1"Ankh Of Despair"

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-dramatic gasp- What?!?! Another chapter?!?! So soon?!?! Indeed it is! It is the weekend. . . well, today is Saturday, the 8th at about 8:42PM. . . let's see what day (month XD ) it is when I finally finish! Enjoy chapter twelve!

DISCLAIMER: Did I forget my disclaimer on chapter 11? Oops. . . oh well, I'm pretty sure that everyone and their brother know that I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. . . If I did, Seto, Ryou, and Bakura wouldn't wear shirts. . .

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Yami inwardly choked at the words. Since when was the thief his?!

"Excuse me, Seto?"

"I said, you interrupted the conversation between my thief and I." His expression began as emotionless, but he couldn't help but allow it to grow into a questionable grin.

Yami Bakura looked dumbfounded for a mere moment, but when gazed upon by Yami Yugi, he shook himself back into reality and stood, chuckling at the Pharaoh's near-terrified expression, and then seating himself on the cushioned bench-seat beside Seto.

"Yeah, Pharaoh! Don't interrupt me and my priest!" With this he cackled loudly, throwing his arm around the brunette and drawing him closer. Seto resisted at first, but soon leaned up against the white-haired thief, looking up into Yami's face. His face was priceless.

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Yugi jumped for joy at the score he received on pinball. He ripped out the long stream of tickets and leaned up against the wall, folding the orange strand neatly, and then placing it into the small cup that the arcade provided. Turning to search for another game, he bumped into someone. Yugi stumbled backwards.

"My bad! Sorry about tha- Yami?" He furrowed his eyebrows while peering into the sad features of his darker half, "Something the matter?"

/We need to talk./

Yugi frowned. His Yami looked so sad. He wondered what it could be that could bring him down so low. He had heard Bakura's Yami laughing like a maniac, but that was characteristic of the white-haired thief. Perhaps it was something that he had said or done. Now that he thought about it, where exactly was Yami Bakura? Though he was curious, he grabbed the Pharaoh's wrist and pulled him down a hall and opened a door which Yami Yugi soon realized was the door to the men's restroom.

"We can talk here, Yami."

"That's good." He looked at the ceiling for a bit and then to the floor, a sure sign that something was on his mind.

"So, you going to tell me what's up?"

"Well, I really didn't want to bring you into this, but I need someone to talk to and I find you to be the one that I trust the most. Especially with a situation such as this." He looked into his hikari's eyes.

"Yeah Yami! You can always trust me! You know that I'm here when you need to talk!"

"Yes Yugi, I know. . ." He cast his eyes back down to the tiled floor, as though in shame, "The truth is. . . I still lust for Kaiba." Yugi frowned at the use of lust rather than love, but Yami Yugi didn't see such a reaction and therefore continued, "But just a moment ago. . . well, it seems that I have already lost the competition." He clenched his teeth and his eyebrows turned up in hurt.

Yugi tilted his head slightly in a puzzled manner, "What competition?"

The former Pharaoh roughly grabbed his wrist, dragging him out of the bathroom and over to the entrance to the dining area, "That competition!!!" He pointed a shaky, accusing finger towards the two who had claimed each other. Yami Bakura still had his arm wrapped almost protectively around the former priest, his thumb stroking the others' cheek. Seto didn't look all too happy, however he said nothing to the thief and didn't seem to be taking any actions to shove the other boy away.

Azure met furious crimson. Seto almost shivered but was stopped cold as visions passed before his eyes. . .

The Pharaoh and his priests had finally returned to the palace. Yami Yugi and Priest Seto entered the Pharaohs chambers, prepared to take their newfound love to the next level.

"My Pharaoh, promise me that you will forever love me."

"Ah, Seto. . . I could never love another, I just hope that it is the same for you, in this life and the next."

"Forever my Pharaoh, forever. . ."

A slight nudge to his arm snapped him out of the daydream just as the priest had been lightly shoved onto the bed by his soon-to-be-lover (oh my god, should I make this fic rated R?). He frowned a bit. He had actually wanted to see them make l-

What am I thinking?!?! No way would I want to see such a disgusting thing! He stared into Yami's eyes. They were full of hurt. . . they were accusing. . . and worst of all, they made Seto get a feeling that he hadn't had in ages. . . guilt. I haven't done anything wrong! Why should I be guilty? Is it because I'm toying with his emotions? He toyed with the different answers in his mind, but being seen by the Pharaoh while in the arms of another felt like being a child caught with their arm in the cookie jar. He felt as though he were breaking some rule. . . some heart.

