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I'm going too finally out line where the story is and make it so it's not confusing. Oh well on to chapter 5.

Disclaimer: Only own four characters...you know the drill.

Chapter 5: Now I know.

Kaiba gently dragged Kira into the living room. She was a little reluctant feeling that she had over stepped her boundaries. She had gone from being in control to being a defenceless child. It was a nice room she had to admit but the person who owned it was being a little too gentle, compared to what he normally was. A thought crossed her mind. "Kaiba..." he stopped a second and turned to her; she desperately tried to not make eye contact "Can I go and get that first aid box?" She tilted his hand so she could see what he'd done. "These need cleaning." He nodded and she ran back through to the kitchen. She looked around her hoping she could calm her racing nerves and make a plan of action. She looked around the room and everywhere she saw reminders of the Kaiba family...even if the family had only been a strange mockery of one. The man in the background must have been Seto's step father. He wore a fake smile as he held the two younger boys in his big, strong arms. Mokuba was smiling and laughing as if he was enjoying himself but Kaiba...she shivered. He was so unhappy and he had strange marks on his throat. They were covered as well as he had been able to but they were still visible. She sighed and ran her fingers over the image, how sad he looked. He certainly wasn't a good actor.

"Kira..." Kaiba called through from the other room, his voice a slight echo. She grabbed the kit and ran through to him. He was sitting straight up on a red couch, legs crossed and his black shirt sleeves undone. Even his collar was slightly undone but she didn't want to seem like she was staring. She lowered her eyes after he signalled for her to sit next to him. "Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked a little tense. She smiled at him to try and put him at ease.

"What do you mean? I'm not the one who's doing all the talking." She sat and placed the green box on her knees. He offered her his hand and she took it gently pussyfooting about aren't I? She thought as she did this. Opening the box she pulled out a small bottle of antiseptic. "So why did you do this?" she looked over at him and realised he was closer to her than she thought. She knew that she couldn't move away from him for now anyway.

"Things are getting on top of me..."

"What type of things?" she brushed the cuts with the small amount of liquid, but it was enough to cause him to clench his fist and hiss. "Don't do that it'll hurt more."

"Really?" he said sarcastically, "The business is getting more difficult now I've left school."

"I suppose it would...you wanting to put more time in?"

"It's not that. I wish I could have some time off sometimes." His voice trailed off and he looked away nervously.

"You really haven't told anyone how you feel have you?" she stopped cleaning and taking out the bandages. "If you don't want to you don't have to talk to me...though you should talk to someone."

"Kira...please listen. I don't think I could trust anyone else."

"Kaiba...you can talk to me, I promise I won't tell anyone else." She pulled the gauze out as well and placed it over the wounds before binding his wrist with the woven cotton fabric. She then moved his hand away from her and pushed the box across the coffee table.

"I feel so alone in this world; even Mokuba has more people to turn to than me." He tilted his head forward and rested it in his hands, "It's been happening to me ever since that Bastard came into my life! I hate him for it. Gosabura was such a..."

"Evil man," Kira cut in, "Sorry I was brought up not to swear, though I know I sometimes do." She could feel his eyes boring into her back. "I'm sorry, I interrupted..."

"I'm sorry..." Kira held up her hand and gestured for him to carry on with what he was talking about. "Anyway, he taught me how to be a ruthless business man. I think most of this is because of him...but the things that drove me this far where more recent."

"I don't think I'm in any position to say this but why?" Kaiba smiled, not a smirk but it was only for a second and it took Kira completely off guard.

"There is a girl I like...never had the courage to talk to her. Not until recently but I think she's already taken." He lent his head back against the head rest and closed his eyes. Her heart skipped a beat as he did so. He was so handsome..."Also I have a girlfriend of my own, who doesn't seem to enjoy my company as much as she used to." When he opened his eyes he stared straight up at the ceiling. "It hurts when that happens...and Mokuba doesn't seem to rely on me as much. He prefers to talk to Yugi."

"You'll have to let him go sometime, he is growing up." Kaiba snapped his head around to face her, anger flared in his eyes and she quickly turned away.

"You think I like becoming redundant? I know he's got to grow up but asking Yugi for help all the time instead of me."

