A Monopoly Of Blue Eyes

by FeistyFox

He had refused to believe in his past, refused to be sucked into the fairytale that had been hurled at him again and again. But it appeared that his past had found him whether he wanted it or not. She was here… sitting right here in his class, this ghost from the ancient past, looking exactly as he remembered, exactly how she did in his dreams and the visions he had been shown.

26. Chapter 26

Chapter 26: Logistics Management

Standing impatiently in the lobby of Kaiba Corp he waited for the last of the marketing team to clear out so he could inspect what they had set up. With the tournament set to start in less than ten hours he had wanted to be very sure every duelist that could possibly be this man showed up here so he could get them on tape and see if they matched anyone that his security team had flagged as a possible threat during his duel at Kaiba Land. He was still beyond frustrated that nothing substantial had been found despite all the security measures that had been put in place before the demonstration with Keith for no other reason than general safety concerns. Not that he could reasonably expected a shadow game in another world to be stopped, but there had to be something that happened leading to that. There had to be some clue that someone had overlooked, because that man had gotten into his duel somehow. He had opened the gateway to the shadow realm in the park itself, meaning he had been there to do it. When the video footage for that part of the facility came up as nothing but a static blur he had fully lost the very tentative control he had on his temper with Sarah near to dead in the hospital. That had set his entire security team at the park in hot water as he demanded an explanation for it, which none of them could provide save to say the computer system for the security cameras had been shut down somehow. He had gone into the system at once to find the source, and noted that the cameras in that section of the park had indeed been turned off in the most simplistic hacking job he'd ever seen. That no one had noticed when he specifically hired professionals, and had been very direct in his demands that the security needed to be tight at the event had resulted in multiple people losing their jobs. Clearly, no one could be trusted to do anything.

Shoving his anger at that down yet again he focused on the here and now, as there was nothing to do about that issue anymore. The easiest way to identify this man quickly was to have all the duelist competing to pick up a new duel disk here, in his space, that he could fully control and monitor. He had taken every precaution this time, including having Noah monitoring everything in this building from top to bottom. Even so, he wasn't fool enough to think that this would be a surefire solution. This man was clearly smart, and may be able to fake his way through this with ease. If he was already an established duelist him showing up here would raise no alarms at all, which would also bypass the first of his defenses. In all likelihood he was going to have to wait for the man to strike at something and had prepared for that as well. He had been sure to place tracking devices in all the duel disks, which came off as an easy way to mark them so they could broadcast the duels. In reality it was another way to track what was happening at all times, and if this person came he would slip up eventually, he had too. He was more than willing to dangle Yugi and his friends up as bait to get that to happen as well.

As his employees began to file out of the lobby, their task complete, he moved in to be sure everything was up to his standards, which were exacting to say the least. Mokuba was already poking about, having inserted himself into the chaos over an hour ago. He let his brother do what he wanted, not at all bothered by him directing things. Overall, he had been impressed with what Mokuba had accomplished, and save for the small matter of nearly overrunning Sarah with work he had done a nice job of the thing. Still, there were always going to be mistakes made, especially at the start, and it was just as well it had been Sarah that had gotten the brunt end of the mishap. While he certainly didn't want her panicked or run into the ground, which had happened, she wasn't about to hold that against Mokuba in any way. As he looked around at the set up, rather liking the tower of duel disk boxes that had been created in the shape of a duel monster Sarah wandered quietly into the area from the back of the lobby, having no doubt come out from one of the elevators from her office, and stuck her head into the display curiously as he removed a duel disk from a box to inspect it critically now that he was satisfied with how everything looked. He hadn't seen her since this morning and felt a wave of warmth when he caught sight of her white hair out of the corner of his eye.

They hadn't spent a night apart in the last week, and he couldn't have been more pleased with the situation. Save, of course, for the issue with the psychopathic maniac that was trying to suck out her soul, and apparently get both his and his brother's as well. But he supposed no relationship was perfect. Other than all of them being in grave danger he had no complaints at all. After the first night, which had really blown any and all expectations he had far out of the water, he had managed to get her to stay with him at the mansion, although that had been a real feat. He was sure the only reason he finally succeeded was that she was as eager to end up in his bed again as he was to have her there and she knew he couldn't leave his brother alone all night. Having invited her over for dinner after he finally got out of the office that evening, and he had never wanted to be out of it more, he had made it quickly and bluntly clear that he would very much like her to stay for as long as she was willing once she was in his home. Sarah had blushed brilliantly as he punctuated that with a kiss and he had smiled into her, pleased and amused with the reaction, especially considering how welcoming she had been to him when they woke up in her bed that morning. Not that he had felt differently than she had. His poorly repressed possessiveness of her affection and the overwhelming attachment he had to her had solidified completely now. He knew enough about himself to know there was no going back or pretending she was less to him than she was. He wasn't the sort of man capable of sharing, or of letting go of things he valued, and valued nothing more than Sarah, save perhaps his brother who he loved just as much in a different way. He had said nothing about those feelings, but was sure she had sensed at least some of that as they twined together in her bed. Sadly, and much too soon, they had to leave to go to work, but it had been a halting sort of affair to get out of her apartment.

It had been clear she wanted to stay at the mansion with him, but equally clear that she was anxious about how she would be household viewed by his staff, who would no doubt notice she never left, not to mention being caught by his brother. There weren't many ways to interpret her staying overnight at this point, especially when she had her own place. Not at all embarrassed himself he still understood her concerns, even if he fully meant to overturn them. While he was still conscious about her reputation at work, as his views on what others would think would no doubt be as condemning as he was imagining, this was more than a fling. In his mind, and he was sure hers, this was a serious and committed relationship, which was drastically different even if it might be seen as nothing more than scandalous at the office, and doubtlessly the press soon after. However, he could really see no way around the initial fallout no matter what sort of relationship he had with her, or hypothetically anyone else, not that there would be anyone else. He was too well known in too many ways for his personal life not to be a source of entertainment and gossip, which was irritating in the extreme. One way or another she was going to get hit with the brunt of this, which was in every way unfair, but what was going to happen. He was already gearing up to mitigate that situation when it erupted, but until then he fully intended to have what everyone else had in a relationship, including time with his partner.

