NOTE: I HAVE FIGURED OUT WHAT THE FINAL PAIRING WILL BE! MUWHAHAHAHA! No, I'm kidding about being all evilly…with the laugh and all. I guarantee: everyone will love how I've planned this out, okies? You'll all love it…because I don't care who you "vote" for, because I've got it mapped out already! Anywho, on with the story!

PS: SO SORRY for the late update! I know my promise of "an update a month" but December was a REALLY BUSY MONTH! Let me recap: Exams…Christmas shopping…writing one heck of a Christmas one-shot (just felt I had to)…and vacation (where I was working on other stuff that HAD to come before fanfiction, capice?) Okies? I'm SO SORRY, as I've said, so please forgive, forget and read!

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

Chapter 10: Secretarial Affairs

Anzu stopped. "Y-You're secretary!"

"Isn't that what I said?" Seto replied.

"Well, yes…but I'm hardly qualified!"

Seto scrutinized her, "A daft one, aren't you? You don't need to be qualified for squat if you wish to be a secretary. All you do is direct calls, take calls, sort paperwork and arrange meetings. It's that simple."

"Uh huh," Anzu leaned against the motorcycle on her elbow. "And tell me this, oh wise one," she directed, half mockingly at Seto, who gave her a thanks-for-the-not-so-flattering-comment look back at her, "how would it look exactly if I -dancing star Anzu Mazaki- suddenly, out of the blue became a secretary? Tell me: how would that look to the public? The press? Anyone!"

Anzu had been thinking. If the press found out about this: one, what would they say to the idea of a professional dancer working as a lowly secretary? Second: what of when they found out she was working for Kaiba Corp.? Would they suspect she was after more than a job? Possibly one of the top men there?

Seto looked like he was on the verge of laughing.

Anzu frowned, "What's so funny? I see no humor in this! Please point out the comedy in fine print!"

"Ah, it's nothing, Mazaki. You just sound…like-"

"The old you?" Anzu finished for him, looking away. Seto stopped and looked at her.

"How did-?"

"You're not the first person to say that. My friends have said that. I'm even admitting it to myself. I honestly hate thinking of myself that way…but I can't help it. Fame and New York have really gone to my head," Anzu turned and leaned her back against the motorcycle this time, putting her fingers against her eyes.

Seto looked her over. She really did look put down by the comment. He sighed. He supposed he ought to make it up to her….

"Tell you what. To answer your problems, here's what you do:" Anzu looked up. She was listening now. "You disguise yourself when…if…you come to work."

Anzu looked at him as if he had just knelt down and asked her to marry him: a look of insanity.

"Do you honestly think that will work?" Anzu retorted. Ideas were coming to her, however, "Then again…."

"It'd be very easy to prove if you can sufficiently disguise yourself," Seto replied. Holy cow, he couldn't believe all this. He was actually offering Anzu Mazaki a job; AND helping her with her problems! What wouldn't he do this night?

Seto preferred not to think about that right now.

Especially with his brothers' influences still fresh in his mind.

"How?" Anzu inquired.

Seto smirked. How fun this would be….

"First of all: do you actually accept this position?" Seto stared her straight in the eye.

Anzu stared back. This wasn't just some flimsy idea she could toy with. This was serious. She would be working for a major company. If she screwed up, she could make something in the whole company screw up. This was serious.

She smiled, "I understand the seriousness of all this: nevertheless, I have nothing else to spend my time with!"

Anzu eyed herself in the mirror the next morning. Goodness, she looked ridiculous. Seto had told her to make herself as un-Anzu-ish as possible. That meant loads of make-up, clip-on earrings that were made to look real, fake glasses frames and a different hairstyle apart from her usual public one: a ponytail. She had chosen to part her hair severely on one side and bring it over to the other. Then, she put in an elegant clip on the longer side of the uneven part, and let it all hang down.

She looked at her full appearance: a lavender business suit (skirt, not pants), nylons, high-heels, and her transformed face. Even she didn't recognize herself in this mirror. She put on a couple of trinkets of jewelry, grabbed her purse and set off. Half of this stuff had come from dance performances she had been in. She had always wondered if it would ever pose as useful ever again.

