A/N : Hihi here I am again ^^ Since I got only positive reviews I continued this story. I changed a few in chapter one (I added some dates and some places so it will help later in this story). Because of my beta ( such a wonderful sweetheart ^^ ) I could upload this much quicker than I had originally planned to ^^ So I want to thank her again, 'Chaos Terror Destruction', for putting up with me and my nagging^^. I hope you'll enjoy chapter 2 as much as I enjoyed writing it ^^. Well I'm going to stop stalling and let you folks begin to read my new chapter.

So here I present Chapter 2 of You Can't Buy Me

BOLD = flashback

"…" = speaking

'…' = thinking

Everything is more or less in Seto's POV, so if it says "He" it's mostly Seto, unless the context states otherwise :p

PS : Disclaimer : I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, or the characters of Yu-Gi-Oh. I do own the plot however since it was my daydream ^^

4 November 2010, 02.23 am

The Kaiba Mansion, his old bedroom

Unbeknownst to her, somewhere else, someone else was also thinking about that night at the exact the same moment.

He couldn't sleep. Again. It has been happening for the last two weeks. Ever since she left the bed felt empty, cold and too big. He used to like a big bed, one in which he could roll back and forth, in which he could spread his arms and legs, in which he could even lie diagonal if he wanted to despite his height. Now it only makes him feel lonely and dejected. Wait, scratch that, he was NOT feeling lonely nor dejected, or was he? How on earth did he get to this point? He kept thinking about that night, that night when everything came crashing down. The night she left him. She LEFT him. How could she have done that to him? She wasn't supposed to leave him. That was never part of the plan, of his plan. Wasn't everything going well? Hadn't he had everything under control? Where did everything go wrong? He tried to forget everything that she had said to him but because of his brilliant memory, some fragments kept coming back.

"I'm leaving you."

Flash

"Trying to help? Are you mad? How is trying to get rid of my parents trying to help?"

Flash

"What is wrong with you?"

Flash

"You wouldn't know what love is even if it was staring you in the face"

Flash

"So I'm doing the one thing I should have done a long time ago with their help."

Flash

"I belong to nobody!"

Flash

"Feel honored? Are you stupid? I've never been so insulted in my whole life."

Object … vessel … egg … never … love and weakness.

Everything was spinning around. Her voice was yelling these words over and over again in his head.

Loner … selfish … arrogant … egomaniac … rude … ice-cold …

His thoughts got interrupted by soft knock on the door.

"Seto? It's me Mokuba. Can I come in?" A muffled voiced could be heard from the other side of his door.

He pushed himself up and supported himself on his elbows. What was his little brother doing up so late, he never comes knocking this late in the evening. Something must be wrong.

"What's wrong Mokuba? Is something wrong? Come in." He replied a bit worried.

Mokuba pushed the door open carefully and walked slowly to the edge of his bed. He moved aside a bit so his little brother could sit down.

"What's wrong?" He asked again since Mokuba hadn't answered him yet.

Mokuba was fidgeting nervously with his fingers and looked like he really wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it. Our maybe he was actually uncomfortable having to talk about whatever he wanted to talk about.

"There is nothing wrong. I just wanted to talk." Mokuba carefully answered, still looking at his fingers.

"Oh!" His eyebrows rose surprised. "Can't this wait until tomorrow Mokuba? I'm really tired and I have a conference meeting really early tomorrow morning." He sighted loudly, he really wasn't in the mood to talk right now and the dark circles under his eyes proved he was really very tired. Mokuba finally looked up and glared at him.

"I promise I'll listen tomorrow. Then we can talk about whatever you want to talk to me about. Ok?" Actually he knew very well what his little brother wanted to talk about and it just happened to be about the last thing HE wanted to talk about.

"I'm sick of it Seto! Do you think I'm stupid?" Mokuba suddenly exploded. "You're avoiding the subject!"

