Well, here is the second installment of the story. The problem is now revealed and will probably be a big slap in your face as it was in my friends. (^_^) Another couple is revealed in here, too, mostly as a comedy relief, which I think you would all enjoy. Seto is an even bigger ass than he usually is. Reasons are sort of explained later. Wow, this chapter is just full of stuff. Okay, I'm gonna shut up and let you read. Disclaimer?? Okay, look at my screen name. I don't think someone with a screen name such as mine should be allowed to even write YGO fanfiction…but she does anyway. XD

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When Kaiba Returns

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Seven years later…

The scent of sweat-slicked bodies overwhelmed her as she and her husband climaxed together. "Beautiful as always, my sweet Serenity," he whispered against her hair, unable to keep from caressing her as he nuzzled his face against hers.  

Despite the three years of marriage, she found herself blushing. Damn, would she never get rid of the inner virgin? "Not as beautiful as you, my husband," she replied, running her fingers gently through silky strands of sand-blonde hair.

Malik chuckled as he raised himself on his elbows. "As much as I would love to prove you wrong, beloved, I have to go to work."

Serenity Ishtar pouted. "Now?"

"Beloved, if I don't leave now, I'm going to be late. Can't keep my patients waiting."

She sighed. "I just can't compete with the hectic schedule of a psychiatrist [1], now can I?"

Amethyst eyes glowing with love, Malik's mocha fingers began stroking her face tenderly. "I'll be sure to make it up to you," he vowed softly. "Besides," he added as if a thought struck him. "Don't you have a company to watch? Mr. Kaiba is not going to be pleased if his secretary is late for work."

Serenity rolled her eyes. "You know I don't go into work for another three hours. You're just making up excuses." Unable to keep a straight face anymore, she broke into a grin. "Fine. You win. But I'm keeping you to your promise."

Malik titled his head to one side. "What promise?"

Exasperated, Serenity picked up a pillow and began beating him with it. "Feisty, aren't we?" he demanded playfully.

Suddenly she stopped, amber eyes lowering as she dropped the pillow. Instantly, Malik grew concerned, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Love? Is something wrong? If I said anything--"

She snapped back to reality, eyes wide. "Oh, no! I just forgot something I was to get for Mr. Kaiba today," she replied. "Looks I have to leave here early after all. I have to go by Kiko's to copy some files."

Malik smiled with relief. "Oh. Okay." Serenity sighed as she watched him stand up, slipping his bathrobe on as he disappeared into the bathroom. She hated lying to her husband, but no amount of understanding he may have would stand a chance against this. She sighed deeply, unable to understand it herself. How could something that haunted her for the past seven years still be so vivid in her mind? How was it she couldn't get Seto Kaiba out of her memory?

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Okay, Serenity hadn't totally lied. Turned out, she had indeed needed to copy some files for Mr. Kaiba, so her conscience became clear. After departing Kiko's Copies, she made her way for another eventful day at Kaiba Corporation. It was the usual. She rode the subway to what felt like the other side of Domino, contemplating on how lucky she was to be living this life. She was married to a wonderful husband, living a comfortable life in a fairly good-sized apartment in a neighborhood that was neither too crowded nor too empty.

She sipped her daily cup of coffee slowly, some American brand known as Starbucks [2] that was quite appealing to her. She felt extremely sleepy, but that was no surprise, considering her and Malik still acted like newlyweds after three years of marriage. Always the comforting type, Serenity had been there for Malik for the past seven years, helping him overcome his ordeal with Yami no Malik and trying to adjust to life. Eventually, the two of them had fallen in love, were engaged for a year, and married for three years, three years and two months to be exact. She sighed as she watched the silver buildings glide by her window. Life was good. It was simple, and with Malik in it, the daily routine always had a surprise or two. And don't get her started on their sex life. Regular sex was always good, but a toy or two did make things more interesting, and Malik, after buying a book of the over 500 positions a couple can achieve as a first year anniversary gift, wanted to try every one of them. Serenity had to decline more than several, knowing she wasn't acrobatic enough to accomplish such goals.

Another aspect of Malik's side affects from the Shennen Rod: he tended to be oversexed, always needing some more than once a week. It could be said that it was amazing Serenity wasn't pregnant yet, and even Malik had commented more than once on it. Serenity didn't tell Malik, but she had been taking a birth control pill throughout her entire union with him. Not that she didn't want a child. It broke her heart thinking she couldn't grant Malik a son or daughter, but she had her reasons.

