a/n- just a refresher on the italics- seto's thoughts are in bold italics, ryou's are in underlined italics, and if they are bothing thinking the same thing, it's a combination of all three.. hee hee, thats funny cause those colors remind me of italy, and so does the word 'italics' ll, i'm so random... anywhack, this chappy kinda jumps from seto to ryou and back a lot. sorry if it confuses a bit, but i think it's pretty easy to follow.

oh and incase there are black italcs out side of dilogue, that is that persons thoughts, i.e. joey thinks that he likes food so it would be i like food. with no special colors. not that that matters, i'm just saying incase i decide to add other people's thoughts. any ways onto ...

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Seto turned onto his back and let his eyelids open. "I guess I should go inside... "

Minutes later, he was sitting at the small desk in his suite with paper and a pen in front of him.

"To Ryou:" he began. sounds too formal. scratch

"to my ryou..." better, definetly better.

he sighed. "let me be completely honest... " maybe he'll listen. "i like you. i like you alot." god, that makes me sound like such a wuss...he laughed to himself...oh well. he felt oddly okay with bwing himself in the letter. "i normally dont let anyone see past the trenchcoat(so to speak) " he laughed to himself. "but with you i just feel..different. in a good way, mind you." He didn't capitolize he sentences, like he usually had to. he's going to see the real me. not so formal... not so...stuffy. He put in witty little quirks that would make any CEO he was writing to screw up their face and throw the letter away, thinking it was some sort of gimmick.

he continued writing, letting his thoughts flow through his pen and out onto the paper. he let out his darkest secrets and favorite memories. From time to time he would glance up at the clock. "omygod its 12:39..." He finished his thoughts hurriedly, and tried to think of how to close the note... finally he settled on a simple, "love, Seto." He made a few clean folds, and stuffed it into the pocket of his trench coat, which was hanging on the chair in which he sat. He picked the coat up, pushed his arms through the sleeves and stood up.

He strode over to the mirror and looked at himself critically, "I swear, Kaiba, you're going to look 40 by the time you hit 25." and grabbed his bottle of cologne.

Ryou blinked into the rain and turned to face the doors againI wonder what time it is... and stepped inside. He glanced over towards the boy's room door, to see it slightly cracked and no light coming from it. "Good," he whispered. "They're asleep." He glanced over to the clock on the mantle piece, "12:42? ACKKKK!" He glanced over to the mirror and shook his hair out a little. "Good enough" he said with a smile and walked quietly out the door.

The only sounds in the suite were the air conditioning kicking on, and the rain outside on the patio. Kaiba paced nervously while keeping his eyes practically glued to the clock. maybe he isn't coming? he shook his head. "have faith, kaibs. For one time in your life, have faith. He'll come." he slowly reassured himself, while still staring at the clock. He sat on the foot of the bed and let his head fall into his hands. He took a deep breath and glanced up through his fingers.

Why is this damn elevator taking so long! Its only 6 floors up! Ryou paced in the elevator, holding the flower he had grabbed from the vase in their room. He looked at his watch, "12:45 exactly!" He began to panic... "I hope he doesn't get mad... "He huing his head as he heard another 'beep.'

oh god. i'm hereHe stepped out onto the carpet of the hall way and glanced around. shit! what the hell is mokuba doing out of his room?

Mokuba staggered around and seemed to be mumbling as he did. "...pancakes. mnmnmn syrup...nughhhhhhh pass the milk, seto... myahnnnnnnnnn" Ryou stifled a giggle and took Mokuba by the hand.

"The table is this way, Mokuba." He decided to play along with his dream and giggled.

"nyah? okay Seto." Mokuba grinned in his sleepy state and swaggered back to his bed and fell onto it. "mghhhhh... sleep..."

"Okay Mokuba, go to sleep."

"Night mghgghhhh..."

"G'night."

that was interesting. Now which one of these rooms is Seto's again?He glanced at his watch as it turned from 12:47 to 12:48.

"ACK! I HOPE HE DOESN'T THINK I DECIDED NOT TO COME!"

12:48...He's not coming... and with that, Seto, began to cry, very softly. As he shifted, something rubbed against his leg through the fabric of his pocket. When he pulled it out, he realized it was the fortune from Nanae's. He uncrumpled it and read the words once over again. He lifted his head and stared at the door in front of him.

...Love is right in front of you...

He kept staring at the door. ...right in front of you...

And right as he fell back on the bed with tears welling up in his eyes, there it was; the knock.

I'm dreaming, I swear...I have to be dreaming.

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yay! chapter seven! Thank you again for the reviews and sorry this is another sorta short chapter tho its not as bad as chappy 5. . But, despite the length, I hope you still like it! Please r&r! (Thankies;;) i lub you all! emily

p.s. chap 8 might take a while, we just got new virus protection, so my net will be down for a bit, so, I apologize in advance for the lack of updatedness.

also, i think i might take a short break from darling ryou and kaiba and do a quicky fic on dragon rider(a book) or on spirited away or kiki's deliv. service. just so i dont end up getting bored with the story and go and mess it up. i love you all!