1"Ankh Of Despair"

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Woah, I'm updating! Yeah, I went back and looked at the first chapter of this story and wondered how on earth on wrote something so descriptive! I'm sorry that I am no longer able to do that, but I will try to be more descriptive in my writing. Also, a good portion of this fic is an instant message, so please excuse the play-like form that is used. I know how much you all hate it.

DISCLAIMER: I own the plot, not Yu-Gi-Oh.

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It was around seven o'clock by the time Yugi and Yami Yugi got back to the Kame Game Shop. Yugi sat on his bed, peering out the window, wondering if the rest of his friends had already found their way home or not.

All of them lived in different directions. Once they reached a specific intersection, they said their goodbyes and began their journey's home by themselves, Bakura dragging along his drunken yami and muttering apologies to the others. Seto and Mokuba had left them long before ths. The elder Kaiba saw that the sun had begun to set and, for fear of being mugged, called upon a limousine to give he and his brother a lift.

Yami lightly tapped Yugi's shoulder, "Your grandfather is calling for us to come and eat dinner."

Yugi smiled, hopping down from his bed and walking alongside his darker half as they ventured downstairs and into the kitchen where Solomon had already seated himself for the final meal of the day.

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Mokuba slurped up an unusually long strand of spaghetti with a loud and obnoxious sound that made his brother choke.

"Mokuba! Where are your manners?!"

Mokuba giggled; he had received the reaction that he wanted, "When I'm with Yugi and the others, Joey and Tristan have a competition to see who can slurp their food the loudest! Sometimes I join in too! It's really fun! Besides, manners are for stuck-up people with no sense of fun."

Seto looked down at the napkin in his lap, "So I am stuck-up, Mokuba?" He tried to keep his rising anger from seeping through his words, but it couldn't be helped.

Mokuba felt bad about having said such a thing. He really hadn't meant to offend his older brother, but he inwardly admitted that the comment was aimed at Seto, "You need to loosen up Seto." He looked concentrated for a moment and then his violet eyes lit up," I have an idea! Tomorrow, you and me and go and hang out at the Kame Game Shop with Yugi and the others!" His grin stretched from ear to ear.

The elder Kaiba faltered for a moment, but regained composure when he realized he had lost it, "Mokuba, I have much better things to do than spend my time with Yami and his group of cronies."

"Funny that you said Yami and not Yugi." Mokuba raised an accusing brow, tapping his fingers lightly on the fine wood of the dinner table.

"I said Yugi." He knew he hadn't, but perhaps his little brother would let the subject go.

"Nuh-uh! You said Yami!" The younger sibling jumped to his feet, spun around, wrapped his arms around himself, and began making obscene kissing noises, "Mmm Yami, you taste so good!: He then turned back to his brother to see his horror-stricken expression. A wide grin danced upon his lips, "You know I'm right."

There was silence for a long time. Only the sound of dinnerware clanging against the china plates littered the still air. Maids and butlers randomly entered and left the room, saying nothing to the quiet brothers.

Mokuba was the first to finish. He left his plate at the table for one of the maids to clean up, "Think about it, okay Seto?" With those last few words, he hurried out of the dining hall and up the stairs. A door was heard being shut in the distance.

"That boy is getting out of hand. . ." He ran his fingers through his hair and sighed, pushing his empty plate forward as a maid came by to collect them. "Why is he trying to push this on me? Has Yami said something to him?" He stood from his chair and sluggishly made his way up to his large bedroom.

Mokuba sat in the chair in his room, staring at the computer screen. He listened as his brothers padded footsteps passes his door and faded down the hall. "'Bout time he went to bed. I wonder if everyone will have another dream about Yami and Seto. . . I hope so. I want to know more about their relationship in Ancient Egypt." The younger Kaiba brother clicked on his instant messenger icon in the lower right corner of the monitor. "Hey! Yugi's on! He can help me set up a meeting between Seto and Yami at the Game Shop tomorrow!"

CMCChampion: Hey Yuge, it's Mokuba! Are you there?

DarkMagician: Hey Mokuba!

CMCChampion: Are you and Yami going to be busy tomorrow?

DarkMagician: We don't have anything planned as far as I know, why? You have something in mind?

CMCChampion: Well, I was thinking that maybe we could get Yami and Seto together at your place.

DarkMagician: That's a good idea. Yami's been pretty restless since we got home. He keeps dazing our, and he won't tell me what's on his mind.

CMCChampion: He's probably thinking about what happened at the arcade. It's going to be hard to get my brother off work to go to your house, but I'm sure that I can give him a cute enough look to make him do what I want!

