Authors' note: Yu-gi-oh! and its characters belong to Kazuki Takahashi. We own no rights and take no profits from this fanfic. In this universe Yami has a body on his own. He's a 19 years old student whereas Kaiba is 22 and gives special lectures on the university where Yami studies.

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Keep that Smile on Your Pretty Face

The September rain didn't really convince Kaiba to go out, drive to the university, have another lecture and meet eye to eye with him. His 'favourite' student. The hacker. The criminal. The liar. The…joker? Kaiba wasn't a person to hide and his absence would be interpreted like this. Maybe he indeed was mental but he wasn't a coward. The student wanted to feed him with drugs? No problem, it would surely ricochet at him with double force. Show must go on and in his case the lecture.

Making sure that he would arrive at the university earlier than the day before, Kaiba was finally able to drink coffee in the morning from the fixed coffee machine, although it still tasted a bit like lemonade. At the way to the classroom the teacher whose class Kaiba had interrupted, stopped him and asked what was the matter. Seto explained that it had been a misunderstanding and he had been looking for another student with a similar haircut. The other teacher narrowed his eyes, not really believing in Kaiba's story. Nonetheless he said nothing and the brunette could enter the classroom.

The corridor was unusually empty as Yami walked to his locker half an hour before the first period. Unlocking and opening the locker he pulled out a few letters from his bag, placing them in and grabbing the needed books. The letters were about Seto and Mokuba "Unknown" many years ago. He'd use the UNI's computer room to figure out more. In the fourth period, a free lesson.

Later Yami was sitting there in the classroom for the first period, texting with his phone.

As Kaiba entered the room he put the phone away and stood up with the other students instead of a "Good morning" to their lecturer. Yami's crimson eyes stayed on Kaiba. Watching every move.

"It's not a court, Mutou. But I see that you already practice." Kaiba remarked as he glared at the student whereat mentioned male just rolled his eyes.

Usual . .Attendance .Speech. "Today we will discuss negotiation strategies. It's an introduction lesson. We will exercise during the classes. For now, I hope that you read the article…" He moved to discuss some theory, mentioning for example the silence and time tactic and emphasizing the importance of interpersonal communication. But noticing that the class was not really following him, he decided that practical explanation would bring them much further. "80% of interpersonal communication bases on nonverbal relation. Mutou! Come here. We'll demonstrate it together to make the group understand it better."

With a sigh Yami got up and walked out to the teacher, waiting for commands.

Kaiba was standing face to face with Yami and then he thought that maybe it wasn't such a good idea to pick /that/ student out of all present in the classroom. Oh well, it's do or die… Kaiba moved on with the topic, explaining the tactics. Eye contact, while looking into Yami's crimson eyes. The moves of the hands. When the speaker shows their hands and when they put them in the pockets or fold them. Local customs and warning and bows.

During that timeYami watched and listened to the teacher, raising an eyebrow.

"Any questions?" Seto almost sighed as he was done, he wanted to finish the presentation as quickly as possible. Unfortunately, one student raised his hand. At first Kaiba couldn't understand what the student wanted to say because he was constantly giggling together with two other students. The brunette knew that they had prepared something big for him. At least the student calmed a bit and said that he would like to know how to send a nonverbal signal to a girl that he's interested in her. The whole group burst out laughing. Kaiba frowned. "It has nothing to do with the topic." But only whispers answered him that he simply didn't know any. "Fine. Mutou…" Kaiba turned to look at Yami. "Maybe I expect too much from you but imagine that I'm a nice girl and you would like to…pick me up. Without using words of course."

Yami blinked at Kaiba - before he burst out laughing. "Alrigt! Hahaha!" Impacting his eyes, Yami held his stomach and leaned against the desk. This...was too much. The Imagination! Kaiba as nice girl..oh Gods!

Soon enough the laughing turned into chuckles and then Yami cleaned his throat. "Oh well, Mrs Kaiba, I..- ahaha!"

Kaiba rolled his eyes, wondering if he really dealt with adults at this university. He shouldn't agree in the first place. But something…it was stupid he had to admit…something made him curious how Yami would fulfill this task. "Today, could you? Because I'm starting to think that you have no idea how to do it." He said impatiently, ignoring the laughs. He growled, hearing that the student addressed him a Mrs. "It should be a miss because I don't think you want to date a married woman…but no one knows with you. And no words!"

