A/N : Hi! So yeah, i'm gonna try and get into a good routine of updating weekly. No more hugely long breaks for me. So... New Chapter! In this we meet Yukiko's parent's and learn her birth name. Should be fun... Please enjoy and if the feeling hits, I do like hearing peoples thoughts! Thank you! Xx

Chapter Two

Yukiko sat at the dining table, her eyes determinedly focused on the plate before her. The food there looked delicious and made her mouth water, but somehow she found her stomach churned making her struggle to eat. Yukiko chanced a look up at the three others sat around the table. Her mother was an attractive woman, but she was stern. She was sat at the table her stance that of royalty. She always did act way above her social status. Her father sat by the woman's side, his position much the same. Yukiko found herself wondering what had made both her parents become like this. She frowned, glad she'd been rebellious and that this uppity attitude had not rubbed off on her.

"Kaori, sit up straight!" The woman snapped. Yukiko straightened her back before she realised she'd obeyed her mother's order. Even after this much time away from her, the sternness of the woman's voice made her react instinctively. Yukiko scowled, but luckily her mother's sharp gaze didn't see. Yukiko thought idly back to the morning's conversation she'd had with Seto about that damn magazine article. Her parents lived in a small village quite far from Domino and they never agreed with trashy press, so she knew they wouldn't have read the offensive article. She tried to imagine what their reaction would have been if they had read it. She supressed a giggle. It would have been a very unpleasant conversation.

"So, Mr and Mrs Endo, I hope you had a pleasant journey." Kaiba spoke, breaking the silence. Yukiko glanced around at him and smiled. He was really trying to get them to like him. Unfortunately, Yukiko was pretty sure it was a lost cause. Her parents didn't like anyone.

"It was satisfactory," Her mother sniffed picking up her wine glass. She took a tiny, delicate sip of the expensive liquid inside. Yukiko scowled harder, glaring at her mum for her lack of enthusiasm keeping a conversation running. Throw the poor guy a bone, Yukiko thought sourly.

"Is your room suitable?" Kaiba asked politely.

"It will do," Her father answered, taking a bite of the food.

"Dad!" Yukiko growled warningly at him. He lifted his eyes to meet her gaze and frowned at his only child. He shook his head slightly and continued to eat. Yukiko forced herself to relax.

"Seto, what was it you said you did?" Her Father asked looking up at the dark haired man. Again, her parents showed their ignorance through lack of knowledge. It came as no surprise to Yukiko that her parents would have no idea about the biggest gaming company in the country. Even so Yukiko wished the question hadn't been asked. She knew how her parents felt about games and here she was dating and living with a… well… Seto Kaiba. She blushed thinking this. She would never have imagined this was where she'd end up, living with a Duel Monster Champion and befriending the King of Games. It was in reality a dream, but the statuses of the people she loved didn't matter to her. Yugi could lose his title and Kaiba could lose his company, but she would still love all of them no matter what.

"I run a successful gaming company," Kaiba's stern voice spoke, bringing Yukiko back to reality. She bit her lip and leant forwards, resting her elbows on the table as she dreaded the direction of the conversation.

"Kaori Endo! Elbows!" Her mother snapped again. Yukiko jumped, startled by the sudden loud noise. She shot back up straight, hardly daring to move.

Kaori Endo. It was a name that meant very little to her now. It was someone she had known a long time ago, it wasn't her. Not anymore. She hadn't been shy little Kaori Endo for a long time. She was Yukiko, honorary Kaiba and Duel monster learner. She had true friends now and a family larger than just her parents.

"Gaming company?" Her father asked suspiciously, not even trying to cover the scathing tone in his voice. Yukiko stared at Kaiba, wishing he would change the subject. She saw Kaiba's blue eyes glance her way very briefly, but then he turned his attention back to her dad.

"Yes, Kaiba Corp. We specialise in holographic technology." Kaiba explained fleetingly.

"Kaiba Corp," her mother repeated the word, her brows furrowed.

"How did you meet our daughter? In her very rare and brief visits, it has never come up…" Her father asked. Kaiba allowed a brief smile to pass across his lips before replying.

"Your daughter was, as I'm sure you're aware, taken by an evil being. She escaped and found her way to my door step. Through the terror I'm sure she must have felt, she was unable to tell me her name or where she lived. I took her in. To cut a long story short, she saved my life," He explained, cutting a massive amount of the story out. Yukiko frowned at the ending.

"You did save me too." She added.

"And you said it was someone who'd become obsessed with a game… what was it… Duel creatures?" Her father continued, his voice beginning to sound dangerous.

"Duel monsters, dad," Yukiko replied gazing back down at her untouched food.

"And… isn't that a game your company specialize in?" He demanded accusingly.

"Dad!" Yukiko exclaimed hating the direction in which this was going.

"I'm not going to insult your intelligence, Mr Endo. Yes, it is a game we specialize in." Kaiba replied, resting his elbows upon the table and clasping his fingers, resting his chin upon them. Her dad suddenly shot up, his eyes livid.

"And you think that it is acceptable to allow our Daughter to be involved in it?" He cried outraged. Yukiko stood up too, her expression blazing.

