9! - A Failed Appointment

Three days after Atem's visit with Kisara Ujana.

Alright, apparently this Kisara Ujana chick was the bee's knees according to Atem. Yami's appointment was today. Pretty late following Atem's, but only because of work and operation planning with Ishizu and Yugi. But, today was the day, and he had to get it over with. Yami had never met a shrink before, and he never thought he needed to meet one until now. He wasn't really afraid or hateful of them like Yugi was. No, he just wasn't very faithful in them. Faithful was the correct term, he guessed. Yugi would have his appointment a couple weeks from now. He knew that would be a doozy for her.

But, despite all the bad things he thought of the 'doctor', he put aside all personal bias and took Atem's word for it. He said this woman was powerful, that she had a gift that could make any horrible man's knees buckle. That she could make even the most difficult brick wall of a person talk in mere minutes. That she was so sweet and inviting, so pure and nonthreatening, that she was like an angel in human skin. An angel you could reveal all secrets to, and she wouldn't judge. She wouldn't hate you, she wouldn't despise you. But she would still make you feel like you did something wrong, and that you should fix it. She would turn you upside down, and make you into a better man.

That, was maybe the most intimidating list of characteristics he's ever heard.

Despite this woman being so dangerous, Atem did tell Yami she had absolutely no bad intentions. Nothing was a double take, nothing was doubtful. Nothing was hidden, nothing was dubious. Nothing felt risky or untrustworthy with her. Nothing felt like as if she was hiding another side of her, that this was truly her. And nothing else. That she was just a very smart, kind and understanding young woman, who just wanted to make people realize their mistakes and be better humans. That she just wanted the world to be a better place.

Well she must be a damn prophet, then.

He better be impressed.

Nothing about her office changed much. Except for the fact that the large glass dome she had was completely gone. It was just a big empty room with a couple chairs, a sofa, her desk and her personal items. The cameras and what not were still visibly here. Probably didn't move them just in case things went south. Atem did tell him that she did say she would get rid of the glass so that she could feel closer to her patients. How curious.

Yami closed the white door behind him and stepped over to the sofa in front of her large black desk. He wrapped his jacket around it from the back of the furniture, and stepped around it to sit down. Once he set himself down, he saw she wasn't in the room. Odd.

His eyes instantly began searching, turning blue and examining everything in sight.

He smelled sweet perfume, like cotton candy almost. He smelled make up, like lip balm or eye shadow in the room. Then, he switched the setting to infrared mode. He saw small spots of her DNA and make up smeared on her office chair. It looked fresh, so she was in the room a second ago.

Suddenly, a faint sound quickly becoming louder, of clicking heels echoed in the room. He heard the door open and shut quickly, and some panting.

He watched as the blue-eyed white haired woman quickly ran across the room towards her desk.

She held her arms up on the desk and made a large sigh of relief. She raised her hand wiped her forehead with her arm. Hmm, that's funny. She wasn't wearing what she was supposed to. People who were working in the science department of D75 always wore lab coats, which was why Ishizu and Yugi were always wearing one. A lab coat was uniform protocol on this side of the facility.

Yet, she was wearing a white kimono plunge mini dress. One that came a little above her knees with white wedged heels. And her cleavage was pretty much out there. She had once again light make up on, and looked great with or without it. Her beautiful white long hair was flowing freely. He had to admit, she was a good-looking woman.

"I'm so so sorry!" She bowed her head with one hand up as an apologetic gesture. "I was late, forgive me."

"Um," Yami blinked, his iris color returning to normal. "It's fine, really. I just got here myself."

She rushed around her desk, looking through her files and checking her laptop. She frantically got herself in order and into her seat with appropriate papers on her desk. Once she sat down, she blew air from her mouth in content. She could finally do her job.

"Okay, Mr. Sennen-O-Oh I'm sorry. Am I allowed to call you that?" She looked up from her papers with a concerned look. Yami nodded once and crossed his legs.

"It's fine."

"Okay! Mr. Sennen, let's get started shall we?" She smiled. "First off, nice to meet you. I'm Kisara Ujana." She said respectfully.

"Yami Kaiba or Sennen, as you already know, I assume." Yami replied back with a blank stare.

"Now, I'm going to ask you questions that relate to your relationship as a whole. I will ask similar questions to your partners as well." She began before crossing her legs as well and getting her pen ready to write. "My first question, just so I can get a basis of the relationship, have you ever cheated before?" She looked up from her papers and looked up at Yami with her mature sky blue eyes. Her posture and stature was calm and patient. She didn't seem in a rush or a hurry just to get these questions or this appointment over with. It was like she wanted to do this. She looked so curious and interested in what he had to say. Perhaps giving her the cold shoulder would be a bit too harsh.

"No." He simply answered.

"Have you ever wanted to?"

"No." Another simple answer. "I don't believe in cheating."

"Hm." Her hand began shaking as she started to write down his response. At least, he thought that's what she was doing. "Why's that?"

