Exterior

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!

I know it's been a while, but due to the wonderful reviews on my other stories I decided to finally get this up and edited.

Also, I ask now because I have gotten guest reviews that regard this, but I ask for no flaming or hating on ay of the characters, especially Tea. I don't want to know your personal hate opinions towards her, and I personally think you are in the wrong for calling her such horrid names. If you have hater talk, please keep it to yourself, you know what they say "if you don't have nothing nice to say, don't say it at all".

For those who happen to stumble across this, please read the stories in the correct order for it to make sense.

1. Meet the New Girls

2. Fighting for You

3. Sleep Over Fun

4. Date Night

5. Photoshoots and Drama

Thank you, and now...on with the story!

1 week later

Jetta woke up that morning and for some reason she knew the day wasn't going to be great. Getting her robe on and walking to the dining room she was confronted with her step mother and her father glaring at her. Great, what did the prima donna say now? Jetta mused mentally.

"Look, I hate to eat and run but…" Jetta started.

"Sit." Hatsumomo growled. Jetta glared at her before looking to her father to see him giving her a glare. Sighing, she sat down.

"How dare you insult my wife Jetta. Calling her such awful names over the phone and saying that she has no say in the business." Her father started. Jetta simply kept her mouth shut, knowing that anything she said, she would be silenced until he was finished. Jetta was always prepared for the day her father turned against her, so she had a backup. Shizaa's brothers can be very useful private eyes. Jetta thought, half way listening to her father praise his young wife.

"And furthermore, I don't find you suitable to run Misori Industries, I think Hatsumomo should run it." He said.

"You think that two bit tramp can run a business better than me? You raised me to run this business from the time I could count and walk. Meanwhile, this little whore couldn't even make it through high school, and had a name change." Jetta said calmly, watching as Hatsumomo's eyes went wide.

"Oh, is that not something she told you before you got married, or even during your five year marriage. She also hasn't told you that she draws money out of your account on a daily basis, which I why I separated the business and your account, she also doesn't tell you that all her friends are prostitutes, and that she is one as well and has had a rousing seventy three lovers in the course of five years, and three abortions. You honestly think that this slut could run your business? I tell you now, if you put her in charge, you will be ruined and Misori Industry will be a bad punch line to a joke within a year's time." Jetta growled watching her father grow shocked and Hatsumomo get pissed.

"You're going to believe this foul mouthed brat over me, you're loving wife?" She said innocently, making Jetta laugh. She reached into her bag and grabbed the very large and thick file folder on her. Hatsumomo started to sweat.

"What's that?" she asked.

"I hired a few P.I's after you guys got married, since I did catch you cheating on my father three times before the marriage, I figured I couldn't trust you. This is your file of the last five years. It may have been a little spendy, but it was worth it to know I was right." Jetta said, sliding the file over to her father. Hatsumomo tried to grab it.

"No, I will look this over. Who did you hire Jetta?" her father asked, his anger now turning to his wife.

"Hinotami Corp." Jetta said. Her father was a friend of the Hinotami family, and she knew he would trust them. Hatsumomo went wide eyed.

"Aren't the a bunch of hit men? Mobster status and all that?" Hatsumomo asked.

"I'm friends with one of the family and I know her brother's first names, who do you think I hired? And she and her brothers never lie." Jetta said.

"I will go look this over in my office…alone….you should leave now." Her father said, his nose in the file. Hatsumomo glared at her.

"If you ruin this for me, I will ruin you." Hatsumomo said.

"Ruin what?" Jetta asked.

"My marriage to one of the richest men alive, only being rivaled by your boyfriend…hmm…maybe I'll steal him from you, that would be nice." Hatsumomo snickered before Jetta showed her the recorder.

