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A Billionaire Doesn't Fall In Love 2:
When Affection Becomes an Issue
By Garden Goddess
Garden Goddess Tales © 2003
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Author's Note: Hello guys and Welcome to the Sequel of "A Billionaire Doesn't Fall in Love" ! I know, you all probably thought that was the last you were going to hear of Kaiba and Seral but I have so many things I want to do with them so I've started the first sequel. I'm planning on a trilogy! (If all goes well that is!) This story however, won't be as short as the orginal so expect about twenty chapters or so. Well, I hope you like it so please, read on!
Warning! This story contains explicit contents of sex and extreme foul language. Reader Discretion is advised.
Summary: *Sequel to a 'A Billionaire Doesn't Fall in Love' * Kaiba and Seral have finally come into the open about their relationship but now it looks like Seral wants more public affection...... can Kaiba learn to deal with it?
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Gi Oh or any of its characters.
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Chapter One: What's this about a Prom?
I hate being in love.
Why? Because she forces me to do things with her and I'm not talking about sex. She whines about me not taking her out enough, us not having enough time to just talk instead of us just seeing each other before we go to bed and she hates the fact that I hate public affection. You'd think after finally telling everyone that we were together would have made her happy but obviously I was wrong.
I told, actually we told her friends about our hidden relationship a couple days after we had finally decided to 'be together' and to finally put our deal to rest. I felt a final wave of relief after having let the deal go and allowed myself capable of loving her without worrying about the constant rule that nagged me. It brought peace to both of us and surely but slowly, everyone excepted us. Or me that is. It turns out Wheeler wasn't exactly pleased by the fact that I had used to use her the way I had which makes me feel like I'm constantly the one at fault when in true reality, it was both of us that used each other. But of course that dog wouldn't understand. He's too busy trying to hit on her when I'm not around, trying to get her to leave me for him.
What an idiot.
He claims she's her friend and yet constantly tries to break us up. His stupid crush on her is disgusting and I know for a fact that Seral loves me too much to just abandon me to be with a gruffy, loud mouthed dog like Wheeler. Or maybe that's my ego talking. I've been working on trying to control my arrogance but it always finds its way to rear its ugly head.
Like yesterday.
It was a normal day, of course. I was in my office and Seral was babysitting Mokuba for me downstairs. I had actually finished my work and had decided to come down and spend sometime with them. I thought it would be a nice surprise since they both hadn't seen or heard of me for awhile. I was making my way down the stairs and found them both lying across the floor of the living room, their eyes fixed on a movie on the television. They were talking, just jibberish about nothing in particular and I decided I'd walk in and join them. I was planning to anyway, until I heard something that caught my interest.
"Mokuba," I heard Seral say,"Do you think Seto would be willing to take me to Prom?"
Once she had let that word drop from her lips, I froze mid-step, my eyes widening. I had completely forgotten about Prom. I wasn't big on school events, especially dances and I let a groan escape my lips at that moment knowing that she was probably going to have a fit if I didn't take her. I really didn't want to go.
I hate dances.
They were pointless. Why would anyone want to go back to the highschool to dance around other students that probably don't like you and probably would never like you? It holds no purpose to me and I sure in hell wasn't going to go through that torture by having to take her to Prom. If she wanted to go so bad, than she could go by herself. She doesn't need me there. She knows I'd just go find an empty corner in the room and lean against the wall the whole night. I don't dance so there goes that option.
"What's a prom?" I heard Mokuba than say.
I heard Seral let out a small laugh than saw her sit up slightly and look at him,"Prom is a fancy event that's held every year for Seniors and Juniors. Underclassmen are not allowed unless they're invited by an upper classman. There's fancy decorations, a marvelous dinner and than a dance floor where everyone dances. It's supposed to be the best event of the entire school year."
"Wow!" I heard Mokuba say excited as he sat up with her and smiled wide,"If Seto doesn't go, I want to!"
I couldn't help but snort outloud when Mokuba did this and of course I just had to snort louder than usual and achieve both of their attention. I suddenly realized than that I was closer to the living room than I had orginally thought. So I just smiled and laughed it off and walked in to join them on the floor. Seral looked at me strangely, not wanting to bring the subject up but I knew she wanted me to ask her.
