Disappear

Disclaimer: To own Yu-Gi-Oh would make me a very important person... and a dude. Since I am neither, I think it is safe to say... I do NOT own Yu-Gi-Oh, or its characters.

Claimer: The idea for 'Disappear' is indeed mine.

A/N: Originally this was going to be a very very very very very very very long oneshot. But then I decided not to put my surprisingly faithful readers through that. So I am going to split it into a few more chapters. I am thinking three as of this moment. Actually, I PLAN for three. However, the chapters will still be somewhat long.

Enjoy.

Chapter 1: Destiny

The figure in black jumped from roof to roof. The person grunted as they pulled their body onto the final roof at the edge of the harbor. A gunshot was heard, and the bullet whizzed past the persons head. A female voice cursed, as the figure in black reached for the pistol resting in the holster on her hip. She held it in one hand as she easily aimed and pulled the trigger two times. One of her pursuers saw fit to yelp, as one of the bullets she had released lodged into his upper arm and the other into his leg.

"Damn it, Dragon! Just give us the key!"

Through the mask that covered the bottom half of her face, the woman named 'Dragon' smirked. "Agent Yamato, I have no clue what you are talking about. I have never heard of this key of which you speak." She lowered her arm slightly but keeping her aim on the one she called Agent Yamato.

"Shut up! You know what we are talking about; the key was not Dark's to give, nor yours to take! Give it to us and we will grant you a painless death." The agent that was shot said, his arm flat against the ground, while pointing the gun at her.

The masked woman turned to laugh scathingly at the wounded agent. "Agent Kentarou, you are so funny. First I'm the traitor, and then it is you betraying me. You forget we used to be on the same team."

"Enough!" Agent Yamato and Agent Kentarou let lose their bullets and in the two moments that followed, Dragon merely laughed, as the bullets pierced her clothes and skin. She was sent flying into the harbor. The agent that was not wounded ran to the side of the building.

"Shit, she won't survive that fall." He said, holstering his gun as he went over to pull his partner to his feet.

"Ow, ow, ow! Watch the leg you moron!" Agent Kentarou said, flinging his good arm around Yamato's shoulders.

"Stop your whining. We have to get back to headquarters. Ms. Ishtar will not be pleased with us."

_ 4 Months Later _

"I have to say, when you asked me to dye your hair silver, I thought you were crazy. However, and don't take this in a bad way, you look better with silver than with brown hair." The young woman looked up at the smiling brunette. She smiled herself, as she looked in the mirror. In the past four months she had come a long way. She went from being a loner orphan that had no past and no foreseeable future, to being a girl who smiled often and had many friends.

"Thank you, Tea. We should probably got meet up with Mai and Mana now." She said smiling.

The girls grabbed their bags and headed out of the Gardener home. They walked through the streets of Domino, talking about anything they thought of and oblivious to the stares directed at the girl next to Tea Gardener. Yes, the girl was pretty, but what they were staring at was her silver hair that seemed to shine blue in certain light. The two girls laughed about some memory or another before there was a screech.

"Oh my, Ra! Is that you Kisara?" The two girls wiped their tears of mirth away, looking toward the girl who had shouted. A tan girl with dark brown hair was standing next to a tall, busty woman with long blond hair.

The blonde pouted as Tea and Kisara stopped in front of the two new females. Kisara, the newly-dyed silver head, spoke to the new brunette. "Yes, it's me, Mana. Do you like it?" Kisara was obviously talking about her hair.

Mana squealed in delight as the blonde, Mai, picked at the tendrils that hung in Kisara's face. "It looks wonderful on you Kisara! It almost makes me want to dye my hair... BLONDE!" Mai flinched.

"Why, Kisara? Why? WHY? Your beautiful brown hair gone! The red sheens!" Mai lamented the loss of her friends' beautiful hair. She had secretly wanted to be a brunette for a long time but always knew that dark hair with her violet eyes would make her look evil. She wasn't evil. Well, not in a way that anyone could tell.

