Well, it is a real relief that I haven't been forgotten in being gone for so long. Thanks for the reviews; they mean so much to me! It's just great, and I promise more updates! Unfortunately, I do hope that this story will be finished soon, though I hate to see it end! People just seem to love it! Sadly…I can only see it reach twenty chapters at the most before it ends.

Anyway, enough of my blabbing! Oh, due to the weary issue that replying to reviews may be an offence, I'll send out the replies to everyone by email, you should have received them. If not, it was because you didn't show your email address in your profile so I could not send it. If you review the chapter, put your email in so I can send a reply to you, since you all deserve it for being such great readers!

Back to the story! Sorry again if it sucks since it's a bit short and pointless. I would have put more in but I really wanted to have something posted.

Also, I give great thanks to thekoolkitty, whom the character Kitty is based on. She is a great inspiration, but more importantly, a great friend.

Chapter 15: Danger Arises

The sound of clicking from a keyboard ricocheted through the vast interior of the office on top of the Kaiba Corp Building. So far it had been an extremely unusual day, since the utter quiet of the floor where the CEO of the company resided had not been penetrated since this morning. It was extremely strange for there to be no shouts or fierce comments from the young executive for so long, and quite frankly no one wanted to jinx such a miracle, so avoided the entire floor if they could help it.

Behind large wooden panelled doors, Seto Kaiba contentedly typed away on his laptop, as if in a trance. It had been a relatively easy morning for him, not one screw up and no need for him to raise his voice. This meant he was able to get double the work he planned completed in the time. Though he knew he was often told he worked too hard and going into overdrive was not advisable for his stress levels, he didn't care. It was today in particular he considered such a calculated wonder (he refused to believe in luck whatsoever) extra special.

Getting this out the way, he would feel better when he wound down later on, since he had arranged to take a long weekend break for once to take care of more family related matters. For the first time in a good long while, he smiled to himself. Recently he had more reason to escape from work. Funnily enough, it related to the press when they first covered the time he had avoided business for personal reasons; ones that would have to come out in the open shortly, which he hoped would not be as bad as he thought.

Only a few days ago he finally explained the situation fully to those involved; his brother Mokuba, his staff, and Melisanne, who had in turn shared the information with her siblings, translating it into Chinese for them. It was crucial for them to understand, even though they were a bit young to comprehend, since it would result in them finding themselves in another new home along with Mokuba and their sister; his.

With the paparazzi now finally clueing in that the news of the most popular (and until recently cold) billionaire in the world was in a serious relationship was not just a tabloid rumour, action had to be taken. It was best to get this in the open, to have the truth out before the press started making up their own versions of things and letting a lying scandal loose. In the best of decisions, it was safer for the Chinese girl as well as her nine-year-old brother and four-year-old sister to live in the mansion with him and Mokuba. There was security and protection for them there, where as staying in their nice down town apartment he provided, they were more than likely to get cornered by reporters.

Over the time he had off, Seto was going to schedule a press conference where he and Melisanne would take liberty to answer all questions on their meeting and developed relationship. He was till considering whether or not to have their engagement out in the open or not. It would make sense to avoid having to announce it later and go through more fuss, even to explain it would last for around five years at least till they were older before marrying. Then again, the last thing they needed was another reason for the press to stalk them until their wedding!

'It's times like this I wish there was no law against assaulting the paparazzi.' he grumbled to himself. Checking his watch, he blinked in surprise at the time. He was traditionally known as the member of the Kaiba family to get delayed, but not this time. The limousine with his brother and soon to be family should have arrived half and hour ago. Strange…

"Ronald," the CEO barked into the intercom. "Has Mokuba and Melisanne left the mansion yet? They still haven't arrived at Kaiba Corp."

"I'm sorry Mr Kaiba, according to the housekeeper they left in plenty of time to pick you up, they should be there by now." the man replied through the device static.

Tapping his fingers on the desk impatiently, and with some concern, the icy eyed male rose from his desk and stalked over to the window. Perhaps he could spot them driving along the main road towards the building. Instead he looked down to see a horrific sight before him.

Police sirens droned as squad cars sped by trying to catch up to a group of speeding motorcycles. People walking out on the streets dashed for cover inside houses and shops as gunshots exploded into the air. It looked like the whole city was in jeopardy, just like the first day the gang had rode into Domino…

It was then that the true fear sank into the businessman's mind. If this was happening everywhere again, that these crooks where causing more chaos, perhaps…

'No, not again! They won't get away with it this time!'

In a flash, Seto had grabbed his trenchcoat, dashed out of the office and into the elevator. Any previous though of the press being his biggest worry was forgotten as the doors slide open in the base garage level of the building. All that was on his mind now was getting to the people he cared about before these punks did. With that, he jumped into the black sports car he had decided to drive to work that morning and sped off down the route he hoped the limousine would have taken.

