'You really shouldn't make statements if you're not willing to be proven wrong.'
Scarlette rested her head against the tiled wall of the shower-stall, whimpering. The hot water helped ease her muscles but didn't help with the throbbing ache she was feeling between her legs.
She closed her eyes for a moment, only to let them flutter open at the sound of the shower-stall being pulled open. A strong arm circled around her waist, pulling her to whoever it was behind her. Warm, steady breathing ghosted over her neck and shoulder and a deep chuckle led her to identify the intruder.
'K-Kaiba? What are y-you doing here?' she stuttered.
Her face grew incredibly warm; why was Kaiba in her shower?!
He nipped at her earlobe. 'I don't know. It's your dream', he murmured.
She took in a deep breath. So she was dreaming? Why did it feel so real then?-
'I-I don't understand -' 'don't play dumb, Scarlette. You and I both know I'm here because you're curious to as what I meant with my statement', he cut her off.
She bit her bottom lip; even in her dreams, Kaiba was still an arrogant jerk!
'You can try to deny it all you want. But I know for a fact you're going to take back what you said', he promised.
'What did I say, exactly?' she asked him.
'Hmm', he pressed her against the shower-wall, holding her there with his stronger, larger body; 'well that you wouldn't enjoy it if I got a bit handsy with you. I'm sure you'll take back those words', he drawled out and she shivered.
'You're wrong -' he pressed his lips to her neck, hotly, effectively cutting her off.
'Oh I think not', a devilish grin spread across his face, his hand on her stomach moving higher until his fingertips grasped at her breast. She bit harshly on her bottom lip. She didn't want to react…
'I think you really are more sensitive than normal, aren't you?' his voice grew husky with arousal and even though she normally hated his condescending tone, it only seemed to rile her up more. He drew his thumb over the middle of her breast, teasing the tip until it became tight and hard under his touch. She whined softly in response.
'Don't hold back on my account', his strong fingers closed around her flesh; 'I want you to scream for me', he growled.
She defiantly shook her head. 'I won't', her breathing had already deepened, amusing him even more.
'Yes, you will', his other hand enclosed around her other breast. He began to fondle them both, slowly at first, but she noticed how his touch became harsher, harder. And no matter how wrong it seemed…it felt so good! But she would rather be tortured like this than to lose her pride. She had never bowed down to him and she wasn't about to start.
'I-I won't give into you -' he pressed her more tightly into the wall.
'We'll see', he tugged at her earlobe with his teeth; 'we'll see…'
Scarlette jolted awake in cold sweat, breathing heavily. She put a hand to her head with a groan.
What the hell is wrong with me?! I can't be having that kind of dreams about my boss!
She closed her eyes, feeling warmth creep over her face. She could still feel those strong biceps around her, his hard chest pressing into her back…
Ugh! Stop it! She scolded herself; this is all your fault, Mokuba!
She turned onto her side, rubbing her eyes tiredly. She ground her teeth together; she knew her hormones were to blame for this but it still bugged the hell out of her. She didn't want these dreams, not about Kaiba…
…
That Sunday afternoon, Scarlette had opted to go to the café she used to work at. As luck would have it, she had met Joey there. At first, he didn't want to talk to her. But after asking him to just give her a chance to explain, he had agreed and they had taken a stroll together.
'I do hope ya' didn't catch anything, smooching with Kaiba like that', Joey next to her pulled a grossed out face.
Scarlette laughed, pushing her sunglasses further up her nose. Since the commotion about the charity even hadn't quite died down yet, she was forced to wear a hooded jacket and a pair on sunglasses to keep low-profile.
'If I had I would've known by now', she lowered her gaze; 'though Mokuba seems very eager to set us up, making suggestive comments and what not', she stuck her tongue out; 'that kid needs to get laid', she grumbled.
It was then Joey's turn to laugh. 'It's not funny, you jerk!' she yelled at him.
'No you're right', he held a hand to his stomach; 'it's priceless!'
She ground her teeth together. She grabbed him by his ear. He let out a sound she would've found comical if she wasn't so angry with him.
'How about we trade places then! I'm sure you'll love smooching Kaiba!' she exclaimed.
'Let go of me, will ya'? No I wouldn't like that! That jerk still owes me a duel', Joey exclaimed back.
'Well you'll have to wait. He's probably going to invite my dad over for dinner', her expression turned sour.
Joey put his hands behind his head. 'How is your dad anyways?' he asked.
She shrugged. 'As good as can be expected. He keeps going to his physical therapy and that's helped a little bit', she looked up to the sky; 'but who knows? KaibaCorp. is making these lightweight exoskeletons, so maybe that's help him to walk again', she said.
'Ah yeah I forgot. Kaiba's being kinda' nice to you, right?' he asked.
'As nice as he's able to', Scarlette responded.
Her mind travelled back to what Mokuba had said; about Kaiba and his many one night stands. She couldn't imagine doing that. To not be able to kiss someone and make love to them…seemed awful to her. Though it had only confused her more as to why Kaiba had kissed her. Why would he do that if it did nothing for him?
