A/N Last chapter of this installment anyway. If anyone has any ideas for what they would like to see happen to Kaiba next, let me know. And disclaimed and disclaimer, but I am going to sit down and watch the end of the Atlantis arc and the next arc this weekend so that should count for something.

Bakura laughed maniacally as another player lay broken and defeated before him. It wasn't quite as satisfying as casting them into darkness, but still, battling them as himself and not using any one else's body had some sense of pleasure to it. Ryo was tied to a tree awaiting the time change. He had fallen asleep after the first few battles, losing interest in his partner's sadistic glee at winning over others. Many a fighter would awaken Monday morning to the sounds of that evil laughter and nightmares for days to come of being cast into darkness by that voice.

When Ryo awoke in the morning, it was in his own bed with slight marks from the ropes on his wrist. He couldn't help but feel that he had missed something but decided that if it involved Bakura, he probably didn't want to know. The slight sense of satisfaction coming from a spot within him that was not him confirmed his first instinct and he headed for the shower hoping there was enough hot water to wash away the slightly dirty feeling he had.

Mokuba awoke on his own and wiggled his toes and fingers before he even opened his eyes. After checking to make sure he was his normal size and shape, he went back to bed. Early afternoon was good enough to get up and go play games down at the arcade with Jounouchi and maybe he would see that cute girl again. He fell asleep dreaming of the fans that would flock to him as he became one of the greatest players in the world, just like his brother.

Kaiba awoke slowly, feeling like he had been through one of the fiercest battles he had ever fought, but with that deep feeling of satisfaction attached to it. He felt a weight shift at his side as Kiri moved slightly to get comfortable against his side. He had carried her home last night and stayed near her to make sure nothing else happened before midnight came. Morning found Kiri laying half on top of Kaiba, breathing shallow as exhaustion still clung to her body making her temperature rise slightly. Kaiba lay there, arguing with himself as to whether he really wanted to get up. Finally he simply stayed in bed, telling himself that he didn't want to disturb her sleep when she obviously needed it so badly. The phones went unanswered as Kaiba fell back to sleep, clasping Kiri close to him as he drifted back off into dreams of battles won and plans that went right.

It was mid morning before Kiri awoke, feeling drained and worn out from the events of the past few days. She moved slowly out of bed and made her way to the bathroom before returning to lie on the now empty bed. Kaiba found her sprawled out on the covers when he returned from checking on Mokuba. He wrapped her in a blanket and carried her down to the couch in his office where he could keep an eye on her while he worked.

Mokuba came and went as the day wore on, seeking to enjoy his days of freedom before school started. That cute girl was at the arcade and he played against her a time or two, helping her learn how to play, or that's what he told Jounouchi anyway.

Evening came and Kiri awoke again, tired and hungry. She went to stand up when Kaiba appeared to push her back down.

"But I am hungry" she protested as she lay back, too tired to fight back when he pulled the covers back up over her.

"I will get you some soup" he replied. Kiri stopped and blinked at him in utter shock. She raised her hand and placed it on his forehead checking for fever.

"Are you sure you feel okay?" she asked worriedly. He gave her a look before walking out of the room. She lay back trying to figure out if something had gone wrong in the midnight hour because Kaiba was certainly not acting like himself. Mokuba crept in and hugged her before wandering off to his room as Kaiba returned.

He handed her the soup and watched her eat with a veiled expression. She finally put the cup down and sighed. "What?" she asked tiredly.

"You are never to do that again," he replied. Kiri blinked at him stupidly.

"Do what?" she asked.

He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, glaring at her for making him explain. "You are not to exhaust yourself like this again. No battle is worth risking your life for." He bit out tersely. She stared at him in utter amazement.

"But you do it all the time" she pointed out.

"That's different. I am the fighter and I am allowed. You however are not." He nodded to her as if he had laid down the law and she was expected to obey. She was so flabbergasted by this time she couldn't argue. The entire conversation since she had awoken kept replaying in her head like a broken record that came to only one conclusion.

"Mokuba" she yelled, "get your shoes on, we are heading for Yugi's place."

Mokuba came tearing down the stairs and into the room. "What's wrong Kiri."

"Your brother just said winning isn't as important as my life" she scrambled off the couch throwing on his coat and looking for her shoes. Mokuba fell back against the wall in amazement.

"Brother?" he asked in disbelief.

"Get a move on Mokuba; we need to get to Yugi's place." Kiri ordered, dragging the blanket off the couch in her haste.

Kaiba moved from the couch and swung her up in his arms, heading for his bedroom. "You are supposed to be sleeping, not running around hysterically."

"Mokuba," her voice drifted back down the stairs "go get Yami. Tell him that Hyozanryu has taken over Seto's body and he needs to hurry."

Mokuba shook his head and went back to bed. Everything would look more normal after a good nights sleep.

The End