"Why did you call me?" Yami asked in a neutral voice.
"What do you plan on doing now?" Seto asked without answering the question as always.
They didn't even look at each other. Seto was busily typing away on his computer while Yami faced the giant windows in Seto's office, looking up at the sky.
"Kaiba. The reporters asked me the same question and I will give you the same answer."
Yami got up and was about to walk out the door.
Seto asked in a louder voice, "Are you going to stop dueling?"
This time, Yami turned around and met Seto's glare.
"No. I will be back."
Then, he left. Yami drove his jet black Aston Martin One 77 to his penthouse condo in Upper West Side, Manhattan. The moment he entered his house, he went straight to his king-sized bed. Yami was about to lie on the bed when his phone ringed. He reluctantly got up and picked up the phone.
"What is it?"
"It's Ishizu."
"…"
"Where do you plan on going?"
"Why is everyone so interested?" Yami replied in a neutral tone.
Yami is always composed. He never loses his temper and smirks or smiles gently at times. At dangerous and scary times, he is calmer, which helps him think and react better than most. Also, it is why people fear him. He will always be rational and calm, someone you do not want to anger.
"…"
"I just wanted to travel a little and come back. Why? Did your fortune telling cards tell you it's a bad idea?" Yami chuckled at the last sentence, knowing her fondness of fortune telling.
"No. It says 'A pleasant surprise is coming your way.' It also says try south."
"South, huh?"
In the south of France is… Arles? Maybe….
"Are you sure you are alright?"
"…Yes."
She sighed, knowing the truth, and hung up the phone.
Yami often left indefinitely after a tournament. He would celebrate his victory with friends, drinking. Then, he would suddenly disappear for a while, sometimes a year or a week. Yami loves dueling, don't get him wrong. It's just that after dueling and celebrating, there's something out of place….
Even Yami himself was not sure what he was missing. At dueling, he is at his best and he is truly himself. He can think logically and has the most fun, thinking of ways to defeat the opponent. He has always dueled for the exhilarating thrill of thinking and beating others. It's like when he solves a long puzzle that no one has ever done before. But, recently, he started to feel like there is something missing.
No, something has always been missing….
Often, he feels as if there is truly no one whom he shares everything with, someone who understands him completely. He has never shared any deep feelings with anyone. Sure, he had friends though very few, including Seto as much as he rejects his position as Yami's friend. But, Yami never felt a deep connection.
All my life, I did not find one person who I feel connected at heart, huh…..
He sighed deeply and lay on the bed. Yami slowly closed his eyes.
I feel like I'm missing another half of me…