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Chapter 4- Invitations to Disaster
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Tea woke up to another 'brilliant' day with the birds singing and the sun shining. Yep, brilliantly dull. She got up and put on her favorite slippers. It was a holiday. Better make use of it.

Yesterday had been pretty normal, except for the arcade incident. She had a good time with her friends, but then again, when did she ever not? After running from the mall because of Joey's Alien Invader game destruction, the group spent some time in the park. She chatted with Yugi and watched some of the park's regulars. Joey and Tristen disappeared somewhere only to return claiming an evil squirrel had tried to attack them. Fortunately, they had escaped with no injuries other than their pride. All the friends went to McBurger later to eat and then spent the rest of the day at the Kame game-shop. Yep, it was a bit mundane. Never the less, it beat fighting evil psychopaths that are trying to take over the world.

Now, I won't go into too much detail what Tea did that morning as we already know what people usually do in the morning. Get up, take shower, get dressed, brush teeth, eat breakfast, etc. It wasn't until she looked into her mailbox that her day changed.

"Junk, junk, junk…." She whispered, flipping through the letters. Nothing seemed to catch her attention until she discovered an unusual pink envelope. Tea tore it open and slid out a letter decorated with little pandas. She read it and was surprised at what it said.

Dear Tea,

I heard you were getting close to Yugi and I just wanted to tell you that HE IS MINE! DON'T YOU DARE GO NEAR HIM! IF YOU GO NEAR HIM I'LL MAKE SURE YOU PAY! HE IS MY ONE AND ONLY AND NOBODY IS TAKING HIM!

Love,

Vivian

P.S. – YUGI IS MINE!

Tea cocked her head. How did that psycho get her address?… On second thought, maybe she didn't want to know. Ignorance is bliss. Well, that was a complete waste of her time. Tea threw the letter into a nearby trashcan and went through the rest of the letters.

Eventually Tea came to a fancy red envelope. Intrigued, she opened it and discovered a fine letter printed on fancy stationary. She read…

Dear Miss Gardner,

We are aware that you have superb dancing skills. We've seen you in action and we just had to ask if you would join us for my 'Elite Dancers Competition' being held at my mansion this coming Tuesday. Since the talent you possess is so very special , we would love to have you participate and display more of that entrancing grace for us.

Since we want all our guests to arrive at my mansion safe and sound, we will have a private jet prepared for you if you would be interested in attending. The competition itself will last about a week. We will have dancers from all over the world participating. The winner will receive 1 million dollars in cash and a part in my upcoming musical.

Please arrive at 1823 Hallow Drive at 11:00 p.m. and my personal assistant will assist you from there.

Sincerely,

Bianca Satoshi

Tea's heart leapt. She couldn't believe she got a letter like this. Was she really invited to such a fantastic dance competition for her talent? And the part in that musical? It could REALLY further her dream of becoming a dancer. Was she ready to take such a big step yet? She shook her head. It will take her some time to think about it. But if it was true, this could be a once in a lifetime experience.

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"Okay Nightmare, you know the plan," Big Sista whispered to a couple of her top criminal assistants in her syndicate, "Timmy's 'girlfriend' will easily fall for the fake dance invitation but Kaiba is different story. We'll need to take him by force if we hope to get rid of him. That's why I called you here."

"Right, you want me to get into his mansion and kill him. Well Big Sista, that will be a problem since you stole my gun!" Nightmare growled.

She rolled her eyes. "No… I don't want you to kill him Nightmare. I want you to kidnap him."

"Kidnap him, are you nuts? That guy is dangerous!"

"Look, you may use any force necessary. Just don't kill him," Big Sista calmly replied. Nightmare grumbled something about his boss being a real idiot but assumed position.

"Fine… but Sista, let me remind you that the guy's a millionaire. He must have the best of the best security system protecting his mansion," Nightmare explained

"Don't tell me that you're backing down, Nightmare?" Sista said, not even caring enough to look at him, "You're my best assassin. Surely this mere kidnapping mission is no more than another day's work for you?" The goon held his breath. To say no to the boss lady would be suicidal. Besides, he didn't want to let her down and this kidnapping mission really didn't sound like anything he couldn't handle.

"I assure you this won't even be a day's work for me. It will be a snap", said Nightmare. A smirk of anticipation and eagerness was beginning to show on his face as he contemplated the opportunity to impress his boss lady. Visions of glory and his boss lady's appreciation danced before his eyes.