He let her consider his very sincere offer at her own pace as they had dinner, and after, as the two of them and Mokuba relaxed in the family room. Unaware that his brother knew they were seeing one another she had sat beside him on the couch, but not near enough to touch, which was utterly distracting in every way to him, when only that morning he been able to touch all of her and wanted nothing more than to do that again. The only consolation he had was silently noting her squirming out of the corner of his eye for the hour they were in there. Mokuba had finally given up on being awake, as it was past ten at that point and he was clearly worn out between school and getting the tournament ready, and retreated to bed. As soon as he was sure his brother had enough of a head start not to see them, as that clearly mattered to Sarah, he stood up and held his hand down to her. She met his eyes, her cheeks flushing again, and slipped her fingers over his palm. Taking the silent acceptance for what it was he pulled her up and headed toward his room with her in tow, fully pleased with himself. Sarah followed him quietly, and he could feel the nervous excitement rolling out of her, which really only had his anticipation growing to a degree he could hardly handle. He wasn't used to not being able to think straight, and she was destroying any and all higher thought processes he had. When they got to the family wing she squeezed his hand and he paused, pulling her closer and kissing her warmly.

Sarah relaxed noticeably, although her eyes darted down to Mokuba's room when they pulled apart. He followed her line of sight. "He won't hear us. He sleeps with the radio on." He promised, thinking that might be the problem. He knew she was rather shy by nature, and if the thought of Mokuba knowing they were sleeping together was too much for her he could only assume that the idea of being overheard would throw her into a panic. And while she hadn't been overly loud last night, she hadn't been quiet either, which had sent more than one wave of self-satisfaction through him.

Her flush darkened. "I don't want him to think-"

He cut off that line of thought before she could get it started. "He knows we're seeing each other."

Sarah blinked up at him, not looking bothered, only a bit surprised. "You told him?"

"In a manner of speaking." He agreed. When she frowned in question he elaborated, wondering how quickly he could get her into his bedroom. "He saw us one night when we were in the library. He worked out the rest."

Her eyes went wide and her face filled with embarrassment. "Oh." She managed on a strangled whimper, her sense of propriety shattered at her feet.

"It's fine." He assured her, not at all worried about it and tugging her insistently toward his room, which was now only a few feet away. She started following him again, but when he pushed the door open and stepped through the doorway he was met with resistance. Turning his head he saw her whole demeanor had changed from eager to wary as she paused on the threshold. She was still holding onto him, but was frowning as she stared past him into the room. Her expression was guarded and he could see in her eyes that something had disturbed her.

"This is your room?" She asked too carefully.

All at once he realized that this was where she had seen the magic that had apparently tried to drag her off somewhere before she had blown up his security system. It hadn't occurred to him that after living here for a short time she didn't know where his bedroom was. But almost immediately after that realized the only day he hadn't been up and ready before she left the guest bedroom was that first day she'd left to replace her clothes when he had still been asleep. He always kept his door shut when he wasn't there, and she had never seen him walk in or out of it with the exception of the night he had hurried in to hide the millennium rod. No wonder she suddenly looked ready to bolt. He pretended like nothing was wrong in the hopes she would either let it go or assume she was remembering wrong and had been at a different door, although he didn't reasonable expect that as her memory was nearly as sharp as his. "All of them are technically my rooms." She didn't find that humorous the way she normally would have. He shifted so his arm came in, pulling her directly against him and through the threshold. She let out a little gasp of surprise and he bent down quickly and kissed her before she could catch her balance. Reaching up he cradled the back of her head and deepened the kiss as he surreptitiously kicked the door closed behind her. Sarah relaxed in a rush, going pliant in his arms and he broke away slowly, going back several times before pulling away. She stared up at him with those captivating eyes clouded over with lust and he rubbed his fingers over the back of her head. "Let's go to bed." He whispered. Sarah jolted a little when she noticed what had happened, and he saw her eyes dart around nervously for several moments before they landed on his dresser.

Catching sight of the two photographs instead of the millennium rod she tilted her head a little and he felt a lot of the tension leave her. "What are those?" She asked curiously, and he supposed she had decided it was safe since nothing had happened once they were shut in together.

"Pictures."

She looked back up at him. "You kept the one I took?"

"Yes." He replied simply, reaching up and running his thumb over her petal soft bottom lip. Her expression softened as she quickly worked out what it must mean for him to have a picture of her on his dresser.

Reaching up she caught his hand and held it away from her mouth so she could speak,watching him closely. "It's a ridiculous picture of us."

"You and Mokuba are both ridiculous. I found it an accurate portrayal." He teased her. "Clearly you have an artist's eye for realism."

"Hey!" She laughed in mock outrage, and any and all concern she had about the room had vanished. "That's mean!"

He chuffed out a small laugh even as he reached down and picked her up, figuring he could simply take her where he wanted her before she got distracted by anything else. Sarah let out a breathy gasp and wrapped her arms around his shoulders as he took a few steps over to his bed. Bending down he deposited her on it and then followed after her, putting one of his arms under her and lifting her up toward the head of the bed. Sarah hummed at the show of strength and reached up to cup his face. Pulling it down with ease she kissed him hotly and he draped himself over her. He allowed himself to fully relax, a luxury he rarely afforded himself even when he was alone. To do so with another person was nearly unheard of with him and he savored the experience. Tingles of excitement warred with small shocks of pleasure as Sarah began to feel him out with shy, questing caresses, as if they had never touched one another before. He found it intriguing as she had had rushes of boldness since they started dating, often jumping into physical contact spontaneously, or at least for reasons he couldn't fathom. And last night she had been anything but shy for all her blushing and apprehension over what they were doing. She had been bashful with him all day, at least the few times they'd interacted at work, and certainly nervously reserved when she came over. He wondered why, other than the obvious shift in their relationship, and how long this would last, but also found the shyness appealing in it's own way.

Continuing to kiss her he reached down for her shirt and began to push it up, eager to have them both out of their clothes. While part of him wanted to take his time and have her fall apart over and over again the other part of him simply couldn't wait to be inside her again. Very aware they would be at one another most of the night he promised himself to take his time with her the second time, once he could actually keep hold of himself. Sarah got caught up in his eagerness and began to help him get them undressed. He pressed his mouth over hers hotly and Sarah moaned into his mouth, arching up against him with a breathy gasp.

The atmosphere quickly became frantic, the shift occurring all at once as he settled his hand on the bare skin of her abdomen. A strangled sort of moan escaped her at the touch and something about the noise shattered the tentative hold he had on his self control. Sarah pressed full length against him, practically coming off the mattress, and began to rip at his shirt, which was still half buttoned. The sound of ripping pinged against his ears and he couldn't have cared less that she just ripped the expensive fabric. Seeing that this was hurtling toward what he had been wanting since he had reluctantly left her bed this morning he yanked at her jeans off her and she wiggled out of her panties before he could even reach for them. A growl of approval fell out of him and he got up long enough to rid himself of the rest if his clothes before re-joining her on the bed.

