For three years now, this city has been plagued by the serial killer none only as the King Of Games. He kills only male, twenty to twenty five, of average height. All blond with brown eyes. All form lower class families and neighbourhoods, almost all involved in gang activate somehow. He leaves a single card with a blood red X over it on top of the body. He's a merciless killer, and he needs to be stopped….

The young man's body was sitting in the middle of a circle of blood. His arms were laying straight out form his body, an inch away form the torso. His legs spilt into two pieces were in the same condition. On his naked chest was a duel monsters card, the Change of Heart, crossed with a blood red X.

"Goddamnit", the white haired man stood up, "He's back, that crazy bastard's back"

"We need to stop him"

"I know that, I know that. He's never going to stop, is he?"

"Not unless we make him stop"

"Do you have any proof I committed these horrendous crimes?" he shuffled the deck of cards he carried in his pocket at all times, smiling at the agent in front of him while he did so.

"All the victim are blond, brown eyed, form lower class families and neighbour hoods, over half were or are in a gang!" the agent tried to keep his eyes off the cards and on the suspects face.

"And they all match the description of one Joey Wheeler, who you have by now discovered I went to school with, and who on several occasions bullied me. You assume that because of this, I kill people that look like him to relive the pain he caused me", he spread the cards in front of him, each showing a colourful picture.

"Yes. Most people would be cursing the air blue right now, at being called a serial killer." he pulled a few pictures form the folder in front of him. He pushed them towards the man.

He gazed at them with slight interest, not even bothering to look disgusted. All four pictures showed men, around twenty, blond, their eyes permanently closed. They could have been any other corpses, expect for their head were almost totally removed by a clean slice. Their arms were always removed, sitting by their bodies.

"Very clean removal of the limbs", he said, pushing them back to the agent, "Obviously by someone with a medicinal degree. Which again you know I have, a pre-med degree, of course I switched to business in the end, Special Agent Bakura"

"That's correct Dr. Muto. You have the skill to remove these body parts with out damaging the tissue to extensively", he left the pictures out, though Muto's eyes never wandered down to the pictures, he looked at him straight on.

"I'm flattered you think I could do such a thing, but please tell me our esteemed Bureau has more proof that I committed these crimes, besides a few pieces of circumstantial evidence that wouldn't even hold up in court, if this case would ever make it to court that is"

Bakura smiled, removing an evidence bag form the folder. Enclose within it, was a card, similar in design to the ones Muto had been shuffling. Only unlike Muto's cards, this one had a large blood red X over it.

"One of these has been left at with every single body, all of them, not one of them didn't have this card", he stood up, bracing himself on the table. "Cards your company produces!"

"Cards that are available at any neighbourhood comic shop or toy store. Come now Agent Bakura, you're an intelligent, attractive man", so the looks had been, "I'm checking you out looks", "You should know that's barely circumstantial, and a good lawyer, like my own, who should here soon would get thrown out in a second"

Behind the glass, two agents obverse to going on. Neither wanted to be there, but they felt agent Bakura needed to be observed at all times with this Suspect. He had been hunting this killer for three years now, ever sense the first body of discovered.

"Is he hitting on him?" the senior agent's eye twitched at bit at this prospect. It was normal for the female suspects to hit on the male agents, or vice versa, but very few times did a male suspect come on to a male agent.

"…yes, yes he is", the smaller agent said, hiding his face in his hands. "Oh god this is so weird"

"Should we pull him out?"

"He's in the zone, he'd never forgive us"

"Good point"

"Are you coming on to me, Mr. Muto?" the agent said, trying to act repulsed at the prospect of supposed killer hitting on him, and not as he felt, a little excited at such a thing.

"What if I was?" the business man replied, smiling slyly. He noticed that Bakura wasn't as disgusted with the idea of it. 'Progress, indeed', he thought to himself.

"Then I'd have to tell you that it would completely and utterly inappropriate for me to be involved with you in any shape or form, before you are cleared as a suspect in all my co-worker minds"

"You could have just said no"

"Akefia", one of the agent's form the overseeing room's voice buzzed his ear, "His lawyer's here, stop with the questions for now"

"Your law-", he was cut off as a man in a lilac suit with a gold tie walked in.

