O.O I actually got reviews for the last chapter. I didn't really expect any...It was rather boring... Oh well, I'm not complaining!

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a song for jeffrey: Thank you for the review! And I've come up with a theory: All biology teachers are evil and they only become biology teachers so that they can kill little defenseless animals, like piggies. They're only in it for the blood. Yup, evil biology teachers...

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andromeda90: (sniff) that is (sniff) the nicest thing ever...(glomps) Thank you so so so much for the caring, nice, long review. It made me feels sooo much better than what I was feeling. Thank you so much. 12 A.M.?! You should get to bed! You'll end up with a brain tumor! Is that even possible...

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Dark-Angel302: (glomps) thank you for the review! The Tristan and Duke thing just kinda came out on its own. It was like "ragdoll, oh ragdoll, please put us in there. Please? You know that treana would like it and you know that you would like it. Why ignore us..." It was really quite annoying. Oh well, it does make things better, so I'm not complaining...Thank for the review again!

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The Chaotic Ones: I'm still sorry about the movie... It's just such an amazing movie... Oh well, I shall recover! Wow, you lie it 'lots and lots'? That's a lot...(glomps) Thank you so much!

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LadyBloodShedRed: OMG, I love the Blue's Clues with Steve, but I hate Joe. I hate him bad...he's an idiot...and he can't sing. My fav Blue's Clues episode is the one where Blue is telling Steve what she wants to do when Magenta comes over and Steve is a clue. It was so cute! He was so flattered that he was a clue and drew himself. I absolutley loved it. Thank you for reviewing, by the way. It makes me uber happy.

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treana:I'm soo glad you liked the HondaxOtogi-It was all for you! I'm surprised that so many people haven't heard the Crow thing before...maybe I'm just wierd... Oh well, thank you soo much for reviewing! And for the compliments! And for being the most rocking person...EVER!

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So, I think this is where things begin to happen. I kind of had trouble with this chapter. It's probably because of that hell-hole known as school (still plotting the most inconspicuous way to get rid of it...)So yeah... to be truthful, I'm not so sure where I'm going with this... It's changed so much since what I first had in mind...But I do have a general idea, so okay. (Strikes a Shuichi pose) I can do this! Yeah, Cain will now do the disclaimer.

Cain: (sigh) You only ever talk to me when you need something these days...ragdoll does not own Yu-Gi-Oh or any other Movie/book/song that may be mentioned or gave her inspiration. It's not hers...

I suppose you want warnings too?

(nod)

Cain: fine...Uhh, shonen-ai (the kissing of the boys), some not so nice words, probably some drama-rama, and Ryou sneezing...again...

Good Cain...

Cain:(sulk)

Oh yeah, does anyone have a problem with me using the dub names? I know and could write the Japanese names if that's what you prefer, but I had just used the dub names since they were shorter... Anyways, if anyone has a major preference, let me know, please!

Chapter 5 "Bless You"

Seto's POV

I stood patiently next to Ryou's locker, waiting for him to finish any type of conversation he might have been having with...what's his name...the one with the hair...Oh yeah, Tristan. 'Wow, I'm getting good at this' I praised myself proudly. Next thing you know, I might just end up being civil to Yugi-tachi... humph, yeah right...

I leaned all my weight to my other foot while still occasionally eying Ryou and the Tristan-kid. They seemed to be talking about the Tristan-thing because Ryou would occasionally nod his head as if in encouragement and touch his arm softly. Just as I thought I that I hated no other person more than that Ryou-stealing-person-thing, none other than Duke Devlin came strolling up besides me. I guess I was wrong about hating that kid the most, especially after the little incident that happened this morning. I glared heatedly at him while keeping most of my attention on Ryou. In return, he cast me one of his carefree looks before focusing his attention back to the duo ahead of us.

"What are you doing here?" he asked in a 'not like I really want an answer' tone.

"Waiting for Ryou, we have a project to work on. What are you doing here?" I asked in an equal voice.

"Waiting for Tristan. Said he had something to tell me," he replied while flicking his hair behind his shoulder. I nodded half interested before a thought struck me. Maybe I could get back at him for this morning...

Just as I was about to open my mouth and say something embarrassing, Ryou hugged the other kid in what I assume was nothing more than an encouraging good-bye hug. After saying their little farewells, Ryou came over to where Devlin and I were standing. He looked up at Devlin and gave him a small smile before turning back around giving a larger smile to Tristan-kid. He gave a deep blush before I got bored with the whole scene and turned around to wait for Ryou to get his stuff together.