DarkMagician: lol! Yeah, it's cool that you can control him like that. Is 1:30 a good time for tomorrow?

CMCChampion: Sounds good to me!

DarkMagician: Awesome! You want me to invite the others as well?

CMCChampion: Sure! But tell Bakura to leave his Yami at home.

DarkMagician: Hmm...not sure that I can do a whole lot about him. Bakura can't really control what his yami does. In case you haven't noticed, Yami Bakura is pretty psychotic while Bakura is gentile. The chances of Bakura telling his yami what to do and him listen are slim to none.

CMCChampion: Yeah, I guess you're right. We've got to come up with something to get Yami and Seto alone together though. Any idea's?

DarkMagician: Well, I'm not tired. . . so let's get planning!

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Kaiba sat on the edge of his bed, adorned in satin, navy blue pajama pants, his bare chest exposed to the cool air of his bedroom. 'Mokuba is so wrong. . . I don't like Yami and I never had. That punk can get hit by a car and killed for all I care. . .' Over and over he reassured himself that he didn't have some sort of crush on the former Pharaoh. . . yet he still felt as though he hadn't convinced himself.

He laid down on the silk sheets of his bed, staring at the dark coloring of his ceiling, and allowed to his mind to wander as he hesitantly closed his eyes. . .

"I never expected you to love me, Yami. . . why hadn't you ever showed signs of affection for me?" The priest tilted his head in curiosity as his younger cousin held him close.

"Seto, I was just nervous that you wouldn't return my feelings. . . I was waiting for you to make the first move, and I realize now that I should have said something anyway. . . I could have lost you to that thief." His voice quivered at the mention of his lovers capturer.

"To be honest, I had always told myself that a relationship between us would be wrong, obscene, and impossible. . . I forced myself to think that I had no love for you, not in that manner, but I couldn't deny it in my heart. . . in my heart, I knew that I loved you and, truthfully, I think that all of those around us knew it as well. . ."

The two shared a long, passionate kiss. Yami traced his cousin's jaw line with his thumb, "In our next life, I will certainly not make the same mistake."

"Mmm. . . neither will I, my love. . ."

Sapphire eyes shot open. Another vision had come, this time much shorter than the last, and Seto realized that he hadn't slept through the night. The clock told him that it were only a mere two hours since he had lay down. "Damn. . . if these keeps up, I am going to be tired as hell in the morning." He ran a hand through his chestnut hair, he had been doing that so often now, and snuggled beneath the sheets, reluctant to close his eyes a first, but due to lack of sleep he succumbed to the embrace of slumber and allowed for his eyelids to seal shut for another bout of the welcoming darkness. He could only hope that the night wouldn't bring anymore of these strange dreams. . .

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Crimson eyes welled up with tears, "I promised him that I wouldn't make the same mistake. . . so why am I keeping this a secret from him?" He, too, had relived the same scene. The look in his priests eyes was a look that he would never expect from the cold-hearted CEO. It was the look of lust and love intertwined. The Pharaoh of that dream had the same sparkle in his own scarlet eyes. The two of them looked so happy together. . . so why was the present time so different? Why did Seto hate him?

"To be honest, I had always told myself that a relationship between us would be wrong, obscene, and impossible. . . I forced myself to think that I had no love for you, not in that manner, but I couldn't deny it in my heart. . . in my heart, I knew that I loved you and, truthfully, I think that all of those around us knew it as well. . ."

Wait. If the past was replaying itself, then perhaps Seto did love him! Maybe he was doing just as he did in the past and was now hiding his love from Yami just to keep his reputation. The idea danced in his head, and it became quite apparent to him that getting any sleep tonight was out of the question. Seto Kaiba might love him! The chances seemed almost definite in Yami's mind and his smile only continued to grow as images of the slender teen resting in his arms came before his eyes.

Perhaps he would get to see Seto smile.

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(A/N: CMCChampion is Mokuba's screen name. How did I come up with it? Simple! In the manga, it is made known that Mokuba is the Capsule Monster Chess Champion! As for Yugi's screen name, DarkMagician, it is quite obvious.)

I know, it was short. Was it any good? Again, sorry about the lack of updates. I have been handwriting another fic in a notebook. It is going to be a Jounouchi/Seto fic (yay! I'm using the Japanese names!) And it will most likely be rated R for language and suggestive content. I hope that you all will read it when I post it, which will probably be sometime in January.

Anyways, sorry for the delay in updating, but I hope to have the next chapter soon! Rate and review! Ja ne!