I apologize for such the long update, I thought this would be the Halloween chapter, but I seemed to have run into writer's block along with a fascination for Hellsing fanfiction (note the new stories added to my 'favorites') also studying for finals for school.

Once more I'm sorry about the long wait.

Missing Items

Ishizu was writhing with all her might to escape her assailant, but it seemed that as soon as she escaped him, she'd be right under him again.

"Why are you running away, sweetheart?" the voice was muffled and his face was obscured, but he was barely inches from her face. "I just want to give you what you want." He rubbed up against her in an unwelcome manner and Ishizu immediately tried to push away from his touch. It only excited the pervert and he was 'preparing' for the evil deed.

Ishizu looked around frantically for anything that she could defend herself with, something sharp. It was no use, she was about to be defiled here and there was nothing she could do about it. The feeling of hopelessness spread through her like a disease. This feeling of distress made hot, silent tears roll down her face and she hated this feeling of being powerless.

"Ready?" he whispered into her ear, she cringed and braced herself waiting for the pain….

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Nothing came.

Ishizu slowly opened her eyes and she realized she was tied to a chair and the masked man was standing by a sink. He suddenly pulled out her perfume; shampoo all her personal cleansing products in a box. His hand with the dragon tattoo on it took the perfume bottle and pulled off the top. Then he did the obvious, he poured the contents into the sink and laughed…like Kaiba.

The connection with the maniacal laughter changed her attacker into Kaiba dressed as a pimp. He had the entire getup, white long fur coat, white wide brim hat with black jaguar spots and a long black feather. In his hand was a blue cane with the BEWD head that he was holding, the sapphire of the dragon's eyes leering at her. The hand that was holding it had a giant sapphire ring on the ring finger. Also a diamond studded belt buckle that spelled out 'KC'.

"Yo, bitch, you lied you do have perfume up in your crib." Ishizu could only watch horrified, Kaiba had grillz shaped like dragons as he continued to pour all her things down the drain…

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Ishizu gasped as she jolted up into a sitting position. She took in her surroundings and noticed that she had taken a trip from her bedroom to sleep on the couch. Slowly the dark hair woman wiped the tears that had registered during her nightmare. Recalling the rest of it, Ishizu shuddered at the thought of 'pimp Kaiba'.

What was I thinking when I said that? Ishizu wasn't thinking about it, she was partially buzzed from the liquor in the mudslides that afternoon and made the connection. Now for the past four days she has been making 'additions' to Kaiba's pimp look in her nightmares and the current dream was the end result.

Once again, she shuddered.

The nightmares and now this? Ishizu stood up slowly and fumbled for the remote. Turning the television on, a report flashed about the group of teens becoming much more of a threat and are unable to be found by the police. Then about their first objective for the bombings has escalated into destroying all big businesses to overthrow 'the overlords that have undermined and used them for their own profitable gain'.

Sounds like they've become involved with communism, Ishizu mused, she was inside her room to dress, but was able to see the television nonetheless.

"We're advising that anyone going out for Halloween stay in large groups and remain in 'safety' areas that the police have marked. Otherwise we strongly advise everyone to stay inside their homes for this Halloween." Then the news reporter went on to some other story that had a much happier feel to it. It made Ishizu smile lightly as she pulled her midnight blue dress over her shoulders.

Ishizu came out of her bedroom and looked about her 'home'. Besides the clothes in the closet, personal care products in the bathroom (lack of) and signs of someone sleeping here, the place was the same if you took those things away. Mind it was a very nice place (very expensive) but Ishizu wasn't suppose to be here for this long and when the time came she wanted to leave as quickly as possible.

Grabbing her wallet and stuffing it into her purse, Ishizu checked to make sure she had everything important to her and then left the room. Outside the Egyptian watched the door automatically close and lock, she made sure by trying to open the door with no avail. Satisfied, Ishizu adjusted her purse and continued on her way down the stairs.

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The lobby was completely deserted, save for the bellboys and occasional maid passing through. Ishizu wasn't surprised; it was almost five in the morning. She was immediately out of the lobby and exiting the revolving doors. Ishizu stepped away as some cleaning men (a.k.a. janitors) went through with their cleaning equipment.

"SabaaH el kheer." (Good morning in Arabic Egyptian) One of the men Ishizu recognized as an Egyptian not only from the greeting, but their skin tone. It was a common occurrence for Ishizu to get a greeting from people of her 'nationality' in other foreign countries.

The man was already inside with his fellow workers, so she didn't bother to respond. Straightening herself, Ishizu made her way to the limo. She prayed to Isis, to any god that heard her to let her go to the store to buy some things and not have a little 'detour'.

