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Love Shack
By
Hideki LaShae
Chapter Four
“Here’s
your milkshake, Jou,” says Yugi passing me the glass. He sits down beside me
with his own milkshake.
I lean
against Yugi and sip my treat in silence.
Yugi wraps
his arm around my shoulders. “Is something wrong?”
“No.”
“How did
your date with Yami go?” asks Yugi.
“I love him
so much.”
“Okay,
spill. What happened?”
“He showed
up while I was still getting dressed. He says he thinks blonds are beautiful,”
I say, “He knows my real name now.”
Yugi smiles.
“And how did he take that news?”
“He was a
little shocked. I think it might bother him a bit that I’m such a good
duelist,” I say sipping my shake, “And he was especially surprised when I told
him that the Blue-Eyes is my favorite dragon even though I have a Red-Eyes.” I
notice the frown on Yugi’s face. “What’s wrong?”
“What
bothers Yami about your dueling?” asks Yugi.
“Well… He
said he isn’t in my league. Why?”
Yugi shakes
his head. “Oh, it’s nothing. I just thought… that might be the end.”
“Not with
Yami.” I smile.
“Now… about
dragons?” Yugi smiles sweetly, and I’m reminded of you.
“Have I
told you about his tattoo?”
“No!”
“He has a
Blue-Eyes and Red-Eyes yin-yang tattoo on his arm. He reminds me of the
powerful Blue-Eyes. That’s why it’s my favorite dragon. He says I’m his
Red-Eyes! He didn’t treat me any differently once he found out who I am.”
“I’m glad,
Jou.”
“We went to
Kokomo for dinner! I was a bit worried about the cost, but he said it was fine.
Apparently his family own stock in Kaiba Corp.”
Yugi
giggles.
“What?”
“Nothing! I
was just thinking about how nice the food must have been!”
“Everything
there was so good! And our waitress didn’t even say a word about us making out
between courses!”
“Jou!”
“Hey, we
were only kissing! He shared his meal with me, plus I had my own, and we had
wine with it. I’ve never had wine before, but the food and wine combinations
were absolutely fabulous! So yummy!” I finish my milkshake and place the glass
on the table.
Yugi passes
me his half-finished glass. “Here, Jou. I don’t want to get brain-freeze.”
“Are you
sure?” I ask.
“Drink that
and finish telling me about your date.”
I cuddle
closer to Yugi. “After dinner, we went to the club. We were dancing all night
long. We only stopped for short bathroom breaks and one soda. I was tipsy
enough after the wine so we opted not to drink at the club. Then he drove me
home, gave me a good night kiss at my doorstep, and asked me to dress ‘cute’ on
Tuesday.”
“Tuesday?
What’s happening Tuesday?”
“He’s going
to have dinner at my house and try to teach me how to operate a computer
without crashing it,” I say.
“Sanada-sensei
would love it if he could do that!”
“Hey! They
were able to repair one of those computers!” I exclaim.
“One out of
fifteen isn’t good odds, Jou.”
I blush.
“So… it’s
really moving forward, isn’t it?” asks Yugi, “Your relationship with Yami. This
will be the second time you’ve met outside of the club. Next thing you know,
we’ll be hearing wedding bells!”
“Oh, gimme
a break!” I groan, “Honestly, Yug! It’s not that serious…” My voice trails off
as I hear a familiar chiming echoing from down the street. “Yet…”
Yugi
giggles. “Like I said! Wedding bells! There’s a wedding going on right now at
the church.”
“You were
just splitting a gut waiting for an excuse to use that line, weren’t you?”
“Sorry!”
“Yeah, it’s
cool. What am I going to wear?”
“Don’t
worry! I’ll help you find something ‘cute’ to wear!” Yugi smirks. “I’ll come
over after school on Tuesday, and we’ll pick it out. Okay?”
“Deal!
Thanks for the milkshake. I’m going to go home and be happy.”
“Well don’t
be too happy. We have school tomorrow.”
“I’m glad I
can talk to you about this now, Yug! Thanks for understanding!” I hug Yugi
before heading out.
