A/N - Thank you all who reviewed the last chapter. I always get nervious when I post something new and I'm glad so many people like it. For all those who ask yes I love cats. Those of you who know FFXI, it should come as no surprise that I play as a Mithra in that game. And yes, Rapan's dj with neko Yami is one of my favourites (in case anyone was wondering).

Kiaba'sgurrl - If you see this I suggest you read (and review) Chale Jao. It's the prequel of Dil Chahata Hai and it's pretty short. Also (since you asked), Pysche (aka Dukie) is my internet wife. We hit it off quickly when she began stalking me and were soon playing pranks on everyone we knew. The wife thing started up cause we can and will fight like an old married couple.

Yami slept late into the morning while the Kaiba brothers went about their daily business. It wasn't until well after 10am when the half-cat human awoke to the sound of his stomach rumbling.

Yami dressed quickly; pulling on one of his many tight leather pants. Fortunately for Yami, after the incident Yugi had taken time to cut holes in many of Yami's pants so his tail had someplace to go. Yami hadn't exactly been trilled when Yugi began destroying some of his favorite leather pants but the younger Mutou had promised the ancient pharaoh to take him on a shopping spree when he had turned back normal.

Yami finished dressing by pulling on a sleeveless crimson top that brought out his eyes and his normal black boots. Making sure the Sennen Puzzle was safe around his neck on its chain, his normal leather buckle collar was in place, and that his wrists were covered in various bracelets, Yami headed out of his room to track down the tall brunet to demand some food.

The search ended quickly as Yami found Seto in the first place he looked. He found the CEO once again in his home office, busy working away, typing on his computer.

"Feed me Seto! I'm hungry!"

"You certainly are demanding like a cat," Seto muttered as he continued to study the computer screen, not bothering to look up at his houseguest.

"Kaiba…"

"Lazy too. Mokuba and I have already been to the store while your lazy ass was fast asleep; something you should have been doing last night."

"You know if you don't cook me something, I'll just have to find something for myself. I'll warn you now, I've never cooked before. Not in this life or the past. You're risking a highly expensive kitchen if you don't feed me yourself."

The typing paused and Seto looked up at Yami with an angry glare on his face. "Fine," he sneered before a smirk crossed his face. "I'll feed you."

Yami, satisfied that he would be fed, didn't notice the look of sheer enjoyment on Seto's face as they walked together towards the kitchen.

Upon reaching the kitchen Yami sat down at the mahogany kitchen table and drummed his fingers against the wooden tabletop while watching Seto busy himself at the counter preparing Yami's food. Behind Yami his tail twitched back and forth as he impatiently waited for his meal.

The grinding sound of the eclectic can opener stopped heard the plopping sound of the can's contents dropping down into a bowl.

"Here," Seto said sliding the pink cat bowl across the table so that it landed in front of half-cat person. Yami was written in scripted lettering outside the bowl and in the bowl was canned cat food.

"Kaiba!" Yami flattened his ears and glared across the table at the tall brunet who was openly laughing now.

"Now don't make a mess or you'll have to eat on the floor," Seto laughed as he strolled towards the room's exit. In frustrated anger Yami threw the pink dish after him barely missing the CEO as the food splattered all over the titled checkered floor.

"Hn. Just for that you won't get your present and you get to clean up the mess instead."

"Present?" Yami asked brightening up. His ears were now up and alert as his tail swayed back and forth. "You bought me a present?"

"Of course. You are my guest after all."

"Can I have it?"

"…Maybe…if you clean up the mess."

"But I'm still hungry!"

Seto debated over the situation. He certainly had no plans to cook Yami anything but for his plan to work later and to get Yami to clean up the mess he would have to be nice for the time being.

Forcing a fake cheery smile, Seto walked back into the kitchen and began gathering up some things. He then placed the bowl of cereal down in front of Yami with a carton of milk next to it.

"Happy?"

"It'll do."

"Good. Afterwards, clean up the mess and then stay out of trouble for the rest of the morning. If you last that long with no further incidents you'll get your present."

Yami nodded his head as Seto strolled away leaving the former pharaoh to eat his cereal. Once finished eating Yami was going to just leave the mess where it was but then the promise of his present returned to Yami's mind. Yami normally wouldn't trust the brunet CEO but he had been sweet last night when he pulled Yami out of the pool. Therefore Yami decided that it was probably safe to accept his gift.

With a heavy sigh, Yami reluctantly began cleaning up the food he had spilled. He could hardly believe that he, a former pharaoh, was reduced to doing work of a slave.

