Chapter three! Wow. Thanks for the reviews folks. It means alot to me! To answer some questions: I am very pro Yugi/T`ea.. not Yami/T`ea.. not anyone else/T`ea ^_^ So it shall stay that way. As we all know I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! Kazumi Takahasi does! Gosh I always wonder if I am spelling that correctly ;.;

Oh and for refrence. My name is CC. 3

Now on to the show!

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Yugi ran towards the scene of the crime.. The place that T`ea had been taken and stolen from him. AS he entered the alleyway violet colored eyes would flicker over the area.. A shoe lay in the mud not to far away from where an apparent struggle took place. The police had the narrow way blocked off, a crowd had formed at each end of the blockades. Whispers ran rampant through the crowd. Yugi approached a blonde boy whom stood there arguing with one of the officers. "Let me in there! T`ea is our friend! We have to find her!" He was on the verge of tears. Yugi placed his hand upon Joeys shoulder and gave a firm squeeze, which caused the taller boy to whirl about defensively.. Until he noted whom had touched him. Solemn violets met with a distraught set of darker colored eyes. "Someone took her." Joeys hand rose a second, his hand gripped tightly upon something which would be slipped within Yugi's hand. As the boy opened his hand and looked down, the glint of silver would catch his eye.. taking him back to Christamas day...

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They all sat around the tree. Yugi, Tristan, Joey and T`ea. It was a time for giving and celebration. He was nervous.. So very nervous as he pulled out that slim case wrapped in gold bearing a large red ribbon. T`ea eyes had widened in delight. Her cheeks flushing softly as she took the gift.. It was the last one to be given out that day. Carefully fingers pulled upon the ribbons binding hte box. The paper gingerly seperated and folded neatly. Beneath all that paper and such would lay a small case, narrow yet long. A jewelry case. She swallowed hard, Those blue eyes darting upwards to view Yugi.. He himself had a flush upon his face. Nearly touching his nose.. Her eyes were glimmering with tears.. her fingers, though shaking proceeded to open the case. A soft gasp escaped as she viewed its contents. A silver chain bracelet lay within. Small flat pieces of that near platinum colored metal itnerlocking with the chain.. Her name had been etched upon one. Along with his name. A simple message. 'Love, Yugi.' -----

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A hard swallow. As he simply stared at the bracelet, those eyes blinking rapidly in an attempt to stop the tears that wished to flow. A hand rose infact to hide his face for a moment as his fingers curled gently about that broken bracelet. T`ea had not taken it off since she had been given it as a gift.It was now Joeys turn to consle his friend. He led him away from the chaotic scene and leaned him against a wall. "I found it before the police got here. I thought maybe you would want to have it." Yugi merely nodded, That trinket finding its way into his pocket for safe keeping. Who had done this? better yet why? Why would someone snatch T`ea up out of nowhere.. Where could she be?? He grimaced slightly as his eye fell upon the sennen item he wore, an upside down pyramid held up by a golden chain. So many problems since he had solved the puzzle.. So many dilemmas. People had been going insane. T`ea had been a target for a few agressive people. Yet none of them were intelligent enough.. now foolish enough to toy with her twice.. For each had been punished with a severity.

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He had released her chin, That painful grip removed, causing her to choke back a sound of pain. He grew aggrivated with her. The girl was far to stable for one whom was being held under such circumstances..Perhaps he should just let her go? The girl was only a pawn in his games.. Yet it would not be.. something would not allow it.. A darkness clouded his mind, taking over any thoughts of releasing her. Eyes grew darker, crueler. A snide laugh escaping him, causing T`ea to cringe against her seat.. "Pharoah's little lady, all tied up with no where to go. Such a pity really." Fingers grasped at those chocolate colored locks of hers, yanking it back harshly. the glint of metal shone in the light.. A dagger.. It would be trailed along a bared arm, The girl was trembling.. A good thing. Nothing like watching them squirm as they felt that coolness trail along their form. "How does that feel woman?" The knife would be drawn over her throat.. threateningly.. yet not hard enough to break the skin.. Instead, it fell away from her, and down to the sweater she wore, cutting it away from her, those brows of his rose as his sight took in the shirt beneath. Her uniform. The sweater would be thrown upon the ground for the moment. His soft voice sounding out. "Make a sound and I will kill you. I will slit your throat and let you bleed to death before throwing your corpse over the bridge for your dear Pharoah to find."

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Terrorized. It was hte only word that could define exactly what T`ea felt at that moment. "P--pharoah? I.. I don't understand. I don't know what yo are talking about." She could not help releasing the softest of whimpers as she felt her head being yanked backwards.. That coldness creeped over her as she felt the knife upon her.. Oh God no.. She thought as she blinked back those tears furiously. His voice.. it sounded so familiar.. Yet she could not place it... What was it.. Who was this.. She could feel the blade slice across her throat.. Yet nothing happened.. Panic.. utter panic befell her as she felt her top layer of clothing being shredded away.. She could only nod in fear as he threatened her.. then he was gone.. The light turned off.. and T`ea was left in the darkness by herself once again.

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The remanents of the sweater were in his hand as he left.. It would be placed in a box before Malik strode to his vehicle.. Towards the Game shop he went, as he neared it, the box would be flung from the car, into the window of the game shop it went.. breaking and shattering the glass.. Solomon leaped up from his seat behind hte counter as the window broke.. Eyes falling upon the box that had been responsible for breaking the glass.. He hunched down, Hands opening the box.. A soft sigh escaped.. Within lay a sweater, shredded and cut to near ribbons.. Eyes lowered to the name embroidered upon a bit of the fabric. T. Gardener.... Solomon frowned deeply.. Then rose. Leaving hte box where it lay. The phone would be picked up. 9-1-1 dialed...

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A/n: Hey folks! Hope you enjoyed the third chapter of my fanfic! ^_^ Come what may I will do my best to keep you whom are interested updated!!! Thanks for reading my story! I really appreciate it!