Jou's breath hitched in his mouth as the scene before him unfolded. He watched the body of Han collapse on the floor, brown eyes staring at the shirtless killer. His eyes widened as the man turned around, a lump forming in the blond's throat as his eyes gazed upon midnight blue, wide with shock.

'S…Seto?' He could barely move his lips. Was this really happening? It had to be a trick. A horrible trick. A dream. Something, anything, but reality. Kaiba swallowed eyes as he turned to face the man before him, his breathing almost non existent. 'Please tell me it's not what it seems, tell me I'm seeing this wrong.'

'I…I wish I could. Jou…' Blue eyes filled with soft tears, 'Why, why are you here?' The blond dropped the bag from his shoulder, pulling out the sniper gun. Seto nodded. 'I hoped you wouldn't do that.'

'I never thought it…I never…' Seto raised one hand, silencing the blond. He shook his head, silent drops of salted water falling from his jaw.

'Why didn't you tell me?' He whispered.

'I couldn't. It's the army you know and…' he paused, pushing his shoulders back, 'Why didn't you tell me?'

'What am I supposed to say? Jou I love you, welcome home, by the way, I'm an assassin?'

'Why are you doing it? Are you been paid? Blackmailed?' Jou choked, his eyes watery and his words slow. Regretfully, the brunet shook his head.

'Business.' The blond's chest rose with a deep breath, before he sighed. A long pause passed between them, the hard breathing and burning eyes causing a painful tension between the two men. Finally Jou opened his mouth, the words barely forming,

'So…what do we do from here?'

'I was afraid you'd ask that…' a confused look crossed Jou's face, but deep down, he knew the answer. 'You came here to kill me, didn't you?'

'That was before…' Seto raised his hand again, 'Yes. I was sent to kill you.'

'Since I knew someone was tailing me, I also vowed to kill them, once I knew who it was.'

'I thought so.'

'So…you understand?'

'We have to kill each other…don't we?'

'Well. One of us has to die. Obviously, neither of us want to die, or kill the other. But we have no choice.' Jou nodded solemnly, already he had the upper hand. He had a weapon, and he knew that the brunet did not. 'Jou, I really love you. Do you know that?' Katsuya nodded silently,

'I love you too. I wish, I wish there was another way, hiding, witness protection, something…'

'So do I, but it can't be done. Too much is expected from us now. You're expected to kill an assassin, and if you go free, the cameras will show everything. I'll die for murder, you'll loose your job for not killing me and…' his breath caught in his throat, his words became ragged with tears, 'I really don't want to do this.' Taking another deep breath, Jou walked up to him, kissing him lightly on the mouth.

'It's just like high school, all over again.'

'Yeah…' a smiled to himself.

'It's nothing new. Just a challenge. We can do this.'

'Yeah.' One final deep breath…

'Are you ready?' Kaiba bit his lip in response to the blond, before kissing him one final time. Quickly, he threw his arms around Jou, manoeuvring into a rear naked choke. Quickly, Jou dropped to his knees, throwing off the brunet, before running at him, mounting him. Kaiba took three blows to Jou's face, before his fourth first was caught, Jou rolling over into an arm bar. Twisting out, Kaiba pulled the blond into a guard position, tightening his legs as best he could.

With one swift underhook, Jou escaped, stacking the brunet's own leg over his pale neck, in a desperate attempt to choke him. Seto writhed free, pulling the puppy into a quick triangle grip.

Unable to escape, Jounouchi knew what he had to do. He pulled the knife from his pocket, tears flowing down his eyes as the world became blacker.

'I'm sorry.' He whispered coarsely, 'I…I love you.' With his last ounce of consciousness he plunged the blade into Seto's thigh, pushing it in past the main artery before his world faded to black. Seto yelped as the man between his legs flopped and a sudden pain tore through him.

Suddenly, he felt cold, very cold. The room began to span, and the oxygen seemed to drop. There was nothing he could do. Tears flooded his face as a weak hand found the way to the blond mop beneath him. Paling fingers twined in the wetted strands and a weak smile crossed his face, he tilted his head gently to one side, and took a last glance at the suffocated boy between his bleeding thighs,

'Thank you…'

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So, that's the sad ending. What do you think? Yes or no? I'll post a happier one tomorrow as I have broken to write haha.

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