"Well, Mai, my original hair color was silver." Kisara said, as she watched the grown woman pout over hair.

"Yeah, remember the story about the people who found her, and the orphanage." Tea said.

"The superstitious old lady who made you dye you hair." Mana supplied.

Mai sighed in defeat. "Yeah, yeah, to the old hag silver hair was a bad omen."

Tea looked down at her watch, gasping at the time. "Guys, if we don't get to the Game Shop now, we'll be really late." When the girls looked at Tea's watch, they began walking instantaneously. As they walked they talked. They were heading to the Game Shop for some much needed hangout time with the guys: Yugi, Atem, Joey, Tristan, Bakura, and Duke. Sure it was a lot of guys with so few girls, but they had fun. Tea remembered what it used to be like, when it was just Yugi, Joey, Tristan, and her. Those were the days she had really wished for more female friends. Then Yugi's cousin Atem had moved to Domino from Egypt. Mana came from America, Bakura started hanging out with the group, Duke... she wasn't sure how Duke had weaseled his way into the picture, but he definitely made things more interesting. And then there was Kisara.

Kisara was an orphan. She had been found on the docks by policemen. They had taken her to an orphanage, and a week later she was adopted by a nice family who had a little boy that wanted a big sister. And that same week she had been adopted, her adoptive parents enrolled her in Domino High. At least, that was the story Kisara had stuck to. In fact, there were a lot of mysteries about Kisara. Where did she come from? How did she get amnesia? Why did she have a star-shaped scar on each arm? Where did her mind go where her eyes went blank? Did she even have amnesia? Why does she wear a silver key around her neck?

Tea decided not to mull over it as the group of girls got closer and closer to the Moto Game Shop. Mana had said something to Mai about going out with Joey, and Mai had retorted with, "When are you going to tell Atem YOU like HIM?" Mana's tan face was covered with pink as they came a block away from the street the shop was on.

"Hey look, it's the Kaiba's." Mai said suddenly. The other three girls looked up to see the older and younger Kaiba with one bodyguard. They had just exited a restaurant. They had probably been eating with some other business tycoon. Kisara watched as the young boy, Mokuba, if she remembered correctly, stood on the curb. The girls were a couple yards away when it happened. The street, normally busy, was mostly empty, except for an oncoming truck. Mokuba had seen something across the street that made him really excited. He began running across the street without thinking.

Mana, Mai and Tea stood and gasped. Before any of them could move Kisara began running into the street towards the boy. She saw the truck that would hit the boy before he would make it. She was faster. She grabbed the boy, kicking the ground to launch the both of them across the street. A second after they were out of the way, the truck mowed over the area they had just been. In the air Kisara had altered their positions so she would be the one to land on her back. When they landed, screams were heard, as well as the crashing of Kisara landing on a stores' outdoor display.

Seto Kaiba, the bodyguard, Mai, Mana and Tea were running across the street when Kisara grabbed the boys' shoulders. "What were you thinking? That truck may have seemed far away but if I had been a second later we'd both be road kill!"

"Mokuba!"

"Young Master!"

"KISARA!"

Kisara and the boy laying on her flinched, as she and the boy turned to stare at the five people crossing the road. Their expressions were a range from anger to worry. The boy looked back at the woman he was on. "I think we're in trouble."

"I agree with you there, kid." Kisara gulped as the kid got off of her. She got up and was met by her friends. One second she could hear the boy getting scolded by the two men he was with, the next she was getting chewed out.

The angry and worried words of Mana, Mai and Tea didn't even make sense. However, the phrase 'what were you thinking?' came out quite often. Kisara didn't pay any attention to her friends; her attention was stolen by the kid she had saved and the man yelling at him. She could see who the kid was, it was Mokuba Kaiba. And the person without the dark sunglasses was Seto Kaiba. It so figured that she would save the younger Kaiba. The word 'destiny' ghosted through her head.

