Mission: Making this chapter and possibly the others longer_

ABB101: I shall try to do my best to make thee chapters longer! *trumpets*

Maria/Mari/Mary: *facepalm*

DISCLAIMER: in the name of the holy spirit, I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! In all it's glory, Amen. (SORRY IF THIS OFFENED ANY OF YOU PEOPLE!)

~INVISBLE LINE~

As the week went by, more and more commotion floated in the air. Every time you turned on the T.V. it was always about the Thief King or the White Kitten. Usually it was about the Thief King. Even today was about the Thief King. His crime today was sneaking in KC and trying to blow up the safe Seto had in his office. Security caught him somehow and Bakura jumped out the window. How did he survive? No ones knows, that's how crazy he is.

The echo of the bell signaled that school was over. Huge crowds of teens walked out the doors, chatting away. Bakura walked down the street calmly. It was Friday, the last day of school for the start of summer vacation (I wish it was). It surprised Bakura that Ryou didn't want to go to school. Supposedly he was sick so he couldn't come. Bakura had to keep an eye out on Ryou. He would never skip out on school…or would he? Bakura walked down the street and looked at the scenery around him. His shadow stretch far and tall as the golden sun set behind him. Little rays spilled on the sky, giving it a few more colors. As the light became dimmer, the darkness of the night swallowed the sky, gaining its dominance. Bakura walked a bit slower. He loved the night. How the moon shined. How the darkness covers where you're hiding. And how something so simple can be so frightening. He sighed. How was he going to reclaim his title as the one and only feared Thief King from the White Kitten was his question.

Red-brownish eyes started at the pavement below his feet. His steps echoed throughout the street. He shoved his paled hands in the pockets of his uniform. His white wild hair swayed and bounced as he walked. He needed to make a plan to make face to face with the White Kitten. He looked up at the street sign in the corner.

Not far. Just a few blocks away. This will give me time to think of my next plan for action thought Bakura.

~WITH RYOU~

Looks as if Bakura is taking his time to come home. Isn't that a shocker thought Ryou as he smirked. He flipped his silky hair back. As you can see, Bakura wasn't the only one thinking hard and long about a current 'situation'. He slipped his black bag off of him and looked himself in the mirror. He didn't look like himself. He looked a bit paler, as if he were sick. But he wasn't. He just had to convince Bakura that he was sick, that's all. He went to the living room and was greeted by his three friends Torikki, Surikki and Nazo.

Sea green eyes looked at Ryou plainly.

"Sooo, what should we do Ryou?" asked Torikki playfully as his dark blue eyes were filled with mischief. Surikki crossed his well-toned arms over his chest. Chocolate brown eyes harden a little.

"Well first I need from you guys is to do a little 'assignment' for me," smirked Ryou.

"I thought we didn't have school," whined Torikki.

"We don't genius. He's just telling us that he has something planned for us," growled Surikki.

"Oh, I knew that," Torikki said sheepishly.

Nazo rolled his eyes and looked at Ryou, "And what is this 'assignment' are you planning for us Ryou? If I may ask."

Ryou sat down on the couch. He crossed his legs and laid back while closing his eyes. He smirked, a really big smirk.

"What I need you three to do is… "

WITH BAKURA

He arrived in front of the building sooner than he thought. Thinking really passes time I guess thought Bakura. He was about to walk in when three shadows blocked his path.

"Hey! Step aside," growled Bakura. He didn't feel like fighting right now. His thinking drained his energy to fight, or so that's how he feels like at this point.

"Boss it's us! We need to talk to you," Prankster said as he walked into the light.

Bakura scoffed and crossed his arms. He didn't feel like talking right now. Even if something were up, thinking right now wasn't his cup of tea.

"What do you want?" Bakura said gruffly.

Colony narrowed his eyes at Bakura,"We happened to bump into the White Kitten when we were walking to your place,"

This caused Bakura a spark of interest. He cleared his throat and said,"What did the cat say?"

"She happened to find out what you were planning. So she thought a little contest would be fun sice she figured that you were trying to reclaim your title," Strike said.

Bakura scoffed.

"What else did she say?"

"She said that she's going into hiding. Since she heard that you were looking for her, she thought it would be a bit fun and challenging," explained Prankster.

Bakura couldn't help but pace back and forth. How was he going to find the Kitten now? He needed the thief gone, to disappear, to poof out of the face of the earth, to be sent to the shadow realm if he had to. He scratched his head in frustration. He needed a new plan. Again. He didn't like where this was going nor the fact that they have to be detectives in the look out for a thief. He didn't want to look, that's an officer job, not a thief.

How? Was the question going through Bakura's ancient brain. How was he going to force the White Kitten out of the shadows. He had all summer vacation yet with this situation, it looks like three months would seem like three weeks. Maybe even three days.

"Let me be. I'll think of a plan to make the White Kitten appear before us and to stop hiding in the shadows like the coward she is," was the last thing Bakura said as the three bowed and left. Bakura stood there like a statue, still and frozen.

"Meow,"

"What?" Bakura looked at the cat next to him. The cat's black and white fur gleamed in the moonlight. The tail swished side to side as the green eyes blinked.

"Meow," said the cat as it licked its paw and cleaned itself. Then it stretched and walked away.

Bakura looked at the cat that walked away.

"Weird," muttered Bakura. He walked in the apartment and hoped on the elevator.

~WITH RYOU~

Sitting outside on the balcony, Ryou pulled a rope until a little head popped out of the bucket.

"Hello there, kitty cat," smiled Ryou as he petted the soft fur.

"Did you do as you were told," asked Ryou.

"Meow," replied the cat, showing the white collar around its neck.

Ryou took off the collar and smirked.

"Good job. Your free to go," whispered Ryou.

The cat went in the basket and took a trip down until it touched the ground, where it scurried off. Ryou stood up and pulled the string that hold the bucket and shoved it in his closet. With a sigh, he plopped on his bed while dangling the white collar above him.

~INVISIBLE LINE~

ABB101: I hope this is long enough. I tried to make it longer. Review please!