"Well, you're going to get caught eventually. And even if it is for revenge, you'll still feel dirty in the end. Even if it's not from guilt of hurting the other person. But for dirtying yourself and stooping so low. It's, just not worth it in my opinion." He answered truthfully. He then began to smile a little. "Besides, I love Atem and Yugi far too much to look at someone else the same way."

"My," She leaned her elbow on her desk and tilted her head onto her hand. "That's the same answer Mr. Cereza gave me. That truly is sweet." She looked back down at her notes. "Next question, what were you first impressions about Yugi and Atem?"

"First impressions?" Yami said aloud to make himself think. "Well, when I first met Atem, I was undressing him with my eyes."

"Oh my." The woman giggled.

"He looked beautiful to me. I guess because he looked exotic, with his skin and eyes. And then, he always looked so sad and angry at everything. I wanted to change that for some reason. He always seemed much cooler than anyone I've ever met besides my older brother, and I looked up to him." He looked down at his fore arm, trailing his tattoo with his eyes. "When I first met Yugi, I was a bit judge mental. I thought he was weird, but I pitied him because he seemed so pathetic and depressed. But the more I started to know him, the more I liked him. Then, I developed a crush on him. But, once I did, I met Atem and developed a crush for him, too. Despite how I first met them, they changed a lot. And I'm very proud of them for it. They both became more happier, and they felt more loved than they ever had before. They grew up a little, too."

Kisara put her pen down and gave him her full attention. "Why did you feel the need to make them happy so much?" She asked eagerly.

Yami then sighed, not meeting her gaze. "I think because I was sad myself." He admitted. "I have no parents. My step father was a fucking piece of shit-Er...Please excuse my language."

"No, trust me, It's fine. That man deserved all the insults in the world for what he did to you, Mr. Sennen." She gestured for him to continue. "Please, go on." She gently urged with a kind smile.

It was welcoming, and Yami didn't mind it. "Well, I had no one. I was growing apart from my brothers, and I didn't have many friends. Not genuine friends anyway besides one that I still have a close connection with. I was sad and alone. And I was angry for it. I was angry at my brother, I was angry at my step father...So if I couldn't be happy, I might as well make others happy." He sighed hopelessly. "That probably doesn't make any sense."

The blue-eye albino woman just shook her head. "No, it's very kind. I had a feeling that was it." She looked back down at her papers and grasped her writing utensil again. "Are you happy with how they are now?"

"Oh yes. Very very happy. They're happier than they've ever been, and I'm so grateful they are." He smiled to himself. "It makes being with them so much better. We barely argue, and when we do, it's over with very shortly. Even though Yugi and I work a lot, we're so great when we're together. It's amazing."

"That's great!" She cheered. "I'm so happy you all are on good terms again. I was aware you and Atem were at odds recently."

"Yeah, we were. I had said something really stupid that was related to his past, and I hurt him badly. But he told me after he talked to you, he felt so much better and we sat down and seriously talked about it. After that, things went right back to normal, and things were perfect again."

"Thank goodness I helped somewhat."

"Oh he praised you a lot when I talked to him about you." Yami leaned back against the sofa, and almost chuckled when he saw the woman's face grow red.

"R-Really?" She stuttered. Her pale face was growing more color by the minute.

"He called you a goddess. That you were too good of a person to exist in such a cruel world."

"W-Wow...How flattering. Well," She started to laugh even more. "He was quite a funny patient to have. I'll never forget him or his answers! Hahaha." She delightedly flipped through some of the files she had on her desk. "His personality is truly colorful. Now then, next question." She twirled her pen between her fingers. "About your eye settings and your emotions, I've heard you had a lot of problems with them. And that your brain was the reason why you two had a falling out. After finding out about your experimentation, do you think it put a damper on your relationship?"

"..."

Yami didn't look like he wanted to answer. The woman noticed this immediately, watching his face fall into despair almost instantly. His frown became heavy, and his eyes lowered sadly. He looked so ashamed and upset at himself.

"I'm so sorry Mr. Sennen, we can stop-"

"You asked a question, it is only fair for me to answer." He silently cut her off. "Yes, it has. Tremendously." He dragged his hand through his abnormal hair and tugged the back of it slightly. "I sometimes can't even hold up a normal conversation without confusing or offending someone. I talk so emotionlessly, and I do things I can't control. I hate it. I feel like I'm not human at all. Well," He closed his eyes. "Maybe I'm not at all at this point. There's too much wrong with me."

"No, not true." She said sternly with a frown on her face. Yami looked up at her steadily with calculating eyes. "It's not too late for you. You are still human. You are not an android, you're no cyborg, and you are certainly not a robot." She put down her pen and folded her hands. "Think about it. If that was the case, how can you explain all the interactions you had before all of this madness went down?"

