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Yami: Do it.
Chaos: No. I won't.
Yami: C'mon, this'll be the last time, I promise!
Chaos: NO! I said I'm not going to.
Yami: Why not?
Chaos: You have the pen name. Why don't you take responsibility and do it?
Yami: Just say we don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!
Chaos: *smirks* I think you just did.
Yami: D'oh!
A/N: Wow! Thanks for the reviews! *feel ashamed* I can't believe I'm putting Seto though all of this! I know, I know, it was a terrible thing for poor Seto to have Mokuba die and be left all alone...but I figured out why now! My muse has been on vacation, and upon returning, she found that Yami Bakura had taken over! ^_^ And, because she was feeling overwhelmed by all I put her through anyway, I now have a team of anime characters helping her out!
Anyhow, sorry I took a bit longer to get this chapter out. I got sidetracked [like that's anything new...] and wrote another Yu-Gi-Oh! fic [needed a short break ^_^], but now I've finally gotten this chapter ready to go! BTW, if it so interests you, check out my other fic! It's a suicide story [and hooray for those!]. And after all that needless ramble, I now present to you Chapter 4! ~Yami
/.../ - denotes telepathy between Yugi and Yami
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As Seto headed home, he was unaware that Yami was going back to the Kaiba Corp. building. Finally reaching the empty house, he headed inside and collapsed in a chair. "Why?" he asked solemnly, his head hanging. Wasn't the pressure from Mokuba's death and the responsibility of running Kaiba Corporation enough, without having to deal with newfound feelings for Yami? Why had he suddenly found that he was madly in love with the Pharaoh?
Sighing, the troubled teen's thoughts grew dark. "Maybe I should just end it all..." Now that Mokuba was gone, what was stopping him? "What about Yami?" Seto shook his head to clear the thought. "Yami doesn't care about me," he said, not realizing how much he had hurt himself with those words. "Too many things have happened between us. Yami could never feel this way about me..."
A silent tear slid down Seto's cheek as his thoughts turned toward the Game King. Seto had never realized just how much he felt for Yami. It wasn't just the fact that Yami was so beautiful, but so much more. His confident manner and the fact that he never gave up were just so...appealing.
"And his eyes..." Seto whispered. "A hidden power that lies beneath...yet, there is still a gentleness that can be seen in them. A gentleness that you have to look hard to find, but is still there." That gentleness was evident in the way that Yami treated Yugi.
Seto sighed. "He could never love someone like me..."
With those words, Seto stood up, and walked out the front door. Driving back to Kaiba Corp., he parked the car and walked down the street, his decision made.
He had decided that he had no reason left to live.
******
"He's gone home," the secretary said, after Yami had asked to see Seto again. Yami felt a twinge of sadness as he left the building. Walking along, he was ready to return to the Turtle Game Shop, until something caught his eye.
"Seto's car..." Yami said, reading the parking pass of the familiar car. "He must have gone out walking...his employees would know if he was there or not. But where would he have went?" Yami wondered.
At that point, his eyes found the silhouette of a figure similar to Seto's retreating from the parking lot. Taking a fast pace, he followed the figure, soon finding that it was indeed Seto.
Yami could tell immediately that something was wrong. Seto's gait made it apparent that he was extremely depressed, and Yami quickened his pace to catch up. As he moved closer, he could see Seto's figure pause slightly as he passed the Turtle Game Shop, as if he was debating whether to go in or not. He seemed to decide against it, and continued walking.
"Seto!" Yami yelled, now almost directly behind him. Seto stopped and jumped slightly as he heard his name, and turned to see Yami standing behind him. His blue eyes widened as they met Yami's violet ones.
"Yami..." Seto choked out, his awe obviously getting the better of him. He hadn't seen anyone in the game shop, and had decided against going in. After all, if no one really cared, then what difference was it going to make whether he said good-bye to them or not?
"Seto, what are you doing?" Yami asked, standing at Seto's side. Seto turned away; there was no way that he could tell Yami what he was about to do.
Yami, sensing that something was seriously wrong, reached out to Seto's face. Seto flinched as the hand drew nearer, and felt Yami turning his face back towards him. Yami's eyes narrowed as Seto looked away.
