~The Office: Pencil Pushing~

xxxYUGIOHXHP Crossover Lemon Yaoi (lemon later) A.U FUN

Pretty much obligatory fiction for all my beloved reviewers and readers who have stuck with me so long, I want to show my affections, and that I DO care for those that have taken the time to read and appreciate my work (in short, I'm a reviewhore who likes fanservice). So for all those who have been dying to see a SetoKaibaxHarryPotter yaoi, an M rated one at that, here you go! Plus this gives me an excuse to do an office romance. Review folks! Ready for some OOC fun? ;)

FYI, bit of business language used in this fic: PA means Personal Assistant, a softcopy is data still kept on a technological device, a hardcopy is a physical, usually printed copy of data. Also, I've never worked in a business setting, I'll try to give this some grounds of realism, but expect a lot of made-up stuff.

xxxxI DO NOT OWN YUGIOH OR HARRY POTTER "XXX

Harry Potter yawned, at age nineteen you'd think he'd actually get some peace after defeating Voldemort.

Wrong. He'd been working overtime at the Ministry, filling in forms for the Wizengamot was not fun. He had really wanted to be an Auror, a Hit-Wizard or even a professional Quidditch player, it's not as if he didn't get offers but following the war the government was left in shambles. If Harry had sat back and let new Minister Rufus Scrimgeour try and fix it all, it would take too long and the world needed to heal.

After a year of being at the head seat of the Wizengamot, giving fair trial to the surviving Death Eaters (soon sent to Azkaban) he resigned from his position and found himself jobless. He went through the Ministry's Squib-Muggle program that used a complex series of time turners to give a complete muggle education to those (usually squibs) who wish to find work in a muggle setting.

"I've had enough of magic," murmured Harry, eyes shutting for a moment as he tiredly rubbed his temples.

That wasn't entirely true, he'd just gotten sick of the magical world in general, ever since the divorce papers came through he'd gotten nothing but media attention and he felt so -tired- of it.

He'd managed to somehow get roped into marrying Ginny Weasley, but the woman, after throwing herself at him, would later stalk the night and search for more entertainment, and each day Harry found a bag of galleons missing. He had enough of it, and a bitter public divorce proceeding followed. Harry had been way too young for it, but it had been more-or-less arranged and the freedom of choice had been forgotten.

For a few months he'd been transferred into Japan after the proceedings and sold a majority of the Potter's land and chose to live in his estate in central Domino.

Maximillion Pegasus liked the boy, really he did, and he was wonderful as a worker for Industrial Illusions, but he wasn't working well with others, his supervisor tried looking out for him, and his appraisals from each Industrial Illusions department glowed but he was such a distraction he actually lowered productivity.

"I'd love for you to continue working with Industrial Illusions Harry-boy but I think no matter how we try to fix this I believe-," Pegasus paused to pour tea into a fine China cup in the office.

"-your problems are simply too inset with the workforce here," said Pegasus sadly.

Harry bit down on his lip and nodded slowly.

"Are you firing me?" said Harry so quietly to hide the fact his voice nearly-shook, being fired was always a scary experience.

"Oh gosh no!" exclaimed Pegasus, flicking some of his long silver hair from his face as he tried to help one of his employees.

"I'm transferring you into our sister company, your glowing CV and appraisals are more then enough, and you won't have those awful rumors there, think of it as a fresh-start," smiled Pegasus.

Wow, my totally-not-camp-as-Ricky-Martin-Boss isn't a total asshole like ninety nine percent of people I've worked under, thought Harry dryly.

The awful rumors and gossip followed Harry when Ginny had tracked him down to his work-place while the divorce papers were still going through, ever since the workplace had buzzed with nasty things about Harry. Somehow Ginny had used magic to get passed security.

"So, where are you transferring me?" asked Harry nervously.

"How does KaibaCorp sound? They're down on workers, the recession has caused us all, especially KaibaCorp to lay off workers and I think, you would make a fabulous PA," smiled Maximillion Pegasus.