Sarah reached for him at once and he pressed himself over her, her warm skin a welcoming sensation against his own. He ran a trail of kisses down the smooth column of her neck as he reached down and pushed her legs apart. Sarah didn't need the direction or encouragement. Twining one of her legs over his she adjusted herself so they were lined up, her slickness coating him as they pressed against one another, and pulled at his arms urgently. "Seto." She whimpered with such earnest neediness that he nearly came right there. Biting the inside of his cheek to try to prepare himself pressed inside her wet heat and groaned, wondering how he thought he could ever be ready to feel this way. Nothing could ever compare to this, to being pressed inside of her. Sarah moaned into his ear as he settled inside of her and he began to move at once, unable to fight the instinctual response.

Almost at once small hitching noises began escape Sarah, ones he hadn't heard her make before, and the sound sent ripples of satisfaction through him as it was apparent they were very good sounds. However, he was quickly distracted by what he was feeling, her body gripping his tightly, and all he could hope to do was hold off for as long as he could before he lost it. Panting harshly he found her lips and kissed her again as he began to thrust harder, approaching his climax much more quickly than he had wanted. Sarah returned the kiss for a moment before she abruptly arched back with a sharp cry of release, her entire body going rigid and her nails digging into his upper arms as she plastered herself against him. Having somehow gotten her to her peak in a very short amount of time he let himself go, all but grinding himself against her in his desperate quest for gratification. Heat pooled in his belly as the tightness he had been trying to keep a handle on fell loose. A blast of pure, undefinable pleasure crashed over him and he groaned her name loudly as he all but ground her down into the sheets. His fingers clenched into the sheets on either side of her head for a seemingly endless amount of time as his vision went dark and every nerve in his body sang. Finally, the sensations crashed down, his body unable to sustain them, and he slumped over her as shudders raced down his spine and all his limbs tingled pleasantly.

As he lay over her, his head beside hers and his breath gusting against her skin, Sarah let out a low, shuddering breath and turned so her face was hidden against his shoulder. He let out a small grunt as she continued to squeeze him inside of her and managed to press one of his arms against her side before going still again. Letting himself bask in the relaxation that brought he closed his eyes, fully satisfied save for how quickly that had all gone, but mollified somewhat as he had managed to get Sarah to orgasm. They lay like that for several quiet, peaceful minutes, their breathing returning to normal, before she broke the silence. "That felt really good." She told him. "It didn't hurt at all that time."

He frowned slightly, his eyes coming open. "It hurt after the first time?"

"A little." She admitted.

"Why didn't you tell me that?" He demanded, bothered that this had not been a good experience for her. He had known the first time was going to hurt her, which had already troubled him immensely despite how much he wanted her, but he hadn't anticipated he would hurt her after that.

She shrugged and wiggled about so she was cuddled up to him better, forcing him to shift out of her at last to accommodate the move. Once she was settled, laying against his chest under his arm, she answered. "It still felt good." She assured him honestly. "It was sort of like exercising the day after a hard workout, it was a good sort of sore. Besides, you would have been stubborn about it if I told you that."

Shaking his head a little he relaxed again. "I don't want to hurt you. You should have told me."

"I don't know what you possibly could have done to prevent it." She replied, tracing nonsensical patterns over his chest, as fully relaxed as he was. She changed the subject, clearly unconcerned. "I thought everything would change if we started doing this, but it didn't." She kept caressing him gently, her eyes on his chest. "I mean, it is different, but it's not at the same time. I feel the same way."

For his part he was sure his feelings couldn't get any deeper. As much as he had tried he could no more push the memories and emotions he had for her in his past life away as he could stop breathing. Returning to her bed had been more like a homecoming than anything, for all he had tried to separate the experience from one life to the next he found it was impossible. Still, it hadn't taken away anything from the event, only added another, more intimate layer to it. Reaching up he petted the back of her head, his fingers tangling in her now mussed hair. "Worried you wouldn't like me?" He teased softly.

"Of course not." She replied, amused. "I lo-" Sarah cut herself off abruptly and he stilled all over, both of them fully aware of how that sentence had been meant to end. Having not expected that at all, and caught off guard, he said nothing as he tried to process that. He had been wanting nothing more than confirmation of that since she appeared in Domino, but on some level never honestly expected it if she couldn't remember their past together. As the silence stretched out Sarah cringed down, obviously terrified that had escaped her. "I shouldn't have said that." She whispered, panic lacing her words. "I- I know you don't, I don't expect you to, I didn't mean-"

Catching her face he pulled it to his and kissed her before she spooked herself fully out of his bed. Sarah had clearly scared herself witless letting that secret slip and had begun to shake slightly in distress. Slipping one arm under her he rolled her to her back and deepened the kiss as he cradled her against him. After a moment she began to relax a bit, but was still shivering against him. Understanding that Sarah hadn't received any sort of actual verbal assurance of love since her parents died well over a decade ago, and likely had never expected it again he tried to get her to relax. Reaching up he pushed her hair back out of her face, murmuring reassuringly to her between kisses. "It's alright." He found, despite himself, he was having a very difficult time saying it back to her even as the part of him that was still the priest was breathless with relief, and the new part of him was engulfed in a strange feeling of dizzy lightness. "Say it." He insisted, and he tried to ignore the note of desperation in his voice. "Say it, Sarah." He murmured right before he kissed her again, trying to convey what he was unable to verbalize.

When he lifted his head and stared down at her he saw her eyes were wide and unsure. He caressed her face, hovering over her impatiently. For the briefest moment he thought she was going to start crying, although he had no idea why, but she gathered herself and spoke, her voice barely even a whisper. "I love you."

He let out a slow breath as she watched him apprehensively and he kissed her again, managing to keep it gentle, although emotions were crashing over him. "Good." He managed at last, although he knew it wasn't enough and fought past the odd resistance in his throat, her nervousness prodding him forcefully past the insecurity, although it still came out all wrong. "It seems to make things easier since we feel the same way about it." Sarah stared up at him for a moment with those ridiculously large eyes before a nervous, happy giggle of delight escaped her. Pressing back against him they quickly lost themselves again, and nothing about the next round had been any slower than the first, although it had been more satisfying than he could possibly describe. Yes, the last few nights had been truly perfect, especially when some of Sarah's shyness had receded and they had begun experimenting a little more.

