Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh.
Lust, Love and Vengeance
Seto Kaiba-25 Takara Kaiba- 25 Serena & Yugi- 24 Mokuba & Rebecca- 20
Thank you to everyone who reveiwed, I know everyone's breathed a heavy sigh of relief for me FINALLY revealing who it was.
Blue Dragon99- If you write more it won't be crap, and I already have to wait a month for the shortest of chapters, just try. (Yeah I know you're very happy that it was Takara).
Freakster- I know, I Kisho's so old....ew....And Kaiba's so much more man, god I love him....anyways...Hope you got my e-mail that I sent yesterday.
Sakura Mitsukai- I still think your stories are WAAAAAAAAAAAY better then whatever bull I write, but really are you already thinking of a French Report your doing in December? Someone sure likes to plan ahead. Anyways, if you wnat to get your story's vision back I's have to say, read it again, that could help. Hope you find time out of your busy schedule as I would love to know what you think of my other story.
Deena70- Hope your suspense is rested with this chapter.
Chapter 12- Everything Comes Together
"Serena!?"
Takara and Kisho stared at her, taken aback by the sudden appearance of the Egyptian female.
"What the hell is she doing here?" Takara maliciously spat.
Kisho lips rounded into a sly smirk and bent down in front of Serena. "So you know of us now?"
Serena crawled back and nodded uncertainly, what a time for her voice to renege on her.
"What happened?" Akeno burst into the room and found everyone's gaze upon Serena. "What the—"
"Well I'd like to thank you on making our plan so much easier now," Kisho stated, standing up and brushing something off his pants. "Akeno, grab her!" His command sounded to Serena but her body didn't co-operate to move; she froze as soon as his loathsome touch lifted her off her feet.
Akeno sent her tense glances every now and then, Serena didn't know why he was so bothered, she was the one who was probably going to die.
They took her outside into an alley behind the hotel; rain still relentlessly poured on. Akeno held her up against the brick wall, his face inches away from hers.
"Just tell us the main computer password and freedom is yours," Takara offered.
"I'd rather die than betray a friend," Serena spat.
"A friend that doesn't take your trust honestly?" Takara taunted.
"Shut up!" Serena screamed at the top of her lungs.
"Bitch!" Takara slapped vigorously. "Don't raise your voice with me," Takara drew a rifle from her black purse.
"Takara!" Kisho thrust the gun away just as if went off. "Control your temper, we need her."
"What?! Are you going to use me like a whore again?" Serena yelled, her tears combining with the droplets of water.
"You're not that bad, I like feisty," Akeno gloated, his head nuzzling her neck. Serena attempted to push away but with her hands out of use and her legs numb there wasn't much she could do.
'No, it isn't right! Kaiba means more than any sexy, seductive…oh shit.'
Akeno's head ran along her collar bone, his tickling against her chin. She breathed in trying not to become spellbound with his charm.
"Tell us the password and you go scotch-free," Kisho said, walking up to her.
"Hell no!" Serena shouted, kicking the elderly man in the shin. Finally the feeling had returned.
"Bitch!" Takara roughly smacked her; a bloody taste filled her mouth as Takara bent down next to Kisho and kissed him vehemently.
Serena looked away disgustedly, her stomach lurching at the very glimpse. "Kaiba gave you everything, he loved with every ounce of emotion he could muster from his cold heart and this is how you repay him."
"There's no point of me being with him when he loves you!" Takara hollered.
'Kaiba…he…loves…me? Why do I figure it out now when I'm at the end of my demise?'
"You lie!"
"That's why his advances on me were nothing but kisses and fraud intimacy!"
"That's what yours were as well!" Serena yelled, she wanted to believe what she was hearing but she couldn't.
"He loves you and nothing would gain me more pleasure then to rid him of that happiness," Takara evilly grinned.
"Son, you know what to do," Kisho stated simply. His hand slipped around Takara's waist as they returned inside the hotel.
Akeno made his seductive moves, his hands travelled throughout her body, livening up every nerve and sense. But it was rough and harsh; his teeth sunk into the soft flesh of her neck, blood seeped out of her wound. Serena's cries of help went unanswered in the thunderous rainstorm.