"Good. Good. Now you will enter the mansion at around 2:00 a.m. and when you get inside you will…"

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Two o' clock that night…

Nightmare waited silently in shadows inside the wall of Kaiba's mansion. He couldn't believe he had to stay up this late just to get in the mansion. What was boss lady thinking anyway? He could have kidnapped Seto by now, or at least be hiding somewhere inside the mansion. The goon growled as the thought crossed his mind of wondering how angry Sista would be if he ditched this scene. Knowing his boss though, he knew without a doubt that he would be tracked down, killed, and his corpse disposed of without a trace within hours if he dared such a thing. His present discomfort and boredom was definitely the lesser of two evils.

Fortunately, this morbid train of thought was interrupted when a black limousine came driving up to the mansion. He was curious about what this meant for his plans but his question was soon answered after the limousine came to a complete stop. Seto stepped out of the vehicle holding his usual white briefcase and wearing his usual scowl.

"Oh, I see. Another late night worker," Nightmare whispered to himself. He watched as the young CEO disappeared into the mansion before he proceeded to make his move. The crook slipped along in the shadows like a cat and easily made his way over to a particular one of the mansion's windows, concealing himself next to an overgrown vine that shrouded and arched over it. He waited there in tense silence. Fortunately for him, it wasn't long before the last light was clicked off and the entire house was left in darkness. Nightmare pulled a glasscutter and a suction cup out of the large yet nearly empty bag he had with him and easily cut through the window. Earlier that day, one of the cleaning maids had disabled the alarm circuit for that particular window. No one had noticed. She had only done it because one of boss lady's other 'assistants' had threatened the poor girl's family. As it was, she and her family were still alive. As Nightmare opened and slipped into the room, he casually wondered if that would 'change'…never could tell what the boss lady might do, depended on what mood she was in a times…

This room of the mansion, as one could surmise, was large and decorated with expensive looking furniture and paintings. A brilliant chandelier hung from the ceiling and the floor looked to be of a very rare and expensive marble.

Nightmare took a quick but intense glance around the room. Even though he hadn't run into any trouble yet he couldn't shake this gut feeling that something was terribly wrong. Big Sista had told him that she had found out that specific parts of the mansion's security system would be down for upgrades. She had also arranged for the one window to be disabled. However, these items were all the electronic end of the security. It worried him that with a mansion containing such riches, he hadn't seen any dogs or security guards or even video cameras. There was nothing else that he had been able to find. Yet, the hairs on the back of his neck were on end and tingling. Nightmare had a queasy feeling that something was wrong. Every instinct he had was alert and on edge.

The goon started off to search for Seto's bedroom, continually making sure to keep an eye out for anything that could become a problem. He didn't want any complications. As quietly as a mouse, he began to search the bedrooms one by one. He wasn't surprised to find some of the doors locked. It was no problem for him since in his early teen years he had become quite professional as a locksmith or rather, a lock pick. After a while, it started to get a bit annoying. All the rooms were empty with no signs of any occupant at all. It had been forty-five minutes at least and he still hadn't the slightest clue where the elder Kaiba's bedroom was. At this rate he would most definitely be caught. He swallowed and eased onward. At least, he had narrowed down the rooms Seto could be in.

Eventually Nightmare reached the kitchen… wait… didn't he just go by the kitchen twenty minutes ago? He growled. He was going around in circles. Why did this freaking mansion have to be so big? Nightmare decided to turn around and go back the way he came but when he did he was met with a pair of puffy and sleepy eyes. The crook swore silently to himself, thinking he had been caught. He soon realized however, those eyes belonged to the kid , Mokuba. Nightmare put on the scariest glare you could imagine behind his mask and mocked, in a low hiss, "Hmm, looks like I have been caught by a shrimp. Heh heh, we'll take care of that."

"Good dog," Mokuba said patting Nightmare gently on the arm. Nightmare just stood there, holding his breath in stunned silence while the black haired preteen then proceeded to nonchalantly open a cupboard, grab a tall glass, and wobble sleepily over to the sink to fill it. Indeed, it seemed the black haired boy was still half-asleep. He didn't even notice he was in the same room with a dangerous criminal. Nightmare quickly took charge of this luck and slipped out. Although he would gladly have killed this potential eye witness, he remembered being told by Sista to try not to make too much of a scene. She hated messy situations since it always lead to more serious complications in any scheme.

