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Tea needed to hurry up and change before Kaiba came out of the bathroom. She ran to her closet, and grabbed some clothes. She took off her clothes from the night before and began putting on her work skirt, when her phone rang. She picked up the phone. It was Mokuba, he had been sending her messages all morning to check in on her. He was such a sweet kid. She messaged him back saying she was on her way, probably there in less than an hour. She began contemplating if he suspected anything about last night as she grabbed her bra, when the bathroom door opened.

Kaiba just stared at her, she wanted to find his eyes, but they were definitely not looking at hers. She quickly tried to put on her bra when he seemed to glide over to her and pulled her in for a kiss. She didn't push him away, instead she pulled him in closer.

When Kaiba walked out of the bathroom, he not only saw her without a top, he also saw the marks he had left on her from the night before. Her areolas were still a little red from the way he played with them. He couldn't resist anymore. He wouldn't. With only a couple steps separating them he quickly pulled her towards him by her neck, leaning down to kiss her. It was almost instinctual.

She put her arms through his jacket, and wrapped them around his waist. She held him there, taking in his warmth. She wanted to feel him, so she put her hands in his shirt, and started making shapes across his back. He grabbed her legs and picked her up, hoping she'd take the hint to wrap them around him. She did. He pushed her up against the brick wall near the door and began undoing his belt. Tea didn't want to allow him to ravage her while she had barely any clothes and he was fully clothed. She wanted to feel his warmth, but he was too quick for her. Before she could try to take off his coat he was already deep inside of her. At that moment nothing else mattered to her. All that mattered is he was in her, and she felt complete. It didn't take long for them to reach nirvana, but it still felt like an eternity before they did.

They stayed there, him still in her, her legs still wrapped around his waist, neither of them willing to break this magical spell they had created. For in that moment she wasn't his rival's cheerleader, and he wasn't the arrogant millionaire. Neither of them knew how long they would've stayed like that, pressed up against the wall, but it was Kaiba's phone ringing in his jacket pocket that finally untangled them.

Kaiba picked up the phone, he wasn't looking at her but out the window. Tea took this chance to grab a fresh skirt from the closet, and take the rest of her clothes to the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror, her hair was a mess to say the least, eyeliner was smudged. Any trace of lipstick was wiped clean, as if she never even had some on. Good thing she didn't wear any blush because her cheeks were already too rosy as it was. She looked at her neck, the hickey was turning purplish green. Part of her wanted to leave it exposed and wear it like a badge of honor, but she also didn't want to have to deal with all the questions that would stem from it.

When she came back into the room, Kaiba noticed she had covered up the hickey he gave her. Why did this upset him so much?

"Hurry up, Gardner. I have important things I have to handle"

Ignoring his condescending tone, Tea picked up her purse and pharmacist bag she had thrown on the couch. She went to the kitchen, grabbed some water, and took the morning after pill. She then pushed by Kaiba and headed downstairs. As soon as she hopped in the car Kaiba sped right out of the parking spot. He received another call while on his way, since he was driving he put it on speaker.

"Mr. Kaiba, the plans for the new headquarter location in America are out of budget for the year. Maybe we should wait until next year and save some money."

"No," Kaiba said curtly "There's too much business that needs to be done, and I want Kaibacorp ready in the states before the launch of my Duel Disk System 2.0"

"Mr. Kaiba, with all the debt that Kaiba Corp has incurred with the new Kaibaland opening over the past years, it really would be wise not to push this any further."

"Look Harold, I don't pay you to make executive decisions that are clearly too large for your tiny brain to comprehend. I pay you to find me the money and resources I need to get things done."

Tea wasn't at all surprised at this conversation. Mokuba had been trying to push for Kaiba to return to Domino City and forget about opening an American branch. Mokuba and her had spent many nights trying to find ways to get all the resources that Kaiba kept insisting were there. She simply started tuning Kaiba out, she knew that once he had his mind set on something, nothing would keep him from getting what he wanted. Maybe that's how he managed to build such a big gaming empire.

They arrived at Mokuba's office. Tea saw Celeste had been helping Mokuba, so she told her to go back to Martin, one of the CFO's. Then she and Kaiba entered his office.

"Look, just get those budget reports from this quarter and begin the projection sheets for Kaibaland Italy." Mokuba then slammed the phone, and lowered his head down in frustration. He hadn't even noticed Tea or Kaiba walking in.

