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The rest of the evening had gone by rather smoothly. After Joey finished 'helping' Mokuba with his homework he called his apartment and hoped that Kaiba would answer and not his father. The phone rang for a few seconds before someone picked up.

"Hello?" Joey heard his own voice ask on the other line.

"Oh, hey Kaiba, how's it going?" he asked.

"Terrible!" Kaiba growled, "Your apartment's a dump! How on Earth can you let your room get so nasty?"

"Well it's not like I have a maid to clean up after me, Richy Rich," Joey retorted.

Kaiba scoffed, "So what did you want?"

Joey sighed and leaned back in the chair at Kaiba's desk. He had his feet propped up by the keyboard and had a game paused on the computer. He hoped Kaiba wouldn't mind him downloading Pacman and some other cool games and music.

"I was thinking we should come up with a plan to get those scrolls," Joey answered, "I mean, as sweet as your mansion and money is I don't want to live in your body forever."

"So what do you have in mind?" Kaiba asked, getting impatient.

"I don't know, you come up with something. You're the genius after all."

The CEO paused on the other line. Joey waited, hoping that his rival would be able to come up with some kind of plan.

"Well, Ishizu was in charge of the exhibit," Kaiba said, "Maybe since you're a friend of Yugi's she'll lend you, well, me, the scrolls."

Joey smacked his hand against his face.

"Now why didn't I think of that?" he asked.

"Maybe because you're an idiot," Kaiba suggested.

Joey's face reddened and he tightened his grip on the phone.

"Hey, you take dat back!" he yelled.

The other line went dead, and Joey realized that his enemy had hung up on him. He growled and gritted his teeth, slamming the phone onto the receiver.

"Dat jerk!" he yelled.

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The rest of the evening passed by rather smoothly, and the two boys found themselves back in school the next day. Kaiba wanted to just skip school and head straight to the museum, but he didn't know if Wheeler would want an absence on his record or not. He figured if he did anything to screw up Wheeler's life that his rival would intentionally screw up his, and he very well didn't want that.

Kaiba groaned as he sat around in his Spanish class. Not only did he share it with the pointy haired dweep Tristan and friendship obsessed Gardner, but the teacher was Pegasus' former henchmen with a hair pointy enough to make Tristan green with envy.

"Atencion estudiantes! Attention students! Please turn in your books to chapter twelve!" Kemo announced.

Kaiba pulled out his textbook and followed instructions. Tristan and Tea looked at him in amazement.

"Wow, five minutes into class and you're no asleep," Tristan said, "You must really be excited about tonight."

He raised an eyebrow at him.

"Tonight? Oh, yes! Tonight!" Kaiba said, not wanting to blow his cover, "I sure am!"

Truth was that Kaiba had no idea what Taylor was talking about, but he figured he'd just ask Joey about it after he made a trip to the museum. Although, after he got the scrolls and gave them to Bakura it wouldn't even matter. Speaking of which, Kaiba wasn't even sure what scrolls Bakura needed, exactly. He figured he'd just grab some ancient Egyptian spell books and hope the white haired freak would be satisfied.

After the class finished the chapter Kemo handed out papers.

"Attention students!" he instructed, handing out the last sheet, "We will now be having a quiz! You have ten minutes!"

"Finished!" Kaiba announced.

Kemo, along with the other students, stared at the blond in shock.

"No way! Let me see that!" Kemo demanded, marching over to the boy's desk.

Kaiba handed his teacher the paper. Pegasus' former henchman skimmed through it and gasped.

"Attention Joey! You made a one hundred on this quiz! You have earned your first A!"

The students, along with Tristan and Tea, continued staring in disbelief. Kaiba crossed his arms and grinned smugly.

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Joey unfortunately wasn't having as much luck on his end. The calculus teacher had called upon him to show the class how to solve an equation, and Joey didn't understand any of it. The teacher and students were surprised that the normally brilliant CEO was struggling so much.

"Okay, so uh, you take this number, and uh, put it with this number?" Joey muttered.

The teacher, Mr. Marsh, stepped towards him in concern.

