Hey, everyone! Welcome to a new chapter! I'm so glad to hear that some of you are really liking it! As you all know, this is a gift to Jade546, and I'm so glad to hear that you enjoy it! Thank you to everyone who follows/faves/reviews my fics, I love hearing back from the readers! Let's get back to the story! Thanks to everyone who is taking the time to read this! I don't own rights to Yu-Gi-Oh! 5Ds, but I do own this fanfiction! Happy reading!

At the Crossroads

Roadside Abduction

Yusei couldn't help but smile as she nibbled her bottom lip as he retreated slightly towards the cooler that he had hidden nearby. He could have sworn that she moaned when he had ended their kiss. Every fiber in his being wanted to forget about dessert and to pick up where they left off, but he subdued them as he plated the cold desert. This was something that he wanted to take his time on. "What would you like for toppings?"

She blinked. He had thought so far ahead as to prepare different fruits and such so the desert would fit her preference?! "Um, strawberries with a few chocolate shavings would be nice, but you don't have to-" Her lungs were robbed of oxygen as his cobalt orbs met hers as he held out a plate with a slim slice of cheesecake with two strawberries arranged into hearts and sprinkled with chocolate shavings. Yusei was pulling out all the stops tonight and she was deeply touched by how much care he had put into this. "You are truly something, Yusei Fudo," she whispered, taking the plate and tiny fork that he offered. The surprise grew as the flavors began to melt against her tongue, causing her to hum softly. "I haven't had baked cheesecake in years."

"I'm glad you like it," he returned to his original seat next to her with his own plate. He noticed the curious glance that she cast towards his serving and placed a small bite on the fork along with a blueberry and some caramel sauce, offering it to her. It felt as if his heart was a million miles a minute as she slowly leaned forward and closed her lips over the baked desert. Her eyes were locked on his as she cleaned the fork with her tongue before sitting back. She was making it very hard for him to keep his mind- Everything in his body screamed for him to move as sound of tires squealing shattered their heated atmosphere. In the blink of an eye, he had lunged forward and wrapped his arms around her mere seconds before multiple duel runners slid to a stop where they had previously been.

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything," a thick Russian accent spat as the head duel runner approached. "My apologies for being late, but I'm afraid something came up and we can't stay for very long."

Yusei tightened his hold on Akiza as the stranger reached for her. Leaning close to her ear, he whispered for her to grab the keys from his pocket and to get ready to run to the car. Her hands that were grasping his shirt tightened as she said there were too many of them for him to take on, and she was right. There were six runners and ten riders, there was no way that he would be able to break through them. A spark of adrenaline shot through his system as he spotted a clear path that led to the car. "Akiza, I'm sorry, we're going to have to cut this date short."

She nodded wordlessly and gathered her feet under her as he shifted onto the balls of his feet. Taking a deep breath, she locked her eyes on the head rider and felt a familiar tingle travel down her spine as her body filled with warmth. The tingle turned into a shiver as it grew but she didn't release it until it felt as if lighting was coursing through her veins. It was as if a chain reaction occurred as each engine died one-by-one. "Now!"

"Here we go!" Yusei shouted, grabbing her hand and they broke into a sprint. They fell against the car as it beeped, signaling it's unlocking, and hastily hopped in as the air roared with the sound of reviving engines. Her display of power had been unexpected, but it had given them the window of opportunity. He threw it into gear and the tires squealed shrilly as they sped off into the night. His jaw clenched as lights appeared in the rearview mirrors. "Damn, their runners must be equipped with-"

"Now is not the time to be theorizing on what kind of engines they have!" Akiza all but screamed, clinging to her seat belt and seat for dear life as he took a tight turn.

His eyes widened as a runner appeared in her window and veered sharply as something whizzed shattered the glass. This was getting worse by the second and if he didn't get her somewhere safe- He pressed a button on the steering wheel and the sound of ringing filled the car followed by a voicemail greeting. After the beep, he quickly described the situation and managed to duck as something whizzed by his face. A runner appeared ahead of him and he swerved, nearly clipping it. Panic filled him as the car lurched, signaling something colliding from the rear, and threw himself over Akiza as it rolled.

