Autors' note: Yami shares a flat with two girls named Zakaro and Nicola. This FanFiction is based on a roleplay on Facebook, and so are the characters. To show everyone the rightful owners of Yami's friends we will use their profiles (proper versions of the links on my profile): Nicola Kaiba *facebook*com /nicola. kaiba?fref = ts and Zakaro Tozoku *facebook*com /zakaro. tozoku

Mr. Uninterested's note: My collaboration (i.e. rp) with CrismonOtaku also known as Yami ChainedtotheDark YetUnknown. Thank you!

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The oxygen seemed to vanish and was replaced by cool air. No oxygen, just a cool wind. And a scream appeared from anywhere. A scream full of pain.

"What the…" Kaiba was not even able to finish when his mobile phone disappeared. He blamed of course his clumsiness, believing that he must have dropped the device. Everything because he hadn't drunk his coffee in the morning like he always did. And the mist too. Yes, definitely, his brain begged him for caffeine and that was why his vision became blurry. However, he couldn't find an explanation to the cold wind and his problems with breathing. Maybe he passed out and someone took him outside the building? But it wasn't a normal wind. It was more like a sphere of something which emitted that coldness. It came closer and his intuition told him that it wasn't a good sign. It caused shivers down his spine. And then he heard the scream. It wasn't natural either. People didn't scream like that, maybe only when they are skinned alive. It made Kaiba cover his ears and search for the source/owner and cause. Unfortunately, he didn't see much. "Who is there?"

"It's just me and the shadows, Sir~" Was Yami's voice saying and right after that he appeared behind the CEO. The wadjet eye was glowing up on his forehead and he didn't wear normal clothes anymore; he wore black trousers and a tight black tanktop, making his reddish eyes flash. The darkness around seemed to live, movements everywhere but for Seto there was nothing to see.

"Welcome to our little realm. We call it Yami no Sekai." Yami explained with a sadistic smirk on his lips. "And now it's game time, my dear lecturer."

Kaiba turned to stand face to face with Yami, glaring. He noticed the change in Yami's outfit and the eye on forehead but let it go. "So another prank of yours. Great! You complicate your situation more and more." He tried to inhale deeply but failed. He couldn't rely on his senses because everything was fake. The student made it to mock him. Although a quiet voice inside of him – his intuition, called to his ear that it's not a prank. But he ignored it. Because…if it's not a prank then what? Magic?Please, such thing didn't exist. "How about Yami no Thanks? I don't know where you have brought me but I'm out of here." He tried to move but it felt as if he was in a crowd. No one was there tho. "Let me go!"

"Forget it. I will make you not think about what you were going to do!" Yami growled and instantly there was a chain rushing out of nowhere and grabbing Seto's left wrist, holding him. It would hurt, but not leave any physical marks. That was the way Yami Bakura worked, not Yami. His aim was to destroy his victims mentally...

"You can even choose" Yami then said, his voice cold and his look emotionless. "Will the game be about your soul or about your family? Although... your own family is Mokuba but who knows? Maybe you don't want to cut your scars open again..."

Kaiba was pulling on the chain,it caused even more pain but brought no effect. He was surprised that there were no bloody injures. Which, in fact, gave another proof to his prank theory. So much for his leaving…

"You sick bastard…" He hissed hearing Yami mentioning Mokuba's name. "Leave him out of this!" He yelled even louder than before. Mokuba was his weak point but at the same time his brother gave him the needed strength to still fight and live. The choice was simple enough for him. Besides he didn't have a soul. Wait a minute…scars? How did he know about his scars? "Are you spying on me?"

"I? Oh no, the shadows are. - Now, that you chose soul I have to inform you that your soul is connected to Mokuba's. What a shame..." He grinned, folding his arms. "Watch closely. This here now is a little history lesson for YOU from ME." Immediately, two doors appeared next to Yami, closed. One was decorated with a bow and an arrow. On the other there was a sword. "The aim of the game is simple." Yami looked at the doors. "Ares fought with a sword whilst Amor was armed with bow and arrow. It is now to find out who the devil is... " A tricky question. But Kaiba was smart. It was easy to find out who the bad one of both Gods was... "And if you are wrong..Mokuba will pay for you."

Seto folded his arms, this time he answered calmer but emphasized each word. "Keep Mokuba out of it or you'll curse the day you played all the pranks on me. Besides why should I choose any door? There can be traps behind both of them and I don't have to look far since I'm standing in front of the devil."

"Thank you," Yami chuckled before lifting his shoulders to a shrug."If you want your brother to be alright...then you better play."

Kaiba rolled his eyes. "It wasn't a compliment and you start to bore me with your threats." He turned to look at the doors. This topic wasn't really his thing since God or Gods didn't interest him. He had other things to believe in. But he had no other option. Love and war. Which one to choose? "There's one step from love to hate and the road to hell is paved with good intentions…so the devil is hiding there…" He pointed at the door with the bow and arrow.