"Kisara, are you even listening to us?" Mai bellowed, grabbing Kisara's ear.

"Ow!" Kisara said as her attention was brought back to the three very angry women in front of her. She rubbed the ear Mai had so "savagely" grabbed. "Yes, I am. 'What were you thinking, Kisara?' and 'You could have gotten killed!' Oh, and my personal favorite, 'Never do that again!'"

Her friends gaped at her. They hadn't expected her to actually have listened. Her attention had been elsewhere, they could tell.

"Honestly, do you expect me to let a kid, or anyone else for that matter, get killed when I know I can do something about it?" Kisara placed her hands on her hips, mock-glaring at her friends.

Mana and Mai laughed nervously, while Tea sighed, "No, you would never become that kind of person. You always do that: prevent preventable things from happening." Her silver-haired friend could sometimes be way too nice for her own good. Yet, somehow, at the same time she was also a cold person. Sometimes it seemed as though Kisara could be crueler that the ice block Kaiba himself. Speaking of the young CEO...

Kisara looked down as she felt a small hand tug hers. The boy she had saved was holding onto her hand. "Thank you for saving me, miss."

"I'm sorry you had to put yourself in harm's way for my brother, miss..." The older Kaiba bowed in thanks to the young woman with silver hair. He truly was grateful, but almost felt that bowing was taking it a bit too far. But he had to show his thanks in full.

"Akizuki. Kisara Akizuki. And it was no problem Seto Kaiba." Kisara said, smiling slightly. She turned to her three friends who had slightly shocked looks in their faces. Tea had known Seto Kaiba longer than Mana, Mai, or Kisara, and never had she seen him bow to... well, to anyone. He had always been the one getting bowed to. She didn't even imagine that his body was capable of the motion. Mana and Mai were just shocked to hear him say the word 'SORRY'. They had never thought it to be in his vocabulary. "Come on, girls. We're late." Kisara began walking away, but the voice of the young CEO stopped her.

"Wait, Kisara." Kisara turned, to stare at the young man who had bowed in gratitude. "Is there any way I can repay you? Is there anything I can get you?" Call Kaiba crazy or desperate, but the one thing he hated more than the Geek Squad, Pegasus, and 'Fate' combined, was being indebted to someone. Yet, he couldn't seem to stop getting himself into situations where he would owe someone. Although, he had to admit, this latest incident was entirely Mokuba's fault.

Kisara couldn't help but sigh. "Look... Kaiba, I don't want your money, or anything else from you, really. I did only what was right. I would never have been able to forgive myself if I let a kid get mauled by a truck."

Kaiba was dumbstruck. "You mean you didn't save my brother for payment?" Normally, the only reason anyone did anything for him was because he was who he was. They wanted something out of it. For Kisara, a girl he barely knew, to save his brother at her own expense, and not ask for anything in return was... strange.

"Heck no. Tell me Kaiba: if you saw a child in the street, about to be hit by a car, could you live with yourself if you let the child die?" Kaiba stared at the silver-haired woman, as she walked away with her friends hot on her tail. Tea turned back for a moment, and she saw Kaiba staring at the ground. She couldn't see his face, but she could see Mokuba staring up at him worriedly. The bodyguard just stood there, doing his job... for once.

"Kaiba ACTUALLY tried offering Kisara MONEY for saving the kid?" Tristan said, gaping at Mai who was telling the story of how Kisara nearly died. Well... that MAY be exaggerating it a bit...

"I told ya, he's an idiot!" Joey smiled.

"Are you all right, Kisara?" The twins, Atem and Yugi, said simultaneously.

"I'm fine, but Kaiba had some kind of a weird shocked look on his face when we left." Kisara was sitting in the Moto's living room, sipping the soda that had been provided by Yugi's grandpa.

"Well, that's not surprising. I mean, I don't think anyone has ever refused money from Kaiba." Tea said, from her seat next to Yugi. This was a seat that she always gladly occupied. She had had a crush on Yugi, the smallest member of the group for nearly two years, and yet was still too afraid to say anything about it. It was the same way for Mana and Mai. Mana liked Atem, the older twin, and Mai... well, even Mai was unsure of what she felt for Joey.