Shaking himself forcefully out of his thoughts, which he could make into a reality again as soon as his inspection was done, he refocused on what he was doing. Seeing that the tracking chips had been successfully and covertly installed he was about to put the disk back in its box when a commotion started up behind him, toward the front of the lobby. There was a sort of thump, followed by a scuffle of feet sliding across the tile, and then Roland was snapping with authority. "No one is allowed in here! Get back outside immediately!"

Turning his head he saw Mokuba leaning over part of the display to see what was going on. Sarah's head, as well as the rest of her had vanished, and he took a step forward past the tower of duel disk boxes to see who was slowing this process down. At the front of Kaiba Corp, trying to shove their way in past four security guards were Tristan and Joey, who had been mostly caught by his people and were flailing like idiots. Behind them Tea and Bakura appeared to be shoving the two farther into the hands of their captors in an effort to get inside past them, and Yugi had a long suffering look on his face as he watched the chaos from the rear. To say he was surprised to see the geek squad would certainly be an overstatement. They seemed to constantly be in his way at the most inconvenient of times. He hadn't invited them to this tournament to bother him, only to use them, although he was seriously looking forward to facing Yugi again. Without missing a beat he flicked his hand forward, pointing outside. "Toss them in the fountain." He ordered casually. "I doubt the mutt's had a decent bath in weeks. I can smell him from over here."

"I heard that!" Joey snapped.

"I was aware you were dumb rather than deaf." He remarked.

"Could you not be horrible for three seconds, Kaiba?" Tea demanded as she shoved her shoulder into the small of Tristan's back, which had him yelping loudly. "We just want to talk."

"Yes." He replied sarcastically, thinking that would not be happening. He had no interest in discussing current events with them, especially in front of Sarah and a small group of his employees. "It certainly looks as if you want to talk with the way you've barged in here like a bunch of poorly dressed thugs."

"This is a brand new jacket!" Tristan snapped. "I resent that!"

"No one is supposed to be in here until tomorrow." Mokuba told them, coming fully out in the open. "You can pick your duel disks up with everyone else." His brother crossed his arms. "No exceptions."

Sarah stepped into view, looking around him shoulder from where she had entered at the back of the lay out. Joey yanked with his left arm, trying to get loose. "Then why does she get to be here?"

He stared at him unblinkingly. "Because unlike all of you she works here." He informed him, wondering what else they thought she was doing here dressed the way she was. Clearly, she wasn't in a casual outfit by any means. Sarah happened to be in his favorite of her work clothes today, the navy pencil skirt and the white blouse that set the rest of her appearance off so well.

She also had on the necklace he gave her, although he was fairly certain it hadn't come off of her at all since she received it on her birthday, which pleased him immensely. She was also carrying a very expensive looking bag that was clearly meant for an upscale office.

Yugi managed to wiggle inside and Tristan sent Sarah a truly sorry look. "But why? Did he blackmail you or something? We can help."

Sarah frowned in irritation. "No one's making me work here, Tristan." She told him, irritation in her voice. "I'm not a slave."

"Sarah was hired by a Kaiba Corp recruiter." Mokuba informed them, also looking angry at the blatant implication that he had wronged her in some way. "She didn't even meet Seto until three weeks after a contract was offered to her."

Tea was genuinely baffled. "That means he hired you before you started at Domino." Sarah said nothing, but Tea clearly didn't need her to. "But why? Kaiba wouldn't hire you unless you could do something no one else could."

"Oh." Bakura said, understanding lighting his face as it popped up between Joey, Tristan, and two security guards. "You speak five languages. Is that why he hired you?"

Sarah sent him a sideways glance before saying anything. "I speak eleven languages." She told the other man after a brief pause. "I'm Seto's personal translator. I didn't move to the other side of the world on a wing and a prayer. I came here for employment."

They all stared at her, dumbfounded, for several seconds before he had enough. He had better things to do than talk to these idiots. "Now that we've all caught up, get out." He ordered in a clipped tone.

"We really do need to speak with you." Bakura insisted as he bobbed his head up over the small crowd again.

"Forget about it." Joey scoffed. "Rich boy ain't interest in our help."

"Truer words have never been spoken." He said, agreeing with Joey for the first time in his life. "Assuming I believe any of you capable of helping anyone in anyway."

Yugi sent him a penetrating look, which he ignored for the moment, although Yugi noted he had caught his eye for a millisecond. He was certain in an instant Mokuba had mentioned what this tournament was about to him, but unlike the others he was willing to wait to talk. No doubt he also didn't feel the need for an audience. He was more or less convinced Motou had been dragged here despite his protests by his friends. "That's it! Two minutes with you after months apart and I already want to strangle you!" He stared at Joey in a way that clearly told him he was as afraid of that threat as he was a light breeze. The other man began to splutter with utter, uncontrollable indignation, which only delighted him internally. It was simply so easy to get Wheeler to spin himself into a tizzy. "Duel me, you jerk!" He yelled. "I'll knock you at out of your own tournament before it even starts!"

"I won't waste my time." He told him calmly. "I've beaten better duelists in my sleep. I've beaten you in my sleep for that matter."

"Just afraid I'll beat you this time?" The mutt taunted ineffectually.

"Terrified." He replied dryly, completely unimpressed with the other man's attempts at goading him. He had no interest in wasting his time on Wheeler. "Besides, I'm not going to premier my newest dueling system on a second rate wash up. I'll pick a more impressive opponent to start my tournament."

He saw Sarah looking at the duel disk and then up at Joey as he began to turn his back to the lot of them. Joey began to yell again, this time profanely, as his security team began to haul him back. Sarah gazed up at him, catching his eyes, and her voice somehow penetrated the squabbling. "Can I?" She asked him.

Everyone went quiet and he stared down at her with interest, his eyebrow inching up. "What?"

"Can I try it?" She asked him again, clearly wanting to try it. "I've never gotten to use any of the holographic systems before and I have my own deck now."

His eyes hooded with interest at the request. Sarah did indeed have her own deck now, having been playing with him on and off since the first day he put one together for her. While she was healing from the shadow duel they had spent multiple evenings sparing together as she didn't have to move about very much to play, and she had altered the deck he gave her on her own over the last two months after he gave her full access to all the cards he had save the ones in his own deck. She had consistently been presenting him with interesting challenges as they played together. She had never won against him, as he easily had her bested with his well practiced strategies, but she had made some beautifully ingenious plays he wasn't sure even he would have thought of. Mokuba sided with her before he could say anything.

