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Lust, Love and Vengeance

Seto Kaiba- 25 Takara Kaiba- 25 Serena, Yugi, etc- 24 Mokuba & Rebecca- 20

Thanks to everyone who reviewed, it means a lot that people read my story!!

Freakster- That was a big train of thought, even for me! Well I can't say anything…just yet, but I think your wrath can wait till the next chapter. Yes! The chapter that everyone's been waiting for is next…I wonder how long I can wait before putting it up? How long can I make you people suffer? Lol.

Blue Dragon99- Good observation, but if you hadn't noticed then I'll tell you that Serena is my main character.
Sakura Mitsukai- I confused you now, so many observations, thinking too much and getting me confused in the process. Bakura will find some one soon, I'm not heartless (like a certain cute CEO), Kisho does have blue eyes and man was Akeno a jerk, hm...starts to concoct evil plan for Akeno... Lolz, a serial killer from Canada?
Well there's the next chapter, hope you enjoy!

Chapter 10- Exposed Secrets

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"How could you have been so mistaken?"

"I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry won't cut it, we could be caught; she could take her ass to Seto and rat us out."

"Seduce him, god gave woman a beautiful body, use it."

"You think he'll fall for it?"

"I know I can't resist you."

"Please tell me this hell is almost over."

"We're almost done but…"

"But…?"

"She didn't fall for it."

"She's catching on. Everyone is catching on, people are watching me, they have their suspicions, especially that bitch. She can't keep her eyes off Kaiba, it makes my blood boil."

"Don't get foolish and do something hastily, after all we can't afford to screw up now."

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A cool spring breeze blew by Serena, as another delightful Spring afternoon had passed her by. Serena forlornly walked home after taking the rest of the day off from work, her thoughts were still dwelling upon Akeno's performance last night.

'How could I have been so blinded by lust and pleasure? He's so possessive, as if he needed me to do something?'

Her thoughts circled around that belief…what could Akeno use her for? She walked down the streets, her taupe skirt swirled around her knees, her cream-coloured heels clicked against the cement sidewalk, she wrapped her beige jean jacket tighter around her body to cover her bottle green tank top, while with the other hand she firmly clutched her black briefcase. Lost in thought, her eyes fell upon the upcoming magazine rack.

'Hm…maybe a little read by my dear friend will help.' She picked up the latest copy of 'The Inside' and paid the man for it. Serena began to flip through it, the usual articale and reviews concerning new and hot games, the top 5 games, what future ideas gaming corporations had and much more. Oddly, Serena noticed Takara's name was nowhere to be found, she pulled out her cell phone and dialled the head quarter's number.

"Hello, 'The Inside' business head office, how may I be of service to you?" A young, perky voice chirped into the phone.

"Hi I'm calling about your latest issue, my friend works for your magazine and I was wondering why her article isn't printed." Serena stated simply.

"Well not every employee gets their exposés printed, maybe this week wasn't her week darling," she explained as she filed her nails.

"Well could you check on your computer if she works there please?" Serena requested.

"I'm sorry I'm not permitted to distribute personal information as of regards to our staff members." She replied, brushing away dust off her nails.

"But she's a very close friend and if she got fired and is keeping it a secret I have to help her." Serena pleaded in a bogus, loving tone.

"Aw that's so sweet of you to look out for your friend…"

'Yes, yes take the bait…'

"Alright if it's for a good cause."

'Yes! Bingo, I've got it now.'

"What is your friends name?"

"Maiden or surname?" Serena asked.

"Surname."

"Takara Mazaki." Serena patiently awaited the results.

"There's no record of a 'Takara Mazaki' ever working here, and trust me if she did get fired the background history and profile would still be here for another 5 years." The lady replied.

"Alright thank you for your time," Serena kindly replied as she disconnected.

'Takara lie to Kaiba about working, but why? Why wouldn't she want Kaiba to know? What would be her motive?'

Serena picked up her phone again and dialled Kaiba's number.

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"Takara could you come in here?" Kaiba requested, it had bothered him all day, but when he finally got home he had to know.

"Yes Seto?" Takara replied poking her head into the Study room.

"Serena told me something very interesting about that magazine you worked at, or never did," Kaiba accused, looking over his computer.

