Disclaimer: I disclaim: Yu-Gi-Oh and Sailor Moon are not mine! (neither are any songs)

A/n: I apologize for the lack of updates, but I am finishing my AP courses now, and it is much more important to my future that they have priority over this fic. I do NOT plan on abandoning it. On the other hand, I am reviewing past chapters and I have come to realize: my terrible grammar, and the terrible length of my chapters. I will try my hardest in the future to use correct English, and write longer chapters. Sometime, I plan to revise the earlier chapters as well.

THANK YOU to all reviewers. I am touched to see there are still Rei fans in the Sailor Moon Crossovers section of fan Kudos to Kisoto for getting on my case about updating.

Without further adieu…

Chapter 5!

There was laughter.

There was music.

There was chatter.

There was a party.

………..

………at KaibaCorp.

Seto Kaiba's eye twitched as the loud commotion reached his office and the tippy-top of KaibaCorp. His fingers drummed the desk as there was a loud cheer of glee. He quietly removed himself from his seat and headed towards the elevator. His long finger jammed the button for the ground floor, as he waited patiently for the door to close…not. His foot tapped rapidly as a small red light glowed as he passed each floor of the colossal building. Of course, what elevator is not completely without salsa music.

Needless to say, if Kaiba was a wreck on the top floor, his disposition paled in comparison to his expression now.

His entire staff was having a party during working hours. There was a buffet table, chardonnay, champagne, balloons, cake, and (Kaiba twitched) a karaoke machine. People were everywhere and since parties were so rare, the ecstatic atmosphere was a bit disturbing. It wouldn't be long before the line was crossed.

He began striding past a break dancing pair towards the karaoke to pull the plug on this party when a hand firmly grabbed his arm.

"Mr. Kaiba, so glad you could join the party." Cooed a smooth voice.

Seto whirled around. At first he saw nothing. Then he looked down and smirked. The height difference between them was almost laughable.

"I should have known this was your handiwork." He glanced briefly at the petite girl in front of him clutching a shot glass in one hand. Did he see a bit of a blush across her cheeks. "Are you drunk Hino?"

"This is simply my peace offering. I think we can be friends Seto Kaiba." Rei said, laughing to herself. How absurd was that idea?

Kaiba felt the same. "You are definitely done with that." He reached forward and took her glass. "No more for you." She gave him a pouting look.

"Meanie."

Kaiba nearly burst out laughing. Oh the blackmail he could get with this if he just watched her a little longer. However, Seto knew all to well how things could backfire when dealing with this little pyro. It was dangerous to play with fire and he was walking into an oven.

"You're leaving." He grabbed her hand and began leading her towards the elevator. She giggled a bit, her hand clutched his with astonishing strength and forbid him to move. How could someone as petite as she have so much strength in a grip? Something was strange about her.

Her violet orbs flashed with a darker shade of purple as she began pulling him, which Kaiba thought quite odd. She giggled a bit more and then, he could have swore, grabbed a microphone from out of nowhere. Oh hell, it had already backfired.

"Konichiwa KaibaCorp!" Rei called out. The hall erupted in cheers. Far from sober inhabitants raised their glasses into the air. "ARE YOU ENJOYING THE PARTY?" She yelled into the microphone. Louder cheers sounded. Kaiba looked positively mortified as her hand kept a tight grip on his. He glared at her, her eyes flashing a darker shade of purple once again. "Well, you owe it all to Mr. Kaiba right here, a tribute to the partnership of Hino Corporations and KaibaCorp. (She felt Kaiba cringe) May they long be united." Her voice dripped with all the sweetness of poisoned honey.

Kaiba was positively rigid. Her malicious glare had settled on him, and he was stuck in her….powerful grasp. 'Death by burning' He inwardly raged and the plot became clear…He mentally concluded that things could not get much worse.

Then an upbeat tune blared through the karaoke system.

"Oh hell no." Kaiba mouthed, for his voice could not be heard over the music and Rei was the one with the microphone.

"Come on!" Rei yelled and began wiggling to the music, her grip made the side effects make Kaiba stumble awkwardly. "I don't want to loose, this good thing, that I got. 'Cause if I do, I will surely, surely loose a lot. But your love, is better, than any love I've known. It's like thunder, lightning, the way you love me is frightening. You better knock…

……ON WOOD!BABY!"