The door opened and a dark light was seen. Yami clapped. "I knew you were smart enough for that!" The doors vanished, and the chain only ditched deeper into Kaiba's wrist.

"Now we're about bore the shadows. Of course it's a shame you did not demand a price but I am really fine with it.." A smirk appeared on Yami's face. Slowly but surely the movements around became figures. Large worms, dark and with shining golden eyes, hissing at the CEO they started to crawl up to him. Yami only watched, tilting his head. "Next time it will be wise to make a deal with me…" Because nobody will believe this here.

Kaiba's face flinched but hesaid nothing to the increasing pain. It wasn't the first time he had to swallow the pain and move on. One day he wouldn't be able to do so but at that time it wasn't his concern. "I thought Mokuba's safety was the prize. And I don't want any prizes nor games. Besides, you haven't answered my question…where do you know about him and..and my scars? Are you a stalker?" While the worms crawled towards him, Seto was more disgusted than afraid.

"I told you already, the shadows know. I don't. Now please enjoy the pain which you always try to just ignore.. You do not know how boring it is to not hear the screams of the victim." Only one wave of Yami's hand was enough to let the shadows attack. The first worm clung to Kaiba's leg and bit him. Mmmm~ energy of a human. Another worm jumped up to wrap around the CEO's left arm, biting and slowly sucking the soul's energy out. Agony, as angels called it...

"I", Yami said, "cannot frighten you with Gozaburo but with Mokuba. Sadly, his soul is not there in my reach since you won the little game. But..." He stretched out his arm and a sword appeared in his hand. "I will make sure to take care of this little heart of yours, full of pain and hatred."

[style type="italic"]Shadows. Right.[/style], Kaiba thought sarcastically. The idiot wanted to sell him a cheap fairytale or better said nightmare. How did he know about Mokuba and Gozaburo? Maybe he indeed worked for another company and they sent him to gather information about his personal and career lives? As the worm dig into his leg, Kaiba almost lost his balance but put his weight on the free one. Unfortunately he didn't last long and he fell on his knees. But he made sure to not give the psycho any satisfaction of his screams, biting into his right arm to keep his mouth 'busy' and track his mind to another pain.

Who was he? An energy vampire? Kaiba had heard about them but never thought that it was meant literally. But he was feeling it. It was real pain…or it wasn't? Since so far he only bled from the injury he did himself.

Yami took a few steps forward, looking down at Kaiba kneeling there and biting in his own hand.

"How pathetic."

A rope appeared, grabbing Seto's wrists just to pull them up. The other worms now bit his sides, into his ribs, taking the tasty energy hungrily. Making the strong soul weaker and weaker... whilst the Agony grew. No bleeding or scars. No. A pain inside, hitting the same points all the time and nothing could stop it.

Kaiba ground his teeth, trying to convert the pain into anger. Struggling against the ropes, he wished for the worms to be gone. He was sure that the student wanted to kill him, slowly, with sadistic satisfaction. His fight was pointless and caused that he was losing his energy even faster. He was no longer able to think straight. His questions stayed unanswered but he didn't really care anymore. However, one question was still rumbling in his head: Why?

The anger, together with his energy left his body and was changed into…sadness. Kaiba was sad. It was strange because out of all the feelings he chose the most unproductive one. He closed his eyes, not to look at Yami, knowing that if he did, he would be even sadder. Seto should be furious, mad or even afraid but instead he was just sad. Maybe because it was Yami who did it to him or maybe simply because he didn't want to die. He couldn't! He had to take care of Mokuba. "Mokuba!" His eyes were wide open again with a strange blue glow. The missing energy was replaced by new one. The source was unknown, definitely it wasn't his energy. He felt as it grew inside him. It loaded him and made him back stronger.

Freeing himself from the ropes, he got rid of the worms and leapt at Yami. Quickly, to use the element of surprise, there wouldn't be another chance…

"What in the name of...?!" Yami stepped back growling at the new energy he could feel.. So Seto had a little might in him, huh? Too bad. He had wanted to destroy this little heart of his.

Lifting the blade Yami glared at the man, awaiting a new reaction. He wouldn't tell him anything.

Kaiba backed away from Yami, feeling through his skin that he wasn't ready for a direct confrontation with the student. He turned and sudden realization hit him –epiphany. His surroundings were no longer empty but he saw creatures' silhouettes. Earlier they had been human beings but changed into shadows. They screamed into Kaiba's ears their stories. The more he listened to them, the sadder he became. The brunette didn't even know why he cared about them. Normally he cared just for Mokuba. He felt empathy for them which was a rare state for Kaiba. It was as if someone told him to feel so. Together with the energy came this state.

