A/n: How amusing; everyone liked Duke getting punched...XD LOL. But he IS gonna stick around for a while! I like that he speaks his mind... : Ooh bishie fights :D There'll be lotsa those... ahh . .

Disclaimer: I no own Yu Gi Oh nor Wizard of Oz, so, don't sue-o!

Chapter Twenty Nine: The Lion, the 'Crow, and the Can

"A pizza? Yeah, I guess...," Yugi said to Serenity's invitation. He rubbed his neck, and wishing he could stay with Tèa, even though she was sleeping. Maybe the things he would say would somehow seep through her unconscious state of mind. He wasn't sure if she got the last part. I hope not . . . yet at the same time . . . I hope so . . ..

"A-huh, one extra special pickle pizza with cheese and anchovies," the pregnant girl was saying. "And can you chop up the pickle finely and add it to the sauce? Thanks. Oh, Yugi, what do you want?"

"Uh . . . nothing anymore." He pressed one closed fist over his mouth, out of politeness. The other day, yesterday he thought it was- Joey had told him how his sister had bawled when he had asked why didn't she use protection and Serenity had thrown her pickle potato chip bag at him. Though it'd been tactless question, Yugi felt like on eggshells as he sat on the couch next to her. Like if next to an exploding grenade or a ticking time bomb. What are you thinking? He chided himself, trying not to bolt. She is your friend. Your best friend's sister. You help her. She seems like she's all alone and lonely. Most likely no one speaks to her, after the pickle-throwing incident. "So. How's it going . . . ?"

"Ah, getting there," she patted her melon-sized tummy and waited anxiously by the door. "And you? I heard you talking to Tèa, and what you'd said." Her eyes went all misty. "It was so sweet." Yugi attempted a smile; his mouth seemed to have shrunk. "Mm-hm. You know that she likes you too, right?"

"No, I mean, REALLY likes you. She's just too shy to admit it. What's so funny? Eh..? Tèa can be shy, you know, about some stuff."

He stopped laughing and stared absently at his simple black outfit. "It's . . . just hard to imagine... she's always been so strong and forceful. Shy? Never."

"Well, it's true," Serenity said carefully. "All girls are like that. I should know. I am one. Whoa, what happened to your hand?"

She was pointed to his slightly bleeding first knuckle. "Ah . . . " Yugi didn't know what to say except the truth: "I punched out Devilin."

"Duke? What?" She trotted to the kitchen.

"W-well, he told me to!" Yugi said defensively, nursing his broken wrist. "Thanks." he said accepting the ice pack she brought back.

" . . ." Speechless, Serenity turned her head towards the living room mirror and saw a dark-haired figure with blue eyes reflection, angled. " . . . why'd you do it?" she said quietly. It is just Tèa...spying!

"He told me to, and he was . . . groping her," Yugi mumbled feeling slighty ashamed. Stupid Devilin. Serenity wasn't surprised, but she didn't know the real deal - that Yugi had been jealous, not of them together, but because he would never have the guts to bend her backwards. Still, stupid Duke. I guess I should apologize still. He must be sorry.

Meanwhile

"You're gonna do WHAT?" Duke said, his eyes practically popping out. "Trap WHO with WHO?" He struggled out of Rebecca's grip. "N-no way! Count me out! I'm not doing this!"

"Oh, pleease?" Rebecca Hawkins begged, nearing the Kaiba Mansion. Luckily, the streets were nearly about deserted so no one could see a little 5'1" blonde girl pulling on a 5'8" dari-haired boy. "I was looking around for someone, and YOU were right there; How convenient!"

"Gee, thanks." Duke said, rolling his eyes and still struggling. The little girl was persistent. "Look, kid-" he said seriously, "I wouldn't do this what you said even if someone paid me to do it! Even if the world was at stake! I'm not going through this again!"

"Hunh?" Rebecca wrinkled her brow.

