~The Office: Pencil Pushing~

xxxYUGIOHXHP Crossover Lemon Yaoi (lemon later) A.U FUN . So for all those who have been dying to see a SetoKaibaxHarryPotter yaoi, an M rated one at that, here you go! Plus this gives me an excuse to do an office romance. Review folks! Ready for some OOC fun? ;)

xxxxI DO NOT OWN YUGIOH OR HARRY POTTER "XXX


"I see you've finally discovered the lunch room," said Kenjii with a lopsided grin, as a rather worn out Harry collapsed in a chair next to him.

"The boss has been running me ragged," he groaned, oh how he wished he was back in his Hogwart's years -no matter how hectic they were.

"It's all about time management," nodded Kenjii wisely, he then gestured to several others in lab coats approaching their table.

"I'd also like you to meet the rest of the guys," grinned Kenjii, as Harry squirmed, he'd never been good at socializing outside of business.

"Hey," he managed quietly, fiddling with a tray of food Kenjii shared with him, pretty much forcing Harry to eat something, arguing that he already had an unhealthy air about him and not eating wasn't going to fix things.

"My my, the boss has certainly picked a cute one," teased a blond from the left of Kenjii who had bright blue eyes and slight wrinkles.

"That's Hikaru," supplied Kenjii, ribbing Harry lightly to keep him awake -in his opinion, Harry looked ready to pass out and sleep.

"Hey Harry...that's your name right?" leaned in Hikaru in a conspiratorial whisper.

"Yes," said Harry cautiously as a wicked gleam came in Hikaru's eye, he really didn't like how close the blond was, he could feel his breath seep under his collar to his neck.

"Don't ever let Kenjii stay back late with you, the boss checks the cameras when he can," winked Hikaru. Harry turned a bright shade and Kenjii began to chuckle.

"Are you implying something?" said Kenjii, feigning ignorance in a teasing manner.

"Just that things may happen when you two have to start working late, alone, in this huge dark building, two strapping young men in the dar--"

"Okay! Okay! I get the picture!" snapped Harry turning redder then red.

"Though what makes you think we're going to be working late? I've already sorted out as much as I could," said Harry, looking at Hikaru oddly. One of the graying gentlemen from the technology department cut in.

"The new model of Duel Disk with the safety optional lock upgrade have come out and as Christmas is nearing, everyone's going to want one, and Kenjii's head of tech," said the man.

"Meaning you'll probably be doing more looking over paperwork for the sale's department before it's presented to the boss, and he'll probably be riding the success train and looking to cut a few more business deals, so, both of you are pretty much screwed," snickered Hikaru.

"Are you going to eat that?" poked Kenjii as Harry had been fiddling with some cake with his fork from the shared tray.

"No, you eat up," said Harry dryly, not feeling like eating as the prospect of more work dampened his mood despite how much he'd gotten done on his first day. He passed the fork to Kenjii who gorged on the cake ravenously.

"We need to hurry it up, he cut our lunch time down," grumbled Hikaru.

"Jerk, I swear he has a rod perpetually stuck up his--"

"-Lunch is over!" chirped a robotic voice from the announcement speakers in the corners of the room.


Kaiba never carried around coffee, sure he drank it but never near his laptop, he also never smirked like the way he was right now unless he had an idea.

Mokuba worried.

"Big brother?" he asked nervously.

"Yes Mokuba?" he replied.

"Is something up?" Mokuba asked cautiously, his large innocent eyes boring into his brother who seemed to have a darker air about him then he would usually.

"Go out for a while Mokuba, things will be fine, the new PA is actually pretty good," grunted Kaiba.

With a cautious look, Mokuba grabbed his yellow jacket and slowly walked out of the office, just in time to see Harry walk in with a number of hardcopy sheets. Harry straightened out his posture, shuffled the sheets into order, pushed his lengthy ponytail back and forced a tight hard look before opening the door to Seto Kaiba's office.

"In!," barked Kaiba.

