1"Ankh Of Despair"

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Okay, this update took a lot longer than I thought it would mainly because my left shift key sticks for like 10 seconds after you push it and it really pisses me off. Also, I have been working on another fic called "Behind Blue Eyes." That is my Jou/Seto fic. Have you ever heard the song "Behind Blue Eyes" by Limp Bizkit? Is that even how they spell it? I have no clue! Anyways, it is pretty much Seto's them song and I highly recommend it!

So anyways, I was looking over my reviews, and I've come to realize that for each chapter, there is almost a completely new set of reviewers! I mean seriously, look at my reviews and check out the user names! Always new people! I would love it if everyone reviewed for each chapter that they read and I would also like it if everyone stuck with my story! Wow, that sounded mean. . . I don't wanna sound mean! Honest! I love my reviewers! . . . in a sisterly way of course. . . alright then! Enough with the authors note from Hell! On with the fic!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. . . mmk?

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Mokuba opened his eyes, coming to stare at the ceiling. He felt dizzy, and sitting up as quick as he did surely didn't help, "Ugh, what happened?" Propping himself up against the headboard of his bed, he began to try and remember, "Let's see. . . I was sitting on my bed, listening to some tunes. . .oh yeah! And I felt someone sit beside me and I said 'Hey Seto!' and then. . ." He bit his lower lip in deep concentration while shoving a free hand through his midnight mop, "What happened then?" He hopped off the bed, "Oh well, I guess it really doesn't matter."

He made his way through the halls. The little Kaiba was heading towards the office, where he assumed that his brother would be at this hour, "Seto should be in his office working. . . unless he's still out walking. . ." He glanced down at his expensive watch, "Nope, no way Seto would walk for that long! Not my brother!" He took off in a run once the office door came into view. "Hey Seto!!!" He chimed as he took a turn and ran into the room, only to find that the computer was idle (you know, after the screensaver has been on for awhile so the screen goes black? That's idle.) And the house was silent.

Mokuba fled the room, "Okay, so maybe he's getting something to eat. . ." He found his way to the kitchen, but again there was no one but the cook and a maid or two reading a magazine, "Where's Seto?" He asked politely, but only received a few shrugs in reply.

The little brother ran all about the house calling out his older siblings name, only to find that he received no answer. He stopped, and the house fell silent; no fingers pecking away at a keyboard late into the night, no ringing cell phone to schedule another meeting, no older brother yelling at a slack employee over the phone. . . nothing.

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Yugi stood at the stove, stirring at the rice he had in the skillet and occasionally picking up the box to take a look at the cooking instructions. A sigh was heard behind him and he knew that it belonged to his depressed yami, "Hey Yami? Whatchya thinking about?" He asked, trying to brew up a conversation.

"Yugi, don't worry about it." The yami absentmindedly drew imaginary circles on the table with his index finger, and Yugi left him to it.

The phone rang out, startling the both of them from their thoughts and tasks. Jumping up from the table, Yami Yugi snatched it off the wall and waved his hand to let Yugi know to continue cooking dinner.

"Muto residence, this is Yami speaking."

"Yami? It's Mokuba! Seto's missing!"

"What?" Yami nearly dropped the phone and he felt his hard beat twice as fast.

"He's missing! I can't find him anywhere! I called his cell phone, but it's turned off! Please help me find him Yami!" His voice shook hysterically as he let loose the sobs that he tried to hold back.

"We'll be over as soon as possible Mokuba, don't you worry!" He slammed the phone back on the wall and shook Yugi's shoulder frantically, "Yugi, Seto's gone missing!"

Yugi remained calm, but there was a mock expression of panic on his face, "Oh really? Wow, I wonder where he could be. . ." But in his mind he knew it was the thief Bakura who had taken the precious CEO. He knew this was going to happen, he just hadn't expected for it to be tonight, "Well, I suppose I'll just have to finish dinner when we get home then. Come on, let's go!" He had finally that his voice was too calm for the situation at hand and so towards the end, he was sure to sound a bit more rushed and nervous.

Yami sped out of the room and Yugi followed him. He mentally cursed himself for not being able to drive. . . they were going to have to run the whole way!

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Mokuba paced around the living room, dialing his brothers' cell phone number again and again and trying to reach his office at work, every attempt failing miserably. He had asked and re-asked all of the maids, cooks, and butlers of Seto's whereabouts, but the answers were always the same; no one knew where Seto Kaiba was.

