head and felt my cheeks warming.
"Sorry."
"And stop apologizing, yeesh no wonder you don't have a girlfriend!"
"WHAT!" I screamed as I got to my feet and stood over him. "IS THAT A WAY TO TALK TO SOMEONE WHO LO-" and then my head was reacquainted with Mr. Fist. "Owey." I muttered as I curled up on the floor in the fetal position.
"Pathetic." Kaiba growled before getting up and walking out of the room. I remained on the floor and twiddled my thumbs, feeling just a little uncomfortable. It felt like the walls had absorbed Kaiba's evil stare and were now directing it at me. I shivered at the thought of a Kaiba house. Like a haunted house only much scarier. Then if he was so scarey, why couldn't I stop thinking about him? Well I figured that one out days ago. I sighed. But how could the term "love" be tossed around so easily? I still barely knew the guy and I felt like I couldn't get away from this feeling. It psyched me out. Just like when we learnt in physics that your skin is covered in electrons so you never actually touch anything or anyone. It just made me feel so lonely. And that's kind of how this makes me feel: lonely because I have these feelings that I'm not even sure I want and Kaiba obviously doesn't give a damn… he's probably just indulging my fantasy so he can crumble me when he gets uncomfortable. Then again, he doesn't seem like the type of guy to put up with someone like me just for shits and giggles.
"I doubt he even knows the meaning of shits and giggles." I thought aloud.
"What?" The deep voice said from behind me and I bristled.
"Gah! Ah… I was just talking to myself!" I said hastily. Kaiba just sat back on the sofa and closed his eyes. Now that I look at him he does look pretty tired.
"Uh… Kaiba, if you're tired I can leave." I said, silently hopeful that he would let me stay. He peered at me through one eye.
"Nah, I can stand to be awake for a little while longer." (hoorah!) "But if you get too annoying I may reconsider." I blushed slightly as I stared up at him. So maybe he does like me; at least in a friendly kind of way anyways.
"Why do you always sit on the floor?" He mumbled. "You're more like a damned pet than a person." I stiffened (no, not like that!).
"Uh, ok I'll move." I said awkwardly as I moved over and sat next to him on the sofa. My muscles were tensed now and I could barely move I was that nervous. But why should I be? This guy has no interest in me and I sure as hell ain't gay… am I?
"How are you?" Kaiba said gruffly. My stomach lurched and I looked over at him in a fluster.
"Wh-what?" I stammered. He didn't even look at me when he spoke, just sat there looking all cool and collect.
"I said: how are you?" I blinked and continued to stare. He just closed his eyes and sighed. "After the other day… seeing as your were almost raped." I continued to blink unsurely. I mean, I knew what he was talking about but it bewildered me to have him show some concern.
"Uh… fine… I guess."
"What do you mean you guess?" He said more sternly this time as he turned to look at me. My jaw clenched and I bristled.
"I'm fine, really!" I said waving my hands about. "I was just so surprised to hear you ask me that."
"Well don't look into it. I was just being polite." I felt my heart sink slightly. He sighed again heavily and leaned back on the sofa. "So why me?" He said after a few moments of silence.
"Huh?" Was my intelligent reply. But before he could give me one of those evil glares I found myself rambling on. "Uh, well I don't know I just got pissed at you after you said that thing to me and then I decided to follow you, god knows why, and then I guess after you saved me I just feel like I owe you something and I kinda want to get to know you 'cause you seem cool and stuff and I dunno-" I was cut off from my mindless rambling, half relieved that he'd made me stop, but the fact that he'd used a kiss to shut me up I was shocked to say the least. I froze, and felt my body getting warm as his lips moved over mine. My skin prickled violently when I felt his hand move up my leg and an almost painfully sweet sensation ran down my spine. A blush went on all out war across my face and I lost my breath. Pushing him away, I panted for air as I stared at him, unsure.
"Wha… what are you doing?" I said between gasps. He just stared at me blankly.
"This is what you want, isn't it?" I blinked questioningly.
"What? N-no I…"
"Then what is it? Money? A cheesy date so you can show off to your friends? If not sex then what the fuck could you want?" Suddenly I felt such a pain in my chest (not a physical pain but an emotional one). Was this all he got from the world, people wanting him for money or sex? I lowered my gaze and sat uncomfortably as he leaned over me.
"I don't want that… not at all." He scoffed slightly.
"A likely story. So you're saying you don't like me in that way, and you don't want me to be like this. You're saying that you just want to be friends." He chuckled.
