When Yugi arrived at the Doexis shelter he quickly found Jonouchi hard at work inside. "Koi!" Yugi yelled as he stepped inside and Jonouchi quickly looked up.

Jonouchi hurried over towards Yugi and wrapped his arms tightly around him. "Yugi, I'm glad you made it so quickly."

"What's going on?"

"The cops place a bomb in the walls of this shelter. It'll go off in about an hour," Jonouchi quickly explained.

Yugi rose on his toes and brushed a sweaty lock out of Jonouchi's face. "We'll get everyone out," Yugi whispered as he kissed Jonouchi's cheek softly.

"Papa-san! Dad! Save the honeymoon for later! We gotta move!"

Yugi pulled away from Jonouchi and his cheeks burned red as he saw his son. His blond hair stuck everywhere as a trio of kids clung to him, pulling at his multicolored banes.

"Right Anpu," Jonouchi said as he nodded his head. "How many did you get Yugi?"

"I got a hold of Malik and Bakura but that's it."

"Jene's parents are here. She called them," Anpu pointed out.

"We'll have to make do with what we've got," Jonouchi said as he sighed. There weren't many willing to help the residents of the shelter and they had so many people to clear out.

"Anpu!" Anpu glanced up to see Jene yelling at him with her own gaggle of children clinging to her. "Quit gabbing we have a whole nursery to empty."

"Right! Dad, one of the teens from here says empty this place from bottom to top. The really sick ones are on the top and they'll die anyways."

Yugi felt a pit churning in his stomach. Anpu was right. They had to take the healthiest first. Today they would chose who would live and who would die. Yugi tore off in his own direction towards the nearest living quarter to find the people had already emptied out and were heading towards the door. He was jostled in the crowd and knocked over so many times that he was certain he wouldn't be able to sit the next day. He made his way over to where Varon was standing and attempting to direct the crowd out. The faces of the people were panicked as they slowly made their way towards the door like a herd of cows.

"Everyone! This way! Head towards the door!" Varon flashed a grin at Yugi as he stood there, herding every person towards the doorway. "Take the next floor, I got it covered here!"

Yugi gave a nod and fought against the crowd as he tried to squirm his way towards the stairway. It was hard being as small as he was and the crowd being as large as it was but he eventually made it to the steps. When he reached the next floor he saw it was full of dreadfully skinny people. Coughs echoed throughout the room and Yugi winced. They sat on the floor, blood spurting from their mouth with every cough.

"I think, I'm going to be sick," Yugi muttered to no one in particular. "Everyone!" They glanced up as Yugi got their attention. "We need to evacuate, please proceed calmly to the door!" The people slowly got to their feet, stumbling as they made their way to the door. Yugi ran in between them, trying to hold the people up as they headed out.

There were people everywhere on the floor. That was the first thing Jonouchi noticed as he heard a hiss of air escape from Amelda's lips. There was pounding up the steps as Malik and Bakura showed, their jaws agape as they stared at the carnage before their eyes.

"Let's start moving all these people to the next floor," Amelda ordered them, startling the others as he talked.

"Right," Bakura agreed as he nodded his head. He headed over to the nearest person and heaved them up into his arms.

Jonouchi shook his head as he saw all the people stretched out on the floor in the masses. In one corner he noticed a group of children all sickly pale huddled together. He finally knelt down and picked up the first person and carried them towards the step. He headed down, the young woman in his arms burying her face in his chest as her arms wrapped around his neck, trying to stay close to his warmth. As soon as Jonouchi hit the floor he saw where the ones too sick to move were being piled. He set down the woman and saw a spark of jealousy flash through Yugi's eyes before it disappeared. He offered Yugi an apologetic smile before heading off up the steps again.

As Jonouchi hit the steps again he saw Bakura arguing with a man, "problem?"

"Yeah, this guy won't let us move him."

Jonouchi glanced down at the man. His bones could be jutting through his worn clothing and the skin hung off his hollow face. His skin had lost most of its coloring and gray shot through the stringy chestnut hair that looked like it hadn't been washed any time in this man's life. His body shook as coughs wracked him, which was the only sign that he was really still alive. "Forget him Bakura. He doesn't look like he'll make it through the day even." Bakura opened his mouth to say something but then quickly shut it. He quickly moved to the next and Jonouchi was about to turn away when the man's eyes snapped open. Brilliant blue of unimaginable depths stared back at him and froze Jonouchi in his place. He knew those eyes. They had watched him everyday of his younger life and Jonouchi could never forget them.

"Kaiba," Jonouchi felt his mouth go dry as he stood there, staring. Time had not treated Kaiba Seto well and it was even surprising that he was still alive.

"I wanted to talk about what happened. What went wrong with us back in school."

"This isn't the time Kaiba!"

"Then when is," he said before he started coughing again.

"When we get your ass out of here."

"No," his voice was quiet but still demanding. "You came here because I wanted to talk. Now we're going to talk."

"Fine, you wanted to know what happened. I'll tell you. You're an obsessive maniac and I hated your guts and you stalked me and then you, you fucking bastard, you raped me! Now I'll leave you to die Kaiba since you don't want help. I don't care. You'll be out of my life forever."

Jonouchi stood up and walked away even though his heart pounded. He was leaving Kaiba to die. He could remember the day he had discovered about Kaiba stalking him. Could remember the day he had gone to the cops and done the one thing no one had ever dared do before. He had had a restraining order put on Kaiba Seto after high school.

Slowly Jonouchi turned back towards Kaiba and saw the cough racking his body he took one step towards the dying man before a cold voice etched in steel stopped him in his tracks.

"Leave him."

Jonouchi glanced over his shoulder confused as he saw Matao striding towards him. The standard Kaiba coldness reflected in his eyes as he knelt down before his coughing father.

"He's finally gone into the final stage. He has two hours at the most," Matao said quietly and calmly. It almost didn't seem to phase him that he was kneeling before his dying father who he had just condemned to dying in the inferno that followed the explosion. Matao then raised his voice and addressed all that were working so hard to clear the floor.

"Attention everyone! The other two floors are empty! Your help is no longer needed. It's useless to save these people for most will be dead within the month anyways. They cannot be cured and would only burden the survivors."

Yugi shot a worried gaze towards Anpu who had balled his hands into fists and was rushing at the other teen. "You bastard," he yelled as the punch landed, leaving a broad mark on Matao's face. "We're not leaving anyone here!"

"Do what you want. I won't be responsible for either your death or their well-being," Matao snapped at him in a clipped tone.

"You're a cold hearted bastard, just like your old man!"

Matao sighed as he shook his head. "Bleeding hearts don't do well in the shelter."

Anpu watched closely at Matao's retreating figure, his rage boiling beneath his features.

"We have ten minutes!" Varon reminded them and they all nodded a regretfully left the crowd of dying people screaming for their help. They couldn't do anything.

Jonouchi saw the rest of the people rushing out. He waited until Yugi had disappeared before kneeling down beside Kaiba once more. He ran a hand over his forehead and brushed the sweaty chestnut hair away.

"I gotta get you out of here," Jonouchi whispered but Kaiba's body just shook with his coughs. Suddenly Kaiba formed a tight fist around the collar of Jonouchi's shirt. He used all his remaining strength and pulled Jonouchi to him. Lips touched each other as Jonouchi struggled to escape. Finally Kaiba released Jonouchi as he ripped away.

"You bastard," Jonouchi hissed but stopped as he glanced down. His hand quickly went towards Kaiba's wrist as he felt for a pulse. He was gone. Kaiba Seto was dead.