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This is my first FF that I have ever written and also put on. So please don't be too hard on me, will you? ó.ò
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Sleepless beauty

I slowly wake up to the ringing of my alarm clock. I am annoyed that I did not turn it off the night before and want to reach for it. But somehow long into nowhere. No table, no alarm clock - whose penetrating ringing is already annoying to me.
Grumbling, I open one eye, but close it again immediately. I didn't even know that sunlight could be so bright. I want to turn around to finally find this alarm clock - I guess I left it somewhere again - when it suddenly stops making a sound and I feel movement behind me.
Slowly - it feels like I'm moving in slow motion - I turn my head in the direction from which the movement came. For a brief moment I am blinded by the sun, but as my eyes get used to the brightness, I get the shock of my life.What is Kaiba, my avowed archenemy, doing here in my bed? Since when has my bed been this big and the sheets, are they made of silk?
Now completely confused, I look around the room. Once again I have to realize that what I see does not belong to me and can never be my room in my life. Because this room is huge - I even think my entire apartment could fit in here - and blue. That can only mean one thing. I'm in my archenemy's villa and I'm in bed with him. Somehow it's totally stupid, but at the same time a strange and pleasant feeling ...
But how do I even get here? I want to get up quietly so as not to wake him up and then disappear, but as soon as I sit upright, a pain flashes through me. As if that were a signal, I remember everything again. I can literally feel like I'm blushing.
Like a film, yesterday's day runs back in front of my eyes.Kaiba, who picks me up after I was blown up and sat on the bench in the park in the pouring rain, completely exhausted. Kaiba, who takes me in his arms and strokes my back soothingly when I tell him that my father hit me again and kicked me out. Kaiba who is just nice, friendly and loving.
I can't resist the urge and look into his sleeping face. He seems so peaceful when he sleeps, no comparison to otherwise. Normally he always looks cold and serious. But now...
Only when he moves slightly do I realize that I've been staring at him the whole time. Suddenly I blush again and slide a little further away. The blanket, which I was holding tightly and wrapped around my body, slips down a little.
The next shock! Why the hell am I not wearing anything? I look carefully and slowly at Kaiba and he has nothing on. .... Did I really sleep with Kaiba?The blush rises in my face again - so slowly I think I'm mutating into a tomato! Maybe that would also explain the pain I feel. But what did I do? Oh god, I hope I didn't tell him how I felt about him. No Please not.
I couldn't take it that he knew and finished me off with the knowledge or worse, ignored me. I shake my head to get rid of these thoughts and want to get out of bed when the "sweet" pain hits me again and I swear softly to myself.
"Where are you going, puppy?" I hear Kaiba say quietly and sleepily behind me. Shit, now I woke him up. I take a quick breath and then turn around a little. But slowly, because I really don't want Kaiba to see that I'm in pain. He'd just make fun of it. But when I see him I am really speechless.
Kaiba smiles at me!Not this arrogant and confident smile, but one of those that he has only reserved for Mokuba. With tousled hair and still quite sleepy, he sits up a little and yawns first.
I still can't do anything but stare at him. He is him and yet he is different. Now I'm really wondering what I'm spinning together again.
"Slept well?" I suddenly hear him ask. I can't say anything so I just nod.
In the next moment I notice how he gets up and gets dressed. I'm kind of embarrassed so I just stare at my hands that are clawing into the bedspread. I don't even notice how he finishes dressing and also throws my clothes at me.
I wonder why he hasn't said anything yet. Is he ignoring me now? But if he did, he wouldn't have thrown my clothes at me or asked me if I slept well.
He is standing at his desk and seems to be looking for something. As I watch him do it, I remember his sentence from earlier.Puppies, not mutt or street mutt or anything offensive. No, puppy. Almost sounds like a nickname. But that was probably just an accident. Or not?
"Why did you call me puppy?" I hear myself ask and at the same time wonder why I said that out loud.
