The air ship was almost ready to leave when the eighth duelist arrived. The mysterious woman wore a cloth over his face, covering everything except shining blue eyes. She spoke in a quiet voice as the guards checked her puzzle cards, then permitted her to enter the air ship. As she silently made her way up the steps, Seto Kaiba was notified she had arrived.

Almost immediately after she had boarded the ship, it began to lift off. Yugi-tachi was gathered in a large hallway with many doors leading to different rooms. Jounouchi commented on how nervous he was.

Yugi glanced around, looking concerned about something. "Eh…I don't think they expected us to bring extra people…where will they stay?" He was apparently referring to Shizuka, Otougi, Anzu, and Honda.

They all looked confused on this situation, debating on it for a few seconds before they declared that they would stay in Jounouchi's room. They all walked into the room Jounouchi had been designated, who began to protest.

Shizuka walked to the window, looking about outside in wonder. Otougi grinned, seizing the opportunity as Honda and Jounouchi argued over the food in the refrigerator. Walking to Shizuka's side, he leaned over her shoulder, pretending to be fascinated by the scenery.

"Beautiful, ne?" He smiled as her eyes brightened, nodding.

"Hai, the city is lovely at night!" It was perfectly placed for Otougi's next line (something to the sound of "when I spoke of beauty I was referring to you,") but Honda evidently could tell what was coming. He grit his teeth, butting in, trying to distract Shizuka from Otougi the great lady charmer.

* * *

Meanwhile, Yami and Yugi resided in their own private room, assembling their deck and discussing different things. They came upon the topic of Bakura.

"He doesn't seem himself," Yugi explained to his Yami his worries about their comrade.

"I suppose we'll see in the following duels…" Yami looked thoughtful as he pondered the power of Bakura's Millennium Ring.

* * *

Isis sat alone in her room, staring thoughtfully out the window. Her food had been served to her long ago, but she couldn't muster herself to eat much. There were too many things on her mind. Her Millennium Necklace had allowed her to see into the future, and she could see what the evil spirit of the Rod had done to her brother, Malik. He sat only a room away with his servant, Rashid, but she could not confront him now. She had to defeat all opponents and make her way to the top to destroy the dark shadow consuming her brother.

* * *

*Bakura's POV*

It seemed so quiet in that dark room where my very thoughts echoed off of the walls. Everyone else had retreated to their rooms and were probably happily eating their dinners without a care in the world. I was another story.

The conflicting thoughts in my head caused me to nearly rip apart the steak on my fork with one bite. Practically devouring the food in my agitation, I pushed the plate away, pulling the necklace out of my pocket. Opening it up, I stared at the picture of Mokuba Kaiba….

I knew that Seto Kaiba and his little brother were easily accessible at the moment, but I couldn't determine whether to return the necklace or not. What if he didn't remember a thing and I looked like an idiot?…Was it true-was I starting to care what someone thought about me?

Maybe I'm sick.

Growling and thrusting it back in my pocket, I jumped up, ready to confront the world if I had to. I couldn't care less what that jackass Kaiba thought anyway-he probably already thought I was insane. I'd just give him his damn necklace and get out of there before he gave me some lecture or something.

I put my hand on the doorknob, ready to fling it open and run down the hallway when a thought stopped me. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't seem to forget that…encounter at the hospital. Would he remember? Most likely, judging my luck. He'd probably say something about it, too…damn it, I'll throw the damn necklace at him if I have to!

I was still irritated by what hadn't even happened yet, so I just grit my teeth and pulled the door wide open in a rage. To hell with him! He could think whatever he wanted. Whatever he said would mean nothing to me. Jumping over onto the stairs, I rushed down them to the first floor. Evidently I had myself convinced enough that I was already at the door to his office. That's probably where he'd be.

* * *

Nothing ever stops all these thoughts and the pain attached to them

Sometimes I wonder why this is happening

It's like nothing I can do would distract me when

I think of how I shot myself in the back again

'Cause from the infinite words I can say I

Put all pain you gave to me on display

But didn't realize instead of setting it free I

Took what I hated and made it a part of me

* * *

For some reason my heart was beating practically out of my chest. I felt like my giddy little hikari again...sighing, I knocked on the door. Why should I be nervous?

