disclaimer: "i do not own yugioh."

"talk"

'thoughts'

Mokuba smiled in satisfaction as he stepped into the arts theatre, where tea was performing. He scanned the area for any familiar face, but was glad to find none. He had made sure that he was the only one at her performance.

Yugi had received a call about a robbery,about to take place in the game shop. He couldn't bear to leave grandpa alone. Joey was helping him. Tristen had received a call from his boss, who wanted tristen to work that day or he would fire him. Duke was experiencing some problems from his customers, who showed up at his doorstep the moment he was about to leave for tea's performance.

And as for seto, his problem was bigger then all of theirs combined. 'Someone' had hacked into the kaiba corp. system and caused all the computers in 20 floors to crash. That meant at least a thousand computers were malfunctioning and in some cases, not functioning at all. But that wasn't all. The person who hacked into he system also breached into the security system and changed all the codes. In addition to that, many of the kaiba corp. files had been tampered with.

Of course the "someone" behind all those events was mokuba himself. He had made sure he would be alone with tea and show her that only he cared about her. He wouldn't let anyone stand in his way.

Tea started her dance performance with a sad heart. She really wanted all of her friends to be there for her, but unfortunate turn of events made it impossible. Even seto was facing the biggest problem kaiba corp. had faced in years. She opened her eyes, hoping against all odds that maybe someone found time and came to see her performance. Her wish was fulfilled when she saw mokuba sitting in the front row, staring at her intently. At least someone showed up. This lifted her spirits a little bit and she gave her all to the performance.

Mokuba watched her from his seat, enjoying every moment of it. She was wearing a blue outfit with silver lining on it, (kind of like those that the ice skaters wear.) which revealed her shapely curves and long legs.

"She's hot." The young man beside him whispered to him. Anger surged through mokuba's body at his comment.

"That outfit makes her look damn sexy." the other commented, licking his lips. That was all mokuba could take. They had no right to say that about her. He was the only one with the right to look at her that way and say something like that.

"I'm gonna ask her out. Maybe if I'm lucky, I'll get to see her without that dress."

"Would you shut up? I'm trying to watch the performance." Mokuba growled, his hands curled into fists. He wanted nothing more then to kill those bastards, but he didn't want to ruin tea's performance. Luckily, those men remained silent for the rest of the performance. In the end, everyone was clapping and praising her talents.

Tea bowed once and quickly walked towards mokuba, who seemed to be waiting for her.

"Oh mokuba, thank you so much for coming." Tea said happily.

"I told you tea, I wouldn't miss it for the world." Mokuba replied and tea smiled.

"So what did you think?" tea asked eagerly. Mokuba seemed thoughtful for a moment and then said.

"It was the best thing I have ever seen. You were fabulous." Tea giggled.

"Thanks. But you don't have to lie." She said.

"I'm not lying. You looked gorgeous. In fact, I think you look damn hot." These words made tea feel a little uncomfortable.

"Umm, I'll go change." Tea quickly said, noticing mokuba's gaze lingering on her body.

"Sure, and before I forget, here." Mokuba took out a bouquet of red roses from behind him. "This is for you."

"Really? Thanks so much." Tea said graciously. "I'll be back in a second." She said and turned to leave but many other men, who were waiting for her to be done with mokuba, swarmed her. While she accepted their compliments with smiles and laughs, mokuba grumbled and sulked. He felt like slitting the throat of all those men. She belonged to him. They had no chance whatsoever. Finally, mokuba could take no more. He ripped through the crowd, grabbed tea's arm and pulled her away from there.

He didn't let go until they were a good distance away from them.

"Mokuba, stop. What are you doing? Why did you do that?" tea asked. Mokuba looked up into her eyes and she saw it. Jealousy, anger and possessiveness were written clearly.

"I didn't like it. Those men touching you, looking at you like that. They have no right." mokuba growled. Tea was taken back by his answer.

"But you shouldn't have done that." tea said.

"Sorry. I kind of lost my temper. I just didn't want anyone to touch you." tea stared at him with shock so he quickly added. "They are not trustworthy tea. They can hurt you."

"I can take care of myself mokuba." tea said.

"I know. And I'm sorry. Let me make it up to you. I'll take you out for dinner right now, to celebrate your awesome performance." Mokuba proposed.

"Hmm, let me think first." She acted as if in deep thought but she was just playing with him. "Ok. I'll--." But she was interrupted by the arrival of a black limo. Both mokuba and her recognized it immediately. It was seto's, much to mokuba's distress. The driver came out and handed tea an envelope.

"Wonder who this is from?" tea said mischievously and opened the envelope.