"This had better be important, the CEO of Schroeder Corp is called while you were busy, asking for a meeting, and you weren't here to take the call," said Kaiba as Harry shrank back, the papers in his hands shaking slightly 'God he's worse then Snape and Voldemort combined' thought Harry, resisting the urge to sweat visibly.

"I was getting the signed papers from last months 'Duel Disk 1 .0 Model' sales in hardcopy, I apologize Mr. Kaiba--" rushed Harry, hoping the change of subject would spare him Kaiba's wrath.

"Give me those!" he snapped, as Harry quickly passed over the sales averages.

Harry stood like a scolded student as Kaiba talked down to him, ignoring the feeling of annoyance building up.

"I want you to play back the call and then contact Schroeder Corp when you can sort out a meeting time, but free up my Friday," it was practically a demand as he took the sheets from his hands.

"Yes sir,"

He seemed really angry over the Schroeder Corp call, he almost appeared to sweat under anger straining under the surface of looking calm and ready. Harry bit down on his lip nervously, Kaiba put the sheets onto his desk after a skim and threw his white coat off into his PA's hands who yelped as the coat fell over his arms, and face, momentarily blinding him. Quickly pulled the coat off his head and neatly over his arms.

"Go hang this up," Kaiba muttered as sunlight poured through the large windows, the heat of anger getting to him.

"Yes sir," muttered Harry turning red as he stared at his boss, standing tall in his tight black wear.

'Goddamn lanky bastard,' thought Harry, turning quickly he walked to the cloakroom, but stopped as a small duel-card-shaped locket fell from the collar that accidentally came off with the coat, briefly Harry contemplated returning it but opened it out of sheer curiosity when he was quite a distance away from the head office.

Within the locket were pictures, on the right side, Harry gaped at the image of a young Kaiba with who appeared to be his brother, they looked happy and horror of horrors his -boss- actually looked cute -almost commoner!-. But the other image was of a boy who looked coincidentally similar, except he had green hair, wider blue eyes and his face frozen into a look of bitter acceptance.

Carefully, Harry slid the picture out of the locket to take a closer look, he flipped it over to see a few words scrawled on the back.

"In Memory of Noah Kaiba,"

Eyes wide, he quickly slid the picture back and closed the locket, he put it in the coat's pocket for his boss to find when he realized his necklace was missing.


The door that separated the CEO's office from his PA's was left open as sunlight poured in from the huge windows, it was one of Japan's hottest summers and for people that had to work around technology which heated up, almost every window and door was left open for ventillation along with the air conditioner blasting.

Kaiba occasionally gave a side-long glance to his PA and concluded that he was often depressing to look at all, -hunched over the desk, tired eyes almost unblinking as he went through paperwork.

Harry looked up surprised as Kaiba walked in and silently handed him a cold cup of water, Harry smiled gratefully 'Okay... so maybe not a total bastard'.

"Did you play back the call?" he asked.

"Yeah, Schroeder Corp's lawyers are meeting us next Monday," said Harry, rubbing his eyes of sleep.

"Go home then,"

"What?" asked Harry wide-eyed wondering if he'd heard 'The Dragon' correctly.

"I'm going home, unless you're planning to stick around and help the ones working late, you may go," said Kaiba coolly, Harry looked torn between leaving or going, but he quickly tore off his headset and grabbed his suitcase. Kaiba raised an eyebrow as Harry rushed to lock his office.

"I may as well leave..." then he muttered, "-before Kenjii molests me," remembering Hikaru's playful warning, he could have sworn he heard a chuckle from his boss.

Harry turned around at the feel of a burning stare in his back, but Kaiba was no longer looking at him. With a blush he ignored the voice berating him, honestly, why would his boss be checking him out? Much less anyone as cold as Kaiba.


Elsewhere:

Ginny smirked as she walked into Schroeder Corp, not as an intruder, but as a lawyer taking on the KaibaCorp verses SchroederCorp case...