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Chapter 14:Passion aggressive

Anzu only had to go to two of her classes today but she was sure going to work her ass off in both classes. One of them was an elective kick boxing class and the other was a free style dancing class. Her first class was kick boxing. Since she just came from Kaiba's job she had a lot on her mind and needed some way to relieve her thoughts. Not only did she make a fool out of herself but Mokuba now knew about them. Mokuba was young but not an idiot. Anzu was wearing the exact same items that Mokuba was asking Kaiba about. Anzu hasn't changed dramatically over the year so she knew she could still be recognized. Mokuba recognized her, it only took him a little while to realize it.

Mokuba had grown up so much. As tall as him brother and as cocky. He truly grew up to be a handsome young man. Spiked up jet black hair sharp jaw, beautiful eyes, and an eyebrow piercing? It was funny to see him with it. She wondered how Kaiba reacted to it. She wouldn't be surprised if the girls back in Japan were flocking to him. He was sure to be a hell raiser in Japan, much like his brother.

"Ms. Mazaki, lead the class of with a round house kick." The instructor asked. He was a tall built man around his early twenties who could beat the shit out of her if he pleased by the name of Mars. A weird name for an American, but a great guy. He always made sure that you did what he instructed perfectly. He indeed was a great teacher. He was also a cute teacher. Bright brown eyes and short spiky blond hair.

Anzu stepped up to her punching bag and backed up slightly to give herself some leg room. Breathing in and out in a slow pace, she tried to calm herself and forget about today's incident with Kaiba and his brother. She did as Mars instructed her to and kicked so hard that the bag almost fell out of the hook.

"Good job Ms. Mazaki. Next time don't kick so hard. I can't afford to buy another bag." Mars joked. The other students stepped back away from Anzu, making her blush.

"Sorry." She mumbled under her breath.

"Next time don't think so much about you're problems. If you do then you will be overly aggressive and that will lead to careless mistakes. I bet Ms. Anzu that if you stopped for a second and relaxed your mind then you will find that your ankle might be hurting right now." The whole class looked at her to see if he was right. Looking down at her ankle she closed her eyes and tried to calm down the nerves in her body. The one kick made her adrenaline pump so her heart was beating madly.

"It does hurt a little bit." Anzu realized. Mars walked up to her and bent down to examine her ankle.

"It's fine. Just do not come into this class again with her thoughts clogged up. It was not lead to anything good." Anzu bowed as Mars continued with the rest of the class. She had to sit down for half an hour with an ice pack on her ankle to make sure it did not swell. The whole time she sat out she thought about Kaiba.

Kaiba sat on his chair looking outside his window numbly. Anzu Mazaki is a problem. A big problem that he didn't know how to get rid of. All he wanted to do was just push her away. That was his first reaction. His second reaction was not an alternative; run out of his office and take Anzu back in his arms. It was constant juggle in his mind so he decided not to do anything about it.

Her scent still lingered faintly around the room, around him. He could still feel her lips on his. She was haunting him, making him feel guilty. But he felt like he should not feel guilty. He thought that she didn't want a relationship. This was just what it was. No strings attached? The hurt in her eyes told him otherwise. She obviously wanted something more. Something he could not afford to give her. Something he refused to give her.

Mokuba walked into the office unannounced. Mokuba had to learn manners like knocking on the door before entering. Immediately Kaiba turned back to his already finished work.

"Seto? I have to ask you something." Mokuba asked seriously. Not wanting to hear anymore from his younger brother, Seto waved him off. Annoyed at the gesture, Mokuba slammed both his hands on Kaiba's desk making Kaiba stare into Mokuba's eyes.

"Why are you seeing Anzu Mazaki?" Mokuba yelled.

Anzu stood outside of her kickboxing class to wait for her instructor. Her free style dance was canceled so she had time to spare. Mars came out of the classroom and immediately looked at Anzu.

"What was that in there?" He asked concerned. Shrugging, she tried not to move her bruised ankle. "So you see what happens when you think too much?" He saw her wince when she moved.

"Yes. I do. I'm sorry but I couldn't help it. I just thought I needed to relieve stress somehow and kickboxing seemed to be the answer." Mars tsked and understood.

