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I was just thinking this: "Which anime haven't I manipulated yet?" My answer was this: Yu-Gi-Oh! I'm going to have way too much fun with this.

First off, I must ask this: does anyone know how old Seto Kaiba is? I'm assuming Mokuba is about ten or twelve, but I can't figure out how old Seto is based on that. I've tried, and failed. Someone please help!

School's out for the summer!(does a victory dance)

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Miyo Yutaka, a seventeen-year-old Kaiba Corp. employee, was glaring at a malfunctioning vending machine when she first met her boss face to face. To be completely honest, she wasn't sure he knew she worked there when he swept past, leaving in his wake a faint hint of cologne. His child brother trailed behind him, barely pausing to glance at the teenage girl in a suit. Seto spoke briefly with the secretary, asking her to hold all his calls until further notice because he wanted a board meeting to go uninterrupted.

Miyo's father worked for the company, and it had been his influence that had gotten her the job she desired. She seemed far too young to be employed at the must successful electronics company in Japan, and was positive that her father had pulled more than a few strings on her behalf.

The odd thing about all this was that she disliked her father immensely. He had never believed that she could accomplish anything by herself. When she learned that monetary sums had decided the winner of her childhood sports matches, she had cut off all communication with the man who she had once loved.

Her parents had been divorced for most of her life, and her mother was awarded primary custody. She was supposed to visit her father on weekends, but no longer did.

"Miss Yutaka?"

Miyo turned, her heels clicking on the floor. "Yes?"

The speaker was a middle-aged man who was wearing an expression that showed he felt he was speaking to someone below his level. The vertical stripes on his gray pinstriped suit should have made him appear taller, but nothing could disguise the vast distance between his height and Miyo's tall stature. At six feet even, she was the tallest woman who worked in the entire company, and she used that to her advantage.

"You're wanted in Boardroom Six."

"Why would that be?"

"Mr. Kaiba has decided that he wants to ensure that all of his employees are well-suited for their jobs, Miss Yutaka. Consider it...the census of Kaiba Corp."

Miyo ignored the hint that she was ill suited to be anywhere but a high school classroom. "And my presence was requested instead of my superior?"

"It appears he is ill today," he replied, shrugging his shoulders to feign innocence.

"Thank you, Mr. Kozue." Of course, she had suspected something like this would happen. That was why she was wearing a suit.

She strode away, her black leather heels clacking in a steady rhythm across the deep navy tiles that paved the way to the boardrooms. The large numeral six above the door was more than slightly intimidating to newcomers, but Miyo walked underneath it as though she was passing under an archway.

The room she entered was already almost full. Her lateness, she knew to be the fault of the dumpy Mr. Kozue. In the front of the room, Seto Kaiba was stationed behind a podium.

His cool sapphire eyes flickered to her as she closed the door behind her. "Now that everyone is here, we can begin," he said, his voice carrying a touch of annoyance. He eyed her, clearly waiting for her to excuse herself for keeping them waiting.

"I apologize for my tardiness, Mr. Kaiba. I just received word that my superior is ill today, and I should attend in his place." She gracefully swept a wisp of dark hair that had fallen from where it was pinned behind her left ear. That was as much of a nervous gesture as she would allow herself to do in this situation.

After a brief pause in which Seto considered her excuse, he replied crisply, "Very well. Do not allow this to happen again."

Miyo swept to the nearest open seat, her eyes scanning the crowd. When she sat down, she knew that she was both the youngest person and the only female in the entire room.

Keeping strict attention during a three hour long meeting is not something the typical seventeen year old would enjoy, but Miyo was attentive and serene while others spoke anyway.

Several times when someone was talking about a problem they had seen recently, they had looked accusingly into Miyo's startlingly green eyes. She had replied coolly and professionally that those responsible would be first investigated and if found guilty, educated in the proper means of conduct, kept under supervision, or fired if it applied.

Considering that she had been seen in almost every department in the company at one point, everyone knew who she was. She had gone further in her job than her father had in his, and this time it was without his help.

"Mr. Kaiba, I have a direct complaint about another employee."

