The Advantages Of Internet Chatrooms
A Yu-Gi-Oh! Fanfiction
By Dark Magician Girl Of Chaos/Kenouni Renashin™

Chapter Ten

Dark Magician Girl Of Chaos: Okay, well, this is the last chapter that I wrote. I still have my notes and plans for this story, but I jsut have to get around to writing the rest of it.

Magician Of Black Chaos: Dark Magician Girl Of Chaos does not own Yu-Gi-Oh! or any of its characters, Kazuki Takahashi does. God help Seto Kaiba if she did.

Dark Magician Girl Of Chaos: Enjoy!

9:45am.

By now, Ashely was fully dressed and sitting downstairs on the sofa. Her Mum was sitting in the chair reading the paper. She glanced up at her daughter, who was playing with the hem of her off-the-shoulder slouch top. Ruby raised an eyebrow, shook her head and then went back to her paper.

Ashely got up, and walked over to the window. She looked out of the window, and sighed. Ruby looked up from the paper again, as Ashely sighed again.

"Nervous?" Ruby asked.

"No."

"Why are you so fidgety?"

"Because I'm so impatient."

"Sure. You're just nervous."

"Okay. Maybe I'm a little nervous, but I am meeting his little brother today."

Ruby shook her head, smiling, causing Ashely to glare at her.

As Ruby went back to the paper again, Ashely walked over to the stereo and turned it on. After selecting the 'cd' option, she pressed 'cd 1', and then pressed 'play'. Ruby looked up as 'Boulevard Of Broken Dreams' by Green Day started, to see Ashely pick up a cd case off the top of the stereo, and read the track list.

"You really are nervous, aren't you?"

"No."

A pause.

"Maybe."

A longer pause.

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because I have to keep up this act, and I hate lying to him." Ashely replied, sighing. She put the cd case down and sat back on the sofa.

Meanwhile, Mokuba was dragging Seto down the staircase.

"Mokuba, it's ten 'o' clock. We're not picking Lucky up until half past."

"And how long so it take to get to Lucky's house?" Mokuba inquired.

"I…actually don't know."

Mokuba hit his forehead.

Seto opened the front door. "Okay Mokuba, let's go."

"It's better to be early than late."

"That's true." Seto replied, nodding to his chauffer and giving Mokuba a gentle push.

"You've always told me that." Mokuba said, scrambling into the limousine, and putting his seatbelt on.

Seto followed suit, and turned to his brother. "Did you pick up our bowling things?"

Mokuba pointed out of the window, to show a butler coming towards the limousine, carrying their bowling things, which he then put in the boot.

"Ah."

"I knew that you'd be so het up about this date, that you'd forget." Mokuba said, with a sly smile.

"Ye- wait. Mokuba, this isn't a date!"

"Sure." Mokuba replied, sarcasm in his voice.

"If it was, I wouldn't be taking you, would I, little brother?"

Mokuba just grinned. Seto sighed, shook his head, and handed a piece of paper to his chauffer.

"Go there." He instructed.

The driver tipped his cap, nodded, and the engine roared into life.

"Ashely, will you sit still! It's only ten past ten! It's likely that he's going to be late – men are never early for anything."

"Mama, he's a businessman. Businessmen can't afford to be late, especially one of his status."

Ruby frowned slightly. "True."

Ashely began to tap her foot, and then began to sing The Calling's 'Wherever You Will Go' to herself.

"You really like him, don't you?"

"What?"

"You really like him, Seto that is, don't you?" Ruby asked softly.

"Well, yes, I do like him. He's really nice to me, he understands me and I understand him."

They were both silent for a while, just listening to the music.

Ashely sighed. "Mama?"

"Yes, sugar?"

When Ashely spoke, her voice was barely audible. "What am I going to do about Alexander?"

"I don't know. You and I both know how stubborn your Father is, and what his opinion on the subject is."

"He obviously doesn't want me to be happy; otherwise he wouldn't make me marry Alexander."

Ruby sighed. "Honey, you know how important this is to your Father, this situation." She paused. "It's Seto you want, isn't it?"

Ashely stayed silent, blushed, hesitated, and then nodded.

"I thought so. Baby, this situation, the one with Seto, is super-delicate."

"I know"

"To be honest, I think that your Father hates Seto more than he hated Gozaboro. Even though Gozaboro's dead, he still hates him."