"Yeah, big brother." Mokuba agreed, sending Wheeler a mischievous grin. "Let Sarah try. She never gets to win. I bet she could take Joey."

"What?" Joey scoffed. "I'm world ranked."

"Sarah could beat you." Mokuba said with surprising confidence. "Seto's been teaching her."

Sarah glanced over at Mokuba with real surprise, apparently not thinking she was very good at the game at all considering she had never won a single round against either of them. But Mokuba wasn't wrong, she was good, and he was fairly certain she could in fact match Wheeler given the chance, especially if the mutt underestimated her, which he obviously did. He handed her the duel disk at once and she took it with a smile, clearly delighted she would get to try it out. "Since Sarah wants to play." He agreed with ease. "It certainly seems appropriate that beauty slays the beast." He was sure to tempt Joey so he would agree since it was clear that was what Sarah wanted. "If you beat her you can take me on, Wheeler."

"Fun! Thanks, Seto!" Sarah said as she slipped the thing on her arm after he handed it to her. Once it was secured she reached into her bag and pulled her deck out before dropping the expensive leather on the ground in her excitement. "I've been wanting to try this forever!"

"Wow." Tristan said as she practically skipped over to a clear place.

Making a motion with his hand he spoke to his security. "Let them go. You can throw them into the fountain after the duel."

"Oh, real nice." Tea muttered under her breath, not at all quietly, which had him smirking.

As soon as he was free Joey marched over and snatched another duel disk box off the display and moved across from Sarah in the lobby so they had room. "Piece of cake." He remarked as he tore the box open and put the disk on his own arm. "Tell you what, I'll go go easy on you and go first. That should help you out."

He frowned at the tone as he and Mokuba moved back out of the way and toward Sarah's side, enraged with the slandering. Sarah's eyes glittered in anger at the blatant patronization, which never went over well with her, and clearly decided to destroy Wheeler in that moment, although the mutt didn't pick up on the shift from excited to on point at all. He really should have kept this in the realm of entertainment instead of making it some sort of chauvinistic challenge. Yugi was darting glances between them, thoughts racing behind his eyes, and Tea snapped at him. "Be nice, Joey! This is her first real duel and you weren't always so great yourself!" Sarah extended her arm and the two holographic projectors shot out on either side of her.

"Come on, I'm just teasing." He replied as he followed suite, not sounding at all sincere. As soon as the field was ready he pulled six cards from his deck. "I'm sure she'll make it at least a few rounds."

"You're rude." She informed him. "I don't know why Mia dates you. I'm going to beat you."

"Yeah, okay." He agreed sarcastically as he laid a card down. "I summon Flame Swordsman in attack mode, and I'll lay this card face down." He grinned widely. "And the ladies can't get enough of this."

The monster came to life and she pulled her own five cards, then drew one more as it was her opening move. Her eyes flicked over her selection quickly. "Gross." She laid a card down quickly. "I'll use Petit Dragon in defense mode and lay these two cards down for my turn." Everyone looked at her and she smiled as the little dragon bounced before her. "Isn't it cute?" She asked adoringly.

"You're going to beat me with that?" Joey asked with near pity. "What was Kaiba teaching you? How to lose?"

"Ummm." Bakura didn't seem any more impressed than Joey, but also didn't seem to want Sarah to get run over in the duel either. For his part he simply watched silently, keeping his face impassive, as Mokuba scratched the back of his head, chagrined. Unlike everyone else, save possibly Yugi, he knew better than to underestimate a low level card. They could be amped up with the right spell cards, and if they were destroyed they didn't take a large chunk out of life points. Used appropriately they could be devastating. He also had the advantage of knowing what the vast majority of her deck was, although she seemed to change something on a daily basis, and had a very strong hunch as to what was coming.

"Pfft." She said, unafraid. "She's super cool." Sarah informed him. "Clearly, you're just afraid of her. You should be, she's going to roast your fire man."

"It's a flame swordsman!" Wheeler yelled. "And it's got more than twice as many attack points!"

"Whatever." She said. "She's going to barbecue him."

"The petit dragon uses electric attacks." He commented calmly, somehow managing to tell her without sounding condescending. He wouldn't have said anything, but he was more than happy to continue to lure the mutt into a false sense of security for her benefit.

She turned her head toward him. "I mean, wouldn't that still make it crispy?" His lips twitched up in reply and she smiled back, turning her attention forward again. "Okay, I'm ready." She said eagerly.

"I almost feel bad doing this." He commented. "Attack her, Flame Swordsman!" The warrior raced forward and she hummed as she flipped over one of her cards into play. As she did a fireball exploded around her petite dragon, which Sarah fully ignored. "Well, that was…" Joey stopped as a circle of silver appeared in front of her dragon and flashed gold. "It's still there." He stated as the fire continued to swirl and his warrior tried to break through the shield. "Why is it still there?"

"Oh, I played this card." She told him, showing it to him. "It's called Draining Shield." He snorted in amusement and Yugi let out a yelp as his swordsman was abruptly hurled backward.

"Draining wha-?" Before the question fully left him the fire rebounded as the little dragon let out a growl and sucked the fire into it's mouth before letting out a happy cheap and curling somersaults around Sarah in a ridiculously adorable display for a duel monster. Joey appeared baffled, which wasn't unusual. "So it did what now?"

He crossed his arms, pleased with her as that had been a good opening move. "Draining Shield is a trap card. When an opponent's monster deals an attack the attacked monster negates that attack, and when it does gains life points equal to the target's attack points."

Joey's jaw dropped. "What?"

"That means I just gained six hundred life points and your attack did nothing." Sarah clarified. "Which brings my total up to five thousand six hundred." She drew a card. "My turn."

Joy crossed his arms. "You got lucky."

"Did I?" She asked, and he was interested with how into this she suddenly was when generally she was light hearted about duel monsters at her most intense. "I'll lay another two cards face down and activate a spell card I laid down in the first round." She flipped a card up and her petite dragon let out a growl as it began to glow, zipping back out in front of her. "I activate Dragon Star!" Her petite dragon doubled in size and it's growl became much more menacing. "It raises my petit dragon's attack by five hundred points!"