"Tell me what's going on," the Pharaoh ordered. Yami was now upset that Seto refused to say anything about what was wrong or what he was doing. Still receiving no answer, he sighed. Taking Seto by the arm, he pulled him into the game shop. Seto, in too much shock to react, let himself be taken in.
"Sit," Yami said, pointing to a couch. Seto sat, and waited. Yami sighed again as he sat down beside him.
"Please, talk to me Seto," Yami said, his voice almost taking a pleading tone. He saw Seto start to say something, and then stop himself. Yami waited to see if he would speak, and finding that he wasn't, said, "At least tell me why you won't say anything!"
"What does it matter, Yami? No one cares anyway..." Seto's voice quivered as he finished the statement.
Yami was in a state of shock, which was rapidly turning into anger. How could he think that no one cared? How could Seto believe that he didn't care?
"Is that what you think, Seto?" Yami's voice was quiet with hurt rage.
Seto looked away, confirming that he thought exactly that.
Finally, Yami spoke again. "You're wrong," he said, looking directly into Seto's eyes. "I care. You don't seem to realize how much I care. Seto, I..." Yami held back the last statement. He wasn't sure what Seto's reaction would be to it.
Yami watched as Seto shuddered slightly. All of a sudden, tears were running down the teen's face, as he collapsed into Yami, sobbing. Yami, now unsure of what to do, wrapped his arms around Seto and gently rocked him, waiting for when he was ready to speak.
"Yami, I...I was going to kill myself," Seto whispered through his sobs. Yami stiffened; he wasn't expecting something that dramatic.
"Seto...why didn't you tell me?" Yami asked, still rocking the crying teen back and forth. He was in a state of shock; he never could have imagined that someone like Seto would actually try to kill himself. Seto had always seemed to be in control of himself, but Yami had wanted to make sure by trying to help him through. Yami heard his sobs, and listened for an answer.
Seto finally managed to respond, "I didn't think that you would care."
This hurt Yami; he couldn't believe that Seto thought he didn't care. "Do you think I was joking when I told you that I am here if you need me? I meant what I said, Seto. I wanted you to know that I was here for you. Where did you get the idea that I don't care?"
Seto shook his head, unable to say anything more. He allowed Yami to hold him, and found himself relaxing slightly in the embrace. Unknowingly, he leaned into Yami, letting his thoughts drift back to what Yami had just said.
In a way, he was surprised to find that the Pharaoh actually did care. Part of him felt better knowing this, but it also brought up an important question: Did Yami feel for him what he felt for Yami?
Yami felt strange, holding Seto like this. But at the same time, he rather liked it. He held the teen closer, trying so hard to transmit his feelings through his actions. "This is my chance to tell him..." Yami thought. He was a little nervous, however. What if Seto didn't return the feelings? Where would that leave him?
Seto watched Yami for a moment. The Game King seemed to be struggling with himself, as if he were deciding whether to take a certain action or not. Seto couldn't help but wonder exactly what type of decision Yami was trying to make, but he could never have guessed what was going through Yami's mind.
"Well, I guess it's now or never..." Yami thought. "Seto?" he said suddenly, trying to get his attention. Seto turned to look at him. "I have something that I need to tell you."
Seto looked confused. "Wh...what?" he asked, wondering what Yami could possibly have to say to him now. He focused on the violet eyes in front of him. "I have to know..." Seto thought to himself, his love for Yami almost overpowering him. It took all of his will power to stop himself from bringing Yami's mouth down to meet his.
Yami looked into deeply confused blue eyes. "Seto, I..." the Game King began, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment. Opening them, seeing Seto once more, need overtook him. He put an arm around Seto and pulled him close, pressing his lips hard against the other's.
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Seto realized his feelings for Yami! And now Yami's doing something about it ^_~ Wonderful place to end the chapter, ne? Hmm...I should just throw everyone for a loop and have one of them die...with my current angst obsession and Yami Bakura having an amount of control on my musings, I actually may do just that...no, NO! They are not going to die! *Yami Bakura growls* Now...chapter 5...I have an idea of what may happen, but haven't actually started writing it yet. This chapter may take a little longer before I get it posted. ~Yami
Yami: Do it.
