Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh. Sadly. And I'm not real fond of getting sued. (Or am I? no...No I'm not) But I do own any one else that happens to be mentioned in this. Some day I will own Yu-Gi-Oh, then all other anime... then the world! Bwahahahahahahaha cough sorry. Me and Seto will own the world though so ha! I hope you like it! (Just not too much…eww.)

Italics stand for thoughts

Seto: 16 years old

Shaylee: 15 years old

Mokuba: 12 years old

Aiden: 13 years old

Kael: 12 years old.

Ch. 8 A walk in the park pt.II

Shaylee was scared. She was never scared. NEVER. This guy was freaking her out. He advanced on her.

"Stay the hell away from me pervert!" Shaylee tried to kick the guy but he dodged her attack and pulled her forward by the arm.

What the hell am I gonna do?

Kaiba's limo rolled around the corner, on his way to Kaiba corp.

Shaylee had to think fast, the pervert was almost all over her. So she decided to do what she did best… scream. She let out a loud

high pitched scream.

Kaiba whose limo was just passing the park heard It.(I know, I know but I couldn't let her get raped!)

Everyone in the surrounding area did.

"Stop the car." Kaiba instructed his driver. Someone needs some help… I should… I should actually help them. Damn Shaylee,

she was really getting to him. Kaiba opened his limo door and got out, walking quickly into the depth of the park.

"Shut up!" Her assailant hit her in the face making her fall backwards just as help arrived… in the form of a tall handsome brooding

CEO.

"Hey!" Kaiba yelled and ran towards the guy. He skidded to a halt in front of the girl on the ground.

"What the hell do you think you're doing!" Kaiba yelled at the attacker. The strange man lunged forward catching Seto in the

stomach and knocking him off his feet.

"Guess talking is out of the question, not that it matters. I was going to kick your ass anyway." Kaiba said getting up off the ground

and punching the guy in the face with a deafening crack. In retaliation the guy threw a punch at Kaiba, missing him, but causing him to

be immobile for a few seconds, giving the attacker the upper hand. He pushed Seto hard against a rock. Man this guy is strong! He

smashed Seto against the rock again. This time causing some damage. Seto felt his shoulder pop. Shit! He hit the attacker in the face

again, and then kicked him in the stomach, knocking him to the ground. Before long he was up and went running off away from Kaiba

and Shaylee. Kaiba turned towards the girl; he still had no idea that it was Shaylee.

"Are you al-'' he stopped and looked closely at her; she had copper red hair that flowed down into her face.

"Shaylee?" He said in almost a whisper. His normally harsh tone had changed and was now filled with concern. He walked swiftly

over to her and knelt down beside her. "Se- Seto… I…" she was a little stunned. Even living In New York City she had never been

attacked…not once.

"Shaylee are you alright? Did he hurt you? Did he touch you?" Seto said frantically. "No. No… he- he didn't. You…um… you came

before he could really do anything." She said in a barely audible voice. She was shaken and it showed. Seto reached out and ran a

slender finger own her face.

"Liar." He said noticing the mark from where the assailant had hit her. Her normally rosy cheek was a bright red. Shaylee looked

down at the cold hard ground.

"Shaylee what were y- ow! Dammit!" Seto winced in pain after trying to move his left arm. Shaylee looked up at him.

"Seto you're hurt." Shaylee said, her voice filled with worry.

"I'm fine." Seto replied.

"No… no your not. Oh this is my fault!" Shaylee said her emerald eyes showing her concern and her fear.

"No… no, no Shaylee its not. Come on… you'll come back with me to my house. It's safer there. Plus. You're going to explain

what the hell you're doing out here." Seto stood up and extended his right hand downward her.

She took it, and got unsteadily to her feet, and then the two teens walked to Seto's limo. When they arrived at Seto's house Shaylee

pushed the door open for Seto. "You need to sit down Seto. I need to check you arm." Shaylee said, her voice still quieter than it

normally was.

"I told you before I'm- Ow!" He winced again as Shaylee pushed his arm.

