A/N - As always thank you very much everyone for the reviews. I forgot to mention last time that I've never been to Japan (but do want to go someplace) so some of the places visited may not be 100 accuate.

Hell's Sorrow - so sorry for forgetting your name last time; I'm horrible with names and don't have much access to the internet at the moment. Ususally I'm on in the middle of the night when I'm dead tired. If you haven't already discovered it, the DQ timeline was posted in my LJ, which can be found in my ffnet bio. It's the entry on Aug 12th.

"Isis…how long does it take to fall for a guy?"

A small laugh came from the other end of the phone. "You're asking me that? You know I'm married to my work and have no time for guys."

Yami gave a small sigh. It was nine o'clock in the morning and he was bored waiting around for Seto to call. Out of that boredom he had begun thinking about his relationship with the handsome brunet. Things were moving fast and he was falling quickly, which scared him a little. Needing advice he had called Isis. "Well it's not like I can ask Malik, since he would have no clue and Mana would still be at work right now."

"Just tell me what is bothering you Yami."

"I'm surprised Malik wasn't spreading the news," he grumbled.

Isis laughed. "My little brother is too preoccupied with Mahaado."

Yami rolled his eyes; it figured. "I met this guy. We spent the entire day together yesterday and he's picking me up again in four hours to take me to the beach."

"So what's the problem? It's good that you're getting out and meeting new people, especially a guy."

"Don't you think this is all…fast?" Yami bit his lip as he waited for Isis' reply.

"Yes it does seem fast…" she finally replied after thinking about it for a few minutes. "Are you sure he's not a crazy stalker or something after your money?"

"No," Yami said with a small shake of his head even though Isis couldn't see him. "He's rich; the CEO of some big corporation here. He took me on his blimp yesterday."

"Then what is your problem?" Isis yelled. Yami had to move the phone away from his ear so that he wouldn't go deaf. "You met a nice guy who's not after your money or fame. I'll call Mahaado and have him arrange a ceremony up in Canada. Moneybags can fly you both there so you two can get married."

"Now you're sounding like Malik."

"Don't insult me."

"It's true!" Yami protested. "He thinks the same way."

"Imagine that! My brother actually has some brain cells!" Although Isis and Malik were close that didn't stop minor sibling squabbles. Yami guessed that Malik was probably annoying her a lot lately with his whining of how Mahaado hated him. "Be glad you're an only child, Yami."

'Am I?' Yami silently wondered, thinking once again of that Yugi person. Everyone was telling him how much they looked alike and shared the same name; but he knew that they had to be around the same age if Seto went to school with him.

"Yami? Yami you there?"

"Sorry Isis." Yami shook his head to clear his thoughts.

"Thinking about that guy again?" she playfully teased.

"…yeah…" Yami lied. For years he had told everything to his three closest friends; but for some reason, which he couldn't explain, he didn't want to tell them about some relation he possibly had with a Japanese family who shared his name.

"Follow your heart. It's time that you found happiness. Don't worry about your career."

Yami paled; he had forgotten about his career. He had been holding Seto's hand all day yesterday in many tourist areas. Seto was an important person in Japan and more than likely dealt with just as much paparazzi as the famous actor. Any number of people could have already taken photos of them and were currently getting them published.

Isis seemed to sense his worries. "Turn off your brain Yami. People on vacation are not going to bother noticing you, they're too busy having fun of their own."

"But what happens if people do find out?"

"Worst case scenario is Hollywood shuns you, forcing you to move in with your rich boyfriend and Malik gets to move back in with me once you lose your home in LA from being broke."

"Isis!"

"Hey I'm the one who should be upset. When Malik stumbles home at 4am he's not quiet about it."

That brought a much-needed smile to Yami's face. "Yeah I know," he laughed, remembering what it was like having Malik as a roommate. On more than one occasion Malik had brought the party back home with him once the club was closed. Yami was never pleased upon being woken up during the early hours of the morning to find twenty or more strangers in his home.

"Ugh, remember that time he met those Chinese tourists?"

"Oh yeah!" Yami laughed. "After those two weeks I was beginning to think they wanted to make him an honorary citizen of China."

"Easy for you to laugh, Malik tried setting me up with one of the guys!"

A few years ago Malik had come across a group of seven student tourists from China, none of which could speak a world of English. The group had been robbed, losing all of their money and had been kicked out of their hotel, so Malik had invited them stay at Yami's place for the rest of their trip. Malik had also taken upon himself to be their personal tour guide for the rest of the two weeks they were in the country. Each night they had ended up visiting one of Malik's favorite clubs and arrived back home hours later completely smashed.

"Isis, I should go," Yami said when his laughter subsided. "Seto showed up early yesterday and I'm hoping he'll do the same today so want to start getting ready."

"That's fine, all this talk about Malik makes me want to call him and chew him out."

Yami laughed again before hanging up the phone. It was time to get ready for Seto.

Noon came and went without any phone call from Seto. Yami was beginning to get discouraged when finally there was a knock at his hotel door. Scurrying over to the door, Yami flung it open to find a bouquet of a dozen red roses.

