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Finding the Medium

Ch. 1- Shortcutting the Selection Process

Oh, crap, Seto thought. This was not good. He was holding in his hand a resignation letter from Mokuba's babysitter. Due to heavy levels of stress and an ill family member, the sitter regretfully quit.

Double crap! He had an important business meeting in Tokyo this weekend- and he couldn't take Mokuba. He had to leave Friday afternoon- when Mokuba would be in school- and wouldn't be home till late Saturday night.

Why did she have to quit this week? There was no way he could reschedule this meeting; his company needed this contract.

Seto looked at the calendar; it was Wednesday. It would take longer than three days to hire a new sitter. How was he going to find someone in time?

"Morning, big brother. What's wrong?" Mokuba walked into the dining room, still dressed in his pajamas. He'd obviously just got up.

Seto put down the paper and took a gulp of coffee. "Miss. Kimura quit."

"Oh," Mokuba sat down opposite him. "I never really liked her anyway. She was too strict."

Seto sighed in exasperation. "Even if you didn't like her, she was convenient. I have a business meeting this weekend and I needed her to stay with you. I don't know if I could find another one in time…"

Mokuba scowled for a moment, but then an idea hit him. "Hey Seto! Why don't you ask on of the girls at school? They are good babysitters and they're fun." He put emphasis on the last word. "You know, as a temporary replacement."

"That might work." Seto wasn't sure he liked the idea of asking a teenage girl to do him a favor, but it was a logical solution. "I'll look today at school for someone suitable."

"Seto…"

"Yes?"

"Make sure you like her."

Great, more problems.

Roland appeared in the doorway. "The limo's ready whenever you are, Mr. Kaiba."

"Thanks, Roland. Well, have a good day at school, Mokuba."

"Bye, bro."

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School. What a waste of time, in Seto's opinion. But, he needed at least the high school diploma. And, as Mokuba put it, Seto needed time to be a teenager.

Yugi Mutou and the geek squad were among those who told him to lighten up. Seto told himself he didn't need to be normal, but deep down (miles), he wished sometimes he could be part of that carefree lifestyle. Of course, he wouldn't dare let anyone know that.

The limo pulled up to the school, pulling Seto out of his thoughts and back to the task at hand. How on Earth was he going to pick the right person? Hey, it's not like I'm going to date her. Actually, it's more like finding Mokuba a date. If she is even a girl. That thought didn't help him at all.

Getting out of the limo, he strode up the walkway to school. He noticed all the groups huddling outside the school. There were so many students out there. Maybe he should stick to his grade. That way he would have a better chance of knowing them.

"Kaiba-kun!" Seto didn't turn around, but merely sped up. He didn't feel like being mobbed by 'his' fan club.

Okay, anyone part of those girls is automatically off the list.

For the first time in his life, Seto was generally interested in his schoolmates. He kept turning his head, catching glances of people; remembering things about them he hadn't thought worth remembering but had. He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't pay attention to where he was walking.

Suddenly he felt his bag fall out of his hands as he hit someone. "Umph!" He looked down. Yugi Mutou lay sprawled at his feet.

"Oh, sorry Yugi." Yugi's eyes widened. Was Kaiba actually apologizing? He was actually giving him a hand up. "Thanks, Kaiba. Just watch where you're going." Actually, Kaiba looked sort of spaced out.

Seto shook his head to clear his thoughts and started to walk, when he heard a voice behind him.

"Yugi! I saw you fall. Are you okay?" It was Tea Gardner. Seto turned around.

"Yeah, I'm okay, Tea." Just a bit weirded out, thought Yugi.

Tea looked at Seto, who was looking at her almost appraisingly. Gardner could do it, he thought. She's caring, and…no. She's part of the geek squad. I don't need Yugi's cheerleader preaching friendship speeches to Mokuba.

"What are you looking at, Kaiba?" snapped Tea.

"Oh. Nothing." Seto turned around and walked off.

"He's acting odd today," remarked Yugi.

Tea gazed after him. "Yeah…"

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Throughout the day, Seto kept his eyes out for potential candidates. Truth be told, he was rather disappointed. Mokuba's idea had seemed a good one at the time, but now he wasn't so sure.

It seemed half of the students he didn't know, and the other half he didn't want anywhere near Mokuba. He didn't need another Mutt in his life.

At lunch, he didn't even check his stocks as he usually did. Instead, his gaze roved from table to table, seeking out the individual who would catch his eye. He moved over the "popular" tables, and where his fan club sat. He didn't want any of them within a mile radius of the mansion, let alone in it.

Some girls that he knew only by reputation (a good one that is) proved they could be worthy, but he didn't know them. Heaven help him he was getting picky, but he at least wanted to be acquainted with the girl.

By mid-afternoon, Seto was getting frustrated. He was in his last class of the day, Advanced Literature, and totally zoned out. He hadn't found anyone he was willing to ask personally to be a babysitter. His gaze wandered over the class again…Gardner was speaking. Gardner was in this class? He'd never noticed that before…

"Mr. Kaiba!" The teacher, Ms. Sakaki was leaning against her desk, her eyes narrowed. "Can you tell me what Miss. Gardner just said about 19th century writers?"

Gardner. She was smart. She was kind and encouraging. She had an intensity and energy. She was perfect. He hated admitting that, but she seemed the best for the job.

"Mr. Kaiba!"

"Oh, sorry. No, I didn't hear…" Lord, was he sounding flustered? How embarrassing. Ms. Sakaki apparently thought so, too. "See me after class, Mr. Kaiba."

After listening for five minutes of lecturing, Seto managed to escape the classroom. He scanned the locker hall for Gardner, and caught sight of her head near the doors. He didn't exactly run, but ended up next to her slightly out of breath.

"Gardner. Could I talk to you?" Good, he could still sound business like. Her eyes widened; then narrowed. "I can't give you notes."

"I don't need them. I just spent five minutes getting them." His meaning behind the words didn't escape her; a small smirk played around her lips.

"Actually, I was wondering if you were free this weekend." Her smirk grew. "I'm not interested in dating now, thanks." Was he really sounding this bad?

"No, it's not that. You see, I have a business meeting, and Mokuba…" He explained in a rush about the situation. When he was done, he gave her a moment to process the information. "So. You want me to do you a favor by watching Mokuba Friday and Saturday? Well…" I could definitely use the money. This would probably cover dance lessons for a month! I might as well take it, since I have to cover my own costs. It's not as if he'll be around. Oh, heck with it. "I'll check with my mom tonight. I'm pretty sure I can do it. I'll let you know tomorrow."

He let out a huge sigh of relief. "That's great! I mean," he added hastily. "I'll expect your answer tomorrow morning."

She smiled. "You actually are human." He looked at her blankly. "That's the first normal emotion I've seen out of you when dealing with another person in a long time."

"Careful," he warned. "You haven't got the job yet."

Her eyes glinted mischievously. "I'm assuming that you would only ask me if there was no one else suitable." Ouch. She'd hit right on. Better to avoid the topic than risk any other darts.

"Tomorrow, then." She nodded briskly, and started to walk out the door.

"Wait! Kaiba." He turned around to see an almost embarrassed look on her face. "Yes?"

"You do pay well, right?" Seto raised an eyebrow. "Who do you think I am?"

With that he turned and walked back to his locker.

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