A/N: Last part up. Haha. I might write an epilogue, or another chapter but with the rate I'm going, I'll have to think about it. It's kinda difficult to write several stories and try to update them simultaneously, y'know? Sheesh. What was I thinking… anyway, I hope you like this chapter. Don't forget to tell me what you think after reading!
Funny thing, my friend just called. She demands an epilogue. How about you guys?
OH. Warning, btw. To go with the flow of the story, there is seriously no angst here. I mean, none. Nada. It's weird and oddly refreshing. Don't know why. Haha.
Part V
"Stop fidgeting."
Yami sighed and flipped the pages of his History book absent-mindedly. His hikari sighed in return, sitting beside him.
"I'm an idiot," he whispered.
"You are."
"Yuugi!"
The other boy laughed before hugging him tight. "It's okay, Yami," Yuugi assured him. "He's going to understand. It's not like you did it on purpose right?"
Yami frowned, looking down. He didn't. Of course not, but the thing was, how in the world would Seto react to that?
It was the day after and he still hadn't heard anything from the brunet. Did he scare Seto away? But that didn't make sense. He didn't think Seto could be easily 'scared' by that. Yami closed the book and sighed in defeat. He was thinking in circles and he wasn't coming to any conclusions. Besides, dropping the phone was an accident. It really wasn't his fault!
... was it?
Yami looked up and smiled contritely at Yuugi, silently apologizing for ignoring him. Yuugi grinned just as the bell rang to signal the start of classes. It was World History class and everyone was preparing their stuff. He glanced at the vacant seat beside his. Seto wasn't here yet.
When two more classes ended and there was still no sign of the CEO, Yami became worried. The class before lunch break ended early and he had time to sit at any table he wanted in the cafeteria. He carried his tray outside, to the same spot under the tree by the courtyard. If Seto was going to catch class, he would go here first, wouldn't he?
It just went without saying that when Yami, as he waited for the brunet to come, fell asleep on his half-eaten sandwich, Seto Kaiba arrived. Seto's eyes widened at the sight that greeted him and smiled absent-mindedly. In the secluded aclove of trees, Yami looked peaceful as he slumbered. Seto approached him and kissed him lightly.
The feel of lips over his own brought Yami back to his senses as he slowly opened his eyes, blinking confusedly until he could decipher a pair of familiar blue eyes gazing at him. He scrambled backwards in surprise as his mouth hung open. Seto smirked and brushed a fallen strand of hair from his face.
"Hello," the brunet greeted.
"Seto!"
"Yes, that's my name. Glad to know you still remember," Seto teased, stifling his chuckle as Yami blushed.
"You're here."
"I know. Amazing, isn't it?"
Yami couldn't help but smile back. Seto hadn't bothered to change into his uniform so now, he was crouching in front of Yami wearing a coat and tie, and his khaki pants. Yami pulled on his necktie to drag him close as the other, free hand went to the back of his head. Before long, Yami was kissing him and Seto smiled when he pulled away.
"I thought you were avoiding me. I was worried," the ex-spirit admitted. "I was really just being klutzy, I swear."
"I know."
"So why--"
Seto sighed tiredly, finally revealing the reason to his 'avoidance'.
"There was an emergency situation at the office," he explained. "I couldn't leave it to the idiots that let the hacker in."
Yami nodded, understanding flashing on his face while he grabbed an uneaten sandwich from his bag. Good thing Yuugi made him another one, eh? He handed it to Seto, who looked at him quizzically. The ex-spirit grinned knowingly.
"Eat it, I bet you skipped meals," Yami pointed out. He'd heard enough of his aibou and Mokuba talking about Seto's apparent dislike of eating on-time.
"I'm not hungry."
"Of course you aren't. I'm still telling you to eat."
"Well, aren't you persistent today?" Seto remarked dryly although the amusement was clear in his eyes.
"What are you going to do about it?" Yami challenged, leaning towards him.
Seto chuckled, pulling him close.
"I have some ideas..." Seto smirked, to which Yami simply rolled his eyes at.
"Come on, eat the sandwich, Kaiba," Yami used the most stern, convincing voice he could muster. The mock seriousness on his face was so amusing that Seto couldn't help but laugh as he followed the instruction. He unfolded the paper napkin that wrapped the sandwich and delicately peeled the edges of the toasts. It was a weird habit.