"But…" I began, looking up at him. "I don't mean it like that… I mean… I like you, but I don't want you just for sex." I felt myself going red again, thus began my rambling. "I mean it would be nice but of course that's not all I want and I guess if you really don't like me at all then there's nothing I can do but then again it would be nice if…"
"Shut up." He said bluntly. "You always start rambling like a damn idiot. It's annoying." I bowed my head again.
"I'm sorry." And just with that he pushed me back into the sofa with my arms pinned on either side of my head. My eyes widened and my breath caught in my throat.
"What did I tell you about apologizing!" He yelled. But before I could answer his lips brutally collided with mine, most likely bruising them. I clenched my hands into fists and my whole body went stiff as he pushed his tongue into my mouth. I couldn't keep myself from letting out small noises as the hot muscle trailed along the roof of my mouth and began to coax my own tongue into movement. I closed my eyes and dared to push my tongue against his, and my stomach flipped as he moved it away, making mine move into his mouth. Before I could pull it back, teeth sank lightly into the soft flesh, and held it firmly in place. My eyes flew open and all I could see was his eyes staring back at me. I felt alarm rising in me as he smirked and moved a hand under my shirt.
"Um ah mu muim?" I tried to speak (translates to "What are you doing?"), but he just continued the assault of cold fingers on my pale chest. "Ah!" I cried as the icy feeling hit the sensitive skin of my nipple. I shut my eyes tight, still trying to pull my tongue away. I could sense Kaiba's amusement as I struggled to break free, but also not wanting it to end. I couldn't understand the contradiction in my mind. I liked Kaiba, I wanted to spend all my time with him, I wanted to feel like he wanted to be with me; but I didn't want this: him thinking that all I wanted was sex, and thus that being all we did. My thoughts trailed away as he began to kiss down my stomach. I had barely noticed that my tongue was free and my shirt was raised over my chest. I stared up at the ceiling, finding my mind going into a blank buzz. His fingertips ran along the rim of my jeans, and once they were gone, there was nothing left in his way.
-------(AN: NYAHAHA! See this is in Gravi style, I phased out just as the explicit stuff began!)------
I groaned as I rolled over on the bed. God knows how I'd moved from the sofa to here but who cares, I was exhausted and it was warm here. I felt the soft sheets run across my bare skin, and that's when it hit me.
"Gah!" I screamed as I realised that I was butt naked and lying in what I could only guess was Kaiba's bed: although he wasn't in it. I looked around frantically, pulling the sheets about as if he'd be hiding under them; I even resorted to throwing a few pillows over my shoulder.
"What the hell are you doing to my bed?" His voice came as a shock from next to me. I looked up at him dumbfounded as to why I hadn't seen him. I blinked as I realised that he was dressed (except for the unbuttoned shirt, which I must say looked rather fetching on him with his toned body and all). "What?" He said (kind of) innocently. I felt my whole body go hot as I realised I was uncovered and sat before him on his bed.
"Uh… I-I was just…" I stuttered as I desperately grasped at the covers and put them over myself. I froze as I heard a chuckle coming from Kaiba and my head shot up.
"Why are you covering yourself?" he said in a strangely sensual way. I watched cautiously as he slunk down to the bed and sat next to me. "It's not like I haven't seen it all before." He whispered as his lips came close to my ear. My eyes widened and my jaw clenched tightly at the feeling of his breath on my skin.
"Wah!" I blurted out as I pulled away from him and covered my ear with my hand. "Wh-wh-what… why are you being like this all of a sudden?" I said half laughing in hysterics. I watched as Kaiba sat there a little less enthusiastically now as he placed a pokey stick in his mouth.
"Fine then." He stated simply and leaned against the headboard of the bed. I felt myself bristle and my face went red.
"WHAT!" I yelled. "How can you just suddenly toss me aside and act like nothings happened?" I waved my arms about frantically as he remained in his usual cool state.
"Easy. I can imagine it was someone else." His words shot through me painfully. He momentarily removed the pokey from his mouth in order to speak, "because I don't like you." Before placing it back.
"Then why did you sleep with me?" I blubbered with tears in my eyes. He shrugged carelessly.
"I was bored."
"WAH? That's so mean!" I cried as I punched him pathetically on the chest over and over. But my fit came to a halt when he wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me closer. I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable as the covers left my body and I found myself pressed against his warm body. Chills ran down my skin as I looked up at him and his fingers caressed my skin softly. He sighed.
"Why do you insist on being such a pain?" He mumbled. As I sat there, I couldn't resist taking the end of the pokey in my mouth and tug at it lightly.