* * *
I run up
the school steps. I can’t believe I’m late! Why the hell didn’t my alarm clock
go off? I know I set it last night! I swing the door open and slam right into a
warm body. I fall down on top of all that warmth, and a pair of strong arms
wrap around me for a moment before roughly shoving me off.
“What the
hell are you doing, m… Jou!” exclaims Kaiba.
“Kaiba!” I
look up at him with a glare.
Kaiba
stands up and brushes the dirt from his uniform. “You need to watch where
you’re going, Jou! What are you in such a hurry for anyway? Lunch isn’t for
another hour!”
“My alarm
clock didn’t go off, and I’m running late. Why the hell aren’t you in class,
Kaiba?” I ask sitting up.
“I have a
business meeting. Don’t worry, Jou,” says Kaiba ruffling my hair like a dog’s,
“I’ll be back after lunch and I’ll bring you a treat.”
I slap
Kaiba’s hand away. “Go fuck yourself, moneybags!”
Kaiba’s
eyes glimmer with pain for a fraction of a second before he asks, “Are you
hurt, Jou? That was an intense tumble you caused.”
“I’m fine!”
I exclaim pushing myself to my feet quickly.
“You’d
better get to class now. Don’t run though, okay? We don’t need you to get
hurt,” says Kaiba.
“Class? Oh,
shit!” I turn away from Kaiba and run towards our classroom. I don’t see Kaiba
rubbing a sore spot on his back before leaving as well. I burst into the
classroom.
Haruki-sensei
glares at me. “Well, if it isn’t Jounouchi Katsuya… late, as usual. I hope you
don’t have plans after school because you’ll be here, cleaning.”
“Yes,
Sensei…”
“Now take
your seat,” says Haruki-sensei.
I walk over
to my seat and get out my books to start taking notes. I pay rapt attention for
all of five minutes before my stomach rumbles.
Haruki-sensei
glares at me. Apparently she heard that.
I try to
focus all through class and answer questions, even though I get most of the
answers wrong.
Lunch
doesn’t come nearly fast enough for my stomach.
Yugi,
Honda, Anzu, and Bakura gather around me with their lunches as I look through
my bag for my bento.
“So why
were you so late this morning, Jou?” asks Honda, “You’re normally here early on
Mondays. You usually save being late until Friday.”
“I set my
alarm last night, but it didn’t go off this morning,” I say as I realize my
lunch isn’t in my bag, “and to top it all off, I left my lunch on the kitchen
counter!” I let my head fall to my desk with a loud thump.
“Jou, do
you want half my lunch?” asks Anzu, “I’m on a diet, and my mother keeps packing
too much.”
I raise my
head with a grin, and my stomach growls. “Really?”
Anzu removes
one of her rice balls and sets her lunch box in front of me. “Go ahead and eat
it, Jou. You need all that weight more than I do!”
“Thanks,
Anzu! You’re the best!” I exclaim lifting the other rice ball and starting to
eat it. This red bean paste tastes weird. Oh, well. Maybe it’s just a different
brand than I’m used to.
“You can
have half my sandwich too, Jou,” says Bakura adding half of a chicken salad
sandwich to the box, “I’m not very hungry anyway.”
“And we can
share my tea,” says Yugi pouring up some of the cool, lightly green liquid from
his thermos, “You know I never drink it all anyway.”
“Thanks,
guys! I owe you all big time!” I exclaim taking the cup Yugi’s offering and
drinking a little of it.
Anzu,
Bakura, and Yugi send meaningful looks at Honda.
“You can
have my vegetables and dip,” says Honda.
“Thanks,
bud! But you’re eating the celery. These veggies are probably the only healthy
thing your mom managed to get into your lunch!” I exclaim taking the little bag
of vegetables and passing the three celery sticks back to Honda.
Honda
smiles. “Man, you must really hate celery to not eat it when you’re starving!”
I simply
smile back, and we all talk while we eat. I pat my fuller stomach after
finishing the last of the tea. “Thanks for sharing, guys. You are the best
friends I could ever hope for!”
“You’re
welcome, Jou,” says Bakura, “We couldn’t let you starve. It just wouldn’t be
nice.”
