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Chapter 6: Rides in cars with CEO's

As Anzu went into work with her sore legs, Lorena grabbed her arm from no where and dragged her into the dressing room much like last night.

"What happened to you? You never called me back!" She practically yelled in Anzu's face. Because of the fact that she was late for school, she had to do push ups for half an hour. Her arm was sore and so was her legs due to her running laps because she was late.

"I had to go to school." Was all she said, obviously not letting Lorena know what happened between her and Kaiba. Lorena's eyebrow went up question.

"Uh huh. So Kaiba just dropped you off home, and you called me this morning wondering who took care of you. My bet is on Kaiba. He was the only one who was with you last night. Then you called me and out of the blue and said you had to go abruptly. My other bet is on Kaiba."

'what the hell? Is she a freaking mind reader or something?' Anzu angrily thought. After he dropped her off at school, she had an unsettling feeling in her stomach. The whole ride there she was starting to feel better and was smiling like some school girl. The only time she really smiled that much was when she was nervous. Not a bad nervous, but like an anxious nervous. What will happen next? Where will this lead to?

The incident on the last day of school sprang up on her mind when she walked the halls of her dance school. When she agreed to be driven back home by Kaiba, she felt unusually happy. Like she felt it was the start of something new. A new friendship? A new relationship? He was acting civil and did help her out a lot last night. He even made coffee. This Kaiba was very different from the high school Kaiba. He was concerned. He was kind. He was doing her favors. He volunteered to do these favors. He was worried for her safety. That kiss in school came out of no where and would not leave her mind. She hasn't thought about it since the last day she was in Japan. Funny how one easily forgets and remembers things. Wondering how his lips would feel now, she smiled a little. She could not be attracted to Kaiba. He was relentless to her friends, but kind to her. She couldn't figure it out, and had to know. It couldn't have been attraction. But then why did he kiss her? Her thoughts were too much for a busy night at work. Lorena was still sitting on a stool waiting for Anzu to answer. Sighing heavily, Anzu sat down next to Lorena and explained what happened.

"I saw him today by my bus stop. He offered to give me a ride after work." Lorena's mouth quirked up into a smile. A mischievous smile. Anzu knew she had to continue. "I woke up in my pajamas, with my work clothes underneath my clothes. He said nothing happened. I just sort fell asleep in his car and he carried me to my bed." The way Lorena was looking at her made her uncomfortable. Like Lorena was thinking about something that Anzu would not approve of. "Nothing happened. He's not the kind of person to do something with someone like me. We practically hated each other in high school." Anzu made a point of making it clear to Lorena by raising her voice a few notches and shaking Lorena's shoulders. Her hands shot up in surrender, and she got up from the stool.

"I got it. I got it. Nothing happened." Lorena hugged Anzu for a quick second and then walked to the door. "I'm just glad that you're safe. I'm not going to let you drink that much again, I just thought you needed it that night." Lorena gave her that quick trademark silly smile of hers and walked out the door, leaving Anzu to put on her makeup. Tonight was going to be hell for her. Not only was her body exhausted from rehearsal, but seeing the CEO later that night left her unnerved.

Friday nights were busy. Thursday nights were busier. But nonetheless, Friday was busy. Lots of people, lots of dancing. She was in a cage again and the feeling that her legs were going to give out on her did not make her feel better. But somehow she did dance the whole night, crowds urging her dance more. When she looked at her watch, she saw that it was twenty minutes after three. Kaiba was probably having a fit. In a way she should thank him because if she didn't have to ride with him, she would probably dance the rest of the night, even though her legs were begging for rest. Signaling for Brandon to get her out, it took her another ten minutes to get back on the ground. She ran quickly to the dressing room, avoiding looking anywhere near the bar where she thought Kaiba would be.

'I'm so selfish. I'm having a goodtime while Kaiba is probably tired from work and wants to go home.' She thought over and over in her head as she quickly took off her makeup and put on her jean jacket, not caring if she was still in boy shorts and it was a very cold night tonight. Lorena walked in, sweating from dancing and panting.

"He's here. He was watching you dance for like half an hour." Lorena said between pants. Anzu's eyes went wide with worry, making Lorena smirk. "He's not mad. At least, I don't think. He just sat in the bar occasionally looking over your direction. I think he saw me staring at him." She laughed and ran back outside before Brandon could catch her taking a short break from dancing. Worried that she was going to be yelled at like some child, she jogged out the dressing room and towards Kaiba. Like Lorena said he was sitting at the bar, his back against the bar and looking at the cage Anzu was just in. Like the first time she saw him in New York, he was smoking a cigarette.

'I wonder when he turned into a smoker.' Anzu was one who hated the smell of smoke, and preferred guys not to smoke. But seeing the smoke slowly come out of his perfect looking pouty mouth.. She swallowed, hard. His eyes wondered around the club, obviously looking for Anzu. Her tired and panting figure appeared beside him, her hand resting on his shoulder, making him jump. She motioned for him to go outside since the music was too loud to hear anything. Anzu lead him out, and he followed, cigarette still in hand. Once they stepped outside, he threw down his cigarette on the ground and she automatically shivered. But stopped and turned around towards Kaiba to apologize.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't know what time it was. If you don't want to…" Kaiba cut her off by taking off his long trench coat. She didn't know what he was doing she stopped mid sentence. He stepped closer to her and draped his long trench coat around her shoulder. His still had a long sleeved buttoned shirt and black slacks. A lot more dressed than she was. The coat was dragging on the floor as he tiredly lead her to his passenger side of the car with his hand on the small of her back. She tried to keep it off the ground by lifting her shoulders, failing miserably. After she got in the car, he got in as well. Without saying anything, he started the car and drove out of the parking spot. Not knowing if he was mad or not due to his unemotional facial expression, she didn't know if she should speak. But she had to at least apologize.