The kiss itself still lasted in her mind, even though she didn't want it. It might've been Kaiba's first kiss but it certainly hadn't felt like it. It had felt like he knew exactly what he wanted, like some instinct in him had taken over –
'Tick tock! Earth to Scarlette?!'
She blinked a few times, finding Joey right in front of her face. Shrieking, she punched him right in the face, causing him tumble a few yards backwards. He clutched his face groaning. She only gaped at him.
'Joey I'm sorry!' she gasped; 'let me help -' 'no don't touch me! Lady you pack one hell of a punch!' he cut her off.
She laughed awkwardly at him, a sweatdrop forming over her head. 'Sorry?' she apologized softly.
'Yeah yeah, you're lucky you're pretty', he grumbled.
She watched him stomp away, leaving her by herself on the sidewalk. She then got a text on her phone. She looked at it, seeing it was Kaiba.
The disguise really doesn't help; you stick out like a sore thumb. - Kaiba
She looking around her. He had to be around here somewhere if he was able to see her. She scoffed.
'Creepy-ass stalker', she grumbled.
Another text. Mind repeating that for me? - Kaiba
She soon spotted a sleek, black sports car parked across the road. Scoffing, she went towards it, tapping on the tinted window. As it scrolled down, she indeed found Kaiba inside, looking as annoyingly handsome as ever in his purple trenchcoat. She only briefly noted how the black shirt underneath was really tight against his chest and toned stomach. So much so that it got her to wonder how she hadn't noticed before how fit he was.
She leaned against his car, glaring at him through her sunglasses, annoyed with herself for looking at him like that. Stupid, hormonal driven dream, she scoffed.
'Why are you following me around?' she asked.
With a grin, he took her sunglasses off her face. She tore it out of his hand, her glare not letting up.
'What were you doing with Wheeler?' he returned the question.
'It doesn't say in my contract I can't take strolls with my friends', she paused; 'even if you despise them', she added carefully.
'You should've worn a better disguise. If I can recognize you, so will the press', he told her.
She sighed. 'Speaking of which, did you make any statements towards them?' she wondered.
'Yes, I did.'
Sheesh, you want to elaborate?!
'Enlighten me', she shrugged.
He scoffed. 'Why don't you get inside first?' he gave her clothes a disapproving once over; 'those shorts are bound to attract the wrong people', she narrowed her eyes.
'Thanks a lot', Jackass, she added internally, it's summer, not everyone dressed in padded trenchcoats every day, like you!
She got into his car, giving him an expecting look. 'Well, what did you say?' she asked.
'The usual. The 'we have been together for a while but she was kind of shy so we waited to come out in public together' route', he explained.
She snorted. 'And that worked?' she was genuinely surprised.
'One thing to know about the media, they love the shy girl-thing', was his response.
She sat back. 'How did your adoring fans react?' she could imagine his legion of fangirls going absolutely mental over the thought of their idol being stolen from them.
'They took it reasonable well. Now that there's a woman at my side, they can imagine themselves as you.'
Oh goody, Scarlette could already see the room of a fifteen-year-old girl, posters of Seto Kaiba on her wall, with the pictures from the newspapers, only to have her face be covered by a chunky cutout of the girl's face. It humored her really; she thought it was rather funny.
She noted his facial expression; he seemed pleased with himself. That led her to one conclusion;
'You're being smug about it. You like the attention', she then concluded.
He rolled his eyes at her. She started to laugh at him, much to his chagrin. She couldn't believe it; Seto Kaiba was actually a bit of an attention-whore! Why hadn't she thought of that before?! He was such a big peacock; puffing out his chest, to be the best at everything!
'Don't push your luck', he warned her.
She kept laughing. 'O-or what? Y-you'll spank me?' she was close to tears by then she didn't notice how his jaw tightened at her comment.
'Keep going and I might just do exactly that.'
She wiped a few tears away, her expression turning serious. Well shit, she had made him angry again.
'Well if that got out to the media that would reflect badly on you', she tried to avoid the subject.
She wasn't about to discuss sexual matters with him, again. What Mokuba had done was bad enough as it was…
'I doubt it', and he was back to being the usual Kaiba. She leaned her head back, her mind flashing back to the talk she had with her father about the 'family dinner'. He hadn't minded at all. He said he was happy to be present.
'Did Mokuba bring up the family dinner again?' she wondered.
'Yeah. I don't know what you did but he can't stop going on about it', he started the car. She buckled up, but kept her gaze on him.
'I didn't do anything. It was his idea', she argued.
'I figured', his blue eyes were fixated on the road ahead but he seemed to be listening at the same time.
She swallowed; could she bring up the subject of Mokuba trying to set them up? She wanted to, just to clear the air but she had no idea what Kaiba's reaction would be. He was so damn unpredictable lately…
'Sounds to me like your younger brother is trying to play matchmaker', she said, very carefully.
Already was her stomach tying in knots. And Kaiba's neutral expression gave her no clue to his eventual response.
'He thinks I need more people in my life. A woman in particular', he answered curtly.
