Anasara

Some days I wondered why I had always been so passive and babyish for so long. It disgusted me when I thought about it too much. The girl that I was now, this Anasara, she was a better kind of person to deal with the world that we were living in.

All three of us attended a community college during the day until about twelve. In the meantime, for money, Serenity insisted that we work in a minimart, a quiet kind of job. She didn't seem to consider how easy it would be to be gunned down and robbed. No, she wanted something easy and simple. But I suppose she deserves some credit for what happened to me because of there.

I was working there one day when the very unlikely Seto Kaiba walked in. He came up to the clear cash register with a pack of batteries and some liquorice, the latter of which I really wasn't expecting for Mr. Big Wig.

"I didn't expect to see you here," he said, same flat expression on his face as always.

"Likewise. I wouldn't have expected you to like black liquorice either, but unexpected things happen, don't they?"

"I suppose I should ask how you are." I scanned the two items.

"No need. You're not particularly a social butterfly and I understand that."

"Really? And there I was thinking positive Serenity would have encouraged me to reach out to other people."

I don't know what my motivation was, but I didn't plan on correcting him. For one, Serenity would not like it if I went about telling people that she was schizo. I didn't want to destroy her, but at the same time, I didn't want to be her. I would keep up the rouse. I chuckled.

"Let's just say that I've changed."

"Serenity! You're on break! Twenty minutes!" Andi called from in the aisles. When she emerged and saw me talking to Kaiba, she stopped abruptly. "Oh, wow."

"Want to go for a walk?" he asked. There was something I wasn't expecting. I smiled.

"Your schedule isn't chocked full of business and crap?"

"Actually, I'm ducking some duties at the moment."

"There's something I never thought I'd hear Mr. Corporate say. I thought you were married to your work."

"People cheat." I laughed.

"Alright." I shed the apron and left it on the counter and looked back at Andi.

"Andi, I'll be back."

"You better be," she called back, smiling.

We just casually walked on the sidewalk quietly for a moment before I broke the silence within the noisy city.

"So, what brought this on?" I asked. Kaiba started on his liquorice.

"Seeing you unexpectedly gave me a sense of déjà vu. It reminded me of all those times I was stuck with you and your little friends fighting all those idiots who thought they stood a chance against me."

"You say 'little friends' like you're not their age."

"We might be the same age but in terms of maturity, I'm way older than them." I smirked.

"So proud."

"And you seem so different. The Serenity I knew was always smiling and cheerful like the damn sun emanated from her. I'll admit, sometimes it was a bit refreshing but most of the time it was just damn annoying." I laughed. "What happened?"

"Life caught up to me. I realised it was dumb to always be nice to a world that wouldn't think twice about smashing in my lungs and anally raping me." He turned and looked at me, stopping dead in his tracks. "Words too violent?"

"Some transition. I need a little time to see exactly how much you've changed. You're the last person I would have expected to give reference to anal rape." I laughed again.

"That's just how it is. As a businessman, you can sympathise with me." He nodded and we began to walk again.

"Yeah, I can. How's Joey?"

"You ask as if you care."

"Hey, I'm being polite, even if I wish I could throw him over a bridge."

"Why start now? You've been a bitch all your life, why try to be Mr. Courtesy now?" He shot me another long look.

"You curse now, too. Big shell shock."

"I don't know anyone who doesn't curse. Even Joey's lips get loose when he's angry."

"I can't imagine Yugi cursing."

"Actually, you're right. I've never heard him curse."

"You've never heard me curse either."

"I'm not around you enough to hear you curse. In most cases, you don't give a shit about me enough to want to spend time with me."

"Maybe you're changing my mind now. I'm feeling more relaxed now, which was the point of leaving the office. You're the only one of that geeky little group who I didn't know much about. Maybe this is to fix that."

"You sure you're not just looking for an easy screw?" He stopped dead again.

"Why in hell would you say that?"

"You stressed big wigs have a tendency to have a lot of pent of energy. That why most of you are sluts."