"Which subject Mokuba? I don't know what you're talking about." He decided to try and delay the final confrontation for as long as possible.

"You know very well what I'm talking about! I'm been trying to confront you about it for already two weeks but you always seem to be conveniently busy with something important at the moment. But now you're not so I'm going to stay this time. You're not going to chase me away again this time." Mokuba retorted angrily.

"But I am busy with something important at the moment. I'm trying to get some sleep. I need to rest so I can focus tomorrow morning in my conference meeting." He stated calmly but that only made him a target of Mokuba's killer glare.

"Yeah, like you were really sleeping." Mokuba said sarcastically.

"I wa … "

"No you weren't." Mokuba interrupted him. "Don't lie to me! You weren't and you haven't been sleeping well ever since you came back to our mansion. Not only that, you've also been burying yourself in work non-stop like a robot for the last two weeks. You even forgot your own birthday! "

"I can't help I have a lot …"

"And don't you dare to tell me it's because you have a lot to do. You're doing this on purpose. You've been accepting more projects than usual, that new deal with Industrial Illusions was totally unnecessarily. You've also been visiting Duel Academy more times than usual, no actually the fact you even went there shows how much you've been trying to bury yourself in more work. A few months ago you didn't even have the time to go there once a month. Now, it has only been two weeks and you've already been there five times. I almost never see you around anymore and if I see you you're practically a zombie. " Mokuba sighed, he was looking really worried.

'A zombie? No I wasn't!' Seto protested in his mind but before he got a chance to voice his thoughts, Mokuba was already continuing.

"This used to be the old you, the you before you got married, the you who worked round-the-clock on your projects for weeks, but minus the zombie part. At least the old you had an air of confidence all around him even when he was not working. Now when you're not working, you're like a zombie.

'No it's not true.'

"You're lifeless."

'No that's a lie.'

"You've lost that spark of fire in your eyes."

'I have absolutely not!'

"You've changed."

'I'm still the same'

"You're not happy anymore."

'No' "No.." He finally whispered. "It's not true at all, I haven't changed, I'm not a zombie, and I work a lot because I love working. I AM happy with my life and I'm still VERY confident. So what are you talking about Mokuba."

"You seem very confident to the outside world because you're a master in hiding your emotions. But I've already known you for my entire life and I know you're miserable deep down. And I want to know why. What happened two weeks ago? Why did you come back to this mansion? Not that I mind you must know but where is Tea? Please tell me, maybe I can help. I want my big brother back, not an empty shell." At that Mokuba was now on the receiving end of a killer glare.

"Please Seto … tell me …"

He sighed deeply, his little brother could be so persistent sometimes.

"She left me." He finally said with a blank face after a long pause

"She what?" Mokuba gasped "Why?"

"How am I supposed know!" He went in defense mode.

Mokuba rolled his eyes annoyed

"What happened?" Mokuba could see a flash of pain going through his eyes. It was gone so quickly that had he not looked him in the eyes he would have never seen it. Even though knowing his big brother was in pain he still continued to interrogate him. It was for his own good after all. "Tell me everything that happened that night."

He hesitated. He really didn't want to relive everything. What good would it do to tell Mokuba everything.

"Please Seto … tell me …"

He sighed again and against his better judgment he began to recall every detail of that night. At least that would finally shut him up, hopefully.

He told Mokuba about visiting her parents and offering them any amount of money they wanted just to leave their daughter alone. Kind of like buying her from them. Then he told him how he told her she didn't need anyone because she had him, how she told him he wouldn't know what love is even if it was staring him in the face and that she didn't want his money, how he pointed out that that was the reason she agreed to marry him in the first place. Mokuba was dying to say something but was holding back to hear him out. He continued with telling Mokuba about tearing the check, about how it somehow made her angry that he told her it wasn't even close to the sum he spent on her and then told her she couldn't leave him because she was his wife and so belonged to him. At that Mokuba couldn't stop himself from yelling out anymore.