She had decided yesterday to pose as a very young woman, whom were always trying to look her best just for Seto Kaiba, as all young women usually did. However, those, of course, were not Anzu's true intentions.

Were they?

Of course not! Anzu laughed to herself in the car. What a ridiculous idea! Her, getting together with one of the Kaiba brothers!

And then, a couple she bypassed on the sidewalk jogged her memory…..

"Devil?" Mokuba gave her a devilish smirk. "You think that's being a devil. Anzu Mazaki, I have much to show you about devilish ways."

"What's that supposed to mean-" Anzu suddenly stopped when she felt the pressure of Mokuba's lips on hers.

She blushed at the memory. Okay…so maybe there was a faint possibility. Or, maybe the two had just been caught up in the heat of the moment! Yes! That was a good explanation for it!

A knock came at Seto Kaiba's office door on the top floor of the Kaiba Corp. main building.

"Enter," was the simple command.

A young man –Seto recognized him as the Head of Foreign Management poked his head in. He was a bit red in the cheeks. "Sir…umm…I think your new secretary has…" he gulped, "arrived." Seto raised an eyebrow. If Anzu was the cause of this man's worry…boy, was he in for a show. And, her disguise was working if this man hadn't noted who she was. Then again, he might not even know of her.

"Send her in," he reclined in his chair, folding his hands across his lap. The man disappeared, and Anzu was almost shoved in.

Seto blinked. This was Anzu? Well, she certainly had done a good job of disguising herself.

"Hey," Anzu gave a small wave. "So…" she stopped when Seto got up from his chair and started advancing toward her. Anzu stumbled backwards a bit, but regained balance.

Seto circled around her, eyeing her from every possible viewpoint. Anzu looked at this with disdain.

"Were you a vulture before this life, instead of an Egyptian priest or something?" Anzu blurted out. Seto stopped and glared at her. Anzu smirked, "Still touchy about that subject, aren't we?"

Seto stepped closer to her and grabbed her chin immediately, looking over her face. Anzu involuntarily tried to pull away, but Seto grabbed her upper arm, keeping her planted.

"Hmm…you were much prettier without the make-up," Anzu was aghast at the compliment. But it was short-lived, "However, no matter how much make-up you put on, you still can't hide yourself. Same snappy mouth…same over-exertion…same conceitedness-"

"I am not conceited!" Anzu snapped, jerking away from him. Seto looked amused.

"Believe what you want, Miss Mazaki. Ah, that reminds me. You won't be using your true name around here, I hope you know. If you're so keen on keeping your identity hidden, you'll be known around here as Miss Tea Gardner."

Anzu looked at him, confused, "Where did you get that name?"

Seto shrugged slightly, "I have my sources. Now, I suggest you begin working immediately. Your desk is right outside my office. I assume you know that rules and regulations?" Anzu nodded. "Good. You may leave now."

Anzu nodded, and walked towards the door. Just as she was about to step out, Seto's voice flowed through the room again, "Oh, and Miss Gardner?"

Anzu stopped, "Yes?"

Seto smirked, "Yes, sir. …I would keep that outlandish attitude of yours toned down a bit. It could attract unwanted and unneeded attention. It wouldn't be a good thing to show the rest of my employees."

Anzu scowled, "Yes," she paused, and then in a mocking voice, added, "sir." She walked out the door before Seto could say anything else.

Seto shook his head and collapsed into his seat. He was getting much too soft.

"'Yes sir,' he says: blah!" Anzu, or rather, Tea muttered under her breath as she took her seat at the desk right outside Seto's office. "Why did I take this job again? Oh right…I was dead bored! Good Lord, I really need to control who I talk to about certain things."

Anzu looked around at the desk. There were already a few piles of papers and envelopes on the desk. "So…what am I supposed to do now?"

"I take it you're new here, right?" a voice spoke up.

Anzu looked up, "Yes: yes I am." She stopped suddenly and recognized the face. "Mokuba!"