Yami still let out a few chuckles before he then started to muse. What would he do? It was not even hard to imagine Kaiba as 'nice girl'. He WAS handsome, after all...and his teacher, damn it! Ra...whatever.

Yami felt the eyes of the other students on him. And they were impatient. Then hejust did something simple: he walked a bit up to Kaiba (keeping a distance of two meters) with slight, slow, movements to the side with his shoulders, only to show a bit of his body. It may even appear a bit feminine. Then he just winked at the CEO with a charming smile.

"Your flirting skills are even poorer than my employees, Muto." Kaiba shook his head. Although he would notice the student on the street even without any flirting signals and it wouldn't be caused by the haircut. "First of all, it's a flirt not a catwalk…" He made a pause because it was all that he could point out as inappropriate. "…and you should keep that small." He lowered his voice so only Yami could hear it.

"You know you liked it," Yami grinned, listening to the lectures and moving to sit down.

Kaiba pretended that he didn't pay attention to Yami's last sentence. Turning back to the students, he told them about the whistle signal, used mostly in Latin America and that it was different from the normal whistle of admiration like in the case of a new car or a prize. He explained the phenomenon of 'eyebrow-flash' and listed the possible dangers while going too far with approaching strangers.

He could finally move on with important materials. The remaining time passed fast and this time he didn't give them any homework. Walking out of the classroom, he listened to one girl saying that she wouldn't mind if he gave her some private lessons on flirting methods and he could swear that he heard whistles when he walked up to his office.

Seriously?!Yami chuckled with the others about the girl asking for private lessons about flirting. Then, grabbing his stuff, he headed to the next class, sitting down and unlocking his phone, texting again.

But this all didn't matter to Kaiba. The only thing he had in mind was to learn more about Yami. "How to get to that necklace…" He wondered as he was preparing for the next lesson. This time it was a class. "Maybe I should first try with his lock…" But how?Breaking-in? No way! It wereYami's methods, not his. He took some papers from his office and absent minded headed towards the classroom. "He said that I can check his things if I want to…"

Kaiba was sitting at the desk, watching through the window, waiting until the student's would be done with an exercise. Twirling a pen in his hand, he made a plan how to get to Yami's locker. The plan wasn't really moral but his morals were questionable anyway. He just had to know.

"I need to take care of few things. In the meantime do the next exercises." He jumped up from his seat and headed to the door. "Now to the janitor." Seto mumbled as he went down to the cellar where the man had his stance. With a small bribe Kaiba convinced him to hand over the spare key to Yami's lock. Making sure that he was all alone in the hallway, he used the key and opened the lock. First thing he noticed were the documents about him and Mokuba. "What the fuck?!"Yeah, so much for /the shadows/ knowing it all. "A regular spy that is." And he searched for other interesting things he could find…

Inside the locker one could find mostly school books just as Yami's PE clothes. A few other letters were found as well, in a cover of a book. They consisted of old newspaper reports. Among them: the death of Yami's adoptive parents and break-ins into museums, the Domino High and the Kame Game Shop. Then there was a report about golden 'Sennen Items' which have been found in Egypt. A picture of a necklace and a Rod with the Wadjet Eye was on the letter as well. The 'Sennen Puzzle' Seto was looking for, was not there though. The rest consisted of pencils, a laptop in a bag and books from the library - crimes, thrillers, etc.

Kaiba reached for his mobile phone and took photos of the articles, reports and pictures. Of course he could later search for them in some chronicles on the Internet but one never knows. He regretted not having a memory stick with him to download information from the laptop but he didn't have much time anyway. The lesson was almost over and he had to go back to the classroom. Trying to leave all the items like they had been placed he locked the locker but kept the key for himself.

In the classroom then, Seto asked the students about the exercises but he didn't pay any attention to the answers anyway. He wanted to connect the documents somehow.

[style type="italic"]Break-in to the museums for the Egyptian items…to the school already known…but why to the game shop? What had the necklace and rod to do with any game…maybe duel monsters? Nah, it's just a game. But these all had surely something to do with Yami[/style], he thought and decided to pay a visit to the shop and museum.

