Authors' note: Yu-gi-oh! and its characters belong to Kazuki Takahashi. We own no rights and take no profits from this fanfic. In this universe Yami has a body on his own. He's a 19 years old student whereas Kaiba is 22 and gives special lectures on the university where Yami studies.

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The Light Fighting for Its Sparkle

In the meantime, Yami was finally free to leave. He got the letters he had printed yesterday and also took his laptop before he entered the IT room and sat at a computer, turning it on. After the laptop was turned on as well, he connected both, just in case. First of all, he hacked the sites of the orphanage Seto and Mokuba had been at, and soon - after a few passwords - reached old documents. Reading through them he found out who had adopted them both. His name had been 'Gozaburo Kaiba'.

Yami copied the documents and sent them to his laptop before he searched for just mentioned man. And as he found out Gozaburo died long ago though he had been the president of a famous company. Still, there was only lame information about it. So the student tried his other programs to get information over his laptop. The firewalls were great, sadly; it took Yami almost 20 minutes and much patience to get them down. Finally then he had access to all the information the website had saved. Looking at the watch though he quickly copied everything, saved it as Word Document and closed the windows. He should eat something and then get through everything. Slowly - yes, slowly but surely - all pieces of the puzzle 'Seto Kaiba' were found by him. And he was very proud of it.

Around 5pm Yami found himself at the laptop again, looking through the information's about Gozaburo's company. "Weapons... even for the war..?" What the hell did Kaiba come to just many years ago? It must've been torture to grow up with such a man. He must've been crazy, that bastard. But still, right now Seto Kaiba was the president of the company and was alone with his brother Mokuba who would be 12 years now, as Yami'd calculated."Still.." Yami rested his temple on his palm, going through the Word Document once more. "It doesn't answer my question where he has that might from. Only the damn light can beard the darkness!" He sighed. So he had to search for Kaiba's parents? Fine. Yami searched through the Internet for the orphanage and tried to find out who Kaiba's and Mokuba's parents had been. It didn't take him long to hack the personal documents. So, they hadn't been that rich and after the mother died there was no other solution than the orphanage. Well, at least Seto had known his parents - compared to Yami, who has been given away with an age of two months. He leaned back in his seat, crossing his arms and staring at the names of Seto's parents, before he blinked. "Sara... No, impossible. She died so many years ago and- ..it is fucking clear. Damn it.." He bit his lip. If this Sara was who Yami believed her to be - the Sara HE had known - then Kaiba had her might and that was unacceptable. She had died for a reason - because she had been the strongest fighter of the light.

Only to let her might devolve upon Seto?! Well, if not Mokuba too... But probably only Seto because he was theolder one.

Yami bit his lip again and it started to bleed. He licked the blood off. If Seto owned the might he knew, then his own teacher could become his biggest (damn) enemy. Of course he could go for other information, visit the orphanage and look for Sara's gravestone since he now knew her surname. The problem? - He was only a student. "And I really am fond of the fact tomorrow I have another lecture with my favourite teacher." A growl escaped Yami's throat. As the door of the apartment opened, he closed the laptop though and got up. Zakaro and Nicola greeted him and just like the friends they were, they sat down on the couch and talked about their days.

After picking at the dinner and helping Mokuba with his homework, Kaiba was sitting by the laptop, pretending to work. In fact, his thoughts revolved around Yami and all the information he had gathered so far. He had read the reports but hadn't learnt anything new. When Seto was done pretending, he just sat in front of the laptop until Mokuba came in to wish him goodnight. It was almost midnight and Kaiba stood up to pay a visit to one more place.

Ignoring Roland's questions, he got into his car and after almost two hours arriving in a small town. It was more a ghost town since all the young inhabitants moved out to Domino City. The town had two shops, a chapel, one school, an orphanage and of course a few houses. Among the houses surely was Kaiba's old home. But he didn't even turn to look in that direction. It still hurt. After all these years. The orphanage was the same one where Kaiba and Mokuba spent a couple of years of their childhood. Seto stopped in front of the chapel which was situated at the end of the town. Between the forest and thechapel was a small old graveyard. It was Kaiba's goal.

