AlexJai: Hello . . . I'm glad you guys enjoyed the last chapter with awesome Yami. Sorry that it took me a while to update, too. I've been busy with getting registered for school, which starts next week! Ack! Anywho . . . I'll take that cookie . . . yum.
Disclaimer: How many times do I have to say that I do not own Yugioh…
INTERNATIONAL ESPIONAGE: DOMINO DISTRICT
Mission Four: Have a Stakeout
"It was Pegasus's men," Yami informed Solomon.
"So he found you guys?"
"Yes. He must've recognized the jet."
"Hmm . . . I've always told corporate that we should fly ordinary white jets, not black ones. They said it looks more sleek."
Yami shook his head in disbelief. "But I still don't understand why Siegfried was with the Consul. I mean, his company isn't nearly as big as Pegasus's or Dartz's or the others'. So I don't know how he even was invited to that secret seminar. My only guess is he bought his way in." Yami thought hard.
"You don't have enough time to worry about Siegfried," Solomon said, causing Yami to look at him in disappointment. "Which is why I'm going to put Bakura on it."
"Bakura?" Yami asked incredulously. "But he'll most likely beat the answers out of Siegfried!"
"It's not nice to talk of your fellow agents like that, Yami," Solomon chided, lightly. "I'm sure he wouldn't speak of you like that."
"Sure he wouldn't," Yami crossed his arms.
Solomon just smiled fondly. "Thank you for the report. You're dismissed."
Yami stood up and left the director's office. He decided to pay someone a little visit.
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Kaiba was resting on his bed, currently reading something he found in the Coffee Room. It was a journal that was written five years ago, titled, "Technology In the Future."
There was a short article in it that talked about holograms. It mentioned that holograms were a distant dream. Kaiba laughed at that. But the article did mention that in order for holograms to work, a reflection of what was to be created needed a crystal, or jewel, with a strong enough band structure that releases energy. The only problem that made it seem like holograms would never work was there were only a few jewels with a band structure that powerful. But what jewel had a band structure good enough for the type of holograms Kaiba wanted to create?
Kaiba heard a soft knock on his door. "Come in."
The door opened and Kaiba saw Yami walk in.
"What are you reading?" he questioned, shutting the door and striding over to Kaiba who was lounging on his bed.
"Some stupid journal," Kaiba said, tossing it on the nightstand.
Yami went to the other side of the bed, and flopped onto it with a sigh.
"What's wrong?" Kaiba asked.
"I'm just overwhelmed. No other case has been this complicated. Well, no other case involved this many power officials."
Kaiba turned to lie on his side, propping his head on his elbow. He studied Yami's worried face. "I'm sure everything will work out. I never knew you before this, but I'm sure you've never failed at a mission."
"You're right. I haven't ever failed."
"Then no need to worry."
Yami turned his gaze towards Kaiba, who sent him a rare reassuring smile. Yami felt a foreign feeling rise in his stomach. He looked away before he discovered what the feeling was.
There was another knock on the door. "Who is it?" Yami called, as if it were his own room.
"It's Jou! I found some new pictures from the satellite."
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"These were taken at 11:05 this morning in Paris," Jou explained to Yami and Kaiba as he pulled up a series of pictures.
The first few were of Dartz standing outside a restaurant before an unfamiliar blonde man meets him. This blonde guy wore a handkerchief, sunglasses, and dressed like a biker with a leather jacket.
What was this kind of guy doing with Dartz who was much more sophisticated?
"They go into the café for about half an hour and come out. But look here, before they entered, this blonde had the suitcase. As they're leaving, Dartz is carrying it."
"What could they have been exchanging?" Yami inquired, studying the pictures on the computer screen.
"I don't know," Jou shrugged. "But whatever it is, it's important."
Yami thought for a few moments before looking over to Kaiba. "That friend from your work, who was talking about the seminar in July. Did he know who was giving it?"
Kaiba thought back. "No. He didn't even know who was attending it."
Yami turned back to Jou. "Jou, you know that video you sent me of The Consul entering that building?"
"Yeah."
"Pull it up."
Jou pressed a few buttons and the familiar image played on the screen.
"Rewind it, far back . . . about an hour before Pegasus shows up." Yami ordered, his eyes intently fixated on the video.
Jou rewound it but only random people walked by. He went back two hours and still nothing happened.
"My guess is the one giving the seminar was that blonde man with Dartz," Yami concluded. "And I'm assuming he lives in that building." Yami stood up straight with an excited glint in his eyes. "Give me the address to that building. Kaiba and I are going there."
"You got it!" Jou exclaimed, becoming excited too.
Yami briskly walked away and Kaiba followed, quite appalled. "We're going there? But what if we're attacked again?"
