I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of it's characters.

I woke up the next morning in my bed back at home. My muscles ached. I really, really didn't want to get out of bed, but the knocking on my door and Crow's yelling at me to get my disk on and get ready to go brought me back to my senses. A little groggy, I got out of bed and got dressed.

"I'll be ready in a minute," I said. I put my disk on over my left arm and loaded my deck into the slot. Then I opened the door and could see Crow practically bouncing around the street.

"Let's get going!" he said as he grabbed my arm and started pulling me in the direction of Dirty Works' HQ.

"Hey, slow down!" I said, pulling my arm away. I started a pace more resembling a leisurely stroll than anything else. Crow just bolted off regardless of my pace. Eventually, I got to the HQ where I'd spilled blood the evening before. Kalin was standing outside.

"You're late, Sergeant." he said.

"My apologies, Captain," I said. "I didn't get to enjoy the scenery on the way here last time."

Kalin clapped my shoulder, "Not a problem, Sergeant. We've already got three men inside dueling the mohawked hooligans, presumably. It was a little scary seeing the damage you'd done to them when we went inside."

"Most of that isn't mine, Captain," I replied, laughing. "It's just their lifestyle."

"Take a look inside, Wil." Kalin pointed to the duels going on inside. I saw that two of the thugs I'd faced were sitting on chairs while dueling.

"Oh," I said. "But where's the third guy?"

"Yusei's probably further inside, just past the arcade," Kalin replied.

"Alright, I'll head back there after him." Kalin patted me on the back again as I went inside. The thugs I passed nearly fell out of their chairs when I passed, so I just smiled at them. They almost dropped their hands, the fools. I walked past the arcade and into the main bowling alley, and I saw Yusei standing off to the side, scanning for threats. I heard a cracking sound, then I looked up to just above where Yusei was standing and I could see that the concrete ceiling was crumbling, about to fall down.

I yelled at Yusei as I was running towards him. He turned around and saw me coming, his eyes wide with fear, but not yet apprehensive of the threat. I grabbed him and jumped away, just far enough for the two of us to narrowly evade the falling concrete. Once he and I started to get up from the floor we could see that if the falling piece had hit us we would be dead.

"Thanks, Wil," Yusei said.

"Just make sure to return the favor sometime, alright?" I groaned. Then I looked over and I saw the thug I'd stabbed walking towards us.

"I never thought we'd ever use that trap, but you guys are dangerous enough to warrant it." he said.

"Where's your leader?" Yusei asked.

"You're looking at him." he laughed.

"How's your arm?" I taunted.

He motioned to a sling on his right arm, "I could do without this, but I'm strong enough to keep moving."

I started to prepare my disk for a duel, but then Yusei put a hand on it. "I've got this, go back to the front of the building."

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Do you want to blow up his other arm too?" he countered. Dirty Works' leader looked both terrified and confused at the same time.

"Just a little bit, he just tried to kill you, after all." I shrugged.

"Which is why I'll take care of this. Go back, you've been here, you've shown your face. You don't have to duel today." he shooed me back out as he activated his disk and turned to the Mohawk. He grinned, "Let's rev it up."

I walked back through the arcade and watched as Crow and Jack annihilated their opponents. It was entertaining to watch Jack summon his Red Dragon Archfiend and eliminate the defenses of his opponent's turtle-themed deck.

I walked over to Kalin and said, "You interested in a duel to pass the time?"

"Are you able to turn off the thing in your disk that makes others blow up?" he asked, his eyebrow raised.

"Huh, I'd forgotten about that," I smirked.

"You're a real laugh, Sergeant," Kalin said. "Is there some vendetta that you have against me to want to blow up my arm, my cards, and my life?"

"Not really, unless you want to duel with disks on," I said.

"And then it would be my own fault for wrecking my life?" Kalin sighed. "Tell you what, Wil, go home and figure out a way to turn off whatever it is that you've got in that thing, and then I'll consider wiping the floor with your deck."

"If you're so certain that is what is going to happen, then why won't you duel me now?" I asked.

"Because I promised you that you wouldn't have to duel today. You've been here, you've saved a life, and our onslaughts are taking them apart card by card. You can go home and rest a little more." then Kalin leaned in close and whispered in my ear. "Or maybe you'll run off to your new flame?"