"Go to one of the private rooms. I'll show you how to relieve stress through dance and not kickboxing. But you could have some elements of kickboxing along with other martial arts moves." Mars walked passed her so that he could drop off his bag in his office. Doing as he asked she went to one of the private rooms to wait for further instructions. There was already a boom box in the room, so she pulled out one of her CD"s and began to stretch.

Mars came in and put his bag down next to her. He too began to stretch beside her. After a couple of minutes of stretching, he stepped in front of her.

"I learned everything I knew through my father. He was Korean and learned everything he knew through the hardest teachers in Korea and even in Japan. As I grew up I was always with him training as hard a possible to catch up to him. One day he died. It was out of no where and I was so confused. I thought I could take out my sorrows through any kind of martial arts. I was angry, I was stupid and ended up tearing all the ligaments in my right leg. I now can only use my left leg to kick." Anzu didn't know why he was telling her this, but she continued to listen. "My point is, do not try to run away from your problems. Face them head on. What I will show you will help you learn some discipline." Anzu nodded.

"I'm sorry to hear that. I won't do it again." Mars kindly smiled at her and took her by the shoulders.

"Let us begin."

Kaiba immediately looked down with a confused face. "What the hell are you talking about?" He asked calmly. A little too calmly.

"What am I talking about? Come on Seto, I wasn't born yesterday! I bumped into her when she was practically running out of the building. She wore the same exact jacket, hat and glasses that your little girlfriend left in this office. Her glasses fell off and I saw her face. It was Anzu Mazaki." Mokuba calmed down, feeling relived now that Kaiba knew that Mokuba knew.

"Did she say anything to you?" Kaiba asked. Mokuba could tell Kaiba was shocked at this new development. His brother figured it out, it was awkward for Kaiba.

"She told me sorry for bumping into me and told me to have a nice day and then caught a taxi. Was she offended about what I said?" Mokuba sat down .

"She heard you but she wasn't offended about that." He explained. "She was mad about something else."

"She looked so sad when she saw me. I thought she was hurt by what I said. I don't think that way about her and I told her already that I was sorry. But she was still sad." Mokuba paused and raised an eyebrow. Knowing his big brother, he realized that Kaiba probably said something to Anzu that hurt her. "What did you say to her?" Kaiba shrugged his shoulders. It was obvious that Kaiba didn't want to talk about it. "Damn it, Kaiba." Anzu was a great catch and Kaiba was bound to fuck it up. "Don't do this to her!" Mokuba yelled and stood up his fists against his sides.

"It's none of your concern. It is my business and you have no right to meddle with my affairs." Kaiba shouted just as equally but continued to sit down.

"Not when it involved one of my old friends. She was always like a big sister to me, whether you realize it or not. She is fragile, don't think she's not. She might not act like a weak person, but she is, Seto. You're going to hurt her and she won't be able to handle it!" Mokuba raised his voice once again. Luckily the people around her were clueless considering his doors were sound proof. No one would be able to hear their heated and private discussion.

"She will not be hurt. She knows how it will be. I'm not into having relationships and she knows that. At least now she does." Kaiba calmed himself enough to talk in a passive manner. He had to remind himself that he was talking to his younger and only brother. If they got into a fight over a girl it would be a ridiculous reason to get into a fight with your brother.

"You guys were never official? I thought that.. I saw the papers on the floor.. and…Seto, are you using her for sex?" It was the only thing he could have thought if they weren't officially boyfriend and girlfriend and messing around in his office in broad daylight. Kaiba's cheeks reddened and moved his chair so that it no longer faced Mokuba. He forgot he was not only just talking to his brother, but a guy. Guys do think alike.

"That is none of your concern Mokuba. Now I want you to meet me at the house. I'm going there around seven to take you out for dinner." The subject just got too hard to explain or talk about. Kaiba was a man and had wants but it got difficult when emotions were involved. Emotions he was trying to suppress and hide away from anyone, including his brother.

"Do you even like her?" Mokuba sounded desperate. His friend was going to be hurt by his brother. If she wasn't already hurt by him. Mokuba knew Kaiba's capabilities to completely destroy someone. Anyone. Kaiba never answered, he just sat there staring at the computer screen with a blank stare. "Do you love her?" This time Kaiba closed his eyes and leaned into his chair, obviously not liking the question.

"No." He shuddered out. "No Mokuba, I don't."

"Does she know?"

"I suppose."