A paper bag
drops onto my desk.
“Huh?” I
look up into Kaiba’s blue eyes. “Kaiba! What the hell?”
“I promised
you a treat, didn’t I?” asks Kaiba. “It’s a chocolate éclair.”
“Oh, yeah?
What kind of poison did you add?” I ask.
“I didn’t…”
I hear the
bag crinkling and I turn to see Yugi pulling the sealed plastic container from
the bag. I lick my lips.
“Oh, these
look expensive!” exclaims Yugi breaking the sticker seal and opening the
container. He makes a show of inhaling deeply.
I can smell
the chocolate… dark, semi-sweet, succulent… It’s the type of chocolate that
melts in your mouth.
“Do you
mind if I have a bite, Jou?” asks Yugi, “There are two éclairs here.”
“If you
want to test it for poison, go ahead,” I say.
Yugi takes
a bite and his eyes widen. “This is delicious… beyond delicious!”
I quickly
grab the whole éclair and start to devour it. “Oh, gods! This is heaven! You
guys all have to try this!”
Seto
smiles. Yeah, I think I can quit calling him Kaiba now. Right this second, he’s
acting more like the Seto his little brother swears is in there somewhere.
Yeah, Seto it is…
“Anzu?”
asks Yugi holding the éclair towards her.
“Oh, I
shouldn’t…”
“One bite
won’t kill your diet,” says Yugi smiling sweetly.
Anzu takes
the éclair and takes a small bite. Her eyes roll back, and she passes it to
Bakura quickly. “I could eat four or five hundred of those!”
“So how did
your meeting go, Kaiba?” asks Yugi.
“It could
have been better,” says Seto, “The man I was meeting brought his new
girlfriend. I’m still trying to decide if I ant to tell his wife.”
“Ouch!”
exclaims Yugi.
“If you
don’t need him, tell her,” I say in between bites.
Bakura
takes a bite of the éclair. He passes it to Honda with a contemplative look on
his face. “Where did you get this? It tastes familiar!”
“A Paris,”
says Seto.
“Damn! This
is good,” says Honda placing the half eaten éclair into the plastic container.
“If I was hungrier, I could eat a few of those.”
“I’m going
to walk away before I’m tempted to do something crazy like kiss Jou,” says Anzu
before heading back to her desk.
“I think
the patisserie from A Paris might have worked at a shop in London that I used
to frequent,” says Bakura, “I gained twenty pounds from that shop one summer,
but it was so good!”
“I believe
he did work in London,” says Seto.
I finish my
éclair and lift the remnants of the second. I close my eyes as I take a bite.
“Aren’t you
going to offer Kaiba a bite?” asks Yugi, “After all, he was nice enough to
bring them back from his meeting.”
“If he
wanted one, he should have brought himself one!” I exclaim.
“Well,
there were two in there,” says Bakura, “so maybe he did.”
I open my
eyes and look at Seto guiltily. “Did you want some?”
“Yes,” says
Seto, “Just a little.” He grabs my hand to hold the éclair still, and he leans
down to take a bite of the pastry as I hold it. He licks his lips and releases
me. “Delicious.”
I can’t
help but blush and turn away from Seto.
Yugi smiles
at me and starts chatting Duel Monsters with Seto while I finish off the second
éclair.
The teacher
arrives moments later, and everyone takes their seat so class can begin.
I make it halfway
through the next class before my guts start growling. I flush with
embarrassment and raise my hand.
“Yes,
Jounouchi?”
“Sensei,
can I have the hall pass to go to the bathroom?”
“Fine,”
says the teacher.
I stand and
practically run out of the room, grabbing the plastic pass as I go. I barely
make it to the bathroom and sit down before my body purges itself. “Damn Kaiba
probably put Ex-lax into the éclair. See if I ever trust him again!”
I don’t
return to the class that period or the next. Why did I even bother to show up
today? I stumble into the classroom twenty minutes before school ends.
“Jounouchi,
are you all right?”
“No. I just
came to get my books. I’m going home,” I say.
