This be my second last chapter! Wow, I never expected to take the story so far, it was meant to be a one shot, but then I just 'got into the spirit of things', and here we are.

Wow…

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh, I merely amuse myself and others by putting the characters into different and unusual situations. not, may I add, 'positions' though that too would be amusing…

Dedication: Yamilover69, Nachzes-Black Rider, for your great advise for my friend. I particularly like the parts where we define him as a fuckwit. Or was that just me?.... No, I'm certain others think the same...

Chapter 14 – Amor Vincit Omnia

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Setos pov

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#Flashback#

Students pushed past and aside, avoiding me or ignoring me.

I purposefully strode down the hall, parting couples and nearly throwing people from my path. They didn't matter.

Weren't important.

Another senseless face after another, with no logic and no mind.

Till one face responded with a defiant and angry voice.

"Watch it Kaiba! Or I'll break dat pretty face a yours!"

He challenged me. I could not back down from a challenge, a fight. It was what I was taught. Never back down, fight.

"You think I'm pretty? Aw, now I really will be sick. But if your fighting skills run along the same lines as your intelligence, you'd better shut your mouth mutt."

I turned to face him.

Tall, blonde, with honey brown eyes that shone with bitter hatred, Jou Jounichi stepped forward in challenge.

"Say it again Kaiba, go on, and those'll be the last words you utter."

I smirked evilly.

"Try it dog, and I'll put you down."

I noticed his fists clench, knuckles turning white like his anger, and he rose them as he moved forward at me.

"Jou! Don't!"

A slender brunette shot forward to seize one of the blondes tightened fists, tugging back on it.

"Come on Jou, he, of all people, is not worth it!"

A chord inside me was strung tightly.

How could she say that, when I was worth twice as much as she, when I had more money and class than she did? How, when I had suffered more than her, more than either of them would ever know?

They spoke without thinking, I reassured myself, calming my nerves.

"Watch your mouth Mazaki, or I'll buy and sell your sorry ass faster than your drawers go up and down."

The girls mouth dropped open, and she stopped pulling the fleabags arm.

"Well well, that looks like your usual position for a guy."

She shut her mouth abruptly, eyes flashing with hatred. Jou leapt forward, after recovering from his initial shock at my words, only for the brunette's hands to tighten about his arm.

"No Jou. We're better than that."

"You'd like to think so," I sneered back, that chord tightening again.

"Why don't you go get a life Kaiba! You're an anti-social, friendless asshole who thinks only of himself. I sure as hell hope you get what's coming t you, or suffer for the pain you inflict upon people every day by just 'existing'."

The chord…

How dare she? How dare they? I only did what I was taught, what I knew, wasn't that right? My fingers flexed, as a deep yearning to smack her across her silly mouth arose in me.

"You think all life's as bright and cheery as you, don't you Mazaki! I can assure you, it's not. Not all things in life are like you; cheap and easy!"

Her eyes flashed, radiating fury, giving me a small amount of satisfaction. "And what price could 'you' have possibly had to pay? You, who has had 'everything' served to him on a silver platter! You have worked for nothing, and done nothing to deserve what you have!"

The chord snapped. My hand swung up in an arc before racing at her face. At the last second, the dog became wise, and yanked her back into him.

I missed by millimeters.

"I have 'suffered' more than you will ever know! I have paid every price imaginable, more than any person 'ever' wants to pay! You have 'no' right to judge 'me'!"

How could they wish me to suffer, when that was all I had done? How could they think I didn't deserve what I had, when I had given 'everything' I did have to get where I was?

They knew nothing of pain, nothing of hope nor despair, yet they blatantly argued otherwise.

"Yeah Kaiba? Well, the way you act, I'm not quite sure you didn't deserve it."

#End Flashback#

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Yamis pov

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"Please Seto, please, speak to me," I begged his silent form. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry about everything I said, everything I did! What can I do? What can I say to you, that will make you speak to me?"

Words of raw despair, they were like mere grains of sand against the skin, untouchable and un-seeable. He continued to gaze at the wall opposite.

My eyes widened at his silence, before clenching shut as I punched the bed with my fist.

"Damn it Seto! Let me help you! For you, I'll do anything!"

But his silence only furthered my guilt, my hopelessness.

"Seto…"

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Setos pov

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#Flashback#

"No-body loves you."

"Shut-up. You're lying."

"You know better than anyone, I don't lie about 'love'."

"You wouldn't even know what love is!"

"Don't talk back to me Seto!"

"Mokuba loves me!"

Cold, cruel laughter resounded in my ears.

"He's your brother. He 'has' to love you."

My lips trembled.

"Y-you're lying!"

"Am I?"

"Y-yes."

"You don't sound so confidant."

My whole body shook.

"Well, how about I show you what real 'love' is."

