Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!, so please don't sue me.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed! I love hearing your feedback. Sorry it took me so long to get this one out. I've been having a rough week and finally decided to get out of school, come home and curl up and die. So here's the next part. Chapter eight will be out either tonight or tommorow.
Serenity took a deep breath and walked into the building, turning around once to wave goodbye to her brother. Looking over her appearance in a mirror on the wall, she felt she looked presentable. That stopped her worry for a second, then it returned full force. She looked towards the lady at the desk and headed over.
"Hello. I'm Serenity Wheeler. I'm Mr. Kaiba's new secretary." The lady, who was chatting on the phone with someone, motioned to a paper which showed who was on each floor. Serenity looked and headed into the elevator. It was then that her simple nervousness turned into a complete and total panic.
Many different thoughts were going through Serenity's head. She was panicking like mad. What if he decided that she wasn't good after all? She needed this job to support her and her brother. The pay was good, and the hours decent, so it seemed like a great opportunity. Serenity thought about how different their life could be if she managed to keep this job. Thoughts of selling their run-down home and moving into a nicer apartment filled her mind, and she felt herself smiling slightly.
Just then, the elevator doors opened and Serenity let out a gasp. The floor was gorgeous. Her mahogany desk sat in front of some large doors, and the wine-colored carpets complemented the wood. Serenity couldn't believe what she was seeing. She had never worked in a place as extravagant as this before. It took a few moments for her to take it all in, and when she finally began focusing, she realized that someone was watching her.
"Do you like it?" asked her new boss, stepping closer. "I, personally had wanted the floor decorated in blue and white, but I was overruled." Serenity couldn't find the words. She was still in awe.
"If you don't like it, I suppose we could change the colors or something."
"No...it's gorgeous," Serenity managed to say. Kaiba laughed and began showing her where everything was. Serenity was pretty confident that she would like this job.
Mai sat in the rolling chair, her feet up on her desk and a lollipop in her mouth. She was bored out of her mind. It wasn't her fault that the only job the stupid people in this city would let her have was as a person who helped other people find jobs. Mai thought of it as an interesting version of the expression, 'those who can't do teach'.
No one ever came here, lucky for Mai. She would die if any of her friends saw her like this. Working. Just then, the bell over the door signaled the arrival of another poor soul. Mai looked up to see who this new unfortunate person was, and when she did, she wished she could have crawled in a hole and died. For the person in the doorway, looking for some assistance was none other than Joey Wheeler.
Tea was shocked when she saw who had signed up for dance lessons. Standing in front of her was none other than Yami, wearing tight black pants and a muscle shirt. Tea felt her cheeks grow hot. Was she blushing? For her pride's sake she hoped not. After all, she had taught many other guys dance. Just not this guy. There wasn't a rule against teaching friends or anything, but Tea thought it would be awkward, so she never encouraged them to take lessons. But here he was.
"Oh, hi, Tea, fancy meeting you here," he said, looking towards the ground.
"I work here. Why wouldn't I be here?" Tea asked, trying to be friendly. She wasn't sure if it was working, though.
"Oh, you work here?"
'Oh my god. Is he really this stupid or is he just playing me?' Tea wondered.
"Last time I checked I did," Tea said, giving him a fake smile. "Anyways, I guess you're my next class. Come on in." Tea motioned to the door and led Yami into the studio.
Tristan couldn't believe what he was seeing. Standing in front of him was Duke Devlin.
"I want to make you my partner," he said plainly.
Tristan was confused. Why would Duke want to make him his partner? Everyone knew that Tristan sucked at anything business. He had failed the class three years in a row. And now one of the owners of the biggest companies around wanted him to become his partner.
He had to think about it. This was a big decision for him to make. He needed time. But then again, he felt honored to have been asked. Duke was not one to pick just anyone, Tristan knew that much. He must have seen something in Tristan that had caused him to do this. Either that or he had gone completely insane. Before he could stop himself, Tristan found himself nodding his head and shaking hands. Partners. Who would have thought?