Tea remembered how Mai had come to join their group. Mai had gotten mixed up with the wrong type of people, and Joey... well, ha had saved her. The details were fuzzy for anyone but Mai and Joey. All that anyone knew was that Joey was overly protective of Mai ever since that day.

"Well than anyone else on the receiving end of his offers must be very shallow." Kisara said. Though, it wouldn't surprise her if that person had managed to meet people only after is money. However, Kisara was not like that. She could never be like that. The Key and Stars were proof of that. Suddenly, her mind wandered to the one she had called Dark. They had barely known each other, and yet Dark had entrusted her with the Key... She blinked once or twice to bring herself back to the Moto Game Shop.

"He'll probably try to get you to take his money in school tomorrow." Duke said. He was always the oblivious one when it came to the feelings of his friends and Kisara's "blank-outs". But he was smart when it came to other rich people. Or so he liked to think.

Atem was the one to stare at Kisara as she blinked out of another trance. So many times she brushed off her... disappearance, whenever anyone mentioned it. But Atem had always had a sense for these types of things. He could tell that there was something about Kisara that she was hiding.

Kisara sighed, "I'm wishing that he'll just drop it. I did what was right, end of story."

Bakura laughed slightly and in his accent said, "If you're lucky, he will."

It was early when Kisara woke the next morning. The sun was just rising. She blinked as she pushed herself onto her forearms. After staring at the clock on the opposite side of her room, she saw that it was almost six in the morning. She had an hour and a half before she even had to think about leaving for school. She got up, flinging the covers to the side and her feet came in contact with the plush silver-gray carpet of her room. After stretching and yawning she made her way over to the window. Kisara saw that the sun was not yet up, but the light was showing on the horizon.

After seeing the beautifully quiet morning she decided to do something she hadn't done for a week. She decided to go for a morning jog. The feel of blood pumping through her veins at an accelerated rate always put her in a good mood for the rest of the day. It reminded her of the good old days, before she had to fake all this "amnesia" crap. Son she was dressed in the clothes she wore especially for running. After she was out of her own room she peeked into her brother's room. For being a preteen boy, he sure kept it clean.

Taro Akizuki, Kisara's younger brother, was still fast asleep. Kisara quietly closed the door and continued to sneak down to the front door. There she pulled on her sneakers that were perfect for running.

"Going somewhere, Kisara?"

The silver-haired girl flinched and gave a very small 'eep'. Turning around she saw her father sitting in the chair on the other side of the family room. Nervous laughter bubbled out of her chest. "Good morning, daddy. I thought you were still asleep."

"No, I have an early case this morning. I was just about to leave in five minutes." Her father, Keichi Akizuki, was a lawyer. He was one of the best in Domino. He was a great lawyer and an even better father. "Where were you going, Kisara?"

"Just for a morning run, daddy. I'll be careful, I promise."

"Alright, I'll see you tonight." Kisara and her father smiled at one another, and Kisara made her way out of the house. She sat on the steps to stretch a bit so she wouldn't risk pulling a muscle while running. After a minute of this, she took off.

Normally she would run three blocks and back around, but this time she decided to run four. It was a nice morning after all and she had more things to think about. She couldn't help but think back to the day before. The only thought that went through her head as she ran into the street and grabbed the kid was that she couldn't just stand back and watch, like she did the last time. Her pause resulted in her current situation. Though having a family was better than living on the streets.

She hated the lie she had to live to survive. She wanted to tell her friends and family everything, but... their safety depended on her secrecy. And her pretending to be an amnesiac, was key.

Almost fifteen minutes later Kisara was back at home. She took a shower, got her school supplies together, kissed her mom on the cheek and left for school with her brother.