I cried. Tears streaked my cheeks, leaving clean, hot lines, that were quickly lapped away with a wet tongue.

#End Flashback#

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Yamis pov

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What else could I do?

What more could I say?

He didn't hear me, didn't see me.

Though only a foot separated us physically, mentally I was lost to him, he was a world and a half away from me.

What could I say to him, that would revive that passionate and fiery spirit?

What could I do, to convince him he was my one, my only?

"Oh Ra, Seto, I'm sorry. And will always be…"

I crawled forward, on to the bed, closer to the brunettes huddled form. I desperately wanted to wrap my arms about him, pull him into my lap, hold him forever in my arms.

Would he recoil from me? Shake, shudder, tell me to get away from him?

Oh Ra, please…

Even that, would be better than this…this empty shell.

"Seto," I pleaded, agonised, "don't give up, don't let go."

His breathing was light and shallow, his eyes still vacant blue pools.

"Oh God Seto," I murmured, moving as close as possible, as close as I dared, "I'm sorry. If I have to, I'll say it to you forever, until you come back to me, until I have you again."

I felt his skin against my own, as well as the white linen of the bandages.

"Seto… I love you…"

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Setos pov

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#Flashback#

Cold gray eyes

A black car

Sleek silver car

Lights, pain…

a club….

The lights moved with greater ease than the dancers. It moved over them, us, like jewels of decoration. Music thrummed through the air, vibrated around me, urged me on.

Beneath me, brilliant crimson eyes flashed brighter than any lights, as I felt our bodies flush against one another. He was so beautiful, so perfect.

Yet he didn't care, didn't feel for me as I felt for him.

Wouldn't he have said it? Replied to my words that made me so vulnerable?

I had said it.

But more than anything else, I had felt it, 'meant' it.

Those words…

"I love you."

I blinked. Hadn't I said them then? Or had I said them now? My ears heard something. And I concentrated on it.

"Seto, I love you."

I blinked again.

"I'm sorry!"

…Yami?

" Seto! I never meant what I said before! I was angry! Ra, I love you, and I'm sorry."

I looked up, my eyes recoiling slightly at the light I hadn't been conscious of. I turned my head, lifting it from where it rested against my arms.

Had he said it?

Yami had his head rested against my shoulder, bowed slightly in despair. His voice sounded stretched, strained, but he spoke clearly. He spoke to me, even though I hadn't listened.

But he had said it.

Said it to me.

I forgot the gray eyes, could no longer hear that cold voice in my ear. All I could see, all I could hear, was Yami and his words, riddled with devotion and conviction.

"Seto, I love you."

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Yamis pov

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My head rested lightly against his shoulder, the only amount of contact I could manage without fearing his rejection.

I wanted so much for him to wake up, in this world, to say something. I didn't care if he hated me, as long as he came back.

My heart clenched, as I envisioned the betrayed and forlorn look on Mokuba's face when he finally saw his brother.

"Seto," I whispered weakly, "forgive me."

I closed my eyes against everything, trying to shut out the guilt, the pain, the world. Was this what it felt like, when you lost what you loved? Was this how it felt, when you're heart was ripped in half…

The form beneath me shifted.

My head snapped up.

What I saw next… nothing would ever make me forget it, nothing will ever come close to it. Forever, I swore to myself, I would hold that image forever in my head, forever in my mind. It was so beautiful…

Seto sat there, staring at me with those vivid blue eyes.

And they were 'alive'.

Nothing moved. Neither Seto nor I looked away from one another, as I searched every line and shadow of his tired face, holding my breath without even thinking about it. He blinked slowly, the action almost severing my heart with the fear he might not open those eyes again.

"Seto…" I breathed.

And in his eyes, I saw the faintest flash of…was it a smile? No… it couldn't have been. But then…

He was gazing at me intently, searching inside my eyes, my face, before he lifted up his arms, wincing ever so slightly, and wrapped them about me.

My breath caught in my throat, against the lump forming their, as I brought my own arms up about us, and breathed deeply of his rich scent.

The world fell away.

I could feel his heart beat, hear it, and it made me happy. Happier than anything else could make me. Nothing could make me happier than he could, than Seto.

I closed my eyes, as the world fell away, and I tightened my grip on his form. All I felt, knew, and held close to me, was all that mattered.

The one I loved.

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Mmm. Isn't that sweet. I'm not too good at mushy endings and stuff, but that was all I could manage. It's going to be a long road for Seto to recover, but he will. Sorta…

Next chapter is the 'final' chapter of this series. I'm nearly done!!

And, the Title: Amor Vincit Omnia, is something I got from the brilliant works of Cassandra Claire (go to the Schnoogle website if you wish to find her) and point blank refuse to take credit or anything like that. I got it from her, and thought it went well. It means 'Love conquers all.' So, many thanks and praises to Cassandra Claire, and hope you all R&R!