Artiste By Scott Kayhelzberg

second Naruto Dating ...



Sasuke hated this day.
He had spilled coffee on his expensive carpet, lost a process and now when he finally, finally should have closing time, he drove his car into the parking bay of a restaurant that looked as if he should run away and never , never come back.

Today was the day of his Dates .

Sakura had given him some time down a telephone number on his desk, called his secretary and entered the date into his calendar. Between "court date" and "consultation" was standing there now, "Dinner with Naruto." Sasuke would have forgotten it completely, Sakura had a bad mood and the flashing memory of his computer during the afternoon to refresh his memory.

He did not even know what a restaurant is, in its receipt he stood. It looked a bit too modern, a little too willed style. The walls were decorated in red and illuminated by indirect lighting. The seat cushions were of course black and looked uncomfortable.
The audience consisted mostly of young academics. Most rooms with rich parents and a cigarette in one hand, while the white wine swung in the other.
He wondered if that was the idea of the young man or his secretary here, it would trust them both.

If his appointment should have taste, he would be surprised by his secretary, he knew it. She had none.

The store was crowded, the music too loud. He bumped into people, as he meandered along the long bar to go in the back room by also dishes were served. Touch, which he had to resist.

irritated Accordingly, he responded well, when unexpected and heavy a hand on his shoulder. He turned around so fast that their owner almost lost his balance and pushed against the bar.
"Say, you're not squeamish at all ...", blue eyes sparkled at him. His mouth was open to a pointed answer already, joined again. Instead of saying something, he looked better before the blond man to him. He was shorter than he had imagined him. "You come too late, grows out of here with a breakneck past me and now I have beer on my pants. Terrific start for the evening, do not you think so? "The voice sounded slightly irritated, or at least what he could hear the loud bass of the music.

"So you're Naruto." He noted, while the man rubbed against him on his pants.
eyes were turned, they saw dark out in the dim light. Was "And you the asshole that has taken away from me Sakura.'re" Just returned. Sasuke cleared his throat: "Please," The singer had just started to sing, as Naruto had opened his mouth, he must have misheard. His opponent just sighed and listened to the uncoordinated movements on his pants. His hand found the Beer he had placed on the counter and he leaned closer to Sasuke's ear. "I said," He almost shouted: "So you're the asshole that has taken away from me Sakura."

a while Sasuke just stared. Then he blinked. They knew no two seconds and already he was offended. He was even more stupid than he had imagined.
"So you never noticed that her untenrum something is missing. A bit hard on the whole Pink, do not you think? ", His voice sounded irritated when he had intended. Naruto's eyes narrowed

able to slits and Sasuke almost feel like it for a moment in his pierced.
"The fact that no one has even heard of anything bisexuality, I'm surprised again and again anew." A hand was driven by blonde tresses. "But we prefer to eat something, I'm dying of hunger." And then he turned and just walked. Sasuke bit her lip and followed him without a word. The evening had developed just as he imagined. It was a disaster.


Icy silence followed. Naruto had managed to get a place in the corner. On a black table with black chairs and a single lily as a decoration. Sasuke sat down across from him without a word and hiding behind a menu.
The music and the conversations of other people drowned the turning of pages, the only sound at their table.

At least until Naruto his card on the table, fired folded his arms and sighed so loudly that Sasuke had to look up only.
"What?" He muttered.
"You know," Naruto began slowly, "I have really given me trouble." Sasuke noticed like an eyebrow shot. Was that already the end? That would be a record even for him time and he had been allowed to stand for many women.
"I dressed up." Naruto pulled his blue Kordjacket that knows about an orange-striped shirt did not look quite as stupid as one might think. "I thought, 'Okay, if these shops are the style of type, then okay." It is not meant to advance bad judge and such. But ...", he sighed again, and Sasuke's second eyebrow joined the first. "... On this map is not a reasonable pasta dish. "

" noodles. "repeated Sasuke as he slowly put down his cards on the table. That was the most stupid excuse that he had ever heard. "You finish it here because the pasta?"
"I'll give it no pistachio. I want something reasonable. "Naruto got up and had his bag used. A lump of leather that Sasuke was not previously noticed.
"Are you coming?" Expectant eyes flashed at him while He slowly got up. So it was really serious ... for noodles.

Sasuke had often in the world, and doubted the veracity of things, but during the trip out from the restaurant, behind the energetic steps of Naruto, his eyes firmly fixed on the blond mind overcame him feel a completely new helplessness.

It was not that he cried after the end of this dates. Besides the fact that Sasuke never cried, he can think of a few minutes nothing better than to read this, to artificial to flee on packed establishment and a great Evening to do at home, while the acts of tomorrow continue sleeping through the pages with a cup of tea.
The problem was that it was damn damn noodles were brought to him all that.

If Naruto would be angry because of Sasuke's rudeness stormed out of the room, okay. He had only realized what was obvious, namely, that Sasuke was not interested, which would then allow this to go with a good sense of home and set up his tea.
Had Naruto because of his appearance withdrawal started, that would have been perfectly okay. Sasuke knew he looked good, the idiot had simply had no taste. But to go because there is no right noodles on the menu was, that was a decision that withdrew from all over Sasuke's mind and his freedom of action.
It was so arbitrary that he was afraid of what might happen yet. Maybe it started with just noodles? Would come off tomorrow, a future client, because not enough carbon dioxide was in his water or too much? Who could know that? He did not.

with a trained Gesture, he fished his car keys from his jacket pocket. He could only change his shirt before he came here, otherwise he was still wearing his business suit. Naruto was standing outside, Sasuke had not even noticed he stumbled blindly past him as he opened with a pressure on his key ring the car.
His mind was as wild in his head.
far, his ideas were harmless, but according to this rule of no-rule-having, even a man could kill another human being just like that, just to test his skills or something of that nature And something seemed to know the Sasuke. Slowly he circled

the flashing car and opened the driver's door. He put the key into the lock and took a deep breath.

Naruto and psychopathic killers use the same computer production for their actions, something that was really no justification. They had traded both for a current to the victim completely inexplicable and untouchable subject and ...

It was the click of a further door, which knocked him from his thoughts.
"Say, are you always so fast? You run away without us considering our where we have to go now. "A blond hung over the front passenger seat.
Sasuke stared for a moment only the disembodied face on. Oh ... that was embarrassing.

