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Oh and I really am sorry for the late updates. I've literally been having exams every other day -.- Ah well, it'll all be over by the 20th of June! ;D

Anyway, enough of my life story and onwards to the actual story you came here to read…

Chapter 5: Pervert

It seemed like Kisara Mazaki had been kept hostage by Seto for years, though in reality it had been little over a day. She sat quietly in the back, leather seat of the wealthy CEO's limo. Subconsciously gazing to her left, she accidentally locked eyes with Seto. The girl now rosy-cheeked snapped her eyes from his immediately. 'He was looking at me?'

"Uh, Se- Kaiba…?"

"Mmm?" He murmured in an uninterested manner.

"Can I go home yet?" She asked calmly and hopefully.

"No, not yet."

Her pale face dropped with those words. "Well, can I at least go out and get some fresh air later…?" She inquired as if she were a child asking a parent permission to go to a party - trying her best to keep her cool.

"I don't see why not." Kaiba frowned; his facial muscles looked tight – possibly from stress. The powerful man's arms were at his sides, large fists balled tightly. He also seemed to be avoiding eye contact with her for reasons unknown by Kisara. 'What is with him? He seems so agitated.' At that moment Kisara decided that enough was enough. She needed to know what was going on.

She inhaled sharply. "Look Mr Kaiba, I've had it up to here with you're arrogance and lack of basic explanations! What the hell is you're problem? You've never met me before in you're life before yesterday, and you have no valid reason for forcing me to stay with you and taking me to some museum to meet some physic Egyptian women who thinks I'm 'Her.' Not to mention the-"

"Okay, okay, I get the point. Spare me you're petty rants." The blue eyed man interrupted abruptly. 'Wow this woman truly never shuts up does she…' Although Seto hated to admit it, he had to admire the girl's feistiness. However, he didn't like to be insulted, questioned, or even challenged for that matter - she needed to be put in her place. 'It seems like she has absolutely no idea who she's talking to…' He continued; finally looking her in the eyes sharply. "And for you're information, I do have a 'valid' reason for forcing you to stay with me."

Kisara Mazaki grunted. "Oh really? Would you care to share this oh so important reason, or are you just going to keep abducting me like some pervert. Are you sure you don't just fancy me…?" She taunted wittily, a devilish smile tugging her delicate lips. She was 99% sure that this was not the case, but winding him up wasn't anything less than entertaining.

Kaiba went ridged. To her delight she had definitely touched a nerve.

'Pervert..?' Seto's eyes narrowed as he fought the urge to blush. This girl couldn't know he thought she was moderately attractive. "Don't flatter yourself Miss… Whatever you're name is. Interested in you? I have about as much sexual interest in you as I have for that one crazy fan girl that waits for me outside Starbucks every Monday morning." He laughed forcefully, failing to make eye contact through fear his cheeks were tainted with embarrassment. More than anything, Kaiba hated - no, despised being humiliated. 'Maybe that was a little too over-defensive…' He mentally beat himself. 'Wait, why do I care? I don't have to explain myself to this… peasant!'

Resisting the urge to smile, Kisara continued. "It's Mazaki. And yeah, yeah Kaiba." She sighed, shrunk down into her seat and gazed out of the Limo window longingly. She hadn't given up by any means, but that was enough for now. There was a possibility in her mind that if she annoyed the hot headed man anymore she'd be walking back.

Around ten long minutes of day dreaming later, the limo came to stop. Kisara smiled softly. 'Finally.'

Letting herself out the flash vehicle and stepping onto pavement, it suddenly dawned on her that she wasn't outside the Kaiba's mansion, but in Tokyo city centre. She looked around confused. 'Great. What now?'

Seto also let himself out of the car to meet Kisara on the other side. She gazed at him questioningly. "Why are we here?"

The brunette rolled his eyes impatiently. "I thought you wanted to 'Go out and get some fresh air'?"

'HE'S coming with me? I'm not allowed out by myself anymore? How did this happen?' She gawped at him in disbelief. "With… You?" She attempted to clarify.

"Problem, Mazaki?"

