It's been a few weeks. Just one more, and Yami will be able to leave. Finally. The doctor came in to check on him once in a while. She always asked him how he was doing, and he'd always reply 'Yes'. After changing his bandages, she'd leave. Seto was the one usually visiting. Whenever he came, Yami would hug him and most often cry. The spirits kept coming back at night. They didn't hurt him, but they threatened him that he'd pay the price. Yami was so scared, but didn't mention anything more to Seto.
Seto walked inside of Yami's hospital room, hesitating to tell him the terrible news. Yami quickly wiped away his tears (because of the spirits last night) and looked at Seto with lifeless eyes. "Yami, what wrong?" Seto asked. Yami shook his head as his lover walked over. "Nothing," he replied, Seto sitting on the bed beside him. He wrapped his arms around the smaller one. "I know how you are when you're scared," Seto said. "Your eyes are lifeless. That's how I know... Why won't you tell me anything?" "I-I said it's nothing..." Yami repeated. He noticed a black figure in the window, holding a dagger. He knew it wasn't a hallucination or him just becoming paranoid.
Yami began to shiver and cuddled closer to Seto. Seto looked at the window, but saw nothing. He held Yami tightly. "Ssshh, it's alright," Seto cooed soothingly to the trembling figure. "Whatever you saw is gone now. You'll be alright." After a few minutes, Yami calmed down. Seto kept thinking to himself, How am I going to break it to him? "Kaiba...?" Yami asked, wanting to know what seemed to bother him. Seto sighed. "I know you're upset enough as of now," he hesitated, "but... there's something you should know... about your grandfather..." "W-what happened to him?" Yami asked in worry. "Yesterday night... Yuugi called me over to ask if I could help take care of him," Seto explained quietly.
"But, once I got there, Yuugi was crying on the couch. I asked him what was wrong, and he replied, 'He's dead.'" Yami gasped, tears trickling down his cheeks. "B-but... how...?" he muttered. He was in such shock, he couldn't start sobbing. Seto looked at him sympathetically. "I asked Yuugi that same thing, and he refused to tell me," he said. "Would you like me to take you there once you're out of the hospital?" Yami slowly nodded, still fazed of his grandfather's death. Seto held Yami so the teen's head rested against his chest. The CEO held his hand. Yami wiped away his tears, but they were, like always, replaced with new ones. He covered his face and began to cry. Seto automatically felt guilty and tried to comfort him. But, nothing worked.
Once Yami was out of the hospital, Seto brought him over to Kame Game just as he promised. Sugoroku's funeral had already passed, meaning that Yami missed it. The teen had no intention on going anyway. He would've broke down crying, having the last sight of his grandfather as a pale corpse. Sugoroku's death was... a coincidence, maybe. Probably not. Yami remembered clearly what the male spirit had whispered into his ear the day of his grandfather's death: Your suffering has begun. Was this what he meant by suffering? Yuugi ran up and hugged his Yami tightly. "I'm glad you're back!" he said. "How are you feeling?" "I'm alright," Yami muttered. The truth was, he just wanted to be alone right now. He was still slightly depressed for Sugoroku's death.