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It was safe to say that the news of Seto Kaiba managing to tackle the feat of finding a secretary had travelled quickly through the many grapevines of the company. And of course, in turn - Kaiba was forced to make a long obligated speech on how no one was to utter a breath of a word to company outsiders or they would be fired on the spot.

No one had any qualms to say the least, as they all went about doing their own business quietly. And while everyone slunk away from the subject of the new secretary only Mokuba, the younger Kaiba had something to say. He obviously wasn't aware of Kaiba's terrors like everyone else was. Fortunately for the workers, they found that Mokuba was the perfect kid who reflected all the questions that they had bottled inside themselves.

"Seto," Mokuba grinned, hopping onto the long couch at the side of his office.

"Hm?"

Facing his brother now, Mokuba dangled his feet off the side of the sofa, "how's the new secretary doing?"

Kaiba momentarily choked, but didn't show it, "I don't know Mokuba," he muttered. Unless she chickened out of course, he added mentally.

"So-?"

"So?" Kaiba repeated, leaning back in his chair.

"Is she hot?"

Now Kaiba really did choke ever so slightly, as he stared at his brother in mortification. "Mokuba," he pained out, "that is not the point here." Was there some sort of 'hot secretary' social memo he missed?

But Mokuba pressed on, "but still- is she?"

Kaiba actually sat there and wondered for a second. He had never really thought about a woman that way, and he certainly wasn't going to start thinking that way because of a new secretary. "She's adequate."

Mokuba raised a brow, "what does that mean?"

"Nothing- her looks don't matter anyway, it's her work habits and ethics that matter. If she doesn't do it right, I'll fire her."

"Oh Seto," Mokuba laughed, "you're so serious- anyway, I wanna meet her! When is she coming?"

Kaiba glared at the door, and looked back at his watch - if she wasn't here in the next two minutes she would be late on her first day to work, which would only lead him to believe that she was unsuitable for this position, and thus he would proceed to fire her there and then. Literally.

Mokuba's eagerness seemed to have payed off, as the door slid open revealing a slightly panting Serenity. "Just in time," she gasped, more to herself than the other's in the room.

Kaiba eyed her steadily.

Just as she clambered through the doors, she was pulled into a tight hug around the waist.

She heaved inarticulately, "What on-?"

"Serenity!" Mokuba grinned, looking up at her face that was still panting, though in delight.

"Hello, Mokuba nice of you to visit me on my first day," she replied, equally pleased to see him.

"I'm so glad it's you, I thought my brother had hired an old cat lady or something, but its you! This is great," he whispered.

Serenity giggled ever so slightly, "thank you for the reassurance, Mokuba." When she caught Kaiba eyeing her tersely, she quickly straightened up.

Mokuba gestured her a bit closer, "don't worry, Seto's not that mean- he's really nice once you get to know him actually," he added with a wink before departing for the door.

Serenity was full and set to believe anything but that- Seto Kaiba was far from nice in her books. In fact, she normally would have believed that he was a tyrant ruling, ambitious, greedy hoarder - which she suspected he was, however, considering the fact that he had hired her, maybe he wasn't as bad as she originally made him out to be.

As secretary for Seto Kaiba, her pay would be high- even she knew; it was precisely why she had applied for such an unbalanced position, but she was willing to take the risk. And all the other girls she had run into were practically flaunting her with rude comments showing Serenity just how dense and jealous they truly were. Prude even.

As she would have put it, having dinner with a tree branch was just as effective as trying to get something going on with Seto Kaiba. She imagined that were she to attempt any seductive action of sorts, he would swiftly light her ass on fire and throw her out the window. Serenity frowned at the thought, shaking her head.

"Sir," She began, but was stopped shortly with a hand.

He stared at her with a calculative aura about him, "Unlike my brother, I do not care who you are as long as you work. So if you want to keep this job, don't be late tomorrow," he shot, tentatively.

Serenity nodded, somewhat glum- she had not been late, but rather just in time. Of course, to Kaiba that must have been considered 'late'. Such a serious person he was.

"Now - I assume you were told the direct jobs of your position. Here's your workspace, try not to dirty it."

Kaiba led her to an enclosed room inside his office. Serenity stared at the door with a questioning grimace. She would be working in a room, in Kaiba's office with no company and complete silence. Besides, she had already established that Kaiba didn't count as company.

Opening the lock on the door, it creaked open as though it had not been opened in several decades. She realized that this probably wasn't the best secretary office potentially available at Kaiba Corp. "It's dusty, but I'm sure you can do something about that," Kaiba drawled, pushing open the remainder of the door.

Serenity forced herself not to gap and the state of the office- correction, it looked more like a large janitors closet. 'A bit dusty' was an understatement. The so-called office looked as though a full-fledged war had broken out between the dust particles and whatever remains of furniture there was.

"It's a mess," Serenity blurted, unable to contain the comment anymore.

Kaiba stared at her dully. "And?"