Duke shuddered and closed his eyes, relieving each horrible moment. Hanging by a thread of his life over the edge, nearly getting smashed into a rock . . .Even seeing Tèa topless subsequently hadn't alleviated his worst nightmare. "I tell you, I'm not going through that again! Why? Why are you doing such a terrible thing?"

" 'Cause it's fu-un! . . . . Oh, awright," Rebecca pouting sulkily, crossing her fingers behind her back. "What happened to your face?" She paused. "Oh yeah, Yugi K.O'ed you out. I forgot."

"It's called a punch, junior."

"How manly . . . why was he punchin' you out for anywho? . . . Ew! For Barbie-Tea? You kissed her? Gross!" she jeered when told. "She's got cooties!"

"Actually, it wasn't all that ba-aaachoo!" Duke sneezed, and Rebecca took his moment of disorientation to push him along in the direction of the Mansion.

"See? See? Told ya!" Rebecca took a quick look about, on the back lawn, and opened the trapdoor hidden underneath. She took a still-sneezing Duke, who was having one of those multi-sneeze attacks, and pushed him into it. "Cooties!" She smiled satisfied as the door closed.

"Noooo!" Let me out!

Meanwhile

" . . . Yup, Duke is probably getting his comeuppance right now," Yugi said as the pizza arrived. Unbeknownst to him, Tèa was watching the two eat (Yugi was only eating the non-pickled crusts because Serenity would get a murderous look if he touched the half cheese-half pickle part). Tèa had been eavesdropping ever since she got up, only to find them together. What he had said before had been echoing, his words making her wake with a smile- I love you.

"I guess so. So, what are you going to do? About Tèa?" He shrugged, not wanting to pursue that topic; maybe she would yell like Tristan. "You should do something romantic-Tèa's been dragged countlessly by boys. You can do it. You just need some self-confidence."

The own words she had spoken rang back in her ears. She knew exactly self-confidence was easier to say than do. She was still learning . Tossing her hair back with a pinky, she went on: "I'll tell you what Seto did once, and you can borrow the idea. He-he arranged a night for us to be with no distractions...and turned on some soft-volume music... set the lights low... and we danced...by a room, with a view." He hasn't done it in a long time . . .

Yugi supressed a scoff. "Me and Tèa dance? I'd choke. I'd step on her foot and crunch it. I wouldn't be able to see where I step. She'd laugh. Well, no, maybe she won't laugh - she'd never do that...she's too nice." He stopped, thinking. "Actually, that wouldn't be such a bad idea. You really don't mind if I take it?"

"Take it." She settled back with a tiny sigh. Then, suddenly she went in a sit-up position with a grimace and a wince. "Ah . . ." Yugi looked alarmingly at her. "Ow, ow, contraction..." False. . .

She was leaning forward on her lap to win aganist the pain, so far that she nearly toppled off the couch and Yugi stopped her from falling. Just then, Mrs. W came in through the front door, Tèa took her eyes from her hiding position to turn at her, and went off like a siren: "Eeeeek! Get off my daughter, you thug!" Even though it was obvious Serenity was to one leaning forward: "Get out! Get out!"

"Mom, he's Joey's friend!" Serenity said while Tèa watched amusedly as Yugi scramed out of there.

"Exactly!" said Mrs. W.

I wonder if Kaiba had this hard a time, Tèa thought, going back upstairs. If so, I feel sorry for him for dealing with Mrs. W.

. . . a son . . ..

. . . a son .

Kaiba stopped in midstep. "Wait a minute... How do you know it's going to be a boy?" She can't know that I'm hoping for a girl . . .

Ishizu frowned and her eyebrow quirked up. "It will be," she said in a do-I-even-have-to-answer-that-question? sort of way. So deal with it. She scanned the shops. Let's see . . . time's running out . . . ! . . .Hm. A baby shop.

"No." He sulked. Oh yeah. I 'forgot.' She knows 'everything.' He sighed, dragging his feet along as they went. It probably will be a boy, with my luck. Everything always happens to Me. Feeling sorry for himself, he stopped suddenly just as she did. "Wait a minute. I can't be seen around town walking with you! Especially with those hyena newspaper reporters around."