Honestly, I didn't have to ask her. She was a Junior and could go on her own - she didn't need me to escort her, she just wanted me to. Yeah, one of the prettiest girls in school bringing the biggest egotistical jerk to Prom. What a lovely picture. I sighed than and of course, I had to say the dumbest thing that left me in the desperate state that I'm in now.
"I'm not taking you to Prom Seral so forget it."
Oh, the look, that was the worst look she had ever given me.
Now here I am, lying in my room, staring up at the ceiling on my bed - alone. Seral and I usally slept in the same bed together on the weekends that she slept over but due to my refusal of taking her to Prom, she cut me off. Yes, she cut me off completely. I can't touch her, kiss her, hug her or let alone fuck her anymore until I change my mind. Of course she had to than tell me she still loved me but hated me for not wanting to take her. It sucked.The worst part was that I really didn't feel like changing my mind and had gotten an extra slap as a reminder. So anyways, I'm lying here sighing and tossing and turning because I miss her lying beside me.
God be damned I love her but I fucking hate Prom.
Its absolute torture having to see her and not being able to touch or kiss her. And just because I won't take her to Prom. What kind of reason is that? Definitely not legitimate enough for me. I'm trying to be angry too but of course I'm a weak male and need sex so I end up begging her for it, which makes her angrier and in turn causes us to space farther apart. But she still loves me supposedly.
I'm getting a fucking headache.
Why are women always so focused on the exchange of affection or having to show off themselves when they go out? Both acts confuse me. We've been together for about two months and already she was torturing me. She knows how unemotional I am and how hard it was for me to finally admit I was in love for her but than she suddenly turns around and wants me to take her to prom. I say no, she gets mad and now I get no sex. Okay, okay, it's a very shallow thing to get angry at considering I shouldn't be just thinking about the sex but I love being with her and now I can't even look at her without her yelling at me. I love her to death and yet I can't even fucking make love to her all on account of the stupid ass Prom.
I hate women. And I hate Prom.
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Why doesn't he want to take me to Prom?
I'm so angry with him over this and I know its stupid but I really want to go with him. I don't want to go by myself or with anyone else. I love Seto and I want to take him and show everyone how much in love we are. Or maybe that's why he refuses to go - because he's afraid that he'll lose his tough guy image. That's such a retarded fucking reason but it's the only one I can think of right now. And it seems like a reason that Seto would not go over so its seems the most logical.
I tried convincing him already and I have failed miserable both times. So I did the only thing I could think of that would piss him off the most. I knew in turn for this I was probably hurting myself as much as I was hurting him but it was the only thing I could think of.
So I cut him off.
That's right, I cut him off. No more sex until he took me. I know its also putting myself in jeopardy because I enjoy him making love to me but at this point, I'm too pissed to fucking care. So anyways, its been about three days now and I'm sure he's got some strong sexual frustration going on and I find it humorous. I know by far that I could outlast him by weeks but seeing him all stressed out and constantly losing sleep makes me laugh. I know I shouldn't be laughing but its just so amusing that he would really jeopardize our relationship over a fucking Prom. All he had to do was go with me - we wouldn't even have to stay the whole time. It wasn't that hard to do.
"Seral?"
I suddenly realized Seto was in the kitchen with me and I looked up from my plate. I must have been lost in my thoughts for so long that I didn't even see him walk in and join me for breakfast. I raised my gaze to look at him and just like the day before, he looked horrible. He was seriously losing sleep over my punishment and now I was starting to worry.
"Seto, you don't look so good," I told him as I raised my glass to sip my orange juice.
He mumbled under his breath but I heard him anyway,"Well, if you didn't cut me off, I'd be able to sleep."
"Well, if you'd take me to Prom, I wouldn't have to cut you off," I simply replied as I separated my lips from my glass for a moment than returned to sipping my orange juice.
He stopped his fork mid-air, its metal containing the weight of his french toast and he looked at me annoyed,"Seral this is going too far. You know I won't last. I'm surprised I've even lasted this long."
