A/N: Okaaaay... So I have one follower and no reviews? It's better than nothing, but do leave a review if you have anything positive or negative to help moi! I don't have an update plan for this fanfic, so I'll just update whenever I can! Enjoy!

Chapter 3

Kia was correcting Mokuba's test the following day in the homeroom when Kaiba strolled in. He stopped when he saw Kia already at the desk, but only for a moment.

"You're in early" he commented slyly as he sat beside her again. She giggled.

"There were three sick children this morning at the orphanage, it was either come to school early or stay back all day and play nurse..." she replied, feeling slightly guilty. She knew Ms Greene was much too old to help them, but she just couldn't stay there all day long.

"Orphanage?" Kaiba was puzzled. He didn't know much about this intelligent brunette, apart from what he'd seen of her at school and yesterday at his mansion. Kia looked up from the papers.

"Yes, orphanage. I'm an orphan..." she mumbled quietly, just loud enough for Kaiba to hear. His eyes widened slightly at this revelation, but he remained calm. Well, externally he seemed calm but internally, his frozen emotions that were already thawing began to melt at an alarming rate. 'She's an orphan too?' he thought, the only train of thought that he could actually understand.

Ryou walked in just then and made his way over to their desk. Kaiba was in a trance-like state and Kia waved her hand in front of his face several times.

"Earth to Kaiba, come in Kaiba?" He remained unresponsive to Kia's attempts at getting his attention back. She frowned.

"Uh, is this a bad time Kia?" Ryou's annoyingly soft voice and British accent took her attention away from Kaiba.

"Not at all, uh Ryou?" she replied, unsure of the reason behind him talking to her.

"Well, I noticed that you had an extremely long way to walk home in the evenings..." he began, but Kia stopped him.

"And you noticed this how?" she asked in an angry voice. Ryou took a step back, as Kaiba came out of his dream land. He noticed Kia's change in demeanor.

"What have I missed?" he inquired urgently. Kia continued to stare at Ryou.

"He's been watching me..." she stated coldly, but Ryou shook his hands and head simultaneously.

"No no, I see you walk past my house every day" he explained quickly. Kia raised an eyebrow. "My house is ten minutes down the road from here, I see you walk down the long street about a mile before you turn off. I watch an episode of "Road Wars", the British edition, and look out the window again and you're still walking..." he continued, keeping a wary eye on Kaiba. Kia looked down at the Irish test.

"I see..." She was prepared to give him a piece of her mind for being perverted, but now she realised that he wasn't being weird, he was concerned.

"I was going to offer you a room in my house is all..." Ryou muttered, about to walk away. Kia stood up.

"What? Really? For how much?" She rushed all her words into one sentence, too keen to move out of the orphanage to notice. Kaiba chuckled to himself.

"Well, uh, I suppose twenty dollars a week." Ryou replied, seemingly surprised that she accepted his offer. She clapped her hands together.

"Yes please, when can I move in properly?!" she exclaimed. Kaiba looked at her in surprise. Ryou told her whenever she wanted to, gave her his address and left the desk. Kaiba turned toward her.

"So you're moving in with Bakura?" he sneered, showing his distaste for a member of Yugi's gang. Kia pulled a face.

"It's better than the damn orphanage, trust me..." she replied with contempt. She looked back down at the papers and wrote "87% - Honours" on the top of the first page.

"I know, I moved in with a dangerous millionaire as a child to get away from it" Kaiba stated matter-of-factly. Kia turned to face him.

"I doubt Ryou's a dangerous millionaire now Kaiba, that is a bit far-fetched" she returned with a smirk. He began to laugh quietly.

"I see Mokuba has been promoted from a common level of Irish to the honors level" He pointed to the mark on the page. Kia nodded enthusiastically.

"It seems your psychotic Irishman taught him well" she explained. Kaiba began to laugh again. " His standard of Irish is better than that of an Irish child. He'll be able to appreciate Irish poems, stories and dramas now" She was obviously proud of her young student.

"He'll be happy to know, I'm sure" was Kaiba's reply. He suddenly thought of something. "Perhaps I can help you move your things to Bakura's house this afternoon, and then give you a ride out to my place for Mokuba's tutoring?" he suggested. Kia looked up at his cobalt blue eyes.

"I wouldn't want to p..." she began, but was interrupted by Kaiba's hand across her mouth.

"I insist" he smirked, but she shook her head and tried to talk against his hand. "I won't take 'no' for an answer" he added. She frowned slightly and reluctantly nodded. He dropped his hand. "Good." Kia studied him.

'It's still the same Kaiba, not an actor' she thought, cocking her head to one side. His chocolate brown hair was in it's usual style, his blue eyes as striking as ever. His clear skin wasn't discoloured, nor did he look ill. He just looked... Happier...

As Kia studied Kaiba, he studied her. Her chocolate brown locks fell to just below her bust, her grey-blue eyes were staring at him. Her slightly round face was pale in colour, not in a bad way, but because of her roots in Ireland. Light freckles, so light that one had to squint to see them, covered her face and her lips were shiny with gloss.

The bell rang and Kia jumped out of her stupor. She looked around guiltily, before putting her papers away in her bag. Kaiba continued to stare at her. Neither one had noticed the class fill the room around them and Yugi was watching them. Something told him to keep an eye on Kia and if he didn't know any better, he would've sworn it was Yami warning him.

Later that evening, Kaiba and Kia were in Kaiba's large and luxurious limousine, on their way to the Kaiba mansion.

"Thank you for helping me move my stuff..." Kia mumbled. She felt extremely uncomfortable sitting on the white leather seats in the limo. She was perched on the edge of the seat, emulating her behavior from the mansion the day before. Kaiba sighed.

"It wasn't a bother, now sit back properly in the seat..." he muttered. Kia shifted back slightly. She was sitting across from Kaiba and tried to hide the fact that she was still perched precariously by crossing her legs. Kaiba was momentarily distracted by her thin legs, but mentally shook off any crude thoughts and again, pushed her backwards with his fingertips. She blushed crimson at his touch.

"Right, okay, I'm sitting properly..." she mumbled with a smile on her face, pushing his hands away but not daring to look up at him in fear that he would see her blushing. He saw and smirked as he thought of the many ways he could make her blush more.

"You seem a little warm, do you feel ill?" he mocked. She looked up at him.

"N..No..." she stammered. He cocked his head to the side, bringing his right hand up to her shoulder.

"Feeling, uncomfortable perhaps?" he suggested, touching her shoulder again. Her eyes widened. If this was anybody else, she would slap them away and defend herself. But she couldn't do that to Kaiba. Why not?

She felt a twinge in her chest as she realised something unmistakable. She had a crush on Seto Kaiba. She gasped and fell right back in her seat, only then realizing that she had leaned toward Kaiba's outstretched hand.

"Kia?" Kaiba now looked concerned. "What's wrong?"

"Um, nothing..." She smiled at him. "Nothing at all"