A/N: Yes, this is a Yu-Gi-Oh! fanfic. And yes, I still like Yu-Gi-Oh! I just don't know why I love it so much, but whenever I see any of the male characters pop into view, I squeal like a giddy fangirl. Also, I am a proud Seto/Kisara shipper!
Disclaimer: I wish I owned Yu-Gi-Oh! for the hot sexy boys. But I don't. *sadface*
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It was a long day. Seto Kaiba was just returning from a business meeting with his fellow officials regarding a new development of a new virtual machine to bring duel monsters to life on a whole new level. Despite his successful lifestyle, being a young CEO of a major company does drain a young man in his teen years.
The pouring rain made it hard for the chauffeur to see in front of him as he was driving the Kaiba Corps' limo in the middle of the night. Seto was sitting leisurely in the backseat tapping away on his laptop going about with his usual business-like routine. Mokuba was lightly snoring on the backseat, gaining a few glances from his older brother here and there to make sure he was okay.
The chauffeur cursed silently when the car in front of him stopped abruptly. He honked the horn repeatedly while also shouting unmentionable words at the driver. After getting that over with, he grunted in relief and continued his driving. For a moment there all seemed well, until a dark shadowed figure appeared in view. The chauffeur reacted quickly and floored the brakes. The tires squealed and skidded across the wet pavement but it wasn't fast enough to prevent itself from bumping into the figure.
In the back, Mokuba flew off from the leather sanctity of his temporary sleeping place and landed on the carpet. Seto held on to his seatbelt and laptop, wondering what was going on. Upon impact he heard a loud thump.
"What the hell is going on, Wes?" He growled through the open window.
He didn't get an answer at all. His chauffeur was too occupied with the feeling of guilt and shock. He sat frozen in his seat and gripped the leather coated driver's wheel.
"It-it just came out of no where… It was dark a-and I couldn't s-see anything…" he murmured to himself.
"Wes! Answer me!" Seto ordered. Wes snapped out of his shock and turned around.
"Y-yes, Mr. Kaiba, sir?"
"I won't repeat myself again. What just happened?"
His chauffeur bit his lower lip and peered through the wet glass. "I-I don't know, sir. I think I just hit something, but I'm not sure what I just hit."
"Well don't just sit there, go see what it is!" Seto commanded.
"R-right, sir!" Wes unbuckled himself and stepped out into the rain with an umbrella.
Mokuba, who just a moment ago landed on the carpet, got up and rubbed his cranium. "Ow, I think I hit my head."
"Are you okay, Mokuba?" Seto asked.
His little brother winced and rubbed his head once more, making sure he was actually all right. "Yeah, I'm okay big brother. Nothing too serious," he replied.
A few taps on the side window were heard. Mokuba went ahead and lowered the glass window that later revealed Wes' concerned face.
Seto narrowed his eyes. "Well?"
"Sir, I think you might want to take a look at this. It seems that we've hit a person. She's breathing and isn't critically injured. However, she's knocked out cold."
"A person?" Mokuba exclaimed in shock with big eyes while Seto's own eyes widened.
"A 'she'?"
Seto stepped out of his car and into the rain, ignoring his chauffeur's suggestion to take an umbrella with him. As the rain soaked itself into his expensive business suit, Seto stood motionless in front of the body his car just hit. Not just a body. It was the body of a god damn human being, a girl nonetheless. Her light blue hair was sprawled over the concrete and her limp body was clothed in a large white shirt and shorts. Her light skin appeared to have been covered in some bruises and, as far as Seto can see, various scars all over her limbs. She had no shoes on, which led Seto to believe that she was out running around barefoot.
"Did you search for any identification on her?" Seto asked his chauffeur as he knelt down beside the girl.
"Negative, sir," he replied. "She doesn't seem to be carrying anything or any form of ID on her of any sort. I cannot determine her name or what her address is."
"I see," Seto said softly. He brushed the girl's hair away from her face and inspected it. She had a very pure, angelic, yet pained, expression on her face. Seto narrowed his eyes at her, a feeling of déjà vu flushed through him.
"Seto!" he heard a woman cry. The sound of the Blue Eyes White Dragon roared in his ear.
In that instant, Seto froze. What was that? He asked himself and covered his face with his palm. I could have sworn I just heard a Blue Eyes…
Wes looked at Seto quizzically. "Mr. Kaiba? Are you alright, sir?"
Seto broke out of his trance and returned to the sound of rain hitting concrete. He blinked a few times to calm his senses. "Y-yeah, I'm fine."
At that moment, Mokuba rushed to his brother's side with an umbrella shielding him and over Seto.
"Big brother, we have to take her to the hospital! She looks hurt, and we might be charged with hit and run if we just leave her here!"
Seto nodded at his brother's realization. "Right. Wes, bring the girl to the limo and take her to the nearest hospital immediately."
His chauffeur obliged to his order and instantly sweeps the girl into his arms. Carefully, and with haste, he laid the girl on the expensive leather car seats with the brothers. He seated himself into the driver's seat, and without bothering to buckle himself in, floored it.
Mokuba was careful to keep the blue haired girl safe and still from the bumpy ride, while Seto was scanning the girl's face once more, contemplating on what had happened earlier.
I'm sure that I just heard a Blue Eyes when I saw her face, he mused. Question is, why?
Suddenly an image of a familiar blue-haired girl appeared in his vision. She was dressed in peasant clothing and behind her was a desert. He had a hand to his chin as he gave it some more thought. My gut tells me I've met this girl before, but my brain is telling me this is nonsense. Then again, he glanced over at the girl again. I've been around a whole lot of nonsense things when I first met Yugi.
His mouth twitched slightly as he switched his attention to the front. He folded his arms and crossed his legs for the remainder of the drive until he arrived at the hospital. Things have definitely gotten a lot weirder than it has ever been.
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A/N: I'm sad that not that many people ship Seto/Kisara. It's such a cute canon pairing, too. And I'm also sad annoyed that Kisara wasn't reincarnated so that she and present day!Seto can interact with each other. Stupid writers. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this! I'm planning on making this my major writing project for as long as I can. I just love Yu-Gi-Oh! too much :D
