A couple of hours later, they all ended up at the statue in the middle of an intersection.
Seto said, "anyone find anything?"
Set shook his head. "Sorry."
Joey replied, "I had to beat this one rare hunter, but he wouldn't talk at all."
"I had to duel one also. Malik took control of him in the end and told me I don't deserve the Millennium Puzzle. Or the right to be Pharaoh." Yugi explained.
"Just great. There's no information there." Seto said.
"Hmm..." Keke chimed in.
"When I find him I'll tear him to pieces!" Seto assured loudly.
"Well I know he wants my puzzle." Yugi reassured.
An idea just struck Seto. "Why don't we use Yugi as bait?"
"We could..." Agreed Joey, "but Yugi might get hurt. And if he gets hurt... I'm blaming Kaiba for it!"
"I'll make sure he doesn't," said Keke, "because I'll knock him into next week for hurting Yugi and Seto!"
"Wheeler better watch what he says!" advised Seto.
"But...How will we get Malik to take the bait? It's not like you could put Yugi out in the open and watch him 24/7." said Set.
"That's a great idea." Joey commented.
"Maybe to you." Seto turned back to the priest. "We came always wait it out."
They all sat at a table and waited.
"Seto, I thought you hated to wait things out. You lose your patience to easily." Set observed.
An hour later, "this is SO boring..." Joey complained.
"I know what you mean," said Yugi.
Seto opened his notebook PC.
"Not very many people are left in the tournament," said Seto looking at the screen.
"Please? can we do something else?" asked Keke.
Seto looked at bottom of the screen. "Look I have email."
Everyone looked over towards the screen.
"The e-mail's from Malik?!" Seto blinked, an astonished look on his face.
"What does he want?" questioned Joey.
"It says, he is looking forward to beating me and Yugi, and taking are Egyptian God cards," Seto responded, "look what else..."
The end of the letter said HA HA HA HA.
"What a Imbecile," remarked Seto. He shut his computer off.
"That guy is a lunatic." Joey emphasized.
"He said to me one time, revenge is everything." Acknowledged Yugi.
"Who does he want revenge on?" said Joey.
"Me, because he thinks I killed his father." Yugi shrugged.
"You wouldn't do that would you?" Joey asked.
"He might...." Seto smirked, leaning closer to Yugi.
Yugi pushed Seto away. "Would not! I don't even know what he's talking about."
"Whew." Joey wiped his forehead.
"What did you think he would say?" Said Seto.
"He killed him." Said Joey.
Seto almost fell out of his seat.
"He's an idiot," Seto mentioned in Yugi's ear, "why do you hang out with him?"
"Because he is a great duelist and a great friend." Yugi returned.
Seto rolled his eyes. "The only people who are my friends, are my family."
"Yeah..." said Keke leaning closer to him.
She was considered family, though she wasn't related to Seto. Set was Seto's Yami, the ancient high priest that the Pharaoh (spirit of the Millennium Puzzle) dueled against in Egypt three thousand years ago. Keke, Set and Seto all lived in the same house together (mansion). Seto was finally getting bored. He had absolutely nothing to do.
Joey started complaining even more. "Can't we find something else to do then sitting around?"
"There is nothing else to do," Seto replied, "except if you want to get in another fight with me."
"Bring it on." Challenged Joey.
Seto got up and went over to Joey. "Are you sure you want to pick another fight? You know you can't win."
"Bring it." Joey repeated.
They were just about to get in another fight when Yugi spoke up. "Stop it you two! Fighting doesn't solve anything." He went over to break it up.
They both sat back down.
"Joey's right for a change, there is absolutely nothing to do," said Keke.
"Don't worry, Malik will show up sometime." comforted Seto hoping to make her feel better.
"More like someday or some year." Keke mocked.
Joey fell asleep and started to snore.
Yugi poked Joey. "Please don't snore like that! Wake up! Sleeping doesn't do us any good right now."
Joey stopped making noises.
Things were so boring, everyone felt very tired.
Set yawned. "I hate the sun! It always makes people tired. I need a nap."
