A/N: I'm so sorry it has taken me so long! I'm glad you stayed tuned. Thanks for your reviews!
I just read that in Japan people don't kiss in public. o.O There, a kiss means great intimacy. Who kisses another, wants sex. Even a harmless peck on the cheek seems forbidden out of the own apartment. A plain kiss to greet each other doesn't exist in Japan. A pity, really. I was totally clueless until now. But ergo, if that's true, then Kaiba's intentions might almost be too obvious.
Thank you, Tawnykit for beta-ing!
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To Make a Shrink Snap
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Chapter Five
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"Intentions"
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"Shizuka…" he growled.
"Yes, Seto," she whispered hoarsely.
"I want you." He waited for her reaction.
"Take me."
Without hesitation Kaiba closed the gap between them in two quick strides and wrapped his arms tightly around the woman of his desire. Pressing her as close as possible to his own body, he brushed his lips against hers to join them in passion-filled heat. She moaned as he let his mouth work magic and squeezed her all too cute butt.
"Seto," she panted.
"Hm?"
"Seto." Her voice became deeper and unusually raspy.
"Yes?"
"Setooo!" Was she angry?
"Yes! What?"
"Damn it, Seto!"
Kaiba's eyes snapped open as some unknown item made contact with his head in a rude manner. Nearly having a heart attack, he bolted upright into a sitting position and gazed stupidly into a pair of blue-gray eyes.
"God, one wouldn't think you'd be such a deep sleeper," Mokuba muttered and crossed his arms, standing in front of his brother's four-poster-bed.
"What do you want?" Grumbling, Seto let his body fall flat on his back as he wiped across his eyes. Just when his dream had begun to get interesting, some stupid idiot—sorry Mokuba—had to wake him up.
"I just thought I'd wake you up since you ignored the alarm clock." The younger Kaiba shrugged and shook his head, wondering when had been the last time that Seto had ever overslept. "I'm gonna be downstairs for breakfast."
Kaiba nodded his reply and watched Mokuba disappear. He checked the time. It was half past six, later then he habitually woke up. But he didn't wonder why. It had him taken long enough to finally fall asleep at all and then he had a nice pleasant dream about himself and Dr. Shizuka. He cursed and asked the Gods above why in the Blue-Eye's name he had to be awoken at all. Recalling this day's task he suddenly jumped out of bed. He had another appointment with the hot shrink! And he was looking forward to seeing her—which had been probably the reason he couldn't fall asleep last night. However, he needed a shower!
Only a little, but more than usual, time later he entered the kitchen and was greeted with another one of his brother's typical scenes of behavior. He knew that he really should have gotten used to it by now.
"I want to be in A-me-ri-ca! I want to be in A-me-ri-ca!"
Mokuba sang. That wasn't bizarre or out of the ordinary at all in the Kaiba household. Just what he was singing was something utterly new to the elder sibling, and that Mokuba was obviously trying to cook pancakes.
"Sha-la-la-la in A-me-ri-ca!"
Seto groaned and shifted to the coffee machine, pressing the button for his regular cup of coffee, black without sugar. "Why are you so cheerful this morning?"
"I'll go to America," Mokuba announced and turned one of the pancakes, grinning as he smelled its fine aroma. "
"What's the news?" Lazily Seto moved to sit on his stool at the kitchen table, cup of coffee in hand. He had given up—yes, indeed, he!—to try finding explanations for why his brother (and the rest of the world) was odd in general. Mokuba often went to the US. There was an amusement park he was in charge of, after all.
"No news." Shrugging, Mokuba skipped four pancakes on two plates and joined his brother at the table, shoving one of the plates under his brother's nose. Mokuba didn't miss the smell that filled his nostrils passing by Seto. "Do I smell perfume?"
Kaiba looked intimidating, then forced his eyes on the pancakes in front of him. "It's plain after shave."
