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Usagi grew up with the dreams of her past life. When she could no longer take it, she and her life long friend Kunzite, travel from Tokyo to Domino City in search of the people she sees in her dreams. She will discover much more than memories, friends, and love. First Fanfic, first crossover fanfic. Patience and comments appreciated. Usagi/Seto Pairing

Chapter 1

This wasn't the first time he has had to run through the streets of Domino at night. If he didn't find a way to reach his brother in time, the kidnappers would catch him again. Why did he think this had been a good plan to begin with? Sneak away from your brother, he thinks, it will be 'fun'...Never mind that he was Mokuba Kaiba, younger brother to Seto Kaiba, and that people wait to kidnap him on a daily basis. Making a mental note to never listen to his mischievous ideas again, he rounded the corner...only to run into something...someone, and fall down in the street.

"Are you hurt? I didn't see you, I'm so sorry!" A girl said, leaning down to help him up. "I really am such a klutz"

"Please, I have to hide! Men are chasing me. I was kidnapped from my brother, and they want a lot of money!" He cried.

She didn't say another word, instead taking his hand and turning back into the building she had just left. They could already hear the men yelling at each other to find the boy. She lead him to the girls bathroom (of all places) and locked the door. The poor boy tried hard not to look at anything, blushing just at the thought of being there. If the guys at school knew, he would either be bullied or be a hero among the gods...He wasn't sure he wanted to chance finding out which it would be.

"You can open your eyes now." She said, amusement in her voice. "Despite the rumours, not every girls bathroom has a sofa."

He opened his eyes at that...only to find that this bathroom did indeed have a sofa, and laughed in spite of himself. The girl seemed to be looking for something in her purse, and before he could stop himself, he began taking mental notes of her. She was tall, his brothers age perhaps. Her long golden hair seemed to act as streamers held by two round buns on either side of her head. And her LEGS! Either he was really short (which was a possibility considering how young he was) or she was damn tall (which could also still be true...technically) She stood up on said sofa, messing with something on the wall, when he realized it was a vent. She was taking down the vent!

"Come on, get in. They could bust in here any minute. It won't take them long to search the rest of the restaurant." She said, turning around to him, reaching out her hand down to him.

"Here, my brothers cell number. His name is Seto. Tell him where we are." He said, handing her a piece of paper. She put it in her pocket, before lifting him up into the vent.

"Don't panic, but I have to close the vent." She said, as she began putting everything back into place. "Don't worry. I'm not leaving this room." She had just enough time to get off of the couch, and open the window, before one of the men burst through the door.

"Where is the boy?" The man demanded. She stayed silent, but her eyes darted from him to the window as if in panic trying not to reveal her thoughts. He brought out a phone. "Check out back. There's an open window in here."

He closed the phone, but she was on him before he could think to cancel that. Fighting in a bathroom was a bit of a disadvantage to anyone, but it all depended on those first few moments or an upset if possible. All knees, elbows, and palms, no fancy moves. Mokuba watched her through the vent. She seemed to know just where to hit him, where all of his weak points were, and if that wasn't bad enough she kneed him in his bits! Last thing she did was open up one of the stall doors really hard against his head for good measure, and the guy was out.

Meanwhile, Seto Kaiba was cussing up a blue streak, searching the streets for his brother. The fool child had run off again in one of his mischievous adventures, and was now kidnapped...again. This wouldn't have happened if he never let the kid out of the house, but he had a vague understanding that it might be considered child endangerment in polite society...but it was tempting. The buzzing in his pocket meant that the kidnapper was calling again, but it was too soon. Not even looking at the number, he answered.

"If you have harmed Mokuba in any way, the police will be the least of your concerns."

"Is that his name? Are you his brother? Listen, I don't know what's going on, but this kid ran into me and told me men were chasing him and Now we're hiding in the girls bathroom of some restaurant on 9th and west. One of them is in here, and I'm not getting close enough to see if he's dead or not. I've never killed someone before, and I don't know how many there are left. I think the restaurant has already called the police, but can you please get here quickly?" It all came out in such a rush, he wasn't sure she had taken a breath.

"I'm not far from there, I'll use your GPS to pinpoint. Is my brother safe?" Seto asked, putting his frustration aside at the lack of name for the restaurant. The girl was obviously panicked, probably never having had to deal with this type of situation in her life, and here she was helping out some kid she didn't know.

"Yes, but he can't talk right now. I have him hiding just in case." She answered, trying to calm down. "I didn't want to risk it not working."

"I don't know why you're doing this, but please continue to keep him safe till I get there." He said, and hung up.

"He's on his way" She said, trying to make it sound like she were talking to herself.

Mokuba stayed silent. The man in the floor hadn't moved, but that didn't mean that he wouldn't later. Police sirens heading their way let him know that this would be over soon. The rest of the kidnappers wouldn't risk sticking around to get caught. It wasn't long before a policeman found her standing vigil over the thug in the suit, fists at the ready just in case. The policeman did not come back for her like she thought he would, after asking her a few questions. Mokuba watched as she lied to the mans face, able to whip up a story of some guy attacking her in a bathroom because she hadn't returned his advances...he was going to have to make another mental note to ask Seto what advances were.

Usagi had never been more afraid in her life. Everything had happened so quickly, she didn't even question how she knew there was a vent big enough for him to fit in, how she knew exactly where to hit that man to cause the most pain she could, or why she felt she could not tell the policeman the truth when he took that man away. What she did know was that as soon as the next guy walked in, she felt strangely calm, even though he was anything but.

"Where is my brother?" He demanded, thin lipped to keep the anger and worry from his voice.

