Having A Heart
Summary: Kaiba believes that the heart is just a big muscle that pumps blood around the body. Serenity tries to convince him that the heart is a place where you keep the ones you love. Will she succeed? And will he place her in his heart? Silentshipping.
Disclaimer: YuGiOh! is still not mine...
Author's note: Yes, I've officially written 10 chapters! I'm now somewhat proud of myself^^ Anyway, this chapter is full of thoughts, which was very relaxing to write. I want to give my thanks to Catalyna Cullen and Kie Shan for their nice reviews on chapter nine, thank you guys!^^ And I'd like to give an extra super special awesome thanks to P.O.J.A! Your review on my previous four chapters was by far the best review I've ever had. It made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside^-^ So, an extra super special awesome thanks to you!
Chapter 10: Owner Of A Lonely Heart
Kaiba crossed the floor quickly, taking big steps, not paying attention to anything around him. That was, until his secretary was dumb enough cal after him. And she couldn't have picked a worse moment.
"Mister Kaiba!"
He didn't stop, nor turn around. He simply shouted those feared words through the hallway.
"You're fired!"
Reaching the elevator, he stepped inside, hitting the button that would take him back to the main hall.
Now that he was standing still, his adrenaline slowly began to fade, and he could think clearly again. Damn… Why did he fire his secretary again? Now, he had to interview other people for that position… And he had other things on his mind. Like the events that had just occurred.
How on earth could he have been so incredibly stupid?! Of course, she kissed him first, but still… He had kissed back. Why on earth had he done that?! She was a Wheeler, and Wheeler was equal to nothing.
Although… If he played his cards the right way, he could make her a Kaiba…
For the love of god, why on earth would he be thinking that? It was completely ridiculous!
Why would he like her anyway? He didn't have any reason to. She was weak, soft, and breakable; like a porcelain doll. She was completely unlike he himself. Yet, that might be the reason he liked her in the first place. Because she was also kind, sweet, caring and loving. It seemed he had lost the ability to be like her a very long time ago, and that he wished to reclaim it.
He lifted up his hand and started rubbing his temples, trying to control his upcoming headache.
Was this the emotion people describe as love? Yes, he was almost certain it was. There was simply no other explanation. So, maybe this was what Serenity had meant with the importance of the heart…
No. It was ridiculous. Even if this was the emotion called love, it didn't have anything to do with the heart. Love was caused by hormones, hormones came from the hypophysis, and the hypophysis was located in the brain.
Yes, this messed up feeling he had was nothing more than a bunch of hormones that came with being an adolescent. After all, he was eighteen years old. It wasn't more than normal that his hormones were overdoing it. The reason he kissed back were the hormones, not him. It had just been the heat of the moment.
The moment he had set all that straight for himself, at least, the moment he thought he had set all that straight for himself, the familiar, subtle bell rang and the elevator doors opened.
With his normal, straight face, he crossed the hall, not paying attention to the people around him. While walking, he took his cell phone from his pocket and paged his chauffeur.
Once outside, his chauffeur just pulled up in front of the building. Not waiting for him to get out and open the door, Kaiba opened the door himself and got in, slamming the door shut behind him. Oh, how he wanted to go home… He desperately needed an aspirin.
Warms tears were flowing over her cheeks. There she was, sitting on the floor, her back against the desk, her arms hugging her knees, her face buried in her lap.
Why? Why had she done that? And even more important, why was she feeling so miserable right now? She didn't have those feelings for Kaiba, right? Or maybe she did… Why else would she just kiss him like that? It wasn't like her at all. She was the peaceful and quiet one, someone that waited for others to make a first move.
So, why did she do it? Probably because she knew that Kaiba would never make the first move anyway. He was way too proud for that. Besides, he didn't even like her anyway. That had become clear from the look on his face after he broke off their kiss.
She felt a strong urge to get up and bang her head against the wall. Of all the people on the earth, she just had to fall in love with him. He was always a jerk, he never smiled, he despised other people, he hated to be touched… Yet, that was the person she'd fallen in love with. Oh, the sweet irony.
When? She desperately tried to remember when she'd fallen in love with him, yet, she couldn't find an answer. When had she switched from admiring his strength to loving him? Had it been dinner? Her visit to his house? Or maybe she'd been in love since she first laid eyes on him in Battle City…
She didn't even know why she was in love with him. It definitely wasn't his personality… Or maybe it was. Kaiba was everything she wasn't: strong, fierce, powerful and brave; qualities she wished she possessed. Yet, he was also mean, hard, cold and cruel, which weren't the qualities she desired to posses. Somehow, she must be attracted to his well-hidden good qualities. Qualities that nobody else seemed to notice. Besides, his good looks weren't working against him either.