"Does she?" Mokuba asked again, this time he stressed out the two words. "Fine. Do what you want. But you have to make sure she doesn't love you. If she does then you will destroy her, Seto. If you do, I will never forgive you." Mokuba walked out without another word or without giving Kaiba a chance to reply.

Anzu was like Mokuba's sister. Kaiba did not take that threat lightly. Did Anzu love him? The way she kissed him last time seemed like it. It made his heart race. It made him confused. Did she love him? Will he hurt her? Did he already hurt her? Only she knew the answer to those questions.

"Breath in and out." Mars was walking around the sitting Anzu. Her eyes were closed and listened to his voice as he instructed her. "Now the first thing my father ever taught me was the twelve description of the desired 'ability'. Ability is composite strength, speed, endurance, agility, coordination, and technical skill, much like a dancer. The first is when in motion, move like a thundering wave. Two when still, be like a mountain. Three when rising up, be like a monkey. Four when you land swiftly, land lightly like a bird. Five be steady like a rooster on one leg. Six one's stance is as firm as a pine tree, yet expresses motion. Seven spin swiftly and circularly like a wheel. Eight bend and flex like a bow. Nine waft gracefully like a leaf in the wind. Ten sink like a heavy piece of metal. Eleven prey like a watchful, gliding eagle. Twelve accelerate like a gusty wind." Mars saw the smile on her face and bent down next her. "What's so funny?" He breathed into her ear making her open her eyes. She didn't realize he was so close to her.

"Nothing. I'm sorry. Continue." She once again closed her eyes.

"Tell me. What do you find amusing?" He calmly asked, now away from her ear and sitting Indian style like her next to her.

"I feel like the Karate Kid or something." She whispered with her eyes still closed. His laugh made her uneasy. It wasn't a rude cackling and scary laugh, it was a soft kind laugh.

"That's how I felt at first. But you need to know these things." She nodded. "Stand up." She did as he asked. "Did you listen when I was talking to you?" She nodded yes.

"Yes."

"Good. Keep the twelve descriptions of the desired 'ability' in mind. Can you do a cartwheel?"

"Yes."

"Can you do an aerial cartwheel?"

"Yes." Mars smiled and nodded his head in approval.

"Good. We'll start with that."

Mars was sitting in the back of the room watching Anzu continue with her routine. She first had to show him her routine and then he added some things for her.

"Good. Now back flip." Luckily she took a couple years of gymnastics so she could do movements like back flips and such. Anzu proceeded with the back flip and landed nicely on her feet. "Always be careful with the landing. Don't stress your kicks so much."

Kaiba wanted no relationships. What did he want? Why was he coming over her home like some boyfriend? She felt easy. Like some easy bitch. Mokuba was right about her, she was easy.

' So you do have someone. Sure as hell can't be a girlfriend but an easy lay.' She sure as hell felt like it. She wasn't brought up this way. Having boys over and sleeping next to you in your bed.

'There is no 'us'. What this is, is just you and me having a physical attraction. Nothing more..'

Anzu was now back kicking and followed with a hand stand. "Hand spring."

Mokuba recognized her. It was obvious that he did. Though he did not say his name, she was sure he knew it was him. Did he think of her differently now? Was she different? A little yes, but not drastically. What is it about the old Anzu that draw Kaiba? Is it the fact that she used to be best friends with his enemies? Is it because she herself was an enemy? An enemy who crossed the lines and fell into his arms.

"..because I don't want him to know."

Mars kept changing the routine as she did it so that she had to concentrate on his words and not her mind. So far she was doing good. "Round House."

Does Kaiba think low of her? Is that why he doesn't want anything to do with her? Or is it because he's scared to start anything? Then what was up with the kiss? Why did he kiss her in the same docile manner? A manner like he was in love? Why did he respond to her like that?

'Don't look at me like you're in love. Don't kiss me like you're in love. Don't touch me like you're in love.'

"Back hand spring with a high kick." She stumbled a little this time and fell landing with a loud thud.

"Too fast." He heard her mumbled as he ran to her. She was sitting down holding her head on her knees. Her body shook like she was crying. Carefully putting one hand on her shoulder, he lifted her head with his other. She was crying. "Sorry." She said miserably. "I think I should go home." When she tried to get up, he pushed her back down gently, putting both hands on her shoulder so she did not move.

