Point of View

So finally decided to start up another YGO fic... though I really need to get onto Sex Pets and finish it XP Call it writer's block if you will.

So I had this random idea that popped into my head last night at work about Seto not really understanding what women go through and that for him to truly understand what they go through, to become one himself.

This takes place after the Millennium World series. There will be plenty of sexing later on too ^_^

This is a new approach for me, one that I am hoping will work. I own all the OCs for this minus that of Brooke, which belongs to one of my close friends.

Hope you enjoy!

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Asha let out a long sigh, the fingers of her right hand rapping against the smooth black oak surface of her desk as she gazed intently into the screen of her computer, having been opened to a word pad program, but with no words typed out.

"Goddamnit!" the girl cursed, running her hands through her long black hair in frustration.

She had been sitting like this for the past few days, from early in the morning from when she woke up to late into the night where she finally gave up and went to bed. For days she has been trying to work on her new novel, but still no new ideas came. It was very rare for her, since she was always brimming with ideas, but lately her mind has been elsewhere. Luckily for her, the editors here in Japan were very patient and didn't unreasonably rush the process of a success in the making.

She smiled dimly, leaning back in her black computer chair, her mind reflecting on the recent events of a few months ago. How things had happened so quickly.

She originally lived in Canada and was going to college to become a novelist. Though she had aspirations of becoming an artist or an actress, more often than not she always came back to writing stories, from when she was very young to now.

Of course they only started as fanfictions off various different television programs she use to watch, and now and again she would come up with original ideas that seemed to work really well, especially with the various fans who later on became her internet friends, always bugging her for updates.

It pushed the girl into wanting to work a lot harder, to go past her limits and to reach new levels in her work. Even if it wouldn't get her a career in the long run, it was a pass time of hers that she never wanted to give up.

At her current age of twenty years old, the current fictions Asha loved writing involved sexual encounters. Starting back to when she was fourteen, when she was learning of the intimate parts of the human body, that's when she became very interested with sex and started to explore various different aspects of it. For her, stories weren't interesting unless there was some sex involved in it. Naturally at a younger age, though it was very well written, she still couldn't grasp everything. It became a lot more clearer and easier for her after she lost her virginity at the age of seventeen, and even more so when she finally transferred into a different way of life, or stereotype, however you put it.

She was what one would call a goth, dressed up in various provocative or flavourable dark coloured clothes, accessorized with spiked collars, leashes, chains and various other methods of bondage wear. Along with heavy eyeliner and black lipstick, she did it all. Some friends who knew her before when she was classified as 'normal' now viewed her completely differently where as others expected this turnaround for her. She did not care. The friends who treated her the same as before were those who she still held dear to her, where as those who didn't she knew weren't real friends at all.

One may ask how she was drawn into the culture. At first Asha could say it was the clothing, but later on it became the history of how the goth culture came to be, from way back into the old days, from different forms of architecture to how some of the metal bands originated the look to how it became now. It fascinated her, all the various forms of the gothic culture, and that in itself helped with her sexual stories later on.

Luckily for her, though the professors at her college weren't too keen on her choice of writing, a very famous publishing company from Japan had come upon one of her stories on an adult literature website and became very intrigued with her style of writing, and the subject of her stories. After a few emails, Asha was offered a job in Domino, Japan to publish her various different eroticas, where at the time was very popular compared to in Canada. However she had to move to Japan to accept the job.

At the time she was a bit wary, wondering if it was legit, though she very well knew that Toho Publishing Industries was indeed real. Still, to play on the safe side, she called up her high school friend Brooke Phillips, who had moved to Domino a year ago with her girlfriend of three years, Kashka Younge, to become a graphic designer.

Upon hearing the news from her friend, Brooke urged Asha to take it and stated she would be downright foolish for not doing so. Japan had a lot more material that the gothic girl could use compared to Canada in a long shot. The state of living was quite well there too. It was an opportunity of a lifetime, and after getting off the phone with her friend, she took the job.

Luckily for her, Toho Publishing Industries provided her with a condominium already paid off for her to move into. They also supplied her paid Japanese classes for a month. The only thing she had to pay for was her flight to Domino, Japan, and even that was at a decent discount.

At times she would wonder if she would ever miss Canada. Sometimes, it was a yes, but more often than not, a no. It felt like she needed to start fresh and perhaps this was the break she needed. And it wasn't like she would never speak to her Canadian friends again, but everyone goes their own way and soon, get over the fact.