"You said what? No wonder she left you."

"What do you mean?" He asked flabbergasted after being yelled at by his little brother.

"Look big bro, I would have also left you if I didn't know you like I do."

"What? I did nothing wrong" He protested

"You certainly did! Let's begin with her parents."

"I was only trying to help." He didn't even know why he was trying to explain himself. "She was distressed and miserable. She was constantly worried they would find out what she had done and would be very disappointed in her. It certainly didn't help that they came over more and more ever since they suspected something going on between us. They called her more often and asked her a lot of questions about us. Every time after a call she would feel really guilty and would cry for 2 hours straight. Of course she tried to hide it from me but I could see through her fake smile. So after a few weeks I went to her parents to try to fix everything. "

"You were worried about her." Mokuba smiled.

"I was certainly not! It was a nuisance to me." He yelled out appalled.

"You were worried about her." That little brat's smile couldn't get any bigger

"I was not … fine maybe just a little." He huffed. "I thought I could bribe them or something. Get them to leave her, to leave us alone so she wouldn't get upset to many times. Maybe if I got her ownership then they would leave her alone."

"Ownership? Really big bro? Ownership?"

"I don't know … I thought … " He sighed exasperated

Mokuba patted his big brother on the back

"I know you meant well Seto but your way of handling this was awful, crappy, terrible and totally wrong! Don't tell me you actually thought they would let you bribe them away from their daughter." Mokuba laughed. When the laugher only met with silence Mokuba cleared his throat and continued.

"Second, how could you say she didn't need her parents because she has you? Of course she needs them, they're important to her, they're her family."

"I thought I was her family now" He growled. "Wasn't I enough?"

"You are, but her family doesn't only include you like yours don't only include her. Don't take us as example big brother, we weren't really the most normal family there is. We may not have parents to think about but she does. And then that money and check thingy, of course she got angry with that, from her point of view you were kind of like mocking her."

"I was not! I was only stating a fact." He cried out outraged.

"Believe me big bro, you have a way with words that degrades people without you even knowing it."

At that he huffed.

"I'm not finished. Last but not least, the reason why I yelled out earlier. Why on earth did you say she belonged to you? You don't say that to a person you respect. You do respect her don't you?"

"Of course! She's my lovely wife." He retorted incredulous. Not believing his little brother would really ask a question like that.

"Lovely huh?" Mokuba grinned. Seto cursed himself, he had hoped his little brother would have missed his little slip-up. "Then why did you treat her like a possession?"

"I did not! She is my wife isn't she? I was just reminding her of her promise to never leave me until the day she died. She was mine. Is. Was. I- . Anyway I told her she couldn't leave because I didn't want her to leave because I-" He pressed his lips firmly together.

"Because why?"

'Indeed because why' He wondered.

"Because nothing! Forget I ever said anything."

"Fine just continue with the story"

So he told him about how she asked for one good reason for not leaving him. And how he had blurted out because he wanted her to be the mother of his child. He didn't tell him about the flash of fear or panic though since it was really ridiculous.

"I'm guessing her answer was no since she left you. I wonder why. Did you say anything else to her Seto?"

"Only the reason why."

"And that is?"

"Because she's a genius and I'm a genius, so with our DNA mixed our child is going to be brilliant too."

"Oh no." Mokuba groaned. "You didn't? Please tell me you didn't! Please tell me you're joking!"

He glared at him.

"You know I don't joke." He remarked bluntly.

"Oh no. You idiot." Mokuba groaned again. "Why did you say something like that?"

"What do you mean why? What's wrong with it?" He was definitely not getting the problem here.

"What's wrong with it? Mokuba repeated baffled "You idiot! You stupid idiot!"

He froze up in shock. His brother has never called him an idiot before. Had never dared or had any reason to call him an idiot before. But soon his shock got replaced with anger.

