How Does Sonicare Charger Work

Without a word, Chapter 2 (revised)


Autor: Mrs. Cesy Kessiritza
Pairing: Möchtegern Puppyshipping
Disclaimer: I heard none of the characters, so sorry I does. And it does, oh yes, it does.
Summery: Seto Kaiba is a rich bastard, Joey Wheeler, a large mouth. And if a bastard hits a big mouth, then it must come zwangsläuftig of a dispute. So it has always been and so it should stay ... Forget it doll.
Note: The 2008 version of my lovely chapter. This fanfiction is hereby officially become an adult. Hurray.
Other: The more or less good 2004 version

Chapter 2: silence (revised)

tardiness is stupid.
tardiness always has three consequences.

First, the view of my teacher
Second, the frown of my teacher
Third, the entry in the book of my class teacher.

always in the order: View, wrinkles, class book. And since it does not matter what day I stumble in which purely technical. Look, wrinkles, class book.
The comments have already long ceased. Also from my classmates.

But it's really not my fault if I simply do not set the time frame for creating school. Seriously, this is simply impossible if not three steps from the school resides. No matter which guy has determined that you should sit at night time in school, he was an idiot.

Not only that, it's incredibly early and the brain cells, but first need a warm-up phase, which seems to have forgotten every man over thirty, no, it is also right in other professional services.

includes Actually yes my bus directly to the train, that is, actually, I would have to get off the bus, can walk to the train station and then another three minutes until the train comes. Improperly when too much traffic, is about what happens every morning, you miss the train or should at least run.

is on the schedule that I should be five minutes before school starts there.
In fact, I find myself faced ten minutes after the ringing of view, wrinkles class book. Despite race.

It's really not fair and every morning Sun And yet it is one thing I like about this morning routine. Every time I walk along the platform sprint, whether in addition to a stylish well-dressed lady or a guy in blue, every time all think of the door that could go at any moment or curse this stupid truck drivers, the jam's made two feet longer and has robbed this bus precious thirty seconds, so, all men are really equal.

Hey, I know myself, that sounds funny. Equality links you with politics and "I have a dream" and all that stuff that you learn in class, but when will it really matter what you're wearing or not or whether you're running next to a successful manager or a student of the lower level? Looks are not important. No one pays more on his hair, no one considered an estimator, no one is worried about how his suit fits or something of that kind, if it is not absolute equality, then what?
behind the first door is the normal life again, by hair is down and things will be smoothed. Then everything really is, as always.

Sometimes, when I'm not as wild curse, because I have been particularly noticed this on the bus are not made math homework, which I will not make more in the car, and I once again this way to train high run, then I ask myself Kaiba before, as he rushes along beside me, with his grim face and even tried the train.

I see him almost in front of me, his long coat bends down to knee level, such a glorious interplay of wind and deliver this stuff, even what he always is, his bangs are swept to the rear, his briefcase swinging slowly, if he then a bump overlooked and the length hits the ground. He is unhurt, but his pants are dirty, his coat gets a hole, only a very small, but he sees it immediately. His cheeks are flushed, his breathing gets faster, his eyes are even colder than ice, the car drives off. To me, but without him. Too bad also.

However, I built on top only until I enter the classroom, yeah right, to a look, wrinkles, class book, and I meet on the real Kaiba. The course sits a long time ago in his place, the legs are crossed, a writing pad in front of him and a black pen with "Kaiba Corporation" logo - This show-off - in the hand. Almost every morning he can condescend to look and give me a haughty look, coupled with a nasty smile to give. If this is not the case, Kaiba is either not there or just about Yugi into the ground to stare, which comes but also more rare.

And then came the day when everything changed. You could tell when to get up. There was something in the air. Something like how you can feel the tension just before a thunderstorm. It was strange. I read in my morning Kaiba to scrape Sprint's hand, but I did not reach the car and they drove without me going on. When I got slipped far too late in the class was not as expected, my art teacher behind the desk, but my class teacher, who is anything but pleased with my "little" delay was. His hobby is punctuality and what can I say? I've never been a good rider.
"Joseph Wheeler, I know that you now have a long way to school, however, is the measure of getting full. If you continue to be late, I must write to your parents. "He told me coldly. And I swallowed.