"And how can you say that?" Yami hissed at her with a scoff. His eyes quickly flashed red with anger. Kisara then felt herself instantly shut her mouth, and lean back a little farther into her seat submissively. "You don't know specifically what was altered in my body. My brain was heavily modified, my body was turned into the soldier he truly wanted. My emotions were damaged, and almost completely removed from me, in a system he created. That if I were to remember my past and my experiments, that they would shut down forever. That once I realized that being a normal fucking human-" He rose up from his seat so abruptly, he topped over the table in front of the sofa. "-Wasn't how I was supposed to live, I would change back to the empty shell he always fucking wanted! I was programmed to have emotions! I was coded to act normally, so no one would know there was a monster living among them! He did this! HE made me this way, damn it!" He yelled. "Everything was fake from the beginning! I'm not a real human, I'm not even a fucking real person at this point! I'm just a fucking computer!" He screamed.

"..." The white haired woman just stared, but made no move to speak. She knew this was risky, very risky. If she upset him too much, she might not leave this room alive.

"I'm just a fucking appliance to all of you." He said suddenly. His voice seemed to have dropped all levels of emotion, becoming almost...scripted. Maybe this was what Atem was talking about. Maybe this was how Yami was when he said those hurtful things to him. "I'm not a real person. I'm just here to be a calculator, to be a map, to be a GPS, to be a recorder, to be a camera..." He stepped closer towards her desk, making the woman slightly whimper in fear. Something wasn't right.

What was wrong with his eyes?

They were...colorless.

Empty.

"To be a tool..." He whispered. "A tool..." He repeated again. "A...tool..."

"M-Mr. Sennen?" Kisara asked nervously. "Y-You're eyes are bleeding-"

"Z dash nine, five point three seven eight five-" He rambled numerous codes as he continued to stare directly into the woman's face. His glare was pointed right at her, and yet, it seemed as if he wasn't paying attention to anything. Blood was just dripping from his eyes, and the veins in them became strained and very visible. The sight was frightening, and she didn't know what to do.

"U-Um-"

"Contraband, negative. Illegal substances, negative. Weaponry, negative. No threat detected, scan completed."

...You know, she might have gotten rid of the glass and all, but it's a good thing she kept the panic button.

She shoved her pale fingers underneath the desk towards the button underneath it. It made a faint buzzing sound, alerting the appropriate authorities. She prayed Yami wouldn't hold it against her later, but she feared for not only her life, for his as well if this kept going.

In only a few minutes, the door to her office burst open, and several men and women from the facilities with armed weapons rushed into the room. Amongst the crowd, Kisara saw Ms. Ishtar and Yami's elder brother. They pushed through as the soldiers aimed their weapons at Yami in defense. Once Seto and Ishtar were visible, they carefully and slowly moved towards Yami. The man apparently didn't realize they were here, or rather, he didn't want to let them know he knew. He just stayed in that position, not blinking, nor moving. Kisara just fearfully stared back, her eyes never leaving him just in case he made any sudden movements.

"Yami?" Seto called. He was a safe distance away from him, as was everyone else. The soldiers had formed a circle around the entire room. "Can you hear me?"

"Hearing receptors are active." Yami quietly responded.

"Fuck." He cursed. He looked back at Ishtar. "He's not himself. I don't think we can change him back with just talking, but I'm gonna try anyway. Get a dart ready just in case things go south. The stronger ones." He looked back at his little brother, and cautiously stepped behind him. He gently grasped his shoulders and turned him around. Seto mentally panicked when he saw his eyes were white. That meant there was a malfunction somewhere occurring in his brain. "Yami?"

"That is the current assigned name." The other replied.

"No no no, come on. Don't do this right now." Seto said grudgingly. "Who am I? Come on, Yami."

"Seto Kaiba."

"Yes, but who am I to you, Yami?"

"You are but an ally." He said as he stared at nothing. To this, Seto just sucked his teeth.

"Damn it!" He swung his hand into Yami's face, a slapping sound echoing throughout the room. He hit him very hard, enough to draw blood from his mouth. Seto angrily shoved his fist into the collar of his little brother's shirt and yanked him closer. "Don't you dare do this shit right now! Now you say it! Who am I!?"

Ishizu, who was now holding up her tranquilizer that was aimed at Yami, called to make the other stop. "Seto! Please allow me to knock him out, do not hurt him anymore than you already have before he starts attacking back! You know what he's capable of!"

"You know who I am! Don't do this to me again!" Seto shouted.

But once he said that, his grip faltered. Because Yami was starting to twitch. First his legs, and then his arms and head. Then, his empty eye lids. His mouth was slightly moving too, like he was trying to word something, but couldn't. He could even slightly hear a little bit of Yami's voice come out, but it just wouldn't make anything verbal. Was this his way of glitching again? There was really nothing he could do. He had to be knocked out. Seto glanced at Kisara, who looked ashamed and guilty.

"What exactly did you say to him?" Seto narrowed his eyes at her furiously. She covered her mouth in fright and shook her head.

"N-No, I'm so sorry! I just said that he was human and that it wasn't too late for him. I-I didn't mean to cause this!" She cried.

"S..Seto?" He heard the male below him murmur. Seto looked down at his little brother in worry, watching his eye color slowly fade back. He looked extremely tired and pained. "I...I think I need to go home." He said before squeezing his eyes shut and wincing. "Everything really hurts."

Seto flinched.

"What's wrong Yami?"

