Chapter Two - They Call Me Kage, Alexa Kage

Alexa wasn't so naïve as to think that she could walk up to Kaiba with a chirpy, 'hey there Kaiba, fancy a quick Duel?'. Obviously they had clocked on to her as soon as she had entered that building. As far as she could see, there were three options; infiltrate his home, his business, or she could intercept him in transit. Immediately, transit was out. It was too easy, it caused a scene and, honestly, it wouldn't make the best impression.

In the end, Alexa settled on his business, deeming it rude to enter his home. From there she set out on getting what she needed; a plan to the building, detail on the security systems, and his schedule, for a start (this sort of hacking was much more Alexa's speed, rather than the encryption she had faced with the laptop).

Spending the full week submerged in Kaiba Corp systems, she finally decided she was ready to proceed. That night she donned tight, black pants that hugged her curves. Not only did they make her look awesome, but they were a sturdy material, flexible enough to kick ass in. Her dark grey tank top was woven with fibres to protect against body blows and her jacket matched her pants, the arms three-quarters for full movement and the bottom coming to her waist.

Her silky brunette hair, usually long and curly, was plaited and secured in a crown around her head. Her hazel eyes sparkled as she shut her laptop, already setting up the cameras she needed on a loop. It was a cocky move, but she was here to make an impression.

Casually, she walked into the building. The whole place was pretty quiet, since it was almost 8 o'clock. All she had to do was look like she knew what she was doing and people barely gave her a second glance. One guy did manage a double take, but Alexa was pretty sure it wasn't a recognition response. Giving him a slanted smile she headed towards the stairway.

Many stairs later, Alexa reached the floor below the secure levels. From here on out, the real challenge began. Heading in the opposite direction to the elevator leading to the higher floors, she picked a spot to access the ceiling. Carefully, she used a window ledge to reach the tiles and managed to lift and slide it across. Alexa thanked her lucky stars that the building was of good quality. Once before she had done a similar thing and ended up crashing to the floor as the ceiling gave way from her weight. She would have sued if it wouldn't have gone against the whole incognito thing.

Replacing the tile, Alexa was soon on her way, navigating to the elevator shaft. It seemed her luck was running out as she began to climb the shaft. Usually, she liked to just ride the elevator up, but it was likely that after fifteen minutes of waiting around, she was just going to have to scale the thing.

From here, Alexa was blind. There were no schematics of the top floors, so she was basically going to have to drop in and hope she ended up in Kaiba's office. Not the best of her plans, she had to admit. Deciding the spot she had found was as good as any, she slid the tile over and dropped in.

Four men in suits could not have been more shocked. Thinking quickly, she grabbed the guy closest to her and knocked him out immediately. The rest of the guys sprung into action. Alexa used her speed to dodge their blows. Grabbing one guy's arm, she yanked him forward to bring him down with the force of his own punch. The other two ganged up, much more wary of their opponent. Landing a few good blows, they grew confident, not expecting Alexa to drop and kick their feet from under them as they edged closer. Once they were down, they were out.

Alexa took a moment to catch her breath. Once her heart rate had returned to normal, she looked up to find a dark haired teen, watching her with wide, violet eyes as she stood amongst the unconscious bodies of the four suits.

"Err, hi. I don't suppose you would believe me if I said I came in peace, would you?" She asked tentatively.

"Alexa?" His voice was high pitched in disbelief.

"Yeah. Mokuba, right?" She said impassively, trying to keep her face straight. The boy nodded, still gawping at the suits lying on the floor. "Well, umm, I guess you know why I'm here considering you know my name and all. Don't suppose you could give me some directions to your brother's office, do you?"

Alexa almost expected the young boy to scowl, imagining him to be the mini Seto Kaiba, but to her surprise Mokuba's mouth began to twitch upwards hinting that he was trying his best to suppress a smile.

"Sure, why not?" He laughed.