Well, maybe it was a good thing that it didn't work out. For starters, how was she going to explain to Joey that the love of her life was the man he saw as his sworn enemy? She could see herself standing there: 'Hey Joey, I'm in love with Kaiba, isn't it great?' He'd probably explode right there and then.
Still a bit shaky from all of the crying, she got up, sweeping away her tears. The last thing she wanted to happen was for someone to walk in on her now. A fifteen-year-old, plain girl, crying her heart out in Seto Kaiba's office. She'd rather not be on the cover of every gossip magazine, and she was sure Kaiba wouldn't like that kind of publicity either.
So, without further ado, she walked towards the door. However, before she could even come close, she tripped over something and fell down, flat on her face. This was definitely not her day.
She pushed herself up into a sitting position. As she rubbed her painful nose, she turned her head to see what had been laying in her way. She almost started crying again when she discovered it was the tiny Blue Eyes she'd given Kaiba. It must'vefallen from the shelve somehow.
She carefully picked it up. Much to her surprise, it was undamaged. There wasn't even a scratch in the paint. Remarkable, seeing how the tiny thing fell almost two meters down. At this fact, she smiled slightly, though she still felt like crying.
The Blue Eyes reminded her of Kaiba; strong and fierce, yet beautiful and a bit cute. And of course, the incredible blue colour both Kaiba's eyes and the Blue Eyes' skin had… It was enchanting.
Serenity angrily made a fist out of her free hand. Damn, she was doing it again. She was thinking about him. Again.
With a sigh, she got up again. For a second, she looked at the Blue Eyes in her hand. If she took it, she'd have a new excuse to visit Kaiba… But what good would it do? He'd probably kick her out before she could say anything, leaving her even more miserable than before.
No, it was best to just leaveit here. If she took it, it would only remind her of this depressing day. As she placed the tiny Blue Eyes on Kaiba's desk, since she couldn't reach the shelve, she made herself a mental note to never bother Kaiba again.
And with that depressing thought in her head, she turned around and left the building.
With a depressed sigh, Serenity stepped into the house, carefully closing the door behind her. Almost immediately, she heard giggling coming from the living room. Oh great, Joey and Mai were here… This really wasn't her day.
Without really caring what those two were doing anyway, she walked into the living room, only to find Mai laying on top of a shirtless Joey on the couch. They seemed like the perfect couple at that moment, having both fun and an intimate moment. It made her feel even worse.
Soon, the couple discovered her standing there. Mai quickly sat up straight, while Joey put his shirt back on. They both looked quite embarrassed.
"Hey sis! Where have you been?," Joey asked quickly, hoping to distract his little sister from the scene she'd just witnessed.
Instead of the sweet remark she normally would have made about the position her brother and his girlfriend had been in, she simply shrugged.
"Just at the mall," she replied to him, telling only halve the truth. She was just thankful that Joey and Mai were too busy covering up to notice that she was lying to them. Lying… She seemed to be doing that quite a lot recently.
"Shopping all by yourself? Well, that couldn't have been much fun…," Mai said, feeling a bit sorry that they'd just left the girl alone for the entire afternoon.
"Oh, but I wasn't alone. I ran into Mokuba on the way; he needed to get something," she said quickly, for once telling the truth. With the comment, she forced a smile, hoping Joey and Mai would buy it and wouldn't ask any more questions.
Luckily, they didn't. Joey simply shrugged and Mai nodded with a small smile.
Taking that as an approval, she left the living room. Once back in the hallway, she watched the clock. It read seven thirty p.m. She thought about the fact that she hadn't eaten anything yet. Well, she wasn't hungry anyway.
She let out another sigh, as she was getting ready to climb the stairs, so she could get some peace and quiet. However, when she was halfway, she heard another giggling sound coming from the living room.
Hearing that, Serenity turned around and walked back down the stairs. If there was one thing she didn't want to see or hear tonight, it was a happy couple. It only made her sad about… well, the previous events.
So, without really thinking clearly, she just left the house, hoping to find a nice and quiet place.
Mokuba jumped at the sound of the front door slamming shut. He quickly got up from the armchair he'd been sitting in, rushing to the hallway afterwards. Surprisingly, he found that it had been his brother who had directed his anger towards the door.
"Hey Seto, what are you doing home so early?," the kid asked curiously. It was only seven thirty, and Seto usually wasn't home until ten. Strange… His brother never left the corporation early. And with never, he meant never. Except for now.
