The Diamond Star
Chapter One: Do Not Touch
Disclaimer: standard disclaimer applies, now let me type in peace.
Seto Kaiba awoke early the next morning. He was in a bed, but immediately realized it was not his bed (although he might have liked it to be, it was very comfortable). He then noticed that it was not his bed, in not his room, in not his house. He also took into note that his injuries had been treated and his coat and shoes had been removed. His coat was draped over a nearby chair while his shoes were underneath said chair. He got out of bed and put on his shoes. Picking up his coat, he started towards the door. Then he saw a little piece of paper flutter to the ground. It was a handwritten note on personalized stationary. Seto looked over the note for a name, but found none. Just an address. He was right in the middle of the stinkin' woods!
'Oh well,' he grumbled to himself. He then read the note.
Good morning Mr. Kaiba,
After last night's incident, I decided to take you home to my house. You were hurt pretty badly, I have dressed your wounds, you should be fine in no time at all. After you wake up, walk down the hall to the third door on the right. I should be awake by then unless you're the type of person to wake up at six in the morning on a Saturday.
That was it, no signature. Seto stared at the odd note before going out the door and following the directions to what must have been the strange girl's bedroom. Counting doors, he walked down the hall.
"One...two...three...here it is," he opened the door. The room was sparsely decorated, creme colored walls, the color theme seemed to be dark greens and pinks. A four-poster bed, a vanity, a desk and chair, a dresser, and a coffee table were the only furniture. On the desk was a boombox and stacked against it were various CDs. The double-shelved coffee table held a VCR, DVD player, and a TV. 'There's no one here,' thought Seto. Then he went to investigate the adjoining room. (That happened to be that bathroom, but hey, he didn't know that.)
Opening the door silently, Seto poked his head in the room. He stifled a gasp, the room was the bathroom! Thank the gods that the shower curtain was drawn! The mystery girl was in there! Seto could see the silhouette of her girlish form through said shower curtain. Blushing madly, he closed the door noiselessly and sat down on the bed in her room.
'How did I get myself into this kind of thing?' he wondered silently to himself.
A few minutes later, he heard the shower turn off. The door opened and the strange girl from last night emerged with a white towel wrapped around her. She took a long look at Seto, who thought about cowering, even though he didn't, thinking that she was going to beat him up for being in her room while she was naked. "Can you turn around please?" she asked finally.
"Huh?" asked a confused Seto.
"I asked you to turn around, so I can get dressed you moron," the girl said irritably.
Seto was torn between embarrassment and anger. However, since she was a girl, he complied and turned around, his cheeks a slight tinge of pink. A rustle of clothing was heard. In a few minutes the girl spoke, "You can turn back around now."
Seto complied again. The girl was dressed in short blue denim jeans and a blue spaghetti strap top. She was drying her long wet hair with her towel. Seto then asked the question that had been bugging him the whole time he had been there, "Who are you?"
The girl finished drying her hair and stood up. She looked Seto right in the eye and thought for a minute. "My name," she began, "is Seraphim Hoshino."
"Pleased to meet you Miss Hoshino," Seto replied.
"No formalities," said Seraphim.
"Well, just Hoshino then. My name is Seto Kaiba."
"Hm, I know," she stated. "You'll need to stay here for a while, Kaiba. Your injuries will need a couple days to heal. And the people after you will be looking for you. You can hide out here for a few days, maybe about a week." She looked at him. "They're after me too."
Seto was surprised, but it did not register in his eyes, "Why?"
"They're after you for you company, and because they think we're somehow connected," Seraphim stated. "They're after me because they want me dead. They want to destroy my necklace."
"Why?" Seto asked, "It's just a stupid necklace."
"It's special. It has a great secret. Don't you dare insult it again," Seraphim said icily. Seto could tell she meant it. "Follow me, we'll get to know each other more over breakfast."
Seto numbly followed Seraphim. Just who did she think she was, ordering him around like that? But still, he had to admit two things. One: she looked like she might be able to beat him up if she wanted, and two: she was sexy and cute. Very sexy. Very cute.
'I can live with it for now,' he thought to himself as they walked out the door and down the hall.
Seraphim walked down a stairwell and to the left, into the kitchen. "Dining room's next door, what do you want for breakfast?" she asked.