She gathered enough of her body's strength and shoved him away from her exhausted body, her tennis shoes thudded against the black pavement, her hands extended forward as she slowly reached her parked her car.
Akeno's hands suddenly collided with Serena's body with such force causing her to crash into the brick wall and falling to the flooded ground. He progressed towards her, his father's sly smirk apparent upon his face.
"Remember you won't be able to tell anyone about us, because no one will believe you, especially Kaiba." Akeno said as he picked Serena up and headed towards her car.
"W-why?" Serena breathed out.
"Because he doesn't trust you anymore after a little number that my future mother-in-law pulled," he said as he closed the door to her car. Serena wearily stared at him; the rain thudded against her car window and slowly flowed down, Akeno gazed at her through the window with compassion, his hand ran up alongside the glass, his blue eyes mirrored empathy.
'He seduced me, I've been so stupid and blind, but what about Seto? He loves Takara with all his heart and now this? He won't believe me. Akeno seduced me? All this time like a fool I followed him in his twisted game when all this time I loved…'
Serena's thoughts were suddenly cut short as she collapsed unconscious in her car.
Akeno gazed absorbedly at Serena's immobilized figure, lying numbly inside the vehicle, he opened the door and lifted her head onto his lap.
"Serena forgive me," he brushed away a few strands from her silent face. He leaned down and gently kissed her icy lips. "I'm leaving now, so no more pain will be inflicted upon you," he slipped something in her hand and caressed her unconscious body.
"I don't when I fell in love with you…but now I can't hurt you."
From: Kisho Tsunami
Sent: May 18th, 2004 6:23:58 PM
To: Unknown
Subject: RE: Reprisal
Message: Everything is complete, Serena had refused to give us the last password to the main computer so confrontation is tonight. Soon enough Kaiba Corp. will be in our disposal soon, I know you've waiting for this, now is the time to get your revenge on Serena.
Her newly done manicured nails clicked together, her soft, thin pink lips arched into a cunning smile. Everything they had worked so hard to obtain was finally coming together. Soon she would be out of this nightmare and could live freely and happily with her true love.
The young lady slowly turned around and stared out into the lush gardens of the estate she had grown accustom to, but before long it would become hers and her lover's while the previous owner would be on the street begging for money.
Her deep brown eyes gleamed in pleasure and excitement; Takara grabbed her auburn purse and entered her sleek beige BMW, it was almost time.
Kaiba stared distractedly from atop his prodigious building, work seemed so much more…empty without the Egyptian beauty hanging around and annoying him. He had repeatedly tried to call her but his rings went unanswered, she was genuinely furious with him.
Before marriage he had begun to open his eyes to the wonders of life and love, now after he felt so insecure…he hated that he had no control anymore. He felt like the biggest mistake had been to force himself into this…shamed marriage? Had he been using Takara to rid his mind of the plagued moments with Serena?
He looked intently at the telephone resting upon his desk, maybe he should…or should he talk with Takara first? No, what he was doing was right, he had to gain dominance over his life, he had to stay true to himself.
He couldn't continue to lie…
'Ring.'
Serena groggily awoke from her uncomfortable position to the ringing of her cell phone. She sighed tiredly and picked it up.
'Bakura?'
"Hello?" She answered unenthusiastically.
"Serena? My, you sound like you just woke up," Bakura commented.
"I guess you could call it that," Serena smiled as she started her car.
"Oh good you're in the car, Serena I have to talk to you."
"About…?"
"Just come to Domino Park as soon as possible."
The dial tone sounded in Serena's ear; Bakura sounded so anxious.
'I wonder what's up with him?' Serena began to drive in the direction of Domino Park, at the first red light she stopped, her gaze travelled throughout her car till it fell upon something glimmering beside the passenger seat.
Her finger caressed the flimsy, silvery material; her hand clutched it tightly and brought it up for further inspection.
It was a thin necklace, several small, silver sequences linking together to form a fragile chain. In the middle was a pendant in the shape of a heart, tiny shimmering diamonds lined it brilliantly giving it a glistening quality.