“Sensei, I
don’t think…”
“I agree,
Motou. Jounouchi, I want you to go to the nurse’s office and stay there until
school is out,” says the teacher, “Motou will walk you home after class.”
I nod and
instantly regret it. “Grab my books, bud!”
“Sure,
Jou,” says Yugi to my retreating back as I run out of the room again. I head
back to the bathroom and lock myself in a stall again.
Some time
later, the door opens. “Jou, are you in here?”
“Yeah.”
“I’ll be
waiting outside the door when you’re ready to go home,” says Yugi.
“Okay. I’ll
be out soon,” I say.
The door
closes.
I sigh as I
try to clean myself as best as I can and pull up my pants. I leave my stall and
thoroughly wash my hands and face. One look in the mirror tells me I look like
shit. I dry my hands and head out. “Let’s go, Yugi. I want to go home so I can
be sick in comfort.”
“Okay,”
says Yugi wrapping an arm around my waist, “Lead the way, Kaiba.”
I turn my
shocked gaze to the taller boy who I can’t believe I didn’t see standing across
the hall from me holding my books.
“My limo’s
right out this door,” says Seto, “Come on, Jou, Yugi. I’ll drop you off.”
“What?” I
snap, “Like I would really get in a moving vehicle with you! You just want to
see how effective your damn little food poisoning trick worked out!”
Seto’s eyes
widen.
“Yeah! I
know you spiked those éclairs with something! What was it? Ex-lax? Rat
poisoning?” I glare at Seto.
“I swear,
Jou… I didn’t…”
“Don’t!
Don’t call me Jou! You’ll never earn the right to address me so
informally!” I shout, “My name is Jounouchi!” My guts growl again.
Seto clenches
his teeth and seethes with anger. He shoves my books into Yugi’s arms.
“Kaiba…”
“You damn
mutt! I don’t see why I even bother, but I agreed to give you a ride home ‘so
you could be sick in comfort’ and now I intend to do it!” Seto glares at me
and catches me off guard with a quick uppercut into my stomach.
Ew! Gross.
I just soiled myself.
Seto
quickly pulls me into his arms and lifts me as easily as if I was a woman.
Despite his obvious anger at me, he holds me gently as he carries me out of the
school and puts me in the back of his limo.
Yugi slides
into the limo beside me, and Seto sits down on my other side.
“I’m sorry
that I hit you, but I didn’t poison you,” says Seto as the limo starts to move.
I glare at
Seto.
“Really,
Jou… Jounouchi, I didn’t poison the food,” says Seto, “and I am sorry about
hitting you.”
“Just take
me home, kidnapper!”
“Jou! That
was uncalled for!” exclaims Yugi, “You know it’s ten times faster to get to
your place by car than walking. And I wasn’t sure if you could walk all the way
without stopping in every bathroom on the way so when Kaiba offered us a ride I
thought it was the best idea in the world! The least you could do is be
grateful!”
The limo
pulls to a stop outside my home.
I grit my
teeth and say a hasty “Thank you” as I rush to get out of the limo and into my
house.
“I’ll just
go drop off his books and then we can talk,” says Yugi.
“Fine,”
says Seto.
Yugi gets
out of the limo and heads into the house to place my books on the kitchen
table. “Jou, I left your books in the kitchen. I’ll call you later tonight!”
“Thanks!” I
call out from the bathroom.
Yugi heads
back out to the limo and sits down beside Seto. “And you had been doing so well
until he got sick.”
“I
apologized for hitting him.”
“I meant
calling him Jou,” says Yugi, “What did you do to him this morning? He was
totally freaked out when he came into class this morning.”
“I tried to
be nice to him,” says Seto, “And I called him Jou…” He then proceeds to give
Yugi a play by play of his first meeting with Jou. “I was trying to be nice
although in retrospect I can see where he might think I was treating him like a
dog.”
“You need
to work on that for tomorrow. Be nice to him. Call him by his name, and try not
to treat him like a dog,” says Yugi.
“That’s
much harder than it sounds,” says Seto, “He acts so much like a clumsy puppy.”