"Bon matin, Mademoiselle Ishtar." Another morning greeting that took her by surprise. Ishizu didn't respond and edged inside, what she was greeted by instead of a scowling Kaiba was a black dog lying on the seat. The dog acknowledged her, but didn't move.

How strange…where did this dog come from? Ishizu wondered, maybe the canine belonged to Kaiba? It seemed doubtful; she couldn't picture Kaiba as a dog person…or any animal person for that matter.

"Where would you like to go zis morning?" the new chauffer asked her politely, at least he seemed sincere about it and not asking out of politeness, that's what the other driver did. Ishizu gave directions to a store that Jahzara recommended to her. She needed to keep her schedule at random so the stalker couldn't find a way to ambush her again.

While the limo made its way through the deserted streets, Ishizu extended her hand to the dog. The animal sniffed her hand lazily and licked it then Ishizu scratched behind its ears, which it enjoyed greatly. Ishizu noticed the bandages wrapped around the dog's waist and looked at them, pondering.

I wonder what happened to this dog…

Ishizu gasped when a hand came up from below the seat and grasped the expensive surfacing. Slowly after that hand the owner's head came into view, a mess of bushy black hair.

"Mokuba?" Ishizu pondered, the younger Kaiba yawned and rubbed his eyes lazily.

"Did I scare you?" Mokuba yawned loudly, now stretching his arms over his head.

Ishizu processed that he was the second person to ask her that this week, "You only startled me." She responded then asked, "What are you doing here, Mokuba? More importantly, why are you on the floor?"

"Two reasons, no three reasons" the boy held up three fingers, while slinking onto the seat. Ishizu couldn't help but smile seeing the child was absolutely exhausted, "One, sleeping. Two, I have to walk Saber because I'm leaving him at the mansion while I go out for Halloween and three…" Mokuba took her bag and fished out her cell phone, starting to tamper with it. "Seto promised I could stay over at Yugi's 'along with the other dorks' if I fixed your cell phone because 'you're so incompetent'."

The last thing said made Ishizu furrow her brow, but she made no comment to it. Just asked, "How exactly will you be 'fixing' my cell phone?"

Mokuba simply tossed her phone to one side and pulled out a new, very nice cell phone, "Get you a new one, so you don't have to put up with 'the vulgar slime that think that being a man is torturing some old lady so they can laugh about it with their dim-witted buddies.'"

Old? Ishizu creased her eyebrows disapprovingly; I'm twenty one, Kaiba makes me like sound like I'm sixty.

"Here." He offered the phone to her, but she refused it.

"No thank-you, Mokuba, I'd prefer the calls over paying whatever this phone costs." Ishizu waved the phone away, but Mokuba completely ignored her denial and dropped the phone into her purse.

"Don't worry, it's no cost this time around, Seto says 'she needs to keep some of her youth left and relieving some stress will help.'"

Ishizu fumed to herself, "Kaiba seems to talk about me quite often."

"Oh yeah, he talks about you all the time." Mokuba joked, "Saying you look like some 'third world street rat that hasn't learned to dump her messed up culture that landed her here in the first place and should start dressing like people in this time'. You can tell by those words that he's absolutely crazy about you."

For a moment they shared a smile from this joke. Then the ride became quiet and it unnerved Mokuba. Looking at the lady that seemed to make his brother take twenty Tylenols after having an encounter with her, she seemed perfectly comfortable with the silence. Before long Mokuba had to ask something, he couldn't take the silence, so asked blandly, "Where we going anyway?"

"To a store."

Wow, she keeps it short and to the point, Mokuba mused, "What do you need to buy?"

"Some essentials."

And vague… Mokuba thought as well, at least she wasn't twisting the questions around like his brother would. He tried again, "Like what?"

"Things I don't have," Ishizu could only smile as the boy groaned loudly, "I apologize, Mokuba, I didn't know you were trying to make a conversation. Do you really want to know why I need to go to the store?"

"Well it's the least you could, after putting me through that whole ordeal."

She only chuckled lightly at the boy's disposition, "I need to buy some things because I think whoever was cleaning my hotel room stole them."

Mokuba gave a look of surprise "Really? Wow you don't have the best of luck, do you?"

"I guess not." She agreed quietly, yes, this wasn't turning out well for her here in Domino.

"What were the things?"

Ishizu thought about this as she slowly remembered them, "Some shampoo, conditioner, body wash, soap, and…anointing oil."

"Anointing oil?" Mokuba contorted his face into confusion.

"I suppose others would call it perfume."

"Oh I see." Mokuba agreed then suddenly remembered that he saw those certain items not too long ago…

No way! That's ridiculous! The boy immediately dismissed the idea. Then again those certain items should not have been in their home and those certain items happened to be missing from Ishizu's possession. Seto would never do that…oh of course he would!