This time it was Alexa's turn to gawp at the sixteen year old standing before her. His black hair was swept back and his face lit up with his smile. Obviously, the younger Kaiba was as mischievous as his older counterpart was cocky and brooding. Finding her expression amusing, he gestured for her to follow, falling alongside her once he had checked the way was clear.

"So, how did you get in?" He inquired, giving her a sidelong glance.

"I walked in through the front door." She said smugly. Mokuba gave a snort of disbelief. "No seriously. It wouldn't be on the live footage since I looped the cameras, but it will be in the history files for review."

"Please don't tell me you went to all that trouble, just so you could say you walked in through the front door." Mokuba scolded her, jokingly.

"Absolutely. I aim to impress." She replied, accessing the route they were taking.

Much to her surprise, Mokuba was actually leading her in the direction that she believed may contain the office. Security grew tight, but all he had to do was swipe a card, or tell the staff the clear out, and they happily obliged. As they reached some sort of reception, Alexa realised this was it and her mind rewarded her with a brilliant idea.

"Do me a favour?" She asked Mokuba. He nodded, noting the grin on her face. "Call him out for a second, any excuse you like that won't make him suspicious. I'll need two minutes."

"That I can do. He needs a break," the younger Kaiba's expression softened as Alexa noted the genuine look of concern Mokuba had for his brother. She suspected he had to drag him away from his work much more often than he would have liked, but at least Kaiba wouldn't suspect he was helping her. With a nod, Alexa hid herself, listening as the man himself emerged from his office, stressing to Mokuba he didn't need a break as he followed him out of the reception.

As Kaiba returned three minutes later, nose embedded in some sheets of paper, Alexa couldn't keep a straight face as she reclined in his exceedingly comfy chair, feet resting on the desk in his personal office.

"Mr. Kaiba, how nice of you to join me," she chirped, happily.

To his credit, Kaiba's poker face was impressive, remaining impassive as he took in her lounging form. Throwing her copy of 'Duelist Weekly' on the desk for him to see, she smiled sweetly as he looked at the cover, registering a vague annoyance, like she was some sort of fly buzzing around his face.

"I believe this is the part where you beg me to work for you, unless you still wanted me to challenge you?" She questioned him, one eyebrow raised.

"Feet off the desk and, while you're at it, why don't you walk out of here. I don't have time for this and you're deluded if you think you can actually win a duel against me." He remarked, voice deep and taunting.

"On the contrary. You see I had the foresight of clearing your diary, adding in our meeting and time for our duel. I even hacked your systems to book a duelling arena, in case your were so scared you insisted you had forgotten your duel disk, or something." She tilted her head to the side in challenge, a smile hinting at her face as Kaiba checked his phone, probably checking his calendar, scowling as he realised her words were true.

"Mr. Kaiba!" A suit took this moment to interrupt the exchange. Roland, Alexa realised noting the man's trademark green hair and shades.

The man looked taken aback as he realised Alexa had already made her way into Kaiba's office. The man scowled, obviously realising he had failed in his role to stop her reaching Kaiba himself.

"Roland, if you want to keep your job I suggest you meet me on the roof with my briefcase. It seems your incompetence means I have to spend my time duelling this idiot," he sneered.

Taking off his tie, and undoing the top button on his shirt, he span, heading to what Alexa supposed was the direction of the roof. She was surprised when, as she went to follow, Roland grabbed her arm, drawing her back.

"How did you get in here?" He growled, clearly more protective over his domain than Alexa would have thought.

"Check your security cameras. I used the front door, the stairs, and then I climbed the elevator shaft to get up here." Alexa scowled, a lot more stoic than she had planned to be when she revealed her brilliance.

Any other suit and she would have added a side comment about how they should pick up the lax security, but looking at Roland's expression, she felt genuinely sorry that she had stepped all over the security measures he had put in place to protect his charges. Releasing her arm, he walked out the room, Alexa following behind, shoving the feeling of guilt to the back of her mind.