She closed her large cerulean eyes. "No." She walked ahead of him swiftly for a brief moment before he caught up to her and walked by her side. 'Is he scared I'll run off or something?' She rolled her eyes and slowed her pace, frowning in frustration.

Many moments of awkward silence passed between the two as they walked the streets of Japan. Despite the numerous questions Kisara and Seto longed to ask each other, the words failed them. Both of them instead decided to find the world around them more interesting – or at least pretend to.

His voice broke the silence. "So… Where did you actually want to go?" Seto asked looking her in the eye, acting surprisingly casual.

Kisara stared at him for a moment. "I… didn't have anywhere in particular in mind to be honest." She replied. "I just needed to get out. We could just - go to the park I guess." Kisara suddenly became shy again.

"Ok." He mumbled indifferently looking away from her. Kisara noticed the passers by eye Seto up in a variety of ways. Some were looks of hatred, some fangirl-ish and admiring, and some just plain awe struck. Actually, very few people failed to acknowledge his presence. Though given his dress sense it didn't really shock Kisara, you don't see a guy in a flash trench coat swanning around Tokyo everyday; but people were looking at him like he was some sort of celebrity. 'Who is this guy?'

She turned her head and gazed up at brunette man. He felt her eyes on him immediately and looked into her confused eyes. "What is it?" He said stone faced. Kisara frowned as she attempted to think of way to ask him why everyone was looking at him the way they were.

"Is there something you're not telling me?"

"Like what?" Seto replied plainly.

"Like… Who you are? Everyone keeps looking at you like you're some sort of celebrity…"

"Have you been living under a rock for the last 3 years Mazaki?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean have you never watched T.V or been outside?" He said in disbelief.

"I've lived with my grandparents since I was 10, so I never really got to watch much T.V." She confessed a little embarrassed. "So…?"

He found that hard to believe, but explained regardless. "I'm the CEO and President of KaibaCorp; amongst other things."

She could feel her cheeks burning again. "CEO and President?" She spoke under her breath in shock. 'No wonder he's loaded. I should have guessed something was up with his mansion and all.'

"You're telling me you didn't know?" He asked gruffly.

"No…I had no idea." She looked so innocent at that moment in time. Seto Kaiba was a sceptical man; however he believed that whenever she looked at him in that particular way – he'd believe every word she said.

The two reached the local park a matter of minutes later. To say it was 3 o'clock in the afternoon on a Sunday it was practically tranquil - with the acceptation of a couple of small children playing on the slide and climbing frame. Kisara skipped ahead of Seto and plonked herself on the park bench as if she had been walking for miles. Kaiba simply stood beside the bench rather than sitting on it.

"Not sitting down?"

"No." He replied plainly.

"Why not?"

"I don't have to explain myself to you."

"Fine…" She sighed. 'So freakin' stubborn.'

Kisara admired the view of the park for a while, then stared up to admire Seto. 'He looks so young…' Every stereotypical business man was at least in his 40's, yet Kaiba looked in his mid 20's if that.

"How old are you?" She asked impulsively. "Just out of interest…" She smiled shyly.

'Why does she care?' He thought not making eye contact. "I'm 19…"

'He's even younger than he looks?'

"What about you?" Seto said immediately.

"Huh?"

"I said what about you? How old are you?"

"Oh I'm 18 next week…"

He nodded, but no response came from the CEO. Getting the hint they wouldn't be leaving anytime soon, he sat beside Kisara on the wooden park bench and relaxed a little. Even when he was sitting down and seemingly trying to relax, Seto still looked so uptight.

"I met your little brother for the first time over there..." She said pointing across the park to the pond - attempting to spark conversation with impossible man to break the eerie silence between them.

"He told me. Thanks for checking he was ok." Seto spoke vaguely and emotionlessly; like he had many other things on his mind. The silence surrounded them again…

Though it wasn't what anyone would consider quiet in Seto Kaiba's head. He sighed in utter frustration.

'Its time to come clean, this whole idea was absurd…'

"Kisara..."

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry for forcing you to stay with me - I don't know what came over me."

