Disclaimer- I do NOT own Yugioh!
To Remember and Forget: The Kaiba Story
Marik, Bakura, and Isamu watched with wide eyes behind the glass. Seto's shirt had been thrown across the room and landed on the cold floor, where Rin's was discarded earlier. The CEO's trench coat had been hung by the door when he had come in with her leading the way. Both wanted to do this, and it seemed that Rin was enjoying this far more than what she should have been. Purposely the captain kneed him, causing the man to groan and flip her over so that he was on top, at least for the next few seconds. Ever since they had entered both had fought for dominance… and it was a tie in the eyes of the three friends watching the two. Isamu had taken to counting the minutes until each gave in and so far they had been at this for four minutes. A small hand reached for Seto's chest and shoved him back, using her feet as leverage. Bakura, Marik, and Rin's partner watched as Rin managed to straddle him while reaching to pin his arms.
"…Uh… should we be watching this?" Marik asked his white haired friend, who simply shrugged with his eyes glued to the scene and a smirk.
Kaiba had let her pick the place, and she said she likes privacy… and now he found himself hardly clothed in a dimly lit room with a FREEZING cold floor! When the man asked if she wanted more light her reply was,
"But it's more fun this way."
And maybe it was more interesting, 'But she better get on with this because this is getting pretty damn hard!' Seto's thoughts echoed through his mind, and for some reason he started to feel nervous. What if he couldn't last as long as she could? His nature wouldn't let that happen, so as Rin snatched his hands, Kaiba forced her away and against the wall. The blonde woman was having trouble breathing-but so was he-and only just released a gasp as Seto's chest was against hers and his hands traveled along her waist and towards her rear. Kaiba noticed her flushed face and mused hair, satisfied with his work. Now that she thought back on it she should have told him that playing rough wasn't aloud… wanted, but not aloud. The blonde's legs wrapped around his waist and steadied herself with the help of broad shoulders. But she needed to win, had to win, so her dainty hands moved south against Seto's toned chest until they reached their destination and she grabbed and squeezed causing Seto to take in a deep breath and all but fall backwards. Now who was flushed and panting?
"Oh God!"
Rin felt triumphant as Kaiba ended up under her yet again with her seated on his chest. There was a curtain of golden hair tickled his nose, Seto smiled.
"Say it," coaxed the woman who was also grinning.
"I love you."
"Good," and she was walking towards her shirt, lying on the workout bench.
The CEO knew that she had won this match, but the next one he was sure to have his way. He lifted himself off of the concrete floor of the Domino Police Station weight room, not sure if floor was any colder than the poorly insulated space. As the captain was pulling her brown sweater over her sports bra, Kaiba crept up behind her and kissed her cheek as her head popped out of the neck.
"You do know that I will probably never take my shirt off with you in the room again, right?" Seto said, wondering if the two spots on his chest would ever return to the original color.
The three who had been watching secretly from the locker room peeked out, Bakura handing Isamu a five dollar bill and frowning at the brunette. He just had to loose didn't he? Rin and Seto had been doing this ever since they had officially started seeing each other… so about a week ago. Mokuba would even find them wrestling in the family room when he would come home from school. The woman was now living with the two again, until Takeshi was caught. The hit man hadn't made a move for a while, and the police thought that their leader had scared him off the first time they encountered each other. But Rin thought differently, Takeshi was the type of man who wouldn't let a job be flushed down the toilet. So everywhere they went, the young captain was all but permanently attached to Seto's arm. Isamu was edging them forward and out of the building, leaving the ringing phones and bustling people behind them in the precinct.
"So how's Sarah?" Rin asked, almost giggling at the sight of his pink cheeks.
"F-fine… just fine. I saw her this morning actually."
"You know, Isamu, you can only follow a person for so long until it is officially considered 'stalking'."
Her partner huffed, as all five of them waltzed to the bakery down the street. That rumor about cops liking doughnuts? Yeah, pretty much true. Sarah McCathy had moved into Domino City two years ago, and had been the apple of Isamu's eye ever since then. Her dream of owning her own bakery seemed a little farfetched for someone from Ireland. A moment passed as the tiny red brick building came into view. The baby blue cushions on the seats to the tables outside where clean against the white plaid pattern. Soft yellow spray-painted tables sat in the middle of two padded chairs, and the same pattern repeated on the left side of the door as well as the right. Yellow daisies rested in blue vases as centerpieces, and matched the mural around the windows that let in the bright sunlight to the humble bakery. The glass door was pushed open and let out a soft ding when the bell clashed with the metal frame. Fresh bread was lined in clear showcases, ready to be served, and several other treats lined the back shelves in blue and yellow boxes. A young woman with curly red hair bounded out of the kitchen at the sound of the bell with an apron covering her Snoopy tee and old tattered jeans. Bright green eyes welcomed the customers as they came up to the counter, Isamu with a huge grin on his face.
