Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Desire Never Dies (Seto Kaiba) ❯ CH8 ( Chapter 8 )

Desire never Dies [a Seto story] 08

 

~~… We enjoy warmth because we have been cold.

We appreciate light because we have been in darkness.

By the same token, we can experience joy because we have known sadness…~~

 

“Oh honey,” he whispered pulling you into the shelter of his body, close to his heart, “I don't want to own you, I'm not planing to die any time soon and I'm not your father. I'm not trying to get you with child so my government can see if any experiments they did on the two of us passed on to the next generation. I'm not going to cheat on you or leave you and our baby stranded by leaving you high and dry for a younger woman, I just want you at my side forever” he said. Burying your face against his chest you took serval deep cleansing breaths you whisper “Then we need to get some things out in the open.” Pulling back enough to look him in the eye you say “If we're really going to do this, get marry I mean I need some straight answers and I'll know if you lie so don't bother and I need to tell you a few things.”

 

“And that would be?” he asked cautiously, his eyes already guarded. “Okay, one I still work for the government, two I and the three gentlemen you met the other day at your place were sent here to watch you. Some politicians were getting really worried about your … involvement with a major gang in this area,” you say in a empty, matter-of-fact voice letting yourself hide behind the cool, stillness you'd learnt as a child. “I need to know why you joined up, when and what you've been doing for them and I'm going to tell you this because you'll need to know,” you pause watching him. “Trunks-he flinched slightly as you said the name- is planing to send some of his goons over to take you out very soon. John Matthews, the guy whose wrist I crushed, said that you hadn't done anything worth while since my…enhancement, that since I left you focused on other things like your duelling Academy. I need to know what you've done or haven't done for them so I can protect you,” you say watching his face.

 

“So,” he said slowly, “That's why you're here,” looking away before his eyes jumped back to your face which was as empty as a dolls. “You could have said no, you could have passed this one up…why didn't you?” he asked, tension between his brows like he was trying not to frown. Giving him a small smile you say “I wanted to see you again, be near you again with out going to see you myself, coward that
I am I didn't…wasn't brave enough to go to your doorstep and visit. I took this mission so I could see you, hear your voice even from a distance, I…I needed to know you were okay I guess,” shaking your head you look at him. Some sort of tension left him as if he thought even agreeing to marring him was a way to get information, that you were pretending to love him still to get enough to incriminate him. Boy was he a long shot off par. You didn't sue people, didn't put them in jail, you killed them. That was if you got information and murdered assassinated people for your government that was it, no more, no less.

 

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Taking a deep breath he nodded and frowned at the floor, remembering, “It was six months after you left, I was depressed and working to the point were I passed out because I wasn't eating, drinking or sleeping enough. I was also drinking myself into a pit,” he gave a bitter laugh, before saying, “Mokuba got so worried and acutely called for a doctor and a psych. My 13 year old baby brother called for help because I well I really don't remember that much. Any way I'd been sober for a week or more and one of the lab tecs, who has clearance to most of the stuff I'd done, even your surgery came up with three roughneck goons. Said that one of his friends wanted to talk with me and then he gave me a letter.” He licked his lips almost nervously “It had a time, date and name of a bar that his friend wanted to meet, he said it was about a business proposition. Now you have to remember, at the time I was…sick, I was working as hard as the doctors would let me so I wouldn't think about you. So I jumped at the idea and went. When I got there I knew instantly that something was wrong, everyone in the bar wore the same ring, the same bandanna on his or her biceps or head and they all had that same feel to them,” looking at you he gave a little smile.

 

“Almost like the way I could feel you, you know how everyone has a feel, good, bad, in between, hard life, easy,” when you nodded he said, “They had this feel like if you crossed one of the you crossed all of them. Then I met Trunks,” he shivered and rubbed a hand over his face. “He was sick, really sick, you could feel it, like by just sitting in the room with him you were dirty and talking to him made my thankful I could have a very, very hot shower and burn all the cloths I had on. He asked me to join his gang, to make things, weapons for him to sell; drugs and other things that were just as bad. I told him that I wanted no part in his gang, that he would have to go somewhere else for what he wanted. He…he laughed and it was like ice down my back, evil and sickness poured off of him like oxygen does trees. He said of cause I would join and I'd make anything he wanted other wise he'd have Mokuba hurt, he told me he liked boys, young ones, early teens till just before they look like men. He told me that he'd hurt Mokuba, then kill him and then he…” he trailed off and closed his eyes and shuddered.