Most of all he would now be absorbed into the ground or simply drove off. No matter if Naruto's head still in his door hung or not. However, although both were very tempting, but unfortunately not a real option. "Yes, I can ensure that you're so lame? Get in. "He hissed instead.
"Okay, okay ... Bastard. "Naruto muttered as he climbed into the seat and buckles up. Only when she Sasuke deflected out of the parking space and Naruto had said nothing, he dared to breathe.
may had passed him as a bit of imagination. Perhaps had Sakura right perhaps he worked at the time really is a bit much.

drove a short period of time in silence. Sasuke was grateful for the silence, she allowed him to sort his thoughts and quickly devise an objective. Under no circumstances, he would go to one of his hangouts or even somewhere where there was the slightest possibility that it could be detected. This Date should move as quickly and easily be placed on the stage as possible, preferably with little fanfare.
other hand, he did not look as though he had no plan. He turned a question from just to the left. A good start, as he found.

Naruto Sasuke liked as opposed to the silence a bit. He shifted uneasily in his seat back and forth. Then he cleared his throat.
"How about some music?" Without a word
Sasuke pressed a button. A radio host told them of a hot Night. Sasuke narrowed his mouth, it was the middle of January.
Even Naruto was a bit perplexed. He looked from the knob back to Sasuke and again. "This is not serious." He said after a while.
Sasuke shrugged. A quick glance to the side he showed that he was still staring wide-eyed. "You have a car with one of the best sound systems ...", Naruto's voice was shocked:" ... and you use it not? "Unconsciously, he pressed a little harder on's gas, while Naruto began rumzusuchen wild in his pocket.
"Manmanman. It was fortunate that my MP3 player is broken and I Kiba has borrowed here. ", A quick glance to the side Sasuke was an ancient, scratched Discman. "Now you see me, what is real music." Without question, a CD player plugged into his. A few seconds later heard a loud electro beat that Naruto was still turned on. The bass deafened in Sasuke's ears. "Woah," was shouted over to him: "For me, it'd creak enough already!"

Then it was suddenly quiet. Very quiet.
Man even knew Naruto's indignant inhalation hear in these dimensions of nursing unit they were.

"Ey. What to do? "Sasuke grinned.
"Have you never heard that the driver determines the music?" Said in a deliberately casual voice and turned the radio to a classical music station. He liked this kind of music is not particularly, but Naruto, and he was sure, she could not stand at all intended.
"Bastard." Snarled this even further and leaned back in his chair, "I'm saying nothing, even though you drive in circles all the time."

"I do not drive in circles all the time." His voice sounded irritated. Even if he did not know exactly where he was now. He was once bent on the left. So he could not go in circles. Into no man's land so, in a circle, no.

"The road makes a curve, left again and we are where we left," Sasuke blinked. "You have no idea where we are. Am I right or am I right? "Naruto's amused voice annoyed him.

"Stop the door. "he muttered.

"I would have kept my mouth shut, yes, but Monsieur ...", from the corner of his eye he could see a dramatic gesture in his direction:" Had to make even the music to show us all as well but can deal with the buttons in his car. "
Sasuke noticed how his grip was frantically to's steering wheel. The lame duck in front of him, improved his mood is not really.

"Shall not be ridiculous," he squeezed out between clenched teeth as he moved on a turn lane. If He had already lost, he did not even complete idiots behind a drive behind. One he had finally been sitting next to him, that was enough. looked "How should someone driving sensibly in this noise?"
"You have noticed that you're here ever driven on the left?" Sasuke just to the side. Had a bit of Uchiha-death views have swam, because Naruto's voice cracked, almost, as he added quickly: "Okay. A deal, I conduct you out of here and I can hear my music, just not quite so loud? "

Sasuke with his eyes fixed rigidly into the street. He drove for a pedestrian street lined in a bar district in far too fast. Slowly, he broke his foot off the accelerator.
"No answer is an answer. And here we are again . "Naruto commented from the side.

The foot was back. And with it the electric music.
Sasuke hated this day wirlich.

Naruto did not appear. He laughed. "Is that." Naruto bit his
on the lower lip. If he said something, then the guy would say next to him only. And one more sarcastic remark from the mouth too wide He could not bear. That would certainly end bloody and losing his law license for it, was it not worth it. So he tried to relax, loosen up his foot on the accelerator, he said his grip on the steering wheel and took a deep breath.

"So, where do we do now? I'd suggest that we make the best of this situation and get good and shoot away, but you're supporting a car and driving drunk I like that of no. "Naruto's fingers groped in a bar. Sasuke just rolled his eyes.

"So moral of you."

"Yes, is not it?" He was out of the corners of her eyes to see Naruto's exaggerated grin and shook his head. What's not to say more? "So where to?", Naruto had obliquely placed on the seat and leaned back against the now tired of the car door, his left leg hung across the seat and his hands clutched in the pale denim.

"I could be up to Go home. "Sasuke tried not to sound all too hopeful that he succeeded only moderately.
"no alternative," Naruto's voice was somber, as if he was really sorry. "Sakura is waiting there for me. I do not know what to do with us when I get home early ... "Sasuke shuddered involuntarily" ... you know, otherwise they whined that I'm going through too many nights, my life is not seriously and now ... naja. "

" You simply leaves her so your house? "Sasuke visitors were already uncomfortable when he had in mind all the time.

"Yeah," sighed Naruto. "What they could not do anything for naughty things. My God, they could clean up . "

" How terrible. ", He can not resist the comment was and to his surprise, laughed Naruto. It was a nice laugh, he remarked, as he caught a glimpse of sparkling eyes and white teeth.

"You have no clue how it is. If you was comin ', for example on the right side of the stack of good stuff. On the kitchen table is the really important, important stuff that I absolutely must go on, and hang on Pinbrett the things that really should be done already. Whenever Sakura was there, that takes weeks until I find what. Seriously. This girl simply does not understand the beauty, the practice of strategic disorder ...", it was waving something comforting in the way in which Naruto and his hands and talking senseless stuff without the letter. For the first time that evening Sasuke leaned back and relax and was lead from the streets.

"She always says, my house would be a single waste Heath, I call it more of an unusual collection of antiques. I mean, it's not as if it would stink for me or something. But Sakura has even gone so far and has given for my birthday with a feather duster. "Sasuke felt as his lips twitched. "A real feather duster. With pink and green and ugly is that thing! I just stood there so ... order, thank you ... and Kiba laughed. God, the laughter. I'd him the thing prefer to put in his mouth and then ... "

" I can park the car in my office. "Sasuke interrupted the flow of words, before his smile was still something of a real smile.

