Kaiba was sitting in his huge office staring at his massive children's card game empire and rubbing his chin thoughtfully. His office was filled with glass furniture that wouldn't be comfortable if he was a robot. On his desk was a plate of helicopter-shaped sugar cookies that, if eaten, would go straight to his thighs. He was wearing a coat that stuck out in back like a table. In fact, earlier in the day Mokuba was drinking his tea on Kaiba's coat. Anyway, Kaiba was musing about helicopters.
"I love helicopters, don't you Joey?" Kaiba asked. Joey was Kaiba's paid bodyguard, because Joey needed money to afford college because he spent all his money getting Serenity new eyes. Honestly, Lasik surgery is not that expensive so it shouldn't have taken that much money. But, Serenity has special eye surgery that took heaps and heaps of dough. She's fine, though.
"Yeah, I guess I do," replied Joey, but he was distracted by the tea stain on Kaiba's coat. It looked a little like the Blue Eyes White Dragon.
"You should be more enthusiastic about helicopters. You said you loved anything I did," Kaiba purred. Joey shrugged.
"You ain't payin' me to love helicopters. I'm jus' supposed to protect you," Joey retorted. Kaiba shrugged and resumed looking out on his capitalist empire. "Damn it, Kaiba! There's more to life making money!" Joey moped in a corner.
Meanwhile, back at Yugi's pad:
Yugi was flipping out because he didn't have a deep masculine voice in his head anymore telling him logical strategies. He missed his companion. The world felt empty and quiet without Yami in his head. It never dawned on him before how much he liked having a voice in his head making him feel mildly schizophrenic.
"Yugi! It's dinner time!" Grandpa called from downstairs. "Tea is eating with us tonight!" Yugi got excited, in more than one way. Tea is hot and can dance. The only problem is that somehow, despite his excitement, there was still this darkness in his heart where Yami used to be. It hurt a lot, both physically and mentally. Except, then he noticed a tack in his foot.
"Hmm, I wonder how much pain is caused by the tack versus the pain in my heart from Yami's disappearance?" Yugi mused as he went downstairs to eat dinner. Tea was wearing a hot pink dress with ruffles around the collar and sleeves. She also had on pink sandals, even though it was winter. Sometimes, Tea really confused Yugi.
Dinner was delicious. Grandpa can cook really well, especially sardines.
"Smells like a farmer, eats like a cheese!" Tea sang the commercial for farmer cheese. "Yugi, are you free tomorrow? I wanna see you. You know, we don't hang out anymore. In high school we were so close, what happened?" Yugi didn't want to tell Tea the pain he had in his heart since high school. It was easier to separate himself from society than get close to people, ever since what happened. Yugi couldn't tell Tea his dark past, though, especially since his dark past was only a week old.
"Yeah, sure," replied Yugi. Maybe Tea could distract him for a couple of moments from the pain. His heart was full of it and torn between his love of children's card games and his fear that he might lose part of himself again, after what happened. Sadly, he was so completely wasted he couldn't remember that night at all.
"Great! I'll meet you at three at the theatre." She cleaned up her plate and brought it to the kitchen.