This could that is to happen under any circumstances. "To your parents," said to me that is "your father" Leave. And who had worked laboriously recently from his alcoholic disaster out what a new apartment, a new job and meant primarily to be guilty. He said now to have to do perfectly and look after the special to the education of his son. If it would reach this letter, I could prepare myself for at least three evenings of discussion, in which he tried with his broken psychology studies the cause of my ongoing delays to get out and analyze.

And we both need not honest. So I just nodded obediently and could then be run through the whole school to look for a damn chair, since the last had been awarded to a new classmate. But all this was, strictly speaking, just uncomfortable. A bad day wait, nothing earth shattering, nothing that I ever and ever at exactly this, remember one day what would nothing except what brought me right out of the socket: ignoring

Kaiba me.

I had never experienced.

It has happened often that I Kaiba "punished" with an icy silence had, but he seemed to me then at least to impale with his eyes want to see what the lack of communication, if one may so call it, was compensated, but today , there was nothing.
Actually no, nothing.

I enter the class Kaibas eraser moves his total attention.
his block I come across the desk, he notices it is not even so very interesting is the lime tree in front of our classroom and when he turns his attention back to his table, has been compassion and someone lifted it, spoilsport.
I build myself up before him, he runs around and what is the highest: he looks over me!
No one overlooked Joey Wheeler! Who was I please? And I yelled after him too, but he was already bent around a corner. What made this guy a really? How to play the game not. Not like that!

Only, how do you get someone at the, for it is virtually air? A plan was needed ...

Do Hiv Spots Appear Alone

Without a word, Chapter 3


Author: Mrs. Cesy Kessiritza
Fandom: Yu-gi-oh
Pairing: Puppyshipping when it comes time for
Disclaimer: I earn a penny . Or Cent.
Summery: Seto Kaiba is a rich bastard, Joey Wheeler, a large mouth. And if a bastard hits a big mouth, then it must come zwangsläuftig of a dispute. So it has always been and so it should stay ... Forget it doll.
Note: " exaggerated somewhat the whole thing, but they are still characters and who says that no one can sometimes overdo it? As long as you remain in the frame. In what context whatsoever. "

I said and mean it still. Here, too, waving the flag of revision, I put it up anyway. A backup is never wrong.

"Please Open your books to page 213 and processes the tasks three to five, I'll be right back."
The sound of pages were turned over, the clicking of the door when the teacher the space left, then low hum of students who recorded their conversations from the break again, that was accompanied by loud laughter of a girl in the right corner.

short, the perfect time for a new trial Kaiba to bring back to reason.

I carefully glanced to the left. There on the windows, two seats next to me, he was sitting. Hmmm, what to do, what to do? Sent without making much noise, I tore a piece of paper from my folder, which was after a few seconds in the form of a paper bead in front of me. In it, I had practice. I was a kind master. Something by me even beat Kaiba could not, in which I was sure.
in thought I made myself a note, next time when I was on the internet gazing after the fact whether there was Champion Chips. I turn my 'paper balls all times was useful as a hammer throwing, as it would be a shame if not.
My grin was wider than I imagined, as countless fans not for autographs, but with paper balls were begging from me. I could practically see it before me. I would no longer be Yugi's shadow (not that what makes me, no, not me. Yugi is my buddy. My best.) But still I would be even a masterpiece, and my fan club would be the beat by miles of Kaiba . Finally, I am a hundred times nicer. And better looking. Yes.
Speaking Kaiba and paper. Back to my job.

Now I just had to make sure that my sacrifice was unaware of all this. Again, I peered at him, passed directly over my classmates, who had conveniently decided to catch some sleep, had laid his head on his arms, and thus substantially on the table, the way was perfectly free to aim.
Kaiba, however his head was only supported on one hand while he removed the required exercises. Despite the side profile you could see clearly that he was bored.

A wide grin drew across my face: the perfect, innocent Victims.
Sure I aimed, shot sharp ... and not met.
Unknowingly, I did not laugh.
lightning speed, as if he had been waiting for, read fall Kaiba his pen (silver, top with Kaiba logo, typical of this rich bastard), started on the stupid paper floor and threw it right back in the direction from which it came.
So in my direction.

listened with open mouth, I just like the balls just whizzed past my ear. I have not even done when the paper nodules in slow motion for me to "fly" would see that on the whole action had to Kaibas eyes an inch away from the book moves.
Bye, bye paper beads title. Stunned, I looked
still in his direction. He sat back in his victim. Nothing was more like my attack and his counterattack.
the right hand with the pen moved purposefully across the paper, leaving numbers, dots and dashes, his head was still supported by the left arm, his hand hidden but now even the mouth.
But not quite, because the tell-tale grin I still could not recognize. Stupid bastard that can do everything. I snorted and turned me away.

