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Chapter 2

            Shizuka sat back down at her desk which was situated in the lobby of the enormous glass building. Personally, she liked her desk. She thought that it gave her a very professional appearance like she was someone, though she knew that she was simply a secretary.

            In all of her sixteen years, this was her first real job. At sixteen, she was allowed to work anywhere she wanted and that felt great! The only thing that wasn't great right now was that she had to type up yet another report that some executive had written up. She had to proofread it for spelling and grammar mistakes that the computer didn't pick up on.

            She picked up the red folder in which the report lay and opened it up staring at the hand written document in her hand. This thing had to be about twenty pages long written by hand. This would take forever.

            'Oh well, it's not like I have anywhere to go.' She thought. 'As soon as I get home, onii-chan is gonna give me some dumb pep talk about how I shouldn't work here, and I'll yell at him and we'll both be on bad terms again.'

            Yes her working for Kaiba came with some consequences.

            'Onii-chan and I used to be best friends, always there for each other. He paid for my eye operation and I was there to support him through Battle City.'

            She sighed and got to work typing the report. This guy had really awful handwriting. She could barely make out the words.

            'Now I he thinks that I betrayed him or something.'

            Shizuka took a sip of the, now cold, coffee that sat on her desk behind a box of paper clips.

            'But I didn't. I'm not working here because I want to. I need money. I have to go to college, why can't he understand that?'

***

            Spending the day with his friends had made Jounouchii Katsuya forget all about his quarrel with his baby sister, but it soon dawned over him.

            'Shizuka. How could she have gotten a job there without even talking to me first?!?'

            Jounouchii clenched his hands into fists as he walked home alone. It was about 7 PM. His little sister always used to look up to him and they were best friends. He missed that he supposed. It was sad that she no longer seemed to need him.

            'Shizuka doesn't need me anymore, but still if that bastard lays one finger on her…'

            Jounouchii walked up the porch of his apartment building and stepped into the elevator, pressing the button for the third floor, which was where he and his sister lived. He opened the door and only found an empty apartment. He walked into the living room and dropped his coat onto the plaid sofa that stood there against the wall.

            He plunked down onto the couch as well and found the remote in one of the cracks. He pulled out the mail, which he had sat on and lo and behold there it was…the invitation!

            "Yes!" he exclaimed, ripping open the envelope and looking at the small rose-colored card. He was in the big leagues now. Well that was one good thing in his life anyway. He promptly put the remote down. He didn't want to watch TV anymore anyway.

            'Whenever I dueled before, Shizuka was there for me.' He thought. He didn't think, however, that it would be the same this time. 'But did she have to go work for Kaiba of all people? KAIBA?!?' He slammed his fist down onto the arm of the couch, which was made of wood, so it hurt a lot.

            "OUCH!" Jounouchii exclaimed, babying his injured hand since earlier he had also hit the ground with it in an attempt to sock Honda. It was not a good day for his hand.

            He threw the invitation down onto the carpeting and reclined his head back on the couch. 'Maybe I'll sleep it off.' He thought.

            He collapsed his head onto the pillow that garnished the sofa and closed his eyes, drifting off to sleep in a matter of minutes; therefore he didn't hear the door open and close again as his sister came home.

            Shizuka was exhausted. She was almost done with that last report, almost. She couldn't take it anymore though. Sleep was what she needed.

            Walking into the living room, she noticed her brother on the couch, and had an overwhelming urge to put a blanket over his sleeping figure, but decided against it because she was mad at him still.

            In fact, she was glad that he was asleep because he wouldn't bother her about her career path just yet.

            She hung her jacket up in the closet and went into the kitchen, on the way she picked up Jounouchii's invitation and read it. She had remembered giving a similar one to Kaiba. It was for a Duel Monsters Tournament. Not that she had ever been interested in that but still. After reading through the card, she put it back onto the rug.

            Once in the kitchen, she took a health bar out of the cupboard and chewed on it. It was kinda gross, but she was watching her figure these days.

            Opening her briefcase, she took out her list of emails that she had to respond to while she was at home so that she didn't have to do it in the morning. Hooking her laptop up to the wall, she began typing as fast as her fingers could go.

***

            Seto Kaiba wiped his forehead and closed his lap top. Normally he might work through all kinds of strange hour of the night, but not today. He was ready to drop dead. He had fired three people that day for taking too long to complete projects and it was stress, firing people that is.

            He stood up and stretched his arms towards the ceiling. Sitting down all day could make you kind of uncomfortable, especially when you sit and type at a computer all day. It really caused the back of your neck to ache quite a bit.

            Now his day was done and there was nothing left to do except for walk over to that very nice looking leather sofa and fall into it face first and sleep and dream…

            "Nii-sama!"

 Well that was a rude awakening.

            Seto immediately perked up at the sound of his little brother's voice as Mokuba came bounding into the office and jumped onto the leather sofa.

            "Be careful, that couch cost a fortune." Seto mumbled under his breath, but loud enough for Mokuba to hear.

            "C'mon nii-sama! You're no fun!" Mokuba replied as he hugged one of the pillows that lay against the back of the leather sofa.

            Wasn't that the truth?

            Seto sighed and sat down on the couch next to Mokuba.

            "How was school?" he asked, absentmindedly. It's not that he even really cared; it just seemed like a responsible thing to ask of his brother.

            "Boring!" Mokuba replied, still hugging the cranberry-colored pillow. "Why do you always ask that anyway, it's the same everyday!" he said, making Seto smile a little bit.

            "There's another tournament coming up." Seto said.

            Mokuba lit up. "Really nii-sama? Are you going? Am I going? Are you going to win?" The questions came like an assault.

            "Calm down will ya? Yeah we're going."

            "All right! No school!" Mokuba jumped off of the couch and raised his fists in the air.

            "Only if you get a good report card." Seto finished.

            Mokuba's face sank. "What?"

            "You heard me, how can you miss school unless your grades are good?" Seto asked. He didn't even think that he was serious, but it was an effective method in getting Mokuba to study more than he normally did.

            "Ok then nii-sama!" Mokuba was once again back to his happy, chocolate-high self as he leapt into his brother's lap and wrapped his arms around Seto's neck. Seto put one arm around his brother and the other to his head. He had a headache. What else was new?

            Somehow he knew that the next day would be no different.

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