"Nice try, it's still seven hundred shy of destroying my Flame Swordsman." Joey informed her, waving his hand. "But hey, everyone makes mistakes the first time around-"

"I'm not targeting your stupid monster." Sarah interrupted. "I'm targeting you. Dragon star lets my dragon inflict piercing damage." She threw her hand forward. "Attack him directly!"

"What?" He managed before a ball of yellow lightning blasted into his chest, sending him staggering back. His life points dropped by eleven hundred points and it was Sarah's turn to smirk.

Yugi was frowning, having picked up on her strategy quickly. "Careful, Joey. Sarah's going to-"

She interrupted before he could finish, clearly angry that he was interfering. "Hey!" She protested. "Don't cheat! I'm not asking Seto for advice am I?" Yugi blinked and she went on. "This is our duel, not yours! It's not fair for you to coach him, especially when he's got way more experience than me!"

"Sarah's correct." He sided with her at once. Even by the most generous of standards Sarah was a much less experienced duelist than Joey. And as much as he loathed the thought Joey was ranked fifth in the world. Sarah had never even competed in a local tournament or used any manner of duel disk system. Truthfully, she had every disadvantage. "If you'd like to challenge her after she puts the mutt down that's your business. Until then let them duel." He met Joey's eyes and sent him a smug look. "Unless the world ranked duelist doesn't think he can handle someone who's never even competed before? Maybe he does need you, Yugi." He shrugged dismissively. "We all know you're the only reason he made it through duelist kingdom in the first place. He's made his name off you. You're a second rate duelist, Wheeler, and you always will be."

"I don't need help beating her!" Joey snarled. "And Yug hasn't helped me in a duel since-"

"I haven't helped Sarah at all." He pointed out. "Have I, Mutou?"

Yugi sighed heavily, but nodded in agreement, his sense of fair play and honor winning out. Joey puffed in annoyance, enraged at the jibes and very real accusations of coaching, bordering dangerously on blatant cheating, through Pegasus' tournament, which put him on the map. "That's it!" He said, "I'm taking that thing down!"

"You respect her now." Sarah quipped as Joey yanked a card out of his deck.

"Respect this!" He replied. "I play Axe Raider in attack mode! Even with that spell card your dragon doesn't stand a chance against either of my monsters!" Sarah said nothing, letting Joey get himself worked up. "Axe Raider, attack that dragon!"

His warrior raced forward and Sarah quickly flipped another card as it jumped up to attack her dragon. "Mirror Force!" She called and the warrior's axe slammed into a barrier of crystals. Axe Raider let out a grunt before he was hurled backward into Joey's Flames Swordsman. Both monsters disintegrated in a flash of light as her trap card destroyed all the attack monsters he had on the field. Joey let out an inarticulate sound of shock as Sarah pulled another card from her deck and laid it down on the field, replacing her trap card with another. "This is way more fun with the duel disks." She told him, sending him a smile over her shoulder. "We should have played with these instead of the duel mats." He smiled slightly in agreement as she turned her attention back to Joey. "Petit Dragon, attack his life points directly!" Her little dragon pulled in a breath and then let loose a blast of power. It hit Joey and he snarled as his life points dropped another eleven hundred points. He was fairly lucky her dragon had such low attack. "This is so much more fun with my own deck." She said, pleased all over. "You were totally right, Seto."

Joey was now in a real snit over the entire situation. "That's it! I'm not being taken out by some noob!" Grabbing another card he smirked. "I'm ending this now." He laid a spell card down and two swords appeared, spearing a duel monster card. "I activate the spell card cost down to reduce one of my monster's levels by two, letting me bypass sacrificing. In return I discard one card from my hand." Sarah watched him with interest, rocking slightly on her heels as she waited to see what he would do. Joey didn't have the patience to draw it out. Throwing a card down a huge blast of scarlet light erupted as a large black dragon appeared on the field with a roar that shook the walls. He pressed his lips together, knowing that it was Wheeler's most powerful beast. Sarah would be hard pressed to stand up to a dragon this powerful. "Red Eyes Black Dragon!" Joey called, and he glanced over at Sarah. She was staring up at the dragon with interest, but no real worry, and he frowned slightly, wondering what was going on in her head. "Flaming fireball attack!" A giant fireball hit her little dragon and she flipped over another of her face down cards as it exploded. "There, how's it feel to lose some life points, huh?"

She raised her arm so he could see her points. "No idea, but gaining them is sort of a blast right? Numinous Healer is a wicked card." She remarked and all at once her destroyed petite dragon benefitted her as an angel in a white toga trimmed in gold shimmered into existence and gently blew a ball of fuzzy golden light over Sarah before fading away. This time he actually laughed out loud in amusement at the extremely clever play. Sarah had known from the start her petite dragon would eventually get knocked out and planned for that accordingly. He had no idea she had added that trap card to her deck and was impressed. Joey frowned as he saw her life points had shot up by another thousand points.

"What?" Joey shrieked.

Mokuba's jaw dropped and Yugi shook his head, looking as if he might have a headache. Tea appeared to see that the tide was turning rapidly in Sarah's favor. "Um, Joey, I would stop taunting her now."

"What?" Wheeler demanded a second time, his arms waving erratically. "What just happened?"

"Oh!" She said, waving her hand up, her confidence boosted. "I know!" Sarah was clearly having a great deal of fun. "When I'm about to take damage to my life points Numinous Healer increases them by a thousand points."

"No way." Tristan said, shocked. "Is that even legal, Yug?"

"I'm afraid so." Yugi agreed. "That… that was really clever."

She pulled another card as Joey crossed his arms, his face heating up. "It doesn't matter. There's no way she can stop my red eyes."

It appeared for the moment that was true, but Sarah wasn't bothered. "I'll play Al-Lumi'raj in defense mode, lay down two cards facedown, and end my turn."

An ethereal cat with a glowing white horn appeared on the field, and he knew it was one of the few non-dragon cards she had. Small lights twinkled around it prettily and it hissed when it saw Joey, it's white eyes gleaming in anger. Joey narrowed his eyes and glanced at her remaining facedown cards. Pulling another card he tossed it down. "I'll play Panther Warrior in attack mode." He told her, not willing to gamble his Red Eyes with all the face down cards she had. "And since that's more than enough to get your pretty kitty I think I'll have it attack. Slashing sword attack!" He called.

The armored cat raced forward and destroyed her Al-Lumi'raj, as soon as she exploded she yelled as she flipped her card. "Grave robber! Bring back Numinous Healer!"