But that was all for that day. For some reason I felt neglected, as well as during the last Hour, day, week was not a hateful spell, not an evil twinkle, nothing like that came from his direction.

I do not know why, but I was confused. The
... a. .. was not. You could not just wake up and the world was different? I know I react to, finally, there is only one such a rich, duelist Oller, who he said belonged to the whole world, at least, Domino, and ignored me, but he and his lousy slogans were one of the few things that I always had to leave.

Always, no matter how deep I was down, Kaiba was always been there and had managed to show me that it went even deeper.

And that was missing now. I mean everything was just great.
We were moved, out of the city. It was cheaper and still a nicer area. The job of my father was a little further away, so now he was rarely at home, but still took care of me better than before. He had picked me up, for example, by the House of Kaibas, Mokuba had invited us, and it is also driven home even Yugi. My grades improved slowly, the only thing I have not quite got to grips with was the late arrival. I had great friends and now no longer enemies ... I felt robbed of my identity as a loser.

does not necessarily mean that I long for my past again, but somehow everything is going well. Where's the catch? What is wrong? I've been optimistic all the time, I did not care if everything said against me, then it is only logical that I, if all goes well, will be suspicious, right?


"Hmmmm ..."
I was taken aback when I realized that I already made the two things I wanted to wean me completely.
First, chew on my pen
Second Kaiba staring

other hand ... I always knew where my pens were, as I say "branded" and Kaiba ... one must know his enemy to beat them. It was now
already one week passed and nothing had changed. Nothing, since that memorable day when everything had changed.

Kaiba had been previously ignorant, and had sealed off, he was now in a completely different universe.
I could dance naked in front of him Polka, I do not think he would have just shrugged with an eyebrow.

However ... Once, before yesterday, it was because it seemed to like he would have looked me straight in the eye. I had only tried to ask him a leg. Childish, I know, but this is an emergency situation.

And there, in that one moment was the tingling again, I always feel when Kaiba fixed me with his eyes. But when I raised my eyes to make me sure of that I touched very briefly just that ice blue.
But as the eyes had blasted! I think, no, I'm sure, at this very moment I had this one, really absurd idea. However, he does not get out of my head. Through this small strip, this meeting of two tiny pairs of eyes and through the trials and tribulations of my brain synapses, I thought that Kaiba had beautiful eyes.

Crazy, right?

But I can not forget or displace more. I can not even convince you otherwise! He ignored me so, and I do not even sure am, if you can name the still ignore. It takes me quite true, because as soon as I approach him, he is at a distance, when I want him to look into his eyes, he looks somewhere else, hurt me him in his presence, he read only a little strained in his book or documents or whatever he has in the process.
He digs a ditch between us, I can not overcome. I see him on the other side, are busily enlarging the distance and when I call or wave, he does nothing else but to continue working.

I did not think I'm so metaphorically gifted.

The only thing that bothers me about this picture is my obvious ambition to get to the other side. Believed to be buried but Kaiba to where the pepper grows!

Where ... actually ...

well and good. There were now two possibilities. One would
: I would give myself satisfied with the situation and what he could, I could long ago. Say: What should I humiliate myself and practically begging him to speak to me again if my life without Kaiba, a good life was. Maybe even a better one. Perhaps a bit boring, but not bad. And my nose I could hold up well. I would just as soon as I could smell his smell, turn around, but I would also fix yet. However it sounds, for my taste too much like giving up. Joey Wheeler and never gives up, which leads us to the second possibility.
I had hoped not to have to use. Not with Kaiba. This possibility provided for, namely, that we should both do something that had us up to now all the time in which we already know us, never succeeded.
something that virtually impossible, something that I, as I'm sure he does not even think that I could.
We had to talk. Normal talk.

Cerebral Palsy Adolescent Depression

I am a blog-whore


... and on Denglisch.
But this is Livejournal now once there. Dengel through the world and so on and so on.
But, but ... though I figure my blog have decimated pretty, I'm still on three accounts.

