A/N: I don't own Yu-gi-oh…I don't own the characters, but the plot is my own.
Sadly, the next chapter will end this story… However, I have left too many couples dangling and story lines need to be sewn up. So, I will be writing a sequel to this…Hopefully I will have a name for it by next chapter. I started so many romances, and Tristan is also lurking in the shadows—so, I feel compelled…
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Chapter 33
Rekindling…
The backseat of a limousine would be considered roomy and spacious by most. However, in the space of minutes, it was as confining as a tomb—boarding on a coffin. Shifting from sitting as close to the door as possible, to practically sitting on the armrest was as uncomfortable as it was insane. Why did Seto Kaiba have to sit in the center of the seat? There was plenty of room to his right, but instead of enjoying his own personal space—he was insisting upon interfering with hers.
The drive was excessively boring, made worse by the blackness of the night. She didn't recall saying anything since they pulled out of the driveway. Soon, the streetlights became further apart until they became non-existent. It was pitch black now, and all Serenity could make out were the shapes of trees and mountains. Just where were they headed? She tried to watch signs, but it was too hard to do. Asking him might spark conversation; did she want to talk to him? She was sharing his oxygen, recycled from his lungs, and then shared with her. She could still detect his cologne, feel his eyes on her at times, and softly she wished he would simply fall asleep. Instead he sat there, haunting her.
"I need to use a restroom," she whispered. It was true, but it could also be a way out. If they pulled into a well-populated area she could find someone to explain her plight to. Even if she could leave a note…hadn't she seen that in a movie once? A woman, kidnapped, left a note on a bathroom stall door in lipstick. Maybe it was on a mirror. She couldn't remember. Did she even have lipstick?
Kaiba leaned forward and lowered the privacy glass. "Next rest area—stop." He sat back, somehow closer, and raised the barrier again.
"I need my bag. I don't want to walk around in bare feet." She said it with as much apathy as possible. For the most part, she wanted him to feel like he was lower than dirt. Suddenly she felt him shift, she tried to look without actually turning her head. He was taking off his jacket. Slowly he handed it to her.
"You need to cover up as well." He explained.
"Why Kaiba? You didn't seem to mind kidnapping me this way. Embarrassed because you stole me in the middle of the night in my nightie?" She faced him and noticed the slight frown. "Maybe I should parade around like this. Better yet, maybe I should take this off and really cause a scene. Being in jail is better than being with you." She felt the limo ground to a stop. She gasped as he grabbed her arm.
"I'll instruct my driver to cover his eyes. I'm sure the raccoons will enjoy the show. I, naturally, will enjoy the view. Take your gown off Serenity…I dare you." A smirk played across his lips.
"Why are you doing this?" She asked, almost on the verge of tears again.
"I want to get through to you, the check didn't belong to you. It was meant to go to Gardner, never to you. Do you honestly think I could place a price on your sacrifices?"
"I want to go home," she whispered.
"I'll take you home. Give me a few days and then I'll take you back to New York or to Domino—your choice. I'm only asking for a bit of time." He moved closer and slipped his jacket over her shoulders. Her eyes looked up into his.
"You aren't asking—you're taking. Where is my choice? You didn't ask if I would come, you stole me Kaiba!" He was amazing; he looked as if he had the right. It took every ounce of strength she had to stay her hand from slapping him, and yet, she wanted to fall into his arms and beg to be held.
"If you need to use the bathroom, I suggest you get on with it." He handed her the bag. Quickly, she found her slippers and pulled them on. Kaiba and the chauffer escorted her to the bathroom and back. Her plans for leaving a message were moot—she had no lipstick and no pen. She could hardly ask Kaiba to borrow one. Part two of her plan also died, there wasn't a soul around—not even a single car passed them.
Without further delay they were back on the road—to an unknown destination.