"Not you too! What is wrong with a compliment! She should have been glad I wanted to have a baby with her. I was trying to tell her that she was smart and charming. That I had found the perfect mate for me in her. That I only wanted her and her alone to reproduce with. What is wrong with thinking you're wife is just brilliant and perfect, with wanting to reproduce with that same charming brilliant women. She should have felt honored that I wanted her."

"Reproduce? Really big bro? Did you just use the word reproduce? And why didn't you just tell her everything you just told me? Why did you only tell her you wanted to have a baby with her because she's smart?"

"Everybody knows I only want the best and if I wanted her then she should have known she was the best. Did I really need to spell it out for her? And aren't everyone supposed to feel happy when called smart?"

"No. That's just you. Other people would have wanted to hear something else too. Like why you emotionally want her to be the mother. Not just physically, not because she has some lovely characteristics you want for your children to have too, not because you think she's the best person to mate with statistically. She would want to know why you think she's the best person, why your heart thinks she should be the one.

"But-"

Mokuba raised his hand to stop Seto from interrupting him.

"I know you, you think she's the right choice based on your statistics. That your personal choice is based on rationality anyway. But I was talking about your heart, not your mind, I was talking about your feelings. I was talking about that she would have wanted to hear you say you wanted her for her, not for her body. Probably wanted to hear you say something about caring or even loving her and that that was the reason you didn't want her to leave and wanted to have a child with her. So do you love her? Do you have feelings for her that go beyond respect and friendship?"

"I do- oon't" He hesitated and cursed himself for it since his little brother was looking at him skeptically because of it. He was getting really tired of this conversation and wanted to stop this torture now but his brother wouldn't let him go.

"Anyway, I'm guessing she said no to you. And then she just left you?"

He nodded quickly, wanting to end this as fast as possible. Unfortunately for him he nodded a bit too quickly.

"Then why do I have such a bad feeling that you still managed to made it even worse? So spill out Seto. "

He snarled at Mokuba but reluctantly continued about how she had indeed refused him and how he hadn't understood. How he had told her she should have felt honored. At that Mokuba sighed really loudly. Ignoring that he continued about how she had answered that with rants and insults about him. Something about being an object or a vessel and only wanting her for her egg. "About the same nonsense you spouted." he remarked. And how the insults were all about him being cold, heartless, egotistic and of course let's not forget thickheaded in terms of human emotions. He did not tell him about her not wanting him to be the father of her child. Finally he came to the part where she forced him to sign the divorce papers and how he had refused it. How he had tried again to tell her she couldn't leave him, how he was panicking what everybody else would say.

"I knew it got worse!" Mokuba muttered under his breath.

"Imagine what the headlines will be when this all comes out." He repeated in panic again. "Seto Kaiba couldn't keep wife from leaving, first of many failures? or Seto Kaiba got dumped, maybe isn't that good in bed., I'll become a laughingstock in the business world, even my money couldn't keep my wife from leaving me.

"That's enough Seto. You know that's not true. Even when you're not single you have girls standing in line waiting for a chance with you. So when you really are single there're going to be even more. And how many wife's haven't these businessman already had. You're not even close."

"You're right! There are plenty of women out there who would even kill to meet me, let alone be with me or marry me. I can just go and find another brilliant charming sweet beautiful women who would appreciate me, who would want my child and who are not Tea, who are NOT Tea, who certainly are NOT Tea-" He kept raging on and on and on, how he would never ever want someone named Tea, someone with brown hair and blue eyes, someone who was a lion, someone who was twenty cm smaller than him, someone …

'Poor Seto, he's totally in denial' Mokuba sighed to himself.

"And did you know she smacked me? Can you believe she smacked me? And call me thickheaded? How dare she!"

