A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I'm working on my Yami No Koi fic mostly now as I want to get it over and done with. That and I still have Forbidden to finish, which is even more neglected that YNK. But I got bored so thought I should at least start this chapter.
I stepped out of Kaiba's apartment. I really hadn't wanted to leave, especially while he was still sleeping – damn that guy sleeps like a log… I must have broken at least 3 things while I'd been getting dressed and he didn't even flinch. While outside, I stared back up at the building. I really wish I could just stay there, but of course my mother would never let me live with someone that much older than me… although she does constantly moan that she wants me to get my own place. With a heavy sigh, I headed back home, where it was definitely going to get shouted at again.
"Ryou?" I stared blankly up at the sky and everything else just seemed like a distant blur.
"Yo, Ryou. You in there, man?" The hand waved in front of my eyes but I didn't really want to see it. So I just closed my eyes and sighed.
"Ryou!" I opened my eyes slowly and was welcomed with the site of Malik sat on top of me. "Stop ignoring me!" He moaned. I closed my eyes again and turned my head to the side.
"Hey!" I wasn't in the mood for this. I felt tired physically and mentally. How could one guy have this effect on me? Everything just felt so unreal right now… meeting him, spending time with him… having sex with him. It was as though my plain old life had been thrown into the air and left for me to pick up the pieces. I sighed again as the image of Kaiba sleeping crept back into my mind.
"Malik…" I muttered. My friend stopped nagging me to pay attention to him and blinked as I looked up at him. "How do you know if someone loves you?" Malik blinked a while longer before a glint came to his violet eyes.
"Ah my dear Ryou!" He yelled as he jumped up into an over dramatic pose. "Could it be that yooooouuuuu have fallen in loooovvveee?" I hated when he sang like that. I sat up lazily and perched myself on my elbows.
"That's not what I said." I mumbled, as I knew where this was all going.
"Oh, but you must be! Otherwise you wouldn't care if someone loved you, riiiiight?" He quickly hugged my shoulders and rubbed his cheek against mine. "My little Ry-Ry is all grown up!" I shoved him away and sighed.
"Look Malik, will you cut the hyperactive crap and just listen. I'm trying to talk seriously here but if you can't listen then I won't bother." The Egyptian stopped bouncing about and sighed.
"Ok sorry, sorry. You just took me by surprise. So who is it?"
"You wouldn't know him." I stated blankly.
"Really? Hm… does that mean she's older? Oh or maybe she's foreign like me!" I sweat dropped, taking special notice of how he said 'she'.
"Uh… w-well they're definitely older."
"How much?" I thought for a second. To be honest I had no idea how old Kaiba was. He looked like he was in his early 20's, but then you do get some really older guys who look really young.
"Uh… I think about 20… 25."
"What? Years older?" Malik blinked.
"No! His age!"
"Ah so he's around 20. I see…" Malik continued to nod in an acknowledging way. Then he froze. "Wait! Did you just say it's a He?" He grabbed me by the shoulders and shook me violently. "Is it true, Ry-Ry? Have you been taken to the dark side?"
"Ma.Lik.Shop.Sha.King.Me!" I yelled in desperation as my head began to spin.
"Sorry. But seriously?"
"…Y-yea." I muttered as I rubbed my head; a soft blush burning my cheeks.
"Oh wow!" Malik cheered as he jumped up. "Ry-Ry has become a H.O.M.O!" He cried out whilst doing a cheerleader dance.
"Wah! Malik shut up!"
"But Ry-Ry this is a joyous day! All these years I've been trying to hook you up with guys and here you are head over heels with another man!" I grabbed his legs and dragged him to the floor.
"Malik just shut up I don't want the whole world to know."
"So. So. Tell me! Tell me! Who is he?" I froze awkwardly at the question. I don't know if it's a good idea to tell him Kaiba's name. What if he searches his address and goes stalking him? Malik's way over protective like that… then again if I don't say now he'll bug me for an eternity.
"Uh. Urm.. hi-his names Kaiba." I muttered. Malik's eyes seemed to widen and I started at him, frightened to death about what was coming next.
"Kaiba? Kaiba? Oh my lord, Ryou please don't tell me it's the Kaiba?" I blinked.
"Eh?"
