I stared up at the gates to Seto's house

Coel: You're writing again?

Heva: Not really this is just a little oneshot I wrote the majority of last week and finished today. School work and revision are currently taking over my life again. I hate AS-levels.

Coel: It'll get better.

Heva: Hopefully, but then real life returns which takes over everything.

Coel: Before you get into a complaining rant I'll do the disclaimer. Heva doesn't own Yugioh. Never has done, never will.

Heva: Thanks. I'll apologise in advance, this probably doesn't make much sense as I wrote it when I was in a sulk and not feeling very well. Enjoy reading it anyway.

I stare up at the gates to Seto's house. I honestly can't believe now that I had the courage to do this a few hours ago. Thinking back it was probably just the alcohol in my system. That's the last time I let Joey and Tristan take me out for a drink. Let me go back a bit to explain what I'm doing here at one o' clock in the morning, freezing myself to death trying to remember the code for Seto's blinking security system so I can open the gates.

The first time I started to notice the real Seto was shortly before Yami left. I had honestly thought that he was the arrogant jerk he usually acted as around me before. Mokuba had assured me that he wasn't like that really, and I gave Seto the benefit of the doubt, eventually concluding that Mokuba was correct.

Seto had walked into the shop about a month before Yami left, with some kind of reason. I can't remember what it was but grandpa was out so me and Yami were stuck talking to Seto. Yami considered Seto a rival and not much more, as far as he as concerned Seto had an ulterior motive for being in the shop: to challenge him to a duel. I managed to persuade him that I would talk to Seto first and then they could duel, if that was Seto's real reason for being there.

I remember feeling doubtful that Seto was here to duel, there was something about his actions that wasn't right.

"Are you alright?" I asked, seeing Seto jump at my sudden question. I must have been silent for a while when I was talking to Yami, leaving Seto to wander around the shop. He had his back to me at the time so I couldn't see his face.

"Yeah fine," but I could hear the hitch in his voice. I moved around the counter as quickly as I could and over to the CEO, who still hadn't turned to face me. The tears on his cheeks confirmed my suspicions. Something was very definitely wrong for Seto to burst into tears. I've barely seen any emotion, except when Mokuba's concerned, from Seto and now he's in tears in my shop.

"Go and sit down in the living room whilst I shut the shop then we can go and talk." I pointed the direction of the living room and hurried to shut everything. As I entered the living room I saw Seto sitting on the sofa with his head in his hands.

"Sorry, I'm being kind of pathetic," he muttered as he tried to wipe away his tears. I passed him a box of tissues and tried to smile in a comforting way.

"Not at all. Do you want to talk?" I know it was obvious that I was intrigued by Seto's actions, but who wouldn't be? A small smile appeared on the CEO's face when I asked, it must have been obvious to him too.

"I ought to explain, I suppose. Today's kind of an anniversary."

"Oh," I thought I understood then. So Seto's parents died on that day, but wouldn't he spend tonight with Mokuba. Not sobbing on my sofa? Me and grandpa go to Mum and Dad's grave on their anniversary without fail. I assumed Seto and Mokuba would have a similar ritual.

"Not an anniversary of my parent's death," he said before blowing his nose into one of the tissues, in a very un-Seto like way.

"Oh," I repeated. I couldn't think what else to say.

"It's an anniversary of a very stupid thing I did about ten years ago. You're only the second person I've told. There was a group of four of us at the orphanage who decided to do it. A stupid decision in hindsight, but you can't change the past. We did a séance, trying to contact our parents. It failed. Many things happened in those twenty minutes that I'm never going to be able to put behind me for the rest of my life. It resulted in all four of us hospitalised for a few weeks and I get sort of emotional when I remember it all." A fresh wave of tears ran down his cheeks as he finished his sentence. I was unable to form a sentence, it wasn't my place to ask what had happened, but I didn't know what to say to comfort him.

I did the only thing I could think of. I hugged him. He seemed shocked but accepted it and hugged me back too. We just sat there, holding each other for a few minutes, Seto's sniffles becoming less regular until he let go of me and sat back on the sofa.

"I can't say that's what I expected," I said as I watched Seto. He smiled at me, a genuine smile directed to me, his rival. My surprise must have been obvious because he laughed slightly.

"No need to look so shocked, Yuugi. I only glare at Yami, not you."

"You admit he exists?!" I said before I could stop myself.