"Now Isamu, it's almost like you're following me," Sarah flirted as she leaned over the counter to meet his gaze.
"Told you," Rin whispered to her other friends, earning a chuckle from Seto.
If he wasn't busy flirting with her, Isamu would have yelled at them. But he only saw her five times in one day, and talked to her two out of those five. (Creepy! XP) Marik's face was against the glass case; making drool trails on the clean surface. Rin would admit that Sarah's creations were amazing. And she attracted even more customers with the rumors flying around town about the homey place. The inside had white pristine walls with blue specks like someone had taken a few paintbrushes and spun around with sky blue paint on the tips… She wouldn't put it past the red head. Black and white ceramic tiles clashed in a tasteful way against the shiny new booths scattered around the room. Walls were littered with awards and newspaper clippings mentioning her family and recipes. The old fashioned cash register had never been robbed and was never going to be with that hidden weapon Sarah kept loosely taped under her counter. The young Irish woman knew how to shoot, coming from a long line of hunters, but chose to bake tarts and cakes instead. Once Bakura and Marik had finally had their faces stuffed with sugary treats, Sarah went into the back room to get cleaning supplies for the display case.
"So, how are you all faring?" the woman asked, her voice thick with an accent.
"Alright. How's business?" and just then the bell chimed its happy tune.
"Pretty well today. Can I help you sir?"
That man, Rin noticed, seemed over covered for sixty degree weather. Dingy jeans, scratchy looking scarf, and a dark drab over coat that was accompanied with a hat that looked straight out of a detective movie; yeah not shady at all. The young policewoman's guard was up as soon as she noticed that the man placed his hands in his pockets. Kaiba felt Rin tense and even sent her an 'are you okay' look. Sarah was busy chatting up the man on the other side of the counter, who was clearly not in the mood for speaking. Isamu felt the oddity of the man too and never left his eyes wander from the situation. Suddenly, in the middle of Sarah offering one of her chocolate cupcakes, suspicious man leaned over the counter to whisper something… and that something made the red head give Rin a panicked look that vanished as soon as it came. Her partner was already making his way towards the register, but halted when as he noticed the gun held nonchalantly, peeking just over the countertop. Sarah's face was set in stone, and if you didn't know her, you would have been scared shitless.
"Rin Akkenai?" the man asked as he noticed that Isamu had already seen the weapon.
Sarah's hand was creeping towards the loose tape, undetected by the man. The woman he asked for crept out of the booth, trying desperately to give off a disarming atmosphere. Marik and Bakura froze with their mouths full, not daring to swallow in fear of a gun to go off. Seto was slowing following Rin without her knowledge. Probably not the smartest thing to do but he did it anyway. The pure white countertop had never seen so much action in its life. The Irish woman didn't know if she should have been excited or scared out of her wits.
"Yes, who's asking?" Rin finally spoke standing a few feet from the man, with Kaiba behind.
Suddenly the weapon was turned on her, the man removing his hat and scarf. Takeshi grinned stupidly at her shocked face.
"We thought you decided to leave," Isamu assumed, moving behind the slab towards Sarah.
"It's not very good to assume things."
"What do you want?" the policewoman snapped, now realizing that Kaiba was almost directly behind her.
"Just to finish a job; two actually."
'Son. Of. A. Bitch!' the blonde thought, sending worried glances in her partner's direction. Isamu grasped the baker's elbow and tugged her towards the backdoor. Marik and Bakura got the hint, sent 'good luck' glances to their friend and followed the officer swiftly out the back door. Sarah and Isamu were hand in hand now, running to the station with their two friends in tow. Why did it look like their destination was halfway across the world? A few uniforms had been leaving through the front doors as they arrived, and Isamu screamed at them to go back inside. The entrance burst open with Rin's partner barking orders left and right. Sarah was trying to catch her breath while the two entered Rin's office. Marik and Bakura shut the door behind them, cutting them off from the bustling office.
Meanwhile Rin was facing the hit-man and Kaiba doing the same. If Takeshi hadn't been trying to kill Seto, Rin would have said he had something going for him. Obviously the man was a bodybuilder like Taichi. Were all hit men buff? He hadn't shaved today, and the stubble plus overcoat almost made him seem homeless… almost… The perfect blonde hair and teeth gave away a high social structure feel. No one noticed the scene going on inside, and thankfully just walked by.
"You better hope that Mokuba is okay," Rin threatened, feeling Seto tense behind her.
"Oh, his little brother wasn't a target in the first place."
Bricked! What the hell? He had been stalked by a man with a gun and now someone was telling her that he wasn't a target. Not Rin's best day on the job.
"Then who was? You did say that you had to finish two jobs."
"You," Takeshi deadpanned.
"Well that explains some things, doesn't it?" Rin chuckled, feeling another headache coming her way.
