Author's notes: After the last chapter came out, I received many many letters of feedback telling me that the "reincarnation" thing had been done a million times and that you had been disappointed in the fact that I had gone that route.
Hold on here. Who ever said that Chance was a reincarnation? I didn't, the creature that protects Seto from the Shadow Realm didn't. She merely called Chance the Lieutenant. A title that the creature would have been familiar with instead of "bodyguard" as Lieutenant covers a little broader range of duties than a bodyguard would. Much like Chance is doing with her duties to Mokuba, Seto, and the training classes and seminars she's been doing with the Kaiba Corporation.
So NO. Chance is not a reincarnation. As her name implies, Chance place a large role in that woman's life and her genetics are a part of it. Previous to her employment to Seto, she had absolutely no connection to the Millennium Items, nor to Seto, Mokuba, or the others from the show.
However this chapter will be a little shorter than the others as I'm bringing in a new character who will be making the connection between Chance and the Unknown man who will soon reveal himself to all of those who will be involved in the final confrontation.
And now, on with the story.
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Chance was now working but with her mind only half on the report she was writing. The other half was on the phone call she had gotten and her past history with the man.
Playing Duel Monsters, and generally kicking the crap out of anyone that came near them in team play. Chance and Jamok found that when it came to the game, their playing styles were as such that they were almost able to read each other's minds when it came to placing cards and prepping for mergers and traps. Local tournaments were more than enough for the two of them and team play was tricky at best for the two of them as they also found out that they had a hard time not competing against each other at the same time.
Looking around the room she looked up at the picture she had of the two of them at his high school prom. He looked very handsome in his tuxedo as he had a lean body that didn't require a lot of work to maintain. She looked beautiful as she had for once discarded all of her normal ways the week before and set herself up with every thing for a night to remember.
While she did manage to blend in with the other girls that night, notice had been taking on the part of her date of her looks and mannerisms. Graduation came and went for the two of them and he asked her about the possibility of a future for them. As much as she wanted to say yes, she couldn't. She knew that he was going over to the United States for training for the local Intelligence Bureau, and the possibility of him finding someone there, someone closer to him physically was just too much of a risk for her to take at that time.
She needed to be focused on her training and the last of her studies to finish out her round of certifications for the body guard permit. She knew that she would not be able to maintain that focus if she had to worry about someone in her life whom she could not control, yet had the ability to send her world into a tailspin with a simple letter. No, she couldn't take that chance then.
But what about now? She and Jamok seemed to be somewhat settled into their positions and now that he was back into the country was he looking for the relationship that she would not give him before? Or was he, as he said on the phone, just looking to catch up for the last year and continue their friendship?
Finally pushing the question to the back of her mind she quickly finished up the reports and called in for a report on how Mokuba was doing. If he got a nastier run of the flu he'd be weak for days after he would be allowed to go back to class. He was resting as comfortably as a young man with a high grade fever could rest. He was sleeping a lot which made it easier to administer the medications and allow them a chance to work.
Looking around Chance decided that since she had some extra time she would go out for a while. She'd check with Duke and see if he was up for a game. Knowing him he'd have a ball since dice, even when rolled by someone accustomed to dice still have a large element of chance.
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Jamok looked around before deciding that he had finished with his business in the restaurant he had been in t the time that he called Chance. Smiling slightly he flipped open his cell phone once more and dialed a number. As a voice on the other end answered he spoke two words. "It's done." Before hanging up.
Moving out and down the street with a pleased look on his face; Jamok knew that there were several ways to catch he attention of the woman that had stolen his heart that prom night. This one should prove to be the best in his opinion, and he would come out ahead financially as well. If everything went as planned, no one would know about his occupations in the States, or his current recourses to those occupations here in Japan.
Driving around as an agent of the secret service on special assignment was interesting enough. But he was still bored enough with the little nit picky details that he went through day to day to want to be out and on his own. He dreamed of the freedom that Chance had in being her own boss for the most part. Private contractors got the better end of the deal in his opinion. Jamok hoped that soon he would be able to join those numbers.
What Jamok wasn't aware of was the sheer level of work that Chance put into her daily life. It was enough to burn out most folks, yet she kept going almost as if she thrived on it. At least to those that were outside her own little personal world that was what it looked like. Those that knew her better, and those people were few and very far between, knew that her breakneck speed at which she took life and the corners in it would only end up getting her into the hospital. Where burnout threatened, physical, mental, and emotional exhaustion followed, and mental collapse followed very close after that.
Seto was aware of how much she was giving to her work and even though he was her employer, there was nothing he could do to make her stop. Yesterday he had caught herinan unguarded moment and saw in a swift glance just how hard she was pushing herself. To that end he did what he could and talked with Mokuba about it. Both agreed. Chance was working herself into the ground on an unfounded guilt trip over what happened over a month ago. Getting Seto's secretary in on the act, they worked it out with the school that Mokuba was sick with the flu and that he would not be able to be in class for a couple days.
Since Mokuba was "ill" he would stay home, get his school work online and limit his contact with other people to keep up the ruse. This was not easy to do since Chance seemed to have a sixth sense about her about lies and evasions. But with everyone working together, they managed a four day period where chance would not have anything to do except catch up on her reports and rest. For Seto, it was the best he could do as he knew he could not order her into vacation since she'd be on call. So School holidays and the occasional time when Mokuba was sick became either training weekends or unexpected vacations for the woman.
Looking around Seto sighed. Maybe it was time he took a vacation too. He knew that he was working hard to keep the company afloat, but that work translated into fewer duels and less time for Mokuba as of late. If he wasn't careful he would work himself into a breakdown much like Chance was doing. Thinking of Mokuba and the dinner that would be waiting at home, he quickly finished locking up his office and headed out. It was definitely time to put work aside for the night. Perhaps Mokuba would be up for a game of Duel Monsters afterwards.
