Kaiba sat in the meeting room. He'd been bored since school. He inspected his fingers, smiling to himself. Yes, hopefully Jounouchi would stop trying to piss him off now. He grinned. Since he had left that dreaded place, he'd come straight to work. He'd then gone to his office and ordered coffee and began to research the latest product development. He then began filing the product software issues for the week, as well as the latest finds.

He looked up to the door as his father walked in, briefcase in hand. He pointed a button at a projector and it clicked on, brining up stats. Seto looked up, frowning. They didn't look good, Kaiba corp. was suffering a loss. DCI was a new company, quickly taking over the stocks. The brunet rubbed his temples. This was not good news. They needed a new product.

'So, Father, what are our plans?'

'Well, I have been discussing options with the board.' Seto nodded, pulling out his laptop to take notes.

'Do we have a new product? Campaign?' Gozaburo clicked the button again and a range of items appeared.

'We have been working on these ideas. New duel systems. However, DCI already seem to have their own models. They lack the technology to create them as quick as we can.'

'So, we can get a foot in, quickly?' Seto watched his father,

'Well.' He began, 'The board, they don't think that's going to solve our long term problems.' He walked over, and sat across from his adopted son, 'You see, DCI uses cheaper material, cheaper staff. They can mass produce and sell the products at a lower price. People like that.' Seto leant forward,

'Can we compete?'

'No.' Gozabura reclined back. He looked straight into his son's blue eyes, icy like his own, 'Tell me, what do you know about the DCI family?' Seto raised an eyebrow and began to type quickly. His eyes scanned the screen quickly, nodding as he read.

'Kimuro is middle aged. New business man. Lives on an estate in uptown Domino. Married for around ten years. Wife's name not known. Seems to be from Northern Japan. Two children. A son, Taro, aged 18. Private schooled. No other information, not even a photo. A daughter, Risa, 16, again private schooled, no photo or any information. Nothing else on them, they seem to be very private.' Gozaburo nodded. 'Family run business it would seem. Son as the heir.'

'Yes. So, we have a plan.'

'Takeover? A cheap and new company should be no problem.'

'We tried that, we had a meeting last week.'

'Right.' Seto tapped his fingers on the desk. Where was this going?

'We feel DCI may get out of a takeover, and ruin Kaiba corp.' Seto nodded. 'For this reason we are doing a merger.' Seto nodded again, tapping his fingers.

'Wouldn't they try a hostile in that situation?'

'That is where you come in.' Seto leant forward. This ought to be good.

'We want you to marry Risa. To secure a safe merger.' Seto reclined. He was to marry Risa? He didn't want to get married. Not to some brat anyway. He had his life to lead and had no time for such frivolous affairs. His eyes narrowed.

Well, he wouldn't be getting married anyway.

'And have the Kimura family agreed?'

'They have.' Seto nodded. Well, as long as she didn't get in the way and it kept his company on top, what would it matter? He'd become head of the company as he was older than Taro, and his name would be on the merger. Risa would have little to do with it. Yes. That would be fine.

'That is fine.'

'We will meet them next week.'

'Formal?' Gozaburo nodded. Seto bit his lip. Great. He was getting married. Mokuba would love the news.

'That is all. Anything to say, Seto?' Gozaburo headed towards the door, looking over his shoulder.

'I'll have the paper work for the new systems on your desk tomorrow. I'll see you at dinner.' He looked back to the laptop as his father left.

He now needed every piece of information, every thread of gossip. He needed everything on this Risa girl. She was business, and he needed to keep her on side. He favourite flowers, her hair colour…everything. He needed to win her over so she was smitten, this way, he could have her company and there would be nothing Kimura or her son could do. Perfect.

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