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Hey, (starts to dodge tomatoes thrown by reviewers), I know, I haven't updated since forever. Well technically I did, my Queen of the Damned story, but anyway, I decided to update this becuz well, u guyz were actually emailing me, using my email address, to tell me to update! I felt so loved! ^__^ Ah, so after this update, I'll update the Story, it's one of my fav stories I wrote, well, no, all of my stories I luv! Okay, enough comments, but for those who emailed me, u know who u are, and I thank u and luv u for it!!! By the way, this chapter will have the same tone as the first chapter, u know, some drama/seriousness ~__^

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Tea was lost in thought, mindlessly following Kaiba as he walked, his feet never slowing down, turning this way and that in the narrow streets.

'God, I shouldn't have said that, why did I say that?!' she thought, berating herself. 'It wasn't supposed to come out that way, I only meant to get back at him.'

She collided into his back.

"Ow!" Tea exclaimed, rubbing her nose.

"We're here," Kaiba said curtly. His face was impassive as he pointed to a two-story house that loomed above the pigsty that surrounded it. Tea visibly blanched and slowly backed away, her eyes riveted on the house that was a block away from where they stood; its broken shutters and windows, slime running down the drain, choking weeds and vines on the rusty gate, rubble heaped at the door, all clearly visible.

"You gave your word," Kaiba said, calmly watching her back away in fright.

Tea drew a shaky breath, "What is that place?"

A small smile appeared on his sneering lips, "The place you agreed to go. And there is no turning back, do you understand?"

Tea looked at his eyes in disbelief, "But not to this!" she cried, as she realized that she had to step inside that house.

"You agreed, remember?" Kaiba snapped, his icy eyes blazing. "This is Mokuba we're talking about, he's just a little boy in the hands of these type of men!"

Tea stared at Kaiba, startled at his outburst.

Hesitantly, she said softly, "Hey Kaiba, I'm sorry about what I said…I didn't mean it, you know that right?"

No answer.

"Kaiba," she tried again, "Kai--"

"Think before you speak, Gardener," he cut in coolly. "But I don't really pay attention to your babble so you can stop your little apologies. What you need to do right now, is go in there."

Tea's mouth set into a grim line.

"I-Alright."

What she was doing was folly, but she promised and, well, perhaps this would redeem her in his eyes.

Slowly she took one step, and then another toward the dark house.

Kaiba watched her leave, her back tense, footsteps precise as it hit the pavement. What she had said had indeed hurt him, but he had hid it by reverting back to his cold mask. She dared to have the audacity to say that to him, the CEO of KaibaCorp.

He ignored the twinge of uneasiness as her figure faded away in the darkness toward the broken-down house. Not only did she deserve this, he told himself, but she would help get Mokuba safely back.

'Why am I trying to justify my actions?' he thought annoyed, 'since when do I care for Yugi's cheerleading girlfriend?'

Tea cautiously went up the creaking stairs that led to the front door, her eyes constantly darting around.

"H-hello?" she called out, her voice quavering. She stepped into the living room.

It was bare except for scattered newspapers strewn on the rotting hardwood floor.

She walked to the middle of the room.

"I'm the girl who you guys--" Tea paused, what exactly should she say?

Then two silhouettes appeared at the front door and three more appeared at the doorway that led from the living room to the stairs.

Tea gasped, and stiffened as the shadows moved into the room. They were five men dressed in muted colors of black and gray, except one of them was wearing a black trench coat.

That man stepped toward her.

"Just what do you think you're doing here?" the man said with a menacing voice.

"I-I…."Tea didn't know what to say.

He cocked his head to the side, dark brown eyes apathetic.

"Well…?"