The condominium was very luxurious and yet simple at the same time. Enough space for her to move about and work on various different tasks. The classes themselves were a big help and after two months she was quite fluent in the language, as well as writing it.

However, once again fortunate for her, and at times she did find it still astonishing how her publisher were ever so lenient towards her, she could still write her novels in english and once passing them off to her editor, they would do the straight translation and then return it to her so she could go over it and compare to see if anything is out of place before it was sent out to the public. Asha could never begin to imagine how bent over backwards the Japanese people were.

Brooke had felt the same way when Asha finally spent time with her friend. She was working for a well known worldwide graphic designing corporation and their headquarters were in Domino. And though her friend had a lot of big projects coming up, the company did not rush her to finish them. They'd rather her take her time and put her all in it then to just put half. Asha had never seen her friend any bit happier at her job, who went all the way out to please their hard working employee.

Brooke, who was a year younger than Asha but Kashka, who was three years older than the gothic girl, lived in a large two story house in the rural area of Domino with their two male roommates, Ryou Bakura and Malik Ishtar, who were also a couple.

Brooke was friends with the two over the internet since the beginning of high school. They met over an online Duel Monster chat forum and from them on have been talking ever since. When Brooke landed her job, Malik had gotten into the modelling business and moved back into Domino, Japan. He had suggested, since the company was investing in a house for him, that she and Kashka should live with him and Ryou, who had gotten a librarian job at about the same time. Brooke, estatic at the idea, agreed and thus that's where she's been ever since.

Asha remembered vaguely seeing Malik's face on television a few times when Seto Kaiba, the CEO of KaibaCorp, was running the Battle City tournament, but he had looked a bit different back then. Currently he was now wearing women's clothing, to which he felt more comfortable within and sexier too. Asha felt for some reason it was a touchy subject to ask why he did the switch, but nonetheless agreed that it suited him quite well. Not many males could pull off crossdressing, but Malik was definitely one of them.

As for Ryou, he too was in the Battle City tournament, but Asha didn't see him at all on T.V. She respected how calm and patient he was, especially when Malik got into "girl" fights with Kashka and Brooke. He was definitely the mediator of their house.

She was envious of the four in the relationship department, but knew it took a long while. She was very happy for Brooke, who before never thought she'd find someone till Kashka came into her life. The very lively redhead, who was now employed as a daytime security guard for the higher class Domino mall, suited her friend quite nicely. The girl could not fathom in the beginning how the two clicked, for they were quite the opposite of one another, Kashka a very outgoing and party type girl, where as Brooke had a more reserved, if not playful cynical attitude to her. Yet the saying 'opposites attract' definitely applied here.

But she kept her feelings to herself when being around them and was happy that they themselves were in pure bliss. Malik and Ryou accepted her quite graciously into their lives and she was glad to have them as friends.

After settling down, one of her editors told her that until the her current stories from the internet were published and set out to the markets, she wouldn't get paid till everything settled out, though he assured her it would not take too long. At the same time, he recommended that perhaps the girl could get a part time job till everything settled through.

Though Asha had enough saved up money to last her for a bit, she didn't feel like lazing around and what with Brooke, Kashka, Ryou and Malik all working full time, there was really no point to not get a job.

There were a lot of high paying jobs in Domino, but too many of them required various different degrees which Asha did not have. At the same time, though it would be rather easy to get into a minimum paying job, she wasn't really in the mood to work in a fast food joint or a retail store again.

She finally came upon an add in the newspaper seeking a part time babysitter for the CEO of KaibaCorp's younger brother Mokuba. Remembering the various times she saw the extremely hot man on the television made her swoon, but she knew there would be plenty of other girls, and perhaps boys, applying for this job to just get closer to rich man that she knew she'd had to be serious about the job and not because of the added bonus with it.

An interview with the CEO himself was set up soon after she made an appointment and though just being in close proximity to the man made her nether region grow wet, she kept herself calm and collected. She had queried as to why the CEO needed a babysitter for his brother, having surely enough employees to look after him. He simply stated it was due to the fact that Mokuba saw them as people working and not someone he could actually have fun with. They were all for the work and Seto would not force his younger brother to grow up without having a childhood, and thus the job application.

But he was no fool. He was weeding out the ones who were only in it for the money and not for his brother. Asha didn't deny that the income would help, but she didn't mind kids and liked interacting with them.