At some point she drifted off into a dreamless sleep. She was resting against the window when Kaiba slipped out of the car and looked at the house on the lake. It was perfect. There wasn't another home for miles around, it was large—for his staff—but cozy, so he could keep tabs on her, and it had a dock and boat. Maybe her heart would remember what her mind was forgetting. He opened her door slowly, and nearly smiled when she almost fell out. He thought about letting her, maybe a fall into the mud would snap her out of her self-induced isolation. He slipped his arms under her and smirked as she curled against his chest—sighing in her sleep and softly mumbling his name. Not Kaiba, but 'Seto'. At least in her sleep she remembered him. He walked her into the house and up to their room
He settled her in the bed. Her things would arrive, from the cabin in Japan the next day, accompanied by his own. Having servants and gofers were the perks of owning a company. He slipped the jacket off of her, and covered her with the quilt. She murmured something and rolled onto her side. He watched for several moments and then turned to slip the box from his jacket into the top drawer. Soon it would find its rightful place on her delicate finger.
He went downstairs and made himself a pot of coffee. He thought about sleep, but with only his chauffer—he was reluctant to allow her too much freedom. He sat on the deck and watched as the sky started to lighten. The sun would rise over the lake, and soon she would wake up to her first day with him. Being sleep deprived wasn't something he was a stranger to, hopefully she would be sensible and he would sleep at night. At least he would have some help in the morning. Idly he wondered how Mokuba had faired with 'the beast'. He smirked at that thought. She had grown from a small annoyance to a royal pain in the ass. He chuckled, he couldn't think of anyone who deserved her more than Mokuba.
Slowly Mokuba crept into Rebecca's bedroom. She wasn't awake, hadn't even stirred in her sleep. He stood there, fascinated with her. In sleep she looked like an angel, comfortable within her tangle of honey-blonde curls. How could someone who looked this celestial have such a sharp tongue? Then again, did he really want to think about her tongue? Interesting thought…
She stirred, as if sensing a presence in her room. He quickly swiped her glasses off the nightstand, and tucked them into his jacket pocket. If he kept her blind he could keep her manageable…or at least that was the plan. He absently ran a hand through his hair. When had she grown up? How many years had it been? Too many. She was short and carried a teddy bear into Kaiba Land all those years ago. Her hair had been in pigtails. She was annoying as nails on a chalkboard.
He scanned the dark room and noticed the teddy bear on a chair in the corner, and for some odd reason, it brought a smile to his face.
She blinked into the darkness, "who's there?" She reached for her lamp and flicked it on. Blindly she searched for her glasses as she blinked—an attempt to get her eyes used to the harsh light.
"I'm hurt…you've forgotten me all ready?" Mokuba smirked, the trademark Kaiba one his brother was infamous for. "I thought we had bonded. Maybe the next time I leave I should give you something more substantial to remember me by…"
"Mokuba?" She nearly stuttered—her voice did shoot up an octave or three.
"In the flesh…" He approached her bed, snickering as she gasped.
"Get out!" She yelled, as she yanked her covers to her neck. Looking at the table, she realized her glasses were gone. "What did you do with them?" There was absolute ice in her voice.
"What did I do with what?" He was going to play with her a bit. He liked her a bit off kilter. She was quite adorable when she was angry.
"You know damn well I'm talking about my glasses! What did you do with them?" She fumbled around, leaning over her bed to feel the floor near her nightstand. Had they slipped and fallen? She was still clutching her blanket around her, dragging it off the bed, and using a rather bad word when it didn't pull free easily. She was wearing an oversized t-shirt and shorts, but still, he shouldn't have the right to see her in her PJs.
"You look better without them, did you ever consider contacts?" Mokuba suggested, while a smile played on his lips.
"No, I never considered contacts. I hate them actually. Give me my glasses!" She stood and tried to approach him, unfortunately, her blanket refused to make the trip. It was pulled out of her hands, due to her firm tucking under her mattress. She gasped as Mokuba chuckled.
"You're coming all undone for me… I should sneak into your room more often. So, what would you like to talk about?" Mokuba walked past her and sat on the edge of her bed. It was a complete mess now, but he enjoyed her white lacy sheets. "Nice mattress…I see you go for comfort…"
"Get off my bed and get out of my house! What the hell are you doing here anyway? Surely you can't tell me that you were so enamored with me that you came back for more?" He could hear the heavy sarcasm in her voice. This was far better than a girl who panted after him. He wanted her.