“Yeah, he
is really clumsy around you,” says Yugi nibbling on his lower lip, “but he
isn’t that clumsy when you’re not there for him to run into. Is Hikari clumsy?
Does he make you think of puppies?”
“No. Hikari
is very poised and graceful. He always makes me think of the Red-Eyes Black
Dragon in flight,” says Seto.
“There’s a
deeper meaning to all this that we can’t see right now. I’m going to try to
find out why Jou’s so clumsy around you, and you… you need to look at him and
see Hikari. See the Red-Eyes and maybe you won’t call him a dog anymore,” says
Yugi.
“Do you
think he hates me now?” asks Seto quickly.
“Jou
doesn’t hate,” says Yugi honestly, “and before you know it, he’ll love Seto as
much as he loves Yami.”
Seto
smiles. “He loves Yami?”
“You know
he does, but we want him to love you, don’t we?”
“I do.”
“Okay… now
about this date on Tuesday. What do you consider cute clothing?” asks Yugi
smiling, “I have to help Jou pick out his outfit tomorrow after school.”
Seto
smirks. “I’m glad you asked. I bought an outfit I want to see him in, but Jou
wouldn’t wear it if I asked. Hikari might, but they’d do it if you suggested
it.”
Yugi raises
an eyebrow. “What’s so weird about this outfit?”
“It’s just
not his normal style. The only time I’ve seen him wear anything like it is as
Hikari, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen him in the color,” says Seto,
“I’ll show it to you when we get to the mansion.”
“Okay… What
color is it?”
“Green and
white,” says Seto.
The limo
pulls to a stop in front of the Kaiba mansion, and Seto’s butler opens the car
door for them to step out.
Seto guides
Yugi inside and up to a spacious bedroom.
“Is this
your room?” asks Yugi looking around in awe.
“Yes,” says
Seto starting to pull off his uniform jacket as he walks through an open door,
“Don’t break anything.”
“He said
not to break anything. He never said I couldn’t snoop around!” giggles Yugi
with a mischievous smile. His first stop is to peek through the heavy curtains
at the garden outside, then rifling through the desk drawers, crawling under
the bed, perusing the bookcases, and poking around in the dresser drawers. He
manages all this in a matter of seconds.
Seto merely
raises an eyebrow at Yugi when he steps out of his closet in a pair of slacks
and white turtleneck to find the shorter boy bouncing on his bed. “So should I
be getting you a trampoline for your next birthday?”
“No thanks!
Those things are dangerous!” exclaims Yugi falling onto his back on the bed,
“Your bed is so comfortable! I could fall asleep here…”
“I hope Jou
agrees with that statement,” says Seto, “Will you get off my bed now?”
Yugi sits
up blushing and crawls off the bed. “Sorry.”
“Forget it,
but the next time you decide to jump on my bed, make sure Jou’s jumping on it
with you,” says Seto.
“Deal!”
exclaims Yugi.
“So this is
the outfit I got for Jou,” says Seto holding up the white jeans and green
button-down shirt for Yugi to see.
Yugi blinks
in surprise.
Seto sighs.
“What is it?”
“I didn’t
know you could even get white jeans for men,” says Yugi.
“Yes, I had
them custom made for him. I think he’d look beautiful in white,” says Seto
blushing, “and the green should make his eyes more vibrant… not like they really
need the help.”
Yugi
smiles. “He will look cute in that. I’ll have him try it on.”
“Thank you,
Yugi,” says Seto. He sets the clothes down on the edge of his bed.
“Is there
something bothering you, Kaiba?” asks Yugi.
“I wish
Hikari was here,” says Seto, “I didn’t miss him as much during the week before
I found out who he really is and admitted my feelings for him to myself. I’m in
love with him. Since admitting that, I want him near me always… How long will
it be before I don’t have to let him go?”
“One step
at a time, Seto,” says Yugi, “One step at a time.”
“I know. We
need to get him to forgive me before we can get him to love me,” says Seto,
“What would be an appropriate apology gift?”
“Not food.”
* * *
“Jou. I
forget the names of all your friends,” says my father stepping into the
bathroom as I’m climbing from the tub, “Do you know a girl named Mazaki?”
