Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh or any of the characters.

This story was suppose to be a one shot, but it kept growing and now it's more like a short story. I don't know where this idea came from, but I like the concept. I hope you all like it as well.

Warnings: Violence

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"Delays are unacceptable," I hissed into the headset as I stared out into the blue sky. I moved the microphone away from my mouth to take a sip of coffee. "Do whatever it takes to make the release date. No more excuses." I clicked the button to the device attached to my waist and pulled the headset off, wrapping it around my neck.

"You're not going to get any nice points with that."

I turned away from the window and looked at my blond lover. "Katsuya, what gave you the idea that I was a nice guy?"

Katsuya smiled and tossed the book he was reading on the seat beside him. "Every day, I wake up and see you beside me. Speaking of which, you need to sleep more. Why don't we call it a day and go home to sleep?"

I rolled my eyes; leave it to Katsuya to always have my best interest in mind. "I can't. I need to make sure this game is released on time."

I should have listened to him. At least we would have been in the elevator or even the lobby before chaos unleashed. He would have had a better chance. I had just finished walking over to my desk when a large sound vibrated my office. It sounded like a muffled explosion. I only had a moment to glance over at Katsuya before my bodyguards came rushing into the office. They surrounded me, pushing me out of the room. "What is happening?"

"A car crashed into the lobby with a bomb inside. We have less than two minutes to get you out."

"Wait. We need to get Katsuya. Katsuya!" I shouted, attempting to find my lover.

"There is no time, Kaiba-sama."

"He was in the same room," I growled. They forcefully shoved me into one of the helicopters waiting. It took off moments before the ground floor exploded into flames, knocking out several windows. The building couldn't hold the weight and slowly came crashing down. That was the last thing I saw before the helicopter took me safely away. I loved to say that my thoughts worried about the countless people that worked there, but it only surrounded one thought, Katsuya. The one attack injured many of my employees and killed several of them. Even after each piece of rubble was removed, there were no signs of Katsuya. Every one else was accounted for, but my lover remained missing.

I wanted to blame everything on my security, but they were only doing the job they were paid to do, ensuring my safety. I could argue until I'm blue in the face that one of them could have grabbed him, but I also couldn't understand why Katsuya didn't follow us up to the roof. A million scenarios plagued my dreams of what I could have done differently, but none of them explained Katsuya's missing body. Even though the bomb was strong enough to ruin the foundation of the building and cause it to come crashing down, it wasn't hot enough to burn away any evidence of a person, plus Katsuya was all the way up on the top floor. Nothing made sense, and now, I'm stuck with this incomplete feeling. Is he still alive? If so, why hasn't he come to see me? Is he dead? Where is his body? I want him back in my life, but I want closer more than anything. I need an answer to that question. I would accept either answer even though I would wish for him to be alive.

Kaiba looked up from the journal entry and slammed the book shut. These moments of weaknesses must stop. He growled and tossed the book into the drawer of his newly built desk and locked it safely away. He knew that if anyone got a hold of that book, they would have a field day on all the weakness he voiced. He slid back in his chair and leaned his head against the cold, soft leather. His eyes wandered across his desk, looking at the pictures of Mokuba before landing on the one picture of him and smiling Jounouchi. He wasn't smiling in that picture, but he hardly smiled.

He allowed the walls to fall for a second, showing the grief behind them. He ran his hands down his face and placed the walls back up, making sure he was as expressionless as possible. Kaiba grabbed one of the folders on the side of his desk and opened it, looking through the details of his latest project. He was only able to focus for a few minutes before his mind drifted back to Jounouchi and that horrible day a year ago. "I should have gone home with you when you asked. We could have been in the lobby or at least making our way to it. I'm sorry, Katsuya," the CEO mumbled, placing his hand on the picture of Jounouchi he pulled closer to him. He placed his head down on the desk and closed his tired eyes, not noticing that he was quickly falling asleep with his hand still on the picture.

Mokuba entered into Kaiba's office. "Set-o," he said slowly lowering his voice as he finished his brother's name. He placed more folders down on the desk and glanced at what his brother was holding with a frown. He wished he could ease his brother's suffering, but he didn't have the answer to the question that would ease some of it. He himself couldn't even think of where Jounouchi could be if he was still alive or how his body vanished in the explosion if he was dead. Nobody could find the blond.

The raven haired man sighed and placed his hand on Kaiba's head. He hated waking him, but deadlines needed to be made. He watched as his older brother lifted his head. "Sorry to wake you, Nii-sama, but I brought the latest reports."