"Seto I did, but I quit," Takara explained.

"But Serena said they have no records of you."

"I worked under anonymous circumstances, sending in secret editorials," Takara justified. "And I quit because I just didn't receive what I wanted."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't need you to worry about me and your company," Takara replied sadly.

"I'm your husband your worries are now mine."

"Seto..."

"But then…" Kaiba started. 'Why would Serena lie?'

"Maybe she's jealous," Takara answered, reading his thoughts.

"Why would she be jealous?"

"Has Serena ever had feelings for you?" Takara asked as she sat in her husband's lap, loosening his tie.

"Well not that I know of," Kaiba answered unsurely while wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Well tell me about any times you've been out together, then I can figure it out," Takara stated.

"Well…"

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"Kaiba do you think your feelings could be about never having to lived your childhood? I mean you've worked hard for Mokuba to have a wonderful life but you never acquired one yourself," Serena explained her theory.

It was a dark, winter night, the wind swirled around the two individuals as they wandered innocently through the large, looming trees of Domino Park. Pure white snowflakes became caught in the updraft of the chilly and freezing breeze.

Serena wrapped her arms around her uncovered body, her only source of heat being a thin, transparent shawl that covered her black cocktail party dress. Seto Kaiba sauntered slowly behind her, his hands in his pockets and his cheeks red from the frost of the season. He came up behind his young secretary and put his trench coat over her shoulders. She accepted graciously as her shivering immediately stopped.

"But what would have 'fun' done for me?"

"Seto, every child needs to have fun, or else their youthful spirit becomes at… unrest I guess you could say," Serena explained. "Sort of like this…"

Kaiba became immobile; frosty snow dripped from the back of the 18-year-old CEO's head. Serena smiled gleefully, "now you know what I mean?" Kaiba rigidly turned around and frostily glared at his 17-year old secretary.

"Living in the sun too long has done something to you, maybe you need a dose to." Kaiba picked up a large ball of snow and chased Serena from behind; the snowball hit her just as she slipped on frosty ice and fell face first in the snow. She turned around just in time to catch the strapping blue-eyed male upon her body.

Both their white, chilly breathes merged as they became caught in the wind; he stared down at the Egyptian goddess below him. Her ebony hair mixed with the white of the snowfall, her sun-kissed cheeks pale and red from the frost. Her lips tempting, lush and pink, Kaiba slowly leaned in towards her visage and lay his lips upon hers. Their mouths moved magically creating heat in the bitter, frigidity of winter. Passion exchanged between both as they remained in lip lock for what seemed like an eternity…

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"I never knew you and Serena were an item," Takara stated cheerfully.

"Well actually that was our first and last kiss; she had a boyfriend," Kaiba said with slight disappointment.

"I think maybe she still has feelings for you," Takara replied.

"But that other man she's dated since high school…Bakura," Kaiba said unsurely.

"Maybe she's using him to get over you."

"Serena is not like that."

"She told you I didn't work where I do, maybe she's trying to break us apart, I mean it is Kisho and Serena that are always together. Maybe her and your uncle are in it together, you said yourself he never wanted you to be happy." Takara said logically as she kissed his on his subtle skin and left Kaiba to ponder.

'Kisho and Serena…? Serena still in love with me? It's not possible…is it? But…do I love her?'

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"Serena I can see why you have your suspicions concerning Takara, after everything you've told me she does seem like a sly lady." Mokuba logically said, notebook in one hand, as Serena lay upon his couch.

"Thanks Dr. Kaiba," Serena sarcastically said. "A bit of advice from me to you," she said, resting a hand upon his shoulder. "You go to a psychiatrist to blow off some steam, not to learn how to become one."

"It's hard not to pick up a few techniques," Mokuba defended.

"Maybe you should talk to him," Rebecca said, pouring her a cup of tea.

"I did, but she'll just talk him out of it," Serena replied, accepting the cup. "But if a family member were to…" Serena's gaze drifted to Mokuba.

"ME?" Mokuba choked on his gulp of tea.

"Please?" Serena clasped her two hands together and begged.

"Why are you so eager?" Rebecca asked peculiarly.

"I'm rather surprised Mokuba's not," she answered, she turned to Mokuba. "Do you really want your brother to live with a woman who wasn't even truthful with him?"

