A/N: So here we are again! I've decided to continue this story as a series of oneshots. My original warning stands from here on out: I apologize if Kaiba is out of character. Read and review!
The phone was ringing. At three in the damn morning. Groaning inwardly, Ali rolled over and picked up her phone.
"Someone had better be dying."
"Did I wake you?"
Alice let out another groan. Of course Seto Kaiba would be the only person to call her at three in the goddamn morning.
"You could say that," she sighed. "What is it?"
"I wanted your opinion on something."
"And it couldn't wait? It's three in the morning!"
He was quiet on the other end and Ali could just imagine the disappointed scowl on his face. Or maybe it was a frustrated one.
"If I didn't value your opinion, Alicia, I wouldn't have called," he said icily. "Now pay attention."
She sighed again.
"I'm listening."
"How would you see a joint project with MADware going?"
"Badly," she answered promptly. "That ass has no idea what he's doing."
"Elaborate."
"The company's run by a spoiled little rich boy who inherited daddy's business. Dealing with him would be the equivalent to flushing money down a toilet. However," she said drowsily, "If you go over his head and talk to the board of directors- the project has potential. One of the members is actually in charge of development. His name's Danny D'Aulaire."
"Another of Daddy's friends?" he teased.
"Tony's, actually."
She could almost see him nodding and mulling it over- lips pressed together forming a thin line and brow furrowed in thought.
"And the outcome?"
"Like I said, if you go to Danny, it has real potential. He's a smart guy, shrewd- you'd like him."
"I'll be sure to give your brother a call, then."
She hummed in acknowledgement.
"Was that all you wanted?"
"And I wanted to hear your lovely voice again."
Alicia couldn't help but chuckle.
"You are so full of shit."
She heard him laugh softly and she could picture the smug expression on his face.
"Indeed. I'll call you and let you know how everything turns out."
"You call me at three again and you're sleeping on the couch for a week," she replied, breaking into a yawn.
"I'll keep that in mind," he chuckled.
"Can I go back to sleep now?"
"You may. I'll see you on Friday- don't be late."
"Love you too, pumpkin."
Ali hung up the phone before Kaiba could say anything else. She did not need to hear his smarmy comeback and start an argument; besides, it was going to be hard enough to go back to sleep as it was.
In New York, Kaiba glanced down at his phone and smiled to himself as he put it back in his pocket. She was so in for it when he got home.