Hello everyone. I have come back with another update. Be happy. Ooh, and guess what? My band and guard MADE STATE BABY! I'm uber excited about it. Wish us luck in state next Tuesday!

We caked it to state! (It's a joke between guard and band. Guard made cakes for band and we wrote "Cake it to state" and such on em. It was so fun!)

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh, meaning Seto and Anzu are not my characters. I merely own the plot of this story. So, steal my story and I will send an army of rabid lawyers after you. (Seriously…)

Chapter Twenty-Five

You…Lose…

She stared at her reflection in the mirror and cocked her head to the side. Experimentally, she grabbed a fistful of her hair and twisted up into a bun, holding onto it with her hand and turned to see her face at an angle.

"I guess it could work…" she said softly, allowing her hair to fall and spread around her shoulders again.

"Tomorrow's the end of the bet…" she told herself as she combed through her hair. "I've won."

"Are you sure about that?"

"What do you mean?"

"Think about it. If you 'win' the bet and get your own room, Seto might seek a little comfort in Minako and invite her into this room. Your room. Your bed."

She felt her cheeks flush red with anger at that thought. That stupid, ugly little witch with her pouty lips and bulbous eyes fluttering away at him as she slowly let her kimono slide off her shoulders. And him laying down, watching her.

She shook her head.

"No way! It won't happen."

"I dunno. It could happen. Admit that it's not impossible."

"So what do I do? Just sleep with him tonight?"

"Don't be easy, love."

She could almost imagine herself standing next to her. At least, a part of herself. Her lustful, dark-humored side of her.

Wearing a sexy black and red dress with a provocative smile, hair pinned up with strands falling into her face. Anzu blinked and looked over her shoulder to see that she was alone, but she could see that side of herself standing next to her in the mirror.

She placed her hands on Anzu's shoulders.

"Don't make him think you're easy, Anzu. You need to be yourself, and give him a challenge. Make him want you more once he has you. Don't make it so he takes you and he can be a smug asshole.

"No, what you need to do is tease him, awaken him, quench him momentarily, and then turn him into a starving mess who can only think to devour you and only you."

"How am I supposed to do that?" Anzu asked. She watched her "other self" smirk fiendishly.

"It's actually easier than it sounds. Don't worry; I'll be here to guide you. But you need to make the first move."

"Which would be what, exactly?"

"Tonight, whenever you're with him, make subtle little hints. Brush your leg against his for a moment, touch hands by 'accident.' Ask him if he's ready for bed a little earlier than usual, but do not look tired. Give him a little smile when you say it. But avoid being too blunt or else he'll either find you whorish or desperate for him."

"But I am desperate for him!" she confessed, cursing the truth.

"That may be, but he can't know that." Anzu licked her lips nervously.

"Fine, but what do I do if he doesn't catch on?"

"Trust me, he will."

"And when we come up here? What then?"

"First, when he changes into his nightwear, slide your kimono off your shoulders and sit on the bed. You need to look sexy but innocent. Make him want to rip that silk off your back. Once he gets heated, you need to be in control.

"Don't let his body completely overpower you. Make him ache for it. When he finally takes you, he has to be so crazed on desire that there is no more thought. Just want."

Anzu felt herself shiver in pleasure just imagining this. She saw her lustful side smirk.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" She nodded and swallowed, her throat feeling dry. "You need to make sure you do this right, though. Start the hints at dinner."

"What do I do about the slut?" Anzu asked.

"Tell the servants to tell her dinner will be served late."

"And they'll do it?"

"Trust me, dear; I'm sure they dislike her as much as you do." Anzu pursed her lips and nodded.

"Fine, I'll do it."

"Good, get to work then."

Seto sat at the table, waiting for dinner to be served. He was relieved to find Minako was not there to torture him, but disappointed when he saw that Anzu was not there either. She peeked around the corner at him and sighed.

"I'm not sure I can do this…"

"Just relax, Anzu. Deep breaths."

She inhaled and exhaled anxiously before smoothing her kimono and walking over to the table. He looked up at her.

"Ah, there you are. I was wondering if you were skipping dinner."

"No. I was just…freshening up a little." She smiled a little and sat next to him. He nodded.

"Alright." They sat there in silence for a moment. She blinked and then slid her right leg over and her silk clad thigh brushed his for a moment.

"Oops, sorry." She smiled at him, a little more suggestively then before, and pulled her leg away. She swore for a brief moment his face reddened a little before he took a sip of his tea. She grinned inwardly, feeling a pang of victory.

Two servants came with their dinner and set it down on the table and started to serve them.

They ate quietly and Anzu was careful, planning every move. Occasionally, when Seto reached to get something, she moved her hand and touched his. Her apologies were sweet and sincere, as if it was all accidental, but her little smirks suggested otherwise.

Dinner was soon finished and she felt a little sense of accomplishment. It was growing dark outside. She stood up and looked at Seto.

"Are you ready for bed?" she asked innocently, but another one of those grins playing on her lips. His answer, on the other hand, surprised her.

