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Chapter Eight: Goodbye…

Seto and Isis finally stopped kissing to take a breath of air after their make-out session. Their foreheads were against each other's and both looking into the other's eyes.

"We shouldn't be doing this," Isis breathed out. All that kissing took a toll on her breathing regularity.

"Why?" Seto asked, also huffing.

"Because I hate you," she answered.

"You obviously can't hate me that much."

"Because you're an ass."

"An ass you love to kiss."

"Because you're a devil."

"One that you can't help but be seduced by," Seto said, then kissed her eagerly on the lips. Isis returned the kiss with equal eagerness. He slowly backed her up until her back was against the wall with his body pushed up against hers. This felt so good. She had never felt the sensations that she was feeling now. It was so good, yet so wrong. It was wrong. What was she doing? Isis roughly pushed Seto away from her.

"What's wrong?" he asked, confusion written all over his face. Isis let her head drop. She couldn't even look at his face. She was so ashamed.

"What's wrong is that you have a girlfriend whom you love and who is a good friend of mine." That Isis just betrayed. Seto was silent. "I have to go," she choked out, wanting to leave the room before she burst into tears. She ran past Seto and out of the room, upstairs and into her bedroom, locking the door behind her.

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Serenity quickly ripped to shreds any photos that reminded her of Seto while she sat Indian style on her bed.

"Dirty bastard," she said as she tore apart the picture they took on the beach last summer.

"Asshole." She shredded the photo of her, Seto, and Mokuba playing mini golf. After she completely decimated all the photos that reminded her of Seto, she went to throw away any jewelry he gave her. "Jackass," she said as she threw away the necklace he gave her on her birthday. "Fu—" she didn't finish this sentence because just then she picked up the bracelet he gave her on their very first date. Just like many of the other things he gave her, it wasn't very expensive, which was how she liked her jewelry. This bracelet, though, was different from the rest. He had actually gone out to buy a bead set and spent hours making it perfect just for her.

Memories of all the fun they had together rushed into her head and the she began to cry. "Oh Seto…" She clutched the bracelet tightly in her hand and held it to her heart as she wept. "How could you…?"

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BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. Seto slapped the snooze button on his alarm clock and groaned. Just as he began to doze off the alarm went off again. He pounded on the snooze bottom and once again tried to resume his sleep. This same process went on for twenty minutes, his alarm going off every minute after he pressed the snooze button; he believed that setting his alarm to go off every minute would help him get up in the morning, but it only caused him to have a huge headache each morning. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

"ARGH!!" He ripped the alarm clock out of its electrical socket, went over to his window, and threw it out, not caring if he accidentally hit someone on the head. He let out a heavy sigh the headed back towards his bed, trying, fruitlessly, to snuggle into it and get some rest. After a few minutes and failed attempts, he finally began to fall asleep when Mokuba burst into his room and started to roughly shake him.

"Big Brother! Get up or you'll be late to work!" WORK?! Seto sat straight up. He had completely forgotten! Just as he was about to jump out of bed, sheets flung away, he froze. Mokuba stared at his older brother, wondering why Seto looked like he was about to jump a fence. Seto, after a few minutes, unfroze and let himself drop back onto his bed, flinging his sheets over him so that they covered his head.

"I'm not going," he said simply. Mokuba stood still, rooted to the spot, flabbergasted.

"Are you ok, big brother?" This was not like his big brother at all. He never missed a day of work in his life.

"Yeah, just a little tired."

"…Ok," with that Mokuba left the room, closing the door behind him. Was he ok? Even when Seto wasn't ok he opted to go to work rather than stay home and sleep as Mokuba always begged him to. Something was definitely wrong with his brother…

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Isis curled into the fetal position under her bed sheets. What kind of friend was she? Who kisses a friend's boyfriend? A horrible one…

She wouldn't blame Serenity if she found out and decided never to speak to Isis again…slut…

Isis couldn't even look at herself. Whore…

Isis tried to ignore the words that rang in her head, but they kept coming back with a vengeance. As she tried to ignore the words that she believed to be true, a soft knock sounded on her door. She held her breath, hoping and praying it was not Seto behind the wooden door.

"Isis…?" came the voice of the younger Kaiba. Isis exhaled the breath that she was holding in. "Umm…are you awake?" Mokuba asked. She remained silent, hoping he would give up and leave her alone to wallow in her guilt.

After a few moments of silence, Isis heard Mokuba walking away. She curled up tighter and tears began to fall from her eyes. Backstabber…

This and many other words rang throughout her head like a never ending alarm clock. The word that tore her heart apart wasn't a word that wasn't meant to be hurtful, but something she could honestly say she didn't deserve. Friend…

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A light knock rapped Seto's door around one o'clock in the afternoon, but, of course, Seto didn't know the time seeing that hours before he viciously manhandled his clock.