Seto inquired everything about her, to what her other job may be, to where she came from, to her current lifestyle. Asha held back no secrets, at least those that she knew the CEO could easily find out. It did not bother Seto in the least that she was gothic, or that she was a hired on novelist for TPI writing sex stories. As long as she did not influence it on to his younger brother, that was all he cared for, as well as his happiness. Satisfied with how she complied easily to his wishes, Seto gave her the job.

Taking care of Mokuba was no chore in itself and though the boy was timid of the girl in the beginning, soon enough warmed up to her and they had plenty of fun times playing Duel Monsters, watching movies, getting her ass whupped by the kid in various video games or even just going out for walks.

He asked her about everything, from the way she dressed to why she moved to Japan. Leaving out that she wrote sex stories, she happily complied to his questions and Mokuba listened, fascinated about the things she told.

And not only did things with Mokuba go well, so did her relationship with Seto Kaiba. In the beginning, after her interview, she didn't see much of him, but later on she would pass him as she'd leave after taking care of Mokuba for the whole day. First he would only acknowledge her with a simple greeting, but soon they had short chats to even longer conversations.

Asha could not understand how this happened. Perhaps it came down to the fact that she was acting like herself. She wouldn't let Seto walk over her, using his commandeering ways with his employees towards her, though he never did, but she was respectful all the same. She had also abided his wishes about Mokuba and that left the man quite at ease.

It probably also helped that she wasn't all over him like his various different fan girls and boys were as well as she wasn't trying to get all his money. She felt that the CEO, in his own weird, cold hearted fashioned way, has accepted her as a friend. And that made her extremely happy.

She still had the hots for him, no doubt about it, but felt that she couldn't and shouldn't do anything about it, as she told her friends one day.

Brooke only rolled her eyes at the news. Her company worked occasionally with KaibaCorp, mostly when it came to upgrading more of Seto's holographic duel disk designs. The blond haired girl had met the cold blue eyed man on occasion, but definitely did not warm up to his asshole attitude.

"You always fall for the assholes, don't you Ash?" Kashka joked that time. It was true. For some reason Asha always fell for some lowlife jerk, though sexy in her terms, and it always brought her trouble.

Besides, no one has every seen Seto Kaiba go out on a date with any girl, or anyone period. He was always working, on business trips or at home with Mokuba. He never had leisure time for things such as dates. No one even knew which sex he was interested in, or, as Ryou pointed out, him ever having sex.

"Why is it always the hot guys are gay..." the gothic girl sighed, shaking her head. Malik let out a slow chuckle, meeting her eyes with an amused stare.

"Actually most of the time, at least for myself, its the other way around. Why are all the hot guys straight?" Asha laughed at this as Ryou shook his head and let out a sigh.

"Frankly, no one has seen him dating anyone. Ask Mokuba and I'm sure he'll tell you that too. He's a really busy man... but for all we know, he could be asexual and have no interest in anyone".

Asha nodded, knowing Ryou did have a legit point. It would make sense... and it didn't make her feel so bad. She hated being jealous, but it was a normal human reaction. She would never ask the younger brother though, only picturing the embarrassing situation before her.

"Besides Asha, I don't want you to be treated badly by another jerk off. You're lucky he's so nice to you as a friend, as still weird as that sounds" Brooke concluded.

Her friends were right. She should be greatful for what she has at the moment. Chasing someone to the ends of the earth never bodes well for one's health, or sanity for that matter.

As time had passed, Asha's life became more comfortable. Finally being paid by TPI for her previous works, she finally started to work on her new novel. But they weren't pushing her as editors in North America would and she found herself having plenty of time juggling her work around with spending time with Brooke and the others, as well a continuing to look after Mokuba occasionally and a bit of her time with Seto. He even later on gave her his exclusive cell phone number, in case of emergency. Originally he gave her the direct line to his office in Kaiba Corp, feeling that should be enough. But currently with upcoming business trips, in case of any unseen disaster to occur, his cellphone was the next best thing. Asha for a time wondered if there was an underlying mean, but brushed that thought away as soon as it came. Seto always stated the facts up front and never beated around the bush.

However lately the CEO has been irritating the gothic girl as of late, almost to the point of anger. For the past while, everytime he returns from work and she is there, he vents off about how incompetent his female employees were, nattering away of how simple minded and complete bumbling idiots they were, even with the most simplistic of tasks at Kaiba Corp. It was a funny sight to see, Seto ranting, if the topic didn't grate one of the long black hair girl's nerves.