"I need an aspirin," Kaiba grunted as a reply, walking past Mokuba to continue his way to the kitchen. His head felt like it could explode any second now.
"Aren't there any at Kaiba Corp.?," Mokuba asked, raising his eyebrows quizzically. An aspirin couldn't be the reason Seto wasn't at work. There had to be a real reason, and a darn good one, that would explain why he was home so soon.
Kaiba didn't answer, but continued his way towards the kitchen. Once there, he grabbed two aspirins from the medicine cabinet and a glass from another cabinet. He filled the glass with water, than popped the aspirins in his mouth and gulped the water down as if his life depended on it.
He then closed his eyes, leaning against the wall with, waiting for the aspirin to kick in. And indeed, after about a minute or so, he felt his headache weakening enough for him to think clearly again, eventually disappearing completely. He certainly owed a lot to the founder of aspirin.
Mokuba, who had been waiting patiently until the Seto's headache had faded away, now walked into the kitchen, ready to fire an arsenal of questions at his brother.
"Well?," he asked, hoping Seto would simply start talking.
"Well, what?" Darn, this wasn't going to be easy for Mokuba…
"Well, why aren't you at work?"
Seto raised an eyebrow. "Do you want me out or something?"
"No! No, it's just… well… you're never home early."
"And today I am," Seto stated simply, hoping his little brother would cut out the annoying questions. He knew he'd tell the kid about what happened sooner or later, because he told the kid nearly anything. He just hoped he could postpone telling this.
He could hear Mokuba sigh, and he instantly knew his little brother had given up.
"Well, okay then. If you want to talk about it, I'll be in the living room."
Seto watched as Mokuba left the kitchen, heading towards the living room. Soon after, he heard a lot of different sounds, indicating that Mokuba had turned on the TV and was now zapping randomly.
He sighed as he sat down in one of the chairs that came with the kitchen table. This was without a doubt the most confusing day in his entire life. And that all because of one simple kiss.
He shook his head to chase the thought about the kiss away. He had already established that it had just been a rush of hormones. Nothing more, nothing less.
Suddenly, he became aware of the absence of the sounds coming from the TV. He got up and walked to the living room. Once arrived, he saw that Mokuba had turned off the TV and was now sitting in an armchair, reading a book.
Ah, yes, Mokuba was a smart kid. Unlike many children his age, he enjoyed reading. And not just any books; books describing physiological analysis were the kid's favourite. Seto wouldn't be surprised if his little brother would become a psychiatrist when he was grown up; he had both the brains and the people knowledge.
Thinking about it, he realised that Mokuba reminded him of Serenity somehow. Both naïve, innocent, hopeful, happy and nice. Mokuba tended to get angry a little faster, and he was untidy, unlike Serenity, but other than that, they could have been siblings.
Maybe that was the reason she got his hormones to flow. She simply reminded him of someone he loved and held close. Frankly, she reminded him of the only one he loved and held close. Yes, it was very logical. The events that happened that afternoon could be simply explained when the brain was used properly. It had been nothing more than a bunch of hormones, triggered by qualities that were also possessed by the one he loved most.
It was about then when Mokuba noticed Seto standing on the other side of the living room, deep in thought, as always. Yet, the kid instantly knew his brother was thinking about the reason that kept him from work.
"Hey Seto?," he said, loud enough to be heard by his brother, whose head shot up at the sound of his name.
"What is it?," Seto asked, in a tone that was friendly for him.
"Are you ready to talk now?"
He sighed. Was he? He wasn't sure. He had set everything straight for himself; he wasn't even the slightest bit confused anymore, yet he didn't know for sure if he was ready to talk about it. After all, this had been his very first kiss, and he wasn't sure if he wanted to discus that with his little brother. Mokuba had never kissed either… or had he? No, if he had, he would have told his older brother. Just like Seto himself should tell this to his younger brother. Besides, Mokuba was remarkably wise when it came to social aspects.
So, with his decision made, he nodded and walked over to his brother, sitting in the armchair next to Mokuba's.
Mokuba closed his book and laid on the floor, before sitting up straight to hear what his brother had to say.
Seto took a deep breath. Well, there goes nothing.
And so, without further ado, he started to explain.
And with that, I'll end chapter ten^^ They'll meet again next chapter, I promise that. Next chapter will also probably be the last chapter... But I'm planning to write a sequal to this. Anyway, next chapter will have a lot of the fluff we all love so much^^ As always, if you have the time, please give me a review so I can improve my writing.