**Thx to The Duelists Heiress for being the only one to review thus far**and then to xXxDragonxPhoenixXx and TDH for putting it on their alerts**It convinces me that this story isn't dead before it got a chance** No flames, but reviewers are amazing**I do not own anyone ygo related, but my characters are mine…. Don't ask, but it does make sense… kinda…

Once again: Calvin = Seto, Rynn = Kisara… and Tea is going to keep her name for this…

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"Sit here sweetie," he said his bangles jangling. He was definitely one odd doctor. "I'm ." I sat and stared straight into the mirror my back stiff like a pole. I haven't had a checkup or anything for years. He poked and prodded a little at the wound with his rubber gloves on, but I could still see and feel that his nails weren't short.

He turned the chair a bit and shined a penlight into my eyes. "Uuuuummmm, you seem to have a concussion, but so long as you stay up tonight things should be good. You've cleaned it up nicely, so I don't believe a bandage is necessary."

He went over to talk with Calvin as I stayed turning my head this way and that. I couldn't figure out what he had seen that said I had a concussion. Then I noticed one of my pupils was significantly larger. As if my eyes could get any weirder. I was also wondering if I had stepped into an alternate dimension or something.

He gave a two fingered flick of the wrist as he left. Calvin came up beside me, "So how'd you like the good doctor?" He asked with a mischievous glint in his eye.

"He's … likeable," I struggled to come up with a good adjective for him that wasn't something like flamboyant. Calvin laughed and although he honestly seemed to find it funny the laughter sounded forced somehow.

"Yes that he is. He was a gypsy…and a strange one at that." He then swept a grand bow with a hand extended towards me. I looked back and forth between his hand and face with an eyebrow raised. He was kidding, right? "You wouldn't leave a lad hanging would you?" he stayed bent his hand out and a quiet smile flicking about his face.

I was strongly reminded of shaking his hand in the limo. Me reaching out and taking his hand is what he expects me to do, and he'd wait forever if I didn't do anything. I was tempted to do something surprising. But before I knew it I'd put my hand on his.

My hand was significantly smaller, but both our hands were extraordinarily narrow with long kind of boney fingers.

He'd lifted me out of the chair and through the door before I had the chance to blink. We whipped around numerous corners and flew up way too many stairs. I was out of breath real fast probably cause the only running I'd done was for my life. Which adrenaline had the biggest factor no need for practice. I'd never had the chance to practice anyways.

He pulled up quick in front of a huge pair of ornately patterned doors. He dropped my hand and turned to me then frowned. "Sorry, I tend to believe everyone can keep up with me." I leaned against the wall taking deep breaths. I was shaking and Calvin noticed. "How long since you last ate? ...." I didn't answer. "Rynn?" He was looking from my skeletal face to my boney hands.

I looked up at him blinking in confusion was he really going to call me by name. Was it because he knew I was Zusha, or was he just well-bred like that?

I honestly couldn't remember I just shrugged. He dug through his pockets and produced half of a granola bar. "That's all I've got" he mumbled offering it. I tried to chew it slowly, but I ended up swallowing large chunks whole instead.

He watched with angry narrowed eyes. I nearly cowered, but then realized he wasn't glaring at me; just glaring in general. I got the feeling he knew just how much I'd been starved.

"I'll get you more food when your speaking with father," I gave him a questioning glance, "he just likes to meet everyone in his household."

"Why'd you have granola?" I asked; he didn't look the type to be carrying food in his pockets.

"Luck" was all he had to say. He opened one of the heavy designed doors and held it gesturing me through with a flourish. I stepped into a bright circular room. The walls were entirely windowed. It was a study, but it was like a greenhouse. It even had a good number of plants, and they were thriving.

There was a desk smack dab in the middle. The man behind it was lean with dark black lightly peppered hair and a goatee. The door closed behind me, but glancing back I saw that Calvin hadn't come in.

"Step up dear," he said, but I inched up only slightly. The walls of window and the height of the room which was in a tower above the house made me feel kinda paranoid. You could see for miles around even out to the ends of the forest. I keep my eyes down not exactly liking this room, but then again that's just cause I am all too suspicious.

"You aren't afraid of heights are you?" I shook my head. "Calvin is getting you a decent meal, yes?" I nodded with a slight glance up at him and inched forward a little more.

"Excellent… you need a haircut, oh what happened to your head?"

"Fell" was all I offered as an answer.

"Well, dear you look a sad picture. Quite down, but here we'd rather you had some spirit so we can know who you are." I looked up in disbelief and his eyes caught mine. "There no–oh!" he stared for a moment as I ducked down again, "oh" he whispered as the door opened and Calvin walked in with a tray full of food.

"Cal, do you know who she is?"

"Oh sorry, Rynn, Mr. Vaughn," he said tilting his head toward each of them.

"Not what I mean-"

"Oh no, I didn't know she was Zusha until we were nearly back.

Mr. Vaughn sighed, "I am sorry for raising such a fuss dear. It would figure that you, Cal, would would bring her back on your first time out there. And on a day that the Zusha's are coming round. If we hide her it'll look suspicious and if we let them know it'll be awkward they may even think the worst of us… Cal let her sit and eat"

I was sat in an armchair that made me feel tiny with the tray on my lap as Calvin and his father bickered. I nibbled slowly the food was too rich my stomach already didn't like me for trying to eat it. I could barely hear more than snips of their whispered debate.

Calvin came towards me with his father behind him. "Kay so we're going to introduce you to Kyle only, so that it won't actually seem like we are hiding anything, is that alright?" Mr. Vaughn asked.

"Sure" I shrugged.

"You aren't eating" Calvin said looking confused. I shifted a bit uncomfortable.

"It's .. flavorful"

"Oh just eat the breads and soup, they should be alright. Cal the food is too much for her senses" Mr. Vaughn whispered the last to Calvin. Calvin flinched and gave me an 'opps' apologetic face.

I finished the food I could handle as Mr. Vaughn brought someone up to give me a haircut and Calvin sat across from me. When Mr. Vaughn and her came in I was putting the tray on the table and I didn't look up. That is until she squealed my name and leaped catching me in a hug.

"Tea" I choked out.

"Oh goodness Rynn, Rynn! It's been years! *gasp* you're taller than me! What has happened to you? You are so skinny!" She chattered away.

"I take it you two know each other?" Mr. Vaughn nearly seemed to be laughing.

"Oh yes very well sir, we've worked together for nearly two and a half years," she said producing picture evidence from out of nowhere. It was a photo of the two of us. Her smiling big and beautifully at the camera and me peering through my eyelashes sideways like the camera had surprised me.

Both Calvin and his father smiled as she handed them the picture and sat me down. She was at my hair with the detangler and a brush, and although she was as gentle as she could be I was still hissing through my teeth.

"Gawd Rynn what have you done to your gorgeous hair?" She asked as she started cutting, "Don't get me wrong it's still gorgeous, but long and tangled just isn't your look." She finished up and my hair was still rather long and hardly changed.

"Alright you two can room together if you'd like, and we'll come get you later," Mr. Vaughn said as an angry woman came in.

"Kay we'll go then," she answered quick and hurried me out. I looked at her in shock. "Honestly you don't want to meet Mrs. Vaughn if you can help it." She said and we went to her room trying our best to catch up on each other's lives.

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Hope you all liked it; review to let me know, and I will be updating within two weeks.. I have segment 2 Driver's Ed, Orthodontist, and Horseshowing to do this next week and a half, so I'll be busy.. but chapter four will be up ASAP especially if I get a lot of reviews!