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Chapter 1 - Welcome to Domino

The wooden door swung open, revealing a large and spacious residence. It certainly wasn't anything like her place back home, but it did have a nice feel to it. Rebecca Carter exhaled deeply, lifting a hefty cardboard box she advanced into the unfamiliar building. Her brown eyes studied her surroundings, assimilating every fine detail present. It was only now she had come to accept the reality that America was simply a fading memory of her past, Japan was her home now.

People would often tell her how fortunate she was, having been given the opportunity to start afresh in a foreign country. How she watched their wide eyes and enthusiastic smiles lie to her as they claimed that they wished it was them. They really didn't. Their attempts to deceive her were laughable, false sentiments only failing to comfort her and insulting her intelligence.

She knew very well, the dangers of the unknown. Living in Japan wouldn't simply mean having a diet accustomed to Ramen, but having to start over in every single way possible. She would have to grasp the new culture, get used to their new schooling system and... 'Oh god!' even make new friends. The teenager grimaced at just the thought of it. Given the chance, she would happily retreat back to her beloved nation of stars and stripes.

Rebecca liked to believe that she had a choice in the matter but unfortunately she didn't. Her father was the sole reason that they had to farewell America. Japan was a country that developed some of the most advanced technology in the world and as her father was a technician, he was ecstatic to be offered a job there. It was a lifetime opportunity and it would've only been foolish for him to refuse. She and her mother loved him dearly, meaning that they had no other choice but to support him all the way. It saddened her just to think about it, she didn't realize that supporting him would mean she would have to give up so much. She didn't know she would have to leave her whole life behind.

Her father sauntered into the room happily whistling a tune. It perplexed her just to wonder how he could be so exuberant at a time like this, a time where she felt so miserable, confused and alone. Did he even care about how she was feeling right now? Perhaps he was just too self-absorbed, mentally salivating in anticipation for all the green he was going to make from his new job. If that was the case, she was sickened at the thought that he would put dollars before their family.

'Damn his job, damn him.'

What do you think of the place, Rebecca?" he questioned smiling broadly. "Do you like it?"

"Well if you really want my opinion the house is great, but the location sucks!" She replied bitterly. "Then again, I don't know why you even bother asking me. It's not as if we can go back now, it's not like anything is going to change."

Hearing the pain in his daughter's voice, made him feel even more guilt. Still, he knew things were complicated enough and the last thing he needed was an encore of her "you ruined my life" speech.

"Rebecca, please don't be upset!" he pleaded. "We've gone over this. With my new job here, it would've been impossible for you and your mother to continue living in California."

Without saying anything, her eyes silently met his. Was he really making some sad attempt to justify his actions? She couldn't believe he was trying to play down the fact that he had taken away all she had ever known.

He sighed in defeat, perhaps all she needed was more time. "I know this is a big transition for you, but I promise things will get better. Someday I hope you'll be able to forgive me."

"I hope so too, " Rebecca replied bluntly. Ending the conversation, she picked up a cardboard box and left the room.

Was there really anything else she could say?


Once everything in the house had been arranged. Rebecca made her way upstairs. She sighed heavily as she sat down on her bed, now things were permanent. Picking up a photo album she began to flick through it. Stopping at a particular photograph, a nostalgic smile played on her lips. The photo was of her and her friends "I miss you guys," she whispered to the inanimate picture, a lone tear running down her cheek. Suddenly she heard footsteps coming up the stairs, it was her mother. She hastily wiped her tear away with her sleeve and tried to remain as composed as possible.

"Mija, how do you like your new room?" she asked smiling warmly.

"It's nice, a bit bigger than my bedroom back home," Rebecca replied forcing a smile.

Her maternal instinct enabled her to sense that there was something wrong. Her daughter was like an open book to her and despite her best efforts, she couldn't conceal her feelings from her mother. "Rebecca, I know you miss home, but we've got to stay optimistic. At least this way we're all together," she said, giving a faint smile and resting her hand on her daughter's comfortingly.

"Not all of us." Rebecca corrected, her expression still forlorn.

She was right, her mother was forgetting about the fourth person in their family. The one whom Rebecca adored the most, her best friend in the whole wide world, her older sister May. May was three years older than Rebecca and was already attending college back in America. Even though May was living away from home, she was still on the same continent as her. Now they were thousands of miles apart, 6,321 miles apart to be precise.