"She's right you know?" Mokuba finally interrupted his rant. "You really are a newbie in terms of human emotions. You don't understand them, not other's not your own and that's why you despise them or are even afraid of them. That's why you think they're weaknesses and why you hide them. You hide them behind your cold words. Look, you really didn't have to explain everything you said to her to me. I understand the deeper meaning of all of your words, I just can't believe you really said all those sentences to her. It's like you ceased to remember she can't see through your mask nor can she read your mind. She doesn't know you enough, she doesn't know what you're really feeling. And sometimes I think you don't even know yourself. Oh don't look at me like that, it's that or you're really bad with words and I think you like hearing that even less."

He didn't know if he should start laughing or yelling. He had enough of it all, this whole conversation was a total waste of time. The only thing his younger brother had been doing this whole time is putting him in his place. And belief him that was not something he liked very much. Especially if it's about something so ridiculous.

"This is ridiculous Mokuba. Look, I told you everything about that night, I've endured all the nonsense that you have been sprouting, I've already told you I'm just fine so will you please let me sleep now?"

"See you're totally in denial and you don't even know it. But fine I'll leave you for now big brother. Think about everything I've said. And don't let you pride overrule your judgment."

"Yeah yeah good night."

"Good night Seto." Mokuba said and stood up to walk back to his own room. Just before he left the room he left a book on his brother's desk. "She had wanted to give you this as a birthday present."

He dismissed Mokuba with his hand and turned his back to him.

"Cancel my conference call and all my meetings tomorrow will you."

"Sure big bro, whatever you say." And then he left.

4 November 2010, 10.56 am

The Kaiba Mansion, his old bedroom

After only 5 hours of sleep he groggily got out of his bed. He had tossed around for another hour after his dreadful conversation with Mokuba thinking about his words and contemplating whether or not he should look at the book. Now he decided talking a look wouldn't hurt anyone right? She had bought it for him after all so it was his right? Carefully he walked to his desk to retrieve the PINK book? What on earth? Why for god sake would she have bought a PINK book for him? And why was there a locker on the right side of the book. Was this some kind of a sick joke because it wasn't funny. Reluctantly he reached out for it and tried to open it. Figures it would have been locked. Where was the key? Ah there, on the backside a key was taped on the book. He finally opened the book.

"Property of Tea Gardner" stood there in elegant handwriting.

'It's her diary!' He gasped.

N/A : I had actually really hoped I would have been able to start writing about the past a bit earlier but I guess this whole Mokuba vs Seto conversation turned out longer than I had originally planned it to be. But you see, I didn't want to rush it.

It takes time to make Seto realize what he did wrong, what he's feeling and how to fix it. Especially the wrong part is very difficult since he's normally always right. Above that his pride won't allow him to admit fault that easily. That just isn't him. Then the feeling part, we all know how Seto is with feeling. He sucks at it, incredibly, but I dropped some hints here and there (don't know if you noticed them) that he actually really does care. He just doesn't know or doesn't want to admit yet. That also will take some time. It would have been really OOC for him to change so quickly without a changing process. It would have made him a pussy and wouldn't have done him justice. I love Seto too much to change his character and I hope the real Seto fans out there agree with me.

I bet the azureshipping fans are all waiting for a bit action and I promise I'm working on it ^^ it just won't happen THAT fast I'm afraid :p.

That aside, how did you folks think this chapter was :p good ? bad ? awful ? more ? stop ? So if you have time :p don't forget to review ^^

Because you're all so sweet here's a preview ( some fragments ) of the next chapter (s) :

15.10.10

Dear Diary,

I just came back from the doctor and I don't know if I just laugh, cry or jubilate. I'm shocked, I'm surprised, I'm terrified and I have no idea how to tell Seto. How will he take this news. How will he react when I tell him I …

"Wait wait. Please let me in. I need to talk to her. Please"

"She's not here so please leave son before I force you too."

"You don't understand! I really need to talk to her. Please just for a second. I promise it's just for a moment. It's really important."

There was a moment of silence

"She's really not here. She left."

"What? To where?"

She had to hide in the last place he would ever suspect her to be.

He had to find her no matter what. Maybe the diary will help.