"I'm only here for a short time…disappointed?" He gave her a hungry look, and her eyes immediately narrowed. Realization dawned on her, and her eyes immediately widened.
"Kaiba…Serenity!" She ran towards the door, but Mokuba beat her to it. He slammed his body against the door and 'tsked' her.
"I can't let you do that…but I will let you do other things…" His eyes devoured her lips.
"You're disgusting! Are all men as piggish as you, or are you the sole title holder? You hardly know me and yet you're wanting to what? Lure me to bed? Your name doesn't impress me." She folded her arms across her chest as she sized him up and down. She wished she had her glasses, she would feel so much more secure.
"I was hoping my looks would. You know—I've been told that I'm quite…appealing." He moved away from the door—approaching her.
"Actually you are appealing…" she purred, taking a few steps towards him and squinting. "As long as my glasses are off—you're very appealing." She sneered at him.
"Well, if I'm more appealing with your glasses off, maybe I should keep them…" He patted his jacket pocket.
"At least you don't wear those ridiculous trench coats your brother insists upon. Where is he taking my friend, by the way?" She tried to maintain her cool. She decided to take a different approach. "Perhaps I would find you more attractive in the moonlight—if I had my glasses."
"Either you aren't as smart as you boast, or you think I'm stupid…" He leaned in a bit, she didn't back up.
"Naturally, I think you're stupid…" she said with such an air of confidence he laughed out loud.
"You try me," his fingers tilted up her chin. "But I prefer a challenge. There's no fun in something being attained by means of a silver platter."
"I'm not a challenge Mokuba—I'm an impossibility. I would also have you know this is illegal—breaking and entering and forced restraint." She maintained eye contact to the best of her ability. Without her glasses she could barely make out the shape of his face. Damn her imperfect eyes. Usually she didn't care—now her weakness was being exploited.
She made an uncalculated break for the door, and he quickly slammed himself on it…His back leaning against the door. "I'm not that easy Rebecca, and you're staying put for a bit longer—make yourself comfy. Hell, crawl back in bed, want some company?"
"You are underestimating me. I could seriously hurt you. Now, tell me where he's taking her. If he crosses state lines it's a federal case of kidnapping—I'll have you know…" She approached him, and pressed a hand to either side of his face. He liked this; she was beginning to see they could enjoy this time together. Slowly, she moved her leg so the she was rubbing against his inner thigh. A look of utter male satisfaction crossed his face. He knew she wouldn't be able to hold herself back for long.
"I think you're in need of a man's company, maybe then you wouldn't be so…uptight…" He chuckled at that, but stopped when she kneed him—hard.
"I think you are in need of a reality check," she growled as he fell to his knees. "Now get out of my way. If you thought you were going to face a shrimp of a girl who cowered because of your dumb-ass name…you're less intelligent than I thought! And even though you're cute—don't think for one second it will sway me from trying to save Serenity from that lunatic you share DNA with!" She was fuming as she started ripping through her top drawer. She yanked out the contacts she wore sometimes and put them in.
Mokuba watched her with curiosity. In spite of the pain she had caused him. It was a dirty trick, but he was scarcely aware of the pain—she had just called him cute…
Serenity woke with a soft groan. She jumped when she realized it hadn't been a nightmare—it was a fact. Slowly sliding out from under the covers she looked around the room. Her bag was nestled on a chair, waiting. She walked around, wondering where the hell she was. She remembered being carried by Seto, and her heart did a flip-flop. It had all felt so familiar and right. It had been a long dark ride and sleep had finally won.
The window might offer a clue. When she pulled the curtains back she gasped. It was almost the exact scene from Kaiba's place. She knew it wasn't the place, but the setting was so similar. A lake nestled right outside a magnificent house, a boat tied to a dock and nothing for miles except trees. What had he done?
Fumbling through her bag she dressed quickly, there was no lock on the door and she didn't want to be caught changing by him. Today she would convince him to free her, with that resolve she left the room and began her search. It didn't take too long—this place wasn't nearly as big as the one… She shook her head—an attempt to stop thoughts of the past from haunting her.
