A/N: I am so sorry this took so long to get out. Please accept my apologies. .and also another one that this chapter isn't all that great.It's been in the making for two months now, but I'm still not happy with it. However, I don't think I can do much better, because it's not until the next chapter that things actually start falling into place. So, please, bear with me, for this will get better. . I promise.

Also, what do you guys think about Arson? Do you think he's okay? He has a part in this whole thing, but his major thing isn't until the next story. That's when you'll really see his purpose for why I created him.

If you review, I promise next chapter I will give you a personal note!


Yuugi was trying hard not to panic. The news wasn't being helpful; they didn't know much themselves. His mother had tried phoning the police, hoping to bribe some information out of them, even going so far as to mention she was keeping his son and needed to know for Arson's sake. It didn't work. Since they weren't immediate family, the police wouldn't release any news of what was going on.

For the first hour, Yuugi tried to be hopeful. Though he'd never been a religious person, he prayed that it hadn't been Jounouchi's movie. After all, there were fifteen other cinemas; what were the chances of it being Jounouchi's? But after a while, Yuugi lost hope. And after he tried the cell phone and received nothing, he knew his best friend was one of the hostages

It was also no doubt that the terrorists were dangerous. Three police officers had entered the theater, with hopes it was just someone they could talk out of. It had ended with all three offices being shot, two killed, the third critically injured.

Yuugi didn't know what else to do. So he settled with pacing, ignoring the comments of little Arson, who was staring up at him with big purple eyes. He simply ruffled the kid's hair. . .how are you supposed to explain to someone who is barely two that his father might be killed?

Yuugi was determined. He was going to get Jounouchi out of there, and he was going to get him out alive. . . even if he had to go all the way to Hell to do it.


It was dark. That was the first thing that he noticed as his eyes slowly blinked open, attempting to take in his surroundings. Jounouchi's entire head was pounding and he groaned a bit as he moved from his space against the wall. Reaching behind him, he felt the back of his head, pulling away when he came in contact with moisture; blood. That wasn't the best of signs.

Trying to get his eyes to adjust to the dark of the room, he felt around for his cell phone. If he could find it, he could use the light to help him see what was going on. Jounouchi wasn't sure if the two men were still in here; what he didn't know scared him.

Finally finding his cell lying on the ground next to him, he fiddled with the buttons, cursing to himself when it didn't light up. Either the battery was dead or his cell phone was busted. He cursed again, and looked up, able to see more that his eyes had adjusted. There were the other four people with him, each leaning against a wall. One, a young girl, was huddled in a ball, while the older man, quite possibly her grandfather, was slumped against her. Jounouchi prayed he was only unconscious.

Movement caught his attention, and his head whipped around to the direction the noise was coming from. Jounouchi squinted slightly as a flashlight came on and was suddenly shown in his direction. Muttering was heard, and the owner stood and made his way toward him. Jounouchi tensed instinctively.

The man bent down in front of Jounouchi and for the first time, he got a good look at his attacker. The man was young. . probably no older than twenty-five. Jounouchi took a good look at him and cringed a bit as he saw a scar running from the top of his head, through this eye, and ending at his chin. When the man's eyes turned on him, he found himself looking into one dark black eye. ..and the other just a sea of white. 'He's blind in that eye. . .'

"You're awake."

Jounouchi glared. "No shit, Sherlock."

A chuckle. "You are a feisty one, aren't you? I'll also admit you're one of the best fighters I've ever fought in my life. . .the way you tried to take me down earlier. . ." Another chuckle. "You've got skill boy."

"I didn't spend two and a half years of my life in a gang for nothing."

"Ex-gang member, eh?" Another chuckle. "You're lucky to even be alive after that experience. Then again. . you'll be lucky to be alive if you survive this as well."

Something inside Jounouchi clenched at those words. Brown eyes widened in the darkness and for a moment, everything near and dear to him flashed before his eyes. Yuugi, his father, his little boy. . . "Why're you doing this?"

It was one thing he had learned from being in the gang. If you weren't in a position to fight, the next best thing to do was talk. If you could keep the conversation going long enough, you could prolong your death by hours. Right now, it was Jounouchi's only chance. The man was armed; Jounouchi wasn't.

"Why are we doing this?" The man snorted. "Wouldn't you like to know." He stood, walked a few steps and then stopped dead. "Because you all are sinners that's why! Everyone in this theater is what this world needs to be cleansed of. That girl over there," He pointed to a young woman slumped against the wall. "Fifteen years old. . already sleeping around. Yea, I've watched her. I've watched all of you. Him!" The man pointed towards another man a few feet from Jounouchi. "He spends most of his time playing golf and lounging in luxury while the rest of the world is dying. And you, you're an ex-gangster. While you beat people up and robbed, the rest of use were trying to get through this hell we call Earth!"

He crouched down again and looked Jounouchi straight in the eyes. "You want to know why I'm doing this? Because people like you are worth nothing. This whole world is nothing. .and if I can start this cleansing with this one little theater, so help me God I will."

Jounouchi could only swallow.


"Yuugi. . please, son, just sit down for a moment."

Yuugi wasn't listening to her. His mother had been begging him for hours to sit down and take a breath, to think things through. But Yuugi's brain was running to fast. He needed a way to get Jounouchi out of there. . he needed a person. But who?

"Son, please," Sugoroku said, patting the place next to him. The older man's face was darker than it usually was. . a shadow over his features. Yuugi's heart clenched, knowing his grandfather was going through the same pain he was at the moment. For as long as Sugoroku had known Jounouchi, he had taken him under his wing, thinking of the boy as his other grandson. Jounouchi returned the favor greatly, often staying with him when home life got to bad to bear.

Yuugi sat, leaning his head on his grandfather's shoulder. "What are we going to do, Granpa?" he said, trying his best to keep from crying. "Jounouchi's in the hands of what could be a mass murderer. . what are we going to do if something horrible happens to him? What is Arson going to do?"

At the sound of his name, the child on the floor looked up and stared at Yuugi. His purple eyes were filled with curiosity and he toddled over, and climbed on Yuugi's lap. "Papa," He said, staring at Sugoroku. "Where Daddy?"

Yuugi answered for him, taking the child into his arms. "Your Daddy is. . a bit busy right now. He'll come back for you soon, I promise." He smiled as Arson's face light up at the mention of his father. It was obvious the two were close.

The toddler nodded, obviously satisfied with the answer and crawled off Yuugi's lap, going back to color on the floor. Yuugi studied the child for a moment, smiling as Arson stuck to fingers in his mouth and sucked on them, trying to color at the same time. It was a nice reminder that at least some part of Jounouchi was still with him. . through his small son.

That sent Yuugi's mind back to the task at hand. He needed to find something to get information on Jounouchi. Nothing was helpful. . the police couldn't do anything; they'd tried that already and failed. Talking wasn't going to do much good. What he needed was a hacker. Someone who knew how to get into someone's files and get their information. . and someone powerful enough to talk their way out of trouble if caught.

There were only two people who Yuugi could think of that would help him in a position like this. One would help. . the other. . well Yuugi wasn't sure he would care if Jounouchi rotted or not.

It was worth a shot.

Yuugi picked up the phone and prayed that he would answer. He knew this person could help him. He was the only person that was powerful enough to do it.

Jounouchi's worst enemy; Kaiba Seto.


Was it worth the wait? If not, again, I am EXTREMELY sorry. . feel free to point out mistakes to me!

Sphynx

(I fixed some errors )