A/N: Don't own any part of Yu-gi-oh, I just own my over-active imagination, my plot and my made up characters...nothing more, nothing less. Please read and review...it's so awesome to get reviews! Thanks in advance!

Chapter 2

Seto Kaiba paced back in forth in the chief of police's office. This was completely frustrating. Back in Domino the city would be teaming with cops and other assorted security professionals. Here in New York it was all about 24 hour rules and accusations about him having something to do with the disappearances. They obviously had no idea who they were dealing with and he was irritated with trying to defend himself.

He finally sat in a chair and began rubbing his temples. He was more annoyed with himself than anyone else, how could he allow the two to go running around a wild city that they were unfamiliar with? He let his guard down, seeing that most of his enemies were a world away, but he failed to realize that with the business deals he was making here, he was also making new enemies.

The door opened, but he failed to acknowledge it.

"Mr. Kaiba I'm sorry, but as I've said, we can't begin an all-points-bulletin until it has been 24 hours. I understand your position in society and how it comes with certain problems, but with young kids like Mokuba and Serenity it could all be blamed on impetuousness."

"My brother would never just run off with that little harlot. He knew he had a curfew and even though he has defied me a few times he would never run off in an unfamiliar country." Kaiba watched the chief with a hard gaze and stone-cold eyes.

"Never the less, we have to weigh all options, could they have eloped?" The chief asked, noting how the man now looked like a poked tiger.

Kaiba rose to his feet and walked towards the door, "I don't have time for you incompetence any longer. I'm flying the girl's brother here to help search. I'm also hiring some private investigators. I'll notify you in 7 hours when circumstances meets your timeline, maybe then you'll get off you lazy ass and find him," Kaiba slammed the door as he exited.

"If you ask me," the chief's secretary, interrupted Kaiba tirade, "there is only one person who can help you."

He stopped in his tracks and turned towards the girl.

"Who asked you, besides just what would you know about my plight? Were you eavesdropping?" Kaiba was furious.

She smirked at his scowl, she was a cop and even though she was a paper pusher she had stared down the worst criminals. Seto Kaiba was no murderer or drug dealer, he was just an irate brother who was scared that he had lost his brother, he was hardly terrifying.

"I know your brother and his girlfriend are missing, I know they have been gone under the 24 hour missing person rule and I also know that you are new to this city. I know most private detectives are worthless, but there is someone who may be able to help you." She lowered her eyes to stare at her scattered paperwork on her messy desk.

"Well," Kaiba folded his arms across his chest impatiently. "Are you going to share this information or are you afraid if you do I'll find out that it's of no practical use to me?"

The girl scribbled down a name Mel Arrows...The Hunter. She then handed the paper to him and tried to smile. Even though he seemed like a cold-hearted arrogant bastard she did feel sorry for him. This particular case seemed to fit the MO of another one that occurred a year ago. That one didn't turn out well; she hoped this one would turn out better.

"Go to any book store and buy this book," she suggested gently.

"Do you honestly think I'm in any mood to read at this point? My brother is missing, I can only imagine what sort of hell he's being put through and you want me to start reading an obtuse piece of crap?" He snapped at the girl.

"Get a grip," she snapped back. "I'm only trying to help. Mel is the best in the business when it comes to crime solving. Have you ever heard of criminal profiling?"

"What about it?"

"Well, Mel worked here for a few years, then went on to profiling for the FBI. You want to find your brother? Your best bet is to employ the best," she stood up and snatched the piece of paper from his fingers. "Mel Arrows has no equal." She waved the paper before his face, tempting him to grab it.

"If this proves to be a false lead I will see to your firing personally, you'll also never be employed again. My time is more precious than the air you breathe I don't appreciate being screwed around with!" He grabbed the paper and turned his back to her, storming out of the precinct.

The girl slowly shook her head, he had some serious issues.

Roland and Kaiba walked into the nearest bookstore and he quickly attained a copy of the book. He was surprised when at the mere mention of the name the employee knew exactly which book he was talking about.

"Whenever anything by him comes in it flies right off the shelf," the boy said to Kaiba.

"He has more than one book?" Kaiba asked, an eyebrow rose.

"He has two," the boy explained, looking at the non-descript red cover, the title was raised in neat black print.

Kaiba took the book and quickly flipped through it. He was more interested in the author page than anything the text had to tell. Mel Arrows was in his 40's, lived in New York City and was a retired cop and FBI agent. Nothing more was said. He threw a fifty at the boy and the book at Roland.

"I want this man found," Kaiba instructed Roland. "As quickly as possible. I have no idea if he can actually help, but I'll exhaust every lead I get."