Mokuba narrowed his eyes, "Yes…and that's sir to you."

Anzu's eyes widened. And then it hit her. Of course! Her "disguise"! It was working perfectly! If Mokuba of all people couldn't recognize her…then she really ought to be safe. The look of recognition stayed within her eyes.

Mokuba noticed this, "Ma'am…do I know you, by any chance?"

"Oh me?" Anzu faked, "Heavens no!"

"I thought so," Mokuba nodded. "Now…you were saying you didn't know what to do?"

Anzu looked away sheepishly, "Well…yes, sort of."

"Some boss," Mokuba muttered under his breath, "Seto doesn't even tell his employees what they are doing.

"Well…he did give me the general gist of what I was to do…but nothing in detail."

"So I see…. Well, I would start with sending out those envelopes," Mokuba gestured over to the pile, "And then I would get to work on sorting out papers."

"Sorting by what?"

"Companies and subjects…such as proposals or meetings and the lot. You get it now?"

"I think so…."

"Alright. I'll just be on my way…oh wait," Mokuba looked at the stack of papers in his hands, "The reasons I came here. Here you are," he dumped the stack in front of her, "more to sort."

Anzu blinked. That didn't at all sound like something Mokuba would say. Oh well, it just meant that Anzu was safe from other eyes.

"Thank you for your time," Anzu nodded, taking the papers. Mokuba nodded and then walked off down the hallway and turning left.

Anzu looked at the many piles on her desk. She sighed. Well…at least she wouldn't be bored for a while.

Anzu rejoiced when the intercom came on, announcing the hour and a half lunch break. Then, she smacked herself. She hadn't even thought about bringing even a small sandwich for lunch! Oh well…there had to be some sort of business lounge here where the workers could go for lunch.

She stood and began walking around, looking for this lounge. She stopped and asked a man with a cup of coffee if there was any such room.

She tapped the man's shoulder, "Excuse me, sir," she started. The man turned and stopped, almost dropping his coffee. For a moment, Anzu thought he could see through her disguise, however, she was quite wrong.

"Can I help you miss?" he put on a smile and looked at her expectantly.

"Umm…yes, please. I'm new here-"

"I could tell," he said, his eyes trailing down her body. Anzu scowled slightly and coughed a bit to get the man's attention back up to her face.

"Tell me…does Kaiba Corp of some sort of…lounge where you say…get that coffee or something?" she gestured to the cup in his hand.

"Why certainly! Here, let me lead you," he used his spare hand to gently push on her elbow. Anzu frowned mentally. Who did this guy think he was to start towing her around like his girlfriend?

"Here we are," he announced, showing her to the front of the lounge. There were plenty of workers standing and sitting about inside, drinking, eating, laughing and talking.

Suddenly, Anzu spotted a familiar head of green hair, "Thank you, sir," she turned to the man, and then departed for Noa. She was just about to greet him, when she stopped, right behind him, remembering that he wasn't supposed to know her here.

"Shoot," she whispered.

Noa then turned around, and jumped at the sudden sight of her right behind him. He juggled with the packaged and cold hamburger he had been getting and practically dropped it, had Anzu herself not caught it.

"Ah…um, here," she smiled, handing the pathetic looking burger back to him. Noa was wearing his glasses at the moment; probably having been due to reading what the code was for what food he wanted. Goodness he looks great in those glasses… Anzu mentally sighed, without thinking.

"Thanks," Noa took it back, "So…are you new here?"

"Yes…. I'm Mr. Kaiba's-" she stopped when he saw a bit of confusion flutter across his face. She fixed her mistake, "Mr. Seto Kaiba's new…secretary." Noa's eyes widened slightly.

"Oh…I see," he replied.

"Yes…well, it was a pleasure meeting you, Mr. Kaiba," Anzu lied (about meeting him now, that is), "Goodbye."

"Good day," Noa replied uncertainly.

"I see you've met Seto's new worker," Mokuba suddenly appeared right beside his brother.

"Yes…pretty thing, though, isn't she?"

"Yes, very. Probably trying to suck up to Seto."

