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Bounty Hunter	By : DarkTemptations Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2760 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Bounty Hunter 1/8

Author: Dark Temptations

Beta: Vash is my Angel

Rating: NC17 *looks innocent*

Jou is a cat burglar who only steals to get money for his sister's operation...and Seto is a bounty hunter out to get him....

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Dark Temptations Presents

Bounty Hunter

Chapter 1

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The pre-dawn silence was shattered by the harsh wails of the alarms. A few minutes later, the loud barking of the guard dogs added to the noise, as their handlers joined the other security guards searching the estate's grounds.

To any casual observer, the brunette teen standing on the balcony of his bedroom would have been merely watching the commotion on the lawn below. But the boy's sapphire blue eyes were hard and cold as he regarded the security team with irritation, impatience and barely masked concern. At the sound of the glass door sliding open behind him though, the sapphire eyes warmed. He turned his head, acknowledging the smaller raven-haired boy who moved to stand beside him at the railing.

"Seto? What's going on?" Mokuba rubbed the sleep from his eyes and blinked up at his brother in confusion.

Kaiba lightly ruffled his little brother's hair. "It seems there was an intruder on the grounds. It's nothing to worry about. As you can hear, he set off the motion detectors around the house." He scowled at the continuing noise. "Remind me to replace them with something a little quieter."

Mokuba managed a small smile. "So he didn't get inside? That's good."

Kaiba frowned and shook his head. "Not good enough. He shouldn't have been able to get so close to the house. What am I paying those fools for?" He gestured at the security guards still searching the area.

"Do you think it was that cat burglar everyone's talking about?" Mokuba's eyes were wide as he gazed up at his brother, but with excitement rather than fear. "That would be so cool!"

Kaiba arched an eyebrow. "I fail to see what would be 'cool' about having a thief break into our home."

Mokuba shook his head vigorously. "Not just any thief, Seto! The Cat!" He positioned his forearms along the railing, then leaned over to rest his chin on his arms. He sighed softly, a dreamy smile on his face. "I've heard that he can get into just about anywhere, and then out again, completely undetected. The only sign that he's been there is the card he always leaves behind. A white card with a red cat's pawprint on it. They say he's tall and handsome and he always dresses completely in black. Oh, and he has deep brown eyes the colour of warm maple syrup."

Kaiba stared at Mokuba, unsure whether he was more amused or disturbed by the adoration on his younger brother's face. He was reminded of the looks Devlin's fangirls gave the Dice lover and shuddered as he quickly wiped that thought out of his mind. "Mokuba... He's just a common thief. And who are 'they'? The ones who claim to know what he looks like," he clarified at the boy's look of confusion. "If he's so good that he's never detected, then how could anyone have seen him?" A part of him hated to point out the logical flaw, but the rest of him was still shuddering at the likeness between his brother's expression and that of Devlin's fangirls.

Mokuba shook his head and gave Kaiba an almost pitying look. "He's not just a common thief! He only takes one thing from anywhere he strikes. It's like a game to him. As for his looks... It's been in all the papers and it's the talk of my school, so I can't believe it's not being talked about at your school too. How can you not have heard about it?"

"Heard about what?" Kaiba frowned, not liking the thought that he'd missed something that was obviously so well known. "You know I haven't had time to read the paper in weeks. That take-over we're in the middle of has been keeping me busy. I've barely had time to glance at the financial section." Seeing his younger brother opening his mouth, a familiar look in his eyes, Kaiba added, "As for school, you know I never listen to idle hallway gossip."

Mokuba released an exaggerated sigh and rolled his eyes. "I know, Seto. But if you had been listening, you would know that The Cat has been seen once. The lady of one of the houses he broke into caught him. He got away, but not before she got a good look at him."

Kaiba sneered. "Then he's obviously an incompetent amateur with a streak of luck that is certain to run out sooner or later." He shrugged in dismissal, but Mokuba shook his head.

"It wasn't luck that he escaped. The woman who caught him was so moved by his beauty that she let him go again." The raven-haired boy smirked. "She even gave him a gift, in return for one of his cards, so she could prove her story to all her friends."

A reluctant smile curved Kaiba's lips. "I would say that I found it hard to believe, except that I know quite a few women who would actually do that." His smile widened a fraction as his comment earned a giggle from Mokuba.

A tentative knock on the bedroom door came before Mokuba could reply. He looked up at his brother, a slight frown on his face. "It must be urgent if they're disturbing you here instead of waiting for you to go downstairs."

Kaiba nodded in agreement and left the balcony, crossing the room in a few quick strides to pull the door open. He glared at the man on the other side. "Asako. This had better be important."

The security guard nodded, his expression serious and no trace of fear or anxiety on his face. "Forgive the intrusion, Mr Kaiba. We've found something downstairs. It appears that the intruder triggered the alarms on his way *out* rather than on his way in."

Kaiba froze as he stared at the man, shock causing him to barely register the rest of the guard's words.

"One of the Ming vases is missing from the hallway and a card has been left in its place. White with a cat's pawprint inked in red. It has all the signs of being the work of The Cat, sir."