"He doesn't do that and you know it." Kira stood up and moved away. She could still feel his eyes boring into her back and it scared her brilliantly. "He didn't go to Yugi this time." She whispered under her breath.

"What?"

"Nothing..." she spun around and tried to keep her balance.

"When I was young my mother died bringing Mokuba into the world. She even made me promise to look after him before she went. My father worked hard to help me keep that promise up until the day he died." Kaiba stopped and she realised tears were in his eyes. Her heart wrenched at the sight and she wanted to take him into her arms and make it stop hurting. "He died because of people our age drink driving; I was in the back seat with Mokuba when that happened." His hands clenched and unclenched at his sides. "My father died while I pulled Mokuba out of the fire. I tried hard to get to my dad...I tried so hard that my hands were cut..."

"Kaiba...I'm sorry...I didn't..." Kaiba ploughed on.

"Then when we were taken to the orphanage I tried so hard to keep Mokuba with me...and the bullies away from him. I tried so hard." Kaiba hung his head and let out a sob, "I tried..." Kira raised her hand gently to his face and pressed a finger to his lips.

"Shh, it's alright. I understand."

"How can you?" he yelled pulling her hand away from his face. "How can you know the pain I feel every day?" Kira pulled away and stared into his eyes, this time it was Kaiba that had to look away.

"I lost my parents, I don't even remember them." She hung her head and turned to the fire place, placing a hand on it. She stared at one of the many pictures on it and smiled. "Even though you hated him you still had some good times...I can barely remember my mother." She hung her head and frowned, "She was very pretty if what I remember is correct. And my father...father was very strict but he loved his children."

"I never knew..."

"And Mafuyu and Itsuki...my twin brothers, they saved my life a lot. I had bad eyesight when I was younger." She felt the sting of tears in her eyes and a lump in her throat. "I wish I could have known them all." She felt him place his hands on her shoulders. She turned to him and let out a weak laugh. "Look at us...we're acting like two old fogies." Seto moved his arms down around her a pulled her close, guiding her to the sofa. She hesitated a second before letting him place her gently on the coach.

"I think you need to tell me...something." Kira stared into his eyes and found they had softened, no longer frightening her with a hard edge. He knelt in front of her and reached up to place a hand on her shoulder. He gently rubbed it as she felt a warm trickle of water run down her cheek. "Go on...it's alright."

"I wish I at least could have kept Mafuyu with me. He died when I was five...two years after...I can't remember." She shook her head as if to shake the water from her eyes. "I came here to help you not to reminisce about what was never there."

"What do you mean by help me? I thought you were hurt." Kira blushed and realised she'd given herself away. She felt her self brush and could imagine herself going several shades of red. Seto smirked and let out a small laugh, leaning towards her as he did so. She could feel his breath against her skin, it was so warm and it felt so good. She even felt herself leaning down towards him.

"I don't..." he gently brushed his lips against hers but pulled back to look at her face. He gave her another smirk as he looked at the shock on her face. "Seto what?" he sat next to her and pulled her into his arms.

"Shh please Kira, I've wanted to tell you this for a long time." She rested her head on his chest; the rising and falling of his chest making her relax. "Kira don't laugh at me will you..."

"What do I have to laugh at?" she whispered as she found herself wanting this moment to never end.

"Ever since you first came to that dumb school of ours, I really liked you. I was just too embarrassed to talk to you."

"That's strange...the others..."

"They don't know how I work." He sighed at let go of her pushing her away from him, "Look if you don't want me to..." she couldn't help herself. She lent in and gave him a peck on the cheek. As she was pulling away he stopped her and pulled her back towards him. Kaiba wrapped his arms around her and drew her into him, deepening the kiss. She didn't care at that moment if the house fell down.

Suddenly out of nowhere her cell phone rang. She cursed herself for keeping it on and pulled away from him. "I'm sorry Kaiba." He smiled at her and nodded in understanding. When she reached her phone Mokuba was on the other end. "Hey...what's up?"

"Aarghh, Lucy stop that Mynce, Rayne stop it please." Kira held the phone away from her ear so as not to be deafened.

"I get the picture...I'll be back at the mall in ten minutes."

Right I hope you like it. It's getting to the point were I don't care if you review or not. Would be nice though.