"Boss, I'm on an apprenticeship course for about a year here and you want me to PA for a KaibaCorp higher-up?" squeaked Harry, green-eyes wide and mouth falling open. Only higher-ups had PAs.

"Not just a higher-up Harry-boy," chuckled Pegasus as Harry squirmed in nervousness.

"Who?" asked Harry dreading the answer, Pegasus looked way too happy, that's never a good sign.

"Seto Kaiba,"

Harry chose this moment to do something he always wanted to do, dramatically spit out tea behind his shoulder.

"You want me to be the PA for the CEO of KaibaCorp?!" Harry swore in every language he knew in his mind, almost dropping the China mug. There were rumors about Seto Kaiba in Industrial Illusions, hell, he'd earned the nickname Slayer, and The Dragon! He fired his last PA and left her in tears! There wasn't a person in the business who hadn't heard that story.

Maximillion Pegasus just smiled.

Later:

A life in the muggle world, new job placement. First day of work in KaibaCorp, on a probationary period as it counted as a type of apprenticeship course until Kaiba found a better PA to replace the one he'd fired previously who dared ask for a raise, though he was fine with having an apprentice do a type of "Work Experience" as his PA so long as he could do his job, he had bigger things to worry about then immediately finding a permanent personal assistant (PA).

It was all administrative support for staff too. Joy. Paperwork.

"No magic, no explosions," breathed Harry, rubbing his eyes tiredly.

"Normal boring administrative job," he comforted himself as he walked around his Japanese estate.

"Nothing to worry about....right?" he had no idea how to conduct himself and he had an early start! He received a message via pager that he should get to KaibaCorp early so at 6 in the morning he was staring at himself in a mirror.

His hair had grown slightly passed his waist, the more it had grown the straighter it became, and Harry's "Potter-hair" became so much trouble when it was short and wild he let it grow out to the point it became poker-straight, more like Lily's had been.

Harry couldn't do anything about the very slight dark shadow under his eyes from waking up so early, he looked pale as a ghost and after a month into working in Industrial Illusions he had corrective lazer eye surgery seen as though he had to work with small-print and computers a lot.

After a long shower he made an effort to cover his lightning bolt scar to try and look smart.

Harry put on the KaibaCorp uniform he was sent, it felt rather childish to him, but Industrial Illusions did uniforms too, at least this time it wasn't red.

Over a white polo-shirt and a plain tie he sported the KaibaCorp blazer, on the breast pocket situated on the upper left of his blazer was the KaibaCorp "KC" emblem.

"This is almost like a British school-boy's uniform!" snorted Harry in slight amusement, though he doubted the Japanese had looked into it enough to really catch onto that fact. Putting on a nice pair of black slacks and a pair of Italian leather shoes (costed an arm and a leg!), to try and fit with the rich people he would undoubtedly work with.

Harry frowned at his length black hair and reached for a plain gray elastic, without any force applied, just to tie his hair back from his face, the 'ponytail' of sorts hung loosely to save from looking feminine, as he was sick of being teased as an "androgynous little sod".

"Merlin did dad spawn with some type of elf? I look like something off a darn Dueling card," muttered Harry.

Grabbing a suitcase filled with new gadgets, he began walking to his taxi, straight for KaibaCorp.

Harry swallowed the lump in his throat as he craned his head up to look at the tallest building in Domino, the KaibaCorp skyscraper as he stepped out of the taxi.

"Here goes nothing," he mumbled, as he walked in wearing the KaibaCorp entry pass that had been sent to him with the uniform.

Reception Desk,7:30:

The rather strict-looking woman pursed her lips as an early-worker came in, she stared at him for a moment, unable to recognize him.

"May I help you Sir?" she said, in an almost snappish tone.

"I'm Mr. Kaiba's new PA," said Harry nervously "It's my first day and I was told to come to the desk and receive some paperwork Mr. Kaiba set yesterday for my arrival?"