"He's after me," Tea said, her voice rushing, "K-Kaiba…I read the note before he-he came. He's been harassing me, and threatening to call the police--my house is bugged, so I couldn't go back there, look, I'm still wearing the clothes you gave me, I don't know what to do…if it were up to me, I would run away but he'd go after me-look, I won't tell anyone about Mokuba, just-just help me, I won't even say that you kidnapped me, nothing! Just--"

The man raised his hand, cutting her rambling off. "Very interesting," he remarked. "You weren't even a player in this game, I assumed that you would go off to tell someone about the kidnapping, yet you come back here saying that Kaiba is after you."

He smiled slowly, shaking his head, "Girl, we later found out, that you did indeed know Kaiba," he said shrugging his shoulders. "An unfortunate coincidence."

"So all these," he waved his hand at her, "little lies of yours, were unnecessary. We had people following you the whole time you and Kaiba walked here, though I have to admit, he must hold something over your head to force you to come here."

Tea shook her head in denial, "What are you talking about?" she said hysterically.

'Oh my gosh, they couldn't have known…'

"My dear Tea Gardener, I know all about you. Friends with Yugi Moto, Joey, Tristan, Mai, Marik, Malik, and so on. Aspiring dancer. Parents both dead, my sympathies to you--"

"Shut up!" Tea said sharply. "Okay, so you know!"

The man smoothly inclined his head at her, "I suppose Kaiba sent you here to find out more info…that bastard would do anything for his brother, which is a real pity, because you're going to have to be silenced."

Tea went cold. "But why? Why do you want Kaiba to close the deal?" she said in desperation and anger. "I have nothing to do with this!"

"You would be what I would call, an innocent bystander, that got involved." The man motioned to the other men and they surrounded Tea as he stepped back.

Tea slowly looked at the men that circled her.

'I'm actually going to die,' she thought numbly.

A flash of anger tore through her. 'But not,' she thought with narrowed eyes, 'without a fight!'

She flung herself at one of the men, clutching his knees.

"Please, please, wait! I can be useful to you!" she said, sobbing wildly.

The man gave a disgusted look at her. As he started to pull her off of him, she punched him as hard as she could in the groin. The man doubled over, groaning as Tea ran through the open gap from the circle, toward the front door, heels skidding.

A hard hand grasped her shoulder and flung her across the room. She landed with a jarring impact against the wall, making the plaster crack.

She looked at the men, hair hanging in front of her eyes, a trickle of blood running down the side of her face. (Aaah! This is sounding like Power Within, oh well, ^__^)

The man in the black trench coat yelled in annoyance to his men, "Just kill her with your guns if you don't want to dirty your hands!"

'Oh f@#$! I can't outrun guns! Where the hell is Kaiba!'

As the men reached into their holsters, a crash was sounded.

Kaiba exploded from the window, a pistol in his hand, the glass shattering from his weight. As he started to fall to the floor, a single gunshot was sounded.

The trench-coated man howled in pain, clutching his leg.

Before the other men could face this new threat, Kaiba had rolled on the floor and jumped smoothly up, grasping the injured man by the neck, the pistol pressed into his neck.

"Sorry I'm a little late to the party," he said, smirking at the men who's hands were still wrapped around the butt of their guns.

"Remove your hands and slowly drop your guns," he commanded.

They slowly released their guns when all of a sudden, one of them dove toward Tea. Tea reeled back as he hit her with a crash. The man grabbed the falling Tea and shoved her in front of him, as he mimicked Kaiba's gesture, pressing the gun into her neck.

"Let go of him, and she won't die," the man snarled.

Kaiba's cold eyes met Tea's shocked/surprised ones.

"No," he said simply.

Tea's eyes widened, what did he mean no? This wasn't time to play games with her, the time of verbal sparring was over, did he not know that she had a gun to her neck?!

"Tell me where Mokuba is and your man won't get shot," Kaiba continued, pressing the gun harder into the man's neck.

A stand off.

The other men looked uneasily at the two gun holders, as the cold wind swept through the room from the broken window, swirling Kaiba's coat behind him while blowing Tea's blood-matted hair in her face.

The man gripped his gun tighter, his palm shifting as his finger pressed over the trigger.