"I fell a-and...scraped my knee. I'm sorry!"

"Why are you sorry?"

"For crying..I'm sorry, Seto."

"It's okay! I'll make it better. That's what big brothers are supposed to do. So you don't have to cry, and you don't have to be sorry. I'll be here for you."

"I'm taking him home." The brown haired male said automatically. "Ishtar, get Atem on the phone and notify Muto. Where is he anyway?" He asked as he scooped up Yami into his arms, cradling him like a toddler. Yami's head was laying against his chest, panting irregularly.

"I'm already on it." She said as she rapidly sent her fingers flying across her smart phone to dial a number. She held the phone up to her ear and put down her tranquilizer at her side. "Yugi is in the labs below on the plan for Yami. I will report this to him soon." She assured. She glanced over at the soldiers who respectfully and bravely stood their ground to protect them. "You all may go back to your duties, my apologies for wasting your time." She bowed. They did the same, saluting and quickly marching out the room like army men. Finally, she heard the fellow Egyptian pick up.

"Yeah? Ishizu?"

"My apologies Cereza. But, are you home?"

"No. I'm actually out of town with Mana right now. Why, did something happen?"

"Well-"

"Did something happen to Yami or Yugi? Do I need to come down there and kill someone? I'll do it, I'm not too far away. Who the fuck do I need to slice?"

She slightly chuckled. Apparently Atem was over protective not only with Mana, but everyone he cared about. "No no, Yugi is fine. But, Yami just had another...incident. He is in pain and needs to be taken home, but he probably shouldn't be alone."

"Shit, not again...Alright, I can come over-"

"No, I'll take him to my house." Seto suggested. Ishizu watched as the tall man held the smaller male closely, looking down at him sadly. His expression looked stoic as ever, but one could still see the very obvious emotional strain. "Mokuba's already there, he'll love to have Yami over anyway." He muttered. He sounded like he didn't even want to talk to anyone right now. The Egyptian woman sighed through her nose and gave her attention back to the other on the line.

"Stay where you are Cereza, Seto is taking Yami to his home where he can rest."

"Alright. Tell the fucker I'll call back real soon to see how he is."

She could almost hear Seto roll his eyes behind her. She smiled and nodded. "Okay. Goodbye." She hung up her phone and placed it back in her cleavage, her bra. Seto just rose a brow at her, squinting his eyes harshly. Why do girls hide shit in there? How did they hide shit there? The woman stared back with a puzzled look. "What?"

The other just shook his head and looked away. Women were strange.

"Ms. Ujana?" She asked, looking over behind the desk where the woman still continued to look as if she committed the worst crime imaginable. Ishizu sympathetically smiled at her and walked over to her desk. "You did nothing wrong, don't look so worried." She said, trying to calm her down.

"I-I upset one of my patients to such a horrible degree! I've never caused this kind of trauma before! I-I, I feel horrible." She looked down and placed her hands over her head. "I'm supposed to be a shrink, someone that helps people. I caused more harm than help!" She looked up at Seto, and got up from her chair. "Please, Mr. Kaiba, forgive me for hurting your brother. It was never my intention."

The other said nothing, as he didn't even look at her.

To this, Kisara just frowned and sat back down in her chair in vain. Ishizu gently patted her shoulder, silently explaining to her that this was just Seto being the way he was. Intentional or not, if any harm came to his family, his anger was hard to tame. But, then the white haired woman exhaled heavily. "It doesn't matter, things will be better next time. I'll try even harder."

"No more visits from you." Seto glowered.

"B-But," She tried to reason with him as best as she could. "With all due respect Mr. Kaiba, Mr. Sennen is in need of these sessions. If I'm successful, I'll be able to bring up his confidence and self esteem. I'll make him love himself again." She said peristently, but with no hostility.

"I don't give a shit how great you are. If one little thing is what you said to cause this to my little brother, you're nothing but a nuisance." He said harshly.

"Enough, Seto." Ishizu said dangerously, drawing out his first name viciously. "Watch your tongue. This woman has helped Atem, and plenty of other broken people. She's turned criminals into the nicest people on earth. I hired her, the best of the best, so I wouldn't have to see you or him looking so depressed all the time." She scolded, looking directly up at him. The other just looked away from her, making her become irritated. An emotion that was dangerous to have her be. If Dartz were here, he'd tell Seto to watch himself when talking with her, because she didn't hold her tongue when annoyed. "Fine, act immature." She began. "But I personally don't give a shit."

To this, Kisara just backed away little by little. God, what did she create?

"I hired this woman, so that you kids would be fixed. No one ever hired someone like this when Dartz and I were were just veterans. If we did, they wouldn't have grown up as sad as you all are. And maybe half of them wouldn't have killed themselves or deliberately got caught trying to escape, just to get killed, so that they didn't have to deal with living in this hell anymore. I'm trying to turn this facility into a better place, so that no one ever has to go through what you all went through. Yami needs her most of all if he ever wants to be truly happy again. And if you take this away from him, you yourself has failed as an elder sibling."

