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UUUmmm… I don't own anyone ygo… :P D: , but I want to steal Seto, or be like Kisara :D

-*-*-Once again: Calvin=Seto,Rynn=Kisara, & *M=Roland (but picture him older)-*-*-

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I woke sometime later inside the limo with a damp towel pressed to my head. I stayed still and I could just barely see out the window. The limo was going down some back country road all I could see was trees, and the road wasn't actually smooth. The damp bloody towel was flipped then and hazel eyes peered at me.

"Oh you're awake," the way he said it was odd; like he knew when I'd wake. Not an easy one to surprise.

I give a glare through my eyelashes and stray hair, and pushed myself upright. I was not going to lean on him now I was conscious and he knew it. The towel fell between us. I looked about saw a few other bloody towels.

I thought he hadn't noticed my glare, but when I looked back at him he smirked and said, "well good morning to you too, and I thought I was grouchy when I first wake up."

"Oh good your awake, we were starting to get worried," I looked up the driver.

"That is the head butler and bodyguard." I was shocked I had met a before a long time ago. I spent a good deal of the drive trying to get a look at him; I had to know if he was who I thought. I caught his eyes in the rearview, and he jerked in shock nearly causing the limo to go into the woods.

"You falling asleep at the wheel Don?" the boy asked sarcastically.

"Sir you asked if I knew this slave, and I told you the rumors I'd heard on her, but I have just realized that I know her, not as a slave. But as Rynn Zusha-"

"Wait, of the Old Family Zusha?" The boys hazel eyes were trying to hide his shock.

"The very same; she's the daughter of the disowned Genevieve Zusha." They both stared at me for a moment before got the limo going back up to speed. The man next to me looked curiously at me. He could hold eye contact a lot better than anyone else I have seen. I must have given him an odd look because his face went extra serious and he extended a hand.

"Calvin Vaughn" I raised an eyebrow at this and smirked, oh the irony. Then I actually shook his hand. He didn't seem at all shocked that after such a pause I actually shook his hand. He was from an Old Family as well; Vaughn was a sworn rival to Zusha.

This was mainly because of the order of succession. Vaughn's were the family just below the emperor's, then Zusha, Quah, Xeino, and Jolink. I hadn't expected him to be more than a Quah. Well, I suppose if he spent all that money before he even knew what he was buying, than he had to be higher up.

"So you can speak now you know my name, right? All Zusha's are strange like that." I offered a curt nod.

"I recognized the eyes; they are classic Zusha," Don said shooting me a smile. Calvin peered into my eyes.

"She does… I hardly noticed or thought twice about it. I guess I have been around the Zusha's often enough that teal eyes seem normal." He missed my questioning look, and didn't notice as I tried to get his attention without moving toward him.

I soon gave up and just asked, "Aren't the Vaughn's and Zusha's rivals? How would you see them often?"

He turned and gave me a half smile, "so she speaks!" I raised an eyebrow, and winced. He picked up the towel and handed it to me. I took it and pressed it to my forehead.

"We'll have the doctor take a look once we get to the Vaughn winter house. Are you familiar with the phrase 'keep your friends close, but your enemies closer'? Well the Vaughn's and Zusha's are always inviting each other over. During those times I meet and became friends with a Kyle Zusha; your cousin I believe. Although he isn't much of a Zusha he talks far too much; unlike the stereotypical Zusha attitude."

I rolled my eyes and turned away to gaze out the window. I had heard very little about my cousin Kyle, but I was wondering would he know about me? It wasn't long before a tall roof could be seen through the tops of the trees. It was grand that much was apparent. The roof was a deep red with bright bronze trim.

We turned a corner, and it came into full view. My ears began to roar and I forced myself to breathe deeply so I wouldn't faint. There were many people out in the yard all wore a uniform of a dark red jacket, and all different pastel colored shirts and sashes. The pants were a caramel coffee and were narrow down into black or brown lace up boots.

As we got out many were staring our way. My head wasn't bleeding anymore so I left the towel. Although I am sure that it didn't look that great. My initial instinct was to hide, but I figured I would be working among them. I wanted my first impression to them to be strong.

Calvin led me in and weaved around till we came to a big dressing room. "Here you are Mady Tailor, the newbie, no pastel assigned." A pursed lipped woman came up with a measuring tape. "I'll be back with the doctor" Calvin said and retreated.

She dragged me off to a three way mirror. I was shocked by my appearance on my temple and in my hair was dark congealed blood.

My hair was a beast compared to what I thought it was. It was huge and tangled; even the color wasn't what I imagined it had been. Although, it's been a long while since I had seen it in a lighted room with a real mirror. It was also singed and burn off in some parts. (A/n:Okay so her hair was supposed to be chestnut brown, but for this story as a fanfic she's Kisara, so it's platinum blonde).

Mady poked and prodded me this way and that. She scrawled on a notepad with a stick of graphite then waved her hand towards a door, "Go through there and wash up"

I pushed through the heavy double doors into a room with many compartments. I went into one and used a wash cloth to get the blood off my face and out of my hair. When I'd finished it was soaked and a little easier to get a brush through. It was still impossible.

Mady had left my new outfit by the heavy doors. I put it on. The red made my teal eyes stand out in a mega shockingly way. The clothes were soft and fit real well; showing off curves that I thought I barely had. I could hardly believe the person in the mirror was me. I had always been as flat as a board, but these clothes were tighter then the baggy rags I typically wore.

I went back through the heavy doors. Calvin was waiting on the other side. He glanced up, but was talking to Mady and an older man in a white coat. He did a double take, and looked up and down quickly and then looked away trying to seem uncaring. I crossed my arms shyly

"Goodness aren't you just the most gorgeous thing!" the doctor exclaimed I looked at the doctor like he was a madman, or he'd grown an extra head or something. "Don't you think so Calvin?" he asked looking over and seeing him watching me from the corner of his eye.

"Y-yeah uuuhh quite appealing," he mumbled quietly still not actually looking my way. It seems as if I had surprised him, and here I was thinking that that would be a hard thing to do.

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