She crushed her empty coffee cup and tossed it in a nearby trashcan as the train pulled toward her stop. Walking with the crowd of many suits and dresses, she stepped out of the subway and advanced towards the intimating silver edifice known as Kaiba Corporation. Smiling to the woman at the front desk, she approached the elevators, and rode up to the top floor of the building where the main office was located.

As she entered her own little office, she was surprised to see two workers exit Mr. Kaiba's office, looking quite pale. "Good afternoon, Mrs. Ishtar," one of the men greeted warmly. "Watch yourself. Mr. Kaiba is in a hellish mood today." Serenity titled her head as she watched the men depart. Something was wrong with Mr. Kaiba? She'd better check up on him. Not scared in the least, for she knew Mr. Kaiba very well, she approached the door. "Mr. Kaiba?" she called as she knocked.

"Come in!" came the growl. She did so, opening the door to reveal the raven-haired teen leaning over a bunch of papers. He looked up, glaring at first, but soon his blood-indigo eyes warmed over upon recognizing her. "Oh, hey, Serenity! How many times do I have to tell you? Just call me Mokuba, like all my other friends."

She smiled. "Those men told me that you are in a hellish mood," she explained. "I figured it would be best to approach you as politely as possible."

Mokuba snorted. "Don't worry about them."

"So, what made them think you are in a hellish mood?" Serenity inquired. Like any other 18-year-old, Mokuba had a habit of changing the subject on whim.

He rolled his eyes heavenward. "Ah, you know how workers are."

She cocked a brow.

"Well, I guess I did get a bit peed-off when I realized that they lost my brother's luggage at the airport. You know how Seto's attitude tends to rub off on me, even now." He grinned, but it faded a bit as he looked at Serenity. "Oh, I forgot to tell you!" he exclaimed, misreading Serenity's shocked expression. "Yeah, Seto's coming back today from the States!"

"Is...he...?"

"Uh-huh. It's only for a short visitation though. A couple months. Then he has to go back for another ten or so years." Despite trying to be light-hearted on the situation, Serenity could sense the slight resentment in the teen's demeanor. She understood that Mokuba had never wanted to take on Kaiba Corp., claiming to not have the skills nor intelligence his brother possessed, but here he was the head of Kaiba Corporation Japan anyway as Seto became the head of Kaiba Corporation America. The corporation had expanded its empire, and the older Kaiba had to move to New York City in the States some five or so years ago. Seto didn't even bother showing up for Serenity's wedding two years later...not that she had really cared or anything.

"So when he is supposed to come?" she inquired.

"He was at the airport over here when he called," Mokuba replied, once again swinging into his happy mood. "Should be here in an hour or so."

Great.

Mokuba seemed to want to continue with how happy he was Kaiba was finally returning, when the door swung open, revealing a 16-year-old girl with golden blonde hair pulled back in pair of ponytails, emerald eyes flashing. "Hey, baby!" Mokuba called slightly surprised. "What are you doing here?"

Rebecca Hawkings seemed to grow angrier by his cheery nature, marching forward and slamming her hands on the desk. "Don't you baby me!" she yelled. "You left a freakin' mess last night! My grandfather came in to wake me this morning and I was lucky my room was too dark for him to notice the condoms that were littering the floor!"

"Uh...Reb, now's not exactly a good time to be discussing this," Mokuba muttered through clenched teeth, eyes shifting from Rebecca to Serenity and back to Rebecca, his face glowing vibrantly.

"We're not discussing it!" Rebecca yelled, ignoring her boyfriend's state of discomfort. "This is a one sided conversation, buddy!"

"But can't this wait?"

"NO!!!! Another mistake like this could find me at a boarding school in Switzerland! Next time you decide to bail after making love to me, clean up your mess first!" Sighing with disgust, Rebecca turned her smile to Serenity. "It must be so awesome to be married," she gushed. "I'm trying to get Mokuba here to make a commitment, but he seems to want only the sex."

It didn't seem possible, but Mokuba's face turned even redder. "Rebecca, we're too young to get married!" he protested.

"Shut up!" Rebecca shot back. "No one asked you for your opinion!"

Mokuba sat back in the leather rolly-chair, wishing it would swallow him up and take him to the Underworld.