"I know you miss her, I do too," her mother replied, looking slightly downbeat. "I promise when she has a break she'll be on the next flight here."

"I guess you're right," Rebecca said, smiling at the thought of seeing her older sister again. Her cheerful expression fell quickly, her sister wasn't the only one whom she had left behind. "Mom, what about my friends in America? she questioned softly. "What if I never see them again?"

"You will." her mother answered reassuringly. "There's Skype and Facebook to help you stay in touch. Also, I'm sure you will make plenty of new friends at school here."

"Make friends?" she choked in disbelief. "How can I? I bet no-one here can even speak English that well and no way am I becoming fluent in Japanese."

"That's the thing Rebecca." her mother began. "When your father and I selected a school for you here in Japan, we made sure to choose one that uses English as a first language."

"That definitely makes things easier." Rebecca sighed in relief.

'One less thing to worry about.'

"Anyway, it's been a long day." her mother said walking towards her door. "You better rest up for school tomorrow."

"Okay mom," Rebecca agreed, opening her chest of drawers and rummaging through it to find her pajamas.

"Oh, and Rebecca," her mother said before leaving. "Check out the view from your bedroom window. Your father says it's beautiful."

After changing into her pajamas she walked towards her window, blinking her eyelids drowsily, she hoisted it open. Her father was right, the view of Domino City from here was indisputably breathtaking. Gazing out into the starry night sky, she noted many neon lights which illuminated Domino city in a magical way. She caught sight of an array of tall buildings, the image of uniformity and perfection. All except one.

There among all the buildings was the tallest skyscraper of them all. Its unique structure differed from the others in many different ways, but the one that intrigued Rebecca the most was the fact that its roof was circular, whilst all the other buildings were rectangular. In the center of the building, two large letters were placed which read KC and two dragon statues were situated on either side of it.

Closing her window, Rebecca wearily crawled into her bed. She was feeling absolutely exhausted and fatigued. She needed to rest up for tomorrow, after all, it was her first day of school. Her thoughts immediately drifted back to the beautiful skyscraper, possibly the most beautiful skyscraper in the whole of Domino City. "I wonder what KC stands for?" she mused out loud. A large yawn escaped her mouth, it was imperative that she'd go to bed shortly if she wanted to wake up relaxed and rejuvenated tomorrow. Resting her head on the pillow, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.


Meanwhile at KaibaCorp...

CEO of multi-national gaming corporation Seto Kaiba was working on his first prototype of the Duel Disk.

"Mr. Kaiba, all holoprojector systems have been thoroughly tested." a voice spoke to him through the receiver in his trench coat.

"I hope so," he replied with hostility. "We've come too far to make mistakes now."

He was playing against a virtual dueling opponent at one of his dueling stations. The dueling stations were loved by many, Duel Monsters creator Maximillion Pegasus had even installed the wonderful inventions throughout Duelist Kingdom, however Kaiba had the desire to advance his technology even further.

He wanted to create a portable Duel Disk System that would give the stunning realism of arena matches. Kaiba wanted it to allow people to enjoy the game of Duel Monsters, anytime and anywhere they happened to be. They would be able to challenge their opponents wherever he or she found them. So far everything had been working perfectly, the prototype was guaranteed to be a success.

Setting a card in the slot, he spun his Duel Disk outwards. The light it emitted glimmered and sparkled magically and the image of the Blue Eyes White Dragon emerged. It gave a ferocious roar and bared his sharp pointed teeth. He gave a self-satisfied smirk, everything was running smoothly as planned.

Unexpectedly the visual image of his favorite monster began to appear distorted, a metallic screeching resonated through the air. It was a sound of such high frequency that it deafened him and everyone around him.

"SYSTEM ERROR, SYSTEM ERROR"

"What's happening!?" Mokuba yelled.

Everyone winced as the ear-splitting sound pierced through the air, surely if it didn't stop soon they would all have been deaf as a result.

"Make it stop!" Kaiba growled, pulling his arms up to protect his sensitive ears.

After pushing a few buttons on a panel, the loud screeching stopped. Everyone sighed heavily in relief wondering how detrimental the effects would've been to their hearing if the noise hadn't stopped.