As the bell rang, Yami got up and packed his stuff, leaving as fast as possible to get to his locker and exchange books. Now only the third lesson and then he could finally use the computer room! Sighing in relief, Yami then got the books needed for the next lesson and left, as suddenly a strange feeling flamed up in him. A strange feeling telling him something was really not right... But he would take care of that later.

Climbing into his car, Kaiba left the university's parking place. Instead of heading to KaibaCorp, he turned to the city. While driving he almost ran down a dog, holding on in the last second. "Good Grace!" It was just a dog but it gave Seto food for thought. Yami was on his mind for too long. It slowly became an obsession. "I should cool down on it because soon I'll go crazy…" For him? Go crazy for a student? No fucking way…

Pulling up to the Kame Game Shop, he got out and took in the surroundings. Small game special. He was glad that it was morning because there weren't many children around as he noticed an old man – salesman and probably the owner. "Good morning…"

The man had rather unusual grey hair and was small. He looked up from a newspaper and smiled at Kaiba. "Good morning, mister! Can I help you?"

Seto hesitated for a moment, looking for the right words. He had a feeling that this time bribe wasn't appropriate even tho the old man visibly needed money to renovate the shop. But he was there for the first and last time so he decided to go straight to the essence. "Yes, uhm. Do you know a teen with the name Yami Mutou?"

"Yami Mutou..." The man seemed to muse, then nodded in a serious way. "He was the best friend of my nephew."

Surprised that the man didn't throw him out the brunette used the opportunity to ask even more questions. "Why was? Where is your nephew now? Can I talk to him? Does Yami visit you? Do you know more about him?" Kaiba bombarded him with the questions.

"My nephew died one year ago, Mr Kaiba." Yes, this man knew who the visitor was. "So I am sorry, you cannot talk to him." It was no sarcasm but slight pain in the man's eyes. "I know a bit about Yami, but not that much. May I ask why you do want to know about him?"

"My condolences." It wasn't a usual thing for Kaiba to say such a thing but he suddenly felt that sadness. The same he felt when Yami played the game on him. Shiver went down his spine but he shook his head. Not the right moment for personal discoveries. "I'm thinking about organizing another DM tournament and I have been informed that he's a duelist. Is that correct?"

"Hei- was. With my nephew's death the most in him seemed to have died as well. I haven't seen him in years but once talked to a friend of his," the owner of the shop answered. "He didn't wear the Sennen Puzzle anymore as well; I know that it was like a symbol for the friendship between him and my nephew Yugi. Because the Wadjet Eye was on one of Yugi's necklaces as well."

Kaiba's eyes sparkled when he heard the old man bringing up the items. He was also wondering how Yami was before the death of Yugi. Maybe the other one took out the best of him and now there was no one to control him? Or maybe on the contrary? Maybe now Yami was a solo criminal and was afraid to cause more trouble just on his own? "Do you know anything about the items you have just mentioned?"

"I only know that they are found in Egypt. I am afraid, I know nothing more, Mr. Kaiba."Then he blinked. "Ah yes, supposedly these items are worn by their masters only. Mostly those people are 'created by the darkness in a body of a human'." The man shook his head. "Otherwise, I can't help you with them."Kaiba nodded and took his leave. On the street he sighed and looked up in the sky. Trying to order somehow what he had learnt, he started walking towards the museum. It wasn't that far from the shop where he left his car, he would have to cross the park. He needed a moment to think it all over. The mambo-jumbo stuff didn't really interest him. "Darkness in the body of a human…" He echoed after the old man. "Bad boy, huh? After Hobbes everyone is born evil…"

He shifted his thoughts on the Yugi-Yami relation. "They were very close to each other. Maybe like brothers. If Mokuba…" He didn't even want to finish the sentence. But if his beloved brother died he would probably just commit suicide. His only reason to life. Sometimes he wished that he would have more such reasons but couldn't find one which would be strong enough to keep him alive.

The museum had just opened - 10:30 A.M. and not many people were already there. The employees were still working and preparing what wasn't done yet. The owner of the museum was called 'Ishizu Ishtar', an Egyptian woman. She herself was walking through the exhibitionand checked on walked in and almost got hit by a board of some kind and not high value in his opinion. The minute he stepped inside he felt irritated by all the employees. He wished that it would go as simple as with the old man. Noticing the woman, he assumed that she must be a girl who was presenting a traditional Egyptian outfit but she seemed to do nothing interesting and he approached her. "Who's responsible for this mess?"

