Chapter 7- Foreign emotions

"Where is it?"

Anzu looked down at the directions she had printed out from the internet. For the past few days, she had been trying to look for a suitable dance studio where she can perfect her skills. She had already agreed to herself that she will try again for Julliard when she is ready, and she didn't want to fail again so she's fired up to get more practice from the best dance school there is. She woke up this morning and left a note for the two Kaiba brothers before she left the mansion. She didn't feel like getting a ride today from the chauffer so she decided to take the good old fashion bus transit. The place she is looking for is called "Madame Susanna".

"I know it's here somewhere" she said to herself.

Anzu walked for another 10 minutes and turned another corner before she found it. It was an elegantly built white building with a grand fountain on the outside. Above the entrance, in bright gold letter's read "Madame Susanna". Staring up in awe, Anzu stuffed her directions back into her purse and stepped inside. Walking around for a few minutes, she came across a set of windows. She peered through and her eyes widened in amazement. Girls of all ages were inside dancing, Madame Susanna at the front instructing them. It all seemed so familiar; the sight of it all was so intriguing and so tempting that Anzu's fingers and feet were nearly twitching, just anxious to get started.

She waited until that session was over, so she can talk to Susanna alone. Half an hour later, the girls were all gathering their stuff and heading out the door. Just as the last student stepped out, Anzu made her way inside towards the instructor.

"Umm Madame?"

Susanna turned around and was met with cerulean eyes. "Ah, bonjour my dear, 'ow can I 'elp you?"

Anzu detected a very heavy French accent and smiled. The women was beautiful, she looked to be in her early thirties. She was very slim, but shorter than Anzu. Her golden hair was tied up into a loose bun and she had very friendly emerald eyes.

"Bonjour Madame, I was interested in taking some lessons with you."

"Very good" She replied happily. "I am always 'appy to receive new students who 'as passion for dancing like myself."

Anzu told her about her past experiences with other school's and told her that recently she had not past the test at Julliard, so that's why she is here. Anzu's voice hitched up a little when she mentioned Julliard, and Madame noted that.

"Don't let one failure bring you down my dear, I can see you are very passionate and you 'ave great potential."

Anzu smiled at her words, the way she said it was very comforting to her. "You really mean it?"

"I never say what I don't mean dear"

Seto came home from work after picking up Mokuba from school. They were not greeted by Anzu like they usually were and Seto frowned. He suspected she went out since Mokuba was screaming her name and no one was answering. He stepped into the foyer and saw a little note on the grand vase. He picked it up and read it.

Seto,

I went out to look for dance classes, I'll be home soon.

Anzu

"Well, that is certainly irritatingly vague" He said to himself as he threw the note aside to a nearby garbage bin.

He glanced at his watch, it was now half past 4, and he figured he should tell one of his chiefs to start preparing dinner.

Seto walked up the grand staircase towards his private office. As he passed the game room, he peered inside to see Mokuba already going at it with his shooting games.

He rolled his eyes. "Mokuba, homework before games." He called in.

He waited for a reply but got none. Sighing, he stepped inside and stood in front of him and the large television.

"Mokuba" he said sternly.

"Okay okay, just let me finish killing this big creep and then I'll- Noooooooooooooooooooo!" Just as Mokuba was 200 points from beating Seto's high score, he lost.

Seto smirked.

"Homework now, Mokuba" he said pointing to the door.

"Oh alright" Glumly he walked to his room with his head down. Seto shook his head and headed towards his office.

Turning on his laptop, the first thing he did was check his stocks. Satisfied, he opened another program. He was preparing to design a newer version of the dual disk and he has all the details ready, all he has to do is program it. However, Seto found that he could not concentrate on his work; his mind keeps drifting to a certain brunette with stunning cerulean eyes.

'Why am I thinking about her?'

Ever since she had started living with him, his whole perspective of her has changed drastically. He saw her as more than just 'Yugi's cheerleader', but a young woman with outstanding beauty, amazing talent, a never-give-up attitude, and a big heart. She intrigued him, enough to distract him from his work. He doesn't know what this feeling is, having never felt such sensations before, yet he finds that he neither likes it, nor dislikes it.

Maybe it's the fact that a female is living in his house who isn't afraid to talk to him is making him feel this way, but deep down, he knows there's more to it than just that. Seto doesn't want to believe it, but he cares about Anzu, perhaps more than he let himself to believe. He feels the need to protect her, and shelter her from any harm that comes her way. He also feels the need to mend that broken heart of hers, and watch her eyes sparkle again.