Asha was a bit defensive when it came to work and it was the whole male bashing the female coworker scenario, however she wasn't an extreme feminist, such as Kashka. She believed in equality where as the redhead, though she did respect men, if one male made one stupid bad comment befouling the woman's name, she would pulverize them, and it was meant literally. Once, when visiting her at work with Ryou, Kashka literally kicked the ass out of a two hundred and forty pound male, who was pure muscle, who tried to assault a lady. It left Asha and Ryou speechless. Nobody would dare mess with Brooke unless they wanted to see an early grave. If Kashka was in the room with Seto when he went on about his rant, the CEO would be in the hospital for weeks.

It wasn't that Seto wanted the female population off the face of the planet. No, he wasn't that stupid for he knew without women, there would be no human race and they'd all die off. It seemed to him that unless they were doing some womanly type of work, such as painting, housecleaning, writing, to which Asha knew best to not comment, knowing she'd jab his eyes out with her pen, they shouldn't be working at all. They only get in the way of a man's job.

And because Asha said nothing against his rants, he always had this pleased smirk displayed across his features, the satisfaction of everyone agreeing with him... a smirk that Asha wanted to slap. But what could she honestly do? Even if she did retort back at him, what would make him listen? He could easily just walk away, not respond, or shut her down. He definitely had his ways with words.

Being a woman was no easy task and Seto could never understand that, and not because he was male, but because of his take on things and his attitude. And for some reason, his previous actions kept burning into her mind, so much that she could not work.

She sighed, gazing at the blank word document before turning her chair away, shaking her head. No point continuing when she was feeling agitated like this.

"Damn that man" she cursed, squeezing the bridge of her nose. It was thanks to him that she was distracted like this and it'll be his fault if she can't get started on her next piece. But she also knew, deep within her mind, the only way to get back to work, is if she could solve this problem. But nothing would teach him a lesson that she could think of... nothing but...

...well there was that...

Getting up gingerly from her computer chair, she crossed over into her vast living room and knelt down beside her large rectangular black coffee table, which also served as a cabinet. Opening one of the polished silver knobbed doors, she pulled out two items, a pack of tarot cards and a very large, old black book. After shutting the door she set the two items on the table and sat on her dark royal blue plush three seater sofa, staring at the book.

Yes, she also did believe and practice a bit of magic. Ever since the previous occurrence of monsters appearing all around the world last year, and from everything Ryou and Malik told her about the Millennium Items and the Shadow Realm, even way back before then, she always knew there were mystical forces around her.

Before moving to Japan, she had come upon an old wiccan shop, searching for some new incense, having run out of the usual Jasmine she had. Upon spying the rack of book shelves, she came upon the old black book and for some reason, ever since touching it, she's felt a bond to it.

It was a spell book, and not an ordinary one. It held every single spell known to mankind, yet on the flip side, which made this book both unique and yet dangerous, it also listed the consequences for each spell that was used. Such as the saying 'What goes around comes around' yet not in the way one may think. For example, just because you smite someone with lightning doesn't mean you'll receive the same punishment later. The punishment could be burned with fire. There were numerous possibilities.

Because of this day and age, despite the recent events, many people were shying away from magic, especially those from religious factions such as Christianity. Asha considered herself an atheist, but she respected other religions and cults, though she was vastly interested in Egyptian religion, which Malik had a constant database within his mind which he gladly shared with her.

However she liked this book... most likely for the reason that there is no easy way to get whatever you want. Naturally the smaller the spell, the smaller the cost and the more extreme the request, the more extreme the payback would be to the caster. Equality... just what she wanted.

It also did help you did not need any special herbs or candles to cast the spell. Just one's own willpower, the object of desire in one's mind and just stating the incantation correctly and voila, instant result. It also did help that once there is an owner of the book, no one else could use it but the person, unless they gave permission.

But truthfully Asha had rarely used it. Though she could have gotten rich by it, the consequence was just too dire and decided to make her own ends meat. However, the only time she did use the book in a great time of need was when Brooke was sexually assaulted by a young man by the name of Jason, who got out of going to jail. Asha cast the spell so he'd get what he deserved, but at a big cost. She did not go to jail herself or get physically harmed in the process, but the price was still phenomenal... but it was worth it, for her friend.

Asha picked up the book, flicking through the pages, spying over all the spells that she could use on Seto, but each one proved less fruitful as the last... till she finally found the one.

"This could work..." she whispered to herself thoughtfully, holding the book closer to her almost as if she were being watched as she read through the incantation of the spell, the results and then finally the punishment.

