Hey guys! Sorry it's been so long! I haven't been daydreaming enough lately. But now I have the entire plot for Gleaming set out! :cheers: Hmm. :checks how many reviews she has: Hm. 31. We only need 100 reviews till the end of the story if you guys want me to take a request. Oh, and a note: "Chicken Soup for the Anime Soul" was taken off the site by whoever runs Fanfiction. Anyway, Lets answer reviews!

Enje Yekam: Shhh! :looks both ways: Seto might hear you! :beams: Glad you liked the story though!

Sakurelle: Oh really? May I ask what you're hunch is? Tell me! Or not, that's fine too! ;)

Amme Moto: The –san at the end of the names is honorific for Mr., Mrs., Ms., or Miss. Glad you're enjoying the story!

MidnightBallad: Glad you liked it! I have a bit of an obsession with eyes myself, as my eyes are quite boring. I'm quite boring. I need to get a life.

Alright! Let's get this stone rolling!

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After a while of talking, Mokuba left, leaving the room quiet and still. Lying back on her pillows, Takaya sighed. "If only be could find a way to bottle up all that energy, we could sell it for a lot of money."

Lonu chuckled, picking up a clipboard and a pen. "So tell me dear, do you love him as much as everyone else does? The older Kaiba I mean."

Takaya crossed her legs carefully. The acupuncture was taking its affect, so she couldn't feel any pain at all. "He could be nicer, but he saved my life, and I guess I'm grateful for that."

Lonu took some neatly folded clothes from a drawer and set them on the bed. "Go ahead and get dressed dear, and while you do so, I need to ask you some questions."

So while Takaya dressed herself in the jeans, purple shirt, and white indoor shoes, Lonu went on ahead with the questions. They were easy questions, like "what's your full name" and "how old are you?"

"Okay dear, last question. Where do you live, and how can I contact your parents?"

She should have known that question would be coming. "Parents?" she asked hesitantly.

"Why of course! You're parents must be worried sick!" She paused, looking at the expression on Takaya's face. "Oh. Well that's just another thing you and Kaiba-san have in common then." She checked something down on her clipboard.

Takaya raised her eyebrows. "So you know…"

Lonu nodded. "That you live in an orphanage, yes."

"And Kaiba…"

Lonu nodded again. "Used to also live in an orphanage, yes."

There was an awkward silence for a moment. "Wait, what do you mean, 'one more thing we have in common?'"

Lonu chuckled as she headed for the door. "Hot-headedness, stubbornness, orneriness; just to name a few." She opened the door and turned back to Takaya. "A guard should be here soon to take you to Kaiba-sans office. I'll see you in a little while Kaya-chan." She winked, leaving and closing the door behind her.

After Lonu left, Takaya realized how empty the room was. Plain white curtains, a hospital bed. She scanned her eyes across the room. Her eyes caught on something gleaming on the dresser.

Walking over to it, she picked it up. It was the small Blue Eyes White Dragon figure from the hood of Kaiba's limo. It felt warm in her hands from the light of the small lamp it had been set under.

There was a knock on the door, so Takaya put the ornament in her cargo pocket and opened the door. A large guard stood there, wearing a black suit and sunglasses. He silently motioned for him to follow her, so she did.

Through the winding hallways, and up endless flights of stairs they went, finally came to a large door. No, this door was beyond large. Each door was as wide as six of her, and went all the way up to the ceiling.

The guard knocked on the door. "Sir, I have the girl," he said.

"Then send her in!"

The guard opened the door and let her in. As soon as she was in the room, the door slammed behind her, making her jump a little bit. She looked over at the desk, where Kaiba was glaring at her from behind a stack of paperwork.

"What are you waiting for? Get your sorry ass over here," he snapped.

Takaya tried to glare at him, but her face wouldn't let her. Instead, she blushed and looked down at the carpet. She quietly went to the desk and sat down in the chair in front of it.

"Well Taka-chan," he said, continuing his death-glare. "Both Lonu and Mokuba have asked me to let you stay here." He leaned back in his chair and put his fingertips together.

Takaya raised an eyebrow. And he was actually considering it?

"Lonu I could care less about, but since Mokuba asked, I've arranged to have you stay here for 2 weeks. If you can show me you deserve it, and if you aren't a total embarrassment at my annual company Christmas dinner, you will be allowed to stay here as long as needed." He looked back down at his papers and started to write.

Not knowing what to do, Takaya sat in her chair for several moments. Realizing she hadn't left, Seto raised his eyes to her. "Are you going to leave or not?" he asked rudely. Nodding, Takaya quickly stood up and made her way for the door, blushing like a maniac.

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Yayness! I have finally gotten a chapter up! It's a sign of the apocalypse! AH! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES! ::runs around in circles, eventually slamming into a wall::