"That's not my problem," I answered with a slight smirk.
"Damn it," Seto's gaze lowered to his plate than back to mine,"We hadn't slept together for a week before you even brought this up. You're killing me."
"Deal with it."
He frowned,"You find this amusing don't you?"
"Maybe," was my reply and he let his fork rest upon the rim of his plate and suddenly stood up and walked towards me. I raised my hand to hault him for he knew that he couldn't touch me in any way. If he touched me, than I'd start it over again and he'd suffer more.
"I'm not going to touch you," He told me even though I ws skeptical.
I watched him suspiciously as he got closer to me, leaning downward into my face but not letting our lips touch. His mouth hovered barely a centimeter above mine and he licked his lips slightly. I put my own fork down and looked at him strangely but he only smirked in return.
"I doubt you could resist me for very much longer," He told me with a twinge of his ego.
"Oh really?"
"Yes," His breath mingled between us and I was losing myself in his eyes. They were so deep, a strange bright blue that lingered with so much passion I swear I thought I felt my heart stop. I suddenly closed my eyes subconsciously and tilted my head back as though I was readying for his kiss, but nothing came. I suddenly realized what I did and my eyes snapped open.
I found him sitting across from me again.
"God damn you," I growled angrily as he continued to eat his breakfast with a smirk across his face.
He took another bite of his french toast and winked at me,"If I suffer, than you will suffer."
"Fuck you."
"Please, tell me that's an invitation," His voice contained a slight twinge of sarcasm but I could tell by his face he was asking me seriously.
I sighed and began to rub my temples,"Now you've got me thinking about it. Just stop."
Seto grinned like a maniac. I hate his stupid mind games. He was just too damn good and I knew I wasn't going to last much longer if he kept looking at me like that. It had been too long since we'd slept together and I couldn't stop myself from wanting it, craving it... needing it. I loved him and my body was aching for him to show me how much he loved me again.
"Stop thinking about sex.. stop thinking about sex..." I recited it outloud softly. I could hear him chuckling slightly, his fork raised slightly and making its way to his mouth. He was really getting a kick out of this.
"That doesn't work, trust me," The smirk was still upon his face,"I've tried."
"So I guess you have to settle for your hand than," I muttered as I grabbed my plate and stood to place it into the sink. I could hear Seto still chuckling behind me, knowing that all I did was turn the punishment around. It was more like it was a punishment to both of us than to only him and that made me angry. My own plans back fired all on account of me not thinking the damn thing through.
"So are you still gonna watch Mokuba for me today?"
I turned to him and saw he was now rising from his seat as well, his plate firmly in his hand as he placed it in the sink beside mine. His body was only inches from mine but I could already feel my insides respond to his body heat. I knew I was going to react this way so I took a step backward, hoping he wouldn't have noticed. Luckily, he didn't and he turned the faucet on to rinse the syrup off the surface of his dish.
It just had been too long since I've felt him touch me. He had been so busy with work the past week and I hadn't gotten a chance to really be with him. I got to see him during the weekends because I slept over than but only when he came up to his room to sleep. I usually stayed in his room but by the time he got in, both of us were too tired to want to do anything.
"Did you hear me?"
"Huh?" I asked him, suddenly snapping from my daze of that last time we had made love. It was in the shower after we had woken just before he went to work. I blushed at the memory and he raised his eyebrow at me.
"I said did you hear me?" He asked studying my expression and trying to decipher it.
"I'm sorry," I laughed slightly,"I was distracted for a moment. What did you say?"
Seto grinned and I didn't like it,"You were thinking about us having sex weren't you?"
My blush deepened and I frowned angrily at him,"Of course not! I'm not a pig like you are!"
He let out a soft laugh, letting his body lean against the counter as he crossed his arms in front of him. I felt my breath catch at how handsome he looked when he laughed, especially when he stood like that. He was dressed in his usual attire which was his dark pants and shirt, equipped with his dark blue trenchcoat.
