Chapter Three
Two years later and I was sitting across from Ryou Bakura at Burger World.
"So, you're going to call him today, correct?" he asked. "You absolutely have to. You've spent two years fawning over him and that kiss of yours. Not to mention how much you've grown up. You're actually assertive now. Prove you're assertive and go get your man!"
I laughed. "Bakura, he's not my man. He's not anyone's man."
"Well, he could be your man. You just need to go out there and take what's yours!"
"I don't know," I sighed. "It's been two years since the kiss. There's no way he'd still like me."
"What makes you say that?" Bakura asked. He looked honestly confused. "You are probably the most wonderful girl I have ever met! Give me one good reason why he wouldn't like you!"
Up until then, I thought there had been a million or more reasons swimming around in my head, but once I was asked to present one, I realised that they were just all my little insecurities- things that made no sense for why someone wouldn't like me. My nose, my eyes, my waist. I couldn't say any of them because I knew Bakura would be able to strike them down with ease.
"I don't know," I said instead. "But I'm hardly the same girl than I was back then. I've changed. A lot. And-"
"Shh!" Bakura said. He was staring behind me.
Confused, I peeked behind my shoulder. I quickly ducked my head down.
"You have got to be kidding me," I said, covering my face. "What's he doing here?"
Seto freaking Kaiba had just walked into Burger World. He was here with Mokuba, along with a couple of bodyguards.
Bakura chuckled.
"What are you laughing about?" I hissed. "The man of my dreams just walked into the same room as me and you're laughing?"
"Sorry," he said with a grin, "it's just, what are the odds that Kaiba comes into the very same restaurant you're in?"
"One in a million," I grumbled.
"Seto, look!" I heard Mokuba say. I flinched.
Footsteps coming towards me. I knew very well who it was and I didn't know if I was ready to see him after all this time. After all, two years is a long time. A lot can happen in a year, let alone two.
"Hey," Seto said. "I see you're back in Domino."
I looked up at him and smiled. "Yeah. It's good to see you Seto."
"Ooo, you're on a first name basis with him," Bakura teased.
I looked at him, my eyes wide. "Ryou!"
Seto chuckled. I looked back at him.
"So, how have you been?" I asked him.
"I've been okay," Seto replied. He glanced at Bakura, then back to me. "How have you been?"
Before I could say anything, Bakura said, "Kaiba, would you like me to leave you two alone while you catch up?"
"No, it's fine," Seto told him. He glanced at me. "I was just wondering if I was interrupting something."
Bakura stared at him blankly. "What would you be interrupting?"
"Well, this kind of looks like a… uh… a date," Seto asked.
My eyes widened as I remembered two ago Seto asking me if I had a thing for Bakura. I guess no one ever told him that-
"How does no one ever figure out that I'm not swinging for that team?" Bakura said to me, practically pouting. "I mean, I think I play my role as your gay best friend perfectly well and yet everyone always thinks that we're dating." Bakura out his chin in his palm and looked at Seto with a smirk.
Seto was staring at us with wide eyes. "You mean he's still just a friend?"
"And always will be," I giggled.
"Well in that case, would you like to catch up sometime?" he asked me. "I mean, as long as you aren't busy or anything."
"I'd love to," I replied.
He nodded, took one last look at me, then walked away.
"Well," Bakura said, taking a sip of his cherry cola, "I ship it."