"Was the perfume called Egyptian Goddess?" Mokuba mused, his eyebrow twitching. Ishizu glanced at the dark haired boy with genuine shock.

"Yes, how did you-?"

Mokuba unzipped his vest pocket and pulled out the said perfume, "Found this in a box with some other stuff in our trash. I was worried at first that Seto was hiding something, but now I feel a little better that he's just stealing your stuff." He replied indifferently, holding the bottle out for her to take.

She took the bottle from him, but was still mystified at what just happened here. Ishizu remembered four days ago when Kaiba demanded to know what her perfume was and she flat out refused to tell him. The woman never thought Kaiba would have someone steal her things in order to not make her wear it anymore.

The shock slowly turned to anger.

How dare that presumptuous teen go into my home and ransack my belongings!

"Uh…Ishizu…?" Mokuba pondered seeing Ishizu's tan knuckles were turning white around the bottle as she grasped it harder than needed. It made him worry that Ishizu was going to blow up at his brother, which in turn would make Seto angry.

"I should press charges against him…but that would be almost impossible…" she seemed to say this more to herself than to Mokuba, "Mokuba, will I be driving with the usual chauffer next time?"

"Um…yeah, Pierre's my driver, so this is just a one time thing."

"I assume then that your brother has been using this limo until four days ago?"

"That's right." Mokuba agreed, becoming slowly anxious as to where this was going.

"Will he be using this limo anytime soon?"

"…no, I kinda took Pierre as my own driver, to save him from being fired." Mokuba explained Ishizu gave a satisfied nod.

"Good." She murmured staring at the bottle.

Mokuba swallowed uneasily, "You're not…going to tell my brother are you?"

For his question he was given an incredulous glare, "Why shouldn't I?"

"Well, you can, but could you wait a few days?"

Ishizu face contorted into mild surprise and bewilderment, "Explain."

"Ishizu, you just thought five minutes ago that room service was stealing your things. My brother's going to wonder how you made this amazing connection to him and then when he finds out that I tattled on him…well I won't be having much of a social life for a while." The Egyptian felt her sympathy go out to the boy as he sat there, twiddling his thumbs.

"So…maybe you could wait a few days after I spend sometime with my friends?" Mokuba suggested in the sweetest possible way that it forced a smile onto Ishizu's face.

"Very well then." Ishizu agreed, by now they were at their destination and she exited without waiting for the driver to open the door for her. It surprised her that Mokuba scuttled out after her, "Why are you coming?"

"I'm curious." Mokuba stated simply, his arms were thrown over his shoulders as he walked next to her.

"Curious of what, may I ask?"

"How everyday 'commoners' shop." From the boy's tone, Ishizu wasn't certain if he was joking or if he was fed this idea from his brother and found nothing wrong with the reference, "Plus I haven't been inside a store since…our parents…."

"I understand." Ishizu understood that it was hard to talk about such things, even for her. Well, perhaps not her mother, her death was simple enough. No, it was trying to explain to others what happened to their father, especially to Marik.

The automatic doors slide open as they approached the store. A subtle glance to Mokuba and she noticed the boy's exited gleam in his eyes and a little grin on his face.

Ishizu had a troubling feeling about this.

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Despite her uncertainty of Mokuba's behavior, he acted very mature and didn't give her any hassles. In fact, in her mind he acted like a 'perfect gentleman' in apology for his brother's thievery of her things he paid for the new bathing products. Afterwards, she found herself joining Mokuba to the park on the way he jabbered about what he was planning to do with Yugi and the others and seemed to be very fond of a girl named 'Rebecca'.

Currently, she was sitting on a park bench waiting as Mokuba 'tried' to walk Saber. Which comically looked more like Saber was walking Mokuba. She smiled softly as the scene distinctly reminding her of his brother.

"Saber, no!" he scolded as the canine wrapped the leash around a tree trunk, "What has gotten into you?" Mokuba quickly unwound the black leash and when he finally got it undone, he noticed that he had the loose dog collar, but minus the dog.

How did he-? Moving his head about Mokuba spotted Saber over by Ishizu, his head resting on her lap. Oh I see, Mokuba scowled, Great just great, barely knows her for one hour and he's already fawning on her. The fourteen year old stomped over to his pet and gave the animal a demeaning glare. Saber responded by turning sad dark eyes on him and Mokuba instantly felt his heart melt.

"What a face to make at me!" Mokuba grinned, patting the dog's head as he sat on the bench as well. "After you put me through all that, pulling me around, getting the leash caught in bushes and trees," with this he dropped the leash to his side, still reprimanding the canine, "breaking out of your collar so you can be with her and you have the nerve to give me those sad eyes. So," Mokuba bent over to meet Saber at eye level, "what do you have to say?"

Saber lifted his head, looked his owner in the eyes and affectionately licked the teen's nose.

