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Anyone who don't know how Japanese names work, I'll explain before you read on ahead. Japanese names are written last name then first name. Kind of like an American schools who have the last name first, a comma and then the child's first name.
And I don't own any Yu-Gi-Oh! characters. I only own Rosalie Watson from my other fanfiction stories.
Rosalie Ashlen Watson, or Rose, was walking down the halls of her high school. She was talking with her friends.
Who consisted of Yugi Mutou, Joey Wheeler, Tristan Taylor, Duke Devlin and Tea. Tea was most ecstatic to have another girl join their group.
Rose isn't exactly a girly-girl but she isn't a complete tomboy either. If anything, she is a pink Punk/Goth girl. She loves to wear slight pink in her, otherwise, known black and red outfits. And she is almost always wearing her black bejeweled leather jacket. The jewels form her initials, with a few red roses scattered across.
When walking to her locker, the bell rung. Her friends dispersed, running to homeroom. All waving behind them.
She rolled her eyes in annoyance. Then began to put in her combination.
A tall shadow came over her.
Turning around, she faced the one person she didn't expect. A person who is the CEO of his own company and worth billions of dollars. He most wanted bachelor of Domino City, Japan. And he was also known as the Ice King of Domino High School.
That bachelor's name is Seto Kaiba. He had gorgeous, not that Rose would ever admit it, brunet hair that was always well combed and styled perfectly. Then there were his icy blue eyes. Which is where he got his nickname from. What was so weird about him is that he carried a silver briefcase with him all the time. And it really is weird.
"Why don't you tell anyone?" He asked, curious. "What happened to your mom and dad?"
Rose felt immense anger and annoyance. As well as a feeling she has never felt for anyone but her father: fear. Although she wouldn't admit it. Nor would she show it.
She wouldn't ever tell anyone what happened in her apartment. The only one who knows is Joey. And that's because he's on a floor above her. He can hear everything. She also knows that Joey suffers the same thing as her: an alcoholic, sexually and physically abusive father.
"What the hell do you want, Kaiba?!" She yelled. To cover up the emotions that she was feeling deep inside her being. Just displaying anger for all the world to see.
"I read that your mother died in a car accident in the newspaper," Seto explained. Not willing to admit that he had went to the local library to read up on it yesterday after his finding. "Killing the unborn child inside her... Your baby sibling... And that your family wouldn't want anything to do with you..."
She glared at him. Then grabbed his shirt to slam him against the lockers.
She's not one for violence, but Seto was pissing her off.
"How the hell do you know that?!" She snarled into his face. Not even listening to the rest of the first sentence. "And why do you care so much about little ol' me?!"
"Yesterday I followed you to your apartment," he said. Ignoring what she had said. "And I saw you walk in. Several minutes later, you left on the fire escape from a window. You looked like you were crying. You also had a limp in your step, cradling your hip, and supported many bruises on your face and arms..."
From his point of view, he wasn't sure if he saw bruising on her hips. But, he wasn't going to ask, either.
She was absolutely horrified that he had followed her. And that he watched her leave in that condition.
He raised a hand to her fists and gently removed them from his collar.
"What's going on?" He softly asked.
She had her head down, looking at the ground. Then around them before sighing, seeing no way out. Her eyes wide in fear and had wrapped her arms around her stomach. One hand raised to touch some of the bruises, that she covered up with foundation, on her face, neck, and collarbone. Remembering what happened at night. And all the nights before.
"My dad rapes and beats me," she quietly admitted. Her eyes looking past him at the lockers as she was very deep within her mind. "I'm extremely poor... He beats me if I don't get a job... Raping me is just a joy he gets... Most of the time, like yesterday, I was able to escape before he got around to raping me..."
Seto was disgusted by her father. And, despite his cold persona, he honestly wanted to help the young blonde woman.
"Would you like to work as my personal assistant?" He asked.
She looked at him. As if he grew another head. Just raising an eyebrow at him.
"If I do," she began to explain. "He would take the check and cash it. Then he would spend it on alcohol and gamble with it. After all 'his' money is gone, he'd repeat what he's done before. Rape me and beat me."
Her arms crossed over her chest as she looked at him with an Any-Other-Bright-Ideas look.
"You could move into my home," he simply stated. Not even sure why he suggested this, practically a complete, stranger a room within his mansion.
Simply said: she was shocked. She was stammering. At least for words.
He raised an eyebrow. A smirk slowly crept onto his face as she continued to be silent.
"I'll take that as a 'yes,'" he responded. Turning toward their homeroom.
She shut her locker and ran after him.
"Kaiba!" She shouted. Very angry at how he was acting.
He chuckled, beginning to run when she tried to catch up. Smiling a bit as he ran.
Deep down inside, she was happy. She had someplace to stay until she had saved up enough money to afford her own apartment and even planned to offer Joey a place to stay as well. They'd be dividing the bills and rent in two. They wouldn't have to deal with their shitty fathers.
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