1. LJ: The Fanfiction Fangirl or archive that is now under construction.
2. Blurty: My quasi-diary: The history
3. Blogger: Recently: The sequel

And now I seek to share my favorites together. For that I hate my new computer. He took away my darlings!

Design Chapstick- Template

you love me, you do not love me ...

... or "blah" instead of flowers

Author: Mrs. Cesy Kessiritza
Fandom: Yu-gi-oh
Pairing: Puppyshipping, mild, but still existing
Disclaimer: Nix mine. Nothing.
Summery: Mr. Wheeler and Mr. Kaiba lead a discussion on the high intellectual level. Oh yes. Dizzying high. Attention: Curse risk
Note:.... Ask " not simply scroll down to read only and not ask I had a rush, I had a writing frenzy and it had to be Yes, I too once wanted the good old. "How can obviously be a certain Kaiba fix on a certain blond boy."-use issue. Yes, I too!
And the lesser evil was in. .. the there. "



"You wanted to talk to me?"

"Yes ... uh ... yeah ... well ... I do not know how to say it."

"Wheeler verplempre, not my time with any kind of stuttering. I have to work."

"time! This is a good start! Time! ...."

"..."

"..."

"... Yes?"

"So. Um. You never have time!"

"I just see where this conversation should not lead. Could you explain yourself?"

"So ... we thought about, because you never even have time, why did you then still have enough time to make myself ready. So I mean if I had no time, I had no time. And then I had the other matter and so on. And because you are stupid in recent times especially with were, we managed considering why this could be. And then we came to the conclusion because you are really rude so, what is not new, but you were very rude this time, what we are now holding very ugly, because we then thought ... "

" Wheeler? "

" Yes? "

" What you try to tell me? "

" Be kind to me damn it! "

" Aha. And that is time-saving? " ..

Yes No Well, it is this: You always have time for you to argue with me always And when we came to the conclusion that you might find me not as stupid as you always say... "

"Who is we?"

"Yugi, Tea, Tris and me."

"Yugi, I could have guessed. But he comes to such rubbish."

"Look thou! Tea and Tris dazzle you off! Only Yugi! This is also no nonsense."

"Let me guess. You have come up with this idea on a pajama slumber party?"

"..."

"Once you run out of conversation topics are you? "

" ... That is not true! We can talk about the issues we are! You must not distract as well! I think it's ok. Honest. I do not mind that you like me. "

" Wheeler, I can assure you, I have absolutely no romantic feelings for you. "

" Who was it with, from romantic feelings? "

" You. "

"I? No. I'm not that stupid "

" non "

" Kaiba, again, "

" Another was "

" you argue you with me "

" I would be more inclined than:?? I make me over consider yourself funny. "

" This is so unfair of you. I offer you my friendship and you come to me with any romantic feelings ... "

" NO romantic feelings. "

" ... and then you put the whole thing to me in the mouth, so I stand here as the stupid, but not this time! I want nothing from you! Granted you not such a bad guy and bad are not even see you and all, but I will not! "

" Wheeler, thank you for the compliment, but I ... "

" It really honors me, that thou .. I mean ... Who would not? You are finally a lot of money, young, and you're ready, of course, more money. But money is not everything. "

" Do not worry dog, of which you will never see a penny anyway. "

" If I know that your feelings were real. Yes, maybe. But you're making fun of me again anyway, right? "

" Wheeler, as there is nothing about which I can make fun of me. I ... "

" You mean it really serious? "

" No. "

" You see! Since you contradict you suddenly "

" Could you please once your big mouth ... "

" You pervert, Kaiba. I mean we have not even kissed, and you Hints to get even with oral sex on. I mean I lose everything a bit too fast. "

" I do not really see where that leads here. If you have collected enough, you can even consult me again. Until then, I go to work. "

" In the Kaiba Corporation. "

" No, in the kebab stall next door. "

" There I saw you but never seen. Have you started again? "

" That was a joke. "

" A joke? With you! So please Kaiba was, but a bit more realistic. "

" Tell the dog that floats in a dream world. Just because you my exquisite humor understand, does not mean I have not. "

" I would call it rather weird sense of humor ... For example, this dog thing. I do not know anyone who finds this funny - unless of course you "

" Duke Devlin "