"Quite a lot." Mokuba grinned and stuffed a forkful of the pancakes into his mouth. "Any important appointment, Seto? Or is there someone I should know about?"
"Don't be silly," Seto mumbled and opened the newspaper.
Mentally, Mokuba Kaiba groaned. The latter question had been a joke! Of course there was no one; there never was as far as he knew. He just wanted to talk a bit. "Any news from the shrink?"
"She's a psychological therapist, Mokuba." Oops. Where did that come from?
"Okay, fine, whatever you say. So, any news?" Sometimes it was hard for the younger Kaiba to make simple small talk with his own flesh and blood.
"What do you mean?" Kaiba was alarmed. Did Mokuba know anything about Seto's intentions? Had Seto unintentionally mumbled her name during his sleep? Was it already in the tabloids that Kaiba wanted a shrink? And when he thought of want he didn't mean the help of a doctor. Another want was in his mind.
"How's it going?" Rolling his eyes Mokuba gulped down the piece of pancake. "You won't tell me about your meetings with Dr. Kawai but at least tell me something. Anything. What is she like? Is she nice?"
Kaiba shrugged, a very atypical thing to do for him.
"What? You don't know?" Mokuba definitely sensed something. Seto overslept. Seto used eau de toilette/perfume/after shave—whatever it was called. Seto corrected the shrink's title. Seto shrugged in response to a yes or no question. And he didn't eat his pancakes. So the last one was not out of ordinary but Mokuba minded. If Seto didn't want them… Shaking his head he quickly recalled the actual topic. Seto was acting weird. That could only mean one thing! "Is Dr. Kawai hot?"
The question hit Kaiba unexpectedly and he just about spilled his coffee, coughing brutally as he tried to cover the fact that choking almost made the coffee come back through his nose! He cursed so awfully within his mind that words would fail to describe it. He sent a threatening glance at his brother and folded the paper neatly before stuffing it under his arm.
"I'm…late." Quickly, Seto was on his feet and about to withdraw through the door. "You can eat my pancakes if you want."
Mokuba flinched as the door closed after his brother and stared at the pancakes. "Most suspicious, little pancake, don't you think?"
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Shizuka giggled at the joke she had just read in her woman's magazine as suddenly the door burst open and a very familiar blue-eyed man entered. Quickly she opened the drawer and hid the magazine inside of it.
"Varon! What a surprise!"
"Hey Shiz, what're you doing?" With a grin he hopped upon her desk and pulled her close to him.
"I was just reading a patient's file," she lied and smiled nervously.
"That was funny enough to make you giggle?" He pecked her nose but raised his brows.
"Yes, some of them are quite funny." Like when Kaiba had thrown that toys-joke, she thought—that had been hilarious! "What are you doing here anyway? I await another patient before long."
"Don't worry, I just hopped in to ask you if you'd like to come along to that huge motorbike festival next weekend." He pleaded with his eyes, batting his lashes, but his girlfriend just sighed.
"You know I don't like motorbikes. I prefer four tyres underneath my butt."
"But your brother and Mai are coming, too!" He pouted. "I asked them and they agreed."
"That is probably because they actually like motorbikes!" Now Shizuka was pouting, too.
"Well, then, if you don't want to, you don't have to," he smiled sadly for a second or two, then his eyes lit up. "Would you mind if I go without you then?"
Shizuka shook her head but smiled. "No, of course I won't mind."
"Great, thanks! You're the best girlfriend anyone can have!" He kissed her lips before he jumped from off the desk, grinning like a maniac.
"Now, get out before my next patient shows up," she laughed, and Varon obliged.
"Yeah, I need to tell your brother anyway! Bye Shizzle!"
The doctor blew a strand of fiery auburn hair from out of her face once her boyfriend had vanished. Sometimes she wondered if her boyfriend spent more time with her brother than her. Varon had told her at least a hundred times that he had been totally knocked off and impressed by Jou's duelling skills, that he was now so lucky to have met him again and become friends. If Shizuka didn't know better, she would have guessed Varon was in love with Jou, not her.