When she is upset, he cannot help but to feel the need to do anything just to get her to smile again. He likes her smile, it seemed to brighten up the room whenever she smiles, and sometimes it can diminish his cold exteriors without him knowing. Ever since she moved in, there seemed to be more laughter in the house and overall, it just feels warmer and more like a family. Mokuba lacks a mother figure, and with her around, he seemed so much happier, She seems to be doing a great job taking care of Mokuba when he isn't around, and she shows genuine concern for him, and when he looks into her eyes, he knows she cares for him the same way as well.

There is just something about her that allows him to fully trust her. He couldn't figure it out and it was getting him frustrated. He thought back to the time when he found her at the park, she was in deep sorrow, and he watched her cry. Usually he didn't care, a times, he even felt proud to put someone in tears, but watching her breakdown that week did something to him. When he saw those tears, he felt his heart tightened. When he saw the light gone from her eyes, he was angered; angry that something had taken away her spark, but determined to put it back.

'What are these feelings?'

Seto Kaiba is the last person anyone wants to go to, to ask about feelings. The king of popsicles himself was known to not have any feelings. However, day by day with her around, he could feel his walls crumbling. Never had anyone ever made him feel this way, and because of that, he is deeply enthralled.

His thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door.

"Come in" he said.

A maid walked in and informed him that dinner was ready. With that she left the room and closed the door to inform the smaller Kaiba. Seto glanced at his watch and his eyes widened.

'I've been thinking about her for the past two hours?!'

He scowled at his computer screen because he realized that he's gotten nothing done, and he was angry at himself by letting a female distract him for so long.

He stepped into the kitchen and Mokuba was already sitting at the table waiting for him. Seto looked around for someone.

"Anzu still isn't back yet?"

Mokuba shook his head. "Should we wait for her big brother?"

Seto thought for a second. "No, I don't know when she's going to come home, eat your dinner and I'll tell the chief to leave hers in the warmer."

Mokuba nodded and began to scoff down his food. Seto raised his eyebrow at his little brother and began eating his own in a more polite manner, at the same time; he unconsciously kept checking his watch.

Two hours later, Seto was pacing. Its 8 o'clock and Anzu still wasn't home yet. Not that she wasn't allowed to go out, but she left early in the morning to look for a dance class, and surely it wouldn't take this long. Being the overly protective person that he is, it bothers him that he doesn't know where she is. He called her cell phone several times, only to find it ringing in her bedroom. He growled at her forgetfulness and began dialing the number of his chauffer.

"Yes Mr. Kaiba? Do you wish to go somewhere?"

"Roland, do you know where Anzu is?" Seto asked keeping his voice calm.

"No sir, I do not."

Seto glared at the phone "What do you mean you don't know, didn't you drive her today?"

"Pardon me Mr. Kaiba, but she insisted that she'd like to take the bus."

"And you let her?!" Seto yelled through the receiver. He hung up on him before Roland got a chance to say anything.

He began pacing gain. "Now where in Domino teaches dance?" he asked himself. He grew frustrated and slammed his fist on his desk. "Oh how would I know, I don't dance!"

He went into her room and noticed her computer was still on, turning on the monitor a smile grew on his face. There on the screen was the name and address of the place she was going today. He quickly printed it out and told Mokuba that he was going out for a few.

He grabbed his trench coat and his car keys and headed to his garage. Seto has a total of six cars and two motorcycles just for himself, and tonight he chose to drive his extremely sexy red Porsche.

Anzu was talking to Madame Susanna non stop, she has asked Anzu to show her a few dance routines of her own just so she knows where she should start teaching. After a few of Anzu's very own dance routine's Susanna was left smiling and clapping. And Anzu was blushing non stop, happy to have impressed a well known instructor.

Anzu had gone out to buy new dance wear and dancing shoes and gone back, being allowed to join an advanced class. Being the star that she was, she had managed to outshine almost all of the students in that class and leaving Madame Susanna flabbergasted.

"My dear, you dance so skillfully and gracefully, I am astounded that Julliard did not accept such a talented student such as yourself!"

"Just a few little touch ups and you'll 'ave them begging for you to go back to them." She added.