"What?" Seto groaned.

"Umm…can I come in? I need to talk to you," Isis's voice came from behind the door.

Seto's eyes instantly flew open as he sat upright on his bed. He threw off his sheets and dove towards his bureau to find something decent to wear that wasn't his pajamas. He hastily threw on a tight yellow tank, gray sweats, and his trademark white trench coat. Isis's eyes nearly bulged out of her skull when he opened the door and she saw what he was wearing.

"Yes?" Seto asked, leaning against the door frame in an attempt to look cool to make up for his horrendous attire. Mission accomplished. "What can I do for you?" he asked in a low, husky voice that sent shivers down her spine. She thought he was talking this way to seduce her again, but the real reason was he thought he had morning breath and didn't want her to smell it.

"Umm…I…wanted…" Isis's heartbeat quickened and her train of thought began to deteriorate into a big glop of goo as she glanced, then stared, at Seto's hard, muscled chest. She closed her eyes to regain her train of thought, breathing slowly and deeply to steady her traitorous heart.

Seto raised his left eyebrow when he saw Isis begin to inhale and exhale slowly with her eyes closed. What is she doing? Isis slowly opened her eyes and set cold, blue eyes on him.

"What the hell was that?" he asked in an irritated, low, husky voice. This time Isis refused to be swayed by his voice.

"Seto, last night was a complete mistake." Seto's irritated expression turned to one of confusion. "In case you have forgotten, you have a girlfriend."

Seto actually stepped back a little as if he were just slapped. He let his arm fall to his side and hung his head, guilt written all over his face. Serenity…how could he do something like this to her? Not only did he betray her, but he used her friend to do so…He felt like such an ass…

"Don't you have anything to say for yourself?" she demanded. Seto remained silent. Isis said nothing, expecting him to say something asshole-ish, but when nothing came she said, "Serenity knows."

"What?!" Seto shouted, shocked, forgetting all about his morning breath.

"I called her this morning to tell her what happened, but she refused to talk to me. Joey told me she saw something that really upset her yesterday and when she got home she threw away everything that reminded her of you."

"Dammit!" Seto slammed his fist against the door frame. He turned around, into his room, and proceeded to walk circles around his rug; the cranks in his head began to shift. He had to think of a way to fix this! Isis stalked into his room, glaring at him the whole time, coming to a halt a few feet from him. Seto stopped circling to return her glare.

"What?" he spat.

"What do you mean, 'What'? Go call Serenity and apologize!"

"Don't you think I want to? I have to figure out how to approach her first…I need her to forgive me…"

"Forgive you? You don't deserve forgiveness and neither do I, but you do need to apologize!"

"What's the point of apologizing if you aren't forgiven?"

Isis stared at him incredulously. "That's probably one of the stupidest explanations I have ever heard. So you'd rather her continue thinking you don't give a damn because you have a fear of not being forgiven?!" she spat.

Seto's eyes threw razor sharp, poisoned tipped daggers at her. He took slow, menacing steps towards her until he was a few inches from her. "I do not fear anything," he said in a low, menacing hiss.

Isis scoffed at this. "You could've fooled me. The powerful Mr. Kaiba is scared of not being forgiven," she said in a mocking tone.

"Shut up…" he said in a low, warning voice.

"Oh…I'm sssooo scared. The big-bad Mr. Kaiba is mad at me. What should I do?" Isis's voice still had that mocking tone in it, "maybe I should tell him I'll never forgive him, that'll scare him off." Isis voice suddenly switched to a cold, merciless tone. "You're such a wimp Kai—" before she could finish Seto roughly smashed his lips against hers. Isis's eyes widened in shock and she tried to push him away, but he grabbed her arms and brought her against his muscled body.

He let out a primal growl as her roughly kissed her. Even though Isis knew she shouldn't kiss him, she let her passion take over and roughly kissed him back. She did try to reason with him, and herself, between kisses.

"Seto." Kiss. "Think." Kiss. "Of." Kiss. "What." Kiss. "You're." Kiss. "Doing." Seto, for the moment, stopped kissing her lips, instead making a trail of butterfly kisses from her jaw to her right ear.

"I know exactly what I'm doing and what I want…" he whispered in a low, sexy voice into her ear. He felt a shiver run through her body and smirked to himself.

"But what do I want? What does Serenity want?" Isis asked, her breathing irregular and coming out in huffs. Seto immediately sobered up from his lust as soon as Serenity's name was mentioned.

"Serenity…" he said quietly. Why the hell did he keep doing this to her?! Isis gently pushed him away, her head down, but he could see the tears falling.

"Goodbye Seto," she said, barely above a whisper, but he heard it. With that, she turned and hurried out of the room. Seto didn't think much of it at the moment, but the next morning he would learn from his brother that Isis had left his house for good.

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Update. At last. R&R plz