"...and what would you know?" He challenged. "You don't know what I've went through with Yami."

"I don't. But I have a little brother as well, and I miserably failed in my relationship with him. He despises me, and hasn't called me since he turned fourteen. He wants nothing to do with me, not even my own money to help pay for his schooling." She spoke fiercely, but there was some hurt in her voice. "I ignored him, I didn't give him what he needed. I didn't give him the necessary materials to have a happy life, or family. And I didn't listen to his feelings, at all." She quickly wiped the upcoming tear from her eye and put her hands on her hips. "Now that Dartz is gone, you all are my kids now. Every single one of you. You're my children." She said sternly. "I don't give a damn how old you are. You're my kids."

When she said that, she meant everyone. Mokuba, Kisara, Mana and even Vivian, they were all her children now. She meant that.

"I've already lost my brother even though he's still alive and healthy. And you'll lose Yami if you don't let him get help. This didn't happen because of Kisara, this happened because of his brain. And the sooner we fix that, and his emotions, the better he'll be able to live." The woman shook her head at him, watching his eyes glare at her with an unreadable emotion. "You cannot protect Yami from everything. I know you want to, especially now with what's happened to him. But you just can't do that. It's impossible. But he's a strong boy, and he won't get permanently damaged. Yes, what Gozaburo did is still here, and left a heavy stain on him. But it isn't anything we cannot fix. Together, we will mend this boy back to the way he was. You, me, Kisara, Cereza, Yugi, everyone will help. But you have to let us, Seto."

He watched her raise her hands and softly put them on top of his. The very hands that were holding Yami, she was now holding too. "So I ask you," She said with a much kinder voice. "As your mother, let Ms. Ujana see Yami again." She pleaded. "She wants no harm done. She's killing herself over there in worry, because of how much this caused. And just like us, she wants what's best. Do you understand? Can you do that?"

His deep blue eyes looked at her hands, then his own. He looked over at Yami, who now looked more content. Silently laying against Seto, with his breathing still a bit shaky. His eyes were half lidded, but Seto could tell he wasn't drowsy, he was just out of it. He just wanted to rest his body. He probably heard everything, but was probably too tired to speak up. And then, he felt a little tug on his navy blue shirt.

"Seto?" He asked with a frail tone. "I like Ms. Ujana." Yami turned his neck to the woman and made a small smile. "She is very nice, and listens to what I have to say. She just doesn't allow me to talk bad about myself." He laid back against Seto and let go of his top. To this, the woman smiled to herself as well. At least her patient didn't have any true resentment towards her. "I didn't mean to make her look bad, but I'd like to see her again." He looked up at Seto with his original purple eyes he knew all too well. "Please?"

"Setooo! Can I have some ice cream?"

"Yami no, it's super late! You can't-"

"Pleeeaaase?"

"...Okay fine. I hate when you do the puppy dog eyes."

"Yay! Heheh."

How cute. Mokuba did that too. But Yami probably wasn't doing it on purpose, that was the crazy part.

"Fine." He finally said. "I'm taking you home. My home."

"Okay." Yami closed his eyelids. "Goodbye, Ms. Ishtar, Ms. Ujana."

Ishizu soothingly rubbed Yami's head as a motherly gesture. "You need to stay off work for a few days at the very least. That's probably why you snapped. You're very tired." She advised. "I'll be calling." She promised. "Please rest, and don't come into work until I say so. If you do, I'll lace your food with laxatives that can effect even the likes of you, my dear." She said with a chillingly sweet smile. Yami nervously chuckled at that.

"U-Um," Kisara stood from her seat and slowly walked over to the two brothers. Once Seto turned her way, she flinched and took a few steps back. She bowed quickly, muttering apologies. "Again, I'm so sorry. I've really failed you today."

"No you didn't. Like Ms. Ishtar said, I've been overworking myself. I revert back to my old self when I'm exhausted, and I...start glitching, for lack of a better term. Plus, I let my brain control my emotions again. So, I'm sorry." He opened his eyes at her as his cheek laid against Seto's chest. "I scared you. I didn't mean to act that way towards you."

"I understand, Mr. Sennen." She nodded. With a hopeful smile, she sighed in relief. "I'll be looking forward to our next visit."

"Yeah. Me too."

Seto drove Yami to his home. Once Yugi was told of what happened, he wanted to rush home and take Yami there instead. However, once he was told Seto and Mokuba would be with him, he grew an idea. He was going to work hard for next few days, really really hard, so he could speed up the process of his surgery. So it was decided that until Atem returned to Domino with Mana, Yami would stay with his brothers. And he would absolutely not be able to work. Anything even remotely related to D75 was off limits.

Once the two got in the house, they noticed Mokuba was absent. They found the little one in his room, listening to music on his smart device while drawing. Seto mentioned to Yami that all this time, even before the Gozaburo incident, the child began to start drawing more and more. Mokuba always doodled when he was little, but he stopped for a time. However, once things became crazy, he started it up again. And by God, the kid was getting really good at an alarming pace. As he kept practicing and practicing, his art became very good. He wasn't just gaming with Yugi and learning a thing or two about code, he was become a little artist. And apparently, the kid wasn't just drawing, he was making blue prints too.