"I know he exists. I've always known. You make it rather obvious. I just don't want Mokuba to end up getting involved in the supernatural." Seto sighed and pulled his knees up to his chest. "I don't want him to do what I did," he muttered under his breath. I think Seto knows perfectly well that he's got my interest, whatever happened was bad enough to still shake the CEO ten years later.

'Yuugi, don't press the matter. If he wants to tell us he will, but don't push him, he's obviously in no fit state to do anything other than sulk.'

'Ok, Yami. What do you think we should do?'

'Offer him a drink?' Yami suggested with a shrug. 'Honestly, I have no idea aibou.'

I sighed, noticing that Seto was watching the floor, with a slight smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

"Can I have a drink?" he asked as he glanced up.

"Sure."

'Can he hear me?'

"Is water ok? I think we've got some lemonade in the fridge if you'd prefer," I said as I stood up, Yami nearly shouting about how Seto could hear him. I must admit that I doubted Seto had the self control at the moment to refrain from telling Yami to shut up. He was giving me a headache.

"Water's fine."

"Sorry can you repeat that?" I asked, trying to hear Seto over Yami, who was waving his hand in front of Seto's face whilst yelling insults at the top of his voice, trying to get Seto to react.

"Water is fine."

I was actually sad to see Seto leave that night, but he left at about two in the morning after we watched a film and played some of the games in the shop. I haven't felt as close to anyone, other than Yami and grandpa, as I did that night to Seto. Yami tried to get Seto to react throughout the entire night and admit that he could see him. I admire Seto's patience; I got fed up and yelled at the spirit when we were watching the film. I can't remember what film it was, I know that Seto let me choose it and it was some kind of slushy romance, fairytale thing. I love those kind of films, and I especially love them when I'm lying against someone on the sofa, as long as that person knows what they're doing when they begin rubbing your back, or putting their hands through your hair.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Yuugi," Seto said as he stood on the doorstep.

"I think you mean today," I corrected, causing Seto to laugh.

"Sorry for making you stay up with me," he looked genuinely apologetic and I couldn't help but give him a hug to try and cheer him up. It's a shame I'm short and ended up hugging his waist, like children do to adults, but it made him smile and stroke my hair again.

"Thank you. Feel free to stop by anytime you want." I smiled as he gave me the invitation. Seto doesn't let just anyone visit him freely. "Oh, and Yami, get some more varied insults." Seto turned to look Yami straight in the face, and gave him a smirk, before turning to unlock his car and get in.

"Bye Seto," I waved to him, as Yami launched into a speech about how awfully some people act. I wasn't really listening.

I manage to get the code into the keypad and the gates open slowly. I don't understand how anyone has the patience to wait for these gates and I slip through them as soon as the gap between them is wide enough and hurry to the keypad on the other side to shut them. There is someone who I know never had the time to wait for the gates. I remember when everyone else found out about that. It was certainly not what Joey and Tristan had expected when they confronted Duke. Yami would have laughed so much if he'd still been around. I feel a twinge of sadness at remembering my best friend.

"I think Duke has something to tell us all," Joey said tactfully as we sat around a large picnic table in the park. Joey, Tristan, Serenity, Mai, Tea, Seto, Mokuba, Duke and me were out in the park for the day. It was all going ok until Joey and Tristan had decided to confront Duke about something they had seen yesterday.

"Who's the guy?" Tristan asked when Duke told them he had no idea what they were on about.

"What do you mean?" Duke asked.

"I think I ought to be getting back to the office," Seto excused himself.

"Oh no you don't," Duke yelled before jumping across the table and pushing Seto onto the floor.

"Duke, I have to go work. Why don't you stay and talk to these people?" Seto said in a voice that obviously stated, or else.

"I have a better idea, I take you down with me."

"No thanks."

"What are you two on about?" Serenity asked as Duke continued to keep Seto pinned to the floor.

"They're talking about admitting to being gay," Mokuba said calmly, as he shifted Seto's briefcase away from where his brother and Duke were sitting. There is no way you can call Mokuba unintelligent, he takes after Seto in many ways and can predict exactly what moves people will make in almost every situation.

"Thanks a lot, Mokuba. Now you see, Seto, if I was still practically living with you and Mokuba I would have trained him to keep his mouth shut." Both of the Kaiba's started laughing at his statement. A smirk settled on Duke's face, and he began tickling Seto, causing the CEO to burst into hysterics and try to squirm away from him. Mokuba shook his head at them, and looked towards me.

"They seem very comfortable with each other considering they broke up last week." I commented, making Mokuba look down at the table. Seto had managed to break free and was now chasing Duke around the park, out of earshot.

