I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh…but if I did that would be really REALLY awesome!

OC Character
Jewels Hiromi
Age: 18
Job: International Super Model

Everyday life was as an international super model was perfect for me. I got up, got my hair done, got fitted for the next run way show, did photo shoots, and all my other usual model routine stuff. But then of course someone had to come and rain on my parade…and that someone was my father's lawyer (well he was my father's lawyer until my father passed away and now he's just the Hiromi Corp. Lawyer).

"I am not doing that," I said pushing the document back towards Mr. Arai.

"This was an official agreement between your father and Gozaburo Kaiba," Mr. Arai said, "You are so marry Seto Kaiba."

"Read my lips…I…Am…Not…Marrying…Him," I said, "Have you ever met him? His ego is the size of his company building."

"Well then your ego and his ego will get along just fine," Mr. Arai said.

My jaw dropped and I stood up slamming my hands down on the table in the process. "You have absolutely no right to speak to me like that!" I yelled.

"Maybe not," he said standing up, "But you are still to marry Seto Kaiba. So…I think its best that you give him a call."

-Meanwhile-

SETO'S POV

"I…I…I…I…I…I," I fumbled for words as I looked at the document that had been placed in front of me.

"The document explains everything," the lawyer said before turning and leaving my office.

"Big brother?" Mokuba said looking at me, "Are you ok?"

"I…I…I'm engaged and I didn't even know it," I said.

"To whom?" he asked coming over and looking at the document.

"Some girl named Jewels Hiromi," I replied pushing the document away from me and rubbing my temples.

"Oooooh I know who she is," Mokuba said, "She's a model and she's the daughter of Kenji Hiromi, the owner…well former owner of Hiromi Corp. You met them last month."

"You mean I'm marrying that red headed girl brat?" I asked.

He nodded.

The phone rang and I picked it up. It wasn't a long one…and it wasn't one I wanted to take either. When I hung up the phone I sighed. "And now I'm having lunch with her tomorrow," I said.

-Next Day-

JEWELS' POV

As I sat in my limo on my way to lunch my agent was talking about the next photo shoot, but I wasn't really listening.

"Jewels…Jewels are you listening?" Cho asked.

"No…not really," I said, "I know what to do at a photo shoot…you don't have to drill me every single time…and plus, now isn't the time." The limo slowly came to a stop outside the restaurant where I was having lunch with Seto and I got out closing the door before Cho could say anything else. 'Well here goes nothing,' I thought walking into the restaurant. I looked around and finally saw Seto in the back corner of the restaurant and seated myself.

"You're late," he said not looking up from his laptop.

"Yes, well the fitting for my next photo shoot took a little longer than expected," I said.

He just made a grunting noise and I looked at my menu. "Oooo they have Ramen here," I said before ushering the waiter over and ordering and then turning to Seto. "So we need to talk about this whole…marriage thing," I said whispering that last part.

He closed his laptop and gave me a serious look. "I have checked everything and there is no way that we are getting out of this…whatever you want to call it," he said, "But apparently now you have to move in by the end of the month.

"Yeah…thankfully I heard your mansion is bigger than mine, soooo most of my stuff will fit," I said.

"Hey I never said-," I cut him off my putting a finger on his lips.

"Like you said Seto…there is no way that we are getting out of this…so…I'm gonna move in with you and there's a few things that I'm gonna need," I said.

He pushed my hand away. "Like what?" he asked.

"A room for an office, a room for a gym, a room for all my clothes-," he cut me off.

"You need a room just for your clothes?" he asked.

"Uh duh," I replied, "I'm an international super model who has been on just about every magazine cover. Designers give me free clothing. I have everything from ball gowns to street wears…to even a few intimate things."

He sighed. "Better get people on this then," he said sighing.

-Two Weeks Later-

"Be careful with that painting!" I said as the movers moved a painting of my father into my new office.

"Ok…well Mokuba your in charge…I have a tournament to set up," Seto said before leaving.

Mokuba sighed.

"Tournament?" I asked.

"Duel Monsters," Mokuba said.

"Oh…right…that silly little card game," I said.

"Please don't ever say that in front of my brother," he said.

"It just bores me…I tried playing it once and I won, but I didn't get any satisfaction out of it," I said.

"So you model instead?" he asked.

I nodded. "Yup…that's how I compete…on the runway," I replied, "And I am the best in the world at what I do."

"You defiantly sound like my brother," Mokuba mumbled.

"I heard that," I said.

"Sorry," he said quickly.

"It's okay," I said.

I looked around the office. I was shaping up nicely so I walked to the room that was basically my second closet…well there was a door to the room that connected the room to my walk-in closet that was of course connected to my room (if that made sense). Some of the girls that I worked with that handled the clothing were helping out with the unpacking of the clothes. I walked back out into the hall and sat on the ground and put my head on my knees.

"You look pathetic," I heard Seto say.

"I thought you left for work," I said not looking up at him.

"I forgot something," he said, "Now, you say that you're an international super model, but right now you look like a pathetic child…now get up before the help sees you this way. I don't want them to think that my fiancé is weak and pathetic."

"I'm making a big life change," I said standing up, "I just wanted to sit down and collect my thoughts." I poked him in the chest as I was talking at he just looked down at me with his icy blue eyes.

"Aren't you a bit short to be a super model?" he questioned looking at my 5'4" stature.

"Well you're a bit young to be the president of a multi-million dollar company but no one's complaining," I said.

We just glared at each other for a moment and then walked away.

'Ha! I got the last word,' I thought before going into my room, changing into a bathing suit and then going down to the pool. Once down at the pool I sat in one of the pool chairs and opened my book.

"What the hell?" I heard from inside the mansion. Next thing I knew Seto came out carrying my dog Hakoda. "What…the hell is this?" he asked.

"That Seto is a dog you know Canis lupus familiaris. Canis meaning "dog", lupus meaning "wolf", and familiaris meaning "household" or "domestic"," I replied.

"I know WHAT it is, I mean WHAT is it doing in my mansion?" he asked.

"Hakoda is my dog," I said as Seto dropped him on my lap, "I couldn't just leave him behind."

"I don't want that mangy pooch-," he was cut off by Mokuba walking outside.

"Hey Seto can I…" he stopped when he saw Hakoda and ran over, "Coo, when did we get a dog?"

"As soon as I moved in," I said smirking at Seto, "He has toys in the living room if you want to play with him."

"Would I ever," Mokuba said.

Seto sighed.

'Jewels 1…Seto 0,' I thought putting a point of the mental score board.

Jewels: Okay so there's chapter 1, I hope you enjoyed it =)