Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Teacher's Pet ❯ Snitches and Red Hands ( Chapter 4 )
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By: Lady Nightshade 
Chapter 4
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 04.04.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 4.3K | Visits: 351 | Status: Completed
Chapter 4
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 04.04.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 4.3K | Visits: 351 | Status: Completed
Teacher's Pet 4
Snitches and Red Hands
Author's Notes: This is an A/U that takes place in America at a High School. Yami is a history teacher and Arora is a student. So basically that means pedophile you could say!
I do NOT own any of the YUGIOH characters
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It was a new day and Tristan was due to come into town any day now; Yami could hardly wait to see his old friend who he hadn't seen since the brunette had gone off to finish his remaining college years in China. Yami sat down at his kitchen table and pulled out the newspaper looking at the front page his eyes going wide in shock and nearly ended up chocking on his orange juice. There on the front page in bold letters was the headline: `CEO of Kaiba Corps to Marry Niece of Maximillion Pegasus owned of Industrial Illusion' the article went on to say that Mr. Kaiba and Mr. Pegasus had been working together on a new gaming program and that Miss. Pegasus' Pegasus' niece had been working for Kaiba Corps has a somewhat peace offering. Then it went on to poke fun at the convince of the engagement, the promotion of the girl, and the finalizing of the plans for the gaming companies.
He pursed his lips and he could only imagine the horror on Arora's face after a week and a half ago he promised her that Seto had no interest in her best friend. The media must be having a field day with this giving the fact that there had to be a five to six year age difference between them. Besides, according to the rumors that were out there despite the way they treated each other in public; in private the two hated each other with every fiber of their being. If those rumors were true then Pegasus was going to have a fit and probably a heart attack. Either way things should be very interesting from now on. He glanced at his watch and stood up taking his breakfast dishes to the sink so he could finish getting ready for school.
Arora stretched and pulled her robe on while hurrying into the kitchen to quickly eat her breakfast; while waiting for the tea water to boil, her toast to pop, and eggs to become over easy she went to retrieve the paper. Tossing it onto the table she buttered her toast and added her eggs and then poured the boiling water into her tea cup over a tea bag of peppermint tea. She turned to the refrigerator to open it and retrieve Ocean Spray Cranberry Juice (the best bran of Cranberry Juice that I have tried) while waiting for her tea to steep and poured a glass before finally seating at the table to enjoy her breakfast and morning paper. She had just taken a sip of her cranberry juice when she opened the paper and nearly chocked on her drinking when she took in the headline.
“Oh my GOD!” she shouted, jumping to her feet and knocking the chair back. Her jaw dropped and she stared down at the headline and the color picture that someone had taken of Kaiba and her best friend, the male had his hand shoved up her blouse and was pinning her to a tree. “This can not be happening!” She snatched the phone from the wall by the table and dialed Pernia's personal extension. She hoped that her friend could sue the paper for falsehood and for the fabricated photograph.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Arora growled in annoyance and tossed the phone on the table her breakfast forgotten. Pernia wasn't picking up the phone because it was off the hook, perhaps she had already gotten a look at the paper and wasn't picking up the phone because she was worried that it would be Kaiba calling her. She didn't want to think about the young CEO blaming the bad press on her friend yet somehow she had a feeling he would. Her eyes narrowed and she hurried up to her room to change; if Pernia wouldn't answer her phone then Arora would have to deal with things personally. She paused outside her room and frowned remembering something Yami had told her; then coming to a switched decision turned back down the hall and hurried to the guest all the while remembering what he had told her.
Flashback**************************************************** *
“Pernia was made in Kaiba's personal assistant,” she said turning to Yami.
“Oh?”
“Don't you find that odd?” asked Arora,” turning to look at him. “I mean she has only worked there for a little over a month and suddenly she has become his personal assistant?”
“I don't think you have to worry about him doing anything objective to her pet,” laughed Yami. “He is far too consumed with work to have any real fun. Besides I doubt he would even notice a male in a sexual way much less a female now that he has his work.”
“What aren't you saying?”
“While it is true at one time the CEO did have feelings for the girl; I seriously doubt that those feelings have remained.”
“But you still have feelings for me,” said Arora softly.
Yami nodded and kissed her forehead, “while that is true Kaiba doesn't have any room left in his heart with his love for himself, his brother and his company. To be honest I would be surprised if he actually did try something in appropriate.”
“Well,” said Arora slowly. “If your sure.”
“Very,” smiled Yami kissing her forehead. “Don't you worry your pretty little head about a thing. I am sure the relationship is purely plutonic if even that.”
