MERRY CHRISTMAS, LOVELY READERS!

Big thanks to everyone for being so patient, I really appreciate it. This will be pretty hectic this holiday season so I have a little something in store for all of you: this will be a special chapter with multiple parts with no rules applied. A few chapters within a chapter, if you will. This is a gift to Jade546, so I hope you enjoy it! I don't own rights to YuGiOh! 5Ds but I do own this FanFiction. Hope you enjoy!

Christmas Special:

Part 2: Nightmares and Racing Hearts

Shattering woke Yusei from his slumber, causing him to bolt upright and dash down the hall. It had come from Akiza's room! Almost causing the door to come off its hinges, he threw it open and hurried to the bed where a sobbing Akzia rocked, her eyes wide and locked on the fallen lamp she had thrown. He whispered her name as he collected her in his arms and began to rub her back soothingly.

"Yusei…" Her croak made his entire body stiffen as she trembled.

"Akiza, it was only a dream," he soothed, moving to sit on the bed. "Was it about Star and Bullet?" When he didn't receive an answer, he shifted fully onto the bed and pulled her into his lap. "They loved you so much, their little hearts would break if they saw you now. Star would be pawing at your face and giving you kisses while Bullet would be making attempts to make you smile." She finally shook her head. So the dream hadn't been about them. "Was it about your work?" Another shake. "Losing control of your powers?"

"That was last night…" she whispered. His concern grew as tremors began to overtake her body. "Why?..." she whimpered, her arms enclosing around herself. "Why is it that every night I try to sleep, all that it accomplishes is scaring me even more than I was the previous day." Her head rose and rested against his collar bone. Her skin had a thin sheen of cold sweat, making her pale skin glisten in the waning moon's glow coming in through the window and her usually well-groomed hair was matted with knots. Yusei couldn't help but wonder how long she had been awake. "This time was different than the others, it felt different. It felt as though I was watching the events unfold, as if I was at a distance, but this time I was trapped in someone that wasn't me. I welcomed him, even wanted him." A shiver shook her body as her already pale skin grew a few shades green. "The way he would…touch me...as if I was some sort of delicacy dish…it sent my skin crawling… His hands were everywhere; my face, arms, legs… and then it wasn't just his hands… I thought I had woken up when he bit my shoulder…"

Yusei released her as she pulled away, his concerned sapphires meeting her dull caramel. "Akiza, you are a strong person. There's a part of you that is probably wishing you had given into his advances just so none of this had happened. Something in you at the time knew that he wasn't to be trusted and it was right. You trusted your gut, your instinct, and you can't let him twist you into thinking otherwise." On the nightstand sat the jammer and the he was relieved to see that the little light was lit. That meant that it was interfering the chip implant in some way. "you're here, with me, in New Domino." The tension in her body seemed to dissipate the more he spoke to her in soothing tones. His heart clenched painfully as she begged him to not leave her side. "There's no where else I would rather be." he whispered, gently kissing her hair as she wrapped her arms around his torso.

They slowly pulled apart as a sound came from within the house; soft clicking with the occasional tap. Wide panic filled caramels bore into calm stoic sapphires as he moved to stand, her head shaking as he held a finger up to his lips. Yusei moved with almost cat-like grace as he moved to the open doorway and leaned ever so slightly through the doorway. He instantly moved so his back was against the wall as the sound intensified and was followed by the sound of something impacting wood. Was it a burglar? The alarm would have gone off the second someone would have entered his property boundary. His phone was sitting on his own nightstand, but that was next door. A light tap on his shoulder turned his attention from the sounds coming from downstairs to his girlfriend, who was holding up her own phone. As quickly as he could, he logged-in to the private wifi that he had set up for his security and steeled himself.

The live feed showed a shadowy figure moving around in the kitchen. One of the motion activated lights was triggered, causing the figure to turn away from the nearest camera and dart into the living room. "Wait here." he whispered, returning her phone. "If I'm not back into ten minutes, hit the number six. It will notify all nearby officers, including Crow, and send a distress signal to the hospital."

"You can't seriously think that I'm going to stay up here while you go down there and face whoever is down there. What if they're armed?" Her eyes widened as he pressed his hand against the wall and a secret panel appeared, opening to reveal a polished black stained box. Akiza's eyebrows rose as he revealed a baton that extended to four feet with a flick of his wrist and a small black pistol. "Yusei Fudo!"