Kaiba sighed and took another look at the picture before sitting up fully. He rubbed his face before taking the folder Mokuba held out to him. He glanced quickly over the report before signing it. "Everything looks good. Tell them to ship it."

Mokuba sighed before sitting down in front of Kaiba. "Seto, maybe we shouldn't go to this party tonight. You could use some sleep."

"I need to make an appearance at least for an hour. The press is starting to flay me alive for not being seen in public nearly as much as I used to be."

"Fine. We'll go, but I'm putting a timer on. Now, quickly get those papers signed and we'll leave. Maybe you can get a nap in before we leave for the party."

Kaiba chuckled. "You do realize I'm the older brother."

"You must be forgetting how to take care of yourself, old man. Looks like I need to care of you."

Kaiba rolled his eyes. "Don't you have work to do?"

"Of course, Nii-sama. Right away, Nii-sama," Mokuba said as he walked towards the door. "You have an hour to finish everything."

Kaiba shook his head as the door shut and looked over at the folders that needed to be reviewed. He knew he would be able to finish everything in an hour. Taking an afternoon nap sounded great at that moment. He picked up the first folder and started reviewing it before signing it. The brunet found that an hour passed quickly, but he managed to sign the last folder before his brother walked back into his office. "Ready, Nii-sama."

"If you insist. Help this old man up," he teased.

Mokuba shook his head. "If only people saw this image of you, the press might leave you alone for awhile."

"Why? They already calling me a cold blooded monster and a robot that cared more about himself than the man he called his life's partner."

"I wish you would ignore that one and let it go. You had nothing to do with your bodyguards pushing you to the roof and leaving Jounouchi behind. Did you tell them to leave him? Did you not even mention his name while they were pushing you?"

"No. I told them to grab him. I told them I wasn't leaving without him."

"Then it wasn't your fault." Mokuba walked over to Kaiba and placed his hand on his shoulder. "Nii-sama, Jounouchi would not want to see you like this. If he's in the afterlife, how do you think he's feeling watching you kill yourself like this?"

"Where's his body? If he died, why couldn't we find his body? He has to still be alive. Maybe he hates me for not doing anything to save him and no longer wants to see me."

"I don't think so. I think he would at least come back to see you."

"Where is he, then?

"I don't know, Nii-sama. If he's still alive, we'll find him. No one has given up yet. Let's get you home and get you to bed. I'll wake you in time to get ready for the party." He wrapped his one arm around Kaiba's waist and walked with him out of the office. Even though he wanted to believe that Jounouchi was still alive, he was starting to doubt it. He understood why Kaiba believed the blond to still be alive. He would think the same thing, but everything didn't make sense. There was no way that Jounouchi could make it out of the building before the explosion. His body should have been in the rubble, but he wasn't there. Mokuba glanced up at Kaiba. He wished he could provide his older brother with the closure he desperately needed. Until then, the only thing he could do was to take care of him.

Kaiba didn't think he would be able to fall asleep, but the second his head hit the pillow he was sleeping. The next thing he remembered was Mokuba waking him three hours later. He stared at the ceiling for a few minutes before deciding that he should get up. He was doing things just for the sake of his media image since he knew that a poor image of himself would reflect badly on his company. Dressing simply in a black suit, he ran his fingers through his hair instead of styling it like normal. He didn't care if his hair looked like he just woke up.

When he reached the bottom of the stairs, he saw Mokuba waiting for him in a navy suit. He sighed and looked up at his older brother. "Nii-sama, you should have dressed in that white suit with the blue shirt. It's more like you."

"If this wasn't like me, I wouldn't own it, Mokie."

"Fine, would you wear the white one ever again?"

"Maybe. I don't understand why the color of my suit matter to you."

"It reflects the emotions you are having."

"Excuse me?"

"Ever since the building exploded, you refuse to wear anything else but black or navy. If you are worried about your image, you should dress in more positive colors."

"Let's not discuss this right now. We're going to be late."

"Fine, but we need to talk about this later."

Kaiba sighed and opened the front door. The limousine was already waiting for them with the passenger door opened like always. He knew there would be no getting away from Mokuba. There never was, however Kaiba did win some victories. His proudest moment would have been when he managed to convince his brother that he didn't need to see a psychologist or a grief counselor. He would always admit to people that he was fine even though he felt like he was falling apart. Jounouchi and he weren't together for long, but it was long enough to cause changes in his mind and lifestyle.