"Do not run away. You must stay and fight out your battle." Sounding serious, he stood up and motioned for her to do the same. She did wiping her eyes. "What ever the problem, you can face it. Now punch me." Anzu cocked her head to the side not sure if she heard correctly.

"What?"

"You heard me. Punch me."

Kaiba remembered that Anzu went to school in the afternoons. He decided since she interrupted his work, he could interrupt her schooling, In a way Mokuba was right. He had to make sure that she did not feel anything for him. For her sake at least. If she thought something could happen, she was wrong. If something were to happen, he would prevent it. He would end the relat.. whatever they were.

He walked through the halls of her dancing school. He honestly didn't know where to go from here. When he arrived at the school, he asked some random girl if she knew Anzu Mazaki. The girl dreamily told him that she was staying after for some lessons from her teacher. She then told him that he could find her in room 302 in the second floor. Right now he was around rooms 289.

A pounding sound was heard down the hall. He continued to walk down the hall and realized the pounding was coming from room 302. A fast figure went passed the door. The door was half opened so he could see what was going on.

There was an American guy who was laughing while doing back flips. He could see Anzu panting heavily glistening with sweat. This guy was working her out a lot. A smirk then came up on her face as she ran towards the guy. He moved out of the way just in time when she punched but the guy did not see her kick coming towards him. He fell back to catch himself from fully falling with his hands behind his head and pushed himself from the floor to land back on his feet.

Anzu stepped back and lifted her fists. She looked mad, concentrating on his movements. He came at her with swift velocity and pretended to punch her but then dropped his fists when she raised her arm to block the punch and took the chance to lift her up. He picked her up over his shoulder and body slammed her on the blue mat below them.

When Kaiba saw her pained expression he was about to run through the doors and punch the guy in the face. But when he heard her laughing, he realized she was having a good time. The guy was still laying on his back, on her laughing as well. He turned around now on top of her with his hands pinning her shoulders down. She just continued to laugh.

Anzu had her hair in a pony tail when she started fighting the man, but since she kept spinning and doing flips, her hair got out of the pony tail and was now down. Her white tank top was now sticking to her sweating chest . Her hair was all over her face. The man on top of her was now moving her hair from her face, then used the bottom of his shirt to wipe her face from sweat. His face leaned into her ear. The man whispered something that made her put her arms around him, hugging him while laying underneath him.

Kaiba had enough of the two. Kaiba was jealous. In a way he didn't blame Anzu but he did for pride reasons. A few hours ago she was yelling at him about Kaiba not wanting to tell Mokuba about them. Now she was with some guy. No pressure for him now. She didn't seem like she wanted a relationship with him. Right? The two kept looking at each other with smiling faces. They looked like a beautiful couple. It made him want to throw up. It made him want to throw that man off of Anzu and beat his brains in. It made him want to hurt her like Mokuba said he would. He wanted to destroy her. Make her never want to look at another man again. But then again, this was Kaiba. He knew far worse things to make her hurt. He was the master of it. Kaiba left the school quickly and got into his car to see Mokuba.

Her facial expression changed to a sober look and started to sit up as did he" That was a good workout." She said nervously. When he whispered in her ear she got chills. Like someone was watching her. 'Does my proximity take your mind out of your problems?.' He said in her ear. She hugged him to thank him. Why was she sort of seeing Kaiba but not really? In a heartbeat she would have been with Mars. He was attractive, smart.. he obviously liked her.

"Anzu?" He asked with hands on her ankle. "Was that too forward of me?" He asked shyly.

"No." She replied honestly. To her it wasn't too forward. To her it was something she wanted. She just wanted it more coming from Kaiba. "I'm going to go, okay? I have to go meet my friend for dinner." Lorena had time to spare tonight and asked her to eat over at her house. Lorena cooked food from time to time and when she did she went all out.

"Good. I will see you tomorrow. Keep practicing." He stood up and grabbed a towel to wipe his forehead. "Good job today." He went back over to her after she stood up and kissed her cheek. "Goodbye." The door closed with a click. Her instructor just kissed her cheek. She didn't even know if that was allowed considering she was his student. Why did she feel so guilty? Because she was with her instructor in an awkward position? Or was it because of Kaiba? Her and Kaiba were nothing. So were Mars and her. Why should she feel guilty? Kaiba himself said they were nothing. So did she. Now all she needed to now was ask Lorena. Lorena would know and hopefully she would give her some good advice.