He turns around and doesn't look at with a raised eyebrow. “Do you prefer Joey, puppy?” I think I misheard. "Repeat that again" I ask of him. "What? Pooch?" he asks. I shake my head "That before ..."
There again. He smiles at me! He stops looking and comes over to me, not taking my eyes off me. "Or do you prefer Joey?" he asks me as he sits down on the bed with me. I can't believe it, he really called me by my first name. I look at him quizzically. A thousand questions are going through my head right now. The first that come to my mind, am I dreaming?Is that real Or do I wake up right away and it was just a dream again. One of countless.
Only his voice pulls me out of my confused thoughts. He's still smiling "Come on, get dressed. Breakfast will be downstairs." Then he goes into an adjoining room, I guess that will be the bathroom. While he is in the bathroom, I finally take the chance to get dressed and take a look around.
I had long wanted to be with Kaiba. How could it be otherwise? After all, I love him. But that will probably remain a one-sided love, at least I always thought firmly. But now I'm not so sure anymore. Because he is acting far too strange for that today. Sighing softly, I go to the window and look out into the large garden. I'm so absorbed in the sight of the beautiful garden - where you can't even see the end - that I don't really notice how he comes out of the bathroom and stands next to me.Only when he moves a little does it strike me.
"Why do you suddenly call me by my first name?" I ask him without taking my eyes off the window. I'm too scared that his eyes will be cold again. "Why shouldn't I?" he asks me. "I don't know ..." and shrug his shoulders. I hear him sigh and hug me. I get a little frightened because I expected everything, but not that he would hug me.
"What..?" I want to start, but he doesn't let me finish, he turns me around and kisses me. Only briefly and shyly so as not to scare me too much, but he does. He releases me again and looks at me.
I could sink into his sapphire blue eyes again. I don't know if I should be amazed or just cry. But it seems as if this decision is made for me when I feel the tears running down my cheeks.
He looks at me puzzled, which is understandable, after all, I'm crying here right now.But then takes his hand and gently wipes my tears away. "Shh, why are you crying?" he asks gently, hugging me and stroking my back like he did the day before.
"Because I'm afraid it's all just a dream ..." "What?" he asks me. "Everything that I'm here ... we haven't argued like we usually do ... that you're nice and don't always call me mutt and whatever, but just Joey ..." I stammer in front of me, don't even notice what I'm saying exactly.
"Why shouldn't I call you Joey, puppy? After all, you call the person you love by their first name, don't you?" Absent-mindedly I nod until I realize what he has just said to me. "You ... you love me?" I hear myself wondering uncertainly. "But why did you keep arguing with me and all that?" A smile crosses his face as he answers. "Honestly, would you have talked to me normally?Hardly likely."
He's right there. Then I would certainly never have gone to him and talked to him. But for one thing all these arguments were good. Without her, I would never have fallen in love with him, and he probably wouldn't have fallen in with me either. Because of this, he also paid me a lot more attention than anyone else.
To finally answer his question, I shake my head and look at him. Again I am fascinated by his blue eyes. Yeah, I really can't deny it. I love him, very much in fact ... and he love me too.
"You see?" he says and looks at me lovingly. "So and now let's go downstairs and finally have some breakfast. Or are you not hungry?" he grins. "You still ask?" I look at him with a mock, slightly indignant expression on my face. Me and not hungry? He doesn't believe that himself! Honestly. “Are we going now or not?” He just nods and takes my hand. Lead me to the big door that leads out to the hallway.When he opens the large double door and wants to step out, I stop again and since he still has me by the hand, he has to stand still. He turns to me and looks me in the eye questioningly.
I now hold his hand with my hands and look deep into his eyes. I can finally tell him what I've been wanting to do for a long time and not just in my dreams or my wishful thinking. Once again I take a deep breath, look him briefly again in the eyes - not too long, because otherwise I will sink into them again - and finally hear me say it:

"Seto, I love you!"

Owari! ^^

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