Disclaimer- I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh. If I did then…well…little kids would not be seeing it in America.

Me- I lived up to my promise! Kind of!

I- How is that kind of?

Me- Well it is close to Christmas break…

Myself- At least it wasn't as long as the last update took.

Me- Hey! I had lots of college stuff to do! Apps and getting my evil, stupid guidance office to send out my transcripts! I was going to cry!

Myself- Still no excuse.

Me- But then again after this chapter don't expect any for like this week. I have this finals/mid-terms. T-T I am soo going to fail my AP Chem mid-term.

I- Well why not get along with this chapter and then you will feel better.

Me- ::sniff sniff:: I hope so, onto the fic!

Souls and Hearts

Chap 7- Council Meeting Arrangement

"Isis! Hand over the phone!" Malik whined as he jumped up attempting to get the phone out of his sister's hand.

"Not until you ask politely." Isis reprimanded stretching her hand higher up.

"God dammit hand over the fucking phone!" Malik screamed snatching the phone on his final jump.

"Oh that was polite!" Isis yelled hitting him over the head with a frying pan. When she had the chance to get that Malik would always wonder about.

"It is in hell!" Malik yelled back holding his poor abused head.

"Can you two please stop! I need to speak with Malik!" Yami's muffled yell was heard from the receiver.

"Sorry about that, I have a particularly stubborn sister." Malik stuck his tongue out at Isis.

"Well excuse me for trying to teach you manners!"

"But I don't want-" Yami heard a high pitched girlish scream and a loud crash, followed by a groan of pain.

"Malik?" Yami asked only in slight concern.

"Sorry Yami, Malik cannot come to the phone right now but I'll give him a message." Isis answered.

"Just tell him to meet me at Yugi's house with Marik at one tomorrow."

"Ok will do." Isis said cheerfully hanging up the phone.

"Isis I hate you." Malik groaned.

"And what ever am I suppose to do with you?" Isis sighed looking upon her handy work. Malik was stomach first laying on the ground with his head held up on his hands and a love seat on his back.

"So I Malik coming over?" Yugi asked as he bounced into the living room.

"Yes but I am not sure in how many pieces." Yami sighed thinking of who to call next.

"Got into another fight with Isis?"

"More lost another fight with Isis."

"Have you called Ryou and Bakura yet?"

"No I want to give them some time alone." Yami chuckled getting a confused look from Yugi.

"What happened there?"

"Nothing to be truly concerned about." Yami give Yugi a pat on the head walking over into the kitchen. Ryou woke up to find himself on his bed with a pack of ice on the back of his head.

"What happened?" He asked blindly hoping to turn off a light that wasn't on.

"You fainted and I carried you up here." Bakura answered, Ryou stopping in mid movement.

"What about Yami?"

"I told him to shove off." Bakura watched his language knowing Ryou would just worsen his condition with all the scolding he would be doing.

"Though I am sure you where not that nice about it." Ryou chuckled taking off the ice pack, lifting himself up to look at Bakura.

"So happy you know about your past now?" Bakura's eyes held a glare that he only saw once, and that was when he betrayed him during the duel with Yami.

"Not really." Ryou groaned hiding him blush in a pillow.

"Told you, you weren't the same back then as you are now." Bakura scoffed in a superior manner. Ryou growled sitting upright before slapping Bakura across the face.

"Don't you dare say what is good for me and what is not good for me! I wanted to find out about my past and I did." Ryou's eyes narrowed as he shouted. Bakura growled back ready to punch Ryou when he took a double take. Taking Ryou's face into his hands taking it close so they where touching nose to nose. Ryou blushed a deep red and Bakura started grinning. Ryou's eyes gained a reddish hue to them, almost a clay red.

"Maybe it was a good thing you talked to Yami." Bakura purred his eyes focusing on Ryou's lips.

"Bakura what are you thinking ab-" Bakura couldn't stand to watch those lips move anymore and decided on the best way to stop them. So he kissed him. Bakura was in pure bliss as he felt the familiar pair pressed against his own. Giving a sweet moan he deepened the kiss intent on finding out if Ryou's mouth was still the same. Ryou on the other hand was swimming around in confusion and pleasure. First Bakura was going to punch his lights out and give him a broken nose then next thing he's doing is kissing him senseless. And that mood swing came from just looking in his eyes. To confused to do much else his rested his eyes on staring at Bakura's face, almost falling out. Bakura looked happy! Not his normal psychopathic I will rule the world one day, but an actual emotional happy. Tears started to fall from Ryou's eyes as they closed and he kissed back. Jou was smiling at the ceiling in adorable content as Seth was running his fingers through his hair. Seth had run over, almost running poor Yugi over, just to apologize about Seto's behavior earlier and how ashamed he was for treating Jou like that. Jou couldn't help but laugh at the situation. Seth was the exact opposite of his counter part Seto. Well when it came to Jou anyways. Seth was always affectionate with him and never spoke ill to or about him. He was by his side anytime something bad happened giving his comfort, Seth really loved him and Jou was slowly starting to love him back. Sure Seto would always have been his first love in his heart and would always remain that way. But Seto never showed him any sort of emotion, he always sounded annoyed or angry at him but Jou could see that it was forced. He did it to get Jou off his back and out of his business. That part of Seto hurt the most. He showed Jou that he deserved nothing from him, not even annoyance.

"Seth?" Jou mumbled out nudging him in the stomach with his nose his head resting contently in Seth's lap.

"Yes?" Seth sounded almost far off, but a happy far off.

"Why does Kaiba hate me so much?" Seth snapped his head down at Jou with a shocked look in his eyes. Seto even perked up in his soul room.

'Figures those idiots would talk about me' Seto growled in his mind now paying attention to the conversation.

"He doesn't hate you. It's just…" Seth faded away thinking of how to word Seto's problem.

'That I hate him.' Seto finished off, but was not heard.

"I don't think you can call feeling nothing hate." Seth gave a sympathetic look holding Jou close. The cheery mood now dampened with depression. Seto was left in the middle of his soul room to think.

Me- ::sniff sniff:: How can I be so cruel to Jou!

Myself- If you can't I can.

I- Well it was going well and mushy, until we came to the personality deficient Seto.

Seto- I have no problems with my personality!

Me- Sure about that?

Seto- I am confident!

Myself- How many relationships have you had with a significant other?

Seto- None, I have not time for it. My company and brother come first.

Myself- Any crushes?

Seto- I have no time.

Me- Personality deficient.

Seto- I am not!

Myself- You so are.

Me- Well at least the fic opened up with a bang!

I- Yea and a lot of expletives.

Me- For some reason I always imagined Malik like that, well all the other fics I have read with him in it he is swearing up a storm.

Myself- Isis knows how to kick ass.

Me- Also sorry if the relationship between Isis and Malik are a little off. I am going by what I read in other fics and they are always fighting.

I- Well feel better now?

Me- I do but I have Chem mid-term tomorrow!

Myself- Oh well with fic did its job then.

Me- Well I shall update again after mid-term/finals week. Byes for now!