Rei began fervently dancing, dragging Kaiba clumsily through the process. The audience whistled and Kaiba could do nothing more then wish the Earth would open up and swallow him in a very, deep, hole. Rei continued to sing the nightmare-ishly 60's song from America while he blithered along (against his will, mind you) without an escape route. Now, Kaiba would normally be thinking murderous thoughts, and he was, but they were not quite so devastating. He briefly noted that no matter how irritating Hino may be, her voice was a pleasant, smooth alto; not the squeaky soprano pop-princess disaster. Grudgingly, it kept his destructive thoughts to a minimum.

"YOU BETTER KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK ON WOOD. YOU BETTER KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK ON WOOD." She sang the chorus while Seto could not help but feel something personal directed at him.

She finished the song with a bright, arrogant smile. Kaiba had one too. Her grip began to loosen and Kaiba finally was able to make his move. He swept her off her feet, and tossed her over his shoulder. Her gasp of shock only made his smirk more evil.

"Miss Hino wants to go try out the executive chair right now." He said with a coy smile and stalked off to the elevator, but not before turning around and barking "PARTY IS OVER!"

He smiled inside the elevator. The salsa music was never more enjoyable. Somewhere around the 86th floor, Rei got over her shock.

"You may put me down now." She hissed.

"Good show, but I knew you weren't drunk. A drunk wouldn't have had the sense to keep a grip on me like that, let alone plan that show."

"I could have planned that when I was drunk. Honestly, you think I'm daft don't you?" She squirmed slightly while trying to get a good shot for a punch.

"More or less. I would have chosen a different word: fool, brainless, slow on the uptake, thick, dense, simple-minded, imperceptive, obtuse-"

"OKAY I GET THE POINT!" Rei raged.

"But really, that was poorly executed. A baby could have planned that but you may not be far from it. I remember you're "meanie" remark while you feigned disorientation." Kaiba smirked. He knew he had won when he heard her frustrated growl.

"You are so full of it. You should have seen your face when you stepped out of the elevator. Priceless! I only wish I had a camera. Perhaps the security tapes captured it. The media would crawl to have those-"

"You run a multi-million corporation, and you still can't afford your lifestyle that you resort to paparazzi for the media to make a few quick yen? Really, what are you spending it on?" He could see he cliff, and he was about to throw her over it.

"I'm not eccentric Kaiba! If you'd just shut your blabbering mouth and think about something other than revenge maybe you'd see who I really am! For your information, I live a simple life. I don't own a lavish mansion like you do and I do …..public services in my spare time rather then lock myself in a room with my computers. I feel compassion rather then bitterness towards the world…and I know what it is to feel emotion, Kami-knows what you feel in that cold heart of yours. Bless the woman that ever loves you, if anyone ever can find it in their heart to love you. You're evil and selfish and you have never been loved or known how wonderful it is to love someone-"

"SHUT UP HINO!" Kaiba roared. He tossed her over his shoulder and onto her bum. Unconsciously, she scuttled into a corner under the furious glare he gave her. Furious was an understatement. His face had darkened over, his bright blue eyes were nearly black with rage, he never seemed taller and more looming, and Rei felt a pang of fear of what he could do in his rage. "You talk like you know everything; let's get this straight, you know nothing about me and I'm not going to privy you to that information because you're insignificant to me. We fulfill this contract, then I never want to see you again. I never want to hear your name again. You can go back to the sewer from which you slithered out and if I ever hear you speak like that to me again or about my family, you will absolutely regret the day you heard the name Seto Kaiba. Capice?" His voice was low and persuasive to the point of being deadly.

Rei shakily nodded.

The doors opened behind Kaiba with a 'ding' and he stepped out of the elevator. "Get out. You get started on your public services…if that's what they call prostitution nowadays." He said in the same tone without turning around. He jabbed the down button and the doors closed behind his muscular back.

Rei hugged her knees to her chest . There was an unfamiliar burning sensation in her eyes. For the first time in years Rei cried over a prince.

A prince who was still a boy in many ways.