And then there was Mai. From what she had heard from Mai (because Jou was not that talkative concerning this particular topic) Varon must have had a quite big crush on her. But that had been years ago; twelve years to be exact. Quite a lot after all, she mused and opened her magazine again.
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When Kaiba climbed out of his car, he pressed the remote to lock it and glared threateningly at the building in front of him. Image and reputation were important as long as he was out of Kaiba Corp., and therefore he needed to look intimidating, even if that meant to intimidate a house.
And because he held another pack of sweets in his hand he was feeling quite foolish—he had never romanced a woman before! They usually romanced him. With this thought in mind he smirked and started to walk coolly into the building. Still, he had the feeling with the sweets in his hand instead of a cool metallic briefcase, he looked like a mongrel. Anyway, he narrowed his eyes to gaze even more threateningly and chillingly as he made his way to the lift.
Tapping his foot Kaiba glared at the numbers that showed the floor the lift was on. He counted down: 5…4…3…2…1…ping! The doors opened and Seto walked in, just as another man walked out. Nonchalantly the CEO shouldered the man—or the man him. It didn't matter in the end. The other man turned to glare at Kaiba but failed miserably under the icy stare of the most threatening person the world has ever seen: Seto Kaiba (of course).
"Watch out, moron," the CEO snarled in disgust as he pressed the button for the fifth floor.
The lift doors closed and the tall businessman disappeared, leaving an infuriated Varon behind.
"Bastard," he muttered and cursed the snob that had just dared to insult him. Clenching his fist he vowed to break his neck if he ever met that guy with his bloody Switzer sweets again!
Meanwhile Seto had reached the fifth floor and traveled down the doctor's corridor to announce his presence. He just glared down the woman named Daisy and went straight to enter Dr. Kawai's office.
"Oh," Shizuka looked up from her magazine and showed a little smile. "Mr. Kai—I mean, Seto."
"Good afternoon, Shizuka," he greeted gallantly and gave her the sweets. "Something for my favorite doctor."
"Another gift? Are you trying to bribe me?" She winked and giggled, accepting the bribe nonetheless, even if it made her feel spoiled. "Oh my God! Switzer chocolate with vanilla-cream filling!"
Casually he waved away her comment and made himself comfortable on her sofa once he had gotten rid of his coat. "I thought you'd like them."
"I do." Her fingers unwrapped the box quickly so she could stuff one of the buttons in her mouth. "Geez, they're good!"
With a lopsided smile Kaiba watched the doctor in delight. Yes, he pretty much enjoyed that she was happily surprised (and eating from out of his hand, by the way).
And how she enjoyed the chocolate's taste! Smiling blissfully she pushed the box under her desk, saving them for later. She looked at Kaiba and almost snorted. He was a very uncharacteristic gay, giving such…tempting glances, she thought wonderingly.
"You shouldn't bring something for me all the time. It's really not necessary," she declared in an attempt to make him see that she still was his doctor and as such couldn't take gifts.
"Sweets for my sweet," Kaiba grinned and winked.
Now that was typical behavior for a gay, was it not? Shizuka pondered, but quickly dismissed the subject with another thought. Gays were so cute and sweet! She had always wanted to know one. And now she had Kaiba for a friend. And he brought her sweets, even if he liked men! If that wasn't cute, what was? He was. One couldn't see past the fact.
"Well, Seto, how are you doing today?" She sat down next to him and crossed her legs elegantly.
Kaiba swallowed as his eyes had focused on the hem of her skirt that cruelly left her upper thighs to his imagination. There was something running in his veins that tried to take control over him and it definitely started from his groin. His eyes turned a darker shade of blue as his gaze drifted across her chest up to her face.
"Seto?" Shizuka wasn't quite sure what that look of his meant but it slightly alarmed her. Usually, whenever someone looked at her like this, she called for Varon. But, this was Kaiba—her gay patient, right?
