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The week flew by in a flurry of reports, charts, presentations, and filing. I'd had a few secretarial jobs before this one, but I had never been pushed to my limits like this. I didn't mind so much; I liked keeping busy. I couldn't complain to my friends that I got bored at work. While Mr. Kaiba was hard on me, he expected nothing but the best, and that pushed me to do the best that I could do. I didn't want to let him down. Mainly because I didn't want to lose my job if I screwed up.

Even after two weeks of working under him, his cold demeanor hadn't changed. Joey had told me it never would change, but I still hoped that we'd be able to become a bit closer. I was getting better at arriving before he did and having much of the morning's agenda already done and ready for him. He never thanked me, so I wasn't sure if he really appreciated it or not. But, he never complained either, and I figured if I did something wrong or something he didn't like, he'd let me know. So, I assumed he liked it this way.

I didn't have so many questions to ask now, either, which was a relief on all our parts. For the first few days, I had been scared of messing anything up and had flooded him with numerous questions. He'd answered them all stoically before dismissing me from the office. I was sure I was keeping him from his other much needed jobs.

Mokuba came and visited almost every day after school, and I found myself always looking forward to his visits. He'd tell me things about the Kaiba brothers that Mr. Kaiba would never tell me himself. The two lived alone in some penthouse in the city, and that's why Mokuba often came to the office; he got bored at home by himself and wanted some company. The two were orphans, and they were very close. When Mokuba talked about how caring and gentle Mr. Kaiba was growing up, I couldn't help but laugh.

"Him? Caring? To show feelings?"I chuckled gesturing the closed door that led to Mr. Kaiba's office. "Sorry kido, but I can't imagine him showing any emotion whatsoever."

"You should see him when I get kidnapped," Mokuba replied nonchalantly, as if being kidnapped was just part of being a Kaiba. "I talked to Yugi Mouto, and he said he'd seen an unusual amount of emotion then."

"You guys know Yugi real well?" I asked. Joey had talked about how much he hated Mr. Kaiba, but we hadn't really discussed at length how they knew each other. I just knew the basics. They'd all gone to school together, and Kaiba could be a bit arrogant.

"Oh, we're not close, but I like that gang. I get along with them, but Seto doesn't like them all that much," Mokuba shrugged and reached for a candy out of the dish I had put up especially for him.

"Why do they hate each other so much?" I asked him, leaning my head onto my left hand.

"I suspect it has something to do with Yugi beating my brother at a few duels. Seto hates to lose, and so it just never sat well. Yugi tries to get along with him, but it's all very fruitless," Mokuba replied, shoving the chocolate candy into his mouth and tossing the wrapper into the waste basket near my desk.

Sighing, I returned to the budget on my computer, wondering where I could cut some funds. Just then, the door opened and Mr. Kaiba walked through, shutting the door behind him. "I'm going home for the night. After you finish the budget, you may go as well." He said as he walked over to the coat rack and grabbed his jacket. He threw Mokuba his coat before putting his own on.

"Sir, don't forget about the charity dinner next Saturday night. I told them you'd be there," I commented, shifting some numbers around in the spreadsheet.

"I won't so long as you don't," he commented as he headed for the door.

"Okay," I murmured, scrolling down the page. Then, what he said sunk in. "Wait, I don't have to go to the dinner, do I?" I asked him, turning in my chair to face him fully. There was going to be a dueling tournament Saturday afternoon that I had wanted to partake in. I wouldn't be able to go if I had to be at a charity dinner at 5.

"I can't go alone, and since you said I'd go without first asking my permission, you're to come with me. Email me your address, and I'll pick you up at five," before I could get another word in, he had closed the door behind him, and I was left in the office alone.

What did one even wear to one of these events? I wasn't high class. I wouldn't be able to afford a nice, fancy dress. What was I going to do? Groaning, I quickly finished the budget chart, saved it, emailed Mr. Kaiba my address, and shut off my computer and headed home. Maybe Mai could lend me a dress. I knew she had gone to a few dinners when she was dating some rich tycoon before she'd started dating Joey. She'd be able to help me, I was sure. But, what if I embarrassed Mr. Kaiba at the dinner? Would my job be riding on this night?