"Dad! Stop this now!" She shouted at him, her fists clenched by her side.

"Kaori Endo, we are leaving!" Her Mother stated, standing up also and placing her napkin on the table.

"My name is Yukiko! I haven't been Kaori for a very long time! And I'm not going anywhere!" Yukiko cried back, her face growing hot.

"Mother, Father, you are guests in this house and yet you've been rude and unpleasant and ungrateful! I want you to leave!" Yukiko cried as her mother walked round the table towards her. Her mother ignored her protests and tried to grab her arm. Tears were pooling in Yukiko's eyes as she moved away from the blonde woman.

"Kaori. We. Are. Leaving!" Her mother stated. Yukiko moved further away.

"Go. You are not welcome here, but I am not leaving. This is my home now." Yukiko spoke, folding her arms and turning away from her parents.

"Kaori, we will not ask you again!" Her father shouted, his voice reverberating around the room. This hurt Yukiko. She disliked her parents, she knew they were rude and obnoxious and they didn't understand her at all. Despite all of this, it was hard, harder than she'd imagined it could ever be, to go against their wishes and disobey them. It frightened her, but she knew she was older now. She didn't have to follow their orders. She had her own life now. She stuck her chin out stubbornly and looked away from them, much like a stroppy preteen would do. As she did, she heard a shot followed instantly by a siren beginning to blare.

Yukiko gazed around at Seto's position at the table, but his chair was empty. Yukiko frowned and gazed around the room. He was besides her before she could register his movement. He was looking around, clearly on full alert. His eyes suddenly met Yukiko's worried face.

"Take your parents to the safe room, go with them." He ordered, his voice low. Yukiko felt her heart beating fast in her chest. Had someone tried to break in? Why? Yukiko nodded to show she'd understood. She glared at her parents, realising the bad timing of this security alert. Talk about giving her parents more leverage. She walked forwards and took a hold of her mother's hand followed by her father's. Without a word of explanation, she pulled the pair out of the room and into the hall. She headed towards the side of the stairs. There was a beautiful wooden panelling under the stairs, with extravagant ornate carvings upon it. She took a hold of one of the wooden swirls, pulled it out, turned it and pushed. A door swung open, revealing a stone stair case leading downwards. Yukiko issued her parents inside and climbed in after them. She shut the door and switched on the light, illuminating the stairs.

"Go!" She ordered and watched with satisfaction as her parents climbed down what Yukiko realised was marble stair case. After several steps the staircase opened up into a living space, what would be considered small compared to the mansion above, but was in fact large by a normal person's standard. On the left of the stair well, there was a two person leather sofa and an arm chair facing a large flat screen TV. Just behind the sofas was a small but ample kitchen with, what Yukiko suspected, a fully stocked up refrigerator. To the right of the stairs was a large double bed, made up perfectly. Behind this was a single door Yukiko guessed was the bathroom. Her parents stood in the middle of the living room glaring angrily. Yukiko sighed and decided not to even try and talk. She walked to the opposite side of the safe house and sat upon the bed idly. Her parents were not about to let this drop. They both marched around and stood at the end of the bed. Yukiko glared up at them. She didn't need this. Not now. She was terrified for what might be going on upstairs.

"What?" She demanded after a few seconds of her parent's glares.

"You will come home with us. You will not stay in this city any longer." Her mother ordered in a tone that clearly showed she did not expect to be disobeyed.

"No." Yukiko replied stubbornly, standing up off the bed. She walked to the bottom of the stairs and gazed up. What was happening up there? She couldn't be sure if she was imagining it but she was convinced she could hear loud bangs in the distance. Gun shots?

"It is not a request, Kaori." Her father snapped. Yukiko turned back around and glared at the pair.

"Of course it's not. My happiness has never mattered to either of you!" She scowled at them, her cheeks turning pink.

"Kaori!" Her mum spoke with outrage.

"And my name is Yukiko! YUKIKO!" She yelled back seething, "And you know what, parents are supposed to be proud of their children! Encourage them to do what they want! NOT try and mould them to suit their selfish life style!" Yukiko continued releasing anger and thoughts she'd had locked away for many years.

"Kaori." Her father spoke, but Yukiko had worked herself up into a rage now and there was no way she was going to stop the current of emotions flowing out of her now.

"No! The night I was taken, If you had both encouraged me to follow my own path, I wouldn't have had to sneak out my bedroom and get caught! You could have taken me to the tournament! Watched me and cheered me on, but no! It's not lady like to play games, it's not proper!" Yukiko raged, tears leaking down her cheeks now.

"Kaori," Her mother spoke warningly.

"WHAT?" Yukiko demanded wiping the tears from her cheeks. Yukiko focused on her parents faces and saw they were gazing somewhere behind her up the stairs. Yukiko spun around and gazed up the steps. Light was streaming in up at the top, a silhouette framed there. She watched as the figure took a few steps towards them. The person was muscular and every inch of him apart from his eyes was covered in black cloth. In his chunky hands, he clutched a gun.

"Oh," Yukiko breathed suddenly filled with dread.