Yami grinned. "Don't be scared. I already said I'd protect you."
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"One bed!" Yami shouted, bewildered.
The hotel they were staying at was Hotel Eiffel Seine. It was located right by the Eiffel Tour. The rooms were modern and luxurious with high ceilings, a marble basin sink in the bathroom, a smooth glass desk, and crisp, blanche sheets on the . . . single queen-sized bed.
"I better not wake up with you cuddling into me," Kaiba warned, clearly upset too.
Yami scowled. "That's my line."
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It was still morning in Paris and since Yami and Kaiba had slept during their flight, they decided to start with the day's task. The agency lent them an ordinary midnight blue '98 Honda Accord. They were now driving along Rue Anatole France. The building was along Quai Michelet, which bordered the Seine River near the outskirts of Paris.
Finally the familiar building from the pictures and film came into view. The five-story building looked rundown and decrepit like no one had lived in it for years. Yami slowed down the car and parked it about a hundred meters away.
"So what, we just sit here now?" Kaiba asked, already looking bored.
Yami was unbuckling his seatbelt. "You just sit here." Yami climbed into the back of the car and began to sift through a black backpack.
"What are you doing?" Kaiba questioned, watching Yami pull out a wig. This one was black, with a shaggy cut.
"I'm going to inspect the building," Yami answered, slipping on a pair of sunglasses. "I need to find out where all the possible first and second floor exits are."
"How are you going to do that? If I remember correctly the building doesn't have any visible doors."
Yami looked over at Kaiba with a smirk. "That's why I have these," he responded, pointing to his sunglasses. "They're made to especially detect hidden doors."
Figures there was some gadget that could do that . . .
Kaiba sighed and faced the front again. "Well hurry up."
Kaiba heard some more shuffling around then he felt a couple things land on his lap. He looked down and saw a camera and an earpiece.
"If you see anyone come out of the building or go in, take a picture. The earpiece is so you can communicate with me."
Kaiba studied the items for a few moments before taking the earpiece and sliding it onto his ear. The door in the backseat opened and closed as Yami exited the car.
Kaiba's gaze followed Yami's form, which was casually walking across the street now.
"Don't you think there's some sort of security around the building?" Kaiba said to the air.
"Of course there is," he heard Yami's voice resound in his ear. "But that doesn't worry me."
Kaiba shook his head as he could hear the confidence in Yami's tone.
A few more minutes passed when Kaiba could see far ahead that Yami had made it to the building. Kaiba took this moment to pick up the camera and use it to zoom in onto Yami. He could see Yami searching around for a second before slipping out of Kaiba's view into the alleyway between the building and a neighboring one, which looked just as abandoned.
Kaiba listened to the earpiece attentively, barely hearing movements that were coming from Yami. Several minutes passed.
"Anything interesting?" Kaiba spoke.
"If you call littered trash and rats interesting," Yami responded with slight disgust.
More minutes passed with no sign of anyone living in this area at all.
Finally Kaiba heard Yami speak. "I'm done. I'm coming back now."
A couple seconds after he said that, Yami came walking out of the alleyway and strolled all the way back to the car. When he entered the car and sat in the driver's seat, Kaiba automatically asked. "Find all of them?"
"Of course," Yami replied, taking off his shades and folding them into a glasses case.
"How many were there?" Kaiba asked curiously.
"Only three. The place is pretty secure." Yami now took off his wig and tossed it in the backseat.
"What do we do now?"
"We sit here," Yami informed, settling into the car seat trying to get comfortable.
"For how long?" Kaiba was extremely bored of just sitting here.
"Well I'm hoping that whoever lives in the building will make some sort of appearance."
Kaiba exhaled an irritated breath. He crossed his arms across his chest and just continued to stare out the window like he had been for the past half an hour.
Many minutes passed and Kaiba couldn't take the pure boredom. "So . . ." he drawled, trying to create a conversation. "Why did you join the Espionage?"
Yami roamed through his thoughts contemplating if he should tell Kaiba the truth. He shrugged and decided it couldn't hurt. "My grandfather, who raised me, was in it."
"Your grandfather?" Kaiba mused. "He used to work for the Espionage?"
"He still works for the agency," Yami corrected. "But you haven't met him yet."
Kaiba wondered what kind of man Yami's grandfather was. Was he just like Yami, with confidence that created a natural presence? Was he just as socially inept as Yami was?
Kaiba was about to ask what Yami's grandfather did for the Espionage, but was suddenly taken aback as Yami instantly reached over into his lap. Kaiba's eyes widened in utter surprise and split embarrassment, but that all disappeared when he realized Yami was reaching for the camera. With a sigh of relief, Kaiba looked at Yami in puzzlement.