All over his room were scattered papers of blue prints of weapons and machinery, canvases of otherworldly looking things no one ever imagined before.

Right now, Mokuba was drawing some kind of weapon, but they weren't really sure what it was yet. And there were rumors going around the lab Yugi works in, that he was considering asking Ishizu to have the child work with them to help build more weapons and gadgets. With the new found talent, he could prove drastically useful. Maybe threateningly useful. The stuff this kid was creating would make every army in the world tremble at the sight of them.

Not wanting to bother him, Yami just asked for a bath. He would be with Mokuba later.

Then, Yami suggested the idea that they bathe together like when they were kids.

People would think that's weird.

And oh yes, it was. But, considering how close Yami yearned to be with his brother again, Seto reluctantly agreed to it.

So now, both grown men, were naked together in their large spacious square-like bathtub. Well, maybe it wasn't weird. After all this was what people did at hot springs so, who cares, right?

"Seto?" Yami asked, staring at the white spotless ceiling. The elder male had his eyes closed, leaned back against the wall with his arms laid across the tub's edges.

"Mn." He mumbled.

"Did you have sex with Joey in here?" He asked out of no where.

Seto mentally groaned. "Listen, don't ask shit like that while we're naked in here together."

"It's an honest question."

"No, I didn't-"

"-Deception indicated." Yami playfully smirked.

"Yami, I swear on everything you hold dear, I will fucking waterboard you in this tub."

"Kay." Yami shrugged. Seto just scoffed and flipped his little brother off. With a grumpy face, he kept his eyes shut and didn't give Yami anymore attention. So, the younger sibling moved over to him and laid against him instead. Seto sighed in exasperation.

"Yami, what now?" He said, annoyed. This was exactly how they were when they were kids. Yami was always a very clingy child. Always wanting to hug, or cuddle or hold hands or lay with someone. He hated being alone, and liked affection or showing it. Though he may not admit that, he's still like that even now as an adult.

"I just want to hug you." He unintentionally said cutely with a small pout. That almost made Seto smile. Almost. "Cause, I just miss how things were."

"We all do." Seto grumbled. He wrapped one arm around Yami and pulled him closer to make the other happy. "Better?"

Yami smiled a little. "Yeah." He closed his eyes too and comfortably laid against his brother. "I'm hope I'm not being too touchy. I don't want this to be weird for you."

"Shut up, it's fine. I..Kinda wanted this too." The elder confessed. "I miss having you and Moki close with me all the time."

"Yeah..."

If things were normal, maybe it would be like this everyday. Maybe it is like this, in another world, in another time, in another universe of another plane of existence. How far away that possibility is, is almost sad. Maybe, my parallel self is happier than I am right now.

Happier somewhere...In another world...

One week after Yami's failed appointment with Kisara Ujana.

"Okay," The infamous shrink clapped her hands together and held them close. She made a bright welcoming smile and folded them on her desk. After Yami got some rest with absolutely no working, he felt one hundred percent again. Seto allowed him to go see Ms. Ujana for his appointment, this time with a better attitude and more cooperation. No yelling, no shouting, no getting angry over a simple question. After all, asking personal questions was the girl's job after all. He agreed to see her, why should she be punished for doing what she's supposed to do? So, with confidence, he arrived in her office with a cheerful and respectful hello. She greeted him back with just as much kindness, and asked him politely to take his seat so they could begin. "You ready, Mr. Sennen?"

"Yes, I am." Yami nodded.

"Good. We'll start from where we left off." The woman took some of her papers and appropriately shuffled them against the desk before laying them back onto the surface. "Has your experimentation put a damper on your relationship?"

"Yes. Because of how parts of my brain is programmed, I say and do things I don't mean. My emotions shut down, and I act shamefully. I start arguments, or I create misunderstanding and failed communication." He confessed calmly. She was happy with this. No anger, just honesty. All she ever wanted from him.

"I understand. But, we're all working to get that fixed. Myself, Mr. Muto and Ms. Ishtar, we're all working to help you. And I can't wait for you to get the surgery done so you can live normally again." She said with a hopeful expression. "Now, is it like this all the time?"

"No." Yami shook his head. "Thankfully, I'm not like this constantly. In fact, my behavior was great even before Atem and I talked. It just happens randomly, and I honestly hate it."

"Yes, I'm sure. But speaking frank as of right now, would you rather have never been experimented on?" She asked peticularly. Like there was a hidden message in her words. That there was a specific answer she wanted to hear.

"Well, yes and no. Yes, because I wouldn't be a freak. No, because I wouldn't have been able to kill Gozaburo, and I don't think Atem or Yugi would have fell in love with me."

Kisara's eyes widened. "Really now?" She said with awe at his answer. That's not what she expected to hear. "And, why is that?"