After a moment I heard a faint "come in," from the other side of the door. Pulling on the doorknob, I poked my head, looking in before entering. Kaiba sat at a large computer, busily typing away. Jesus, was he always at that machine?

I guess he was too absorbed in his work, because he didn't look up. Creeping closer into the dark room, my only light the artificial glare from the screen, I was soon at his side.

"Kaiba," I muttered in a low voice as I stood only a few feet away from his chair. I noticed him jump, eyes widened, but only for a fraction of a second. He's excellent at keeping his composure. I smirked, thinking of the many ways I could change that.

"Ah, B-bakura…" Turning in his chair, he managed to give me a look at if I was just another businessman, ready to make a deal.

I smiled. Something about his glances to this side and shifting nervousness gave me confidence. What was he so nervous about? Taking a few steps closer, the smirk remained on my lips and I pulled the necklace out of my pocket.

"The other day, you happened to drop this. I thought I'd return it," I handed it to him as he stared, taking it with wide eyes. He fingered the rope, examining it carefully.

"Arigatou…" He looked up at me afterwards. "You replaced the attachment?"

I gave a small nod, looking away. "I found it broken." So what if I replaced it? He'd gone through all of this, just because of me. Because Malik is an idiot who thinks that because we happened to talk something would happen between Seto and me.

His features softened as he looked at the picture on the inside. Placing it around his neck, he again looked up at me. Surprisingly, the softness was still in his eyes.

"I really am grateful for this…" It was as if no one had ever done him a favor before. It was my fault it was broken, after all.

As an uncomfortable silence followed, he glanced back at his computer screen. I could tell he was dreading getting back to work by the look of disgust on his face. I stood there, feeling increasingly stupid, really serving no purpose now that I had done what I had come to do. I waited for him to do something, something I could act on.

Finally, he moved towards his computer again. Tch, he was probably dismissing me now. Frowning a little, I almost made a move to leave. But then I noticed something.

He was sweating. I had noticed the temperature rise after I had lingered in the room, but he was sweating. I smiled to myself, stepping closer. I noticed his eyes on me, although he was pretending to look away.

There was nothing I could regret now. No matter what he was admitting, I could tell that he wanted me. Needless to say, the feelings are mutual at the moment. I didn't need money; Seto Kaiba could repay me in his own way.

Stepping closer, I put my hands firmly on the armrests of his chair. He looked up at me, cerulean eyes searching mine. How I would love to wipe that confident look off of his face; he wasn't so proud of himself now, hm? This was one situation he wouldn't be able to handle.

Smirking, I watched him closely in those few seconds of silence. His only reaction was leaning back in his chair, choking on his words. Heh, for once he didn't know exactly what to say…I guess I'd have to say something…

"I never did get to finish what I started at the hospital that night…"

* * *

*Seto's POV*

As he practically hissed those words out of his sneering lips, I could feel my face reddening. Did he really feel the same about me…? It seemed too good to be true that he wasn't afraid of his own feelings anymore. But he was being so open about everything…

The thoughts whirled around in my head, sending it into a big blur that I couldn't seem to straighten out. All I knew was that they all revolved around Bakura…his pale skin…his hair that I'd wanted to stroke for so long…that cocky smile on his beautiful lips…

His hand reached to my chin, pulling it up to make sure I was on eye contact. Those eyes seemed to captivate me; they looked so mischievous, like a cat ready to devour its prey.

Before I knew it, his lips were locked with mine, forcing my eyes to close. This…it was nothing like I expected…he seemed so fierce, as if he were sucking the breath out of my lungs. When you're not ready for something like that, it makes it ten times as hard to handle.

His fingers spread out, pulling in my chin as his tongue teased my lips. I could feel sharp teeth nipping lightly at my bottom lip, his hand reaching up through my hair.

Finally, when I felt as if my whole body was turning numb, he pulled away from me. His smirk of confidence and devious snicker sent chills down my spine.

*Bakura's POV*

I managed to have self control and pull myself away from that delicious mouth. By the look on Kaiba's face, it seemed he enjoyed that. I couldn't help but snicker to myself; maybe I could try a little experiment. I would practically put Seto Kaiba on his knees.

