Friendship (Seto Kaiba x Reader)

Chapter 3

I blinked.

"Uh... (y/n)?" Mokuba waved his hand in front of my face.

I opened my mouth and then closed it.

"Mokuba..." I began, my throat dry. "what is your last name?"

"Kaiba. Did you not know that?"

I rubbed my temples. Was Joey talking about Mokuba when he was telling those stories? I glanced at Mokuba, who looked concerned. Nah, he's too precious. What about Se-

My cheeks began to heat up.

God I can't even think his first name without blushing. Kaiba. What about Kaiba? The older one. Man this is going to get confusing.

"Anyone there?" Mokuba tapped on my shoulder. I continued to stare at the ground. "Um..." he whispered in my ear "do you have to use the bathroom?"

"What?" The question caught me off guard, snapping me out of my thoughts. "No, uh, sorry Mokuba. We already know each other, we have math together."

"Oh. Well, that makes things easier then. Let's sit down." he pulled on my arm and led me towards the couch.

"I'm still able to walk, Mokuba," I said, chuckling. I pulled my arm out of his grasp and followed him to the living area. There were two leather couches with a beautiful glass coffee table in between them.

Mokuba jumped on the couch. "I still have to do homework, and I'm going to," he looked at Kaiba, "but I will only do so while you two are conversing. Go on. Talk." he said, staring at us.

Geez, did he do crack or something today?

I sat down and looked at Kaiba. He seemed uncomfortable, remaining standing. He looked at me and then glanced away. "I should get back to work," he muttered, before turning around and walking away.

I jumped up to protest, slamming my knee into the corner of their glass coffee table in the process.

I kneeled down and softly punched the floor.

"Ooo, that looked like it hurt. You ok, (y/n)?" Mokuba asked, sounding more entertained than concerned.

"Yeah just give me a sec," I quickly whispered, still on the ground.

I took a deep breath and stood up, and smacked my elbow on the coffee table.

Why, Ra, why do you hate me?

"You—" I pointed at Kaiba with my uninjured arm "—sit down. Mokuba, shut up." I glared at Mokuba, who was snickering behind me.

I sat back down next to Mokuba, and Seto sat across from me.

The pain shooting down my arm began to subside, so I opened my purse.

"Mokuba said that you would want to see my deck? It's dragon stuff so I don't know if you're into that or what, but that's mainly why I'm here." I handed the deck to Kaiba and looked at Mokuba, who was staring at us intently. "Aren't you supposed to be doing homework?"

"Yeah, but I don't want to miss you hitting the coffee table again," he said, grinning. My cheeks became warm again.

"Listen here you little sh-"

"I'm doing my homework! See! Wow, numbers are great!" he quickly started scribbling words on a piece of paper.

I sighed and turned back to Kaiba. "Any thoughts?" I asked.

"It has potential. But too many weak areas." He carefully handed the deck back to me, not looking me in the eye.

What is his problem? Did I freak him out?