End Flashback*************************************************
She stood at the door of the guest house and pounded on the locked door pursing her lips and cursing her lack of thought at grabbing the extra key from its place by the door. She waited impatiently the few seconds it took Yami to answer it and when she did she had to shake herself from the pleasant feeling she had of seeing him shirtless and in nothing but tight black pants. She watched him lean against the door frame amused as she struggled to remember her reason for coming here.
“You told me that I had no reason to fear for her safety!” snapped Arora.
Sighing Yami pulled her into the house and shut the door before her mind registered the cold morning air and the dewy wet grass. He leaned down slightly to kiss her neck moving downwards slowly unable to fight the slowly building urge at the sight of her clothed in a flimsy robe and from the amount of leg she was showing off probably a matching nightgown. He smiled against her skin and slowly moved back up.
“Now is not the time for this!” shrieked Arora.
Yami sighed and pulled away his face twisted in a mask of annoyance; he knew he wasn't going to be getting any anytime soon. “Look Arora,” sighed Yami. “Kaiba is so complicated that it is often times hard to tell what he really feels; besides I am just has shocked has you are about this engagement.”
“It is a bunch of shit,” said Arora.
“Don't worry so much little one,” whispered Yami, nuzzling her neck while his hands slide down the back of her thighs to lift her up and wrap them around his waist. “Everything will turn out alright, leave everything to me.”
Arora groaned and wrapped her arms around his neck while he slipped one hand between them to press her underwear aside; while she slipped one hand down his chest and fiddled with the button and zipper of his pants releasing him from his pants. “You are so egotistical,” she groaned out, feeling his hands running up and down her inner thighs.
“You taste so good,” said Yami, “you feel so good.” He groaned into her mouth and slipped his tongue inside of her mouth while pushing the gown up her body and separating the folds of her robe. She pushed her fingers inside of her own body and started undulating against her fingers: he groaned every time she and her fingers brushed against him. He jerked her fingers from inside of her and slide himself inside of her groaning at the feeling of being inside of her. He slowly started to grind against her pressing her buttocks against the smooth wood of the door. He knew it was a little early for such activities but with her being barely dressed how could he resist. He stiffened when he felt himself release himself inside of her and groaned when he felt her follow shortly after him. He pressed her against the door and struggled to catch his breath.
Upon catching his breath he pulled away and kissed her a few more times while he fixed the two of them up. “Do not worry,” said Yami fixing the collar of her robe. “I will take care of everything before you come to see me tonight. You are still coming aren't you?”
“Yes,” muttered Arora, her eyes still glazed over from the sudden but not unpleasant surprise.
“Do you trust me to deal with this?” he whispered cupping her cheek. Arora didn't answer instead she nodded her head and made an affirmative noise in the back of her throat. “Good my darling, then perhaps you should go finish getting ready for school it starts within the hour.”
Arora blinked surprised at how much time had passed and quickly hurried back to the house to change while her love chuckled at her retreating back.
Other side of town_____________________________________________
Pernia stared down at the newspaper before her on her white bedspread clutching the pillow to her body and trying to control her breathing. Her light blue eyes stared at the paper filled with fear Seto had told her not to tell anyone about their relationship and she hadn't, not even Arora, but now that the newspaper had gotten wind of their engagement she wondered if they would even have a relationship. The phone rang and she tossed it off the hook pressing down on the button to hang up on the caller; not wanting to speak to Seto at the moment.
Her uncle was furious with her for being romantically involved with Seto and not telling him. She had never seen him so anger before in her life and she wondered if her uncle would ever forgive her for what she had done. Remembering the hurt and the hate in his eyes she seriously doubted it; she remembered the rumors about how much animosity was between her uncle and her future husband and wondered if Seto doing this to her was a way to get to her uncle. She fell back onto her bed and whimpered, either way she had gotten the rotten end of the deal.
History Class_______________________________________________
Arora frowned and turned her attention to Pernia's vacant desk the rumors were already running rampant through the school that Pernia was pregnant with Seto's child. She winced hoping that wasn't the case; yet she couldn't seem to forget something she had seen one day of her childhood where a ten-year old Pernia had been seating in a fifteen year old Seto's lap and he had been running his hands through her hair.
Flashback*************************************************** **
Arora was running through the garden's labyrinth searching for her dear friend; she found her setting on the lap of the older Seto Kaiba who was running his hands through her hair and nuzzling her neck. Curious Arora tilted her head to the side and watched the older male kiss her cheek. She watched her friend tilt her head up to look into the older boy's eyes and smiled reaching up for his face. Smiling coldly he lowered his head and kissed her forehead trailing his lips down to her jaw. His hands rested on her thighs and he ran his hands over them.