"Are you alright Mr. Kaiba?" he asked.

"Uh, yeah," Joey lied as he turned to face the man, "I just didn't get a lot of sleep last night."

"I can understand that," Mr. Marsh said, "Go sit down."

Joey sighed in relief. He put the chalk down and marched to his seat in the back row. He crossed his arms and slouched in his chair as another student got up. He hoped that by the end of the day Kaiba would get the scrolls from Ishizu and their nightmare would be over.

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Joey plopped down on the couch after getting home. Just as he started to unwind the younger Kaiba came running downstairs.

"Seto!" he cried.

Joey groaned inwardly and straightened his posture.

"What is it?" he asked.

"I got a zero on my homework!" he cried, "I tried telling the teacher you personally helped, but she wouldn't listen! She insists that the answers are wrong!"

Joey lost the color in his face. He knew he shouldn't have faked that work! What had he been thinking?

"Uh, I'm sure it's just a misunderstanding," he tried to assure the raven haired boy, "I'll have a talk with her and make things right."

"Thanks Seto, you show her who's boss!"

The boy then ran back upstairs. Joey chuckled nervously and swallowed a lump in his throat. He didn't know how he was going to make this situation right, but he had to think of something quick.

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Kaiba growled as he walked back into the Wheeler's apartment building. He couldn't believe the museum had been closed over a little paint spill. He hoped that it would be open the next day so he could finally put a stop to all this nonsense.

Sitting down on the couch he pulled out his laptop and checked his stocks. So far everything seemed to be going good for the company. The lights in the living room and kitchen flickered, and he heard rain begin to pour outside.

Kaiba looked at the clock. It was now six. Despite the fact he'd already checked up on his company he couldn't help but get the nagging feeling that he was forgetting something. He shrugged the feeling off and logged into his e-mail account.

The doorknob to the front door started to jiggle, causing Kaiba to jump in his seat. He knew that the lazy drunk was sleeping away in his room, so he had no idea who was outside. Earlier that day he'd seen cop cars in the neighborhood due to a break-in and shooting. Perhaps whoever was trying to enter was a robber.

Kaiba immediately closed up his laptop and grabbed a baseball bat off the coffee table. He didn't even know that Wheeler liked baseball, but it was convenient. The knob continued to jiggle, and then finally it started to turn. A bleak light entered the room as the front door opened and a shadowy figure began to come in. For fear of his life Kaiba ran towards the figure and began swinging at it. He heard several cries as he continued.

"AH! STOP!" a voice cried.

Kaiba got a hold of himself and put the bat down. He got a better look at the intruder and saw that it was a just a fourteen year old girl. His eyes widened as he realized that he'd attacked his rival's sister.

"Oh, uh oh," he stammered, "I, uh…"

Tears built up in Serenity's eyes as she looked up at him.

"Why did you hit me?" she whimpered.

"I am so, so sorry," he apologized, "It's just, there was a break-in earlier and I thought-"

Her eyes widened.

"There was a break-in here?" she asked in panic.

"Well, not here, but in this area," he elaborated, "Anyway, I'm really sorry."

"It's fine," she said, rubbing her teeth with her hand, "That tooth was ready to come out anyway. But, why didn't you pick me up at the station?"

Kaiba silently scolded himself. He couldn't believe that he'd forgotten about that. Between beating his sister up with a bat and leaving her all alone for an hour his rival was really going to kill him.

"I'm sorry, I lost track of the time," he lied.

Serenity sighed and rubbed her face.

"It's alright," she said, "Is dad home?"

"Yeah, but he's passed out," Kaiba said with a snort, "Good thing too. He's really getting on my nerves."

Serenity frowned.

"Oh," she said, "Well, I'm going to get an ice pack for my face."

Kaiba merely nodded and walked over towards the couch. As he opened up his laptop he hoped that Wheeler's sister wasn't nearly as annoying as the rest of the bunch. If she was anything like Mokuba then dealing with her would be easy enough. He really hoped he could get to the museum the next day.

A/N: Well, two days have gone by and things are already getting bad. No surprise there. Feel free to leave a review and give me your thoughts.