After circling inside the house, on all the floors, in the basement, in the attic, going through what seemed to him, dozens of different rooms, he finally figured out where Kaiba's room was at last. The entry had been ingeniously concealed but he had finally figured it out. Nightmare smiled to himself slightly in relief that he had actually found the room. Hours were passing and he had to get things wrapped up soon. Inside the room, Seto was collapsed on his bed, sleeping peacefully like he hadn't slept in ages. Apparently, the CEO had had a busy day. He hadn't even bothered to take off his white trademark trench coat.

Nightmare moved in as silently as ever to reach his target. He was almost halfway there when his knee accidentally bumped into a crystal pedestal holding a glass Blue Eyes statue. He swore. Where had that come from? He thought the path to the bed had been clear. Whatever the case was, the pedestal WAS there now and he watched in horror as the statue shattered on the floor. The pedestal itself also tipped over and into a nearby trophy cabinet. Thus, sending several trophies crashing onto the floor and strangely, also the entire cabinet. The cacophony of these multiple crashes somehow also caused the lamp right next to Seto's bed to meet the same fate along as a few other breakable things. It was the loudest disaster you could ever imagine. Nightmare was momentarily paralyzed with shock and fear. He was surely dead meat now. The teenager grumbled and twisted a bit in the covers. After that it was quiet. Nightmare shakily pulled off his mask to better face his doom. He stood in shocked disbelief to see that his target was still snoozing like a baby. Guess it was a good thing that Seto worked so late at night. Perhaps he had used some prescription to help him sleep. Whatever the reason, it seemed to have save the goon's neck. Nightmare wiped the sweat from his forehead and proceeded to close in on his victim again. He took the large bag from his back and…

BE-BE-BE-BEEP! BE-BE-BE-BEEP!

"SIX 'O CLOCK ALREADY?" As Seto groaned, twisted a bit, then sat up and yawned. Nightmare, in pure terror, quickly pulled on his mask and was standing there twitching when. The CEO caught sight of him in the corner of his eye and whipped around. The criminal knew it was now or never.

"Huh? What the...?" Seto gasped. Before he could continue Nightmare came charging at him with the bag.

"GRAAWWWRRR!" he roared as he attempted to get he bag over Seto's head.

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Meanwhile… Mokuba had awoken to find himself on a long, fancy dining table. "Not again…" he groaned. The preteen slid off the table and then slowly stretched as his eyes searched the room. His search was rewarded when he caught sight of an ornate clock on one of the walls. "Hey, it's six-o-clock! That means Seto must be up!" He went running straight to his bedroom. As Mokuba opened his bedroom door, he was surprised to hear shouting and fighting coming from further down the hallway.

He heard an unrecognizable voice growl, "Why don't you just give up?"

"Sure, I'll just hop in the bag," Mokuba heard his brother's voice say with his usual sarcasm. There was something a bit more tense about his tone though.

"What's going on in there?" Mokuba shouted as he tried to turn the doorknob. Unfortunately for him, it turned out to be locked. "Seto? Who is that? What's going on? Are you ok? Desperately, the frightened boy continually tried to pry the door open.

"Well, what are you waiting for? If you don't do what I say, things could get a bit bloody, you know what I mean?"….There were some grunts and thuds heard through the door.

"I'm waiting for…somebody to…notice your skill at making a racket." More bumps and clatters could be heard through the door.

"I rather hoped you would come quietly. But if this is the way you want it….

Mokuba heard some glass shatter and what sounded like several punches and karate kicks. A few bad words were mixed in the ruckus as well. He grew more and more agitated. He couldn't just stand there and do nothing. He had to call the police, security guards, or somebody. Knowing every second counted, Mokuba rushed out of the hallway and into the nearest room that contained a phone.

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In Seto's room, it was pretty much a mess due to the fighting. Shattered glass was on the floor everywhere, accompanied by broken pieces of wood that were once shelves and a few unbreakable trinkets that had fallen off their pedestals.