He was sitting out on the deck with his back to her, the sun was rising and playing on his hair. His body looked relaxed and a bit slack. Slowly she opened the door and stepped out. Circling the chair she realized he was sleeping. A smile crept across her lips. Watching him sleep had been her favorite pastime. She sat across from him and watched with interest. How could this have happened? When had the road forked? His face was relaxed—boyish—his lips utterly kissable. How many times had they lost themselves to urges and moments?
"What are you thinking?" He asked, catching her off guard.
"That you're insane for trying to orchestrate a moment that passed us by." She shrugged, but continued to stare.
"I'm not trying to relive…I'm trying to rekindle. I don't believe in time warps or do overs. I believe in moving on and learning from past mistakes." His voice was deeper from his sleep. It sounded like a lullaby and she closed her eyes, feeling it wrap around her.
"Mistakes?"
"I let you leave me each morning. I can't help but think that if I hadn't we would be in another place right now. Possibly still there, experiencing one another." One blue eye opened, trying to see her reaction.
"It happened, and everything else happened too. Probably for a good reason—we aren't meant to be." Her voice sounded strained.
"I think you believe that as much as you believe pigs fly. We have something and before our time is up—I will make you feel it again." His eye closed and he leaned back, enjoying the knowledge that she was there.
"It's gone Kaiba. Maybe it was never there. Intense moments spin-off intense feelings. I know you say that check was a mistake, but maybe—in the grand scheme of things—it wasn't. Possibly it served to show us how wrong we are. How we acted out of fear and need." Try as she might—all the doubts flooded her.
"I never felt this way before Serenity, and you told me you love me. How many times have you given your heart away?" His voice was taking on a growling quality. "I know you're scared, but there really is no reason to be. I'll show you how good it can be." His eyes opened again, they flooded her mind and caused her to gasp. He was moving towards her in a predatory way.
She jumped from the chair and raced from the deck, down the stairs and to a path that led to the boat. Where was she going? Why had she panicked? He grabbed her from behind, slipping his arms around her and burying his face against her neck. She felt his warm breath, and against her will her breathing came in sharp pants. His lips settled gently on her skin, his tongue tasting her. She bit her lip and closed her eyes. Her mind wanted to fight, but her heart was winning this one.
Nowhere to run, trapped by a man she…loved. Mokuba's words once again haunted her. Was she scared? When they were first together, they knew it could end abruptly at any moment. There was no end point now. It would last until they wanted to end it—until it came to its own natural ending. How long would he want her? Maybe that was her fear. Was she a whim?
"Why didn't you hold me that day?" She whispered as his mouth rained hot kissed along her neck and ear.
"I didn't want to suffocate you…I thought you didn't want me. Why didn't you ask me? Everyone was comforting you—but you never asked me to."
She turned in his arms. He allowed it, but still held her firmly. Her hands pressed against his chest, he was so warm and perfect, her fingers starting to draw lazy circles on him, despite the protests of her mind.
"I wanted you Seto…so desperately…I was afraid you didn't want me anymore…because of…him." She turned her head, not wanting to see the hurt in his eyes.
"You saved me…He was scum." He turned her chin, forcing her to face him. "I…knew your sacrifice. If anything I wanted, and still want, the man dead. I would do anything to take your pain away—I thought if I stood back you could breathe and heal." His lips caught hers. She didn't struggle against him, but her eyes remained open, even as it deepened. She heard herself whimper, her fingers dug into his shoulders. Seemingly her body and heart were taking over, despite her mind's resistance.
Finally, she managed to push him away from her lips. Their breathing was now ragged.
His eyes closed as he rested his forehead against hers. "Forgive me Serenity."
Her fingers stroked the sides of his face, down his jaw line, to his neck and then into his hair. He felt so familiar, so right. What now?
"It hurts too much to be rejected. In that time—when I thought the check was made to me—I died inside." She dropped her eyes, she couldn't look at him, he might see it in her eyes, or her face—she would betray herself to him. She always seemed to. Seto always seemed to know her thoughts and feelings. His apology blew her small world apart. It wasn't fair, he had ripped her to pieces and now he thought forgiveness could mend them?