Smiling delightfully, Yami grabbed the flowers, which in turn revealed Seto's face. Yami turned his back to the brunet as he went to find something to put the roses in. "You're late."

"I'm sorry," the CEO replied as he followed Yami into the hotel room and closed the door behind him. "I had to visit Mokuba's principal. The little rugrat decided to hold a hostile takeover of his class after not liking what the substitute teacher assigned to his history class."

"You could have called," Yami pointed out in a quiet voice as he fiddled with the roses he was putting into a vase he found.

"I know but I wanted to surprise you."

Yami finally turned around and gave Seto a small smile. He tried but he couldn't stay mad at the sexy brunet. "It's alright. I'd appreciate a call next time though if you're going to be late."

"I'll remember that," Seto replied returning the smile. "We should get going, I'm starving."

"Are we taking the blimp again?" Yami excitedly asked; he liked the blimp.

Seto shook his head. "Too slow. The place starts filling up once the kids get out of school in the afternoon. It won't take long to get there and they have places there where we can eat."

"Oh does that mean the beach is nearby?" Yami curiously asked. He had tried looking up beaches in Domino last night on his laptop but all the sites he had come across were in Japanese. He figured that Seto was going to take him someplace special.

"You'll see."

"An office building?" Yami asked in confusion ten minutes later as the limo pulled up in front of a large building that said KC on it. "I thought we were going to the beach."

"We are. Our ride is here though."

Yami's eyes lit up as he thought it over. "That must mean we're taking your helicopter!"

Seto shook his head from where he was seated next to the actor and Yami pouted in disappointment. "Too slow."

Yami raised an eyebrow. "Just where are we going anyway? We're already on the coast."

"We're going to Miyazaki," Seto replied as if that explained everything but he only succeeded in confusing Yami further.

"Where?"

"Miyazaki," the brunet repeated. "It's a city down in the southeastern tip of the country."

"Why are we going to a beach so far away? Surely there are places closer to here we could go."

"Trust me, that is the best place to go."

Yami smiled as the limo came to a halt. The pair quickly exited the limo; Seto first so he could lead Yami. Tightly grasping Yami's hand, Seto led him inside the building and over to the elevators.

"This the Kaiba Corporation headquarters where I work," he explained as the doors dinged close behind them. Seto pressed the button for the roof and the elevator quickly begun to rise.

"You shouldn't have told me that. I may get bored one day, decide to pop in for a visit and disturb your work," Yami teased. He was glad there was no annoying elevator music to distract them from talking. Yami's favorite pastime was currently chatting casually with Seto.

"You can come by anytime," Seto replied with a small smile upon his face. "An interruption by you will be rather enjoyable."

Yami grinned brightly as the elevator stopped; the doors slid open to reveal the top of the roof. "A dragon!" he said in surprise seeing the sleek blue jet that was made in the shape of a flying dragon.

"Dragons are a hobby of mine," Seto explained as they walked towards the plane. Yami was a step ahead of Seto, wanting to get a better look at the jet. "So I had a jet personally designed to look like one."

"We're flying in this thing?" Yami asked in wonderment, turning his head around to look back at Seto. The brunet smiled and nodded his head.

"I told you, I'm hungry and this is the fastest way to get to Miyazaki."

Seto helped boost Yami up into the low cockpit; his hand lingered on Yami's ass longer then necessary. Once Yami was settled, Seto hopped in as well and sat in the seat in front of the actor.

"Hang on," Seto warned as the jet began to slowly lift off the ground; the plane vibrated and Yami grabbed onto the handles to stay still. Despite the warning, the actor wasn't prepared for what happened next. The jet took off at high speed as it zoomed away from the building; the force of it knocked Yami back into his seat.

A triumphant smirk appeared on Seto's face as he glanced back at the American. "I told you to hang on."

In no time at all the jet arrived at Miyazaki. Unfortunately the sky was overcast with signs of a storm brewing and the water in the ocean was far too rough for swimming.

"It does look nice," Yami admitted as they flew over the area. After he had gotten use to the motions of the jet he had begun enjoying the ride. "Too bad we picked the wrong day to come."

"Don't get so discouraged," Seto replied leaving Yami to wonder what was going on. There was no way they could go to the beach with the weather so rotten.

The CEO skillfully landed the jet at a private airfield where another limo was waiting to pick them up. Yami settled onto the plush leather seat and wondered if Seto always traveled like this, flying somewhere, having a limo ready at the destination to pick him up, or if he was still trying to impress the actor. Yami had a feeling it was the former.

"So where are we going if we're not going to the beach?" Yami asked. His fingers fiddled with the strap of the bag that was sitting on his lap. The bag was filled with things like a swimming suit, a towel, sandals, sunscreen and sunglasses. Seto as well had a bag similar to Yami's that was seated on the limo floor.

"We're going there," Seto replied pointing out the window towards a large dome down the street.

"A football stadium?"

Seto smirked. "That's Ocean Dome," he explained with a laugh. "It's the best beach in the world."