"Um, anything's fine. Whatever you're having," he answered gruffly, walking over to her. "Let me help."
Seraphim directed him to the refrigerator and soon, Seto Kaiba, the CEO of KaibaCorp, one of the best duelers in the world...was frying eggs. Seraphim stood next to him, putting bacon in the frying pan and opening one of those pre-made biscuit cans. After setting the biscuits on a pan and sticking the pan in the oven, she stood up and dusted herself off. Then she checked the bacon. Seto thought to himself, 'How did this happen to ME again?'
"So," Seraphim decided to try and break the ice. "Let me know your favorites and stuff. Cause I have to go grocery shopping soon and since you're my guest I might as well get food you like. Besides, I've heard you can be a real pain in the ass when you don't get your way."
Seto looked at Seraphim curiously. "I'm not THAT picky," he retorted, sliding an egg onto a plate he had found in the cupboard.
"Fine," Seraphim answered casually.
"What is it with you?" Seto asked finally.
"What do you mean?"
You just...you act so..."
"Different," Seraphim offered.
"Well, no, not really. But you're...exotic. I've never seen anyone like you before. You're so defiant. It...unnerves me."
"I suggest you get used to it Kaiba."
When they sat down at the table, Seto and Seraphim, instead of talking, just stared at each other. As if they could decipher the other's personality just by looking at them. It worked, to an extent. Seto figured out that, although she looked delicate, Seraphim was probably very tough and strong. She looked intelligent and wary. He guessed she was involved in some sort of espionage. Her eyes were defiant, her stance proud, she looked as if she would be ready to take on the world at any moment. (Take on, not take on and WIN now.) Seraphim could tell that Seto was hardworking and loyal once you gained his trust. He would do anything for his friends and brother. He was smart, probably good at tactical things, intimidating to some. He also looked like the type who would get his way no matter what.
Seraphim sighed, "Well, tell me about yourself."
Seto, reluctantly, spat out a few details about himself, "My name is Seto Kaiba, I am the CEO of KaibaCorp, my only living blood relative is my brother, Mokuba Kaiba."
Seraphim smirked, "Is that all?"
Seto nodded. He did not like disclosing personal information about himself when he could help it. And he could definitely help it.
"Well, that's all you'll get out of me then. My name is Seraphim Hoshino, I do odd jobs here and there, and I have no living blood relatives."
"What about friends then?" asked Seto.
"Nope," Seraphim shook her finger at him, "You tell me, then I tell you."
"My friends are Yuugi, Jou, Anzu, Ryou, Honda, and my brother."
"Hm," Seraphim nodded, "I have no friends. I'm an orphan and a loner. I don't make friends and I rarely make contact with others if I can help it."
"Why?"
"You've never known true loneliness have you?" Seraphim stared harshly at Seto.
Seto stared at Seraphim, "What do you mean? I've been alone almost my whole life. I lost my parents. Shit, I almost lost my brother!"
"But at least you had a brother Seto Kaiba. I never had anyone. The orphanage I grew up in reeked. I had to run away because I was framed for theft. I've lived my whole life an outcast. No one wants anything to do with me. They take one look at me, they sense that somehow I'm different, and they turn away, just like that," Seraphim stared coldly at the polished wood table. "Do you know what that feels like?" she hissed.
"No."
"Well then." Seraphim just stared at the table, not wanting to look Seto in the eye after her outburst.
"But, if you want...you don't have to be lonely. We could be...friends."
Seraphim looked suspiciously at Seto.
"I've got just one more question," Seto leaned over the breakfast table.
Seraphim gave a quick nod to show she was listening.
Seto leaned further over, as if he was going to whisper in her ear. A devilish glint shone in his eyes. "What's so special about this?" his hand shot out to grab her necklace.
"You fool!" Seraphim spat out when she realized what he had done.
A flash of white light enveloped Seto, then, it turned green. Seraphim was shocked, he couldn't be...
When the light faded, Seto had his hand clasped around a small gem. Seraphim grabbed his wrist and forced his hand open. "By the sea and the stars..." she breathed, "You! You're a...you're a guardian!!! How could you?! It's impossible! The emerald leaf...how could YOU be the keeper of the emerald leaf?!"
A confused Seto looked from the small leaf-shaped emerald in his palm, to the startled girl standing next to him demanding an explanation. The only answer he could think to use was "Huh?"
