Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Lonesome ❯ Reasons, To Be, or Not To Be ( Chapter 3 )

A/N- Sorry I didn't update for a while. I was actually hoping someone would comment on the whole Mokuba being a perv thing but I guess not. Thanks for the reviews I did get Almighty Neko-chan, and Sakura Li Samurai. It's nice to know people like my drivel. ^_^ Now ignore me and read it!

Disclaimer- I told you last chapter, no more disclaimer! But I will take a second to mention that I do own the lyrics in this chapter. The song is called "Scares Me To Death (Feeling This Way)."

Warning- Same old, same old! Minor language and talk about sex.

Lonesome

Chapter Three

Reasons To Be or Not To Be

Amita smiled sadly, "I'm sorry Seto, but this isn't going to work."

Seto's eyes filled with confusion and she turned away from him, gently breaking free from his hold. "Please tell me why."

Amita closed her eyes. It killed her inside to hear the pain in his voice. "Seto, I'm sorry. I work for you and it's just not appropriate. You said I was a woman of high-morale and respective stature, this is just part of it. I can't be romantically involved with my employer. It goes against all of my beliefs! I really am sorry." She hated lying to him. She couldn't be with him because he didn't remember her. If he did and then tried to be with her, things would be different. But they weren't. "Please forgive me," she said then hurried back inside of his mansion. She got her keys and walked to her car. She never heard Seto behind her.

"Amita," he said, locking his arms around her. She breathed deeply, trying to remember every sound and smell, knowing what she was about to do. "Please Amita, talk to me. I really like you and I think we could be something special."

"Seto..." he cut her off.

"Just hear me out Amita please." With that he turned her around and kissed her firmly. She moaned and melted into his embrace. Her hands slid up his back and then into his hair. She pressed him to her, not wanting to let go of that moment like she knew she had to.

As if it had a mind of it's own, Seto's length swelled and pressed against her. It was almost as if his manhood could remember the feel of her body. They finally pulled apart. "I'm sorry Seto. I can't do this again. Consider this my resignation."

He looked as if a car had slammed into him. "Amita..."

It was her turn to interrupt. With the tears pouring freely she said, "No Seto. Not now. Maybe if certain things hadn't happened..." She shook her head. "But they did happen Seto. I was a fool to think I could live this way. I'm sorry."

Seto's eyes narrowed. "What things Amita? It was Mokuba wasn't it? It was what he said right? Please, don't let his stupidity ruin what we could be."

"NO SETO," she shouted. Then just above a whisper she said, "It wasn't Mokuba. It's you."

"Me? What have I done?"

"It's what you didn't do. You don't remember me at all. I remembered you when I saw you walk down the stairs that first day. I remembered your kisses and your body. I remembered every night we spent together. Hell! I even fucking dreamed about it! I turned down a proposal from a great guy because my mind was still hooked on you. But you, you don't have a clue as to who I was, who I am!"

Seto stared into her eyes, as if he had just found something he'd lost. "Amita..." he whispered.

"Goodbye Seto. I will always love you." Amita got in her car and sped off into the night.

Forty minutes later she burst into her apartment in tears. She ran to the bed and collapsed. Lazily she turned on her radio and then stared at the ceiling. She was no longer sobbing, instead the tears ran down her cheeks silently. The sobs recommenced when Seto's and her old song came on the radio.

I would do

Most anything to

Join you

In that world that is not real

And I would do

Anything to

Stay by your side

And you see,

This scares me to death

I've never felt this way before

And I don't think I ever could again

Don't hold my hand

Don't comfort me

I have to

Prove to you

I'll get through

My life

So I will lie here

In your memory

You have left me behind

I don't blame you

But I can't lie

You scare me to death

I've never felt this way before

And I don't think I ever could again

Don't lead me

Don't leave me

Don't follow me

Walk by

My side

Concentrating

On our warm bodies

On our sweat

On our joining

On our ragged breath

It was meant to be, so perfect

Watch, we're still clinging

Desire, is absolving us

Desire, not dissolving us

Leaving, scares me to death

I've never felt this way before

And I don't think I ever could again

Break me!

