Chapter 1
Seto Kaiba was too distracted today at work. He couldn't do anything productive, he kept getting anonymous phone calls, and he was starving after having skipped both breakfast and lunch.
He sighed, annoyed, and tried to get his focus back on his work. But he was still unproductive. There was nothing to do, in his opinion.
The only thing he had left to keep him going was his sheer will, and a little humor. He suddenly got into a goofy mood as he decided his day was going to end now. He grabbed his things, shut down his computer, and walked out the office, first making sure to lock the door, and waited for the elevator, briefcase and coat in hand, ready to go home.
He could already smell the sweet aroma of baked goods as he walked through the door, he could hear Mokuba's muffled footsteps as he ran to greet him, he could almost feel the warmth and relaxation come over him as he imagined himself sitting inside the comfortable hot tub. Yes, it was all very enticing and he couldn't wait to get home. But then he thought about what he would do once he got there. He'd probably get bored again. Unless Mokuba thought of something to do, his day at home wasn't going to be anything different from the environment he was now leaving.
When the doors opened for him, he saw there were three other people already in there. They looked to have been from another company, and they quickly recognized him and gave him more than enough room to stand. He walked inside and nodded casually to them. Being in the humorous mood he was still in, he smirked unnoticeably, thinking about out all the possible things people might think of him after he did this, but didn't care as he opened his briefcase slightly so that no one could see inside but him. He pretended to make room inside it. He closed it.
He noticed some people were looking at him in the corner of their eyes and he smirked internally again. Then, a few seconds later and mocking unease, he opened the briefcase again and whispered loudly, "Do you have enough air in there?"
Everyone else in the lift looked at him suspiciously.
Crack open your briefcase or handbag, peer inside, and ask "Got enough air in there?"