Stori gazed lazily out her window. Lana had just left for Nagasaki and hour ago, and she was already bored. Without Lana being here…then there really isn't any point in trying anything on the list of things to do. The whole point of it was to spend time with my friends…but…Stori sighed. What could she do for entertainment?

Well…there's always that

Seto sat in his office a little dazed at the moment. He had gotten a call late last night about a meeting that he was to attend to at 2:00. It was 11:45 now…he had close to three hours of work he had to do for the company till then

(Flash Back)

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Seto's black cell phone vibrated violently on the dresser beside his bed. He moaned and picked it up, groaning, "Seto Kaiba."

"Hello Mr. Kaiba. Sorry to be calling so late, but it was important that I speak to you immediately," said an English man's voice.

"About what," he said sitting up in his bed.

"Well Mr. Kaiba, I was hoping that you and I could possibly have a meeting tomorrow around 2…" said the man.

"A meeting about what? Who is this?" Seto said, more serious now.

"This is Mr. Kenosha, the CEO of the company you just meet with a couple of weeks ago. I'm sorry I couldn't speak to you about it then, I'm afraid I was a bit preoccupied at the moment…" his voice trailed off.

Seto sighed deeply before answering: "Where is the meeting being held and what is it we're discussing Mr. Kenosha."

"That, I will inform you of at the meeting; as for where it is…I would like for you to meet me at the Domino Ice House. I'm sure you know where that is?"

Seto paused for a moment to symbolize he had no clue where Mr. Kenosha was going.

"I'm a fan of the cold," Mr. Kenosha explained.

"Fine. But I will not attend if you do not at least inform me on what this little conversation will cover," Seto said firmly. He heard Mr. Kenosha sigh.

"I would really like it if we could talk about your new project your starting Mr. Kaiba, you know, the one about the Virtual Disk III?"

Seto cocked an eyebrow. Why would he want to know about a new project that they had only just begun to work on? Seto thought. He shook it out of his thoughts and replied, "Fine, but no tricks this time Kenosha!"

"Thank you, Mr. Kaiba," Mr. Kenosha said before hanging up. Seto then hung up too.

He let his eyes grow misty as his mind turned back to the last time Mr. Kenosha had tried to seclude a meeting and how he had made Seto wait for over an hour before calling him and telling him that he couldn't make it. Seto sighed.

Too…tired, Seto fell backwards into his pillow and went strait back to sleep…he was too exhausted to even want to think about work.

(End Flash Back)

Now, however, Seto regretted being so tired last night. He hadn't really thought about what Kenosha had said until just then.

Kenosha's probably trying to get idea's for his company, Seto thought bitterly as he recalled what Mr. Kenosha had said. Seto sighed again before getting up and heading out of his office door-it was time to go get Mokuba.

"C'mon you can do it!"

She turned around and started to jot backwards.

"Alright, nice work kid"

The sound of skirting arising from her feet as she skated boldly on the ground. She wasn't going to give up, no matter how hard or how long she had to practice.

Turning sharply, she tried her best to try and make spin in the air, but ended up on the hard ground beneath her instead. Damn! Why can't I get it right? She thought as she struggled to get up. As soon as she was back on her feet she tried it again, and again, and again, and again. She wasn't going to give up on this! It was her dream! And she was going to work towards it till she was 100 years old. She didn't care how long it took her, just as long as she got into the finals…just as long as she became a champion.

Seto gazed out his tinted windows. He was on his way to the meeting, the one Kenosha had, so called, "planed to be at." He still didn't believe Kenosha would be there…he never was. And Seto was sure that even if Kenosha did attend, then he would have come up with some lame excuse or some tall-tale to explain why he was either late or why he had chosen the place. Seto snarled. He wasn't at all going to tolerate any of that from a grown man older than he, himself.

Not long before Seto had left, he had gotten yet another call from Kenosha, confirming that he had made the owners cancel all practices for that day…so no one could bother them.

The only thing that confuses me, Kenosha, is why you would even do that in the first place…after all, we're going to be in one of the backrooms…why would you go to such great lengths when no one could have heard us anyways? Seto thought as they pulled up to the Domino Ice House.

"What time should I come to pick you up sir?" Asked the chafer.

"I'll call you when its time, I don't know how long Mr. Kenosha plans to keep me here," Seto replied before shutting the door and allowing the limo to go driving off.

He turned and faced the Ice House. Just then Seto's heart almost stopped. It was the gym he had passed that night when he had ran into Stori. It had been so dark outside every time he passed it that he hadn't really noticed that little detail before.

Just then he recalled the direction Stori had been coming from when ever they had ran into one another.

Well…it ran into her from the right, but she had been turning her body when I ran into her…could it be that she had been trying to make me think that she had been coming form the baseball field?

Hm. That is a good question! Oh well! There's you're hint guys! If you didn't catch it or jus thought that the hint was pointless, oh well, I guess you'll have to find out in part two of this chapter!

Disclaimer: SMB does not own YGO; she only owns these characters and stories of hers. Please no flames. Later! Yawns and g'night!