Notes: Yes, the tone took a huge downfall from the humorous stage. I warned you ((singsong))
Anyway, this one is lighter and not so much dark, more…light. I might go a bit more into her past, but all that really hardcore dark is pretty much taken care of in the past chapter. I kind of want you guys to figure out where this might lead to, but it'll be obvious if I pull another 9 pager. Ugh.
I'm working on rewriting the first chapters as of now, they probably won't be posted back up until I finish this story, and that's still PRETTY far ahead. I haven't even gotten the LEAST of where I want to go. I also changed the rating, I don't know, if you guys…never mind. I'll ask about it later. Nn;;
But other than that, here's the next chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own YGO, if I did, it wouldn't be uncut and there would be romance, and my OC would be in it. HAHAHAHAHA! ((Hack cough)) Okay, not doing that again.
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Leigha lay on the bed wide-awake. Ever since Seto came to see what she was screaming about, she couldn't fall back asleep. She didn't want to. The screams still ringing through her ears and senses, it was like she was there again. A lone tear slipped by and she angrily wiped it away and turned on her back in a fit to try and rest. She closed her eyes and sighed.
Why me?
She opened her eyes and focused on the dark blue canopy above her, not paying attention to who was walking in the room or what was happening around her. Her body was still, but trembled every now and then as memories flew across her mind.
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Seto had been at the computer for nearly 4 hours now. Leigha had been sleeping, from what he thought, and he had been going into her private information about her life. Definitely information that she would do anything to keep from his eyes.
He came across a few more matches about her attempts, and the rape scene in a few different perspectives, and more information about her father. Perspectives were from different people; he didn't find one that told him what she thought about what she went through. Each interview was from somebody at the institution that was helping her, or doctors that took care of her at the hospital. Few were with her mother, and she gave very few answers to the questions they asked her. But Leigha at an institution?
That came off as a bit of a surprise for Seto.
Sure, she had a temper problem and the suicide attempt. But in his eyes, Seto was a lot worse with his temper than Leigha, he hadn't necessarily attempted suicide, but he had thought about it occasionally when he was still in the clutches of his adoptive father. But what he thought was only his opinion, but wasn't his opinion what mattered most?
Yes.
Seto cupped his chin in thought and narrowed his eyes as he continued reading and taking in information about the girl's past. Maybe the answers he wanted, needed, were things he had to ask her himself. It could possibly kill this itch he had had to understand her.
He stood up from his chair and left the kitchen with an open laptop, all the information on screen, waiting to be found again. The screen giving off a small glow in the dimly lit kitchen to join the sun's small rays coming from the small windows.
He walked down the hall and to the bedroom where Leigha was staring outside at the window, and then turned on her back again. With a smirk on his face he walked over to the bed and lay down on the soft comforter beneath him.
Leigha looked quickly to her side and saw Seto on his back, gazing up at nothing. She mumbled under her breath and let out an annoyed sigh.
Not again, she inwardly groaned and turned to face the sky again.
Seto's hands were behind his head and he was gazing above him, he knew she saw him, but thoughts were running across his mind about what he saw on the computer. He wanted to ask her about it, but figured it was not a good time since she was sleeping.
But now that she wasn't…was it a good time to ask now? So soon after her outburst, was it really wise to risk another? He decided to take that risk.
"Leigha" he whispered softly.
This caught her attention and she turned her head abruptly to face him again, surprised at his soft words coming from such a harsh mouth. He had a thoughtful expression on his face, his eyebrows furrowed and a frown.
"Can I ask you something?"
She was not expecting that and her expression proved it. Usually Seto just forced information out of someone. She looked at him in disbelief and then rolled over so she was facing him directly, a puzzled expression now on her pretty face as she watched him slightly turn his head to watch her.
"Yes" she whispered as Seto turned his face back to the canopy, watching the folds turn into ripples in the dark blue cloth as the wind blew across the room from the open window.
Funny, he thought, I don't remember opening the window.
"What happened to you? Before…" he trailed off and let the sentence hang in the tense air. He took a quick glance at her to see her reaction.
She was staring right at him slowly dropping her gaze, but she wasn't focused on anything in particular. A misty haze was in her eyes as memories were brought back again. She sighed and closed her eyes; they flew open again at a warm hand on her shoulder. She watched Seto closely for any irritation, anger, impatience, coldness, but there was none. He was holding concern and his eyes looked warm and soft as he stared into her distraught face.
Her nose stung at the tears threatening to spill again. Seto was showing her kindness and concern for her state. She never would have expected that from anyone but her mother. And this comingfrom her boss, Seto Kaiba? She averted her eyes and turned her nose down to look at anything but that face.
"I'm sorry," he was cold and distant again, as his warm hand was lifted from her shoulder in haste, a cold feeling made her shiver. He turned his head to glare at the ceiling blocked by the dark blue cloth.
