Authors notes Starting chapter 3 now. I think we have to check up on Marik and Isis now, as well as the babysitter.

Disclaimer: I still don't own Yugioh, would love to but don't. I only own Lucy, Mynce and Rayne.

Chapter 3: I'm with you

Mokuba moved his legs faster as he approached Joey's house. His legs ached from running nearly three blocks and his chest hurt from aggravated breathing. He had barely stopped even once to catch his breath. Now as he paused outside the red door he gulped down what breaths he could before Serenity opened the door. "Hello Mokuba, why are you here?"

"Hi Serenity, are the guys still here." He panted as he smiled.

"Yes but Mokuba...what's wrong? Has something happened?" Serenity leaned forward her voice full of concern.

"Hey Serenity what's going on down there?" Joey called as he made his way down the stairs, followed closely by Yugi and Tea. They all stopped and gave a careful wave at Mokuba. "Hello Mokuba what's up?"

"My brother needs some help, not that he's really in trouble. I just think he needs to talk to someone." Mokuba realised he hadn't made up much of a plan at all. If he sent Yugi and the others round to talk to Seto world war three was sure to start. Then his mind clicked on an idea. "Does anyone know where Kira is?"

Marik stared out of the window he was sitting at. His body ached from the attack he had sustained only days ago. Bandages covered his left arm, right leg, waist and one eye. It had been a task getting through customs and telling them he was alright. Damn those stupid creatures and their fleet of foot. He hadn't even seen them coming and he only heard them a second after they were on him. He hated their talons, how much pain such a small set of claws could cause. If he concentrated he could still feel their weapons cutting easily through his flesh. All of that pain and when they had stopped the questioning they put him through. Madness had almost been upon him if it had not been for her protection spells. She had placed them on him before she had left on this very plane. They had been after her, Kira. They wanted to find her and stop her from doing something. "Oh Kira I hope your safe..." he closed his eyes and tried to picture her face.

"Not going to sleep again are you Marik?" Isis asked him while returning to her seat. She had been gone quite a while and he had started to wonder what she was doing.

"No," he lazily opened the one eye without a bandage over it, "I was just thinking about something."

"You mean someone, where you thinking of our charge again?" his sister asked folding her arms.

"Her name is Kira." He replied gently pressing his hands against the arm rests.

"She has no name." Isis replied coolly, which annoyed him even more.

"Which is why I gave her one, she couldn't just go out into the world and be called IT now could she?"

"She should have stayed with us, she would have been safe." Marik started to click his nails across the hard plastic rest next to him. How many times had the two of them had this conversation? But now that didn't worry him. He had looked out the window and could see a large dark shape running through the clouds beneath them. It was going towards Domino city and it was going very fast.

Mokuba walked into the mall and stared at the new years decorations; they had been up a really long time now. About three months now. He stared around the vast glass building and looked for the telltale signs of a babysitter. The regular shouts of young children couldn't be heard anywhere and there were no reprimanding voices in the distance. Kira had to be around here somewhere, she was his brother's only chance. There was a small café to his left, it wasn't a very big noticeable one but it was the type that a teenager would love to sit and relax in. Mokuba thought for a second with his hand supporting his chin. "I could use a drink."

"Hey Mokuba come and join us." He looked up to see in the very back of the coffee shop a tell tail black haired, blue eyed girl. Immediately he ran over to her and three young looking girls.

"Hey Mokuba." The three coursed as he came to a stop in front of them. The oldest of the group had long red curls that were hooked up on top of her head like the old French styles. Her eyes were a pale leaf green that made her look very innocent. She was wearing a soft pink top that hung at an angle from one shoulder and a pair of worn, old denim shorts. On her feet were some kiddies flip-flops, all in all she was very summery. The two girls' that sat next to her were twins, both had harsh brown eyes and the same shoulder length hair cut. The differences between the two were the colours of their clothes and their hair. One of the sisters wore a blue skirt and top combo with small ankle high boots. The other had red shorts and t-shirt with a pair of white Nike trainers. Both girls had their respective colours in their hair. "Mokuba met Lucy, Mynce and Rayne." Kira smiled down at him. It was obvious who the twins were and who Lucy was but...

"Who's Mynce and who's Rayne?" he asked with a side long glance.

"The one in blue is Mynce and the other Rayne." Both gave him a polite nod and their own side long glance, they seriously creeped him out.

"Umm, are you busy Kira? I really need your help." Kira tilted her head in a questioning way before signalling for him to sit down.

"I am busy, but I am always available to help." She was perfectly serious, unlike the others would be, "Now tell me, what you need help with?"

"My brother...umm, can we talk in private?"

"The girls won't say or do anything to offend you. So they certainly won't make fun of you."

"It's mot about me." Mokuba turned his head away from her piercing, blue gaze. She was being so deadly serious that it was frightening him, "It's my brother I found him in the kitchen earlier." He half expected Kira to laugh at him then but she didn't. She was even waiting for him to carry on. "I found a knife as well..."

"I understand Mokuba." Kira held up a delicate hand to silence him. "Do you want me to talk to him?"

"Yes," Mokuba leapt up from his seat nearly knocking it over, "I knew you'd understand."

"Mokuba, I noticed your brother wasn't exactly himself today," Mokuba opened his mouth to speak but again she silenced him, "I am busy though at the moment."