Not right. Because Seto felt anything but gay right in this moment—or any moment before. In his own opinion he had exactly two failures; just two things in which he didn't function correctly: A) he had never defeated Yugi, and B) he had never been a patient person. He knew that good things took time. He calculated, he planned, he took one step at a time, but every time he literally had to force his brain to do so. Right now he didn't have any brains left at all. And that's how he stared at the young and beautiful shrink next to him.
Said person looked quite dumbly at the CEO. Something felt wrong. This felt odd. And most of all, that look he had in his eyes was quite disturbing. She opened her mouth to say something but—
The last thing on Seto's mind was 'time to duel'!
—Shizuka's lips were suddenly covered by someone else's and her mind blackened out. Slowly her eyes drifted closed. Kaiba carefully slid an arm around her thin waist and supplied pressure into his kiss. He was in heaven! Christ, she tasted sweeter than his favorite ice-cream flavor; her lips were softer than his Blue-Eyes-cuddle-pillow; she smelled intoxicatingly of cherry blossoms. He sighed into the kiss.
But the sigh rather came to Shizuka as a groan that snapped her totally back to reality. Her eyes shut wide open when her mind tried to take in what was happening. Seto Kaiba was kissing her! That absofuckinglutely wasn't allowed!
Whack!
"Ow! What the--?"
"Jerk!"
Kaiba stared at her taken aback as he held his stinging left check with one hand. Did she just hit him?
"How could you?" Narrowed hazel eyes glared deathly at Seto who nearly winced at her shrieking voice. "I thought you liked men!"
"What?" Oh-ho-ho, now Kaiba's eyes narrowed as well. "Why in seven hell's would I like men?"
"You…you said there were never any women…so I thought…" she drifted off.
"You thought what?" Seto snorted and crossed his arms. "That's just typical for you shrinks. You just assume something you have actually no idea about. I didn't even say that there were never any women. I said there are no women. Do you know the difference?"
Now Shizuka pouted and crossed her arms as well. "Well, you acted strange! But it doesn't matter anyway. What gives you the right to kiss me? I told you that I have a boyfriend."
"And why would I care about your damn boyfriend? All I did was to give you some little gifts, you joyfully accepted by the way, and now you freak out because I wanted something in return? What do you think is the sense of a date? And where does it lead to?"
"What? That wasn't a date! I came as your doctor!" She pointed an accusing finger at him. "And you bribed me!"
"Well, you took the offered gifts, didn't you? You liked them. You offered me your friendship. Maybe you came as my doctor but you didn't leave as such."
The woman boiled with anger when it suddenly hit her. "You were never afraid of having dinner out of business, weren't you? You just tricked me to go out with you."
Calmly but with cold eyes he gazed at her. "I just pushed you in the right direction."
"What makes you think you know the right direction for me, Mr. Kaiba?" Her warm hazel eyes turned cold as well as she hissed at him.
There, he didn't know a suitable answer.
She stared at him for a moment and it seemed he had no response to that. Quickly she stood and walked over to her desk. "Maybe you should find another therapist."
"What?"
"I said—"
"I know what you said," he snapped and followed her but stopped in front of her desk. "I don't want another therapist."
"But I can't help you if you see something else in me other than your therapist," she spoke in a calm voice, even though she was certainly frustrated.
"I want you. What can I say? Is it that bad? Just dump you silly boyfriend and be with me. That'd help a lot, believe me." Seto laid his flat palms on her desk and leant forward, his gaze relentless but honest.
"Ridiculous." She gave a disapproving chuckle. "I hardly know you. And besides, who are you to tell me to dump my boyfriend. I love my boyfriend! There is, now listen to me, there is no way that you and I will ever be more than just doctor and patient. Do you understand?"
"Why not?"
"Because I'm not interested in you."
"Yeah, but why not?" He didn't understand at all. Wasn't he some really hot hunk?
