A dedication...

I dedicate this story to many people.

First, I'd like to dedicate this story to my online friends and all of the people who left me reviews and who have helped me with ideas for this story; also, to my actual friends who have read my story and gave me good feedback. I would also like to dedicate this story to all of my readers who have endured the long time it took me to write and post this story. Thank you for all of your patience.

And now, a bonus short story to those of you who bothered to read this last page...

PLEASE NOTE THAT THIS ONE-SHOT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE PREVIOUS STORY. IN FACT, I WILL POST THIS STORY SEPARATELY LATER ON SO THERE IS NO CONFUSION. FOR NOW, SIMPLY FORGET ABOUT THE STORY YOU'VE READ AND FOCUS ON THIS TOTALLY NEW ONE.

Why?

Seto was walking, hand in hand, with his lover, Joey, down a Tokyo city sidewalk at nighttime. They were discussing many things, including Mokuba's new girlfriend, Yuna. Suddenly, a figure popped out of a nearby alleyway and approached them. Seto, noticing the shadow nearing, immediately moved Joey behind him, to protect him. When the figure steps under the streetlamp light, they see it's none other than Bandit Keith, with a knife in hand.

"What do you want?" Seto yells at him, still keeping Joey closely behind him.

"Oh, not much, really. I just got bored and decided to play with whoever I saw next. Unfortunately for you two, it happened to be you.

"What do you want? Money?" Seto said, trying to stay calm.

Keith gave a short chuckle. "Yeah, that sounds just like you, Kaiba Seto. Buy your way out of anything and everything. But this time, that's not gonna work."

Keith slowly moved closer to them, and Seto directed Joey to move backwards with him. Joey desperately wanted to jump at Bandit Keith and beat him up like he would have in his gangster days. But he knew that he could easily get severely cut up by Keith's knife.

"What are we going to do?" Joey whispered softly in Seto's ear.

"We're going to do whatever he asks and hope that's good enough." Seto replies.

"Sounds like Kaiba feels like being cooperative today." Keith says. "I thought you'd be throwing words in my face or something."

"You thought wrong. Now, tell us what you want." Seto said, starting to become angry.

"I want you." Keith says and moves so quickly, Seto didn't have time to react. Keith had thrown his knife toward them, directing it at Joey. After seeing what had happened, Keith laughed, then ran away from the scene.

Joey was left doubling over, crying about what had just taken place. His hands were covered with blood... Seto's blood. When Keith had thrown the knife, he had misaimed and hit Seto instead, making the knife go straight to Seto's heart.

"NO!" Joey cried out, "Seto! No!" Joey was on his knees on the ground with Seto's head resting on his lap while he laid on the ground, motionless. Seto... you can't be gone. Please don't be dead. Please wake up. Joey's tears flowed like a river down his cheeks as he stared down at the person he loved dearly.

"Why, S-Seto? Why did you have to g-go? I'm nothing without y-you, and now you're g-gone...forever." Joey held Seto's body tight; staying by his side is where he belongs right now. He bent over Seto's head and gave him his last kiss...