Arien's Shadow: Aha, yeah I wanted her to give Kaiba a taste of his own medicine. Muahahaha. Thanks!

Sphincter: Um...interesting name! But here's more nonetheless.

MaiValentinefan: Awww, thanks so much! pounce

Author's note: Argh, sorry about the whole being REALLY descriptive. Just want to give you a visual.

I also forgot to mention in my last chapter. I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! or anything related to that in that matter.

I do own Leigha and stuff so copyright to her. Yay.

As the young woman headed down the street to her current shelter, she kept her eyes on the sidewalk the whole time. She didn't want to attract anymore attention than she already had at the office, and the beginning of her walk home. Her apartment was only a mere 5 blocks from Kaiba Corp, which she thought about gratefully, but it seemed more like 15 miles to her since she didn't have a car just yet.

But that will change soon enough

She chuckled as she thought about the pay she would receive and finally save for a car she had always needed.

She fumbled around her purse for her keys and found them after she spotted a black limo speed by.

What in the world? A limo? Speeding?

She honestly thought they were for show, and for all those fancy celebrities that couldn't seem to drive themselves are let alone walk

She snorted at the thought.

She unlocked her door and walked in while throwing the folder on the couch a few feet in front of her. She sighed deeply before taking in her surroundings.

Her living room (A/N: if you could call it that) was about the size of a small bedroom, but it didn't matter to her. As long as she had her own space she was happy, and she didn't have that many things to furnish it anyway. Yet the room gave off a feeling of homeliness. She decided to paint the walls a dark olive green before moving in. Her couch a few feet in front of her in a dark forest green color. To her right was a recliner the same color, and to her left her simple 15 by 15 television stood on an oak stand. She had a few plants in the corners and it gave it an even more homely feel. She only wished she could get rid of the old brown carpet that was laid at her very feet. She shrugged and headed over to the couch.

A small kitchen was to her left as she made her way to the couch. Its walls were of cream and matched the white counters, white refrigerator and white marble table. She felt more at ease when she noticed the tiles were old-fashioned black and white, but it didn't bother her much.

Not that the interview was exhausting but she went through a lot of other things throughout the day before her interview, and she fell back on the couch and gave a long sigh. Earlier before heading to Kaiba Corp, she stopped by at a few stores to buy some things she needed. She had already brought the bags back to her apartment before taking another 5 blocks back to Kaiba Corp. She took her belongings she had left in the living room back to her room to sort out and put in their proper drawers.

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Leigha Mouto grabbed a bagel and poured herself some coffee and headed out the door. While walking on her way to Kaiba Corp, now dressed in gray and blue plaid dress capri pants (A/N: Eh… looks better than sounds), a black camisole with a white sheer blouse on top, a satin light blue ribbon sash tied at her waste, and white open-toed heels. Her hair, as always, was down in two small clips on the side of her head. But instead of straight hair, she curled the ends. She had decided to go more casually and it wouldn't hurt since she was hired anyway, and didn't need to prove anything by the ways she looked. Even if she knew, first impressions were usually based on someone's attire.

She headed through the front doors to be greeted by the receptionist. She was unusually happy this morning. Yesterday she gave her a sharp tone that she was quickly replied to with. Leigha had thought that she had learned from her mistake.

As she headed up the stairs a short man had stopped her. He had rough raven hair and dark blue eyes.

"Miss!" she tugged at her shirt. She quickly pushed his hand off thinking it was just another man looking for some 'fun'. But she had realized this man was not a man at all, but a young boy.

"I'm sorry, I thought you were someone else…" she started to drift off.

"No. And it's all right, I understand there are a lot of people here that look like me," he said a little sarcastically and gave her an eyebrow raise and a smirk.

She chuckled to this boy's absolute cuteness, and wondered where he had become so witty. She patted him on the head and asked him warmly, "What do you need?" She couldn't seem to be cold to the boy and smiled at him.

"I was on my way to my brother's office, but figured out that he had moved it to another location…I was wondering if you'd be so kind as to help me locate it," he stated and gave her a friendly grin.

"Well- say, I don't know your name, what is it?" she knelt down to his level and waited for an answer.

"Mokuba. Mokuba Kaiba," he said.

'Hey…I know that name, I'm working for-' it suddenly hit her.