"No!" Joey called as yet another thousand points were added to her already inflated score.

She smirked as she pulled another card. He knew she had drawn something good by the gleam in her eye. "Thanks for the boost. I'm kind of bummed I'm taking you out when you couldn't even take any of my life points, but what can you do?"

He pressed his lips together. "There's no way you can take out my red eyes."

She smiled and flipped another spell card. "I activate Change of Heart, which allows me to control one monster on your side of the field this round." Joey let out an absurd hiss, his eyes flying to his red eyes, but Sarah went for his other monster. "I'll choose your Panther Warrior!" A monster that was half angel and half demon appeared and floated forward, wrapping it's mismatched wings around the panther and taking it over. The warrior yowled and leapt to Sarah's side of the field, hissing at Joey's dragon as its allegiance was changed by the spell. Joey growled, clearly frustrated by her ever moving spell and trap chain she had kept up so successfully. "Then I'll sacrifice it to call my Tiger Dragon!" Joey's panther vanished and a large dragon with beautiful stripes and large, teal wings appeared with a roar. It was easily as big as the red eyes and the rarest card she had in her deck. She had been besotted with the card since he handed it to her the third night they were playing together. He was sure she had no idea how rare it was. There were only twenty in the world, but he never used it, so he had seen no reason not to let her have it.

"Sweet!" Mokuba called, craning his head up. "That's a great card, Sarah!"

"Cool or not, it's not the same number of attack points as my red eyes." Joey said. "It'll be a draw."

"But not so much when I use this." She replied, flipping over one of her last two spell card. "Forbidden Lance!" A golden spear erupted from the card and slammed into his dragon's chest. The dragon let out a roar of pain and Joey's eyes went wide. "Your dragon is down eight hundred attack points this round, but I'm not too worried. It won't make it another. Not without any trap or spell cards to protect you."

"Oh no." He groaned.

"Oh yes." She disagreed. "Tiger Dragon, use roaring fire attack on that dragon!" Her dragon roared in agreement and then threw a blast of teal fire at the red eyes. It let out a corresponding hiss and disintegrated, dropping Joey's points to two thousand.

"You can turn this around, Joey!" Tea encouraged. "You have time since her attack phase is over!"

"No, he really can't, and it really isn't." Sarah remarked, flipping over her last spell card. "I activate Double Attack! By sending one card in my hand to the graveyard I can have the monster on my side of the field with the lowest level attack twice. Since I only have one monster that means my Tiger Dragon can attack again. Roaring fire attack! Hit his life points directly!" A blast of blue fire hit Joey and his life points crashed to zero. Her dragon let out a roar of victory before both dueling bracelets flickered off after one bright flash of their points, which indicated Sarah was the clear winner with seven thousand-six hundred points to her name. Dead silence fell around the lobby at the crushing victory and then she grinned as Joey let out a vicious curse and slammed both his hands over his head in despair, ruffling his hair up crazily. "This is an amazing gaming system, Seto." She told him as she walked back over to him with genuine delight written all over her face. "That was super fun. Thanks for letting me try it."

He watched her with real approval, giddy at the humiliation she had brought down on the mutt, and Mokuba gave her a high five. "That was wicked!"

She smiled at his brother happily and his mind began to turn quickly. He hadn't anticipated she would do so well, even after playing with her and teaching her. And while it was true Wheeler had severely underestimated her, and overestimated himself, leading to her complete control of the match, he was sure even if he had been fully focused she would have been able to take him. Sarah clearly had a natural gift with dueling, which considering what she was he supposed shouldn't surprise him. In that moment he made a very dangerous gamble. They had put this on to draw the other millennium item holder out. The other man wanted her, possibly more than anyone else. Putting Sarah in the tournament would no doubt guarantee he would show up, although it put her in a very precarious position. He had promised himself he would keep her safe, that he wouldn't be reckless, but he could control this as long as he stayed close to her during this event. "What a spectacular way to start the tournament." He said. Sarah looked over in confusion and everyone turned their attention to him. "It seems Sarah is halfway to the semifinals." He saw Mokuba shoot him a sharp, meaningful glance as he spoke.

"Wait, what?" She protested as panic filled her face. "I just wanted to try it. And besides, you said only elite duelists were participating."

He smirked, happily rubbing Wheeler's defeat in his face. "And you just leveled a world ranked duelist with three monsters, and two of them were under a thousand attack points. I would say you have all the qualifications you need."

Joey was clenching his fists. "Are you telling me I'm already out, Kaiba?"

"Sadly no." He replied, refusing to break his own rules even if he wanted Wheeler gone. "Look at your dueling bands." Both Sarah and Joey looked down as Yugi, Tea, Bakura, and Tristan all leaned forward to see the mutt's. "In this tournament all the duels will be recorded on your band and broadcast out on the Kaiba Corp website. Each player starts with two marks, represented by a blue light on the side." Sarah twisted her wrist and saw that along one side, above her deck, were three lightly glowing blue circles instead of two. "This is a knockout tournament and every duel is worth a mark. Win and you get a mark, lose and one is given to your opponent. The first sixteen people that get six marks make it to the next round where things get more interesting. Lose them all, or don't get enough in time, and you're out."

Yugi spoke. "How many duelists are participating in this?"

"A hundred." He replied, his eye flicking to the side. "A hundred and one now that Sarah's proved she meets requirements for participation. Sarah was completely stricken, as if he had just put a warrant out for her so she could be deported. The top duelists in the world will all be in this city by tomorrow morning. Make it to the top eight and your prize is half a million dollars." Joey's head reared up. He hadn't made the prizes public yet. He had been waiting until tomorrow morning when everyone was here to stir up some excitement, but he could let that slide for the moment. "Make it to the top four and you get another million."

"And the winner?" Joey demanded.

"The winner walks away with an additional three million." He looked at Joey. "That's four and a half million, mutt, in case you needed help. I know math is difficult for you." Joey snarled and he went on. "On top of that they get the title of world champion, and a specially distributed card that was donated by Industrial Illusions." Pegasus had sent him the rare card three days after he began planning this with a ridiculous note attached to it asking how he, Sarah, and Mokuba had been doing, as if they were friends. It was enraging. He was sure whatever spies the madman had at Kaiba Corp had informed him of the tournament and he was intent on weaseling his company's name into it for the publicity. Despite his hatred of the other man he took the card and offered it up to the winner. Looking like all was well between their two giant companies would keep stock options up.

