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Katherine: Well it's good you reviewed then that way Seto won't muderize you. And congrats for understanding my insanity.
xSwtLilAngel666x: Yes I thought it was funny too although it was dorky. And Jess try telling me which paragraph you whackjob lol I think Seto might murderize you just because of that! diiiie! lol you know I love ya xD
Growing Pain: -trembles in her socks from the glare- o.o;; let's ask Seto. Do you want redemption?
Seto: what business is it of yours?
well fine I'm only deciding your fate O.O I guess you'll have to read to find out you growing pain xD
PunkerPrincess: Wow, well thank you o.o;
mandapandabug: damnit you again? XD Yes murderize is a fabulous word and it's mine dagnabbita! I wasn't planning on Katsuya killing himself if the theft hadn't happened but that's okay you can think what you want to make my story better :p
natura umana: okay! here's your wish come true!

Metamorphic: Our New Colors

Seto

I thought Katsuya would return the next day but he didn't, nor did he return the next or the next. When he was rushed away I was only half done what I wished to say to him. But now I'm being released, I hate that I might have to go home before things are completely settled. I could always find his home, I know what city he is in now but does he want me to? Unlikely, if he did he would have come back, right?

The doors to the hospital open and a setting sun greats me. The colors are vibrant and electrify the sky. I search the surroundings of the area, hoping and half expecting to see Jounouchi there but there isn't anyone. Sighing to myself I start to walk down the street. I had planned to call for a limo to take me to my jet but I remembered I needed to go to the hotel I was staying at to get my things. I could have gotten a ride but to be perfectly honest I'm hoping to run into Katsuya.

"He's in the park, Kaiba," a female voice says behind me. I jump slightly and turn around quickly. My eyes meet with placid blue ones and smiling face.

"Isis?" I gape. What is she doing here and how does she know about anything that is going on.

"He's waiting for you," she says softly.

"What the hell? How did you…explain yourself Isis Ishtar." My voice sounds demanding but inside I feel confused and very, very lost. She sighs.

"I received a phone call from Mokuba awhile back. I found Jounouchi and had to meet me in this town." The confusion slides away and is replaced by irritation.

"So you and my brother decided to interfere with my life? My personal life is neither yours or Mokuba's business!" I yell and she frowns at me.

"It is my business when it affects our business. Mokuba shed the light on the problem that I was not sure how to confront you with. Perhaps I was out of line but I remember a good businessman once telling me that you should do anything in your power to save your assets. Besides that Kaiba I know you are glad to have the chance to deal with a wound that never healed." I frown at her and turn away. I walk away then stop some distance away and half turn back to her.

"I'll let this go this time Isis but do not think you can get away with meddling in my life a second time."

"I wouldn't dream of it," she smiles, turns and walks away.

Smiling to myself I start to walk again also. I feel somewhat jittery as the park comes into view. It's a feeling a kid might have when he is the new kid in a school, a new feeling for me, interesting. On a bench near a pond I see a silhouette of a young man sitting with his knees pulled into his chest. I walk over cautiously and place my briefcase down on the grass.

"Impertinent woman isn't she?" I ask not knowing how else to break the silence. Although I am looking at the back of his head I can tell he is smiling.

"Yes, but I'm thankful to her." I raise an eyebrow.

"Oh, what for? All she has done is harass me." He chuckles lightly.

"For getting you here," he says turning his head to look at me. "If you hadn't come back as you are now I would have probably gone the rest of my life not really even knowing myself." Confused I furrow my brows together and come around the bench, but I don't sit. "I'm sorry I didn't come to visit you."

"Never mind that," I say. "What did you mean about not knowing yourself?" I hear him sigh inwardly.

"Tell me Seto, how is it that you became so self aware and understanding?"

This was an easy answer for me, "after you left I dove into work but I was moving too quickly for the others in the company so I took to reading about other things. Eventually it led me to psychology and a new perspective. It took a long time for me to look at myself; it was such a simple act that made me do it too. I was putting on a tie in the mirror and the thought came to me 'why do I dress like this?' it was an odd occurrence. I won't go into the details but that was my door." I clear my throat when he says nothing and I decide to tell him more about it. "I started picking apart my mannerisms first the last thing I landed on was my step father, my real father and you. When I was looking at those things, for the first time in a very long time I broke down." My voice was starting to crack as I was talking.

"Seto," I hear him say and the touch of his hand on my arm but I don't stop talking.

"You were the hardest because I was the one that inflicted the pain. I've done horrible things to people but you were different. Never before, to my memory can I remember such pain and guilt as I did when I realized just what I had done to my Katsuya. It hurt more because I…"

"Don't say it!" Katsuya yells at me. He is standing now and looking at me in the eyes. I can't see sadness or hate. I can't see anything in his face but his eyes are pleading with me.

"I'm sorry," I say softly looking directly back him.

"It's not that," he says quickly while straightening himself. The pleading I saw in his eyes has vanished and reluctance has filled them. "I can't hear that not until I admit something."

"Which is?" I ask blinking.

"I've never been able to forget you, stop wanting to be with you. Because of it you ruined my marriage. I thought…I thought it was you in some stupid way still trying to hurt me but the days you were in the hospital I was thinking. It was my own fault. I never dealt with the hurt I felt when I left you. I never had a chance to resolve it, it's been an open book hanging open but you're not the only one there. Although it is true you hurt me I ran because of fear more than hurt."

