Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ In the Arms of a Priest ❯ Can't Forget It ( Chapter 16 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

In The Arms of a Priest 16:
Can't Forget It
Author's Notes: Here it is gang the story of Seto and Pernia. This will tell a story about how they were ripped from each other five thousand years ago and found each other again. Although they never would have found each other again had it not been for Mokuba. Then again Mokuba feels the need to make for something that he did five thousand years ago.
The song "A Rose is A Rose" is owned by Meredith Edwards
_____________________________________________________________You might say she started out

Without what folks 'round here

Call a fair shake

A little girl with no shoes on her feet

Tangled hair, not a nickel to her name

And not a care

But no matter what

Her smile came shining through
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"Pernia are you ready?" asked Seto standing outside of her door.

"Hai Seto-san," said Pernia a minute later the door opened and Seto came face to face with Pernia looking even more beautiful then she had the other night.

The girl was wearing a black, silk spaghetti strap dress that was backless; the material hugged the body from the waist up and the skirt swirled around her legs to her knees loosely. She wore the same black gloves she had worn the other night and black heels that allowed her to look into his eyes; and her dark hair was pulled into a bun. She stared at him calmly while he just stood there staring at her like an idiot.

"Is something wrong Seto-san?" she asked fiddling with the skirt of the dress.

"No," said Seto grabbing her hand. "There is nothing wrong with what you are wearing."

"I wasn't talking about the dress Seto-san," said Pernia softly.

"Oh," whispered Seto blushing lightly. "Are you ready?"

"Hai," said Pernia softly.

Together they walked out of the mansion and climbed into the limo that would take them to that night's ball.
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'Cause a rose is a rose is a rose

And everybody knows

A little sunlight and room to grow

Was all she needed

And seeing her face in town

Is like springtime coming around

Well I guess it just goes to show

A rose is a rose is a rose
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The moment they walked into the room they caused a stir from everyone there.

"Why is it that whenever we walk into a room this happens?" asked Pernia nervously.

"Because they are morons acting like they have never seen a couple walk into a room," muttered Seto. "You'll be fine go socialize and try not to let the stupidity of the females rub off on you."

"I'll try my best," said Pernia smirking and slipping her hand out of Seto's arm heading toward a group of women.

The moment she got within a foot of the group she saw Nikushimi among them whispering to the other girls and the topic was Pernia.

"I can't believe he brought her here again," said Nikushimi flatly. "The girl is a total frump. I mean look at her hair style it is completely common, anyone can put something like that together it takes style and grace to wear something like mine," said the girl patting her hair designed into intricate curls and braids with pearls intertwined within them.

"Nikushimi why do you take that from her?" asked one of the girls. "You can take Seto-kun back without even trying."

"I know but that girl is just not worth stealing from; however, if she touches Kaiba-kun more then is needed then I will hurt her."

"The girl as no class running through her veins," snickered another girl with purple hair. "I heard she is leaving with Seto-san, probably because the apartment she lived in was a dump."

"Don't be ridiculous," said Nikushimi haughtily. "Even Seto-kun wouldn't go far enough to date someone that lived in the slums."

"I bet she doesn't even know what forks to use when," laughed a girl with blonde hair.

"I am sorry," said Pernia flatly. "I didn't realize that knowing when to use a shrimp fork and salad fork was one of life's most important functions of surviving."

"At least we can act with decorum," said the blonde girl flipping her hair over her shoulder.

"You mean the decorum of a bitch?" asked Pernia flatly.

"Listen you little, piece of white trash slut," snapped Nikushimi. "I will always be more woman then you."

"Doubtful," said Pernia flatly.

Nikushimi's eyes flashed and slapped Pernia across the face knocking her off of her feet. She became aware of the sudden silence in the room and of a man helping her too her feet. She looked up and stared into Seto's eyes that shone with worry. She staggered a little as she got to her feet and became aware of Seto placing his gloved hand gently on her red cheek.

"That depends on your definition of a woman," said Seto coming up behind them and taking Pernia's hand and kissing it. "Pernia-chan will you do me the great honor of dancing with me?"
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Tommy Lee always knew what he would do

'Cause she moved him deep down in his heart

And everybody smiled at such a pair

Could they last with two different worlds

And sides of the tracks

But no matter what

Their love came shining through
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Seto watched Pernia walk over to the group of girls and turned his attention to other CEOs that he was busy working on a partnership on some projects; when the conversation turned from partnerships to Seto's date thanks to Nikushimi's father.

"Who is the girl Seto-san?" asked the male.

"She is a friend Korbio-san," said Seto taking a sip of red wine.

"She looks quite lovely in that dress," continued the other male. "More lovely then she did last night."

Seto frowned remembering the purple cocktail dress she had worn.

"Did I say something to upset you?" asked Korbio his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"No," said Seto after a moment.

"I do believe your date gets even lovelier with every dress she puts on," said another male.

"Thank you," said Seto taking another sip of wine.

"Tell me what street corner did you pick her up from?" asked Korbio.

"What may I ask are you implying?" asked Seto lowering his wine glass slowly.

"The woman is not the daughter of anyone I have ever seen," said Korbio.

"That doesn't mean she came from a street corner," said Seto flatly.

"Then where did she come from?" asked Korbio.

Before Seto could answer a loud SLAP was heard followed by a thud. Turning around Seto saw Nikushimi standing over a fallen Pernia; uttering a curse Seto stormed over to the women and knelt to help Pernia to her feet. He gently touched her cheek and scowled to himself. She would be lucky if she didn't have a bruise later on in the morning. His eyes narrowed at Nikushimi. He had been able to hear everything the women had been talking about and had wanted to interfere but it seemed that Pernia had been doing fine on her own.

"That depends on your definition of a woman," said Seto taking Pernia's hand and kissing it. "Pernia-chan will you do me the great honor of dancing with me?"
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'Cause a rose is a rose is a rose

And everybody knows

A little sunlight and room to grow

Was all she needed

And seeing her face in town

Was like springtime coming around

Well I guess it just goes to show...
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Seto lead Pernia onto the dance floor and the band began a slow waltz. Seto wrapped one arm around Pernia's waist and took hold of one of her hands while the other rested on his arm; then together they waltzed around the room. Ignoring the whispers of the men and female, they seemed only about to concentrate on each other. Pernia became increasingly aware of the closeness of them when she could smell the cologne he was wearing. She had never felt safer in anyone's arms before; and she became aware that their faces were leaning into one another and by the time their lips meet she was too late to stop it and she didn't really want to.
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A rose is a rose

It always finds a way to shine

Beauty is a state of mind

And seeing her face in town

Was like springtime coming around

Well I guess it just goes to show

A rose is a rose is a rose