"No," she shook her head and took his retreating hand in both of hers and looked up sadly at him. "You didn't do anything wrong."
He looked back down into her shimmering green eyes. Tears inching their way over her cheeks. He let his features soften again at her touch and face, and watched her. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, preparing to tell him why she was the way she was and what happened in her past.
"I've had…" she laughed nervously and let go of his hand as she turned her head down before finishing, "a memorable past."
"What, if I may ask, happened in your past?" he placed his warm hand on her arm in an attempt to urge her to continue.
He knew what happened, he just needed to hear it from her mouth, take in her side of the story. He had read it many times from other people, now it was her turn to speak.
She looked back up at him and knew there was some kind of thought that was going through his head. She grabbed his hand off her arm, watching him as he made no sign of taking it back. It fit comfortably in her own and she placed her other hand on top of his. She looked at her poor effort to assure him and forced a small smile at the tangle of hands and fingers.
"I know you want an explanation for why I did that today," she looked back up at him and a few tears fell down her cheek, "it's hard."
"You don't have to explain I-…I understand," he sat up in the bed and looked ahead and Leigha sat up as well but watched him silently and she nodded her head a few more tears running down her face.
"If you ever do want to talk," he paused a moment, mulling over in his head why he would tell her this, "I'm willing to be there to-to help you."
He took a long sigh when he received no reaction and started his motion to stand up but Leigha caught him off guard. She threw her arms around his neck and startled him to freeze on the bed.
This time, he made no move to push her away from him as she sobbed into his chest. He slowly wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly to his body, letting her tears wet his shirt.
"It's-I'm- I don't know what to do!" she hiccuped and released her arms slowly from around his neck and slowly slid them down to the front of his shirt where she firmly clutched at the soft fabric. It was hard for her to find a firm grasp; the feeling in her was weak. She held the cloth in between her hands and fingers as hard as she could as she let tears fall from her eyes and soak into his shirt.
When he felt her arms loosen around his neck and grasp at his shirt he pressed her closer to him and rested his chin on the top of her head. He slowly rubbed at the middle of her back remembering what he had done to Mokuba when he woke from a nightmare and came running to him in the middle of the night in distress and tears. It worked every time he had done it, would comforting a woman be any different from that?
Her sobs slowly just turned to sniffles but her hands were still holding the shirt in her firm grip. She didn't want to let go because she had never gotten this type of comfort in her life. It was always different when it came from her mother. She had always just placed her in her lap and stroked at her hair and said soft words into her ear.
This was completely different from her mother's type of comfort. She was as close as possible to some guy, her boss, and clutching onto his shirt like her life depended on it and crying into his chest. And him, he was rubbing her back in soothing motions to calm her making no move whatsoever to let go either. It felt…wonderful.
She gingerly lifted her head and looked at his wet shirt and lightly laughed. Seto lifted his head off of hers and looked down into her face. She looked up into his navy pools and let out a small sigh.
"Your shirt got wet from all my crying"
He chuckled lightly and shook his head as he started to loosen his arms from around her but then he felt her tight her grip around his waist. He looked down questionably at her when his hands were resting on her hips.
"Please…don't go," she whispered and tightened her grip around his waist again, pressing her head onto his wet shirt.
He sighed again and wrapped his arms protectively around her body, holding her and nuzzling his face in her hair. The warmth emitting off of her form was enticing, and her unique scent was intoxicating. The feeling she was giving him caused a tingle to strike his spine and run up and down as fast as lightening. He tightened his arms around her more; his desire for her was reaching the peak and he didn't know how much more he could handle. He needed every part of her to be against him, to feel her.
What the hell? He mentally slapped himself.
No, no, no and no. 1) He shouldn't be thinking about those types of things 2) She was just crying and was seeking comfort 3) She is an employee, employer and employee relationships usually don't work and 4) She probably wouldn't want to do that with him anyway.
"Are you hungry?" he managed to ask to shake the thoughts from his head.
She lessened her grip on his waist a little and raised her head to look at him strangely, he looked back at her with an expression she could not place, but she rewarded him with a heart-warming small smile and slightly shook her head.
"No, I think I'm…" again her stomach gave its protest and let out a small rumble. She groaned and finally nodded her head in agreement to free her of this emptiness in her stomach. She didn't loosen her grip any further than she had, and Seto made no movement to release his arms from around her.
Neither of them knew why.
But it was getting too comfortable, for the both of them.
"Err, Kaiba?"
"Hmm?"
"You can let go of me now, I'm fine."
"I was waiting for you to let go of me."
"Fine."
The two didn't make any moves to let go, so Leigha asked the first thing that came to her mind that would solve the problem they were facing.
"On three?"
"What?"
