Sorry it took WAY longer than expected. But it really wasn't my fault. I've had so much homework (the the holes not filled with homework have been filled with other things like my last Christmas party) that I've been falling into bed at 11 every night without turning on my laptop (the last lingering part of my sickness is how tired I am). Seeing as I wake up at 5:30, sleep seemed like the best idea.

Don't think I have much else to say. I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or Dr. Horrible. If you have any questions, feel free to ask. More puzzleshippyness in this one!

Xx Listen close to everybody's heart and hear that breaking sound. Hopes and dreams are shattering apart, and crashing to the ground. I cannot believe my eyes, how the world's filled with filth and lies. But it's plain to see, evil inside of me is on the rise. Xx

Yami sighed as he watched the two of them. He hadn't meant to find them. He wasn't even sure if he would have shown up if he'd known they were going to be there.

But there they were, the boy of his dreams and the person he hated more than anything, sitting in a restaurant and laughing.

And it hurt. It really did.

An evil voice in the back of his head kept telling him that it was thanks to him. If he hadn't answered the phone, if he'd just kept Yuugi talking… then maybe it would be him sitting across from Yuugi right now.

He could feel anger rising in him. Anger at Seto as his hate for the man grew.

He'd taken Yuugi away so easily. Yuugi was supposed to be his…

He knew, as he always had, that he would probably never be good enough for Yuugi, but at least he was better than Seto…

He nearly jumped when he saw them both stand up, heading towards the door. Not wanting to be seen he ducked behind a parked car, watching as they walked down the street. He wasn't even aware he's made the decision to follow them (indeed he had been mulling it over for the past few seconds) until he was ducking behind the next car over. For better or worse he could hear them talking now.

"What do you want to do now?" His cousin question and Yami nearly screamed when he slipped his hand easily into Yuugi's.

"Umm…" The shorter man blushed a bit, looking away. "We could go to the park? They have this great frozen yogurt place there and…" He trailed off, looking back towards Seto through his bangs. "And you think that's boring, huh?"

Yami didn't miss how Seto never bothered to deny it. And he'd bet from the way Yuugi looked away again that he didn't either.

"Let's go to the arcade." Seto decided a minute later and Yuugi nodded enthusiastically, the smile back on his face.

"Sure!"

Yami sighed, deciding against the masochistic idea of following them any farther and headed in the opposite direction towards his house. He needed to get more work for the duel disk done anyways. Besides, he really wasn't hungry anymore.

Xx Take it slow. He looks at me and seems to know, the things that I'm afraid to show. And suddenly I feel this glow. And I believe, there's good in everybody's heart. Keep it safe and sound. With hope, you can do your part, to turn a life around. I cannot believe my eyes, how the world's finally growing wise. And it's plain to see, rapture inside of me is on the rise. Xx

Yuugi smiled as he watched Seto play some shooting game. He was happier than he'd been in a long time, even though waking up at Seto's that morning (and feeling very stupid when Seto explained why he was there) meant that he hadn't taken his pills that morning.

Something that usually put him in an extremely low pessimistic mood.

Everything just seemed so much lighter right now. The people so much happier.

He felt a warm feeling in his stomach as he thought over his day so far. The world, he decided, was full of good things and good people and he wondered how he could have ever felt differently. And for the first time in years he questioned why he needed the pills in the first place.

"Yuugi, come one."

Seto was already moving towards another game and Yuugi followed him.

He didn't need the pills. Not really. Besides, what would Seto think if he found out he was taking them?

Xx Here's a story of a girl, who grew up lost and lonely. Thinking love was fairytale. And trouble was made only for me. Xx

Yuugi was already there when Yami showed up at the Laundromat on Tuesday. When Yami came in he looked up from shoving his laundry in the washer and waved. "Hey!"

Yami felt himself smile, setting his stuff down by the washer next to Yuugi's, relieved that Yuugi had acknowledged him. They fell into silence as they both loaded their laundry and Yami shuffled nervously when he finished, noticing that Yuugi hadn't pulled out a book like he normally did. Which was a good sign… he hoped.

