A/N: Hello all. This is my first proper attempt (ever) at a fan fiction, so if its utter rubbish, just humor me! Any constructive criticism is gladly received. As you may have guessed from the title of this fanfic, I did get the idea when talking about fifty shades, although I certainly don't intend to get graphic. Enjoy! Xx

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! Or any of the characters, other than my OC, of course.

Chapter 1

I am cold. So very cold… where am I? What happened to me?

My feet are dragging. Why can't I walk properly anymore? Could I ever walk properly? Try as I might, I can't remember, I can't remember anything. I can't even recall my name? Everything hurts. Why does my body scream at me in such agony? Snow is falling all around me and despite everything, my eyes widen at the sight. I can't remember what it is, what the cold white fluff falling around me actually is, but the word snow comes to mind. It crunches under my feet as I stagger onward through the harsh cold forest. I wrap my arms further around myself, bowing my head as water falls from my eyes.

"Tears," I say the word aloud, as if needing to prove to myself that I do exist. I gaze up through my lashes. I notice they're dark. A strand of hair falls in front of my eyes. Its brown, a nice rich colour. My heavy feet suddenly fall onto something much harder than that of the forest. It's hard and hurts my feet. I gaze down to see my feet are bare, pale toes curling into the snow. I look up as a blast of wind batters into my fragile weak body. I force myself onward, following the unnatural hard ground. It's dark all around and the sky is full of angry looking clouds. I carry on walking, knowing I need something. I let out a horrified sob. I can't remember the word!

How long have I been walking? I can't remember. I round a corner in the hard ground and my eyes widen. There, in front of me is a… a… house.

"House," I say aloud, confirming this to be the right word. A house, a very big house, with lots of ground surrounding it and an iron gate. I need someone… I need…

"Help." I whisper, stumbling towards it, my feet tripping several times, numb with cold. My bare legs scrape and bang against the ground, sending even more pain shooting through my limbs. It doesn't matter though, I need help.

"Help!" I cry out the word, relief flooding through me that I knew the word, I'd remembered it at last. I reached the gate and slid through the gaps between two of the iron bars. It wasn't easy, but I managed it. The… House… was bigger than it first appeared. It looked pretty, covered in the… the… snow. I stumbled up a crunchy path, the bits digging harshly into my bare flesh. I climbed up the stone steps to get to the door, stumbling as I did, my long hair flailing around me. I fell to the floor before the door, unable to carry on. All my energy had gone. I am cold. I reach out with a thin hand, knocking at the door unevenly, desperately and with exhaustion. I retract my arm, wrapping it around my naked torso , trying to keep warm.

Seto Kaiba heard the uneven tapping against his door. He frowned, confused. He hadn't had any meetings planned for this evening. Just to be sure, he pulled a little black bound PDA from his pocket, not that he needed to check it. When it came to business, he never made mistakes. Cautiously, he approached the Kaiba Mansions front door. Even if it was an unannounced visit from the geek squad, his security would have let him know. So, whoever it was had got past his security. He smirked, making a mental note to congratulate whoever it was while he kicked them off his estate.

"What is it, big brother?" Mokuba asked, watching as his brother approached the door.

"Stay back, Mokuba." Kaiba ordered as he rested his hand on the door knob. He twisted the handle and slowly pulled the door open. He gazed out into the night. Looking left and right, he saw no one. He frowned. Had he imagined the sound? He was about to turn around and retreat back into the warmth, when he glanced down. He froze, his eyes wide with shock. There was an unconscious girl lying at his feet. Her whole body looked in pain. He could easily see cuts, scrapes and bruises dotted around her entire body. The girl was completely naked. He looked up from her, his eyes scanning his garden. Was this some sort of media stunt? When he gazed back down at her, he made a quick decision.

"Mokuba, go get a blanket. Now." He ordered, his voice still his usual business like tone.

"What's wrong, Seto?" Mokuba asked, moving towards the door.

Kaiba, moved purposely forwards, blocking the naked girl from sight.

"Go." Kaiba ordered again. Mokuba didn't say anything else, he just turned and hurried away from the front door. Kaiba pulled his jacket off and wrapped it around the girl's shoulders. As he gently took the girl in his arms, her eyes opened, ever so slightly, to gaze up at him. Her brown eyes were wide and fearful and innocent.

"Help," She whispered to him. He noted as she said the word, it was more like she was reciting the word, rather than asking for it. At that moment, Mokuba returned holding out a brown fluffy throw, Kaiba recognized as the one from the living room. He took it quickly and wrapped the soft material around the girl, covering more of her bare body than his jacket had. The girl looked up at him pleadingly again.

"Help," She repeated her eyes gazing up into Kaibas own blue ones. He nodded at her, and lifted her off the ground, carrying her into the warmth, kicking the door shut behind him. Mokuba saw the girl for the first time. He gaped at his brother, who was cradling the stranger in his arms. Kaiba gazed down at the girl and saw her eyes had closed again. She was breathing unevenly. He examined the familiar surroundings. His open hall way was simple, but expensive. There were two doors on both sides of him and a large stair case leading to the first floor before him. He quickly took the stairs and carried the girl towards one of the many guest rooms located in his home.