"Alright, I'll stop bothering you. You have work to do," Managing to hold in a sly grin at the surprised look on his face, I turned away, heading for the door. I made sure to walk slowly, slowly…before my hand even touched the doorknob, I felt him grab my shoulder.

"Wait." Had he managed to compose himself? Heh, what a faker. I could feel his hand trembling. Turning to him, I gave him an innocent blink.

"You're not bothering me…" This was exactly what I was trying to get out of him. I wasn't going to be the only one in this.

I scoffed and moved towards the door again, just to play hard-to-get. It worked. He frowned, looking at me as if I thought he wasn't good enough, grabbing my arms. I must've looked surprised, because that confident air came back to him. He pulled me closer, pressing his lips tightly against mine. As I closed my eyes, I reached out for his arm, clutching it for support.

He only took that as encouragement and pushed closer to me. Damn it, I thought he was going to be submissive? I felt stupid for thinking this when he pulled me away from the door and out of the kiss, pushing me back. I had no idea where or why he was moving us…maybe he was showing mercy by not crushing me into a wall?

I was wrong. He only pushed me against another wall that we came upon, this time with more fierceness as he clenched my wrists. He began kissing down my neck and I was almost prepared to stay here all night, but Seto Kaiba is full of surprises. Evidently he'd pushed us into a door, because his hand was moving towards the doorknob.

He flung the door open, causing me to stumble backwards. He quickly caught me in his arms as he shut the door behind us and locked it. I had no idea where he had taken us, but I didn't really care at the moment. He had me by the wrists again, but who was I to complain?

*Seto's POV*

I could tell he was surprised at my fierceness by the looks he was giving me. He wasn't pushing me away, though, which kind of surprised me. I knew it must be painful against the wall, although at the moment I couldn't wait much longer…I pulled myself together enough to lead him to the door which leads into my bedroom.

Locking the door behind me, I proceeded to push him until I let go so that he landed on my bed. He let out a small yelp, probably not knowing the bed was there. Smiling, I crawled on top of him, kissing his cheek. I began leaving the trail of kisses down his neck , nipping at his ear. At this I got a small moan from him-were his ears sensitive or something? Testing this theory, I licked at his ear, whispering his name.

My hand was still clutching his arm, which got cold with goosebumps at my actions. I couldn't help but smirk as I moved my hand up to his shoulder, slowly pulling off the denim overshirt.

I felt his hand grasp my shirt from the back. Blinking at him, I noticed the lust in his eyes…I had almost expected him to be obedient this whole time, but his pulling at my shirt told me differently. Within moments he had somehow gotten it over my head, throwing it to the ground.

I was trying to focus on getting off his clothes, but it seemed he had his own ideas. Another chill went down my spine as his tongue ran across my bare chest. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my lower chest. Wincing, I looked down to see his Millennium Ring still around his neck. The gold metal was painful to lean against…surprisingly, he didn't mind when I removed it from around his neck and onto the ground.

I had pulled his overshirt off and tossed it away when he grabbed my hip firmly. Pulling me even closer on top of him, I felt his hip grind into mine. I moaned as my head was sent into a spin; I could faintly make out his snickering.

"You did that on purpose…" I mustered up the words as he continued to snicker. He was really asking for it…while he was distracted with his own cocky laughter, I swiftly reached down to unbutton his jeans. I only prayed that Mokuba wouldn't hear this…

* * *

You've become a part of me

You'll always be right here

You've become a part of me

You'll always be my fear

I can't separate

Myself from what I've done

Giving up a part of me

I've let myself become you

Hearing your name the memories come back again

I remember when it started happening

I see you in every thought I had and then

The thoughts slowly found words attached to them

And I knew as they escaped away

I was committing myself to them and everyday

I regret saying those things 'cause now I see that I

Took what I hated and made it a part of me

* * *



(A/N: Yes, I know, that was kinky. ^^; Oh yes, and the Battle City situations...I'm sorry I made them so crappy. It's been a while since I've seen the episodes, so don't expect exact quotes or anything. I'll keep the plot as best I can! Now, stay tuned for the next chapter! What will happen? A: Mokuba will hear everything and be scarred for life, or B: His video games will be too loud! xD Review please!)