The edge of the waning, red sun was now riding the western sky as it began its decent below horizon to, in quick time, reveal a majesty of the stars above. A tall, impressive brunette, padded along worn stone steps. Her pace quickened as she passed under a vibrant Torii. She approached the traditional Japanese building, and removed her trainers on the wrap-around mahogany porch. She casually shook them of their cherry blossom petals that were falling at the dawn of fall; she had collected many of them on her shoes on the journey. Her fingers clutched her blazer desperately for warmth while inwardly, she thought she was to be congratulated for predicting the weather, especially at such a fickle time; the propelling time between summer and fall where nothing was certain and any element was subject to change on a whim.

Wind chimes rattled with the cool evening fall breeze at the door as the brunette crossed though the threshold.

"Konban wa." She called while her green eyes simultaneously searched the foyer.

Sweet blowing wind

Singing down the hills and valleys

She blissfully admired a wave of fragrance wafting through the shrine.

Wait for me, you've gone much farther, too far.

The girl approached a room with a warm crackling fire. The doors were opened to allow the breeze to play the wind chimes aside the fire. Their eerie song made a strange melody as she unconsciously hummed along.

Crouched in kneeling form in front of the fire, flowed a river of ebony and attached to it, Rei.

"Rei-chan?" She called out.

No answer.

"REI?" She yelled.

The other girl snapped to attention and spun around. "Gomen Makoto-chan. I was meditating."

"No worries. However, you look like you have worries. What is wrong?" Makoto flashed her disarming smile.

"I think I just had the largest slap in the face of my life. I could not have predicted it. I was so confident; I thought I was invincible." Rei sputtered.

"How so?" Makoto cocked her head to the side with genuine concern for the senshi of fire. Very rarely had Rei humbled herself to asking for advice with her personal life. When she spoke at this level, others knew they should listen.

"It's a long story."

"Well, I know a couch in the next room and a kitchen with tea bags." Makoto offered.

Rei smiled. "Sounds great."

Some Time Later….

"Ouch." Makoto mumbled.

"You bet." Rei smiled grimly, a small cup or tea was clutched in her hand. A light vapor of steam wafted from the rim. Both girls sat on a plush couch, legs propped up on a coffee table and a fleece blanket over their legs.

"Rei I don't think I can give you any advice you don't already know-" Makoto was silenced when Rei cut her off with a wave of her hand.

"Hai, I know: I am a control-freak with the worst temper in Japan. I tend to get egotistical, overconfident and cantankerous aside from that. Everyone agrees I probably deserved it; but that doesn't solve the problem that I'm stuck with him for the next few months!" She cried with exasperation.

"Can't help you there. Just…take a back burner for a while. Call a truce, anything!"

"I'm not that desperate."

"Rei…" Makoto waggled her finger disapprovingly while mustering her most scolding voice.

"What! I said I had guilt not a pride deficiency." Rei held her hands up in defense.

"I suppose you are correct." Makoto sipped her tea and rubbed her temples.

"You seem to be stressed." Rei's violet orbs watched Makoto with genuine concern. Her normally tall posture was slumped, her dark green eyes were blackening with the dark circles under her eyes. The senshi of lightning's normally olive skin was paling. Rei was predicting gray hairs soon, and the girl was ridiculously young for that.

"I haven't had any energy lately what with these youma running amuck. It's twice as hard here because people aren't shocked to see them. They don't run away, they think it is some game! Those monsters are dangerous! Ami is in France, she can't help. Usagi can't just up and leave with ChibiUsa and Mamoru working; granted, they help when they can. Minako's songstress career has taken off and rarely is she in Japan. The outer senshi help when they can too. However reasonably, you and I are the only two senshi at disposal, and we have complicated lives too. It's just…….. exhausting." Makoto heaved a sigh.

"Makoto-chan, if you needed help you didn't have to run yourself into the ground before you asked for it. Being in my position, I can take time off as I need it. You have a restaurant to run and you can't afford to take all this time either, let alone be tired. Instead of serving food you'll be serving yourself on a silver platter to the youma. Take time off, the senshi of war and fire can handle a few days solo." Rei stated determinately.

"I couldn't do that to you!" Makoto argued.

"You're not. I'm volunteering."

"I really don't think it's a good idea." Makoto replied hastily, squaring her shoulders with determination.

"No one said it was a good idea, but it is what needs to be done." Rei replied fervently as she was washed with the passion for her purpose.