He breathed a heavy sigh of relief as a rushed knock came to the door. Mokuba yanked it open, revealing the yami and his look-alike, "Oh, thank God you two are here!" He quickly ushered them inside, where they all took seats in cozy, black-leather armchairs, "First of all," Mokuba started, "I need to tell you what happened while Seto was out for his walk." He looked down at his hands and Yami leaned in closer as though he couldn't hear the youngster, "You see," He began again, "I was knocked out in my room. When I came to, I ran all about the house looking for him. Seto's coat is here," He pointed to the violet coat which lay lazily over the arm of an empty chair, "So apparently he had come home. . . but he isn't here anymore, which leads me to believe that he was kidnapped." Mokuba choked back sobs.

Yugi hurried over and rubbed the younger boys back lovingly, "It's alright Mokuba. . . we'll always be happy to help! We'll help you find your brother in no time at all! Because I happen to know where he is!"

Mokuba flew from the seat, grabbing Yugi's collar almost harshly, "Where is he?!?!"

"Woah! Calm down there buddy!" Mokuba released Yugi and the reincarnation chuckled, "You see, I was trying to create a sort of. . . re-enactment. You see, I told Yami Bakura to kidnap Kaiba!"

Yami was the next person to jump from his seat, but in anger if anything else, "You What?!?!?!"

"Woah! Calm down! He isn't going to hurt Kaiba!" Yugi made calming gestures at his yami, "I just told him to keep Seto in his house for awhile and scare him. . . then, you go an rescue him, Yami! Just like in Egypt!" He clasped his hands together and put them to his chest, a sparkle coming to light his violet eyes.

The former Pharaoh opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by the creaking of the door. As though in an attempt to be stealthy, someone zipped passed the open doorway.

Yami arched an eyebrow in a rather amused manner, "What the hell. . ."

The intruder walked in the room, his brows furrowed, one just a little higher than the other in confusion.

Yugi's heart skipped a beat, "Yami Bakura? What are you doing here???"

Yami Bakura folded his arms, "I could be asking the two of you the same thing! You told me to do this, remember?"

"But," Yugi looked into Mokuba's frightened eyes, "Kaiba is already gone. . . someone came and knocked Mokuba out and took Kaiba with them."

The thief's eyes widened considerably, "Oh. . . hahaha! Looks like you have a real kidnapping situation at hand! But can the Pharaoh save his priest in time? Will the priest be ravished again and again by some unknown being and then," He gasped dramatically and threw a hand up to cover his mouth, "Would the priest fall in love with someone other than his former love, the Pharaoh?" He cackled loudly, "Find out next time!" He then fled the room. Yami reached out for him, but Yugi held his arm back, shaking his head.

"We'll find him," Yugi assured both Mokuba and his yami, "I promise."

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Seto awoke feeling rather cold. Immediately he felt the rope tied tightly around his wrists and ankles. He was laying on his back, but he cold feel the cool floor. . . what exactly was his floor made of? Metal? Concrete? He really couldn't tell. . . but by the feel of it, he had no shirt on. His pants, much to his relief, had remained in tact. Looking around the room, it was black. . . but he realized that his vision was hindered by a blindfold that had been wrapped around his head. His mouth, however, was still of use to him.

"Hello?" He called out, feeling rather stupid now. He had been kidnapped! Why on Earth would he yell something stupid like that?

"Shut up." Someone snapped. They didn't sound too far off, and that voice was so familiar, but he couldn't quite put his finger on who it was. He knew that voice from somewhere, yet it sounded somewhat different. Perhaps if he heard them again, he would know.

"Where the hell am I?" Seto asked, trying to keep a stern tone.

"Somewhere." The other said, voice lightening up and seeming more nervous than anything else. . . and it became clear in Seto's mind as to who his captor had been. The weight on his heart disappeared and he let a chuckle escape his lip.

"I know who you are, and I'm not afraid of you."

"Well you should be. . . cause I'm going to kill you."

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Ooh! I know, short chapter. . . but don't you love the cliffie? Can anyone guess who captured him? Not who ya thought it was, huh! Booyah for my randomness! I love all of your reviews! Let's try and get 10 reviews for each of my new chapters! Love ya like a sis! Until next time, ja ne minna!