"Here we are," she said at the same time. "And don't worry, you're invisible." They were right in front of a store called Cutesy's Babies' Things! Kaiba stared at the windows in dismay. No way was he going in that!

"Go on," she said, getting behind him and the automatic glass doors. The opened with a swish. "Pick something out."

"Don't shove! I said, I'm not going in there! I said so." He crossed his arms stubbornly. "I'll have an attack; not to mention be humiliated." I rather pay someone...

"Fine," Ishizu declared, moving past him, then turning: "You stay here, and I'll go and get the stuff." There was a short pause; his foot moved, and her eyes narrowed drastically. "You will stay, Kaiba-?" She let a long note of threat in the simple question.

"Oh yeah sure. I promise."

Ishizu's eyes narrowed for just a minute further. "If you've promised, then I trust you. Odion, make sure he doesn't move even one inch." She turned and glided away inside, thinking: Like yeah right. I'm not going to fall for that one again!

"Ye-es, Miss Ishizu." The tall, buff man loomed out of nowhere as he grunted. He was a good foot taller and when his responsibility moved to the right, he moved to his left to block him.: Stupid gorrilla. Probably enough brains to fill an eggcup. He made to the left; Odion growled in his deep voice and moved to the right to block again. Disgruntled, Kaiba moved back.

Ishizu returned to a glaring match between the two men, small white paper bag with golden-blue bunnies on it with a white edged trim. "Didn't you two have a nice time?" she smiled, in a much better mood. "Here you go." She held out the bag to Kaiba.

"G-reat," he said sarcastically, reaching inside only after moving to a quiet, empty alleyway. Ishizu and her goon followed, though only slightly, looking at him expectantly. Grimacing, he plunged his hand inside brusquely, feeling felt material and pulling it outside.

It was worse than he'd imagined: a blue-and-white polka dotted onesie, complete with detachable feet slippers that dangled in mid-air as he shook it. (A/N: Aw!) Well, he wasn't shaking it, exactly; it was that his hand was shaking as he shuddered and stuffed it back in the bag.

"Great, huh?" Ishizu beamed behind him, obviously not noticing him continue to shudder and lean on the stone wall or if she did she didn't say. "Now, all you have to do," she went on superiorly, "is show that to Serenity so that she will know you're okay with it, and everything will be all right between you two. Ok, Seto? Seto?"

"I heard . . . you." Getting a grip on sad reality, he straightened again and said, "You forgot the part where great doom will befall me if I don't."

Ishizu stared at him so long with her Big Cat eyes that he was beginning to wish she would blink; it was creeping him out. Beside her, Odion grunted in disapproval. He had liked the small pregnant visitor with the sad brown eyes. He took an instant disliking. Meanwhile Ishizu said quietly, "Do not joke, she needs that which you are holding in your hand, as quickly as possible. She is my friend too. And yours as well. Love and friends aren't two separate things; they have to go together hand-in-hand to make a relationship work. It is important, Kaiba. I hope you will do the right thing and give that to her."

"Yeah, yeah." Love and friendship are two totally seperate things! He thought as he felt something else in the small paper bag, it had wires and sucking machine with a cow stencil and MooMilker's Vacuum. "What's this?"

"Uh..., just give that to her." Ishizu coughed; she and Odion started to move away slowly. "She'll know what to do. She's mentioned it . . . "

Puzzledly, Kaiba took another look, inspected it. " . . . ?" Luckily, Ishizu and Odion had zipped away by then: "Oh!" he said when he finally realized. .Gross!

Unlucklily, his cry had attracted another tabloid group of "hyenas." Reporters catcalled and began to give chase. I hate my life . . . stupid buzzing around like hungry wasps...

Meanwhile

"So Queen Bee," Joey said smilingly, "Does that make me a drone?"