“Seto?” whispered the young Pernia. Seto grunted to show his was listening but did not remove his nose from its place on her body. “Why did you say not to let my uncle know you were here?”
“I wanted to spend time with you before I went to see your uncle.”
“Oh okay!” chirped Pernia snuggling into Seto's chest.
That answer was good enough for her to be with the charming teen that paid so much attention to her.
End of Flashback*********************************************
Seto stared at the computer screen and scowled to himself ever since Pernia had come back into his life he had started to have flashbacks of them five years ago. It had taken him a few days after their first encounter to remember they had indeed known each other for years and he knew that she would never go back on her word; so he knew that it hadn't been her to tell the papers what had been going on between them so that could only lead him to one thing; someone in his office was a snitch the question was who.
He frowned and reached for his phone to call Pernia he frowned hearing the busy signal and hung up the phone. He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair for a moment lost in though before turning his attention back to the screen; he scowled he would never be able to get any work done at this rate so he got to his feet and grabbed his trench coat heading out of his office calling for his limo it was time he got things settled between him and Pernia, even if it meant he would have to go through Pegasus.
Pernia lay in bed and listened to her uncle and her, possible former, lover argue outside in the hall. She heard the rustle of clothing followed by cursing and shouts from her uncle and the male servants as they followed Seto up to her bedroom before he stormed in, shut the door, locked and bared it with a chair near the wall.
“Mr. Kaiba,” she whispered.
“Why so formal love?” he asked, walking over to her bed and taking a seat beside her and pressing into her. Pernia opened her mouth to respond but was cut off when Seto pressed his lips against hers and shoved his tongue into her mouth. “We've been together for awhile now, one would think you would remember to drop the formality when alone.”
“You aren't mad about the article?” asked Pernia, when he pulled away.
“I know it wasn't you,” said Seto, before smirking cruelly. “Of course, I have full intentions of finding out who it was that told on us.”
“What is going to happen to us?” asked Pernia, feeling more nervous by the moment has the pounding on her bedroom door got louder and her uncle began to threaten bodily harm to the male above her if any harm came to her.
“Nothing,” said Seto, kissing her forehead and trailing his lips down her face to her jawbone. “Everything.”
Seto continued to kiss her and wrapped his arms around her body pulling her up from the bed and dragging her to the bathroom; locking the door and turning the shower on knowing that she could use a shower after being in her bed the majority of the day. He reached for her night gown and pushed it off of her shoulders allowing it to pool at her feet. He licked his lips and pressed his mouth against her forehead; while his hands pushed the straps of her bra off her shoulders so he could attack them instead of her already swollen mouth.
Pernia sighed in content and wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her head in the crook of his shoulder. She shivered feeling his hands trail down her sides and pulling the panties with them, so that they joined the nightgown on the floor. Pernia maneuvered him to seat down on the bathroom toilet and pushed his trench coat and arm bands from his body. Seto pulled away and removed his shirt going back to her body while standing up and holding her up against the while she wrapped her legs around his upper body and started to attack his mouth while he pulled her bra cups down one handed while checking on the water temperature. Her hands trailed down to his pants and she quickly undid them pushing them down to the floor while he attacked her bared breasts and all but ripped off her bra. He then carted them into the shower and allowed her to drop back to her feet.
He bent slightly at the waist and kissed her beneath the shower spray and then reached beside her head for the hair to wash her hair. He ran his hands through her wet strands feeling them became drenched and cleaned with the suddies smell of apples. He buries his face in her hair and inhales the smell has the bubbles wash away down the drain. Pernia meanwhile had grabbed the wash cloth and was busy running it up and down Seto's body. Seto sighed and picked her up again allowing her to wrap her body around him before sliding smoothly inside of her. He groaned and the feeling and began to thrust in and out of her sweet, heat. She panted and groaned against his shoulder clinging to him almost afraid that she would slip and fall down the drain with the shampoo and soap. Groaning Seto buried his face into her shoulder and bit down sharply marking her. She tilted her head back and felt herself come under his marking of her body; she soon felt him spill his seed inside her body and shuddered collapsing against his body trapped between it and the wall.
“Seto,” she whispered, whimpering when he started to remove himself from her body and ease her back onto her feet and reached over to turn the water off.
Pernia watched him step from the shower and dry himself off before pulling his clothes back on and wrapping the towel tightly around her body. “I will see you later,” he whispered, pressing a possessive kiss against her lips before moving away.
She followed him out into the bedroom and winced when she watched him walk past her uncle who was wearing a look of disapproval on his face and turned his back on her closing the door with a thud of finality and she knew that her life was about to change.
The question was: was it for better or for worse?
