((Thank you to those who have, and are starting to show interest in this Fic! Enjoy! Please Read and Review. I've put a lot of work and thought into this chapter. I'm doing my best to keep you on your toes. The third year is going to be fewer chapters than the second year. I expect probably 2 or 3 chapters. Don't cross your fingers though, because the more I think into it the longer this story gets. I hope this chapter meets or exceeds your expectations. I had fun with this chapter. Just as much fun as I've had with the rest of this Fic! Back from vacation, now I'll have to deal with work. Sorry this is just one of those inbetween chapters. I couldn't place it with the wedding because trust me it needs its own chapter.))

Yuugi with a bag slung over his shoulder, had his hand on the handle of the hotel room, his eyes fixed on Samantha's. "I've got a couple steps I've got to retrace before I go back to America."

Samantha stood up from her seat at the dinning room table. "I can go with you if you like." She remembered when they first came to Japan how sick it had made him, and now he was willing to stand on his own. She smiled more inwardly than out.

"It is a private walk..." Yuugi smiled. No one knew about his and Yami's little apartment. His mind tugged thoughtfully into the bag on his bag. He had a picture from America he wanted to put on the wall. He hoped when Yami came back he'd have pictures to add as well. "To a private place."

Samantha nodded. "I think I myself will go out to one of the bars." She chuckled. "Maybe I'll bring someone nice home." She paused. "Maybe I'll get lucky and she'll speak American."

Yuugi smiled. He was pleased that Samantha had gotten over her shyness of being in another country. "Alright then. I will return tomorrow morning. Call if you need anything."

Samantha nodded, and in seconds Yuugi was out the door. The moment he exited the entrance of the suite the desk clerk called Kaiba. "Yes, Sir. Just left the building."

Seto had, had Yuugi followed ever since he had arrived back in Japan. He still wondered what Yuugi had done with himself before he left for America, and what could have set the ball in motion to his depression before he left. Thus by following him hoped to get a few shreds of light towards unraveling the mystery. Also it helped knowing where Yuugi was going so that he could keep his friends away form being in the same area. It was a very strenuous job, but then again being a CEO and planning a wedding was strenuous as well so he could deal with the stress. Thankfully, and unthankfully thus far aside from tournaments and the suite Yuugi had gone to a near by coffee shop, and to visit his grandpa.

Yuugi didn't know how long it had taken him as he entered the door to his and Yami's favorite coffee shop. New and old faces greeted him. The older ones already had the coffee waiting for him by the time he made it to the counter. He smiled, and placed the money on the counter; he was a larger tipper. He then exited the shop leaving a few heartbreaks behind as the older ones told the newer ones he was off limits; that his heart belong to another spiky haired male.

It was by this time that Seto had caught up with him. This time he was following him, himself because he was proving to go somewhere new. He didn't want this messed up, it could be important. Once he saw Yuugi go into the ally way, he exited his limo and shut off his cell phone. He told the driver to call Jou and tell him not to worry he was with Yuugi.

Yuugi was unaware that he was being followed. When he reached the set of apartments he paused momentarily to have a good look around. He had missed this place, probably more so than all the other places that meant something to him and Yami. He threw the empty coffee cup into the garbage can near the office, which at 9 pm it should be. He checked the tenant roster, and then went to what he consider home.

Seto paused at the office only long enough to take in the name, and memorize it. Then his eyes followed the path of Yuugi's, and which door he went to. He was going to give Yuugi enough time to settle before he went and knocked. If Yuugi had the suite why did he need to rent an apartment?

Yuugi flipped on the light, went into the kitchen, and sat his bag down. Yuugi jumped startled as someone knocked on the door. He tried to ignore it, but it persisted. Who the hell? Maybe it is an old neighbor that saw me return. No the roster showed new tenants around me.

Yuugi flipped on the porch light, no use standing in the dark. Opening the door, he was rather surprised to see Seto. "Seto." He murmured. He opened the door further, and Seto stepped in. Once in Yuugi closed the door and locked it. Turned off the porch light. . "But how?"

"I followed you." Seto took in the furnished apartment. It looked that it had been occupied previous to his return. It was clean, with furniture. Walls covered with pictures. This was just the living room that he could take in from the hall. "How long have you had this place?" His voice was rather shocked, but casual at try.