The dark shadows were moving and the previous dark places seemed now for Kaiba to show some white gaps. He started to head towards them because among the screams of the shadows he heard the lament of the light. Which was of course ridiculous but Kaiba questioned nothing anymore. As if everything was as it should be, everything made sense.

"Sir..." Yami lowered the blade to watch Seto. Spotting the silhouettes he looked around and then back to the lecturer. What was going on right now? He had no control over this here anymore.

Kaiba heard Yami and glared. "I need to make him stop calling me like that…" The annoyance he felt distracted him and he was unable to see the white gaps, surrounded by the shadows. Luckily a hole appeared under his feet and he 'landed' back in his few times, he looked around. His eyes didn't shine blue anymore and everything seemed normal. As if nothing really happened…just the marks on his arm he did while biting himself. Kaiba leaned against the wall trying to grasp the events with his mind. He could explain rationally, more or less, what Yami did. But his behavior and that strange energy and sadness he felt was a mystery for him. He shook his head and reached for his things. Pretty sure that he was unable to maintain any lectures that day, he decided to go down and tell the school's secretary that he was taking a day off, not feeling well.

Yami shoved his hands into his pockets, staring down at the floor whilst walking down the corridor of the school after he'd left the office. He did not return to his class but entered the library in the second at the table, Yami opened a book about the worst crimes in America. Why this book? Just because...

Yami folded his arms. How had Seto been able to flee? Only because of this might? It sounded so...strange. Could it be that Kaiba could become an enemy? [style type="italic"]Well, a strong one..[/style], he thought. But of course it would be interesting! It already was interesting to deal with the lecturer daily. - Ah, there was homework/an assignment as well! Oh well. No big deal.

Yami grinned. He was excited as to how he'd react next lesson... But for now, Yami needed a bit time to think.

Back in his mansion in the evening, Kaiba had a long cold shower and sat down to his laptop. He wanted to search for any information which could explain the events that took place in the morning. He hit the conclusion that he probably went mad - schizophrenia or some other disorder. Of course the student could have simply drug him and Kaiba decided to believe in this theory. Everything that happened was just his imagination. Right. Rational explanation reached - case closed.

Not really… Kaiba moved from pages about mental disorder and drug effects to pages where he could find data about the student, for example on Facebook or the university server. "Yami…"

And there was an entire story: grown up in an adoptive family, after the father was murdered though the mother committed suicide. For one year Yami was at the psychologist of the school every evening. Still, Yami had always tried to escape. He had nobody - and it was not sure whether that was good or not. Then, with 17 years he moved into an apartment with two girls, Zakaro T. and Nicola K. who were attending different UNI's. The director of the high school had often told about these three teenagers' misbehaving and pranks; and about Yami there really was something about a disorder even if students had sworn they'd seen 'a dark fog and figures'. Otherwise there were only Yami's good grades and his misbehaving which had suddenly disappeared in the last year of high school. Also something about a "Wadjet Eye" on a necklace he'd always worn.

Yami soon found himself in a free lesson. The seventh and after it there was only his German Curse left. So after the eighth period he could finally leave. Still...Yami left the class and went to his locker, opening it to grab his laptop. With it he sat at a table in the Cafeteria and used his hacker programs to get the university's most data. Data about Seto Kaiba. He did want to know where he had gotten this might from...

The note about adoption caught Kaiba's eye. At least they had something in common. Although Seto had managed to stand on his feet without any psychological help. Maybe it was a mistake? But he had to be fine for Mokuba. He had promised it to his mother. He didn't have time to break down.

"And he's all alone…" Kaiba murmured and moved to the part about other people's declarations. "It means that he uses the same tricks over and over again. But he didn't kill them since there would be no one to state all these remarks. Good thing." Also the note about the necklace was interesting. "If I was able to get my hands on it…I could learn more…probably." Kaiba scratched his head as an headache made it difficult to concentrate. He left the laptop working and headed to bed.

The university's data on Kaiba wasn't impressive. His email and photo at the top with a small note about his CEO career. Also conferences and publications on the topics he was lecturing. Nothing about his private life, not even mentioning one word about Mokuba. There were more information when Kaiba started his work as a lecturer but he made the headmaster delete them, convincing the old man with some shiny money.

At home, Yami plopped onto the couch and yawned, opening a bottle of cola and taking a few sips. Nicola and Zakaro were gone again. He had gotten a text from them coming back at 10pm since there was no school for them for the rest of the week.

"Kaiba Seto... who are you really?" The student mumbled to himself and turned on his laptop, searching for the orphanage of Domino... His programs helped to finally find a pair of brothers: Seto and Mokuba. How interesting...

It was about 5.30pm when Yami soon stood in the kitchen, wearing shorts and a tanktop. He cooked lunch for tomorrow so that the girls would only have to warm it up. Yami himself would eat at the university or during a break in any little restaurant. He had 12 lessons tomorrow.