At least the room wasn't decorated in red, red, red. In fact, the room was plain-looking with blue and white sheets on the bed. The shower was running, but not for much longer still. Soon enough, Kaiba stepped out of the bathroom in only a towel, only to hesitate at the strange look that was once his home.

"...Who the hell are you?" Kaiba asked in some irritation, arching a brow at the person tied to his bed. Furthermore, what the hell was this about? Why was this guy tied to his bed?

This was about the worst timing ever, because Kaiba himself happened to be rather aroused at the moment. Even the towel around his hips didn't do much to preserve his modesty.