This caused Miyo's attention to shift to a thirty-something year old man who stood up on the other side of the room. She quickly set her face to an expression of stony calm. She had the feeling this man could cause trouble. She knew full well who he was. Makai Ronin, the most notorious gossiper in the company.

While her father had paid money to make her think that she was successful, Miyo had learned that money cannot buy you friends. It only buys you a better class of enemies.

"I would like to bring up the subject of Miyo Yutaka."

He was one of those enemies.

Miyo stood up as well, aware even from the distance between the two that she towered over him. "What happened to be the problem?"

He scowled at her pristine manner. "Miyo was hired a year ago when she was only sixteen. I was looking back on the transactions made that day, and I noticed something rather unusual."

"And what would that be?" Kaiba hated it when things occurred without his knowledge, and secret dealings fell into that category.

"Goro Haruki accepted a large sum of money from Kiyoshi Mamoru. Shortly after, Miyo was hired."

Seto's eyes narrowed. "And?"

"Kiyoshi is my father," Miyo said calmly. Eyes settled on her suspiciously. No one had missed the other last name.

"Your parents are divorced?" Seto asked.

"Yes. I took my mother's last name."

"This is not about her mother," Makai snapped furiously. "Goro accepted a bribe to hire her. She is clearly not suited to work at Kaiba Corp.!"

"I am not going to be held responsible for Kiyoshi's actions. He may be my father by blood, but that is all the more connection I have to him. If Mr. Kaiba intends to fire me," she continued, turning to face him. "He'll have to find another reason. I will not be forced from this company for what my idiot father has done."

There was silence after this statement in which Miyo found herself wishing that it was not a weekend. Come Monday, she would be donning her school uniform and heading to class. Until school let out, she worked strictly on weekends. Compared to being grilled in this meeting, sitting next to the current King of Games all day was a breeze.

Her classes were comprised mostly of sixteen and seventeen year olds, and the vast majority of them were nice people. In spite of this fact, Miyo did not have any close friends. She was too much of an outcast for the girls, and the boys simply weren't interested in her. The person that she talked to most often was Yugi Moto, simply because he would answer her questions politely and let her work with him and his friends when they were required to do group work.

They were nice enough people, but chatting with Yugi had become slightly awkward ever since she mentioned that she worked for Seto Kaiba. She should have realized that they did not get along remarkably well and kept her mouth shut, but she had not.

She was brought back to reality with a harsh bump when Seto's voice rang out. "Mr. Ronin, that will be quite enough. Miss Yutaka shall remain an employee, and Mr. Mamoru shall be dealt with. You have wasted far too much time. You are all dismissed."

As they filed out of the room, Miyo couldn't help glancing at her boss. Their eyes met for a moment before she turned away. She could feel his eyes on the back of her head, and she smoothed her loose hair nervously. A chunk fell in front of her eyes, and she swore silently. She had been under the impression that the blue highlights had come out.

The rest of the day was fairly normal until she heard Seto Kaiba's voice from behind her. She turned around immediately.

"Yes, Mr. Kaiba?"

"You go to the same school as Yugi Moto, correct?"

"Yes, sir."

"I'd like to ask you a favor. As you may know, I am the owner of three of the Duel Monsters card, the Blue Eyes White Dragon. There was a fourth dragon, but the owner refused to sell it to me. It was damaged beyond usage in a duel until recently. There is a method in which it can be fixed."

"Excuse me sir, but I'm not quite sure I understand what you'd like me to do."

"I need that card," Seto said quietly. "If you help me get it, I will make you the vice resident of this company, and I will fire your father."

Miyo considered this for a moment. "What do I need to do?"

She swore she saw the corners of his mouth twitch in a half smile. "Become friends with Yugi, and ask the fundamentals of Duel Monsters. He'll be happy to show you, and will probably take you to his grandfather's shop. His grandfather owns that destroyed card. If you play your cards right, you can get close enough to him to figure out where that card is hidden."

"You won't steal it, will you?"

"No. Threatening to demolish his shop will be enough."

Miyo was not entirely happy with what she had to do to Yugi, but if it meant her father would be out of her life forever, it was worth it.

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The plot will pick up next chapter, I swear. This was just the introduction chapter.

Authoress out and about.