 

“He had Mokuba brought in from somewhere upstairs, he had tears on his face and fear in his eyes. Trunks told me to watch and I did horrified as he pulled Mokuba's pants down, his boxers and,” he swallowed and a single tear slid down his face. You suddenly felt dirty, cruel and horrible he was reliving what happened because you demanded he tell you. “He touched him, he played with him, fucking sexually abused my little brother in front of me and I couldn't do anything because when I tried he had two, big, stronger guys grab me hold me as he spoke and molested my brother. He told me he'd do worse to Mokuba, that he'd track you down and bring you in, that he'd take you over and over in front of me. That he'd let his men have their fun until you died or took your own life which ever was first. He promised to hurt you both if I didn't do what he wanted. So to protect both of you I agreed. It started small, new bikes for everyone, state-of-the-art ones, hacking into government files, police computers, bank accounts, everything and anything. I put Mokuba into self-defence training because he was scared all the time, he had nightmares about Trunks for two years and I couldn't get him any help because then people would know and Trunks said that if we told anyone, anyone at all then he'd do it.”

 

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He went quiet as the limo slowed and Richard's voice came over the intercom “We're at the mansion Mr Kaiba,” taking a deep breath he replied “Thank you,” and you both got out. You walked inside in silence, into his room were you both sat on the bed quietly for a while until he continued as if once you hit play you couldn't stop him. “Two years ago when Mokuba turned 18 Trunks rocked up, we both thought that because he looked like a man now he was safe, which was true, sort of but you weren't. Mokuba and I had been talking, we were going to get out of the group even if it took disappearing, and everything was in order so that if anything happened to either of us the school and the Corporation would be taken care of. I'd brought a lot of shares in my own company under a different name, had put money into a few accounts across the world in different names, enough to live without a job for a very long time. Trunks rocked up with pictures of you, one at a supermarket, bags in one had, holding a little girl's hand in the other. She was a little blond, and a dark haired boy was on the other side holding a blond man's hand with more bags, the both looked between 4 and 5 so I figured you'd married someone else.” There was a pain in his voice as if the thought of you with another hurt him.

 

Gasping you stared at him “My neighbours kids, Bettina, Tina and Martin, Marty, fuck I endangered them!” you shouted eyes frantic. “So their not yours?” he asked, frowning at him you shook “No, Ken, my neighbour had lost his wife when the twins were 2, I'd moved in when she was five months pregnant. Penny was a really nice lady, sweet as all get out and always over for coffee and a chat, though they know me as Mika Summers. Well when I was home, I'm out of town a lot for work. I used to do my shopping with them on Thursdays every second week if I was in, if not then Ken would take care of my apartment. They did it all the time and after her death I had the kids over all the time, they were both from families were they were the only child, wanted a big family. Ken's parents were divorced and lived over seas and he hadn't talked to either of them for years, Penny's were dead. I think her mom had breast cancer when she was little and died from it and her dad died a few days after their wedding, heart attack.” You smiled “They both took to me pretty quick, three only kids, you know Penny used to tell people I was her little sister, estranged for this reason or that it made her feel better and I had family again. The kids call me Aunty Mika coz they believe we're related.”

 

Frowning, you looked at him “Did you really think I was married to another, in love with another? After I said no to you that I would or could forget you that quickly, marry another months after I left you?” you ask. Looking away embarrassed he nodded “I actually that he was the reason you said no that you realised you didn't love me or that he was giving you something I couldn't, that there had been some need that I hadn't or couldn't fill. There was another thought and I'm sorry for thinking it but that you'd been cheating on me with him and that he'd gotten you pregnant so you were going off to get married.” Glaring at him you said “I never, not once dreamed of cheating on you and for your information I haven't had sex with anyone else, dated once and duped most guys BUT I never not once had sex with another partner,” anger in your voice. He blinked and gave a smile that turned your insides to mush, it was so warm it would have melted any woman, even ones stronger than you. Part lust, part tenderness, part little boy, all love.

 

He grabbed you so suddenly that you made a very girlie yip before he crushed his mouth to yours. He kissed you like he was trying to eat you, but it was also gentle, tender and you could almost tasted his love, his passion for you in his mouth as if emotion had flavour. Melting into him you gave a whimpering moan when his hands moved, one going behind you to hold you to him the other cupping your right breast. Pulling back gasping, the world a little fuzzy around the edges you said “Damn,” nuzzling your neck he kissed the big pulse there before whispering “You have no idea how much that means to me, Misty.” Sighing he pulled back and settled you into his lap, so you were comfortable but not pressed against the length of him, you both knew how distracting that could be.

