POISON
Pairing: Already up to chapter 10 and I still can't figure it out.
Summary: Alas the break up has been mended, but that's only one of their problems. Now the secret couple has to deal with Mokuba's amnesia, telling Anzu's friends and breaking the news to her Seto obsessed older sister. Let the fun begin.
Disclaimer: blah, blah, blah, Yu-Gi-Oh not mine, blah, blah, blah………..
A/N: Chapter Ten is dedicated to darkness-consumes-me! Happy belated birthday. Welcome to another year of getting older. Sorry it's taken so long. I decided to give everyone a bonus chapter. cheers Tis my longest chapter yet. Read on!
CHAPTER TEN"Finally got Mokuba to sleep?" Anzu asked, looking up for the interesting magazine article she had been reading, all about Kaiba Seto. Domino City didn't know the half of it. They did get the fact that Seto was finally off the market, but who the heck would think he had a fetish for sewing pockets onto his socks? Imaginative but stupid.
Appearing to be drained of energy, he sank down beside her, on the couch. "Three bedtime stories, two glasses of warm milk, and an in depth discussion on butterscotch ice cream having the power to cure amnesia has that effect on people."
Oh, yeah. Oops. "Sorry," she apologized, "Speaking of which, you wouldn't happen to have any of that tempting treat to spare?" Past experiences swept through her head like a movie reel. The thought alone made her shiver. A rich creamy substance plus a sexy billionaire she could bend to her will. And that was only the beginning. Mmmmmmm…….
Seto tilted his head just slightly and gave her a curious stare. Aheh, maybe just a tiny bit caught up there. "With the luck we tend to have I'd rather not risk it." Riiiiiiiiight. Translation: Still effected by the break up. Punishing himself. Well, it was time to bring him out of his self-induced depression. Anzu frowned at the magazine. But how?
Apparently Seto noticed her frown. "I'm sure there are other things to do." And there was her window in.
A sneaky grin made its way onto her face. "Anything?"
"As long as it doesn't involve any edible substances."
"Promise?"
His eyes narrowed in suspicion. "Why?"
"Please Seto," Anzu pleaded, grabbing his hand and interlocking their fingers, "Just promise."
The suspicious look never left his face. "………….Alright."
Score! Seto couldn't even imagine what he was in for. Time to work her magic, or as many liked to call it, her feminine charm. And he had promised her. Kaiba Seto never broke a promise. He couldn't get out of it if his blue eyes depended on it.
"Great! Let's go!" The dancer pulled her boyfriend – goodness that sounded wonderful – off of the couch, with some help from his end, and took the shortest path to his bedroom, dragging him behind her. Cautious of Mokuba sleeping across the hall, Anzu quietly opened and closed the double doors.
A strong hand on her arm stopped her in her tracks. She felt warm breath on the back of her neck. Her eyes closed in pleasure. "Care to fill me in Anzu," Seto said in a lowered voice.
He didn't deserve to learn any of her plans at the moment. But he did deserve some pay back for what he put her through. She slowly turned around to face him. Locking eyes, Anzu began to play with the buttons on his very expensive shirt.
"Are you confused Seto-kun?" she practically purred, "A big, strong boy like you? And I thought it would have been quite obvious by now." Anzu ran her tongue over her lips. "That's just too bad. I guess that means no treat for you."
Truly confused and wanting blue eyes followed Anzu across the room, swaying hips and all. She disappeared into his walk in closet. Seto's personal clothing store had to be bigger then her bedroom. Not that the closet was small. She couldn't even imagine owning that many pairs of shoes. The floor to ceiling closet/room was every girls dream come true with the exception of male clothing. Anzu ran her hand along a row of suit jackets, onto the sweaters and slacks. She stopped in front of a set of drawers. Maybe Seto kept what she was looking for in there. There was only one way to find out.
"Have you taken a sudden interest in my underwear?" Seto asked, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest. The smirked she loved slowly made it's way back onto his face.
A light blush graced her cheeks. "Just looking for something."
"And what would that something be that brings you to my underwear drawer?"
"Your bathing suit." Was all she gave him.
The genius part of her boyfriend started to kick in. "Swimming?" he finally asked, "Isn't it a little late?" She couldn't tell if he agreed with her or was hiding his disbelief at the idea.
"Not really. Besides your pool is heated, the activity doesn't involve food and you did promise to do anything."
The smirk on her face grew into a full-fledged grin as Seto approached her and retrieved one of many swimsuits from the bottom drawer.
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Anzu stood at the edge of the pool, watching the still water and waiting for Seto to show up. She had changed into her favorite swimsuit, the one that she purposely left at Seto's mansion for such an occurrence. The bathing suit was a yellow bikini, with paper thin pink strips running vertically down it. The bottom half was styled like a pair of short shorts, while the top ran only so high, showing off enough of her stomach to be tempting. It was the least amount of clothing Seto had even seen her in. Speaking of which, what was taking him so long? If he had gone back to his office to finish up some 'important' work, she would make him pay dearly.
