"Sorry for the delay, Mr. Kaiba," you call frantically as you enter his office. In your hands, you carry a box of files and transactions in relation to the Miramoto and Fujioka deals. It turns out that there was an embezzler found working between those two companies, and Kaiba is in a rush to make sure that Kaiba Corps won't be embroiled in any messy legal battles because of that greedy lawyer. It wouldn't be such a problem, if only he wasn't a recently departed employee. Now, you must ascertain the time line. Figure out when he started working with the offended companies, and confirm that he in no way sullied the Kaiba Corps name by virtue of his position.

You hurry over to the conference table and begin laying out the documents related even by the most minute detail to either the companies or this lawyer. Likewise, Kaiba takes out his own documents and notes about each meeting with either company, or while in the presence of Shimahebi.

He seemed a very trustworthy man. His advice was sensible, and his manners always polite and tact. You would never have suspected him of doing something so underhanded, but it seems that yet again you were wrong about how you perceived a particular nice male.

As all your attention is set on making sure this lawyer hasn't caused too much trouble that you'll have to deal with during the time your little Snow White is here, it takes a moment for you to catch the clearing of your boss's throat as he tries to get your attention. When he does, his right brow is arched ever so dangerously as his cold blue eyes pierce through you. For a moment, you almost voice your annoyance with, "Seriously?! I thought we were past this 'annoyed-condescending' gimmick!" But as you open your mouth to say so, he cuts you off and asks, "Care to explain who you brought with you?"

You turn in time to see your dear little sister in the middle of wrapping her mouth around a Kitsu Katsu bar she bought you on the way over. The pure shock splashed across her face, and embarrassment from the sudden attention paints her face quite vividly, and you can't help but laugh.

'Of course he'd have a problem with Naoko being here. He might very well think that she's here to spy on him or something,' you think to yourself with a shake of your head. You get his attention back on you to help her escape his piercing gaze, then respond.

"I couldn't very well just leave her cooped up in my apartment. I don't really have much in the way of entertainment for one, nor fresh food for the other. I'd have to have gone grocery shopping, and would have also had to buy a couple of movies for her. Not to mention, make sure no one would drop by uninvited. I mean, unless you wanted to wait an extra two hours or so for me to get here and start working on this problem?"

He squints his eyes with malice at you. You in turn cross your arms under your bust, and straighten your back. Your own brow jumps up in a questioning look. You feel yourself starting to get combative, confrontational. But this is what you and old Kaiba were like. You would get your job done—very well you would like to add, though always to his displeasure—and he would always begrudgingly accept that he couldn't fire you right then and there. Though, this is the first time you did something pretty careless without a justifiable reason. You brought your sister along because you didn't think about the fact that you should probably drop her off at home. It was on the way back to Kaiba Corps. The whole stuff about entertainment and food was just quick thinking—though very much true.

Right now, all you have at home is a carton of (probably spoiled) milk, some pretty old burned lasagna, and a lot of canned fruit and bags of granola because that's the only semi-healthy food you've been able to make sure you eat daily. A surprise really, considering how mama bear you get about your friends and Mokuba eating right...

And as for entertainment, well... Mokuba was usually in charge of that for the most part. Mokuba or Mai actually. You guys would go out to eat together, or to watch a movie. Or skating, or bowling, or to do karaoke, or... Honestly, you aren't a very exciting person unless you have someone drag you out. The rest of the time, you spend reading up on photography, and trying to make affordable lighting equipment so you can have better shots to make your portfolio stand out more.

Now that you think about it, you haven't done anything to help out your photo career in a while. Sure, you've been reading a lot more on techniques, and how to work in particular areas. You've also been looking into modeling more so that you can help tell your models how to move so that they get into the position you need, or get the expression you want so the shot can come out as desired.

And staring at Kaiba at the moment, you can't help but notice how well the blue of his tie really makes the blue of his eyes pop. And that the way his jaw is clenched at the moment really elongates his cheeks, making his cheek bones stand out a bit more. Plus, with the way the sunlight is coming in through the windows in that perfect key light angle, he just looks stunning.

'Wow, how did I never notice how sharp those lines are?' you find yourself wondering, your shoulders starting to relax as you begin to take in the image before you. But just like that, you're snapped out of your photographer mode when he suddenly turns his back on you, and demands you each get back to the business at hand.

