Chapter 1
KAIBA CORP
Kisara
I stepped into the room I'd sensed Seto's presence in.
"Hello, Sara."
Sara: his new pet name for me, since he didn't want to call me "Anya" like everyone else. I liked it, or I'd have made him stop.
"What are you doing up, Seto? Your work hours were over an hour ago."
"Working out the last few kinks in a duel academy I'm designing."
"Oh." I leaned over his shoulder, letting my hands slide onto his chest, looking at the screen. His system was pretty well set up, complete with a color separation chart. "I thought you'd gotten over your frustration about Yugi always being better than you."
"I have!"
"Really?" I pointed at the screen. "Obelisk Blue is the highest of the dueling levels, and Slifer Red is the lowest? That looks like favoritism to me."
He laughed a little. "You know how I like being the best."
I laughed, too. "Well, yeah, but…couldn't Slifer Red be the second-best?" I wasn't arguing very hard, because I really didn't care, and Seto could sense it. "But seriously, I'd like it if you added a hidden dorm." I held out my hand over the keyboard, focused…
A diagram of a house appeared on the screen, filled out, and got named.
Seto read it. "Blue-Eyes White?"
"Yes. Now that magic's worked its way into this world, more people will end up with magic powers. And quite frankly, duelists are ten times more likely to end up with powers than non-duelists. It won't affect your system; in fact, it probably won't even affect the students' dueling classes. I will end up teaching classes in that dorm, because I'm currently the only one who could 'cover all the bases' for what powers could appear."
"Well," he gestured at the screen, "that's true. I've never seen you do that."
"Tech manipulation? It's new; I only discovered that one when Mokuba asked me to help him with something. But anyway, what do you think?"
He laughed softly. "Well, if that's what you want…" He punched a key.
My diagram glided into the back of the picture and set itself on the island, and then saved, with a statue appearing over the little house: a large white bird, with a white dragon circling around it companionably.
"…Then that's what you're going to get, my Blue-Eyes."
Highest compliment; what could I do except kiss him?