The yellow pool lights flickered off one by one. Surprised by the temporary lose of her vision, Anzu spun around to see if she could make out the culprit, and almost fell backwards into the pool. There wasn't anybody approaching from the mansion, and no lights shining from the windows. Before she had to chance to worry about being forgotten, a splash was heard behind her. That sneaky billionaire. Turning back around, Anzu watched the shadow of her boyfriend swimming through the water towards the shallow end of the pool, and her. Unwilling to give in and join him, the dancer sat down on the pool's edge and stuck her feet in the warm water.
It had been a while since Anzu could enjoy the luxury of sitting back with no worries to crush her. No big ones, at least. Hiding a relationship you had with your best friends' rival was a breeze when compared to hiding a break up with your best friends' rival. Poor Jou didn't know what to think or do when she burst into tears after he insulted Seto, only to turn around and yell at Yugi for having the guts to stand up for the CEO. From her friends' cautious actions for the few days following her outburst, she believed they chalked it up to her being a 'girl.' Men. Go figure.
Almost instantly the upper half of Seto's body slinked out of the water, as he casually walked the remaining distance to her. Why had she left her digital camera at home when she needed it most? Anzu didn't bother to mask her appreciation of getting to witness the clear liquid running off his well-toned body. You didn't get abs like that from sitting behind a desk all day. Heck not even lugging around a duel disk all day could give a guy the beautiful muscles Seto had.
"For someone who came up with the idea of swimming, you don't seem to be participating very well," Seto's voice broke the silence, and her dreamy daze. His rich, wet bangs hid his eyes from Anzu, making it impossible for her to even guess what his mind was plotting.
"Nothing has compelled me to………." She replied, swirling her feet in the water.
A strong pair of warm hands crept up Anzu's leg's, massaging as they went. "Swimming was a………. nice thought," Seto spoke, against her ear, "But I can think of a highly enjoyable way to spend our time."
"Oh, yeah? Enlighten me," she whispered.
Tilting her chin up he began to leave a trail of soft kisses from her ear to her chin, licking and nipping along the way. Every touch was feather light. They were setting Anzu's senses on fire and driving her crazy, too crazy. And yet she refused to give in. But Seto was so good at convincing her otherwise and he knew it.
His hands made their way into her hair, pulling out the blue elastic and running his fingers through the brown tresses. A pleased moan escaped her lips. She was willfully drowning in a sea of pleasure he created. Too caught up in the moment, it no longer mattered how desperate she was. She wouldn't be able to last without getting him. Grabbing his face, Anzu kissed her boyfriend with all the passion she possessed. A deep rumble vibrated his chest as he matched her want, quickly easing his way into her mouth. She leaned forward, pressing herself against him, reveling in the skin on skin contact.
Just as quickly as the kiss began, Anzu found her entire body submerged in water and lacking a very vital person to continue their venture. Said vital person appeared to be up to his old tricks again. Secretly she was relieved to see him acting more like himself, minus the stress.
Surfacing, she pushed her hair out of her eyes. Seto was grinning at her from a few feet away. An invisible weight lifted from her chest. Everything was going to be okay. "You jerk!" the dancer yelled, splashing a wave of warm water at him. "See if I ever do anything for you again."
The grin turned into an all-knowing smirk. With smooth strokes he circled around her in the water, like a predator circling its' prey. "I'm not too worried about it."
"Oh really?" she asked.
Seto ducked under the water, coming up in front of Anzu. "Yes really."
It was amazing how confident the young CEO could be, especially when it came to her. He seemed to think he had the power to persuade her into anything with his charm. Yes, Kaiba Seto could be charming when he wanted to. But in the months they had been dating, Anzu was attempting to work up a resistance. Yet the outcome was remarkably similar to Seto standing up to Mokuba's puppy dog eyes. Try as she might, nothing helped. But Seto wasn't about to find that out.
"I am your girlfriend, am I not?" Anzu made the question sound like she commented on the grass being green. With subtle movements she began to sway her hips under the water, matching the tune in her head.
Seto, unable to see where the conversation was heading, gave the only reply he could. "Yes."
"Then you should realize that you're not the only one holding all the cards in our relationship." Raising her hands above her head she moved through the water to one of her many memorized dance pieces. "I can, after all," Anzu continued, "Cut you off."
The look on the powerful billionaires face was priceless. Shock at the very mention of the suggestion mixed with flat out denial. Let him ponder on that for a while.
She closed her eyes and envisioned the dance floor at the club, right down to the water becoming swaying bodies. Her imagination must have been up to snuff, and improving by the second. Even the hand at her waist felt remarkably real. Waaiiiiitt. Hold on a sec. That hand was real, and so was the body pressed up against her back.
Anzu spun around to face Seto, putting a dozen or so inches between them. She wagged her finger in his face. "Tsk, tsk, Seto. I don't recall granting you permission to touch me."
One perfectly elegant eyebrow rose. "Why grant permission for something you obviously enjoy?"