(AN: Some people claim Kaiba's trench coat is purple and this therefore means he's gay but I don't believe that. The coat's dark blue people! It just seems purple in certain scenes! It's like a weird purply blue color... thing... but anyways, on with the story!)
And he knows I love the way that trench coat looks on him, especially at this particular moment. I watched his laughter slow and than he looked at me, a smile on his face. It was a crisp clean smile, a smile only I usually saw. Others never got a chance to see this smile and its a very handsome smile at that. I'm sure alot of people would be impressed by how boyish his grin is.
"I take it that you were," He said raising a finger to poke me in the shoulder,"You sure were blushing alot."
I swatted his hand away,"You know the rule! No touching!"
"Come on, I poked you, sheeesh."
"Don't sheeeesh me, Kaiba," I snapped,"And for that little comment you made earlier, the punishment starts over right now!"
I watched him cringe at the name I called him. I hardly ever called him Kaiba unless I was angry. This time I really wasn't angry I was just annoyed and extremely frustrated by the constant sexual tension. I wanted him so bad but I couldn't do a thing with him because I really want him to take me to Prom. It was like slapping my hand from taking a candy from a store shelf. And I always want what I can't have.
"Come on!" I heard Seto respond,"You know darn well that me poking doesn't count as touching. It's not like I was groping you! It was just your shoulder!"
"To you it wasn't groping."
"Oh please!" I watched as Seto frowned at me,"You're really taking this too far, Seral! It's just the fucking Prom!
"You're just saying that cause I won't let you screw me!" I shouted back at his harsh tone,"If anything, Kaiba, you should be apologizing to me for being such an asshole when you told me no. You could have atleast been nice about it but no, not you. Mr. I-don't-like-to-go-out-in-public-and-have-fun has to be a dick and act like me wanting to go is foolish!"
"What did you just call me?!"
I took a breath from my yelling and than fired back,"I called you many things! Try listening next time!"
"You stupid, shallow, backstabbing, sadistical-"
"Don't you even think about calling me-" I quickly shot back to only be interrupted.
"BITCH!"
My eyes immediately began to overflow with tears. He actually said it. He called me a bitch. Not only a bitch but a stupid and shallow bitch. My boyfriend, who was supposed to love me, called me a bitch. And I've had the last straw and I'm too upset at this moment to care. All I want to do is hurt him just like he hurt me.
"Fine," I said rather calmly as he stared at me his face filled with anger,"Than you can find yourself a new bitch."
"What?"
I finally raised my face and he caught sight of my tears, immediately causing him to panic. Seto was never good with dealing with people who were crying but he had told me that him seeing me cry was like stabbing himself in the chest - he just can't bare to see the pain.
"Seral, I -"
"We're over," I said sternly, wiping the tears away from my eyes,"Forget about everything Seto. It's over."
It took Seto back for a second before he truly processed what I had just told him.
"No, Seral, no, no, no," I heard his voice become desperate and I saw his own eyes were beginning to water, as he tried to reach out for me but I only pulled away, "Listen to me, please."
"Why should I?!" I shouted at him suddenly, my tears springing to life again,"I'm a bitch, remember?!"
"No Seral, I was angry I didn't mean-"
"Fuck off!" I shouted in response not bothering to listen,"I am leaving!"
I turned from him, not letting him finish or to even respond. I just wanted to get out. I was angry, really angry, and very upset. I love Seto, don't get me wrong, but he had no right to hurt me over some stupid dance. I just wanted to be with him and show him that I wasn't embarassed to go with him into public. I wanted others to see how much I loved this man but now it doesn't matter. He was a free man now, and I was dying inside.
Once I reached the front door, I realized I was beginning to freak out. I had actually broken up with him. I was gasping for breath and I took off down the street in a sprint. I could barely make out the muffled sound of my name being called from back at the mansion but I choosed to ignore it - I didn't give a fuck. My tears were blinding me and I knew I had to seek refuge somewhere.
That's when it hit me. I knew someone who lived close and he'd likely listen to me without making me feel horrible. I turned down the next street, wiping at my tears and slowly stopped in front of a small comfortable blue house.
Joey's.