Grumbles I don't own Yugioh

Still if I did…I would teach Seto Kaiba a thing or two about being a dragon ruler. I would have kissed that sweet face of his. I would look longingly into those cobalt eyes and own him. Run my fingers through that glorious chestnut hair, whisper sweet nothings in his ear, and all the while kissing that soft neck of his…OMG...is this a fanfic or some musing of a lustful Seto Kaiba lover…hehe..anyway on to the story.

Back in Domino City Yugi awoke on the shower floor. He didn't know when he had fallen asleep but he felt weak and tired. He could hear Honda banging on the bathroom door.

"Hey, man, you okay in there?" Honda asked him.

"Yes, I will be right out soon."

"Better make it sooner than later. The police are at the door. You want me to let them in?"

Yugi turned paler if that was at all possible. He squeaked, "Yes, Honda, please show them in." Why would they be here he thought...unless… Yugi raced out of the bathroom to his bedroom. He quickly threw some clothes on and raced down the stairs.

The two policemen were sitting on the couch, Anzu was eyeing them warily. That wasn't like her to be suspicious of people. One of the cops stood as Yugi entered the room.

"Hello my name is Detective Soto and this is Detective Morita."

He held out his for Yugi to shake. Yugi shook it and the cop spoke. "Is there somewhere we can talk privately, Mr. Moto?"

"Anything you have to say to me can say in front of them."

"Very well, Mr. Moto. We need you to accompany us to the station," Detective Soto said.

Anzu asked, "Why? Has something happened to Yugi's Grandpa?"

Detective Morita who was seated on the couch stared at the big mouth young woman with daggers in his eyes. Loud mouth broads like her needed to be put in their place. He noticed how she eyeballed them as they entered Yugi's home and didn't like it one bit. "We rather handle this at the station," Detective Morita responded gruffly.

"I repeat has something happened to Yugi's Grandpa?" Anzu asked with more force.

"Mr. Moto, this is a rather delicate situation----"Detective Soto began but was cut off by Yugi.

"Why won't you answer Anzu's question?" Yugi asked.

"All questions will be answered at the station," Detective Morita said.

"I just rather you answer that one here at home first," Yugi countered.

"Why don't you come with us?" Detective Morita said. He had finally risen off the couch. Quite frankly to Yugi and company it sounded more like a command than an actual request.

"Why?" Honda asked. "Is Yugi in some sort of trouble?"

Detective Morita took hold of Yugi's wrist and began dragging him out of the house. Honda grabbed Yugi's other arm and Morita did something that shocked everyone in the house including Detective Soto. He pulled out his gun and pointed it at Honda. "Let go of his arm."

As shocked as Honda was he didn't let go of Yugi's arm, instead he gripped it tighter. "What the hell is this! You are pulling a gun out? Is this even standard police procedure?"

"And why won't you tell him if his Grandpa is okay?" Anzu asked shrilly.

Detective Morita waved his gun at Anzu. As frighten as she was she stood her ground.

"You want an answer, kid, okay. His Grandpa is dead. Once more the last person to see him alive was Yugi. Are those enough answers for you, kid?"

Anzu placed her hand over her mouth as Yugi swooned. Honda supported him as he fell down onto the carpet. Tears began coursing down his face.

"Grandpa is dead and they think I had something to do with it?" he asked incredously. He looked over at Anzu. "Why would they think I had something to do with it? I last saw Grandpa much earlier this morning."

"That is a lie, "Detective Morita countered. "You were spotted at the hospital a few moments ago."

"That is impossible. He was here with us all morning. We talked for a bit about things, and then he went to take a shower."

"Surveillance cameras don't lie and the policeman guarding his Grandpa's room can positively identify him," Detective Morita sneered.

"How could he be here upstairs showering and at the hospital too?" Otogi asked. "He can't be two places at once." Otogi eyes grew wide as he answered his own question. "Of course if there were two Yugi's."

Honda thought to himself. 'Gods what a dumbass.' Out loud he spoke softly. "We have been his friend for years and we know for a fact he hasn't any siblings. Much less a twin."

Detective Morita told Detective Soto, "Pick him off the floor and let's go."

"Is he under arrest?" Anzu asked.

Detective Morita ignored her question and walked to the front door. "Let's go now!" he demanded.

"You can't do this, man." Honda said forcefully.

Morita waved his gun about and answered coolly, "With this I can do anything."

Detective Soto looked at his partner then at the kid. Then he reached down and yanked Yugi off the floor and they left.

Honda waited for them to go then turned to Otogi. "Where the fuck is your brains? In your ass? Gods if this were a horror movie I would hope the killer would put US out of our misery by killing your dumbass first."

"Honda, that was mean." Anzu chastised.

"Mean or not. Why tell the cops about the fake Yugi?"

"They would not have believed him anyway. How many people over the years ever believed in any of the magic stuff?" She smiled softly and turned to Otogi. "He didn't mean it."

"Yes, he did," Otogi said. "I will be taking my dumbass home now. You two can solve this problem on your own."

"Good get lost."

"Honda, stop it. Otogi, wait don't go."

"Let him go, good riddance I say."

They listened as the door slammed and Otogi was gone.