"What's wrong?"
"Look!" Yami exclaimed, holding the camera up to his eyes and staring out the windshield. His finger kept clicking down while he took pictures. Kaiba looked ahead at the building and saw that familiar blonde man with the bandanna walk out of the building's newly formed doorway.
Kaiba immediately straightened up in his seat and squinted to try and see across the distance. The man was hastily walking up the street in the opposite direction of them.
Yami set the camera into his own lap and started the car up. With a quick glance out to the street, he slowly pulled into the roadway and began to follow the man.
Making sure to keep his distance from suspicion, Yami trailed the man all the way to a small store closer to the main part of the city. Thankfully the area was still a little secluded as Yami was driving terribly slow.
When they saw the man walk into the glass door that was the entrance to a jewelry store, Yami parked the Honda directly across the street. From here, they had a good view through the glass windows of inside the store.
Yami held up the camera to his eyes once again and Kaiba could hear the clicking.
Inside the store, the blonde man was in a conversation with the clerk. They were the only two in there. After a few minutes of them conversing, the clerk finally led the blonde man towards the back of the store through a door.
"Why are they going to the back?" Yami wondered, more to himself.
"Don't know," Kaiba responded anyway.
When the two appeared in the store again, Yami took more pictures, then lowered his camera staring curiously. "Look what's in his hand."
Kaiba shifted his focus and saw a briefcase in the blonde man's hand. It was identical to the one he gave Dartz . . .
"Do you think there's some type of jewel then inside the briefcase?" Kaiba inquired, staring at the blonde man who waved thanks at the clerk and left the store.
"Yes. He must have given a jewel to Dartz then . . ."
"I wonder who he's giving this jewel to."
"Guess we'll just have to wait and find out."
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To both Kaiba's and Yami's dismay, they waited all day and some of evening before they decided to head back to the hotel. The blonde man had returned to the ragged building and nothing occurred since. Yami just figured Jou would notify him if the satellites caught anything happening while they weren't there.
Back at the hotel, Yami had ordered a Quiche Lorraine, which sounded decent enough compared to the other foods. It pleasantly surprised Kaiba though when he took the first bite of the dish.
"Never had Quiche before I see," Yami commented, holding a fork in one hand to eat while the other viciously tended to the laptop.
"Well Domino doesn't exactly have French restaurants, and I didn't exactly have the luxury of travelling the world," Kaiba remarked a little bitter.
Yami did not respond, as he was too busy studying the laptop screen.
"What are you doing?" Kaiba asked, annoyed now that Yami ignored him.
"Sending the pictures from today to Jou."
"Oh," Kaiba sighed, finishing up his third piece of Quiche.
Done eating, Kaiba walked over to his suitcase and pulled out his pajamas, which consisted of black sweat pants and a white tee shirt. He looked over at Yami warily before deciding he'd change in the bathroom.
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Kaiba was now staring up at the ceiling with the sheets pulled all the way up to his neck. He would occasionally glance over to Yami who was sitting at the table typing on the laptop.
After several more minutes, he saw Yami close the computer and stand up from the chair. He idly walked over to the bed and pulled back the sheets. Before climbing into the bed, he gave Kaiba a threatening glare.
"Don't flatter yourself. I wouldn't dare touch you," Kaiba declared with a little repugnance.
Yami rolled his eyes but got into the bed nonetheless. Kaiba watched amused as Yami scooted as close as he could to the edge of the bed with as much space possible between them. He was also lying on his back staring at the ceiling.
The lamp on the nightstand was dimly illuminating the room.
"Get a good rest tonight," Yami advised. "Tomorrow is going to be a long day."
Kaiba just grunted in response. Without saying anything else, Yami reached out and switched the lamp off. In the darkness, Kaiba continued to look up at the ceiling waiting for Yami to fall asleep first. But as seconds passed, Kaiba realized Yami was waiting for him to fall asleep first.
Knowing that he did need to get some sleep, Kaiba gave in and closed his eyes. Once his mind was beginning to clear of any thoughts, sleep engulfed him.
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In the morning, Kaiba could feel the bright rays of the sun sneaking through the curtains. With his eyes still shut, he lay there as his mind began to awaken.
Kaiba shifted a little when he finally noticed something warm clinging onto him. It was a comfortable warmth that was very inviting . . .
With a small, pleased smile, Kaiba wrapped his arms around this . . . this . . . body?
Kaiba's heart skipped a beat as realization began to dawn on him. He suddenly snapped his eyes open and looked down to see a very content, sleeping-
"Yami!"
TO BE CONTINUED . . .
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