"No, you're honey, Honey," Mai said, winking, while she moved around, undulating him. "Cause I'm drawn to you . . .ooh, honey, you look ti-red."

"Yeah, I had ta take exams back-ta-back dis morning." He sat down heavily on the stool by the large dresser and even larger mirror. "I'm pretty wiped."

"Well, since we're already too late to get to the health spa, sit down and I'll give you the special treatment - my famous massage." She went behind him and started working out the kinks in his neck and shoulders. "So how did you do? In your school, I mean."

"Pretty well," he said, letting his head fall forwards a bit, "Except da last one - a little lower - it was a doozy. Ah, that's it."

She smiled, staring at her own reflection. "But you passed, right? With all your studying."

"Yeah, I guess, but I doan really care. I don't wanna go to college no more."

"Really?" she stopped. "Why not? Though, I guess it could work, if you enter the Police Academy..." If he gets in.

"Yeah, that's what I was thinkin'." He raised his head and stared at their reflection. "Except . . . Yuge. He sounded like he really wanted me ta finish school wit him, ya know? I dunno what ta do..."

"Poor guy. He's the nicest person you'll ever meet. I'm sure, though, he'll get through it okay. He needs to be alone...with Tèa that is. So, don't worry about it." She took her hands from his neck and swung into his lap. "What you should be worrying is, about our honeymoon's location, honey."

He smiled. "Where d'ya wanna go?"

"I was thinking about Spain again. You know, since that's where we fell in love. oOw's your Spanish coming along? Except . . . for those bulls. No more bullracing, or bull running, or whatever it's called."

"Is dat it?" He cocked his head and scratched her left ear. "I thought it was, ' da running for your life' race."

She chuckled: "Remember that big ugly one? That chased us half down the block? I bet he'll be waiting for you with a sign when we get to the airport."

"Ha ha . . . yeah, dat'll be funny."

"You know . . ." she frowned a little, "I remember something weird that happened back then... with Serenity. Once I can't figure out. Remember when she came to rescue us from that monster and she threw her purse at it?"

"Huh. Yeah. I think..." Dat's my little sis.

"Well, you were passed out," Mai went on imperiously, "so probably you didn't catch it. But I swear . . . I wasn't and some stuff was coming out of her. . . "

"Stuff?"

"A light of some sort...but maybe it was from the neon store sign..."

"Ya think?"

"Really, Joey. I'm not kidding; you know I don't kid about stuff like that..."

Shifting his hand around her to touch her face, he said frowningly, "Yer not havin' those nightmares or those headaches again, are ya?"

She shook her head no. "At least, not until last night."

"Aw . . . and I had ta study. I could've been there fer you." he said apologetically..

"Honey. You had to study." she said. "Anyway . . . that light was really weird thing .. . and then Kaiba showed up just when the bulls were about to take us apart..." She frowned a bit, thinking, while Joey made a disgusted grunt. "Oh, come on, baby . . . you have to be friends sometime." You're going to be related, she wanted to say, but Joey had a tendency to start having a gasping panic attack everytime "Kaiba" and the word "related" were pertained to him. In fact, he was starting to look a little green already.

He got up, pushing her off his lap so she wouldn't see and to get his bearings. "Uh, let's talk about somethin' else." He looked out the window of her cottage in the prestigious neighborhood. "Yer parents' house is right next door, right? Near here? In dis neighborhood?"

"Uhh, yes." Wondering why he needed to go there, she came up behind him with a determined look. "Honey, look at me." He turned to face her, slightly wary. "I know that you don't like the guy, but you have to realize that the baby is an innocent little being and who knows if they'll get back together- no, no listen to me - but they might and even if he doesn't, you'll have to deal with it because a little bit of you is also in that child." She looked him straight in the eye.

Startled by her vehemency, he could only stutter, "Shore." His words came out a little smushed because how hard she was holding his face. "I'll try." Whoa, dat's the first time I didn't throw a fit...

"Good." She pronounced, lessening her hold comfortably. "Tee hee, you look fun-ny like that . . . can you cross your eyes...?"