"True, true. A little too much make-up though, don't you think?"

"Indeed."

"…And of course, she's no where near as pretty as Anzu is," Noa looked sideways at Mokuba.

Mokuba looked back at him, "Of course," he nodded, still watching his brother closely.

Anzu proceeded to looking over a selection of foods. She was looking at a particularly delectable looking chicken wrap, and then went to dig through her purse for some change.

"Drat…no change," Anzu muttered. "Figures. How about some ones?" Anzu looked through her list of bills. She frowned, "Oh come on! After that meeting with Mai and Shizuka, I was positive I put ones in here! Fives maybe?" she dug through the bills again. Anzu scowled when she couldn't find any.

Anzu sighed angrily and stomped off towards the exit of the lounge, going to search for some change machine or something of the sort.

She bumped into someone right in the doorway. Thoroughly ticked, Anzu looked up, ready to give this person a small piece of her mind, due to her overactive temper, and noticed it was her very own boss, Seto Kaiba.

He seemed to be enjoying the looks playing across Anzu's face, "Stressed at all, Gardner?"

Anzu gritted her teeth, "Not. At. All."

"Pray tell where you are going?" Seto stepped aside slightly, giving her barely any room to walk by.

Anzu bit her lip and looked away. She then looked up at Seto and gave a very small and sheepish smile…if one could call it that. She held up a hand with a bill in it, "Got change for a twenty?"

Anzu was still mentally smacking herself as she worked back at the desk after lunch. She had asked Seto Kaiba for change! That was…she didn't know what it was! It just seemed impossible that she had done it!

What had happened was that he hadn't given her change. Instead, he had directed her, albeit vaguely, with just a point of his finger, towards the machine that took bills in exchange for coins (or, because the Kaibas were so advanced, actual paper money).

She had seen the repressed laughter not only on his mouth, but in his eyes too. He had thought the situation to be funny!

This was going to be a stressing job….

A couple weeks into the job, Anzu really was stressed. It seemed Seto had been giving her extra work or something. Why me? WHY! Probably trying to reprimand himself for actually telling me about this job and letting me have it…. Some guys never change…. However…I can see why he was such a sore bum back in high school. This work can really get to people.

Anzu jumped as she suddenly collided into something.

She looked up, irritated, "Oh, excuse me, sir," she directed to Mokuba, whom she had just ran into. She stepped aside and walked off to the elevator.

Mokuba raised an eyebrow. This secretary was the most stressed he had ever seen from the ones Seto had hired. It took the others at least a month or two to crack under the pressure.

Why do I get the feeling there's something going on here that I don't know about?

"Seto?" Mokuba stepped into his brother's office, unannounced.

"Yes?" Seto continued to type on his laptop.

Getting straight to the point, Mokuba started, "Um…you wouldn't, by any chance, seem to be overworking…Miss Gardner…on purpose, would you?"

A pause sounded in the room. The keys on the keyboard halted, but only briefly, "Why would you say something like that?"

"By inferences and observations," Mokuba replied.

"Kaiba Corp. has been busy lately. That is something that I am unaccountable for. Have your forgotten our delicate meetings with Saffron Inc. lately?"

"Of course not. However…you just seem to be putting more work on her than any other secretary…."

"Like I said: we've been busy lately," Seto replied, not looking up, "Why would I purposely do something like that?"

I can think of a few reasons, Mokuba thought. At least I can mark out my earlier suspicions about him and her…. "Whatever. I was just wondering."

"Why?"

"Why what?" Mokuba turned around to face his brother once more.

"Why were you wondering? Concerned, perhaps?" Seto looked up shortly.

Mokuba scrunched his eyebrows, "Heck no. If I know what you're thinking, then it's a definite 'no.'" He knows how much I care for Anzu…and not this newcomer. Mokuba saw a small smirk appearing on his brother's face before his head bent back down.

"Very well. Get back to work then." Mokuba left without another word.

Seto stopped as soon as Mokuba was gone. So maybe I have been overworking her a little…. Serves her right for all of those years where she and her friends didn't have a clue what was going on: al they cared about was their consistent babbling about "Hey Kaiba, why don't you hang with us for a while?" It made me sick….

