"Wish that I could cry,

Fall upon my knees.

Find a way to lie,

About a home I'll never see."

Superman (It's Not Easy) by Five For Fighting

VI

It was nearly seven o'clock and Mokuba was thrilled by the prospects of going home. He had napped in the lobby for the majority of the time he had been there, visiting his brother periodically for food and a conversation or two to break up the day. Mokuba had heard about the meeting with Mr. Kazuko and was just as impressed with Kisara's performance as Seto was. Not only was she pretty, but smart too!

Mokuba refused to hide the grin on his face as he mused about what a perfect match Seto and Kisara were for one another and made his way towards Seto's office. Just then, he spotted Kisara up ahead, coming out of the elevator and walking in the same direction. Mokuba quickly rushed ahead to catch up with her.

"Hey Kisara! What's up?" Mokuba asked as he came up beside her.

"Nothing much, I just came from dropping off some important documents in the mail for your brother."

"Were the documents in big, brown envelopes?"

"Yeah they were. Why?"

"Those are some of our most important business files… Seto never let's anyone other than himself deliver those to the mailbox. He must really think highly of you." Kisara was both surprised and bewildered by this. She hadn't thought anything of dropping off those documents… though she also hadn't been told of their contents either.

"Wow… I didn't know that. I guess this must be a result of getting Mr. Kazuko to do business with us." Mokuba smiled as he replied.

"Must be." Their conversation was interrupted by the sweet and soft melody of music coming from Seto's office just as they came to the entrance. Mokuba ran in to embrace his brother, as he usually did after a long day of work. "Nii-sama, are you listening to music right now?"

Seto looked up from his laptop and turned. First he noticed Mokuba and then he noticed Kisara standing in the doorway. He immediately turned it off, "It's nothing, just some classical music."

"But you hate music! You've always said that you hated all music, even music that doesn't have lyrics."

"Classical music is different, it's not… the same."

"This is the first time I've heard you say that." Seto was too embarrassed to continue the conversation. He avoided meeting Kisara's gaze. Kisara gave a small smile. He had liked the music she had listened to… She said nothing, assuming that was what Seto wanted. Kisara coughed to get Seto's attention.

"Um, Mr. Kaiba, is there anything else you need me to do? Sounds like you're about to head home. I can stick around to finish up if there's anything to be done." Seto shut down his computer and closed his laptop. He got up from his seat.

"No, I think we've both done enough for the day. We can all head home." Mokuba jumped with glee after such a statement being made.

"Awesome! I'm so tired, Nii-sama. I can't wait to fall into bed." Seto gathered his things and packed them away. After clicking his brief case closed, he rose from his seat and exited his office, Kisara and Mokuba following from behind. "How are you getting home, Kisara?" Mokuba asked, "Do you have a car or something?"

Kisara shook her head. "I don't have a car, actually. I'm probably going to take the bus home." The three of them entered the elevator and proceeded to go downstairs to the first floor.

"Isn't it a little late in the day to be taking the bus home, though?" Mokuba asked with concern in his voice.

"What? No, of course it's not late. It's only a little after seven o'clock. The sun hasn't even set yet."

"I'm going to have to agree with Mokuba, Kisara. It'd be ridiculous to let you take the bus at this hour. How about we make a deal that we take you home every day after work, unless you have to leave early that day?" Mokuba looked to Seto and smiled.

"I think that's a good idea!" The elevator doors opened and the Kaiba brothers exited, Kisara followed after them towards the parking lot.

"I hope you don't have the impression that I need a ride home every day. I'll be fine going home, I promise." When Seto reached his car, he clicked his keys and unlocked it. He opened the backdoor and held it open. Mokuba hopped in and Seto gestured for Kisara to do the same.

"Please don't be annoying about this. I'm trying to do something nice for you so the least you can do is thank me and get in the car." Kisara shrugged and got into the car as Seto had commanded. They were off within a couple minutes.

"Do you need directions or…?"

"No, I know where you live. I have a good memory." Kisara folded her hands in her lap and said nothing for the rest of the drive to her apartment. When they reached the building, the car came to a halt and Kisara got out.

"Thanks for the ride, Seto. Will I be seeing you at the office, same time tomorrow?"

"Yep, that's how it'll go from now on." Kisara nodded with understanding and turned her head as she got out of the car. She didn't want him to see how obvious her smile was… not that Seto was even looking her way as he had been speaking to her. Kisara guessed their boss-assistant relationship was supposed to be that way. "Good night."