I know how much this performance meant to you. I missed it. And for that, I'm very sorry. But I want to make it up to you. If you can find it in your heart to forgive me and give me another chance, step in the limo.

I'll be waiting.

S.K.

Tea squealed in joy and excitement after reading this letter. Mokuba, who had also read it over her shoulder, growled in anger and resent. Just when he was about to get his chance with tea, seto had to step in and ruin it, just like before.

"He's so sweet." She said to herself. Completely forgetting that mokuba was still standing there, she started getting in the limo, when mokuba called her.

"Where are you going tea?" he asked in a desperate voice. He was losing her.

"I don't know. Your mysterious brother has something planned for me. It's like a surprise. I'm going to see what it is." She said.

"But what about our date—I mean dinner?" mokuba asked. A guilty expression crossed her face before she spoke.

"We can reschedule it. Right now I have to go. Seto is probably waiting for me. I hope he likes me in this outfit." She closed the door and the limo drove away.

Mokuba resisted the urge to scream in frustration. Seto had stolen her once again. But he won't give up that easily. He would follow her and see what seto had done for her.

Tea stepped out of the limo as the driver opened the door for her. They were at the biggest and most expensive restaurant in the city. Of course, seto wouldn't have anything less then the best.

"This way miss." The driver said, extending his hand and gesturing in front of her. Tea followed and entered the restaurant. As soon as she stepped inside, she gasped in shock and delight. The whole floor was covered in rose petals, blood red in color. The inside was dark, except for a spot light, that was on her. Slowly, the way before her lit, allowing her to walk forward.

She glanced around and was not surprised to find no other human should inside. Seto must have wanted it to be just the two of them. All the furniture also had been removed. Walking forward, she saw a table seto for two, with candles already lit. She was swept by the whole set up, but where was the man who did all this?

"Even though I didn't see your performance, I know it was great." Someone whispered from behind her. Tea knew that voice, that sneaky manner and that cologne all too well to be startled. So when he wrapped his arms around her waist, she allowed him and relaxed against his chest.

"You had a valid reason." She said. He didn't answer, just kissed the top of her head. They stayed still, enjoying each others silent company, when suddenly, tea heard faint sound of familiar music. Slowly, it got louder and her eyes widened. It was the same song she had performed on. She tilted her neck to stare at seto, who had a prominent smirk on his face.

"May I have this dance?" he asked, extending his hand for her. Her heart leaped up in joy and she grasped his hand tightly. He swiftly pulled her closer to him, bodies touching intimately, and they started moving to the music.

As they moved along the floor, the room lightened and tea noticed countless of bouquets lining against the walls. Every flower of every color was present, some that she had never seen in domino before. He had done all this for her. Tears welled up in her eyes at his loving effort. Seto noticed her wet eyes and leaned in to kiss her forehead.

"Tonight is not the night to cry." He whispered to her.

"Thanks so much for doing all this seto. I don't even deserve all this love." She chocked.

"You deserve more then this universe has to offer tea," he said. Tea stood on her toes and kissed him passionately.

While the two lovers enjoyed themselves, mokuba burnt in jealousy and hatred. Not willing to give up that easily, he had followed tea and had managed to sneak into the hall as well. He had seen all the display of seto's love. The rose petals, the spot light, the many bouquets, all in his opinion, a cheap way of buying tea's love. But he also noticed the look of absolute bliss and happiness on tea's face and knew seto's cheap attempt had worked. He stared at the bouquet in his hand, the one he gave to tea. She had completely forgotten about it the moment she received seto's letter. In absolute frustration, he threw it on the floor and marched out of the room, not wanting to see seto kiss his tea any longer.

'Seto may think she loves him, but she doesn't.' he thought to himself. 'She only loves me. She was happier when she was with me. I saw it in her eyes. And I'll have her say it too.'

"Tea, you're finally here." A calmed mokuba exclaimed as tea entered the living room.

Yesterday had been the best day of her life. She and seto stayed late, holding each other in the starry night. Because she knew she wouldn't get to see him much in the next few days. Seto hadn't completely solved the problem at kaiba corp. he had taken steps to manage for the day so he could be with her. But now, he was going to work non-stop to fix the problems.

Mokuba, who was well aware of that, had considered this another opportunity to be alone with tea and had called her immediately.

"How are you doing?" tea asked, flopping on the couch leisurely. She was wearing shorts and a sleeveless shirt, allowing mokuba's eyes to trail over her exposed skin.

"Fine. Do you remember the promise you made to me?" mokuba asked. She thought for a moment before replying.

"No. Which one are you talking about?" tea asked. Mokuba's eyes flashed dangerously for a moment at her answer. How could she have forgotten?