Seto barely dodged a huge sledgehammer fist aimed at his face. The fist, missing its target, crunched right into a white plaster wall. Nightmare winced in pain as the force he had used was enough to leave a jagged dent in the wall. The teenager saw this distraction and took advantage of it with a powerful kick straight to the chest. The goon was hit dead on by the powerful kick and thrown straight into the corner of the room. Slowly, Nightmare managed to stand back up. But he was shaken and shocked at the strength of that attack. This kid was a pretty good fighter for being just a rich snob. It really made up for the temporary lack of a security system. Nightmare shook his head dazedly to try and get his bearings again.

"I suggest YOU give up before I turn you inas a bloody pulp," Seto threatened as he stalked closer. Truth be told, he wasn't feeling too fine either but he wasn't about to let this goon know that. Really though, who was this guy? He must be pretty dense if he thinks he could just waltz in and kidnap him.

"Grr… You're really trying my patience," Nightmare growled. He wiped some blood that leaked from the corner of his mouth before reaching into his pocket. Time to move this fight up a notch. He whipped out his favorite tazer shouting, "EAT THIS!" It was in vain, however. The CEO had already launched his counter attack as soon as he saw Nightmare start reaching toward his pocket. The thug was taken down before he could even aim the tazer and the electric weapon was knocked out of his hand and out of reach. That was the one move that turned the fight into an all-out brawl.

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Mokuba ran back to the bedroom to check on the progress of the fight. He desperately hoped that his big brother was alive. The fight he had heard through the locked door had sounded quite violent. The police should be there any moment and hopefully, the stranger would be sacked, whoever he was. Mokuba noticed the yelling had been replaced with frustrated grunts but the kicking and punching noises were still noticeable. "BIG BROTHER! ARE YOU OKAY?" he shouted.

"Mokuba?… AUGH!"

"BIG BROTHER?"

"Oh great, you've attracted company," said the stranger, throwing in what seemed to be another punch.

"UGH!…"

"Seto! Hold on! I've called the police. They should be here soon!"

"Grr… RAH!" Sounds of the fight continued with more crashes and thuds... Afterwards, it was just heaving breaths and gasping for air.

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Nightmare was becoming exhausted. The police were coming and he didn't know how much more of this fighting to subdue his target that he could endure before he himself collapsed. Seto noticed his adversary's fear and felt his own confidence rise. He had this battle won. He could even hear the police sirens already. "It seems the police will be here any second. Hmph, you should see yourself. You should've thought more carefully before you decided to kidnap somebody as powerful as me. Too bad there won't be a next time," Seto mocked.

"Yeah, you tell him, big brother," Mokuba cheered from the other side of the door.

Nightmare slumped in surrender. This was it. It was all over for him. There was nothing he could do. Prison was going to be his new home. Even if he managed to escape right then and there, Big Sista would surely find out his whereabouts and have him killed for his failure and to cover her own tracks. He took his last minutes to pray for mercy. This was it.

"I can already hear the s-" Seto started. However, Nightmare's plea to whatever deity he believed in must have been granted because one last trophy of Seto's was left from the fight. It was still teetering on the edge of the top of the shelf and as luck would have it, it fell right on Kaiba's head, abruptly knocking him out. There was silence for a moment.

'Did that just happen?' questioned Nightmare as he examined the unconscious Seto sprawled on the floor. He soon heard sirens.

"Huh? Seto?" Mokuba gasped, "SETO?"

It was time to beat it. Even if the fight had worn down Nightmare, he still had a job to do. He heaved the unconscious Seto onto his shoulder like a gunny sack and crashed through the window and into the backyard. The sirens were getting louder and his time was running out. His adrenaline rush was at full blast again. Time to run.

For more reasons than one, he quickly discovered. Namely, two. He had just found out where the security dogs were. The pair of full grown and angry rottwielers jumped seemingly out of nowhere and started circling behind Nightmare. Their yellow eyes were fierce and filled with rage, while their mouths were wrinkled up in slimy snarls. Then without further warning, they were charging straight for the unfortunate criminal. Nightmare tried his best to outrun them but of course, the dogs were much faster. Not to mention, he was carrying their adored owner on his back. They especially didn't seem to like THAT at all. At that moment, the goon only had one final thing in his mind as the police sirens finally reached their loudest point.

"Why me?"

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And there you have it. Not one of the funniest chapters. It was more of the action genre. Well, I hoped you enjoyed it. Oh, and I have some interesting news if you want to here. I have finished the first chapter of that fanfiction where Seto gets turned into a five year old. I should be posting it soon after it's checked and revised.

Next Chapter... Tea and Seto are in for a plane crash.