"Good. You came early, get Kenjii to give you a tour of the building before the boss arrives, and here is your work," said the lower-level receptionist, passing a pile of papers from under the desk to Harry.

"Kenjii?" queried Harry.

"Oh, a cute one?" cut in a teasing voice.

"That's Kenjii," said the receptionist, Scarlet, deadpan.

"I suppose you're the boss's new PA," grinned Kenjii, a twenty four year old male with short brown hair and a long white lab-coat.

"They told me to show you around, better do it quick though, looks like The Dragon's already left you mountain of work on your first day," said Kenjii dryly, eyes flickering to the sheets in Harry's hands.

They walked down the white and blue corridors of KaibaCorp, Kenjii asked a few questions about Industrial Illusions, just to see if it was worth transferring over there. Quickly, Harry realized Kenjii was the flirtatious type, it was amusing at first, but he soon grew weary of it.

"-and over here beside the elevator and stair lift is the building map, see these glowing coloured dots?" pointed Kenjii to an electronic map, on a screen beside the lift.

"Yeah," nodded Harry, soaking it all in.

"The entry passes are also locators that work when you step within the building, when you come in your movements are viewable here incase somebody needs to find you, you and everyone wearing their pass can locate one another on any of the electric maps here," grinned Kenjii, expecting Harry to be the slightest bit impressed but was surprised when he wasn't.

It's like a mechanical Marauders Map! thought Harry with a smile.

"Your pass has a coloured dot on it, marking your position as CEO PA, everyone has a different colour, and must learn the colour-code so you can identify the dots. Like, the blue one on the first floor means Head of Development, etc." elaborated Kenjii, pointing it out as clear as he could.

"With these, you don't even have to bother learning names," snorted Kenjii "-I'd recommend you do though, just to save from annoying anyone,"

"I can get the colour-code emailed to you by Scarlet, learn it quick kiddo,"

"You're not even that much older then me!" said Harry indignant at the 'kiddo' comment.

"Keep that attitude up with the old fossils you'll be in meetings with and you'll go far," said Kenjii in amusement "With some of them, flattery gets you everywhere,"

Harry mentally took notes.

"Scoot up to your new office, it's adjacent to the big cheese's," grinned Kenjii " I have to get back to the department, good luck!" he's gunna need it...

His new office had a plain desk, a desk-light and desktop, phone, a huge window that reached from ceiling to floor that was fitted with blinds, the view was utterly beautiful. The floors were no longer a cold blue painted floors but a warm red rich carpet. Also, he got his own drinks machine just outside his office -which was pretty sweet.

"Awesome! Oh my Mer--God!" exclaimed Harry when he saw a large, comfortable leather computer chair with a huge cushion.

"A swivel chair!" Harry jumped onto it and began spinning around to the point of dizziness on it.

"You spin me right round baby, right round like a record baby, right round, right rou--" he began singing until a voice cut in.

"Enjoying your new office?" said an amused voice.

"Holy crap-muffins Kenjii! I thought it was the boss!" said Harry suddenly stopping and fixing up his tie.

"Shouldn't you be...wherever it is you said you had to be?!" managed Harry as he quickly tried to compose himself.

"Just here to give you a heads up, he's about an hour away according to the guy chauffeuring, he rang," grinned Kenjii, sometimes making friends with the lower folk paid off.

"Right! Thanks!" Harry rushed to open his suitcase and log in on the company network on the desktop. He stared at the sheets of paper he'd gotten from reception, his boss had a Dumbledore-like handwriting, a neat cursive italic, on it were many crossings out, things in brackets, and hasty notes.

Harry realized it was a list of meetings, things and arrangements he had for a week, his eyes widened.

"Bloody hell I can see why he needs a personal assistant," muttered Harry, getting out a PDA he had brought and began scheduling all the things he needed to do or he'd probably forget amongst trying to sort out his boss's messy schedule.

