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Fleeing the Shadows	By : tavia454 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6110 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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And on to the next chapter. Thank you for sticking with me on this
story. Nothing new to report here other than I am still fighting with writer�s
block at the moment. It comes and it goes � along with what little sleep I do
get. Oh well, maybe some day things will get better! Right?

I
will be starting another story with in the next week or so�so stay tuned for
that one. It is in collaboration with Catti from AFF.
The title is Angel of Mine. Both of these stories are entering their final
chapters, so I figured that I should probably get a move on posting that one as
well. Thank you everyone for reading and/or reviewing! I love to hear your
comments!

Sincerely,
Tavi

Here
we go with the next chapter: I don�t own shit! *sobs* except for this annoying
plot bunny that doesn�t seem to come around much!

�So
tell me why we�re here again?� Yugi questioned as he poked his head out the
door, meeting Atemu�s concerned gaze for a brief second

�A flash of light at the edge of Yugi�s vision
caught his attention. The small teen glanced down at the gleaming gold puzzle
that he and Atemu had completed the day before. This was supposed to strengthen
their link so long as he wore it � regardless of distance. Now, no matter how
far apart they were, they would be able to communicate with each other
mentally.

According
to Isis it was made from a mixture of the
Pharaoh�s life blood and a variety of precious metals. It was created by the
Druid Priests in a desperate, last ditch attempt to find the Pharaoh�s light
half in the next life. But they never got the chance to use it or any of the
other pieces they had made with the remains of their victims for they died
brutally at the hands of Egypt�s Queen and an army of irate peasants.

Just
the thought that he held some of him and Atemu from a former life was enough to
send his head spinning. It made the whole story that Isis and Shadi told that much more
significant.

Atemu
stepped into the room, glancing around curiously, drawing the teen�s eyes back
to him as he answered the question. ��Hopefully we are here to find the person
who�s responsible for this mess.�

At
the word mess, the amethyst eyed teen
glanced at the untidy floor. He recognized some of the parts and pieces that
lay scattered about as stuff that he had had when he was younger. Yugi wrinkled
his nose as he brushed some of the toys and odds and ends to the side with his
foot, clearing a path. It was awfully cluttered in here.

�So
let me get this straight�we�re inside my mind right now? And we�re looking
for��

��Something
that is hidden, either by you or by someone else.� Atemu finished for him.
�This was what bothered me the other night, but I was not able to put it
together until Isis mentioned it yesterday. You are
missing memories. Whatever happened to you, it happened just before you turned
six. That�s when your grandfather ran�you should remember that at least.�

Yugi
blinked up at him before turning his attention back to the floor, with a shake
of his head, and sweeping some more of the clutter into a pile with his foot.
He couldn�t get past the state of the room.

�My
mind�? I know I�m not the cleanest person, but this is ridiculous! There�s
stuff scattered everywhere. How are we going to find
these�whatever�when we don�t even know what we�re looking for?!�

�Relax
Aibou�I am not here to judge you based on what this room looks like.� The agent
turned his piercing scarlet eyes in the teen�s direction. �You�re a complicated
person. There are a lot of things going on in your life. You�re not going to be
able to file all of your thoughts away neatly and keep them there. All of this
could be just passing thoughts, reflections of lost innocence that you haven�t
had the time to sort out. But what we�re looking for is older�something that
you haven�t thought of in a while.�

Atemu
kneeled down to take a peek under the unmade bed. After making a thorough
search and seeing nothing, he stood and made his way to the open toy box by the
closet door.

By
the time the agent had finished rifling through the toy box; Yugi had managed
to clear a large path on the floor and was currently perusing a bunch of worn
looking, homemade VHS in the corner by the silent television. They were the
only objects in the room that were arranged neatly by number.

Gently,
he fingered the first one which was marked with a large 6, which was sticking
out further than the rest. The others seemed to follow in numerical order all
the way up to 17.

��Something
like these?� He reached out and pulled the first one off the shelf.

The
agent walked over to where the teen was standing. He lifted the tape out of
Yugi�s hand, looking at the title. �Why don�t we check it out?�

Atemu
hit the on button for the VCR and ejected the tape that was inside, replacing
it with the one in his hand and turning on the TV. The large image of a
growling dog filled the screen.

�GAH!� Yugi jumped back and glared at the
television. �I really hated that dog!�

Atemu
watched the image of the snarling beast for a moment longer before hitting the
pause button and glancing at the tape in his hand. This one was numbered with a
17. Interesting.