"Because, I noticed the very second Atem fell in love with me. The first time I triggered my abilities as an assassin, the first time I ever killed someone. Once I did what I did and he saw it, I could see it through his eyes. I was a little out of it at the time, but I still remember the way he looked at me. He was so mesmerized. And while that's pretty twisted, I guess me turning into something threatening, was attractive to him." Yami sighed, his mouth making a flat line. "And for Yugi, he only had a small crush on me at the time. It wouldn't have turned into a full on serious relationship in the future in my opinion. When he realized that I myself was a little mentally warped like he was, he started to like me that way too. Of course I hate to think me being this way is the only reason why I have them both now, but, I think it's true."

"That is pretty sad, but regardless, I don't think that's completely true. Maybe you becoming this way was just a small boost to have them come to you." She said, trying to lighten up his mood. It didn't seem to work though.

"I sure hope so." He muttered to himself.

"Next, and I have to ask this question," She warned before her cheeks turning slightly pink. "Ahem, um, is the sex good?" She nervously chuckled, remembering her last patient's answer to this question. "Apparently I was told it was the best thing in the world."

"Oh it is." Yami said with a simple blank stare. "No really, it's literally like dying and passing onto heaven. It's really, really good-"

"Oh my gosh, you too!" She laughed. "Why are you all so comical?"

Yami then narrowed his eyes, nothing at all humorous about his face. "You think I'm joking. No, the sex is literally the best thing since sliced bread, I assure you."

She couldn't take him seriously, no matter how much his eyes were glaring at her. She continued to snicker and giggle at his responses, shaking her head at him. "I just can't with you three. Mr. Muto is pretty funny too, hahah." She giggled. "Alright, next question. No malfunctions in the bedroom-"

"I would not be a content man right now if there were, thank you very much."

"Pfft-" She covered her mouth. "O-Okay, would you stay with them though?"

"Yes. I'd just be extremely frustrated and even a little sad."

"An honest answer I can appreciate." She sighed with a smile. But then, she started to frown. "The next question is personal." She foreshadowed with a careful glance at Yami. The male leaned back against the sofa and awaited her more serious question. Kisara scratched the top of her head and twirled her pink pen in her hand. "Alright. Does it still bother you to have sex after the experiments Gozaburo performed on your...genitalia?" She felt herself almost lose her lunch after asking that. God, just sick. She didn't understand why adults had to do these kinds of things to kids, she never will, despite being a shrink.

"No." Yami crossed his legs and leaned his head back. "I was never raped like Atem. I was molested but, it wasn't that extreme. It was small touches, and of course the painful stinging of the needle. But, sometimes it does freak me out a little if one of them touches me there out of no where." The man put a fist underneath his chin, crooking his neck side to side to crack it briefly before setting his hand down. "For instance, if I'm suddenly groped by one of them in a playful manner in that area, I do tend to flinch and become more anxious. I hide it though. They never notice that it bothers me."

"I see. And, just asking out of curiosity, does it bother you to put on a condom?" She tilted her head. Yami flagged this off with a wave of his hand.

"Frankly, we barely use condoms and we have a very active sex life. I know we should, to prevent diseases and what not but, our bodies are too strong to become vulnerable to diseases, so we don't worry about it. But," The man looked at the ceiling, noting all of the very small cracks and wrinkles of paint. "Putting on a condom does feel uncomfortable. Because Gozaburo once placed something similar to a condom on me before, and it was very painful."

"I won't ask you to go into that." Kisara said respectively, and a little bit out of fear. She didn't want Yami to snap again.

"Thank you. It was a terrible time, after all."

"When your boyfriend Mr. Cereza went into detail of his rape, I just wanted to puke. It was disgusting to listen to. I do need to know what happened to you, but that can be told another day. And if not to me, at least to your boyfriends." She raised her hand up to her face and played with a strand of her hair that constantly hung in her face as her signature look. "You obviously still are very hurt about what happened, despite you being so mature and calm about it. I know it still bothers you, and I know it still makes you upset. So I want you to talk to them about it, okay? Everything."

Wow. She wasn't wrong. Yami hated talking about the things that was done to his private area, and he tried to cover up his anxiety with a more calm and matured front. He wore the mask so well, people went with it and believed that was just how Yami was now. But, she saw right through him like tracing paper. She knew exactly what he was up to, and she knew he was hiding it. He had to say, he was indeed impressed. And he was grateful how respectful she was to his personal business, allowing him not to speak about it.

"Yes ma'am." He complied. It was the least he could do for her for going through so much with him.

"Well, that's all the questions I have for you today." She smiled and slid her papers off of her desk and into her drawers. "However, you can still ask me anything you'd like, even if it's about me." She offered. "I want you to be comfortable with me as much as possible."

He appreciated that. Besides, there was one thing that bothered him. "I actually would like to ask one thing that's been in the back of my head for a while now."

"Go right ahead."

"I um," His face instantly became red. Kisara blinked at this, confused as to why he suddenly became so flustered. "I-I err, this is actually very embarrassing," He rubbed under his nose and cleared his throat. "I have, erm," He stammered. "I had a strange dream about me, having sex with my older brother."

