a/n, hello, tis me again! I fixed the problem with the italics colors (if you are just joining us in the story, there were a few problems with whose thoughts were whose so i had to go fix& re-upload everything. ), so now seto's thoughts are in bold italcs and ryou's are in underlined italics. when they're both thinking something, it's a combination of all 3. yay! enjoy (thanks to chance illuser, for telling me;; and i'm so glad you like it! p.s. i'm so sorry if i messed up your penname! if you can't tell by now, i'm a complete doofus . i heart you! )

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"Hi."

Ryou's eyes grew in shock. oh, my, god. Ryou, this is... wow.

"Uhm Is... is... Seto Kaiba in there?"

The man burst out in a hearty laugh. "Seto Kaiba? Here?" and the laughing continued. "Sorry kid, wrong room!"

The door shut in his face.

"Oh my GOD!" He turned to face the wall, and hit it. He knocked his forehead against it twice and looked again at the envelope.

"1726? I swear I'm fucking dyslexic!" He bolted down the hall the same way he had come earlier.

Seto's cries grew quieter as he drifted into a light sleep. He's not coming.

Ryou put his hand on the walland let his head fall as he gasped for air and looked at his watch. "godfreaking Bakura it's 1:07!" He lifted his hand and held his forehead. "Maybe I should just leave."

"No, I'd... I'd like it if you stayed."

At that moment, Bakura stopped breathing altogether. "W-What?"

A meek sounding Seto Kaiba answered, "I'd... I'd like it if you stayed."

Ryou whirled around. He stood, rooted to the spot and looked at Kaiba. He looked different. His head was hung and his hair covered his eyes. His shoulders were hunched forward and he was fidgeting with his hands.

"Set- erm, Kaiba?"

"You can call me Seto, it's okay."

"I thought only Mokuba called you Seto..."

"Yeah, he calls me Seto, but, I'd like it if you called me Seto." his voice was shaky yet still deep. "Please?" He lifted his head a little so he could look Bakura in the eyes.

Ryou studied his faceHe's been crying. OH GOD! I hope not because of me! He traced the trails of Seto's tears with his eyes and looked at his slightly bloodshot eyes. They locked gazes again, but Kaiba turned his head away.

"You've been... been... crying..." Ryou took a step towards Kaiba and looked up under his hair, bringing Seto's gaze up with his own. "Why?" I just want to hug him! He looks so sad and so lost! almost... alone. I'm here, Seto... I'm here.

Seto looked away again, trying not to cry again. the way he looks at me, it feels like... it feels like he almost.. actually... don't kid yourself Kaiba, he doesn't care. You're just being dumb again. Oh give it up! He argued with himself in his mind. Trust someone for once, take a damned chance for crying out loud.

"I'm just tired, my eyes look like I've been crying when I'm tired." He straightened his shoulders and took his normal stance.

he's back to his normal self, Ryou sighed"O-Oh... ohkay." He agreed although they both knew it was a flat-out lie.

"Do you just want to stand there, or do you want to come in?" Kaiba said this somewhat harshly, which shocked Bakura, as well as himself. Why can't you be nice to some one you stupid twit! "Er..sorry. I meant would you like to come in?" He softened again and led Ryou in.

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"Your room is so big!"

"It's a suite, actually. I don't see why I can't get a normal room, like everyone else, but my secretary always books suites for me. D'you want something to drink?" Seto was standing at the minibar with the refidgerator door hanging open and a sprite in his hand.

"You have a secretary! Wow..."

"Yup." He looked at Bakura and studied him for a minute, then asked him again, if he wanted a drink. "I have soda, water, wine though we really shouldn't... but hey, it's cool if you want some." He laughed to himself. See, being nice to people isn't that bad...

"A sprite's okay with me I guess, we'll save the wine for later tee hee..." OHMYGOD I DID NOT JUST SAY THAT!

Seto didn't seem to notice his comment about the wine, and handed him a sprite. "Sprite it is then." He smiled and pulled off his trenchcoat. "This thing always gets so hot." he threw it on the back of the chair and walked towards the sliding doors.

Everything was silent except for the occasional sip of soda, and the rain splashing on the patio.

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kay, i fixed the deal with the italics and such.,. enjoy! thanks again, chance, for telling me about that! I had previewed it, but i had only gotten to chappy two, where they didn't have seperate colors for their thoughts yet. Thanks again!

enjoyses!

and thank you to my other reviewers as well! i love you all!