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Chapter 2

Seto ended up not going to sleep at all, being too busy pondering the day's events, more so the finding of Bakura, than Mokuba's lying. He tried to forget about it, remembering that he had made himself a promise and had a lot of work to finish. It was almost to much like the twilight zone. As soon as Bakura came back, he turned back into a cold man and started adopting his old habits of insomnia.

It was about 7:00 am when he heard footsteps down the hall. He got up from his chair and opened the office door to see Bakura lost, trying to find the bathroom. He was tied up. He didn't want to reveal himself to Bakura, obviously not realizing that there weren't a lot of people in Domino who had mansions of this type of grandeur.

"Need help?" He was leaning against the door post, smirking at Bakura.

Bakura gave him an unreadable look, a mix of confusion, anger and pain. "I need the bathroom," he asked in a hoarse voice, his voice carrying an Egyptian accent.

"Go down the hall, turn left, go up the spiral staircase, follow the carpet, turn to your right and go inside the third room down the hall, then turn left and you'll see the bathroom."

Bakura stared at him for 5 seconds then rephrased his request, "I just need to pee."

"Down the hall, to your right." Seto answered then returned to his office, his heart beating too quickly for his comfort.

He organized all his papers, then decided to take a shower. He then realized that he never had put on his shirt. Meaning that he'd been walking around Bakura shirtless. He didn't have a mirror, but he knew he was blushing. After a long shower, he put on his suit, black pants and coast with a white shirt. He combed his hair to perfection. The semi-casual, semi- formal look. Then he realized that he was making a big deal of his appearance. Seto wasn't pleased. What was happening to him?!

He went upstairs to wake Mokuba up. The alarm clock was so loud that you could hear it in every room of the mansion and yet it couldn't wake up the inhabitant of the room it was placed in. Mokuba said something along the lines of, "Mumble mumble go away mumble mumble me sleep mumble." After Mokuba finally dressed up, Seto couldn't help thinking about where Bakura was. It turned out he had ended up in the kitchen and couldn't find the guest room.

"How the hell did I end up inside your house?" About time he asked.

"You were on my garden at 9:00pm. Why don't you tell me how you ended up outside my house?"

Bakura's face darkened and he looked away.

"You can have some breakfast with us. I'm only letting you stay in my house until you recover. Don't wear out your welcome." He had managed to keep his cool in the presence of Bakura.

"It's not like I wanted to come here, Kaiba. Don't worry, I don't want to be here as much as you don't want me to be here."

Seto had to admit that that comment stung a bit.

"I have to get to work. I'm not leaving you alone in my house, so get ready. You're coming to work with me."

"Where are all your butlers?" Bakura asked with a smirk.

"I fired all of them," Seto replied with a smirk of his own, "Come on Mokuba," he ordered without letting his eyes break contact with Bakura's, "you're gonna be late for school."

Bakura was lent some of Kaiba's clothes. Seto didn't want him looking bad in his presence so Bakura had to don one of Seto's penguin suits. A semi- tan tall man with black hair standing next to a pale, semi-tall white haired man, looking as if they were trying to pull of a twin look.

There was an uncomfortable silence in the limo as Seto drove, providing an insight into what the rest of the day would be like. Seto dropped Mokuba off, and as he glanced quickly at the rearview mirror, he saw Bakura sulking. It wasn't any of his business, and he'd promised himself he wouldn't bother with Bakura, but Seto had to find out how Bakura got there.

When he got to work, thankfully, his parking slot was empty and inside, the elevator was working. When he got upstairs, however, he noticed all the employees were trying to avoid him.

"Scaring your workers, Kaiba?"

"Why don't you get back to me on that when you have your own business? Until then shut up and sit down while your inside my building." Seto glared at him, as if expecting Bakura to apologize for making him jittery.

"I don't care if you're letting me stay in your house, Kaiba. But if you talk to me that way one more time, I'll break your pretty little face!"

Kaiba was just about to retaliate when the door opened and his secretary quickly left some papers on his desk and left. Seto's phone rang and he promptly started discussing certain business transactions and different papers. Bakura sat down on the comfy sofa at the corner of the large room in a huff. The office was extremely large with 2 brown sofas at one corner and a wood bookshelf in the other. His desk was elegantly carved of mahogany wood with a matching chair. His computer and personal laptop were set up on the expansive table with his paperwork neatly organized into a multi-drawer shelving cabinet.

Bakura grabbed a magazine from the rack and started looking at the pictures. There was an article about ancient Egyptian artifacts found in the tombs of the pharaohs and every so often, Bakura would triumphantly claim, "Hah, I stole that once! Pharaoh's guards couldn't keep me away from that!" And Kaiba would respond with a monotonous, "I bet."

What Bakura didn't know was that every time he started reading, Kaiba would just stare at him then quickly glancing down at his papers when Bakura looked up.

At 3:00 pm, Seto and Bakura left to pick up Mokuba, but Set couldn't find a parking space, so Bakura had to go get Mokuba. When Bakura got inside, he went to the receptionists desk to ask about Mokuba. Her first question was whether or not he was family.

"Uhh yeah, I'm his father." He said, blatantly lying.

She looked up at him, a little confused, "But it says his father is Kaiba, Seto?"

"Umm, well we're umm both his fathers, if you know what I mean," he slyly replied, winking at her. She blushed and told him that Mokuba would be in room 129. When he got there, Mokuba asked how Bakura was able to get in, and Bakura told him the story and they both agreed that they wouldn't tell Seto since he would blow.

"Hey Kaiba, how come when I went up to the receptionist, she said that you were his father?"

"When I enrolled Mokuba, I was too young to enroll him as a brother so the only way they would accept it was if I was his father because then it didn't matter what my age was since I would be his legal guardian."

"Smart," he commented.

Kaiba looked at Bakura, but he had his eyes closed, probably daydreaming. Seto couldn't take his eyes off. Even in the act of semi-sleeping, he still had a devilish smile on his face, that made Seto's heart beat faster and faster. The rising and falling of Bakura's chest made his breath quicken and he was-

"SETO! LOOK OUT!"

He quickly turned his attention back to the road after that almost crash. Bakura was becoming such a distraction. But what could he do? Apparently, trying to block him out wasn't working.

Seto Kaiba could deal with any business problem that came his way but it seems love was too complicated for even this genius.