Seto lay motionless on the floor, eyes closed, breathing quickly, Wheeler's head resting on his wildly beating heart. His body was still trembling; the sighs still echoed in his ears; he could still feel the sweet taste of the nameless lover on his tongue. Kaiba did not quite understand what had happened to him, why he had banished all caution, all scruples, all cold from his heart and embarked on such an adventure. Images of greedy passion and fleshly lust danced before his eyes. Her face so close and Joey's scent wafted around his nose, he sucked it in deeply. A shiver ran down his back, but suddenly ...! Hadn't there just been a noise? He heard something - a rustling and soft steps! Slowly Kaiba opened her eyes and looked at the resting head of Joey, his slender pale fingers, which gently stroked Seto's heated chest. Kaiba frowned slightly at the sight.But again he heard a noise. It sounded like someone was in a hurry. So Kaiba turned her head. His eyes met the dark, frightened eyes of the young woman, who was standing near the door, lightly clothed, her trembling hand resting on the handle.

"Where are you going?", Kaiba asked with a hoarse voice.

"Moi? Pardonne, mais ...!", She paused, seemed to be brooding.

"Unfortunately I have to go!" She continued after a while.

A slight smile played around the lips, but it disappeared under the basecup. Before Seto could react to it, the door closed in front of his eyes and the magic that had flowed through the room during their presence gradually faded away. Disgust seized Kaiba and he wrinkled his nose in disgust, clenched his hand into a fist, let it crash onto the floor next to Joey. Wheeler suddenly opened his eyes. He heard Seto's heart beating wildly in his ear,

"Wheeler, get off me, damn mutt!", Kaiba growled and sat up.

Joey's head hit the floor hard as Seto straightened completely. He was still drowsy and under the influence of what had happened. His thoughts were confused and so he initially got up with rather stupid eyes. But gradually his consciousness returned, his foggy mind cleared. Suddenly Joey was aware of what he had done, yes, how he was drifting. All the blood shot through his cheeks, anger and shame welling up in him. Hunched over like a beaten dog, he crawled to his clothes and dressed quickly. Seto watched this activity skeptically, in the meantime he too had fully clothed himself. Not a word left the lips of the two boys, they did not even dare to look into each other's eyes. Joey turned away and quickly left the office, leaving Seto alone with his thoughts. He tried to understand what had happened and why!An idea ripened in his brain - the chocolates. Joey's lawlessness! The playmate's reaction! But then he remembered again that he hadn't tasted a bite of the chocolates. The blood was pounding in his temples and he couldn't come to any logical conclusion. But first wanted to rule out a possibility.

"Roland, the chocolates in the anteroom. Take them to the laboratory and have them examined!" He grumbled into his intercom.

He turned his gaze out of the window, but the memories kept coming back. No, he had to be in a different environment. He had to escape from this building! Inwardly he also hoped to find the young woman! She knew the answers to his questions. Slowly, trembling, the boy rose and left the Corporation. The air seemed cool and refreshing to him, although it had to be at least a comfortable bathing temperature. His cheeks were still glowing and his thoughts kept returning to his office. He stroked his lips.Looked at his hand. It seemed to Kaiba as if he was going to lose his mind, he felt the madness rise in his heart. He couldn't understand how all this could happen - and without really noticing it, he was standing in front of the school. Still lost in his thoughts, he entered the classroom and sank into his seat. The voices around him had no meaning, no, he didn't even hear them. When Joey walked into the classroom and saw Seto in his seat, he looked away, his cheeks glowing. Got into his place as quickly as possible and slowly sank down. Pain flashed through the blond boy and reminded him of the short love affair. His gaze was transfigured and he didn't notice the tips of his friends either. No, again and again he turned his gaze to Kaiba, who woke up after a few minutes from his inner unconsciousness and felt Wheeler's eyes resting on him. Usually a malicious remark would have come from his lips to Joey, but now he turned his head away with glassy eyes.Likewise, Wheeler no longer dared to take a look - Seto had apparently become aware that he was in school. The hourly chime sounded.
Mr. Varnicke, the English teacher, entered the room accompanied by the school principal. The whole class looked at the two gentlemen, spellbound.