"What were you afraid of?" I ask him quietly.

"Men. I was afraid of men. My father was good to me once upon a time but he started by emotionally hurting me then physically. When you hurt my emotional self I victimized myself right away. I saw you as my father. And like how I ran from my father to you, I ran from you." His voice is muffled and dripping with sadness. I want to comfort him but I know it would be out of place.

"We both made large mistakes brown eyes, and in a way none were our original fault." His wet eyes lock with mine and I sense a curiosity from him. "We were traumatized by others, and they were probably by other people. Now the important thing is to break that cycle. There aren't a thousand words that can make the pain go away but if we know it…"

"We can beat it," he finishes my sentence. "Seto you've matured." I laugh.

"I'm not the only one." I shake my head and hold my hand out, "What if we start over?"

Looking at my hand he shakes his head, "I don't want to start over. I want to remember the love I had for you." He said 'had', does that mean he no longer has any desire to be with me? I drop my hand.

"We had. You're right I would never want forget that," I say evenly.

"There's one thing though Seto…" I raise my eyebrow but he isn't looking at me. I start to open my mouth to ask what when he continues, "…I have to know." I blink, know what?

"Know?" I ask and he looks up at me. Looking in his eyes I know and I nod and move closer to him. I close my eyes and he moves his lips to touch mine. It's been so long since I've felt his soft lips upon my own. Reluctantly I pull away from Katsuya and look down at him. "Do you know now?" he simply nods and starts to walk away from me then turns to face me.

"There may be hope for you yet Seto Kaiba." He smiles then turns back around and keeps walking.

"Where are you going?" I ask trying to hide the disappointment that I am feeling from leaking into my voice.

"To pack!" he says loudly shooting one fist up into the air. I start to walk after him.

"Pack for what?" He turns around and grins mischievously.

"For my trip home of course. You don't expect me to leave my worldly possessions here now do you?"

"What?" My mind is reeling until the words hit me in the face, 'my trip home'. I smile inwardly and outwardly. "And who said that it's your home Mr. Jounouchi?" He walks up very closely to me.

"I did Mr. Kaiba and the first thing on the list of things to do once we get home is get you fed." I blush lightly as he pokes my stomach.

Katsuya

"You know I threw all your stuff out," Seto says to me smugly as we pull up in front of the mansion.

"You did what!" I yell. As soon as the limousine stops I bounce out and fly up the stairs to my old bedroom and fling open the door. Inside everything is exactly as I left it and not a speck of dirt on anything. It's like I never left. Behind me I can hear footsteps so I grab a pillow off the bed and stand to the side of the door. As I see his shadow fall through the doorway I swing the pillow and…miss. I land with a clunk on the floor.

"Katsuya," he says standing above me looking down.

"Yes?" I mutter and start to stand.

"Remember how I said you have matured?" I nod. "Well I take it back. You still a childish eighteen year old klutz." I half smile when my eyes fall upon the Red Eyes Black Dragon above the bed.

"You kept it," I whisper. I turn to look at him and he simply nods in reply. I turn my attention back to the painting. I walk up to it and touch it. The paint is hard and bumpy under my fingers. The painting, like myself has aged.

"I kept everything," he says shrugging.

Turning back to him, "I know, this place looks like a tome," I say. "It's kinda creepy Seto." I smile and he glowers at me. "Did you change your painting?" at first he looks confused.

"Oh, in a way. I removed it, I've been working on a new one." I nod mildly interested.

"Seto you have to know that I didn't come here with the direct intention of starting a relationship with you. Too much has happened and too much time has passed."

"Why did you come here then?" he asks almost coldly.

"To build a friendship with you that has no past emotional baggage. I know that the past will be there but now we know things will be different. Besides that you obviously need me here to take care of you," I say crossing my arms over my chest.

"I don't need you to take care of me, especially since you can barely take care of yourself," he grumbles.

"Don't be such an old man, you're too stiff you need to loosen up!" he yips happily. "Besides, I'm not the one that looks like crap," he adds and sticks his tongue out at me.

"I'm a business man not a dueling monkey," he answers calmly and my face turns red.

"I'm not a dueling monkey! Jeeze, so much for any of my hopes that you would have forgotten about those stupid nicknames. But I guess a snake never forgets." He raises an eyebrow once again at me.

"The phrase is 'an elephant never forgets'." I walk up to him closely.

"Yeah but you're more snake like than elephantish." He looks at me fake aggravation.

"I'm not sure if I should be insulted." I continue to stare at him, "What?" I reach up and press my lips against his wrapping my arms around his neck. I hear a muffled 'mrmph' from him but I ignore it. As I fall away from him he looks at me disapprovingly. "Now I've never really had any friends but I'm pretty sure they don't do that." I half smile.

"An infraction I won't make again. But Seto there is one more thing I need to let you know." His face turns serious as does mine but I can't help the slight curve upward my mouth starts to make.

"That would be?"

"If you ever hurt me like you did in the past, I will have to kill you." He smiles then moves toward me.

"I can live with that as long as you know I might just…" he trails off as he pulls me into him and kisses me like he did that first time so very long ago, "fall in love with you again."

Well there is the end of the line. Sneaky Mokuba and Isis xD

I hope you all enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed reading your reviews. Let me know how you liked the ending, I never know where to end so hopefully that was good enough.

At this time I have another story in the works in my head. It might just make it to word form. You haven't heard the last of me! -disapears in a cloud of smoke-

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