Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Love of a Priestess ❯ Sleeping ( Chapter 15 )

I dug through my bags for my nightdress and underwear, then showered and changed. All the Channeling that morning had worn me out.

Freshly showered and changed, I stood uncertainly at the edge of the large bed. I was uncomfortable about the thought of sleeping in the same bed with Kaiba, but the bed was surely large enough to provide some space. I could see no place else, in any case.

However, I found the little couch in my closet. Instead of pulling it out into the main room, I left the door to the closet open and covered myself with a coat. If Kaiba looked for me, he was sure to find me.

I didn't realize that the Kaiba that I could have slept with was, at that moment, having a pillow fight with his little brother, a genuine smile gracing his handsome face and the iciness gone from his beautiful eyes.

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I fell asleep quickly, only to be awakened what felt like a few moments later. I lay very still, to give the impression that I was still asleep.

Kaiba was kneeling beside me, one hand gently resting over mine and the other stroking my hair. I was surprised at the intimacy and emotion he was demonstrating. I had never thought he would be like this.

With a soft sigh he stood, and remained beside the couch for a few moments. I imagined he was deliberating what to do with me now. After a minute's consideration, he leaned over and slid an arm under my knees. He used the other hand to lift my head and slipped it underneath. He lifted me from the couch, and, thus cradling me, carried me back to the bed.

He shifted my body in his arms so that he could draw the comforter and sheets aside. Gently, he lay me down and covered me snugly. I heard him walk to the other side of the room, the side with the closets. He must have been changing.

I felt him slide into the bed from the other side. Rather than stay on that side, though, he slid all the way over until he lay very close, only a hand's length away. Timidly, he reached out and touched my shoulder. When I didn't respond, he pulled himself closer, until he was lying comfortably against me.

What surprised me most was that I said nothing. Though I was conscious the whole time, and consciously objecting to his touch and presence, I didn't do anything to stop him.