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Chapter One: Do Not Touch
Disclaimer: standard disclaimer applies, now let me type in peace.
Seto Kaiba awoke early the next morning. He was in a bed, but immediately realized it was not his bed (although he might have liked it to be, it was very comfortable). He then noticed that it was not his bed, in not his room, in not his house. He also took into note that his injuries had been treated and his coat and shoes had been removed. His coat was draped over a nearby chair while his shoes were underneath said chair. He got out of bed and put on his shoes. Picking up his coat, he started towards the door. Then he saw a little piece of paper flutter to the ground. It was a handwritten note on personalized stationary. Seto looked over the note for a name, but found none. Just an address. He was right in the middle of the stinkin' woods!
'Oh well,' he grumbled to himself. He then read the note.
Good morning Mr. Kaiba,
After last night's incident, I decided to take you home to my house. You were hurt pretty badly, I have dressed your wounds, you should be fine in no time at all. After you wake up, walk down the hall to the third door on the right. I should be awake by then unless you're the type of person to wake up at six in the morning on a Saturday.
That was it, no signature. Seto stared at the odd note before going out the door and following the directions to what must have been the strange girl's bedroom. Counting doors, he walked down the hall.
"One...two...three...here it is," he opened the door. The room was sparsely decorated, creme colored walls, the color theme seemed to be dark greens and pinks. A four-poster bed, a vanity, a desk and chair, a dresser, and a coffee table were the only furniture. On the desk was a boombox and stacked against it were various CDs. The double-shelved coffee table held a VCR, DVD player, and a TV. 'There's no one here,' thought Seto. Then he went to investigate the adjoining room. (That happened to be that bathroom, but hey, he didn't know that.)
Opening the door silently, Seto poked his head in the room. He stifled a gasp, the room was the bathroom! Thank the gods that the shower curtain was drawn! The mystery girl was in there! Seto could see the silhouette of her girlish form through said shower curtain. Blushing madly, he closed the door noiselessly and sat down on the bed in her room.
'How did I get myself into this kind of thing?' he wondered silently to himself.
A few minutes later, he heard the shower turn off. The door opened and the strange girl from last night emerged with a white towel wrapped around her. She took a long look at Seto, who thought about cowering, even though he didn't, thinking that she was going to beat him up for being in her room while she was naked. "Can you turn around please?" she asked finally.
"Huh?" asked a confused Seto.
"I asked you to turn around, so I can get dressed you moron," the girl said irritably.
Seto was torn between embarrassment and anger. However, since she was a girl, he complied and turned around, his cheeks a slight tinge of pink. A rustle of clothing was heard. In a few minutes the girl spoke, "You can turn back around now."
Seto complied again. The girl was dressed in short blue denim jeans and a blue spaghetti strap top. She was drying her long wet hair with her towel. Seto then asked the question that had been bugging him the whole time he had been there, "Who are you?"
The girl finished drying her hair and stood up. She looked Seto right in the eye and thought for a minute. "My name," she began, "is Seraphim Hoshino."
"Pleased to meet you Miss Hoshino," Seto replied.
"No formalities," said Seraphim.
"Well, just Hoshino then. My name is Seto Kaiba."
"Hm, I know," she stated. "You'll need to stay here for a while, Kaiba. Your injuries will need a couple days to heal. And the people after you will be looking for you. You can hide out here for a few days, maybe about a week." She looked at him. "They're after me too."
Seto was surprised, but it did not register in his eyes, "Why?"
"They're after you for you company, and because they think we're somehow connected," Seraphim stated. "They're after me because they want me dead. They want to destroy my necklace."
"Why?" Seto asked, "It's just a stupid necklace."
"It's special. It has a great secret. Don't you dare insult it again," Seraphim said icily. Seto could tell she meant it. "Follow me, we'll get to know each other more over breakfast."
Seto numbly followed Seraphim. Just who did she think she was, ordering him around like that? But still, he had to admit two things. One: she looked like she might be able to beat him up if she wanted, and two: she was sexy and cute. Very sexy. Very cute.
'I can live with it for now,' he thought to himself as they walked out the door and down the hall.
Seraphim walked down a stairwell and to the left, into the kitchen. "Dining room's next door, what do you want for breakfast?" she asked.
"Um, anything's fine. Whatever you're having," he answered gruffly, walking over to her. "Let me help."