Kisara looked up to see him looking at her. Kisara didn't try to hide her smile that time.

"Good night. See you tomorrow."

"Bye Kisara!" Mokuba shouted with excitement right before Kisara shut the door.

"See you later, Mokuba." Kisara waved goodbye as they drove off and rounded the corner. She fiddled through her purse and fished out the keys to her apartment, letting a long, tired sigh be released from her chest. Today had been a good day… but a long day as well. Kisara couldn't wait to hop into bed, though judging by the grumbling in her stomach, she knew dinner had to come first before she even came near her bed.

Within a few minutes, she had made it up the stairs and into her apartment. She dropped her purse to the floor and let her head hang for a while. She was so tired… she didn't want to make dinner for herself. She just wanted to sleep. Dragging her feet across the ground, she journeyed from the door to her couch where she let her body collapsed for some well-earned rest.

Kisara kicked off her shoes and curled up, letting her body sink into the cushions. She propped up a pillow under her head and took a moment to take in her surroundings. It was a very empty apartment. There was hardly any furniture except for the basics in addition to Kisara's necessities for school and the boxes of her other stuff that had yet to be unpacked. She had spent all of last weekend adjusting to the time zone and catching up on her sleep leaving very little time for unpacking.

Just then, her eyelids began to feel heavy and for the time being, she was okay with that. Who cares if she didn't eat dinner? She wasn't hungry anyway… all she really wanted was to have a nice, deep sleep… Suddenly the phone rang, and Kisara sat straight up. She scrambled to get over to the home phone in the corner on the phone but when she saw the caller I.D. she froze and did nothing until it went to voice mail.

"Hey sweetie, it's your mom here. I know it's probably a little late where you are to be calling but your father and I were just calling to see how you're doing. We still haven't heard from you since you've been there. Are you having that much fun already?" There was a short pause that followed before she continued, "Well, I'll let you go. You're probably still adjusting to the time zone over there but just so you know, your father and I love you and miss you so much already. Please give us a call some time, and let Aunt Senbi know we said hi. That woman is hard to reach on her phone… hope you two aren't too busy having a good time together! Remember to do your homework!"

Kisara hadn't even noticed she was crying until she felt the tears beginning to drip down from the bottom of her chin to the folded hands in her lap. Kisara cursed herself for crying… she'd cried almost every single day since she had arrived in Japan. She missed her parents so much. She loved her parents intensely and had felt horrible the day she told them she was leaving because the way their faces looked showed how utterly shattered their hearts had become after hearing her decision to leave. But Kisara was set on doing what needed to be done and she felt moving to Japan was the best thing for her… even if every aspect of every step of the way practically killed her inside.

Slowly but surely, Kisara wiped away the tears and rose from the floor. She had to keep moving forward. She had to focus on the positive side. She was going to a new school, she had a great job… and then there was Seto Kaiba. And realizing that, made her stop dead in her tracks. She wasn't sure why, but he was a huge part of the reason she even felt slightly okay with her current predicament. She couldn't think too hard about it, though, because she knew if she did she wouldn't be able to sleep… for fear that there was actually a legitimate reason Seto Kaiba made her smile.

"…After you take this down to Room 105 and give a hand off to the jerk off giving the presentation, I'm going to need you to send out another memo to all the employees reminding them that when they're holding a meeting about our stocks, they should probably have a slide show that shows our most recent…" Seto stopped walking and turned to Kisara, "Are you okay? You're not keeping up with my pace. Is something wrong?"

Kisara shook her head. "No! I might just be a little tired or something. I really am paying attention though, and I'll make sure to get that all done within the next hour." The truth was that Kisara was tired since she had been up all night crying since hearing the voicemail her parents left her. Even though she knew Japan was where she was meant to be, her heart still ached for her family and friends. Nevertheless, she was at work now, it was a whole new day she was determined not to waste it crying over people living miles and miles away from her. She had to focus on the positive… by completely throwing herself into her work and not thinking about her family at all.

Just as Kisara looked up to see where she was going, she ran right into Seto. Seto and Kisara stopped walking when they realized they had both reached Seto's office and neither one of them had remembered to look where they were going. Seto politely nodded his head and gestured Kisara to walk in first.

"You can go first, Kisara."