Kaiba exited the store and began walking. He had no idea where to go, he was in a strange city without his most precious possession in the world. Where are you kiddo? Have you run off to elope with the Mutt's sister or is someone playing the ransom card? If they hurt one hair on your head I will crush them, no place on earth can hide a low life that hurts my little brother.

"Cool it Joey!" Mai warned.

"This is ridiculous! I heard the airport was only a few minutes away from the city, what the hell is taking so long?" Joey was shifting position for the countless time and banging on the privacy divider. When it was lowered he asked the same question...how much longer. The driver was so exasperated he lowered the wall less each time.

"This is insane! I can walk faster than this Mai!" He sounded so desperate Mai could only shake her head and grab his hand. She wanted to say something soothing and upbeat, but Serenity was missing in a strange city and they had no idea what to do to help.

"I'm sure Kaiba has men all over this, and I'm also sure the police are doing everything they can. We'll go down to the station, I have some major pull there and I'm sure once we explain everything we'll get the help we need." She placed her other hand on his shoulder in an attempt to get him to lean back into the seat. He looked so frazzled and alone. Serenity was his whole world until she had come into his life, and though they were in love, the beautiful redhead was his baby sister and owned a major part of his heart.

"I bet she's fine. Who knows, by now Mokuba and Serenity might have already been found. They're probably safe and sound, getting lectured by Seto Kaiba for scaring the heck out of him." She tried to sound reassuring, but knew she failed on many levels.

"I'm trying hard to believe that Mai, but my gut tells me that she's in danger. Do you think we should go to the police before we go to the hotel?"

"If that's what you want to do I'm all for it." She gave his shoulder a squeeze and was pleased that he finally sat back next to her.

"I don't know what I would ever do without you." Joey kissed her forehead and attempted to smile.

"You'll never have to find out hon'," she smiled as she rolled down the privacy glass to tell the driver of their new destination.

"We found an address Mr. Kaiba," Roland used his communicator to get in touch with his boss.

"Well?!" Kaiba answered impatiently.

"He lives in an apartment overlooking Central Park. Do you know where that is, or should I send a car to take you there?" Roland offered, trying to be helpful.

"I'm right by the park, just give me the address, it will be a lot faster."

Within minutes he was in front of the building in question. The doorman made his victory bitter.

"Can I help you sir?" He asked Kaiba, not moving away from the entrance.

"Tell me where Mel Arrows is and then get out of my way." Kaiba growled.

"Ahhh," the doorman smiled knowingly, "A fan, I'm sorry but Mel doesn't see fans."

"I'm hardly a fan, I need to see Arrows for personal reasons, now get out of my way."

"The best I can do is call up and see if I can allow you in." With that the man turned to the phone on the wall and punched in a few numbers. Kaiba couldn't hear what was being said, but he realized that he was about to be denied access.

He stormed away, determined to find another way in. He walked around the corner of the building and found a UPS man struggling with the side entrance door. He offered assistance, coolly explaining that he was a tenant and would only be too happy to help the man out. He thanked Kaiba as the two made their way into the immense lobby.

Quickly, Kaiba disappeared into a stairway. He knew the man lived in the penthouse and seeing as the penthouse would be the top floor he knew he had no where else to go but up. He climbed the stairs effortlessly, stopping once he reached the top level.

The door was locked, security purposes he supposed, but he was a great lock picker and within seconds he entered the floor. There were only two doors-PH1 and PH2. He stood there for a second and then rang Roland.

"Which one?" Kaiba asked eyeing both doors.

"Two," Roland answered immediately.

Kaiba moved to the door and knocked. He stood there, wondering if he was going to have to break the door in, he wasn't afraid to do that, Mokuba was at stake.

The door opened slowly.

"I told you that you could simply leave packages at the door," she started, but stopped when she saw the unfamiliar face in her doorway. "And just who would you be?"

"That's none of your concern," he growled as he pushed his way in past her. "Where is your boss?" He walked into the center of the room and then turned to her. She was wearing glasses, had her hair up in a bun, and her clothes were hardly work place proper.

"Who the hell are you?" She glared at the man, she thought of running for the phone, but was like a deer in the headlights, momentarily dazed by a pair of intense blue eyes.

"Where is your boss?" He asked again, more angry this time.

"My boss?" She asked him, clearly confused by his intrusion.

"Are you ill or just stupid?" Kaiba scowled at her, "how many times do I have to repeat myself before you comprehend me?"

She shook her head, as if to clear it.

"Who are you looking for?" She asked, thoroughly confused. She felt stupid standing before him in her ripped t-shirt and baggy sweats. Great, I look like I was just hit by a truck and the guy who chooses to invade wears Versace...what divine luck...

