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Well this really is the end, but not the end of the paring I so enjoyed bring this to you and especially your support. See you when inspiration strikes again…..

Recap: 'Damn him to hell, I've had enough!' The brutalize red-head screamed. "Stop the car!"

Chapter 11: Everything and More

Screeching to a dangerous halt the driver put on the breaks almost tossing Amelda through the window. He didn't care because in one stride he vaulted out of the window and ran down the street.

"Curse the idiot," Bakura called out, "Get back in the car, unless you have a death wish!"

Amelda continued to walk away ignoring the man. Bakura swung his minivan in front of the blind man and forced him inside. Immediately a fist fight broke out but the boy guard used a stun gun and Amelda hit the back seat like a wet seal flopping on dry sand. It was horrible. Next he signaled the petrified limo driver to go home. He'd take responsible for Kaiba's boy-toy.

Immediately Bakura paged the CEO and informed him of the news. "You're right Kaiba-sama, the fool tried to run, but we're on the way to the mansion."

As instructed Bakura put Kaiba on speaker, "Drop him off at the nearest corner, a bar for pretty boys. I'm sure he can find his way home."

"Coward, do what you want I don't care," Amelda moaned, to the empty air space in the van. Bakura clicked the phone off and continue to drive down the street. He parked at a corner near a park.

"Let's talk, man, you need a friend," Bakura spoke.

"No shit," Amelda chuckled; the cut on his lip reopened and started to bleed. The bruises on his body ached all over again, 'life sucks,' he thought.

"I thought you had a mission," Bakura touched the others forehead, he'd looked pretty beat up for a rich man's pet. Kaiba really had a way of getting his kicks off. Amelda was skin and bones and his coloring resembled ash, dry and flaky. At least Mokuba wasn't into hard core sex, yet.

"So are you his dog who's come to take his toy back," Amelda slid down in the leather seat to rest. He'd continue his escape once he'd gotten rid of the interloper.

"No you've got it wrong, I've come to help!" Bakura words made the other laugh.

"Mmmm . . . . I wonder is this another game. Let's see fighting is out. Should I use my body and beg you not to tell blue-eyes I tried to escape. Maybe you'll drag my narrow ass back in chains, he'd love that. So which is it?"

"Neither, Mokuba is seeing Yami your friend. I don't know what happen to the blood money, Mokuba has a plan of his own and I want to stop him."

"Why?"

"He's turned my brother into a slut." Bakura hissed.

"And you want to do what?"

"Man, did screwing Kaiba fry your brains? Mokuba is going down and I'm dragging Kaiba with him. What about your brother and your eyesight?"

"Go back to your 'green eggs and ham' others have gone against 'ice man" and all have failed. I won't harm Mokuba!" Amelda forced out the last words.

"I don't believe this shit. After everything he's done to you . . . . You're an idiot if you believe his word. He's arrogant and only believes in his own gain. I've been Mokuba's bodyguard for years, there's nothing I don't know including all his dirtily little secrets."

"I hate betrayal its beauty defies the rarest of roses. Revenge is the blood running from the thorns after you've been pricked to many times. I've had enough," Amelda's voice betrayed his defeat and pain.

"So you're just going to give up on your brother? Mokuba is going to dump my brother or worst and I won't let him get away with it. "

"Really, go home Bakura you're out of your league."

"Piss on you I'll do it myself." Bakura opened the door and motioned for the other to leave. "I really thought you were different. What about Joey and that blond dude?"

Bakura locked eyes with the other it sadden him greatly. Amelda had a way of pulling others close within his aura. "You know where Joey is and he's safe. Please let me in on your plans I can see hope in your eyes."

"When your brother feels the pain from his broken heart just be there to comfort him until he heals. It may take a lifetime but that is your role as his brother. He's alive," Amelda tried to smile.

"You ain't getting' far with that damn collar. Too much juice and the damage to your nervous system will be permanent. I can take it off."

"The chain around my neck is not what binds me to him," Amelda turned back to the frustrated bodyguard. "I chose this patch of my own free will, but now the game is over."

"You love him . . . ."

"Have you ever had your life shaken by the sight of someone so breath takenly beautiful it robs you of all your senses . . . . Is it love or is madness. . . ."

"What can I do to help?"

"Stay out of my way, too many people have the scars of our little game, I won't' hurt anymore people. Listen to my final words as I comfort your spirit. Mokuba will find an empty room awaits him this night. Yami was only a diversion, while I searched for many things. I didn't need to have both Kaiba's biting at my heels. Yami's had made his choice and his happiness begins with me. Joey has found another and I will never betray his secret. This toy soldier is all that remains of my brother, it was the final blow to my pain and Kaiba knew this the minute he gave it to me."

"So you're going back to that bastard?"

"Perhaps . . . ."

The men sat in silence for a while. Amelda poured a cold bottle of sparkling water on his face and asked Bakura for the use of his phone. Within an hour a dark limo pulled up next to the van and Amelda left the bodyguard without uttering a single word. He gave Bakura a package which contained the necklace and quietly closed the door to the limo. The driver hidden behind tinted windows drove off.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Six months later

It was a warm winter night and the stars danced in the early evening sky. Amelda enjoyed this quiet time after a long day of teaching children and adults how to ski. Exhaustion set in and a warm bath was in order. He had the lodge to himself a rarity, because Joey and Raphael decided to go dancing to open the season. Soon the lodge would be packed with tourist.