Harry finally saw, next to the desktop keyboard a headset.

Ugh. Muggle technology could really be a handful, his headset looked a little cyborgish for his tastes.

"KCspeak?" he saw a program under that name on the computer, KC obviously standing for "KaibaCorp,".

"Oh! A video conferencing program!" Harry grinned and finally noticed the small high-definition flipcam mounted on the desktop.

Rubbing his tired green eyes, Harry smiled and opened up a professional word processing program and began typing up a week plan, organizing a plan for the week. A long with the business people he had plans with, were numbers. After spending thirty minutes trying to figure out how to work the phone (as it was one that did calls to fellow workers and those out of the building) he spent the hour calling them up despite the nervousness in the pit of his very stomach.

"So Thursday 10:40 is alright? No? I'll see if I can switch it for Friday, Mr. Kaiba is a very busy man-" Harry had to check all the times were fine with those scheduled, and if it wasn't, he'd have to call up the person he was switching meeting times with at least five days prior to the meeting day.

He didn't realize he'd been working solidly until he stared at the time on the bottom left of the computer screen.

Harry had managed to sort out his schedule for the week whilst trying to keep as much free-time allotted for Kaiba as he could, he only hoped his boss would notice that.

"I see you've already settled in," said a gruff dark voice as Harry set the phone down with his left and his right hand suddenly stopped typing. A smear of red went over his cheeks as he swiveled around to face the tall figure leaning at the door.

Harry's stare went from a set of blue-buckled black boots that ended at the knee, what looked like black trousers -tight-, a silver belt, a black sweater with a sleeveless white studded coat over it. He had short chocolate-brown hair, arranged to the point of immaculateness and hard stern stare that could melt ice.

"Hey Boss," managed Harry faintly, trying hard not to stare too long at 'The Dragon' in person.

Seto Kaiba frowned deeply, what was Pegasus playing at? Sending such a young kid to work as his PA? He seemed very efficient and managed to manage a weeks worth of meetings, not counting anything that would pop in the course of the week as it happened, things for now, were sorted, -kinda.

"You're the new PA, Potter -wasn't it?" said Kaiba, coffee in hand.

"Yes Mr. Kaiba,"

"I see you have the meeting plan done, email me a softcopy when you're sure you're finished," cold. Frigid. Making effort not to look directly at Harry.

Sigh.

"My office is adjacent to yours, never come in if I'm seeing somebody, I will call for you if I need you," then, with the most arrogant walk Harry had ever seen, he swaggered out the door, coat billowing out behind him.

Harry felt as though those electric blue eyes were seeing through him.

"God, I think even Voldemort would have shat himself," he muttered in English as he prepared to send off a softcopy.

Elsewere:

"So apparently the Potter guy who owns that huge-ass estate in downtown actually lives here now," said Duke Devillin casually as he walked down with his friends.

"Whoa?! I thought that place was haunted, it gives me the heebijeebis," shuddered Joey.

"Maybe we'll see him at school," shrugged Ryou.

"Nah, I saw him come out this morning in job uniform, the poor guy works for that jerk Kaiba," said Joey sympathetically.

"Poor schmuck," snickered Yugi.

"We sound like a load of gossipy old women," snapped Marik, rolling his eyes.

"Oh! I forgot to mention, he was actually pretty cute," Joey got a lot of strange looks.

"I--I mean for a guy and everything! Young too, my point is--"

"You had a point?" snorted Tristan, barely paying attention.

"-It's about time Kaiba got laid,"

Marik stumbled, Yugi looked at Joey like he was some type of demon, Anzu and Ryou turned red, Duke was holding in his laughter, and Tristan outright laughed.

"Maybe he won't be such a scrooge anymore, maybe Mokuba's right 'He's Just A Big Gooey Teddybear Inside'," sniggered Marik.

"I struggle to imagine Kaiba as any type of cuddly thing," said Duke deadpan, causing more laughter.

XXXENDCHAPXXX

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