…

"How do you think their date is going?" Crow asked, glancing at the clock. They should have been back by now. He rolled his eyes as Jack told him to mind his own business. "Whatever. I'm going to go grab something, be right back." He was mid-step halfway up the stairs when the faint sounds of an engine revving. Why would Yusei be calling him? He hurried the rest of the way and was just entering his room when the ringing ceased. The screen lit up with a notification that he had a voicemail as he removed it from the charger and typed in the code. His grey eyes grew wide at Yusei's tense tone and the sound of rushing wind. They were being chased by a group of runners and that their leader spoke Russian. "Dammit it all," he cursed under his breath and nearly dropped the phone at the sound of glass shattering and Akiza's earsplitting scream. The audio cracked then cut off. He quickly pulled up his Secutiry account and used it to trace the call. "Jack! Move it! We gotta go!"

"Where's the fire?" Jack glared at him from over the brim of a cup of coffee.

"Yusei and Akiza rolled while traying to get away from a gang!" Crow all but shouted as he slipped on some shoes and hopped onto his runner, closely followed by Jack. The call transferred into his helmet through Bluetooth as the dispatcher answered. "This is Crow Hogan, badge number 746681! I'm reporting a rollover! There's no time for you to wait for someone to call it in, I have their location! Lock onto the GPS chip in my personal runner to follow!" He quickly established a commlink with Jack's runner so he could also see the location that the call had come from. "It looks like they were trying to get back into town!"

"That's an overpass section," a circle appeared around the dot that marked their last location. "We've had a couple accidents there during the past couple months."

"Damnit all!" Crow shouted as his frustration reached its breaking point while they wove their way through traffic. For midnight, the traffic sucked! "Hang on, guys, hang on!" He briefly glanced to his right as a cop appeared, nodding as they informed him that they were there to escort. "You sure you can keep up?" he asked, expanding the commlink to them.

"If Akiza's at stake," a woman's voice said in his ear. "I'll do anything."

"How do you know Akiza?" Jack asked, his eyes narrowing. For an officer to know Akiza and to show up when this of all things is happening didn't sit well with him.

"Let's just say that she helped me out of a sticky situation and this is as good as any time to pay her back."

"Then let's go!" he shouted, shifting the gears so that his runner shot forward. Everything blurred as his thoughts began to race. Who could have been after them? He didn't know of any duel runner gangs that were in this area. That must mean one of two things: it wasn't a gang at all or the Russian jerk was a part of something bigger and had his men go after Akiza. The wreckage came into view as he rounded a turn and he slammed on the brakes in shock at the destruction. The car was on its roof, the windows shattered and the engine on fire. There was glass and skid marks everywhere. He dismounted and approached the passenger side. The door was gone and there was a piece of purple cloth trapped under a large shard of glass as well as a piece of denim that, both had blood spots.

"The car started here," the cop called from a short distance down the road. "The skid marks end here then the concrete gets splattered with blood, glass, and dents. I would say they were traveling at approximately 120 MPH."

His eyes scoured the scene. "Where are they?" He grabbed the flashlight that he kept under the seat and searched the nearby ditches as well as the inside of the now charred McLaren. "They aren't here!"

…

"Wake up," a harsh voice pierced the darkness as pain exploded on his cheek, shocking him into consciousness. Yusei raised his head and blinked rapidly, attempting to bring the room into focus. He was strapped into an armless chair, one eye was covered in bandages and obscuring his vision. The man standing before him was dressed in black slack and a white button up shirt, a cigar between the large lips that protruded from his sunken in face. "So glad you could join us, Mr. Fudo."

Panic filled him as her scream echoed in his ears. "Where is she?!" He flinched as pain erupted all over his body as his vision blurred. It was as if he was reliving the roll. The feeling of falling, the feeling of her holding onto him for dear life, the sound of them colliding with the passenger door, her cries and screams as she was torn from his grip. "What did you do with her?" he asked slowly, trying to ignore the pounding in his skull.

"That is none of your concern at the moment," the man snarled, taking a long pull of his cigar before releasing it into Yusei's face and causing him to gag. "Now tell me, what is your connection with Rose?"

"What does it matter to you?" he groaned, shifting in his seat. His hands were zip-tied behind the chair and his ankles were zip-tied together. Judging from the pain in his shoulder and chest, there were a few broken ribs and dislocation. If he was this bad, then Akiza was in just as much pain as he was. That thought alone caused his consciousness to sharpen and become crystal. He had to find her and get her somewhere for treatment.

"If I told you that she was being taken care of by the best doctors in the business, would that get you to tell us what we want to hear?" the man pulled out a chair from one of the corners and sat in front of him. "Or do I need to resort to other methods?"

There you are! Sorry, I wasn't in the mood for much else, things have been pretty bad lately and I'm in a dark place right now. Anyway, please don't hesitate to let me know what you think! Xoxxoxoooxoxo!