" Why do you continue to see him then?" Lorena asked between bites of her lasagna. Shrugging, Anzu took another bite of her salad.

"I don't know. I want to try it out. See if it could turn into anything. I know he feels something for me. Whether it's lust or not I don't know. But it's something more than that. I know it." Lorena shook her head in disapproval.

"Maybe you should listen to me and Otogi. He might be bad new for you. You just have to be careful. And if you and Mars have a chance take it."

"I know. I just need to see with Kaiba first" Lorena took her hand.

"Do not be blind. If it seems bad, get out. Don't stay with him if it's not going to lead any where." Anzu grasped her hand, squeezing it.

"I know. Thank you." The rest of the dinner they talked about other things and let the discussion about Kaiba dissipate along with the evening light.

Anzu went home around ten after helping Lorena clean up and buying groceries. Kaiba would not be staying over tonight. There was no point in staying up late so she decided she would watch an hour of television and go to sleep so she could wake up early tomorrow. Around midnight she turned off her television and went to sleep. She was just in her black boy shorts underwear and a red tank top. She almost felt like she was in her Tokyo Princess getup.

After a couple of month of staying up late, Anzu found she could not sleep. It was already two in the morning and she still could not go to sleep. There was something missing. Her door creaked so did the floors. She knew what was missing. Kaiba. His warmth. His secure feelings. What was he doing now, she wondered. The bed shifted as a hand went over her mouth. The other hand held her closer to the figure now laying behind her and kissed her shoulder. Before she was about to start to struggle with the figure, his scent made her stop. Coffee, cigarettes and cologne. There was a new scent. Alcohol. The figure behind her felt her calm down and their hand left her mouth. The kisses went down her arm as the person went under the covers with her.

"How did you get in?" She managed to ask. A hand went on her stomach as she was turned on her side to come face to face with blue eyes.

"You left the door open." He mumbled. Her hands went under the covers to touch his chest. His bare chest. How did he do this without her hearing anything? Slightly blushing she wondered if he was just in his boxers. His hand circled around her back and drew her into a dominant kiss. He pushed her on her back and climbed on top of her.

"Why won't you speak brother?" Mokuba sneered. "Did you see Anzu?"

"None of your business." Kaiba ordered wine with his dinner. Cassandra ended up cooking them a big dinner so the two brothers decided not to go out to eat. Cassandra now placed the bottle of wine next to Kaiba's dinner plate.

"Do not drink so much, Dios mio." This was his second bottle of wine. The other one only had half left in the bottle. Mokuba just raised his eyebrows as he watched his brother down the glass in less then one second.

The position was strangely familiar to her. She could feel his bare legs against hers and he adjusted his hips against hers. Half closed blue eyes met with obscure blue eyes. His mouth left hers and went to her ear. "Who does this better?" He asked as his hands went to her sides lifting her tank top above her stomach and right below her breasts. He moved down on her body and began to kiss her stomach. Her hands went automatically to his hair. No gel, just soft hair she could hold, just how she liked it.

After dinner Mokuba left the table without a word. The look of disgust was obvious in his face though. Cassandra now took away the wine bottle and sent Kaiba to his office to sober up. What she didn't know was that Kaiba had a bottle of scotch hidden in his drawer.

Her smiling face underneath the asshole kept showing up in his mind. He couldn't get rid of her. Why was she in his mind? Why couldn't he block her out of his mind? Down went another glass. It burned his throat.

"Who?" She breathed out as his hands as well as his lips went down to her hips. He kept fingering her boy shorts, dragging the waist line down just a little. As he went back up to her stomach, he started going past her stomach.

"The other man." He mumbled as his hands went back up to her tank top to remove it. After she left her upper body up to discard the tank top she laid back down much to his content.

"What other man?" What was he talking about? Now only in her bra, Kaiba kissed her forehead, her eyes, her cheeks, her throat. They were hungry kisses. Desperate kisses.

