"Miss Takasugi, where do you want your suitcase?" the butler asked her with a grave, meek expression.
Haruna slowly turned her attention towards the doorway of the Kaiba guest room, or better now her room. She didn't let her body move with her head as she faced him, it was still very rigid and still. Her eyes were cold and harsh, almost unfeeling except to the feelings of hatred and anger. But instead of a violent act on the poor man she sighed and mumbled heavily "Where ever…I don't care anyway."
The butler, Niles, let out a gentle huff as he placed the duffle bag on the carpeted ground. "There should be plenty of room in the amour and closet for your things Miss. If you need anything, my room is just down the hall to your right. And as I have said, I am Niles."
He started slowly towards the exit, but turned on his heel to speak again. "Please try to get along with elder Master Kaiba Miss. He is quite the young noble when he wants to be, but he just…"
"Sure…He's about as gentle as a damn brillo pad, and as sweet as a poisonous serpent. Please leave, Sir."
Niles sighed with some small distress before leaving and closing the door behind him. Haruna then spun around to the window. She could not help but chastise herself for the poor decision she had made. Stuck in this damn house with that monster Kaiba, doing as he pleases. The thought made her shiver in fear: What could he want from me? I have nothing to offer.
But what can I even do now? She thought to herself quietly. Will I ever see my dad again? Would I ever get to go home? See my friends and all my loved ones?
She couldn't shake off that desperate, helpless look that Kotaru gave her as he was pried away from his only child. The scene constantly played in her vision over and over again. Would this nightmare end for her?
Kaiba had come for her early that same morning, leaving her little or no time to pack or even say goodbye to anyone. They came outside together, Kotaru clutching her bag and hand tightly in his grip. He didn't know when he would get this chance to again. Haruna could detect the faint, salty smell of tears in his eyes; it broke her heart to see him like this. He was always so strong, dignified, the kind of man that would let no one know he was in any form of pain. But there was not much else they could do was there?
They stopped at the edge of the driveway and faced each other, trembling with hurt and sorrow. Kotaru pulled her in for a deep, tight hug goodbye. She watched his lips quiver as he whispered to her softly "I lost your mother years ago…I can't stand loosing you now Sweetie."
Before she could even speak, Kaiba stepped up, growling menacingly. "Don't make me wait Onna…"
He pulled her sharply by the arm and snatched the bag away from Kotaru. His iron grip held her tightly against his chest, but gave her enough room to see the great look of despair on her father's face. At that moment, she felt her body go numb and the pit of fear in her stomach swell like a hot air balloon. "I'll be keeping in touch Takasugi."
If Kaiba was another guy, she would have ripped his heart out with out a second thought about it. But the feeling of his weight pressed down on her body intimidated her slightly, and his towering height gave her the feeling of small helplessness as his head reached over her neck. Why did he do this to her? How could this prick possibly over power her like this?
The next thing she new, Haruna was being dragged along by the man she most despised in this lifetime to his limo and to go live in his house. He practically tossed her inside, making her groan in pain. She scrambled to the back window in order to see her father for the last time. It made her heart ache even more.
Kotaru was standing in the middle of the road, sobbing for all the pain that he had been holding back thus far. His face was tear-soaked slowly faded in the distance as they drove away to Domino City. Why couldn't she stop all this? Just cry out "No" or anything? How could she do this…to everyone?
Good-bye Dad, let's hope not forever. Good-bye Lily Park, good-bye Tokyo, maybe I'll get to go home one day. But who knows when all that would be? I'm in his hands now, when will he get tired of me and let me go? What will he make me do for him? But then again…How long will this hell last?
She turned away from the window hastily, see couldn't take it anymore. The pain in her heart and mind was too unbearable for her to take right now. Turning towards the bed, she let herself collapse on the unwanted, yet very soft bed. She covered her face with her hands, trying to think of a way out of this damn deal.
"Are you okay Haruna?"
Mokuba was in the door way, peaking in silently to check on her. Haruna leaned up immediately as she heard him call out to her. A small smile for the first in what seemed like a century to her; it was good to finally see a friendly face. She patted a spot on the bed next to her, inviting him to sit. He gladly took the chance and hopped up next to her with a large grin.
Out of all the people here, Mokuba was the only company that she enjoyed the most. The servants here were all soulless wastes that seemed to float around the mansion with non-stop work. She hated Kaiba with a fiery passion and wanted him to burn for the rest of his life. But Mokuba seemed to hold the perfection of innocence; sweet, blissful, naïve purity that made all life seem less gray to live with.
"Hey Tiger! I haven't seen you in age's baby-boy! How have you been?"
He blushed softly. He loved the idea of himself being called "Tiger". But he straightened up, acting big and strong for Haruna while saying "I'm fine Haruna, but are you okay? Do you like your room? I decorated it myself! The blue sheets are my favorite! I hope you like silk! And…"
"Yes! Yes of course I like everything! As a matter of fact, I love blue too! Everything here is perfect thanks to you." She chuckled while ruffling his hair. "And everything is even better now that you're here Tiger."