�That
was the dog you were talking about the other night?�

Yugi
nodded solemnly with a shudder.

�Yeah�he
used to make my life a living hell when we lived in that first apartment�� Yugi
stepped up once the dog was frozen on the screen in mid bark and glanced at the
tape the agent held. �What do you think they are?�

Atemu
ejected the first one and set the one labeled 17 in the player. A blurry,
familiar image filled the screen. The old man�s final moments. Quickly he
ejected that one as well, before Yugi even had a chance to comprehend what it
was.

�They�re
memories Aibou.� Atemu answered. �Memories that were
significant to you for one reason or another. They seem to go in order by year.
But you�re missing 1 through 5. We need to find those��

The
ruby eyed agent replaced the tapes next to the others and they began to search
the room for the missing tapes. Now that they knew what they were looking for,
this mission didn�t seem so hopeless. When the idea of searching through Yugi�s
mind was first brought up a couple of days ago both of them had been hesitant.
To do so might bring out memories of the past that Yugi would be unable to deal
with.

But
Isis managed to convince them that this was
their best chance of finding out who was the leader of the deadly cult. And
that Yugi would have to deal with those memories eventually.

Yugi
glanced around the room, chewing on a hangnail. �If I were trying to hide
something�I would put it�in the closet! Out of sight, out of
mind.�

The
petite teen ran over to the closet door and yanked it open. To his
disappointment, it was bare. There was absolutely nothing inside, not even on
the shelf. So much for that idea. Now he had no clue
where to look. But if he didn�t hide them�then who did?

�Aibou,
I don�t think you were the one to hide those memories. You could have buried
them for a long time, covered them up with fake ones - but not hide them
completely. Could your grandfather have hidden them, perhaps thinking he was
protecting you�?�

Yugi
turned to face his other half, a troubled look on his face. �I don�t know why
he would have done that though. I��

�Little
one, kids say things before they think. Maybe he thought you would be safer if
you couldn�t say the wrong thing in front of the wrong person. It may have been
the only way to keep you safe.� Atemu put a gentle hand to his chin, raising
his face to meet his eyes. ��there�s only one way to find out. Where was his
favorite hiding place?�

Yugi
chewed on his bottom lip thoughtfully as he wracked his brain for the answer.
Those memories had to be here somewhere. They had to be. The notion that it was
his grandfather who originally hid them hurt him. He almost felt like his
grandfather didn�t trust him. It was bad enough that most of his life was a
lie, but this was inexcusable. It was his life! And his death
if he didn�t find them. Think! There had to be somewhere that the man
was fond of as a hiding place.

��In
Grandpa�s room he always had a loose floorboard. There was one in every house.
He would hide money and he even had a couple of rings in there at one time, but
I think they were lost along the way. He told me about them one day, saying
that if something happened to him I needed to know.�

At
the mention of a loose board, Atemu dropped to his knees and began feeling the
floor, searching for a board that was uneven from the others. And he found it
in front of the television, almost hidden from view by the edge of the TV
stand. Carefully he pried the loose board up. Inside was a hollowed out space
just barely large enough to hide VHS tapes.

�I
think we have found what we were looking for.� Atemu announced as he pulled a
dusty bundle out of the hole.

Sure
enough, wrapped carefully inside a cloth were the tapes numbered 1 through 5.
Taped to the top of the first one was a note written in what appeared to be
blood. Atemu peeled the yellowed paper off of the tapes and handed it to Yugi,
who had dropped to his knees to get a closer look.

�To
my wonderful grandson�� Yugi read aloud. �If you have found these memories then
I will assume that I am no longer around and they have found you. I�m sorry. I
have prayed nightly to the Gods for your continued safety and happiness. But if
you have indeed come looking for these than I�m quite sure that my pleas have
been unanswered. My only prayer than is that you have found your darkness. You
will need him as well as these memories to defeat the growing evil. Please
forgive me. I intended to help you recover these memories as soon as you were
out of the reach of this group. For they also contain memories of your parents
as well. Know that I love you with all of my heart. And please be careful.
Love, Siamun Hitori.�

The
small teen sat back on his heels with a sniffle. He wiped the moisture out of
his eyes. He could picture his grandfather�s normally smiling face as he read
the words on the note.

Atemu
pulled the distraught teen into his arms and held him close, letting him sob
out his frustrations. �I know its hard Aibou�I�ve been there. I�m sorry you
have to go through this.�

After
Yugi acknowledged that he was ready the agent slipped the first tape into the
player and they watched as the teen�s childhood ran across the screen. It
wasn�t until an hour and three tapes later that they came across what they were
looking for.