"I'll look after them for you Kira."

"They are a handful Mokuba...are you sure you can do that?"

"Yes, can you help my brother now?"

Kira followed the path that Mokuba had pointed out to her. She still hadn't figured out why she wanted to help so badly. It had probably been Mokuba and his sincerity about help, not that his brother was the type to take what was offered to him. Kira had noted with a grim satisfaction that Kaiba was not as strong as he made himself out to be. Well not mentally anyway. She had no doubt of his physical strength that she knew. Not that it had bothered her at the time; he had never directed his strength against her. She clung to the thin chiffon jacket she had bought to keep her warm. It hadn't done its job that well. At least the last of the afternoon rain had decided to move on. She had an umbrella if it decided to come back.

It was another of those times when she barely paid any attention to the people around her. And it was another of those times when she walked into another person. Only this time she had no idea who it was. It was male that was for sure, tall and athletic in build. She could see a pale smile from under the long red cloak he wore about his shoulders. It was one of those smiles that made you want to back away and then run for a safe place. She smiled back politely and apologised. "It wasn't your fault dear child, it was mine." The voice was soft and seductive, though the person seemed to be trying to imitate someone. Then the man extended a hand, still she could not see the eyes or the rest of the face other than the mouth. "How clumsy of me to have tripped you up," she took it and stood, "I do hope you will forgive me." His hand griped her wrist like a vice, "For you did not do so in Egypt." Her eyes widened just slightly, enough to show him how scared she was. "Ahhh, I see you do recognise me, even if it is just a distant memory." Kira pulled hard on her wrist and felt a sharp sting as if there were needles being dragged across her skin. She let out a slight gasp of pain and the man let go of her wrist. Still she could not move, as if she had been frozen to the spot. "Poor child, you don't know how important you are. You who sired the cult of Anubis so many years ago," the voice became sad as if he were lamenting something lost, "Poor, poor little girl. I hope they have left you with better guardians than last time...I want a fight before I kill them." He bowed down low to her as she felt her limbs start to go numb. "Poor master Marik had no idea what he was up against." Kira stared blankly at him, thought of her blonde haired friend running though her head. All the times when they were little, when she had reached ten and even when he had the scriptures carved into his back. Could it be true that the one man she had ever really cared about gone? Despite her limbs trying desperately not to respond she sank to her knees.

"You're lying..." she whispered meekly.

"How can you be so sure of that? He left you here while he returned to Egypt...oh he died valiantly if you want to know. He took out several of our best."

"You're lying!" she screamed at him trying to stop the tears that now feel down her face.

"But maybe he managed to survive...I don't really know." The man shrugged and pulled her up to her feet. "Know this though nameless one, for that is what you are, you will come before my master and show him the proper respect."

"No I won't go anywhere with you." She yelled feeling all her fear turn into hatred for a twisted bitter creature that could never care. Angrily she lashed out with her legs, forcing him to let go of her for a second. Once she had landed he came at her, his nails longer and sharper than before. She gave a slight yelp as his talons clawed at her waist. She threw a punch at him that just missed, but the next one connected squarely with his cheek. When he was stunned she ran to through the streets not even looking back.

Eventually she slowed down to a steady walking pace. Her sides ached and her head throbbed, she was so close to Kaiba's house now but she was wounded. Then it dawned on her. That cloaked man had given her the perfect excuse for visiting Kaiba. Her voice probably made herself sound weak so she placed her hand on the buzzer at the gate. She breathed hard for a second until she heard Seto's voice. "What is it?" he asked coldly.

"Kaiba..."before she even had a chance to ask anything Seto broke in.

"Kira, what are you doing here?" He seemed to have a little bit of concern in his voice, "Are you hurt?"

"I had a bit of an accident that's all." She smiled; her plan was working perfectly, "Ran into an old acquaintance."

"Hold on I'll just open the gates." She only waited a second before the heavy iron gates started to move. She was relieved that he hadn't just turned her away. She was more worried about him at the moment. Well that was a lie, if she even thought about what that guy had said or what had just happened then she would probably lose it and be no help to him at all. Still she was out of breath from the long run and the loss of blood. Not that it bothered her, not at all; she just had to catch her breath. She lent against the cement post and gasped down what air she could before looking down the long path to the house. It was a very big house, she observed with quite awe. Everything about this place was huge and grand, even the windows were big enough to see the ceilings and the garden paths..."How pretty she smiled at the pretty colours obviously not chosen by Kaiba or Mokuba. She presently arrived at the door. It was very grand with soft golden gilding over all of the elaborate edging. She knocks on it with a gentle tap, not wanting to damage it in any way. Seto was there almost immediately staring at her with cold blue eyes. She felt herself shiver at his stare. He must have noticed her reaction because he stepped out of the way to let her in.

"Thank you Kaiba." She smiled at him and found herself a little more out of breath than she thought. She lent over a little as she entered and pressed her hand lightly against her stomach. He seemed suddenly very concerned for her and very gentle all at once. He held her by one elbow and led her though to the kitchen, probably the one Mokuba had been talking about. There he sat her down on a wicker chair and made sure she was safe.

"So tell me what happened."

Author's notes: well I hoped you liked it, my first bit of real action in the whole fic. More from Marik and Isis as well in later chapters please R&R. I really do want to know if you like it.