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Also, I know I'm not the best editor but please don't nitpick at it, I know there are mistakes.

Sorry for the delay on this one, I've been busy with work and school then there's also the issue of my health. It hasn't really been all that great as of lately. My apologizes.

"Pawn to King Four." Seto said, his black piece facing Yukiko's white piece. The game had just begun, each had made one move and now it was Yukiko's turn. She reached out and moved, staying quiet she kept an expressionless stare trying not to give Seto any hint as to what she was planning. Seto mimicked her move,"Knight to King's Bishop Three." His eyes locked on her face waiting for a subtle move so far he found nothing. Nothing, wasn't something that could help him.

He looked back at the board, his plan for now mirror all her moves. He knew it was the only way to keep their power over the board at balance. "Bishop to Queen's Knight." she made another move, he copied. On the inside Yukiko found herself a bit irritated by his mirroring, she had hoped for more of a challenge from him. Her brown eyes glanced up from the board to Seto, for a moment their gaze locked. the looked deep into the other's eyes for any hint of what they could possibly be planning both finding nothing. Usually Yukiko would look away but found it hard to, his eyes somewhat hypnotic. The warmness they held suprised her and yet comforted her. Those eyes, those pretty blue eyes was something she caught herself growing more and more fond of with each passing second. She took her focus off his eyes and on to his face. Just looking at him she could tell he was a kind person but looking in his eyes it was obvious he had gone through more pain than a child his age should have. She sighed softly somehow it bothered her to know that. She looked back at the board. Seto slightly raised a brow and looked back at the board.

Suddenly she made a questionable move, Seto saw this and went in for a direct attack. Yukiko smirked, attacking back. It was then the chess board became their battlefield. The power changing shift back and fourth. That's when they started having some fun. The game proved to be more interesting than the other thought it would be. Piece after piece disappearing from the board. "I have to admit...you're a formidable opponent." Seto commented lowly. She nodded, the look in her eyes saying, "Like wise."

He smirked making his move. They hadn't noticed the crowd that surrounded them waiting in anticipation for one to rise as the victor. The board nearly empty now and the power in Seto's hand. He grinned at her,"How about we make this interesting?" He asked. She raised an eyebrow, mentally asking interesting?

He nodded,"If I win you have to do any dare I ask and if you win I do any dare you ask. Deal?" She thought about it for a minute taking a quick glance at the board. Nodding she extended her hand toward him. Taking her hand they shook on it. What could possibly go wrong?

The crowd went silent, their glances shifting between the two opponents.

Unnoticed for the opposite side of the room stood Mrs. Taylor accompanied by a bruised up black-eyed Hojo. "Him!" He said pointing,"He did this to me !" The boy crying out softly.

"Seto! Seto!" She said walking over,"You, child need to come with me!" Her tone serious. Seto looked up at her and so did Yukiko.

"What happened?" He asked. She didn't say anything instead looked at the him than Yukiko. Her eyes narrowing slightly,"Of course." She muttered lowly unaware the girl heard. Seto got up his small heart beating faster,"Come with me Mokuba." He said, hiding his fear. "No, he stays here. You come with me by yourself." Mrs. Taylor said pulling his arm and dragging him away. Hojo followed them. Silently the other kids exchanged glances and murmured.

"Oooh, he's in trouble."

"Why?"

"I dunno, but Mrs. Taylor is more angrier than I have ever seen her."

Soon they all went their separate ways.

Yukiko looked at Mokuba who sat alone crying lowly. He hadn't been away from Seto's side since almost birth, he didn't know what to do. Reaching out the girl grabbed his hand trying to reassure his all would be okay. He looked at her in surprise. His eyes made her tense up realising this was the most amount of human contact she has had with anyone in a long time. Mokuba's look of surprise faded as he throw himself into her arms looking for comfort. She froze completely, looking around. "..." She blinked letting out a small breath as she slowly wrapped her arms around him. What else could she do? He was already clinging to her.