"... Ino has the Federboakommentaren ... what? "Naruto blinked, confused, his hands frozen in the air.

"We can drink. I turn of my car, "he repeated, surprised of how different, how soft his voice. With a thud Naruto's hands were landed in his lap. "Okay." He murmured softly. The leather knautschte as he sat back to normal. "You know ...?"

" I know the way. "When no answer came, Sasuke looked briefly to the front passenger seat. Their eyes met briefly, Naruto was the first to looked the other way.

The rest of the ride was quiet. As calm as it could only be with Naruto.
Sasuke heard it humming a certain song and made the music a bit louder. Not as loud as the beginning, but still. Naruto laughed and began to sing. As loud and wrong:

"Yeah, woohoo! There's something in the air! Woohoo!
Cause I've been dreaming we could be the fire for this night! "


Sasuke could not resist this time his smile.


***

"Wow. I'm tired. "With a thud to read Naruto drop to the bench. Sasuke preferred the chair. "You have eaten so a portion of family alone."

"I was hungry, dammit. what can I ensure that it is in your comic restaurant was nothing reasonable? "he sighed and rubbed his belly.
"Apart the fact that this is not my restaurant was French fries with curry sausage is of course perfectly reasonable, "Sasuke's sarcasm impressed Naruto did not. "Yes, I'm saying." He replied only with a self-satisfied grin.
"And now, the beer ..."

animated after the first round, Naruto told by a school trip, sometime between the eighth and tenth grade, where he had done it three times his team lose and then at the , it was almost forgotten. And, although he ordinaire thanks to his reputation as a troublemaker, no extra ten steps away from the teaching staff and was allowed only because him a trainee was still join me, as an additional supervisor. ("I do not know. War'n Suddenly it away.")
In the time Sasuke slipped on the uncomfortable chair back and forth as he felt a thousand times looking at the Clock whose hands refused to even a small piece to move.

After the fifth round, telling Naruto about his first date, of which only he thought it was one, while his partner held all the time for 'Su Zwait "lookout, an exchange student. ("Had I but plain misunderstood. I said, meeting for two 'and they meet, Su Zwait' shit Globalisierungskack. With such a name must surely be misunderstood.")
nodded at this time Sasuke approvingly, as he rolled up his sleeves. The first buttons he had opened his jacket and dangling over the chair.

After the seventh round, Naruto told how he once peed his neighbors about the car. ("The bastard had it otherwise deserves. Has permanently complained of disturbing the peace. Wanted to sue me. Well. I then moved away. But only then. ")
" I am a lawyer. "Sasuke said as he slid a business card across the table.
"Cool." Grinned Naruto blessed.

After the tenth round started talking to Sasuke.
"... And then I got my suit from the cleaners ... and ... and ... the stain was still there. "
" Is not it! "Naruto cooed. As he raised his hand. "Once a round," roared it about the music. That was the moment, Sasuke recognized the practical side of loud people.

It was the eleventh round in which it was philosophical.
"You know, S'uke," Naruto laughed. "It's funny. If you do not want something, then you get it. I mean, "and his arms were moving like windmills" I told you in the video thing, that I should call no one, right? Since I have done. "Sasuke nodded.
"full got unbelievable how many calls I do. Simply brilliant. And full of weird guys. So I was real .... hui. "
"and have someone hit?", It was difficult to concentrate for Sasuke.
"neee. Pfff. They were strange to me. Nene. "Naruto waved his hand.
"But you're here." Sasuke could see how Naruto's face went into folds.
"Oh yes. It was Sakura. "
" Yes Sakura. "Sasuke nodded. laughed, "This is such a thing, which I got, I do not want."
Naruto. "Even funny, funny ..." The twelfth round was

from being thrown.

"Do S'uke ...", began to Naruto, as they stood outside and waited for the taxi, each having more than less," You know, nü . chtern the asshole you're full, "Sasuke grinned proudly," I know "
" But .... then you're okay, I think. "Naruto snuggled up a little more of him. "You are quite bearable." Sasuke said after a while. Naruto's heat was in stark contrast to the other winter cold. It was almost pleasant to keep someone like that, he thought to himself. His own Wärmkissen. As it was sometimes overlook a hand on his butt.

The taxi ride was not very spectacular. Sasuke and Naruto had forgotten that they lived in completely different ends of the city and Naruto's completely innocent ". Can you even sleep with me," Sasuke reminded of the other possibilities of physical contact, which led to he stiffened in his seat and Naruto's head in his lap eyed critically. A trembling hand was laid gently on one of the cheeks. Gently, he stroked the thin scars that Naruto's face decorated. At first he thought they were shadows, until he was then noticed that the solid components were Naruto. Since it still
had not bothered to ask, and he had ignored what he groped slowly. Naruto's face broke into a big stupid grin, which meant that Sasuke's stomach began to tingle. Not a good sign.

"I think," he whispered softly. "Okay". "I would rather sleep in my bed"
, taught Naruto yawned and slowly, while the taxi was slowing down and then came to a halt.
"I think this is my stop." He grinned again brazenly in Sasuke's direction, her hair disheveled, wrinkled jacket. Sun Sasuke had seen him first, not quite sober, but chaotic. "Well then get out." Hovered around, a slight smile his own lips. "Aye, aye." Saluted Naruto in the fun as he crawled out of the taxi. Through the window he gave the driver money again waved to Sasuke and then staggered toward the door.

Sasuke looked after him until the door was shut and locked. Then he leaned back. He noted the lack of heat in the leg, where Naruto's head had just been located yet, but he smiled anyway.
"Now they drive off it." He muttered in the direction of a taxi driver as he closed his eyes.

closing time.

Wedding Favor Tags Wording

At night all cats are gray and the first finger to write without the assistance

By getting my wonderful, beautiful, wonderful, new, grandiose Macbooks (! What am I a bitch consumption, no matter) for my coming, great, nice, wonderful, new, grandiose living in Berlin (! And Attentionwhore) I had a bit of improvising to get the data from my old PC (You were my baby, but there is now a new one ... here in my bed) on my to get new favorite.
data, which also includes fanfictions.

Man knows it. You write and write and every time a pack of vicious, one opens a Word document and write away without hesitation. Not very good, but it picks it up.
I'm half-baked through all this, not even half finished, some grammatical absolutely ... naja .... unacceptable Gehirnbreimassen waded and what looked like everything was uploaded here. Nice secured, so I work on it , but no one sees this meat.