Seraphim directed him to the refrigerator and soon, Seto Kaiba, the CEO of KaibaCorp, one of the best duelers in the world...was frying eggs. Seraphim stood next to him, putting bacon in the frying pan and opening one of those pre-made biscuit cans. After setting the biscuits on a pan and sticking the pan in the oven, she stood up and dusted herself off. Then she checked the bacon. Seto thought to himself, 'How did this happen to ME again?'
"So," Seraphim decided to try and break the ice. "Let me know your favorites and stuff. Cause I have to go grocery shopping soon and since you're my guest I might as well get food you like. Besides, I've heard you can be a real pain in the ass when you don't get your way."
Seto looked at Seraphim curiously. "I'm not THAT picky," he retorted, sliding an egg onto a plate he had found in the cupboard.
"Fine," Seraphim answered casually.
"What is it with you?" Seto asked finally.
"What do you mean?"
You just...you act so..."
"Different," Seraphim offered.
"Well, no, not really. But you're...exotic. I've never seen anyone like you before. You're so defiant. It...unnerves me."
"I suggest you get used to it Kaiba."
When they sat down at the table, Seto and Seraphim, instead of talking, just stared at each other. As if they could decipher the other's personality just by looking at them. It worked, to an extent. Seto figured out that, although she looked delicate, Seraphim was probably very tough and strong. She looked intelligent and wary. He guessed she was involved in some sort of espionage. Her eyes were defiant, her stance proud, she looked as if she would be ready to take on the world at any moment. (Take on, not take on and WIN now.) Seraphim could tell that Seto was hardworking and loyal once you gained his trust. He would do anything for his friends and brother. He was smart, probably good at tactical things, intimidating to some. He also looked like the type who would get his way no matter what.
Seraphim sighed, "Well, tell me about yourself."
Seto, reluctantly, spat out a few details about himself, "My name is Seto Kaiba, I am the CEO of KaibaCorp, my only living blood relative is my brother, Mokuba Kaiba."
Seraphim smirked, "Is that all?"
Seto nodded. He did not like disclosing personal information about himself when he could help it. And he could definitely help it.
"Well, that's all you'll get out of me then. My name is Seraphim Hoshino, I do odd jobs here and there, and I have no living blood relatives."
"What about friends then?" asked Seto.
"Nope," Seraphim shook her finger at him, "You tell me, then I tell you."
"My friends are Yuugi, Jou, Anzu, Ryou, Honda, and my brother."
"Hm," Seraphim nodded, "I have no friends. I'm an orphan and a loner. I don't make friends and I rarely make contact with others if I can help it."
"Why?"
"You've never known true loneliness have you?" Seraphim stared harshly at Seto.
Seto stared at Seraphim, "What do you mean? I've been alone almost my whole life. I lost my parents. Shit, I almost lost my brother!"
"But at least you had a brother Seto Kaiba. I never had anyone. The orphanage I grew up in reeked. I had to run away because I was framed for theft. I've lived my whole life an outcast. No one wants anything to do with me. They take one look at me, they sense that somehow I'm different, and they turn away, just like that," Seraphim stared coldly at the polished wood table. "Do you know what that feels like?" she hissed.
"No."
"Well then." Seraphim just stared at the table, not wanting to look Seto in the eye after her outburst.
"But, if you want...you don't have to be lonely. We could be...friends."
Seraphim looked suspiciously at Seto.
"I've got just one more question," Seto leaned over the breakfast table.
Seraphim gave a quick nod to show she was listening.
Seto leaned further over, as if he was going to whisper in her ear. A devilish glint shone in his eyes. "What's so special about this?" his hand shot out to grab her necklace.
"You fool!" Seraphim spat out when she realized what he had done.
A flash of white light enveloped Seto, then, it turned green. Seraphim was shocked, he couldn't be...
When the light faded, Seto had his hand clasped around a small gem. Seraphim grabbed his wrist and forced his hand open. "By the sea and the stars..." she breathed, "You! You're a...you're a guardian!!! How could you?! It's impossible! The emerald leaf...how could YOU be the keeper of the emerald leaf?!"
A confused Seto looked from the small leaf-shaped emerald in his palm, to the startled girl standing next to him demanding an explanation. The only answer he could think to use was "Huh?"
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