Thanks for reviews…again! Might start a new story…not sure though…-shrugs-
Disclaimer: I do not own YGO or anything in that matter. BUT I do own Leigha. -Ahem- On to zee storeh!
Also -holds up a finger-, I might switch POV's at times, sorry if it gets confusing but bear with me puh-lease! Thank you!
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"I demand to know where you are taking me!"
Leigha's eyes were ablaze as she watched the back of Seto's head, and absolutely no sign of him stopping anytime soon as he kept walking. During his time of dragging her along, he had pulled out a cell phone and called for a limo. A few times Leigha had tried to stop him by digging her heels into the ground, but that resulted nastily and broke her newly bought shoes. Another time, she tried to grab onto an elderly man's coat and begged for him to stop Kaiba from taking her away. He responded with an apologetic smile and walked off without a backward glance.
She sighed inwardly and outwardly as defeat consumed her and just followed the CEO obediently behind. His long strides caused her to have a little bounce in her fast walk to keep up with him.
"You'll know soon enough"
He was irate. He didn't know how many times he told her that on their adventure to find his waiting limo. He had instructed the damn thing to wait for them across from the old café stop, but it was no where in sight. He didn't appreciate tardiness, and surely his staff knew that by now.
He caught sight of a long, sleek, limo somewhere in front of him across from a modern café (AN: How many cafes are in Domino, you might ask? Pft, hell if I know) and added speed to his already fast walk, his target set.
Leigha had to jog to keep up with him, and cast a wary glance at a couple that were staring wide-eyed at the two as he pulled her with him towards the limo.
In a minute, Seto and Leigha had reached the black limo. Letting in a few deep breaths, Leigha tried to catch her breath, but was practically thrown into the car as quickly as they reached it. Seto quickly followed and slid in next to her not caring that he had been so rough with her.
"Now can you tell me where we're going?"
He turned his head quickly, and noticed a smug grin on her face. She was obviously trying to annoy him, and obviously it was working from his narrowed eyes and frown on his face. Again he answered her in the same answer he had the past 20 times she had asked him, except this time he had a deep throated growl and clenched teeth. (AN: Um…is that possible? Shrugs Hope so cause I'm making it! Muahaha! Chokes Yeah…)
"You will know soon enough," he hissed.
She huffed and turned her attention to stare out the window. An evil smile played upon her lips as she abruptly turned her attention back to Kaiba, and asked in a sickening innocent voice and batted her eyelashes.
"Where are we going?" sweetness dripped out of her mouth like honey out of a jar.
At first, he stared in shock at her, and his eyes widened at her sudden change in moods. But as the words seeped in his mind, his eyes grew narrow and he ground his teeth at her and turned his head to watch the trees fly by.
He instantly grew bored of the view and groped around his feet for his laptop.
Where's the damn compu-
He groaned in anguish and realization he left it in his office at KaibaCorp. He watched the trees again, this time trying to figure out what kind they were.
"What's the matter Kaiba? Can't find your laptop to rescue you?"
He watched her face turn into a smug expression and opened her mouth to speak again, but Kaiba lifted his hand to gesture silence.
"Don't even ask 'where are we going?' because I will hurt you"
Turning her head to the ceiling of the car, she smirked at her thoughts.
"No you wouldn't"
"Why wouldn't I?"
If looks could kill, Leigha would probably be dead. Seto was sending her his deadliest glare as he watched her shift around, and finally stop in a position. She was facing him, her legs outstretched across the seat, feet nearly touching his thigh, arms folded neatly across her chest, and that smug, sly, vexing expression on her face. A cunning smirk and a quirked perfect eyebrow. He had a sudden urge to wipe that perfect face off of her, with a good slap. But refrained from doing so, it would just result in insignificant quarreling, and probably a slap in return on his part.
Instead, he turned to face out the window with a scowl. Silently praying they would reach the destination soon.
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"Whoa…"
Leigha made her way through the fairly long hall, stopping only once when she came across a very similar painting to the one in the restaurant Seto and she had visited not long before.