I resisted the temptation to punch him, "She isn't my anything, Captain."

"Not even your friend?" his face looked smug enough that it deserved to be slammed into the ground, but I could tell my red, flustered face was enough of a reaction, and so I just walked away. "Tell Anna I said hi!" Kalin yelled as I stomped off to my home.

I started walking home, but my thoughts were plagued by Anna, how I should drop by to make sure she's settled in at the earliest opportunity, then I noticed my physical path deviating. I stopped.

"Sergeant Jernigan, get a grip, you've only known her for a few days. What's wrong with you?" I asked myself aloud. I laughed and kicked a nearby tin can and watched it roll down the street in the direction of my shack. I tried my hardest to think of only the can and getting home, but Anna's face would still show up in my head as I was walking there. I got to the door and noticed that it was open.

"I guess I didn't close it when I left," I said to myself.

"You did, actually," came a feminine voice from inside. I peered in and saw Anna sitting at my desk.

I entered, "So how did you get in here?"

"You left it unlocked." she smiled. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Shouldn't you be at work?" I asked.

"That dead-end job had way too many people and higher-ups who weren't interested in my work if you catch my drift." she twirled some of her hair between her fingers.

"Ma'am, as the guy who was riding in the trailer, I've seen you drift, and it was scary." I sat on my bed and took off my disk, putting my deck back into its holster.

"Oh, shush!" she laughed. "I don't much appreciate teasing."

"Me? Tease? Never." I shook my head and turned it down just enough so that she couldn't see my smile, or so I thought.

"Shut that trap of yours, duel-boy, I need your help again." she wagged her finger menacingly at me.

"Sure, what do you need?" I asked.

"A motorcycle. I'm applying for the new parts shop that is just about to open up, and the guys in charge want to see me work on one before they're willing to hire me." she walked to the door, then peered back at me. "By the way, I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend, one of the boys there had his eyes on me."

I stepped up to the door behind her and said in her ear as low as I could, "And you think that I don't?"

She laughed and walked further out the door, "Yep! You'll do fine. Now find me a motorcycle, my henchman!" I remembered the motorbikes that Dirty Works had kidnapped Itsuki with.

"Right this way, love." I started walking back towards the turf war that had hopefully been resolved by now.

"Don't get too carried away, Mr. Jernigan." Anna scolded.

"You're no fun, love." I laughed as we continued to walk. She did her best to scowl. Eventually, we reached the bowling alley, just in time to watch the rest of the Enforcers walk out laughing. They all stopped short when they saw Anna and I strolling towards them.

"Are these your friends, Wil? The rest of your duel gang?" Anna said with a tone of irritation.

"Yes, meet Kalin, Yusei, Crow, and you've already met Jack," I said. Each of the guys raised his hand when his name was said.

"And do they know about my preferences regarding duel gangs?" she said, staring at each of the other gang members like they had black hearts on their sleeves. Which makes no sense, because none of them except for Kalin were wearing a shirt that had sleeves.

"No, I don't believe they do. I haven't had reason to tell them. But I swear to you, they're nothing like Black-n-Blue or Dirty Works or any other gang that's ever been in Satellite."

"So you say. Now then, motorcycles?" Anna redirected the conversation.

"Yes, of course, I believe that we may be able to get one from the guys inside. I'll be in there in a moment. Lemme just say something to these guys first." Anna turned up her nose as she walked past them. The Enforcers just smirked. Crow opened his mouth as if to speak, but I beat him to the punch.

"She isn't my girlfriend," I said as matter-of-factly as I could.

"Then fix that lonesome situation of yours and make it so. She's mighty fine." Kalin said. The rest of the gang just laughed and smiled.

"See you later, gentlemen." was my terse reply. They left, laughing raucously all the way. I just walked into the bowling alley after Anna. I saw her talking to a few of the mohawks, all sitting in chairs. When they saw me, however, all the mohawks screamed and fell out of their chairs.

"What are you doing back here again?" One of them yelled from behind his makeshift cover. Anna looked at them, then at me, and I saw confusion all over her face.

"These are the guys who kidnapped Itsuki yesterday. They're also the reason for the scar on my cheek and the bandage around my stomach." I explained to her.