Finally Yami took a calming breath and opened the bag he'd brought with him. Faking a frown he looked at Yuugi, pulling two things of frozen yogurt out of the bag. "That's funny, they gave me an extra one by mistake." He mumbled to himself before turning back to Yuugi, holding out one of the containers and trying not to look too hopeful. "You don't happen to like frozen yogurt, do you Yuugi?"

And the half-hour he'd spent searching the park for the place Yuugi had mentioned the other day was worth it when Yuugi grinned. "Are you kidding? I love it!"

He pulled himself up to sit on the counter and Yami followed, sliding one of the containers over to him. They ate in silence for a moment before Yuugi turned his attention back to Yami. "You know," he gave Yami a shy smile, "it's amazing that we've never talked before."

"Yeah." Yami agreed. "We've only been coming to the same place for forever."

Yuugi laughed. "True, true."

Finally deciding to take the chance Yami asked the question he'd wanted to since he'd walked in. He knew it could go one of two ways. He always knew which one was more likely. "So, how was your weekend?"

Blinking, Yuugi looked down, poking at his frozen yogurt. "Good I guess."

When he didn't elaborate Yami just nodded. "Well that's good."

"I went on a date, actually." Yuugi still wouldn't look at him.

Yami forced himself to smile through the sick feeling in his stomach. "Really? How was it?"

"Fun, actually." He could see a small smile form on Yuugi's face. "I didn't think I'd really like him at first, but he turned out to be pretty nice."

"Oh." Seto was nothing even close to the word nice. "Well that's good." And maybe he really was a masochist because he couldn't stop himself from asking the next question. "Do you think you'll go out with him again?" His grip on his spoon tightened as he waited for Yuugi's answer.

"Yeah." Yuugi finally said, looking up with a slightly red face. "I think I will…"

It was silent for a moment while Yuugi sat there awkwardly and Yami tried to calm himself down and release his death grip on his spoon. It was starting to imprint a pattern on his skin.

Finally the red in Yuugi's face disappeared and he grinned up at Yami. "So, how was your weekend?"

"Not so great." He answered before he could stop himself.

"Oh." Yami nearly jumped when Yuugi reached out and touched his hand. "What happened?"

'Your weekend.' Yami shook his head. "Don't worry about it."

Yuugi frowned and studied him for a moment before nodding. "Alright, but then you're not allowed to worry about it either!" He said the last part with such determination that Yami raised an eyebrow.

Yuugi just grinned at him. "You need to focus on the good things in your life. Trust me, I know. I used to be really depressed. I felt like I would never find anyone who would love me and that everything went wrong. But that's not true, you know? I have lots of good things, like you and like Seto. And lots of people have more to be upset about than I do. So if I'm not allowed to worry about it, then you can't either, all right? After all, nothing could grow without the rain."

Yami felt himself smile. Yuugi, it seemed, had the ability to make him do that. "Alright."

The grin faded into a warm smile. "Good." Yuugi squeezed his hand and leaned forward and for a moment Yami could have sworn he was going to kiss him. But a moment later Yuugi had pulled away and was jumping off the counter to check on his laundry.

"I'm curious to find out what you think of Seto." Yuugi said after a moment. And maybe it was wishful thinking but Yami could have sworn that the mention of his cousin sounded forced. "He said he might drop by later."

The spoon snapped in Yami's hand and he jumped off the counter himself. "What?"

Yuugi rolled his eyes as he closed the washer, his clothes not done yet. "He said he'd hate for me to die of boredom here alone. I don't mind it here personally, and I tried to explain to him that I could talk to you, but he said he might come anyway. Now I kinda want him to, I think you'll like him."

"I have to go." Yami was too frantic to care how desperate he sounded. "I just remembered that I promised to meet someone." Without waiting for a response he made for the door.

"What about your laundry?" Yuugi called after him.

"I have more." Yami shot back. "I'll see you Thursday, alright?" He was almost to the door when it opened and the last person in the world he wanted to see walked through.