Still…. Seto sighed. Why am I doing this again? He stood up and walked over to his office doors. He placed a hand on one handle and slowly and quietly opened it a smidge. Seto peered out of his office at the desk next to it.

Anzu sat, surrounded by papers. Her head was in her hands. She was murmuring some things….

"It never ends…. Should've expected this…. Just think of it as going back into dancing…. Just as much work…just not physically…. I asked for it…. Ought to make the best of it…. Alright, Kaiba, I understand what you've felt now…. Good Lord, have mercy…."

Seto jumped ever so slightly when she had seemed to be speaking directly to him. But in truth, she didn't even know of his presence.

"I'll work again in a minute…or two…" Tea sighed, "Haven't had as much sleep as usual…just a minute…."

Seto rolled his eyes. She should have been used to this sleep exchange by now. It was almost the same as an old school night nine years ago. And he was sure her dancing must have been on somewhat of the same schedule.

But she did seem more stressed than others had when he had put this work on the others.

Not knowing why he was doing this, Seto stepped outside quietly. He walked over to her desk. There was a medium stack of papers on her desk, that didn't even look like it was close to being sorted. He took the stack and walked back to the doors. He turned around to see if she had noticed anything.

She still had her head in her hands.

She did look attractive though, in a stressed sort of way….

And that was when Seto stated that he had officially gone crazy.

Anzu looked up after a minute. She was ready to get back to work now. She squinted. Anzu swore there had been another stack of papers here.

She stood up and frantically started pouring over, under and around the desk.

"Oh come on! Where are they!" she asked herself, sifting through the drawers in the desk. "Kaiba's gonna kill me! Those were the really important faxes, I think."

Anzu slumped back into her seat and groaned. It was best to tell him now…get sacked, and never see him again, before he decided to come out and demand the papers.

Anzu sighed and put her elbow on the desk, while trying to hold the bridge of her nose. It was a normal pose for a frustrated Anzu. She found the fake glasses to be in the way though.

"Stupid glasses," she sighed, taking them off and tossing them to who knows where. Who cared if the stupid glass broke? It was just glass…nothing special…probably fake glass anyway, so she wouldn't hurt her eyes with real glasses. She could always have the frames repaired.

She had also put her hair back up in a regular, perhaps sloppy, but for the main part, regular, ponytail. Her hair was beginning to get in her face while she worked. That always made Anzu uncomfortable.

She sighed, and didn't hear the footsteps approaching.

"Might these be yours?" a familiar voice asked. Anzu looked up.

"Noa!" she gasped, then added, "Sir…mister…uh…."

But Noa was just staring back at her with a look of awe on his face.

I must be seeing things… he decided. Stupid glasses…that must be it. Noa took off his glasses. He jumped slightly, still in shock.

"Anzu! Is that you?"

Anzu looked from side to side, "Uh…surprise, surprise?"

"What are you doing here?" Noa placed her "glasses" on the desk and half sat on the edge (by half sat, I mean he had half of one leg sitting there, with the rest of it dangling off the edge and his other leg supporting him on the ground, you know? Aw…it's too hard to explain….).

"Isn't it obvious? I work here now," she replied.

"Work here? When did this happen?" Noa's eyebrows furrowed.

"Um…since Kaiba hired me a couple weeks ago."

"He never said anything…" Noa stated suspiciously, his gaze lingering over to his brother's closed office.

"Well, I guess he was doing it out of respect."

Noa gave her a look of confusion, "What?"

"Well…I said it would look weird if I, Anzu Mazaki, suddenly went and got a lowly secretary job, you know? So…it was decided that I sort of…hide my identity, you know?"

Noa looked down at the very small nameplate on her desk. "Tea Gardner…. I see," he looked back up, "But why didn't he tell me? And I really don't think Mokuba knows."

Anzu shrugged, "Beats me."