"Because I'm in love with someone else. Don't you get it?" She nearly lost her nerve, her voice becoming higher and higher.
Seto didn't answer at all, just looked at her. She did not mean that. He was sure. He would change her mind. He had to change her mind. He had spent many years alone, never falling in love with anyone. And now that he had met one he truly wanted to be with, she rejected him! No way. He couldn't let that happen.
"Fine," he said and hung his head low. "If there's no way."
"There is no way," she confirmed but something inside of her felt a pang of… of what? Guilt? Worry? Sighing, she gazed at him in sympathy. "Don't you think it'd be better if you look for another therapist? I know someone really—"
"No!" He cut her off and faced her with stern eyes. "You're a good therapist. I've decided to work with you and now it'll be done. I trust you."
Now that really should help melt her heart again, Seto thought. Trust was his triumph card.
"Do you really think we can work together after what you just told me?" Her eyes visibly softened.
"Of course. We can continue any time." He turned and a tiny sly grin built upon his face.
Shizuka sighed. "I won't call you by your first name anymore."
"Why?"
"Too familiar."
"Fine." That didn't mean he would go back to calling her Doctor Kawai. "Can we continue now?"
"No," she said and took a deep breath. "I suggest that we continue another day. Make a new appointment with Daisy."
"But—"
"Excuse me," Shizuka said defeated, her voice sounding like frozen berries. "I'm sure you understand that I need to re-think your therapy. That'll need a few days."
Kaiba gave curt nod. He, too, felt somehow defeated. But he reminded himself that he was still within the race. She would continue with his therapy. So far, nothing was lost.
"Good evening, Mr. Kaiba." Dr. Kawai nodded in a polite fashion and faced the window.
"Hm." Kaiba smirked at this slightly. She had guts. The doctor was even more interesting than he had first thought. She was a tough one. But he would be tougher.
Wordless he left the office.
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Half an hour later Shizuka still stood still facing the window. There were millions of women living in Japan. Why did he have to kiss her of all people? She didn't get it. And it was ironic, even. If she wasn't with Varon who she loved, and if she wasn't Seto Kaiba's therapist, and maybe if they had met under different circumstances, then… maybe then she would be with Kaiba. What could she say? He was good-looking after all.
Her last thought made her giggle. She shook her head to clear her mind. Sighing she sunk down into her chair and opened her notebook.
File Kaiba, Seto: The patient does not register the facts of his surroundings. He is ignorant when it comes down to facts he does not like. The patient shows great determination for achieving his goals but loses focus on the outside world.
She sighed. For her it wasn't difficult to analyze the personality of Seto Kaiba. Difficult would only be handling his personality, especially after what he had done today. Shizuka put down her glasses and massaged her forehead with thumb and index finger before she grabbed down below her desk for some chocolate.
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Seto didn't want to go home. He needed a place where he would be alone and where he could think and relax. There was only one possible place: Kaiba Corporation. But entering his office he gasped.
"Mokuba!"
Mokuba's ebony mop popped up from another person lying on the desk. "Huh? Seto, I…uh…"
Seto took a deep breath and opened his mouth but closed it again. He was not in the mood arguing with his brother now, nor was there any place for senseless whining because he had caught him—again. Rubbing the bridge of his nose Seto sighed and turned around. "I don't even want to know. Just get off my desk."
Raising his brows Mokuba watched his brother disappear. Usually he would have gotten an earful of the size of a tornado but the fact that Seto just dismissed it worried Mokuba. What was wrong with Seto?
"Mokuba?" Something tucked on his shirt, or rather someone. "Where do we go now?"
"Excuse me," the younger Kaiba said and jumped all of a sudden, running out of the room and after his brother.
"Excuse meeeee!" Mokuba yelled at everyone he passed by, nearly knocking off one of his employees. "I'm sorryyyyy!"