And now I have to scroll down forever to read anything that does not belong to this Breizeug. Somehow I was amused by this, because the further down and further down and further down and on ... eventually came to realize that I am but please at least one story, one should conclude . (And by history I mean something that has a plot. A single plot)

When done, rejoicing and exult me and then I probably never time to write, because that's life is hard with all the grasshoppers and moles and goat, and [insert your animal of your choice]

Au revoir and goodbye.
Or as it would also sing Sally Bowles: Good.bye.mein ... looove Lord.


drum PS My to-do list: finish
finish first) FF's a) Speechless (haha, haha) b) grazing shot (puh.) c) Naruto Dating (double phew)
2) I am many small craft Benutzerbildchen
3) Good Man

be Amen.

Miami From I Love Money Hair

Naruto Dating ...

"Oh my God, at the upper arms ... I can not think of anything more at all, so if it is not, Sasuke, then I do not continue to .... Sasuke? "

He preferred to respond to anything. It was ridiculous. Yesterday was at Sakura his arm hung him gegurrt in his ear and doing all those things that Sasuke absolutely could not suffer with her. Otherwise it was one of the few people who could not tolerate it in his surroundings, which meant with him know that he very much. But yesterday ...
He had been drunk, by his standards. A business meal, what could be called a binge eating among business partners with overpriced appetizers. Normally, Sasuke was back at something, sent before Shikamaru, who grumbled, but it looked too hard for this reason with his boss to create.
This time he had not, however, can steal away. Jiraiya and Tsunade were long-time friends of his parents were. He had taken Sakura as a mandatory accompaniment. This had probably been his fault and here are his sentence. He

-drunk-and - were dead drunk, went together and then it happened. When they slide on their busy business travel in the head accidentally sleeping on his shoulder read, he could ignore it. If they half-jokingly, half seriously asked when he would invite them at last on a date, he could easily associated with you "never" answer, but her hand, feeling his way forward to his butt and then also because it pinched that was absolutely beyond the pale. He had taken this cheeky hand and a absolutely unromantic way down, then what was acceptable to turn a reaction on his part, but then the alcohol into the game.
It is said that drunken men tell the truth, and Sasuke was a man And what kind of when you could not trust Sakura's enthusiasms. So he began to explain.
"Sakura," he had said as she stared at their entwined hands. "I can not get anything women." He let go.
She staggered a little, her eyes were large plate and shaking her lip: "No women ..." she stammered. Sasuke sighed, "no." And then she turned around and walked, or rather, staggered it. had

Had Sasuke such a thing as tact, he would be after her run and had assured her that they would be if he liked women, of course, was the one that ... or he would have at least ensured that they arrived safely in her bed but Sasuke no emotional person and a drunk was Sasuke was just cruel.
He was not, he just went home.

was surprised it even more than the next evening when he rang and Sakura, no makeup, wearing jogging pants and with the widest smile he had ever seen with her, stood outside his door. He began to involuntarily . Shudder
There was a simple equation in his life. The broader the smile - the worse the consequences.
And it was surprising how often he was right.

For in this case was not Sakura's grin, that she had simply forgotten his outburst of sheer drunkenness and now brought a nice film for both of them had with the DVD case they rumwedelte before his eyes.
Sakura's smile showed that she remembered and that she was doing it, of all things, could make them, just close happy. Of course he could not read all of her smile, but when she's in the DVD Player pushed while telling all sorts of nonsense, because he realized more and more that he had made a big, big mistake.
"My God, Sasuke would have, is that you already told me earlier. I would help you but can, you know, but this has Ino Dating organization and ... "she babbled on to himself, but the screen was there, had the full attention of Sasuke. A man with a strange white-gray hair in a strange section kept a soft porn in my face, while to the great love he said. Sasuke's eye twitched slightly as his gaze on the two intertwined men stuck on the book cover.
And then it made click.
This was actually a dating service. One for homosexuals.
It can be said that Sasuke was completely not at all happy with this situation.


It was a mixture of choking and suffocating cough, which knocked him out of his rigid On-the-TV-watching. During long meetings with the marketing department, he had this way of look without really seeing , coupled with a hearing without understanding the habit. Maito Gai 'motivational speeches' were also expansive. His long speeches, one could easily be shortened to five minutes, when only the words youth, happiness, spring your life, ect. ect. stressed.
The first time he was still excited. Then he made acquaintance with Shikamaru Naru. And learned.
was not called this man a genius.
Shikamaru was seven hours in his office, sat back and relaxed with closed eyes, sit and then with ten words summarize what has happened on the day throughout the company.
"Art," he once betrayed Sasuke, "is to consider only the unusual, is behind most of the important."

Würghusten And this was unusual indeed. Sakura had cheered gegurrt, sighed gesäuselt, everything done to him on one of these "Candidates" to draw attention. It went from pretty hands, hair, necks for stylish hair, leather jackets, reading glasses. Everything was there. But no gagging.

time gazed Sasuke.

A young, blond man with a mop of curly hair in a band T-shirt back blinked. Surprisingly, normal for such a dating show, but nothing for him. Everything about this man cried out for chaos. Just as he imagined life students together kriegten their number of hours not because they were too much celebration (If they had even the school leaving), so was the kind of person who all their money (in the middle of the month) for cigarettes , Instead of spending to fill the empty refrigerator, the kind that threw themselves in bars around his neck and him, "Hey, my good old friend, Saskäää" with a huge beer breath breathed into his ear when he had not seen for about ten years - and for good reason.
He was the in-the-day-we-live-only-once-types simply not get anything. He was not the ant and the cricket, he was ... the complete opposite of this guy.

Still, it was hard to look away now that he had once looked closely .

A hand was driven by blond, stringy hair and on the T-shirt emblazoned a great spot. "So ...", the man began with a slightly scratchy voice, and laughed. A strange kind of laugh, a bit forced, a little overexcited. If there had Sasuke knew otherwise, he would have said that it is this man, boys, whatever acted by a drunk. His movements were a bit uncoordinated when he slipped on the chair back and forth and squinted toward the camera uncertain as he searched for words.
A quick glance to the side was Sasuke that Sakura stared still in disbelief at the television.
It was the scratchy voice, his attention again on the glass.