"What happened to your hair, sis?" Taro asked his sister. To him she looked like she had gotten seventy years older since he'd last seen her. She had been with her friends all day the day before, and hadn't returned home until around nine. That had been after Taro had gone to his room to finish up his project for school the next day.

"I just had Tea dye it back to its original color." They turned a corner.

"What did mom and dad say?"

"They weren't too upset about it. If anything, they were happy to see me as I was before they adopted me."

"So... how's Mai?"

Kisara turned her glare on her little brother. Taro and his twelve-year-old self had a very blatant crush on the older woman. "Look, you little punk, Mai is way too old for you. And she's interested in someone else. It's not like you ever had a tenth of a chance anyways." Kisara always acted like this with her family. She acted like this with anyone who she knew. This was because she had to cut them some slack. They would never know her like... them.

"Ouch, sis. That's just plain cruel."

They continued on their way. Taro's school was a couple streets away from Kisara's school. When they reached it, they said their goodbyes and Kisara kept on walking. She was a block away from school when the voice interrupted her most private thoughts.

"Hey, wait up!"

She turned around and say none other than the boy she had rescued the day before. He was running to catch up to her, and stood panting when he finally did. "Hey, kid. What are you doing here?"

"I saw you walking, and I had to come say 'hi'." The boy with unruly black hair smiled at Kisara, his blue-violet eyes shining. Kisara couldn't believe it, but she actually found herself liking this kid that nearly got her killed just the day before. "I'm Mokuba, what's your name?"

The silver-haired girl couldn't help but quirk an eyebrow as she smiled, "My name is Kisara. Didn't you hear me when I told your brother the same exact thing?"

Mokuba looked shocked, but then realization dawned on his face. "Oh..." He looked a bit sheepish before his expression changed again. Kisara decided that this kid was probably very expressive, but maybe only around certain people, like her. Just looking at his changing expressions made her miss those four: her three best friends and the one who looked up to her. She was sad that the one would have to take her place, two would miss her, and the last would have to bear the responsibility of her disappearance and the disappearance of... THAT...

"So, Kisara..."

"MOKUBA!" The girl and boy turned around to see a fuming Seto Kaiba.

Kisara glanced at the boy, "Why do I get the feeling that this is another 'Ruh-roh' moment?" Mokuba looked down and mumbled something incoherent.

"What did I just get done telling you about? You promised you wouldn't run off again." It was then he saw the blue-eyed girl next to him. He had recognized her immediately as the one who saved Mokuba just the day before. "Akizuki."

"Hello, Kaiba. Don't worry, Mokuba was just saying hello." Kisara said, turning on her heel and entering the school gates. She could vaguely hear the Kaiba brothers talking, but she paid no attention to them.

In the classroom, Kisara sat in her seat next to Bakura. She had to admit, that the kid looked like someone she once held dear. But that was all over. She had a new mission now. This mission would last her entire life and into eternity. She watched as Seto Kaiba entered the room and sat in his seat. The boy was ignoring her, just has she had wanted. He no longer pressed the issue of money. She sighed. 'Why am I doing this? It's so... pointless!'

The day went on in a normal fashion. Classes lasted forty-five minutes, lunch was the same, and the period after lunch was study hall. Kisara did something that no one else ever did: her homework. She hadn't gotten much of it and the stuff she did get was what she considered easy. It took her twenty minutes to do it, and when she was finished she turned to talk to Tea.

They were talking, when Seto appeared next to them. They both looked up from their laughter, however Kaiba was looking only at Kisara. "Mokuba wants to know if you'll meet him in the park in two days."

"Why?"

"How should I know?"

"You're his brother Kaiba."

"Look, are you going to come, or aren't you?"

Kisara thought about it. What harm could come from meeting a kid in a park in two days...? She couldn't think of anything. So she nodded, "Sure. The park at the center of the city, right?"

"Yes." With that, Kaiba went back to his desk and the book he was reading.

In truth, Kisara truly had no idea what would come of her acceptance. This moment, was the defining moment of her fate.