"You're all fired!" Kaiba snapped.

"Please sir, give us another chance," begged an employee.

"Another chance for what?" he spat angrily. "To watch you screw up again? I've had enough of your nonsense and I'm done with you wasting my time!"

"We'll fix this Mr. Kaiba," another worker said attempting to reassure him.

"You had one job and you failed and to think that you call yourselves holographic programmers. What a joke!" he said laughing coldly. "No-one here is indispensable and I'm sure it won't be too difficult to replace you all."

"B-but you can't" stammered a female subordinate. "You need us."

"I highly doubt that." Kaiba sneered.

"Come on Kaiba, have a heart." she pleaded, joining her two hands together as if she were praying.

"Yeah, it's about time you stopped being an ass!"

The teen CEO whipped his head around upon hearing the insult. To speak to Kaiba this way meant that you were either really brave or stupid. Hell, Wheeler didn't even treat him with such disrespect, so who did this guy think he was calling him an ass?

His eyes began to scan his group of employees or ex-employees to be exact. They all twitched and fidgeted anxiously, he knew they feared him. Every single one of them except that mouthy idiot. After a few seconds of close observation, he noticed that there was one man whose behavior stood out from all the rest. His eyes shifted nervously and unlike all the others he refused to make eye contact with him. He must be the one behind the mindless slander. Kaiba fixed his icy gaze on the obnoxious scumbag that dared to insult him.

"It's about time you started looking for a new job," Kaiba replied smirking. Inside his head, he mentally praised himself for his quick-witted comeback. "That goes for all of you."

Everyone was silent, possibly now only comprehending the seriousness of the situation. Couldn't they take a hint? He didn't want these pathetic losers working for him anymore.

"Now leave or I'll have you removed!" he yelled.

Knowing that there was nothing that they could do to change his mind they all walked off in defeat. They packed up their belongings and left immediately, aware that he would easily back up his threats. In no time at all, every single one of them had left.

Feeling quite frustrated, Kaiba stormed into his office, slamming the door behind him. Walking over to his desk he sat down and rubbed his temples in a circular motion. 'Just great.' he thought to himself. 'Now I have a fucking headache!' He inhaled and exhaled deeply in an attempt to try and calm himself down, loosely stretching his body across his desk he proved his relaxing methods effective. Upon hearing a knock on the door he felt himself becoming very tense again.

"Who is it?" he questioned gruffly, not wanting to talk to any more idiotic employees.

"It's me Mokuba." the voice replied.

Kaiba sighed heavily. No matter what the situation, his younger brother never failed to make him feel better. "Come in."

The raven-haired boy cautiously opened the door. He knew that his older brother was in a foul mood and he didn't want to do or say anything to make it worse. "Seto, are you alright?" he asked, his voice full of concern.

"I'm just tired Mokuba," he stated plainly. "Real tired of all this bullshit."

"I saw everyone leaving earlier." Mokuba began quietly. "Seto, you've got to call them back! They were some of the best holographic programmers in Japan. Now how are we going to finish our first prototype of the duel disk on time? What are we going to tell the press? More importantly, what are we going to tell Pegasus? I bet he won't be too happy."

"You think I'm scared of Pegasus?" Kaiba ridiculed. "Don't worry Mokuba. I will find a new holographic programmer and have the duel disk prototype finished as promised."

Mokuba didn't say anything. He still wasn't too convinced that Seto would live up to his promises, especially given their current predicament. Since he had fired all of his employees who were working on the project, that meant that they would have to spend time rehiring individuals and start the whole tedious project from scratch. Not to mention that every individual would have different skills, life experiences and background with technology meaning that they would be at square one all over again.

"It's getting pretty late," he stated, upon examining the time on his wristwatch. "You should call Roland and ask him to drop you home."

"What about you Seto?"

"I have some things that I need to attend to," he said opening up the screen of his laptop.

Mokuba began to walk towards the door leaving his brother to his business, however he couldn't stop thinking about something. Inside his head, there was a thought that burdened his mind. He was worried about Seto. Kaibacorp was his life and Mokuba hated it. He needed to get out more and enjoy his youth like other teenagers otherwise he could wake up with gray hair, full of regrets. He ate, slept and breathed thinking about his company and one day he would fall very ill because of it.