It wasn't right. She wouldn't let him manipulate her that way. "They're words Seto... How can I trust you? How can I be sure that if I take you back you won't decide in a few weeks to let me go and trample me?" She shook her head. Seto was so guarded and secretive, would he ever let her in?
How could she bare her soul again? She couldn't but, then again, her heart longed for Seto. The fire he stroked in her was what fairy tales were made of. But passion would wind down and fires were doused. She should air on the side of logic. Her heart had chosen Seto before and she could have lost so much.
Suddenly he was there, his finger tracing her tears. "You would deny us? You would deny what we have?" She whimpered and then struggled to catch her own sob. She nodded.
"Then look at me..." Seto commanded as he moved in, his lips a breath away from hers..."say the words and destroy me..."
Her eyes were so wide—destroy him?
"Seto…" Her fingers traced his lips; she couldn't tear her eyes away from his.
"Guarantees aren't worth the paper they're written on. I promise to try not to hurt you, to let you know you are wanted and appreciated…" He searched for things even as he watched her eyes dull with his words.
"Why do you want me Seto? You could easily find a girl who came from a better family—one you actually like…one who doesn't give you so much trouble—who…"
His lips silenced her. The kiss felt desperate, a last attempt. Her eyes fluttered closed as her hands buried in his thick hair. He released a soft moan as he tugged her against him. There was no letting her go. He would force her to stay.
He broke the kiss and looked down at her again. Her eyes were still closed. A smile tugged at his lips, she was breaking down.
"Look at me," it was an order, not a request. Slowly honey brown eyes focused on deep sapphire blue ones. She looked dazed, as if she were intoxicated. "I don't want to lose you, I want you Serenity." He searched her eyes.
"I'm…scared…" It was a whisper.
"I'll protect you this time," his voice was rough.
"What if it doesn't work…" tears slipped down her cheeks.
"It will." It was a simple statement, and he shrugged softly as if punctuating how sure he was. For the first time she smiled at him, gentle fingers traced the smile.
"I've missed your smile Serenity."
There was no need to fight anymore. Suddenly he scooped her up in his arms, she giggled as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pressed against him. This would happen…because they needed it desperately. His steps were determined and quick, into the house, up the stairs and then the bedroom. Their eyes locked, his eyebrow raised for a moment in question. Would she deny him? He would never take her without consent.
"Seto…" She whispered as he laid her on the bed. His body covered hers, their mouths hungrily devouring one another. How long had it been since they had kissed like this? He was tugging at the buttons of his shirt as his mouth claimed hers again. Her fingers laced behind his neck, holding him there—mouths open and hungry. He finally wrestled his shirt off. She broke the kiss and her eyes searched his.
"I want you Seto…" She turned away as she blushed.
He turned her chin, forcing her to face him.
"I…" He started, but then floundered.
He looked at her lying there—cheeks flushed, eyes watery with unshed tears, lips parted and swollen from his kisses.
Her fingers stroked his lips, "you don't have to say anything Seto…"
"I do…you deserve it—more than anyone." He rested his face against her shoulder and took several steadying breaths as she stroked his bare back. She was soothing her dragon.
Her heart felt as if it would stop beating. He didn't need to say any words. He moved again, and looked down at her, for once his blue eyes revealed their owner. She tugged him back down kissing him, holding him, pressing against him. Nothing mattered anymore. Her hurt was dissolving through his tender touches.
If he had given up, would she have been able to avoid him? No, she would have sought him out, found an excuse. Hell, she was already wondering how long it would take Joey and Mai to set a date…she wanted them happy, but more importantly—she wanted an excuse to see him. Maybe in the park, or at the museum, hell, she was prepared to march to Kaiba Corp. to present her pictures.
She giggled as he started undressing her, slowly, gently. His fingers were a bit shaky.
"Are you nervous too?" She asked, knowing where this was going.
"How can I be, when I love you?" It was a simply statement, loaded with Kaiba logic.
"S-S-Seto? Did…did…you just say…"
"What do you think I said?" A smile curved his lips and she realized it was the first one she had ever seen on his face. It wasn't a smirk or a sneer, there were no cold calculations behind it—it was genuine and beautiful. It was for her.