Seto wasn't surprised to see Yami standing there in his office when he returned after all the two girls that both males had been in love with has children were best friends. “I assume you are here about Pernia?” he asked making no effort to be formal about the girl.
“So the rumors are true?” asked Yami holding something wrapped in his hand. Seto nodded but didn't look at all embarrassed or ashamed of what he had done or would do to the girl. “I guess,” continued the other male. “That you find no guilt in what you have done.”
“What do you want?” snarled Seto, furious at the other male for getting into his personal affairs.
Without another word Yami tossed the tabloid papers he had been holding onto Seto's desk and left. Seto stared down at them and hissed in outrage there on the front page in bold print above a picture of Pernia on his lap in her school girl uniform was the headline: `Heiress to Industrial Illusions Empire Caught on the Chair of CEO of Kaiba Corps: Could this Be the End of the Partnership? Explicit photos inside'. The CEO opened the paper and winced the photos were nude pictures of the two of them wrapped in each others arms. No wonder the girl's uncle had been furious.
He sat back in his chair and sighed running his hands over his face and looking up at the ceiling. He narrowed his eyes and stood up and scowled someone had been bugging his office and spying on his personal time with Pernia. He picked up the phone and immediately made arrangements for all the papers to go bankrupt and all the money given to a new account he opened for Pernia. He then proceeded to have security come into his office along with cops and have his entire office gone through to get rid of bugs, cameras, and recorders then he proceeded to track down the person that had done it by retracing the wiring.
He followed it to the office of a man that his adoptive father trusted and to the man that would have owned the company had he not won a bet with Gozaburo.
“Hello Daimon,” said Seto, shutting the door.
Yami's______________________________________________________ _
Yami groaned into the girl's shoulder while they rolled around on the sheets of his bed struggling from the right to be the dominate partner. Arora giggled and breathed heavily gasping for breath finally being on the top of Yami, straddling his hips.
“I win,” she giggled, “just like I told you I would.”
Yami chuckled and lay down in the bed resting his hands behind his head and stared up at Arora. “I still can not get over how beautiful you look.”
Arora smiled and kissed him gently trailing her lips down his neck while her hands swiftly unbuttoned his shirt and she buried her nose against his chest while her hands explored his oh so familiar chest. She lay her head against his chest and just allowed her hands to trace the familiar lines of him. He rolled over and gently began to pull her dress over her head kissing her forehead; lowering her back down onto the bed he proceeded to ravish her delicate body. He kissed her stomach and pulled down her panties tossing them to the side and rested in her awaiting arms sighing happily when her legs wrapped tightly around him. Burying his nose into her neck while his hands quickly rid himself of his pants and slid smoothly into her body groaning at the comfort he found there.
The pace he set was smooth and eager to please his beloved a fact that she eagerly returned full force with eager kisses and caresses while her body became numb with pleasure. He pulled away from her after the finally throws of the orgasm were completed and rolled onto his side pulling her against him and falling into a light sleep which she soon joined him.
Yami jerked awake and frowned the banging was starting to give him a headache grumbling, annoyed at the person at the door he rushed to pull his pants up and open the door before it awoke Arora.
“Joey, Tristian, Mai,” he chocked in surprise.
“What's wrong man?” asked Tristan, has he and Joey pushed their way through the door with Mai following them. “Aren't you glad to see me?”
“I am glad, very glad,” said Yami quickly, “I just wasn't expecting company at the moment.”
“So I can see,” said Joey smirking and taking in the tell tale signs of passion on his best friend. “Well look,” he said heading towards Yami's bedroom so he could get to the bathroom. “I am going to take a piss-.”
“Joey,” gasped Mai.
“And then we can head out to the bar,” said Joey, ignoring his wife.
“Joey wait,” said Yami, starting to feel panic rise within him if Joey found out that Arora was in his bed then it was all over with.
Joey ignored his friend and continued into the darkened room ignoring the body on the sheets until he heard her groan. He turned his attention to her with all thoughts on inviting her to join him when he froze.
“Miss. Kendra?” he asked.
The girl sat bolt right up in bed and paled holding the sheets tight against her body, “Coach Wheeler.”
Joey turned his attention to Yami and dragged him out of the room. “We need to talk,” he shoved Yami from the room and then turned a glare at Arora and watched the glare cower under it. “I expect you to be gone very soon Miss. Kendra.” He then slammed the door.
Gulping back sobs, Arora hurriedly pulled her clothing back on and opened the bedroom window of the guest house and slipped into the night hurrying to the safety of her bedroom. She leaned against the closed kitchen door and struggled to control her breathing enough to allow her to grab the package on the table and hurry to her bathroom.