"Kaiba! Sorry but, are you related to Seto Kaiba?" she asked astonished at the difference in personality but not quiet so much in appearance. Mokuba still possessed Seto's close physical resemblance.

They were interrupted by a low, cold voice that causes chills to run up anyone's spine and she spun around to her boss with his arms crossed.

"Yes he is, but that is far from the point why you, Leigha Mouto, are here," his voice was dangerous, and all other employees that were in the area, started to work furiously on what they needed to do at the sound of the powerful CEO's voice.

Leigha stood up straight to face the tall 6'1" brunette, with those azure eyes, glaring into her own bright greens, with mere slits to accompany his scowl.

"Seto!" Mokuba cried out, and rushed over to his brother and stood confidently in front of him. He looked so small compared to his much taller sibling.

"She was going to help me find your office, I didn't know you had moved it," he said with a confused expression.

"Hmph, come Mokuba. I'll show you my new office. Leigha, I trust you can handle today on your own?" he asked her giving her a small smirk.

"Yes, I can manage on my own Kaiba," she eyed him but gave a slight nod and headed towards her workspace in front of Seto's office.

When entering the elevator, she kept noticing a few stared in her direction. She felt irritated and wanted to snap at the people giving her the looks, but thought better of it and kept her thoughts to herself.

'Bloody idiots. Can't keep their eyes to themselves' she scowled again as she focused on what her schedule was for the day.

She stepped out of the elevator once it reached the top floor, she looked around curiously at the emptiness, but figured Kaiba liked the silence and to be secluded. There were only a few cubicles at her left and to her right ran a long wall all the way to the oak door which she had the pleasure of opening the day before. She walked through the long hall and not two steps after walking someone came out of their workspace and ran into her.

Papers flew everywhere and the man look irritated at her, but the moment he caught sight of her surprised face his irritability turned mischievous and grabbed her arm.

"What's a pretty face like you doing on the top floor all by yourself?" he tried to seduce her. But she had gotten these types of lines all the time.

Leigha's surprised face turned quickly in disgust as she tried to get out of the man's hold.

"If you don't get your hands off me, you won't have either of them when I'm finished with you!" she sneered.

"Ooh! Feisty are we?" he slurred. "I can fix that," he started to come in towards her but was stopped suddenly.

"Mitchell! I don't pay you to mess with my employees! If I see you lay a finger on her again, I'll personally make sure to deal with you," a very familiar voice spat at him.

That hadn't come out how I had planned, he better not get the wrong idea

"Mr. Kaiba, sir! Of course! I'll get back to work," he cringed as he slithered away to his cubicle.

He got the wrong idea

Seto sighed in annoyance and turned his gaze back to Leigha.

"I thought you were supposed to be working," he started to come towards her but stopped when he was inches away from her.

She could feel Seto's breath on her face as she looked up at him, her eyes slightly narrowed.

Ha! As if he figured I was slacking on the job on purpose! I wouldn't want that dolt he calls Mitchell ever near me again

Her eyes continued to narrow.

"It wasn't as if I was asking for it," she retorted.

She started to walk away but Seto had her cornered in that area. He started to lean his hands on the wall in front of him so Leigha couldn't escape. Unfortunately for her, she couldn't, and Seto had her trapped with him in that little area.

"You didn't seem to mind he was coming at you before I interfered," a small smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"Oh contraire, Mr. Kaiba, I very much so minded that he was coming at me, and in that manner, but you're not doing a better job at it either," this time it was her turn to smirk a mischievous glint in her eye.

"But then again," she had started to pull at his shirt towards her. Seto could see every detail in her face, her fair skin, her arched eyebrows, full lips, and those eyes that captivated him so before. Seto was screaming in his head to get away.

Why can't I push away?

Before their lips could touch, a mere centimeter apart, she pushed him away and started walking back downstairs to finish her duties. She couldn't help but look back at her employers stunned expression and laugh to herself, as she strode away.

Seto sighed in relief, he really wasn't ready for that. She had caught him off guard, and he couldn't find any way to push her off or get away. Had he really wanted that kiss?

Ugh! No! Keep your mind off of her and get to work!

He snapped back to reality when he opened the door and saw Mokuba fast asleep on the leather couch to the left of his desk.

There has to be something I can do to keep my mind on something else

As Seto started to scan through all his holographic systems his eyes started to feel heavy and surprisingly to himself, he dozed off, with his head next to his laptop.