They
watched dumbstruck as the long forgotten memories rolled across the screen, the
atrocities that this group had committed coming back to the small teen with
each and every blurred, darkened image. Tears rolled unchecked down Yugi�s
face. This was why his grandfather had run! This was why his life had been a
lie! But it wasn�t enough. They were still clueless as to the shadowed man�s
identity.

�I
know that voice�� Atemu mused. He had heard that voice somewhere before. And
there was something else nagging at his brain. How did they know of his little
one�s light?

�I�m
so sick of this!� Yugi slapped the eject button as he swallowed around the lump
of emotion threatening to clog his throat. �He�s ruined my life! He�s killed my
grandfather�my friends�my parents�he�s trying to kill me�and he�s trying to
kill you! I can�t just sit back and take it anymore! I hate that bastard!!!!�

�Aibou!� Atemu couldn�t believe what he was
hearing. He wrapped the boy back up in his arms and let him cry.

His
little one was the last person on earth to wish someone ill. But as he looked
deeply into those beautiful amethyst jewels, Atemu realized that the boy was
beyond hurt. What this man did was unforgivable. And he would make sure that he
paid for it with his life. There was no reason to hurt an innocent boy like his
Aibou, to kill his family and friends. Not for power, not for money. No reason
at all.

�I
promise you�he will be paid back for the wrong that he has done Aibou.� Atemu
brushed a stray lock of hair out of the teen�s face, their eyes connecting.
�This I swear��

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��Ryou?�
Isis called out to the unresponsive teen.
�Ryou, can you hear me?�

The
white haired teen groaned, shaking his head to clear the cobwebs. He could
barely focus on the faces that were looking down on him. Even
though he knew who they were.

�I
think we pushed too hard.� Bakura commented as he hoisted the half conscious
teen into his arms. �He�s really out of it. I�m going to put him to bed and let
him sleep it off for a while.�

�NO!�
Ryou shouted as he struggled out of the agent�s arms. �I can do this!�

�Easy�this
is only your second day. You don�t need to accomplish every task I set before
you the first time.� Isis laid a gentle hand on the teen�s
shoulder. �It will come to you.�

�I-I
want to help�please, I can do this.� Ryou pleaded with the two of them.

The
white haired teen was so sick of being useless. If he had the ability to help
the only people who had ever thought to befriend him then he would damn well
learn how to use it. Each and every one of this group had helped him out in
different ways. He wanted to return the favor.

�Very well. Rest for a few minutes and we will try
again.� Isis said as she backed away from the white
haired duo, giving them some space.

Both
nodded and Bakura let the teen�s feet touch the floor, guiding him over to the
couch. Their exercises were draining - both mentally and physically. They had
the mind link down. That was the easy part. Once they knew what to look for it
was easy to find it buried within their minds. But the hard part was mastering
their other powers.

At
least they had started out with something relatively easy yesterday, like
healing � Shadi and Marik were extremely grateful to return to their uninjured
state � as was Isis. But now it was on to controlling some
of the harder talents. Ryou�s gift of redirecting
people�s attention away from him was particularly taxing, since the teen was a
total novice when it came to magical gifts.

The
white haired teen�s objective in these exercises was to slip into a room
without notice and snatch something from right underneath Shadi and Isis�s noses. The object he was to steal
was an odd looking golden ring that Isis
had promised to explain as soon as he accomplished his mission. The other pairs
had already earned their items, now it was their turn. And so far the slender
teen hadn�t had much success. He was currently on his seventh try.

��Okay�I�m
going for it.� Ryou said as he pushed himself off the couch.

Isis
glanced at him in surprise. Who would have known that for someone so fragile
looking the boy had the tenacity of a mule. She smiled at him. �Just remember,
you need to concentrate on projecting your thoughts onto me.�

Ryou
nodded as he slipped out of the room. Just concentrate. They can�t see you�you
don�t exist�you�re nothing but a figment of imagination. He closed his eyes and
took a deep breath, centering on those thoughts. When he opened his eyes, he
thought�I am the shadows, I have no substance. You cannot see me.

The
teen glanced around the room. Shadi and Isis were involved in conversation.
Bakura was no where to be seen. He took a hesitant step into the room, still
concentrating on projecting his thoughts outward. So far - so
good. Another step and he was halfway into to the couch. His target was
lying atop the coffee table in plain view of the two agents. He was so
close�did they even see him yet? If either of them did, they made no outward
showing.