"Before I begin, I will briefly say something.", He briefly took air and smiled into the wrong camera. "Normally I see better. "
Sasuke noticed how his eyebrow shot." Hear, hear, "muttered Sasuke. Sakura was conspicuous on the other side of the room still.

" Honestly, "began the figure on television again," I 've got a shock when I've seen here in the mirror. Usually my eyes radiate properly. Honestly, you can not identify with the whole swollen red ... Stuff ... around it. "Sasuke watched half irritated, half amused as this idiot rumwedelte before his eyes." And I have the widest grin in the world. Really, my smile faded any asshole, only now it has somehow got such a small slope to the right and wrong depends entirely there, not know that .. "
" And that is the pride? "Sasuke's eyebrows now were both shot up and he pointed a finger towards the television while Sakura gave skeptical looks. They kept their eye contact for a few seconds, the only background noise, the man in television "... and I can also use the washing machine. I've clean T-shirts. Well ... is this only, so this was a bit stupid ... and I know no one that is a spare t-shirt ... "and Sakura burst out laughing.

Namely really going on. She laughed and laughed and laughed. One hand clutched her stomach, with the others it was based on the back of a chair off so as not to sink to the bottom. Sasuke would not have been a cold bastard who did not even laugh in the cellar, he would have mitgelacht long ago. It was an infectious laugh, a liberated laughter, but he remained seated no other choice than in his leather chair to stay and to doubt Sakura's mind.
to hope that it soon ceased.

"You ...", her hand ... he made a dismissive motion and she gasped for air. It seemed that it was running out of breath. Sasuke was unpleasant. He did not want to stare at her, so he stared back at the screen. Your Japsen mingled with the voice of the young man who still babbling to himself, this time insistent to come out ".... Really. I mean it. If you have you still not married, then it does not. not at least. Write a letter, go eat, for heaven's sake write a poem if you then is. Is' Although bad cliché, but when it's your thing, then that's your thing. Who am I to you in interfering here? but hell, a birthday party is a very, very bad idea. Or even a party. There is nothing shittiest as to come out drunk, then you end up here and fact .... "
time she toppled from her chair. Your wacky laughter echoed through the room. Sasuke did not help doubting look special. Even her tears of laughter rose even in the eyes. With her hands she tried to keep his mouth to stifle the giggles practical. It had rather limited success. "Water ..", she pressed out between two bursts of laughter and sat up with difficulty. They staggered from the room.

Sasuke she could still hear in the kitchen.
Despite the closed door.

He set the TV louder. Now the man shouted, almost. "... The response was so drunk okay. So it is not. The reactions were great, well, my friends are just too cool. ... But then what came after that was a bit naja. So Drunk People can pretty much be assertive .... Especially Ino. And then thrilled when Kiba is ... And Shikamaru ... "

It was the name, Sasuke distracted by his squint to the kitchen. It was going at the guy to the Ino, Sakura's best friends and the Shikamaru, Sasuke's assistant and friend of the Ino?
interesting ... "... I suggest that you have lost. You know, I would not even be sitting here. I was practically forced her here. You can not imagine how frightening a girl with a mission can be, and whether he believed that he was even here an example of it. "At least they have not verkuppelt me on the spot with the waiter. That would be somehow worse than this. Not that I'm that kind of partner choice now absolutely want to talk bad. I'm maybe just a little dated in terms so blind date ad stuff. This is me just a bit suspect, especially when one is torn from NEM Club, put in a taxi and then suddenly sits in front of a camera. So, have a heart, this is ne drunken idiots idea, so calls me, okay? Everyone makes mistakes drunk, really, call me not to. Then I'd be eternally grateful. Whoever you are. Thanks, just thanks! "
And then there was the crooked grin and Sasuke was able to visualize it, looks like it could, the guy would have less alcohol in the blood. ... How ... how silly.

" It was So this, "he muttered to himself and wanted to switch off the television when he interrupted a voice." Wag it just do not. "he turned and saw Sakura in the doorway and relax. She held a glass in her hand, in the A brown liquid was swimming. A liquid that looked dangerous for alcohol.
"That, and Sasuke's eyebrows wandered back up" I see but not look like water. "
wet strands of her hanging in his face and her eyes were red, she smiled . A small, apologetic smile. "You know, after I almost drowned with your faucet, I thought that unusual situations require unusual action." She shrugged her shoulders. "Can I just use your phone?"
"It stands next to you on the dresser." He watched her every move carefully, after all, he wanted a notice if another one of Sakura attack should come on. She looked, however, only anticipation. "Somewhere ... private?"
"The door to your left out in my bedroom." Sakura's eyes took on a very strange expression. "You would not believe how much I already heard of." and then the door was closed.


No sooner had she left the room, Sasuke ignored the TV. While running, he read it, so Sakura later accuse him of anything could, but that was far from that he also had to look. He got up and went into the kitchen. Sakura's glass had awakened in him the desire for alcohol. This situation was so strange, because he first had to swallow. And swallowing was so much easier with a high percentage content in the glass mixed with a bit of walking through rooms.
It was thus purely accidental that he was a bit later before his bedroom door. Finally, his apartment was not a villa. And it was purely by chance that Sakura and Sasuke spoke as loud absolutely inadvertently picks up a few scraps of speech.

"are not distracting. Yesterday I had condemned again a business lunch, because I could not stay so long. "

"..."" It was not a date. And I'm not gone because of something my boss then. That's ridiculous ... ""..."

" Naruto! It may be that in the past I maybe a bit of raving ... ""..."

" Okay, okay. Maybe a bit much. But that is not here yet to the question. When you wanted to tell me because your little story? "

"..."" I do not care if you talked to my answering machine. Damn, Ino knew it before me, INO! "

"..."" If I do not care that you have not planned that way. You have yet not plan how you tell me something. "

"..."" Oh Naruto ... you idiot. "

"..."" Yeah, make's good. Greet Iruka from me. "


As Sakura out of the room came, Sasuke was back bravely in his chair, empty the glass, the DVD is about up. The rest they watched in silence. Sasuke was curious but never to willing to admit it. Sakura sat on the couch beside him, staring at the screen and said nothing. Instead, she sipped her drink.
for others would be the silence was unbearable. Sasuke had grown up with her and Sakura just stubborn.