Very suspicious…Noa thought out. Of course…he had one thought on his mind…. Nah…it can't be. Seto would never…. But why would he hire Anzu as…his SECRETARY? Noa went into more deep thinking. Of course…there were always the rumors and "business legends" about the secretary and the boss hooking up…but Seto would never do that…would he?

No. He clearly denied any liking to her…. Then again…he didn't seem all that sure…. Noa was getting thoroughly confused. It would make great discussion for later at home. However, there were better matters to attend to. Anzu was here…with him, and Mokuba was no where in sight. What better way to spend some of his time?

"So anyway…what seems to be troubling you?" he asked, sympathetically.

"Oh," Anzu frowned slightly, "I think I lost some important papers," she looked up at Noa hesitantly. Before he could say anything, Anzu went into an explanation, "I swear they were right here! I looked down for a few minutes, and then they were gone! I have no idea what happened to them!"

"Ah, don't worry about it," Noa waved it off, trying to make her feel better, "I'm sure we can either find them, or get some new faxes. Hey, maybe even Seto took it or something."

"I doubt it," Anzu huffed.

"Don't worry about it."

"But Kaiba is going to kill me!"

"Of course he won't!"

"What do you know? You're his brother!"

"Yes…but there was a time where I'm pretty sure he was intent on "killing me," if you get my picture," Noa related.

Anzu looked up at him, "True, I guess…. But, you turned out quite nicely in the end," Anzu smiled sweetly, placing a hand on top of his. He looked down at the gesture, and Anzu saw a tad bit of color rise in his cheeks.

"Yes…well…you, uh…didn't turn out so bad yourself," he came back, lamely, in a way.

Anzu giggled. He's so sweet when he's embarrassed!

"Say-" Noa started, but was interrupted.

"Excuse me?" The two turned around. A Chinese man was standing to the side of Noa, with a couple suits around him. Anzu tore down the ponytail in her hair, hoping the man didn't recognize her.

"Ah, yes sir? You must be…" Anzu scanned the calendar in her desk, "Master Xiao Ling, correct?"

"Yes, miss," he bowed slightly. Anzu nodded her head, "Mr. Kaiba is expecting you. Please proceed." Anzu quickly stood and walked over to his door. She knocked on it and announced the visitor, "Mr. Kaiba, Master Ling is here."

"Send him in."

"Done." Anzu nodded. Mr. Ling bowed slightly once more and continued on to the door. Anzu walked back to her desk. On passing one of the younger suites of Mr. Ling's, he whistled softly, noticing this enticing figure.

Anzu turned around on the dime and glared at him. But the suit didn't notice her glare. He noticed Noa Kaiba's stern look. The suit turned and walked off after his master, who wasn't looking quite too happy with him.

Anzu sat back down at her desk and whispered, "The nerve of that guy! I swear…I hate it when guys do that."

Noa looked away uneasily, "Do what…exactly? Compliment you…on your looks?"

Anzu gave him that I-know-where-you-are-going-with-this look, "Well…it's okay from some guys," she clasped his hand. Noa turned back and smiled at her.

"Say…how about I take you out to lunch today?"

Seto stood up and walked over to his visitor, "Master Xiao Ling, a pleasure to see you once again," he greeted, extending his hand. Xiao shook Seto's hand.

"Always a pleasure to see you again, Mister Kaiba," the Chinese man smiled a toothy grin.

Seto looked up at the suits, "Your men are free to leave the room if you wish."

Xiao looked uncertainly at the younger of the suits, "No thank you, sir. If they may, I would like them to stay in here."

"Oh?" Seto looked at the two strangely, "Very well then…." Why would he be doing this? Does he feel vulnerable here? That's never good for business….

"So," Seto had a chair pulled up in front of his desk, and he sat in his own, as Mr. Ling sat in the opposite. "What was it that you wanted to discuss?"

"Well, before we get down to business, I just wanted to compliment you on your fine work here," Mr. Ling smiled. "Your workers all seem quite meticulous. It's wonderful to see that in a company nowadays."

"Thank you sir," Seto replied.

"Yes," Mr. Ling smiled, "However…." Seto had the ends of a frown on his mouth, "I'm not sure if Mister Noa here has the same…oh, initiative that you do, sir."

