Half-demon priestess: Sorry that this chapter is so short but I’ve left this so long I thought I should update and this was as far as I got.

Chapter Thirteen: Are you Kaiba’s clone?

Jaden walked behind Sartorius silently through the corridors of the hotel. His mind churned trying to guess what kind of mission fate had for him now. ‘It has to be important if the other members can’t hear it…’

The two entered the luxurious room and Sartorius turned to face Jaden once the door closed.

“Jaden, you are aware that this place is close to where Yugi Motou lives?” Jaden nodded. “I’ve heard his grandfather is in the possession of some very rare cards, I want you to get them for me… and while your there see if you can find our dear king of games whereabouts, he may prove to be a problem later on to the society.” Sartorius looked Jaden over silently for a moment. “Send Chazz in when you leave, I need him to check on someone for me. I will be at Kaiba Corp. making some necessary arrangements for tomorrow, I’ll inform you of those later when need be. Is that understood?” Jaden nodded fiercely. “Then go now…” Sartorius turned away.

Knowing that he’d just been dismissed Jaden left the hotel silently after he informed Chazz that Sartorius wished to see him. ‘How am I supposed to make some crazy old man listen?’ Jaden crossed his arms and huffed impatiently as he walked. ‘Chazz probably will get to go on a really important mission for the society and I’m stuck picking up rare cards, if there even is any…’

After walking a few blocks Jaden stoped at the door of the shop and turned to the old man sweeping at the door.

“Are you Solomon Motou?” The old man turned to look at him surprised before breaking out into a sheepish smile.

“Seto, how nice to see you again…” Solomon grabbed Jaden’s arm and pulled him indoors through the shop and into the house. As the old man rambled on Jaden took a glance at the cards behind the counter, a flash of blue and white caught his eye before he was dragged out of the shop and into the house.

Solomon dragged Jaden into the living room and practically through him into the couch.

“Seto, you should really visit more often. You’re the only one who visits me when Yugi’s out but you should really call ahead…” Solomon disappeared into another room but the sound of his voice rang through the house. Jaden rubbed his wrist where he’d been grabbed, it throbbed painfully. ‘That old man’s stronger than he looks.’ Solomon returned with a tray of tea and biscuits. “You’re lucky I have this stuff on hand these days, all those years of unexpected visitors popping in because of some disaster or another has made me well prepared, after all these years you still look as scrawny as a stick!” Jaden felt his temper rise.

“I am not scrawny old man!” Solomon laughed.

“How nostalgic, you’ve said the exact same thing every time you visited but really you should call me by my name Seto.” Jaden’s eyebrow ticked in annoyance and he stood up angrily before slamming his fist on the table.

“I’ve never even meet you before, my name is not Seto!” Solomon looked at him for a moment and tilted his head slightly. He then clicked his fingers together and smiled.

“The age difference is very obvious when you mention it… Are you a clone?” Jaden face vaulted and hit the floor. Jaden pulled himself up using the table.

“A-a clone, are you mad?” Solomon nodded.

“I can’t believe I didn’t see it before, your here because Seto finally managed to create a human cloning technique and he thought I would need someone to help me and keep me company; knowing that I would treat you as my own…” Jaden cut him off.

“I am going to make this perfectly clear, I am not a clone and I don’t have anything to do with Seto Kaiba!” Solomon looked at him confused.

“So, you’re not a clone?”

“No I’m not, my name’s Jaden!”

“Are you sure?” Jaden growled in annoyance and walked back into the shop and out the door, painfully aware that Solomon was following. Solomon waved as he walked down the street.

“Come again soon Jaden!” Jaden cursed under his breath. ‘Never, ever again will I go there… No rare cards are worth going back!’