"The caster of this spell will receive the cost of submitting to the target's choice of penance, though it will relate to one of the caster's previous objectives" she finished reading aloud, a faint crease of a frown upon her forehead, trying to discern the meaning, but came up with nothing. "Perhaps it means he might fire me for it... oh well... I'll be able to finish my work then and I know Mokuba would force his way to see me, so it can't be that bad".

Upon thinking of the younger Kaiba brother, the long black haired girl looked through the spell again. It wouldn't affect any close relations the target has, which relieved her, yet however she was wondering how this would affect their lifestyle.

Granted Kaiba Corporation made a lot of money, but anything could happening, what with stocks always rising and plummeting these days and she wasn't out to ruin his financial career.

Setting the book aside, she picked her pack of tarot, based off the Necronomicon layout and the history by H.P Lovecraft. She had picked up the deck in a Chapters location in Ottawa and though the cards may of been printed up by a company, she still felt a strong connection to the cards and all of her readings would be dead on, except if she were to ask about herself, which she felt was a fair price for an insight into others.

Shuffling her cards she thought of the question in her head, focusing on it hard, letting it burn into her mind till she lay out three cards in a row, revealing the Ace of Swords, the Four of Cups and the World card, all of them right side up but the swords. Opening the cabinet door again, she pulled out a smaller book, one that came with the cards and read through their meanings, having not fully grasped what each card meant in every position in her mind. In the end she was pleased with the answer. Nothing bad would happen with Seto's company.

Grinning wickedly and rubbing her hands together eagerly, she placed all her tarot cards away to the side with the accompanying book and picked up the big black book, picturing her target's profile in her mind as she was ready to state the incantation.

"Time for Seto to get a wake up call".

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Seto Kaiba was at his large mahogany desk, rapping his fingers hard and fast against his keyboard, his eyebrow furrowed in concentration as he was working on his next project, wanting to get it done by a certain deadline. Realistically there were no deadlines for Seto Kaiba, but only the ones he set up himself. One might say he gave himself unreasonable limits, but to Seto, that made him work more proficiently then ever, if not keep him away from Mokuba longer than he should.

It almost roused him out of his reverie of needing to work, knowing that his younger brother was getting a bit frustrated by his constant need to work. He would make it up to him, he knew of it, yet how many times has he stated it and how many times has he continued working like this? Far too many.

Yet that's where Asha came in. She was definitely trustworthy when it came to the care of his little brother and she wasn't an annoying prat like all the other girls that try to flaunt him with their bodies, hoping to gain his or his money; mostly both.

Even he himself was surprised for becoming... friends with her. She wasn't like Tea rattling off her friendship speeches or Yugi trying to not make him feel bad after beating him in a duel... she just seemed... normal... and perhaps that's what he needed all along. Someone who he could talk to who wasn't a sap but wasn't a boneheaded runoff like the mutt.

A soft rap came to his office and without looking up from his work, Seto bade the person in, pausing only for a moment to take a sip out of his coffee before continuing his endless work.

"Did you get all the files I need for the fiscal year?" he spoke nonchalantly.

"Yes Mr. Kaiba. I have all of them dating back to 2002 and the theoretical results for the next five years based off various different target approaches" came the response from Marie, Seto's elder secretary who has been with the company ever since he took over from Gozaburo Kaiba. A very diligent old woman who takes her job very seriously and follows Seto's commands without a fault, the very reason why the young man still has her to this day. One of the very few women in his company who also knew how to do the work without screwing up.

"Good. Now next I need you to tell me about the percentages listed for the past year in our tes-" he then started out again but then stopped as he felt a hot flash go through him, making him sweat, his left hand going through his hair slowly.

"Mr. Kaiba?" Marie asked, coming a bit closer but stopped as Seto held out his left hand, breathing a bit heavily, his eyes seaming to dilate.

"No, its alright, I'm fine. Just feeling a bit hot. Tell engineering to turn up the air conditioning for my office and they better fix that problem or they'll find themselves without a job" he replied, trying to steady his breath as the warm feeling started to dissipate for a moment.

"Yes Mr. Kaiba" Marie stated, nodding, as she picked up his phone and started to page for engineering. "Yes, this is-"

But whatever she started to say she stopped short as Seto let out a sharp yell, the heat having returned, but doubling this time in intimacy. His hands clutched his chest, the burning seeming to increase there more then the rest of his body. Another yell tore from his lips as he hunched over, now his crotch burning as if his penis was set on fire, the heat rivaling that of his chest.