The next two days were highly uneventful. Kisara and Seto made eye contact a few times, spoke a little, and came to mildly like each other. Tea, Mai and Mana often teased Kisara for this, and she teased them right back. Tea had known Yugi for years and still had not gathered her courage to confess. Mai had been saved by Joey a few times, and still felt the need to act as she did when they first met. Mana had managed to become good friends with Atem and still managed to think he didn't like her in that way.

Kisara didn't like anyone, so they only teased her about Seto Kaiba because they were getting along. Apparently, Kaiba had never wanted to try with his other classmates, and those same classmates had never truly tried with Kaiba. But there wasn't really anything to tease her about.

Tea had somehow convinced Kisara to let her go to the park as well. So, Mokuba was pleasantly surprised when he saw Tea and Kisara, both of whom had saved his life at one point or another.

"What are you doing here, Gardner?" Seto questioned. He planned to be in a good mood for Kisara, but the brunette cheerleader had ruined. He even had to restrain from smiling on the way over to the park. The sight of Tea Gardner had ruined it. If he were truthful, he would admit that he was glad that he had gotten to talk to the silver-haired girl.

Every time he had spoken to her over the two-day span, he mentally thanked his brother for this chance. They had not always talked about Mokuba either. Sometimes it was just a greeting or a farewell, other times they found themselves in a heated discussion about books, musicals, or politics. They had a bond that no one could understand. He knew Kisara was adopted, the teacher had told them so the day she came. He had to admit, he liked her silver hair better than the brown it was before.

"It's okay, big brother. Tea can be here too!" The younger Kaiba abandoned his place next to the older one and stepped in between the women who were waiting for him.

"Where are we going?" Seto asked, sighing. He would have to deal with Gardner for Kisara and Mokuba, but he would never admit that Kisara was part of the reason.

"You can't come with us big brother!"

Seto's right eyebrow rose, "And why not?"

"Um... well..."

Tea could see the boy was having trouble, so she answered for him. "Calm down, Kaiba. Mokuba will be fine with us. If you can't trust Kisara and I with your brother, then you have some SERIOUS issues."

Seto glared at the brunette. "I trust Kisara, I'm just not so sure about you."

"We'll be fine, Seto." Kisara and Mokuba said, although Mokuba's was a bit whinier.

Tea's eyes had widened at Kisara's use of the older Kaiba's first name. Normally, it was only Mokuba who called his brother 'Seto'. Everyone else usually called him 'Kaiba'. But then Tea remembered that it was a day after Kaiba had first approached Kisara, when he stopped calling her 'Akizuki', and Kisara stopped calling him 'Kaiba'. Tea used all of her will-power to keep from smiling.

Seto considered it for a moment. While he didn't want his brother to spend time with Yugi's cheerleader, he wouldn't mind Mokuba being with Kisara...

His sigh was of exasperation. Then he looked to the puppy eyes of Mokuba and Kisara. He was done. The cold-hearted, hard-headed, steely-eyed Seto Kaiba was done in by two pairs of puppy eyes. It was almost a disgrace. "Fine. Gardner, Kisara, I'm trusting you two with Mokuba. Don't disappoint me." He turned on his heel. When he was at his car he turned around and saw Mokuba holding Kisara's hand, and they were walking away. He stared after them until they had disappeared on the other side of the park.

He thought seriously for a moment about following them, and he would have too, if he didn't have a company to run. Many times he would seriously think about handing the company over to someone else, perhaps someone in the company who was just below him and had his complete trust. But he had realized long ago that he would never be able to do that. He had taken this company from the world of weapons of mass destruction and turned it into a gaming company. While he never deleted the weapons files, he never unlocked them either. That was a part of the company he still was not ready to face again.

Stepping into his car, he closed the door, and sat in silence. He took a deep breath, and turned the key.

"What are we doing here Mokuba?" Kisara asked, she recognized the place as the place Mokuba and she crashed in front of just two days before. The place was called "Ancient Treasures" and the windows were covered by silver curtains, so Kisara could not see inside.

