Warning: Violence, Swearing and some scenes of angst.

Chapter 2

Kinaki back away slowly as the brown haired rubbed his chest slightly.

"I am sorry, did I-" she cut herself off as she heard the man groan, she quickly dart the other direction as fast as her schoolgirl legs could carry her.

She could hear the cries of her brother, calling from the ground, begging for revenge. She wanted to kill him, but she couldn't, she had no weapon. She entered the school grounds hoping to lose him, running through the empty grounds she opened the wooden doors with her bloody hands. She opened her classroom door to see all the students staring at her, she stared down at were they were glaring. Her bloody hands. She looked at her hands then to the children, the teacher neared to her slowly, she couldn't stand it. The murmuring of the children, the teacher's calls, her brother's voice. Her head began to spin, she slowly backed away into the hall. She curled up into a ball in the hallway, her bloody hands covered her head, she stared at the other children, some how, some how she knew, she knew she would never be like them.

"Kinaki," came a voice from the crowd, Serenity Wheeler, she was the only one who understood. Serenity stooped down to her level.

"Kinaki," she said putting a hand on her head.

Kinaki burst into tears, she wrapped her arms around Serenity.

Serenity put her hands around Kinaki's shoulder.

"It's alright….let out your tears," she said, Kinaki cried with all her might, after twelve years, she still carries the scars of guilt of her brother's death.

Yami placed his hand on his head and brushed through his hair, something wasn't right. His cell began to ring, he wanted to leave it alone, he wanted it to just go away. After the tenth ring he finally pick it up.

"This had better be damn good," he said.

"The wretch got away, sir," said the same voice.

Yami growled from his throat.

"Couldn't Tristen handle the damn job?" he asked

"The girl apparently is extremely strong, he came in here bleeding from his head," replied the woman.

"Listen Moro, I don't pay you to fail! If you keep this up, you'll be set to jail immediately!" cried Yami slamming down his cell phone.

"Yami-chan!" cried a voice from the doorway.

"Tea-chan!" cried Yami as Tea ran in and swung her arms around Yami's neck.

"I got back from Texas early! So, did you miss me, honey?" asked Tea kissing his cheek.

"Not sure, I have to find out," he replied kissing her fully on her lips.

Tea giggled as she parted and stared at his drawer.

"Did they get the girl yet?" asked Tea hugging his tightly.

"Not yet dear, don't worry, we'll kill every last one of them for what he did to you," replied Yami placing his hand on the back of her head.

"Thank you, Yami-chan, I must take my leave now, you are quite busy!" she said giving him a quick kiss on his lips and walked out.

Yami smiled, and pulled his drawer open revealing a small pistol.

"I bet she used this to kill him….," said Yami examining the gun, "I am not going down like him, I'll treat her right."

Moro slammed the phone down on it's receiver.

"DAMN HIM!" she cried angrily bring her fist down on the metal table.

Her short black hair was tied neatly in a high ponytail with her green eyes blazing with anger.

Tristen appeared from the doorway with an ice pack on his cheek.

"What did he say?" asked Tristen, hoping to get a kind word from his former friend.

"He said fuck us," replied Moro, swing to turn towards him.

"Ever since he has been with that bitch he has acted different, sending his once friends into hit jobs for him," snorted Moro angrily.

"I know what you mean," replied Tristen sitting down on one of the wooden chairs.

"Hey T, what do you say about a game of pool at Lucky Bar?" asked Moro, "to get your mind off of that nasty scratch."

Tristen nodded, "sounds good," he stood up and walked out followed by Moro.

Tea slowly walked from Yami's office, her short hair swayed with her motions.

It ticked her off knowing the sister of her ex still lived. After she killed Shinto, she thought that would satisfy her, but it didn't. She wanted to cut open his sister's neck and watch her bleed to death.

"I won't let that little bitch live," said Tea and she walked back into her car, "She's going to be sorry she was ever born into her family!"

Seto Kaiba stood there as he watched the girl run off.

"Weird kid," he said as he was about to turn away when he heard his name.

"Kaiba?" asked Tristen from the alley.

"Tristen! What the hell are you doing here?" asked Kaiba shocked.

"I have a long story to short, Yami and the bitch hired me to off the girl, if I didn't they would expose me and my…trades..," said Tristen looking down, "I stopped for about two years, but Tea keeps him to hold it to me."

Kaiba nodded, he was disgusted at Yami's taste in women, his past wife, Saori was a good woman, but then he had an affair with Tea, which killed the poor woman. No one but he knew what made her die, she killed herself, drowning herself in her bathtub. An image of Saori flashed through his mind. He was in love with her since the day he met her, but she had eyes for Yami. He had hoped Yami would care for her properly, but in the end, he had killed her. It was a shame to see Saori, at a simple age of 24, dead. She had a future ahead of her, and it was whisked away by Yami and his miss judgement.

"You ok man?" asked Kaiba, 'I can take you to Kaiba Corp to get you cleaned up."

" Nah man, I have to report back, see you around, alright?" said Tristen walking away holding his cheek.

"Yeah man, see you around," replied Kaiba, he knew Yami wasn't all bad, Tea was the one who had seduced him into it, Tea hated Saori for everything.

Tea was the one who was the cause of everyone wrong going on in their lives. Clasping his brief case, he sighed and walked on to Kaiba Corp. Tea will pay for all she did, even in life, he will lead her to death. Slow and painfully.