"Yep." He did it.

"Ha, ha; you're kewt. Now, rememeber honey, the wedding rehearsal is tonight at 8 at Domino Hall," she said, with a light knock. "Make you're being there." She slid her hands down to the pockets on his jeans and looked at him sideways.

"Being dera?" He shook his head. "Isn't it supposeda be, 'you be dere'?"

"I know. I'm getting your grammar. Sigh . . . Anyway, I have to take a bath before the ceremony. And you'd better dress up for it, everyone's gonna be there. Going to be there." She corrected herself before leaving.

"A bath? Dat's funny; I think I need one too." He followed her into the plush lilac bedroom bathroom with a rascal's grin.

She turned with a coy smile, amused. "Sorry, not until after the wedding, Honey."She gave him another kiss, and he deepened it, kissing her passionately. "We're going to have a wonderful life." And it was true; that she believed it wholly. He had never lied to her, once, except for maybe little fibbing. That she always caught. He IS a terrible liar; his eyes twitch and it is so obvious when he tries; he's just too honest. Still, I still think he's hiding something from me, from his past. But that's okay; we all got skeletons. "You smell nice," she said, when they finally broke apart, nuzzling his cheek and wiping off her lipstick on his bottom lip with a fingertip. "So you don't need a bath. But I love you."

"I love you too." He snapped his fingers, looking around to the foggy mirror, "Aw . . . darn, okay. I jest need ta do some stuff first, but I'll be sure 'to be there' at eight." He smiled, and she nodded her acknowledgement, and watched him turn and trudge out. Certainly is different from any other I've ever known. Wondering what it was about him that made her smile, she turned back towards the sink. The phone rang after a few minutes.

"Hoeny could you get that for me?" She wrapped a fluffy robe around her shapely figure. "Honey? Honey?" Hm, wonder where he went?

Meanwhile

Cursing, Kaiba rounded a bend leading to a footbridge. Those piranha reporters had chased him to the outskirts of the city, where only a stream of traffic ran below. What was worse, he couldn't even call for help because his cell had gotten broken when he had smashed his hip aganist banister running down some stairs. Who knew reporters rode motocycles now?

Piranhas. Once this scandal is over, I'll have their laminated press passes on a stick. Now I don't know where I am and there are no pay phones. He stared down at the broken remains of his phone, the case Serenity had given to him for his birthday last year. He had stuffed the paper bad with the baby's -shudder - things in his other pocket. Good thing, too, they'll probably corner me in a booth, so. Just as well.

Heaving a sigh after some breaths, he leaned aganist the railing and stared down at the traffic below - about thirty feet. I guess I'll have to hitchhike. But- I hate doing that! Why? Stuffing his fingers in his hair, he sank into a slump near the edge of the bridge. And for what, anyway. She's in the wrong. She's the one who didn't tell me. She could've that night in the hospital, or before the party. But she didn't. She lied. Scowling, he rose on his elbows again and put on foot on the short step.

Only Mokuba had been there to talk to before she came along. But now even his brother didn't want to listen. He had been put on academic probation, and was going to a boarding school... a last resort. Now he was seriously disconsidering that. Not that he needed it, but... oh well. What's the use. What does it matter if he goes or doesn't. The problem still stay the same.

The only choice to fix it would be to talk with Serenity. But she was acting totally unlike her usual sweet, forgiving self, refusing his calls - Granted, he should have kept his mouth shut and not said that thing he had said, the thing after "I wish." But she didn't have throw a fit and call him an assjack - and I can very well guess at what she'd meant.

Argh... women. So... sensitive. And so deceitful. SHE had lied about taking the pregnancy pill when he had told her to - he kicked the wire grating that prevented people from jumping with his foot hard - and SHE had lied when in the bathroom after he'd found out when she'd said, "You... were- never there, so I couldn't tell you." Of course she could've! Plenty of times! Instead, she had chosen to deceive him and tell him after - he scoffed, sarcastic- what?-their twelfth child? He stopped kicking and the wire stopped rattling

"I told you." said a voice inside his head. "I told you. Never trust a woman. I told you. They're all liars. You have. And now you've ruined your own life! Idiot! Jackass!"