"So ..," she said after the last face had disappeared. "Think not mean that you get around it. You take one and have at least a date." She said with her voice business, clearly, distinctly and with a menacing undertone.
"Do I?" In Sasuke's voice tinged with an ignorant, arrogant tone, all the inherited an Uchiha and had perfected.
"Of course you do this" A sound that Sakura knew and who they are no longer impressed. At least not too much. "Since I know you I've never seen you on a date. Sasuke, you need much fun. The last time you smiled you when we have down this flat plaintiff in court. That's not healthy." He could real concern in her eyes . See
"It was a good day." He explained. Your eyebrow walked, she could also use this skeptical view, she had learned from him.
"You can not give up before I agree?", His eyes left her face for a single second
"Never. I work with you, I know where you live, you can escape me." She also stared in his face . Her look was a dangerous glitter. It was a challenge and Sasuke hated his gaffe last night a bit more. If he had just kept his door, but otherwise he could too.

A short break was formed, in which he breathed deeply. It was the time for his last Trump.
"This blonde idiot with the crooked grin," his voice was calm stressed: "This is a friend of yours?"
He saw the surprise on her face and had to restrain himself a smug grin. "I want him . "
"But ...", Sakura was wide awake at once. The expressions on her face changed from moment to moment: shock, incomprehension, doubt, distrust ... Confusion.
"Him or nobody else." Now he could not stop it, that his lips twitched. He had them trapped.

"This is so unfair." She rubbed her forehead, a sign that she was thinking hard. "Sasuke Uchiha, you're a nasty, nasty man "

He leaned back, it sounded like music to his ears.
" But. "And this word lies freeze him. Sakura rose slowly gathered her things together and her green eyes sparkled at him. "How do you want, boss," she saluted her not consent with sarcasm dripping She was angry could be seen literally as it was boiling in her posture was straight, as she trudged to the door And you could tell.... it easily to the biting tone in her voice. "The fact that you dare to take revenge on him up to me ..."

with a bang the door was closed and Sasuke alone again.
His eyes fell on the DVD case, which was still on the table and his thoughts returned to the blond man, and begged to be practical in the camera: "Call me not to."

since Sakura had understood something wrong. It was not about them. It was about him yourself
This blond idiot he would not hate her date at least not alone.

And Sasuke smiled.

Office 2003 Craker Sur Vista

Wordless Chapter 18

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: 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: lot of hard work, very little result. Or not. Act II, starting shot for the action, if it were for me something of action.

A special feature of low points is that a bottom is not at all in reality.

That sounds confusing and illogical, but true.
A conventional wisdom says that whenever if you believe: That he is. My low point of low points, the defeat of my life, my foot, I will drown by. Fate is always (for the sentimental among us who are) or "something" (for the other) and the skin you have a pure.
This "it" turns a defeat into a lost war and a foot in a huge grease barrel.

If I think so, "You're in love with Kaiba, you pig poor. Worse come's can not. "
Then would I need to know it better. Then it had to
is necessarily to the coming of what it was: I

. In front of him. On the ground. Eating dust.

Therefore, the previous low point, not a real low point. And the current low point not to, because I just know that another, even more humiliating low point, just waiting for me.
My life is simply to continue to speak in metaphors, fat bottomless pit.

"Look at you wallow in your self pity and get up," interrupted Kaiba then unfortunately something quite rude my philosophical thoughts.
. "Fuck you", I replied almost automatically, I braced but at least ever been to an effort: "I'm sorry, but your elevator of horror now I was really not prepared," He's right, but it was not as that I would tell him anywhere.

"Pff. There are handles dog. I did not know that you're blind." It was almost routine, a few insults to warm up and then came the business. But handles ...? The read me sit up after all. Suspicious, I peered up to Roland and wife Summer, the still smiling, funny woman. It was probably set for it. A guy to be polite and ausschaun a lady to nice. As if to compensate for Kaibas more ... incorrect character. A true mixture of horror.
The two stood there all unmoved.

"handles." So I repeated a bit perplexed. "Sure, I was just not on the handles ... hey!
Kaiba had me given to one of the looks and then simply turned around. For a moment I blinked at him behind. Finally, I was invited here, what was that went for a hospitality? the trail is easy and I was still sitting on the cold concrete floor.
As it is not. leaped I turn on my feet and followed the evil trio. Somehow, I'd be interested already, where we went. Ms. Sommer, who waved a briefcase in her hand, had immediately with Kaiba in retreat and Roland actually went a few steps ahead.
That was so unfair. They had home advantage.

After I had listened a few minutes the clicking of the heels of Mrs summer and still no one had explained to wide to me to say anything, then began holding I the conversation with a light small talk topic:
"Go Where the hell are we anyway?" We followed a passage / tunnel that was lit only by neon lights on the ceiling. Seriously, I had somehow Kaibas office somehow differently. The fit here better in a horror movie, I do not think that his business partner felt comfortable here. I did not do it anyway.

"To the car, why do you think we are probably elsewhere in the garage?" Kaibas voice echoed from the walls again as he walked on undeterred and not even turned to me. The
said, however, quite a lot. "Great." I was so important to him then that he ordered me into the garage . If one has ever heard of a meeting that was held in the garage? I for one .... already.
"If the garage is not always the unofficial talks actually-it-were-they-not-things? Am I your dirty secret?" It blurted out of me before I could prevent it.
something I had once seen on television. As the politicians have always met with the journalists in those garages, very secret and ... naja secrecy. Well, that was a feature film, but if there is Such faster-than-light-Lifts, why had not it?

"Wheeler, you do not take that important. By your small delay we have no choice. I still have an important appointment." We turned a corner.

"As if that was my fault," I shouted after him.
"No?"
"The movie is amazing not!"
"With you not."
"For me ... WHAT IS THE HOT AGAIN?"
"Nothing. We're here."
And then we were faced with the familiar sedan.
Roland held the door open and Kaiba looked at me invitingly. With the raised eyebrow, of course.
"fine", with high head up, I trudged past him, into the mouth of the lion ready to rise.

In the cave I was already.

********

The journey lasted. In the beginning, no one said anything and I just sat there while in my head a little lamp with a thick deja vu words flashed.
strange atmosphere? Check.
silence? Check.
pack soon to be suppressing demand Kaiba the collar and just churn well as I: "Damn, why I had to fall into such a bum" cry? Check.
And I had not even thought of flirting . Oh man ...

As to the whole mood However, not only strange but absolutely intolerable was made, Mrs summer.
Their silence was cruel. Kaibas silence I knew. It upsets me, but I knew it. Their silence was new, oppressive and while she looked at me with her clear blue eyes, I was always restless and began to swing his leg, just to make something.