Sitting on a stone bench his gaze was fixed on the object in front of him. Their mother's grave. Trying to recall memories of her he had hid deep down, the brunette wondered if that could help him solve the situation. His mother always knew what to do. He trusted her, although he hadn't understood much, being just a boy. One of the strongest memories he recalled was one time when he wanted a toy but Sara gave the money to a poor woman instead, they hadn't been rich either. When he was angry with her she just answered that she helped not only the woman but also herself. Now Kaiba understood that it was about being generous, carrying and kind. Although he understood it, he didn't really feel it. Of course he donated many organizations but it wasn't from the need of his heart. It was just the right thing to do.

There was engraved a sentence on her grave. Kaiba never really paid attention to it. Little did he know how and when it was placed there but at that second it was as if the sentence hit him in the face: 'There is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in.'

Was it possible that Sara was preparing him for this moment? Had she known that he would meet Yami? Did the student really have any/cracks/? As Kaiba tried to find answers for the questions his watch beeped, announcing the time – 3 a.m. "Devils hour…" Seto wasn't sure why he said it out loud and why he suddenly felt the same coldness he had experienced in the shadow realm…

As the coldness grew Kaiba felt the darkness approaching. "I should better go…" He thought but he couldn't, as if an invisible hand made him stay right in the spot. Then he saw shadows moving among the graves, he assumed that these must have been the souls of the dead ones. This time they didn't scream into his ear but murmuredtheir stories, more to themselves than to him. Kaiba relaxed a bit, realizing that they didn't want to harm him. They probably didn't notice his presence. So he stayed in the darkness with them…

Seto felt that something…someone was poking a finger into his ribs. He opened his eyes. The graveyard was covered in morning mist. A gravedigger was hovering above him, cursing all the homeless people and swearing that when he would see Kaiba on the yard again he would call the police. The brunette growled at the man but said nothing, sitting up and looking at his mother's grave. The sentence about light was gone. Was it all just a dream?

He made a decision. One of the most difficult decisions in his life – he wanted to go home. His old home. His intuition told him that there was the answer. It had to be there. But first he called the university to inform the secretary that he would cancel all his classes and lectures.

In the morning Yami awoke with a bad feeling in his stomach. He got up and the first thing he did was sipping a warm cacao. Zakaro had had to leave for her private lessons in the morning two hours ago and Nicola would have to stand up three hours later. So Yami was basically alone. Quietly he packed his stuff and even took a short and cold shower before he dressed himself and made his way towards the UNI. As usual he was there 30 minutes before the first period started and so he went to the locker first, putting the bag with the laptop in. What he had found out about Kaiba yesterday was still haunting him though - it even was a bit scary to know that Sara's might was back. It was nothing Yami appreciated. But maybe Kaiba did not even know about it all? Then he would not use his might as well. But still, that thought did not comfort Yami very much. His hand shivered as he slammed the locker shut. The loud crash was heard through the entire corridor but nobody was there anyway. At least he hoped that.

The key was under the doormat. It was always there. Waiting. Kaiba wondered why the director of the orphanage hadn't sold the house. Maybe Sara forbade it. The door creaked and Kaiba wiped the sweat from his forehead. There wasn't much to 'sightseeing': kitchen, living room, bathroom, Sara's room and Seto's room. He had been supposed to share it with Mokuba but it never happened. He started with that room, going upstairs. He found there many things for a newborn but also his plushie blue dragon, many old books, photos of him and Sara, pictures he had drawn, postcards he got from his biological father. He wasn't sure if they were from him since he had never seen the man in person. Taking one of the photos and the plushie, Kaiba entered Sara's room. He felt sick when he thought about searching through her things but he had no other choice. However, the room was almost empty: wardrobe, night table, bed and lamp. The wardrobe was empty. "Where are all her things?" He wondered, walking up to the night table and finding a notebook on it. "Cooking recipes?! What the heck?" Of all the books he thought he would find it was the last option. After all Sara didn't keen on cooking. She wouldn't really write down any recipes. He opened the notebook and his eyes went wide open: Cheesecake recipe. The Wadjet Eye of Ra! Tomato Soup. Sennen Puzzle! Spaghetti. Yami no Sekai!... etc.

