I got this idea while sitting on the floor and looking at my lamp… that's pretty much all it took.

Yami: I highly doubt that, but if you want to be a liar I deal with those all the time.

Ice: I'm not lying, I swear.

Yugi: Pharaoh, just leave her alone and watch her right down her lies.

Ice: -sigh- no love in this room I swear…I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! But I wish I did.

Chapter 1: The Club

The school day had ended and everyone was already chatting up a storm outside, you'd think October wouldn't be as important to anyone in high school; but then again I don't have room to judge. Even as a second year in High School, I'm still very interested in the upcoming event as well as everyone else; Halloween. The treat filled holiday was only a week away, who wouldn't be talking about it? Whether it was a complaint about having to put out candy for bratty little kids, or if it was talking about what amazing creature you're going to be for the night so that your friends could recognize you if they ran into you somehow, everyone was getting involved somehow.

I sat alone trying not to get in anyone's way when they greeted their friends. I had friends of my own, but they were all out shopping together looking for costumes while I stayed after school to get ahead in class by a few more days. I didn't want to have anything to do on the night of Halloween. Plus, I'd been a bit of a spaz and bought my costume in July, so I told them they didn't have to wait for me to finish up. When they heard that I believe everyone half ran, half stampeded out of the room and had left me standing there alone.

I smiled in delight as a finished another Geometry worksheet and turned it in the only teacher left in the building. "Here's my last worksheet, Mr. Icuo." I said respectfully as I slid the thin sheet of paper onto his desk to sit in front of him. His desk read Mr. Kaiba but no one called him that because it was easily confused with Seto Kaiba, his brother who'd taught the class beforehand.

He'd been digging in a drawer for about 5 minutes prior to the time that I'd finished my paper, he looked a bit distressed as he searched getting a bit paler with anxiety. "Sir? What is it you're looking for, if I may ask?" I asked cautiously, not wanting to make it worse.

He looked up coyly and smiled shyly. "I'm sorry; I'm looking for something of great sentimental value to me. But, I seemed to have misplaced it upon grading the tests today." He confessed, clearly ashamed of his behavior.

I smiled sweetly. "I'd be happy to assist you in finding it, if you'd let me." I said watching the light flicker in my teacher's eyes as he considered the offer. He glanced at the clock above the door way and then looked back at me with his hand on his chin in thought.

"It'd be a big help, but it's getting late and you walk home, don't you?" Mr. Icuo said taking on a more formal tone. I didn't like how teachers had to act so mature just because they wanted to be responsible. I smiled and waved it off. "Your right, I should be going. I hope you find whatever you're looking for, Mr. Icuo." I said turning to leave for the day.

"Mr. Muto, do be careful out there, there are some people out there you shouldn't underestimate." Mr. Icuo said genuinely seeing me off. I could see he cared, but I believed I could take care of myself no matter what comes up.

"I will." I assured him to set his mind at ease as I slipped out of the door of the class room. Thinking back on our conversation in the classroom, I realized something; I hadn't been polite enough to ask what it was that he was looking for. I sighed at my stupidity and kept walking. No use turning back now, if I did it'd probably be dark when I finally started walking home.

I reached the exit of Domino High School and looked around watchfully. No bullies to the right. I thought with ease. I turned my head ninety degrees to the left. No bullies to the left. I thought cheerfully as I began to walk to the gate.

Unfortunately, I let my guard down for the time and forgot to check behind me when I was walking. Two pairs of arms grabbed me and pulled me into a nearby bush. I struggled vigorously, kicking punching and shouting. "Let me go!" The arms tightened and pulled me along.

"We're not even going to get close if he keeps screaming like that." A voice spoke, aggravated with my jerking around and yelling. I kicked harder and felt skin. "Ow, that hurt so bad." The voice wavered in a sarcastic tone. "Put the bag over his head." Another male voice insisted.

I felt the fabric wrap around my hair and hover. "I can't get it around his hair!" The less lean voice said, angrily toying with the fabric. I squirmed trying to get free as they struggled with keeping me silent.

