Setsuka Heel

Chapter 1

She had gone to her little spot in the forest like so many times before. Today the adorable six almost seven year-old was here because her little prince Sho, decided to join in on the taunting with the other children, it would most likely be the first of many occasions to come.

She sat on the large rock that Corn had sat on only a few months before and fingered the ripped dress. Her favorite dress. It was the one her Mother had given her before she decided to leave her with the Fuwas forever. So immersed in the memories of what had happened and the caustic words that had thoroughly abused her that day, along with the actions of the jealous little girls at school, she never heard the rustling of leaves, the soft footfalls or, felt the large male presence behind her that would soon cover her mouth, preventing her little screams or, the large arms that would carry her from her favorite place. Little Kyoko-chan was officially a missing person.

Yayoi Fuwa was upset and livid. The girl had been so much trouble lately, getting into fights at school, running off constantly to heaven only knew where and now this. She had been gone for a couple of days. Tomorrow would be school and if they didn't find her soon, she would have to call the police to look for her. She didn't know the girl had gone to the forest to cry. She didn't know the fights she had in school were always caused by her own son or his little fan club, that he almost always encouraged it out of his own insecurities and jealousies. Finally, she had no idea that sweet little Kyoko-chan had definitely NOT run away. It would be weeks before her son broke down and told her the truth out of guilt, after hearing the police tell Yayoi that it was quite possible that the child was dead.

"She's perfect, Sean." The beautiful woman beamed at the man next to her as they watched the nervous, quiet little girl bow to the pair. "Can we adopt her?"

He smiled widely. She was perfect. She would fit into the family like no other. Her hair was raven-black like his wife's and her eyes were almost the same shade of gold as his. She was sweet, she was polite for a six year-old and very intelligent from what the lawyer had told them. At first he wasn't comfortable adopting this way, but as soon as they met little Setsuka, they were enchanted. They couldn't understand why a parent would want to give up such a wonderful little gem. Oh well, their loss and a gain for the Heel family.

"Of course Lilly." He told her before turning to the man sitting off to the side. "How long will it take?"

With the connections that this particular lawyer had, most certainly not the normal allotted time necessary for a legal adoption. Kyoko would be leaving Japan in a matter of days with a new passport, a new name, and a family that actually wanted her enough to commit a crime to get her.

The lawyer smirked. "Only a couple of days. Just long enough to get her paperwork finished." Her paperwork being, her new birth certificate that permanently linked her to the Heel family out of London England, her passport that was convincing enough to fool even the most seasoned of officials, her medical records that implied that she'd been Setsuka Heel her entire life and were from a hospital that he had well paid affiliates working in, and finally a photo album of baby pictures that were most certainly not of her, but were very convincing and included a few photo-shopped images of her with her family over the years. In the case of Sean and Lilly Heel, money most certainly did buy happiness. After so many years of trying for children unsuccessfully, they finally had their little fairy princess. The little diamond in the crown of the Heel Legacy.

By the time Yayoi Fuwa had the presence of mind to finally call the police and Saena, it was already too late. Kyoko had been spirited out of Kyoto and was being introduced to Sean and Lilly Heel as a prospective adoptee in an upscale Tokyo hotel room. A week later, as the police were telling Yayoi that if the child wasn't found in the first couple of days, there was no hope of ever finding her, she was on a plane with her doting new parents to her permanent home in England.

The fact that her kidnappers had tossed aside her torn and bloodied clothing from that day's little abuse at school, and dressed her up in a frilly pink dress, ruffled-bottom panties, and black patent-leather shoes with ruffled socks, had aided the police in the assumption that they wouldn't find the child alive when they discovered the bag of clothing in a dumpster, near a secluded restroom, at an old park that few, but the seediest used. The possibilities were endlessly sickening and Yayoi was devastated by the news.

Weeks later, when little Shotaro confessed what he knew, he was shocked by the lack of punishment, but he could sense the obvious change in attitude his parents had towards him. He was seven, they knew it wasn't his fault, it wasn't that type of change. They had kept a closer eye on him, doted upon him more and were far more attentive about his comings and goings than they had been. There was a kidnapper on the loose and quite possibly a child killer. They didn't want to lose their only son too. Enough had been lost with Kyoko-chan. They didn't want the police finding his torn and bloodied clothing in a dumpster too. Little Shotaro Fuwa, the heir to the Fuwa Legacy, was officially on lock-down for a very long time.

Due to the fact that the police had evidence of foul play, the death certificate was signed. For all intent and purpose, Kyoko Mogami was no more and the Fuwa family now kept watch over their only child as if he were one of the crown jewels. In England, Setsuka Heel was doted upon and treated like a little princess. She was the only daughter of a formerly childless couple that had spent years trying to have children. Not wanting to disappoint her new mother and father, she did her best to use the English she had just recently begun to learn at her school in Japan. To their surprise, she had nearly perfected her ability and her accent had begun to match theirs after the first week together, on their plane trip back to London.

Her first week with them she had polished her English speaking skills and learned so much about her new parents. Her new mommy was a fashion model/designer and her daddy was a photographer. They both had lead very private lives, but that wasn't something she would discover or understand until she was much older. They both loved to travel. They lived in England for most of the year, but had homes in other countries for when they traveled. They treated her like a little princess. They showered her with clothing and toys that she'd never even seen before. They both carried her everywhere she went and even let her stay up past 8 pm and watched movies with her. Her new daddy even had a large book of fairy tales he read from when it was finally time to go to bed.

By the time she and her new family had boarded their small private plane back to England, she had a new family, a wonderful new Spitz puppy named Yuki, because of his snowy-white fur, an endless supply of princess dresses, and enough toys to last her a lifetime. She truly felt like Cinderella, all she was missing was her prince, but she just knew she would get that later. She wanted to enjoy what she had been blessed with for now. Maybe some day she would meet Corn again and she could tell him everything that had happened. With the way her new parents treated her and her comparison of how the Fuwas and her mother had been, she knew she was truly blessed. Quite an epiphany for a six year-old.