"I'm sorry." She whispered, the trench coat warming her up. Kaiba looked back at her for a split second and nodded.

"I saw you dance. You're good. You get the crowds excited." He lazily stated. Anzu smiled and shook her head in agreement. The car felt like it was barely moving, lulling her to sleep. Maybe it was better not to say anything about her being late. Laying her head on the seat like she did the other two times, she tried hard not to go to sleep. Kaiba's scoff made her eyes open, not remembering when she closed them. "Don't go to sleep. We're almost there." He gave her a sideways glance and a smirk. "I'm not going to carry you to bed this time." He looked back at the road and stopped at a red light. Though there were barely any cars there were some people walking around the neighborhood he was in.

"You carried me?" She quietly asked as if she was loud, he would throw her out. She was late today, and she had to be cautious not to make him mad. Avoiding eye contact, she just looked at her hands, looking innocently like a child.

"Yes." He replied just as quiet. The light went red and he went on driving. In about five minutes she should be home. She smiled at the thought of him holding her. His large hands on her body, like before in the parking lot.

"Before I forget, I want to say thank you. I also want to say sorry. If you don't want to drop me off anymore I understand. I won't get mad." He didn't answer her. The thought of her getting mad made him smile. He really wasn't mad that she was late. The first minute, yes. But he saw her dancing form up on the cage. He didn't want to admit to her that he asked Brandon if that was safe, which he promised it was. The way she danced was so free. So intimate. Like a mating dance. Fluidly, her hips would rock to the beat, her hair flying everywhere. Her breasts in her tight tank top bouncing lightly. Arms raising above her head, hands running through her hair to get it out of her face. When she shook her whole body, he could see the guys ogling her. Wanting to be with her as much as Kaiba did. He had to admit he wished he was up there with her. Dancing with her, holding her waist. Rocking along with her hips. Another thing he had to admit was that he was glad she was dancing alone. If he had seen her dancing with another guy, he would have been jealous. As much as he wanted it deny it, he would have been pissed. Would he ever admit it out loud? Will hell freeze over? It was enough that he admitted to seeing her dance, but to say that he was turned on.. Fat chance in hell.

When he got to her apartment, he parked in front of it, waiting for her to get out. Anzu slid off his trench coat and laid it on her lap, smiling at him.

"Thank you. I know I say it a lot, but thank you." With her hand on the car door, she bowed her head and was prepared to go out with no coat, slowly sliding the coat onto the seat she was leaving. For the second time in one day , technically, he grasped her wrist, gently.

"Take my coat. It's too cold for you to go out in the cold dressed like that." The way he said was like he was not happy with how she was dressed. An accusing, why are you wearing that kind of tone. She had to admit, she did look like some kind of stripper and she was cold. Her head turned towards him she gave him a questioning look. Knowing that in a way he was right, she didn't want to argue with him or start a fight.

"Are you sure? You don't mind? How am I going to give it back to you?" All her questions were answered with one simple answer.

"Make sure you get out on time tomorrow." Letting go of her wrist, he started his car. "I'll wait for you until you get in the apartment go outside your balcony so I know you're home safely." Looking down at her wrist, she couldn't help but to lean in towards him to kiss his cheek , her hand reaching out to cup his other cheek. Feeling her lean towards him he turned slightly, her lips catching the corner of his mouth. The shock of her kissing him, made him stop thinking, moving or breathing. His cheek was smooth, not at all stubbly and her lips was as equally soft as his cheek. At least the bit of cheek she was kissing. Moving her lead slightly back, she gave him an apologizing smile. A sorry for basically jumping him. Even though he wasn't looking at her, but looking straight ahead like something fascinating there, he could feel her smiling. When she leaned back and got out of the car, wearing the trench coat clutching it around her body to keep the cold away. She said good bye, her heart racing like mad.

'I meant to kiss his cheek!' She hotly thought in her head as she walked up the stairs. Lips curling downwards in a frown, he groaned.

'What the hell was that?' Referring to her kissing his cheek. And him not doing anything about it. No yelling at her, no kissing her back, nothing. Had he turned his face fully like he was going to before she caught him off guard, he would have kissed her.

'It didn't mean anything. It was a mistake.' He reasonably thought. He could see her light turned on, and the curtains inside moved, revealing Anzu, still in his coat mouthing three o'clock and a thank you. Seeing her clearly well and safe, he honked his horn and started his car, driving away.

'So much for telling her that I can't drive her anymore.' In a way he wanted to know where this was going to lead to. If it was going to lead to anything at all. He didn't know for sure. But wanted to know in his mind, as much as a part of him was protesting.

Tada! I'm guessing this story might be longer than expected. I was going to write a ten chapter story, but if I want it to be realistically angst, I need to give it some time. These chapters are still beginning chapter that will later evolve into the real plot of the story. So hang in there and write more reviews