"I love you…" She answered his question, repeating his own words back.
He moved near her ear and snarled, "I know you do Serenity…"
She threw her head back, laughing as he attacked her neck and throat with kisses. She could always count on him to be a smart ass. Thinking of which, she slid her hands down his back, and squeezed the object of her fantasies. She was pleasantly surprised to hear his gasp.
"You little minx…" He flipped them over so she was on top of him. She idly wondered when his pants had come off…one of the great mysteries solved—he wore boxers.
His hands softly caressed her bottom through her shorts. She smiled down at him.
"And what do I call you Seto Kaiba?" She caught his mouth and fairly devoured him with her kiss, leaving him breathless when she pulled back.
A smug look of satisfaction crossed his face, she giggled. He folded his arms behind his head, and used his hands to cradle his neck. He looked quite comfortable, and utterly delicious. "I think 'Lord of Dragons' will work nicely."
Serenity found herself wandering around the room a few hours later. He was sleeping, wrapped in the sheet. His shirt found a new home—on her. The scent of his cologne comforted her as she looked out over the lake. The sun rose over the water, but still danced on the surface as it began to set. They hadn't done anything he was afraid she would regret. He wanted to wait to take that final step.
"When you're sure of us…we will, but not a minute before…"
Those were his words. He wanted to make sure she was comfortable and felt secure. He really did love her, and even if he never said it again (though she hoped he would—often) he had said it. She smiled as she thought of the warm and tantalizing things they had done that afternoon…maybe it was good they hadn't gotten completely uninhibited—it would probably have blown her mind.
She sat in the chair behind the desk. Staring at him for hours was fast becoming a most appealing hobby.
A thought struck her. She should get in touch with Joey and let him know everything that had happened. Oh God! Poor Rebecca! What had Mokuba done to her? Then again if he was anything like his big brother…Rebecca probably wasn't complaining.
She opened a drawer, looking for some paper to make a list of all she had to do. A small deep blue velvet box stopped her in her tracks. Looking from it to the bed, her hand finally settled on it. Quietly she lifted the small treasure, and flipped it open.
A/N: One more to go…(gulps…I will miss it…sob) Please let me know you still love it...
Hakubaikou-chan: Awe…thank you. I really do try to do the man justice. I appreciate knowing that I do it well…
UniqueWolfLover: I hope you liked Mokuba and Rebecca in this chapter. I think they would be cute together.
Yugikid: They are the cutest, glad you like how I write them… I love the 'Pepe-Le-Pu' comparison. Yeah, I guess he kind of is in my stories. If she would have listened after the ring…would he have believed she loved him or the ring? Hope you aren't bored any longer…
DoomDevilGirl: I always update as quickly as time and betas allow. Addictive huh? Cool.
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Telecoi: I have to…it's all in my nature and style. Do you want me to change my style?
DarkEmpressofAnime: I would never want the suspense to kill you, so I have updated…
Gekkou Hana: I so get all your humor-you know that! I always call you Samantha, when was the last time I used your real first name? Kaiba jumped on the initiative train…love it when he does that! Double meanings and dirty minds…geez we are bad!
Miss Artemis: Hope you liked this Mokuba/Rebecca scene as well…
How did I do in this chapter—did you like it? I don't want a mushed out Kaiba…that would be wrong…just wrong… (hands you a paper bag-in case you hyperventilate again)
ChaoticPhoenix27: Thank you again… I love giving Seto control…(sigh)…
Setine: Did I do good?
Mrs. Samantha Kaiba: Ring on her finger huh? Not yet… Did you like what Mokuba and Rebecca are doing? They'll do more next chapter.
Svakee2000: I hope you understand her a bit more now…she isn't really dense just hurt and scared.
Marikandchloe: Major success. I think Kaiba had a way better moment in this chapter. What do you think? Rebecca and Mokuba would be so volatile it would be adorable! And Mokuba is sugar where Seto is colder…totally fun to do love interests for them both.
Ms. Behavin: I had to stop somewhere or drabble on forever!