"You should not have been so hard on him. We can use all the help we can get."

"Anzu, help we can use. Not dumb assess with stupid ideas."

Anzu stood with her arms crossed over her chest. "How can we help Yugi if he is in jail? We sure could use Jou right now."

Honda frowned. "Yeah, that would be help. Jou could work on Kaiba and Moneybags could work on the police." Honda sighed softly. "Well, we aren't doing any good around here. Let's go and I will call you later. We can discuss what to do then."

She nodded. "I hope Yugi is okay."

The next morning a tri colored haired teen sat handcuffed to a table. He was tired and hungry and had been sitting in that position for sometime. To him it felt like hours upon endless hours.

Across from him sat Detective Soto smoking a cigarette. He periodically sipped his hot coffee and watched the teen for any signs of cracking. In all of his years on the force he never saw a more miserable suspect, for that is what Yugi Moto was…a suspect.

Yugi spent the night in jail trying to understand how they could call him a suspect. Why would they think he killed his Grandpa was still a mystery to him. After all his Grandpa was all the family he had. Still the cops showed him the surveillance camera and there he was. He was leaving his Grandpa's room and then he spoke a few words to the policeman and was gone. Except Yugi was fully aware that the person on the camera wasn't him! The Yugi on the tape was taller and had crimson colored eyes. Otherwise, it was a very good likeness him. It took Yugi nearly all night to figure out that the fake him on camera was the one that had been haunting his dreams. He looked over at the silly cop and thought how he could convince him it wasn't him on the tape. He smiled a bit at that thought. What could he possibly say? It wasn't him but a creep who walked out of his nightmares? He bit his lip to keep from laughing. He frowned at this…how he could laugh when Grandpa was dead and he was in real trouble. He sighed a bit. He really wished Jou was here to help him out.

(Break)

Honda stared up at the Otogi's game shop window. He had been knocking and ringing the bell for the better part of an hour. He pursed his lips in anger. He didn't really want to be there anyway. Saintly Anzu made him come over to apologize. She actually spent a good deal of time on the phone the previous night harassing him about how mean he treated Otogi. Honda thought the girl would never shut up. He smiled most times Anzu played mommy to their circle of friends. Most times it pissed him, Jou, Yugi, and Otogi off. Still he was grateful he had a "mommy" to look after him as his own didn't do a very good job.

Honda shouted up to the window, "Otogi, man, open up, it is Honda!"

No answer. Honda threw up his arms in disgust. "This is stupid, "he said. "Forget Otogi, why should he care if he hurt his feelings anyway?" He turned to leave as he did so he nearly bumped into Anzu. "What are you doing here?" He folded his arms. "Didn't trust me to come on my own?"

She smiled sheepishly. "I just came to make sure you two weren't killing each other."

"Well, no chance of that. He is either not here or not answering the door."

"Well, who can blame him, after the way you treated him."

Honda frowned and shrugged. "Well, I did as you asked. Time to go and see Yugi at the station."

Anzu grabbed him by his elbow. "Let us make sure he isn't either in or just not responding to you."

"Anzu!" Honda whined. "Come on the guy isn't here. Trust me on this."

She winked as she went to the door bell and rang. She waited a few moments than rang again.

"See, "Honda said, "no one is home. To bad, I was so looking forward to apologizing."

"I bet you were," she uttered.

She went to knock on the door and it swung inward. She peered around the door and then turned to look back at Honda in puzzlement.

He shrugged, "Don't look at me. I have been banging on the door for a good bit and it didn't swing open."

"Are you sure it wasn't open?"

"Positive."

Anzu was prepared to push the door in further and Honda grabbed here arm. He shook his head slowly. "Let me go in first."

"I am going with you."

"No, you are not."

"Yes, I am, Honda."

"No, you are not, Anzu." He smiled softly at her. "If this were a horror movie something nasty is just beyond that door."

"Oh, and that makes me feel so much better, you going in all by yourself."

"Well, I am the guy."

She placed her hands on her hips. "I don't believe you just said that garbage to me."

"Well, how about this, if anything happens to you Yugi will kill me."

"Well, how about this, if anything happens to you I will kill you."

Honda smiled at her. "I will be careful, mommy."

"I don't like it, Honda, and I won't let you go alone."

Anzu looked around for a weapon. Going to the old tree next to Otogi's game shop she pulled off a huge branch. She tossed it from one hand to the next feeling its weight. When she was satisfied she walked back over to Honda. "Let's go kick butt and take names."

"Suppose it is the fake Yugi again?" he asked her.

"Well, then the REAL Honda and Anzu will get medieval on his butt."

"You know that would have sounded twice as scary had you said ass instead of butt."

Anzu blushed. "I just can't bring myself to say it. However, I can bring myself to bash fake Yugi's skull in if need be." She picked up the branch and took a batters stance with it.

"I think I like this Anzu. Where have you been hiding her?"

Anzu looked about herself as if someone was eavesdropping. "She only comes out during that time of the month."

They both laughed. Then they took deep breaths and pushed Otogi's door open and entered.

Well, sorry to leave you with a cliffhanger. I promise to update soon. Thanks for all the nice reviews and thanks for the honesty. TEASES maybe Anzu will meet her end….maybe she won't.