Ishizu turned around, looking Kaiba up and down before she answered, "The mess? Someone broke into the museum last night, we had to work all night so please understand the little 'mess'." Her voice was somehow calming. "Can I help you? My name is Ishizu Ishtar and I am the owner of this museum. Usually guests pay a visit around 12 A.M."

"Last night? Did he steal something?" The woman's voice irritated him even more. There was a burglary and she was stating it so calmly. "I'm looking for information about a…ugh…puzzle which looks like a toy pyramid, rod, a weird glowing eye and a necklace." And he ignored her remark about visitors. He didn't look for entertainment in someone's sarcophagus.

"A weird glowing eye? Do you mean the Wadjet Eye of Ra?"

"Do I? Uhmm…yes, that may be it. Are there any other?" He regretted asking because he really didn't want to know.

"No." She answered simply, shaking her head. "Follow me." Gesturing him to follow, Ishizu turned to walk along the corridor and to the back part of the watched as the woman slowly walked away and wondered if he really should follow her or just yell at the employees to forget about the museum and go back home. He had really better things to do. But he went after her eventually, glaring at her back.

Ishizu did just keep walking calmly. Soon enough they reached the back part and she showed Seto the said Wadjet Eye - the same that had glowed up on Yami's forehead during the Yami no Game they both had had. "This is the eye you may be looking for", she said."It is the symbol of the endless fight between Darkness and Light."

Kaiba glanced at the eye, not really impressed. He saw it during these days like every day. On the Internet, in the articles and on Yami's forehead. "O…kay…really nice but could you move to the part where you tell me how to make someone get rid of it?" . Good. Evil. Not his division.

"To..get rid of it?" Ishizu narrowed her eyebrows at him. "What do you mean?"

"Uhm..." He didn't want to tell her all he had been through because he believed that she would call the mental hospital so he had to just make things up. "My friend…uhm…played with magic and once this thing popped up on his forehead and he started to behave strange. I want to help him to be normal again…"

Ishizu frowned. "The only people who are able to wear the Wadjet Eye on their forehead are so-called 'yamis'", she explained, looking up at the drawing of said eye. "Those who are supposed to own one of the Sennen Items, are part of the darkness." She looked back at Kaiba. "These people, souls, tend to destroy people and play with their mind. Usually this playing ends with the death of the victim."

The woman started to freak the brunette out. As an awkward silence filled the room Kaiba cleaned his throat. "And what if someone escapes such a /game/?" Hestarted to believe that all the people who talked about the realms, shadows, darkness and shit were members of a sect. But he decided to listen to the woman. Maybe he could learn something about himself.

She hesitated but then told him, "Then this someone owns a big might of light. The wadjet eye turns to the darkness whilst light is its biggest enemy - and strong enough to escape. The might has nothing to do with a ritual or something like that. Mostly it is given to sons and daughters by the mother, either during the birth or when she dies."

"Uhm." Kaiba thought that Yami just had let him go, bored of his silly behavior rather than believe in Ishizu's explanation. He had to ask one more question, just to make sure: "Is it dangerous? I mean the light…can it hurt someone?" He had Mokuba in mind. The last thing he wanted was to be a danger for his little brother. But he also thought about Yami. Although he didn't want to hurt the contrary…

"Of course one can fight with that might of the light, but if one can control it, it isn't dangerous at all." She answered."And how to control it?" The question escaped his mouth. Back then when he had felt that energy, he had tried to tame it and give it a direction. But it just had done what it wanted as if living its own life in Kaiba's body."You would need to train it. Find someone who knows about it and he will show you how."

"That's all I want to know." He turned on his heel and went towards the exit. It was clear that IF he believed in the theory of light and darkness he would search for a 'tutor'. And it definitely wouldn't be Ishizu since it hurt his ears when he listened to her.

"The visit here was bitterly pointless.." He murmured heading back to his car, crossing the park. But the story about Yugi and Yami moved him somehow and he decided to pick Mokuba up from school and spend some time with his little brother.