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Joey and Tristan were engaged in a game of basketball, trying to see who could get the highest score. Te'a watched, but turned around every so often, trying to find where Yugi had gone. Mokuba, who stood next to her watching the two duke it out, tapped her arm.

"I'm going to go see what Seto is up to." He smiled up at her.

She returned the smile, "Alright Mokuba. If you see Yugi, tell him to come see this, okay?" She gave him a thumbs up and Mokuba nodded, running to find his older brother.

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He found them alright, and when he did, he was. . . well, saying bewildered would be an understatement.

The King of Thieves was now intimately close to the CEO and was playing with the brunettes hair! Just across the room stood the Pharaoh and his look-alike, a hurt expression plastered across his face. Angry with this, he marched over to the seat, clutching the pale boys arm and yanking on it forcefully, pulling a stunned thief to the floor.

"You can't touch my brother! Only Yami Yugi can touch him like that! He doesn't belong to you, he belongs to the Pharaoh! He still like Yugi, he told me himself!!!" At the end of each sentence, he delivered a kick to Yami Bakura, who lay on the carpet in a state of shock.

Seto nearly flew out of the seat, "What?!?! I never said that!!!" He pounded his fist on the table, his face flushed red, from anger or embarrassment, one may never know.

Yami Yugi's mouth remained slightly open, a pink tinge coming to his own cheeks at the mere thought. My priest still loves me. . . He frowned, tears forming in his (overly) large eyes. No. . . it's simply a joke pulled my his childish little brother. He has no idea how he toys with my emotions. . . was that, perhaps, what Seto was trying to do? Is this his way of possibly finding out if I feel the same way? I want to talk to him, but somewhere where we can be alone and not have to stop talking just cause someone happened to walk in and need to take a shit. He mentally slapped a hand to his forehead at his hikari's excuse for a secluded place to talk (for the dense people out there, I'm referring to the bathroom scene).

Seto marched towards the bathroom, apparently pissed. Mokuba looked at Bakura, who soon stood and took off towards the bathroom as well. The black-haired child growled furiously and turned to the two short boys.

"He really does like you Yami. I just know he does! He has pictures of you. . . well, he has an album hidden in his closet, and in it are pictures of all of you. . . Joey, Te'a, Bakura, Tristan, Duke, Serenity, Isis, Malik, Yugi. . . and a whole section just for you Yami. I catch him looking at it sometimes and he claims that the pictures are of past events. . . but I've seen them, Yami! I know my brother isn't the greatest guy in the world, but he really does long for a friend. . . and if you can't be his boyfriend, then at least get to know him and befriend him Yami. It'd mean the world to my brother." He flashed a weak, pleading smile, and then turned to leave, but then spun around again, "Oh yeah, Yugi? Tea wants you to watch Joey and Tristan compete in some basketball game." He then fled.

/What do you think, Yami?/

/I'm not quite sure Yugi, but I would really like to get to know this Seto better, even if we cannot be as we were in the past./

/Yeah. . ./

/I just hope that Mokuba was being honest. I would feel like a complete idiot if this turned out to be one big game./

/Yeah Yami, but isn't that life?/ He paused for a moment as a thoughtful look came to the darker halves eyes. /Well, I'm gonna go check out that came with Tea and the others! If you need me just. . . think! Hehehe!/ He bound away, leaving the Pharaoh to himself.

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9:33PM on the same day -even more of a dramatic gasp- I actually finished a chapter in ONE sitting! -writes it in a record book- I hope that you all liked this chapter! I'll admit, it was a bit different from my usual writing style, but what can I say? I've been reduced to reading "The Scarlet Letter" for my English class and I've been talking/writing funny ever since! Anyways, definitely don't expect another chapter soon! This is one of those rare occasions where I update like, within a day or two.

Also, I would like to know if the situations that my story portray's are too intense for PG-13. If you think such a thing, please tell me in your review, because I really do worry that the content may be a bit too much. I really don't want a rated R story! (Even though I enjoy reading them XD )