"There is no reason that one of us should sacrifice ourselves. You and the others are my family. I have to stand by you. I would never forgive myself if something happened to you because I couldn't do a little work! I would have nightmares for the rest of my life." Makoto argued passionately. If anyone knew the feeling of loss, it was Makoto. At a tender young age her parents had died in a plane crash and left her to her own. She moved from school to school, carrying the reputation of bully on her shoulder. It wasn't until Juuban and Usagi that she had had any real friends.

"Makoto-chan, have no fear for me. I can show them some poetry in motion without breaking a sweat. Do you not trust me or have confidence in my abilities?" Rei challenged.

"I have all my confidence in you. Demo, you know I have a protective nature and I could never just take a back seat." Makoto smiled weakly and finished her tea in a long sip.

"This is my ticket to avoid Kaiba, and spare him unnecessary bodily harm. I haven't had a good fight in a while. My fire skills need honing for the fall season; the last thing we need is a forest fire of dying leaves and brush preparing for winter." Rei's eyes became distant as she pondered fondly of her fire. Her index finger idly traced her cup's rim.

"Rei-chan, just promise me, that if I take a day or two off, you will not waste any time in contacting me at the first instant of trouble." Makoto shot Rei a penetrating glare. The senshi of fire nodded grimly, their silent agreement that though they were friends, they wished there wouldn't be a reason for them to contact one another. "I'm going to take a few days vacation and get some rest."

"I'm glad." Rei's gaze fell onto the clock. "It's nearly nine. I should get out there." She seemed to hesitate, then slid from under the blanket. She reached for the roof in a stretch. "Take as long as you need. Have some more tea and whatnot."

Makoto nodded. "Ganbatte." (A/n: Japanese for "good luck!")

Rei smiled.

-

Sailor Mars shivered slightly. It was a ridiculous 2 o'clock in the morning and she was still leaping from roof top to roof top. The sky was dark and the stars twinkled merrily. Oddly, she was still kicking butt and not bothering to take names. Twilight was apparently prime time for these monsters. She had off-handedly observed a few people summoning the youma for battle, however they exercised great restrain when using some sort of device on their arm. Rei hadn't thought much of it. They weren't bothering her or causing her sleep loss. Some things should just not be brought up.

'Baka youma. I should be in my soft, warm bed at this hour. Oh, whatever is responsible for keeping me up this late will pay dearly.' Rei thought testily.

With a great leap, she landed on a small shop roof near a park. She nestled herself between the towering branches of a letter 'K' that spelled out the name of the shop. Idly, she watched the flashing red radio tower lights flashing in the distance. With the golden light shining from the windows of the city, the illuminated radio towered looked a bit eerie.

A small clank alerted her to movement below her. Mars stifled a gasp. The same black mop of hair and violet eyes that she had met earlier that day emerged from the shop. 'What was his name, did he even say? Oh, someone mentioned it was Mokuba or something like that; another one of the Kaiba brats.' Rei thought with vehement emphasis on the Kaiba name. She leaned over to read the name of the shop.

'Kame Game Shop'

She quirked an eyebrow. He didn't strike her as a gamer. She decided to follow him.

Subtly was not Rei's greatest trait. Her personality did not permit it and neither did her body. Anyone who knew Rei well knew she was completely klutzy in her own way and Japan's largest hypocrite for patronizing Usagi for her clumsiness. The high heel potent red shoes did not make it easier. Uncountable times that night Sailor Mars had made some awesome maneuver to avoid Mokuba's suspicious looks over his shoulder. Her most recent one had landed her in a rose bush.

'Itai! Damn roses. I don't know what Mamoru-kun sees in them' Sailor Mars thought testily as she plucked thorns from her back. Her eyes widened in fear as the bush shook with her fidgeting.

Mokuba stared intently at the bush. Whether he could see Mars, she didn't know. She allowed her silky, black river of hair to fall over her body as much as possible.

"Who's there?" Mokuba demanded steadily.

'Think camouflage. Think camouflage.' Mars repeated the mantra in her mind as if it would save her. He began sauntering towards the bush. ' Oh who am I kidding! I get a week's peace from fighting and my instincts are shot to hell. Honestly, a rose bush! Sailor Mars, found hiding in a rose bush, stalking suspicious looking kid brother of CEO.' Mars sweat dropped as the outrageous news headlines flashed in her mind.