"The man in your school. The man you were under." His roughly said against her neck. His hands were under her, undoing the clasp of her bar and kissing her collarbone. His weight on her suddenly became too much on her. She felt like she was suffocating. He saw them? How? When? Why? How much did he see? With her bra now off, when she did not know, she wondered why he was here if he saw them? She pushed at his shoulders as he started rocking his hips against hers in a slow motion. This was getting too confusing too fast. His lips descended down to hers as he massaged her breast. This was not Kaiba. Not the Kaiba she knew. Kaiba was a prideful man. Not one to be desperately trying to touch every orifice of her body. His movements were shaky, harsh. Swift. Desperate.

How could he hurt her? Be with another woman. He drove to no where. There was no destination. He just needed to get out of the house. Cassandra walked in on him drinking another glass of scotch.

"Why are you doing this?" She asked him. Kaiba just slammed the glass down on the desk and walked past her.

"I'm going out."

Her hand slid down to his chest trying to push him off. His heart was thumping hard, but not as hard as it usually would. He was not scared. It was a heartbeat of someone in a mission. Not someone who was scared.

"Stop. Please." She was getting lost in his movements, his thrusts. She could feel him even with boy shorts on and him wearing boxers. Before long she was reciprocating his movements but continued to push at his chest half heartedly. His hands kept touching her everywhere on her stomach, her neck, her chest as well as his lips. Small whimpers only made him savagely kiss her harder. Knowing it was useless she mindlessly gave in to him, not knowing what to make of this. Her hands no longer tried to stop him but wrapped around his neck and pulled him down to her more.

"He's nothing. Tell me he is nothing." He mumbled breathlessly. Suddenly. Not realizing he was talking about Mars, she gave into whatever he was asking her.

When he stopped his car at a stop sign a woman crossed the street. She looked at him and walked to his car.

"Want a good time?" She asked. She wasn't ugly. A tall brunette with freckles and brown eyes. She could almost be beautiful if she wasn't dressed slutty.

"No thank you." He went on his way. If he slept with her it would have meant nothing but it would have hurt Anzu. Perfect. For some reason he couldn't turn his car around back to the woman.

"Nothing." She whimpered as his hands went back to her boy shorts and tugged at them. Without thinking she lifted her hips against his harshly rocking against each other.

"He will never love you. Not like me." Everything at once came crashing on her. The movements, the beads of sweat on her forehead, his hand on her underwear, her hands holding him down to her forcefully it all made her gasp. Now she pushed him off full heartily. She moved her body so that he rolled off of her and laid next to her.

Next thing he knew he was walking out of his car towards Anzu's apartment. He didn't even think about anything. His feet took control. All action , no thought in his head. The alcohol made him want to know who was better. The man from today or him? Who did she want to be with?

"What are you doing?" She asked choked-up with tears in her eyes and clutching the covers to her chest. He laid on his back staring up at the ceiling with one hand on his forehead. She sat up and tried not to cry. "Why did you come? So you could prove something to me?" Her voice trembled from anger and sorrow.

"Fuck." He muttered as he closed his eyes. He sat up slowly massaging his temple as if he had a headache. Did he even realize what he was doing? What he was saying? It almost seemed like he was..

He tasted like alcohol. Was he drunk? Was that the only reason why he said those things?

"Kaiba. Look at me." He slowly did what she asked of him. "How much did you have to drink tonight?" She inquired cautiously. He turn around to get up off the bed but just sat there. It was too dark to see anything so she turned on the lights next to her bed. As clear as day she saw little jagged scars on his back. Covering her mouth with her hand, she reached out to touch him with her other hand. Where did these scars come from? Why didn't she see them before?

He felt her hand on one scar. Though they didn't hurt anymore, he knew exactly where they were. She saw his scars. It was a mystery why she never saw them before. Perhaps it was because this was the first night she turned on the light with him.

"Who did this?" She was so close he could feel her breath on his back. Her other hand went to his now tense back.

"Stop." He demanded and he turned his head to glare at her. He was starting to sober up from his late night drinking .

"Who?" She demanded back. Kaiba lived alone all his life with his brother. No one could have done this. Unless it was him?

"No one." He replied. He couldn't get himself off of the bed. As much as he wanted to he was still drawn by Anzu's radiating warmth. How did he let himself lose control? He should have just went home. Not come to her home at two in the morning and end up half naked in her bed. He felt her hands go around his neck to hug him.

"Please. Tell me." She pleaded wearingly as if she didn't want to fight. All she wanted was to know. She would pity him. He knew she would. She was already pitying him.

