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What is owed…

I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! If I did, Bakura would dress sexier…

KaliAnn: "She can push very hard. A dragon needs to be tough."

The Duelist's Heiress: "I will. ;P"

pretzelboy: "I like to keep my plot unpredictable if possible. Keep is exciting that way. Clichés are boring and since we really don't get a good picture of her as a character in that short time she is seen, I think she is very malleable. But she will still have a sweet side…she just hides it for now—can't give away plot bunnies. I'm pleased you like this fic so much!"

Angealroth: "Here is the meeting with Pegasus. Enjoy and good luck with finals."

SetoKaibafan12338: "How do people not make the connection? ! He is so batman!"

Princess Atema: "He does and it will stay that way. :)"

Plain Text.
Thoughts
Past Life Counterpart
Singing
*Footnotes
POV switch

Seto Kaiba sat down in the conference room on the top floor. Across from him sat one Pegasus J. Crawford, sitting with one leg crossed in one of those ridiculous red suits. He frowned. Gozaburo had loved the color as well…

"Hello there Kaiba-boy. Is been so long. We really should meet up more often, you know," the older man began cordially.

"Save-it. Have you reviewed my proposal?" the younger of the two demanded, setting his briefcase down on the table.

Pegasus took a sip from a teacup. "I have, but there are more important things to discuss. Did you read today's paper? It had such a lovely article," the older man said coyly.

"Pegasus," he gritted out, "that load of crap is not worth my time. I only want to discuss my new game. You've been making new cards and I'd like to get a look at them to incorporate them into my system with am agreement that each new card you make gets added into the game."

"I think it's a lovely idea, Kaiba-boy. Almost as lovely as the pretty gem on the front page that you've got your eyes glued to," said the silver-haired man, smiling.

Cobalt blue eyes narrowed. "What concern is that to you?" You stay away from her! He stopped, wondering when he became possessive over a girl he just met. No, I wouldn't doom even the mutt to Pegasus's company. I am not concerned about her.

With a flippant smile, Pegasus replied, "Who do you think was generous enough to get her to play for Domino high?"

"What are you after?" Suspicion overtook the brunette as he attempted to think what the insane man was after. Why won't you stop interfering in my life? Go mourn your dead wife and stay the hell away from me!

Pegasus stilted his head and grinned. "Nothing, but when I had the eye, it showed me such glorious images of a young boy in love with a delicate desert flower. Brought back memories of my Cyndia," the man said, getting a faraway look in his eyes. "So when I ran into the girl on a trip to Germany, I couldn't help myself. I asked her if she'd be willing to move to Domino to play for a school I knew in the area, but she poignantly refused, even after I offered her quite the large sum of money," he said, pouting. but a moment later, his peraly whites were back on display.

"And wouldn't you know it, she had a terrible accident in a gymnastic routine. She spasmed in midair and fractured her left leg and her kneecap upon landing. Such a terrible injury…" the man trailed off, a sad look overtaking his normally cheerful features.

Kaiba froze. Ripping the card also hurt her physically? How can she still move normally?

"And so I graciously offered to pay for her surgery and treatment if she agreed to come to Domino after she recovered," he informed the boy.

Arms folded over a muscled chest and blue eyes sparked with mistrust before owner of said body parts spoke. "What are you playing at Pegasus?"

His tone became serious as the silver haired man explained himself. "Something in the eye wanted to give her back to you. Priest Seto's father felt remorseful after his death about what he had done. The eye conveyed his wish to see his reincarnated son happy."

"I am not his son. And he should know that me being happy includes not seeing you," he spat.

Pegaus pressed a hand to his chest, over his heart. "So harsh Kaiba-boy. Tell you what, I'll agree to your terms detailed in the proposal you sent me for the new videogame contract if you grant me one small request," Pegasus said, un-crossing his legs. This is for you own good...

"And what would that be?" the boy asked back, eager to finish this meeting as soon as possible.

"In a past life she died for you before sealing herself as the Blue Eyes White Dragon to protect you, effectively dooming herself to being a dragon for over three thousand years. Those dragons of yours have done lots for your current self. And you caused her great pain when you ripped the fourth Blue-Eyes in half, taking her Ka away from her, and leaving her with only her Ba*. Most people can't survive having their soul taken from their bodies for twenty-four hours, but she's had hers ripped from her for about two years."

"Just what are you getting at?" the brunette choked out, having a bad feeling about what the man would say next.

"That you owe her. The sun, the moon, the starts, everything, Kaiba-boy. You're fortunate enough to be given a chance with your true love. Don't blow it. I was willing to give myself to darkness just to see Cyndia again. You have no idea what you have!" Pegasus shouted, a desperate look flashing in his eye.

When he calmed, he continued. "Past life Kisara died incredibly young. Now I don't know if history will repeat itself; obliviously the pharaoh's incarnate is still alive as are his friends, but just in case, you need to make sure her time here is pleasant," the man warned solemnly.