"In any case, are you telling me that you're an easy screw?"

"No, I'm about to negate that. In case it was your thought, I'm not. Not that I've really been around a lot of guys, anyway."

"As far as I knew, Duke and Tristan were fighting for your affections."

"They're not people I could consider for my affections. I've been travelling with them. They're like family to my brother and to me. I can't do that."

"Do you feel familiarly towards me?" he asked, smirking.

"No. You've been Mr. Solo Bitch all along. We didn't get close. You're not one of the people who gave any thought to my safety. The rest of them have." His smirk widened.

"So where do we stand?"

"More than strangers, less than friends. Acquaintances maybe?"

"Suppose that's not good enough for me." I laughed.

"Sounds like you're insinuating something." He gave me a long look and then smiled. "You don't have time for relationships so I know that's a joke."

"Now you're insulting me."

"If you need someone to help you take your mind off, you know where and when to find me from Mondays to Thursdays."

"Maybe I'll stop by again. We should start getting back."

"We should. How's Mokuba?"

"Good. Your typical, hormonal seventeen-year old."

"And, of course, you can say that with such disgust because five years ago you were never like that."

"It's always been about business for me. If I'm not the best then I might as well be dead."

"But you're not the best. Yugi always topped you."

"What are you trying to do to my pride?"

"Nothing. I'm just saying."

"Fair enough. But after him, no one can beat me. He's not a businessman for the very least. And Yugi never beat me. It was the spirit of that damn ancient puzzle."

"That's true. But if it's any merit, you deserve your place. You've worked hard for it." We got back to the car park and we stopped in front of a silver sports car.

"Thanks, kid." He ruffled my hair and I swatted his hand away with a smile.

"I'm not fourteen anymore." His eyes fixed on mine and then his face came towards mine. His lips delicately touched mine, and just as I parted mine receptively, he pulled away.

"Thanks again, kid. See you later." He got into the car and I stepped away as he drove off. I went back in, intrigued by this guy who my brother hated intensely but who seemed so fascinating to me. In my eyes, he just seemed misunderstood.

Every week, he came and visited me the same day and at the same time. Sometime he would come a few hours later to catch me just as I was going home and we'd go to some tranquil spot just to talk. After three weeks, I came to find that I had quite a liking for him. He was smart, a genius, with just as sombre an attitude to the world as I had developed, but, when we were together, it just felt like everything was lighter. I'd never heard him laugh before but occasionally I could coax a chuckle out of him. I laughed a lot. It amazed me that all that time he'd been this person who was sour but rather amiable. I enjoyed being around him.

"Serenity, does your brother know that you've been hanging out with me?" he asked one Sunday night in that very same third week.

"No. He's been busy these days so we don't see each other or talk a lot."

"I wonder what his reaction would be like."

"Well it's not like if we're sneaking around. He'd probably respect my decision to be friends with you. He's not as unreasonable as you think."

"I'd be pissed if I found out Mokuba was getting too friendly with Tea or some one of them."

"We're getting too friendly?" He brought his face down to mine and his lips contacted with mine. Only too pleased, my lips parted and received his until we were kissing. He was soft at first and then he pushed me against the windshield of the car—we had been sitting on the bonnet—and he covered me with himself. The pressure and urgency increased and I could feel the passion stirring between us. The kisses became short and continuous, but passionate nonetheless, his hands were on my face and at the back of my neck and my hands were in turn on either side of his neck.

When we were both hopelessly breathless, he pulled back and looked at me.

"Now we are." I smiled and chuckled slightly.

"I can't figure out your motive for doing this," I admitted.

"I have to have a motive?"

"It would be appropriate for you to have a motive."

"But you know me better than that. I'm not always Mr. Solo Bitch. You've seen the better side of me."

I just looked at him while my breathing steadied and I put my leg up again and rested my arm on my knee.

"Be frank with me, Kaiba. I don't want you to keep me guessing."

"But you're so good at guessing."

"Kaiba."