He knew Seto was content with all he had achieved, a big company, limitless wealth and a well-renowned reputation. Sure the guy had all he wanted, but did he have all he needed? His brother lacked the possession of many things that money couldn't buy such as human emotions - joy, sadness, anger, and love.

"Seto I'm worried about you!" Mokuba blurted out.

Kaiba stopped typing and looked up from his laptop; he had an eyebrow raised in confusion.

"You're always working and it's not good for your health," he exclaimed, his grey eyes welling up with tears.

"Mokuba, don't concern yourself with me," Kaiba replied in a monotonous tone. "Now go home and get some sleep."

He directed his attention back to the small screen, his fingers rapidly typing on the keyboard with such skill and precision. He assumed that he had effectively ended the conversation enabling him to focus on more important matters. Unfortunately for him, Mokuba wasn't giving up that easily.

"You know, the other day I was watching Dr. Phil and there was a guy exactly like you. He was a big CEO of a well-known company in America. Everyone he knew said that he spent way too much time at work, so much that people knew he would become very sick if he didn't take it easy. Sound like anyone we know?"

"Remind me not to let you watch that garbage next time," he grunted.

"Anyway," Mokuba continued. "Some of his employees suggested that he should go on a long vacation, but that would only be a temporary fix."

"Your point is?"

"Hold on I'm getting to it," Mokuba said laughing at his brother's impatience. "He started seeing someone and that really helped him a lot."

"Someone like a therapist?" he questioned dryly.

"No, I mean he met a woman that he really liked and he started dating her."

"How much was he paying her?" Kaiba asked smirking at what he thought was his little brother's ignorance.

"Nothing Seto!" Mokuba exclaimed frowning at him. "As a result, he was less uptight, less irritable and felt happier in himself. So there I give you the solution to your problem. You need a girlfriend."

"What I need Mokuba, is a new holographic programmer," he said sounding quite irritated. It had actually shocked him quite a bit that his brother would even suggest such a thing.

"Come on Seto, haven't you ever had a crush on anyone?" he questioned eagerly.

"No," Kaiba stated bluntly.

"Well, I bet at least you think some girls you know are cute," Mokuba said, giving his older brother a small wink.

Kaiba wasn't even fazed by obscure the statement that his little brother had just made. Instead, he returned Mokuba's enthusiasm with a blank expression. "Maybe I should suggest some names," he began thoughtfully. "Alright, what about Mai Valentine?"

Kaiba who was now leaning back in his chair shook his head firmly.

"Téa Gardner?"

"I think I just threw up in my mouth," he said with a smirk.

"Okay, how about...?"

"No one comes to mind Mokuba," Kaiba said quickly, hoping to put an end to the incessant list. If he didn't stop him now, he was sure that Mokuba would've persisted and continued to name every single girl in his entire school.

"Well, I bet she's out there somewhere," Mokuba smiled, his eyes twinkling with hopefulness "When you find her, you'll just know! She'll be beautiful, smart, kind and everything that you've ever dreamed of."

Kaiba snorted in response. "Are you done?"

"She'll put up with your cranky attitude and love you nonetheless like, I do," Mokuba replied giggling.

Kaiba sighed loudly in frustration, he wanted to plainly tell Mokuba to get out of his office and stop wasting his time. This conversation about love-dovey nonsense had gone on long enough and his patience was growing thin. Fortunately for him, Mokuba's cell phone buzzed just in time. "Roland is here."

'Good grief!'

"Night Seto, I'll see you tomorrow," Mokuba said, walking towards the door.

"Goodnight Mokuba," Kaiba replied, not even bothering to look up from his screen.

It had been many hours later and Kaiba was still typing away on his laptop. He groaned in annoyance as he couldn't stop thinking about what Mokuba had said earlier. Was it possible that having a romantic relationship could change a person for the better? "NO!" his mind screamed as he rapidly shook his head. He knew emotions made a person weak, Gozaburo thought him that.

He didn't need some mindless relationship, he didn't need some woman to make him happy. He had all he needed. He was the most powerful man in Japan and he owned the largest gaming corporation in the world. Men envied him, wishing they were him. Girls fawned over him, wishing to date him. He had money coming out of his ears and could afford anything that his heart desired.

"Girlfriend?" he scoffed. "Yeah right!"

"I have all I need."