With that, the older man left, leaving Seto to his thoughts. His dragons had saved him and his brother several times. Without them, he might have lost Mokuba. Not to mention all the times they've helped him save the world…

And now was she living with only half her soul because of him. He would fix that tomorrow, but what else could he do for her? She was staying with him because that voice told him not to let her out of his sight. Was something after her? He clenched his fists in his lap. She didn't deserve that…

Kisara meanwhile was explaining to one sweet little bother all the ways in which Kaiba was batman. She told him of the 'caves,' the cape, the super tight, might-as-well-be-tights, pants, his butler Alfred aka Roland, and how both were tall, blue-eyed, CEO billionaires.

"Hell you could be his Robin. The only thing he's missing is a kick-ass villain," the woman chuckled.

Mokuba broke out in a fit of laughter. If only she knew of all the villains…

She plopped down on the couch. "So what time will the caped crusader be back?"

"Well he hates the client he's meeting with but the guy likes to drag out the meeting, so it should be over right at 4:30."

Kisara glanced at the elegant wooden clock on the wall. 4:19. "Cool. And what time do we leave here?"

"It kinda depends on big brother's mood and how much work he's got done," Mokuba explained. "But it's never before nine at night usually."

"Are you any good at getting him to leave sooner?" she asked, grinning.

Mokuba pouted in response, elicited a bark of laughter from the woman.

Kaiba walked like he was heading to his funeral as he made his way to his office. She would be there and with all the dreams and crap going on, he didn't need tomorrow's card fixing ordeal to prove that she was his Blue-Eyes. He just knew. What was he going to do?

At exactly 4:28 Kisara asked Mokuba if he had anything to eat. "Hey Mokuba, I'm kinda hungry. The reporters and kids at school ruined my lunch…"

"Hang-on. I'll go to the lounge and grab something. What do you want?"

"I'm not terribly picky so long as its edible." The boy nodded and set off, unaware of the girl's mischievous plan.

As soon as the boy left, the woman darted, determined to catch a bat.

Kaiba turned the handle to his office and was greeted with silence. His eyes widened as he expected the worse.

"Mokuba? Kisara?" he called out, just a twinge of panic entering his voice. Had someone abducted them? No, she's too tough to be taken without a struggle and the office was to clean for that…did they go somewhere? He told her to stay here. Walking over to his desk, he logged onto his computer to look at his security system.

But before he could get on, two pale arms darted up from under his desk and grabbed him, forcing him tumbling down. As he fell over, he caught sight of a blue blur which soon held him down and leered over him. "Hey Batman. What took you so long?" she said smiling.

He looked up at her. She was straddling his hips pinning his arms to his sides with her thighs wearing her short Domino high uniform skirt. He swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat. If she moved even a tiny bit, that shirt would move up those pale creamy legs of hers. Dammit! I can't be thinking of you in that context. Vile temptress, quit trying to make me lose my self-control!

"Get off of me! What if Mokuba sees?" he hissed with an embarrassed blush. His face reddened as the notion of being suffocated with her chest flitted across his mind. By the size, she probably could…

She leaned closer to get to him. "Calm down, I sent him to get food. Now I'm not getting off of you until you promise to leave this place by six. Now decide quickly before little Mokie gets back," she teased.

He tried his best to frown at her but that impish smile and her body pressed against his wouldn't allow it. Did the woman have no concept of what kind of position she was in? Gaining control of himself, he replied, "I have lots of work to do. Six is unreasonable."

"Well can't you take it home with you? Do we have to stay here? I'm almost done with all my homework and I've even started looking at that project Mrs. Jackrin gave us. By six, I'll have nothing to do. And you have no idea the kinds of trouble I get into when I'm bored," she smirked devilishly.

Besides another meeting at five-thirty, he really didn't have much else that he couldn't take home. Suddenly Pegasus' words came back to him…"Six-thirty," he relented.

"Deal," she replied smiling, not moving from on top of the brunette.

"…Kisara, aren't you going to move?" he asked, looking anxiously at the door.

She shook her head, no. "Six-thirty wasn't exactly what I wanted so you can't have it exactly as you wanted. If you want me off, you're going to have to fight me," she said with a mocking grin.

He glared at her, not wanting to give in to her childish game. But if he didn't do it soon, Mokuba would material for a week…

Well he was bigger than her, if only slightly, meaning he should have the advantage. He tired to lift himself up and found that the harder he struggled, the more pressure she applied. With cold blue eyes, he glared up at his captor who eyes simply sparkled with delight.

"Move it," he hissed.

She stared down at him, pressing her forehead against his. The closeness was making him nervous and cross-eyed. She giggled at his expression, and stuck her tongue out. A second later the door of the office jingled, causing the blue-haired beauty to dash away and lay on the couch as if nothing happened.

"Nii-sama, why are you on the floor?" the young boy questioned. What happened?

"…never mind that. Why did you leave this idiot alone?" he asked getting to his feet, as said idiot waved cheerily. You sneaky woman!

"She was hungry. I'm guessing she's the reason you're on the floor?" the boy smiled, setting down the snacks on the coffee table.

"That's not important. Have you done your homework Mokuba?" the boy asked, trying to change the subject, running a hand though his thick brown locks.

"Some of it."