"Alright." His face came closer to me again so that he was looking me dead in the eyes. "Serenity, I want you."

"What do you want from me?"

"Come with me." It didn't go over my head that he meant home.

"Will you stop hanging out with me after tonight?"

"You think I just want your body."

"Is there more that you want from me?"

"Don't make me say it, Serenity. You know I'm full of pride."

"If you're not willing to sacrifice some of your pride to be honest with me, why should I sacrifice my body to you?"

"I don't just want to sleep with you, Serenity. I want to keep meeting with you, being honest with you. You're the only person that I've ever been this honest with ever. You're the only girl I've ever wanted so much. Do you get it now?" I took his lips with my own in a short kiss and then looked him back in the eye.

"Take me with you."

He drove fast, knowing that at any minute I might change my mind and back out. But I knew I wouldn't. I was almost in love with him, or perhaps it was love, and if I had to give it to anyone, I'd prefer it be him. Kaiba was hot and rich and beneath the bitchy exterior was a man with feelings and loyalties that he hid behind a tall wall of haughtiness. Lucky for me, I saw beneath it. When we got to his mansion, he took my hand and led me straight to his bedroom, locking the door behind us and then he turned to face me.

"So you still want to do this? I won't take you unwillingly," he said. I smiled and touched his face.

"I want you to be my first. I like the man beneath the cold, hard exterior, Kaiba. I want you, too."

"There's no going back once we do this, you know that right?"

"Take me, Seto. Stop talking and just take me."

He came at me with his usual serious expression, but I could sense the storm behind the mask. His lips crashed down upon mine and my face was between his hands again. He was urgent and full of passion and I could feel the tension come off in waves. It made me want him more, knowing that he wanted me so badly.

His hands roamed down until they were and the edge of my blouse and his fingertips brushed against my stomach in a delicious, beyond innocent way. I reached for his jacket and he broke the kiss and shrugged out of it and took off his belt. I pulled my shirt over my head and his eyes trailed over my almost bare chest.

"More." It was a command and I didn't want to disobey. I went for my jeans which I then unbuttoned and slid down my legs until I stood before him in just my underwear.

"Your turn," I replied. His waistcoat and shirt were off in seconds and his pants and belt were off until he stood before me in his short, tight boxer briefs. His body was toned and long and lean...and calling for mine. He came towards me and put his arms around my hips and steered me towards the bed and we fell on it together. His lips crashed down on mine again, this time, his tongue begging for entrance into my lips which I granted easily. His tongue touched mine and the hot, sweet, wet contact sent a rush of passion down my spine, hot and heavy.

"Go higher," he said. I crawled back up on the bed until my head was on his pillow. His lips touched my stomach and a small groan of enjoyment came from my lips. His thumbs rubbed circles on the inside of my thigh as his lips roamed my stomach and I felt myself heating in response. His fingers hooked in the waistband of my panty and pulled it down until I was slightly exposed and his lips brushed over the newly bare flesh. My hips raised to him and I groaned in response.

"Seto."

He didn't respond; he just continued to let his lips roam on my tender, sensitive flesh. His tongue touched me and the groan became a high cry. He removed the rest of the barrier from my hips, pulling it from my legs and leaving me exposed. His tongue probed me open and tasted me long and slow, forcing another sound from me. My fingers clutched the sheets beneath me and I broke out into a sweat. God but it felt good. I wanted to rip the rest of his clothes off and ride him.

"Seto. Take me."

"Not yet. Just wait a little longer."

"I don't think I can."

"You can. Just let it wash over you. Don't hold back."

"Will someone hear us?"

"Mokuba's not home and the guards are nowhere near my room."

He journeyed back to me and kissed my lips again, his hands venturing behind my back to unclasp the bra. It came easily and the thought occurred to me that I wasn't his first.

"Seto?"

"Serenity?"

"How many were there before me?"

"Not many. Not any that I really cared about."

"But you care about me." He kissed me again.

"You know I do."

"If you're lying, you'll kill me."