Serenity smiled sympathetically at her young boss. "I'll just be at work now, Mr. Kaiba," she declared and quickly exited the office, closing the door to the yelling that continued to ensue. Rebecca was tough that was for sure, and any guy with lesser sensitivity or maturity than Mokuba would have left her long ago. But the teenagers' relationship had been highly active for the past two years and still going strong. It was obvious the two were madly in love with each other. Rebecca proved it often by yelling at young Kaiba whenever he got out of shape. Mokuba often described Rebecca's rage being a part of her cuteness and that it turned him on really. After about fifteen minutes of typing and gathering papers together, Serenity noticed the yelling had subsided. She decided to do a quick checkup to make sure Mokuba was still alive, opening the door ever so slightly, just enough to give her line of vision some room.

Rebecca was sitting on the edge of the desk, her legs wrapped around Mokuba's waist as the two were lost in a lip-lock. Serenity sighed deeply, inaudibly. Ah, young love. It was so cute watching the two, but when Mokuba's hand started sliding up Rebecca's shirt, that was more than enough of a cue to leave the party. Serenity quietly closed the door, and continued with her work.

An uneventful hour or so passed, a few phone-calls coming in for Mokuba, all to which Serenity had to inform them he was extremely busy or out of the office completely. Then the door opened as Rebecca departed. "Bye, Serenity!" she called happily, her clothes slightly askew, hair redone completely, this time in just a single ponytail, and looking quite pleased with herself. Serenity took her list of messages to Mokuba, who was whirling around and around in the chair, a boyish smirk lighting up his face. "Just place them on the desk, Serenity," he informed her, his voice a bit thicker than usual.

Serenity just shook her head with a smile. If only Kaiba knew exactly what excursions went on in his office...

Then she realized that it was not Kaiba's office anymore. She really needed to quit thinking like he was still around. Whatever happened seven years ago, it was over. Done with. The past was the past.

She turned around to return to her desk, when she froze in her tracks, a chill paralyzing her outer body, her gut burning slightly with a rekindled flame. It was if her thoughts had materialized for he stood there at the office door, cobalt eyes glaring like sun-reflected glaciers. "Hey, big brother, what's up!?" Mokuba exclaimed happily, innocently oblivious to the biting chill that swarmed uninviting into the room.

"Hello, Mokuba," Seto Kaiba replied. His eyes, however, never left Serenity's, keeping their gazes locked as they stared at each other. "Hello, Serenity." His voice seemed softer but no less cold.

Serenity gulped inaudibly, shivering. "H...hello, K-Kaiba." As much as she hated it, her body awoke instantly, like a bitch having heard the return of her master. Her breath quickened as he advanced. At 23-years he didn't look that much different. His face was still perfectly shaved, but his hair a little longer at the nape, bangs a tad more free and daring. Other than that, he was pretty much the same cold, jackass self.

"I trust you have been well...Mrs. Ishtar?" he inquired darkly.

Refusing to give in to whatever silent challenge he was proposing, Serenity replied with more viciousness than she intended, "Yes, as a matter of fact, my husband Malik and I are doing very well, thank you very much."

Mokuba's brows raised, but he decided it best to stay out of this secret battle. Seto, however, continued to stare Serenity down. Having not a clue what had occurred between the two, Mokuba spoke up in hopes of breaking tension, "So, Seto, how was New York?"

"No different from this place," Kaiba snapped still not looking at him. "Narrow, cold, and too crowded. They have excellent pizza though, I'll give it that much." He allowed his eyes to trail seductively along Serenity's body. "The company wasn't as great, either. They don't scream as loud."

Mokuba looked extremely confused, but Serenity was shaking violently, livid with rage. That bastard! He was doing this deliberately! He knew fully well that she was married to Malik Ishtar! And yet he continued to bring up something that happened almost a decade ago! Still, the seven year lapse didn't do much to help her any. Despite her three year marriage, Serenity found herself waking up in the middle of the night with Kaiba's name resting just on the tip of her lips. Sometimes, when Malik and she made love, she couldn't help but imagine it was Kaiba's body she was touching and holding. A secret fantasy that played itself again and again in her mind for the past seven years. Five years ago, Kaiba had vanished from her life, and just when she thought those fantasies would be gone, he came back like a phantom from an old war. And those fantasies returned with him tenfold. She realized with a nasty shock that she was just a mere few feet away from making all of those fantasies come true...had Mokuba not been the room.

"If you'll excuse me, Kaiba," she spoke up softly with a bow, "I'd better get back to work."

It was hard to concentrate now that Kaiba had made this unexpected return. She could feel his eyes caressing her body just as his hands...no! She could not think about that! Not only was it pointless, but was totally morally wrong! She was married now! To Malik! Only he should be the subject of her more private thoughts.