Without a word, she took something from her purse, stood on the sofa, and undid the screws for the vent. She pulled Mokuba out a moment later, and put the vent back. By the time she had turned around, Mokuba had run into the arms of the man standing there. Usagi sighed in relief at last. This was the boys brother then, and she could relax knowing that he was safe from harm. It was evident the older one cared for the kid, though why he tried to hide his facial expressions was one of the minor mysteries of the evening.

He caught her staring at them, and let go of the young boy slightly. "You should thank the girl for rescuing your troublesome hide. These men were dangerous, and you risked her life as well as your own."

Mokuba turned to her "Thank you! The way you took down that guy was amazing! How did you know he would fall for the window thing? Why did you lie to the policeman? What is your name?"

"It was all instinct, Mokuba. I had no idea what I was doing, but I had to take the chance it would work. I got the strange feeling that that wasn't really a policeman, but if it was true, I would have been outnumbered in a small space I barely had the advantage in before. My name is Usagi Tsukino." She answered, trying to keep everything in order.

He rushed over to hug her. "Thank you Usagi!"
"Don't run from your brother like that again, ok? I would never be able to forgive myself if harm had come to my little brother." Usagi said, as she hugged him back. She didn't notice the look of surprise Seto gave her.

"You have saved my brother where I could not. Is there any way I can repay you? Money is no object when it comes to my brothers safety." Seto stated, looking at Usagi.

"W-What? I don't want any money!" She stuttered, straightening up and looking slightly offended (though in truth she could use the money). "Some things can't be bought, you know."

"I'm sorry. It's just in my line of work, I'm not use to people being nice for free." He said, bluntly.

"I didn't say there wasn't a price." She replied. At this his eyes narrowed, but she wrote something on a piece of paper and handed it to Mokuba. "If you're anything like I was at your age, you'll get in trouble again eventually. It follows you. If you need help, want to just hang out, or need a friend to talk to, I want you to call me. Emergency or not. That's my price."

"I don't understand." Mokuba said to her, though looking at the paper.

"Don't you know you're suppose to have a partner in crime when you get into trouble like this?" Usagi tried to joke, but where she was still coming down from the panic it sounded off. "It couldn't hurt to have an extra pair of eyes when it comes to it. Besides, I just moved here, and could use a friend too. I can't protect my brother like before. Now that we've met, I can't risk your brother losing you too."

She hadn't meant to say that last part. Seto could see that from the look on her face afterwords. That must be why she jumped into helping Mokuba without a second thought. Something must have happened to her little brother, something that involved him being lost to her somehow but still alive maybe. The regret was certainly there in her eyes.

"At least let us take you out to dinner?" Seto asked, before he could stop himself. Why had he said that? "Get to know new friends and all that Jazz. It's the least we can do."

She looked surprised for a moment, but slowly nodded her head in agreement. "Not tonight though. I need to get home, take a bath, and continue to unpack. Help my roommate find the love of his life. Wow that was a lot of personal information, I'm just going to stop talking now."

Seto had to laugh at that. She as a rambler when she got nervous, it seemed. "How about tomorrow then? We can come pick you up around 6ish?"

"I-I would like t-that. You t-two really d-don't have to...Thank you." She stuttered a bit, nervous...wait, was she blushing?

"Come on then." He said to Mokuba. "Let's get you home. We can take Usagi to her house if you like. After the night you two have had, I wouldn't trust leaving anyone alone to face possible straggler thugs hanging about."

Usagi could only nod, as the shock was beginning to set in. She had just moved here, and now a strange guy was taking her home, after an even stranger evening of crime fighting against a kidnapper group...Her life had never been this complicated...And they had a limo waiting outside the restaurant...Well, BALLS! Just who where these people anyway? No wonder the kid had people trying to take him for ransom! Seto hadn't been kidding when he'd said money was no object. She saw the letters KC on the side, and paused. She had seen that same lettering on a building upon her arrival to Domino City. Mokuba must have noticed, and grabbed her hand to pull her into the limo.

"Don't worry." He said. "Everyone finds out eventually."

"Finds out what?" She asked, after she rattled of an address to the driver. "What those letters mean?"

"You really aren't from here." He laughed. "They stand for Kaiba Corp. This is my brother Seto Kaiba, and I'm Mokuba Kaiba."

She didn't even notice that they had already started moving. "The lead makers of the Duel Monster Cards?"

"You play?" Seto asked, mildly curious.

"No, but I do understand the love for the game. I help create designs for the cards from time to time as a freelance artist. You may see paintings of them from around too." She admitted. "I've never checked to see how the final design turns out, where I know they alter it a bit for the computers, but every contract I have with them I make sure to put the clause in there so I can still create paintings for my monsters."

"I don't remember seeing you in the employee roster." Seto stated, eyes narrowing.

"You might not have. They only bring me on occasionally. It's never a permanent thing, and it's always been with one of the lower level creation teams. Were they not suppose to hire outside help? I hope I haven't gotten anyone in trouble." She bit her lip, worrying about the employees now. He pulled his gaze away from it before he could be caught. Damn that girl!

"No need to worry, Miss Tsukino." Seto replied. Though he noticed Mokuba looked up at him in suspicion.

"Well...Thanks for bringing me home." She said, as she got out of the Limo.

"Don't forget about Dinner!" Mokuba called out as they pulled out into traffic.

"Oh, I don't think I could if I wanted to." She mumbled to herself. She unlocked the door to her apartment/studio, but didn't make it far in before her roommate caught her.

"You look like you've had a night more exciting than mine. Here, let me pour you a glass of wine and you can tell me all about it." He said.