After cramming all his books into his bag haphazardly, Ryou turned to me, holding up his bag to show he was ready to go. I nodded slightly and softly closed his locker for him while he struggled to walk and buckle the latch on his bag at the same time. I smiled inwardly before taking the bag from him and buckling it for him. He brought his hands together awkwardly, obviously not sure of what to do with his hands without the weight of the bag there. I smiled down at him, placing my hand at the small of his back, leading him to the double doors.

We approached the limo and, like always, I opened the door for him to get in. And like always, he tripped on his own feet before clumsily getting in. I slid in next to him and grinned mostly to myself. It was the same everyday, and I liked that. It was so unlike work where I could never rely on another person not to lose something or not to send the wrong papers. With Ryou, everything stayed just how I liked it. He would trip and rely on me to catch him. It made me feel important to someone, which was a far better feeling than what that hell-hole known as work had ever made me feel.

We sat in silence for the beginning of the car ride before I noticed him looking down at his feet and chewing on his tongue. I wonder what could possibly have him that deep in thought... Maybe it had something to do with the Tristan-monkey. I leaned down to get at an even level with his face before deciding to talk.

"What was wrong with the Tristan-kid?" I asked in a small voice, as to not startle him. He only jumped slightly when he noticed how I had somehow gotten closer to him. He blushed a pretty shade of crimson before replying in his small voice.

"He just had some feelings to work out. And since when do you remember names?"

I looked down at him, taken back by his question. "Well, that is his name, isn't it?"

"Well, yeah, but I never expected you to actually know his name. But then again, I never thought you knew mine that day," he said smiling at he memory.He seemed to be lost in his thoughts before realizing his surroundings. He blushed lightly before attempting to recover from his previous dazed expression. "Well, you better watch out, or people might start to think that you actually do care underneath all that hostility."

I blinked down at him dazed. He was right, I do care...well to a certain extent. I raised my hand to take my forefinger and poke the end of his cold nose. "Yeah, well you better not tell anyone. Imagine if the mutt got hold of something like that?" I responded playfully, never taking my finger from his nose. He giggled lightly before moving back and pretend to bite at my finger. He sniffled lightly and looked around, obviously in search of a tissue. After not seeing any, he sighed in defeat before leaning back in his seat. I leaned back too, waiting for our arrival.

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The limo came to a halt, obviously signaling our arrival. I wonder why the chauffeur doesn't use the little intercom thing to tell us when we arrive. I'm sure it works. Maybe it just gets annoying after a while; "We have arrived, Mr.Kaiba." "Where to next, Mr. Kaiba?" "Would you like fries with that, Mr.Kaiba?" Yeah, that's annoying just thinking about it...

Seto stood outside the opened car door, both suitcase and my bag in hand. He waited while I clumsily made my way out and (as usual) tripped over the edge of the seat. Seto, of course, caught me in midair and helped me up. No matter what I do, I can never seem to make it out of that monstrosity without falling... We slowly made our way up the front steps to the front door. I waited behind Seto, still not really sure of myself when it came to going into his house. It was always so intimidating. He turned the handle and opened the door graciously, waiting for me to come in. I walked in slowly, waiting for him to close the door and once again resume the lead. He gave me a half grin before placing his hand on the small of my back to lead me to the room we would be in today. That small action always gave me butterflies in my stomach and I don't know why. It was always just so reassuring.

We walked on, passing a few different rooms and making many different turns. We never seemed to go to the same room. Every time I came over, we always went somewhere new, much to my disappointment. It had been a long time since I had seen my "Big Comfy Couch" chair. I really liked that chair too...

We stopped in front of a door that looked like it would have come out of an old American house from the Victorian age. He opened the door slowly and ushered me inside. I blinked as my eyes got accustomed to bright lights that contrastedthe dim lighting of the halls. I looked around to see a library with shelf upon shelf full of old fashioned books, all looking like they would take a very patient, smart person to read. Well, duh, I am in Seto's house after all. I looked around, taking in all the small details of the room before a shrill noise interrupted my thought process.

I jumped slightly at the noise and spun around to see a aggravated looking Seto glaring down at the cell phone in his hand. This could not be good. He softly pointed to a seat next to a desk with a computer on top before pushing a button on the still screaming contraption. I sniffed once again, still not quite rid of the cold that was making my life miserable. I looked around the desk for a tissue before before hearing Seto's harsh voice from across the room.

"This had better be good," I flinched at the tone he used to the poor, unfortunate person on the other end of the line. I looked back down at my feet and tried not to listen to the conversation.

"YOU DID WHAT?!" Okay, so I couldn't exactly help from hearing the conversation...

"Can't this just wait until tomorrow?" he questioned irritably. After obviously getting an answer, he sighed and said "Fine, I'll get it to you in a few minutes." He set the phone down roughly on the computer desk he somehow made his way to while my head was down. I looked up at him, prepared to offer to leave if there was a problem before he beat me to be the first to speak.

