Hey guys, I'm back now. Sorry for the sudden hiatus. As I was writing this chapter, my oh-so-very-shallow well of creativity completely dried up. Writing the second half of this chapter was hard, probably because I kept getting stuck with so many descriptions. I know this isn't much, more like a teaser, but I plan on getting back to writing this.

*I have no idea what I'm doing with the Japanese language or names or culture, they are just influenced by all the different fanfics I've read, so please pardon any incorrectness.

**My prose is also starting to change, possibly because of English class or because the tone is starting to really annoy me, BAHAHAHA.

*** PLEASE ENJOY THIS INCOMPETENT ATTEMPT AT WRITING ***

Chapter 5

(morning)

POV Marik

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO THE DISPLAY?" Isis screamed.

"I don't know what happened! I was dutifully patrolling the museum, and when I arrived back at the display, it was replaced with a small golden coin with a symbol of Horus and Set!" Isis was really scary when she was angry.

"HOW COULD YOU LET A PETTY THIEF STEAL IT! YOU, THE ESTEEMED 'TOMB ROBBER'S RIVAL'!"

I slowly backed away, but Isis had me cornered. Her expression was furious, and I could see her brown eyes gain flecks of red. "I don't know! I didn't even sense any presences! This wasn't any petty thief, this was a professional, possibly one of the best in the world!"

She was finally beginning to calm down a tiny bit, but I had a nagging feeling she was just storing it away for later. She asked in a reasonably calm voice, "Do you know what the symbol stands for or what thieves it belongs to?"

"No. But Horus and Set are light and dark. Maybe opposite personalities? These thieves are Middle Eastern, Egyptian, or have a serious obsession with Egypt though. And these coins are really old and rare. I've never heard of thieves with this symbol. They must have been doing small jobs or were completely under the radar."

"We'd better watch out for them then. You are in charge of capturing these thieves. If you fail, you know what will be coming for you," she said menacingly. "I'm warning the other museums."

At my first chance, I dashed for the door and ran to a secluded alley. Isis was probably the only one that could instill fear in me, and this was a deeply kept secret. Imagine, me, the fearless Tomb Keeper's alter ego, the one person that makes Yugi-tachi tremble, is afraid of the Tomb Keeper's older sister! How humiliating! I'd better make preparations for the kidnapping this afternoon. It will cheer me up.

I made my way back to the warehouse on the docks to check all my supplies. After double-checking the materials, I found a bystander and dragged him into the warehouse. I tied him to a post and laughed maniacally. Oh what fun to have a little play toy!

Right as I was about to torture the little toy, I couldn't find my dagger! I quickly patted all my pockets, but it was nowhere to be found! Where the fuck did I put it! I'm positive I had it on me yesterday morning, and I never took it off. Ra damn it, so fucking thief probably lifted it yesterday when I was distracted! How the hell could I get distracted. Now I don't have my trusty dagger to play with my new toy. I rummaged around the warehouse and found a tantō. It wasn't my trusty dagger, but it was still pretty sharp. The toy's eyes had lost some of its fright when I was searching for my dagger, but he began to shake uncontrollably when he saw the tantō.

I gave him a gleeful smile and ran the edge of the blade against his jaw line, carefully nicking his skin. He froze, watching my every movement with fear filled eyes. Running the blade across my tongue, I slowly savored the taste of blood. It was almost perfect, not too metallic but quite tangy. A sadistic smile slowly crept onto my face. This toy would last quite a while. I took the blade and slashed his shirt open. A muscular and not very hairy chest stared back at me.

First to feel the kiss of my blade was the upper right corner. I ran the blade down across diagonally. Surprisingly, the toy wasn't screaming yet. He was simply whimpering very loudly. This was really annoying me. The fun couldn't really begin without any screams of pain! I slashed diagonally from the upper left corner very deeply. At last, a piercing scream erupted from the toy's throat. The fun was finally beginning! I laughed maniacally and carved a wadjet on its stomach. It was leaping majestically at a human with a spear, fangs primed and glistening. The toy continued screaming all the while. A pool of blood was beginning to form under its body. A crumbling obelisk went right above the sternum.

