Wow! I'm putting up another story! I'm so lazy. This story will have a plot…it'll have somethin'….eventually. Possibly Yami/Seto. I haven't decided yet. I love Kaiba so it's all him. Kaiba, Kaiba, Kaiba, etc… Now I shall use my spooky and amazing powers to attempt a Yu-gi-oh fic! Gaze in awe at my powers! Oooh!

I own nothing! Nothing! All these characters are Kazuki Takahashi's. Bless his soul. He and Batman are my heroes.

Light can be Dark Too

Sometimes he would just idly spend the whole day up on the school roof. Thick brick walls all around him and the open blue sky above. He felt completely free from everything…from everyone. It was his escape. This was one of those days. With a long sigh he stretched out onto his back, head resting on his palms. Sun above and troubles buried deep below. Down there. With them. An escape from the whispers and looks from those around him. A place all his own.

He liked how the puffy white clouds stood out against the blue. It was the only unchanging thing in his life since then. Ever since that time only a few months ago the world has changed. For the worse. Yugi…no Yami had beat him. He couldn't figure out why he never noticed they were two people who were also one. It was hard for him to believe. An Ancient Egyptian spirit residing in Yugi's body was hard to accept.

Hot sand shifting below his feet. The harsh sun hanging high above him. Shoulders bare and warm. Pyramids stretching high and seemingly mocking cruel winds that whipped around them. Startling azure eyes quell even that of the bluest skies. He gripped a heavy golden rod in his right hand.

"Seth?" A commanding voice full of authority called him. In his mind. All around him at once. And yet from no where. He slowly turned the sound of that voice over in his head. And suddenly he felt fear. Fear and hate.

Kaiba suddenly woke up. A gentle breeze ruffling his hair as he sat up. Only a dream. Then why was he shaking? The last of the images from his dream faded away until they were at the fringes of his mind then disappeared. Disappeared to a locked away place of memories he didn't want to keep or remember.

Raising a hand to his face he stared at his palm. Kaiba could still feel the weight of the rod in his hand. He felt like if he blinked it would be there. The feel of its smooth surface still there. He feared was lurked in his mind. Because…it had something to do with Yami. With a past he doesn't care for. And yet, he wanted to know. Fear held the dreams back. Still, images leaked out. Even more so now ever since his defeat.

Desert sand stretching so far off into the horizon. Bare feet walked down cool marble floors to stand in front of a large wooden door. Images of duel monsters and past duels carved into it. Weaving a story, tales of times long past.

He felt like he still needed to duel the Pharaoh. And beat him. But why? Power? Rivalry? No. Something more. Something that made his chest tighten and heart ache when ever he thought of it. Kaiba shook his head. He didn't want to know about the past. Didn't believe in it either. Lying back down, Kaiba closed his eyes.

"Kaiba-kun?" A timid voice disturbed the silence. Kiaba tipped his head up to see a boy standing behind him. Large golden necklace hanging low and glinting in the sunlight. Spiked hair of three colors, like Yami's.

Normally Kaiba would be angry at having been seen like this. Skipping classes. Lazily chipping the day away on the roof by napping. Instead his mood was subdued from the heat.

"Hmm, Yugi?" His low voice mingling perfectly with the silence. Like his voice alone could be heard and yet the silence would not be broken.

"Are you alright, Kaiba-kun?" Yugi shifted nervously on either foot. He'd never seem Kaiba like this before and it bothered him. Bothered him because he was so normal. Just another high school student.

Kaiba strung the back of his left arm over his eyes. His right hand loosely gripped into a fist, he still felt like the rod was still there. So warm. The sun or maybe the rod Or maybe, just maybe was it Yugi's presence. He wasn't sure.

Pale ivory skinned hands rested upon the door as strong arms pushed it open. The large doors didn't even creak as they opened before him. An expansive room lay before him. Decorated in tapestries and carvings on the walls.

Yugi couldn't help but smile to himself. He liked how Kaiba looked at the moment. Not a cold-hearted CEO, not a genius. But mostly not a duelist. Just simply…himself. Unguarded and open. A small smile on his lips as he lay on the ground soaking in the sun.

Kaiba was doozing off when he heard Yugi lay down next to him. He didn't mind sharing the sun…or even the sky. He was simply there. Not anyone or anything. He liked to be nothing. Liked not having to meet any regulations or expectations. Just nothing. Just nothing.

Both Kaiba and Yugi lay on the roof together. Neither daring to break the unspoken truce between them. No Duel Monsters. No Pharaoh. No threatening past.

His eyes look sad. So very sad.