�And
that is where you come back into focus young one.� Isis exclaimed as she picked the ring up
off the table, out of his reach. �The moment you second guess your abilities
you lose your cover.�

Ryou
jumped at the comment, not comprehending at first that she was talking to him.
He put his hands to his head, the ache that had begun earlier only seeming to
pound even louder in his ears. With a groan he sank to his knees.

�It�s
time to rest.� Bakura materialized beside him to lay a tender hand on his
shoulder.

At
the gentle touch Ryou cried out, not realizing that his boyfriend was that
close to him. �Where�how�?�

�As
your darkness I have some of the same gifts as you. I�ve practiced that one
many times before. You are still new to this.� Bakura grinned as he pulled the
teen into his embrace.

�Mm-hmm. I remember a certain little
sneak-thief that used to steal cookies all the time when he was younger.� Isis smirked at her nephew. �And other
things when he got older. I would say you made good use of that particular
talent.�

Bakura
grinned back, unrepentantly. �I should say so.�

A
commotion from upstairs caught the group�s attention, as Atemu and Yugi flew
down the stairs and into the room. Both of their faces were white as sheets.

�Get
a hold of Malik�now!� Atemu commanded. �We�ve been over thinking this�their
scout is able to sense light through touch!!�

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Malik
grinned to himself as he opened the door to his cluttered office. Good, he was
the first one here. Maybe he could get some work done on top of completing his
part of their mission. He certainly wasn�t able to get anything done when he
and Marik had returned home three days ago.

If
it wasn�t sex his taller duplicate was after, then it was access to the weird
shaped golden rod that Isis had given to him before they left. Marik�s interest
in the artifact bordered on obsession. He loved to point it out the
window at innocent passers by and make them act like complete idiots. Or to
unsheathe the sharp blade that was hidden inside and sharpen
its length until you could cut a piece of paper with a light nudge.

Malik
shook his head and began to clear some of the mess off his desk. He shared the
office with three other agents. Two of them were Atemu and Seto. And he had to
act as if he had no idea that they had gone AWOL. This was not going to be the
easiest task.

About
a half an hour into the clearing of the desk and a bald head poked inside the
door, a nasally whining voice accompanying it. �You�uh,
Malik�my office now!!!�

Malik
glared at the man who was standing just outside the door impatiently tapping
his foot. This was why he spent as little time as possible at the office. This
man was nothing but a traitor to hard working field agents everywhere. With a growl
the platinum blonde stood and made his way out the door, following the man down
the hall. Heads turned and many other agents stood in the doorways of their
offices as he passed, waiting to see what would happen.

The
door behind him shut with a bang and Malik found himself
facing an inquisitorial squad made up of a couple of senators and body guards,
along with the director and assistant director themselves. So much for beating
around the bush!

�What�s
up?� Malik nodded to the others present as he stood by the door. �And where�s
the rest of my team. Shouldn�t someone have been here by now to fill me in?�

�No
one�s been in contact with you have they?� The director himself was speaking.

Malik
looked up with innocent eyes. �I�ve been in Aruba for the last two weeks. How the hell
is anyone supposed to get a hold of me? I left my cell phone here just for that
reason! Now what the hell is going on?�

�Bullshit.�
One of the body guards coughed.

Malik
raised an eyebrow at his arrogance, but remained silent, his attention glued to
his superior. Oh how he would love to show that man�

�And
you have no idea where Atemu, Isis or Shadi are at the present time?� One of
the senators questioned him this time.

Malik
turned his gaze towards the one speaking. He had never met this man before. He
met the one visible eye with an irritated look. �Not a clue. Why?�

Another
senator spoke up, this one with long hair tied back in a queue, his eyes
strangely mismatched. �What about Seto�have you heard from him at all?�

Malik
gave another one word answer before handing back a question of his own. They
continued to batter him down with questions without bothering to answer any of
his. They even questioned him on the bounty hunter he brought in on a case by
case basis. This went on for an hour or so � both sides feeling the strain of
the heated discussion � before the platinum blonde�s temper finally surfaced.

�What the fuck is going on?!� Malik blew up, turning his attention
to Dox. �Why do I feel as if I�m on
trial for something that I don�t even know about?! How about this�you
tell me what�s going on�or I walk out those doors and start asking questions of
my own � official capacity or not! What�s it going to be ladies?�

Dox blew a long, aggravated sigh, eyeing
Malik with a glare. �Could you at least pretend to show some respect�?�

��Like
you respected me by dragging me in here in front of the whole building for
something I wasn�t present for�show me some respect and I�ll let you earn it
back.� Malik replied with a snarl.