" Oh... This is an exception. And since it is not as exaggerated as with you, but on a normal level. "

" Ah, you call a dog costume than clothing, normal level, 'how did you put it so beautiful? "

" Yes! I mean: No! you do not want to? Have you not to do an immense amount? "

" power is about the dog worried about his master? "

" You see, you do not really always thus making ridiculous insinuations. I've even seen that you like me, but I'm really for it to take things slowly. I mean it's not that long ago that I could tear up all your white dragon, and now ... "

" You would have what? "

" Um ... Well. That was just an idea of Tris', we thought about what might hit you really times and then we hold the thought of it, but we have it then left because we thought that you are tearing it also would. .. hehe ... "

" On that you can count. If you only ever one of my cards anstuppst , you are dead, dog. "

"But, but Kaiba. Not so. Now we have at last found your feelings for me, because you have to but no longer hide behind false aversion."

"Bad dislike?"

"I can see that it was a shock at first. Even though I am a really good-looking boy, but the media and so on. I have nothing against a hidden relationship that somehow something mysterious. I like mysteries. Really, I've ne weakness for it. So, I am also makes your buttoned kind so on ... "

" But Wheeler, I have the feeling you astray up there in a bit. I can assure you that I never hand on you will create ... " ?..

"... if I do not want to thank you, that's really considerate of you If I had not thought I've Always after the moth:" Alas, if they let go ... ' assessed. Well. I have actually even going on. Serinity comes to visit, but can morning Eight clock you pick me up. I think you know where I live. Until then! "

"Wheeler"

"Ah yes, the goodbye kiss!"

"Whee"

"..."

"Woah. I'm looking! Dahaaan Up!"

"Wheeler?"

"..."




"Mokuba? Here says your brother. I'll call you at tomorrow's game night to say I have an inexplicable manner ... . Date "

"..."

" not ask "

Left Sided Pain During Ovulation

monkeys make


author. Mrs. Cesy Kessiritza
Fandom: Yu-gi-oh
Pairing: None , friendship -Fic ... now to hear the wrong
Disclaimer:.. I own none of the characters, so sorry I also do and does it, oh yes, it does
Summery. summer and the transition
Note: response to a challenge, made in animexx of Atilein-Feu, who said:
"So, It must be raining in the FF in any case!
addition, the phrase: "Take off your / s swimwear / bathing suit!" occur in it (can be modified, but the meaning should stop come over * g *)
to what you write, I do not care ^ ^ "

" This weather ... "exhausted lies in Joey slip to school.

For days, oh so weeks, the sky was still displeased. Not a single drop of it had got to face, only the sun, which burned to the ground, as there's no tomorrow more.
Damn, it was just only nine clock and Joey felt as if he had in his school supplies three hours made sport.
"I do not know what you have, it's beautiful." Heard it behind him. Tea beamed at him. Joey groaned only.
"The thing would suit me even cooler ..." he pointed with a nod to her skirt before he read this dramatic decline, with a sigh on the table again.

girls had it really that much easier. Stupid school uniforms.

"Even back on the whining, Joeylein? "it whistled suddenly from the front. He did not even lift his head to know that it was Tristan. An indefinable grunt was his answer. If they make fun of him yet. They did not know how much he suffered and suffer, oh yes, yes he did.
"Come to my heart a good handle and everything is forgotten!" Quipped before Tristan and Joey knew it, he was in a tight grip without equal.
jumped on him and expressed horror Tristan miles of himself: "Tell me you're nuts!" He hissed.
"You know how much it hurts!"
sounded "Now, not so on the floating sympathy wave" came the sarcastic reply and just laugh.
Joey rolled his eyes and just let himself fall back to his seat. "Haha. What a fun pun. "He muttered, as he again took his seat, his head on the cold wood. The table was his friend. He made no jokes.

That was already the all the time. No sooner were the first rays of sunlight broke through the gray spring, Joey was the one who had them all motivated to swim.
He had not a ruthless Sun Sun expected. When the ignorant, he was, of course he did not use any sunscreen, so it was no wonder then, according to his friends that he had now been acting a sunburn, which would have to paint it the envy of any cancer. He still claims that he is such a thing had never happened.

