Disclaimer: Okay, everyone here class? Yes? Good. Now let us proceed. I will now write down some notes on the board. - scribble, scribble- and you, random person in the first row, read them out loud to me. RPITFR: "Remo Con is completely broke and living no where near Japan. She owns more books then necessary, but nothing pertaining to Yu-Gi-Oh. She merely borrows them to toy with them and cause them all misery." -glare- "I mean, make them all completely happy." Better.

CHAPTER 6: Send to Agent

She was a complicated being. Full of anger, full of passion, but most deeply rooted in the core of her being was a terrible self-loathing, and it was from a desire to mask that feeling all of the rest sprung up. She could capture, torture and kill almost anyone on earth, but at the same time what she feared more than anything else was loneliness, and so in paradox she strove to keep people away to prove to herself that she needed no one.

She could watch the pain and sufferings of others without so much as a flinch, but a sunset often times made her weepy. Outwardly she portrayed evil to its fullest extent, with her blood red eyes and shadow like tendencies, but inside screamed an inside, blue-eyed girl who cherished deeply the good in life.

And it was so- two people, melded together into one, two personalities clashing together, balance between them unattainable- in the beginning.

However, through all the strife and inner turmoil a common goal was reached. Seto Kaiba. Both halves wanted him, both halves decided upon needing him, but both found themselves unable to get him, because the body in which they resided suffered because of their war. So help was sought. And the help received was an evil more deeply rooted in the very being of the war than could be imagined.

But it had set them free- and in doing so created her, the end result of the two's utter desperation.

Now she stood in the grotesque hovel the evil resided in, her three most recent, and decidedly most important, captures sprawled out on the floor, even in the gift of unconsciousness an expression of pain smeared across their faces. He stood behind her, watching her, she knew, to test her loyalty. To test her courage.

He said nothing, but he had never once said anything to her. Not even when she had first sought his help, he had always been silent. But that was sometimes worse, she thought with a cold shiver of fear fluttering briefly inside her, than any amount of yelling or cursing she normally found in people.

He wanted her to do it. It was on this one moment her fate could hang, and yet it was now that she chose to hesitate, it was not her good half yelled loudly that she was doing wrong, that perhaps even Seto Kaiba was not worth this…and for the first time, her darker half even had nothing to say in return. Her two halves had never been in agreement before. She did not like that they were now.

His gaze intensified, the hair on the back of her neck prickled. She took a deep, shuddering breath, and though her insides were screaming at her to stop, she raised up her hand, a knife resting firmly in place, and she brought it down upon…

He was pleased. She could tell. But now she was fully revolted with herself.

LETSCALLTHISTHEPRETTYLINETOSEPERATESCENES

That morning Seto awoke to find Joey in his arms. The blond shifted a little but going back into a deep, deep sleep. Seto was hardly complaining, after all, it was Joey in his bed with him. Hardly something to whine about.

But at the same time his mind was reeling. Joey had never stayed over before- ever. Not that they had slept together or anything close to that from what Seto could tell, but since that wasn't the case, Seto became even more baffled. What had happened last night? He tried to think, but the kept drawing a big blank. In fact, he couldn't remember anything about yesterday at all.

"What the," he said quietly to himself. He turned over and looked at the clock beside his bed. 6:30. Wow. That was really late for him. But, he supposed, since it summer he could sleep late for one day.

At least that's what he thought until he looked at the calendar next to the clock.

September 5.

"Oh shit," he said, shooting up out of bed. Joey tumbled out of his arms and landed with a thump, waking him instantly.

"Wha-?" Joey said sleepily, rubbing his eyes. "Wha's goin' on?"

"School," Seto hissed.

"Huh?"

"School starts today," Seto said, stressing the word today. "In about forty-five minutes."

"What!" Joey yelped, shooting up as well. "What are we going to do?"

"We're going to take five minute showers, get dressed, and leave," Seto instructed. "Borrow some pants and shirts and use the bathroom down the hall." Joey nodded and in their haste induced panic, neither questioned the events of the previous day as they practically ran to get ready.

Seto jumped into the shower and turned on the water, fast. It shot out burning out.

"Shit!" he yelped as it scalded him. He frantically turn the heat down until it became a suitable temperature, then he breathed a sigh of relief. All right, he had five minutes. Hardly time to wash his hair and his body and then get out, comb his hair, get dressed, get out of the bathroom, wake up Mokuba and then cart himself and Joey off in time to make it for the first bell. So he settled for taking a glob of soap, putting it on the puff ball Mokuba had insisted on buying him last year (and being the kind of brother he was he had used it ever since) and lathering himself up.