Minutes Later_______________________________________________
“Oh no,” she whispered crying softly. “No, no, no.”
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Author's Notes: Well there you go a long chapter and lots of lemony/limey goodness to make up for it. Ja.
Snitches and Red Hands
Author's Notes: This is an A/U that takes place in America at a High School. Yami is a history teacher and Arora is a student. So basically that means pedophile you could say!
I do NOT own any of the YUGIOH characters
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It was a new day and Tristan was due to come into town any day now; Yami could hardly wait to see his old friend who he hadn't seen since the brunette had gone off to finish his remaining college years in China. Yami sat down at his kitchen table and pulled out the newspaper looking at the front page his eyes going wide in shock and nearly ended up chocking on his orange juice. There on the front page in bold letters was the headline: `CEO of Kaiba Corps to Marry Niece of Maximillion Pegasus owned of Industrial Illusion' the article went on to say that Mr. Kaiba and Mr. Pegasus had been working together on a new gaming program and that Miss. Pegasus' Pegasus' niece had been working for Kaiba Corps has a somewhat peace offering. Then it went on to poke fun at the convince of the engagement, the promotion of the girl, and the finalizing of the plans for the gaming companies.
He pursed his lips and he could only imagine the horror on Arora's face after a week and a half ago he promised her that Seto had no interest in her best friend. The media must be having a field day with this giving the fact that there had to be a five to six year age difference between them. Besides, according to the rumors that were out there despite the way they treated each other in public; in private the two hated each other with every fiber of their being. If those rumors were true then Pegasus was going to have a fit and probably a heart attack. Either way things should be very interesting from now on. He glanced at his watch and stood up taking his breakfast dishes to the sink so he could finish getting ready for school.
Arora stretched and pulled her robe on while hurrying into the kitchen to quickly eat her breakfast; while waiting for the tea water to boil, her toast to pop, and eggs to become over easy she went to retrieve the paper. Tossing it onto the table she buttered her toast and added her eggs and then poured the boiling water into her tea cup over a tea bag of peppermint tea. She turned to the refrigerator to open it and retrieve Ocean Spray Cranberry Juice (the best bran of Cranberry Juice that I have tried) while waiting for her tea to steep and poured a glass before finally seating at the table to enjoy her breakfast and morning paper. She had just taken a sip of her cranberry juice when she opened the paper and nearly chocked on her drinking when she took in the headline.
“Oh my GOD!” she shouted, jumping to her feet and knocking the chair back. Her jaw dropped and she stared down at the headline and the color picture that someone had taken of Kaiba and her best friend, the male had his hand shoved up her blouse and was pinning her to a tree. “This can not be happening!” She snatched the phone from the wall by the table and dialed Pernia's personal extension. She hoped that her friend could sue the paper for falsehood and for the fabricated photograph.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Arora growled in annoyance and tossed the phone on the table her breakfast forgotten. Pernia wasn't picking up the phone because it was off the hook, perhaps she had already gotten a look at the paper and wasn't picking up the phone because she was worried that it would be Kaiba calling her. She didn't want to think about the young CEO blaming the bad press on her friend yet somehow she had a feeling he would. Her eyes narrowed and she hurried up to her room to change; if Pernia wouldn't answer her phone then Arora would have to deal with things personally. She paused outside her room and frowned remembering something Yami had told her; then coming to a switched decision turned back down the hall and hurried to the guest all the while remembering what he had told her.
Flashback**************************************************** *
“Pernia was made in Kaiba's personal assistant,” she said turning to Yami.
“Oh?”
“Don't you find that odd?” asked Arora,” turning to look at him. “I mean she has only worked there for a little over a month and suddenly she has become his personal assistant?”
“I don't think you have to worry about him doing anything objective to her pet,” laughed Yami. “He is far too consumed with work to have any real fun. Besides I doubt he would even notice a male in a sexual way much less a female now that he has his work.”
“What aren't you saying?”
“While it is true at one time the CEO did have feelings for the girl; I seriously doubt that those feelings have remained.”
“But you still have feelings for me,” said Arora softly.
Yami nodded and kissed her forehead, “while that is true Kaiba doesn't have any room left in his heart with his love for himself, his brother and his company. To be honest I would be surprised if he actually did try something in appropriate.”
“Well,” said Arora slowly. “If your sure.”
“Very,” smiled Yami kissing her forehead. “Don't you worry your pretty little head about a thing. I am sure the relationship is purely plutonic if even that.”
End Flashback*************************************************
She stood at the door of the guest house and pounded on the locked door pursing her lips and cursing her lack of thought at grabbing the extra key from its place by the door. She waited impatiently the few seconds it took Yami to answer it and when she did she had to shake herself from the pleasant feeling she had of seeing him shirtless and in nothing but tight black pants. She watched him lean against the door frame amused as she struggled to remember her reason for coming here.