Seto walked down the long hallway following Mrs. Taylor and Hojo, upon seeing him he knew what it was about. He sighed, of course, there was no way of getting away with it. He was prepared to defend himself. Getting to

her office she opened the door,"In now." She said in a darkened tone. The boys stepped in taking a seat in the one placed promptly in front of a

rather large desk. "Seto..." she said closing her door and walking to her desk sitting down,"Can you tell me what you see here?" she asked gesturing to Hojo. Seto looked at Hojo. "Hojo." He replied dully.

Immediately Mrs. Taylor became irritated,"We can see tha but tell me more. How does Hojo look?" Seto didn't glance at him,"Like someone kicked his butt." He answered trying to keep his anger from rising, somehow he saw were this meeting was going. "That's right and in this orphanage we don't tolerate when a child of ours gets beat up. Now, answer me this. Did you do this to him?" Seto looked directly at her keep the straightest of faces,"Yes but only because he was bot"I asked for a yes or no, not an explanation." She cut him off. "But!" He retorted. "Quiet now!" She raised her voice at him making him go silent. "Hojo, why don't you tell me what happened first." She looked at the other boy. Hojo nodded,"W-Well I was just playing around in the yard when his younger brother saw the toy airplane I had and took it from me. I-I tried to get it back from him and when I took it he started crying but then he stopped and left. and I went back to playing.." He trailed off sniffing a bit as small tears formed in his eyes,"Then out of no where Seto came and pushed me to the ground, he shouted mean words at me and started punching me." Hojo paused for a second, starting up his voice cracked,"I...I tried to explain to him what happened but he wouldn't let me. He just kept saying mean things. I didn't do anything wrong." He cried out.

Seto's eyes widened, not expecting this. Mrs. Taylor looked over at him,"Well, what do you have to say for yourself Seto?" She asked. "H-He's lying!" He stammered,"He took the toy from Mokuba, I didn't call him anything mean! Yes, I hit him but that's because he made my brother cry!" She looked between, choosing whose story to believe. He dark eyes landed back on Seto,"No matter what you are not to his another student. From now until next week you are not allowed to go outside, no t.v., no desserts, no game room, no nothing, and you will be put to clean up." Obviously, his side of the story was said in vain. "Do I make myself clear?" She asked. Seto frowned,"Yes." He nodded, bottling his anger. "You can leave. Hojo, stay with me." She eyes narrowed at Hojo, secretly Hojo shot Seto a victorious smirk that mocked the small boy.

You'll pay. Seto thought heading out and back to the game room. Looking in he spotted Mokuba, who comfortably laid in Yukiko's embrace. The girl still tense by the fact someone was hugging her. Raising a brow he figured for the moment Mokuba was in OK hands and went straight for his room. This day couldn't possibly get worse. He thought.

The same night Seto's punishment was taken into action, he was set out to fix the table, serve the plates and drinks then after fix up the table wash the dishes and sweep the floor while everyone else was sent to bed. Mrs. Taylor becoming stricter on Seto. She nit picked forcing the boy to re-do what he had already done. Late in the night when the boy proved to be too tired to do anything else is when he got to bed. Little Mokuba already sleeping. He had kicked the blankets off. Seto walked over and fixed them giving Mokuba a light hug before climbing in his bed and falling asleep.

Small light foot steps ran across the linoleum floor. She stopped looking around. Dressed from her head to her toes in all black she acted as if she were a ninja. To go with her all black apparel she wore a hat holding back her long hair and gloves just in case. Her brown eyes shifting back and forth between the window and Mrs. Taylor's room. Quickly, she made a run for the window opening it and jumping out. Making a near perfect landing Yukiko left to the hole in the fence but instead of making her way to the river under the highway bypass she found herself by the 'warden's car. She walked toward the tall grass looking through it. I know it's here somewhere...where did I put it? She thought, shifting it around,"Here you are!" She whispered almost happily to herself. "Now where was I?...Oh yeah." She turned back to the car tightly gripping on a pipe.

Swinging with full force she knocked the side view mirror clean off. Casually the girl walked around the other side taking that one off as well. She whistled softly to herself, whistling a bit of a delightful tune. Next, the tail lights felt the fury of Yukiko's pipe then the front lights. Not long after the windshield. Satisfied with her work she tossed the pipe far away and ran. "I'm bored...what to do now?" She murmured looking around,"I think I'll see a night out on the town." She walked away, taking off her hat.