The painting was smaller, and the same people were in it, but this time the two were not in a dip, they were dancing. The man's hand was on the women's waist and the other hand was in hers. She could almost hear the serene music playing in her ears as she stared at the painting. Again, the artist did a superb job in capturing the very feeling of the couple gliding across the ballroom floor. Obviously, this was more modern comparing to the Egyptian dynasty painting at the restaurant.
The women had a very light blue gown on; almost silver in the moon's light behind them as it made the dress glitter. You could only see her back as the cut dipped low down her spine in a 'V' and finally flaring out across and sweeping in motion to the waltz. The man was hidden behind the magnificent dress, but you could still make out his dark tuxedo with a white rose pinned to his chest.
Leigha was ripped from her thoughts as a large hand was dropped on her shoulder. She turned around to meet navy eyes. He cleared his throat and regarded her with a frown as he began talking.
"It seems as though there is only one bed, unless you prefer to sleep on the couch"
He shifted his gaze to the rather uncomfortable looking sofa to his right. Leigha followed his line of eyesight as it also landed on the roguish looking gray couch. She shuddered visibly at the thought of sleeping on that filthy thing and turned her attention back to Kaiba in front of her.
"I-…"
She thought of something to say, but nothing came to mind. She'd be damned if she ever had to sleep on a dirty couch, even if it meant sharing a bed with Kaiba. Even if he was extremely handsome and visibly well built under the long flowing trench coats, she wouldn't be caught in the same bed with him on her choice, especially not now of all times, after he dragged her through countless crowds of people through the sidewalk.
She sighed in defeat and nodded silently, since it really wasn't her choice that the couch decided to be against her tonight and any other night she would have to spend here. Besides, it wouldn't hurt to sleep with Kaiba would it? And she would be sure to set boundaries for Kaiba so he wouldn't roll over; accidentally he would probably insist, to her side of the bed.
"Fine," she sighed.
As much as she hated to share a bed with a man, she had also grown to tolerate the otherwise known ruthless CEO. Leigha was mostly afraid of men, but something about him had always caused her to ease her coldness and be a bit warm to the businessman. It was mostly due to the early encounters of him saving her life a few times from that insufferable oaf, Mitchell. The man still made a chill crawl up her spine.
"Leigha"
A cough distracted her once again from her thoughts and she looked up and noticed he wasn't in front of her. She looked around her wildly until she noticed him in front of a door down the hall to her right.
His tall frame was leaning against the frame of the door as he smirked at her dazed state.
"Dinner should be ready. You're probably hungry."
He left the door's frame and returned to the kitchen in a swift motion.
Leigha stood there for a moment. He had just assumed that she was hungry, after dragging her all the way from KaibaCorp.
"For your information, I'm not hungry!"
She shouted to the kitchen, and her arms tense at her sides. Her stomach protested against her and gave a loud rumble. She closed her eyes and sighed, everything was starting to go against her today. She started to walk towards the kitchen, curious and eager to what Kaiba had cooked or got someone to cook for a meal.
"I thought you said you weren't hungry"
The first thing she heard was Seto Kaiba's sarcastic voice when she entered the kitchen. He sat at the round table in the middle with a cleaned plate in front of him with some type of meat and a newspaper in front of his face. A cup of coffee it seemed was also in front of him, the warm steam rising from the porcelain mug.
"I changed my mind"
Leigha made her way over to the counter, where a plate of meat was sitting. Only one piece was left, and since Leigha didn't eat red meat, she was praying that it was some type of fish of sorts.
"Halibut"
He said out of no where. Leigha spun and regarded him with a confused expression, yes she knew what Halibut was, but what confused her was that he knew she hated red meat and preferred fish. Perhaps it was a coincidence they had it, but she would be sure to tell him her eating habits, she was lucky this round. She turned her attention back to the tempting fish and picked up the plate to walk to the table where her boss was seated.
The silence was deafening. He was reading his newspaper in silence, undoubtedly the business section, without a sound, and Leigha was eating her fish. Her chewing was annoying to herself in the silence. She was about to start conversation when Seto spoke up.
"I guess you won't need to bother yourself about watching Mokuba"
He sneered and lowered the paper a little to look at her startled expression. He smirked at her and rose the paper again to continue his reading this time moving on the ads.