"How do I work here? The furniture's dusty and the equipment is ancient."

Kaiba couldn't disagree on that one- the Kaiba Corp technology in that dusty old shack was probably made before Kaiba was even born, and that fact spoke volumes to him. However, if was amusing nonetheless to watch the girl fumble over such non-trifling matters. This was Kaiba Corp, not some third-rate vender across the street- if he wanted, he could clean that room up with a nod of his head.

But he wasn't about to do that just yet - the girl should realize just how difficult working for Kaiba was. And so he walked back to his chair, took a seat, and got back to work. Serenity stared at him, frowning now, "Sir, this room is practically inhabitable. How do you expect me to work in there? Isn't there any other place outside your room that I can work in?"

Kaiba never glanced up from his screen, "you're a secretary, not a worker- you must stay close, and this is the closest place here."

"But it's dirty, how am I-"

"Don't go all sanitarian on me, grab a broom and get cleaning."

Serenity felt her jaws unhinge for the third time that day, and she had only been here for under an hour. "But-"

"Hurry up, you have other work to do," he cut in.

Serenity held in her anger, threw her bag on the couch, then she proceeded to go find a 'broom' if she could. Walking to the other side of the office, she found another door with supplies inside. Amidst of the various boxes and papers, she found a small cleaning spray and an object which looked similar to a broom.

This will have to do, she thought silently.

As Serenity made her way back to the dirt filled room, Kaiba watched her out of the corner of his eyes. She rolled up her sleeves up and tied her scarf around her nose - Kaiba inwardly suppressed a chuckle. At this rate, she would indeed end up cleaning the room. She stared grotesquely into the dim lit room, wondering how such a dirty place came into existence, and how it found itself in Kaiba's office.

Entering, she began her expedition across the room, as she shifted from various surfaces, and began dusting along the walls, up the furniture and across the floors. Kaiba watched silently for another two hours as she reached the heights on the walls and the small corners around the floor.

It was quite the site.

And given the occasional expressions of loath she was throwing at him, Kaiba could safely say that she would resign from her position by the end of the day. It would be glorious, and he would feel extremely smug about it. Leaning back in his chair, he smirked ever so slightly, watching her bent form picking out the rubble.

"Mr. Kaiba!" She yelled, from the depths of the room.

"Hmmm?"

She glared at the sudden casualness in his voice, and her look hardened further when she saw that the man was simply perched back in his chair, staring at her with lazy cold eyes.

She stood up, brushing the dust of her pale dress, "how do expect me to work in this now? I've taken care of the dust, but the furniture is old, and so is the equipment, at most I'll need a replacement for all of these items," she explained.

Kaiba rose from his chair, "you're really in no position to complain- now I suggest you work with what you have right now."

Serenity looked flabbergasted, "work with what, exactly?" She hissed, "there's nothing in here that's workable- I can't access any of the companies system off that old box!" She directed a finger at the so-called computer sitting on the so-called desk.

Really, it was a wonder none of that stuff had collapsed yet.

Even Kaiba inwardly agreed.

Still, he pressed further.

"Then I guess you'll just have to do it the old fashion way," he said pointedly.

Serenity looked slightly livid at this point - was the man trying to raise her anger to the extent that she got fired? If so, she wasn't falling for it. "Mr. Kaiba, if you are expecting me to use a pencil and paper to record all the company data for the time being, then you are highly mistaken," she simpered.

Kaiba merely raised a brow at her rebellious antics. Did she not realize that she was walking on thin ice right now? "Then I suggest you leave," he replied coldly, "if you can't handle using a pencil, then I made a big mistake when I hired you."

Serenity ignored him, "I wonder, do you get all your workers to use a pencil and paper to do their work? I highly doubt it," she continued, "besides, I'd hate believe that Seto Kaiba managed to raise a multi-million dollar company by having every one do it 'the old fashioned way.' Especially considering that fact that the company you run is promoting advancements in technology, not retreating them," she said coyly.

Kaiba lips drew into a thin line.

She had him there.

Not only did she do her research, but there was absolutely no way he could fire her now- Kaiba did however wish to grab her by the shoulders and give her a good, thorough shake before throwing her out the window.

Really, if only he could.

Kaiba stood there for a few moments longer before snapping towards the phone and pressing a few buttons. Within seconds, around half a dozen men entered the room and dived straight into Serenity's dirty office. She watched in awe as the men worked quickly, replacing her furniture, desk accessories, computers, blinds, even adding a few chairs and a sofa in the mix. Blanched, she watched for another good thirty minutes, before the men departed without a word.

Serenity stared blankly at the door, before meeting Kaiba's smirking gaze at his table.

"I should have notified the building cleaning services earlier. No matter, it's all good now," he directed, gesturing to her lavished settings in her now gleaming office.

"How- y-you...why? But-"

"Well, what are you waiting for, a medal? Get to work."

And thus, Serenity silently cursed Seto Kaiba to the depths of hell for the remainder of the day.