"Both of them are good at hiding feelings, but …" Mokuba pulled his knees up to his chest and I was reminded of the way I'd seen Seto sat on my sofa many months ago.

"Yes?" Mai asked, prompting Mokuba to continue.

"Just don't get at them please. They're kind of sensitive about things at the moment."

"Sure. We'll all help them get over this," Joey reassured Mokuba. "I don't see why Yuugi didn't tell us all sooner though." This caused the younger Kaiba to raise an eyebrow.

"If I remember correctly Joey, you found out last year." This statement caused Joey to slump his shoulders and sigh, looking away from the group.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Mai asked, irritated by being left out I assumed.

"You've known for the past three years," Mokuba pointed out.

"Exactly, me and Joey could have discussed them if we knew that each other knew."

"Does anyone else know?" I asked, glancing around the table.

"Bakura knows," Joey said with a sigh.

"I know." We all looked at Serenity who had spoken up. "Duke told me when he took me out to the restaurant. They've both got no interest in women at all, and Seto's the seme," Serenity told us with a blush. I glanced over at the lake where Seto and Duke sat next to each other. They appeared to be discussing something, I felt some kind of jealousy of them. The two of them seemed so, I can't think of the word, at peace together. I wish that I could find that kind of peace with someone. When me and Seto had been sat on the sofa I think I'd felt that peace. The way his body felt so warm and in place when it was next to mine, and his hands stroking my hair and shoulders. Is that what he did to Duke? I'd seen them sat in front of the tv together, with Seto's hands stroking Duke's hair, and Duke curled up next to him. I wish I could find someone who would hold me like that, and make me feel so happy just sitting with them.

"Yuug? You ok?" Joey asked whilst waving a hand in front of my face.

"Sorry, I just dozed off for a moment there," I hurriedly apologise. "I think I need to go home and get some rest, I think I might be coming down with the flu." I wish that was what I thought was wrong with me.

I lay in bed that night, trying to force thoughts of Seto out of my mind, but however hard I tried it didn't work.

I still remember Yami's reaction when he figured out that I'd got a crush on the CEO. He found it rather amusing and tried to make it as difficult as possible for me around Seto. Even knowing Seto could see and hear him didn't stop Yami from making his comments, until Seto told him to stop. I don't know what Seto and Yami discussed about me, Yami made sure I couldn't listen in on their conversation, but I think Yami convinced him that it was just a passing crush. Whatever they talked about worked because Seto still acted the same way towards me and Yami stopped harassing me. The dreams I had about Seto disappeared slowly, and we were just friends again, close friends.

I look around the front lawn, trying to see any mode of transport that will get me to the door quicker than walking. Why does the driveway have to be so long? I sigh and started to walk.

The arguments are something I'll never forget. Seto and Mokuba never fight with each other. Don't get me wrong, they have disagreements, but somehow they sort them out without any form of confrontation. It's almost as if they have some kind of telepathic argument, instead of a proper one. I swear they are mentally linked, Seto twitches when Mokuba gets injured or has a strong negative emotion, and it seems to work in reverse as well. I once asked Mokuba about it.

"What on earth gave you that idea? We're just good at reading each other, and we've depended on each other for so long I guess we just don't fight anymore." Mokuba shrugged as he spoke, obviously not understanding why I thought this was weird.

"That must be it," I muttered unconvinced by his attempt to explain. It didn't explain how they could tell when they were apart if the other was happy. I've heard of twins with supernatural connections, but brothers? Seto's got some kind of supernatural connection so maybe it's not too far fetched that he's got some kind of psychic connection set up with Mokuba. This has shown itself on a few occasions, but one is very vivid in my memory as the day Seto and Duke had their first serious argument.

Duke and Seto were upstairs fighting over something. This wasn't unusual, they fought a lot over small things that were of very little consequence, I think it became part of their foreplay. They would have a small argument then end up throwing one another against a wall and kissing. Occasionally me or Mokuba would get dragged into this ritual by a comment thrown in our direction, but had learnt to stay clear of them to avoid the awkward situations that could occur.

Me and Mokuba were watching a film, I think it was a rather dull thriller with a predictable plot twist. Neither of us were paying it that much attention and could hear the sounds of arguing coming from upstairs.

"One, two, three," I heard Mokuba counting under his breath after the sound of a broken vase. "Eight, nine, ten." He paused, frowning. "That's odd, usually there's the sound of a second broken vase now."

"Maybe they've changed routine. You've spent too long listening to them, Mokuba. Shall we go out for a pizza or something?"

