Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh, haven't you people stopped reading this yet!?

AnimeFan: Oh, boy...this is getting complicated, yep. Hey though, at least I have you reviewers out there telling me to keep it up. ^-^ Ok, here's the chapter with Kale's reappearance in it. Hee hee. Um...anyway, For those who want to know...Jono and Setoek are friends but I thought it'd be cuter if Ouiji there was getting jealous without knowing it.

Chibi Seto: Oh!! Just get to the frickin fic already! We all know you don't know what to say at the moment!!

AnimeFan: SETO KAIBA!! You've been hanging around Bakura to much, even though I told you not to.

Chibi Seto: What are you talking about? (fakes innocent look)

AnimeFan: Wait a second, Chibi Bakura! Get out of that Seto costume, where's the real Chibi Seto!!

Chibi Seto (Bakura): Damn, how'd you figure it out!? Chibi Seto and Chibi Yami are over on the swings eating strawberries. =P

AnimeFan: Ok, end of the strawberry subject...now! -__-'

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Chapter 5 - What to Do?



Setoek lay in his bed...in his chamber...which was locked by the way...thinking about the past two days. His master had remained silent the whole way back to the palace after his encounter with the rebels, not talking to or even looking at the brunette. Then when they finally got back inside the huge marble structure Ouiji had grabbed him roughly by the arm, threw him into his chambers, and stationed at least eight guards outside his room with strict orders not to let him out. Sniffing lightly, the mage placed a hand painfully over his growling stomach. He hadn't gotten anything to eat and this was the third day since his isolation in his room. You'd of thought that the prince would of at least given him some food.

Why was Ouiji so upset with him? Being a rebel was a good thing...right? He was fighting for both humans and Mons, wasn't that a good thing? And he had saved Ouiji from an almost certain death, hell, he would of gladly fallen to the Flameswordman's blade for his prince. So why was his master so angry and mean to him?

Setoek, there's no other way. Besides, before we could understand your concern for the prince, but now!? He hurt you didn't he? What makes you think that that slap was it, he'll no doubt continue until he becomes an abusive master like all the others out there.

Had Jono been right? Had Setoek made the wrong choice by sticking up for Ouiji, but he never would of been able to forgive himself for letting his secret love die. Setoek jumped in fright as the door to his chambers suddenly slammed open and closed. Looking weakly towards the noise, Setoek didn't know if he should of smiled or cowered at the sight of Prince Ouiji standing there with his arms crossed, glaring at the mage. He did neither, just curled up where he lay and tried to think of everything except food or Ouiji. A strong hand grabbed hold of the collar of his shirt and Setoek was roughly jerked off of his bed and onto the floor, his head slamming hard on the marble surface.

Whimpering and rubbing the spot where his head had collided with the ground, Setoek pulled himself up to a sitting position and kept his eyes to the ground. Ouiji wasn't to happy with this act of submission and bruisingly grabbed hold of the mage's chin, turning his face to force the brunette to look him directly in the eyes. Setoek cowered then, tears running loose down his face as he wondered what the prince was going to do to him. Maybe Ouiji was going to kiss him and everything would be all right, yeah right and Ra would appear before them both and announce that they were to join the gods.

You should consider yourself lucky, slave. Most spies would be beheaded but because of that damn oath I was forced to take, I have yet to think of a good enough reason as to why your head should roll. Setoek tried to pull back, his vision blurred with tears and his chin throbbing with pain from the prince's crushing grip. Ouiji thought he was a spy!? No...he wasn't, he had refused to do such a thing! O-Ouiji...please. I'm not a spy...I...refused to be one...just ask any of the rebels...ow! The mage winced as Ouiji jerked his head while letting go of the brunette's chin, only to slap him across the head hard. Staring down at the weeping mage, Ouiji could almost of believed him but he wasn't that naive, Ch...It's master to you, you worthless piece of shit! Don't give me that I'm not a spy crap, what else would my mage be doing among rebels if he wasn't spying on me!?

The physical pain Setoek was going through had been nothing to the pain inside of him as his beloved prince accused him of spying and referred to him as worthless. Never in his life had anything caused him this much pain, not even the pain of his first time experiencing loss of virginity. Ouiji scowled and spit on him before turning and leaving the room without so much as another word. Letting out another sob, the brunette painfully pulled himself back on to his bed and hugged himself, crying miserably. Why...he thought that by joining the rebels he'd be doing a good thing...so why was everything going so downhill?

Jono will know what I should do...I'll go ask him. Getting painfully out of his bed, Setoek stumbled over to the window and glanced out and around outside. When he was sure no one was looking, he crawled out the window and steadied himself on the sill. Reaching into his pocket, Setoek drew a duel card and threw it into the air, Come to me, Kenori of the blue eyes. With a flashing light, a Blue Eyes White Dragon appeared with a roar. The brunette covered his ears and nervously glanced around, hoping no one had seen the light or heard his dragon. Luckily, the occupants of the palace just figured that the roar had come from one of the dragons in the stalls and the light was from two of them that must of started quarreling. Sighing with relief, Setoek gestured to the hovering dragon to remain silent. Glancing back one more time he crawled onto the neck of the beast and took hold of the armor as Kenori gave a flap of her wings and soared off, away from the palace.

