(Note to self: Do NOT blast loud rock music in the middle of the night when you're supposed to be asleep and not writing chapters for fanfiction. It only gets you in trouble. I blame myself for being so in love with Gackt and wanting to hear his beautiful voice fill my head, heart, and soul. We're supposed to go a speech on our favorite song for English class and I have no idea what to chose, especially since I favor every one of his songs. As though that matters

Anyways, enough of that. This chapter focuses a little more on the past of their relationship, how it begun and along those lines. I've taken Seto a little out of character butthis is really hard not to do when trying to write a romance with him. He's so damn difficult. But that's why we all love him. Enjoy as always)

(Oh, note for previous chapter. I KNOW the note was totally unlike Seto but hell with it! I need to rearrange his character just a little bit! Thank you all for being so accepting )


Chapter Five

When or if she ever got her hands on him she would wring his neck until he collapsed at her feet, begging forgiveness. Right now, to her, Seto Kaiba was a hated, loathed, terrible, despised, insufferable, horrendous, and desperately wanted man.

The very first time he had seen her dance was entirely by accident. He had been taking Mokuba out for a day of fun and the thirteen-year old had stopped him at the local arcade. Being the good big brother he was Seto gave the boy money for a few games while he wandered around to just look.

She had been playing the one game he could never figure out. Dance Dance Revolution. No matter how many times HE had tried it he had always messed up one way or another so he no longer even bothered to spare himself the embarrassment.

He had watched her from a short distance. The arrows flashed across the screen before he even got a chance to see which direction they were pointing but she was absolutely spectacular. Every single step and movement was perfectly timed, her body shifting to the beat and her toned legs moving to step on the flashing tiles behind her feet. It had also been the first time he had actually noticed how beautiful she really was.

Before she had been really just one of Yugi's petty friends, the cheerleader, always shouting encouragement. He had been too busy being irritated and annoyed by every single one of them to pay attention to her. Now, she was alone and knowing nothing but the music and the dance steps. The lighting in the arcade was rather dim but he could still see the diamond beads of sweat that clung to her smooth and creamy skin, notice the way her clothes clung to her curves in all the right places, examine how her hips moved in a seductive manner and observe her full, sensuous lips move wordlessly to the lyrics to the song of the dance game.

He had in no way ever stared a girl like this. Surely, maybe taken a quick glimpse at one or another that might be worth looking at but nothing at all like what he was doing now. What threw him off was the fact that he could see that he was not the only one captivated by her. Several others around his age were gawking intensively at her and a sudden flare was coursed through his blood, making it run hot.

The pumping rhythm had stopped and Anzu lightly hopped off without even bothering to glance at the score she was to be given. It wasn't about points to her; she practiced her dance with this game and had fun. That was all.

Grabbing her jean jacket from where she had set it down on the floor she paid no attention to anyone else around her and turned to leave when one of the onlookers rounded on her. He was no more than twenty, pretty good looking, rather long black hair pulled back into a ponytail, a muscular build, typical Japanese face structure, defined cheekbones however and a strong jaw line. A pair of baggy jeans held to his hips, and a fitting black shirt held to his upper body, showing off the defined and worked figure. He had leaned in, obviously pressing her into trying to ask her out while she, on the other hand, was very clearly refusing.

Seto had turned away; it was none of his concern. Well it had been none of his concern until she heard her cry out and looked to see the man roughly pressing her back into one of the wall, grasping her wrist tightly. That was simply unnecessary. In three long strides he was over there, grasping him roughly by the collar and shoving him away from her. "That's really not the right way to treat a woman," he said coldly, tone driving ice daggers. "She told you no. And unless speech is too difficult for your little brain to comprehend I suggest you get the hell out of here. We needn't be stirring up trouble here. She could easily file an accusation on sexual assault. Right, darling?" He looked at her with the final two words, giving her a look that very clearly explained that she should play along or pay for it later.

Recovering from her state of shock she smiled at the person who she would have at the very least ever expected to come to help her out with a problem such as this. Sliding forward she limply placed an arm around his waist and nodded, burying her face in his shoulder while clinging to the fabric of his shirt with the other hand to pretend as though they were a couple and he was her overprotective boyfriend.

