Plot Summary:When Joey starts working for Seto Kaiba, odds are that they'll kill eachother soon. But odds are just another word for predictions and since when were those reliable? Seto/Joey Puppyshipping, puzzleshipping, tendershipping on the side.

Hey guys! This is my first attempt ath writing fanfiction, so please bare with me. ^^' I know my Englisch isn't perfect (I really need to find a beta Reader soon... DD:) but I try my best. if you find any mistakes/ errors, please tell me and I'll see to it immediately. :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or its characters in any way. The only thing I do own are the idea for this story.

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Chapter One: Morning Calls

Seto Kaiba was not a superstitious person. He didn't believe in black cats crossing from left was a bad omen, he didn't think that you had any more bad luck on a Friday 13th and thought that karma was just plain overrated.

Not that he was overly pessimistic; he just had learned at quite an early age that being nice didn't get you anything in live.

He had been a nice kid. He had always looked up to his parents, had been well-behaved, and always cared for his little brother. And then they had died and his world had been turned upside down. During his life in the orphanage he had learned that you only got through, when you made yourself superior. He had learned that you only got what you wanted by cheating and he had only managed to become what he was today through being coldhearted and making everyone believe he was a complete ass: the heir of KaibaCorb, presumably one of, if not even the, most successful company on the market right now.

No, Seto Kaiba didn't believe in anything that wasn't proven by science or research. And still, even if he never would admit it, and even if he dismissed the thought nearly immediately, he couldn't completely shake of that feeling that he had when he woke up this morning, that made his stomach lurch when he washed his face, and that still lingered there when he went downsairs to prepare breakfast and make some coffee. It was nothing he could really grasp, just a dull uneasiness in his stomach that made him think for just a split second that today just wasn't going to be an ordinary one. But as mentioned, Seto was not the kind of person to get fooled by those irrational thoughts and he blamed it on his lack of sleep from working too hard and too much stress.

Seto interrupted his train of thoughts to shout upstairs to his brother.

"Mokuba, hurry up, or we'll be late." An incoherent shout from upstairs was all the answer that greeted Seto Kaiba. The heir of KaibaCorps sighted. When had his younger brother gotten so messy? He had to wake him a total of three times today until the fourteen year old had rolled out of his bed and grumpily followed him downstairs for breakfast. After he had shuffled down some cereals, and the outright refusal of him to start a conversation this early in the morning, Mokuba went upstairs again to get dressed and Seto hadn't seen him since.

Now it was nearly a quarter to nine and if his brother didn't show up in the next two minutes, they'd both have to explain to their teachers why they weren't on time.

Mokuba came bolting down the stairs right after the thought had passed his mind and Seto just gave him a half serious frown, before ruffling his hair in a playful manner.

"Hey, I spend ages to get them in a halfway presentable state!" Mokuba whined, trying to straighten his black locks, pouting at his brother.

Seto just huffed, and turned towards the door.

"Let's get into the car; you can style your hair there as well." Seto said, opening the door for his brother.

"You know, that wouldn't even be necessary if you hadn't ruffed it." Mokuba replied, trying his best to sound pissed, but didn't really succeed.

"Your hair would be in perfect state right now, if you hadn't spend nearly half an hour to wash and put some clothes on." Seto replied, his voice deceiving the fact that he was only mocking his younger brother.

They both climbed into the car and after Seto had started the engine and made his way out of the driveway, the brunette broke the silence. "I'm going to cook dinner today, is there something you'd like me to make? "

"Chocolate parfait," was the immediate response. Mokuba knew that this was Seto's way of apologizing for the hair incident. The black haired boy smiled at the predictability of Seto's actions and how he had learned to interpret them over the years.

"You know that that's not really dinner, don't you?" Seto smiled, cocking an eyebrow.

"Duh. Sure I know, but it is just damn delicious when you make it and you asked what I wanted." Mokuba answered, his voice only emphasizing the fact he was grinning from one ear to the other.

Seto sighted. "I'll see what I can do.", he said in defeat. Mokuba's grin grew even wider. "And watch your language."

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After they had pulled up at Domino High and gotten out of their car, Mokuba waved a quick goodbye.

"See you after school!" he announced before spurting of to the building where the Middle School student where educated. Seto locked the door of his black Mercedes. He could always ask a chauffeur to get him to school, but he didn't really see the point in that. Apart from the unnecissity of it, Seto also found it quite relaxing to be in control, like he did in most things. Or more precisely, in all. Bringing one hand up to massage his temple, he turned around, preparing himself for his first lesson.

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With a thud the blonde boy landed on the floor. There was silence for a few seconds, before a low groan made its way from the bundle of white blankets. Then a hand moved out from under the covers, placed itself on the bed and heaved the body attached to it from the floor.

Looking at the clock and realizing that it would have gone off in ten minutes anyway, Joey decided that getting up now was not a bad idea anyway. Even though he would have liked a less painful wake up call. Cursing under his breath, he made his way to the bathroom.

A/N: Liked it? Hated it? Didn't care for it at all? Next chapter will be Joey's day and the revelation of the actual plot. Kind of. ^^

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