"They somehow managed to lose a document that I just gave to them, so now they need me to send it over. It will only take a moment, but you're free to leave if you wish," he finished looking more than just a little irked (is that a word?) at the fact he had to do something because of someone else's mistake.

I shook my head and responded, "I don't mind waiting, that is if you don't mind me being here."

"Of course not," he responded, sitting down at the computer, turning it on. I leaned back in my chair, still sniffing because of my runny nose. He began to type at a speed I didn't even think was possible. To my disappointment, I once again realized that there were no tissues in the whole room. Admitting defeat, I leaned back once again and gazed at Seto. He had seemed to change so much since I first met him. And I think that he may have made me change for the better too. I'm no longer the sad, little kid in the corner that dreaded the end of the day because that meant going home to an empty house with only the spirit of a tomb robber to keep me company. Not like he ever even acknowledges me anymore anyways... Now, I looked forward to the end of the day because that meant time with Seto. He's became the reason I get out of bed these days. I guess he really did save me. I wish I could do the same for him...

I was lost deep in my thought when I heard a loud crash in what sounded like the next room over. I jumped slightly before I heard a faint "Oops...umm, sorry big brother!" Odd, I didn't even realize that Mokuba was home... I looked over at Seto to see what his reaction would be. His face barely gave signs of a frown, but whether it was from Mokuba breaking something or the work he was forced to retype, I really wasn't sure. He continued to type, completely absorbed in his work. I sniffed once again, setting my attention on the many books around me. Suddenly, I got this odd sensation at the back of my throat. I itched at my nose in hopes of making it go away. It got stronger and stronger until a soft "Achoo" echoed in the large room.

Seto stopped what he was doing and pulled out a box of tissues from one of the side drawers of the desk. Those would have come in handy a while ago... He smiled at me softly before offering me a tissue. "Bless you. Are you okay? You aren't getting sick are you?" I numbly took the tissue that was offered to me while Seto felt my forehead with his hand. I tried to grasp what was just said to me... He just said 'Bless you', didn't he? Please tell me he didn't just say that...

"Ryou... Ryou are you okay? Maybe you should lie down..." I looked up at Seto, absentmindedly nodding my head. I looked down at the tissue in my hand, then over to the half-way finished document on the computer, then back up at Seto. This...this just isn't right. It can't be right...

"I...should maybe...go home..." I said quietly, turning around so Seto's hand was no longer on my back. I really didn't trust my stomach enough to risk any bouts of 'butterflies'. He looked down at me confused.

"Are you sure. Do you need to go to a doctor?"

"Y-yes, I'm sure...besides, you have work to do and I don't want to get you sick and...and...I got to go," I ended abruptly, making my way out the door. This can't be happening. This isn't right. I can't... no I don't... this isn't fair... I made my way through the house, getting lost frequently, before finally arriving at the front door. Great, Seto- no, Kaiba had drove him over. I'll just have to walk then... I stepped outside with a cold rush of wind meeting my face. Just as I made my way down the steps. I heard the door open behind me. I turned around to see a confused Mokuba looking down at me.

"Where are you going? Seto's looking all over the house for you, y'know? Why are you leaving?"

"I...I just have to go home. I'm sick and I don't want to get you sick," I replied with my half-decent lie.

"Oh, well, do you want a ride? I'm sure Seto will give you one-"

"NO! I mean, I'd rather walk. It will...make me feel better..."

"Oh, okay. Do you at least want a coat? It is rather cold," Why does he have to be so helpful...Suddenly, a cold gust of wind swept behind me causing my arms to involuntarily wrap themselves around my body.

"S-sure..." I guess it wouldn't hurt to have a jacket in this weather...

Mokuba ran inside the doors quickly. Just as soon as quickly as he had run in, he reappeared with a blue coat in hand and handed it to me softly.

"I hope you get better so you can come over again soon!" He said happily after had retreated back up the steps.

"Yeah...me too..." With that, I walked towards the gates, pulling the over-sized trench coat onto my small body. The long back of it dragged slightly on the ground as the arms slid far past my hands. On the collar was the letters 'S K'

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Ookay then. School is majorly in my way, but I shall not let that stop me! Boring chapter, but hey, it had to be done. It's the only way to get to what is needed. I know that Ryou seems to overreact, but that will be explained in next chapter. So don't think he's psycho-crazy-drama-queen. Or maybe he is...O.O... Anyways, puh-lease review! It makes us happy!

Cain: what do you mean 'us'?

You know it makes you happy too...

Cain: Whatever. Please review so she'll have something to think about during biology. That class is soooo boring...

Yeah! REVIEW!