Mokuba shook his head 'no'. "I still can't understand how Seto was so spontaneous to marry a woman 8 days after meeting her, its seems a bit far-fetched for Seto." Mokuba thought.

"Maybe it wasn't him…" Serena believed.

'How could Kaiba marry a woman like Takara? Without knowing anything about her past, present and future? Unless Takara…'

All three of them stared at each other after making a realization, an uneasy silence settled between them, no one rose a voice to speak up their thoughts, everyone knew.

"Don't worry Serena I'll talk to him tomorrow," Mokuba said, putting a hand over her shoulder.

'Hopefully it's not too late, who knows what Takara might've poisoned his mind with, her binding twine of lies.'

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"But Seto—"

"Mokuba stop now, I won't listen to your false accusations against my wife and your sister-in-law." Kaiba interrupted. "I don't know what you have against Takara, she's always treated you like a brother. I never utter awful things about your wife."

"But Seto you never told me about her, you said you'd never marry without my approval," Mokuba stated.

"My love needs no approval!"

The door violently slammed shut in Mokuba's face; they had been arguing for over an hour, the whole top floor (which mainly consisted of Serena) had heard the shouting, back and forth yells between the brothers had been extensive, both debating whether the marriage had been right.

Serena waited patiently at her desk for Mokuba to come, it seemed like an eternity before he did.

"That lady's done a number on brainwashing him, he won't believe the only family he's known. It's all up to you now." Mokuba left her alone.

If Kaiba hadn't listened to his own brother then what were the chances he would listen to her?

She hesitantly walked towards his office door, files pressed against her blazer. She paused, took a deep breath and held her hand to the doorway.

"Come in," a gruff response came from inside the room.

"Um…Mr. Kaiba…?" Serena said, slowly opening the door.

"What do you want Ishtar?" He brusquely asked, holding his head up from his computer.

"Mokuba and you—"

"Don't even try to assist me, anything that happened is my own business so I suggest you return to work," he brushed her off.

"I haven't come to share sympathy with you, I've come to chastise the fact that you don't believe your own brother." Serena roughly replied.

"Takara is not the witch you claim her to be—"

"Nor do I consider her to be one. One thought that continues to linger in my mind is how…? How does a man with your intelligence act so dim-witted at times?" She insulted.

"Excuse me?" Kaiba asked in sheer shock.

"How can you marry a woman after only knowing her for 8 days?"

"How do you frolic around with my uncle who is practically twice your age?" Kaiba retorted, answering a question with a question.

"Then explain why was Kisho at Takara's birthday?"

Kaiba stared puzzled at her.

"When the lights went out, we heard something. I went to go see what it was and found Kisho, he took me as Takara and began to…fondle me. But then suddenly the light returned and he vanished," Serena recalled disgustedly.

"Well then why didn't you scream?"

"It was all just so…sudden."

"My ass! You enjoyed it, that's the right answer!" Kaiba accused, his voice becoming louder.

"Kaiba there's something about her you just can't trust!" Serena replied, raising her voice to equal the sound of his.

"Serena there's nothing to be jealous—"

"Jealousy?!? Do you really think this is jealousy or has Takara indoctrinated you?" Serena yelled, not caring who heard.

"Serena one more word from you and it's your job!" Kaiba shouted in Serena's face.

She stared up disgustedly at him. "I come to tell you something as a friend, and you consider it as covetousness. We were friends long before you met her, now you put her before me; we'll see who'll be there when you need it." Serena concluded as she picked up her files and left.

Kaiba watched her as she left his office, wishing to tell her something but no words surfaced.

She paused just in front of his doorway. "You used to be strong and independent, now this woman had changed you into her guinea pig."

'In my silence I have hidden so much from you.' Serena thought as she looked at Kaiba dejectedly and left his office.

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'Why is she always meddling around in my business? I don't care how closely related she is to him it's none of her concern. I know she knows, trying to put the censures against me? We'll see who will rein victorious in the end and who will wallow in defeat.'

'I had to move the blame away from me and make myself less suspicious, good thing that now others are on my side, believing the untruthful allegations that I have against that bitch; but what happens when I become discovered? Everyone will figure who I love and that could be the end of me…'