Kisara stared at him speechless. He was apologising? Around an hour ago he was intent that he was doing nothing wrong. "Ok… So, Are you going to tell me why?"

"I'll arrange for you to be taken home when we return. Or if you live a short distance away I'll walk you back." He suggested professionally – ignoring her question.

"Why the sudden change of heart?"

"You left your bag back at the mansion I'm guessing?" Kaiba asked – once again ignoring her question.

Giving up on the questions which he refused to answer, she replied. "Yeah, I did." She stood up, signalling to Seto that is was time to leave. He stood immediately and began to walk away from the wooden bench, Kisara followed him, obediently this time. They'd only been walking a matter of seconds before Kaiba stopped abruptly, like he was rooted into the ground.

"Mmm is there a problem?"

"No, but we're going this way now…" He turned around to face me and threw his gaze over me – hinting that they were now going the opposite way. And as far as Kisara was concerned, the wrong way.

"But, that's the wrong way? We came that way so what's wrong with going back that way?"

"It's not the wrong way." He argued. "We can back that way it's just a little longer, so quit your complaining."

"A little longer? We'd practically have to walk around the entire city again! It'll take at least another hour... What's over their that's so terrible?" Kisara peeked behind him to get a view of what he was trying to get away from.

"It doesn't matter Mazaki the point is we are going that way." He stated forcefully, gently pushing her away from the scene.

"HEY KAIBA!" A voice accompanied by a heavy Brooklyn accent called from behind Seto.

'Great. Absolutely amazing… She couldn't have just turned around when I told her to BEFORE that dog, Yugi and probably his idiotic friends noticed we were here. ' Seto thought viscously. He took a prominent deep breath before turning around slowly to face the impending doom that was the geek squad making their way towards him. The friends stopped a few feet ahead of the Kaiba, though Joey was a little closer and confrontational .

"What do you want Wheeler?" Kaiba sneered.

"We saw ya were actually with a girl rich boy, so I couldn't help but come check it out and see the poor soul myself." He tried to get a look at the mysterious girl taking refuge behind Kaiba.

"Excuse me lady, ya don't have to hide behind money bags ya' know… Come say hi, we don't bite!" The teen attempted friendlily, as if he were trying to tempt a puppy from behind a couch.

Kisara practically hid behind Seto's tall body shyly. 'Who the hell are these guys? Seto's not talking to them like they're his friends…But who else could they be? And why do I have to be so socially retarded?'

Seto glanced over his shoulder to see Kisara standing immediately behind him looking awkward and nervous. "She doesn't have to do anything Wheeler. Leave her alone." He bit protectively, scowling and acting more as a shield than before.

"Nyehahaa! Guys, I think Kaiba's finally got a girlfriend!" The blonde laughed and taunted childishly. The small group behind Joey giggled at his comment.

Someone didn't find his comment so amusing. "Don't push me Joey, carry on and I will not hesitate to drop you were you stand." Kaiba's words were like venom; any wise person would have backed down from a fight with the increasingly intimidating man. Physically, there was no doubt that Kaiba was at a height advantage in the situation (being a good 6 foot) but it was hard to ignore the fact that he was also reasonably well built even for his size - and not 'lanky' by any measures.

"Gettin' a little defensive aint we Kaiba?" Joey went on, though backed away cautiously - knowing he may later regret his words. He was like a provoked scorpion ready to strike, although Joey was pretty sure that it would be a fist coming at him rather than poison sting… Which to some extent he was thankful for.

Rapidly becoming unable to control himself from physically lashing out, the CEO simply growled and turned his back to the group of friends in a hateful blaze. His frozen blue eyes melted slightly when they landed on Kisara's face. "Let's go."

Please review! I have a massive hangover, they'll cheer me up! :')

Lastly, I have to say recently because of all crappy exams… I have been struggling to find the energy and motivation to carry on, so I decided to take a look at a creative writing encouragement website. I saw this idea which I thought was pretty ironic: 'What if you were writing a story about greed with a CEO as the main character and a chess board as a key object? Set your story in a hospital.'

A bit weird, don't you think?