"Weren't we here a couple days ago?" Tea said from her place on the other side of Mokuba. She vaguely remembered it in the background as she, Mana, and Mai yelled a Kisara for jumping in front of a truck. Although, she did it for a good cause: Mokuba. The fact that Mokuba was still alive was the reason Tea could not stay mad at Kisara. The silver-haired girl, after all, had been the only one to act, and how could the brunette stay mad at her friend for saving a life. But why hadn't the truck stopped? They didn't even blare their horn. It was like...

"Yeah, we were Tea. We're here to get a present for my big brother." The two girls tilted their heads to the side at this. Mokuba laughed a little, "Next week is his birthday, and this place has something I want to get him."

Tea and Kisara nodded. The three walked in and Mokuba went to the back of the store. The store was empty so Kisara didn't worry about it. Tea and Kisara split up to browse.

Kisara hadn't known that her new friends birthday was next week, he had never said anything. She wished Seto had told her. But then, what did she really know about him. She knew all the general things: his job, name, age, and other things that were generally public information. From her few conversations with him she knew other things like his views, his favorites, but beyond that... nothing. She sighed as she realized that it may take a while before that became friends that shared other information.

Her head whipped up. NO! She could not think that. She, Kisara Akizuki, could never be friends with a Kaiba. It would endanger the Kaiba, and herself... even the world. She could hear a cold voice in her ear, 'You killed him! It's your fault! ...And now, you belong to me.'

Any normal girl her age would have broken down crying, but the tears would not fall for fear of HER. Kisara shook her head once more; she needed to think of a present for Kaiba. Why? Because even with all the repercussions that could ensue, she still felt it was right.

There on the shelf in front of her, was a crystalline dragon figurine. It had blue hair sprouting from the back of its neck, and blue wings. The silver collar around its neck was plain. She immediately picked it up and took it to the counter. Mokuba was finishing his purchase of a dragon pendant, and Tea had already bought her purchase of a translucent card box with a black etching of a dragon.

"We were about to come looking for you." Tea said, and Mokuba moved allowing Kisara to step up to the counter. But she did not set her purchase down. The man behind the counter stared at her.

Her free hand gripped the silver key pendant that was perpetually around her neck. "I wonder, would it be possible for you to..."

"I miss her Dark." Spoke a person sitting by a window. He watched as the rain fell.

"You've been saying the same thing every day for nearly five months." The man called Dark sat, dancing his fingers across computer keyboards.

"Yeah, Akefia, don't act like such a lost puppy. Besides, we all know I was Dragon's favorite." Said a youth leaning against the door frame, he was keeping watch.

"Shut it, Crayze." Akefia sighed, "Dark, why did it have to be her?"

The man stilled his fingers. How he missed the young girl he saw as his sister, how he missed his real sister. This was why he worked with computers, they didn't leave. "She was here before any of us. Crayze, your sister held her captive for a moment when she was only eight years old."

"But that wasn't Dragon's fault!" Crayze's fist came in contact with the wall.

"That matters not to your sister." Dark said, his fingers moving once more. Akefia's fist clenched as lightning whipped and thunder cracked.

"And now she's plotting with Yamato, Kentarou and that little bitch, Draca. That information you gave Dragon, they want to pry it from..."

The three men were silent for a moment. They didn't want to admit it, saying it aloud would make it true. Crayze had nearly killed Kentarou and Yamato when they brought the news five months before. It took both Dark and Akefia to hold him back. But in their minds, the final words ghosted through.

'...from Dragon's cold, dead hands.'

A/N: Soooo... What do you think? Good, bad, should I continue? Well... I'm going to anyways, but please review. I want to know what I can fix, what I could do to make it better, and plus, reviews give me warm fuzzies inside. This story was inspired by 'I'm Back' from the Music to Duel By Soundtrack.

Next time: Surprises are in store for both Seto and Kisara.