"Who you callin' annoying?" I said in an equally mumbled voice. I leered at him half playfully and he stared back, not seeming impressed with my steeling some of his food. I didn't care though, I mean come on I was sat there naked pressed against this guy so how bothered could I be?
Feeling his grip tighten around me, I slowly slipped my hands under his shirt and felt the firm, yet soft skin that lay there.
"You're such an annoyance." Kaiba mumbled, not sounding like he meant it, so I let it pass. I tugged on the pokey again, but to my distain it snapped and I fumbled to get it back in my mouth. At least now I could lay my head on his chest, and so I did. I closed my eyes and listened to the heartbeat within his chest. It was actually extremely calm compared to mine. I could feel it knocking away at my chest like there was no such thing as heart attacks. I munched a little on the half a pokey I had stolen and lightly ran my palm over Kaiba's stomach. It was nice to feel his skin against mine. It just felt right.
"You never told me." Kaiba suddenly said, breaking the silence. I looked up at him. "Why do you keep coming back here? Why are you so enthralled by me?" My brow furrowed as I looked at his calm face, eyes focused elsewhere across the room. I pulled away from him slightly so that I could face him properly, and I felt his grip on me loosen.
"I want to be with you." I put simply. I kind of surprised myself with those words. He looked down at me almost in an unsure way.
"But why? I only treat you like crap."
"No you don't… you didn't last night." I muttered the last part, looking away as my cheeks went red. "I guess it's because… because I… I…" I was almost afraid to say it, remembering how he had stopped me before when I tried to. But I swallowed hard and looked him in the eye. "I love you." He fell silent and looked at me as if he didn't even care. I stared back defiantly and waited for a reply; but none came.
"Well if you don't believe me then there's not much I can do about it. But if you'll let me…" Before I knew what I would say next, I moved back to my old position next to Kaiba and began to kiss his chest. I wasn't sure what I was doing, but I couldn't find the words to say, so my only option was to show him. I slowly moved my way down to his stomach and could feel a lump growing in my throat as I came closer to where I supposed my target was. I'll admit that I was a little scared… I mean… I'd never done anything like this before. My fingers began to undo his belt tentatively, and I could feel them shaking.
"Stop it." Kaiba said in his usual cold voice, but it sounded less harsh than usual. I peered up from my position between his legs and saw his face was covered by his bangs. It made his eyes disappear and his face seemed more sorrowful than usual.
"Kaiba…" I muttered. I sat back up so my face was levelled with his, it was still facing down and I just wanted to see his eyes, then maybe I could tell what he was feeling. My hand gently touched his cheek and I slowly lifted his head. I tried to get closer so I could see his eyes, but they were still covered. "Kaiba." I breathed as my lips just brushed his.
My eyes shot open when I heard an almighty noise coming from Kaiba. I leant back slightly and stared at him in blind confusion.
"Urm… Kaiba?" I watched still confused as he fell sideways onto the bed and steady snoring began to come from him. I blinked and leaned closer to him. He was asleep… but how could he fall to sleep so easily? But to be honest I was a little tired too, even though I had slept a bit. It must be only about an hour after we finished. I shyly lay down next to his warm, calm body, and moved his arm so it held my waist. I felt like I was taking advantage of him while he was in this state, but it's not like I planned to do anything serious, I only wanted him to hold me. After all, wasn't it only normal for someone to hold you after they'd just made love to you? Saying it like that made me feel stupid, but I didn't just want to call it sex. That word sounded too impersonal.
I snuggled up against him and placed a soft kiss on his cheek. I guess maybe he wasn't so bad; especially when he was sleeping.
AN: Tada. There second part all done I'm trying to figure out a way to get this done sooner rather than later, so I'm trying to find a way to make similar things from Gravitation happen but in a less short time span is that even possible? There's so much I kind of can't use in this. Well I'll try to make it more original, but maybe I could make Kaiba have a dark secret like Yuki…
Kaiba: What so you've put no thought into me at all?
Bak'240: Other than making you act like Yuki (and kind of like you), no.
Yuki: He doesn't act like me at all! And why the fuck am I talking here I'm not even in this fic, nor am I in any of your other fics!
Bak'240: Ah but you may be in one of my fics of the future
Yuki: Whatever, just so long as I don't have to be with that damned punk.
Shuichi: Hey! You better not be talking about me!
Ryou: Am I supposed to act like Shuichi? Because I don't think you're doing a very good job of it to be honest.
Bak'240: GAH! Too many voices