Yami chuckled and as Seto ate quietly, laid his head on Seto's shoulder. He closed his eyes, relishing the moment between them. It was peaceful, days like this when people hardly paid them any attention. Or bothered to meddle in businesses that were not their own. The silence between them was comfortable and reassuring. Until Seto suddenly sat up and stared at him. Yami eyed him suspiciously.
"Yes?" He asked.
"I dare you to cut class."
Yami blinked.
"You're insane."
"Fine. I double dare you."
Yami mock-scoffed at Seto and ruffled his hair playfuly. Seto was grinning, his eyes twinkling with mischief. How Yami could ever deny Seto anything was beyond him; and from the likes of it? He felt he didn't want to know the answer to it anyway. Yami sighed, though, and pretended to ignore the other boy until Seto conceded and pouted beside him.
"You're being uncharacteristically childlish today," the ex-spirit commented.
"Is it working?" the CEO countered.
"Why do you want to cut class? You already skipped your morning classes, you know," Yami replied. The next class was certainly boring but that didn't mean they could miss it. Did it?
Seto smirked. Yami stared at him.
Seto surprised him by standing up and dragging Yami with him.
"Come on," the brunet called, persistent like a child would to a mother as they head to the candy store.
"Where are we going?" Yami inquired, disgruntled as he pulled his bag close. Seto didn't answer as he headed towards the parking lot. Yami's eyes widened, realizing what the brunet was planning. He started tugging on Seto's arm.
"Seto, we can't cut class! Seto!"
"I know," the brunet drawled. He stopped in front of his car and dropped Yami's hand. At Yami's confusion, he made sure to smile, in the hopes of assuring the former pharaoh that everything was okay. Seto then walked towards the passenger seat.
"Close your eyes," he told Yami. As Yami obeyed, Seto opened the door and took out a box. The small figure hiding in the box leaped out from where the blanket was covering it and barked. At the sound, Yami jumped and he couldn't help but open his eyes. When he did, Yami found the coolest green eyes he had ever seen in the planet.
The puppy blinked at him and Yami gasped, looking at a blushing Seto.
"Do you like him?" Seto asked gruffly, hiding his uncertainty in his voice.
"You got me a puppy?" Yami questioned incredulously. The blush on the brunet's face deepened and he looked away, embarrassed.
"If you don't like him, we can return him, I guess," Seto quipped defensively.
The puppy barked its disapproval and buried itself dejectedly in the corner of the box. They both looked at it before staring at each other in disbelief. Was the puppy... pouting? Yami threw his head back and chuckled in amusement, catching their attention. He kissed Seto's cheek and carried the sulking dog out of its temporary, make-shift home. Seto's gaze remained fixed on him as he touched his cheek.
"Are you crazy? I love him!" Yami exclaimed, rubbing the dog's belly. He turned to the CEO. "What's his name?"
Seto broke out of his stupor and smirked,wrapping an arm around Yami's waist as he pulled the other teen close. The dog barked excitedly at them while Yami met his eyes. Seto dipped his head and claimed Yami's lips for a proper kiss, taking care that he wouldn't squish the small animal between them. At impact, Yami opened his mouth and admitted his tongue entrance, hands unmoving.
When Yami took a step back and hit the hood of the car, Seto followed suit and pushed him down gently, hands framing his face. The puppy scrambled from them and sat nearby, watching them.
It was only a couple of seconds later and through the puppy's continuous barking that Seto and Yami pulled apart, staring at each other, cheeks aflamed. Yami was swaying slightly, the kiss having taken his breath away.
"His name is Neville," Seto answered, as if he hadn't just spent several moments kissing Yami like mad.
"Neville?" Yami parroted. "From the books?"
"Neville Longbottom, yes. He's quite entertaining," Seto agreed.
"Seto..." Yami laughed softly to himself.
"What?"
"Neville doesn't have green eyes. Harry does."
"Oh?"
"Yes, Seto." Neville, the puppy, barked in agreement.
Seto finally realized what was amusing and laughed. He shook his head and placed an arm around Yami's shoulders. The bell rang just in time and Yami mock-glared at him.
"Now we're late," Yami accused.
"But we have Neville," Seto reasoned.
Yami shook his head and patted Neville's head. "Fine, you're forgiven."
Seto dropped a kiss on the crown of his head before opening the door for them.
Just as Yami passed by him, he turned around and faced Seto. "I have a question."
"Yes, Yami?"
"You know that I like you back, right?"
Seto smiled.
"Yes, Yami. I like you too."