"I wouldn't lie to you. You're something special, something close. I'm not about to let you go to anyone else by hurting you."

"Take it off. All of it." He knelt over me and removed his underwear and was before me naked and glorious. He was so beautiful. I wanted to take him.

He was looking at me, probably relishing the sight of me naked and moist on his bed, hair spilt all over his pillow and eyes warming with desire. I forced myself up on my own knees and put my arms around his neck and kissed him long and hard. His bare body against mine was amazing and intoxicating. His hands made their way to my behind and he pulled me against him so I could feel him hardening for me. A groan escaped from my throat into our kiss and he just pulled me harder towards him.

I slid my hands down his chest and my lips made their way to his neck where I kissed and tasted and grazed my teeth. A throaty groan was his only response and it compelled me to give attention to the other side. After a long moment, I travelled down to his chest and his defined abs and eventually to his waiting length. As I held his behind, I began to kiss him, desiring his voice around my name and his equal enjoyment as he had done to me.

"Serenity." My lips opened and slid around him and his groan became more pronounced and more seductive, only serving to fuel my passion. I was slow as my lips roamed his length and found myself enjoying it because he was. Whatever this was costing me, it was more than worth it.

"Serenity, I need you." I came back to his lips and he fell onto the bed, taking me with him. His thumbs applied pressure to my peaks and my body rose up towards his. His fingers swept the roundness of my breasts and my body felt purely electric.

"Seto."

"Are you ready?"

"Yes, I'm ready." He kissed me and his arms came around me, encircling me, protecting me and keeping me to him. "Seto." He looked into my eyes, and they were dark with intense need. Just the look in them made me want to moan. "For you, when you take me, call me Anasara."

"Anasara?"

"It's a name closer to me that Serenity."

"Anything for you."

He forced his leg between mine to draw them slightly apart and his focus remained right at my eyes so that I could see that he was genuine and his desire.

"It will hurt at first, but then it'll go away and you'll feel nothing but pleasure."

"I trust you. Take me."

"Yes. Trust me. Because I love you." My breath hitched in my throat, having heard the words I'd always wanted to hear deep within me, illogical and unexplainable and intangible as love was. It decided for me in my mind.

"I love you, too." He smiled and then he began to sheath himself in me.

He was wide and as he coaxed himself into me, I felt my body tensing at the way the foreign part was being forced slowly into me. I gasped in pain, tears springing to my eyes and whimpering in a high-pitched tone, clutching his biceps and letting my nails ground themselves there.

"I love you. I'm sorry. It'll be over soon." He made one final, forceful push and I felt a slight tearing followed by a wave of pain inside of me that caused me the cry out. He kissed my neck and my cheek and crooned soothingly at me.

"Just a little more." He pulled out and the pain continued and the tears began to roll down my face. He was being slow and it felt like torture and for a second I wished he would stopped. But then he re-entered and the pain was less. He continued to move and after his fifth movement, my body felt loosened, receptive and the pain had subsided. He re-entered again, and this time the friction felt sweet and intense, deep and at my core pleasurable and I moaned in his ear.

"Anasara," he whispered.

"Seto."

He continued to move and with each slow movement I called his name and he mine. His lips searched for mine and he kissed me hard and tender all at once and gradually his pace quickened. My throat spoke wordless sounds of pleasure into our kiss, his own sounds responding and as we reached the zenith of our unification, I opened my eyes with much difficulty and found him looking at me, smiling slightly. He stayed where he was for a long moment and then withdrew, hugging me tightly and rolling over so that I was on his chest. He let go for a moment and I shifted so that he could get the covers and he put them over us and I returned to his side.

"I'm yours," he said, and I wasn't expecting the sweet, open words that touched my heart just as tenderly as our love-making had.

"I'm yours, too," I responded. He reached for my lips and I kissed him, body still humming with the amazing ecstasy coursing through my nerves and fibres. When he broke the kiss and looked me in the eye, I'd found my voice enough to say what I wanted.

"Take me again."