"Not yet. But, if you're tired, you can go ahead without me. I have some work to finish up tonight." He smiled coolly and stood up, patting her shoulder. "I will see you tomorrow morning." With that, he walked away. She stood there, mouth slightly agape.

"What was THAT about?!"

"You got me. How the hell did my plans not work?!"

"Hey, you're in charge of lust. You tell me."

"Grr…"

She groaned in defeat, feeling a total fool, and trudged away from the dining room, feeling slightly depressed.

Anzu hid in her library for about an hour and read books, hoping to lighten up her mood and cleanse her mind of the humiliation she had just endured. It was an epic failure.

Sighing, she decided to retreat to her bedroom.

At least, her temporary bedroom. Come tomorrow she'd be sleeping somewhere else.

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Minako ate dinner quietly, alone. Her face was a poisonous scowl as she swallowed the cold food. The servants had not ever bothered to reheat it and it disgusted her.

Unbelievable! How could she have allowed herself to be tricked by the likes of them? These people who were beneath her!

Growling, she pushed her plate away – appetite spoiled.

"This whole damn place is hell! I have got to win Kaiba over so I can have the power to expel all of these little two-faced bitches. Especially his little whore…"

She took a sip of her tea and promptly spit it out.

"Cold tea?" she screeched. "Damn it!" She flung the cup and it shattered on the floor loudly. A servant came up to it and quickly cleaned the mess and another collected Minako's plate.

She narrowed her eyes.

"This whole place is plotted against me…" she said to herself in rage. "Well fine, if that's how it'll be. I won't give in so easy." She stood up and marched to her room.

Changing her kimonos, she observed herself in the mirror before applying a special night cream to keep her complexion blemish free.

Braiding her hair, she lay in her bed and closed her eyes.

"I won't lose to that little bitch…" she hissed.

Anzu walked into her room and didn't both to close the door behind her. Knowing Seto, he wouldn't be up anytime soon and most of the servants were in bed by now so there was no fear of anyone coming in and watching her change. She untied her obi and threw it aside carelessly.

However, she failed to notice the door closing behind her…

Tugging at her sleeve, she felt the cool air on her shoulder and shivered a little. A sudden bit of heat seemed to touch her naked shoulders. But before she could ponder, two arms snaked around her waist and she found herself against a tall, solid figure.

"You really thought your little tricks would fool me?" a sexy voice hissed in her ear. Her eyes widened slightly and she could almost feel the person behind her smirking. "The only thing they did was make me wait for you to have your guard down."

"You sneaky little-" He pressed her against him even tighter and she bit her lip to fight a quick yelp of pleasure.

"Let me clarify something, Anzu. I don't let women manipulate me. You can be as sexy as you want and butt heads with me, but I don't let control slip so easily."

"Could've fooled me…" she whispered seductively.

"Heh…" He eyed her pale flesh and brought one hand up to caress it. Smooth, almost lily white skin… His lips found it next and he kissed at her neck, her shoulders, and the top of her back.

She trembled at his soft lips and fought the urge to beg for more.

Anzu pulled away from him and looked at him. He watched her, clearing wondering what she would do next. Crossing her arms, she shook her head.

"Don't think I'm going to make this easy for you. You're in for hell tonight." He arched an eyebrow.

"Oh am I now?" She snatched the front of his clothes and pinned him down to the bed. His eyes widened and she grinned at the heat within their depths.

"Yes, you are." She pressed her mouth to his and her tongue rushed in, re-exploring her delicious territory. It didn't take long for him to join in on the action as his tongue started to play with hers.

His hands slid along her back, searching anxiously for the beginning of her silk. She pulled back before he could enter his tongue into her mouth and starting to pull off his clothes, staring hungrily at his chest.

A slight flush filled his cheeks as he watched her, not fighting her small hands as they hurriedly yanked away his clothes. Funny, the few times he indulged himself in this sort of thing, he always got the clothes off the girl first.

He kinda of liked the fact that she was taking charge.

She ran her hands over his virile chest, trailing after her hands with her lips. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back in pure ecstasy in her delicious kisses. As her lips moved lower, he felt his body lose more of the silk until she was parallel with his hips and only a short inch away from his aching arousal.

She grinned fiendishly and stopped.

"Damn it!"

"Disappointed?" she asked, smirking at his scowl. "You have to earn it before I pleasure you."

"You little vixen." Now, it was her turn to be under him. She gasped as he quickly pulled off her kimono and tossed it over his shoulder carelessly. In less than a second, she was laying under him – completely and utterly naked.

Although, his state was hardly any better. His kimono was off his shoulders and barely covering his lower half.

Her eyes widened as his hand cupped her breasts and she moaned. She couldn't help it. As his thumbs pressed against her hard nipples, she honestly could not contain her desire – if she was ever even containing it period.

His mouth and tongue followed the example of his hands and she cried out in yearning, her breathing growing more ragged as she felt the ache between her legs grow.

"Seto!" she gasped, her voice hoarse and dripping with desire. He paused momentarily before trailing kisses down her soft belly, stopping just above her pelvis. She whimpered softly at the stop and he looked at her.

"'You have to earn it before I pleasure you,'" he said mockingly, a knowing smirk on his face. She was able to distort her face into a scowl.

