Here is chapter four, if you want to kill me that's fine but then that means you will never know how this ends.

I'm going to point this out, because I didn't really mention it before in Beautiful Dawn, but when Yami tried to kill himself, he wasn't wearing a thick jacket, it was thin. When he hit the bottom of the river, he got caught in the rough waters, hitting the bottom and having the rocks cut his jacket, shirt and cutting him. So he has minor scars from that and a faint one on his head along with the obvious one of his right wrist. I want him with scars; it will help with the story.

And I have a confession to make…

Sadly, a majority of this fic is based off an episode of the Simpsons, it is the one where Marge hits her head and can not remember Homer. I know, seems like a stupid thing to rip off, but this is my fic and I write what I want to write.

On with the fic.

Never Coming Home

Chapter Four

I hate sleeping alone, it feels wrong not having him next to me, holding me close and mumbling weird and random things by my ear as he slept, never knowing that he talked in his sleep.

I hate not being in the same room, but Mokuba and Aibou told me that I shouldn't shove the fact that Seto and I are dating down his throat; it might freak him out since he doesn't remember me or our relationship and a few other things.

I sit up and stretch my tired joints, hearing my back pop. I jumped out of the guest bed and walked down the halls only to find a faint blue light in Seto's office. I quietly opened the door and heard him speaking in some language that I believe was Spanish, no, that's Italian he's speaking, into his phone and he didn't sound happy.

He then slammed the phone down on the receiver a moment later and sighed before looking over and me and blinking his slightly different eyes, at least they are starting to return to their normal sharp, cold form the more he remembered thing. "Yami, what are you doing up? It's past two."

"I just got up for a drink of water and I heard you yelling."

"Oh, that was just some jerk from an Italian company," I was right on the language, "saying that he wanted to use Kaiba Corp. technology for some stupid project that really has nothing to do with games or computers, just some bullshit to promote his company. I turned him down."

"I see… Seto, you should go to sleep, you look really tired."

"Surprisingly I am tired, which isn't a common thing for me from what I know, I should get some sleep, I've been busy with fixing issues at Kaiba Corp and it's hard to do these things when only one of your hands is really functional." He looked at his still broken arm, the doctor lying on how it should have healed a while ago.

I sighed. "You shouldn't over work yourself right now Seto, the doctor wanted you to relax while you recovered, you shouldn't be stressing yourself out with work as soon as you walk into the house."

"I know Yami, but if I don't fix these issues that have occurred, then Kaiba Corp. gets a one-way ticket to hell and it falls apart. While I was out, three investors almost took over the company; luckily Mokuba was able to stop them."

I nodded and turned around to leave the room. "Alright, I'm going to bed now Seto, I'll see you in the morning." I just left and sighed, I care deeply for him but if he doesn't relax, he'll go right back into the hospital again.

"Mind crush!"

"AHHH!"

My eyes shot up and I gasped, looking around in my dark room. What was that?! That was a weird dream, that voice… it sounded faded, as if it didn't want me knowing its owner who I couldn't see, they were covered in a shadow. I only saw his hand when he placed his cards on the table, but on his hand was a black mark, as if someone drew something on it.

Who was that person and why does my heart hurt…?

I lay back down and rolled over to the side of the bed that for some reason I never liked sleeping on, I smelt the faint scent of cinnamon, chocolate, and vanilla… didn't Yami have some body wash or shampoo that smelt of those? And why did I ever notice that, Yami's just some friend who lives here… I think.

Why can't I remember anything about him? I want to know just what he means in my life, he says he's my friend and he's telling the truth but there is something else, something seen in his eyes that says that's not the only thing.

But what else is he?

He won't tell me about himself, he wants me to figure that out, and Mokuba is no help, neither is Mouto.

I've taken noticed to something odd about Yami, around the house this morning he was wearing a tank top, and I saw a cut on his shoulder, he told me it was from an accident. Then there is the one of his wrist, I saw that one in the hospital, I asked him about it but he said that it was something he didn't want to talk about.

Looking at it, the scar, it pisses me off. Something about it makes me angry and worried at Yami, I don't know why and frankly it's starting to irritate me.

I notice the clock and shake my head, time to get up anyway.

After getting cleaned up and dressed, I walk downstairs for coffee, only to find Yami down there, making it and looking tired. "Yami, what are you doing up at six in the morning?" Jeez, I just realized I've only had about four hours of sleep.

He turned to me and smiled slightly. "I just woke up, craving coffee. What are you doing up and dressed?" He raised an eyebrow as he handed me a cup, which I took.

"I have to go into work this morning; didn't I tell you that during dinner? I have to go to some stupid meeting that Mokuba told me was set up by Isono and is extremely beneficial for Kaiba Corp. I'm sure it will be just like my other meeting, boring and just filled with old people yelling at each other over stupid bull shit."

Yami looked at me, something flashed in his eyes and he frowned. "Seto, do you really have to go in today? I told you earlier to take it easy right now."

"I know Yami, but I really need to get through with this meeting, it can't be rescheduled."

"But Seto, you are dead tired and you just had surgery not too long ago and you're still healing from that."

"Please Yami, just let me go to work, jeez you sound like a noisy housewife." He glared deeply at me for that.

"Oh for the love of Ra! Seto, how stupid can you be?! Ever since you got some of your memory back, all you can talk about his work and how important it is! It's fucking annoying and frankly I don't give two shits about some stupid meeting you have or some project you have going on! I'm worried sick about your health, so call me a noisy housewife! I don't care, if that's what you want to call your boyfriend then-!" He quickly covered his mouth and I stared at him.

Boyfriend…?

"Yami… what the hell are you talking about?" I stepped closer, putting the cup down as he turned his head.

"Seto, you and I are lovers… we've been dating for a year… that's why I live in this house."

I looked at him. "I don't know what you're talking about. Yami, I don't remember ever being anything with you."

He stared at me in shock. "Seto! You and I are in love! We've known each other for years, ever since I was just a spirit living within Yugi! We use to be enemies who dueled, me for the thrill and you for showing your true pride and kicking my ass to regain your title. Then I got a body all my own but I felt like I didn't deserve to live, and you made me have something to live for. You feel in love with me and made me happy!"

I looked at him, I don't remember anything about this relationship he claims we have but something flashed in my head. It was that duel… in my dream, when the shadowed person summoned Exodia, and then destroyed my mind. The shadows left the figure, I saw Yami.

I growled and backed away. "Yami, I'm going to work, you can do whatever you want." Turning, I headed for the exit, but I heard him following.

"Seto, wait!"

"It's Kaiba to you!" He stopped and looked at me; hurt was seen in his eyes. "Yami, I don't know anything about this relationship but I remember you destroying my mind and the rage I felt afterwards. Maybe you shouldn't be here; if I can't remember us being together then maybe my mind doesn't want us being together. You can go live with Mouto or someone." With that I left, only glancing over my shoulder to see that Yami was crying.

I can't be with someone who I can only remember hate towards…

TBC

Next chapter: Yami tries to get back together with Kaiba, even staying in the mansion still, and an old feeling of his returns to ruin Yami's thoughts.

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