He found himself relying on Jounouchi's presence and when it wasn't there, he felt empty or incomplete. He would do anything to have the blond bubble of happiness around him again. He would even selfishly bring him back to life just to have more time with him.

Kaiba found himself on autopilot through the party, shaking hands and bowing when needed. He would nod or simply state his opinion in as few words as possible. Mokuba would stand either directly beside him or a few feet away. The party was boring and held no interest for him. Normally Kaiba would donate money to the orphanages and ignore their annual party, but this year held too much damage and it required him to be out in the public eye more.

Kaiba turned to Mokuba about to announce their departure when he saw someone with blond hair. Normally he would ignore it, but it seemed too familiar. He gasped when the person turned around to hand someone a drink. Kaiba couldn't take his eyes off the man. "Katsuya," he managed to whisper.

Mokuba turned to Kaiba and followed his sight. He gasped and started walking over to Jounouchi. This triggered something inside of the brunet. He quickly walked over to the blond and grasped his wrist. The blond jumped but couldn't pull his wrist free. "Is there something you need, sir?" he asked with a slight stutter.

"Katsuya."

"Excuse me?"

"Don't you know who I am?"

"I...Kaiba-sama. Do you need to sit down? You look a little pale."

"Stop this game. You know who I am."

The blond's eyes widened. "Sir, I don't know what you are talking about. Why don't we move to the other room to discuss this?"

The disturbance caused one of the other workers to come to his aid. "Haruki, is something wrong?" the slightly smaller raven haired man asked.

"Kaiba-sama, may need to sit down. Can you help me get him to the other room?"

Kaiba glared at the blond. "Who is Haruki?" It sounded like the name of his two friends combined. "Do you have amnesia?"

"Let's talk in the other room," the other server said, while guiding them out of the room with all the people staring at them. Mokuba followed quietly. He wasn't able to speak after seeing the blond not recognizing his brother.

They sat down at the table of what looked like a conference room. Kaiba was unable to stop looking at Jounouchi. It was starting to make sense why they couldn't find Jounouchi because he wasn't using his name. He thought they looked even at the John Doe's. Unless when someone asked for his name he gave that name. The raven haired man spoke first. "My name is Satoshi. I'm Haruki's guardian. He was found on the streets about a year ago with severe cuts and several broken bones. When the doctor asked for his name that is the one he gave. It was thought that he could remember his name but not his past. The doctors believed that he would get his memories back. To this day, he hasn't. At that time of his release, I was working as a janitor at the hospital. He had no place to go and they were going to lock him away in a psychiatric hospital." Satoshi stopped for a few minutes to gather his thoughts.

"My sister passed away only a month before that. She was locked away in one of those hospitals, and they didn't know she was sick because they couldn't see the changes in her. She had multiple personalities and they just thought she was developing another one. It hit too close to home, and I couldn't think about someone like him ever getting help there. I signed all the papers and quit that job to spend as much time helping him as I could. We've walked almost in every part of Domino, but nothing triggered his memories." He glanced back at the blond with a smile. "Now before I let you say anything more to me. I want to know who this Jounouchi is."

Kaiba reached for his wallet and pulled out his picture of Jounouchi and him standing outside of his newest amusement park. Satoshi picked the picture up and looked at it before handing it to Jounouchi. "Jounouchi Katsuya is my other half. We used to be enemies when we attended school, but after we graduated, we made a deal not to be enemies anymore. After one of the Duel Monsters Competition, we happened to be sitting in a room waiting for Motou Yugi to finish his press conference." Kaiba smiled at one of his happiest memories.

"At first we just talked about our new cards and strategies. It became heated when we started arguing over the strength of one of his cards. We started at the opposite sides of the room, but by the time we finished arguing, we were a few inches away from each other. I remembered my heart was beating quickly. I never noticed how much I craved having him near me. Even irritating me, I was happy because he never had trouble challenging me. I didn't even notice that we stopped talking and were staring at each other until Yugi walked in. He told us that if we were going to stand that close we should just kiss. I think he was joking and expected us to separate, but we did the opposite. The kiss was heavenly and felt perfect. I never wanted to let him go."

The CEO frowned. "We were only together for a small amount of time before some crazy person crashed a car into my lobby with a bomb in it. My security pushed me..." He stopped, trying to get his emotions back in check. "They refused to listen to me when I told them I wasn't leaving without Katsuya. I don't know why they didn't grab him as well. I called his name, hoping that he would follow and that they would have to push him into one of the helicopters waiting for us."