“You told me that I had no reason to fear for her safety!” snapped Arora.
Sighing Yami pulled her into the house and shut the door before her mind registered the cold morning air and the dewy wet grass. He leaned down slightly to kiss her neck moving downwards slowly unable to fight the slowly building urge at the sight of her clothed in a flimsy robe and from the amount of leg she was showing off probably a matching nightgown. He smiled against her skin and slowly moved back up.
“Now is not the time for this!” shrieked Arora.
Yami sighed and pulled away his face twisted in a mask of annoyance; he knew he wasn't going to be getting any anytime soon. “Look Arora,” sighed Yami. “Kaiba is so complicated that it is often times hard to tell what he really feels; besides I am just has shocked has you are about this engagement.”
“It is a bunch of shit,” said Arora.
“Don't worry so much little one,” whispered Yami, nuzzling her neck while his hands slide down the back of her thighs to lift her up and wrap them around his waist. “Everything will turn out alright, leave everything to me.”
Arora groaned and wrapped her arms around his neck while he slipped one hand between them to press her underwear aside; while she slipped one hand down his chest and fiddled with the button and zipper of his pants releasing him from his pants. “You are so egotistical,” she groaned out, feeling his hands running up and down her inner thighs.
“You taste so good,” said Yami, “you feel so good.” He groaned into her mouth and slipped his tongue inside of her mouth while pushing the gown up her body and separating the folds of her robe. She pushed her fingers inside of her own body and started undulating against her fingers: he groaned every time she and her fingers brushed against him. He jerked her fingers from inside of her and slide himself inside of her groaning at the feeling of being inside of her. He slowly started to grind against her pressing her buttocks against the smooth wood of the door. He knew it was a little early for such activities but with her being barely dressed how could he resist. He stiffened when he felt himself release himself inside of her and groaned when he felt her follow shortly after him. He pressed her against the door and struggled to catch his breath.
Upon catching his breath he pulled away and kissed her a few more times while he fixed the two of them up. “Do not worry,” said Yami fixing the collar of her robe. “I will take care of everything before you come to see me tonight. You are still coming aren't you?”
“Yes,” muttered Arora, her eyes still glazed over from the sudden but not unpleasant surprise.
“Do you trust me to deal with this?” he whispered cupping her cheek. Arora didn't answer instead she nodded her head and made an affirmative noise in the back of her throat. “Good my darling, then perhaps you should go finish getting ready for school it starts within the hour.”
Arora blinked surprised at how much time had passed and quickly hurried back to the house to change while her love chuckled at her retreating back.
Other side of town_____________________________________________
Pernia stared down at the newspaper before her on her white bedspread clutching the pillow to her body and trying to control her breathing. Her light blue eyes stared at the paper filled with fear Seto had told her not to tell anyone about their relationship and she hadn't, not even Arora, but now that the newspaper had gotten wind of their engagement she wondered if they would even have a relationship. The phone rang and she tossed it off the hook pressing down on the button to hang up on the caller; not wanting to speak to Seto at the moment.
Her uncle was furious with her for being romantically involved with Seto and not telling him. She had never seen him so anger before in her life and she wondered if her uncle would ever forgive her for what she had done. Remembering the hurt and the hate in his eyes she seriously doubted it; she remembered the rumors about how much animosity was between her uncle and her future husband and wondered if Seto doing this to her was a way to get to her uncle. She fell back onto her bed and whimpered, either way she had gotten the rotten end of the deal.
History Class_______________________________________________
Arora frowned and turned her attention to Pernia's vacant desk the rumors were already running rampant through the school that Pernia was pregnant with Seto's child. She winced hoping that wasn't the case; yet she couldn't seem to forget something she had seen one day of her childhood where a ten-year old Pernia had been seating in a fifteen year old Seto's lap and he had been running his hands through her hair.
Flashback*************************************************** **
Arora was running through the garden's labyrinth searching for her dear friend; she found her setting on the lap of the older Seto Kaiba who was running his hands through her hair and nuzzling her neck. Curious Arora tilted her head to the side and watched the older male kiss her cheek. She watched her friend tilt her head up to look into the older boy's eyes and smiled reaching up for his face. Smiling coldly he lowered his head and kissed her forehead trailing his lips down to her jaw. His hands rested on her thighs and he ran his hands over them.
“Seto?” whispered the young Pernia. Seto grunted to show his was listening but did not remove his nose from its place on her body. “Why did you say not to let my uncle know you were here?”
