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Hmm, what’s
to say about this chapter? Not much, save that it’s an update-oh, and there is that
female concept again!^^
So read and
enjoy, and remember to review.
Arigato gozaimasu!^^
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7.
The next
two days were hell, at least in the view of the students inhabitating Domino High.
Jounouchi
was stomping, snarling, growling, fighting and hissing her way through the
halls, giving a very good impression of a raging REBD.
Everybody
was wise enough to stay the hell out of her way-save Kaiba that is, who by the
end of the second day sported so many bruises, that he was nick-named
‘chameleon.’
And then
came day three.
Resting her
head on her desk, Jou listlessly stared at the blackboard, giving a sorrowful
groan.
Honda
leaned over to the blonde and hushed:
“Hey Jou,
you ok?”
“’M hungry.”
Shooting
him an incredulous glare, Anzu hissed:
“That’s
impossible! Jou, you had four bowls of rice, six macerels and two scrambled
eggs with mushrooms and Soba for breakfast-you’re on your monthly, not
pregnant!”
Jou only
moaned disheartedly.
“Uhh,
gross!”
Wiping the
traces of blood from her fingers, Jou let the soiled tissue sail into the
toilet after having replaced her tampon.
She shook
her head, as she flushed and sighed:
“And yet
another week like this. How do women do it? How can they live with this-stuff
for the better part of their lifes?”
Thoroughly
soaping and washing her hands, Jou grimaced at the slight tug located just
below her navel.
At least
she didn’t have any cramps.
Yet.
“Jounouchi,
for kami’s sake, slow down!” rasped Otogi, even as the others gaped at the
blonde gulping down her third portion of curry rice. Honda sweatdropped:
“Yeah man,
it’s dead already, it’s not like it’s gonna run from you, you know?”
“Besides,”
stated Anzu,” if you keep eating like this, you’re gonna get fat!”
Jounouchi
swallowed the rest of her meal, then beamed:
“Not
likely, I never put on weight, y’ know?”
Patting her
full stomach and glancing down at her chest, she added:
“Well,
except for all the right places, that is. How ‘bout you, Anzu?”
The
brunette went from envy-green to a healthy scarlet in a matter of seconds.
No one was
more surprised about her dancing skills than Jounouchi herself.
She had
always been a good athlete, but somewhat clumsy despite her strength and speed.
This new
gain of control and grace left her literally breathless.
That, and
the fact that she actually enjoyed twisting and jerking and bending her body
into-for her awkward-sexy poses.
“Stupid
shit!”
Kicking the
vending machine, Jou cursed anew as she stubed her toe painfully. Her friends
sighed.
“Jou, let
it go, you know that this pile of crap has a will of it’s own. And by the looks
of it, I’d say it’s not willed to give you either your money nor your snack”
stated Honda.
“Perhaps I
may be of help.”
Everybody
turned to gawk at the tall brunet standing there.
Giving a
half-smirk, Kaiba balled his left hand-and let his fist slam against the front
of the vending machine, keeping his eyes firmly on Jou.
The
stubborn device sputtered and groaned-and finally, reluctantly, let go of one single
chocolate-coated rice candy bar.
With a
clattering sound, the sweet tumbled into the bin and was caught by Kaiba before
it touched ground.
Removing it
from the container, the CEO let the bar dangle in front of Jou’s face.
“Awesome!
Thanks Kaib’!” beamed the blonde, as she reached out for the snack-and blinked
in confusion, when it was pulled from her reach.
“Not so
fast,” purred the brunet, “the question is, do you know the price for this
little treat?”
“Nani? What
price-?”
The look in
Kaiba’s blue eyes went from mischievous to ravenous.
And then it
dawned on Jounouchi.
Munching
happily on her candy bar, the blonde followed her friends out the school.
Yami shook
his head in disapproval.
“Honto de,
Jounouchi, there was no need to do that.”
The blonde growled:
“Hey, it
was my snack, my money, so why should he get anything for
helpin’ me out? ‘Sides, it’s not as of I asked for his help in the first
place.”
Anzu
scowled:
“Jou,
relax, Kaiba was just trying to be nice.”
The blonde
gulped down the rest of the snack.
“A lil’ too
nice f’r my taste”, she mumbled.
Pressing a
couple of numbers, Kaiba waited for the connection to build up…
“Yes, this
is Kaiba speaking. Have the driver bring me a new coat. Oh, and have a new
snack vendor sent to Domino High. State-of-the-art, of course.”
Switching
off his cell phone, Kaiba bent down to inspect the damage.
How Jou had
managed to wind his trenchcoat into the vending machine was beyond him.
The only
way to remove the cloting item was to either destroy the coat or the apparatus,
or both.
A smirk
appeared on the CEO’s face.
At least,
she hadn’t hit him.
And now he knew
how to crack her defenses.
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(Smirks)Yup,
that’s me, freaking out my male readers, heheheee..!^^
And yes, Kaiba
is plotting-but he’s not the only one….
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