Seto

I stood up suddenly and offered her my hand. "Come on," I insisted. She took it and slid off my desk. I let go of her then turned and grabbed my jacket, spinning it around over my shoulders as I put it on. As I did, I made sure to casually feel the front pocket.

"What is it?" she wondered as she watched me.

"You'll see," I responded in my somewhat impatient tone. My rudeness had never once deterred her, though. I suppose this was because she never dwelled on such small, trivial things. What a lovely trait.

I took her hand again and pulled her along. When we reached the elevator, I pulled her to me, then looked down at her and kissed her. As I gazed at her, it was slowly starting to creep up on me that she would soon be all mine. I started to become internally excited, but then caught myself. I realized that there was still the possibility that she would say no. We were still young, well in theory anyway—we were in no way typical 20-somethings—and we had never talked about this before. She may not be the marrying type. I pushed it out of my mind, though in the back of my head, I comforted that thought by realizing that I had never thought I was either. Still, I chose not to think about it, and instead enjoyed the feel of her body against mine.

I reached out and pressed the button for the roof, causing the doors to close. She had watched me, then turned up to me inquisitively. "Up?" she asked. I gave her no response, nor did I so much as look down at her. My mind was on the task at hand. She looked away again, wrapping her arms farther around my waist as she said, "You've never taken me up before." I realized she was right, I had only ever shown her out, if that, never met her. Even the night I brought her back, we were coming down after landing on the roof.

The doors opened to the now barely lit sky. She was mesmerized by the view until I urged her again, "Come on."

I led her over to my Blue Eyes jet, then turned back to her, offering my hand. She looked at me and narrowed her eyes, unsure of what was going on. "Get in," I pressed.

She took my hand and slowly stepped forward, keeping her eyes on me. I became impatient and dropped her hand, placing my own around her waist and hoisting her up into my jet. I climbed in with her to help her sit down. Once she was settled, I knelt to help her with the seatbelt again, making sure that she was safely in. Once it was buckled, I could not yet take my hands away, and I gently slid them down her hips admiringly. I looked back up to her. She was watching me closely, still unsure of what was happening.

Again, she looked from one of my eyes to the other, her eyes still filled with skepticism. "How did I come to trust you so damn much?" she asked. I gave her no answer. I just smirked before I let go of her and stood up, climbing into the pilot seat.

Once I buckled myself in, I made sure the plane was set to solo since Mokuba wasn't flying with me. I made sure all systems were a go, then closed the glass encasing. "All right," I called back to her, "brace yourself."

She put her hands on either side of the compartment, then kept her knees together as she did the same with her feet on the floor, and we shot up into the evening sky.

When we were high above the city, I sensed her lean over to one of her hands and peer down at the city lights she loved so much. Then she sat back and looked up to the night sky just as I redirect the thrusters, and we were off.

I circled around the city until I found the direction I wanted. Soon we were flying over the water, turning the city into its own galaxy behind us.

She remained quiet, taking it all in, her head tilted slightly back as she peered at the stars coming into view. We sat contently in peace with one another. After some time, she began to sing. As always, it was very soft, and I didn't think she was aware that I could hear her over the hum of the jet. I wasn't sure if she even knew she was doing it. I assumed she was lost in herself again. Mokuba had told me about when he had first determined she was in love with me. He said he knew because she kept singing to herself, just like now.

"... I've seen love, and I follow the speed of the starlight; I've seen love, and I follow the speed of the star swept night..."

"What are you doing back there?" I pried.

"Hmm? Oh," I heard as she came out of it. "Finding constellations I know."

"Mm." And then it was quiet again.

Soon I saw the destination. It was a small desolate island far away from the reaches of man. I had noticed it in some of my flights before, and last time I flew over it, I thought of her—it seemed like a place she would like. I slowed as we approached, finally hovering over a flat, grassy area. It jutted out slightly from the rest of the island and was not significantly higher than the adjoining beach I was taking her to.

We landed and I opened the glass encasing. I quickly unbuckled and stood up, turning to face her. She had unbuckled herself already and was now taking off her shoes. I climbed out, then turned back to her. She used both hands to pull herself up, then accepted my help for the long jump down.

As she turned to look at the beach, her hair caught in the wind before she turned back to face me. "What are you up to?" she asked. "Is there, I don't know, supposedly a rare card here or something?"

"No," I replied. "I just thought you'd like it."