His hand instantly appeared on her mouth at her sudden increase in volume, his eyes locking on her own. "Jack, Crow, and I grew up as orphans. Living on the streets was tough and violent so it was natural for us to learn how to defend ourselves." He removed his hand as her eyes and stature calmed, offering an apologetic look. "I won't stop you from coming, but don't be surprised if I have to resort to physical methods."

"Let's see what you got," she nodded, moving out of his way so he could lead. "fearless one."

Suppressing an eyeroll, he slipped ahead of her and took the first cautious step out of the room. The movement from bellow was becoming louder. It wasn't until they were halfway that they began to see a shape moving in the living room. It seemed as though they were looking for something among the gifts they had wrapped. The presents were being tossed all around the place, a few ending up in the hallway. Yusei could feel the panic radiating from the woman behind him quickly dissipate into anger. He held up a hand as the shadow suddenly stopped moving, made a motion for her to stay put on the stairs, slowly descended down the last few stairs so that he was on the ground floor.

The figure had fallen still, its attention fixated on something in its hand before it raised it to its ear. "I'm here and have the homing beacon. I could lose my job for this." Yusei glanced upwards, his questioning eyes meeting Akiza's and earned a shake. Neither recognized the masculine voice. "Damnit, I'm sick and tired of your games. Give my daughter back to me!...She's only ten years old!...You took my wife away and now you've taken my daughter…"

Yusei craned his neck as far as it would go so that he could peer into the living and felt time freeze as he spotted a familiar logo on the shadow's bicep: two white triangles entwined together to form a decorative "N" and a cobalt "D" framed with vines. It was the delivery service that the mall uses for home deliveries. Tucking the pistol into the back waistband of his gymn shorts and retracted the baton until it was its original length (approximately four inches), before stepping out into the living room.

The figure's head shot in his direction, confirming his suspicions. He was none other than the deliveryman that had helped Yusei unload the shopping finds from the van just a few hours ago. The older man's expression instantly became pained and was about to speak when Yusei held up a finger to his lips and gestured for him not to talk unless it was to the person on the phone in his hand. The man nodded in understanding and turned his attention back to the phone as the screen lit up. His expression twisted in concern as a picture of a young girl playing with a doll filled the screen. "Lexi! Baby girl, are you okay?" The girl grinned up into the phone as a dismembered voice explained that she was fine. "Why are you doing this?!"

"To get back what is rightfully mine." And the line went dead.

The lights flipped on with a quick touch of Yusei's fingers across the panel, revealing the man's distressed features. "I had no choice." The man's eyes teared as he explained that he had woken to find his daughter's bed empty and a TrakPhone (very early stage of a cellphone that is untraceable) with instructions. "It said that if I didn't follow their orders to the max, I would never get to see my baby girl again. They've already taken my wife from me, I can't lose the last thing I love!"

"Calm down and tell me what they had you do." Yusei listened intently as the man went into detail; the party responsible had planted a homing device on one of the packages before it was dropped off and he was ordered to retrieve it. Nothing was making sense, no matter how hard Yusei wracked his brain. "You said they took your wife?"

"They killed her the last time I didn't follow their orders," the man hung his head. "she was the gal I had told you about. I was so caught up in things that weren't my concern and by the time I had retreated, she had already…" His tears finally spilled as he fell to his kneels. "Maxine… I'm so sorry…"

Yusei turned away from the broken man, taking a step back into the hallway. "It's alright, come on down." His heart stalled when he found the staircase empty. The kitchen was still dark so there was no indication that she had come the rest of the way down. Had she gone back upstairs? "Akiza?"

Bewilderment filled him as a small lithe figure came bouncing down the stairs, a familiar doll clenched tightly in her hand. Her nightshirt, My Little Pony themed, was slightly wrinkled and her curly blonde tresses were messy. "Pa?" The deliveryman instantly appeared in the hallway, running up the stairs and collecting the little girl in his arms.

Realization hit Yusei the longer his calls for Akiza remained unanswered. This whole thing… had been nothing but a setup. His grip on the baton tightened so much it nearly bent the metal. "I suggest you return home." He moved to the front door and held it open for them, his bangs falling to cast a shadow over his eyes. "I don't blame you for anything that has or will happen. I want nothing but smiles for the rest of your days. Please, don't blame yourselves. Your wife, your mother, would not want you to think that way." It wasn't until they had driven out of sight that he closed the door. The only testimony to his inner fury was the slight occasional twitch of his lip. "Enough is enough, you sick bastard. I'm coming for you."

That is the second part! Stay tuned for Part 3!