I deftly flipped over the toy. Its screams were beginning to weaken, so I had to work quickly. I carefully carved my signature, a giant Anubis, on its back. Because I was using a different knife, the cuts weren't as precise. It really saddened me, and I savagely sliced in compensation. The toy's vertebrae glistened as Anubis's jeweled clothing and eye. The toy had fainted from blood loss, so I quickly bound all of the wounds tightly. My throat was beginning to become raw from cackling so much, but this toy was surely worth it. It broke under my masterful ministrations, even though it resisted a bit in the beginning! The crimson blood began seeping into the dirt ground while I licked the tantō clean. I moved the unconscious toy to the storage corner. It was now time to kidnap the stupid little light. That toy was a great fun.

I gathered all the materials, and while double-checking the bag, I found my dagger! I was put right back into a foul mood. How could I miss it! Playtime would have been much interesting and fun if I had had the dagger! My seething anger would not be good for the light. I grabbed the bag and headed out of the warehouse. Glowering at any who made eye contact, I headed over to the game shop.

POV Yugi

When I woke up this morning, I couldn't move a muscle. Gathering up all my will power, I rolled out of bed and fell onto the ground, groaning when pain erupted along my back. I crawled to the bathroom and turned the hot water on. Slowly peeling off my pajamas, I got into the bath, allowing the scalding water to sooth my muscles. The hot water was really relaxing, and I began nodding off. I was forcefully awakened half an hour later when someone pounded on the door. "Hullo?" I groggily said.

"Yugi? Hurry up and get out of the bathroom. We've got work to do," Seto's voice replied.

"Eurgh. Ooo-kaaaay," I said slowly while yawning hugely. I drained the cold water and took a shower with more hot water. Rummaging in the cabinet, I found a fluffy white bathrobe. When I finally got myself dressed, I glanced at the clock. It was 10 o'clock? Gah! I ran down the stairs as quickly as I could, completely forgetting about my aching body. When I arrived at the dining table, my brain finally acknowledged the pain and I collapsed into a chair. Seto's eyes tracked my path with amused eyes. I feebly glared back at him and began munching on my breakfast. I finished two more helpings before I was finally stuffed. Looking up from my plate, I saw that Seto was still working.

He finished up whatever it was that he was working and gently closed the laptop. He gazed at me for a moment before speaking. "Why can't you walk," he said flatly.

Oh, shoot. What am I going to tell him? I can't just say I was practicing with a dagger. Um, hopefully he'll believe me. "I was exerting myself a little more than normal yesterday," I replied with a hopefully level voice.

He just stared at me for a few seconds before picking up the laptop and walking out the room. "Go get more clothing today. You're in no shape to work," he said over his shoulder.

I got up as he exited and went to get a bag. Getting a bag entailed a slow, painful trek up the stairs, into my room, and back down the stairs. When I finally made my way to the front door, sweat had started to bead on my forehead. A butler stopped me when I tried to open the door. He whispered, "Limo." I turned and followed him to the limo and told the driver to take me to the Kame Game Shop. I was still extremely tired, but we arrived just as I was nodding off. I told the driver to wait 15 minutes and entered the shop.

POV Yami

The ringing bell in the shop interrupted my rare day of quiet. I had just woken up because my friends were too busy to hang out today. I went to see who it was and was very surprised to see a head of hair similar to mine. "Yugi!" I cried enthusiastically while hugging him. I didn't notice that his body was completely stiff in my warm embrace. A minute later, I placed my hands on his shoulders and pushed him away a little to get a better look at him. He looked the same except for a slightly odd expression on his face. "What are you doing here? Where have you been?"

He slid from under my hands and walked past me. "I'm getting some clothes and staying at a friend's," he said curtly. I reached out and grabbed his hand, but the physical contact felt really awkward and warm, so I dropped it.

He was leaving, so I had to quickly gather up my courage to ask him the question that had been on my mind since yesterday. "Umm, what was…uh…with yesterday's, um, actions?" I nervously asked. I could feel the heat blooming in my cheeks.

"What," Yugi tersely replied.

