^.^  Yay!  I actually have something of a plot now!  Thank you to those who reviewed *cough cough*  -.-  On with the fic!!! 

"What's takin' them so long?" Joey asked no one in particular impatiently. 

"Hell if I know."  Duke snorted.  "They probably got lost in this place."  

"I doubt that.  Kaiba lives here, moron," Marik snapped.  He had noticed Duke inching closer to Ryou.  Too close, in his opinion.

(A.N- Hee hee.  Marik is very protective of his crush.  ^.^) 

Silence reigned for the next twenty minutes, until Tristan finally gave an aggravated groan and stood up from his position on the couch, striding towards the door that led into the hallway. 

"Tristan, where are you going?" Yugi asked. 

The spike-haired brunette replied with,

"They're taking too long.  I'm going to look for some candles or a flashlight.  Some kind of light.  All this darkness crap is pissing me off." 

Malik snorted. 

"Whose afraid of the dark now?"  That comment earned him a glare from the brunette. 

"I'm not afraid.  I would just rather have some light than sit in the darkness the whole goddamn night, unlike you."

Malik was ready to use the Rod, but felt Ryou's slim hand grip his wrist. 

"How about this?" the soft-spoken boy asked, "Joey, why don't you go with him?  I'm sure he'll need some help.  The mansion is quite big and it's easy for someone to get lost if they don't know the way around."   

"I'll go too," Yugi spoke up, "Someone has to make sure these two don't kill each other."    

"Ah, c'mon, I ain't gonna beat him up that bad!"  The dopey blonde slapped Tristan hard on the back in emphasis.

"You're not gonna beat me up that bad?  Oh, I would be more worried about me beating you up!"  

"What?  Aw, c'mon, Tris, no need to lie. We all know how weak you are."  

"What?!"  Ryou and Yugi sweat dropped as they watched the brewings of a fight. 

"We should get to looking for those lights, guys.  No telling how long it'll take us to find something," Yugi said, grabbing the two boys by their wrists and dragging them out behind him.

*~* 

"Joey, I think we were down this hallway before.  Are you sure you know what you're doing?"  

"Relax, Yug.  I could navigate us out of the Sahara Desert." 

Tristan blinked.

"Wow, Joey.  You used a three syllable word!" 

"Tha-Hey! What's that supposed to mean?"       

"Nothing.  Nothing at all."  Tristan sighed.  

Joey suddenly took off down the hall ahead of them. 

"Gah!  Joey, wait up!" Yugi panted.  He nearly crashed into the blonde haired teen.  Joey was grinning as he looked at the door in front of them. 

"Heh…I think this is Kaiba's office," he said mischievously as his hand went for the doorknob. 

"Joey, I don't think we should go in there.  It's Kaiba's private office."

"Yeah, but he probably has flashlights inside," Joey replied.  With that, he swung the door open and stepped inside, looking around. 

"Damn.  This room is huge!" 

Joey walked up to what he assumed was Kaia's desk and opened the drawers.  Nothing.  They were both empty.  

"Hey, I think I found some candles," Tristan called to the other two, holding up the white taper candle and a match as proof.  Joey groaned. 

"Does Moneybags have something against flashlights or something?"  

Yugi lit the match and it brought it to the candlewick. The three's faces were immediately thrown into a flickering glow. 

"That's better.  Now, let's go and see if there's anything else."

 Upon finding nothing else of use, besides the..ahem…incriminating photograph of Seto and another man his own age with dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes holding each other, which Joey begged Yugi to let him take, as "evidence," to which Yugi declined, the three walked out again, to go back into the darkness of the hallway.  Or, I should say, the two dragged the dopey blonde out, who was rather reluctant to leave without the said picture.

After a few moments of commotion, they began to wander down the hallway again, only with the candles small, comforting light to help guide them.  Tristan stopped suddenly, whirling around, his hazel eyes wide. 

"Did you just see that?" 

"See what Tristan?" 

"That…thing.  It looked like a person." 

Joey snickered as he said, "I think Malik was right for once.  Maybe ya are afraid of the dark."     

"Shut up."  

The three were suddenly plunged into darkness as the candle flame was extinguished into a puff of smoke. 

"Ah, fuck." 

But the flame suddenly came back to life, and grew.  Grew so that it devoured half of the candle wax, revealing the morbid scene that met the threes eyes.  Blood was running down the walls of the entire hallway, like the walls themselves were crying.  And in the middle was the most grisly message slowly being scrawled in the crimson liquid by invisible hands. 

Let the games begin.      

-.- Yeah, I know.  Not much for them.  But I couldn't figure out how to begin this one.  I know what will happen in their next chapter, thought.  But that's for me to know and you to find out.  ^.^  Remember, next chapter is Ryou, Duke, and Malik's.  Oh yeah and GODDAMMIT PEOPLE, REVIEW!  ONEGAI?