'Let's see rose oil, rose milk, and a touch of mint,' he hummed a love song, the bath was ready. However his solitude came to an end with the persistent ringing of the door bell.

"Shit," he fumed. "Just a sec," Skiers were always miss judging their time coming down the mountain and used his place for emergency overnight stays.

Amelda opened the back door that led to the lodge and gasp at the lone figure of a man leaning against the ornate fireplace in the large welcome room of his lodge. Feelings long buried rushed forward in large waves and once again he was breathless by the sight of the dark beauty. Seto Kaiba couldn't have been more desirable even if he tried.

The other held his breath before he turned around, 'it's him I want him' Amelda scent powerful and soft filled Kaiba's nostrils; he sighed closing his eyes in the process of drinking it in,

Minutes pass as each man sized up the other; each refused to speak fearful the wrong words would destroy the moment.

Amelda shivered and Kaiba gave the other his cashmere jacket; the scent made Amelda heart raced above the speed limit, 'don't care I want him'

"Ah . . . thanks . . . I'll light a fire," Amelda turned away trying to get his composure back. 'Damn he

smells good.'

"Want some help," they both reached for the fire logs at the same time and their hands touch. Kaiba refused to let go and Amelda allow his large hands to intertwine around his own. It was long overdue. Once the fire started Amelda fixed Kaiba a drink it was his favorite, sparkling water, splash of orange, olives, and a lemon twist. Expertly Amelda twisted the lemon over the ice and sprinkled just a pinch of salt on top. Seto took the drink and the other blushed.

"Vacation," Amelda inquired.

"No I came to delivery this, that's all," Kaiba handed the man a large package hidden underneath a table and proceeded to go.

"No not like this, you could have had it delivered. I want to see your face when I open this and I want to tell you how I feel."

"This was a mistake I really should go," Kaiba started to sweat. 'Nothing's change I'm under his spell'

"Like hell, you've had six months to think about this and I'm not taking no for an answer." Amelda ripped the paper of the package. Inside the box he pulled out a silver urn trimmed in gold.

"Kaiba . . . . Kaibaaaaaaaaaaaaa" Amelda would have fallen to the floor if not for Kaiba's quick actions. Kaiba cradled the man and the urn protectively in his arms.

"I found his remains in a lab along with other test subjects. I'm so sorry," Kaiba whispered the words again Amelda neck. He pulled gently on the sensitive skin. The action relaxed Amelda, while he cried tears for his brother.

Kaiba took the urn and placed it on the table, "I've got to go."

"I made a promise to you also."

"Promise . . . I don't recall any promise," Kaiba brow knitted together. "And if you did it was under force. I'm a cruel man and I clause you great pain, its over."

"You could have my body only after my sight returned," Amelda smiled. "I've never seen anything more beautiful than my face reflected in your eyes. I won't loss to you, but we will lose ourselves in each other."

"I've never stopped loving you Seto, from the first moment we met."

"Nor I . . . . ." Amelda didn't let Seto finish. He covered Kaiba's lips completely, crazy glue paled in comparison to their connection.

Neither man heard the door open, or the loud voices of Joey and Raphael complaining about the heat, or the shock on their faces when Joey screamed at the sight of his old boss.

Raphael charge in and almost landed a blow to the daze CEO but Amelda stopped him just in time.

"Raphael don't hit him, it's not what you think,"

"Kaiba . . . what the hell" Joey grabbed his mate.

"What the hell is going on," both blonds spoke together.

"None of your business," Kaiba regaining his composure spoke.

"Seto . . . please let me handle this. Ah . . . . We're thinking about things . . . you know . . . . Things." Amelda blushed.

"Can't you think about things in your room for god's sake! Raphael hadn't seen that star in his friend's eyes for years. Even if he didn't like Amelda's choice or why in the hell he was here Amelda's blush told it all.

Joey looked at Raphael and started to laugh . . . "Can we go think about things, big boy." Raphael threw Joey over his shoulder and walked out of the front door.

"What a nightmare," Raphael whisper.

"Yeah," Joey continued," but Kaiba was blushing, scary sight."

"Amelda you don't have to do this," Seto whispered his voice deep with desire.

"This might take a while and I've got a busy day tomorrow," Amelda added. He exposed his slender neck for Seto's examination.

"Ah. . . I sorta booked the lodge up for a month, those reservations are all mine." Seto murmured under his breath.

"What . . . you mean I'm stuck with giving you skiing lessons," Amelda wrapped his leg around Seto's waist, "carry me,"

"I'm an expert skier, I'll have you know," Kaiba lifted the slender man up against his chest and continue playing with his ear.

They stood outside and gazed up at the stars which were bright and the cloulds glizen in the dark sky. It was wonderful all the fears disappeared over the alps that night.

"My . . . . My . . . . Whatever will we do . . . .? "Amelda eyes misted over with tears of joy, he'd never been happier.

Thanks to everyone who read this story it was a challenge to do, but loads of fun, Sherabo

Ja ne'