Ashely stood up suddenly, angry now. "But Seto's nothing like Gozaboro!"

Ruby was alarmed. "Sweetie, please, calm down!"

Ashely unclenched her fists, and slowly sat back down, sighing. "I'm really sorry, but you know how defensive I can be."

Ruby smiled a small smile. "I know, but sometimes you're a little too defensive for your own good."

"So, Seto," Mokuba began. "Have you ever met Lucky's parents?"

"Hero Mum, in passing. However, I know a lot about them." Seto said vaguely, staring out of the tinted window at the passing scenery.

"Like…what?" Mokuba prodded.

Seto sighed. "Her Mum was really young when she had Lucky, sixteen. Her Dad was seventeen, and he works a lot now. He…He doesn't like me." Seto replied at length.

Mokuba shifted in his seat, so he could see his older brother better. "What's her Mum like?" He continued, mentally preparing more questions.

"Didn't I tell you all this last night?"

"No. What's her Mum like? Mokuka repeated.

Seto blinked, searching for the right word. "…Affectionate." He said finally. Mokuba smiled softly.

A few minutes passed, before Mobuka continued. "How about grandparents? Are they still alive?"

Seto looked at him, and then back out of the window. "I'm not sure." He muttered.

"How long has she lived here? Where was she born? Does she like it here? Where did she come from?" Mokuba asked, ploughing on, and at an increased speed.

Seto shot him a strange look. "A few days, I think, maybe a few weeks. Egypt, I think so, and Egypt again. I think. Why the sudden interest in my personal life?" Seto listed off.

Mokuba glanced out of his own window. "Just curious. What does she look like?" He said vaguely.

"You'll see soon enough Mokie. No more questions." Seto said firmly, his ice blue eyes following the image of Domino Park as they passed. 'Mokuba's right,' he thought. Even though he hasn't said anything. I don't really know a lot about her. Maybe I can use this as a chance to get some answers…'

Ashely had begun to pace the width living room.

"Patience is a virtue." Ruby said.

Ashely stopped. "What does that mean anyway?"

"Ask your Father when he gets home."

Ashely paced over to the stereo and pressed 'next. Queen's 'Bohemian Rhapsody' stopped, and Britney Spears' 'Toxic' took over. Ashely then went back and sat on the sofa and Ruby sat next to her, and gave her a cuddle.

"Don't worry okay? If you really don't like Alexander, I'll try and convince your Father that marrying him would be a bad idea."

Ashely hugged her Mum back, sighing. "Thanks Mama." She jumped, startled, when the doorbell rang.

Seto and Mokuba sat in silence for the rest of the journey.

Mokuba was trying to devise a plan, concerning his brother, but was having no luck.

Seto, however, was thinking about how he should ask Lucky the questions that Mokuba had asked, and the rest of the questions that he wanted answers to. Should he just come out and ask her or –

"We've arrived Sir." The chauffer informed, opening the door.

"Thank you." Mokuba and Seto replied, getting out.

"Mokuba, wait here."

"No!"

Seto sighed. "Fine."

They walked up the garden path.

"So this is where she lives? It's a nice house."

"Mokuba, shh." Seto said, and rang the doorbell.

Ashely squeaked, and jumped up. She kissed her Mum's cheek, and hurried into the hallway, passing in front of a mirror to check her hair. She stood in front of the front door, too a few deep breaths, and then opened it.

The door opened, and there stood Lucky, wearing a black off-the-shoulder slouch top with the words 'Angel or Devil?' on it in bright pink, with appropriate pictures, over a bright pink vest, tight black jeans, and pink snakeskin-effect heels.

She smiled. "Hi."

Seto swallowed. "Hi."

"How are you?"

"Good thanks, you?"

"I'm good." She swallowed.

"Um, Lucky, this is my little brother Mokuba. Mokuba, this is Lucky."

"Hi Mokuba. I've heard a lot about you." Ashely smiled.

Mokuba smiled back. "Likewise."

Seto could hear the faint sound of 'Toxic' in the background. "Do you like Britney Spears?" He asked.

"Yeah, her music's good."

"Shall we go then?"

"Okay, hang on." Ashely disappeared into a room off the hallway. Five minutes later she came back, carrying a bowling bad and an average-sized denim handbag. She stepped outside and shut the door behind her.

When they were sitting in the limousine, and Seto had told the driver where to go, he allowed himself to look at her properly.