She pondered her next words, but decided to speak her mind nonetheless. 'Yeah, but he shouldn't just try to set us up just because I'm your assistant, right?' her cheeks grew flushed and she averted her eyes at the thought; 'I highly doubt that would turn out well for either of us…' she whispered the last part under her breath, but somehow knew he had heard her despite all that.
She put her arms around herself, suddenly regretting ever saying anything about the subject. She didn't know what it was but it just made her so damn uncomfortable. Just the thought of being in a real relationship with Kaiba unnerved her. How could she possibly love a man that had so many walls up around him?
She had always looked at Kaiba like a big jerk and she had been fine with that. But now, thanks to Mokuba, she was slowly starting to see more of whom he really was and if she was being honest with herself…it terrified her. It was so much easier to despise him than to sympathize with him.
The car pulling to a halt shook her out of her thoughts. She looked out of the window, seeing that Kaiba had pulled over at a sushi restaurant. She gave him a worried look.
'I can't go into such a luxurious place looking like this!' she protested.
He simply ignored her protests, and got out of the car. Muttering insults to him under her breath, she pulled off her hood and followed him. As she did, he took hold of her hand, a strangely affectionate gesture on his part but she didn't push it. They were in public, she couldn't make a scene.
With a huff, he dragged her inside. He didn't bother asking for a table and it didn't surprise her that the staff didn't say anything. Kaiba was the biggest, baddest, most intimidating and well-known CEO in Domino. They wouldn't dare to cross him.
She sighed, resting her chin in her palm. She guessed fake-dating Kaiba had its perks. No-one dared to talk back to her, which often left her amused. She had seen Mokuba take advantage of the fact he was Kaiba's brother and he urged her to do the same.
When the waiter arrived, Kaiba ordered the wine, like he usually did and they were both presented with a menu. She curiously looked through it; all of the dishes looked amazing.
'Don't bother ordering the cheapest thing on the menu', she looked up; 'let me worry over the money', he insisted.
'Sure', she rubbed her eyes; she wouldn't order too much food. Her stomach was still upset with her, as it usually was during her period. She just felt lucky she had ingested a few pain-killers before leaving the house.
'How are your debts?' she gazed up to Kaiba's blue eyes.
'Fine, I guess. If I keep up like this, I might've paid off everything by the end of next month', the words sounded ridiculous as they left her mouth. Then again, her salary at KaibaCorp. was startlingly high, and she hadn't even included the extra money she received from going out with him.
'Good', the wine arrived and they both gave through their orders. He sipped from his glass, though not keeping her eyes off her; 'and your father?'
Well aren't you being nice all of a sudden, she fought her smile. She wouldn't admit it, but part of her much preferred the relaxed Kaiba to the stressed out, always moody Kaiba.
'Dad's been okay. He tries to be out of the house as much as possible', she paused; 'he even joined a tennis club for disabled people', she smiled.
'I want him to come over to KaibaCorp. tomorrow', Kaiba suddenly spoke; 'we've made a prototype for the exoskeleton and I want him to be the first to try it out', he went out.
She let her eyes widen. 'You're kidding?' she asked.
He smirked. 'I don't kid', he responded.
'Well you must've had a terrible life then', her comment was meant to be humorous but she saw him tense up terribly at it. That led her to believe she had unintentionally struck a sore spot. So it had something to do with his past that he was like this?
She carefully reached for his hand across the table. 'I'm sorry…I didn't mean it like that', she apologized.
He just shrugged it off. 'Well you're right, my childhood wasn't the best, but I've put that behind me', the tone of his voice was flat with disinterest.
She bit her lip. 'Kaiba…I really am sorry -' 'just drop it, Scarlette' he pulled his hand out of her grasp and with that simple movement, he had shut down the conversation. She found it wise not to push him any further.
'I'll talk to my dad about Monday', she tried to keep talking to him, even though he had shut her off so rudely before.
'Good', he swirled the wine in his glass absently; 'we also fly to Los Angeles oncoming Wednesday till Friday. I'm looking to improve my DuelDisk system and I might collaborate with a company for some materials', he explained.
That left her panicked. She had never left her dad alone at home ever since the accident!
He noticed her discomfort. 'What is it?' he asked.
Her mouth dropped. 'My dad…I can't leave him -' 'I'll take care of it', he assured her.
She let her tense shoulders drop slightly. 'Thank you', she smiled at him.
What seemed to be a hint of a genuine smile flashed across his face. 'You're welcome.'
…
OMG no Kaiba can't smile! Every time Kaiba smiles, a puppy dies! Ha ha. Anyway, they're going on a business trip together. And I added in a subtle Easter egg about Kaiba's new DuelDisk. Since he finished the production for them around the same time Ishizu arrived (and keep in mind that Kaiba had enough DuelDisks for all the duelists in Battle City, I figured it would take a few months before they were finished, so that's what the business trip is for)
Anyway, please rate and review. It lets me know you guys care ^^
Lots of Love,
~TheOneWithTooManyInterests