Running out of the house, Kaiba locked the door behind him. He took the key, together with the plushie, photo and notebook, quickly climbing into his car as if he was stealing the items. Driving a small distance towards the forest, he stopped in the middle and found a parking place among the trees. He opened the notebook again. Where on the front side of a page was a normal cooking recipe on the back side Sara had written explanations on the Egyptian items, shadow realm, lethal games and Soul of Light. "Soul of Light…" Kaiba read out loud. It was like a textbook, revealing step by step how to use the energy of Light. One of the most important rules was to find inside harmony. But there were also other advices. Seto started reading, losing the track of time.

So Kaiba didn't come. It was rare - why should he stay home? The teacher there instead of Kaiba was just a joke. Yami was sitting at his table, more busy with his phone than with the blabbering of the professor. He then lifted his hand and asked to go to the toilet. The teacher allowed it. So Yami left the hall and went down the corridor, not thinking about going back too soon. Instead he went to the secretary and de-registered himself for the rest of the day because of feeling sick and throwing up at the toilet. The secretary nodded at that and wrote it down before she let Yami leave. He unlocked his locker and grabbed his laptop - leaving the other stuff where it was.

He wasn't quite sure what his goal was. But he let his feet carry him along. He decided to go through the park which was still quite empty. It was about 7.05am, who should be here already? With the bag his laptop was in around the shoulder, Yami followed the path, his glance down. He had to find out why Kaiba wasn't there. What was more important than the university? It was too strange to be true and the director would not tell a student the reason Seto had told why he couldn't come.

Yami soon stopped as he heard someone call his name. Lifting his head he noticed that he'd left the park already and was now on the pavement. Looking to his right side an old man smiled at him and said it had been a long while. Studying the situation Yami finally realized he was in front of the Kame Game Shop - the home of Yugi and his grandpa Solomon. "Indeed...it has been quite a while," Yami mumbled to himself and nodded at the man, walking over to him.

Solomon was sweeping up in front of the shop. "How have you been, Yami?"

"Good," he answered. "What about you, Sir?" After Yugi's death the Kame Game Shop had been closed for months. One year ago Solomon had opened it again and it worked well. It was enough for a life.

"I have been good," the old man replied. "Though, yesterday there was a man looking for you. He wanted to talk to Yugi because you had been friends." He shook his head. "He wanted to know everything about you and the Sennen Puzzle."

"Is that so..?" Yami narrowed his eyes. "How was his name?"

"It was the proud Seto Kaiba!" Solomon smiled. "How does he know you? He said he wanted to do another DM tournament."

"Aha..." So Kaiba had been here? Looking for Yugi and for HIM?! 'This... bastard', Yami growled in his head, shaking his head. What had Kaiba figured out already? Yami needed to find him. Now.

When Kaiba was ready reading the notes for the third time, he was convinced that he already knew everything by heart. Now there was the question what to do with the notebook. In wrong hands it could bring nothing good. Heck, he wasn't even sure if his hands were the right ones. Place it back in the house? No, he could need it. Turning on the engine, he looked down on the plushie. "I might have an idea…"

His sew skills were rather poor but it should do. Placing the dragon plushie on his cupboard back at the mansion, he watched the effect. Inside of it he hid the notebook. At the beginning of the week, he would laugh if someone had told him that he would read a notebook on magic after being the victim of a prank. His rational side still told him that this all was bullshit on wheels. But his mother wrote it and he trusted her. So even if it was a sect, he would take part in it for the sack of his mother. She had known what to do and everything she had done had a purpose. Kaiba placed the photo of him and Sara into his locket, next to the one with little Mokuba playing chess.