"I'll let your irresponsibility slide this once, but don't do it again," he tells you. Then he turns to your sister and says, "And you better not go telling any journalists or any of my business rivals about what you see here.

Naoko rolls her eyes as she waives her hand dismissively at him. You watch with amusement as his eyes widen slightly at her complete disinterest in what he has to say, and have to pretend to cough when his chest jumps in surprise at how she just goes back to enjoying those sweet little Kitsu Katsu bars that survived the trip over. You do envy her ability to be able to eat so many sweets yet never really have it show, but right now, her fast metabolism and deadpan annoyance are a godsend. You take back every jealous remark you've ever made. His annoyed huff and her complete disregard over a man who almost everyone is terrified of makes this moment so much sweeter.

You grab a blank sticky note off of the pile, and begin scribbling on it as you talk to your sister.

"Ok, so Naoko, you can wait in my office. If you sign in with the LivZom profile, and use AmAlreadyDead15 as the password, you can mess around on Photoshop, or look around online."

You walk over to her and kiss her hair, completely ignoring the confused grimace she's throwing at you, and put the note in her hands. On it are the username, password, and directions to your office. It's not really far from here, but you don't want her to accidentally get locked in a closet. Yes, that doesn't happen to most people; BUT, you can't let that possibly happen to your sister the way it happened to you.

Once she's out, you get back to business and begin scanning the documents and scribbling notes on various papers. Kaiba momentarily looks at you with bemused wonder, but soon continues on with his own endeavor.

You are both on a mission to clear the company, and honestly, you two make a good team. By the time you two are finished, and you have exhausted every possible scenario that might cause any company to take legal action against you. There's only one thing that could get the company in trouble, but it's such a miniscule possibility, so un-extraordinary and insignificant, only a super anal person with a tree up their ass might use it against them.

The sun is long gone, and the moon which begins to peak just slightly besides the skyscrapers in the distance reminds you that your sister must be starving and bored out of her mind. You turn away from the window, about to voice your concern when Kaiba cuts in.

"When was the last time you ate?"

You blink, surprised, and look towards the clock. Your heart thumps uncomfortably as you see Kaiba begin to loosen his tie and take off his jacket.

"We, uh, didn't actually eat before coming," you reply as you lick your now chapped lips and shuffle towards the door.

Moments ago, you'd been craving some of that ridiculous American chocolate your sister insisted on buying to give you luck. Right now, your hunger is forgotten as fear induced adrenaline starts to kick in and makes you question what is going through your cold boss's mind at the moment. He's so stoic; only his actions ever actually give you any hints as to what he's feeling. And right now, he's showing skin. He's rolled up his sleeves and loosened his collar. His jaw is tense, and he seems to be gnawing on something.

Last time he looked like this...

Well, the last and only time was when he manhandled you, when he forced himself on you and made you hate his guts.

It was when he attacked you.

Your breathing starts to quicken as you walk backwards towards the door. You try to remain calm as you say, "Well, it's been a long day and I think my sister is really hungry by now. I'll have to go now."

At "now," you fumble with the door knob as you try to get out quickly but discreetly.

"Wait," he calls out. He takes quick, wide steps towards you. His long body reaches you sooner than you'd like and you instinctively flinch. Your arm goes up to cover your face, fist clenched and arm completely tense. Your breath stills in your chest, and you fall flat against the door as you involuntarily try to get away. Kaiba catches you by the elbows, but let's go as soon as you catch yourself.

After a moment, he says, "...I cancelled my dinner meeting to deal with the issue Kodama created. I was just going to ask if you and your sister would like to take the reservation at Narisawa as I never called to inform them of the change of plans."

He looks you up and down, waiting for your response, but thoroughly analyzing your reaction. You seem too jumpy right now, and he assumes it to be because of how hard you've been working.

Seto Kaiba works tirelessly and endlessly, but because he's always had to. He doesn't know how to stop. But, despite his apathy and lack of humanity at times, he can tell when others need rest. And you most certainly need rest.

Plus, Kaiba knows how important younger siblings can be to people like you and him.

He takes a step backwards when he sees that you're still frozen in your spot, and lets you relax. Once you're no longer filled with wide eyed, horribly concealed terror, he reaches around you and opens the door.

"We'll go there right now then. Hurry, or else we'll be late."