Kaiba grunted, she was simply a half-wit, "I need to see Mel Arrows..." He started, "NOW!"

Her light brown eyebrows knitted together. Slowly she pulled off her glasses and regarded him with her crisp emerald eyes, a slight smile played about her lips.

"What do you want with Mel?" She asked, amused at this insane situation.

"I have a proposition for him, are you going to help me or not? I have no more time to waste and you most certainly ARE wasting my time. Is he here or do I have to hunt him down elsewhere?" Kaiba's voice was bordering on furious.

"Mel doesn't see fans." She turned her back on him and walked over to the couch, she plopped down on it and then looked him over again.

"I'm not a fan, in fact I had never heard of him before this morning. Is he here?" Kaiba was growing weary of this insolent worker, if she was on his payroll she would be getting her annoying ass slammed by the door-on her way out.

"What do you want with Mel? He's so busy he hardly ever takes time out for anyone, let alone a stranger who bursts into his home." She stood up again, cocking her head to the left while one of her eyebrows shot up, "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't call Benny or the police...Mr....." She waited for him to fill in the blank, but he simply stood there watching her.

He wondered if he could shake the information out of her, maybe he should just start exploring the apartment looking for Arrows himself. She didn't seem bright enough to be of any help.

"Who are you?" She asked.

"I'm Seto Kaiba."

She looked at him inquisitively, "You're the computer wizard who designs holographic games right? I heard you were in town doing some major business."

"So you do have a high enough IQ to read a paper?" Kaiba quipped.

"Just barely," she smirked. "I need help with the big words still."

"Now you know who I am, can you tell me where Mel Arrows is, or have I lost you again?"

"You're very amusing Mr. Kaiba, but if you're peddling computers or programs or some type of weird technology I know Mel has no use for those things. A simple game of chess is preferable to some arcade thing." She walked towards the door, hoping he would follow her lead.

He didn't follow, in fact, he sat down. She rolled her eyes heavenwards, why did stupid things always have to happen to her? Instead of ushering him out she closed the door and turned to face him.

"Now, where were we?" He began, "Oh yes, you were about to introduce me to your boss." His suggestion was dry and quite sarcastic.

"Mel isn't my boss." She stated flatly. "Besides, you haven't told me what you want from him yet, if not an autograph I can't imagine what he can help you with."

"My business is with him. I don't discuss personal matters with the 'hired help'."

She caught his inference and didn't like it. She narrowed her eyes at him; she really wasn't up for a challenge today. Did everything have to happen to her at once? First she finds out that her sister is coming to town and now this...psychotic eccentric shows up and annoys her...what next? Did she dare ask?

"I'm prepared to wait all day for an answer," Kaiba slowly uttered, "where...is...Mel...Arrows?" It sounded as if he was speaking to an imbecile.

"If you tell me why I'll tell you where." She winked at him, "that's my best offer."

"My brother is missing along with his two-bit tramp. I need help finding him, someone at the police station said that Mel Arrows was the one to go to for help. The police in this town are of no practical use and private investigators are scouring the city, but he vanished into thin air as did his guards and I know something is seriously wrong."

He watched her face as he told his brief summary. She was far more intelligent than he had first made her out to be.

"Who are you?" He asked her.

"Someone who can't help you." She stood and walked towards the door with trembling hands.

A/N: Thanks for the reviews...sorry I didn't update this sooner, but college is demanding. Well, not overly much, but enough to be a nuisance. Thank you all for the reviews!

WhitejellO: I'm not going to dwell too much on Mokuba and Serenity, they are basically the catalyst. They'll be there in bits and pieces, but not as a full-blown lead romance couple. I'll see if I have to do some flash backs and stuff, but at the moment I don't have that need. I don't love that coupling myself, but it sets up the whole plot so wonderfully I have to go with it. I hope you can bear with me while it all starts to fall into place.

Marikandcloe: I'm so glad you love all of my fics! Thanks you so very much! I'll try to use some of your description, the hair for sure. You want her named after you huh? An indirect way to join the Yugi gang...I get it. I do like the name Cloe (she's also great in Smallville-I like her character on that show). We shall see. If you keep reviewing, and I can't do all you want in this may haps I'll do a one-shot for you...we'll see...I'm doing a Seto/Serenity by request...lol

Pink-strawberries: The couple is Serenity/Mokuba at the moment. Everything is subject to change. It all depends on where my warped mind carries me. I do assure that there will not be a JoeyxSeto...I don't write those. I'm not insulting those who do, but I just don't, I'm sure I'd be no good at it.