After being allowed to join in another two hour session in the advance class, she stayed to watch the other students dance. Time for her was forgotten, and the only thing in front of her at the moment was dancing. It was 7 o'clock and the building was closing. Madame Susanna offered her to have a cup of coffee with her before going home. Anzu happily agreed.

They both found that it was very easy to talk to each other and had a lot in common. They quickly bonded and Anzu felt that Susanna was like an older sister she never had. She told her about life in New York, and even about the death of her parents. Her voice has hitched up at that point; Susanna has given her a comforting hand and leaned in to give her a much deserved hug. She too has lost loved ones, she told Anzu. She has lost her daughter at three years old due to a sickness and they were able to confide in each other. She told her how she got through her depression and told Anzu to be strong. Amazed at how easily it was for them to talk to each other, Anzu wrote on a slip of paper her number and Susanna did the same. Looking at the clock it read 8 o'clock and Anzu gasped.

"Oh my goodness, I am so late going home" she exclaimed.

Susanna smiled. "Time sure flies when you're 'aving fun, yes?"

Anzu nodded, gave her a hug and bid her farewell as she headed to the bus stop.

Seto arrived at the white building and parked his car. He walked up to the front to find it locked. He looked at the hours of operation at the side and frowned.

'This place closed an hour ago, where can she be?'

Seto was getting worried, and he had never been worried about anyone else other than Mokuba. It was a strange feeling that he had yet to figure out. He hopped back into his car and drove off to search around the neighborhood.

Anzu sat at the bus stop feeling extremely tired.

"I hope Seto is not mad at me for coming home late"

'Maybe I should call Roland to come pick me up' Anzu reached into her purse and began searching for her phone. She frowned when she remembered she forgot to bring it with her this morning.

'Stupid me, I forget my phone when I really need it'

'I didn't even call home, they must be worried…'

There was a phone booth right beside her but she didn't remember Roland's number by heart. She opened the phone book hanging on the phone to look for the number for the Kaiba mansion, but then she remembered that the mansion isn't listed in the local phonebooks.

"Shame on me for not memorizing that number too!" She yelled at herself.

She sighed when the bus pulled up beside her. 'Might as well'.

The bus ride was silent, there was only three people left on the bus. Anzu sat on the very front and there was a man at the back and another woman whose about to get off.

Anzu was starting to get nervous because the man sitting at the back just winked at her. It was getting really dark out and she was afraid to walk alone.

A few minutes later, it was her stop, and she got off and thanked the bus driver. But then froze when the man got off as well from the back. She started walking down the path at a very fast pace afraid to look back, but as she walked faster, she could hear foot steps behind her going faster as well.

Anzu frantically looked around but there was no one else in the streets besides her and that creepy man behind her. All of a sudden, the man following her began chuckling, and with that, Anzu began to run.

The man chased after her and finally tackled her to the floor of a very dark area.

"Get off me!" She screamed.

The man licked his lips. "Best keep your voice down girly if you don't want to get hurt."

Anzu froze in fear. 'No, this is not happening to me!'

"What do you want from me" she asked while shaking uncontrollably. She looked down at herself and noticed that she was still in her dancing attire. Which consisted of a short skirt and a thin sleeveless top. 'Why didn't I change?' She scolded herself.

"All I want is a good time" he said.

Anzu was disgusted, and even more so when he licked her cheek and began kissing her neck.

"STOP IT!" she cried, trying to push him off, but he was too heavy.

He slapped her when she clawed him. "Shut up bitch!" Anzu was crying out of fear now, and her eyes widened when he slipped his hand under her shirt and started feeling up and down her torso. She watched as he unbuttoned his pants with one hand, the other holding her down, and then he moved to go under her skirt. With her last ounce of courage, she kneed him in the crotch. Hard.

She climbed out from under him and watched him squirm and groan in pain. "You little bitch!" he yelled. Anzu took off one of her black heel and whacked him over the head a few times until he screamed. After that she ran as fast as she could down the streets screaming, knowing that he will get up any second and start chasing her.

Anzu was out of breath but she kept running and looking back while grabbing onto her bruised cheek. She squeezed her eyes shut to get rid of all her tears and then suddenly she ran into something hard. Or rather someone's chest.

"Anzu!" Seto exclaimed. He caught her by her shoulders and looked at her in concern.

"What's wrong?" he asked frantically.