His cheeks went slightly a shade deeper red and he smiled again. How could a sweet little kid like this be even slightly related to that monster Kaiba? Let alone be his brother. Mokuba was so warm and comforting, like a ray of sunshine had taken a mortal form for the earth. But Kaiba, he was all ice on the inside. So cold, so vicious and stern and…
Well that's not entirely true: She had thought briefly. When I first met him, he was…well, nice to me. And he was also kind, flirtatious, inviting, and had the most beautiful eyes I've ever…
While she was thinking about his brother's eyes, Mokuba got bored and started to wander around the room. "Hey Tiger, why is it you're so different from your brother? I mean…he's all sweet one minute and the next, he's cruel! Is it me or is it just…Tiger?"
She turned over to where he was sitting with her, only to find him gone. Hesitantly, she got up and stepped to the room's boundary with the hall. She didn't want to leave the room, for fear of running into the Master of the House, so she stuck her head out of the door way. Where did that kid go?
"BOO!"
"CHRIST!" Haruna jumped out of her skin and collapsed on the floor, looking up at a hysterically laughing Mokuba. His cheeks were a fully flushed crimson: Bright, warm and absolutely giddy with laughter. He fell beside her through his fits of giggles. She couldn't help but start to laugh too. "T-Tiger," she chuckled, "what were you trying to do…pounce me like a deer?"
Mokuba laughed again sweetly, waving his long shaggy mane of rich black-violet hair. "N-No! I just couldn't help it! You made it all too easy! Ah ha ha ha ha…!"He leaned back further, wild with glee.
She smiled again and matted down his tangled hair slightly, but to no avail. A good laugh was what she needed; it was a way to get rid of some of her troubles for a little while. Maybe this, living with Mokuba and Domino city, could be bearable.
"Mokuba, what are you doing here?"
Almost bearable anyway…
Kaiba stood in the doorway, leaning against the frame while leering at the. His arms were crossed in front and his eyes remained a chilling hue. Haruna felt a growl come up in her throat as he walked in the room. Her muscles began to tense as he came up and stood beside the two of them. "Get off the floor."
Reluctantly, they got up and dusted off. Kaiba's eyes started to wander up and down Haruna's body. She felt his hot gaze boor through her body, making her shiver noticeably.
He smirked widely, and then turned with a smile to Mokuba. It was evil or anything; it was just a small yet comfortable grin. "Hey Mokuba, you think you can leave me and Haruna alone for a minute? I just need to talk with her."
"Alright Seto!" he whipped his arms around his long legs giving a tight squeeze. Then he jumped up to Haruna, giving her a hug as well. She whispered "So long Tiger." to him as her ran out of the room.
Now they were alone.
She moved back to her bed immediately, making a small jump onto the mattress. Kaiba just moved closer to her side and leaned on the bed post. "So…"
"So what Kaiba?"
"So how do you like your new room?"
"Sucks to high-hell."
"That's not what you told Mokuba a minute ago…"Before she could even retort to his statement he answered "I have my little ways."
He moved down next to her, and she moved farther back. But he pinned down her hand, making her look at him. Those eyes were burning her again, and she couldn't stand it. His free hand slowly brushed against her cheek. "You know you weren't this hostile towards me when you knew I was Seto…"
"I didn't realize that 'Seto' was the one who was trying to take my father's company and now holds m prisoner in his house!"
He slammed down his hand and growled menacingly at her "It was your choice as much as mine!" His eyes then became softer suddenly, inching his face closer to her own letting his lips brush against her neck. A lump of shock and fear came up in her throat as he started to feverishly suck, licking and biting her neck. A forbidden moan escaped her lips as he rose up to her ear. "And don't even tell me you don't like this!"
Instantly her back was on the bed and Seto was on top. His mouth met hers with great speed and force before she could even react. This kiss: it was heated, full of unmistakable lust and desire. She could feel his sharp tongue pry open her mouth and massage her own, no part left untouched.
Fear, panic, undeniable emotions jolted up and through her. She tried to push him off desperately, but felt her body go weak and limp underneath him. She wanted to cry from this kiss, but the color of tears only made him think of his eyes. She hated this feeling of vulnerability, how she lost all that pride and strength in his grip. Why her? Why all this now?
Finally he broke the kiss, leaving her to gulp and gas for air like a fish out of water. He released her hands but made their eyes meet by grabbing her chin. "I suggest you better like the idea of staying here Haruna; otherwise our next meeting might get quite 'unpleasant'. You do what I tell you to when I tell you because that was your end of the bargain." He clasped her mouth again with his own, letting his tongue back in by force, making her moan again. When he pulled back he let go entirely, "And I don't like being short dealt in my own game." Then he was gone, leaving her thoughts and her tears unbridled.
God damn him for stealing my first kiss.