He noticed her crimped, multi-coloured hair, and her silverly-blue eye-shadow.

It turned out that Mobuka had noticed this too.

"I like the colour of your…Is it eye-shadow?" Mokuba asked.

Ashely smiled. "Thanks. Yeah, it is eye-shadow. My Mum bought it for me for my birthday."

"The colour reminds me of a Blue-Eyes White Dragon." Mokuba said. Ashely nodded. "When's your birthday?" He then asked.

"August, the 9th. I'm a Leo/Snake."

"Seto's a Scorpio/Dragon, aren't you Seto?" Mokuba smiled.

"yeah, I am."

"What sign, star sign, are you Mokuba?"

"Cancer, I think"

Ashely smiled, nodded, then lent back in her seat, and watched the passing scenery.

After awhile, her eyes wandered to where Seto was sitting, so she allowed herself to look at him properly.

'He looks so different, without a trenchcoat.' She mused. 'I…I like it though. Huh. Black jeans. They're a nice pair of jeans – not too baggy, not too tight. They're just right – for him anyway.'

Her eyes flickered to his feet. 'Oh my Ra, trainers! Nice ones. Well, he has the money to buy the best, so why shouldn't he?'

Her eyes flickered up to his neck, chest and shoulders. She smiled. 'A baby blue polo shirt.' She caught sight of the logo on the left hand side. 'Armani. Figures. That colour suits him though. Oh! He plays with the hem of his clothes too. I do that, but when I'm nervous.' She looked down. 'Okay, so I'm nervous. I wonder why Seto plays with his clothes?'

While Ashely was thinking this, Mokuba was watching her. Her saw her eyes flicker over his brother. 'I wonder what it is she's looking at? Or what she's looking for?' He wondered.

Set was absent-mindedly playing with the hem of his shirt as he stared out of the tinted window. 'How am I supposed to ask these questions? How am I supposed to act around her? Oh, I don't know. Let's just see how it goes.'

"Argh!"

"Lucky, what's wrong?" Mokuba asked.

"I can't get this stupid piece of machinery to work!"

"Here, let me do it." Seto said, walking over, and putting his arms either side of her. He then proceeded to enter their names into the scoreboard.

"You make it look so easy."

"I do work with machines for a living." Seto said as they put on their shoes.

"Okay," Mokuba said. "Who's first?"

Bowling was a clatter of pins and laughter.

Seto made a point of showing up the Egyptian Queen of Games, but, by a remarkable twist of fate, ended up on bottom.

"So, Lucky," Seto said casually, as they stood near the scoreboard, watching Mokuba prepare a dramatic gutter ball.

"Yes loser?" Ashely replied playfully, laughing, which caused Seto to cringe, because he wasn't used to the title being displayed so openly.

"I was wondering," He continued, without commenting on the title. "If you ever have family reunions. Or used to…"

"Well," Ashely replied, caught off-guard, by the question. "Sometimes, I guess."

Seto nodded, as though this was an acceptable answer, while secretly cursing whatever God put this idea into his head.

"Hey big brother!" Mokuba called, running over and tackling the taller teen. "I got a strike! Did you see?"

"A wha-? Oh. No, I didn't." Seto said, in a daze, prying the brother off him. Mokuba pouted, and then glanced at Lucky.

"You find out anything?" He said in a state whisper, that, thankfully, Lucky didn't catch, because she was dancing to the music that the alley was playing.

"Nothing really." Kaiba muttered, striding off to take his turn.

Mokuba stood and watched as Lucky made strange, but rhythmically pleasing movements to the Bangles' 'Walk Like An Egyptian', dancing to it with perfect form.

"Lucky!" he called, sneaking up behind her and laughing as she jumped.

"What?" She asked, her head still nodding to the beat.

"Do you have a criminal record?" Mokuba asked playfully, causing her to stop moving completely.

"What?" She said, slightly darkly.

Mokuba took a step back. "I was just curious, you know, for breaking and entering or something…"

Lucky frowned slightly. "No, I haven't, and no, nobody in my family has."
Mokuba laughed, uncomfortably, his eyes darting around the room. "That's cool…" He paused. "I'm gonna go and play some video games…"

So, he ran off. There was a clatter as Seto finally stopped eavesdropping and knocked over some pins.