'Akeno?'
The only name that seemed to make sense in this moment.
Cars from behind sent Serena piercing honks from their vehicle to inform her that the light had turned green. She slipped the chain into her purse and stepped firmly upon the gas pedal.
Her eyes looked intently upon the road, not detecting the other 'gift' Akeno had left her. A note of apology, revealing to her everything that the scheme of Kisho and Takara consisted of- this and also a letter of love, divulging every ounce of love within his body for her.
Some things are better left to be the unknown…
Bakura put his silver cell phone back into his jeans pocket. He needed to speak with Serena urgently; he had thought about their sudden break up and thought they should discuss where they stand as people. He always and will continue to want her as he had but now he hoped friendship would do him well.
He sat unaccompanied upon the wooden bench, bathing in the tranquility of the park.
"Excuse me?" A sweet, young voice hummed inside his ears. He averted his gaze to the holder of the melodic tone.
"H-hello…" Completely awed by her beauty, Bakura was stunned by the sudden appearance of the woman before him.
A slender figure only to be covered by a light pink, strapless dress, which floated at different lengths near the bottom; her jet-black was streak with light shades of brown. Her jewellery was simple yet elegant in its own fashion, a thin silver drop necklace with matching earrings; she smiled amiably, her jade eyes glistened in the sunshine at the young man who continued to gaze upon her.
"Hi, I'm Maya," she extended her lightly tanned hand towards the pale man.
"I'm B-Bakura," he replied, still unable to barely speak.
"I noticed you were sitting all alone, I hope you wouldn't mind if I joined you," she said hesitantly.
"No, no of course not," Bakura replied politely moving over.
"So are you here for any special reason?" Maya asked, straightening out the creases in her dress, secretly wishing he was single.
"Well…" Bakura looked, but found no sign of Serena. "I don't think so anymore." They continued to talk merrily, like long lost friends that had finally found each other
His Egyptian princess looking from afar; Serena grinned happily at Bakura and his companion, they appeared like a young newly wedded couple. She sent him a flying kiss that would never be returned as she turned away before the tears could become visible to anyone walking past her.
'Lucky for Bakura to find love again…' Serena thought considerably. 'Now it's my turn to see if I can mend my life…'
Serena stared up at the looming tower, she rethought her plan and knew it was the only way.
"Boss someone just got inside the building," a deep, abrasive voice spoke into his two-way radio.
"Take her as well."
"But how did you-?"
"I know she'd come crawling back, she's not one to wag her tail between her legs."
"Do I go in?"
"Wait a few minutes, we'll be there."
'10:30pm! Man it's getting late.' Mokuba grabbed the rest of his uncompleted documents and began to pile them inside his black briefcase. 'Rebecca's going to nag me again about how I'm getting to be like Seto.'
' "You should be home with your wife." '
' "How do you expect to have a child when your not home?" '
'Blah, blah, blah etcetera…'Consumed in his own train of thought, Mokuba failed to noticed the dark, shadowy stature appearing over him.
He looked over to his unfinished cup of coffee, ripples ran from the centre of the deep brown liquid; faint footsteps echoed in the deserted floor. Mokuba swiftly swivelled around to come upon a pair of oh-so familiar russet eyes.
She had scrupled for a few moments, standing before her desk rethinking everything that had happened the previous day; Akeno was right, Kaiba would never believe her. Takara had blinded him too much, that sight was impossible to retrieve.
Her fingers ran over the objects upon her desk, further prolonging the inevitable.
'Let me just get it over with.' She thought, staring into the dimly lit hallway.
Abruptly, a hand reached out from the shadows and grabbed Serena from behind shoving her down onto her desk with a noiseless thud. Her tanned hands reached her for mouth to pull off whoever was gripping her; but even with every degree of energy she couldn't release herself. Her eyes unpredictably located the phone, inch by inch her arm stretched out to it, if she couldn't get out then she needed to warn Kaiba about this. Her fingers lightly caressed the buzzer before she collapsed unconscious upon her desk.