Tea stared into Kaiba's eyes, she could almost see her reflection in his cold blue ones.

Slowly the endpoint of Kaiba's gun pointed to the other man.

"And if I shoot you?" he said in a relaxed voice.

"You know the answer," the man replied.

Kaiba's stern face smiled, "I don't care about her, and you know that. If you say that you know me, then you should know that the only person that I care about is Mokuba, if she dies but Mokuba is saved, then so be it."

His words hit Tea, submerging deep inside her, she could understand him wanting Mokuba to be alive but did he have to say it that way? But why did she care what he said about her? After all, she told herself, he only saw you as a way to get Mokuba back. Who cares that he was a different person when you argued with him…who cares?! You are nothing to him!

Unbidden tears welled in her eyes as she angrily tried to suppress them. Why the hell are you crying! I thought you didn't care about this arrogant bastard! You should be more upset that you're about to die!

Kaiba schooled his face as he watched tears glitter in Tea's eyes. She was actually crying over what he had said? He looked carefully at her, wait, they were gone. He must have imagined it.

I know why you were about to cry, a voice jeered in Tea's head. Because what he had just said sounded a lot like what your father said. He thought of you as a piece of trash and said exactly what Kaiba meant. That you weren't worth mourning over, better to let you die and let another live!

"No," Tea whispered, trembling in the man's grasp. "No!"

Kaiba looked incredulously at her, she had closed her eyes and was softly saying no over and over.

The man gripped her tighter.

"Shut your trap!" he growled, shaking her.

Shook her just like her father once did. No more.

Tea opened her eyes. No more.

Kaiba frowned as he saw a crazed gleam in Tea's eyes. Slowly, Tea craned her head to look at the man who held her.

"No more, no more will I sit here calmly while you hit me," she said, staring into the now perplexed man.

"Do you understand that?" Tea said, her voice rising.

In response, the man cuffed her with his gun. "You actually want me to kill you, don't you?"

Tea stilled as the pain throbbed in her head. "Why," she said softly. "Why do you do this to-" her voice swung up wildly into a scream, "me!" She lashed out, twisting violently in his grasp, nails raking the man's unprotected voice.

Kaiba could watch and stare as Tea turned into a madman. She knocked the gun aside with a sweep of her arm. As the man dove for his gun, Tea kicked him twice in the face. The man pulled back, holding his face as Tea swooped down and grabbed the gun.

"Why!' she screamed, pointing the gun with a trembling hand at the man. "Why do you do this to me!"

The man watched the open hole of the pistol, "I don't know who you think I am, but I'm not whoever you think I am!" the man said, a scared look on his face.

"Dad?" Tea said softly in a broken voice, "I'm sorry, I can't take this anymore. I'm sorry."

'Shit!' Kaiba thought. 'She's trapped in her memories.'

"Tea!" Kaiba hissed, "he isn't your Dad. Your Dad is dead, remember? A couple of years ago. Just slowly back up and give the gun to me."

"Dead?" repeated Tea, the gun wavered in her hand.

The man saw his chance and jumped to the side while twisting the gun in her hand. Two guns fired at once.

One from Kaiba, the bullet hitting the man in the lungs, the other from the now-dying man, hitting Tea in the shoulder.

Tea collapsed, clutching her shoulder with one hand as blackness started to come. The last thing she remembered was Kaiba's voice saying, "Tea, Tea, did you actually believe what I said?"

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Okay, now this chapter totally did not end how I thought it would be. It was weird, I could've approached this the humorous way but I thought, hey, the first chapter was serious, so make this one serious, after all, in the last chapter, Kaiba was a little OC. And then somehow, I had planned it to be this wild fight with Kaiba and Tea, never expecting that I would write this. It was like once I started writing, I couldn't stop, and what I wrote down, became the chapter. My fingers dictated the whole thing, and now reading over this, I'm like wow, this was unexpected.

So please review, and tell me what you think…^___^ Belle-fille1