"You're probably right. Ok then."

We had a pizza only fifteen minutes later, when Mokuba began getting twitchy. I've seen Seto like it a few times in the past, enough times to make the connection.

"Something's wrong. We need to go back to the house," Mokuba announced as he stood up, obviously distraught over whatever he was feeling.

"Ok," I agreed as I stood up as well. I trust Mokuba's instincts as far as his brother is concerned, and I would stake my life on Seto's intuition.

By the time we reached the mansion Mokuba was running and I was struggling to keep up. The door was ripped open as me and Mokuba tore our way to Seto's bathroom. The sight that greeted us was less than comforting.

The redness of Seto's blood was the first thing that hit me, the second was the sight of the razor placed on the side of the basin. Seto had put deep gashes on his forearms, and they were still bleeding. It was a truly unnerving sight, but Mokuba had run straight to Seto and held his big brother in a hug, sobbing into his shirt. The CEO offered me a slight smile as he wrapped his arms around his younger brother, ignoring the fact that he was smearing blood on his sibling's clothes.

"You said you would stop," Mokuba choked out. His statement confused me until I took a proper look at what Seto had done. All his cuts were on his forearms, surrounded by some scars, but they were too small to be considered a serious suicide attempt as I'd assumed originally.

"You self harm?" It wasn't a question really, and Seto's nod wasn't needed.

"You said you would stop," Mokuba repeated.

"I know and I will." I felt like I was intruding on something as I watched them, but something else put me at ease. I don't know what it was but something wanted me there and made me stay. All three of us remained in silence, companionable quiet.

I begin the walk down the drive. It's wet from the rain that's still falling around me. My shoes are already soaked, and my jacket is beginning to cling to my small frame. The wet and cold are doing an amazing job at sobering my thoughts.

I shake my head to clear it, sending rain drops flying from my hair. This fails to work as I can still see what must be a hallucination. He's walking down the drive towards me, umbrella in hand. His shoes have been exchanged for boots, suit for jeans and t-shirt. The trademark white coat is in place, but the rain has soaked in, turning it a dull grey. It must be a dream of some sort from the alcohol, no one is awake at this time of night.

"What on earth do you think you are doing?" he yells at me when we are in hearing range. I remain silent, looking down at the gravel, as I feel him hold the umbrella over me. A hand on my shoulder makes me look up, and I take the umbrella from him. I try to hold it high enough to keep him sheltered as he pulls off the coat and wraps it around me, before scooping me up and holding me as you would a child. It's extremely comfortable in his arms, and his coat is warm.

"You're lucky Tristan phoned me, or you'd be stuck out in the rain." He sounds annoyed, and rightfully so. I feel like crying, mostly due to the alcohol in my system, and the tears begin dripping down my cheeks. Seto notices instantly and gives me an attempt at a hug. I snuggle into him and can hear his heart beating in his chest. The tears are still falling, now soaking through Seto's t-shirt, but I'm at peace.

We reach the front door quickly; Seto's strides are a lot quicker than my walking. Mokuba is holding the door open and closes it behind us. I feel Seto nod to Mokuba, who I then hear run off somewhere. Seto is taking me through to the sitting room, where he places me on the sofa, before sitting down next to me.

"How …" he starts, but thinks better of it and I can tell he's struggling for something to say. I cut him off before he can continue.

"Joey persuaded me to come and tell you…" I pause, wondering how to phrase what I want to say. I want to tell him that I feel I need him. I want to feel that peace of being with someone else. I want to feel his hands stroke my hair as I lean against him whilst watching tv. I want to curl up on the sofa with him and chat about nothing. I want him. I want Seto.

"I already know," I hear Seto say, his voice breaking my thoughts. "Tristan and Joey told me when they woke me up." He wraps his arms round me in a hug and pulls me onto his lap. I feel him running his hand through my soaking wet hair. I don't care at the moment that we are dripping wet. I don't care that I don't know what Seto thinks of me. I don't care that I haven't told him what I feel either. I don't really care what Joey and Tristan said to Seto. All I care about is the peace of being held by the guy I think I love.

That peace is all I need right now. It's all I think I will ever need, and it's right here.

Heva: That truly is one of the weirdest things I've written. Oh well, if you like it, hate it, just think its strange, tell me.

Coel: I think its strange.

Heva: Thanks for reading it. By the way I am working on the sequel to Electrostatic when I get the chance. It'll be called Just One Night? It won't be uploaded for a while as I want to get a decent amount written up before I post it.