"Thanks, Seto." Just as Kisara went to walk forward, she tripped on Seto's foot just as he was turning to let her walk through. Seto moved quickly, reacting purely on instinct, catching Kisara in mid-air right before she fell to the ground. His hands held her by the waist and kept her from hitting the ground. There was a silence that followed as Kisara was suspended in the air, unsure what to say in response to such chivalry.

Seto, on the other hand, couldn't help but notice he was actually touching a woman… not only that, but holding her up by the waist which was the most intimate he had ever been with any woman, ever. Upon realizing this, he immediately dropped Kisara to the floor. There was a loud thump as Kisara hit the ground and Seto could tell something bad had occurred from the look on Kisara face as she groaned in agony.

"Kisara, are you okay?" Seto rushed over and knelt down by Kisara, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to trip you." Kisara slowly began to sit up.

"There's nothing to fret about, I'm fine…" Kisara moved her hands to lift herself up off the ground but the moment she tried to exert any pressure on her left hand a shot of incredible pain shot through her arm. She fell back onto the floor and held her wrist, clenching her teeth. "I… might not be fine. I can't move my left hand properly. I think my wrist is messed up."

"We need to get you to a hospital right away." Kisara turned her head to look at him.

"Wait, what? You're going to take me to a hospital? Don't you think that's a little extreme?" Seto didn't give a response, he helped Kisara to her feet and turned towards the employee standing by the door, watching the amazing spectacle of Seto helping another human being.

"Let Mokuba know I'm taking Kisara to the hospital and I'll be back later," Seto barked at the man before leading Kisara out of the office with an arm around her shoulder the entire time and to the elevator. Kisara was holding her wrist and trying not to wince every time she walked. The tiniest movement caused her pain.

"Seto, the hospital is going to be crowded with people today. It's Monday afternoon… it'll take hours before we'll able to see a doctor." Seto opened the door for Kisara when they reached Seto's car and let her get in before jumping in on the driver's side.

"Don't you worry about seeing a doctor, I've got it all covered." Kisara turned to look at him. What did he think he could do, convince everyone in the hospital that he was more important than all the people who had been waiting there for hours before they had even arrived? Still, she couldn't complain about Seto's actions to take care of her… "And don't get any ideas about me caring about your condition, I'm only doing this because it's partially my fault you got hurt and I can't have an efficient assistant with a hurt arm."

"I don't care what reason your reason is, I simply appreciate your gesture and thank you for what you're doing." Seto said nothing and kept driving. Thankfully the Domino City hospital was nearby and it took them very little time to get there and park.

"Now listen, I need you to be quiet and follow my lead," Seto commanded as he led Kisara into the hospital, his arm still around Kisara's shoulder for support. Kisara said nothing and walked as quickly as possible to keep up with Seto as they neared the front desk.

"I'm going to need a doctor right now for my assistant. We're not sure what's wrong but I'm worried she might've broken her wrist." The woman at the front desk didn't even look up from the computer she was typing on.

"Sir, you're going to have to wait like everyone else to see a doctor, especially if you don't have an appointment." Seto slammed the bell on the woman's front desk so violently it sent an echo through-out the room, causing everyone to look up from what they were doing. When the woman looked up from her computer she rose from her seat when she saw who it was.

"Oh, Mr. Seto Kaiba… I didn't know it was you. I'm so terribly sorry…"

"If Dr. Yamato isn't here in the next five seconds, there's going to be a problem your boss will not want to hear about."

"I'll do that right away, Mr. Kaiba. Let me page him right now." Kisara was speechless. She had known Seto was well-known… but she could've never guessed that he commanded this much respect from the people of Domino City. It wasn't until they had left to meet the doctor on a higher floor that she had realized Seto still had his arm wrapped around her tight.

Kisara wasn't sure whether Seto had even noticed but during those moments she hadn't even noticed the pain in her wrist. All she could do was smile with gratitude that she wasn't completely alone.

A/N: Happy 11/11/11 folks! If you've been following me on Twitter, you may have noticed that I had been planning on updating on this day for a while now. I was a little worried that I wouldn't be able to since only yesterday, less than half of this chapter was written but suddenly I was struck with inspiration and all of this came out! I'm so happy, especially since I've been so stressed and sad lately. Writing always finds a way to brighten my spirits, though! And friendship. Which by the way, one of my most dear friends, Kura Bruder, has been helping me with this story every step of the way. I should've credited her for last chapter but I was a bum and forgot to mention it. So a big thank you goes out to her and all of you who read and review! Thank you guys so much, you brighten my day.