A/N: It's been ages since I updated; Chalk it up to writer's block :( Read, Review, Enjoy :)

Chapter 5

Kisara pulled her long hair into the casual bun that she used alot nowadays and checked her arms. Long streaks of pink lined her forearm, the symbols of her weakness. Marik stood at the doorway to her pastel pink room and scoffed.

"There is no point inspecting your arms every morning and night..." he barked. "The marks shall continue to develop until you succeed in your mission." Kisara looked up at him while simultaneously pushing her shirt down her arms.

"Apologies, I am concerned about the lack of time is all..." She frowned as she looked at the hourglass on her table. It was only just half-full.

"Well then..." Marik moved behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders. "I suggest getting back the replica of the Millenium Rod from Seto Kaiba and..." He moved his face down to hers and whispered in her ear. "And I'll have enough power to keep you here with me forever..."

He kissed her neck and walked out of the room, closing the cream-coloured door behind him. Kisara looked at the hourglass again. Light-blue sand fell rapidly through the narrow neck of the glass, each grain of sand landing on another and rolling down the pile to the bottom.

She looked around the room. The walls were pastel-pink, the furniture was cream in colour and her bedspread was blue and pink patchwork. She smiled softly. "He's done so much for me..." she muttered to herself.

Looking back at the hourglass, she sighed. 'I'm running out of time...' She donned her red work blazer and left the room.

Kaiba was in his home office when Kia rang his phone. "I told you not to call this number, my girlfriend might be listening..." he whispered. Ever since the proposal, Kaiba was making small jokes about his 'girlfriend' finding them together. Because she was his fiancée, he enjoyed flaunting it, especially when talking to her.

Kia giggled. "Could you come to the library?" she asked timidly.

"Of course, I'll be there in a moment..." He sorted some papers into a neat pile and stood up. He debated putting on his signature trench-coat and decided against it. He walked quickly to the library and opened the door, peering inside before strolling in.

"Kia...?" he whispered huskily into the somewhat dark library. He saw her outline on the top floor, dangling over the railing.

"I'm up here." Her timid reply struck him as odd. He climbed the spiral staircase and emerged at the top slightly ruffled. Kia had put fake ivy on the banister, on the walls and ceiling as one climbed the stairs, which 'attacked' Kaiba during his ascent.

Kia bit her lip as she took in his appearance; his hair ruffled out of it's normal style, his white shirt rolled up at the sleeves and the first three buttons were undone, revealing a perfect chest. She finally looked up into his eyes, as he stood directly in front of her and examined her carefully.

"You called?" He raised an eyebrow in retaliation to her biting her lip. A few nights ago, Kia revealed to him that him raising his eyebrow was an enticement to her. In return, he explained that her biting her lip was his equivalent. But she did she call him up here to flirt?

"I have somethng to tell you..." She joined their hands. "But first, I want you to promise not to be upset with me for being careless..."

"I promise..." Kaiba studied her face carefully.

"Seto, I'm... I'm..." she stammered, unsure of what to say. Kaiba took his hands from hers and she panicked, thinking he was angry with her. Instead of moving away however, he placed his hands on her waist and pulled her toward him.

"You're perfect in every way imaginable?" he offered, smirking and simultaneously stroking her hair. Kia didn't return the smirk which made Kaiba suspicious. Kia remembered the conversation she had with the group about a year ago.

*"Ya do know that Kaiba will drop ya like a hot stone if ya eva get pregnant" Joey stated matter-of-factly. Kia frowned at him.

"Of course he won't, he-" Her reply was cut off by Mai.

"Of course he will hun" She defended Joey. "He's only with you for the ride, as soon as you fall pregnant, he won't want anything to do with you..."

"Guys! Stop saying that! Kaiba treats Kia differantly to us, maybe he won't abandon her!" Téa's shrill voice startled everyone in the room. Yugi nodded.

"He says he loves me, and I know I love him so..." Kia looked down at herself. "He wouldn't abandon me..." she whispered to herself.*

"I'm not perfect Seto... I wasn't thinking straight..." Kia muttered, staring hard at his torso. Kaiba thought she was refusing his proposal.

"Not thinking straight?" Kaiba echoed, his chest paining him as he did. She nodded.

"I'm pregnant Seto... And I... I understand if you want nothing more to do with me..." Kia squeezed her eyes shut and prepared herself for his disgust. She jumped with surprise when his hand grazed her stomach.

"You're carrying our child, and here I thought you were refusing my marriage proposal..." Kaiba chuckled darkly. He suddenly pulled Kia closer to him and hugged her tight, swamped with emotion he didn't know howelse to convey. Kia accepted his embrace, confused by what had happened.

He didn't disown her. He didn't abandon her. He worried she was breaking off their engagement. He cared. He loved her.

She felt like crying with happiness, but more had to be said.

"Seto, I owe you a full and proper explanation..." she mumbled, relaxing in his arms. "I had a prosperous family in England, formerly of Ireland and Japan, but they... disowned me..."

Kaiba stared blankly at her head. "Disowned you? Whatever for?"

"I'll start from the beginning..." Kia took a deep breath. "I'm the middle child in the family. My siblings were Saoirse* who was two years older than me and Harry who was a few years younger..." She frowned. "I don't remember how much younger though..."

"Saoirse was born in Ireland to an irish woman who was married to my father. He had mistresses in Japan, Germany, Britain and Italy. Saoirse's mother died during the birth so my father contacted my mother and asked her to marry him. They moved into a large house in England, close to Harry's mother. I was born less than two years after and my mother died during my birth...

"My father then married Harry's mother. At this point, Saoirse and I were around eleven and nine respectively, and we were sent to a posh british boarding school..." As Kia recounted her childhood, she remembered it vividly. "The school taught us to be 'Ladis', bu after an accident that occured there, I was pulled out..."

"Remember to sit with your back straight and your hands clasped on your lap. Keep your knees together and smile casually until you are spoken to." Lady Evangeline repeated over and over again. A nine-year old Kia sat as instructed, smiling prettily while her unaturally curly brown hair framed her face.

Eleven year-old Saoirse was having difficulty straightening her back. Lady Evangeline strolled over to her. "No man will want a lady who sits hunched-over" she reprimanded, her british accent sounding delicate and beautiful to Kia, who still had an irish accent.

"I don't want to sit up perfectly!" Saoirse returned, raising her voice in alarm. Lady Evangeline gasped.

"I am shocked at such behaviour!" She frowned and turned to Kia. "Lady Kia, please talk some to Lady Saoirse and convince her to do what is correct." She then ushered them out of the room. Standing in the hallway, Kia was more than aware of the master overhearing their conversation and chose to speak in Gaelic Irish.

(I will provide translations at the end of the chapter.)

"Cad atá tú ag déanamh?" She stared at Saoirse in shock. "Beidh fearg ar Daid nuair a cloiseann sé an scéal seo..." she continued, aggravated beyond words. Saoirse stared up at the ceiling.

"Ní maith liom a bheith foirfe..." She looked back down at Kia. "D'athraigh gach rud nuair a buail Daid le mathair Harry... Táim cailte..." Kia sighed.

"Ná bí ag troid lena múinteoir ar aon nós..." was all she could say, before turning around and re-entering the room.

*Saoirse - Pronounced 'Seer-sha'

Dialogue between Kia and Saoirse

Kia: What are you doing? Dad will be angry when he hears this story...

Saoirse: I don't want to be perfect... Everything changed when Dad met Harry's mother... I'm lost...

Kia: Don't fight with the teacher anymore...