disclaimer: in the summary. find it. this should suffice for the entire story-line. i will not repeat this disclaimer-failure. deal with it.

*is shot by muse*

what?

PMS much?!

no, i just haven't had breakfast yet.

Yuugi struggled against the police officer's grip to no avail. The short man had forgotten his passport in his other pants, in the hotel room where he was staying during the All-American Dual Monsters Championship. He got to play the winner of the dual, but now it seemed as if the Americans didn't want a Japanese player waiting for a champion in their midst.

"I swear Sir, if you just let me return to my hotel room, and pick up by bag, the passport will be in there!" it would have helped if he could speak English, a class he usually slept through. As predicted, Yuugi was ignored again. Suddenly Yami took over, and managed to shake off the police officer.

"Mr. Yuugi Mutou, please we must get you to a safe spot!" the officer was nearly in hysteria.

"Whatever for?" Yami didn't comprehend, but apparently, the officer spoke Japanese.

"I can't explain right now, but please, follow me."

"Where would you be taking me?"

"I'm serious, Mr. Mutou, we have no time for explanations. I promise I'm not leading you into a trap. Now please, just follow me."

"Fine…" Yami released his hold on Yuugi's body, allowing the youth control once again. The youth followed the [still hysterical] officer to the cruiser, which sped off just as a large crowd approached the hotel. Yuugi watched them kick in the door and mob the butler, suddenly and unintentionally feeling glad he was safely elsewhere. Yami sighed beside him.

"So where are you taking me?" Yuugi finally asked.

"There is a place just outside the city of Manhattan where you can stay in safety. I can't disclose the exact location." The police officer immediately replied. The hat came off, revealing that the man was actually a woman, judging by the luscious red curls that now succumbed to gravity. She smiled back at Yuugi, and then stated, "I'm sorry for scaring you like that, but as you saw, this was the better alternative. My name is Jean Grey, by the way."

"You're not a real police officer, are you?"

"What gives you that idea? This is my part-time job. You know, for when teaching gets boring."

"Oh…" Yuugi sat back. Yami shrugged in his mind's eye. "So what did those people want?"

"Oh, the supervisor of the safe house will explain that."

"Okay…" Again, Yami shrugged. He couldn't read this woman any more than Yuugi. Finally, the cruiser slowed and pulled into a massive mansion's driveway. Yuugi caught the sign as they passed, Xavier's School for the Gifted. Seemed a little odd, but not enough to make him bail, not at fifty clicks or more. Finally, they pulled to a stop. A man stood at the top of the stairs, wearing a casual tee and ripped shorts, and ruby colored shades. He watched Yuugi through the lenses as the child-sized youth approached.

"I'm Scott Summers. You are Yuugi Mutou?"

"Yes sir."

"Then follow me."

r&R plz. sorry for earlier. ive had coffee now. *glances at coffeecrisp* yeah, coffee.