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Chapter 10: The Christmas Complex

Sakura looked out at the black night sky lit up by a radiant quarter moon, gazing at the millions of stars that winked down at her. When she had finished showering, Mokuba begged her to let him take a ride on her broomstick. Unable to refuse his adorable puppy-dog pout, she'd said yes. After letting him do a few laps around the stadium, she put her broom away, and then headed up to the common room for the party Dean had told the team about. However, while she was there, she'd seen Ron ferociously snogging Lavender in one of the armchairs. Resisting the urge to vomit, she'd gone up to her dormitory with an irresistible thirst to get some fresh air. Sure she and Seto had done the same thing a few times, but Ron and Lavender were going at each other's mouths where everyone could see them. Seto and she, on the other hand, had always did that sort of thing in private, normally in an abandoned classroom or early in the morning when the common room was empty.

Looking down at the grounds, she saw a figure shrowded in darkness walking out to the Quidditch field. Who'd be going there at this time of night? she thought. Snatching her wand and pocketing it, she left her dorm.

Taking great care to avoid Filch and the Aurors patrolling the corridors, she snuck outside, but not without having a few close calls.

Praying no one could see her, she made her way across the dew-frosted grounds to the shadowed stadium. As she entered it, she saw one tall solitary figure standing in the middle of it, half of his features camouflaged in shadow but the other half lit up by the light of the moon. A small smile came to her face as she realized who it was.

"Not in the mood for a party tonight too, Seto?" she asked, walking up to him.

The brunette male turned towards her, his face not showing if he was alarmed by her sudden presence. "Not particularly,"

"Seeing Ron and that other girl was a specific turn off, wasn't it?"

"Not quite," Seto ran his hand along her cheek, his eyes locked with hers, silently suggesting something to her. Understanding what he wanted, Sakura rose to the balls of her feet and gave him a full kiss on the lips which he gladly returned. Her claws roughly buried into his hair as he wrapped his arms about her waist.

A soft moan escaped Kaiba as his girlfriend made the kiss rougher and more passionate. Hungry for the taste of her mouth, he ran his tongue across her lips. To his pleasure, they parted and his tongueslid inside her mouth. One of his hands ran up her back to her neck and he gently ran his thumb along her jawbone.

After a few moments, the demon-girl broke away, earning a loud groan of protest from Seto as he tried to pull her back to him. A playful sparkle danced in her red irises as she resisted. "Ever ridden a broomstick before?" she inquired.

"That would be a no,"

A coy smile came to Sakura's lips, exposing her fangs. "Wait here," she ran out of his arms to where the brooms were kept, got hers, and ran back out.

"See this, Seto? This is a flying broomstick. They're made only for Quidditch and travel. No sweeping," She handed it to him so he could get a better look at it.

He looked over the broom. He couldn't see many fine details because it was dark out, except for the light of the moon and the stars, but near the handle he could make out Nimbus 2000 engraved on it.

"As you can see mine's a Nimbus 2000. Had it ever since my second year and hasn't ever failed me yet. Of course, Harry's got Firebolt which is much faster; he flies like one two." Kaiba handed the broom back to her without comment. "You wanna go for a ride?" she asked.

"Uhh... no thank you,"

"Oh come on,"

"I don't think so,"

"And why not?"

"Because I need to check on my company."

"Oh, Seto, you can go without looking in on your company for one night. Live life while you can and take a ride with me," she removed her hat, tilted her head to one side, and looked at him imploringly.

Oh great, the puppy dog pout, Kaiba thought. He had seen it enough on his brother on Christmas and now his girlfriend was gonna stare him down with it. Giving up, he let out a sigh and said, "Okay, I'll take a ride with you."

"Great," Sakura mounted the broom and motioned for him to get on behind her.

"I feel so stupid right now; I can't believe I'm doing this," he muttered to himself as he got on.

"Stop whining, you'll get over it. Now wrap your arms around me."

Kaiba obeyed. As he leaned against her, he could smell the milk and honey shampoo she had used in her hair and his lips had a sudden urge to kiss her neck.

"Hey, quit smelling my hair and listen up," Sakura ordered. "You have to move with me on this. When I lean forward, you lean forward. When I lean back you do the same, got it?"

"Sure,"

"Okay, hold onto me until I tell you otherwise and don't try anything funny. This is my first time with a passenger that's my size and I would really like it if neither of us ended up in the hospital wing. That would arouse awkward questions. Now when I say three, kick off from the ground with me. One... two... three,"

The sky rushed to meet the couple as they lifted off the ground. This ride certainly wasn't at all like his other trips to the skies. His heart thundered and his throat ran dry as Sakura directed the broom into swooping semi-circles and hairpin angles. Then he noticed they had begun a steady climb upwards. "Sakura, mitsukai (angel), what are you doing?"