"This present better be worth it," Yami muttered under his breath as he rinsed off the disgusting pink bowl in the kitchen sink. Not knowing where Seto wanted the stupid bowl, Yami left it there, now finally free to continue to explore the huge mansion.

As Yami walked throughout his temporary home, his eyes kept on falling to the windows and the freedom that lay beyond them. Except for his trip to Seto's place the night before it had been so long since Yami was able to be outside to allow the bright sun to warm his body and lay on the rich green grass.

Yami pondered his situation. Yugi had said he would be allowed to go out at the Kaiba mansion since Seto's property was so big and lived away from everyone else. And Seto had said nothing either about not being allowed out so Yami figured it must be safe.

After a five-minute hike throughout the mansion, Yami finally found the sliding doors that lead to the backyard. Walking a short distance away from the mansion, Yami plopped down on the ground, laying stretched out on his back; his tail laid next to him with only the very tip of twitching in content.

A deep purr escaped Yami while he closed his eyes and settled down for a nap.

Yami winched his eyes shut as drops of water hit his closed eyelids.

'Figures', Yami angrily thought. 'I finally get settled in and it starts to rain.' That was when Yami noticed that the water was only hitting his face and no other part of his body.

Snapping his eyes open, Yami stared up into the smiling face of Mokuba who had a water gun almost as big as himself in his hands which was pointed at the former Pharaoh.

"I see you're awake," Mokuba happily grinned. "Good. That means we can play."

"Play?" Yami inquired and Mokuba pointed to something on the ground next to the half-cat human. Turning his head, Yami found the much smaller water gun laying next to him.

"Mokuba..."

"Niisama said you'd play with me! He said if you don't, you don't get your present!"

Yami growled as he silently cursed Seto's name. He was fast catching on to Seto's game plan. Use the promise of a present to get him to do anything Seto wanted. Then when the time came to get the present Seto would make up some excuse of how he wasn't good enough and won't get it.

"How do I know, I'm even getting a present?" Yami challenged. "All I have is your brother's word that it exists."

"I was there when he picked it out!" Mokuba argued.

"Were you also there when he picked out that cat bowl?"

"That was a joke! He would never seriously consider making you use it."

"Yeah right," Yami muttered under his breath so that the raven-haired kid couldn't hear him.

"What was that?"

"Nothing," Yami sighed as he sat up and picked up the water gun with one of his clawed hands.

"You do realize playing with water isn't the best way for a cat to have fun don't you? Couldn't we go inside and play video games or something? You love video games."

"You'd just beat me and that's no fun. This is a game where I can actually win!"

"Game?" Yami questioned as he eyed his water gun with newfound interest. "What kind of game?"

"The game of get the other person wet!" Mokuba laughed as he sent a spray of water once more into Yami's face before darting a few meters away.

Wanting revenge, Yami jumped to his feet as water hit him in his chest soaking the front of his sleeveless t-shirt. Taking aim, Yami tried firing back at the youngster only to find that it didn't work.

"You have to fill it first!" Mokuba called, his voice filled with laugher. This time he hit Yami's hair with water, forcing the former pharaoh to wipe his dripping wet bangs from his eyes.

"Mokuba stop!" Yami yelled as his shoulder was hit. With a hiss, Yami dropped his own water gun to the ground and began running back to the Kaiba mansion to get away. After him chased Mokuba who continued spraying water at Yami's back.

Rushing towards the sliding glass door, Yami didn't realize that it was close as he madly tried to escape Mokuba. Hitting the glass head on, Yami fell backwards smacking the back of his head against the cement walkway.

"Niisama!" Was the last thing Yami heard before he blacked out.

"He's coming around," Yami heard a female voice say. Alarmed that someone else had seen him, Yami snapped opened his eyes to find the face pale skinned woman with bluish-white hair and bright blue eyes. "He has a mild concussion but that's it. Keep an eye on him for a few days and call me if he gets worst."

"Thank you doctor." As the woman stood up and moved away, Seto came into Yami's view and kneeled down next to him.

"I'm really sorry Yami," Mokuba said. Turning his head, Yami found he was laying on a couch in Seto's living room. The blue-eyed woman was standing near the coffee table as she packed up the medicine bag she brought with her. "I never met for you to get hurt."

"T's okay," Yami murmured as he re-closed his eyes wanting some more sleep.

"Stay awake Yami," Seto quietly commanded nudging Yami with his hand. Yami's eyes slid back open and he was surprised to see that the brunet was so concerned about him.

"Okay."

"Mokuba escort the doctor out."

"Sure! Come on Kisara!"