"Stop..." Kaiba grabbed his own head again, to block out his late father's jeering words. The wire gate was now rattling violently, and he wasn't kicking it. "STOP IT!" The wire gate shook once more, and then stopped with a deafening bang.

"Mr. Kaiba?" A new voice cut in. "Sir?" It was a body guard, with a suit and sunglasses, and a funny-looking cap that covered his white hair.

"What is it?" he snapped, straightening omniously.

"Um, sir . . . there is a dilemma at the mansion . . . you have to come." The man said.

" . . . Oh. Okay. Sure," he answered, woodenly walking after him. "Where's the limo..."

"Oh! It's-it's only up there. We can walk. Follow me." Together, they went inside.

Meanwhile

Hm? Now which one is the Valentine estate . . . Joey took a look around himself, hands in pockets. Mebbe dis one, or dis one? Geez, alla dese mansion look da same! He lifted a hand to scratch his head. Talking to Mai's parents might be risky, but he did want her father to walk her down the aisle and give her away. And since I'm in da neighborhood, I might as well...

His strategy on getting past her barracuda mother was simple: sneaking in. Hopefully, he would get a chance to talk to her father into it, before she spotted him. I could tell dat her dad means a lot ta her, and I ain't gonna let no Mother stop him from being there for his daughter on da day of her wedding! Joey stopped to nod at his own mental speech when he heard an anguished scream:

"Noooo!"

"What da-" He saw Rebecca Hawkins and Duke disappear around a stone corner. Stupid Devilin! Probably still plannin' on getting - now, a little girl - fer da bachelor part I don't even want. "Some people..." He muttered before taking off after them, not knowing he was being followed be someone short and dark...

After a few moments of huffing and puffing, Joey caught up: "Hey, Duke, whatta ya doin' to her? I told ya-"

"All right!" Rebecca cheered, with a big fat grin split across her face.

"No, man!" Duke said, reaching out to him as if to ward him away. "Turn back, please! For the love of-"

Seeing that he'd been wrong, Joey frowned and spun warily around. "Where is dis place...? Anyway . . .?" Looks like some kinda catacombs...like the one I learned in University History 101.

"In the Kaiba Man-sion!" Rebecca sang, spinning around too, but happily. She looked like a tiny ballerina doing so in her schoolgirl uniform. Duke started to tell Joey something else, but he was too busy streaming sneezing. Apparently, he'd caught Tèa's cold.

"T-turn-b-b-back-"

Joey crossed his arms. "I ain't going back till someone tells me what you're doing here." Duke got up and started banging his head against the wall, which held a panel. It looked like a computer panel. Rebecca took note of it, reached up when Joey was distracted when Kaiba's voice sounded in an echo. Duke muttered something intelligble, and gave mean looks at Rebecca, who wasn't paying attention to them for a minute.

"What are you two doing here?" From within in darkness, he emerged staring at them all blankly. Duke said first. "Geez, Devilin. Drunk again?" Kaiba said disgustedly. His gaze swept over to Joey. "...Mutt. I should've known that you'd be the 'dilemma.'"

We're doomed, thought Duke, as Joey said, gearing up. "Whatta ya talkin' about?"

"What am I talking about. You're the one in my mansion." He looked behind him, feeling puzzled and more than a little wary. "Get out. All of you, before I have security called in."

Man, he looks terrible. Even worse den usual! Joey hadn't seen Kaiba since the day he told him about the truth and lies, and Kaiba had laughed. I wish I could bash his face in, but...mebbe later. I have to do dat thing for Mai. "Fine. C'mon, Devilin." He picked upa a shaky Duke and started for the exit, but it was nowhere to be seen. "Huh?" He turned that way and this way, but only solid wall was where the door was. Now it was nearly completely dark without any light from the outside. "Hey, which way's out, Kaiba-boy?"