"Taking you on the thrill ride of your life,"

"I don't think I'm going to like this..."

The broomstick leveled out and began a slow decline. Kaiba felt the blood in his veins rush to his ears as he and Sakura plummeted faster and faster towards the ground. His grip tightened around his girlfriend's middle and he closed his eyes, waiting for them to crash, but it never came. They had leveled out.

"Seto," Sakura croaked. "Can't breathe... loosen grip," The tight hold on her waist eased and she took a few steadying breaths. "So... having fun?" she inquired as they hovered a few feet above the ground.

"Next time warn me before you do another death-defying dive like that," he chastised as they drifted over the keeper's pitch.

"But you didn't answer my question."

"Fine, yes." Suddenly one of Kaiba's feet got caught on something and he was pulled off the broom, taking Sakura with him broom and all.

Sakura's broom left her hand as the two of them went rolling on the dew sprinkled ground. By the time they had stopped, she was on top of the C.E.O., straddling his hips. Noticing their position, she felt her face burn with embarrassment and she got off of him. "Well... uh, it's getting late so we'd better get back to the castle. She moved to go fetch her broomstick, but Kaiba grabbed her just above her wrist.

"No, let's stay out here." His hand trailed up her arm to her shoulder and pulled her back down to him.

-8-Dream-8-

The moon shone brightly within the Pharaoh's royal garden as myriads of stars lit up the midnight sky. Trees and assorted plants cast spidery shadows on a young woman as she silently walked along the deserted path.

Unbeknownst to her, a cloaked figure was watching her from behind a fig tree. He felt his heart began to beat faster he gazed on his demon lover; she was as breathtaking as ever. Yearning to get a better view of her, he stepped out into the tree's shadow so he could get a better view of her. Suddenly, there was a loud snap. He looked down at the ground and saw that he had stepped on a fallen twig.

The girl turned and seeing he was caught, the figure stepped out from the shadows. "You came again, Sanura, my angel," he said.
A smile came to the girl's face and she ran into his arms. One of his arms wrapped around her waist as the other lifted her face up to his until their lips met. After a few blissful seconds, she pulled away and her hands reached up to his hood, but before she could remove it, he caught her hands and held them tenderly in his.

"Yes, my Sanura, it's time. We've been meeting like this for a while now and its past time you knew who I am." He let go of her hands and slowly lifted back his hood. He expected her to back away from him, horrified that she had been in love with the man she served, one of the high priests. Such a relationship was forbidden by Egyptian law. Instead, the demon girl reached up to his face and placed her hand on his cheek.

-Why didn't you tell me?- she asked in his mind as she gazed into his sapphire eyes. Since Sanura had been placed as his servant, he had been using his Millennium Rod to help her speak to him telepathically since she couldn't speak normally.

He stared at her, dumbfounded.

I knew who you were from the start. I may be mute, but I'm not stupid!

A soft smile curled onto his lips, she had a point. He should have known she would figure it out. In the time she had been serving him, he found out that she was unexpectedly clever. He tenderly ran his hand along the side of her face and brought her lips to his once more.

-8-End Dream-8-

Seto Kaiba's eyes quickly snapped open, his heart pounding softly in his chest. Another dream... in ancient Egypt... with that girl, he thought.He sat up, turned, and saw Sakura sleeping peacefully on her side next to him, some white strands of hair falling over her face. A true smile came to his lips as he brushed a few of them back into place. His hand then traveled down across her face, pausing at her lips for a moment. He could still feel the kiss he and the girl in his dream had shared and Sakura was an exact replica of her, except Sakura could talk and her hair wasn't in braids. She and I were lovers in that dream. Perhaps... no way, all that nonsense Yami and Ishizu spout out about ancient Egypt is nothing but that: nonsense. Our relationship has nothing todo with what supposedly happened in the past.

Sakura squirmed a little and her eyes fluttered open. "Good morning. Is there a reason why you're touching my lips?" she asked.

Kaiba said nothing, retracting his hand as she sat up.

"We're still in the Quidditch stadium? Did we fall asleep out here?" she asked groggily as she looked around at where they were, stretching a little.

"Yeah,"

The albino looked at her watch. "It's quarter till five... Holy shit, Professor Snape is gonna kill me!" She got up from the ground, quickly ran over to her broomstick, put it away, and sprinted up to the castle. As she departed, he couldn't fight a twinge of jealousy forming in his heart.

"You're late," Professor Snape declared when she reached the empty classroom where they trained each morning.

"Yes, I know. For once in my life I overslept."

"Drop and give me one hundred fifty on each side. You oversleep on the weekends, not on schooldays when you have training."