�Very well.� The senator with half of his face
hidden behind a curtain of very white hair addressed him with a sneer. �This is
an investigation of your team. It seems as though three of your members,
possibly four are party to the kidnapping of two young boys. One of whom is a
witness to the ritual killings. I�m sure
you know nothing about it.�

��Bullshit!!!!�
Malik roared in disbelief, pointing a finger at the uppity senator. �What the
fuck kind of drugs are you people on? I know better
than to think that any member of my team is capable of that so you better
explain yourself!�

The
platinum blonde slapped his hands on his superior�s desk with a glare, ignoring
the others in the room, as he waited impatiently for the man�s response. He was
willing to bet that at least one � if not more � were a part of the cult that
was chasing his family. Hopefully one of them was not the scout. But so far no
one had challenged his stance, so he was sure that was not the case. He would
really have to be on guard for that one.

��I�m afraid so son�� The director pulled a
large file off of the desk and sat down in his overstuffed chair, leafing
through the pages. �There are documents in this file that point to their guilt.
As of right now you are on probation. If anyone attempts to call you�I want to
know immediately. That�s an order!�

�You
will let me look through that file!�
The agent hissed.

It
was protocol for the director to let the accused at least glance at the
evidence against them before dropping the hammer. And he wanted to see what
they were up against. How much of their original evidence had been tampered
with.

The
director gave him a short glare, which Malik shot right back at him.
Reluctantly the man handed the folder over for the agent to peruse at his
leisure on the condition that he returned it when he was finished. Malik
snatched the folder with a grunt and turned his back on the man to flip through
the pages. It was taking a rather large effort on his part not to reach out and
touch someone. And the whole group
seemed to know it.

Dox tried to diffuse the situation.
�Malik�I know this is highly irregular but�We have direct orders from congress
on this. In fact, Senators Pegasus and Dartz were
sent here specifically to oversee this operation��

�What-fuckin-ever!� Malik growled, thoroughly incensed.
�State it as you wish�your looking for scapegoats. I�ll be at my desk if you
need me. I have a lot of work to
catch up on. Something you don�t seem to know anything about!�

The
blonde agent turned to leave and found his way was blocked by the two senators
and their body guards. Warily he eyed the group. What was their problem?

�I�m
sorry our first meeting had to be like this�Malik was it? I�ve heard some very
good things about you. Please, I would hate to think that you view me as an
enemy�� The white haired senator held out his hand for Malik to shake.

Grinding
his teeth, the agent reached his hand out�Anything to get this asshole to move
out of his way.

�Malik! Don�t touch anyone!� Marik�s distressed voice sounded in his head. �That�s how
they scout!!!�

How
in the hell?!

�Eat
shit!� Malik sneezed, bringing his hand back just short of the handshake to
cover his mouth. �Eat shit!!� He sneezed again, his hands covered with a spray
of saliva.

He
sniffled a couple of times and wiped his nose with his
hands. And held the hand back out for the senator. Pegasus wrinkled his nose
and put his hands behind his back, pretending as if he hadn�t been willing to
shake the moment before.

�What
the hell did you just say?� Dox rose from his desk to
question the agent.

Malik
looked back innocently. �Say what? I sneezed�� And he sneezed again,
powerfully, spraying the senators within his range with spittle.

�Ahh�sorry, I�m allergic to bullshit and there seems to be a
lot of it in this room. Now if you�ll excuse me.� Quickly he left the room,
leaving behind six rather confused people as he sneezed
a couple more times.

Once
he made it to the safety of his office, Malik reopened the link with his darker
half. �Marik�are you still there?�

�I�m
here�in fact I�m sitting in a car just across the street. I have the rod,
remember? You have no idea how many laws I broke trying to get here! You will
carry this with you at all times from here on out!�

�Ah
right�� Malik said to himself. Then he sent to Marik �What was that all about?�

��Atemu just called me.� Came
the reply. �He and Yugi found out how they scout the lights. Through
touch.�

�You
probably just saved my ass back there! I got dragged into the office the moment
they realized I was here. One of the senators tried to shake my hand�

�What!!!
Who is this asshole?!�

�I
think his name was Pegasus�I�m going to research him. And a
Senator Dartz as well.�

�I�ll
find out where they live�Are you going to stay there knowing that the head scout
could be in the building?� There was a pleading note to Marik�s
mental voice.