She narrowed her eyes and turned her head, keeping her gaze on me. Then she took a couple steps back before she twirled and fled down to the beach, as though she were afraid I would suddenly change my mind. I watched her as she went, promptly knee-deep in the waves, lifting her arms slightly to feel the breeze. She took a few steps back to shallower water, then walked along the shifting tide. A few steps from the waves she knelt down, picked something up, and examined it. She then took it with her back out into the tide and tossed it deeper into the ocean. I watched her in the glow of the moonlight. She was just as enchanting as that first night, but back then she had felt out of my grasp. Now she felt so close.

I took off my jacket and tossed it over the side of my jet, taking the box out. Turned away from her, I opened the case to look at it one last time. Am I really going to do this? I checked with myself again. I closed the box and turned over my shoulder to look at her, her striking blonde hair brushed to the side by the wind. She was lost in the waves as I had seen her before. Yes. I was going to do this, without a doubt.

Placing my hands in my pockets, ring included, I strode down to the beach, taking my time. I stopped about ten feet away from the water, watching her until she turned to me.

"Mr. Kaiba," she said in her playful, flirtatious tone—a tone I didn't think anyone else had ever had the privilege to hear, "I suppose you were correct. I do like it here."

I said nothing, but simply stepped towards her. She came back out of the waves to greet me, and we met just past the cusp of the water. I simply looked down at her, and she up at me. My eyes still transfixed, I took my free hand out of my pocket and brought it to her cheek. She gently lifted both her hands, placing one atop my own and the other upon my forearm. As she took my hand in hers, she closed her eyes and turned her face into my palm. Whips of her hair would come and dance around my touch, then get pushed back. She kissed my hand tenderly, then opened her eyes and turned back to me, smiling. In that moment I had made her so happy, and now I wanted her to do the same for me.

"Jem," I said, catching her attention.

"Hmm?" she responded.

And this was it. I was ready. I dropped to one knee, my hand sliding from her face with my arm still in her hold. I kept one of her hands in mine as I spoke. "I know I'm not good at this emotional stuff, but... I have found something with you that I never thought I would be capable of having, and without you, I don't think I ever would have." She was still as I spoke, only her hair moving in the wind. She seemed to not dare react in any way, not really sure of what was going on as she patiently waited for me to tell her. "In my life I have strived to have it all. The best of everything. I thought that everything else I was doing would fulfill my desires, but once I conquered it all, I felt that there was one piece still missing. That piece is you. Once you are truly mine, I will have it all, so," I let go of her hand and took the ring out of my pocket. Her eyes widened as I held the case up. When I opened it, she brought both hands up and covered her mouth. I tensed, but refused to show it being in such a vulnerable state already. "Say you'll marry me."

She looked back and forth from the stone glistening in the starlight to my intent eyes. She took her hands from her mouth and rested one on my wrist holding the case, the other on my cheek. "Seto," she whispered, staring directly into my eyes. 'Seto,' I loved the way she said my name. "Are you sure? Is this what you want?" she confirmed.

"Yes," I replied solemnly.

With that, she gave me her answer: "Then absolutely."

All the tension left my body as I took her hand, her other hand back over her mouth. I smiled as I slid the ring on her delicate, fair finger, its now eternal resting place, for she was now truly, completely, mine. Once it was fixed, I took her in my arms and lifted her as I stood. She buried her face in my neck and clung to me as I picked her up, then turned to meet my face as I set her on her feet. She kissed me lovingly, and I kissed her passionately. I had won. I was a young, successful billionaire with his own flourishing company, every title I had ever wanted, a brother who was beyond loyal, and a now soon-to-be, beautiful, intelligent wife who gave me more than I ever asked for. There was no one in the world who could top what I had.

She stared at me contently. "I was wondering why you brought me here. You always have an agenda."

"And you're ok with that?" I affirmed.

She tilted her head while keeping her eyes on mine. "You wouldn't be the man I love if you didn't."

She shook her head, then let out a breath that sounded like a laugh. I had left her speechless in her disbelief. "Wow," she exclaimed as she started to find her words. "Seto, I didn't even know you were thinking about this." She looked at her ring, studying it. "Where did you find this? It's gorgeous," she asked.

"I designed it and had it custom made," I responded conceitedly, holding her close as I continued to enjoy her reaction.

She shook her head again and looked up at me, smiling. "You are certainly a man who knows what he wants."

"No," I corrected, "I am a man who has what he wants."

She took my face in her hand, directing my gaze down at her smiling face, then told me, "Don't ever change." And that was why she was the one I chose for my own.

"Hm," I responded. "Are you ready to go back to Domino as my fiancée?"

She pulled back. "Lead the way, Mr. Kaiba." I took her hand and turned back to my jet.

So there it is, I hope it was up to your standards! Was it worth the wait?

Next Chapter: Blessing

I sat in the range waiting for Zero. I was supposed to meet him today, and I was nervous to with my news.