And yet her body whined for Seto. They didn't even do all that much seven years ago. What would've happened had they had at least ten more minutes...?

NO! No, no, no!!

And he walked out on you, the sensible part of her pointed out. How could you still want him if he deliberately abandoned you, pretending the sex never happened?

For some reason, that thought made her heart break.

Why are you sad? You're married now to a wonderful man who has done more for you than that oversexed pig could ever do!

I know, but I still can't forget Seto.

Try!

I have been trying for the past seven years!

Have you? Or are you just bullshitting yourself?

Serenity was flung out of her own mental argument when Kaiba departed Mokuba's office. She held her breath as he coldly brushed past, trench coat fluttering with its symbol of power. But before she could exhale her relief, he stopped, changed his mind, and marched back to her. "Have you forgotten something, Mr. Kaiba?" she inquired as politely as she could, hoping her voice didn't shake as her heart did.

"Yes, to give you my congratulations to your marriage, Mrs. Ishtar," he replied tonelessly. "Though I must say, Serenity Kaiba fits you far better."

"Mokuba already has a girlfriend," she informed him without missing a beat. Being married to Malik had taught her many things, including spitting out clever comebacks almost as fast as Kaiba could.

It was certainly a slap on Kaiba's testicles, to say the least, but he chuckled anyway, leaned over and took her chin in his hand. "I'm pleased to see you still have that same fire you did seven years ago." He released her chin and sat sideways on the edge of the desk, leering down at her viciously. "Tell me, does Ishtar make you scream as loud as I did?"

Not even wanting to think about it, Serenity yelled, "Why do you keep bringing it up!? It happened seven YEARS ago! It's over and done with! Besides, you're the one who walked away, you're the one who wanted to pretend it never happened!"

Kaiba grinned, a malicious grin that reminded her of the crocodile she saw on the Discovery Channel once right before it mauled a gazelle. "What if I told you I was in love with you and can't forget the glorious hot sex we had?" he purred.

"I'd say that's a cock of bullshit."

"Whoa!" He laughed mockingly, throwing his hands up in mock surrender. "Easy, easy! Those are big words for a little girl."

"I'm twenty-one, sir, hardly a little girl," she growled back acidly.

His hands dropped as the azure eyes drifted provocatively to her chest. "Yeah, I can see that."

She quickly turned away, face flaring with shame and humiliation. Granted, her breasts had grown with age, but not much, still couldn't hope to compete with Tea's or Mai's. Even Isis's bust looked more promising. Tears of pure embarrassment threatened to spill and in front of Kaiba no less. Why her? Why was she to be subjugated with this suffering? Punishment for giving into Seto Kaiba's well-placed touch and skilled tongue? She couldn't feel any more remorseful and guilty than she already did. Every waking moment she regretted having slept with Seto Kaiba on their way home in Battle Ship some seven years ago, losing her innocence as he shamelessly pumped into her while her brother and friends slept cluelessly several halls away. It was a miracle Serenity had not turned up pregnant because of that stupid mistake. She had not been on any type of birth control, and Kaiba hadn't possessed any type of protection. "Adam and Eve sex" as Malik called it when it was only the couple and their primal instincts.

Suddenly, Serenity became aware of hot breath next to her ear, and an arm wrapping around her waist. Kaiba kneeled next to her chair, nuzzling the skin behind her ear as he held her tightly. "I may not be in love with you," he whispered, hot breath tickling the tiny hairs of her flesh in a sexy, forbidden manner, "but I was not lying when I said I couldn't forget you. I can't. You've been haunting my dreams every night for the past seven years, ever since I took your virginity and you took mine. I was your first, and you were my first, does that not mean anything to you?" Her breath stilled as his hand slid under shirt, scalding palm dragging slowly across her tightened stomach. His lips brushed against her ear as he whispered so softly, she had to strain to hear it over the sound of his heavy breathing and her racing heart. "Come back to me, Serenity. Normally, I don't beg, but you are worth it. I want you back in my bed. Come on, Serenity. Come back to me."

She felt her eyes drift close, her body responding alarmingly to his while warning signals flashed ignored in her brain. But the spell Kaiba was casting upon her broke when she felt his tongue lick the curves of her ear. Serenity leaped up so fast, the chair fell with a loud crash and she pressed herself tightly against the wall. "How dare you suggest I leave my husband!" she shrieked. "What makes you think I would trade in Malik for scum like you who isn't even worth the dirt under my shoes!? Get outta here, Kaiba! Just leave!"