"Guys and girls are different, Seto. Or didn't you know that? We enjoy more then just physical contact." Not that making out with her enticingly tempting boyfriend was a bad thing.
"What are you getting at, Anzu?"
She trailed a finger down his chest. "I think it's about time you started to earn having a chance to call me yours." That cocky smirk was back in place. Like she said before, he was in denial. He took a step forward. "Breaking the rules already, Kaiba-sama?" Anzu taunted, "Maybe I should give you a time out by yourself, to think about what you've just done."
That stopped hi in his tracks. "You wouldn't dare….."
"Oh wouldn't I?" she grinned, "I know how much you struggle with acting cold and reclusive at school." Well, there was that one time she had pushed him into an empty classroom after insulting Jou. She never did get the chance to reprimand him for it. And then that time he escorted her to 'the nurses office,' during gym. Neither of them ever made it there. But Seto had been the one to suggest the janitors' closet. Maybe suggest was to strong of a word, try dragged her there. Jou's teachings of how to pick locks finally paid off.
Seto folded his arms across his chest in that take charge pose of his. "Alright," he agreed, "I'll humor you. What are you wanting? Is you sweet tooth bringing back cravings for butterscotch ice cream?"
Floating on her back, Anzu shook her head no. "I want you to tell me the truth-"
"The whole truth and nothing but the truth?" Seto quipped.
Putting on her best fake pout, the dancer turned away from him. "If you aren't going to take me seriously then I guess I'll crash in one of your many guest rooms. Goodnight." That said, she hopped out of the pool.
"Anzu," the billionaire sighed, getting out behind her. "What would you like to know?"
Wow, he finally caved. That had only ever happened once before, that she could even remember, during their five months together. And it was just the way she wanted it to be. Anzu couldn't stand the thought of having Seto wrapped around her little finger. One of the many reasons why she fell for him, and fell hard.
The purple towels, etched with a white KC in the corner, felt soft under her touch. Wrapping one around her shoulders, Anzu returned to her perch at the edge of the pool and beckoned Seto to join her. He sat down beside her, giving Anzu the space from him that she requested.
Careful of how she worded her questions Anzu began. "What happened to Suzuki Unkei?"
Ever since 'that' night as she'd dubbed it, she had wanted to know what Seto did with his power and their brainless attacker. Silence answered her. It lasted so long she started to believe he wasn't going to reply.
Seto ran his hand through his hair in aggravation, causing rivulets of water to run down his hand. "Don't you mean, what did I do to him?"
"Just what happened to him," Anzu said in a calm voice.
"………Mental Institution………In Russia."
The Mental Institution she could handle. Russia, on the other hand, came as a shock. That's what happened if you pissed off Kaiba Seto. The lesson being, kiss the ground he walks on, or make as if you never existed, if you don't want to end up in a place where no one understands you, and if they did you'd have a hell of a time convincing them of your sanity.
Seto sat observing her, when Anzu never responded. He appeared surprised she didn't complain/yell obscenities/storm off. Hn', that's where friendship speeches got her.
"And?" Anzu finally asked.
His face remained blank. "And what?"
"You're not telling me something." That one elegant eyebrow rose in a silent question. "How long have we been together, Seto?" she asked, rhetorically, "I can read you like a book. Maybe a hard covered encyclopedia with half the explanations in a foreign language, and pictures too futuristic to grasp, but that still hasn't stopped me."
Just to goad him on some more she rested her head on his shoulder. It took some strength to keep from snuggling into him and his warmth. Anzu could feel the smirk appearing on his face.
"What happened to your plan of cutting me off?" he asked, accenting the last few words.
"You can't touch me, but I never said I couldn't man handle you."
He gave a slight nod in understanding, "How would you feel if I decided to return the favor?"
If she had a dime for every time Seto's perceptive instincts caught on to her schemes she'd be half way as rich as the billionaire was, and probably owning her own shares of the Massive Kaiba Corporation. That would be a very good bargaining tool. Guess she had to settle for bargaining chip number two.
Anzu pressed her lips against his shoulder, causing the CEO to take a deep breath in restraint. "All you have to do is tell me what you're hiding and I'll let you have your way with me………up to a point that is."
Seto's piercing blue eyes held her in place, his eyebrows furrowed. She felt like she was naked and on display with how much he was observing her. Almost like he could see all of her thoughts and dreams. "Suzuki Unkei has a sister, Suzuki Chika. She was an accomplice of his. Until this morning I had men scouring Domino for her. She turned up in a rundown apartment building on the outskirts of the city. Her trial date has yet to be set." Talk about packing a punch.
"Alright," the dancer agreed, "I trust you."
"Am I free to have my way with you now?" Seto leaned down and breathed in her ear.
Grabbing his face Anzu crushed their lips together in answer, running one hand down his chest. With the force of her hand she slipped back into the water. "You'll have to catch me first." Anzu couldn't help but laugh at the splash that quickly followed.
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