"And maybe I'll let my father hear this to reveal you for the whore you are. You're the reason he divorced my mother and put her in the mental ward because she had the same kind of proof that I do that you're a lying, stealing, cheating whore. Rest assured, when I destroy your reputation, I'm checking my mother out of the ward and making sure that all the other wealthy men know about you." Jetta said. Hatsumomo glared at her before Jetta stood and walked out of her home, got into her car and drove to work. After parking she walked into the office and Jasper looked nervous.

"Uh, Miss Misori, I have some bad news." Jasper said nervously. What else can go wrong? Jetta mentally groaned.

"What would that be?" Jetta asked calmly.

"All of the photographers came down with some overnight bug. They should be here tomorrow, but not today. I already called the models and told them, and I tried reaching you, but your phone must be off." Jasper said. Jetta had her phone on vibrate, but she did drive through a tunnel on her way, so the call must've been lost then.

"It's alright." Jetta said. Her day would be busy, with or without models, she had things to plan and schedule, papers to file and fax. She smiled and walked off to her office, calmly until she got into her office, then she wasn't so calm. After venting for about an hour she finally got to work, though she felt incomplete the whole day. Her wrist was numb, her eyes were weary, her ear felt like it was loosely hanging on by thread and her mouth was dry. At least if the models would've been there she would've gotten a bit of a break from paperwork and phone calls. She looked at the clock and smiled as it was five to seven, and since her office closed at seven, she started to get ready for the end of the day, glad that no one decided to call her last minute. Just as the day was about to end she finally decided that she did not want to go home; she pulled out her phone and dialed the first number that came to mind.

Seto was walking out of his office, Yugi and Joey flanking him.

"Man, the chumps that try to break in 'ere are jus askin for trouble." Joey chuckled. Seto rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, your team of officers really has this place in control and secure." Yugi said with a smile, earning a nod from Seto. He never really gave praise, but when he didn't torment Joey – in a friendly yet jerky way – they knew he was pleased. His phone started to ring and taking it out and looking at the caller ID made him cock an eyebrow. He answered, knowing she would call again if he didn't from the few occasional times she did call.

"Hello." Seto said as they continued walking outside.

"Hey, I don't want to go home, can I stay at your place for a day or two?" Jetta asked, her voice sounded so…weak and vulnerable. The others could hear her but acted as though they hadn't.

"Yeah. Just have your stuff ready and I'll have someone prepare a guest room for you." Seto said.

"Uh…can I stay with you?" Jetta squeaked. The other two could barely hide their smirks as they started to drift away.

"I'll think about it." Seto said.

"Please? I really don't want to be alone tonight." Jetta whimpered. Seto got into his car and started the engine.

"Yes. When should I expect you?" Seto asked.

"I need to stop by my house and pick up the bag I'm going to have someone pack, so at least thirty minutes." Jetta said. Seto could hear her starting her own car.

"See you then." Seto said as he pulled out of the parking lot.

"Yup." Jetta said before they hung up. Something in Seto's gut told him that she was having a bad day to start with, and that he would be in for an earful when she got there, most likely broken up by fits of tears. Well, now's the time to show that I do care about her. Seto thought as he drove home. Parking into the giant garage he walked into his home, hearing the sound of his brother and friends playing on the gaming console.

"Hey bro, what's up?" Mokuba asked, looking over his shoulder to his older brother, his friends pausing the game to smile at the billionaire.

"Work as usual. Jetta's coming over." Seto said casually, though Mokuba grew curious.

"For how long?" Mokuba asked, mostly because his friends might be spending a night or so at the manor.

"Few nights maybe. She sounded upset over the phone, so depending on what turns up, I'll have an estimated time frame she could be here." Seto said before walking towards his room to change into some more comfortable and casual clothing.

"His girlfriend's upset and he's going to make an estimate on how long she'll be here. Cold much." Mokuba's friend, Anderson, said in awe.

"No, he's just informing me because he can guess by you guys already being in your sleep wear that you may be here for a while, so he's making sure he can keep track of everyone, and so that you don't irritate her." Mokuba said calmly.

"But how can he just be so cold?" His friend, Jason, asked.