A loud groan reverberated from the demon-girl's throat, but she muttered, "Yes sir," then dropped to the floor and did the one-handed push-ups anyway. The last thing she wanted was for her sensei to make it three hundred for not following orders. (1)

-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-

At the beginning of December, snow covered the grounds of Hogwarts and the feeling of Christmas was in the air. The halls had been decorated with garlands of holly and evergreen, along with the occasional mistletoe. Gigantic Christmas trees stood in the Great Hall, adorned with real gleaming fairy lights and strings of silvery, translucent bubbles.

That Monday, Professor McGonagall made an announcement in Transfiguration. "The headmaster knows that many of you students are troubled about the torment our world is going through at this time. Thus, he has decided to hold a Christmas dance for fourth years and up."

"But why?" objected a fellow sixth year, Dean Thomas.

"The headmaster wants to remind you that in these dark times there can still be joy and celebration. It shall be held on the twentieth and will be a masquerade ball. You may bring a younger student if you wish. Please wear your dress robes. Now, if you will all turn your attention to the mirrors on your desk, start working on changing the color of your eyebrows."

Soon Professor McGonagall came around to find out who was staying over the holidays.

"So, what are you guys doing over Christmas?" Sakura asked, one day when she, Kaiba, Mokuba, Ryou, and Yugi were hanging out in the guys' dorms.

"Well, Ryou and I were planning on going back to Japan," Yugi answered.

"Same here," Kaiba grunted as he typed away at his laptop. "Mokuba wants to catch up on his video games and I can see how my company's running in person."

"Do you guys really have to go?" Sakura complained. "It's so much fun here at Christmas. No classes, you can have snowball fights, go sledding, learn more secrets of the castle, you name it."

"Take the chick's advice, Seto; you don't need to come back to Japan your company's doing just fine."

"Ya!" Sakura jumped back as the face of an aqua-haired teen with blue eyes suddenly appeared on the screen and landed on the floor with a loud THUMP! "Ow," she grumbled as she got back up. There was a loud snap as her back cracked.

"Hey, Noa, long time no see," Yugi greeted, coming over to join the party.

"Noa, don't do that, you scared the heck out of my brother's girlfriend," Mokuba scolded. "Hey," he grumbled as Sakura hit him lightly on the arm.

"I wasn't scared, I was just awkwardly surprised," the albino said defensively. "Who is this kid anyways?"

"Watch who you're calling 'kid', missy! I'm older than Seto!" Noa spat.

"Really? Good for you, 'cause I really don't care."

"Yugi, is this that boy who trapped you, Kaiba, Mokuba and the rest of your friends in cyberspace?" Ryou asked.

"Yep, that's Noa Kaiba alright."

"Kaiba?" Sakura inquired. "You mean there's another one? Seto, I thought it was only you and Mokuba."

"Well, he's the real son of Gozaburo," Kaiba explained. "He was in an accident and his mind was uploaded into a computer mainframe."

"Ah," Sakura let out, still completely clueless. She looked at her watch. "Well, look at the time. I really gotta run. The girls, Harry, Ron, and I had planned to go see Hagrid today. So, it was nice meeting you Noa and I'll see you all later." With that she turned on her heel and left the dormitory.

"That girl's pretty cute, Seto. She's definitely a keeper," Noa commented. "Watch out or I may try to steal her from you."

"Don't even think about it," Kaiba warned.

"Oh, and I heard you guys talking about your plans for Christmas. Why don't you bring your girlfriend to Japan over the holidays?"

"He's got a point, Seto," Mokuba said.

"Hmm, that my not be such a bad idea," Kaiba murmured.

Later that day, he and Sakura were talking in a dusty corner of the library.

"Sure, I'd love to visit Japan over the holidays," Sakura said after Seto asked her if she wanted to come back with him for Christmas, her huge smile exposing her fangs. "I'm certain my uncle can survive this one holiday season without me."

"Great,"

"Would I be staying with you or do I have to kip in a hotel for two weeks?"

"You'd be at my mansion, of course; we have plenty of room."

"Cool, I'll go ask Uncle about it now." She threw her arms around Seto's neck and gave him a quick kiss then ran off to Dumbledore's office.

"Well, that was easy," Kaiba sighed, leaning against the bookcase behind him.

Unfortunately, neither of them had noticed a pair of jealous, baby-blue eyes staring at them from between a gap in the books.

In the days that passed, all that could be heard in the corridors was female chatter about the upcoming dance. Girls were chatting about dresses and the guys they wanted to ask to the dance. It reminded Harry, Ron, Hermione, Britts, Lara, and Sakura of the Yule Ball during the Triwizard Tournament in their fourth year.

"I am definitely not going this year," Harry mumbled that afternoon when he, Sakura, and Seto went to the library during a free period. Hermione had gone with them, but was currently looking for a book.

"I can see why," Sakura said. "Britts and I spent more time talking than partying in the Great Hall. And to be frank, it got very boring after a while."

"You don't like parties I take it," Seto observed.

"Not really, plus I'm a terrible dancer," Sakura said. "Anyone remember what the properties of Re'em (2) blood are?"