Chaos: No. I won't.
Yami: C'mon, this'll be the last time, I promise!
Chaos: NO! I said I'm not going to.
Yami: Why not?
Chaos: You have the pen name. Why don't you take responsibility and do it?
Yami: Just say we don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!
Chaos: *smirks* I think you just did.
Yami: D'oh!
A/N: Wow! Thanks for the reviews! *feel ashamed* I can't believe I'm putting Seto though all of this! I know, I know, it was a terrible thing for poor Seto to have Mokuba die and be left all alone...but I figured out why now! My muse has been on vacation, and upon returning, she found that Yami Bakura had taken over! ^_^ And, because she was feeling overwhelmed by all I put her through anyway, I now have a team of anime characters helping her out!
Anyhow, sorry I took a bit longer to get this chapter out. I got sidetracked [like that's anything new...] and wrote another Yu-Gi-Oh! fic [needed a short break ^_^], but now I've finally gotten this chapter ready to go! BTW, if it so interests you, check out my other fic! It's a suicide story [and hooray for those!]. And after all that needless ramble, I now present to you Chapter 4! ~Yami
/.../ - denotes telepathy between Yugi and Yami
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As Seto headed home, he was unaware that Yami was going back to the Kaiba Corp. building. Finally reaching the empty house, he headed inside and collapsed in a chair. "Why?" he asked solemnly, his head hanging. Wasn't the pressure from Mokuba's death and the responsibility of running Kaiba Corporation enough, without having to deal with newfound feelings for Yami? Why had he suddenly found that he was madly in love with the Pharaoh?
Sighing, the troubled teen's thoughts grew dark. "Maybe I should just end it all..." Now that Mokuba was gone, what was stopping him? "What about Yami?" Seto shook his head to clear the thought. "Yami doesn't care about me," he said, not realizing how much he had hurt himself with those words. "Too many things have happened between us. Yami could never feel this way about me..."
A silent tear slid down Seto's cheek as his thoughts turned toward the Game King. Seto had never realized just how much he felt for Yami. It wasn't just the fact that Yami was so beautiful, but so much more. His confident manner and the fact that he never gave up were just so...appealing.
"And his eyes..." Seto whispered. "A hidden power that lies beneath...yet, there is still a gentleness that can be seen in them. A gentleness that you have to look hard to find, but is still there." That gentleness was evident in the way that Yami treated Yugi.
Seto sighed. "He could never love someone like me..."
With those words, Seto stood up, and walked out the front door. Driving back to Kaiba Corp., he parked the car and walked down the street, his decision made.
He had decided that he had no reason left to live.
******
"He's gone home," the secretary said, after Yami had asked to see Seto again. Yami felt a twinge of sadness as he left the building. Walking along, he was ready to return to the Turtle Game Shop, until something caught his eye.
"Seto's car..." Yami said, reading the parking pass of the familiar car. "He must have gone out walking...his employees would know if he was there or not. But where would he have went?" Yami wondered.
At that point, his eyes found the silhouette of a figure similar to Seto's retreating from the parking lot. Taking a fast pace, he followed the figure, soon finding that it was indeed Seto.
Yami could tell immediately that something was wrong. Seto's gait made it apparent that he was extremely depressed, and Yami quickened his pace to catch up. As he moved closer, he could see Seto's figure pause slightly as he passed the Turtle Game Shop, as if he was debating whether to go in or not. He seemed to decide against it, and continued walking.
"Seto!" Yami yelled, now almost directly behind him. Seto stopped and jumped slightly as he heard his name, and turned to see Yami standing behind him. His blue eyes widened as they met Yami's violet ones.
"Yami..." Seto choked out, his awe obviously getting the better of him. He hadn't seen anyone in the game shop, and had decided against going in. After all, if no one really cared, then what difference was it going to make whether he said good-bye to them or not?
"Seto, what are you doing?" Yami asked, standing at Seto's side. Seto turned away; there was no way that he could tell Yami what he was about to do.
Yami, sensing that something was seriously wrong, reached out to Seto's face. Seto flinched as the hand drew nearer, and felt Yami turning his face back towards him. Yami's eyes narrowed as Seto looked away.