 

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“Maybe I should cuff you to the bed and go sit on the couch until you finish,” you said jokingly, laughing he asked “No I feel better holding you, now were was I?” Thinking about it you say “The pic of me and my neighbours,” nodding he says, “Right, anyway he told us that though Mokuba was a little to mature of his tastes he was still vulnerable, that there were people he knew who would fuck anything, even another man. He said that he'd found you and your little family and he'd use you all to hurt me, that he'd grab the boy first and leave a note telling you to come to Domino. Then once you got to Domino, probably leaving your `daughter' and `husband' at home he'd have them both brought in. He said it would've been too dangerous to take them all in one hit, that you were not to be tangled with, well at least while you were strong.”

 

“He told me that once he had your family and you were in town he'd play with you until you were over stressed, abused from fighting all his goons, that your hotel room, your house, your car, your phone would be monitored. That he'd get all your weaknesses then use them against you, he got a little explicit after that, he told us that he has a friend who likes little girls, another who liked little boys, you know, little, little boys between 4 and 12 though preferably between 5 and 9. That once he had you he'd force you to watch until you broke then he'd have Ken, although he called him your husband brought in.” He stoped and swallowed “He'd hand you a gun, told me you were very, very good with them. And would have you shoot him and if you didn't he'd have you chain again and you'd have to watch him be tortured, raped the whole nine yards.” He stoped again and took a deep cleansing breath “He said that if you told them to stop they would and they'd unchain you and hand you a gun again and tell you to shot Ken. This would continue until you finally shot him and that if you tried to shot anyone other than your husband he'd have the kids brought back in and you'd be chained and have to watch it all over again. Trucks and a few others would be behind a glass, bullet prof wall only the three rapists and two assistants to help with you would be in the room, though only one rapist at a time unless you resisted. Once they were dead, see if you pasted out they'd kill the one that you were watching, so say you fainted when Tina was being raped she'd be killed once the guy had had his fun.”

 

He stoped and looked at you his eyes raw, “Anyway, once they were dead or gone with their, `masters' I think is the word he used. You'd be brought to the main bed, tied down, Trunks said you were too dangerous not to be, then I'd be brought in and chained where you had been and I'd have to watch.” Shaking his head as if fighting the same mental pictures you were he said “I asked him what he wanted, he wanted a copy of the Blue Eyes White Jet, with fire power. He wanted enough fire power to sink a large battle ship, too much fire power for one jet but I started to design it, I'm still meant to be working on it but I don't want anyone to have that kind of power. I've told Trunks that I'm trying to figure out how to add all the extras he wants added, but I'm having trouble making it aerodynamic and light enough to go the speeds it needs to do what he wants.” Glaring at the carpet he growled “I've been very careful, not having sexual partners that could be used against me. I wish I could say what you said, that I hadn't had sex with anyone after you but I can't, it was never good enough, it was good, sometimes great but never enough. You know how we used to, when you lived with me for that last six months we were together, how we were almost inseparable. Except for when I went to work and you went out with friends but we made love a least once a night, sometimes five times, hell sometimes we'd go home during our lunch break just to have some time together.” He looked at you again as you nodded, blushed and mumbled “I remember,” smirking he said “I could never do that with others, once a week, once a fortnight, at first. For the first two years nothing, then once a month with girls I picked up at a bar or something. It increased as if the more time away from you the worse it got, this nagging hunger, so I tried to feed it, like you do all hungers but it was never enough. I got to this one point were I had a mistress for everyday of the week, I did every thing I could to not hunt you down. It was as if there was something vital missing and I just couldn't replicate it with anyone else. Then you come back into my life.”

 

Shaking his head he said “I made sure that I didn't leave any information on any of the … products for Trunks on the company computers it was always done on my laptop or on the home computers. I made sure that I didn't invent anything that might interest Trunks, which is probably why he says that since you I haven't done much. Which is very true in his way of thinking, I deleted all of my company files on the prosthetics with in two weeks of the meeting. I saved a copy onto a cryptic disk so only you, Mokuba and I can read it, I worked on the Academy most of the time, duelling equipment, game consoles for on line duelling, tournaments and Kaiba Land rides. Only doing Trunks's shit when it suited me, I told him I had two companies to run, plus the school once it was established. I had so much to do that I couldn't do much else. So he didn't ask for much time just for things to get done, he understood good business so I used that against him.” Smiling gently you put a finger on his lips, “If there's more tell me tomorrow, right now what I think we both need is to be naked, under those lovely silk sheets and holding each other,” you say. After removing it you look away saying, “I want to hold and be held, I want to be told it's going to be all right, that we can get through this and get married and have a family. That once we do that Trunks will never darken our lives again but I've seen to much, done too much and am too old to believe such comforting lies.”