"Look it up," her boyfriend told her irritably.

"I would if I remembered the blasted page number,"

"It's on pages 294-95," Harry informed the frustrated demoness. He found that liked hanging around with Kaiba and Sakura. Even though the two were together, they weren't all over each other every chance they got, not at all the way Ron and Lavender were. "I'll be right back; I gotta go look something up." He got out of his chair and left.

When he was out of earshot, Kaiba leaned towards Sakura and muttered, "Are you still having your morning lessons with Snape?"

"Of course—" but her boyfriend suddenly cut her off before she could say more.

"What! How can you, Sakura?"

"Excuse me,"

"After all the stuff Harry's told us about him, how can you still trust him?" A furious growl was evident in the dragon's voice.

"My uncle happens to trust Snape and that's good enough for me."

"Sakura, your uncle is an old senile optimist. You told me that Death Eaters once came after the Shikon Jewel. It's obvious that Snape is on their side and you're still giving him the perfect opportunity to harm you, take the Jewel, and make it look like an accident."

"Seto, I have been having lessons with Snape ever since my first year. If he wanted to hurt me or steal the Jewel, he would have done it already."

"He's just waiting until the right time."

"No he's not, Seto; stop being so suspicious."

"Why do you insist on searching for the good in him when it's clearly not there?"

At this, Sakura suddenly slammed her book shut and shoved it in her bag along with her homework. "I found the good in you, Seto, think of that." Then slinging her backpack over her shoulder, she left.

The C.E.O. snarled irritably. True, she had found the good in him, but that was different. They had been forced to work together and he hadn't been working for some magical nutcase who wanted to take control of the Wizarding world. In a few hours she'd be over it and back in his arms.

But he was wrong, Sakura didn't speak to him the rest of the day. Sure she acknowledged his presence, but it was simply with a curt nod or slight glance. Okay, maybe he had been a bit harsh by insulting the headmaster, but still he was right.

"What's with the silent game between you and Kaiba, Sakura?" Britts asked late that evening when they were preparing to go to bed.

"He just said something that got me really pissed off," the albino answered with a loud yawn.

"Are you waiting for him to apologize for it or something?" Lara asked, biting back a laugh.

"To be honest, I don't really know if I'm waiting for anything," she answered.

"What did he say?" Hermione asked as she stroked her cat, Crookshanks.

"He insulted Dumbledore and insisted that Snape is a Death Eater."

"Well, that's nothing to get worked up over. Plus, Snape is acting like a Death Eater. He keeps trying to help Malfloy with whatever he's doing," Britts reminded her.

"That is the stupidest thing to be mad at him over, Sakura," Lara scolded, giving her demon friend a thump on the head.

"You're lucky I don't feel like retaliating tonight, Lara. Or else you'd be out cold for the next few days," Sakura retorted, getting in bed. "I'll talk to Seto in the morning." She pulled the bed hangings around her and snuggled under the covers with Stitch curling up next to her.

"Stupid," she heard Stitch say.

"Oh shut-up," she murmured and then after listening to the sound of everyone else getting into bed she felt her eyes grow heavy and knew no more.

Later that night, Sakura awoke to a loud rapping on the window. "What the hell?" she muttered. Grumbling irritably, groggy teen walked over to the window and saw a white-ish shape fluttering just beyond the glass. Who sends an owl at this time of night? she wondered.

There was the scratch of a latch being undone and a large owl flew into the room. With sleep clouding her eyes, Sakura couldn't tell what kind of owl it was so she fumbled with the letter tied around its ankle. Once freed of its message, the bird left through the window. Too tired to open the rolled up paper in her hand, the girl simply dropped the letter onto her nightstand and promptly fell back asleep.

The next morning Sakura dressed and did her hair as she normally did, she was about to leave when she heard, "Letter." She turned and saw Stitch pointing at the rolled up parchment near her clock.

"Oh yeah," she whispered. I completely forgot about that letter I got last night. She looked at the scroll saw her name on it and untied the leather strap. As she unrolled the parchment a red rose fell into her lap. Carefully, she lifted the delicate flower to her face and inhaled its scent, letting the soft pedals brush against her skin. Her hand ran down the stem and found that all the thorns had been removed from it. I wonder if Seto sent this. He can be so sweet when no one's looking.

A soft chuckle fell from her lips as the memory faded and her attention turned to the note.

Sakura Yasha,
Oh, your eyes as red as wine,
Your hair white and sheen
It's maddening to see you
With someone else but me

My demon beauty,
Has he said your splendor glows
Like the rays of dawn?
Has he told you he loves you?
Has he told you? 'Cause I do.

-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-

(1) For those of you that didn't figure this out last chapter, Sakura has demon strength like Inu-Yasha since she is, after all, part demon.

(2) For more information, see Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, p. 36

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