"We let go on three at the same time."
Seto didn't say anything for a while, but she felt him nod his head in silent agreement and she took a deep breath.
"One."
"Two."
"Three."
They both let go just as planned after she said three and felt an immediate lack of warmth on their skin.
A rush of emotions filtered through both their bodies after they had let go neither of them knowing exactly how to deal with them. A whole new experience for them both, but these new feelings excited new sensations, both of them particularly willing to do anything to feel those sensations again.
Leigha sat cross-legged in the mass of blankets and her hands placed neatly on her finding the blankets surrounding her mildly interesting and a small pink brushed across her cheeks and nose. Seto sat on his legs and his arms hanging loosely at his sides, watching and waiting for any movement from Leigha.
Seto was the first to break the silence as he stood up and off the bed and looked directly at Leigha's green eyes. She was still sitting in the bed surrounded by a mass of blankets and comforters and lifted her head quickly to look at him as he stood up slowly before her.
"A meal should be ready in a few minutes"
He turned around swiftly and walked out the bedroom door, and Leigha watched until he turned the corner and was out of her sight. She let out a long sigh and walked towards the kitchen in the small light left over from the sunset.
How long was I asleep?
She stumbled a bit through the door and rubbed her eyes and let out a long yawn. Slowly she walked to the pot of warm coffee and poured herself a cup to ease her shivering for the oncoming cold night. Her shivers were soon relaxed when the warm coffee made its way down her throat, and made her eyes close and toes curl in satisfaction.
She opened her eyes and noticed a glow coming off of Seto's work laptop on the kitchen table. The coffee cup still in her hands, she quietly stepped to the laptop, careful not to make any noise possible to make Seto come in the kitchen in suspicion.
The laptop was giving off a small glow from the screen and was illuminating the kitchen in a bright blue and white light. She carefully made her way over to the screen, to see what Seto had been doing.
As soon as she saw all of her information on the screen, a burn of anger and disappointment flooded through her. On the screen was her past, including her rape, attempted suicide, and witnessed crash. She couldn't believe it. Seto had gone through her personal life to satisfy what? His knowledge and to ridicule her? She was just starting to tolerate the damn guy, maybe even like him for what he did back in the bedroom. She was starting to trust him, when she hardly trusted any. He ruined it, in such a short amount of time.
'There's one for the record books' she thought bitterly.
Her coffee cup grew hotter in her hands as she clutched in tightly in her anger, it burned her delicate skin and she let it fall from her hands to get away from the heat and let it fall to the ground and end in a loud crash. The porcelain shattered all across the ground and she let a small gasp of shock escape her. A puddle of steaming brown spilled all over the white tile. Amazingly the puddle grew in front of Leigha's eyes until it looked like an abyss of darkness in the floor that was waiting for her to jump into.
She blinked a few times and looked back at her mess, the puddle was small and splatters were all over the floor. She was imagining things; things couldn't grow in size without adding to it.
She slowly walked over to the laptop, and heard fast pounding steps getting louder towards the kitchen. She was interrupted from her daze when Seto barged in.
"What was that!"
He was gripping on the frame of the door to stop himself from flying into the kitchen from his beeline to the kitchen. Half of his body was leaning and already inside and his feet planted firmly on the outside.
Leigha jerked her head towards him and regarded him with a glare. She watched his worried expression turn into surprise and confusion when he noticed her sitting in front of his laptop and looking angrily at him.
Shit.
She didn't say a word and turned back to the laptop and stared at the pictures, of the lies, of everything before her. They had no idea what it was like and they thought they could just…reveal her. And Seto thought, no her boss, thought he could just go and invade her privacy like he owned her.
She stood up abruptly and walked over with her chin held high to Seto. He was switching his gazes from her, to his laptop, to the shattered mug on the ground, to her again, but was too late to realize anything when her hand was swept fiercely across his cheek.
His head was thrown to the side from the force behind the slap. His eyes wide with shock when he turned back to look at her face. They were shedding tears but she was scowling at him, with a glare that could make anyone run and hide in fear. But Seto only watched her, stared at her in disbelief.
"How could you?" she managed through clenched teeth, as her face was only an inch from his.
He could feel her hot breath on his face as she stood before him before she pushed him aside and walked through the door and strode to the entrance.
Immediately Seto rushed after her and grabbed her upper arm before she could get out the door, she turned her head to look at him angrily and shrug her arm away from his grip. But she couldn't get away from his hold and started to pry his fingers away from her arm.
"Let go!"
"No, not until you listen to me!" he tightened his grip on her arm and she winced visibly.
"Why should I? You didn't even ask me if you could go through my personal life!" she started to squirm away but he pulled her closer.
"Let me explain" he was more calm in his persuasion to get Leigha to understand.
