It was Saturday, so most KaibaCorp employees were home. Seto Kaiba was not "most employees," however; as such, he was working at the office during the weekend. He'd just ended a conference call with a potential business connection in the UK when he heard a soft thudding from behind him. He sat still, and waited for the sound to be repeated. There it was again. He stood from his desk chair and looked out the window, trying to determine the cause of the noise. He heard it again, and this time, he looked up. He could just barely make out the bottoms of a pair of sneakers at the top edge of his window. The feet bumped against his window again, and he sighed with annoyance, turning back to his desk and paging his secretary.

"Send Roland in, and tell him to pull up all security footage of people entering the building today," he ordered gruffly, then pulled out his cell and called 911.

"There's someone on the roof of KaibaCorp, sitting on the edge. He's probably going to jump."

A slight pause as Roland came in and connected the security footage the large TV on the wall opposite Kaiba's desk.

"No, it's not the same person as last week. This one has shoes. I'm pulling up security footage now. I'll send you a picture so you can get an ID."

He turned his eyes to the TV screen as the footage was played at an increased pace.

Kaiba moved the receiver away from his mouth and said, "Roland, I need you to increase manual security at all entries and exits."

"Yes, Master Kaiba." Roland paused the footage the moment someone entered who wasn't supposed to be there. The quirk of a single eyebrow was the only expression of his surprise.

"My Chief Security Officer is sending you the footage now," he informed the police dispatcher. "His name's Ryou Bakura. My guard won't give you any trouble when you get here."

"What is your relationship with the victim?"

Kaiba rolled his eyes and answered, "I don't know him, so there is no relationship. He's a former classmate and the friend of an acquaintance, nothing more."

Then he hung up, having nothing more to say. This wasn't the first time something like this had happened, but the occurrences were becoming less frequent due to increased security.

It made sense that if someone wanted to commit suicide by jumping, they'd jump from one of the tallest buildings in Domino City. That didn't make Kaiba any less annoyed by it. He didn't need the stigma of suicides casting its shadow over his company. He was still doing damage control from the Big Five wreaking havoc on his Virtual Reality game. The amount of reprogramming it had required delayed its release by ten months, costing KaibaCorp so much in losses that he'd had to let people go just to stay in the black.

It was in his interest to keep people from jumping off his building. Nobody that knew him would accuse him of acting out of any semblance or vestige of compassion. At least, not to his face.


Author Notes: No Euroshipping, I swear! Butterflyshipping, not Euroshipping... Must resist the urge... I don't even know where this is going, otherwise I would have made this chapter longer with some kind of conclusion. X_X