"Ooh...?" The woman's began squinting her eyes and raising her eye brows. That was interesting to confess.

"I told him about it, and everything was fine but, it really got to me. Because, I don't love Seto like that at all. I am very close to him, and maybe a little too touchy and clingy but, I-I don't know why I'd dream something like that."

"Well," Kisara moved her head around with her eyes adverted somewhere else, as if trying to go over any answer she could muster for this in her mind. "What do you normally dream about?"

"Either I dream of nothing," Yami looked down at his lap as he tried rememebring all the nights he had going to sleep. "Or I dream of Atem or Yugi, or both. Sometimes," His voice became more quiet by the minute as his cheeks became red again. "I still have wet dreams about them...so..."

"Aaaww!" The ivory woman placed her hands on her heart, smiling widely. "That is so cute!"

"N-No it's not!" Yami defended, now sitting up with an outraged expression at the woman's reaction. "It's embarrassing and perverted!"

Then, a thought occurred to him. Why did he tell this woman that? That was seriously personal, why'd he tell a complete stranger something like that? This woman...She had already got him into her trap, there was no turning back now. Atem was right, she made him deflower all of this secrets in under an hour.

"It's cute, Mr. Sennen! That means you constantly love them every single hour of the day. That even when you sleep, they're in your thoughts. That's true love, and lust as well. But I think mostly love." She hugged herself, lightly swaying back and forth. "Oh young love is so nice. Now, about your brother," She said with her voice a little more serious. "I've heard this a thousand times before. 'I love my sister, but I don't love her like that.' Or, 'I love my dad but I don't want to sleep with him at all'. Dreams mean a lot of things. But what I do know, that if one does have a sexual dream about a family member, it could mean two specific things." She held up one finger, her index finger. "One, that you really look up to and admire Seto to a strong degree. And that because you two were drifting apart and now are becoming closer, that you're adopting him more into your life." She held up another finger. "Or, it could mean that along the lines of the future, you two will be separated for a long time."

Separation for a long time? That didn't sound good. He didn't want to be away from his big brother, not again. He sighed and face palmed. He hoped nothing stupid would happen in the future. If the woman was as great as they said, then her prediction could be very correct, and that made Yami a little scared. Oh well, nothing he could do about it now. "I think I understand.."

"Also, this is a bit off topic. But let me just say, don't think Atem and Yugi only love you because you're 'weird'. They loved you before you turned like this. And Atem even told me he started to fall in love with you because you were always so nice regardless of how cold he was back then. That you always wanted him to smile, and that made him like you more and more. I don't know how Yugi came to like you since I haven't talked to him yet, but something tells me he felt something for you before Atem came back into his life. I think you turning this way was just a tiny push to make them love you even more." She smiled brightly. "There's a very strong bond here, and I know no matter what happens, you three just will not break up. It's just impossible. I don't see it ever happening. And I genuinely hope that you never, ever will. Not even separate for a while."

Yami made a small smile at her. He appreciated that a lot. "Thank you. That...does make me feel a little more confident with them now."

"I'm glad I could help you!" She clasped her hands together. "Now, I do have a lot more questions for you, but that's only for your next sessions. But, now I have a question for you, before you go."

This made him perk up his ears. "Yes, Ms. Ujana?"

"Please, you may call me Kisara." She said politely, wanting to be more personal and honest with her patient. "My question is..." Her tone started to drain it's energetic energy. It turned grim real fast, becoming serious in a blink of an eye. "Does your boyfriend Yugi Muto, know anyone by the name of Heba?"

Yami tilted his head, trying to search his mind for that name. He even tried to use the computerized side of his brain to try and determine whom she was talking about. He never heard of this person in high school, and he never heard of his name while working, which involved working with people half the time. But, he couldn't figure out who this person was. Who ever it was, something obviously went wrong with them if Kisara made that kind of serious face. And why would..Why would Yugi know this person? He never told him or Atem about them before.

"Erm, I don't think so, Ms. Kisara. Why?" Yami narrowed his eyes. "Is this person a threat or something?"

"..." She said nothing back, her face darkening. "This, is an extremely serious matter, Mr. Sennen."

Woah, her entire demeaner changed. What was going on?

Who the hell was this person?

END - 9!

You guys are about to see another side of Yugi you've never known about. I won't say it outright in the collaboration, but I will hint at it briefly.

Anyway, I got an idea. But, I don't know if people will like it, so here's a question for ya! Voting time, voting time everyone!

Should the trio have a baby? And if so, who should it be? Yusei, or Jaden? (I don't do OC's by the way.) AND, should they be in the sequel, or should it just be a dream-like experience all in Yugi's head? (Since he wants a child so bad.)

I've had this idea for a long time, before I started the collaboration, and I even had a plan how to write out how they'll come across the child. (Ehh, no mpreg in this story, sorry.) AND, I've found a way for them to be useful to the sequel too.

So I ask you once again, should they have a baby? If the majority of you don't want a baby to happen at all, I won't even write the dream-like experience, I'll just completely kick it out of the idea-bin.

I'll be awaiting your answers, please review and all that good stuff.