"Just knock him out!" The other voice said while a hand was raised to my lips. I saw my window of opportunity and took it. I bit down hard on his thumb and refused to let go. "Wow, feels like a baby with no teeth is trying to hurt me." The lean voice chuckled at my failed attempt at making him release me.

Discouraged my grip on his flesh loosened and he pulled his hand away. I didn't have any hope for fighting anymore so I resorted back to screaming. "LET ME GO!" I yelled.

"Alright." The voice said simply. I felt him release me and I began to fall. My head met with the pavement hard and I could see WAY more than stars. My vision became blurred and my yelling ceased. The conversation my captures had was no longer audible to me as I was dragged away to a darker place.

When I was finally able to open my eyes I could only see darkness. I groaned as I tried to stretch away the sleep that clouded my movements and vision. With the many things in my body that I heard cracking I'd say I'd been asleep for a few hours or so. The memories of my kidnapping flooded back and placed a confused look on my face. I felt around to see if they had tied me up at all and came up short. No pun intended.

I looked around curiously at my surroundings, making sure to take in as much detail as possible for when I called the police. With a muddled expression I realized everything around me was made of wood or fabric, even the chair I'd been sitting on when I woke up. It was dark but I know that much.

As I went on scanning the room for clues as to where I was I heard a silent whisper from the far left. I turned quickly, fearful of the unknown noise in the small room. "Who's there?" I yelled beginning to get into a fighting stance. If anything attacked I'd be ready, I wouldn't go down without a fight.

"How cute is that 'Kura? He still thinks he can fight." The figure in the darkness snickered. His voice was thick and had a bit of an accent to it. The figure walked closer and realization began to dawn on me.

"Akefia, what are you doing here?" I asked letting my fists fall to my sides. I knew I couldn't fight Akefia, he'd even taken the pleasure of proving it to me one day when I was walking home. It stills hurts when I lay down now.

Akefia came out of the shadows smiling. "Hello, Yugi. Long time, no see." The older male hummed to me. His robe from the last time I saw him still hung openly around him, and even though it was winter he never passed up a chance to wear his shortest shorts. "Bakura turn the lights on." He commanded off to the side.

A groan arose from the shadows and footsteps could be herd on my right. "I'm not your slave, Akefia." The voice, of what I now knew was Bakura, said sternly. None the less the lights flickered on dimly above us and made shadows across the room.

I looked around in amazement at all the tables and chairs, sure enough if I hadn't been careful I would have tripped while being in the dark. There were about 6 tables and four chairs for each of them everything as far as I could see was brown, hard, and wooden. The air around seemed like it would have a smell to it or any hint of dust at all, but to my disbelief there was barely even a whiff of any dirty substance. The air smelled nice and fabricated; kind of like freshly made vanilla. I took in a big breath of air and smiled blissfully unaware of the two men looking at me.

"Akefia, don't his eyes seem to light up at our little make shift space?" Bakura snickered. I knew I wanted to turn around and protest, but I had to admit it was pretty neat. It even had a bar that said non-alcoholic on one side and alcoholic on the other. Sure it was an empty play but it looked like it could get lots of people's attention if they let it.

I turned around and spoke to Bakura directly. "What is this place?" I asked in awe. Akefia shifted in place with a grin big enough to put The Joker to shame.

Bakura threw his arms out wide. "This, my dear boy, is the Akura Club of Acceptance, or the ACA as we call it." He said with enthusiasm.

"What a strange name…" Yugi mumbled to himself without thinking. "Why did you bring me here?" He turned around and asked them shooting them both glares.

Akefia stepped back and let Bakura speak again not wanting to hurt his pride. "Well you see…" Bakura began scratching his head a bit.

I folded my arms and tapped my foot like and impatient customer waiting in a very long line.

Bakura and Akefia shared a glance and then looked back at me. "We need your help." They both said in sync.

I am the queen of cliff hangings! Worship me!

Yugi: Did you take your medication today?

Ice:….

Yugi: That's what I thought.

Ice: Review to save me please? T-T