Ashely was looking in the direction that Mokuba has disappeared in, with a strange look on her face.

"You okay?" Seto asked, walking over. "You look disturbed."

"No, your brother just asked me if I had a criminal record." She replied, her facial expression changed from a frown into a smile. "Strange little boy…"

Seto nodded in agreement, silently hoping that this didn't mess up his plans.

"Sexy, everything about you's so sexy…" Lucky sang; to Liberty X's 'Just A Little' that the alley was playing, as she went to take her turn, and got a perfect strike. On doing so, she turned around and stuck her tongue out at Seto.

He blinked, and then made a face at her. "Big deal! I got one too!"

She pouted playfully, and then got another one. "But not three in a row?"

Seto batted the air in disgust. "Maybe not, but can you get four in a row?"
"Of course I can!"

Seto rolled his eyes. "Then do it!"

So, she did.

Oh yeah, go me!"

Ashely sat down, and watched Seto get up to take his turn, secretly checking out his behind. "'Cause I've found heaven here on Earth no I've found you…" She sang softly (Kaci, 'Paradise').

Seto got a perfect gutter ball, with perfect form, and then swore.

Ashely gasped, and then laughed, a beautiful sunny laugh, which caused the boys in the next lane to stare. Seto laughed too – he couldn't help it; it was contagious

Ashely smiled, got up, and gave Seto a brief hug as she went to take her turn.

The boys in the next lane were staring with their mouths open.

Kaiba blinked, stared, shook his head, and then sat down. Now it was his turn to do the checking out.

"There's going to rumours in school on Monday." Ashely murmured to Seto as she passed by to sit down, after getting a half strike.

Seto nodded. "Millions." He murmured darkly. "And newspaper scandals." He added as one of the boys flashed a camera.

Ashely noticed this and walked over to the boy with the camera. She murmured something into his ear, and he handed the film over. She smiled, kissed his cheek and walked back over to where Kaiba was standing.

"What did you do?" He asked, surprised.

Ashely smiled as she watched the boys leave the alley. "Nothing special. I just told him that he'd get a kiss, and maybe a photo if I saw him in school on Monday, but only if he gave me the film." She smirked, a smirk that Kaiba would've been proud of (and so he was). "He thinks," she continued. "That I'm going to give him a Playboy-esque photo." She grinned. "I don't think so."

"Of course." Seto said firmly, and then paused. "Are you still in contact with any of your childhood friends?"

Ashely looked at him. "My best friend is dead." She said coldly. "He was all I had…" She murmured, wrapping her arms around herself, as if to hold in the pain.

Kaiba blinked. "I'm so-"
"Hey, big brother!"

Ashely looked up at Seto.

"Hey, big brother, look who's here!" Mokuba called, running over. Seto looked up and came eye to eye with Yugi and his friends. Téa waved.

Seto looked at Lucky. "Are you okay?"

She nodded, and looked at the others. "Oh no…" She mumbled

"Key Kaiba!" Yugi said, bouncing over. Kaiba stood up rigidly, and looked away.

"Ra, help me…" Ashely muttered, seeing the look on Joey's face.

"What do you want?" Kaiba asked, more of a statement than a question, and a statement of disgust at that.

"Um, hey guys, what are you doing here?" Ashely asked, ignoring Kaiba's rudeness.

"We came ta bowl/" Joey said bitterly. "What's Rich Boy doin' here?"

"He's with me. Got a problem?" Ashely replied, her voice a little harsh.

Joey opened his mouth, as if to say something, but Téa nudged him. "Do you mind is we join you Lucky?" Téa glanced at the CEO. "Kaiba?"

Ashely looked at Kaiba. "Whatever Kaiba wants." She said, shrugging.

"I have to go to a meeting." Kaiba replied, casting a worried look at Lucky. "Lucky, can I give you a ride home?"

Ashely glanced at Joey. "What? I'm hanging out with Kaiba, he's my friend. Do you have a problem Joey? If so, spit it out."
Joey opened his mouth again, but was nudged, this time by Tristan. "Nuthin'." He muttered darkly.

Ashely gave Joey a look, and then glanced at her silver Playboy watch. "Um, yeah please. My dad's going to be home soon, and I have to be home before he is." She lied smoothly.

Kaiba nodded. "Let's go then."

"See you later guys!" Ashely said to the others.