Her silent prayers were answered when Mokuba twirled a one-eighty. Mars used this opportunity to hide in the shadows of a thick cluster of nearby trees. Peculiarly, in the last few moments, the street lights seemed to have dimmed and fog had settled along the street. Mars squinted her eyes and tapped into her priestess powers to gaze further into the fog.

A shadow flickered, walking slowly. Sailor Mars could not tell which direction it was going. A waft of fog tickled her nose, but it wasn't wet like fog was supposed to be. It was black, thick, and smelled sweet.

Smoke.

Where there is smoke, there is fire.

All at an instant, Mokuba dashed into the smoke.

"ARE YOU STUPID?" Mars shrieked as the boy's form disappeared. "Oh my god they are as stupid as each other." Mars cried in annoyance as she began chasing the boy, cursing his daftness. Didn't he realize that this what was called a smokescreen?; a smokescreen for something much worse.

"HEY KID? WHERE ARE YOU?" Sailor mars called into the gray mass clouding her. She lost him. Just great! "MOKUBA!" She tried using his name.

The shadow appeared to her left, reflexes kicking in she darted after it. In an instant, almost like magic it vanished, then it appeared to her right. She darted again. She lunged for it, missed and connected with the hard road instead. She shook her head violently to clear her vertigo. The shadow was now in front of her and she took another leap at it and missed only she didn't land on the ground. Whatever she landed on was lumpy, and a black-mop mess.

Uh oh.

Sailor Mars scrambled to her feet. Her senses sailed with alertness. So they weren't alone after all. This awareness sent Sailor Mars into panic.

"Okay Sailor Mars. Focus. Concentrate. Hone in on it's energy. Dispel the smoke." Rei repeated softly to herself. She let her eyes slowly droop closed while outstretching her arms and curling her hands miming a sphere as if trying to grasp the energy like it was tangible. Her lungs filled with smoky air as she tried her best not to cough.

After what seemed like minutes, Mars' violet orbs snapped open. In one fluid, lightning movement she roundhouse kicked to her left.

Smack.

Inwardly she congratulated herself for nailing her…well…something in this smoke. Her target grunted, and the smoke half began to dissipate. No longer clothed by the substance was a tall man, appearing to be in his mid-twenties. His unruly, white hair fell casually around his eyes which were hazel. His black, to some extent fitting jumpsuit made him appear unearthly.

"The card." His smooth tenor voice demanded. Sailor Mars found it creepy, he seldom-to-never blinked and she could discern a changing glow in his eyes.

"Do I look like I have a card?" Mars thanked the powers that be her voice didn't waver.

"Not you. The boy." The strange man stood still and tall.

Sailor Mars positioned herself to stand protectively over Mokuba. The fog has dispersed now. The street was deserted, barely lit. "Who are you? What card?" The senshi of fire demanded.

"Information is denied to you. I am only interested in procuring the card from the boy. Failure to comply will result in your demise." He said in a monotone, taking a step closer to Sailor Mars who promptly put up her fists in a fighting stance.

"My initiative is not to hurt you. Please do not make me."

"Who are you!" Sailor Mars repeated again with more vehemence.

"E.S. Asher."

"That sounds like the serial number of a robot." Mars said, quite shocked.

"Precisely." He muttered huskily. His eyes flashed from hazel to a pale blue as he launched himself at her.

"Oh god!" Sailor Mars shrieked as she was knocked several feet back and sprawled onto the ground by his tackle. The man…err.. E.S. Asher bent down to examine Mokuba as Mars' attuned hearing could now hear some of his robot hinges in motion. Mars nearly threw herself from the ground.

"Over my dead body you heap of scrap metal." Rei cried as she launched a scorching 'Fire Soul' in his direction.

Fire Soul missed. It really missed. E.S. Asher's hinges were well oiled and that was saying something. However, his brain wasn't well oiled if he thought he was going to mess with the senshi of war and fire and get away with it.

Mars put her fists up and her opponent did the same. Simultaneously, they launched to attack. Both tapped into their enhanced speeds and strength- Mars reaching into her senshi powers and E.S. Asher to his nonhuman capabilities. Their punches, kicks and exotic martial arts moves were so quick and fluid as they veered around each other as if in a beautiful dance.

