Strictly Professional: Chapter 1

''Thoughts

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh.

A loud crashing noise was suddenly hear in the office of Seto Kaiba. "Damnit! This is the third time you've been late this week!" he furiously said.

"Mr. Kaiba, please have mercy! My three children are all very sick and need my care." his secretary replied.

"I don't care Ms. Kurabashi, when you started this job I specifically told you that punctuality was a necessity." Kaiba exhaled deeply and swiveled in his chair. "I'm sorry to have to do this," he paused, "actually I'm not, your fired."

Seto smirked and waved his poor ex secretary out of his office. Truthfully, Seto Kaiba didn't enjoy firing employees, for it left him in desperation of new ones to replace the old.

Now, while the famous Seto Kaiba was busy firing employees, Anzu Mazaki was on the other end of the stick. She was officially out of high school, and looking for a stable job. Unfortunately things weren't working out as well as she'd always dreamed.

Dancing, her passion, was completely out of the question. It just hadn't worked out for her. Anzu let out a long sigh and spoke to herself, 'I need to find a job or that apartment I'm looking at won't happen. Yep, she was living with Yugi Moto, not that it was a bad thing, but she knew she needed to be off on her own soon.

The job interview she was walking to was her last hope for the moment. Another obstacle in her way of work was a car. Usually, Yugi or one of her other friends could give her a ride, but lately they'd all been way too busy. Today was one of those times. She was lucky that the company she was interviewing with cooperated with her and made the appointment when she had the time and energy to walk. Luckily, she had just missed the rain.

Just then, a car came speeding by, splashing water and mud all over poor Anzu. Her eyes suddenly filled with tears as she realized she wouldn't be making it to her interview.

"It's not fair! I try so hard but nothing I do ever works!" she yelled aloud as she sat on the front stoop of someone's home. To her left she spotted a newspaper with a big, black, and bold headline that read,

GIRLS GET READY, SETO KAIBA LOOKING FOR SECRETARY.

She quickly ran over and picked the paper up. Once she had it in her delicate hands she began reading the rest of the article.

Girls, prepare yourselves for the interview of your lives. Seto Kaiba, CEO of Kaiba Corporation recently fired his secretary of six months. Sources say he's in desperate need of another employee and will be holding interviews all this week. Word is decisions won't be made until all interviews are over with. So once again girls, suit up and get out the big guns because Seto Kaiba is one tough cookie to crack.

Anzu shivered at the thought of being Kaiba's secretary. She could hardly stand being on the same blimp with him during his Battle City Tournament, how would she fare working for him?

'Oh well, I'm desperate and as much as I hate to admit it he's my only hope.'

Anzu decided it would be better to go early so she planned on going the next day shortly after the interview started. Reluctantly, she fell asleep for the night.

Seto on the other hand was too busy for sleep. He was wearily typing on his computer, and thinking about the events that would occur the next morning. 'Women automatically think that I'm looking for a date once interview time comes along.' he snorted as he thought of himself "dating."

'I've got absolutely no time for an intimate relationship.' He'd said that so many times to his little brother Mokuba who, for some reason wouldn't leave him alone about women.

Suddenly, he felt his stomach churn. He groaned and continued typing.

'This week is going to be a living Hell.'