I awoke only to another bad taste in my mouth.

I felt uneasy knowing that Yugi was below, still here, in my mansion.

I arose from my bed and put on my navy blue slippers and made my way down to the guest room Yugi was staying in. I knocked first. I waited. Then I grew impatient.

I knocked again. When there was no answer, I opened the door without hesitation or question.

Then stopped. Standing beside the bed, exactly as he was late last night, was Yugi. I furrowed my brows and walked up to the pointy haired freak. He looked drained, and even more terrible than the night before. I waved my hand in front of his face before my lip twitched again in disgust. There was no response.

I exited the room and dialed Jounochi's number.

"Hello?"

Jounochi's voice sounded drowsy as though he had just awaken.

"The creep of a boy you sent here stood in the guest room all night. I suggest you remove him." I said harshly, straight to business. There was a long absence of words and I could hear Jounochi's quiet breathing on the phone.

"…….Kaiba?" Jounochi's sleepy voice asked and I hesitated.

"Yes." I said a little slower.

"mm" came a sound of agreement or acknowledgement but was then followed by the sound of snoring.

My hand holding the phone slowly separated from my head and pressed 'end call' before I slipped it back into my pocket. I stood there thinking for a moment. Piecing together my situation and how the only fix to it was currently sleeping stupidly somewhere else. I decided just to let it be for now.

I walked back into my room now noticing how big and cold it was for the first time. My slippered foot touched the carpet awkwardly upon my realization. I stood staring into the room, observing every piece of furniture and décor I could remember raising hell to achieve.

The soft sound of rain greeted my ears.

They say those who like the rain are lonely people. I hated what that said about me. I looked to the floor then turned back around and walked down the stairs to the room Yugi was in once more. These days I allowed my emotions to drive me for the first time since I was a child. I was beginning to lose control of myself. My emotions weren't something I felt were a part of me. To let them guide me seemed absurd.

I opened the door to the guest room Yugi was staying in and my mouth opened to ask him something. Then I noticed him curled into a sleeping ball on the floor. The window's curtains had been pulled all the way open since the last time I had been in the room. I stared down at him for a moment and made my way over. I pulled the comforter off the bed and placed it over him and sat beside him on the floor, leaning my back against the side of the bed.

The room was dark and strange. I felt like a stranger and that I was outside myself at this very moment. I thought of Jounochi and became discomforted. I knew so little about him. I didn't even think there could be a true reason for my love of him. I took out my phone and gazed at it for a moment, touching the screen with my thumb as though it were Jounochi himself.

What did I get myself into? More and more I feel as though I should regret this situation that I don't. That I shouldn't truly believe that this was some kind messed up idea of destiny. That I shouldn't believe I could get anywhere or improve myself because of him.

My eyes fell heavy with sorrow. Even if I did manage to confess, could he ever accept that confession from me? Or if he did accept that confession, how far could we possibly ever get? Our lifestyles simply didn't match up but I didn't want to scratch the idea of the slim possibility that we could be happy at some point, together, even if just for a day.

His name repeated itself over and over in my head, as the image of his face repainted itself back into the place that had become empty in my heart. I felt as though I had traveled back in time, to when I was a mere high school student, peering at him from behind my book. Me back then, staring so lovingly at that hot-tempered blond bully, that always came in late, started fights and disappeared within the first hour of class had somehow became me, waiting for a text from a business partner who somehow was the same person as that bully I used to watch. It was hard to get my head around.

I couldn't figure out what our connection could be. We must've been friends in our past life living and dying together. That's the only explanation I could think of. It was enough, at least for now.

I'd like to give a special thanks to suzanne who took the time to write me such a kind reveiw for my story.

Also I thought it would be interesting to share that the original name I intended for this story was actually 'Joy'.

I don't know why I changed it....anyway 'map to the soul' is enough. ^^

Hope you enjoyed this~ should be more later or something~