Kaiba laughed at him. "So... the old geyser needs some sleep, huh?"
"Don't call me that!"
"Why not? You're 22, that's pretty old if you ask me. And I have every right to!"
"I am NOT OLD!!"
Kaiba continued to giggle. "Oh Set. I'm just messing with you." He cringed at the feeling of his aching side.
"Seto. You're still hurt."
He tried to stand without the aid of the crutch and was just a little shaky. Set grabbed a hold of his arm and he could stand perfectly. He got rid of the humiliating crutch, but when he walked it constantly hurt, an annoying ache, not anything too serious. Seto sat back down and stared off into space, only considering his thoughts.
Keke felt like sleeping but she couldn't so she just laid her head on Kaiba's arm. He didn't care very much; he had other things on his mind. Malik is such an idiot, he's probably scared of losing his Egyptian God card so he won't come out of his hiding place, thought Seto. Finally it was starting to get dark.
Seto was the first to talk. "You all must love to waste you own time."
Keke responded, "I guess we did."
Yugi persistently poked Joey. "He just never wakes up! No matter what I do..."
"Let me help you." Set positioned his staff above Joey's head.
"No! Set, don't-"
Set hit Wheeler very lightly on the head a few times. He opened his eyes and yawned.
"Hey. What's up peoples?" He inquired.
"See? I didn't hurt him." The Egyptian remarked proudly.
Yugi stood. "Thanks." He pulled Joey out of his seat. "Let's go home."
The two left. Set strolled over to his look alike. "Alright. Let's get a move on." He hooked an arm around Seto's arm.
Seto nodded in return. Keke took his other arm. So Seto, Keke and Set went back to the mansion.
"Today was pretty boring!" complained Keke.
"I know!" Seto agreed. "But I still have the two best people stand right next to me."
"Seto!!" Keke and Set shouted together.
"What? I mean it! Would I lie to you guys?"
They all got back home.
"Hey, Mokuba!" Seto reacted to his little brother's presence.
Mokuba waved. "Hi, guys."
"Shouldn't you be in bed?" Set inquired, detaching himself from Kaiba and walking over.
"Ehe. Maybe?"
"Let's go! Bed. Now." Set ushered the child off to his room.
Keke chuckled softly. "Isn't that your job?"
"Yeah, I guess. But how can I do it with this gash in my side?" Seto said playfully.
"Good point. I think it's time for bed for you too."
"Since when is that your decision? I make my own bedtime."
"Since you need all the sleep you can get with that wound. Mr. Kaiba! Go!"
Seto didn't move for a minute. "Can I have some help, Ms. Masaki?"
"Fine, Mr. Kaiba, be that way." She put his arm around her neck and walked him up to his room.
Keke placed Seto on his bed. "There. Now are you happy?"
"Not quite..." He gazed at her.
She sat next to him. "What do you want?"
"Nothing, really." He slid closer, bumping his leg into hers.
She looked down, then reverted her gaze elsewhere, not wanting to look him in the face. Seto put his arms around her waist and pulled her up onto his leg. Keke didn't seem to care too much, placing her hands on his arms. He drew her nearer, so she was directly in his lap, comfortably against his chest. He laid his chin on her shoulder.
"You have to be the dominant one, don't you?" Keke commented, not even looking at him.
"Are you mocking me?" Kaiba purred in her ear.
She met his eyes. "Not at all. Why?"
Seto liked that about her. She would throw what he said right back in his face. He would push it back to her. She was able to take his comments and insults, coolly brushing them off or returning them. It reminded him of Yugi. Yugi could take what he said also. The pharaoh did his own thing, responding to what he said or commenting on it.
One word that could describe Keke was quiet. Plain quiet. She was silent around everyone but him. She still didn't talk a lot, even to him, but spoke up every once in a while.
Seto didn't respond to her inquiry. He found himself getting tired so he placed his head in the junction of her shoulder and neck, eyes closing. Keke felt his breathing slow and she touched his face. He had to be asleep. She gently adjusted him so he was laying on the bed with his coat off. Stroking his cheek, she threw the covers over him and walked out.