As he rinsed himself off it briefly entered his mind again the conundrum of Joey's presence here, but as soon as he was washed off completely and shut off the water, it had once again flown completely out of his mind.

He dressed in record time and was soon knocking loudly on Mokuba's bedroom door, which got him a loud moan from somewhere inside the frightful territory.

"G'way!"

"Get up!" Seto shot back impatiently.

"No," Mokuba yelled back stubbornly.

"Yes!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"Havin' a problem?" Joey inquired as she slipped up from behind. Seto turned briefly to scowl at him.

"Ha, ha," Seto answered sarcastically, still pounding on the door. "Get up now Mokuba! You had better not be late to school- and believe me I'll find out if you are!"

"Fine, jerk," Mokuba huffed. "I'm up."

"Good. See you later then."

"Yeah," Mokuba said, a sullen note prominent in his voice as Seto heard him step onto the floor.

"Come on," he said to Joey. "Let's try not to be late."

"Ya don' think bein' late for the first day of senior year's a good thing?"

"Not generally." Joey displayed a look of over-exaggerated surprise on his face.

"Really? I woulda had ya down as the type a guy who'd love dat."

"Very funny," Seto said, shooting an ice-cold glare at Joey. That was the end of that particular conversation.

LETSCALLTHISTHEPRETTYLINETOSEPERATESCENES

When they arrived at Domino High they found that it looked exactly as it had last year, and the year before that. Still the same mass of students swarming all over the place, still the same teachers looking less than happy to be teaching said mass, and still the same bright outlook of another one hundred and eighty days following of the same picture.

"I'm gonna miss dis next year," Joey sighed. Seto snorted.

"I'm not." Joey poked him in the side.

"Could ya be less sentimental?"

"If you want," Seto said, enjoying teasing Joey.

"Your hopeless. Let's go find Yug and da rest of da gang," Joey said. For some reason hearing Yugi's name sparked something in Seto's head. It flickered there for a moment, just out of reach before disappearing. Seto shrugged it off. It was probably nothing.

But a shroud of uneasiness came over him later when neither Yugi, nor Yami, nor Ryou, nor Bakura was anywhere to be found. Tea, Tristan and Duke were found easily enough, but oddly they hadn't seen the other four either.

"And you know," Tea said slowly. "Yugi hasn't been returning my calls for the past few days."

"You don't think something happened to them, do you?" Tristan asked, worried. Tea shrugged.

"I don't know. Maybe they'll be coming in later. I mean, I know I almost forget school started today."

"I did forget," Joey added.

"Then why are you here?" Tristan inquired.

"'Cause Seto reminded me," Joey said with a little laugh, remembering how worried they had been this morning.

"He actually called you to make sure you remember?" Tristan said in disbelief. "Wow."

"Well, um," Joey hesitated. Only now did he realize where he had been this morning. Quickly he made up his mind. "Yeah. Well, he does know me!" Tristan snorted.

"You have point there my friend." The bell rang and the schoolyard emptied.

"We should probably get going," Seto said.

"What if dey don't show up?" Joey whispered to him as the other three walked away.

"Then we'll call to make sure they're all right," Seto said soothingly. "But I'm sure they're just running a little late."

"I hope you're right," Joey said, his eyes worried. Seto kissed his gently on the lips.

"Don't worry," he said as they broke away. "See you at lunch." Joey nodded, but as Seto watched him leave, a lump of fear grew in his stomach. He had told Joey not to worry, but that didn't mean he couldn't. Four of their friends were missing, and he couldn't remember yesterday at all. Something was going on, and he had a feeling that it wasn't good.

Next Chapter:

It was lunchtime and none of the four had shown up. Joey could see that as he walked across the lawn outside to where they all had lunch together. Tea, Tristan, and Duke all sat there, but that was all. Now Seto was gone too. He took a deep breath to try and calm himself, his nerves starting to become seriously rattled. Seto would be along soon enough. After all, he had been here this morning, and he had promised to come. He couldn't have disappeared as well…

cowering in a corner- Don't hurt me -pleading- I swear, I meant to update sooner. Really. It was all planned out, in fact it was all planned out over, and over, and over. -looks around- But the important thing is that the chapter is here. Right? Right. -realizes she talking to an empty room- Hang on, where did everyone go? DON'T TELL ME THAT A SIX MONTH LASPE IN UPDATING HAD SCARED YOU ALL AWAY! -breaks down in pathetic tears-

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