"Mokuba, we're going!" Kaiba called to his brother, who was by the video games. Mokuba looked up and followed Ashely and Kaiba out to the limo, where he was soon absorbed in a Gameboy Advance SP game, with earphones in. Kaiba tutted.

"Why didn't you want to stay?" Ashely asked, putting her seatbelt on.

"I don't know." Kaiba said truthfully. "It makes me sick to be around them. They're so…" He tailed off, searching for the right word.

Ashely raised an eyebrow. "Sick? Really? Why?" She paused. "No-one, except maybe Alexander, makes me feel sick."

Kaiba shrugged as the limo pulled away from the alley. "I don't know. It's just, everything works out so well for them. They're happy together…so content."

"You say that like it's a bad thing. Why?"

Kaiba shrugged again. "The only times I feel…happy," he said, as if the word was foreign. "Are when I'm around Mokuba, or…you."

Ashely smiled softly, but blushed. "Really? But why me, why am I so special?"

"You know so much about me, and you don't make me feel…I don't know." He said dismissively. He stared out of the tinted glass. "I don't know." He repeated.

Ashely waited a few minutes. "Make you few what?" she asked softly.

No answer.

"Kaiba?" She whispered.

"Insignificant, unimportant, sub par, you know…" He muttered under his breath, hoping that she wouldn't hear.

"Oh…Kaiba…"

"It's not a big deal…" He muttered. "We're here…"

"Wait. Yes, it is a big deal.

He glanced at her. "How so?"

She shifted in her seat. "Well, nobody should feel like that."

Kaiba blinked. "Huh. Well, I won't." He said firmly, glancing at the house.

Ashely unbuckled her seatbelt, and moved closer. "Why do they make you feel that way? What have they got that you haven't? Kaiba, please, talk to me."

"What do you want me to say?" He snapped. Lucky backed off. He sighed, and ran a hand through his hair. "Sorry. They just…they've got each other, their…normalcy…I don't know…"

Ashely sighed. "Can I have your cell phone number?"

Kaiba blinked, then nodded slowly. He dug through his pockets and found a small notebook and a pen. He scribbled down a series of numbers, and handed the piece of paper to her. "What for?"

She took it. "So I can call you stupid" She said fondly.

Seto laughed. "Okay. You should be going now, right?" He cast another nervous glance out of the window.

"Er, yeah." Ashely slid over the leather seats, gave his cheek a quick kiss, and scrambled out of the limo. "See you later, and thanks."

After saying goodbye to Mokuba, and flashing a smile at Seto, she walked into her house and shut the door behind her.

"Big brother, your face is red."

"Never mind it." He replied hurriedly. "Driver! Take us home."

The driver tipped his hat and started the engine. Mokuba snickered.

When Ashely got in, she took her bags upstairs, put them on her bed and dialled a number on her bedroom phone.

"Hi Joey, it's Lucky. I was wondering, what the hell is your problem with me being friends with Kaiba?"

"I, um-." Joey stuttered smartly, unbalanced by the suddenness of this conversation.

"I know you wanted to say something, back at the alley, so, what is it?"

"Look," Joey said with a sigh. "Kaiba, he's just not a nice person. He's obsessive an' cruel, an' he cares more about winnin' than he does his own lil' bro'. I just don't wanna see ya get hurt."

Ashely sighed. "Thanks for looking out for me Joey, but I can look after myself. Kaiba's not like that anyway."

Joey snorted.

"He's not! You should've seen him before you lot showed up. He was acting like a normal teenager, he was having fun. He was even smiling."

Joey tried to picture Kaiba smiling. It didn't work. "I've known him longer than you." Joey said at length, on the other end of the line. "But, I guess as long as you're careful, I'll try not to intervene."

"Joey, it's not how long you've known someone for, it's how well you know them."

"Yeah, okay." Joey sighed.

"Joey?" Ashely said, her voice softening.

"Yeah?"
"Thanks…for looking out for me."

"It's okay. Talk to ya later, Lucky."

"Bye." Ashely replied. She hung up the phone and sighed.

"Seto, why's your face still red?" Mokuba persisted, as they walked through the front door. "What did Lucky do?"

Seto coughed into his hand, and tried to fight off more heat he felt rising to his face. "Ah, nothing big…"

"So, she did do something! What?"
"Uh…" Seto trailed off. "Lucky just…" He coughed again. "Anyway, it isn't important. Just something she said Mokuba."

