Summary: After a very painful hit on the head he's lost his memory. He's not his normal self and ends up falling for the person that found him half dead. But What will happen when he remember's who he really is?
Written by Crazy Inu Girl and Dozen Roses.
Memory Lost
Chapter One: A walk in the night
"Get out!" he yelled at the girl as he came into the room. Her name he didn't know, much less cared to remember. All he knew was that she came twice a week to clean the house, or part of it and she looked about fifteen. As long as Seto found nothing missing after she left, he didn't care what she did or who she was. Right now he was apparently not in a good mood.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Get out!" he said.
"But i'm not done cleaning yet." the girl said.
"You can do that later. Out!"
He pushed her out the door of his room and slammed the door shut.
"Don't open the blue bottle on the dresser!" she yelled from behind the door. "I think it's toxic."
He grabbed the bottle,opened the door and shoved it into her hands. "Go clean some thing else if you want to get paid."
She glared at him, he glared back. With a sigh she left and went to find some other room she hadn't cleaned yet. She was a cleaning maid but that didn't mean she liked be treated so poorly, though, since he was the was the one that paid her every month, she never said a word.
Seto watched the girl walk away down the hall and go into another room.The view was nice but that didn't help much in calming his nerves. By now most of the other maids would have quit but she stayed despite the poor treatment she got. She must be desperate. he thought. Once again he slammed his door shut and went to sit on his bed. His face in his hands, a headache just starting to form in his head. What put him in a bad mood today you ask? Simple, he dueled and lost. Lucky guess who he lost to.
He didn't plan on letting this have effect on him, he would just go back to work and eventually he'd calm down and forget what happened. At least for a while anyways. He went down stairs to his office, opened up his laptop and started working. A few minutes after he started working, the door opened and there was the maid again.
"Sorry sir, I thought you were still in your room."
"Well i'm not. Go finish cleaning up there."
"Yes sir," she said closing the door.
He continued to work and after a while looked out the window, it was dark. Mokuba was staying the night at a friends house. Though he wasn't sure which, he had been busy when he told him. His work was finished and there wasn't any thing else to do. So he decided to go for a walk, what else was he going to do? As he went out of his office the girl went in with a broom, dragging a vaccum behind here to clean the carpet.
"Lock the door when you're done. I'm going out." He didn't wait for a replay, just closed the door and left.
"Jerk," she said when the door closed and was sure he was gone. "If I didn't have to wait another year i'd have found some thing better to do." She mumbled a few curses to herself and continued to clean.
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Seto walked down the street, hands in his pockets because it was cold outside. He probably should have brought a warmer jacket, but he didn't let the cold bother him.
Somewhere across the street...
Some where across the street stood a car, the person inside having been waiting for some one to come out of the house. As soon as she saw Seto come out she got out of her car.
"This is easier than I thought." she said. She waited until he was a good distance away before she followed him, careful to not make her presence known. In her hand she carried a large heavy object. Seto went past an alley, no one seemed to be out right now. He wondered just how late it was. Maybe he should get home. As he was turning to head back home, he felt some thing hard hit him on the back of the head and he fell to the ground, every thing going dark from there.
The girl opened her eyes, she had closed them when she hit him. She'd never killed any one, if it wasn't for black mail, he'd probably still be consious and already back home. Unless the person who had made her kill him had found some one else. That was likely. Still unbelieving of what she did, she took off down the street, back to her car bumping into some one on the way but not bothering to see who.
No, he's not dead yet. And the maid and the person that hit him are two different people in case you got confused. You'll find out who they are some time in the next chapter. Well, this is our first fic. so please give us an honest opinion on what you think so far. No rude comments please, suggestions welcome. we'll fix it if there are any problems with it. So please review.