Kaiba walks around you and strides his way down towards your office. He opens the door wide enough to lean his torso in, then calls out, "You. Let's go; you're going to dinner."

Naoko shuffles out awkwardly, looking around in bewilderment until she spots you. Her head lightly shakes as her hands go up, making her hunch her shoulders as she mouths, "What?"

You waive your hand dismissively, but grasp hers once you're within each other's space. You whisper to not question him, then squeeze her hand reassuringly. The ride down is quiet, and unfortunately quite tense. You try to think of something to say to help ease the tension, but nothing comes to mind. It isn't until Naoko finally pipes up that the quiet is relieved—sort of.

"So, what are we eating?"

You open your mouth to respond, only to find, you have no idea. You've heard of the oh-so-popular Narisawa, but usually, guests have to book a good month in advance to be able to go. And considering the price range, you never really have had the opportunity to try it out yourself. Now that you think about it, this is quite exciting.

Kaiba cuts your sudden buzz of excitement when he curtly responds, "You'll see when we get there."

He sounds much like a tired dad having to respond to an energetic child's 100th, "Are we there yet?"

You smirk at the imagery, then find yourself hugging Naoko tightly to your chest in that motherly way you have a tendency of falling into. The elevator bell rings, and the door opens. You see Kirito look over his shoulder with a casual smile, then nervousness overcomes his face as he straightens up at the sight of Kaiba. He wishes you all a goodnight as best as he can despite his stutters, which only go away when he catches sight of one person. It doesn't escape your notice the way his eyes linger on Naoko, and how a light blush dusts his cheeks when she waives back, wishing him a goodnight as well.

'Aw, he has a crush~! How cute!' you think to yourself as you observe him through the reflective walls along the way out. Naoko is none the wiser though as she brushes her fringe away from her face.

On the way to the car, you ask your little Snow White what she wants to do tomorrow. You're none the wiser to how your boss slows down his steps by half a second to listen; you only have ears for your sister.

"I was kinda hoping we could go dancing," she responds as you all turn into the parking structure besides Kaiba Corps. As you walk down the slight downward slope, a small half smile pulls on the corner of your mouth as your face turns into a look of mock shock.

"My Snow goes out dancing? Since when? No, forget that. Where?"

Your sister laughs as she shakes her head knowingly. Your hometown is very small, and so are the nearest towns over. There were no clubs or pretty much any places to go dancing—except maybe people's houses. Those were always awkward though because the host's parents or other older relatives were there, and you could always feel their judgmental stares.

Your first time dancing wasn't until you became friends with Mai and she took you to a small club downtown. That place was more a bar than a club, but the music was popping, and the place was packed. After Mai convinced you to get at least a single drink, your discomfort with all these people bumping into you started melting away, and you really enjoyed yourself.

You love dancing, and you know Naoko will too. You watch in amusement as she begins fiddling with her soft black hair and hiding around as she starts trying to ease her way into trying to convince you: "Well, it's not like I've actually gone dancing. You know how it is back home. But, when I was riding over here on the train, I was reading up on what are the best things to do in the city, and clubs just, kept coming up. One place said it was a SIX story club! And every section has its own kind of music and ambiance, and it sounds reeaally cool, and can we go? Pleeeeeaaaaaase?"

You laugh kindly at your sister, her enthusiasm impossible to ignore. You reply that of course you can and as she wiggles her torso, fists close to her side and pumping in triumph, you begin to head towards your car.

"Where are you going?" Kaiba snaps.

You hesitate before answering, but still point to your car as you unassuredly say so. He shakes his head and responds that you don't know the way, and that you have to get there with a certain amount of time. He doesn't give you time to argue, but any argument that you might have thrown is quickly lost in your throat when he grabs your hand and pulls you to the elevator leading to his car.

Naoko squeezes your hand in surprise right as you jump, but you both say nothing. You're surprised to see how warm his hand is, and to feel how large his are compared to yours.

His grip is nothing like Mokuba's...

Inside the elevator, his hold on your hand loosens a bit, letting most of your hand free, but he doesn't let go. You're still in enough shock that you honestly don't know whether to pull away or not yourself. He doesn't seem to mind the contact though—surprisingly—so you end the elevator ride with two of your fingers wrapped by his.

Dinner was already beginning to feel awkward, but now what are you supposed to do?