"He always sounds like that to most people, hell, even to me, when he's still set in business mode." Mokuba said before they heard his footsteps. He was wearing a light blue button up with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and a pair of black jeans, his shirt was untucked and two buttons were undone.

"So when's she supposed to be here?" Mokuba asked. Seto glanced to the clock and then without saying a word held out his hand to five and then lowered each finger and once the last one fell the doorbell rang. Smirking he left the room.

"I will never understand how he does that." Anderson said.

"He was taught to predict his rivals moves, so his wit. I don't think you guys saw Jetta up close, I will say, my brother knows how to pick 'em." Mokuba chuckled as he heard the clicking of heels.

"I'd say my feet hurt, but I haven't been walking much today." Came Jetta's voice before she walked into the living room and removed her stiletto heels as his friends tried not to gawk at her.

"Now why would that be, from what you've told me in some of our phone calls, you're almost always moving." Seto said casually, his tone remarkably different than what it was a mere thirty minutes ago. It was warm yet still refined.

"Let's just go with today has been hell." Jetta said before she noticed the five teenage boys in the room.

"Evening Mokuba." Jetta chuckled.

"Evening Jetta. Brother told me that you might be staying for a while. May I ask, out of pure curiosity why?" Mokuba asked kindly.

"I'd really rather not say other than I just didn't feel like going home." Jetta said, her tone dripping with danger. Mokuba knew when to back off, as did his friends. Once her shoes were removed and the butlers took her stuff up to Seto's room they were gone again.

"Hey bro, dinner should be ready in about an hour." Mokuba called.

"Good to know Mokuba." Seto called back. Once his friends were sure they were out of earshot they started to go gaga over Jetta.

"That's his girlfriend. Holy damn she looks like a model." Jason said.

"No kidding." Another, Max, chuckled.

"I think I know how they're going to spend the next forty five minutes." Anderson chuckled.

"Nope. Jetta looked way too upset to even have that on her mind. She seriously looked ready to cry. And knowing my brother, he wouldn't take advantage of a girl like that." Mokuba stated clearly.

Once the butlers and maids left and the door closed Jetta could no longer hold the tears that had been welling and Seto, needless to say, expected it when she collapsed in a heap, causing him to catch her. She buried her face into his chest as he helped her over to the couch where they sat down, so she wouldn't fall again.

"What's wrong?" Seto asked quietly. Anyone else would've considered it a hiss, but Jetta knew better, she knew he genuinely cared.

"It all started this morning…" Jetta started as she went into the details of the fight, what her father said, the case she presented and the file, the threat that Hatsumomo made, then the catastrophe at work with the photographers and the headache she had from it all. She managed to say this all without having to stop for her tears, yet they ran down her face like a river.

"And I just didn't want to go home and face her or him, or listen to her bitch and him try to defend her, even though I doubt that he would now. I just needed to get away from it. You probably think I'm…" Jetta started before she was cut off by his lips, the warmth and gentleness of the kiss calmed her and soon she melted into it. After a few moments, they broke apart and he pulled her close, onto his lap. She rested her head on his chest and calmed her breathing. She knew he didn't say much, but at this point, his actions spoke for him and she knew that he cared and he was listening.

"Thank you." Jetta said, fatigue finally taking over. She felt him nod and rest his cheek on her head as her body relaxed.

"I'll have a maid bring us dinner, I'm sure Mokuba will understand." Seto said. Jetta nodded, feeling suddenly lighter because of the venting and knowing that she could stay here when she needed to. She smiled at the thought and for once in a long time, felt safe where she was at.

So, yes, it was fluff. Hope you liked it. And, I wasn't trying to be rude at the top in case it came off like that to anyone, it's just irritating when I get some guest reviews spewing Tea hate. I don't understand why people hate her, unless it has something to do with her liking Atem and not Yugi, even though she showed her concerns for Yugi in the Orichalchos arc. Anyway, next chapter should be up soon.