"Tell me what's going on," the Pharaoh ordered. Yami was now upset that Seto refused to say anything about what was wrong or what he was doing. Still receiving no answer, he sighed. Taking Seto by the arm, he pulled him into the game shop. Seto, in too much shock to react, let himself be taken in.
"Sit," Yami said, pointing to a couch. Seto sat, and waited. Yami sighed again as he sat down beside him.
"Please, talk to me Seto," Yami said, his voice almost taking a pleading tone. He saw Seto start to say something, and then stop himself. Yami waited to see if he would speak, and finding that he wasn't, said, "At least tell me why you won't say anything!"
"What does it matter, Yami? No one cares anyway..." Seto's voice quivered as he finished the statement.
Yami was in a state of shock, which was rapidly turning into anger. How could he think that no one cared? How could Seto believe that he didn't care?
"Is that what you think, Seto?" Yami's voice was quiet with hurt rage.
Seto looked away, confirming that he thought exactly that.
Finally, Yami spoke again. "You're wrong," he said, looking directly into Seto's eyes. "I care. You don't seem to realize how much I care. Seto, I..." Yami held back the last statement. He wasn't sure what Seto's reaction would be to it.
Yami watched as Seto shuddered slightly. All of a sudden, tears were running down the teen's face, as he collapsed into Yami, sobbing. Yami, now unsure of what to do, wrapped his arms around Seto and gently rocked him, waiting for when he was ready to speak.
"Yami, I...I was going to kill myself," Seto whispered through his sobs. Yami stiffened; he wasn't expecting something that dramatic.
"Seto...why didn't you tell me?" Yami asked, still rocking the crying teen back and forth. He was in a state of shock; he never could have imagined that someone like Seto would actually try to kill himself. Seto had always seemed to be in control of himself, but Yami had wanted to make sure by trying to help him through. Yami heard his sobs, and listened for an answer.
Seto finally managed to respond, "I didn't think that you would care."
This hurt Yami; he couldn't believe that Seto thought he didn't care. "Do you think I was joking when I told you that I am here if you need me? I meant what I said, Seto. I wanted you to know that I was here for you. Where did you get the idea that I don't care?"
Seto shook his head, unable to say anything more. He allowed Yami to hold him, and found himself relaxing slightly in the embrace. Unknowingly, he leaned into Yami, letting his thoughts drift back to what Yami had just said.
In a way, he was surprised to find that the Pharaoh actually did care. Part of him felt better knowing this, but it also brought up an important question: Did Yami feel for him what he felt for Yami?
Yami felt strange, holding Seto like this. But at the same time, he rather liked it. He held the teen closer, trying so hard to transmit his feelings through his actions. "This is my chance to tell him..." Yami thought. He was a little nervous, however. What if Seto didn't return the feelings? Where would that leave him?
Seto watched Yami for a moment. The Game King seemed to be struggling with himself, as if he were deciding whether to take a certain action or not. Seto couldn't help but wonder exactly what type of decision Yami was trying to make, but he could never have guessed what was going through Yami's mind.
"Well, I guess it's now or never..." Yami thought. "Seto?" he said suddenly, trying to get his attention. Seto turned to look at him. "I have something that I need to tell you."
Seto looked confused. "Wh...what?" he asked, wondering what Yami could possibly have to say to him now. He focused on the violet eyes in front of him. "I have to know..." Seto thought to himself, his love for Yami almost overpowering him. It took all of his will power to stop himself from bringing Yami's mouth down to meet his.
Yami looked into deeply confused blue eyes. "Seto, I..." the Game King began, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment. Opening them, seeing Seto once more, need overtook him. He put an arm around Seto and pulled him close, pressing his lips hard against the other's.
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Seto realized his feelings for Yami! And now Yami's doing something about it ^_~ Wonderful place to end the chapter, ne? Hmm...I should just throw everyone for a loop and have one of them die...with my current angst obsession and Yami Bakura having an amount of control on my musings, I actually may do just that...no, NO! They are not going to die! *Yami Bakura growls* Now...chapter 5...I have an idea of what may happen, but haven't actually started writing it yet. This chapter may take a little longer before I get it posted. ~Yami