"Kaiba. You know Kaiba the famous novelist! He's like my favourite romance writer in the universe. Ah I have all his novels!" He seemed to drift off into some weird dream; but Kaiba? A romance novelist? That couldn't be. He's too cruel and unromantic to be a professional writer. I shrugged the idea off and filed it under completely ridiculous.
"Malik that's completely and utterly-"
"Look I even have his latest novel here!" He yelled shoving the glossy cover into my face. "I got it in a limited edition cover that can only be owned by 5 people from a special prize draw. I had to do about 500 entries to get it so don't rip the cover or I'll murder you." Amazingly he managed the talk about slaughtering me in his sweet and innocent voice… creepy. As he rambled on I flicked through the pages. This guy can't be that good if I've never heard of him. Then again romance isn't really my style. I like to read horror and manga. The pages were pristine as was to be expected from Malik; especially if this was one of his many prized possessions. I flipped onto the cover page and glanced at the image of the author that resided there. At first I stared at is uninterested. The guy had brown hair, brilliant blue eyes… my eyes slowly widened and glanced down at the name underneath.
S.E.T.O.K.A.I.B.A.
The second I read the last letter I disappeared in a cloud of smoke and Malik was left talking to himself. This couldn't be! Kaiba was a famous novelist? How in the name of hell could I not know? Why didn't he say? Is that why he thought I just wanted him for sex or money?
I slammed into the door of his apartment before rapidly ramming my fist into it. I wonder if he's awake yet?
"Kaiba! Kaiba! It's Ryou, are you there?" The door opened slowly and a wan face peered at me, and a bitter expression form into it as he recognised me.
"Ugh, didn't I fuck you already? Get lost."
"You're Kaiba!" I yelled, pointing my finger at him. He stared at me in silence for a while
"And?"
"You're Kaiba! Seto Kaiba!" I tried again. I couldn't seem to get my words to convey my message. A look of annoyance came over Kaiba's face.
"Go away and leave me alone." He said blankly as he began to shut the door. I slammed by foot in the way and pushed it back open with all my will power.
"You're Kaiba the novelist! You're a novelist and you never told me! You just let me carry on like an idiot! Whydidn'tyoutellmeyou asshole?" I breathed heavily and could feel him looking at me, as I stood keeled over in the doorway.
"Does it really matter if I tell you?" I looked up at him and blinked. His expression was hard to read, but he seemed kind of upset. "If you didn't know it doesn't matter." I continued to stare at him as he leaned him closer to my face. "Hm. I guess that means you really do love me." He mumbled before pressing his lips against mine. Tingles ran though my body as his tongue began to run over my chapped lips and slid inside my mouth. Slowly I felt my eyes closing and I wrapped my arms around his neck. I melted into his touch as his hands ran up under my shirt and burnt my skin with their warmth. I could feel his hot breathe blowing onto my face and I could feel myself growing lost in this feeling. It felt so wonderful, but I couldn't let this happen. If this happened just after I discovered he was a famous novelist, he might get the wrong idea.
"Wait." I mumbled into his kiss and felt slight regret as he pulled away and left me feeling cold. His brow furrowed as he looked at me and I looked back defiantly.
"Kaiba… I don't want you to think I like you just because of who you are. I mean, of course I like you for who you are but I don't want you feeling like I only want you because of your being a novelist." He didn't seem to change his expression. He didn't smile, he didn't look sad or anything. He just looked at me with those intense blue eyes.
"I don't." He stated. I sighed in relief and smiled. That was until he spoke again. "If you were an idiot enough to not realise who I was then you clearly aren't smart enough to say something like that without meaning it." I felt my eyes shrink and my lips tightened.
"Shut up, baka!" I yelled and jumped at him. He managed to grab me but we both landed on the floor and lay there. My face was pressed into his chest and his arm was resting on my back. I looked up and blushed slightly as our eyes met.
"I love you." I mumbled, and lightly pressed my lips against his.
TBC
A/N: Sorry again I haven't really being doing anything lately. 6th form is being a bitch and now when I have free time all I want to do is sleep and listen to music. But I read through some of my old one-shots and decided it was time I started writing again. I hope you like this chapter. It should be continued but I need to come up with some ideas first.