"The one you made with me yesterday." Mokuba informed her.

"I'm sorry I don't remember. I tend to forget everything when I am with your brother." She said, blushing. At this, mokuba's fists tightened and he closed his eyes, as if trying not to scream.

"Are you okay mokuba? Is something wrong?" she asked worriedly.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Mokuba assured her with a smile. His anger disappeared with one look at her concerned face.

"Oh, ok." She said, unsure.

"Anyway, you promised to have dinner with me." mokuba said.

"Oh yeah. Now I remember."

"I changed the plans. Let's have a private pool party, just you and me." mokuba suggested. Tea was taken back at his request.

"I don't have a bathing suit." She said. He smiled.

"I bought one for you, especially for this occasion." Mokuba said, much to tea's discomfort. "Here." He handed a two-piece suit to her. It was red in color, mokuba's favorite color. it seemed too revealing to tea, but she hesitantlyaccepted it.

"Go one, wear it. It'll look awesome on you." mokuba said encouragingly. Tea reluctantly got up and changed into it. When she came out, the maid informed her that mokuba was already in the pool. Taking a deep breath, she walked into the poolroom. Mokuba was nowhere to be seen.

"Mokuba?" she called out. A splash revealed mokuba's wet and bare form. His hair were plastered to his forehead, making him look handsome. He was well built, much like his brother and was among the top hot bachelors.

"It looks even better then I imagined." Mokuba said, eyes traveling over her body. His stare made her uneasy, but she decided to ignore it.

"Come in the water. I have a game planned for us." Mokuba said. Tea dived into the water, and emerged, to find him missing again

"What game?" she asked. Suddenly, she felt a presence behind her and felt masculine arms wrap around her waist. She gasped loudly at the unwanted contact.

"Tag." Mokuba huskily whispered in her ear. "And you're It." he said and moved away from her. Tea stayed still for a minute, trying to relax herself. Why did he do that? She asked herself.

'He's just teasing me.' she assured herself and swam after him, trying to catch him. But he was a better swimmer then her. Every time she was close enough to tag him, he'd slip away. After some time of chase, she started to grow frustrated. Mokuba also noticed and a new plan formed in his head. The next time she chased him, he slowed down and allowed her to come closer. Just when she was some inches away from him, he swiftly turned around, causing her to bump into his chest.

Tea hadn't expected him to turn and so, she couldn't stop herself from bumping into him. Again, she felt his arms around her, pulling her closer to his body. She glanced up from his chest to see his face. Her heart beat loudly at what she saw. His eyes seemed to hold emotions she never expected or wanted to see. Was it just her imagination or was he really inching his lips closer to hers. His breath on her lips told her it was very real. She abruptly pushed him away, surprising him.

"You're…. You're it." she said and quickly swam away from him. She felt the water move behind her. She turned her head to glance behind and saw him approaching her. The look on his face was that of a predator nearing on his prey. She increased her speed, trying to get away from him. But soon felt him grabs her and pull her into his body again.

His fingers touched her stomach, thumb running circles on her wet skin. She felt him bury his face in her hair. Her face went pale with fear when mokuba spun her around to face him. She may have denied him before, but this time, he made sure he would get what he wanted. His grip on her body was rock hard, not allowing her the slightest of movement, let alone escape. His lips seemed to be descending towards her once again.

In an attempt to block out the reality, she closed her eyes, hoping when she would open them, all would disappear. Mokuba took it as submission, acceptance and an invitation from her. He eagerly moved forward. Just when he was a millimeter away from her rosy lips, the maid entered, causing him to pull away. He didn't want the maid to see, in fear that she might tell seto. He didn't want to confront seto just yet.

"What do you want? I told you not to interrupt us." Mokuba yelled, causing tea to flinch. The maid also seemed afraid.

"Your brother… called. He…. Wants you…. to be at… the … company." The maid stuttered. Tea noticed how mokuba's eyes flashed at the mentioning of seto.

"I'll be there shortly." He said and the maid ran away, leaving them alone. But by that time, tea had already escaped. She got out of the pool, trying hard to ignore mokuba's gaze on her wet body.

"I… also have to go. So bye." She said and disappeared inside. Mokuba smiled in content. He was satisfied for now.

'It couldn't be what it seemed like.' Tea thought desperately. Mokuba couldn't. He knew about her and seto. Then why? All of it started to make sense. His attitude at her performance, the possessive look in his eyes, his attitude towards her in the past few months, his many invitations to get her alone, everything. Why didn't she notice it before.

It was too awkward. She didn't know of she would ever look at mokuba the same way again, or felt he same way about him. And what would seto do if he found out.

'But what can I do?' she thought. 'I have to tell seto.'

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