Surprise

                          I was back at Kaiba Corp by noon, feeling much better than I had all morning. I walked into Kaiba's office to let him know I'd returned, only to find him still working.

 

"What now," he asked.

 

"I just wanted to let you know I'm back. What exactly are you working on," I asked.

 

"I'm making sure everything is running smoothly."

 

"And that requires you to be on a computer all day? Don't you think you should do something outside this office?"

Kaiba didn't answer me, typing furiously on the keyboard. I frowned and pushed the screen of his laptop down, closing it. He pulled his hands back before they could be pressed down.

 

"What are you-" Kaiba started.

 

"I don't like being ignored, Mr. Kaiba," I answered with a slight smirk.

 

Kaiba glared at me and grabbed my wrist with the intention of moving my hands.

 

'Why won't she leave me alone,' his voice rang in my mind before he jerked away from me.

 

There were moments when I really loved the ability I had regained when Serephine turned me into a vampire. Whenever someone touched my skin, I could hear the thoughts they had at that exact moment.

 

"Is something wrong, Kaiba," I asked innocently, a sweet smile on my face.

 

"I just heard your thoughts," he answered, still in shock.

 

My smile instantly vanished. That was not something I had expected. Never before had someone been able to hear my thoughts upon touching my skin. I thought he pulled away due to the coldness of my skin hand, but I was obviously wrong.

 

"You what," I asked, almost yelling.

 

I heard someone near the office and open the door.

 

"Seto, I- What's wrong," Mokuba asked, running across the room.

 

Kaiba's eyes were still wide in disbelief.

 

"What are you," the CEO asked me.

 

I bit my lower lip, not showing any teeth at all.

 

"Seto, what's wrong? What happened?"

 

I could hear Mokuba's increasing heart rate as his worry grew. I rested my hand on Kaiba's and could hear him thinking of how utterly impossible it all was.

 

'I suggest you pull yourself together for Mokuba's sake, if nothing else. We can talk about this later if you want,' I told him before removing my hand from his.

 

I calmly walked out of the room and shut the door behind me. I waited until I was in my apartment before I grabbed the phone and called Darren.

 

"Is something wrong," he asked in a worried tone, knowing I wouldn't have called without reason.

 

"Yes, something is very wrong," I nearly yelled.

 

This only scared Darren more and I could hear him shuffling items in the background.

 

"I'll be there in a few hours. Can you hold out until then?"

 

"Darren, I'm not in danger of being destroyed. I'm worried about exposure."

 

The shuffling in the background immediately stopped.

 

"Scarlett, don't do that to me. You nearly made my heart restart. I thought something had attacked you."

 

"I know, I know. I'm sorry, but I was just really freaked out. I mean, he heard me! That's awful!"

 

"Scarlett, slow down and start from the beginning," Darren interrupted.

 

I took a deep breath to calm my nerves.

 

"Kaiba grabbed my wrist and I heard his thoughts. Nothing new, right? He jerked away and I thought it was because of how cold my skin is. I decided to play dumb and ask what was wrong, like you and Serephine taught me to do. Then he told me that he heard my thoughts. That's never happened before, especially not with a human. Darren, what do I do," I asked.

 

"Try to keep a low profile until I get there. I'll leave early."

 

"No. It's okay. You don't need to change your plans. I'll be fine."

 

"Are you sure?"

 

"Yeah. There is one little problem, though. I kind of told him I'd explain it later."

Darren groaned and I was sure he had his head in his hand.

 

"Scarlett, what were you thinking?!"

 

"That is what I was thinking. I had to tell him with my thoughts because Mokuba was there."

 

"Then just give him bits of information. Let him guess at what you are, just don't tell him," Darren answered.

 

"Alright. Hopefully he'll buy into it."

 

"Choose your words carefully when you talk to him about this."

 

"I will," I answered and shut off the phone.

 

Five minutes later, there was a knock at my door. I opened it to see Mokuba.

 

"My brother said he wants you to come see him at eight tonight," the teenage boy before me said.

 

I could tell he was still worried. His tone of voice and the way he carried himself said it all.

 

"I'll be there. And Mokuba, there's nothing to worry about. I promise," I said with a small smile.

 

A smile formed on his lips and he nodded before walking away.