At the name, Kaiba's mind and body began to work again. Scowling he nodded abruptly to the guard and pushed past him, barely giving the startled man a chance to get out of the way. As he headed for his computer room, one thought was uppermost in his mind.

The Cat would pay for this insult.

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By the time Kaiba threw himself into the chair in front of the mainframe computer in his underground lab, he was beyond angry. He was furious. He was also, despite himself, more than a little impressed.

Despite the best security system that Kaiba Corp. made, a system which Kaiba had personally overseen every last detail of from design to installation, The Cat had managed to break in to his home, steal a priceless Ming vase and then make his escape. All without leaving a trace. As Mokuba had said, the only sign he had been there was his calling card... and the alarms caused by the motion detectors.

The alarms were fuelling Kaiba's rage more than the break-in itself. Anyone skilled enough to bypass them on the way in should definitely have been able to do so again on the way out. Which could mean only one thing.

They had been triggered deliberately.

Not only as an added insult, but as a means of drawing Kaiba's attention to the fact that there had been an intruder in the first place. It was as though The Cat was laughing at him.

Kaiba hated being laughed at.

Turning his attention to his computer keyboard, Kaiba's fingers struck the keys in a sequence that was instinctive, despite not having been used in well over a year. The program's familiar start-up screen appeared on the monitor and then the login screen came up. His fingers flew over the keyboard, typing in the name he had taken for that particular aspect of his life. He went to click on the enter button but paused, his eyes locked on the name he had vowed, over a year earlier, to never use again. 'Ice'. The name was as familiar as 'Kaiba' to him, and even more familiar than 'Seto'. Kaiba frowned as a sudden realisation caused a chill of discomfort to race up his spine.

A few nights earlier, he had received an unwelcome call from someone he had once had the displeasure of working with. The conversation had been about The Cat. Kaiba's frown became a scowl. First his old partner had wanted his help to capture the thief, now that thief had struck his home. It was a strange coincidence. Kaiba didn't believe in coincidences. He silently cursed himself for not having made the connection sooner.

But had The Cat struck his home because he'd learned that Kaiba had refused the job, as a taunt, or had the intruder merely been someone pretending to be the thief, to lure Kaiba into doing exactly what he was about to do?

Kaiba scowled. If there was one thing he hated more than being laughed at, it was having someone try to trick him into doing something. But the question remained as to whether it was a set-up, or just a taunt by an over-confident thief. Before he could take his revenge, he knew he would have to find out for sure and there was only one way to do that. With a slight smile, Kaiba hit the enter button.

It was time to track down a thief.

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It took Kaiba three hours to find him.

First, he'd had the computer scan every newspaper archive in domino for stories about The Cat. At the same time, he'd used one of his customised program's 'special features' and accessed the police database, cross-referencing the information from both to gain complete information on where the thief had struck and what items had been stolen.

Next, he'd used another of his program's features and had located every one of the stolen items. That had surprised him. He didn't usually have such an easy time of it. But apparently The Cat wasn't going through fences or making under-the-table deals with collectors. Instead, he was turning the stolen items over to one particular man.

Mirokuri Ichibana was one of the men who bought, sold and traded items on the black market around Domino City. He wasn't the largest or most prominent of the underground brokers, but he had a reputation for fair dealing that had earned him a respectable number of clients over the years. He also prided himself on being 'technologically savvy' and offered all of his items up for sale through his website. The site was set up so that only pre-approved customers could view it, with more firewalls and security programs than most bank sites had.

It was also one of the websites that Kaiba's tracking program automatically hacked into every time he did a search for stolen goods.

Once he'd found the items on that website, the rest had been almost disappointingly easy. Kaiba had simply followed the quickest route to The Cat. The money trail.

The program did all the work for him, its job made easier by the fact that all the bank transfers had been done electronically and were therefore traceable. All Kaiba had to do was sit back and watch as the information flashed across the screen, tracking the items that had been bought and sold and tracking where the payments went to. But even with the computer doing all the work, it was still over an hour before it finally succeeded in finding the bank account where the 'finders fee' for the items stolen by The Cat had been deposited.

Kaiba couldn't help the satisfied smirk that curved his lips. It had been over a year since he'd last felt the rush that using the tracking program gave him. It felt good to know that the technology he'd used to design and create it was still adequate to perform whatever task he asked of it.

"Let's see who we're dealing with." He scanned the information, his eyebrow raising slightly at the sum in the bank account. "Crime might not pay but apparently being a cat burglar does. Good, he can afford to pay me back for the vase he stole. Now all I need is a name. Ah... there it... No. No, it... it can't be."

Kaiba stared at the screen, his wide eyes reading and re-reading the name of the account-holder over and over again as his mind refused to acknowledge that it could possibly say what he thought it said. "Katsuya Jounouchi." The name slipped from his lips as a stunned, disbelieving whisper. Kaiba shook his head and sank back into his chair, still trying to grasp a situation that had just spiralled completely out of his understanding.

"Katsuya Jounouchi is The Cat."

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