"Mr. Kaiba?! Mr. KAIBA?! We need a medic in here now!" Marie shouted out through to the open office doors and turmoil could be heard as various different employees were rushing to the task.

Seto cried out sharply again, seizing up in his crunched up position in his leather chair, his whole body unbearably hot, beads of sweat just pouring from every pour on his body, whether covered or not.

And then he slumped forward, exhausted but soon becoming aware that the inflicting pain of temperature, whatever it was, had finally stopped. Blinking sluggishly he tentatively curled out of his hunched embrace, feeling still a tad bit nauseous, his whole body tingling slightly, his black sweater feeling tight against his chest.

"Mr. Kaiba?" Marie asked gently, worry on the tip of her tongue as three people wearing medical garb rushed into the room, moving to stand all around Seto's desk, their medical equipment at the ready.

"I'm fine Marie... I'm fine..." he stated, his voice sounding a bit off. He forced himself to cough, trying to clear his throat. As one of the medics made its way over to the CEO's side, the brunette pushed him back none too gently, finally sitting up straight, any strange feeling his body had now completely gone. "I said I was fine!"

Gasps erupted by the four people standing across from Seto in the room. He gazed at them with raised eyebrows, taking in that all of their complexions were pale and their eyes were wide open, frozen in place. He turned his attention to Marie, who had her right hand over her mouth, her old frail frame trembling slightly.

"What is it?" he hissed, the same strange tone to his voice there.

"M-Mr. K-Kaiba..." she stammered as she pointed at him. "Y-Your... y-your body..."

Confused Seto looked down upon himself and upon seeing what he did, he let out a startled yell, jumping to his feet. He shook his head roughly, thinking it might be some side effect or his eyes playing a trick on him at what he saw, but it definitely was no trick.

There, a good few inches below him, where he had felt his sweater was tight, were a pair of medium sized globes stretching the material from within. Still in his shock he reached his hands down to pull at the object tightly but feeling the slight sense of pain, realized they would not come off but were attached to him, or put more plainly, a part of him.

Still trying not to accept what he saw, his hands then dove down to the crotch of his pants, pressing hard against the tight material, crushing the bulge he expected to be there... but it wasn't. Instead he could feel the indentation between his two legs, flat as anything. Raising his eyes to his employees before them, his body shaking with rage.

"What the hell happened to me?!" he snapped out, the new baritone to his voice now made clear. It was a bit higher pitched and somewhat softer then his usual rough lower one.

"I-I... w-well..." one of the medics stammered, unsure of what to say, though the answer was quite apparent.

A loud buzzing vibrated from Seto's pants and he looked down, shoving his right hand into his pocket to put out his cell phone, Asha's number appearing on the display. He growled slightly. He knew she didn't have Mokuba today and had no point answering it... but what if something did happen to his brother and he only had enough time to get through to her? He couldn't take any chances, even with his current condition. Gritting his teeth, he flipped open the phone, pressing it to his ear.

"Kaiba here" he growled, trying to make himself sound as close to his original voice as possible.

"Hey Seto! How do you like the new you?" came Asha's jovial voice through the phone. Confusion came across the blue eyed man's features. How would she know? There was no way she could of been here to see it, and if she were in the proximity, security would inform him. Suspicion and anger once again bubbled up to his emotions.

"How the hell do you know?!" he snapped, his voice dangerously low causing the four other occupants within his office to step back carefully, as if they were afraid that their CEO would explode into a murderous rage.

"How do I know? Heck, I was the one who did it!" came her cheery reply, making the CEO's eyes snap open wide, at first unsure if she was pulling some cheap prank but at the moment felt no other reason but to believe her, no matter how farfetched this whole thing was.

"WHAT?!" he roared into the phone, his fingers clenching the device tightly that his knuckles too were starting to go white.

"Yes yes, I know it'll take you a while to believe that what happened didn't happen by normal means. The others told me how stubborn you were to the blatant truth. But what I wanted to know was if your boobs were profound enough? Cause with your ego they have to be huge!"

"How could you-WHY did you-" he sputtered off, not believing how she could brush this aside for something as useless as a breast size topic so easily. A snicker came through the phone at that and it just grated the man's nerves.

"Oh Seto, I thought this would help you! Besides, how else can you truly know what female employees go through at work? Now you can understand what its like to be a woman! I'm sure you'll find a lot of things out now that you're one of us, wouldn't you agree?"