“I wanted to spend time with you before I went to see your uncle.”
“Oh okay!” chirped Pernia snuggling into Seto's chest.
That answer was good enough for her to be with the charming teen that paid so much attention to her.
End of Flashback*********************************************
Seto stared at the computer screen and scowled to himself ever since Pernia had come back into his life he had started to have flashbacks of them five years ago. It had taken him a few days after their first encounter to remember they had indeed known each other for years and he knew that she would never go back on her word; so he knew that it hadn't been her to tell the papers what had been going on between them so that could only lead him to one thing; someone in his office was a snitch the question was who.
He frowned and reached for his phone to call Pernia he frowned hearing the busy signal and hung up the phone. He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair for a moment lost in though before turning his attention back to the screen; he scowled he would never be able to get any work done at this rate so he got to his feet and grabbed his trench coat heading out of his office calling for his limo it was time he got things settled between him and Pernia, even if it meant he would have to go through Pegasus.
Pernia lay in bed and listened to her uncle and her, possible former, lover argue outside in the hall. She heard the rustle of clothing followed by cursing and shouts from her uncle and the male servants as they followed Seto up to her bedroom before he stormed in, shut the door, locked and bared it with a chair near the wall.
“Mr. Kaiba,” she whispered.
“Why so formal love?” he asked, walking over to her bed and taking a seat beside her and pressing into her. Pernia opened her mouth to respond but was cut off when Seto pressed his lips against hers and shoved his tongue into her mouth. “We've been together for awhile now, one would think you would remember to drop the formality when alone.”
“You aren't mad about the article?” asked Pernia, when he pulled away.
“I know it wasn't you,” said Seto, before smirking cruelly. “Of course, I have full intentions of finding out who it was that told on us.”
“What is going to happen to us?” asked Pernia, feeling more nervous by the moment has the pounding on her bedroom door got louder and her uncle began to threaten bodily harm to the male above her if any harm came to her.
“Nothing,” said Seto, kissing her forehead and trailing his lips down her face to her jawbone. “Everything.”
Seto continued to kiss her and wrapped his arms around her body pulling her up from the bed and dragging her to the bathroom; locking the door and turning the shower on knowing that she could use a shower after being in her bed the majority of the day. He reached for her night gown and pushed it off of her shoulders allowing it to pool at her feet. He licked his lips and pressed his mouth against her forehead; while his hands pushed the straps of her bra off her shoulders so he could attack them instead of her already swollen mouth.
Pernia sighed in content and wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her head in the crook of his shoulder. She shivered feeling his hands trail down her sides and pulling the panties with them, so that they joined the nightgown on the floor. Pernia maneuvered him to seat down on the bathroom toilet and pushed his trench coat and arm bands from his body. Seto pulled away and removed his shirt going back to her body while standing up and holding her up against the while she wrapped her legs around his upper body and started to attack his mouth while he pulled her bra cups down one handed while checking on the water temperature. Her hands trailed down to his pants and she quickly undid them pushing them down to the floor while he attacked her bared breasts and all but ripped off her bra. He then carted them into the shower and allowed her to drop back to her feet.
He bent slightly at the waist and kissed her beneath the shower spray and then reached beside her head for the hair to wash her hair. He ran his hands through her wet strands feeling them became drenched and cleaned with the suddies smell of apples. He buries his face in her hair and inhales the smell has the bubbles wash away down the drain. Pernia meanwhile had grabbed the wash cloth and was busy running it up and down Seto's body. Seto sighed and picked her up again allowing her to wrap her body around him before sliding smoothly inside of her. He groaned and the feeling and began to thrust in and out of her sweet, heat. She panted and groaned against his shoulder clinging to him almost afraid that she would slip and fall down the drain with the shampoo and soap. Groaning Seto buried his face into her shoulder and bit down sharply marking her. She tilted her head back and felt herself come under his marking of her body; she soon felt him spill his seed inside her body and shuddered collapsing against his body trapped between it and the wall.
“Seto,” she whispered, whimpering when he started to remove himself from her body and ease her back onto her feet and reached over to turn the water off.
Pernia watched him step from the shower and dry himself off before pulling his clothes back on and wrapping the towel tightly around her body. “I will see you later,” he whispered, pressing a possessive kiss against her lips before moving away.
She followed him out into the bedroom and winced when she watched him walk past her uncle who was wearing a look of disapproval on his face and turned his back on her closing the door with a thud of finality and she knew that her life was about to change.
The question was: was it for better or for worse?
Seto wasn't surprised to see Yami standing there in his office when he returned after all the two girls that both males had been in love with has children were best friends. “I assume you are here about Pernia?” he asked making no effort to be formal about the girl.
