Ryoko Akane was an enigma. A beautiful seventeen year old who just recently moved to Domino City, Japan from America. A lethal duelist, cunning, sarcastic, and possessing a past shrouded in shadows that she keeps carefully hidden.
Seto Kaiba was the...
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(⚠️ Warning! Mentions of sexual assault!⚠️)
Kaiba anxiously paced up and down the waiting room of the hospital. Why the hell were the doctors taking so long? To his knowledge, Ryoko had simply been the victim of sexual assault. However, they had been monitoring as if she were on the brink of death. He bit his lip in vexation drawing a small amount of blood. "Shit!" He cursed loudly, causing everyone to turn and look at him. He mentally scolded himself for attracting attention, the last thing he needed were these morons staring at him. Shooting them his signature 'Seto Kaiba glare' he warned them that it would be best if they were to mind their own business.
In realising who he was, a young man stood up and offered him his seat. Even though he was mildly flattered by his kind gesture, he politely declined and walked to the other side of the room and rested his back against the wall. His eyes travelled to his Rolex watch and he sighed heavily. According to the time, he was going to be late for a conference held with the board of Industrial Illusions. As a matter of fact, he was actually going to miss it. "I'll have to reschedule," he muttered to himself, shaking his head in disappointment. Kaiba's thoughts then travelled back to his company, attempting to mentally organise all the upcoming events in his head. Unexpectedly his thoughts were interrupted by an overly cheerful voice.
"Kaiba!" Yugi called out, as he walked briskly towards him.
Not being in the mood for too much chit-chat, his eyes simply met Yugi's. Anyone who knew Kaiba was aware that this was his way of saying 'Now you've got my attention. I'll give you a few seconds to say something and it better be important!'
"Joey and I were going to get something to eat." he began. "We were wondering if you would like anything?"
"No thanks, I'll pass," Kaiba said dismissively. Turning his head to the side to signal the end of the conversation. Yugi nodded respectively, not wanting to impose himself on Kaiba any further. He then turned his back and began to walk away, but stopped upon hearing Kaiba's voice again.
"How's he doing?"
"Oh, you mean Bakura?" Yugi replied. "He just woke up a few minutes ago and can't seem to remember a thing. The doctor's said that he'll have some nasty bruising on his side and possibly a few bruised ribs from where Ryoko kicked him but other than that he'll be fine."
"Well if he'd like I could gladly refresh his memory," Kaiba replied smirking unsympathetically. He was referring to the part where he knocked him out cold. A part of him was preening at the news of how much damage Ryoko had done dispite her considerably weakened state, he had to admit he was impressed.
"Just please be nice to him," Yugi implored before disappearing into the distance.
"Hmph!" Kaiba grunted, not thinking he deserved 'nice' after what he'd done. "We'll see..." He muttered to himself. Unaware he jumped in surprise as he felt a strong vibration in his pocket. With reluctance, he reached for his cell phone with the thought that he would only answer if the call was urgent. Viewing the caller ID on his display screen, he saw that it was Mokuba. He slid his thumb across and answered with his usual monotonous "Yes, Mokuba."