After a few more well-placed and fully-intended threats from Seto the man who'd tried to get on Anzu quickly excused himself and fled. Only then did Seto quickly let go and step away from her, trying to place a look of disgust on his expression but it did not come. "You should be more careful," he warned and turned to leave. He needed to find Mokuba and get the both of them out of there fast.

"Wait, Kaiba!" she chased after him and grabbed onto his arm to hold him back. "T-... thank you. You did not have to do that, especially not like that," she murmured quietly and let go, gazing down on the floor as a blush crept across her cheeks.

"I know that. Just forget about it. I don't want this brought up ever again," he replied and once again left, only this time she did not follow. He was so odd. She would never understand Seto Kaiba. Well, at least now she knew that the human ice cube had at least an ounce of kindness in him.

That had really been what began it all. After that, he could barely remember how it all happened. Everything had gone so quickly. Every time they met afterwards was different from the way it had been before. The first thing he took notice was the way she always looked at him, blue eyes focused deeply until she saw that he knew she was gazing at him and would usually turn away. She was always still snapping at him if he mocked her friends and throwing her energy into supporting their circle but it was never so harsh. Sometimes she would give him a wonderful, knowing smile as if saying "I remember" in defiance of his orders to forget.

Then one day, a few months after the day at the arcade, he ran into her in a bookstore. Literally, ran into her. He had not been paying attention where he was going, head buried in the pages of a new novel but it was he who had been the one ready to snap a comment about watching where they were going. Until his blue eyes met Anzu's.

"Don't you dare! You're the one who isn't watching where he's going. Don't think just being one of the richest people in Japan makes you immune to everything else in the world around you!" she said quickly before he even got a chance to let a single syllable slip from his mouth.

"Actually I was going to apologize. Or maybe your mind can't process that I can have a few manners now and again."

"...Oh," she hung her head and gathered up the books that had fallen from her arms when he had walked straight into her. It had been her fault too. She should have been paying more attention and avoided him instead of being placed in this awkward position. "Well... I'm sorry then..." she muttered quietly and sidestepped so she could get away from there and not cause herself any more shame. Being so close to him had begun to affect her mind in ways she knew weren't right or supposed to happen.

"Hey, Mazaki. Look, I'm sorry, all right? Let me make it up to you." There it was. At that moment she knew the world was about to come crash doing on top of her and the whole planet explode.

"Umm... sure."

That day had turned into their first date. She had never thought she could have so much fun, much less though with Seto Kaiba. By the time he had dropped her off on the front steps of her house she had memorized that beautiful smile. It enhanced his handsome features more than his usual smirk or frown ever did.

The only person she had ever seen him smile around was Mokuba but even that was rare. Flustered she placed her hand on the knob of the door and glanced to him, taking one last good look at him. Who knew, after today he could ignore her again. "Thank you... for one of the best days I've ever had. You made things up to me very nicely."

Nodding his head, her eyes widened to the size of dinner plates when he leaned in and pressed his lips softly to her cheek. "The same goes for me. I better go; Mokuba will be worrying about where I disappeared to." He should have been back home hours ago as he had told the boy he would have been.

Saying her goodbye she walked inside and closed the door, and pressed her back against it, smiling. Half the time, she had not even been sure if the man she had been with was really Seto Kaiba. He had acted so differently, so... polite. Maybe the real one had been abducted by aliens and they sent a clone down to Earth, which had been the thing she had spent most of the day with.

A week later she received a phone call from him, asking her out to dinner at his estate. Truth be told, she had been so excited about it that after she hung up she had grabbed her pillow and screamed into it for a full minute. But she had been a teenage girl that had just gotten the fantasy she had been picturing for days to come true.

It had been the beginning of a beautiful thing.


(Yes, yes, I know I said I would have them together in this chapter but I began writing it and became a little sidetracked.But I assure you that they will be together in the next one, however briefly I have itwritten out halflyso it should not be too long for the next post. Hope this will make up for my being absent a week. I usually hate waiting myself, especially for fanfic chapters that I am following and enjoying. Review as always, my hearts!)