"Um ... I'm sorry to ask again, but where are we going?" And burned the déjà vu lights.

"At my appointment, of course." Kaiba sounded annoyed. He had since the start of the ride a thick pack of papers of the nose and leafed through it. I felt a bit lost before.

"Und wo ist dieser ominöse Termin? Und was ist das überhaup? Man, komm mir hier ein bisschen entgegen.", ich war langsam echt verzweifelt. Die Stimmung hier, war mehr als verquer. Es passte einfach gar nichts. Alles gestelzt und gestellt. Die Welt ist eine Bühne und ich war eigentlich nur der Ersatzschauspieler, der seinen Text nicht konnte und in der Premiere auf die Bühne geschuppst wurde, plötzlich in der Hauptrolle.

"Wir sind da.", sagte Frau Sommer bevor Kaiba zu einer Antwort überhaupt ansetzten konnte und tatsächlich, die Limousine wurde immer langsamer bis sie vor einem großen Gebäude zum Stillstand kam. Kurze Zeit später wurde dir Tür aufgemacht. She got out first, then Kaiba. I just wanted to follow them and stood hunched in the doorway, as he turned back and blocked my way. I squinted through my stoop over the top. That was also a déjà vu thing: Kaiba admired from below, as if he otherwise was not big enough.

"What the soll'n now?" I asked, my throat while I verränkte still a bit more to look him in the face. My head was maybe a foot away from his chest. This is a long ruler from the school and even though the size seemed a then maybe, a foot is not much.

"You do not come with.
"What?" faltered, I. With a thud I let myself fall back onto the seat cushion. I was too confused to be angry.
time bent himself down to see me talking to a hand on the saloon roof fixed. I bet that would have been in this position a good look at Kaibas butt. If not for the jacket. Or the fear that Kaiba has eyes in the back of the head. I for one now had a good look at his eyes . The first day I felt really looked .

"Wheeler ...", he started and ran his hand through his hair. I did not know what I should be more shocked. From the look in his eyes , expressing its Voice or a gesture. All three items showed that Kaiba was tired, they showed that Kaiba damn a man was and he showed it to me by these things .
So I did my best to help him, I kept my mouth shut and listened.

"This is going to take longer. You have two options. Either Roland moves you home, I'll call you tomorrow and we settle the paperwork to express, as I the day after tomorrow in New York must be or ..." and here he paused, looked at my face again exactly as if he was looking for something in it. Whether he found it, I do not know any case, he went on: "... or you do me a favor Mokuba and pick from a friend and care about him. I promised him that I am at home earlier today, which I will not make it. Then we eat together later and can talk about the contract. "

I had stared at him with rather large eyes. For he stood still for a brief moment in the door and looked at me in a way that brought my heart pounding . Then he sat up and took a step back. I could be face to recognize not quite, but I saw the hand that quivered like a farewell and I heard definitely the "Think it's you." before he turned around and stairs to the building up step, I somewhere knew.

I watched his fluttering, stylish but not completely successful, was gone but all the more imposing cloak behind it up on the top step behind a massive wooden door.

Then I heard a cough and went over. as if I had a lightning hit. The disk, which separated from the rest otherwise the cab, had been pushed down. Roland looked at me with a thoughtful gaze. Anyway, he did, when the smile that played about his lips, was any indication: "Sir, if you want to continue to dream, I will give you the engine Otherwise, I would appreciate a statement from you.."
I felt like my cheeks were red. As a man, although they had the right like a schoolgirl in love someone else hinterherzustarren, but not caught the right to be here.

"Um ... uh ... where would you go for love?" Stammered I cope so. In my defense I must say that tickled my tummy. Everything tingled. It was not much that Kaiba had said, but it was much more than usual, is filtered to challenge our usual insults. So I was not very sane, as Roland, the glasses and moved me with a deal - what else could be - polite tone, asked: "Mr. Wheeler, I am able to explain the concept of a chauffeur, I'm here to transport you to a desired place "
I swallowed, perhaps could prevent that I was even redder Anyway, I swallowed hard and somewhere in between there is a managed.. Mokuba from my ...?" neck squeeze.

I mean, Kaiba had a called pleasure . Who am I someone that and to beat a free dinner? So was clear to make what I would, that was no question. The re-twitch Judging by Roland's mouth around, he had expected with my decision although he said with his usual toneless voice. "As you wish." before he was in the road class it and the Sedan in motion, but told the half-smile everything.

"I have not seen for a long Mokuba just, you know," I told him so.
"Certainly sir. That is a good way to catch that."
"Yeah, since ... uhhh not too long. And tonight I also happen to be free then stop."
"Coincidentally, of course."
"As you propose, as a dinner does not. Would you so refuse dinners?"
"Certainly not."
"And when you also can do this contract stuff, then that's wonderful."
"Wonderful, indeed."
"It's not as if I want to spend extra time with Kaiba, which has shown holding such a way you understand? As if you even put a cream pudding in your shopping cart, this is such a moment thing. "
" What cream pudding in the cart, a moment thing, I understand completely. "

Somehow I had the slight feeling that Roland is making fun of me.
No idea why.

*******
Mokuba had been surprised than me and not "Seeeetoooooo" sat in the limousine.
Yes, surprised it hits pretty well.

"Um. You are not Seto. "He had said, they rush him half while his backpack from his shoulders. It was such a heartbreaking Image, I could forget that this was a 16-year-old boy here. I told him so täschelte the cheek and beamed at him: "Razor-sharp concluded recently."
I do not know if I would have even more can go wrong.

It took the whole trip, the food at Burger World and visit the arcade forgiven until he almost had me. could

was not until the Kaiba-villa I be back "buddy Joe", which may be due to the crushing victory that he won on his Playstation with me. Yes, yes ... which has not cheered up any Kaiba.
But there was a big, big difference, at any rate between large-and small-Kaiba. One would have laughed at me and throw it out, the other invited me to an ice cream in his oversized kitchen.

"You were not too bad ...", Mokuba explained between bites of our pleasurable huge chocolate ice-syrup-Streussel-bergs. "The others do not last as long as you are by my brother, except, of course."
I rolled my eyes. Of course. But the vast amounts of chocolate I voted conciliatory. Kaiba was just Mokubas God and so quickly would probably not do anything. I could only hope that at the Serenity also did.

