Nazo no Kisu (Mysterious Kiss)

Nazo no Kisu (Mysterious Kiss)

Intro: Welcome to my newest fic, Nazo no Kisu, or Mysterious Kiss. This story will have
nothing to do with the characters original personalities and attitude towards each other
or the stories/arcs in the anime or manga. I'm just borrowing the characters and the
school and Kaiba Corp.
Pairings: There's only one REAL pairing in this fic. I hate to give it to ya. So guess on it. ;)
Warnings: Yaoi
Other Info: The last names of Akeifa (Bakura) and Atemu (Yami) are completely made up
by me. So don't sue me because I don't know Arabic. ;)
Disclaimer: The wonderful Kazuki Takahashi, Konami, Shonen Jump, and etc. own
Yu-Gi-Oh! The only thing I own is this story.

Chapter One: The Kiss

A kiss. That's all it was. Wasn't it? It didn't mean anything. Did it? Friends kiss all the time.
Don't they? But I never thought of US as friends. Did I? I don't know what to think of this.
It's ridiculous! My mind is running in circles like the one who left it that way. I'm crazy over
this girl...not the GUY who kissd me. I have never thought of him in that way. Nor will I ever!

But...

I can't still get it out of my head...or off my lips. It happened so fast, so passionately! Did his
lips meet mine for 2 seconds...maybe 2 minutes...or maybe it was 2 hours. I don't know. It's
been 2 weeks and it feels like it's still going on!

Unfortunately, I remember what happened...a little TOO vividly for my comfort...

It happened 2 weeks ago, in Phys. Ed. That week was table tennis week. Lucky me, I had
to be paired with HIM. We weren't enemies, nor the best of friends. We hardly would say a
word to each other...that is, unless we were dueling. And since we both LOVE to duel and
enter a lot of tournaments...I guess that we do kind of talk a lot.

So anyways, we were learning the basics of the game. Rules, strategies, history, etc, blah,
blah, blah, blah when I noticed him checking me out. It wasn't the "I'm-going-to-kick-your-
ass-after-school" look, which I had gotten often. It was more of "I'm-going-to-fuck-you-in-the-
ass-after-school' look. I was trying to figure out why he would give me that look...when the
next thing I knew I was on the ground rubbing my nose. Everyone was laughing at me,
except for him as I got up off the floor. Indeed he wasn't laughing, but he was giving me a look.
The smile he wore that moment I looked at him was a mix of lust and annoyance.

It was more annoyance, but the lust stuck in my head. I dusted myself off and served. He
returned more gently as I hurried to paddle the ball back to him. He winked at me as he
gracefully hit the ball, directly back to me. It bounced on my side and veered to the left...
where I almost fell once again hitting the ball. I could see him constantly flirting with me as
we continued to hit the ball back to each other, neither one of us giving up the first point as
we kept up the intense, intimate pace of the game.

Next thing I knew...the teacher was telling us that class was over. I hit the ball once again and
he caught it, then smiled at me.

It almost slipped my mind that day, that I had clean up duty with...him, that is, until sensei
stopped me from going to the locker room.

"Mutou-san? Did you forget this week, you and Ikhras-san have cleaning duties?"

I sighed in defeat and turned around. Only to have my eyes meet Ikhras-san, and that once
again lust filled-annoyed look.

Sensei...leaving...going back to his office. Great. Now it's me and him...alone. The LAST thing
I want to happen today. Sighing once again, I begin picking up the rackets, while he picked
up the plastic balls. We put each other into their respective containers and moved the tables
to the corner. We both lean against a table, taking a much needed breather.

"Finished." he says.

"Yea, we are..." why did I even bother to respond?!

"Are you going to be in the city tournament in the next 2 weeks?" he asks me.

"Yea, I plan to. The top two advance to nationals."

"We will be those two Yugi. You are a wonderful duelist."

Wow...a comment from him. Unbelievable.

"Umm...thanks Atemu."

I think this is the most we've ever said to each other...ever! Wait...let me think... Yep. This is
the longest conversation we've ever had.

"Come on. Let's go. We both have another class and I don't think sensei will write us a pass."
He says placing a hand on my shoulder.

I look up just in time for my lips to meet with his. To feel his hands hold my face in perfect
position for me to feel him...his passion, his lust, even his love for me. I feel something swell
deep inside of me and burst; spreading warmness, calmness, serenity throughout my body.
All that, in 2 seconds.

When I finally descended back into my body from that happy place he'd taken me to...I was
alone in the gym. Which was a VERY good thing. I couldn't face anyone at this time, not even
my best friend, Jounouchi Katsuya at the moment.

I suddenly feel the warmness from the kiss run directly to my face, leaving me as red as the
tips of my hair.

I somehow managed to make it through the rest of that day, turning blood-red whenever the
kiss made its way to my thoughts. Believe me, which happened very often.

The next day at school, at Phys. Ed., Atemu said the usual to me...nothing. No suspicious
looks. We didn't even have the intense game like we had yesterday. We cleaned up in silence
and departed silently. Not even one 'sayonara' could be heard...

It had been the same way between us ever since. And that was 2 weeks ago to date.

So, Atemu Ikhras, was the kiss a one-time thing? Why do you have my head swimming instead
of my crush, Anzu Masaki?

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There's chapter one. Hope you enjoyed it. Thanks for reading! Please review. I would love to
read it!