"Well, uhh, did you really…umm…have..errr… fe..fee…feelings for me? Because I'm not…uhh… really sure if I feel the same way…" I bit my lip in apprehension, waiting for his answer. My now, my face was beet red, and I couldn't find it in me to continue looking at him. The floor was enticingly sparkly, and I noticed for the first time all the little flecks of irregularities in the tile.

There was a pause as I waited for his reply, not daring to look back up. When the silence began to stretch a tad more than I was comfortable with, I finally looked back up at him for a moment. He simply glared darkly at me and shoved past me. I thought I caught a glimpse of his expression flickering from something before the glare, but that could have been my imagination. I stood there dumbly, watching Yugi's receding back. What did I say? Why did he get even angrier? I don't think I did anything wrong; after all, it was just an honest question stemming from his actions. Right, it couldn't have been me because he was the one who started this "mess". Maybe it was all just a joke to him…noo, that's not possible. Aibou would never play such a cruel prank on me. I should probably ask Anzu about it. She'll know what to make of the situation.

POV Yugi

I could barely contain my laughter as I made my way up to the room. He completely fell for it! And he probably hasn't even noticed the absence of the real Puzzle, buckle, or coin! What an obtuse pharaoh, I thought as I went straight to the dresser, not bothering to look around. Unexpectedly, everything was in its proper place, with nothing rumpled, missing, nor misplaced. Yami normally stole whatever he wanted whenever he wanted. Just by looking at my clothing in the dresser was pissing me off. Quickly stuffing as many outfits into the bag, I sharply turned around to head for the door only to encounter a small cotton cloth stinking of some sort of chemical (chloroform). The effects were nearly instantaneous: my eyelids and limbs became heavy, and I couldn't even get a blurry glimpse of the kidnapper.

A cramped muscle jolted me awake, and I hit my head on the sharp corner of a metal substance. Barely suppressing a cry of pain, I slowly looked around at my surroundings and rubbed the place where I hit my head. Both my legs and hands were tightly bound. I couldn't make out anything in the darkness, but there were some areas where things seemed to loom. My light shuffling made some dust rise, and I couldn't suppress the incoming sneeze. My "achoo!" echoed ominously around the building: its sound waves crazily bouncing around.

A door suddenly opened and allowed some nighttime light to filter in. Nothing in the building was illuminated and only a silhouette could be seen; however, the person could be instantly recognized because of the distinct, jagged, wild hairstyle, even with my blinded eyes. Leaving the door open, he briskly walked over to my area and yanked me towards him. Dragging me some ways away, he yanked on a cord to flood the building with light. I was forced to squint to allow my eyes to adjust to the sudden light. Once my eyes were a bit more accustomed, I glanced around at my surroundings.

I was in a musty warehouse with a low ceiling and only a few boxes occupying "my" corner. Dust was settled everywhere on the ground. There were no windows and only one door, the open one. A small black bag filled with some things was situated next to the place where I was dumped. I was kneeled on dark, dry bloodstains. Above me was a bare bulb hanging low from the ceiling with the on-off cord dangling on the side. After my survey, I looked at my captor, nervously awaiting his next actions.

He slowly paced around me, examining me as if I was a disgusting beetle. My eyes followed his every movement. After making a few rounds, he yanked my head up by my hair and scrutinized my face. Muttering to himself, he peered at me for a few more moments before storming out and slamming the door shut.

I was still tied up, my scalp burning from the pain. Trying to loosen the bonds on my wrists, I simply rubbed my wrists raw. Since I couldn't get my arms to the front, I had to work on my ankle bonds blindly. My coordination was awful, and I couldn't loosen the bonds. I finally gave up when my hands became numb. Making a small moan, I curled up as best I could and tried to rest on the uncomfortable ground. I knew I shouldn't try to hope for rescue from Yami, but it was at a time like this that I really wanted his help.

Okeydokeys, here you go. There will be something coming up in the next chapter (although I have absolutely not an inkling of what it will be). Maybe I should use the other characters more. I actually have this semi-great idea for Yugi and Bakura (involving a Car and a Motorcycle and possible a certain platinum-haired fellow).

Okay, I'll "see you in the morning". MWUAHAHAHAHAHA