"What? What do you want to hear?" He shrugged her off as turned his body around. Her chest was exposed but she didn't seem to care. He took her covers and cover her chest. How could anyone concentrate with her exposed. He held the cover against her chest. She seemed to shocked about the scars to notice. "Do you want to hear how I got these scars? How my adoptive father used to beat me? How I used to try and hide his belts so that he didn't whip me? How he bought a special whip for me? How I bled every single day because I wasn't studying hard enough? I've got load of stories, which one do you want to hear?" He yelled in her face. He was now a little bit more sober and aware of what has been happening. Anzu was crying and hugged him tightly. Breathing hard, he pushed at her shoulders to get her off of him. "I don't need you're fucking pity." His own voice cracked. She on the other hand sobbed.

"I want to help you." She whispered to him with her head down and holding the covers to her chest. Kaiba looked away from her trying hard not to shake her.

"Do I have a fucking sign on my back that reads 'help me' or something?" His fist clenched as he gritted his teeth. An odd smile appeared on his face. An ironic smile. Seeing the smile, she decided that he was hurt enough today. Kaiba was obviously affected when he saw Mars and her together. His warmth, his weight seemed to still be on her. The discarded shirt laid on the floor next to her bed. As she reach down to get the shirt, she sniffled. Hearing her still crying softly, Kaiba reach for her tissue box on her computer desk and handed it to her without looking at her.

"Stop crying like some baby." He grumbled. Taking the tissue, she laid back on her bed, turning off the light. A little after she laid back down, she heard him get up. As Kaiba put on his shirt and pants he noticed her bra was still laying on the end of the bed and Kaiba came to another realization. He and her almost had sex because he lost control. Furrowing his eyebrows together in slight guilt and concern he walked over to her side of the bed and knelt down to face her. "Did I hurt you?" He asked with a slight shuddering in his voice. Anzu eyes were already open with tears in her eyes.

"No." One hand let go of her covers and touched his face. "You didn't hurt me." Not physically anyway. Bending down a little more, he kissed her forehead, lingering there for a moment as he gave her an one arm hug. He felt her return the hug as if she was accepting his silent apology. "Go back to Mokuba. He's waiting for you."

Kaiba didn't even remember Mokuba until now. The reason why he wanted to leave was because he felt it was best to. Losing all of his control was something he never thought he would do. Especially with Anzu. It was all because of her. He showed her weakness. He had to leave. There was no questioning in the matter. Mokuba was right. He was going to hurt her. Even after what he did to her tonight, she was still with him. She did not throw him out, she did not yell or scream. She accepted him. Kaiba knew it, he foretold it. He could see it now. Clear as day. It was inevitable. Unpreventable.

"Do you work tomorrow?" Her head moved up and down in a nod. "I'll see you tomorrow then." Lips leaving her forehead, she felt him leave the room. Presence no longer with her. There were so many unanswered questions. Much like everyday she was now even more confused. What happened? What went wrong? Was he jealous? Was he trying to prove something? Was he trying to make her his? Was he just being prideful? Why did he drink so much? Because of her? Because of Mars? Did she hurt him? Why did he come by her home? What would have happened if they continued? What did he mean by 'he will never love you?' What did he mean by 'not like me'? Disturbing thoughts ran through her mind. Questions ran through her mind. He ran through her mind. Everything about him was still here. His smell, his touch, his aura. He surrounded her but he was no longer with her.

A few seconds later she heard the door shut. Tears formed in her eyes once again. His car was heard starting. A tear fell down into the pillow. She heard his car drive away. Now she was smothering her face into the pillow so that her next door neighbors would not hear her distressing loud sobs.

Yea. Should I start dodging the trash or bricks you're about to throw at me? Good chapter? Or bad? Maybe even a little sad? This relationship is not a fluffy one, it is a relationship with problems galore! So if you think you're going to read some sappy love story here.. YOU'RE WRONG! There is a reason why the second title of this story is Romance/ANGST. I don't know if there are any Psychology people out there reading this, but I kind of played with one of the terms for the chapter title. Instead of passive aggressive I used passion aggressive. Kind of stupid, kind of cute if you get it.. Sorry about being a little graphic.. At least in my eyes. I could easily say it, but when it's in writing I get all red in the face.. blushes I want to thank some people for reviewing because you guys are freaking awesome! So here you are!

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