"From which way you came, mutt. And don't call me Kaiba-boy."

Rebecca tittered.

"She's got you," Duke said, miserable. "Idiots..."

"Ya really... should stop drinkin'," Joey said, frowning up at the miles of wall that seemed. "Yer startin' ta sound like Yuge...ha! Who punched ya, Devilin? Ya got a shiner!" He started to laugh, and Rebecca too.

"Would you two shut up?" Kaiba hissed suddenly. I don't remember this place...but I'm getting really suspicious now... Behind him in the darkness, Arthur tip toed away. And I don't remember having an old man as a chaffeur... "What are you doing here?"

"Oh...I was just visitin' Mokuba." Rebecca said lamb-like. "Hey! Lookit!" She pointed to the wall. "I bet that'll show us the way out!"

"Arrows," Joey said, "Oh. Kay." He did so, yanking a stumbling Duke along by the coat.

Ugh that stupid mutt. He'll follow anything. I better come along before he messes around with something in my mansion. Wouldn't be the first time. Kaiba scowled, and Rebecca, pleased, followed the three. Boys. So alterable, she hid a smile.

Silence was in the air as the catacomb-like tunnels got darker, except for the sound of their feet and plip plop. "Hey, are we undaground?" Joey said, looking up and seeing water drip from the ceiling light bulb.

Rebecca nodded. "Boy, I feel... like Dorothy, dontcha, Dukie-boy?" she said to the lagging guy. "Goin' on an adventure. Ya know, from the Wizard of Oz? And you'd be, hm, I know! The Cowardly Lion," she said to the hiding guy. "Tee hee! Duke the Lion!"

Boy, this brat's got an annoying voice...where is the exit? I don't remember it at all... Kaiba watched the walls while walking a good three feet from the others, looking at them like a hawk.

"Yeah, and he's the Tin Man," Joey said, thumbing over his shoulder at Kaiba. "No Heart."

"Ohh, and so it's starts," Duke complained, banging his head off the walls.

"Ooh," Rebecca said, watching with eyes aglow. She whipped out a pad and paper and started scribbling and taking notes.

"Yeah, Mutt? Keep walking. Stupid Scarecrow. No brains."

"Why you-"Joey looked down in surprise at Duke, who was scrambling away and sniffling. "Hey, where're you going, man?"

"Outta here! I can't stand this!" Duke hit the wall, pushing a hidden button trying to get out, and there was a loud beep. An omnious rumbling sound made them all look up with brows knitted. Except for Rebecca. Then, walls started slamming down - one, two, three, four - around them all, boxing them in in the space of a small room with no windows.

"What the hell?" Joey was first to say. It was nearly dark, except for a weird eerie light that should only be reserved for UFOs. "What kinda place ya got here, Kaiba?"

"Quit whimpering! It's a security device that traps intruders,"he said, unbeknownst to him, Rebeeca was mouthing along as if she knew the words by heart with a blissful. "Only it worked on us... I haven't been here in a long time." He banged aganist the panel.

"Well, get us outta here! I got stuff ta do!" What a computa nerd. His own trap trappin' him!

"Just sit down!"

"Why ya - stupid piece of metal!"

"You're evil," Duke mumbled from the floor where he was sitting, elbows hanging over knees as arguing rose up.

"Thank you," Rebecca grinned happily, settling her skirt neatly around her ankles as she took a seat, "Ooh, aren't I lucky ..." she said dreamily looking at them. They all turned around to stare at her. She smiled innocently and flirtatously.

TBC

A/n: Ah, luck-ee girl... being trapped with bishies...and Duke. LOL. Poor Duke. Going thru that again. Aren't I just mean to him. LOL. But everyone gets to do a trap scene! I wanna do one! And Rebecca might be possessed. By me. Mwa heheh. And no, they won't kill her. Yet. J/K. But I imagine so, if they only knew. R and R!