I have about half this story written already; I just have to type it up. So the updates should come pretty quickly, at least for a little while.

Chapter 1

Kaiba met his brother at breakfast the following morning. Mokuba did his morning chatter over a plate of pancakes while Kaiba sat with a mug of coffee – black, of course.

"The gala went pretty late, huh," Mokuba said, his gray eyes peering over his plate.

"Yes," Kaiba lied. He had left at about 9:30 PM, and gotten back at roughly 2:30 AM.

Mokuba grinned. "I hope you had fun. And how was your daaaaate?" he asked teasingly.

"Fine."

"Was she pretty?"

"Yes."

"She's a model, isn't she? What was her name again?"

"Yes. Yoshie." Though it was heavily publicized, he still didn't tell his little brother much about his quote-unquote "love life."

"Was she was a good dancer?"

"She was good enough. It's getting late; you need to get to school."

Mokuba moaned good-naturedly and hopped off his chair, grabbing his school bag. Kaiba followed him out the door, stepping into the waiting limousine behind him.

Mokuba stared long and hard at his big brother before asking, "Are you okay, Niisama? You seem gloomier than usual." Wringing his hands, he added, "You're not depressed again, are you?"

Kaiba merely shrugged.

Kaiba sat in his desk at the back of the classroom, staring aimlessly out the window as first period loomed. The teacher walked in just as the final bell rang. Ito-sensei was a middle-aged man, his black hair receding already. He wore reading glasses for the reason that his aging eyes were becoming far-sighted.

"Now class," Ito-sensei stated. "Open your books to page…" He was interrupted by the door to the classroom opening. Everyone, including Kaiba, turned to see a girl poke her head in.

"Um… excuse me," she started, mumbling slightly. "Is this class 2-B?"

"Yes," said the teacher. He looked over the roster on the laptop on his desk. "Oh, you're…" He squinted. "Mercer Faye-san."

"Faye Mercer, yes," she confirmed.

"Well… come to the front of the class and tell us a little about yourself."

The girl paled. "Um… sure…" She stepped up next to Ito-sensei, and Kaiba could get a good look at her. She had a petite figure, though she was slightly taller than average. She had thin, shoulder-length light brown hair and dark green eyes. An inch or two of the tips of her hair was dyed silver. She tugged at the short skirt of the uniform occasionally, denoting a high probability of self-consciousness. "Hello…" she said. After a silent pause, she continued, "Well, my name is Faye, and I moved here recently from New York City in the United States. Um… I like to draw and write… and I love video games."

That perked a few guys up. A petite girl – not too nerdy looking, either – who liked video games? Score!

"Um…" She looked back at the teacher with a look that plainly said please let me sit now.

Ito-sensei nodded. "Yes. Sorry, the only free desk is back there next to Kaiba Seto-san." The girl called Faye nodded and headed for her seat. "Now as I was saying, open your books…"

As the teacher rambled on, Kaiba discreetly studied Faye's profile. Her face was welcoming, and her nose had perfect shape. She wore no makeup, not even mascara or lip gloss. Her long fingers rested on her book, her nails painted a dark red. Kaiba at first rolled his eyes. Great, another person who couldn't go a day without nail polish. But he noticed that on one hand, the nail polish had been restlessly picked at, dispelling that notion.

At last, the bell rang, ending the period, and Ito-sensei left. Some kids arose from their desks to visit their friends at other desks. Yugi and his friends got up and walked over to Faye's desk to say hello. Kaiba scowled, but they paid him no heed.

After the four of them introduced themselves, Anzu asked hopefully, "So Faye-chan, you're from New York?" Faye seemed glad and relieved that someone decided to talk to her. She was grinning.

"Yeah," she said.

"You don't have a New York Accent," Yugi noted.

"That's because I'm originally from Chicago. When I was 12, we moved to New York. And now, four years later, I'm here."

"That sounds kinda rough," Honda said. She shrugged.

"Faye-chan, you like to draw?" Anzu inquired.

"Yeah, but I guess I like writing a little more."

Anzu beamed. "That's awesome. I'm a dancer. I dream of going to New York to study dancing!"

"That's great, Anzu-chan!" Faye said eagerly. "I'm sure you can do it!" The Japanese girl brightened visibly.

"So Faye-chan," Jounouchi said, "do you play Duel Monsters?"

"Kinda. I'm still a novice, but I've got a deck."

"Faye-chan," Yugi piped up. "You said you like video games, right?" She nodded. "Would you like to come to the arcade with us after school today?"

Faye smiled, her eyes lighting up. "I'd love that!"

Kaiba, meanwhile, decided she had a pretty smile, which meant the press would love her if he picked her up. And he was becoming tired of Yoshie anyway. Not to mention that so far, Faye seemed light-hearted, which meant that she might not mind being dragged to balls and dances.

It was clear, then. Faye would replace Yoshie. He would use her until he got tired of her, too.

Once again, this is my first time using honorifics. I hope I got them right.

So that's Faye, my OC. Anzu, while maybe not having as big a part as some of you want, DOES have a bigger part than the other characters (minus Kaiba, of course). So I put her on the "character roster" thingy. You know what I mean... Cheers! Don't forget to review, please.