"It seems some people have introduced themselves to the new student a little early haven't they Mr.Ishtar?"
They broke the kiss unwillingly and turned to the homeroom teacher. Haruna touched her lips softly and turned her eyes to Marik momentarily. He was panting, boring her with his magnificent lavender eyes. Part of her wanted to jump all over him again, devouring his wonderful scent and the amazing taste of his sweet lips.
Everyone was staring at the classroom front. The teacher addressed her as their new classmate, with all the formalities involved. Boys sighed and ogled at her endlessly, admiring her lovely features and cool, smooth personality. But every part of her was grateful as the teacher decided to have Marik take her to all her classes "Since it is so obvious the two of you get along so well." The class laughed.
The minutes seemed like a haze as she slid through the periods of the day. From then on, she had discovered that all of her classes had Kaiba in them. But since homeroom, she was able to avoid all contact with him.
Five days passed since the incident, she noticed since then, Kaiba was never around. He was staying a lot later at the office, and he growled at her every time they passed each other. Mokuba wanted to know what was going on, he begged Haruna not to be mad at his brother. "I wanted us to be a family! Families don't fight." She couldn't help but feel guilty when the boy would cry to her. But she didn't want to make up, or even talk to him. But part of her was aching for him just to scream again, anything to get things back to normal for Mokuba's sake.
The only things that bought her some relief were her new friends. Everyone was bubbly and joyous; they always laughed and acted so care free. At times though, Yugi seemed to change. When he dueled seriously, his voice deepened, and he became much taller. When ever this happened, she couldn't help but be scared of him. Her whole body would become jittery and she flinched constantly. Only when he returned to normal, was she more calm and at ease with him.
It was finally Friday, the school week coming to a close. Her lungs filled with laughter as she became better and better friends with Yugi and his gang. Tea, the brunette that gave her funny looks before, had become much sweeter suddenly, realizing that there was nothing between Haruna and Yugi. The blonde Mai Valentine whispered in her ear "Those two have been close for so long…she gets jealous of any girl that looks his way. She won't admit it, but she is in for him real deep."
"Like you are with our Joey, huh Mai?" Tea hissed back from the other side of Haruna. Mai's face turned a deep shade of red as Haruna stifled a laugh while they continued down the hall. But then her eyes followed to Marik again, and the remembrance of that sexy, enchanting kiss.
"Haruna? Earth to Haruna!!!!!"
"Oh! Sorry, what did you say?" she shook her head and tried to refocus all her thoughts.
"I asked why you would be living with Seto Kaiba in the first place." Serenity's sweet child-like voice called from Tea's side.
At this question, the entire group, even the boys started to look at her. Some of them looked totally bewildered at the idea; others seemed to have a murderous look about their eyes. She swallowed nervously and started to become suddenly interested in staring at the ground. Her tongue grazed her lips nervously as she fought with herself to create a lie, or tell her friends the truth. "You probably don't want to hear my sob story, all you have to really know is that I work for him and hate him. There is nothing between us."
They all nodded in approval, thinking it was for the better not to invade her privacy. Joey looked like he was going to scream, but Mai slapped her hand over his mouth and Serenity put a loving hand on her brother's shoulder. Marik though, started to slink back a little from the other boys and to Haruna's side. Soon the other girls picked up from this and moved a little faster towards their lockers for the end of the day.
She felt her body fill with the same sensation as before. His mesmerizing warmth and aura danced around her. Her eyes moved up his arm as her rested on her shoulder, he laid his face down in her hair again, kissing it and nuzzling her scent. All of her body became hot as he moved in closer and closer to her. "Do you still want to go out with me tomorrow? I-I was going to ask you to in the first place, when the time seemed a little better. B-But when I saw him hurting you in that manner, I wanted to step in. I had to step in..."He stood still and waited for her to speak. "So will you?"
She stopped short. The air started to move in and out of her lungs quickly. Part of her screamed to say yes, but another part was dying for no. What would Seto say if you went? Why do you care what that ass Kaiba thinks in the first place? Marik is here and now!
"Of course I want to go with you," she said after awhile, "I…just wasn't sure if that was just for show or…"
He turned to her on a dime and cupped her face with his smooth hands. The space between suddenly became smaller and their faces almost touched. He held her tightly to him, making the books she was carrying fall from her arms. She swung her arms around his neck and gave him a heated kiss. All she had pent up until now became unleashed onto him as he pulled her in closer and deeper. Part of her didn't know what she was actually doing; the action seemed more like instinct.