"There's a bandage around your stomach?" her eyes shot towards the cowering mohawks.

"That's nothing." their leader, still wearing his sling, walked into the room. "He stabbed my shoulder straight through and nearly killed me." He looked me in the eye and nodded his head. I nodded right back at him, a silent sign of mutual respect.

"But that isn't why we're here." Anna redirected the conversation. "I'm here to buy the most broken motorcycle you lot have."

"Why in the world would you want that old thing?" the leader set out another chair and sat down opposite her.

"And why is he here?" Another mohawk asked, apparently still adamantly against my presence.

"Support. Quite frankly I don't trust you lot with people who are close to me." I said. The mohawk who objected to me slumped into his chair, defeated, while his leader laughed.

"Support, Wil? I really must thank you for offering to pay for this." Anna's eye twinkled in my direction. The lead mohawk just laughed harder, doubling over until he was wheezing and had to stop himself.

I shrugged, "Alright, how much is this bike going to cost me?"

The lead mohawk looked me even in the eye and I could see a silent, seething rage. "Charlotte," he said slowly. "Is going to cost you 1000 DP."

"Done," I said. I wrote a check for a thousand DP and handed it to him. He slowly got up and walked us around the building. Then he showed us their motor pool and guided Anna and I to the end of it. What we saw was not worth a thousand DP. It was practically just a heap of scrap with a small layer of rust on the borders. The frame was worthless and the engine was barely salvageable. The wheels were loosely attached and the tires were completely flat.

I could feel my face tense in disgust, but then I heard Anna say, "It's perfect. Wil, get it upright and let's get out of here." I sighed, then did as she said. We walked out next to the bike as I heard someone behind us make a sultry whistle. Anna put her hand on my left arm and said, "Ignore them, just keep moving."

When we were a safe distance away from the bowling alley Anna spoke up again, "I thought you went in without a knife."

"I took some of theirs," was my growling reply

"Ooh! I can sense that this is a touchy subject." she giggled, then she started poking at my stomach, right where I'd been cut. I winced.

"Anna, I don't like talking about violence," I said.

"Alright. Again, thanks for paying for this heap of junk," she said happily.

"I believe her name is Charlotte," I replied with a wary smile.

"I know! Isn't she perfect? By the time that I'm done with her it will be an honor to ride her through the streets, rather than a chore to try to hold her together." she smiled wide, but I was still perplexed.

"Why is Charlotte so perfect? Won't it be harder to repair her?" I asked.

"Precisely why she's perfect. I need to show the guys opening the shop that I'm the best there is, so the harder the project that I tackle the better my chances of getting the job are." there was a slight skip in her step.

"Do you want to stop by Yusei's to grab some parts?" I said.

"No, If I get the job then I can get the rest of the parts later. I just need to make her sound good and demonstrate my knowledge for now." Anna replied. She motioned to stop just in front of a warehouse door when we were near the pier. She knocked on the metal door, and it opened upward to a pair of men looking at us with a massive amount of parts and oil greases everywhere.

"Is this the bike that you're going to repair?" one of them looked at the bike, the other was staring intently at Anna, but I could tell where he was trying not to look. I saw his eyes wander every couple seconds.

"Looks like a lost cause to me, you sure you can do it?" the one who was looking at Anna said.

"The frame is dead, and the wheels and tires need work, but I can get the engine to run just as good, if not better than you can." she huffed, intently ignoring the more creepy of the two.

"Bring it inside and we'll watch you work. Are you alright with that?" said the more respectable one.

"Of course! Wil, do be a dear and wheel it in, would you please?" I followed her instructions. "Thank you, Wil." she smiled sweetly at me.

I walked back towards her, then pulled her into a hug, staring at the creep as I spoke just loud enough for him to hear, "Let me know when you're done, love. Good luck." Then I took a moment to kiss her forehead before I walked out. I couldn't tell if the smile and the blush on her face were faked, but frankly, I didn't care, the look on the guy's face was a priceless mix of horror, terror, and rage. When I was far enough away that I couldn't be heard I said to myself, "I guess I'm not very good at pretending, Anna. Maybe I'll tell you that next time we meet."