Later Seto took a shower and lied down on his bed. What now? Did he know enough? Should he wait? Hell no, he wasn't the one to sit back and wait so he took out his mobile phone, knowing the number from the university's site:

{Text to Yami Mutou from Unknown: Did you miss me this morning? ~ Seto}

Yami sighed and sat down on a bench. Right now he was on the way home but the laptop around his shoulder slowly became really heavy. Glad to sit, Yami placed the bag off his shoulders and next to him on the wooden bench. The sun was covered by whitish clouds, so there'd be no rain. Hopefully. It was more than clear that Seto wanted to figure out facts about himself and Yami and said student was not fond of that. He did not want Sara's inner soul to come back and be reborn. So much effort and troubles had been given in her death but of course nobody's known she had two sons. Why'd she never told anyone?

Yami almost flinched as he felt his phone vibrating. With an annoyed sigh he pulled it out of his pocket and unlocked it. Putting off the jacket, because it was getting hot somehow, he awaited a text message but it was not one from someone. No. It was ...

{Text to Yami Mutou from Unknown: Did you miss me this morning? ~ Seto}

From Seto?! "What in the name of fuck?!" Yami blinked at the display, blinked again and even once more as if the message would disappear. Then he just massaged his temples. What if he wrote back? Should he? Oh fuck this.

{Text to Unknown from Yami Mutou: Of course I did, Sir, you are my favorite teacher! Why did you leave me alone like that? I was very sad.}

Kaiba laughed at the reply. Whom did the boy want to fool? But when he thought about it maybe he indeed was his favourite teacher. After all, one couldn't play dark and light games with every teacher. Seto was pretty sure that Yami enjoyed this. Then he glared as he read the word 'sad', recalling the feeling he had while being in the shadow realm.

{Reply: You have no idea what 'sadness' really means. But I'm starting to understand. Care for a private lesson?}

"Sadness? Oh well, really?" Yami rolled his eyes. As if his life hasn't been complete shit. But: the heck with it!

{Yami: A private lesson? I remember a B on the last test, I am not that bad~ Or do you really want to see me out of the uni that much? *grins*}

Being a bit cheeky wouldn't get him to prison, after all. Though he wondered what Kaiba wanted from him. Whether he really...? Yami shook his head. He couldn't have found out about the might...how should he, after all? His mother was dead, she couldn't have told him.

The smirk didn't leave Kaiba's face until he realized what he was really doing. He didn't want to tell the student anything he had learnt but somehow he wanted to see Yami. Not the Yami from the shadow realm with the weird glowing eye on his forehead and stuff but the intelligent and nonchalant student who brought pleasure to his work as a lecturer. "It's ridiculous…" He mumbled, thinking that it would be the best to not answer. But after 10 minutes of fighting with himself he reached for his phone again.

{Reply: My mansion. I'm sure you already know where I live…}

Yami chuckled as the lecturer didn't answer after five minutes and put the phone back into his pocket. "I guess I just freaked him out" he grinned, but then folded his arms. Why would he want to see him anyway? Of course it wouldn't be a bad idea...to see him. Since he hadn't been there and just because of that Yami had left the university. It didn't look like Kaiba was ill or something. He must have found something more important than the lecture and classes - and Yami. What could that be? He growled. "Of course nothing is more important.. Maybe he just wasn't in the mood!" Yes, that must be the explanation. Yami just wanted to stand up and finally go home for a warm cup of cacao as his phone vibrated. Had he now replied? Really?

Pulling out the phone again, he read it and rose an eyebrow. No answers to his questions but a command to come. "Fine."

{Yami: Fine. You are the teacher, after all.} I.e.: the one who gave commands and as student, Yami had to follow, hadn't he? Of course, if HE wasn't in the mood, he would not even answer. But to see these bluish glimmering eyes ..was just too tempting. Growling to himself for these cutesy thoughts, he got up, grabbed his laptop and made his way towards the mansion. For Yami it was no secret where the CEO lived.

"Better don't remind me of it because I'll change my mind…" Kaiba said but didn't text it to Yami. He got up from his bed and walked to the living room to inform Roland that he's expecting someone, wouldn't like to be disturbed and that his right hand had to take care of Mokuba. It was a good thing that his little brother had many lessons that day. If he only knew what his big brother was doing…

Seto wasn't even sure if he just wanted to learn his enemy or meet with Yami. He walked towards the window. "It's not like he's my foe, right? I don't know his intentions…I would like to know what he's thinking…"