The elder nodded and started typing at his laptop. The younger brother pulled out his homework and opened a coke. For a little more than thirty minutes, all went well. Clicking keys, the scraping of pens and pencils, and the occasional sip from a soda or crunch of chip were the only things heard.

Kisara set down her pen and put her notebook and books back in her bag. She was done and it was only 5:21. She pulled out her headphones and decided to behave for a little while. But her idea of behave and Kaiba's idea of behave were worlds apart.

One of her favorite songs came on, putting her in a trance almost as she forgot she wasn't alone. It started off innocent enough, with just bobbing her head, but then came the body twist, the shoulder shake, and it all went downhill from there.

Kaiba saw movement out of the corner of his eye. Sparing a quick glance upward, he saw Kisara bobbing her head while she wore her headphones. He noticed she put all her books up and was mildly impressed that she finished her homework. But then she began dancing on the couch, moving her hips back and to some unknown tune, clearly lost in her own little world.

Mokuba was holding his hand over his mouth to keep from laughing. The violet eyes boy couldn't decide what was funnier, Kisara and her dancing or his brother's attempts to ignore the girl which only ended in red tinted cheeks.

Finally after five minutes of getting no work done, a new record for the young CEO, he barked, "Kisara!"

With wide innocent blue eyes, she looked over at him, pulling off her headphones. Why is he so red?

"Do not do that. It is distracting," he ordered.

She thought for a minute. "My dancing?" she asked.

He nodded.

I can't dance? Stuff it grumpy. "Well maybe you should have more self-control. Seriously, getting distracted by dancing. What kind of CEO are you?" she scoffed, returning to her dancing.

A vein on his left temple began twitching. He didn't have self-control. Him, SETO freckin Kaiba! She was infuriating! How the hell was he supposed to be nice and repay her if she kept being such a bitch?

As his blood pressure rose, a chortle interrupted him. His little brother, his ever-faithful little brother, was laughing at him. When Mokuba caught him glaring, he sheepishly smiled. "Sorry nii-sama, but it's not like you to be bothered by anything." How does she know exactly what to say to set him off like that? She seems so familiar…

The older boy sighed and tired to work for the next couple of minutes until his meeting.

At exactly six-thirty the trio snuck out of the building though the back entrance and hopped into the limo. Mokuba gave a confused look to Kisara, who pouted in response. The boy laughed and wondered what she did to get this miracle to work.

Most employees went home by five so the building was mostly empty. Kisara had to duck behind a plant once and under a desk twice but no one saw her. As for the cameras, two of his most trusted employees handled that, so it didn't matter if the cameras saw her. Those two would never rat him out to the press.

The drive home was anything but peaceful however. The reporters saw the limo as it pulled out of the parking lot and swarmed it, trying to see inside. Kaiba thanked god for tinted windows. But even those couldn't save him from the torture of his brother's and Kisara's singing.

"Na na na na na BATMAN!"

Apparently the girl had shared her theory with his brother who was all on board for it. "You could totally be batman nii-sama," the boy said with admiration in his voice.

He tired to ignore the two, which proved to be a mistake as Kisara reacted forward and grabbed at his KC logo belt. "See you even have a utility belt. Now what do you keep in there?" she teased. Why do I keep doing this? I just want to touch him and I don't know why. I barely know him but I just feel so comfortable with him…she though blushing lightly.

The poor boy turned beet red while his brother looked away. "Nothing! It just a buckle!" he shouted. Her hand had been dangerous close to a very sensitive area, an area which no one had ever gotten so close to. You and belt…ugh! Stop tormenting me woman! I am Seto Kaiba and I will not be swayed by a pretty face! And then he face-palmed, realizing he called her pretty. Why do you have to be so attractive? I don't have time for this. I don't care if we were lovers in a past life, I will not be ruled by fate. I can choose any woman I want! I may owe you for all that you've done but I don't have to love you...

But as he went though his mind rant, she smiled and his resolve wavered. This is not a curse. We have been given a the gift of a second chance at love. She is forever loyal and you can't argue that you do not enjoy her presence, otherwise you would have gotten rid of her already. When have you ever felt that for any other woman? Kaiba sighed, knowing himself to have already gone off the deep end, and decided to answer his past self voice…Then why does she do these things to me? Wasn't your Kisara kind and shy? You separated her Ban and Ka, which may have caused the shift in personality. The side of her that adores you is trapped in her missing Ka as your faithful Blue-Eyes. The problem should remedy itself when you fix the card. But remember you and I are not exactly alike so she and my Kisara may be different still…

She almost groped nii-sama and all he did was blush. When fangirls try he swats them away and glares. He actually likes her… the boy though grinning mischievously.

And then his phone rang and began playing what he learned was the theme song for Batman. The tall woman grinned and hummed along.

He could feel a migraine coming on… What the hell was I thinking, bringing her with me?

Footnotes:

*Ka is the monster spirit that reflects the person they come from and Ba is energy of the soul. Ba is used to power the Ka and when you run out of Ba, you die.

So I don't have regular internet usage this summer. Sucks. But I will be able to update in four days! Review!