I made my way out of the building and headed home. Opening the door to the apartment, I was greeted by laughter and a commotion in the living room. Kicking off my shoes into the corner, I threw my purse and keys on the table before making my way into the living room to see who was over tonight.

"Hey, Kaiah!" Tristan hollered from his seat on the recliner. He was leaning off of it, holding the spinner to the game of Twister that Yugi, Tea, Serenity, and Joey were trying to have. Mai and Bakura were sitting on the carpet, obviously having lost out. "Next game, it's Bakura, Mai, you, and I!"

I smiled and headed into the kitchen for a drink of water. "Sounds good!" We were twenty-some year olds playing twister. Yup. We were quite a group. "Hey, Mai!" I called out as I opened the fridge.

"Coming, hun!" she yelled back seconds before she appeared in the entry way of the kitchen. "What's up?" she asked as she leaned up against the bar.

"For my job, I have to go to a charity dinner with Kaiba next Saturday night, and I have no idea what to wear. I figured you'd have some tips from your time dating Mr. Billionaire Tycoon," I replied as I took out a can of pop.

"Like a date?" she asked, her eyebrows raised.

"Oh, God, no. It's my punishment for not asking him about it before accepting the invitation. I just thought he went to all of those fancy parties to make himself and the company look good, you know? Now, I can't go to the tournament with the guys, and I have to dress up all fancy like, and I have no idea what to do," I dramatically buried my face into my arms on the counter top.

"Kaiah, hun, I can help you out and give you some tips. Don't worry about it. Stress does not do good things to us women," Mai answered as she opened the fridge and took out a waterbottle and drank from it. "When I'm done with you, you'll have Kaiba eating out of your hands."

"Thanks, Mai," I smiled at her.

"Okay. I'll come over around one next Saturday so I can get you dressed and ready. Joey won't be home all day so it'll be just us girls," she told me before going back into the living room. I smiled, following her out. I was going to make Mr. Kaiba proud to take me with him. I refused to embarrass him.

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"Okay, do a little twirl, hun," Mai ordered, gesturing with a finger as she studied me. I did as I was told, trying not to trip in the high heels she had given me; they were much higher than I was used to. The dreaded day had arrived, and I was getting very nervous. I had only known Mr. Kaiba for a little over a month now, and I still felt as though I hardly knew him.

I stopped, feeling dizzy, and looked into the full length mirror to admire Mai's work. It was a good thing we were the same size and build. I wore a long, black, halter top dress. It was tight around the middle down to my upper thigh before it hung loosely to my feet, which were covered in a pair of white high heels. I had a pair of white pearl bracelets that adorned my wrists and a matching necklace that graced my neck. Mai had insisted on doing my make-up as well, and I felt like a doll. My lips were a deep red, and my eyes had been painted up. I hadn't been this dressy in my whole life.

Mai would always beat me in a beauty contest, but at this moment, I actually liked how I looked. My long, blonde hair had been curled, and my bangs had been brought back and pinned to the side. I wondered if he'd even be able to recognize me. I know I was having a hard time finding the old me. All that shown through was my light, blue eyes. I took a deep breath and glanced at the clock. It was nearly five. He'd be here any minute.

"You'll do fine. Remember to keep your head high; let Kaiba do most of the talking with the business people. Just be yourself. You'll do great," Mai took hold of my shoulders to center me. "Don't stress so much. Kaiba may be a jerk, but he's not going to let you fall. You fall, and you make his company look bad. He'll look out for you."

I nodded. Right. I couldn't make his company look bad. Suddenly, a knock on the door gave me a start. He was here. There was no turning back. I grabbed my purse, and took a deep breath before opening the door, glancing over my shoulder at Mai, who was sitting on the couch. She gave me a thumbs up. I let out the breath I was holding and opened the door.

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