The man overlooked her cataleptic outline, he smirked cheekily as the light of the moon flickered off the dark club in his hand
A vague creaking of an opening door was inaudible to the rigorously concentrated CEO; his cobalt eyes reflected uncertainty and fury as he stared deeply into the computer monitor, not taking any heed to the event occurring within his own office. Slowly the obscure form tiptoed towards his desk.
"Mokuba?" Kaiba looked up expecting his brother to be asking him something, but instead there was no answer, he stared into the dark abyss of two impassive sapphire eyes reflected just as his own.
"What the—" Serena's vision was blurred, her face had a dazed expression with slight confusion. Her hands were firmly tied behind her back and her feet tightly banded together. Just as her vision became clearer, a loud gasp escaped her mouth; it was dark, the only light was the dim glow that had seeped through the securely closed windows. She shook her head to let herself become more aware, Serena abruptly sensed her hair was more adhesive, it felt as dried blood held her hair together.
"Where am I?" Mokuba's voice sounded far off and weary.
"Mokuba?" Serena called into the darkness.
"Serena? Where are you?" Mokuba asked, moving as much as possible with his limbs fastened.
Serena moved inches with her knees dragging against the cold, rough floor, she sudden fell over what seemed to be a body. "Mokie, is this you?" Calling him by his nickname when she was worried.
"I'm here," she felt light breathing inside her ear.
"Then whose--?" Serena jerked off the unconscious body just as the entire room became illuminated.
"Kisho." Mokuba uttered with revulsion.
"It's pleasant to see you after all these years Mokuba," Kisho replied with mock happiness.
"What the hell?" Kaiba suddenly stirred; he forcibly lifted his body to look and find his uncle staring tauntingly back. "Is this one of your ploys?" Kaiba spat at Serena.
"Then would I be fucking tied like this?" Serena yelled with all the anger she could gather; Kaiba was taken back by her sudden outburst but then was shocked to find Takara striding in.
"Takara get out, it's dangerous." Kaiba yelled at his wife as he squirmed around in the ropes that joined his arms together.
But she continued walking until Kisho's arm extended forward and seized her fiercely around the waist.
"Let her go you old fool, she's done nothing to you," Kaiba bellowed.
Serena steadily closed her eyes, not wanting to see the distressed face of Kaiba after what was going to happen next. Even after everything he accused her of, she couldn't bear to see him hurt.
Kisho leaned in and kissed Takara passionately, he moved his hands up and down her back as she returned the same gestures. Her fingers swirled in the chestnut brown hair, his hand groping every part he could get them on her body. Their kiss was hungry, full of lust and desire, as if they had been meeting after a long separation.
Kaiba's blood boiled with building rage, he despicably looked away to the ground, hating himself to ever have believed in true love, he looked to Serena- whom had been a dear friend, but he had doubted, then Mokuba- his brother and the only one who understood the pain he had been through, this whore had made him doubt every important influence of his life.
Takara ended the kiss, her mouth had curved into a hateful smirk, which was directed right towards Kaiba.
"I'm sorry Seto, it wasn't right to mix business with pleasure," she said in a fake pleasant voice, as she caressed his cheek. Kaiba moved away from her touch as if someone had stroked him with scorching fire.
'Had everything pointed to her?'
'…he then came upon a helpless young woman being forced upon the ground by an aged man…he had similar chestnut brown hair much like himself but only streaked with grey. He pushed the man away…back into the shadows into the darkness and then disappeared completely.
Seto Kaiba helped up the young woman…her tear-streaked face and stared into her russet eyes…his touch sent shivers of her spine...
'It had been planned from the very beginning, they conned me into falling in love, everything, every ounce of happiness I experienced was fake…'
…young bride came out accompanied by a man who's face Kaiba could not distinguish. But a feeling suppressed deep within told him something about him something wasn't right, he had a feeling like he knew him, however he just let it pass. Nothing could ruin today…
"Seto…" Takara started as she removed his hand and began to move away. "Every woman in my family has kept one tradition alive, to have no sexual intercourse until one month has passed in the marriage. It was my mother's dying wish to keep my family's spirit alive after she had deceased…"
'He was even at my wedding…he held my wife at my wedding. Haven't I suffered enough throughout life, God why now? Even the family ritual I prided her so much in, was a facade.'