So this continued to a seemingly pause in time.

Finally, E.S. Asher punched at Sailor Mars who ducked under it, swerved under it to the left while putting her center of gravity and legs to work. She managed to put a spin of fire on her punch as it connected with E.S. Asher's side. The robot, or android as Mars had concluded after battling with it for so long, sailed into the air. When it landed on its feet (to Mars' disappointment) there was a large dent in its torso exposing some of it's electrical insides. E.S. Asher staggered a bit before its eyes returned to hazel.

"Affirmative. Left die-electric inhibitor failing. Affirmative." It muttered to itself.

Mars just stared at it stupidly.

"Summoning back-up." E.S. Asher declared. A smoke screen began filling the street again. Before she was completely immersed, Sailor Mars caught a glimpse of valves on E.S. Asher's large, robotic-looking boots…feet…things.

And just like that, E.S. Asher was gone….

……..the fog faded………

…and was replaced by three 'youma'.

Each was a new flavor of giant bird girls with annoying, piercing screeches. Their anatomy was similar to a human's, but with giant talon feet and wings hanging off their arms. The lead bird-thing had long pink hair, and a menacing stare towards Mars.

"Bring it on." Were the only words Mars had to say for herself.

It was at this time that Mokuba had decided to resume consciousness. He gingerly picked himself up minding the vertigo in his head after shaking it to clear the fog in his mind. The battle in front of him was surreal; a beautiful girl dressed in a revealing sailor uniform was clutching a bow while launching an arrow of fire at three harpie ladies. He couldn't help but feel in the pits of his stomach that this fiery angel was somehow familiar to him. Instantly as if jarred awake from his reverie his hand flew to his jean pocket. He sighed with relief as he felt the thin, rectangular object still safely tucked away.

The harpie ladies were defeated without much effort. Sailor Mars whirled around to find Mokuba staring at her with wide, amazed eyes - the kind of eyes that a child would have on Christmas morning.

"Uh…" Mars rubbed the back of her head in embarrassment. The public wasn't supposed to see a senshi this close. Their identities were not the most concealed of all things mysterious in the world. She wouldn't insult his intelligence by trying to fake it all.

"Who are you?" He asked hopefully.

"Er….I'm called Sailor Mars." Rei replied hesitantly. His face seemed to light up more if that was possible.

"I didn't think you were real! All the kids at school never believe me! Neither does my brother. Oh just wait until he hears about this! He will totally wet his pants!" Mokuba said a bit too happily.

'It figures a heartless bloke like Kaiba wouldn't believe in something as magical as the sailor senshi.' Mars thought to herself.

"Uh…wait. Maybe this isn't something you should be just passing around." Mars cautioned him with the palms of her hands.

"Well, maybe I can make you into a Duel Monsters card! Then, I can always have you watching over me in my deck!" He said eagerly.

Sailor Mars couldn't help but feel a bit touched by this boy. He seemed ever so grateful for her help. No one had actually ever said thank you to the sailor senshi. Truthfully, the senshi would never want them to say it either. It was simply an unspoken law of maintaining their identity: to maintain distant relations with the public.

"I saw how you defeated those Harpie Ladies back there! That was wicked!" Mokuba seemed to be oblivious to her cautions.

Mars found it hard to believe this was the same boy that had acted so maturely earlier. Perhaps it was a show he put on for his brother. Everyone seemed to have a mask around Seto Kaiba.

"Harpie Lady you called that?" She confirmed.

"Yeah. You familiar with Duel Monsters?"

"Only the name." She was now overly suspicious. These Duel Monsters were what she and the others called youma. There was so much ignorance in her mind, she needed to do research without getting a Kaiba suspicious. "Listen, I've got to be going. Go straight home. I'll watch over you until then. If you run into any more trouble, just…whistle and I'll come help." She added a matter-of-factly.

He nodded.

"Turn around, and then wait 10 seconds."

He did just so. When ten seconds were up, he turned around and Sailor Mars was gone.

"Just wait until I tell my brother Sailor Mars is real." Mokuba muttered happily to himself.

Chapter 5! I figured I'd make it extra long since I slacked around with this chapter. Some drama is brewing along with a pinch of complications and a dash of action.

There are several clues and double meanings to some things in this chapter. Gold stars go who can pick them up!

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