After what seemed endless, he pulled away leaving her to whimper slightly. He panted and rested his forehead on hers while saying "This feels familiar doesn't it?"
Haruna gasped slightly as he said that. How could he have known that? It felt like such a crazy idea to her. But somehow, he knew just as well as he did. "Yeah…could you explain that to me?"
"Today, come to the museum. My sister Isis works there and will explain everything you need to know." The request seemed odd but she agreed. "Excellent, come today and we can still have our date together at the museum on Saturday." He caressed his lips against hers once more. "Till than, goodbye my lover."
Haruna pulled away as she watched him waltz down the hallway in a dreamy state. His eyes were glistened over with joy as hers was. She touched her lips again. Everything seemed to be going so incredibly fast.
She groaned and banged her locker shut. Her entire life was shaping and moving at a numbing pace. What ever control she had over her actions was taken by someone else; fate. Was it fate that led her to Kaiba? Did destiny make her fall in love with Marik? No, those were childish things to think, no one can make you do that.
The school yard seemed to whisper in the autumn wind. Most of everyone had already left, and she was preparing herself for another five-mile hike. Her target was to beat her last time and met up with Marik in the main part of the city.
"Don't waste my time and get in the car."
Haruna spun around to see Kaiba again. His arms were crossed and he was glaring right at her. She bit her lip and stared back at him, clenching her fist and growling lowly. His patience was wearing thin; he stomped towards her and in a swift motion, swung her over his shoulder. She squealed in panic and pounded her fists on his back. He growled again in frustration and quickly threw her into the limousine he had waiting for them. She shot up and yelled at him "What the hell was that for?!"
"For being such a bitch to me before." He snarled back. Even though his voice was above a whisper, it was bitter and spiteful. "I don't know what you were thinking my dear Miss Takasugi, but I sure as hell didn't like it one bit."
"And I don't like you one damn bit! I wanted to make friends with out you interfering! Damn it Kaiba! If I have to stay with you, I want a social life! I am freaking sixteen!" her throat was hoarse from screaming at him. Through out the entire session, he had remained totally calm and unmoved. He sat like a stone, his legs crossed and his hands in his lap. "You sure as hell know how to pick your friends; a stupid child, a loser, a thief and a maniac…a bunch of freaks."
"I like those freaks! They're my friends!"
"I don't like them! Personally, they don't like me either!"
"I wonder why…"
"Shut up for a minute you stupid tart." She was actually shocked he called her that. "What I'm saying is I don't want you near them, especially that Marik."
Her hands had a death grip on the seats "Why?! Are you jealous that I found some one who is not controlling and crazy like you?!"
Slap. The back side of his hand slammed across her face and turned it at an angle. A Single tear formed in her eye above the hit-mark. Her lower lip quivered slightly from the pain in her face. No one in her life had ever hit her like that.
Before she knew it, Kaiba had pulled her tightly to his chest. His hands caressed her head and hair, very gently. He left tender kisses on her forehead, his voice was hushed and in a purr. "When you were gone that morning, I felt I was going to die. There was so much pain in my heart…I couldn't bare to think in anything happened to you! Maybe I should show it more, but I really love you Haruna." His hands were on either side of her face, gingerly making her look up into his eyes.
She had never seen someone like this, so full of compassion and love. Why couldn't he be like this before? Show his emotion in a less harsh way? His touch was so cold and soft, her body started to shiver. But she loved it. She loved the control he had over her, the way his touch made her numb. "Anything I do Haruna, is for you. All I ever do is for you. I'm only saying to stay away to protect you."
He wasn't lying.
Haruna couldn't bear to keep looking at him, her whole body felt torn. She was willing to love Kaiba, but she felt obligated to Marik. What was happening to her? Why couldn't she make up her own mind anymore?
She willingly brought her lips up to him, sealing his mouth in a delicate, yet powerful kiss. He was surprised at first, but brushed the tips of his fingers across her face and placed it on the back of her neck, deepening the kiss. His lips were chilling, like the taste of sweet-snow on a hot summer day. It made them more tempting, more desirable. Her kiss became hungrier, pulling him in deeper and harder. And he feed her want, fulfilled her craving and seemed to beg for more.
What was happening to her? Love the enemy, or want the Instinct?