"Students," began Mr. Oeda with a slight smile.

"You will greet two new classmates this day!" With these words he turned to the door which she opened.

"Jacqueline Briquet and Marianne Rose Blanche.", Two girls in school uniforms entered the room.

A murmur penetrated the class before all the students stood up. All of them, except for two boys, who could not take their eyes off the one girl and looked at her with open mouths and incomprehensible eyes. The dark eyes! The slim body! That sweet smile! The short blonde hair!

"The two girls come from France and will stay in our country as guest students for a year.But I think I'll give the floor to both of them so they can introduce themselves. "finished the director and bowed.

Jacqueline, a light-blond girl with sky-blue eyes, a cheerful round face and a small, plump stature, stepped in front of the class and bowed.

"My name is Jacqueline Briquet," she began in clear and impeccable Japanese.

"I was born near Toulouse and grew up mostly in Paris, where I also go to school. I am happy that I was allowed to come here, as I already met the Japanese culture and language in Paris a good year! ", with that she bowed again.

The students greeted the girl in a friendly manner and bowed. Now the other girl stepped forward. Seto and Joey's hearts began to race as the smile spread across their faces.

"Salut, je m'appelle Marianne Rose Blanche et je suis une écolière aussi!", She said and smiled slightly."En japonais s'il vous plaisez!" Admonished Jacqueline and gave the girl a serious look.

"Pardon, I'm not as good at the language as my girlfriend!", Marianne apologized.

There it was, that strong French accent - unmistakable. Marianne had undoubtedly been the young, nameless playmate. But why had she gone to Seto this morning and dragged him into that sinful pool of greed and lust? Kaiba rose slowly. Yes, he was curious about her introduction.

"My name is Marianne Rose Blanche and I am also a student from Paris. I was born in Brest. Like Jacqueline, I mainly lived in Paris and also go to school there. I hope that we will understand each other despite some language problems." with these words she stepped next to Jacqueline and bowed her head slightly.

Mr. Oeda seemed satisfied and now left the rest of the lesson to the English teacher. Mr. Varnicke decided to use the lesson so that the students in the class could familiarize themselves with the two new girls.The two girls had to answer dozens of curious questions, with Marianne holding back and leaving the answers to Jacqueline. Seto and Joey only watched one of the girls, Marianne, for the entire hour. She didn't seem to notice their looks or was she just playing with them? She kept that innocent, sweet smile, her cheeks were flushed, her hands shyly clasped in front of her lap. The longer both boys watched the Frenchwoman, the more the certainty of her acceptance dwindled. Marianne was a shy, quiet girl, it seemed. Impossible that this was the uninhibited lover. But Seto didn't want to be convinced by the appearance alone that he had been wrong. Everything indicated that it had been Marianne. Your body! Your eyes! Your smile! Your voice and accent. Her character alone was in complete contradiction to the assumption. When the English teacher wanted to assign both girls a seat, Kaiba raised his hand and, to everyone's amazement, offered the seat next to Marianne.On the grounds that he was the only one in the class capable of giving the young French woman an easy entry into the class and culture, he removed all doubts. Marianne was not at all averse, she did not wait for the teacher's decision, but immediately sank down next to Kaiba. Kaiba was immediately smelled of roses and vanilla. That sweet smell, unmistakable!

"Why are you here?", Seto whispered to his neighbor.

"Que? I don't understand what you mean ?!" she replied and smiled slightly.

"You can't fool me! You were with me this morning, in my office!", The boy hissed and looked at her with cold eyes.

"Oh, I think you have to confuse me. I only got to this city around noon today. So it's impossible that I was with you, when I don't even know who you are!" She breathed.