"Make her laugh at you again Joey?" Asked a voice that could be immediately identified as that of Yugi. And even if not, the content spoke for itself.
But what should the dwarf, as Joey called it otherwise lovingly with him, even different? Himself It was hard hit in the face, so that it looked as though he would be all everywhere and always infinitely embarrassing.
He could also have a fever.
"But if he is yet so basks in his misery!" Tristan only answer. Renewed laughter.

"Oh, if only it would rain but finally ..." Joey said to himself, staring gloomily into the cloudless sky.

*********---------************

"I have heard that there is later storms." Said Tea, which was worn next to "her boys" on Yugi's bed.
They were from the pool went to him to finally escape this solar rays. let down with the blinds of the room was almost pleasant. Overlooked is the sultry air, taking care to avoid any room in the little human contact.

"Have you even more Coke in the refrigerator," said Joey and looked longingly to Tristan, who just took the last swig from the bottle.
"Only just purely made," said Yugi, who lay stretched on the floor, all fours. Joey made a face.

"We can not simply lying around here yet," said Tea, after a brief silence, no real motivation in her voice.
"Hm," said Joey and turned on his stomach. The body of his body that was burned at the least.
A few seconds later, he had dozed off.

***********------------***********

"Oi, Joey, wake up."
"Hnng." he made while he was trying to scare away with an uncoordinated movement of the arm to those who dared to wake him.
"Go on, get up or I'll get 'nen water bucket. We are about to be late for work, "came the ungracious reply.
"Water ..." sighed Joey longingly, rolled over on his back and then immediately sat down on a jerk. Sky burned this
"must look not so. It seems to me just as if your wish was granted. "Tristan was amused at the window. The shutters had been pulled up. Big drops of water bubbled up at the window, which surrendered a look at a dark world full of gray.

"But it seemed even the sun ..." Joey muttered to himself as he rubbed his eyes. Getting up has never been his favorite pastime.
"Well folks, I was right," came a know-it Answer the door. Tea was standing there with two umbrellas, which they each one of them squeezed in the hand. "And now going on, but you would not be late."

******************---- ---------------------************

saw from a distance it safe from ridicule. Two guys were standing under a roofed entrance and stared into the sky. Perhaps the observers thought that they were waiting for the rain that relentlessly on the Earth ceased beating down.

He could not know that they had no time to wait and that they fought with very different problems.

"My umbrella is a children's umbrella," sighed the One.
"My umbrella is pink, Tris', pink!" Rebelled the other.
Then silence.
"I do not have children umbrella, Joey." Sighed "Tris'"
"And I certainly do not run with a pink umbrella through the area. This is not manly. "Said Joey."

Renewed silence.

"We can not but appear wet, Joey. We are a waiter. "Tristan sighed again.
"Man, I know ... I know ... and if we wait?", In Joey's voice was a little pleading.
Tristan shook his head: "Then we lose our job."
Joey nodded sadly. "Then we will probably really no other choice ...", it was not the clicking of the screen, as this was placed on the floor, drive around the Tristan lies.

There was another click, which surprised him. The click of a belt.

"Joey, what ...?", But the rate remained sticking in her throat. Joseph knelt before him. J. Wheeler, others in nothing but a swimsuit. His shoes, he just tucked in his bag which he had stowed away just in front of his towel. After work, he looked up at Tristan.

"Tris, you're always dressed yet?" Even he seemed surprised.

"Yes?"

"Maaan, we can not appear as wet, so we have left no alternative? The trunks we have already, so things from -. And get out, "Joey said half amused, half-confused. When Tristan was a little kid and it is the normal thing in the world in these moments to be dressed in nothing else than a swimsuit.

surprised by this bizarre logic, stammered the only one okay and then went out to peel from his clothes.

If he had a choice to make between a fool of oneself or of losing his job, he took the first like to.

And what was already called to make a monkey ... He was not alone.

Cheapest Fingerboard Ramps

never say never

Author: Mrs. Cesy Kessiritza
Pairing: wannabe Puppyshipping
disclaimer: I heard none of the characters, so sorry I does. And it does, oh yes, it does.
Summery: Joey, Kaiba and inattentive math teacher, which holds everything together very well.
Note: continuation of the alternative Speechless Prologue, then certainly a stand-alone drabble. And it looks good.

Something has changed. It just makes me hooked.
Time and again my eye wanders to the student in the row diagonally in front of me. He has blonde, messy hair, brown eyes and a silly grin. His name is "Mutt" and he goes in the same Class as me.
Since yesterday I know he can play piano.