"You asshole!" she snapped.

"That hurt, Anzu…"

"Shut up!" She pulled him down, offering a hard, demanding kiss. His hot tongue joined hers and it made them both grow frantic and aroused all over again, sharing an erotic series of kisses; allowing their tongues to dance wildly.

It wasn't long before she thought she would die from want, and all they were doing was kissing.

Her hands came back to life and quickly yanked off the remains of his clothes, flinging them away. He pulled away and looked at her, a faint hint of surprise in his expression, but more lust than anything. Her eyes moved lower and she took him in, her cheeks growing red.

He was…big. Seto smirked at her blush.

"First time you've seen one?" he asked. She nodded slowly.

In all the times they'd been so close, the times he'd been naked around her, she had never actually seen what she wanted in between her legs.

She reached out and closed her fist around him. The guttural moan that came out of his mouth made her eyes cloud with hunger and she moved her hand and rubbed against him. He used his arms to support himself so he wouldn't collapse on top of her, but his elbows were shaking and he panted with each breath.

Finally, he stopped her hand with his – a brilliant scarlet claiming his cheeks and his body shaking slightly.

"Anzu…" he groaned, "if you keep that up, I will continue to have sex with you until morning. And believe me; if I did that, you wouldn't be able to move tomorrow." She licked her lips nervously at the thought of that.

Delicious sex with the man on top of her all night long… That didn't sound too bad.

She smirked.

"Then maybe you should lie down." He arched an eyebrow and they quickly switched positions. He looked and saw her leg near his face and looked up to see a new angle of her that made him go even harder, if it was possible.

"Anzu, what are you-" He stopped dead when he felt her hand touch his hardness again and her hot breath against it.

"You've earned it, Seto…" she said, smirking. Her tongue darted out and he threw his head back and growled in pleasure as her tongue stroked him.

"A-Anzu…" She brought her mouth around it and her tongue continued to stroke and he let out a desperate groan, pupils dilating and hands fisting against the sheets as he tried to contain his pure and utter rapture caused by her mouth.

Finally, he knew he couldn't handle it anymore.

Seto quickly pulled her away from him before he completely exploded and gasped for breath. She licked her lips and crawled up to him, stroking his chest.

"How was that?" she whispered.

"You have no idea how damn good it felt…" he hissed, a little sweat forming on his temples. She grinned and could almost hear the lusty side of her praising her work.

Seto pushed her down and loomed over her, one hand sneaking in between her thighs.

"You've given me some fun, time to return the favor." He spread her legs apart and she gasped in anticipation, her eyes begging him to continue. Seto positioned himself and she felt him nudge her wetness.

He entered slowly and she gripped at the sheets, feeling the rapid rise and fall of her chest. He leaned forward and brought his lips close to her ear.

"I'll try to be careful so it doesn't hurt…" Despite herself, she said,

"I just want you inside of me, now!"

He pulled out of her for a moment and she moaned in protest. Suddenly, he thrust back in and she arched her back and started to yelp in pain from the destruction of her virgin barrier, but his lips stopped her from letting out more than a slight squeak.

His lips continued to press against her mouth, her cheeks, her jaw, and her ear repeatedly, trying to mollify the pain. After a few minutes, it went away and replaced itself with the most incredible satisfaction she had ever experienced.

"Are you alright?" he asked quietly. She played with some hair at the nape of his neck and nodded.

"Yes…" His body began to move in a wonderful rhythm, and hers automatically joined him. They no longer thought about what they were doing. The rest was completely instinct.

His pace started to go faster and faster until she felt herself come to the climax and she arched her back into him again, her arms going around him and clinging to him.

"Seto!" she gasped. He spilled his seeds into her and they both cried out in pleasure before collapsing against the bed. He leaned on his left to keep mot of his weight off her.

Right now, she could not have wanted anything more than to be under this man, feeling his warmth. He left her body for a brief moment before wrapped his arms around her again and pulling her tight against him.

For a moment, she believed their arousal would ignite again and they'd repeat their wonderful experience. But it didn't. He just held her and she snuggled up against him.

He buried kisses into her hair and she closed her eyes.

"Ready to sleep?" he asked. She nodded.

"I guess I lose…" she whispered, no particularly caring. Maybe she'd lost the bet, but she had won the most incredible night with Seto Kaiba imaginable, and possibly even more nights to come.

"Perhaps…but if it keeps that witch out of my bed, I don't particularly care."

"Same here…" He kissed her lips.

"I don't care if you agree of disagree with me, but you are mine." She snickered.

"Just because we sexed that automatically gives you the right to claim me?"

"Pretty much." She giggled and kissed his shoulder.

"Good night, Seto."

"Good night, Anzu."

Yup, they finally did it. Anzu lost the bet, so now she and Seto share a bed. Um, I dunno if I'll bother with another full blown out lemon like this one. To be honest, it felt so weird to write one after so long. I hope it was decent.

There may be one more, two tops, but I don't know. I have an idea, but let's see if I remember it in a few months when I have to cross that bridge.

Review, please. I worked hard on this chapter. Lemons aren't really my thing.