Take me!

Make me, feel

Just don't

Ever let go

It scares me to death

Feeling this way

Amita sobbed into her pillow and eventually fell asleep. Her dream was not a pleasant one:

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

She and Seto were lying in bed, still holding each other. Seto was still inside her, emptying his seed into the woman he loved. That was when all hell broke lose.

Seto's stepfather burst into the room, extremely pissed. "What the hell is going on here?" Seto's stepfather shouted. Seto's eyes widened and he removed himself from Amita.

"Get the hell out! This is my room! GET OUT OF HERE!" Amita did the best she could to cover herself with the sheet and reach for her clothes at the same time.

"I see what's going on here Seto. You decided to fuck with trash. Well I won't have it! Get that filthy whore out of my house!"

Seto lunged at his stepfather. "Don't you dare call Amita that! She is a better person than you could ever hope to be!" Seto got in a punch at the tycoon gone tyrant and Amita quickly pulled on her clothes. "Amita, I'm sorry but you have to go," Seto shouted somehow, while still struggling with his step father. "I'll call you later." Amita nodded and ran from the house, that had been the last night that she had seen Seto.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Amita shot up in the bed and clutched her head. Struggling she pulled herself from bed and into the bathroom where she retched all of the contents in her stomach. After settling she pushed herself from the toilet bowl and leaned against the door, attempting to rid her mind of the memories of that horrible night.

A loud buzzer woke her sometime in the morning. She didn't know when she had fallen asleep and didn't really care. She stumbled to the door and pushed the intercom button. "Who is it," she called.

"Amita, it's me, Seto."

Amita gasped for breath. She couldn't let him see her like this. She pushed the button again and said, "Go away."

Amita walked back to her bathroom and turned on the tub. When it was full she peeled off her clothes from the previous night and lowered herself into the water. Tears fell into the water as she scrubbed herself, never feeling clean enough. Eventually she finished washing up and got out. She wrapped a towel around herself and went into her bedroom. She screamed when she saw Seto was sitting on her bed.

"I used my influence to get your landlord to let me in."

Amita shook with anger. He expected her to fall back into his arms but she wouldn't do it. "I told you to go away. Get out of my apartment."

He stood and grasped her by the arms, pushing her onto the bed. He pinned her down and stared into her. "I'd leave, but I have the strangest feeling that you don't really want me to." He kissed her gently on the lips. However when he tried to slip his tongue into her mouth, he got a nasty surprise when she bit down. "Damn it Amita!"

She pushed him up and screamed, "GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT!" She broke down into sobs and her knees gave way. She collapsed on the floor, now mumbling instead of screaming for him to leave.

Seto kneeled down and wrapped his arms around her. "Shhh," he said. "I've got you, everything's going to be okay."

Amita shook her head against his chest. "You didn't remember me. I left in an awful way and you didn't remember me."

He rocked them back and forth. "Please calm down Amita. We need to talk, but if you don't stop crying like this, I'm going to have to take you right here and I don't want for us to be reunited like that." Her sobs broke instantly. "There we go." He helped her stand and sat her on the bed. He took a seat next to her and whispered, "I didn't remember you because my stepfather tried to make me forget you. Since I heard you went back to Greece, I tried to forget you as well. I just wanted the pain to stop. I was certain that my stepfather had threatened and forced your family away. This greatly disheartened me, as he didn't even allow me to say goodbye. Now, I want you to tell me, why you left without saying goodbye."

Amita, now calm, looked at him in shock. "When I got back home my father told me he'd been re-assigned back to Greece. I had less than one week to pack and I didn't want to call in case it enraged your stepfather. So I wrote you a letter and mailed it as soon as I heard the news, knowing it should get there before we left so if you could, you would sneak out to see me. When you didn't I assumed you didn't want to, or you couldn't, so I tried to move on. I never did forget you though."

Seto looked confused and then suddenly looked like he'd solved a puzzle. "Gods what have they done to us. I never got your letter." He pulled Amita onto his lap and kissed her temple gently. "I swear, that if I had gotten it Amita, I would have found a way to say goodbye. But maybe now it's good that we didn't, as goodbye may have severed us completely. I want to be with you again Amita. Please, don't turn me down."