“So the rumors are true?” asked Yami holding something wrapped in his hand. Seto nodded but didn't look at all embarrassed or ashamed of what he had done or would do to the girl. “I guess,” continued the other male. “That you find no guilt in what you have done.”
“What do you want?” snarled Seto, furious at the other male for getting into his personal affairs.
Without another word Yami tossed the tabloid papers he had been holding onto Seto's desk and left. Seto stared down at them and hissed in outrage there on the front page in bold print above a picture of Pernia on his lap in her school girl uniform was the headline: `Heiress to Industrial Illusions Empire Caught on the Chair of CEO of Kaiba Corps: Could this Be the End of the Partnership? Explicit photos inside'. The CEO opened the paper and winced the photos were nude pictures of the two of them wrapped in each others arms. No wonder the girl's uncle had been furious.
He sat back in his chair and sighed running his hands over his face and looking up at the ceiling. He narrowed his eyes and stood up and scowled someone had been bugging his office and spying on his personal time with Pernia. He picked up the phone and immediately made arrangements for all the papers to go bankrupt and all the money given to a new account he opened for Pernia. He then proceeded to have security come into his office along with cops and have his entire office gone through to get rid of bugs, cameras, and recorders then he proceeded to track down the person that had done it by retracing the wiring.
He followed it to the office of a man that his adoptive father trusted and to the man that would have owned the company had he not won a bet with Gozaburo.
“Hello Daimon,” said Seto, shutting the door.
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Yami groaned into the girl's shoulder while they rolled around on the sheets of his bed struggling from the right to be the dominate partner. Arora giggled and breathed heavily gasping for breath finally being on the top of Yami, straddling his hips.
“I win,” she giggled, “just like I told you I would.”
Yami chuckled and lay down in the bed resting his hands behind his head and stared up at Arora. “I still can not get over how beautiful you look.”
Arora smiled and kissed him gently trailing her lips down his neck while her hands swiftly unbuttoned his shirt and she buried her nose against his chest while her hands explored his oh so familiar chest. She lay her head against his chest and just allowed her hands to trace the familiar lines of him. He rolled over and gently began to pull her dress over her head kissing her forehead; lowering her back down onto the bed he proceeded to ravish her delicate body. He kissed her stomach and pulled down her panties tossing them to the side and rested in her awaiting arms sighing happily when her legs wrapped tightly around him. Burying his nose into her neck while his hands quickly rid himself of his pants and slid smoothly into her body groaning at the comfort he found there.
The pace he set was smooth and eager to please his beloved a fact that she eagerly returned full force with eager kisses and caresses while her body became numb with pleasure. He pulled away from her after the finally throws of the orgasm were completed and rolled onto his side pulling her against him and falling into a light sleep which she soon joined him.
Yami jerked awake and frowned the banging was starting to give him a headache grumbling, annoyed at the person at the door he rushed to pull his pants up and open the door before it awoke Arora.
“Joey, Tristian, Mai,” he chocked in surprise.
“What's wrong man?” asked Tristan, has he and Joey pushed their way through the door with Mai following them. “Aren't you glad to see me?”
“I am glad, very glad,” said Yami quickly, “I just wasn't expecting company at the moment.”
“So I can see,” said Joey smirking and taking in the tell tale signs of passion on his best friend. “Well look,” he said heading towards Yami's bedroom so he could get to the bathroom. “I am going to take a piss-.”
“Joey,” gasped Mai.
“And then we can head out to the bar,” said Joey, ignoring his wife.
“Joey wait,” said Yami, starting to feel panic rise within him if Joey found out that Arora was in his bed then it was all over with.
Joey ignored his friend and continued into the darkened room ignoring the body on the sheets until he heard her groan. He turned his attention to her with all thoughts on inviting her to join him when he froze.
“Miss. Kendra?” he asked.
The girl sat bolt right up in bed and paled holding the sheets tight against her body, “Coach Wheeler.”
Joey turned his attention to Yami and dragged him out of the room. “We need to talk,” he shoved Yami from the room and then turned a glare at Arora and watched the glare cower under it. “I expect you to be gone very soon Miss. Kendra.” He then slammed the door.
Gulping back sobs, Arora hurriedly pulled her clothing back on and opened the bedroom window of the guest house and slipped into the night hurrying to the safety of her bedroom. She leaned against the closed kitchen door and struggled to control her breathing enough to allow her to grab the package on the table and hurry to her bathroom.
Minutes Later_______________________________________________
“Oh no,” she whispered crying softly. “No, no, no.”
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Author's Notes: Well there you go a long chapter and lots of lemony/limey goodness to make up for it. Ja.