"Hey Mokuba, don't forget we got the meeting with Stark Group representatives in 10 minutes. Who do I ask to see the minutes of the meeting I missed?" Kaiba said not once lifting his gaze from the phone he kept scrolling through.

"Look Seto, you'll just have to go to the Stark Group without me. I have too much work to do. They'd rather talk to you anyways. Hey Tea, are you feeling better?" Mokuba said, as he looked for some files. Tea nodded at him and gave him a warm smile.

"That may be Mokuba, but you're CEO of Kaibacorp. Once you graduate I am fully entrusting you with everything that has to do with Asia and Europe. My only priority will be to build our American legacy."

"We've been over this Seto, and over this; you refuse to listen. We don't have the funds right now. Maybe in a year or two, but not right now."

"Don't forget who built this company, when everyone told me it was impossible, I made it possible. You're a Kaiba, so find me what I need." As he began leaving the office he looked at Tea and remembered her words. "I'll give the Stark Group your apologies, use this extra time wisely."

With that he left Mokuba standing there. Mokuba, frustrated at his big brother's lack of understanding, and stubbornness, threw the papers on his desk on the floor. Tea quickly began to gather up those papers, she knew he would need them just as quickly as he tossed them.

"I'm sorry Tea," Mokuba began, he ran his fingers down his long dark hair. "I just wished he'd take a no once in a while. I can't deal with all this pressure anymore."

Tea looked at him and saw him grab the bridge of his now just like Kaiba would do. At this moment Mokuba didn't look like a young 18 year old kid, this job really was aging him.

"Tea, can I tell you something in confidence?" Mokuba said as leaned on the desk.

"Mokuba you can trust me with anything, you know that."

"As soon as I graduate, I'm officially giving Seto my resignation." Tea's eyes widened, she couldn't believe what she was hearing. "This company was always his dream, he loved playing duel monsters, not me. I actually want to be a doctor." Noticing her confused expression he began to explain. "You see, our mom died fighting against AIDS. The treatment they have today is far superior than it was back then. Seto thinks I was too young to remember how helpless she looked, but I do. For the longest time I hated myself for not being able to do anything, now I can. I've already applied to the University of Zurich, and last night I got my acceptance letter. I wanted to tell Seto last night, but... " Mokuba trailed off.

Tea wished she could be happy for Mokuba, but she knew Kaiba would not like to hear this. Worse, he might even try to stop Mokuba from going at all. She feared for the future of the Kaiba brothers. "Mokuba, I know right now this should be an exciting time for you, and I know that you have every right in the world to pursue such a noble dream. I also know you're not naïve enough to truly believe Kaiba will be alright with this decision you made. Just follow your heart, Mokuba, and time will heal all."

Mokuba took a deep breath and gave her a weak smile. "Any suggestions on how I should tell Seto?"

"Maybe get him really drunk, then steal his Blue Eyes jet and fly to Zurich. We both know your brother only flies on Blue Eyes or it's nothing." They both started laughing at that.

"There is one more thing I haven't told Seto, and I really think he'll take that a lot harder than my resignation."

Before Tea could inquire more, Mokuba was called into a conference call. She finished picking up his paper and left his office to go to her desk. She started taking a look at both Mokuba and Kaiba's calendars. The one good thing about the brothers is that they had their time meticulously thought out months in advance. Throughout the past two years, she had seen Mokuba's calendar include a variety of activities such as dates he had with his girlfriend, times laid out freely so he could hang out with her and the gang, even a couple of school ditch days. Whenever she saw that he laid out some free time to hang out with them, she always tried to find activities she thought would relax him, and he would enjoy. Being Mokuba's assistant she had access to everything in the company, confidential stuff that even if she had the dictionary memorized, she still wouldn't understand. With that she also had access to Kaiba's calendar. For the past couple of years, she was the one who planned their holidays, and bi-monthly in person check ins. In fact it was actually her idea that they prolonged Mokuba's graduation celebration from a short weekend to a whole week. She decided to move some things around and give the guys a whole day so they could spend time together. Usually she had to check in with Mokuba and Kaiba's secretary, but she knew that neither Kaiba or Mokuba would agree. They were both real workaholics. She took the initiative on her own, hoping that this wouldn't fire her.