Pressing himself inside the already full lift he grinned at everyone, making a younger girl blush. Impatiently he waited until the lift stopped and he could keep on running after Seto, who was already in front of the company, waiting for the limousine.
"Setooooo!"
Kaiba rolled his eyes and tried to ignore it.
"Seto, wait!"
He couldn't ignore him. Damn him, he was Mokuba after all. "What is it?"
"Why do you leave so quickly? And where are you going?" Mokuba panted slightly and pressed a hand upon his chest. "I thought you had an appointment with Dr. Kawai."
"Obviously you thought that," Seto turned his back at him when the limousine showed up. "Are you that desperate for your lecture from me?"
"Nah," Mokuba scratched the back of his head. He knew his brother too well. No doubt Seto avoided talking about the therapist and even though he was snappy he didn't seem too enthusiastic about yelling at him. That was not the normal way of Seto Kaiba. "It's just… hey, let's go get a drink somewhere!"
"Now?" Seto quirked an eyebrow.
"Yeah, why not?" Mokuba grinned at Seto, instructing the driver where to go, and just a little later the Kaiba brothers both sat in some random pub, drinking beer.
"How did you know of this place? I've never been here. It's…nice," Mokuba gazed around.
Seto snorted faintly. "Liar. It's much too boring for you."
"No, really! Sometimes it's just nice relaxing a bit…"
"I thought you'd be already relaxed since you didn't exactly work in my office." Seto lazily smirked and sipped from his beer. "Is she your girlfriend?"
"Hm…" Mokuba scratched his chin. "Not exactly a girlfriend. Her name is Yumi and she's really cute, don't you think?"
His brother shrugged. "I didn't look that close. Do you know anything else about her?"
"She comes from Shibuya and attends the Tokyo University. But in the evenings and during the weekends she works in a bar. There, I got to know her," Mokuba told him and smiled. "Now it's your turn."
"What?"
"Now you tell me something about you and Dr. Kawai." Upon seeing his brother's pissed expression Mokuba knew where he had to push the buttons. "What happened to your appointment?"
Seto sighed and leant back. "Well, I was there. It just proved to be shorter than expected."
"You don't seem too pleased about it."
Frowning, Seto didn't reply.
"I know you don't want to tell me but I'm not stupid after all, Seto. I suppose you like the doctor and there's really no big deal admitting that." The younger Kaiba shrugged and drank from his beer. "I assume there's a problem though. So what is it? Care to tell me?"
The pair of blue eyes gazed at Mokuba in wonderment as Seto considered telling his brother. Knowing Mokuba he wouldn't give up until he knew. Defeated, Seto sighed. "She's got a boyfriend."
"Oh. I suppose there's nothing you can do about it then. Although…"
"'Although?'"
"It's not that I've ever cared about something that unimportant. Women usually dump their boyfriends for me."
"That cheers me up greatly," Seto said sarcastically, rolling his eyes.
"Aw, c'mon, Nii-sama! Who is the chick you can't get laid by just snapping with your fingers?" Mokuba raised his brows unbelieving. "What's so different about her?"
Seto propped his chin on his palm and shrugged. "She's a shrink. But I'll be damned if I don't get her!" He suddenly pounded his palm on the table, making the younger brother flinch. "Mokuba, I want you to do something for me."
Blue-gray eyes snapped wide open. "What?"
"Find out everything about her boyfriend. His name is Varon," Seto ordered. "I'll crush the bastard and make her mine."
"God, you're really into her, aren't you?" Mokuba giggled but stopped seeing his brother's unpleasant face. "Anything else apart from his name? Varon. That isn't much info, you know? It's hardly a name."
"I know, but it'll do. It must. I don't know anything else but I'm sure you'll find out." A nod confirmed his decision and he lifted his glass, looking at the rather skeptic expression of Mokuba. "Cheers!"
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End of chapter five.
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A/N: I don't mean to insult any gay person. What I've written about them is just common cliché people create within their minds. It's not my own opinion! Please consider that.
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