"I suppose not"
She looked at him with a curious face before lowering her head again and continued to eat her fish. A little bit at a time. He constant scraping on the plate to pick up every piece that was forgotten sounded like fingernails on the chalkboard and Seto winced every time he heard it.
"Must you insist on making that abhorrent sound?"
He glared at her through the top of the paper; she immediately stopped and apologized under her breath.
After a relatively long sigh, Leigha stood up from her chair and made her way over to the sink to wash her dish, but picked up Kaiba's along the way. He watched her through the corner of his eye, wash the plates and plate them on the rack to dry. After she finished she placed her hands on the counter and turned her head a little to speak to Kaiba.
"Kaiba, could I retire to the bedroom, I'm feeling a little exhausted"
He looked at her curiously before turning back his paper, there wasn't anything particularly interesting in there anymore, he wouldn't dare look at her if it meant having another one of his urges again.
"Yes, the room is down the hall from here, first door on your right, would you like me to escort you?"
He turned to face her despite the feeling in his gut again and noticed the scowl on her face and turned her nose into the air.
He closed his newspaper and chuckled as walked out of the kitchen, without a backward glance at her as her turned right to go to the den to watch some television.
Leigha started walking down the hall to her new room; indeed the room was the first door on her right. She started muttering to herself with words like "good-for-nothing boss, arrogant man, sarcastic freak" but gasped as she reached the middle of the rather large bedroom.
Dark blue curtains draped across the large window, only letting in small rays of moonlight across the floor. The bed was made for two, just as he had said, with white sheets and a fluffy velvety comforter. To her left was a large cherry dresser to match the wood on the bed, and to her right was a cherry desk with a leather chair sitting behind it. Next to the bed was a bookshelf, with books, and a nightstand with a lamp dimly lit.
Leigha let a grin spread across her face as she walked over to the bed and collapsed in the soft covers. Only a few minutes later, Leigha was pajamas she found in the dresser and climbed into bed, forgetting that she had to share it with a rather presumptuous CEO.
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Sigh
Seto sat on the most uncomfortable couch he could ever fabricate. He must have shifted his position more than 30 times on the damn thing. He had started to flip through channels now that the show he had started to watch was over. His eyelids had grown increasingly heavy throughout the night, and he didn't know if he wanted to share a bed with the stubborn, but otherwise gorgeous, employee of his, that he had literally dragged here.
"Where in the hell did this thing come from anyway?"
He shifted positions yet again. Finally he gave up and rose from the agonizing couch to start walking to the bedroom he would be sharing with Leigha for a few days.
The door creaked open as he stepped in a noticed a lump in the middle of the bed. He walked over to the large bed and leaned down to see what was taking up most of it.
She looked peaceful, a serene expression on her face compared to all the others she usually wore. She lay in a slight ball. The comforters barely draped across her lithe form in the middle of the bed. Her chest rising and falling as steady breaths escaped her lips.
Seto let out another sigh and looked around the room, trying to look for something to help him in his dilemma. His eyelids again growing heavy as he tried to stay awake.
Leigha would probably hate him for it later, but Seto was tired, and needed sleep. He picked up her small body bridal style and placed her gently on her side of the bed. Well, not her side, but the side she would be using. Leigha only made a small noise that sounded like a groan in Seto's adventure to try and get some sleep. She twisted in the sheets and sighed, when she met a comfortable position on the right side of the bed.
Seto sighed again, and made his way over to the dresser to get his pajamas out of the drawer of the cherry dresser. When he noticed they were gone, he inwardly groaned and just decided he would sleep in his boxers, he'd done it before, but not with a women in the bed with him. He hesitated a little as he unzipped his pants and stepped out of them to drape the slacks across his leather chair.
He quietly walked across the room again and crawled underneath the covers to finally get to sleep. He didn't notice that Leigha had changed positions again, and was inching her way again to the middle of the bed, and extremely close to a sleeping Seto.
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Yeah..I'll update with another chapter tomorrow hopefully. Things are about to get a BIT more interesting.
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