It is as if he has thus become a different person. Generally, at all a man. Previously he was an annoying thing that was inseparable with Yugi, his panting and wagging his tail and ran after every enemy whose wild growling. He took me by the way distracted at every duel, so he always has me distracted.

But I did not leave me all too much and irritate zurückgeknurrt. It was to determine a way was even amusing to watch this particular kind of bounce back, but also to the schnippst first order, just so you can then watch as they erect themselves.
wanted Maybe I see also that he is only human too, at some point reaches the limit at which he can not. In all I was able to estimate where this point was not with him. With him fizzled all strokes, they were so far below the belt as they wanted, he came back over and waited I continued to play with him.

But now is not anymore. He is a man. With distinctive impacts in the direction of dog but a human being. And all because such a stupid piece of wood and a few vibrations in the air. The fight was the hair! I need to take to eradicate the problem at the root and before there is time yet and I as a serious rival looking at. This had to be thought out! That would destroy the very foundations of my view that would bring the entire empire to sway Kaiba, my God, what should only be made Mokuba ...

"Kaiba, now so human", it comes suddenly from the side. Oh yes. My problem. Right. The one with the brown dog eyes . Ha! Dog! Maybe it was not all lost.

"This says exactly the right thing." I've said about loud? in His facial expression is more like a moon calf than any other inhabitants of the earth to judge by, yes.

Damn. Where was the same but my self-control gone?

"I must have just interrogated well, a funny guy, who sits on the place of my revered ice-robot said to me that I would be today for once human." Belligerent eyes flash at me.

"Because you have to have probably questioned idiot really, unless you're schizophrenic. I see far and wide that is not funny type, unless of course you.", Well please, because we have the mess. Two sets, more than I used to talk and not once "Dog". I was to sick leave. Emergency!

"Haha. As always really funny, Kaiba. But before we go to us by the throat and will be sent out, well, rather, said I will kicked out of you dare ran, no one will explain me better how you meant it. "arms are stretched out and laid on the table top, a head laid out obscure blonde hair partially the view of brown eyes and shine like gold in the sun.
My eyes are glued to this long hair. He has nice hair, not so thin, but not as thick as mine. My gaze wanders to my pony. It is already hanging in front of me. Maybe should I go to the hairdresser once again slowly, over time, the constant stress from the face but annoying.

"I ..." have not the slightest idea what to answer him on it. "... .. I . could ask you the same thing. "

" cheap excuse. I was at the first turn. ", It actually allows that hair should shine so? It awakens the desire to touch. Something that is clearly prohibited.

" Can you afford not ever watch? "Just math We sit in math class and the teacher gave us just taught another incredible connection between sine and cosine, something I learned long ago already, and what each primary school is able to learn it. Something that although I'm sure Wheeler has never understood. This is his little brain just filled with other things as distracting as Kaiba and hair unnatural to bring to light. That was not normal.

"Awww, Kaiba do you worry about me, about you, how sweet of you." I do not like it when he used sarcasm. That does not fit him. Moreover, it seems to me then ever before as if I had taught him to like this idea and I did not. Above all, I do not like when it is used against me. This is my weapon.

"Do not make jokes. I would be happy if I would go up."

"If would be ... why today I am human?" I've mentioned before that it is a pain? No? He is a pain. And if there is an increase of Bore is, it is this I will not talk about it, he does not notice that? Probably, but it prepares him additional pleasure to torture me so extra.

"Because you've just made the last task for monkeys and apes are clearly more human than dog." Oops, what we see as in the little eyes sparkle? "Disappointed?" I tick after spiteful.

"For what?", You answer insolently and judge you on again. "Furthermore, you're a huge asshole?" I'm sorry, that I've already resigned long ago. "

You sound really disappointed and offended. Did you then expected do something nice say? To you? Can I then something that you always want your head through the wall and the most impossible things?

"Wheeler, was a good dog, listen to your master and shut up."

absurd notion that he, that I had changed.

"Oh, I thought I would today, human ', it comes back angry.

That could change anything between us.

"misjudgment. Must have been situated at the light."

really absurd. Never.


Never say never, no matter what you do, never say never never again!


from An American Tail hikers. A body has been burned into my little brain forever.