Yugi stepped forward and picked up a dueling band. Snapping it around his wrist he met his eyes. "Watch yourself, Kaiba." He said calmly. "At least I'll attack you from the front."

He raised an eyebrow. "I'll see you in the finals."

Shaking his head Yugi walked off, taking his gang of friends with him. "Come on."

"But Yug, we didn't even-" Tristan protested.

"He's gotten his way." Motou stated. "There's no point in staying for him to gloat about it."

He narrowed his eyes at that, but they all walked out and he supposed that was good enough. Roland sent the other four security guards back to their posts around the building, two of them following the small band to be sure they got off Kaiba Corp property. Sarah kept her peace until they were alone, with the exception of Roland, who was clearly irritated that five young people had gotten this far without getting caught. He had moved to the front security desk and was looking through camera footage to see how they had managed that. "How exactly did I end up in this?" Sarah asked anxiously. "I just wanted to play one round to see the holograms. I can't keep up with world class duelists."

"You just did." He pointed out, amused and satisfied. He would need to be sure that video went up on the website in the morning. He was sure it was recorded on the disk. "That was well done."

"Really, Sarah, that was amazing." Mokuba agreed adamantly. "I mean, Joey isn't as good as Seto or Yugi, but he is an impressive duelist. You wiped the floor with him. That was nuts."

She shook her head, not agreeing with them. "I only won because he was being stupid and thought I was horrible before we started. No one is going to think that once the tournament starts, especially not with all the crazy qualifications the duelists needed to even make it here. I'll be out in about five minutes."

"I seriously doubt that." He replied with easy confidence.

"If I get stomped on you're going to hear me whine about it for the next three months."

"Is that a specific or average estimate?" He asked blandly. "I just want to prepare myself."

She huffed at him. "Seto, this is a stupid idea. I'm not a duelist. Why do you even want me in this? I can name four duelists in Domino alone that are participating that could knock me out, you included."

"I'm not going to duel you." He informed her seriously. "And you're right about Yugi at least, stay away from him."

She threw her hands up. "Your rules say no one can turn down a duel if they're challenged! What if he wants to duel me?" Sarah shook her head. "What if anyone wants to duel me? Which clearly, as this is a dueling tournament, they will."

As much as he disliked Yugi he knew him well enough to know he wouldn't bother Sarah. Despite the animosity they had come to a tentative, if unspoken agreement. He would stay out of Yugi's business and Motou would stay out of his. He had made it very clear that Sarah was his business and he knew Yugi would keep clear of her if only to avoid another fight with him. He really was far too much of a pacifist for his liking. "If you duel like you just did you have a excellent chance of making it to the semi-finals."

"He's right you know." Mokuba told her, although he caught his brother sending him another very pointed look. He doubted Mokuba wanted Sarah any closer to danger than she already was, but was holding his opinions to himself for the moment. "But I'd stay away from Rebecca and Mia too if I were you. At least for a few rounds while you get warmed up."

Sarah let out a heavy sigh of resignation as they both agreed on her being in this tournament despite her protests. For his part he began to organize his own movements for the next twelve hours so he was with her at all times. Once the tournament started he could reassess how best to go about getting his points as quickly as possible to move into the top sixteen. Once they were there it would be much easier to keep an eye on her as all the duelists would be in the same location. "Let's go back home." He suggested. "We can look through your deck and see if we can make it any better, although it looks like you've done a good job of it."

"I don't want to show you my deck." She pouted. "You always try to take away all my good cards."

His lips twitched as she picked her bag back up off the floor and tried to figure out how to fit her duel disk in it when it was clearly too large. "I'm trying to level your deck out. You have too many dragon type monsters."

She gave up on trying to bend physics for a moment and put her hands on her hips in a fully stubborn manner. "Look, if I'm going be in this thing then I'm going to do it the way I want to. There's nothing wrong with my monster cards, and I've finally gotten my trap and spell cards to match with them."

"We can alter those as well-"

"No." She stated firmly and Mokuba snickered.

"Have fun with this argument, Seto." His brother said, wandering toward the back. "I'm going to check on a few things. I'll meet you out front in ten minutes so we can leave."

He kept his attention on Sarah as Mokuba went into one of the elevators. "Sarah-"

"No, Seto." She turned on her heel. "But I will meet you at the mansion if you want. I'm going to go home and change clothes first though, and take a shower."

He sighed, thinking he was already letting her out of his sight, which was not part of the plan. "Bring clothes with you for tomorrow then."

"What do you wear for elite dueling tournaments?" She asked, although the questions wasn't really directed at him, more like the universe at large. She kept talking to no one as she headed toward the stairs that led to the garage, ignoring the elevators as it was only two flights down. "And is this considered personal time, or work since I'm being order to duel by my employer?" She opened the stairwell door. "I'm going to say work and just fight with HR about it after."

Shaking his head he knew very well he would be getting a letter from the head of human resources about this within the week. He should likely go ahead and send them an Email telling them to excuse her for the week before it turned into a nightmare of paperwork. Turning his head he called across the room. "Is the property clear of bumbling idiots?"

"Yes, Mr. Kaiba." Roland replied, his face blank and he knew the other man had overheard his request for Sarah to bring clothes. He was sure them man knew what was going on between them now.

"Bring the car around then. I want to leave as soon as Mokuba is done with whatever it is he's doing."

"Yes, Mr. Kaiba." The man agreed, exiting the lobby at once. Left alone he stood gazing in at his inventions, neatly packaged and extravagantly arranged. Hours of obsession and work had led to their creation and he wondered, for just a moment, if that had been at all wise. All of this had been in motion for eons, and yet it seemed it was once again culminating as a result of his achievements. Shadow games had been going on for millennia, but certainly his inventions made it all that much easier. Shaking his head he pushed the thought away as useless. Sarah would have been targeted regardless, and he'd been targeted for years now by one crazed duelist after another. Both of them had been doomed to this the moment they were reborn here, there was no point in ruminating over his contributions to mad men. There would always be men like this, like Gozaburo, and they would always take advantage of any and all opportunities that were presented to them. Stepping forward he opened one of the boxes that had been placed in the back, where all the extras that didn't make up the large display were kept, and pulled out a duel disk before slipping it over his wrist. All he could do was stand in the way of men like this and stop them. It was all anyone could really do.

Author's Note: Sorry this took so long to get up. The holiday ran me over and I had zero time. Hope it was worth the wait :)