"Malik Ishtar, Yugi Muto's Lawyer" he smiled brightly, extending his hand to the agent.

The bigger man ignored it, "Special Agent Akefia Bakura"

"Malik, why in good god's name", Yugi paused to rub the bridge of his nose, "Would you cause to wear that suit, today of all days?"

"It's my only clean one!" the lawyer insisted, smoothing the wrinkles out of his pants, "And I like this suit"

"It makes you look like a gay clown", the small man pushed away form the table, standing up, "Or a gay police officer form Miami with a stupid last name that's an animal name"

"OK sir, I think it's time I took my client home because he's obviously gone off the deep end with that gay Miami cop thing", Malik said chuckling a bit nervously, afraid his employer's eccentrics would make him more of suspect in the eyes of this agent.

"I don't know, you do sort of look like a gay cop in that suit", Akefia told him standing straight, trying not to catch Yugi's eye. "You're free to go Mr. Muto"

"You like him", Malik said to Yugi once they were away form the watchfully eye of the FBI. He was almost accusing the FBI. "I was being to think you didn't have emotions"

The CEO ignored his lawyer, taking out a cigarette and lighting it. He took a long drag before answering, "I do. He's an intelligent, attractive man-"

"And being that big, the man has to have a giant-" he was cut off as his boss nailed in the leg with his foot.

"Honestly Malik, is that all you think about? The contents of strange men's pants? What would Bakura think?" he asked, smirking at his employee.

"He'd probably be creeped out cause, that's his brother", he pointed out.

"Good point"

"Those things will kill you", Malik said pointing to the cigarette.

Yugi smirked, "If I have to go, I'm taking as many people with me as I can", he blew smoke into the other man's face, "Where's the car?"

The blond scowled, waving the cloud out of his face. "Marik parked it around the corner, we figured that if they saw him, they'd freak out a little. Hiring my convicted felon brother as your bodyguard wasn't the best idea you've ever had sir"

"I've had worse, hiring you and your purple suits"

"Will you lay off the suits!" Malik approached a limo, opening the door for his boss. Yugi slid in, the lawyer following him. "Marik are my suits that bad?"

The other blond man across form them sighed, "Malik you look ridiculous, you always do. How did it go, Sir?"

"I was interrogated for five hours", he crushed his cigarette in the ash tray, "And they learned nothing. At least the agent was attractive"

"They didn't learn anything did they? Bakura would attempt to kill you if they had", the bodyguard said, "Considering you've been preaching keeping our activities quiet as possible and then you get taken in for questioning…"

"Bakura can kiss my ass for all I care about his opinion"

"Have fun mister Muto?" his assistant asked, as Yugi walked into his office.

"I'm planning on sleeping with your brother", he sat at his desk, spinning around to face the woman.

"I hope you mean Akefia, I really really hope you do", she set a bundle of papers in front of him, "You need to sign these"

He began to sign the papers, "Of course I mean Akefia. Bakura and Ryou aren't my type and unless you have another hot Egyptian half brother, then I'd be willing to sleep with him to"

"I did have to get hired by the only serial killer whore CEO in this city", she smiled slightly, she owed a lot to him.

"Bah, I can't be the only one, that would make me unique", Yugi rubbed his eyes with a sigh, "They don't know"

"Don't know what sir?" Amane removed the papers form in front of him, only half of them were signed, but he wouldn't be able to do much else tonight. He was much too tired.

"That Wheeler was driving that damn car"

You never think about how your going to live without someone until you have to. Yugi Muto learned that the day after his older brother's high school graduation.

His brother, the reasonable one, the one that was going on to become a doctor, the pride and joy of his family, had gotten into a car with his drunk best friend, Joey Wheeler. The car had crashed into a tree. Joey had survived, Yami hadn't.

A/N: Um this was supposed to be a one shot, but it looks like it'll have to be a multi-chapter story...

I like serial killer Yugi, that is all.

Also anyone who can guess who Yugi was referring to when he said Malik looked like "a gay police officer form Miami with a stupid last name that's an animal name", get's a request.