DMG-0787: I bet this was the chapter you were waiting for…right? I tried to explain her plight. Poor thing has been through so much, but now Kaiba is there. He'll make it all better. Scared not stubborn. Glad you liked the drabble…
XXR.I.PXX: Yes, the Kaiba brothers are both so interesting and yet pick difficult women. Geez, but the chase is so darn much fun!
Crazyjen16: Did you like the continuing Rebecca and Mokuba scene? I think they are, or could be, adorable…
XSweet Cherry Angelx: She is in New York. Her flight had a stop over in San Francisco and then continued to NY. It is too long of a flight to go from Japan to NY. I know…poor Joey is still passed out somewhere in a time loop. I shall correct that at some point in time. Three hours reading it…wow that is dedication. I hope you aren't disappointed your friend told you about the story. I like knowing people refer others to my stories…very cool!
Kawaii cherry: No more twists…not yet anyway. I bet you liked this chapter…
SetoxSerenity4ever: I hope this answered your concerns…what was she to do? How do you resist him?
SenayDalig: I think this chapter answered all your questions posed to me. Yes, Seto's reaction was meant to be totally Setoish. I am trying to get a lot of interaction and viewpoints and these 4 characters just seem to play well off one another. I'm glad you noticed it. You seriously broke it down quite wonderfully-thanks! Was this chapter filled with cute moments or what? Yes, Rebecca is a bit more vinegar than Serenity…so Mokuba will have his hands full. But, he is a Kaiba so he can handle it…
Mistyshadows: Nah, I am not easily offended… No forgiveness is necessary—I know you were being funny—just wanted to play along. I try to be a nice person…but I do get evil sometimes (points to broken baseball bat in corner…and smiles) I broke the tension…did I do it well? (with said bat…over Serenity's head…lol)
Abbs04: So, this is what you wanted? I hope you like it!
Youkiyra Solar: I hope you enjoyed this chapter, seeing as I dealt with both couples… I'm so thrilled you love it.
StarWolf4: You spy correctly… He got somewhere…did you like?
Serenity Kou: I'm glad too! Thank you, I like the Mokuba/Rebecca coupling. I hope I kept up the good work…let me know.
Pink strawberries: not a problem about the signed review…just glad you reviewed. Ahhh the Joey thing. I shall have to deal with that at some point, or leave him passed out in a corner somewhere.
Hakiruo: I'll let you know when it all ends…probably 1 more chapter unless I really run. Glad you like the storyline—but if you do why do you want it to end?
Dreamcloud516: Glad you liked the match. I bet you loved this chapter…am I right? Let me know.
Setoxserenity: CHILL! (LOL) I think this chapter is the best answer I could give to your…um…request. I update very quickly and I think many would be upset if I had my head ripped off… I'm glad you loved the story…you should check out my other one Christmas Gift—total SetoxSerenity fluff… Hopefully it will keep you busy for a bit.
UncontrolledChaos: Awe! Thank you…you made my day. I tried to make a fun mystery/romance. I don't care for Tristan either…so it was an obvious choice. He's such a blah character—I think I gave him a bit of depth. What do you think?
Sangha: I bet everyone liked the double meaning. I did… I think he 'took her' quite well. What do you think? How romantic…ahhhh
Inuyasha-xcgirl: Oh! Thank you so much! You are too sweet! I complied to both of your requests…more Rebecca/Mokuba –and as for Serenity, she had an epiphany.
Things would never be normal with Seto Kaiba. Rebecca did put up a fight…I just wasn't able to fit that in last chapter. So, I made sure to go into a bit of depth. You are right they are like Seto and Serenity in the beginning, but there are differences. Mokuba doesn't have the attitude Kaiba did and Rebecca is way more aggressive than Serenity could ever be. I will be continuing this story line into the sequel. I have to wrap this one up, but I have so many plot lines open and couples falling…I would feel bad to just leave it all hanging. Besides, I think it warrants a sequel—don't you think?
Yami's lil bitch: You should love this chapter…do you?
Inuyoukai-san: Patience is a wonderful thing…I have lots of it…lol
Shanichan11: One of your favorites? Glad to hear it!