Hold on here. Who ever said that Chance was a reincarnation? I didn't, the creature that protects Seto from the Shadow Realm didn't. She merely called Chance the Lieutenant. A title that the creature would have been familiar with instead of "bodyguard" as Lieutenant covers a little broader range of duties than a bodyguard would. Much like Chance is doing with her duties to Mokuba, Seto, and the training classes and seminars she's been doing with the Kaiba Corporation.
So NO. Chance is not a reincarnation. As her name implies, Chance place a large role in that woman's life and her genetics are a part of it. Previous to her employment to Seto, she had absolutely no connection to the Millennium Items, nor to Seto, Mokuba, or the others from the show.
However this chapter will be a little shorter than the others as I'm bringing in a new character who will be making the connection between Chance and the Unknown man who will soon reveal himself to all of those who will be involved in the final confrontation.
And now, on with the story.
=============
Chance was now working but with her mind only half on the report she was writing. The other half was on the phone call she had gotten and her past history with the man.
Playing Duel Monsters, and generally kicking the crap out of anyone that came near them in team play. Chance and Jamok found that when it came to the game, their playing styles were as such that they were almost able to read each other's minds when it came to placing cards and prepping for mergers and traps. Local tournaments were more than enough for the two of them and team play was tricky at best for the two of them as they also found out that they had a hard time not competing against each other at the same time.
Looking around the room she looked up at the picture she had of the two of them at his high school prom. He looked very handsome in his tuxedo as he had a lean body that didn't require a lot of work to maintain. She looked beautiful as she had for once discarded all of her normal ways the week before and set herself up with every thing for a night to remember.
While she did manage to blend in with the other girls that night, notice had been taking on the part of her date of her looks and mannerisms. Graduation came and went for the two of them and he asked her about the possibility of a future for them. As much as she wanted to say yes, she couldn't. She knew that he was going over to the United States for training for the local Intelligence Bureau, and the possibility of him finding someone there, someone closer to him physically was just too much of a risk for her to take at that time.
She needed to be focused on her training and the last of her studies to finish out her round of certifications for the body guard permit. She knew that she would not be able to maintain that focus if she had to worry about someone in her life whom she could not control, yet had the ability to send her world into a tailspin with a simple letter. No, she couldn't take that chance then.
But what about now? She and Jamok seemed to be somewhat settled into their positions and now that he was back into the country was he looking for the relationship that she would not give him before? Or was he, as he said on the phone, just looking to catch up for the last year and continue their friendship?
Finally pushing the question to the back of her mind she quickly finished up the reports and called in for a report on how Mokuba was doing. If he got a nastier run of the flu he'd be weak for days after he would be allowed to go back to class. He was resting as comfortably as a young man with a high grade fever could rest. He was sleeping a lot which made it easier to administer the medications and allow them a chance to work.
Looking around Chance decided that since she had some extra time she would go out for a while. She'd check with Duke and see if he was up for a game. Knowing him he'd have a ball since dice, even when rolled by someone accustomed to dice still have a large element of chance.
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Jamok looked around before deciding that he had finished with his business in the restaurant he had been in t the time that he called Chance. Smiling slightly he flipped open his cell phone once more and dialed a number. As a voice on the other end answered he spoke two words. "It's done." Before hanging up.
Moving out and down the street with a pleased look on his face; Jamok knew that there were several ways to catch he attention of the woman that had stolen his heart that prom night. This one should prove to be the best in his opinion, and he would come out ahead financially as well. If everything went as planned, no one would know about his occupations in the States, or his current recourses to those occupations here in Japan.
Driving around as an agent of the secret service on special assignment was interesting enough. But he was still bored enough with the little nit picky details that he went through day to day to want to be out and on his own. He dreamed of the freedom that Chance had in being her own boss for the most part. Private contractors got the better end of the deal in his opinion. Jamok hoped that soon he would be able to join those numbers.
What Jamok wasn't aware of was the sheer level of work that Chance put into her daily life. It was enough to burn out most folks, yet she kept going almost as if she thrived on it. At least to those that were outside her own little personal world that was what it looked like. Those that knew her better, and those people were few and very far between, knew that her breakneck speed at which she took life and the corners in it would only end up getting her into the hospital. Where burnout threatened, physical, mental, and emotional exhaustion followed, and mental collapse followed very close after that.
Seto was aware of how much she was giving to her work and even though he was her employer, there was nothing he could do to make her stop. Yesterday he had caught herinan unguarded moment and saw in a swift glance just how hard she was pushing herself. To that end he did what he could and talked with Mokuba about it. Both agreed. Chance was working herself into the ground on an unfounded guilt trip over what happened over a month ago. Getting Seto's secretary in on the act, they worked it out with the school that Mokuba was sick with the flu and that he would not be able to be in class for a couple days.
Since Mokuba was "ill" he would stay home, get his school work online and limit his contact with other people to keep up the ruse. This was not easy to do since Chance seemed to have a sixth sense about her about lies and evasions. But with everyone working together, they managed a four day period where chance would not have anything to do except catch up on her reports and rest. For Seto, it was the best he could do as he knew he could not order her into vacation since she'd be on call. So School holidays and the occasional time when Mokuba was sick became either training weekends or unexpected vacations for the woman.
Looking around Seto sighed. Maybe it was time he took a vacation too. He knew that he was working hard to keep the company afloat, but that work translated into fewer duels and less time for Mokuba as of late. If he wasn't careful he would work himself into a breakdown much like Chance was doing. Thinking of Mokuba and the dinner that would be waiting at home, he quickly finished locking up his office and headed out. It was definitely time to put work aside for the night. Perhaps Mokuba would be up for a game of Duel Monsters afterwards.