Amita nodded and closed her eyes as she whispered, "Seto, I will give everything to be with you again."

He pulled her down onto the bed, then changed his position so he was on top of her. "I'll never let you leave my side again my love, I promise." They smiled at each other and then he smirked with an evil glint in his eye. "You know Amita, that towel you're wearing, it provides easy access." His voice was thick and laced with lust and raw passion.

Giggling Amita said, "But Seto, it's not fair. I'm almost completely undressed and you're still fully clothed." Quickly she forced him up then turned so he fell back onto her bed. She straddled his hips, pinning his shoulders with her arms and said, "I'll fix that though." She kissed him hard on the mouth and her hands jumped to the top of his shirt. She unbuttoned it and spread it wide. She broke the kiss and gently moved along his jaw to his neck, nipping at his flesh. She continued downward until she came to one erect nipple. She blew on it lovingly before seizing it into her mouth.

She suckled at it for a moment before lifting her mouth away. She bit down then comforted the injured nub with strokes from her tongue. She moved to her right to provide the other with the same attentions. Seto gasped slightly when she bit down harder the second time. Her hands now strayed towards his pants, one stopped at his bellybutton to lightly torture his ticklish spot while the other made quick work of his belt. Her mouth moved to replace the finger stroking his bellybutton as he resisted the urge to laugh and squirm. Her hands tugged down his pants to his ankles, then off.

Sitting up, Seto threw his unbuttoned shirt across the room then pulled Amita back up so their lips could meet. He rolled so she was beneath him once more and smirked when she moaned into his kiss. His hands slid up her towel covered thighs. One stopped to stroke her inner lips and to massage her jewel. She gasped and her hips bucked. The other hand made it's way upward to cup her left breast. Amita allowed her hands to intertwine themselves in his hair as her legs spread further on instinct, to wrap around his waist. Seto broke the kiss and pulled his one hand up to his lips to lick off her inner juices. He opened her towel and she lifted herself up slightly to allow him to toss it away. She sat up and pulled his underwear down, which too, was tossed away.

Positioning himself above her entrance their eyes met, and both of them remembered each time they had made love, and imagined each time they would make love in the future. With these thoughts in mind, Seto thrust into the only woman he'd ever loved. Both moaned in delight at the feel of one another. It had been six years, but they still satisfied each other in a way that no one else would ever be able to.

Moving with Seto's thrusts, Amita cried out with pleasure as she peaked. Seto, who was drawing this out as long as possible, continued onward. "Seto," Amita cried again. "Please." She begged for the ultimate release she knew was coming. He sped onward, controlling himself as best he could. One hand caressed her breast as the other cupped her cheek. Their lips met and tongues did war.

Soon, Amita reached orgasm with each thrust. Her deep throated cries drove Seto mad. He tried so hard to keep his control, only to find that the friction with her inner muscles was too much to bear. He sped recklessly onward, ready to give in. He broke their kiss to whisper his love to her. And as she peaked once more she cried his name in pleasure, "SETO!"

He gasped as her walls clamped down on him and his member shuddered inside of her. His seed spread through her and her eyes slowly regained focus as she climbed slowly down from her euphoria. He receded within her and pulled himself out. Amita pulled him down to lay beside her and she wrapped herself around him. Their legs were tangled and his arms held her to his chest.

"You know Amita, I think you need another bath."

"Later," she moaned as she closed her eyes and snuggled into his warm body.

He chuckled to himself before saying, "All right, later. As long as you promise to let me bathe with you."

"Mmmm," she moaned as a positive response. He kissed the top of her head before allowing himself to drift into sleep as well.

A/N- Wow, I let a couple be happy in the end. But there's still one more chapter so we still have time for pain and devastation, maybe I'll make one of them get hit by a bus... just kidding! So yeah, one more chapter to come. Thanks for putting up with me. Actually you all need to thank Sakura Li Samurai, as she convinced me to continue with this. I have to go now and sleep, night!

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