Kenori, just take me down to the square in the middle of the city. I'll be fine from there my friend. The dragon gave a nod and swooped down, hovering over the square to make sure the coast was clear before dropping Setoek off onto the ground. With one last roar, Kenori took off back to his mountain cavern in the Shadow Realm. Setoek stood there and watched his childhood friend fly away, silently missing all the times he and the white dragon had gone of together soaring through the sky. Wincing a little, he weakly started off down the streets towards Jono's shop and home.

All right, street rat. There's no where for you to run now, the games over. Setoek stopped and peered around the corner curiously. Two guards had a white-haired boy down on his knees with his arms behind his back while three other guards stood in front of him with spears pointed and ready. The white-haired thief struggled in his bonds and snarled at the sentry, Do what you want with me, but you'll find this isn't over yet! The brunette watched with growing interest as the albino struggled even more and spat at the guards before he was smacked hard against the head and knocked out. Then one of the guards turned to the two holding the thief prisoner and waved a hand, We'll take him to the dungeon later, first let's have a little fun with this one. He's quite the slut anyway.

The mage's eyes widened as he realized what the guards were going to do to that poor boy. The albino may be a thief but that was no call for them to molest him! Biting back the pain and weakness from hunger, Setoek turned around the corner staying in the shadows, Unhand the thief this instant. The guards swirled around and pointed their spears in his direction, What the hell!! Concentrating, Setoek began chanting an old offense spell his grandfather had taught him, the coarse language rolling off his tongue like a nymph's song. The guards nervously backed away as a bright blue light shrouded the mage and began to condense into a swirling vortex of blue fire. Holy Ra, retreat damnit, retreat!! The guards turned and ran as the vortex came at them, hitting their heels and sending them howling in pain back home.

Ceasing the spell, Setoek leaned against the wall panting in exhaustion. When he was able to stand again without support, the brunette looked down at his prize for that victory. The white-haired thief looked pretty deep in the unconscious state and the mage didn't feel right with leaving him there in the streets for another sick minded human to come along. Walking over, Setoek used more of his precious strength to lift the thief into his arms. With a strained grunt, he continued down the road thanking Seth for Jono's house not being very far off.

Jono opened the door, muttering about beggars bothering folks at one o'clock in the morning and froze as he saw a very tired and hunger driven Setoek standing on the other side of his door with a battered, unconscious, and very familiar white-haired thief in his arms. Setoek unceremoniously shoved the albino into Jono's arms and stumbled inside before collapsing completely wasted on Jono's couch. Sorry...to bother you...oh...you've got anything to...eat? Jono carried the boy in his arms up to his room and laid the angelic thief onto his bed before going back downstairs to his kitchen, I've got some bread and fruit left over from dinner.

Setoek accepted the food and devoured it down in a couple of bites. Jono watched his chocolate haired friend and frowned, noticing how famished and pained he was. Ya ok there, Setoek? The mage sucked the juices from his fingers and laid back into the cushioning of the couch, Yeah, I'm fine. The blonde sighed and leaned back into the couch as well, crossing his arms, Ouiji's been tough on ya, right? I can tell. Setoek swallowed, trying not to break down, but failed miserably and burst into fresh tears, Oh Jono!! Ouiji...thinks that I've been...spying on him!!! He locked me in my room...and he's been so cold to me...It hurts so much!! Jono sighed and squeezed the mage's shoulder comfortingly, Ya know what, Setoek. When I joined the rebels a long time ago, I never thought I'd end up makin a friend trapped in a situation like this! Ya best not return to the palace, there's nothing for ya there...at least, not anymore.

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AnimeFan: **sniff** More mean Ouiji stuff, but I swear this is the last chapter where Setoek gets slapped around by Ouiji, I swear!!!

Chibi Bakura: Hey!! How come when I finally get a part in this damn fic, I'm unconscious!!!!!

AnimeFan: Oh shut up Baku, just shut up. Isn't it neat how Jono is like the voice of reason and the compassionate friend in this story!? Everyone goes to him when they have a problem and he always tries to help them the best he can. ^-^ I kinda like this personality I've given him.

Chibi Bakura: And I would not get caught by guards!!! I'm a professional thief.....

AnimeFan: Just ignore him over there, he's peeved and sexually frustrated for a chibi. Next chapter soon as always, I like the plan I have for the next chapter. It's sort of a little similar to The Prince of Egypt in a way. Read and try to guess why when I post the chapter!! If you're right, you're right...if you're wrong, well not everyone gets it right. ^-^