Title: Disruptions

Series: Part 13 of Entangled. Takes place shortly after Lost & Found.

Summary: When Yuugi gets sick and can't participate in Kaiba's latest tournament, a mysterious stranger steals the spotlight.

Pairings: Kaiba x Yami

Rating: Rated M for a graphic sexual lemon, language, and adult situations.

Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh! does not and will never belong to me.

Chapter 01: Bad News

"What the fuck do you mean you're sick?" Kaiba yelled into his phone, clenching it so hard he heard the case start to crack alongside his composure. "You aren't allowed to be sick! Not today, damn it!"

The sound of sickly coughing did little to convince Kaiba and he continued berating, "So you have a cough? Suck it up and get your ass down here. Wear a mask, I don't care, just get here now."

"Seto-kun, I can't," Yuugi protested, feeling just as bad for what he was doing to Kaiba as he was for his illness. "I tried everything to get better, but every time I stand up, I pass out. I'll never make it through a duel."

"Then pass out on stage. It'll be great for ratings," Kaiba shot back sarcastically as he ran his fingers through his hair irritably.

"You know I'd be there if I could," Yuugi weakly protested, trying to sit up and lying right back down as another dizzy spell overtook him.

"I'll send a car," Kaiba tried as a last ditch effort, knowing that Yuugi had to be seriously sick to blow off a duel—and not just any duel, but his internationally televised tournament that he had been planning for almost a year.

Kaiba was startled when he heard Mokuba's voice on the other end of Yuugi's phone explaining, "Nii-sama, there's no way he's making it to the tournament."

"Mokuba?!" Kaiba exclaimed in disbelief. "Great, now you're going to get sick, too? What the hell are you doing over there anyway?"

"Nii-sama was busy, so I was going to drag Yuugi here myself, but I'm serious, there's no way he's making it out of his room, let alone through an entire outdoor tournament," Mokuba explained, looking sympathetically at Yuugi who looked like he had been dragged through the Shadow Realm and back.

"Damn it," Kaiba swore, his mind rapidly trying to figure out what to do next. "Now what the fuck am I supposed to do?"

"I don't know, but we'll figure something out," Mokuba tried to reassure his irate older brother. "I'm on my way back now. And yes, I'm washing more than just my hands, so you don't have to worry that either of us are going to catch what he's got."

Kaiba hung up the phone and tried to resist the urge to throw the phone against the farthest wall. "Think, Seto, think," he told himself, knowing there was too much at stake to just give up and accept the fact that the King of Duels was too sick to make an appearance—a much publicized appearance, at that.

A loud knocking on his door stopped his racing thoughts and Kaiba yelled out, "Enter," hoping that there was good news on the other side of that door.

Isono entered with a bow and without preamble said, "Sir, there's something that you need to see."

"Unless it magically solves all of my problems, I really don't have time for it," Kaiba growled. "And if you're here, who the hell is with Mokuba?"

"Matsuhama-san is with Mokuba-sama," Isono answered first, knowing above all else, that was his boss' number one priority. "And I believe what I have to show you will help with the current…situation."

"Then hurry up and show me," Kaiba snapped, the last of his patience being sapped.

Turning on the TV to the tournament, Isono gestured for his boss to sit down, knowing it would be for the best. However, Kaiba stubbornly remained standing as he demanded, "And what is this showing me?"

"A moment, Kaiba-sama," Isono said gently, relieved when the phone that was tightly clenched in Kaiba's hand wasn't lobbed at him. He watched anxiously as the recap of the latest fights started and he recognized when the news was about to break. "It's coming up next sir."

Even with the warning, Kaiba wasn't prepared for what he saw on his television screen as the announcer excitedly explained, "And this mysterious new-comer has been winning victory after victory with her charm and skills! Very little is known about Anya, but.."

Anything else was tuned out when Kaiba instantly made the connection from Anya's name—Dark Night—to the female version of Yami that was being glorified on the television. "Bring her to me," Kaiba commanded in a terse tone, needing to meet her and see for himself that it wasn't his idiot boyfriend doing something very foolish indeed.

A/N: I know this is a short, slow start to the much alluded to "Anya" fic, but trust me, it builds. Just have a little faith and patience in me, please. ^_^

NEXT CHAPTER:

"You wanted to see me?" Anya asked while walking into the room, withstanding the icy cold glare that Kaiba was giving.

The next chapter goes up on Sunday, February 17th and it will be much longer than this one, I promise.