"Can she be trusted?" Yami asked referring to the doctor, once she and Mokuba had left. Vaguely she looked familiar to Yami but his pounding head kept him from thinking clearly.

"Yes. Kisara has looked after both Mokuba and I since our days at the orphanage. During our days with Gozaburo we could always count on Kisara to secretly mend our wounds without him knowing."

"She seems familiar."

"Yes, I thought so too when I met her. I guess she just has one of those faces."

"Maybe," Yami quietly murmured. "What happened anyway?"

"You were an idiot who crashed into my door. Fortunately you have such a thick head you weren't hurt very much."

"Can I have my present yet?"

"Is that all you're still thinking about?" Seto asked with surprise and Yami nodded his head. "Later…when you're feeling better."

"But I want it now. You said I could have it if I was good."

"Getting a concussion and worrying us half to death does not classify as being good."

"You were worried about me?"

"Of course not!" Seto scoffed. "I was worried that I would be sued for allowing you to die. Not to mention have a body to dispose of without anyone knowing. My influence over the city only extends so far."

"Yeah I supposed it was pretty far fetched for me to think you actually cared," Yami sarcastically replied, which Seto ignored.

"Relax for a while and try not to further kill yourself," Seto commanded as he stood up. "I'll wake you when lunch is ready."

"Thanks Kaiba," Yami whispered, closing his eyes; already drifting off to sleep.

"Get up!" a voice demanded followed by the vibrations of the couch shaking as someone kicked it.

Flickering his eyes open, Yami looked up at Seto who was holding a tray with a bowl of soup on it.

"No pink cat bowl this time?"

"It wasn't big enough," Seto replied as he placed the tray down on the coffee table that was in front of the couch. "How are you feeling now?"

"Fine until you started kicking the couch. Now I have a headache."

"My hands were full. I had to wake you up somehow."

As Yami sat up so he could eat, Seto sat down next to him. "Honestly, I'm amazed that you actually made me something this time."

"I'm trying not to get sued remember," Seto replied with a small smile on his face.

"Of course."

While Yami ate, Seto silently sat next to him; keeping his eyes trained on the half-cat looking for any signs of illness. Although Seto did not want to admit it, he had been greatly concerned when he had heard Mokuba yelling his name a few hours ago. The last thing he expected when he agreed to watch Yami was for something to happen to him.

"Can I have my present now?" Yami asked once he had finished the soup. "I feel fine except for a slight headache."

"I guess so," Seto replied as he stood up and left the room to retrieve the gift. A few minutes later the CEO returned, holding something behind his back. "Close your eyes," the brunet commanded.

Yami did what he was told and he felt the couch sink next to him as Seto sat back down. Yami tensed when he felt Seto's hands touch his neck as the brunet undid the thick leather collar he always wore. "Seto…" Yami questioned as a new collar was slipped around his neck, this one much skinner then the last one. "You didn't buy me a cat collar did you?"

"You've never called me Seto before," the brunet replied, ignoring the question. The CEO finished clasping the collar shut; he then removed his hands from Yami's neck and sat back. "You can open your eyes now."

"Why do I get the feeling I'm going to hate this present?" Yami sighed as he raised a hand to touch the collar that was now around his neck only to get it slapped away by one of Seto's hands.

"Since you're feeling better get your lazy ass off my couch and go look for yourself."

"Yes Master," Yami dryly replied as he stood and began walking to the hallway where he knew there was a full-length mirror. To his annoyance he heard a jingling sound as he walked.

"Master…I like that!"

"You would," Yami muttered reaching the mirror. Looking at his reflection, Yami narrowed his eyes when he saw the small leather collar with ruby hearts that were located all around it. The jewels matched his eyes nicely and he really wouldn't mind the collar if it hadn't been for the annoying bell that Seto insisted on attaching to it.

"You're the one who wanted your present right away," Seto laughed from where he stood in the doorway, which attached to the living room. Wanting to see Yami's reaction the brunet had followed him.

"Gee…thanks for the thoughtfulness."

Seto's laugher continued to echo throughout the mansion while Yami shoved passed him to get back into the living room. "Would you shut up, I need some sleep!" Yami snapped. Flopping down on his stomach, Yami buried his head under a pillow; trying to muffle out the sound of Seto's laughter.

"Fine. I'll be back later to make sure you're okay and haven't died yet."

"Bring something for my head?" Yami begged as he removed the pillow and looked at Seto's retreating back.

"Alright. I'll find something and bring it back to you before you fall asleep."

Yami closed his eyes while waiting for Seto to return. Vaguely he was aware when Seto returned with pills and water for him, which Yami quickly took before allowing the darkness to consume him once again.