"That's a beach?" Yami asked not believing him. The dome was miles from the coast.

"Trust me."

Seto was right. It really was the best beach Yami had ever seen. The white sand sparkled everywhere and waves of the fresh water that bounced against the edge where the water and sand met; murals were on all the walls making it look like a person was at an actual beach that extended for miles and fake palm trees added to the feel that it was a tropical paradise.

After eating at one of the many restaurants inside Ocean Dome, Seto and Yami changed into their swimsuits; Yami wearing red and gold while Seto wore blue and white. Together they walked hand in hand along the shoreline.

"This isn't sand," Yami declared with a confused frown upon his face. The sand wasn't sticking to his feet like normal.

"It's a specially designed sand that doesn't stick and doesn't burn the bottom of your feet," Seto explained as they continued their walk. "The developers spared no expense creating this place."

"But I thought I saw a real beach only a few miles away."

"There is but when you add up all the times you can actually use an outdoor beach it was more economical to create an indoor one."

Yami frowned again. "But don't people miss the sun?"

Seto pointed to the domed roof. "It's retractable. On warm, sunny days it's open while on bad days like today it's closed. Everything here you can experience at a normal beach. Computers control the water, so it can go from calm to rough in a matter of moments; you should see some of the surfing contests they have here."

Yami laughed and shook his head. "This place truly is amazing. Thank you for bringing me here."

"It was my pleasure," Seto replied, lightly squeezing Yami's hand.

As they continued along the beach, a loud rumbling noise began and Yami jumped with surprise. At first he thought it was the storm outside but he quickly released that there was no way a bang that loud could have come from outside. "What was that?" he finally asked Seto as the rumbling continued.

Seto pointed to where a replica of a volcano was erupting with fake smoke pouring from the top of it. "It erupts every hour."

"Boy they really did think of everything here," Yami replied as the rumbling began quieting down. "It's like we're in another world."

Seto smiled. "That's the idea; now you're getting it."

Reaching the end of the dome, Yami couldn't help himself and waded into the warm water. Small gentle waves crashed against his body and Seto, who had followed him, pressed up against his back, wrapping his arms around Yami's waist as the waves rocked them.

"Do you come here often?" Yami asked, resting the back of his head against Seto's chest.

Seto absentmindedly nodded his head. "Mokuba likes it here so I bring him whenever possible."

"Oh? Will he be mad you went without him?"

"I told him it was part of his punishment for getting in trouble today at school."

Yami laughed. "Does he get in trouble often?"

"Mokuba's smart so he gets bored very easily." A proud smile formed on Seto's face. "Unfortunately with the way our school system is he can't skip grades and I can't pull him out to have him privately tutored. He's basically stuck until he graduates high school. I was the same way when I was his age."

Yami turned around in Seto's arms so he could look up at the brunet. "I bet you were," he said with a smile on his face.

"What were you like when you were younger?"

Yami paused for a moment as he looked down and stared at Seto's chest. "Quiet…" he finally replied. "When I was younger my only friend was a girl named Mana-"

"Ah, the girl you're currently dating," Seto interrupted with a smirk upon his face.

Yami gave him a look.

"I looked you up on the Internet after we met," he explained with a small shrug of his shoulders.

"Yes, that's her," Yami confirmed before continuing with his story. "Our parents were best friends so we played together a lot even though we were the complete opposite with her being on a natural 24/7 Pixie Stix high. It worked out though because she would always declare she had enough spunk for both of us.

"When I was ten Malik and Isis moved next door; they were from Egypt and needed to relocate after the death of their mother. Malik and I weren't really close then despite being the same age; he had yet to develop his girly side and seemed too fake for my taste. Isis studied at lot but she knew a lot about Egypt and would tell me all kinds of stories. We quickly became friends and she was the first person I came out to, as she's four years older then me and I figured she could offer advice that Mana couldn't. That's pretty much it for me."

Seto squeezed Yami, hugging him tighter as the waves continued to crash against them. Quickly he brought their lips together for a desired kiss.

Seto had also been right about the place filling up once the kiddies got out of school. Later in the afternoon, the place was slowly being filled up with teenagers and families. The surf began picking up as well for the older crowd.

During that time, Yami and Seto decided it was best to leave and head back to Domino for an early dinner. Yami had liked it at Ocean Dome so Seto promised to take him back there before he left the country.

"You know, I was thinking," Seto said over a candlelit dinner that night. "Mokuba and I had plans for going away to our beach house this weekend and we'd love it if you came with us."

Yami's eyes lit up. "Really? I don't want to impose."

"You won't be imposing," Seto replied with a shake of his head. "The place is huge and Mokuba wants to meet you."

A huge grin appeared on Yami's face, which made Seto's heart soar; he liked it when Yami smiled. "Thank you, I'd love to go."

"Good," Seto replied with a smile of his own that matched Yami's grin. "We're leaving at 1pm. Mokuba has half days of school on Saturday so we can't leave until after his morning classes. I also need to get some work done so I'll pick you up at your hotel shortly before 1pm."

"I'll be waiting."