Kaiba stood up but he continued with that sadistic snigger of his. "Have you forgotten everything Malik did? To your brother, especially?"

Serenity's eyes narrowed dangerously. "First of all, Malik was under the spell of Yami no Malik and your precious Shennen Rod. Second, everything Malik did was trivial compared to all you've done! At least Malik didn't rape me!"

The last sentence was out of her mouth before she could call it back. She knew Kaiba didn't rape her because she had wanted it, too, but if she were trying to make Kaiba explode, she would've been pleased with the results. Twin sapphires casting lightning in thunderous rage, he was in front of her in three strides of those impossibly long legs, gripping her shoulders hard enough to make her give a small cry in pain. "Don't you ever say that again!" he shouted angrily. "In case your selective memory has failed you, you were screaming my name as I pleasured you, you filthy slut! Rape, huh? Is that what you told your brother, you bitch!? Did you go yapping to that braying ass and his friends that I raped you!?!"

Tears were streaming down Serenity's face uncontrollably. "I didn't tell anyone about us!" she wailed, sob after sob erupting from her throat. "I knew that if I did, they would hurt you, so I kept our night a secret!"

Instantly Kaiba released her shoulders, taking a step back. "Yeah, right," he snorted, shimmering cobalt orbs slicing her heart into tiny, gory pieces. "You just didn't want to reveal to them the little whore you really are."

"Serenity is not a whore!" came an angry outcry.

The couple turned to see Mokuba standing in the doorway, blood-indigo eyes shifting from one face to the other. "What the hell is going on out here? I hear a crash, I see my brother harassing my secretary and one of my friends, and then she being called a whore in the process. Care to explain, Seto?"

"Why don't you ask her?" Kaiba spat, pointing rudely at Serenity. "Careful you don't become too sympathetic, though. She might bewitch you and then run her dirty yap to Rebecca, and you'll be in big trouble then, won't you little brother?"

The 18-year-old's jaw dropped with shock but Kaiba ignored him as he stomped out of the office. Serenity vigorously wiped her eyes, feeling the aching bruises on her shoulders from Kaiba's death grip. She looked into Mokuba's concerned expression as he gently touched her arm. "Serenity, let's take a drive," he suggested softly. "You are my friend, and I want to know everything that just happened."

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Their panting seemed to echo across the dark room, the sweat on their skin gleaming like rhinestones in the reflection of the blue screensaver on the witnessing laptop. Their climax had been violent, making Seto crave for more as he buried his face in the crook of Serenity's neck.

"Seto..." she whispered amidst her heavy breathing.

"What?" he inquired softly, finding himself seeking the warmth of her lips again.

She broke the kiss, lips brushing against his as she replied, "Please, don't tell anyone about this."

"Why?" he asked, in between nipping her mouth.

"I just don't want anyone to know."

"I want you, and you want me, what's wrong with that?"

She didn't give a reason, only pleading, "Just please don't tell."

And Kaiba had honored that request. In fact, he thought as he sped down the highway in his Eclipse Spider, not only did he not tell anyone about what he and Serenity had done, he went of his way to make sure that they hadn't interacted at all after Battle Ship. As much as Kaiba would love to see the expression on Joey's face when the mutt found out his worst enemy had fucked his little sister's brains out and she loved every minute of it, Kaiba kept his honor and hers by keeping his lips sealed. And it seemed easier when he had to move to the States to run Kaiba Corporation America in New York City.

That's when Kaiba found out Serenity had become engaged to Ishtar, and that was the shit that hit the fan. Of all people, Ishtar was probably the one person Wheeler hated even more so than Kaiba himself, and yet that slobbering canine allowed his precious little sister marry him!?! At least Kaiba didn't take over Joey's mind (provided there was anything there to take over), kill people for the sheer hell of it, and banish feeble individuals to the Shadow Realm left and right. Yes, Kaiba now possessed the Shennen Rod, but it did nothing more than sit in his trench coat looking pretty.

Well, that was going to have to change. Kaiba will get Serenity back and at the same time expose her for the lying two-faced slut she really was.

Time to see if the Shennen Rod worked well for him as it did for Malik.

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[1]—Thinking of occupations for Malik, my friend Kassie and I decided that he would make the most excellent psychiatrist. XD

[2]—That stuff is the shit!!! ^_^

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Yeah, Kaiba got meaner. It's kinda understandable. Review, and perhaps we shall find out how he plans on using the Shennen Rod to get Serenity back.