"Seto, it's you!" Never in her life was she so happy to see Seto Kaiba, and was that concern in his voice just now? There was no time to think about that, while there was a rapist at her heel.

She quickly ran behind Seto and grabbed onto the back of his shirt. Seto looked at her confused.

"There you are girly, I finally found you" Said the man, he stopped in front of the two and tried to catch his breath.

Tears were coming down from Anzu's eyes and Seto was growing very concerned. He looked at the man and back at Anzu.

"Anzu, who is he?"

Anzu choked on a sob and tightened her grip on his shirt. He noticed what she was wearing and took off his jacket and wrapped it around her shoulders. "He..he..he tried to rape me!"

"What?" Seto's eyes widened, and in a split second, his focus was on the man in front of him. He narrowed his eyes into dangerous little slits and Anzu could have sworn she heard him growl.

"Stop hiding you little bitch, this punk can't protect-

He wasn't able to finish his sentence, for Seto punched him in the face, sending him flying backwards. He lifted him up by the collar and slammed him to the wall.

"H-heey let go man…" he whimpered.

Seto was face to face with him, and glared fiercely.

"If you as so much as to put your filthy hands on her again, I will personally rearrange your face." He threatened, shaking him.

"And Seto Kaiba does not make empty threats."

The man made more whimpering sounds and painfully nodded his head in his grasp. Seto lifted him higher and punched him in the stomach three times before he threw him onto the hard cement.

He flipped out his cell phone and called the cops.

"I have captured a rapist, he's here at West Creek Road, when you see an unconscious man, that would be him" With that he hung up. He did not want to wait until the cops arrive; his main focus now was getting Anzu home.

Anzu was on the floor hugging his trench coat very close to her body, occasionally tiny sobs escaping her throat. Seto bent down and helped her up.

"Are you okay?" he asked, with concern in his eyes.

Anzu shakingly nodded. "I want to go home"

Seto agreed. He opened the passenger door for her and helped her in. The ride was filled with awkward silence. Anzu gripped onto Seto's right arm for dear life, forcing him to drive with his left hand only. Not that it bothered him, in other cases, he might have even found it amusing, the way she was grabbing onto his arm. But now was not the time.

When they got back to the mansion, it was already 10 o'clock. Mokuba was already asleep, Seto figured that was a good thing, he didn't want him to see Anzu like this and having to explain everything to him. Seto helped walk Anzu into the house and immediately she ran into her room and into the showers.

Seto sat in the living room thinking about the past events of tonight. He tightened his fists, blaming himself for not getting there sooner. 'If I ever see him again, he will pay'.

No one hurts Anzu and gets away with it.

'I suppose I do like her' he sighed.

Shaking his head to clear away his thoughts, he went into the kitchen to heat up Anzu's dinner.

Half an hour later, Anzu finally decided to come out of her shower, she dressed herself in her silk pajamas and went out. She jumped when she saw Seto sitting at the side of her bed waiting for her to come out.

"Are you feeling any better?" He asked

Anzu nodded and gave him a small smile. This was when he noticed a light hand print on her cheek that was starting to bruise. He put his hand over it and felt her soft skin. Anzu's cheeks grew hot as she started blushing.

"Did he do this to you?" he asked, albeit already knowing the answer. He seethed inside.

Anzu nodded and looked down. Seto put his index finger and his thumb under her chin and lifted her head up.

"Look at me" he said.

She obeyed.

"Did he hurt you anywhere else?"

She shook her head.

"How did you get away?" he was curious.

Anzu told him that she kneed him on the crotch and whacked him with her heel. Seto smirked, inside he felt proud of her for not backing down.

Anzu squeezed his hand. "Seto, thanks for coming and saving me, you always seem to be there when I need you."

Seto had to look away; he felt his face becoming a little warm. "Next time do not take the bus, I have chauffeurs for a reason you know"

Anzu smiled and nodded.

"And don't forget your cell phone next time" He reminded.

Seto got up and pointed to her night table. "I heated up your dinner for you, eat it if you can, and get some rest. You had a long day."

As he walked towards the door, Anzu told him to wait.

He turned around and Anzu reached up and gave him a kiss on the cheek and hugged him tight. Seto froze and stared at her until she closed the door on him.

"Goodnight Seto, thanks for everything tonight." She called.

Seto Kaiba was dumbstruck. After the door closed, he couldn't help but put his hand on his cheek, feeling where her lips have just been.

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