I really thought Kaiba hated me, but sometimes he surprises me. As for my friends, they knew something was brewing between us, but they were kind enough to zip it, except for Joey of course.
But you Mr. Seto, you & your draconian heart.
You k...
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So, I was minding my own business when the annoying, filthy rich asshole slithered behind me. I did not know he was behind me.
"So Shanaza, you look fine today. What were you up to?" he asked, smiling with the face of an angel and with the eyes of Satan.
I sharply exhaled and silently thought of having knives running through him. It made me happy. Of course I couldn't do that.
"Well, well, well," I started and turned around to face the freak, "if it isn't the grand person of Duel Monsters, the honorable Kaiba. Honorable being the debatable word here," I obviously added. "What the hell do you want?"
He came up to me, closer (oh I hate him) and stated, "You look nice today."
It was so simply said that momentarily I was at a loss for words. Wait, why am I at a loss for words? This is the grand asshole of a wretch who made every day a living nightmare for me. Kaiba. Ekk! I could feel the disgust burning through me. Fricking stupid idiot.
"I don't like you Kaiba Seto. You irk me. You know that right?" I asked, backing up against the desk in the classroom.
The sunset glazed across the white painted walls, making it appear cream instead. I felt cool and the perspiration on my face I know was beginning to, oh so very slowly, disappear.
He shrugged and looked at an open window. There were just rolls of papers flying across the yard. All vehicles had been driven off. Leaves fell in the pleasant lit orange background. It should be beautiful, but right now it ain't.
His brown, thick hair blocked his eyes. He really looked like an anime character, the darkness capturing his eyes. What was he thinking?
"Um, hello, Kaiba? I'm right here. If you want to talk about something sad and depressing, that's when you can wave your money and get a therapist to pump the sadness out of you. Don't bring it to me," I said as I picked up my bag and slipped away from him.
Idiot realized what I did and he turned to look at me. I didn't move. I didn't know what to do. Kaiba is a kaleidoscope of emotions. Honestly, I cannot for the all the life points in the world figure out what is going on with his shifty personality. He's hard to figure out. He just looked at me.
"I am going to go now."
This is why I didn't like Kaiba. He just does these things to me, so randomly and always differently. I just don't know what make of him. So while he was standing there like a life-sized mannequin, I walked out the door.
Oh, I was home. I felt so tired, like my eyes would just pop out of their sockets. Now that won't be a good thing now would it? So I lived with my aunt. Parents dead. I don't have a sibling. I don't regret it either. I am good by myself.