Pioneer Receiver To Pc

Wordless, Speechless

Author: Mrs. Cesy Kessiritza
Pairing: wannabe Puppyshipping
Disclaimer: belongs me none of the characters, so sorry I also do . And it does, oh yes, it does.
Summery: Seto Kaiba is a rich bastard, Joey Wheeler, a large mouth. And if a bastard hits a big mouth, then it must zwangsläuftig come to a fight. So it has always been and so it should stay ... Forget it doll.
Note: " somehow was such a nice situation that I just had to write more
kitsch, kitsch, kitsch, but not yet in a sense, Prolog 2
At least I have a.. Storyline found, I'm so good. * cough *

's see.
Have Fun.

PS Change of view. But Joey is now maintained. All the time. Jawohlja. "

My comment to my note: Weakest chapter. Is currently under revision. You can tell that the plot (* cough *) has not been developed very far. This chapter is really still the odd hour.

Chapter 2: silence

you know what I like most to be late ?
My bus connects directly to the train, that is, normally I get off the bus, walk to the train station and wait there for three minutes, until the train comes. But sometimes, if too much Traffic, it may be that you miss the train or have to run for one to get yet.
And if that's the case, all people are equal.

I know myself that this is a strange understanding of equality, but I feel it way it is. It does not matter what brand you wear or not, whether you're running next to a successful manager or a student of the lower level. Looks are not important. No one pays more on his hair, no one considered an estimator, no one is worried about how his suit fits or something of that kind, if it is not absolute equality, then what?
behind the first door is the normal life again, by Hair is down and things are smoothed out, is yes, then everything really as always.

Often when I'm not busy with the coloring of the next lecture because of the absence of my math homework, and once again this way to train up sprint, I imagine Kaiba as he tries to find me along rushing and with a grim facial expression or the train.
I see him almost in front of me, his long coat bends down to knee level, such a glorious combination provide wind and this stuff, which also has whatever he is, his bangs are swept back, his briefcase swinging slowly, if he then a bump overlooks and length on the Ground hits. He is unhurt, but his pants are dirty, his coat gets a hole, only a very small, but he sees it immediately. His cheeks are flushed, his breathing gets faster, his eyes are even colder than ice, the car drives off. To me, but without him.

However, I built on top only until I enter the classroom, too late, of course, the familiar shake of the head teacher's answer and meet the real Kaiba. The fact is sitting in his seat long ago, her legs are crossed, a writing pad in front of him and a black pen with "Kaiba Corporation" logo - this show-off - in the hand. Almost every morning he can condescend to look at and give me a haughty look, coupled with a nasty smile to give. If this is not the case, Kaiba is either not there or just about Yugi into the ground to stare, which comes but also more rare.

But suddenly everything was different. Kaiba I read the hand scrape, but I did not reach the car and they drove off without me. When I was sneaked into the class, was not expected as my art teacher behind the desk, but my class teacher, who is anything but pleased with my "little" delay was. His hobby is punctuality and what can I say? I've never been a good rider.
Joseph Wheeler, I know that you now have a long way to school, however, is the measure of getting full. If you continue to be late, I must write to your parents. "He told me coldly. I stared at him in horror.

can make it not. My father had laboriously worked out of his alcoholic disaster out, including new housing and a new job. And of course he means now to have to do perfectly and in particular to look after the education of his son. If it would get this letter, I could prepare myself for at least three evenings of discussion, in which he tried with his broken psychology studies the Because of my ongoing delays out to obtain and analyze.
After this horrible vision, I could still run through the whole school to look for a damn chair, since the last had been awarded to a new classmate. But that was just uncomfortable, really upset, I was only one thing:
Kaiba ignored me.

I had never experienced.

It has happened often that I Kaiba "punished" with an icy silence had, but always he seemed to me almost speared with his eyes what the lack of communication, if one may so call it, was compensated, but today, there was nothing.
nothing at all.
I enter the class his eraser draws Kaibas perfect attention.
I push in the break down his pencil case, he did not even notice it, so very interesting is the lime tree in front of our classroom, as he leads his gaze back to his desk, has already pity someone and it lifted. Spoilsport.
And last I build myself up before him, whereupon he umrennt me only, but the highest is something entirely different: He looks over me!
No one looks just gone over Joey Wheeler! But how does one explain that someone, for which one is practically air? A plan was needed ...