Seto looked confused, "What is wrong? What is he doing?"

"Ah, don't jump to conclusions, my boy," he replied, "I'm just saying, well," here, the man chuckled a little, "according to "legend" he seems to be taking your place."

"What?" Seto knitted his eyebrows together, "What do you mean, taking my place? What legends?"

"Oh, I mean nothing by it, sir, but don't you know the natural business legends? Why, he's out there flirting with your secretary sir. I always thought it was the supervisor and the secretary that got together," he chuckled some more, "After all, that's what happened to me-" he stopped when he saw Seto stand and walk briskly over to the door.

Seto wrenched open the door and walked out into the hallway. Noa and Anzu looked up from the desk. Seto folded his arms, with a tight frown on his face.

Noa swallowed, "Hey…Seto…I was just dropping off some papers…for Anzu here," he scowled slightly, "I'm leaving." Noa hopped off the desk and walked back towards his office. Anzu quickly picked up where she had left off: sorting out papers. Luckily, a call came in, and she didn't have to listen to Seto's wrath at the moment.

Seto walked back into the room and sat back down, "I apologize for the slight delay. I had to…take care of something. So…what was it that you wanted to discuss?"

"You…uh…wanted to see me, sir?" Anzu meekly stepped into Seto's office. The workday was just about over. Most of the workers had either gone home or were leaving. Seto usually stayed another hour or so, along with his brothers. This usually meant that Anzu would stay a little longer as well, just because Seto had some work for her.

"I suppose you have at least some idea as to why you are here?"

"The…um…little…fiasco, earlier?"

"Precisely. I hired you to work here: not to go flirting with my brother."

"I wasn't…flirting with him! Goodness, what do you take me for!"

"A slacking woman."

"I'm not slacking! If you haven't noticed, I have been working my butt off these past two weeks!"

"Indeed…that's why you were napping earlier?"

Anzu gaped at him, "What, are you stalking me or something? Watching every move I make?"

"Stalking?" Seto raised an eyebrow. He chuckled slightly, "You wish."

"Excuse me? I do not wish that!" Anzu approached his desk and slammed her hands down on it.

Seto looked up irritated, "You really are starting to cross the line between staying a worker of Kaiba Corp and getting sacked."

Anzu bit her lip and stood back, "Fine. Have it your way. I was dozing off…although I was just resting my eyes for a minute," she added, muttering.

Seto ignored the last part and opened a drawer of his desk, "One more infraction and you might as well find yourself bored to death back in your little apartment."

Anzu took a deep breath, and turned on her heel, ready to walk out the door, when she remembered something. She turned her head to the side and looked at him out of the corner of her eye, "Then I suppose I'm to be fired now, aren't I?"

Seto looked up, "Now why would that be?"

Anzu looked down, "I…believe I lost some important papers."

"Oh?" Seto looked down at the drawer, a small smirk tugging at his lips.

Anzu looked up, "Well?"

"Well what?" Seto replied, digging through the drawer.

"I'm…fired, aren't I?"

Seto stood and walked over to her. He stood almost directly in front of her, "Might you be looking for these papers?" he put them into her hand.

Anzu looked down at them, "Why did you have them?"

"They weren't going to get sorted any time soon, were they?" Anzu gave a small scowl. "Make sure they get into the right offices and boxes now."

"Yes…yes, of course," Anzu replied, looking up at him.

Neither moved at the moment. For some reason, Anzu didn't like that she was wearing high heels at the moment. It made her taller…and thus closer in height to Seto…which made her closer to-

Why was she thinking this?

What was overcoming her senses?

What was going on?

Why was she doing this?

What was so special about him?

Why was she doing this!

Why had she suddenly stood a tad taller and kissed him!

Yep. Cliffhanger. I thought that if the chapter itself wasn't the best (the next two will be better, I can assure you…maybe it's only the next one…no it's the next two I think…), IO thought I might leave you with a cliffie to make the wait painful. But don't worry! I'm back to my one month routine! December was just crazy, you know? Later! PLEASE REVIEW!