"What did she say to make you go so red?" Mokuba persisted.

Seto rolled his eyes, and ruffled his little brother's hair. "When you're older Mokie." He stroke off upstairs.

Mokuba just stood there in the entrance hall as the words sunk in. He stamped his foot. "He does that to me every time!"

Upon reaching his home office, Seto opened the door, stepped inside, and closed the door behind him. He walked over to his desk, and sat down.

He sighed, and out of habit, opened up his laptop and stared at it. There were at least three company reports that needed doing. He sighed again, and opened up the saved file of his conversation with Lucky on the Internet.

As he scrolled through them again, he smiled. How much had he told this person? Personal information that Mokuba probably didn't even know, some of it.

So much, and yet, he didn't know them. But, maybe, that was part of why he did it. Something unknown to explore, a stranger's reaction. And they supposedly didn't live nearby, so he didn't have to be afraid of her.

Suddenly his cell phone rang, making him jump. He quickly pulled it out, and using his traditional, cold and bored voice, answered. "Hello? What do you want?"

"Move over Prince Charming!" Replied a female voice.

"Lucky!" Kaiba said excitedly. "I'm surprised you called me so soon."

"Did I just break some kind of rule? Ah well, never mind. Anyway, I've just had a rather interesting chat with Joseph."

Joseph…Joey…Wheeler? Interesting? With him?" Kaiba asked, surprised. "you must have magic Lucky, because Wheeler's hardly interesting."

"Yeah right. It was about you actually. About, why he looked so annoyed when I told him that you were with me."

"Really?" Kaiba said, raising an eyebrow, and leaning back in his desk chair. "And why was he so annoyed?"

"He said, and I quote that you're obsessive and cruel, and that you care more about winning than you do about your own little brother. He also said that he's known you longer than I have, and that he doesn't want me to get hurt."

Kaiba rocked back and forth, thinking. Who would've expected a rival, would be an obstacle between him and his only friend. "Do you think that I'm going to hurt you?"

"No I don't." Lucky paused. "I hope not. Anyway, I told him that it's not how long you've known them; it's how well you know them, Right? And I think that I know you better than Joseph does."

"Yeah that's true…" He paused. "But how well do I know you?"

Lucky coughed. "I just thought that you ought to know. I don't like talking about people behind their backs. I did have something I wanted to ask you. Two things actually."

"Really? What's that?"

"First I wanted to ask you if you…" Seto heard Lucky swallow. "If you wanted to go out again sometime. Without Mokuba, that is."

Seto blinked, and smiled slightly. "Ah…yeah. As friends though, right?" He was half hoping that she would say no, but wouldn't say it to himself, even mentally.

"Erm, yeah, friends. Wait…why do you ask? Do you want something more from me Seto Kaiba?"

Seto blushed violently, and silently thanked any god that was paying attention to his messed up life, that he and Lucky were on the phone. He slipped, and the chair fell back on all fours violently. "No!" He said quickly. "Mokuba was just going on and on so…"
"So what?"

"I just wanted to make sure that we are still friends, after I said that thing and you kind of…" Kaiba said slowly. He seemed to be tailing off a lot in conversations today.

"Ah, that. Sure we are. Anyway, the second thing that I wanted to ask you is, what do you want me to call you?"

Kaiba sighed. "I don't know. Well, if we're friends, you can call me Seto." He said slowly. "Friends don't need to be formal, right?"

Lucky laughed. "Nah I guess not. Are you sure that you don't want me to call you; master, sir, your majesty, that sort of thing?"

"Well," Seto said at length. "Master or your majesty, but only if you really think it's necessary," he paused for dramatic tension. "My Queen."

"Only if you're my King sugar." Ashely replied instantly, feeling herself go red.

Seto laughed. "Yes my Queen." He replied, blushing only slightly. "Your will is my command."

"Well sugar," Ashely said. "I guess, unless I see or speak to you tomorrow, I'll see you Monday."

"Sounds like a plan. Call me maybe? If your majesty feels up to it?"

"One might be obliged to call you." Lucky said, in a mock-posh voice. "Bye sugar," she said, her voice back to normal. "Sleep well."

"Bye." Seto clicked the phone. With a deep sigh, he glanced at the document he had been reading. "Who'd have thought?" He muttered to himself. "That I'd find my only friend in an Internet chatroom."