“Dad!
That’s Anzu’s family name!”
“Well why
didn’t she just say Anzu?” asks my father, “She’s on the phone.”
“Thanks.” I
wrap a towel around my waist and pull a robe on before heading out to the
phone. I lift it to my ear. “Jou here. Hey, Anzu!”
<<
Jou, I am so, so sorry! >> comes Anzu’s voice over the phone.
“Sorry? You
don’t need to be sorry about calling me,” I say, “I like hearing from my
friends.”
<<
That’s not why I’m apologizing, Jou. My mom told me what she did to the rice
ball I gave you. It seems she was trying to help me control my eating by giving
me food that she put Ex-lax in, but only half my food. I’ve only been eating
half, so I never noticed it, >> says Anzu, << Hold on. I’m putting
her on. Mom! >>
An older
woman’s voice comes onto the phone. << Oh, Jou-san. I am so sorry. I
never meant for you to get sick. It never occurred to me that Anzu would share
her food with her friends. I figured she would eat what she was given… I’m so
sorry. >>
“So you’re
saying you put something in the rice which has made me sick?” I ask, “It was
the rice?”
<<
Yes. I’m sorry. >>
“What kind
of mother are you? You ere trying to make your own daughter sick! Put Anzu back
on the phone!” I exclaim.
<<
Anzu… >>
<<
Jou? What did you say to her? She’s turning green! >> whispers Anzu when
she gets the phone back.
“Well, I
accused her of trying to hurt you on purpose,” I say sheepishly. I sigh. “So it
was the rice that made me sick? Not the éclairs?”
<<
Éclairs? The ones Kaiba brought? No, they were fine. Remember everyone had a
bite? >> replies Anzu, << They were rich and delicious and probably
had more calories than everything else I’ve eaten today, but there was nothing
wrong with them! >>
“Dammit!”
<<
Jou? What’s wrong? >>
“I screamed
at Kaiba and accused him of poisoning the éclairs,” I say, “Anzu, what do you
think I should do to apologize. This calls for more than just ‘I’m sorry’.”
<<
Can I come over? >>
“As long as
you’re going to help me!”
<< Be
there soon! >>
I’d better
go get dressed.
* * *
I head into
the classroom a good fifteen minutes early, but I don’t see Seto sitting
inside. I spin around quickly and run right into a warm chest with enough force
to send us both sprawling upon the floor. I hear a pain-filled groan as the man
I’m laying on hits the floor.
Two strong
arms wrap around me, and a familiar voice speaks into my ear, “You seem to be
rather fond of getting me into this position, Jounouchi.”
I gasp as I
raise my head to look into a pair of familiar, cerulean eyes. “Kaiba! I was
just looking for you!”
“I can see
that,” says Seto smiling.
His breath
tickles my ear and sends jolts of electricity racing down my sides.
“Are you
hurt? Can you move?” asks Seto rubbing his hands across my back and up into my
hair.
I blush and
scramble to get off Seto. “I’m fine!” I squeak, “You?”
“I’m fine
also,” says Seto sitting up with a slight wince.
“Are you
sure? I thought I heard you groan when we landed.”
“It’s just
bruised pride.”
“Bruised
pride? So which is it? Dick or tail bone?” I smirk.
“Tail
bone,” says Seto honestly as he stands up, “I was actually looking for you too.
I wanted to apologize again for yesterday.” He pulls an envelope from inside
his jacket pocket and holds it out towards me. “It’s not food this time.”
I simply
stare at the envelope.
“Will you
please at least see what it is before you decide to not accept my apology?”
My eyes
widen at the forbidden word ‘please’ in your statement, and I take the envelope
from you. I open it and pull out two tickets to the upcoming Duel Monsters
Expo. “Oh, wow!”
“So do you
forgive me?” asks Seto, “Jou… Jounouchi?”
“Yeah. I
forgave you last night. That’s why I wanted to see you,” I say pulling a bento
from my bag, “and to give you this. Anzu helped me make it so it’s not poisoned
or anything.”
Seto takes
the bento from my hands. “You made lunch for me?”