Kisho and Takara walked out onto the stone-carved veranda, roses twisted throughout it as the moon shone above in the sprinkled sky...
'Everything…right in front of me…'
Kaiba stared at her unsatisfied with her answer. 'There she has gone again, evading the matter.'
'Why didn't I quench my curiosity then? I should've done something, but I let it go, that doesn't even sound like me. This lie had changed me so much…'
"Akeno…it sounds so familiar," Kaiba said leaning back in his chair as he thought for a moment...
There sitting on his leather sofa, in his Living Room, in his Mansion was none other than Kisho Tsunami…
His eyes then caught upon something peculiar about the current state of their bedroom…
'Akeno is Kisho's son…they were discussing my demise when I came home that night…it was upon my untainted bed that he took my wife within him…'
"Excuse me," Kisho politely requested as he walked away into the restaurant.
"Oh god," Takara whispered as a piece of pasta fell upon her skirt. "I'll be right back," she uttered while running into the restaurant...
'Even right in front of eyes, everything that happened, I saw it, I watched the entire plan lay out before me and I didn't even try to stop it. What have I become?'
'Everything had indicated that Takara was the one, but all along…' his gaze captured Serena sorrowful visage. 'I blamed her…'
"This is the end of you Seto Kaiba, think of it as a gift. No one has to know you were played like a fool by my hazel-eyed beauty," Kisho said as his hand moved through the brunette's tresses. "Just tell me the password to the main computer of Kaiba Corp. and I'll set all you free or you can die a dog's death."
"Never," Kaiba spat. "Jealously must've struck you hard you senseless, dim-witted man, Kaiba Corp, is mine I'd never give you the password."
Kisho's eyes became maniacal as his lips curved into an insanely wicked smirk, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a silver revolver. Light shone off giving it the look of the death as the radiance outlined it.
"No!" Serena yelled as she struggled over in front of Kaiba. "Don't hurt them. Let them go, I'll tell you the main computer password, just please let them go." Serena cried as a solitary tear fell from her eye.
"It's pathetic to see you like this Serena," Takara said smirking as she stroked Kisho's arm.
"Hm…looks like one is ready to squeal." He turned towards Serena, "if you don't give the password to us and run it'll be your life. This building is covered by our people." Kisho said as he took the gun and delineated her soft visage.
"Don't tell them anything," Kaiba growled furiously behind her. Serena looked down on the ground shamefully.
"It's the only way to save both of your lives," she replied.
"Serena don't do it!" Mokuba yelled, writhing in his roped body.
"I'd rather die than let this brainless fool take over my company," he spat just before Kisho came over punched the vulnerable CEO.
"Just be happy that I'm setting you all free after this, I could kill you and rid my family of the disgraceful blood of your father," he replied shamefully before returning his gaze upon Serena. "Now honey what's the password?" He asked as the leaned down towards her.
Serena felt the ropes around her hands loosen, she had been fidgeting long enough to have found a faux pas in their rope knotting, she used it as her advantage to free herself. The rope silently fell to the floor as Serena smirked faintly.
"The password is…." she started as she slanted closer to him. "Power is everything."
"Thank you," Kisho said as he drew his gun and aimed towards Serena. Her eyes widened in shock as she knew her life was over from this point on. She had achieved love that would never be, all this was happening because of her, did she care too much or was she self-centred, only interested in what she required.
The gun fired right towards the heart of the young sun-kissed woman.
Gunpowder filled the atmosphere as blood splattered upon Serena's cheek, she lay stiffly upon the floor, her eyes shut tight. Blood streamed along her cheek but it was not her own blood but the blood of her lover.
Kaiba's stood boldly beside Serena, just as the gun went off he had pushed her aside; his limp body fell like a rag doll, blood seeped from his lower torso, his brilliant cerulean eyes became dull as he fell into a dark whirlpool…