�No�I�m
going home. That was too close for comfort if he was indeed the scout. No,
we�ll do this our way.� Malik said as he packed up the pertinent files and
walked out of the office.

As
he walked out of the building he nodded to those agents he knew. Most of them
nodded back, offering understanding and help in that simple gesture. The agents
protected their own, at least until guilt was proven. After all, it wasn�t the
first time that one of their own had taken the fall for a person with high
political connections.

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�I�m
telling you I sensed something!� Dartz hissed to his
partner as they walked down the corridor, their guards behind them. �I could
feel the presence of another in that room. That boy knows more than he�s
letting on!�

�I
don�t doubt you. All I�m saying is that we�re running low on time. And I don�t
want to think that you�re jumping at shadows.� Pegasus replied evenly. �If I
could have just touched him�I would have known!�

�Then
you should have shaken his hand.�

�Not
after that!� Pegasus snorted. �Did you see the snot dripping off his fingers?
He�ll be around�I�ll get another chance.�

The
foursome rounded the corner just in time to see Malik turn and give them the
finger from the other side of the front desk. And then he was gone. The elder
senator turned to the lady at the desk with a broad smile.

�Where�s
Agent Malik going? And when�s he coming back?�

The
secretary took a moment to look through her notes. �He has an interview
scheduled with Mr. Chance LaPort on the museum
robbery last month. He said he would be back in late tomorrow, if he finishes
with the two interviews he has. If not he will be in on Thursday.�

Pegasus
turned to Dartz. �Well, we�ll have to come back
tomorrow and have a little discussion with him. I thought Dox
wasn�t going to let him out of his sight?�

�Then
we need to have a discussion with Dox.� Dartz replied as he turned back to the cluster of offices.
�He needs to understand the severity of the situation.�

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�So
this is where Yug used to live�� Jou trailed off as
he spied the large manor.

�That�s
what Isis said.� Seto replied, staring at the
house.

It
wasn�t rundown, but it wasn�t occupied either. From the tax records they had
been able to procure, the house still belonged to the estate of Akim and Iori Hitori.
And that all taxes were up to date. Everything went through a lawyer just
outside of town. And that was where they had stopped before coming out here.

The
lawyer wasn�t very helpful at first. Until they stated what
they had come for. They had poured out Yugi�s story, handing over
supporting documents, having to put trust and faith into a friend of the Hitoris that they didn�t even know. But it worked. She was
able to produce documents that were given to her by Iori
and even a set of keys to the house. But that was as far as she was willing to
go to help out the weary agent and his new partner, preferring not to get
involved in a case that politically complicated.

�Well�are
we just going to sit out here and look at the house?� Jou asked as he climbed
out of the car.

Seto
shook his head and climbed out as well. They made their way in the door and
looked around the room. It looked as if nothing had been touched in years.
There was dust everywhere. What furniture there was in the room was hidden
behind sheets, adding to the eerie quality of the room.

�The
first thing we need to find is the fire safe. If they had one it will have all
of their documents and such inside.� Seto headed for the stairs.

Jou
followed. In the stairwell there were out of date pictures of a family of
three, two smiling parents and a young child of about five. The blonde�s heart
went out to his friend. It looked like he had a beautiful family before these
people destroyed it.

The
first room they came to held nothing of interest except for the knowledge that
it was Yugi�s bedroom. The second room had the look of a home office. There was
a shroud covered desk and a couple of filing cabinets. Seto wasn�t sure if
there was a computer originally or not � time had erased all traces of what the
desk held. After searching through the files for an hour or so, the only information
they had come across was that Akim worked for a
Senator Pegasus when he was alive.

The
blue eyed agent wracked his brain for information about this senator. He
couldn�t remember hearing the name recently. But that didn�t mean anything. He
rarely ever paid attention to who was at the top of the totem pole, for they
would only be there temporarily anyways. What was the point? He didn�t work at
the FBI to play suck up to these people.

�Yugi�s
dad worked for the government?� Jou questioned. �Wow! I never would have
imagined. With as much as his grandfather hated anything to do with politics! I
mean hated!�

Seto
glanced up. �Maybe that�s why he hated them so virulently. I think I will send
this information back to the rest of the group and let them figure it out.
Let�s keep looking.�

It
was dark by the time the pair finally left the house. They hadn�t found out
much by looking through the Hitori�s records. Maybe
some of the town�s older residents could help them out. With that in mind the
two headed into town in search of lodging and perhaps a friendly face with a
long memory and an itch to tell a story.

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