"How long will you stay really, Joey?" Mokuba asked me out of the blue. I choked me a bit on the ice: ".. Um actually I'm waiting on your brother," I said two more bites zwischne. Somehow, me and embarrassing Mokubas raised eyebrows because not very helpful. Even so Kaibading. "You know, I have to settle something with him ... Professional"
"Oh no, not you remember it!", He groaned and sat up the spoon. "Seriously, when I saw you in the limo, I thought that maybe we can finally Seto a little thinking of his own fun. ... But, oh man."
I could only just be to prevent rot. Kaibas fun ... with me ... Then came up images I now have not wanted there. I concentrated rather sure to scrape the rest Schokomansche from our shell.
"Well I, I look at least then someone who is waiting with me on Seto. Let's make a movie or something." He sighed as he placed the bowl in the dishwasher.
"Not a horror movie." Shot it out of me, as if from a gun.
"But Joey ..."
"No blood-anxiety racing even-more-blood-film."
"Come on, which are not soooo scary."
"Are you even old enough?"
"I have internet and can deal with search engines, you think it still plays some role?"

And so on and so on. We discussed in any event just excited when my eyes accidentally fell on the door. And with one blow Mokuba was miles away.
Kaiba was standing there, but how ... leaning against the door frame, a slight smile on his lips. But the truly unbearable was that the smile was when our eyes met. The only thing that changed was that Kaiba now entered the room

"Seto, Seto Mokuba ...", began with a reproachful tone, while he was still leaning against the dishwasher". You were not even to eat there. We have so many things, lots of healthy eating, right Joey? "
I nodded dutifully. Burger and chocolate are incredibly healthy, I tell you.

"I'm sorry Mokie, but you know how it currently is. I'm just not getting out of the company." Kaiba said as he suspiciously eyed the table on which no individual chocolate crumbs were seen.
Something bothered me at this answer, but it was just in feeling, so I ignored it. Maybe it was just the excuse. Or the nickname. The Kaiba, who I knew was using was not something like that. But the family Kaiba was different, I knew already. Just that he could also be me Family Kaiba, this was new. I could practically feel how my face twisted into a completely giddy grin.

What can I say? Happy families make of me has always been a wimp.

"has not come out with a nothing-The" time "emulate, brother. If you would let me at least some staff, I could help you really
...."," No, Mokuba ... We have but already talked about it. I do not want that. "Kaiba massaged his temples. Go with something in his voice with impatience.
"And I want you not only for five hours to see the weekend. Damn, I'm sixteen! But that interested so any of you. I remain always the 'short'. Happy continue working." He called out and then made bang it, the door was gone and Mokuba. Just my luck

grin. That was the, the dream of a perfect family. I looked inquiringly at any rate up to Kaiba, no idea what I had expected from him. It could be a sacking or a hug, the latter probably came from my imagination.
He sighed in any case only. "I'm still a coffee and then we sat down at your stuff."
I nodded. Coffee sounded good.

****
"You want me to pay actual duration ?" We had taken the living room, or that I had taken and had put me in one of the few areas that I knew here. Then Kaiba had brought his briefcase and set before me a stack of papers I leafed through now.
He shrugged his shoulders. "In a sense you really assistierst me in this case." I was still staring at the paper, there was an hourly wage of 13 €. Not bad at all, not bad.
"Uh ... okay." Muttered I flipped on and on. Damn, there stood in it all. Including holidays and sickness ... "What's that?" I showed him the two clauses.
"If you can not at a dinner." He said shortly, and let himself sink back into his chair.
"I thought that would be only one!", Somehow I was somewhat surprised. And I had more than this contract something ... well ... bureaucratic crap seen on Kaiba was the happy, so I began to realize that it was quite useful after all. Anyway, it was a nice Vorwahrnung.
"Such a trial can last if it is." Kaiba told me as he sipped his coffee. Tired winked at me, the coffee did not seem to affect any event special. I think he did not know under what circumstances, so I did not ask there.

"I need you 24 hours' notice to give when I can not? What about an emergency?" I was always confused and turned the pages back from the rear to the front and back. At the end were even etiquette. That was the first thing I had me excited. But Kaiba was too tired to argue with me alone and it was not fun. So I had just passed out to promote its "fair hair, the dress code, I just read his views.

"Read on." Ah, actually there was even a section on emergencies. My God, what a shit ...
"All right. So, just so I got that right. I send you my tax card and account number and everything is wonderful?"
Lo and behold, Kaibas eyebrow moved again.
"whassup?"
"idiot." He muttered. But it was a nice idiot, just so I rolled my eyes and turned back to the paragraph that I did not had understood.
"Yeah laugh, you just, I do not have to do with contracts every day and especially not so. What the hell 'Asked study materials?"
But instead of a new offense or a heruntergeleierten explanation I heard was, "wait." and Kaiba had disappeared from the room. I watched the crackling in the fireplace, which somehow fit the season. And I snuggled on the sofa even more. I had the same drive to get home, get out in the cold, which I had absolutely no desire. But that was then, now it was warm.

I heard Kaibas steps as he entered the room and fell next to me a little heavy on the stomach. "Ow! What is this for now?" I cursed as I watched the thing closer. It was a briefcase.
"Your work made materials." Said Kaiba read and slide back to his chair. For me it never looked so elegant.
"A briefcase, and exciting." I wanted to put the thing already on the ground, but Kaibas rolling eyes read me pause. "How would it open with?" Suggested he and I stuck out his tongue.

Clicking the thing was opened. And my mouth as well.
"This ... this ..", I was still staring at the contents. Kaibas amused voice came to me for help: "If a laptop, a cell phone and ... "
" ... a car key? "I held it against Kaiba, he shone in the light of the fire.
" You've got a driver's license? "asked Kaiba and I stared at him angrily. Of course, I had a driver's license, but we had only one car and the need to revise my father.
"But ... Kaiba, which I can not accept. This is too much. Really. "I just a fake assistant.
was" Wheeler, which is not a favor that I will do, but a company car. Do you think I can agree to let you be late to appointments, only because 'the path delay' was? ", His voice was the last part of the sentence somewhat sarcastically. Could it related that he had cited my Lieblingsausrede from class. I stared at the car keys still in between confusion and delight. Somehow it felt like a gift, even if Kaiba was me that it was only a means to an end. Somehow it was ...

"Thanks." and I smiled at him, right.
"No problem, dog." and he smiled back.

There are moments that can destroy even insults.
And there are moments where it was okay to be in love.
My heart, at least, knocked. Again.
deja vu.