"No! I started to trust you, you broke that trust in nothing flat!" she tried once more to get him to let go, but his hold was firm and she was not going anywhere. "There's one to add to the record books you heartless bastard," she added bitterly as she let her thought slip off her tongue and hurt the CEO.
She gasped right after she said it and closed her eyes tightly and turned away from his blank face. She regretted saying it, but he deserved it didn't he? She was blinded by her rage and let it get the best of her and hurt the person who just comforted her in her time of need.
"I- I'm s-sorry," she stammered through her tears. "I- I didn't mean it I was-"
His grip loosened without hesitation and he let go of her arm to let his fall limply to his side, his face expressionless. His eyes wide and staring at nothing but air, and all feeling had washed away as those last two words stung at his heart, or lack thereof in her eyes.
She swallowed and reached out to touch his arm, she was still angry, but felt immensely guilty for saying that. She wanted him to feel bad for hurting her; she didn't want to feel bad for hurting him.
Seto shrank away from her touch and closed his eyes, to let fear rush over her and more guilt at his action. She tried to step to him to stop but with every step she took to get close, Seto took one back away from her almost leading her back into the house, but she didn't realize, at least not fast enough.
Seto's last step lead him and Leigha back to the bedroom where she finally understood what he was planning, and her worry and concern was replaced with surprise and anger. She widened her eyes at his smirk, and then glared. She turned on her heel and went for the door of the bedroom, but Seto was quicker.
Seto reached the door in no more than three strides and locked then door. Leigha froze mid-step and watched Seto stand in front of the door with his arms crossed and a cold look in his eyes.
"You're not going anywhere," it came out flat when he meant to be playful.
"What?" she took a step back, "you can't possibly keep me locked in here!"
"I can and I will"
Seto took one more step towards her but she stood still to the spot, which she immediately regretted, he reached out for her arm, and finding no protests, pulled her closer to his frame where he wrapped his arms possessively around her.
She stood stiff against him not understanding what he was doing.
"Wha-What are you doing?" the words were muffled in his shirt as he held her tighter, not ever wanting to let go.
"Let me explain"
"What? Why should I?" she snapped, "it's clear to me what you were planning."
"What?" he moved her away so he could see into her face, "what do you think I was planning?"
"To ridicule me once you found my weak spot," she turned her head away to look at anything but those flashing blue eyes, but Seto grabbed her chin and made her stare back into them and made her knees feel weak under her, "though there are many points."
She didn't expect what she got out of Seto, and she took in complete surprise. Seto let out a whole-hearted laugh as she stood there in shock. Leigha stared with wide eyes and watched him laugh. She narrowed her eyes finally when he had finished and waited for him to look at her.
"What's so funny?"
"You honestly believe that?" a perfect eyebrow rose in amusement.
He didn't get an answer, but by the look on her face he could tell that she was pointing all arrows to 'yes'.
"As 'heartless' as it may seem I may be," he took a breath and guilt once again washed over Leigha as she glanced at the ground, but Seto raised her head again and continued, "I would never do that to anyone, especially you."
She snorted but studied him and realized he was being sincere. She softened her glare and wriggled her arms from her sides and wrapped them around his waist in return to his hold.
"Why me?"
Leigha's eyes sparkled with unshed tears and Seto raised his hand to touch her cheek. She closed her eyes as she felt his fingers graze her jaw line and then follow to the corners of her mouth where they lingered for a moment and then retreated back. She opened her eyes as she could no longer feel his fingers and Seto's hardened eyes had become soft and showed an emotion she had yet to see.
Before Seto could stop himself, he was inching his head closer to her face and the last thing he saw were Leigha's green eyes flashing in challenge before his lips closed over hers hungrily in a fierce kiss.
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Notes: BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!
I'll let that hang there for the next update.
SO, it wasn't a nine pager but it's long enough for you guys right? Reviews are what kept me going guys, maybe if I get more, I'll update sooner and make it longer as well.
I wanted to update today before I head out. I won't get to start the next chapter until tomorrow, cos I'm going to the beach WHOO! Happy 4th of July my lovelies! Ta!
RESPONSES TO REVIEWS!
Celest4 Thank you! Yeah, I didn't mean to make her past so dark, it just kind of wrote itself. Most of it was based on how people feel about different situations. Though a have no experience, I can only imagine the hardships that people like that could have gone through. And yes, the bed and newspaper were meant to be on humor, and the 10th chapter did take a huge dive in tone. N.n Anywho thanks for the review!
Xxamber-drakinixX Hope Seto is nicer enough in this chapter! N.n Hehe, thanks for the review and all your nice comments! Enjoy the cookie! ((Sweatdrop))
XXRoseGoddess874Xx: Thanks! Yes, I did read some of your stories. Some of your plots were very good, I enjoyed them. ((Smiles))
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