"There were too many," Jounouchi whispered. He squeezed his eyes shut and grabbed his head.

Satoshi instantly reached for his hands and pulled it gently away from his head. "Easy, remember don't force it."

Jounouchi blinked a few tears. "There were too many of them. If I went with them, one would have to stay behind. I didn't want to be the reason for someone losing their life. I took off down the fire escape, jumping down as many stairs as I could. I didn't even hear you say my name." The blond stopped as if searching his memories. "I-I can't remember after that."

"It's okay. It'll come back to you."

Kaiba reached across the table and gently took Jounouchi's hand. "Do you remember who I am?"

"A little. I remember our first kiss." He smiled softly. "The first time we made love and Mokuba walking in on us the morning after."

Kaiba chuckled. "I'll never forget that," Mokuba mumbled.

Satoshi slipped the picture back to Kaiba. "There is a lot to discuss if you are going to take care of him. Right now I don't trust him in anyone else's care but mine."

"I can take care of myself." Everyone rolled their eyes. "What?"

"Same stubborn puppy."

"I agree. It's really hard trying to get him not to push himself," Satoshi answered. "We need to finish working. If you're planning on leaving, you can come back around eleven. We'll be finished then."

"I'll stay until you're finished."

"Fine, but you can't prevent him from working. I'm sure our boss is already fuming."

"I'll talk to him."

"No," Jounouchi answered quickly. "Why do I remember you always yelling at people?"

"He always does when he can't get his way," Mokuba interrupted.

"Not always."

"Name one time."

"Now."

"What?"

"I want Katsuya to come home with me now, but you don't see me yelling."

"On that note, we're going back to work," Satoshi interrupted. "You can stay in this room if you don't want to go back with that crowd." He reached into his pocket and handed Kaiba a card. "That's my cellphone number."

"I think I will stay here. Thank you." Kaiba looked at the card before reaching into his coat pocket for his. "This is my cellphone and home number."

Once they left he looked over at Mokuba. "I can't believe he's alive."

"That makes two of us. From what he says he remembers he went down the stairwell. That would have led him outside."

"Mokie, he would have had to jump down most of the stairs. The building was forty floors. Say he did make it close to the bottom. The building collapsed in on itself. All that rubble would have fallen on top of him. Satoshi said when they found him; he had cuts and a few broken bones."

"He was always lucky. Seto, there was a possibility. He could have managed to get in a crawl place when the building started collapsing. Maybe something fell on his head after that. Then when he woke he could have dug himself out and started walking around trying to figure things out."

"My crew was there in less than an hour after the building collapsed. They should have seen someone digging themselves out."

"Nii-sama, everything was a mess and debris was over a huge area. The possibility was there. We won't know the truth until Jounouchi remembers."

"Why would he walk away if he saw someone digging through the rubble?"

"I don't know. We can ask him after he finishes working."

"I don't want to bombard him. Satoshi is right. If we push him too hard and too fast, he might have a mental breakdown. I don't know too much about amnesiacs, but I do know that they become confused if they can't figure out which memories are past and present."

"I understand. We'll have to ask him another day. Maybe we can convince Satoshi to let him stay with us."

Kaiba sighed and rubbed his hands over his face. "I wish it was that easy but Satoshi seems very overprotective. It might take Katsuya saying he wants to leave in order to get Satoshi to agree. Worst case scenario we'll have to do this legally. I don't want to do it that way."

Mokuba reached for Kaiba's hand and gently squeezed it. "He'll choose you. He just needs to remember all the good times you had together. I could see it in the way he looked at you that he is slowly remembering."

Kaiba smiled gently and squeezed back. "Thank you." He placed his hands back on the table and stared up at the clock. They had a couple hours until eleven and Kaiba knew that Mokuba would remain quiet most of the time. Mokuba knew when his brother needed to think, and he did his best not to bother him during those times. Right now, he had a lot of thoughts running through his mind. What if Jounouchi didn't remember enough of the good times to want to come back to Kaiba? What if Satoshi was overwhelmingly protective of Jounouchi that he won't let him go? Would Jounouchi forgive him if he legally removed him from Satoshi's home? Was it even possible to do that? They weren't married and had nothing that bound them to each other. Satoshi was his guardian and was in charge of making sure he was fine both mentally and physically. Kaiba placed his head down on the table. He found himself slowly drifting off to sleep. He was tired and couldn't keep himself awake.