“Yes. As a
way to say that I’m sorry,” I say hanging my head, “I know you didn’t poison
the éclairs. Anzu told me that her mom had slipped the Ex-lax into the rice
balls. I’m sorry for accusing you, Kaiba.”
“I forgive
you. Thank you for lunch, Jounouchi,” says Seto.
“You can
call me Jou if you want.”
“Does that
mean you forgive me, Jou?”
I smile.
“Yeah, Kaiba. I do, but I can’t accept these tickets!”
“Why not?”
“Because
these tickets are expensive and you got them to apologize for something you
didn’t need to apologize for! I was sick and I was being such a jerk blaming it
on you!” I exclaim, “So just take them and go with Mokuba!”
“Mokuba’s
already planned a camp out with some of his friends for that weekend. If you
won’t accept them both, Jou, will you at least accept one and accompany me to
the Expo?” asks Seto, “Please?” He smiles.
Oh, Gods!
He looks like you when he smiles. Forgive me, Yami. I can’t say no to that
smile. “Okay, I’ll go with you, Kaiba, but you have to pick me up!”
“Gladly!”
exclaims Seto brushing against my side as he passes me, “By the way, you can
call me… Seto.”
“S… Seto?”
I shriek.
“Can you
hang onto those tickets?”
“Sure.”
Seto sits
down at his desk and pulls out his book. He flips it open. “I’ll be looking
forward to going to the Expo with you.”
My heart
flutters, and I honestly say, “Me too.”
Seto
glances at me as I move to my desk and sit down.
* * *
“What am I
going to wear, Yugi?” I whine as I fling clothes around my room.
Yugi yelps.
I look
around and see Yugi crawling out of a pile of clothes. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,”
says Yugi holding up a green shirt and white jeans, “Try this outfit on!”
“Where did that
come from?”
“I don’t
know. You’re the one who threw it at me!” exclaims Yugi.
“I don’t
remember ever buying that.”
“Just try
it on! I want to see if it looks ‘cute’ on you!” orders Yugi.
I start
stripping off my school uniform, and Yugi turns around to give me a little
privacy. I take the clothes and slip them on. “Well, they fit nice.”
Yugi turns
to look at me, and he blushes. “Wear that!”
“Are you
sure? I mean, I don’t know,” I say turning and flexing. I see a flash of blue
eyes staring at me, and I grab the cream colored shirt from the floor. I hold
up the T-shirt with the Blue-Eyes White Dragon on it and show it to Yugi. “What
about this instead?”
Yugi
smirks. “Not instead. Put that on beneath the green shirt and only button the
bottom three buttons of the green shirt, and… It will be perfect! So cute! Wear
both shirts with those pants!”
“You’re
sure?”
“I’m
positive!”
“Okay, I
will! Oh, I can’t wait for tonight!”
“I can’t
wait for tomorrow so you can tell me how it goes!” exclaims Yugi, “I’m so happy
for you!”
“I wonder
if he’s this stressed about what to wear,” I say taking off the clothes and
setting them aside.
Yugi looks
around my room gauging the size of the piles. “I’d say he had twice as much
trouble deciding. After all, he has to impress you and your father!”
“Anybody
would impress my father!”
“He doesn’t
know that.”
“No. I
guess not,” I say, “Oh, hey, are you going to the DM Expo?”
“Yeah.
Grandpa and I are going. We got in on a business price, only two people,
otherwise I’d ask you to come. Sorry…”
“Don’t
apologize! Seto got me two tickets to apologize for hitting me,” I say, “but I
didn’t feel right accepting them. So he invited me to go with him. Maybe we’ll
see you there!”
Yugi
smiles. “Maybe!”
“I hear it’s going to be
awesome!” I exclaim.
“Of course
it is! It’s Duel Monsters!”
Yugi and I
burst out laughing.
“I can’t
wait! It will be so much fun!”
“Even
though you’re going with Seto?”
“If he gets
too boring, I can ditch him and come find you!”
“Jou… that
wouldn’t be nice.”
I sigh.
“Fine! I’ll drag him with me to come find you!”
“Better.”
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