Yuugi sighed, rather angry that his and Yami's secret wasn't as secret anymore. "A year before we left for Egypt. It isn't rented it is deeded. No one in the complex besides her and us know though. Since I've been in America the land lady has been kind enough to keep it clean for me." He walked into the kitchen. "You better not go and tell anyone else." He hissed.

Seto followed Yuugi into the kitchen. He was noticing the quick change in mood. "Secrets safe with me." He watched him unpack the bag: a couple sandwiches, a can of pop, and a picture. Boy he traveled light. However, there was no change of clothes. "Staying overnight?" Trying to make small talk.

Yuugi put the sandwiches and pop in the fridge. "I had planned on it." He turned to face Seto, brushing a bang from his eyes he sighed. "I'm sorry for my temper." He didn't want to do a 180 on his improvement since he had left and come back. "Thank you by the way for the way you arranged the tournament."

Seto gave him a curious expression. No way he could know unless told. Yuugi smiled leaning on the counter. He figured he would put Seto at ease. "I figured it out on my own."

Seto nodded. "Good I'd hate to have to sue someone. I already threatened Jou if he had followed me when I had delivered the invitation." He gave a light laugh.

"I'll be at your wedding." Yuugi took the picture, and then reached in a near by drawer for a hammer and nail. "You can follow me if you like. No use hollering across the small apartment." He laughed, and headed for the bedroom.

"That will please Jou." Seto smiled, and followed Yuugi. He quickly understood why Yuugi had said small. "I think you could whisper and hear into the next room."

Yuugi began to hand the picture. "Actually we tested that theory. The walls and doors are thicker than they look." Yuugi blushed. "It took Yami with full vocals for me to hear him while I was in the kitchen. That and the neighbors never complain." He paused, even redder. "We never herd them either. Maybe they just never did anything. Not that we intently hoped for action. It just seems strange never to hear anything." Picture hung he stood back to make sure it was straight.

"I won't ask what Yami was doing while you were in the kitchen." Seto paused, and gave a nervous laugh just about the same color as Yuugi. "Not that I cannot guess." He cleared at his throat. It was time for a change of topic before they hit on the topic of him and Jou. "What is with all the pictures?" He was starting to take in each individual picture, realizing how many there was.

Yuugi laughed. "They are of all the things we've done since we've been together." He sighed as he stopped laughing. "With us being apart there won't be many pictures to add. Life is so empty without the other."

Seto looked at the latest picture added. It was a picture of Yuugi in America with Samantha and someone he guessed was from the university. "Who's this?" He pointed to the boy.

"That is James." Yuugi smiled. "The first person I dueled in America. He is also one of the top 10 at the Texas Academy."

Seto returned to the topic of souls. "Two halves of one soul forced into being separated." He paused. "I can understand what you mean about being empty without the other."

Yuugi frowned, hoping Seto wasn't going into that comfort mode. "How could you understand?"

Seto indulged Yuugi about the whole Jou and Anzu too do, and the daughter that was now in the picture. He felt comfortable enough to share with Yuugi, since Yuugi was also sharing secrets.

"I cannot believe Anzu did that." Yuugi sighed, and sat on the bed. "I thought better of her, especially after all those speeches." He rolled his eyes laying back. "Then again I guess since she couldn't have me or Yami she had to try and have somebody by any means necessary."

Seto sat on the bed next to Yuugi. "Funny, I said those words to her." He paused. "That I expected better of her." They both laughed. "Not only will it please Jou that you will show up for the wedding, but it will please Honda, and Mokoba as well. You are well missed."

Yuugi nodded his head. "I'm only staying for the wedding."

"I know." Seto smiled. "You will keep in touch this time I hope."

Yuugi again nodded his head. "I promised my grandpa I would keep in contact." He smiled. "He's one step ahead of you." They both laughed.

The two continued to chat till about midnight. Yuugi handed Seto some blankets and a pillow, and he slept on the sofa. Yuugi slept in his and Yami's bed. The next morning Yuugi talked with the landlady, another set of cash was exchanged to look over the place for another year. At the coffee shop the two parted ways.