It seemed to fit. Mizu paid Taichi first, and he hired a terrorist to go inside of that chemical filled building. Rin wasn't the type of policewoman to let something like that happen without trying to stop, so he knew she would be the first on the scene. Kaiba coming to the police station happened earlier than planned, thanks to Akina. Since Rin hadn't been killed in that explosion, that plan had failed. But Taichi only knew the name 'Kaiba' not 'Seto'. Poor Mokuba being stalked was just a mistake.
"So who were you targeting at the pool?"
"Well, if you hadn't have shot at me, I could have taken you both out," Takeshi shrugged with a sigh.
Seto was glaring, like always and not giving Takeshi much emotion other than hate.
"Kaiba, why don't you leave us alone? Go see Mokuba and make sure he's okay," Rin offered while raising her weapon to the hit man's face.
"No," what was with people deadpanning today?
"Kaiba, leave."
"If Mr. Kaiba wants to stay let him Rin," the blonde man coaxed, grinning stupidly.
She was so close to shooting him, but she couldn't just yet. Maybe her partner would come back with backup in the next few minutes. Rin just needed to keep him talking, grinning, and pissing her off. Luckily, Isamu was in route with the entire precinct behind him. One group was dressed in street clothes and able to pass the bakery unnoticed and go around the back. Rin was praying that Isamu wouldn't do anything stupid. After a while Rin was wondering how she was going to keep this man talking instead of shooting.
"Takeshi, you know that if you just admit to what you're doing, then maybe the judge will be gracious."
"We both know that's not going to happen," the man chuckled.
Kaiba had been forgotten, but he was making his way around the two. Maybe if he could just distract the man Rin could take a shot. Finally, the sound of his shoes against the tiled floor gave away his plan and Takeshi's weapon had changed to face his direction. As soon as a loud pop was heard, police flooded the bakery screaming. Rin had jumped as Takeshi took the shot, but still followed the path of the bullet even as it reached Kaiba. The blood started to flow just under the left shoulder as Seto fell against the wall. The policewoman didn't even blink as she jumped over officers to him.
"No, no, no, no, no," she chanted while pressing her hand against the wound.
Warm crimson liquid dripped down her hand and Seto's breathing all but stopped.
*.*.*.*.*.*.*
The fluorescent lights of the Domino City Hospital gave the halls a dull feel a Rin paced back and forth with Mokuba clutching his knees in a waiting room chair. Isamu and Sarah sat across from them, holding hands since Takeshi was arrested. Akina and Yami had been late because they had been halfway across town dealing with wedding plans. The occasional phone call caused her to jerk her head upward and tense. Hours had gone by and Rin was now cradling Mokuba in her arms, half asleep. Isamu had left thirty minutes earlier with Sarah, who was too jumpy to doze. Akina was raiding the snack machine and Yami beside her. The constant noises of machines finally muted and nurses exchanged shifts for the night. Bakura, Marik, and Duke had stopped by earlier that day and left once making sure their favorite captain was alright. But she wasn't, because all she could think about was Seto Kaiba lying still in a hospital bed.
The next morning started at five thirty with a doctor shaking Rin's shoulder. Mokuba was almost dropped from her lap. Fortunately the doctor caught his arm, and hoisted him up so he could groggily stand. Realization struck Rin in the face, making her anxious.
"Is Seto okay? Is he alive?"
"His shoulder will be very sore for a few weeks, and there might be a scar, but he'll be just fine," the doctor smiled, motioning for them to follow.
Seto sat up in his celadon hospital gown and matching sheets as his brother ran in. Rin was too stubborn to admit she was crying, but it was obvious with her red eyes. The blonde was frozen inside the door while the family reunion took place.
"How are you feeling?" Mokuba beamed from his bedside.
"I'll be fine," that was kind of avoiding the question, she noticed.
Rin scoffed as she strode to the bed, sitting on the edge.
"You are fooling no one."
"I have no-ouch!" his excuse was cut short when Rin punched his wounded shoulder.
"See?" the blonde acted childishly while giggling.
Thankfully no nurses had come by to see her violence, but even if they were she would have done it. Lying is not the best idea when in a hospital. Hasn't he ever seen 'House'? After several hours with Mokuba rejoicing, Rin and Seto were alone while Mokuba went to get Akina.
"You are so stupid," Rin blankly stated, crossing her arms.
"Why? If I hadn't have-"
"If you left with Isamu and the others we wouldn't be in this mess!"
"You're right, you would be sitting here not me," why the hell was he so damn calm?
"Exactly."
"…And how is that better?"
"Well, you would have been fine," Rin mumbled.
Aw! How cute is that? A hard ass caring about another hard ass.
"You are the most confusing woman I have ever met."
"Yeah, yeah, just feel better," the policewoman rolled her eyes as she rose from the bed.
She didn't get far because his hand trapped her wrist, pulling her towards him. He was happy she was alright, he'd admit that.
"What are you doing?" she quirked a brow.
"Getting my daily dose of you."
"…Oh, my God that was terrible."
"Yeah, it was," he grinned, kissing her for the first time that day.