"Apology accepted." They sat there in silence and this time it was a nice silence, just watching the scenery…

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He needed to get something out of the way. In order for him to have a good Halloween he had to request one more thing.

"So Ishizu…"

"Yes?" the Egyptian was preoccupied with wondering how the weather had been changing erratically lately. First it was freezing that frost appeared on the ground and now with days like this it was beautiful to be outside. The park looked magnificent with the colors of red, gold and orange clinging to the branches and the occasionally wind blowing them off, creating a flurry of fall beauty.

Where she lived she only experienced one season all year round and Ishizu enjoyed the change.

"That cop friend of yours…"

"Jahzara?"

"Yeah, I was wondering if she was taking you somewhere today?" the overtone of innocence of the question made Ishizu deeply apprehensive.

"Yes, we're supposed to do 'window shopping' today. How do know that?" she watched the boy started at the question and then laughed nervously.

"Oh…well…I just figured since…" he quickly tried to think of something, "that…well I didn't really know, that's why I asked. The museum's closed today, so I was just curious if you were going out today and the woman cop is the only person you really hang around with." How Mokuba wished he had his brother's ability to mask his emotions, it would come in handy right now.

Ishizu seemed amazed, maybe because he knew so much about her social life?

"You seem to be keeping an eye on me."

"Well…the deal was we're suppose to keep you safe and knowing who you hang around with helps." Mokuba waited anxiously as the woman next to him thought about this carefully.

"I see…" was all she said, Mokuba wasn't sure if that meant 'oh yes that makes perfect sense' or 'you're a liar and I know what you're up to' so he watched her closely as she turned to him, "Was there something you wanted to tell me?"

"Uh…" Mokuba was confused for a moment until he remembered why he brought this conundrum up in the first place, "I just wanted to ask that you won't mention this 'stealing your stuff' thing to her."

"Why is that?" a skeptical eyebrow arched up, Mokuba could've smacked himself right then and there.

Crap…I just set myself up again. Why did you tell me you were surveying her, Seto? After the whole pimp question, his brother made him listen to the recording where the comment came from.

Mokuba had two reactions from it.

One: He laughed when he heard Ishizu say such a thing.

Two: He was shocked and appalled that Seto would be so paranoid.

"Just so nobody overhears it; you know you have a lot of attention on you now because of our involvement." That came out much easier and frankly, Mokuba was very grateful for it.

He wasn't sure if Ishizu accepted it though, she merely stood up and stated, "We should be going." Then walked along the path back to where the limo was parked.

Please believe me; I think you'd blow a casket if you found that out too. Mokuba prayed and shuffled behind her. Halfway down the path Mokuba stopped in mid-step and had a strange feeling that he was missing something…. He looked at the empty leash in hand.

Oh crap! Saber! Mokuba turned around and bolted back to the bench where the dog waited patiently for him. Saber's expression seemed to say 'You completely forgot about me?'

"Well you didn't have to sit there like an oaf." Mokuba muttered, he hooked the collar back on and they went back to the limo.

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"I hope you have a nice Halloween, Ishizu." Mokuba waved good-bye to her and she smiled kindly back.

"And I hope you'll be replacing your brother as my driving companion." Ishizu said back, which made the teen flush, eyes downcast. Ishizu didn't wait for an answer and shut the door herself. Mokuba sat there staring at the floor for several minutes, until he cursed to himself.

"I wish she didn't make me feel so guilty, Saber." Mokuba whined, the reason? Because just giving Ishizu that new phone out of generosity wasn't the only reason she received it.

(Flashback)

"You know, I resent this idea. Don't you know the meaning of privacy?" Mokuba scowled looking at the offending piece of plastic.

"If you're going to complain then I won't let you go hang out with those dorks let alone sleep over there."

"Oh fine!" Mokuba pouted, his brother patted his head and he swiped the hand away. "I'm not happy with this though!"

"It's not my fault that you're greedy."

"It's not my fault either that you're using your authority to get leverage on me!" he watched his brother walk away with a laugh.

"That's life kiddo."

(End Flashback)

Man, this sucks. Mokuba rolled off the seat with a 'thump' in depression, if I'd known he stole her stuff I wouldn't have given her that phone.

The stress was starting to pry at him and Mokuba didn't like it.

"This sucks, I hate being stuck in the middle!" he had to keep a secret from Ishizu about the tracking device in her cell phone and now had to keep the secret that he knew Seto stole from her as well.

He wasn't going to enjoy this Halloween as much as he thought.

Not sure there's much to explain…hmm…anybody confused about something comment on it! (Although I don't think there's anything confusing here…) and I got that 'Good Morning' greeting from a google search so hopefully it's written correctly. Hoped you enjoyed this chapter!