Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or Vampire Kisses Kazuki Takahashi and Ellen Schreiber do. Though I do borrow them for my own dark and dangerous needs. Mwhahaha!

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"I'm on a mission!" I screamed to Serenity, who was already waiting on the swings in Domino City Park. I told her to meet me at seven p.m. "You'll never believe what's happening!"

"You have another pair of Seto's underwear?"

"Seto who? No, this is way beyond him! Way beyond the city limits. This is totally out of this world!"

"What gives?"

"I have all the dirt on the Mansion family!"

"Oh, the vampyres?"

"You know?"

"It's all over town. Some people say it's the way they dress. Mr. Kaiba told my father they must be inhuman since they at Georgio's and held the garlic."

"But that's the Kaibas. Still, I still may have to add that to my journal. Every bit of info is crucial!"

"Is this why we're meeting?"

"Serenity, do you… believe in vampyres?"

"No."

"No?"

"No!"

"That's it? You're not even going to think about it?"

"You could have asked me that on the phone. I cut out early on a second helping of macaroni and cheese!"

"This is of major importance!"

"Are you mad? Do you want me to believe in vampyres?"

"Well…"

"Yugi, do you believe in them?"

"I've wanted to for years. But who knows? I didn't believe Rock Hudson was gay."

"Who's Rock Hudson?"

I rolled my eyes. "Never mind. I asked you to meet me here to help me out on my mission. See, the answers lie not in rumors, but in truths, and the truth lies in that Mansion. And every Saturday night Creepy Butler Man goes to Wexley's for an hour of grocery shopping. I drove by the Mansion, and they don't seem to have a security system. And if I play my cards right, Gothic Guy will be keeping to himself in his attic room of Marilyn Manson angst. He'll never hear me."

"He'll never hear you doing what?"

"Finding the truth."

"This sounds so way out."

"Thank you."

"So you need me to be at my house waiting by the phone, so when you get safely home, you can call me and share all the details?"

I stared at her hard.

"No, I need you to be my lookout."

"You know this is trespassing? Like really trespassing? Like breaking and entering?"

"Well, if I can find an open window, then I won't be breaking. I'll only be entering. And if all goes as planned, no one will be the wiser and so then I won't even be entering. I won't even get in trouble for exiting."

"I shouldn't…"

"You should."

"I can't."

"You can."

"I won't."

"You will!"

The conversation stopped. "You will!" I said, this time sternly. I hated to be bossy, but it had to be done. I got up from my swing. "I won't steal anything. You'll be an accomplice to nothing. But if I do find out something major, colossal, spectacular, totally out of this world, then we can both share the Nobel Prize."

"We have till Saturday, right?"

"Yes. Which gives me plenty of time to gather more info and comb the Mansion grounds. And you have plenty of time to-"

"Think of excuses?"

I smiled. "No, to finish you macaroni and cheese."