"What the hell did you do that for!" Seto asked angrily.

"I had to prove to you that you are not fine. Sit down." Seto remained standing. "Now Seto. I mean it." She gently made him sit

down on a table in the entrance area. Seto tried removing the straps that bound his trench coat to his arms, but found it difficult, due

to the fact that he could only use one hand.

"Here. Let me help you." Shaylee said quietly unbuckling the straps that laced both of his arms. She slid the coat off of his shoulders

and placed it in a smaller table next to them.

"I bet that it's only a bruise." Seto said trying to make an excuse to keep his shirt on… though he didn't want to. Shaylee paid him no

mind and made him lift his arm above his head. Once she had gotten the black shirt off of that arm she easily slid it off of his injured

arm.

"Bruise. Yeah right. Seto your shoulder is dislocated." Shaylee said gently placing her hand on his shoulder and examining his

shoulder, forcing her eyes not to wander down to his well sculpted body was increasingly hard, but she forced herself not to.

"I think I know what to do." Seto said standing up.

Shaylee looked at him suspiciously then rolled her eyes when she knew.

"No Seto. You are not going to try to fix it yourself. You should go to a hospital or something." She said trying to persuade him to do

the most obvious right thing. "Sorry Shay but my mind made up." He said being careful not to move his arm. "Stubborn…here. Bite

down on this." She said rolling up a cloth napkin. "Why?" "So your screams don't wake up Mokuba. It's gonna hurt…a lot."

Shaylee said. She placed the napkin in his mouth silencing any of his protests. He put his right hand on her hip, balancing himself so

that he would not fall. Her two hands grasped his hips, steadying him even further. He slowly lifted his left arm to her shoulder.

"You sure about this?" Shaylee asked. She wasn't agreeing that he should do this, but he nodded and it was after all his arm.

Reluctantly Shaylee was going to help him.

"One…two…two and a half, two and three quarters… two and six eighths…" She was trying to buy time. Seto spit out the napkin.

"Stop stalling. Let's do this."

"Fine…Three."

Seto then lurched his shoulder forward and back quickly. He let out a loud gasp of pain and a small scream as his shoulder popped

back into place. He sat down on the table again.

"OH! Are you ok? Does it feel better?" She asked with concern.

"Yeah…yeah it does." He said as he gripped the table so that he wouldn't fall over. "You idiot. You could have made things worse."

"What were you doing in the park Shaylee?" Seto asked looking straight into her eyes.

"Stop trying to change the subject." She asked…trying to change the subject.

"My arm is fine… I'm not sure that you are." Seto said still looking at her. She turned towards the door. "I'm fine Seto… really."

She reached for the door knob, when Seto stepped in front of her.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?" Seto asked dumbfounded. She's actually going to go back out there? Fuck no.

"Seto. Let me go." She tried to get past him.

"I'm not letting you leave." He said attempting to fold his arms and realizing that his let arm still hurt.

"Why? Why can't I go?"

"Why?" Seto asked looking at her unbelievably. "How the hell can you ask that after what just happened. You were almost raped

Shaylee. Don't you think you should stay somewhere safe?"

"No. I think I'm fin now let me leave."

"You're shaking." He said pointing to her hand.

She looked down and saw that she was and pulled her hand away from the door. Seto brought his hand up to her cheek.

"You were scared… weren't you?" Seto asked his tone softening.

She didn't say a word. Kaiba's hand left her face and trailed down her arm to her hand. He took her hand and led her into his living

room and over to the couch.

He sat down and she followed. Kaiba saw a tear fall from her eye and he pulled her over to him as she collapsed against him. He

kissed her forehead. It's alright. I won't let you get hurt again. His hand stroked her hair, and the two drifted off to sleep, just as

they were.

Unbeknownst to them, Mokuba had been awake at the top of the stairs, watching the whole time.

Kimika: yayers. 8th chappie done. I shall update soon. Pweaz review!

Seto: you make me so…mushy.

Kimika: awww! Seto you are… on the inside. (Evil grin.)

Seto: O.o

Kimika:glomps Seto