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"Hey Kitty! You okay up here? Bloody hell, it's Armageddon outside!"

Said girl turned to see Joey flying upstairs from the shop, skid to halt beside her and stare out the window she had been sitting at. They both watched in horror as the two gangsters used chains to smash to the car doors, and once again screams echoed out from the broken sunroof.

"I hate to think whose stuck in there. I feel rotten for what they're going through…"

"Joey, the license plate! Look!" the girl pointed out. Squinting, the blonde man could make out the bent piece of metal on the ground, twisted out of shape, but the numbers where still visible as…KCorp01.

"You see, that's Kaiba's limo."

"Oh…then I take about what I said about feeling bad…"

"This isn't the time for you to be spiting your old rival Joey Wheeler!" Kitty shouted at the top of her lungs, making the male jump out of his skin.

"Alright, sorry! But it's not like Kaiba can't handle himself, I hate to admit it, but he's pretty tough, he'll plough through them like a bull whose seem the colour red!" he spoke confidently, but the young woman had other worries.

"Just because it's his limo does not mean he's the one inside it…"she muttered in concern, before hearing someone else rush upstairs.

"Everything okay up here? Joey? Kitten?" Yugi called as he appeared in the apartment and in no time flat was beside them looking at the carnage outside. "I was worried for a second. What's happening outside?"

"Looks like Kaiba is in big trouble, but I was telling your girlfriend he should be able to beat em off, and if he can't…I'm sure we can get discount flowers somewhere…"

"Joey!" the couple yelled at him, making the taller male cringe again.

"What, I'm not gonna fork out good money for a fancy bouquet for rich boys funeral." He retorted, missing the point entirely, which would have made the other two point out his ignorance and probably anime-fall if not for the serious crisis at the moment.

"We better help him, it's not right for anyone to face the Death Riders alone, you don't know what extremes they will go to, I do! It's my fault they're here in the first place!" the gothic girl whimpered with guilt. Thankfully her boyfriend pulled her into an embrace and attempted to soothe her by stroking her hair to hush her.

The three soon looked back to see the two bulky men smashing the front windscreen, and were horrified to see the chauffeur being dragged out of the car and punched till he fell backwards onto the concrete pavement. Joey tightened his hands into fists till his knuckles were white, while Yugi gripped his Kitten closer to him, both possessively and protectively. Something would have to be done quickly, since one of the punks was already climbing off his bike and heading for the passenger door of the vehicle.

"Um…like I said…Kaiba can take them…"the blonde assured, though his own voice now shook with some doubt and fear of his own. This soon increased when he saw his best friend pale in thought.

"But Joey…isn't Kaiba supposed to be launching a new game system tomorrow? He would be working long hours at the company headquarters and at home to get it ready, he even said he wouldn't be coming round today since he would be so busy."

"Then, if it ain't rich boy…" the young man questioned, gazing back as he heard more shouts from the limousines backseat.

"Who's trapped in there?" the female bit her lip as she finished Joey's question for him. There was a dread that they all knew there would only be one person besides the CEO who would use the car, which was why they were all soon running back down the stairs to the shop level.

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The gentle jingle of the bells hanging over the shop door contrasted the loud smashing of the car window. Three teens looked in horror at seeing two ugly thugs doing everything they could to tear the piece of metal known as the limousine to shreds. They even seemed to enjoy it, as they laughed heartily, drowning out the cries for help inside the vehicle.

These two brutes were bigger and a lot nastier looking than Razor had appeared, even though it was hard to believe. The first had his long matted hair in dreadlocks; sharp silver eyes piercing everything he gazed up. The other has his wild mane tied back in a ponytail, orbs of pure grey steel peered over shaded sunglasses. Both in dark and foreboding biker attire, they wore ripped jeans and shirts, but intimidated people mainly with the brass knuckles on their fists.

They both beamed evilly at their luck; not only did they get to wreck and hopefully loot the fancy car they had been chasing, but now they were in front of the small store their boss had said the little Kitty-Kat was hiding in. Of course, they had been instructed not to do anything with the girl who had fled their clutches; pulling her in was the boss's privilege alone. Anyone who took that from him…they shuddered at the thought. But they had their own plans not involving Drakes little pet.

It was only fair; they were after the said runt who supposedly had did away with another gang member Razor. It was personal, and they took it very seriously. Despite knowing they might get in big trouble with Drake for this (he also wanted to deal with the midget who took his property in the first place) they had a principle to uphold, one of strong bonds.

It was only when they heard the crunch of glass underneath someone's feet did they turn around from their fun.

"Okay you two, the fun's over! Back away from that car or else!" the blonde warned, stamping his foot shaking his fist. The men just looked at each with amused expressions; this was going to be fun.