"Seto!" He heard Yuugi cry before he came to stand next to him. "Just in time, Yami was about to leave. You almost missed him!"

"Sorry Yuugi." Seto murmured before leaning down and pecking him on the lips.

Yami stared hard at the door but Seto was blocking the exit.

"I think I have something to make it up to you though." He said when he pulled back. "You see I went to see the mayor last night and after a bit of talking I was able to convince him that the best use for a certain building would be as a homeless shelter."

Yuugi stared up at him in shock. "You… you did that for me?"

"It is what you wanted, right?"

"Yeah!" Yuugi practically launched himself at Seto in a hug. "Thank you! Thank you so much!" He turned to Yami when he pulled away. "And you too!" Yami felt his face heat up as Yuugi hugged him, though much softer now as excitement calmed down into gratitude.

Finally he pulled away from Yami and moved back to stand closer to Seto. "Thank you both so much. It means a lot to me."

The washed binged and he frowned. "Sorry. I'll be right back, okay?"

Seto nodded and Yuugi ran off. As soon as he was out of hearing distance Seto turned to Yami with a smirk. "He's cute, isn't he, Atemu?"

Yami stiffened at the name and turned to Seto with a glare. "Don't call me that."

"That's right." Seto drawled, amusement clear in his voice. "You changed your name after that little disagreement with grandfather, didn't you?"

Yami bit his lip to keep from shouting at his cousin. The tension between him and his grandfather had been growing for years until finally, at the age of eighteen, he'd exploded at the man. The result was him getting disowned while an amused Seto watched on. Seto took after their grandfather to an almost freakish degree. They both cared about business and money more than people. Any people.

Some people say that his grandfather's wife had died young of a broken heart. Pining after a husband who was never home, who ignored her even if he was.

And Yami wouldn't have doubted it.

He'd only been four when she died but he never forgave his grandfather for being 'too busy' to go to her funeral. He wasn't sure what he believed about god or heaven or any of those things, but a funeral was just something you didn't miss if you cared about the person even the slightest.

Seto had taken over the company after his grandfather's death but nothing had changed. His parents still wouldn't speak to him for fear of sharing a similar fate. It had been years since he'd gotten as much as a birthday card.

These were large parts of the reason he hated Seto so much.

"Of course," Seto continued when Yami didn't answer, "we both know Yuugi isn't really my type." Seto's type were the brainless ones he could easily use and dispose of. "But the fact that you want him makes it so much better."

Yami clenched his fists but didn't rise to the bait.

Seto laughed. "I have to admit, I'll probably keep him a bit longer. He just tries so hard you see. He really wants me to like him. To the point where he'd do anything I ask. Besides, it must be killing you to know that even if you get him later, I had him first. I kissed him first and I fucked him first. And second, if I get my way. Which I will."

Even though his anger was threatening to explode Yami made sure to keep his voice low. "Don't talk about Yuugi like that."

Seto only laughed. "And what are you going to do about it? Hit me? You know Yuugi will take my side if you do. Because you can't tell him the truth, can you. You know it would break him, whether he believed you or not, and even you aren't that selfish."

"Shut up." Yami hissed. "Just shut up!"

Seto laughed again and started to walk over to where Yuugi was now loading his clothes in the dryer. "Didn't Yuugi say you were leaving?"

Yami growled and left, slamming the door behind him. He knew what he was going to do. He was going to work o his duel disk.

He was going to beat Seto.

[A/N] So... yeah. As you can now clearly (I hope) see, the SetoxYuugi doesn't work out and is for plot. Even before the last scene with Seto and Yami I'm pretty sure it's quite obvious that the SetoxYuugi isn't a working healthy relationship that's gonna last so... hope you people don't mind it too much...

I don't think there's much I need to say for this one... A bit more of why Yami hates Seto so much, and anyone who's seen Dr. Horrible can see where it deviates from it and where it connects... And hey, if anyone has any guesses about how the last part turns out (especially if you've seen Dr. Horrible and guess how I'm going to connect certain plot points) then feel free to share them!

Until next time (which I will not promise will be soon but hope will be, for everyone's sanity).