(Surprise gift fic for my friend DragonLady222. The majority of this fic is Prideshipping. There will be little hints here and there of Puzzleshipping. If I get gutsy I may do a bit of Flareshipping. Yes, that means that the main characters are Yuugi, Yami, and Seto. Enjoy. :D Please read and review.

Just to skip the utter confusion- Yuugi is Mr. Howell and his aliases first name is never mentioned. When in the building there is no Yuugi, first or last name.)

Despite getting up after three hours of sleeping to help his grandpa run the shop and having no time to nap due to Seto, Yuugi was exhausted. However, due to having worked the graveyard shift for an extended amount of time he found it hard to sleep. Today, he could check off as being one of the most complex, horrible, and somewhat amazing days since he could remember. It was after dinner and thankfully, no one was squalling over him. He ran his fingers through his hair for the billionth time. Looking any better than he did now was no longer an option. He had done tossed and turned in bed, paced the room, and fidgeted with his clothes. He just wished the damn sun would shine and he could go to sleep. He was sure sleep would find him then. Then again, he was second-guessing himself because now he was assuming that the other occupants of the house were early risers. Now sure that the only way he would find bliss would be in the form of passing out. Although he was sure that would just result in them fidgeting over him even more so. His room offered him no comfort and as much as he did not want to venture out of it, he felt he did not have any other choice.

Yuugi glanced at the paintings, statues, and other visuals as he mentally made a map so that he could get back to his room when he decided to. Every door thus far was closed making this little walk uneventful. Just as he was about to turn around and go back to his room he noticed an open door. He stepped inside and saw a laptop with a stack of papers next to it. No doubt Seto's work that he had taken home, the man gave an air that he never stopped working- if he did it was probably Yami's doings and that was something he did not want to think about. He knew he should have left and closed the door but curiosity got the better of him, or maybe it was exhaustion.

After taking a deep breath, Yuugi sat down in the chair. Whatever he saw would stay with him, and soon he would take it to his grave. He saw no harm in his 'snooping'. He tapped the key to wake up the sleeping machine. The password was easy to figure out; at least it was for him who knew more about the man than he cared to. After glancing at the lines of code that filled the screen, he glanced over at the notes. It was a process of back and forth. Nevertheless, it did not take him but a second to pick up where Seto left off.

"Just a minute Yami I need to grab my laptop," Seto called out as he stepped into the room. He paused when he saw that the chair was facing the computer instead of the door. He shrugged it off and marked it off as being up too late last night and being far too tired to remember if he left his chair like usual. He was about to lean forward and shut the laptop so he could pack it when he heard soft breathing. Glancing down, he saw Yuugi. He wondered why in the world he would choose this room of all places to fall asleep.

"What's taking you so long?" Yami asked after just a mere two minutes of waiting. He came in the room to find Seto hesitating in front of his laptop. "Just close it and come on," he said not even realizing that something/someone had caught his eye.

"Sorry Yami just another second," Seto said finally snapping out of the mini trance. He tapped a key to wake the machine from its slumber. He noticed that things were not as he had left them. He scrolled up a bit and smirked. "When did Yuugi learn to do crap like this?"

"Crap like what?" Yami questioned impatiently. Seto had promised him breakfast out and if they did not hurry, they would not have time. Everyone demanded his lover's time making it hard to do even the simplest of things a normal couple would.

Yuugi shifted in the chair mumbling incoherently.

"Why is he sleeping in here?" Yami asked another question. He did not care that Seto had not had time to answer the first. He was a bit confused as to why Yuugi would want to fall asleep here when he had a perfectly good bed to sleep in back in his room.

"He apparently decided to help me with my program and fell asleep in the process," Seto said answering both questions. He glanced from his computer to Yuugi and finally he glanced over at Yami. "Think we should move him or what?"

"Just what the house needs- another you," Yami chuckled and rolled his eyes. He was referring to the fact of Seto also staying up countless hours just so he could get his latest project done. "He got himself here, he can get himself back to his room," he said simply. He was not trying to sound snippy or overly jealous of Yuugi's simple act that had attracted Seto's attention. It was just that normally when someone touched something of Seto's his lover went off the deep end and what he expected of him was the exact opposite of what he was doing right now.

Yuugi ran the back of his hand over his eyes before leaning to the left. His felt through the air. It was an obvious attempt to find and turn off an alarm clock, too bad for him that one did not exist. When his hand could not find the alarm clock it was searching out he yawned and stretched making himself fully prepared to wake up.

"Yami what's gotten into you?" Seto inquired a bit curious as to why Yami was being so snippy towards his light. He knew it was probably his fault and that his own personally was rubbing off on Yami. Still that was no reason to treat the person you owed your life to like shit.

"Nothing," Yami mumbled, he was not entirely sure himself as to why he was acting this way. "Come on before you wake him up," he pointed towards the boy who stirred from all the noise they were making. "Unless of course you're inviting him to breakfast as well," he could not help it when he rolled his eyes once again. Outside of the bedroom, he got little time alone with Seto.

Yuugi was coherent enough to catch snitches of the conversation between the two of them. "Just leave the blasted thing here and I'll finish it. When I am done I'll personally drop it off to you." What he said was mumbled and slurred but able to be deciphered. His generosity was extending beyond the normal for him when it came to present company.

Seto glanced from Yami to Yuugi to back to Yami. He had a back up at work so if something went terribly wrong it would not be too hard to correct. Somehow, though from what little he had seen he doubted that anything could go wrong. "You've got some explaining to do later," he said simply and took Yami's hand.

"Thanks," Yami mumbled his appreciation. With that much less work to do, Seto would have that much more time to spend with him- that he was grateful for. He had nothing else to say because when it came to something like this his two cents really did not matter in the first place.

"Now go," he made a shooing motion before stretching. As he yawned again, he curled up in the chair, his eyes having never opened. He had a feeling that now that he was half-awake he would have a hard time going back to sleep even if given the option.

"We'll eventually need to spend more time with him," Seto whispered as they left the room. "Sooner rather than later if we expect to impact his life in a way that will save him." He was realizing it was going to be twice as hard to execute his plan as he originally thought. Why Yami was putting the brakes on at every corner was beyond him. He just hope that his lover aka the other's dark would come to his senses and soon.

"I don't like sharing," Yami mumbled. "It is hard enough getting a moment alone with you," he sighed softly. He was happy there was no questioning that. "I'm just so surprised you're willing to share so easily."

"I'm sharing because it is in our best interest. I do not want to see you get hurt. And, hurt is what you will be if he dies," Seto sighed softly as he put his arm around his lover's waist. "I'm sorry you feel ignored. I'll make it a point to give you more of my time."

"Just try shorting your day by an hour and bringing your work home a little less," Yami grinned. "You sure you didn't already have a thing for my light?" The gin vanishing as quickly as it had appeared. There it was- jealously at its finest rearing its ugly head.

"No!" Seto exclaimed as he fisted his unoccupied hand.

Yami simply nodded his head before kissing his lover softly on the lips. He was ginning one more as he put his arm around the other's waist.

Yuugi was sure that he defiantly looked like shit. He was having another day that consisted of about three hours of sleep. Being on deaths door and going straight to work did not help any either. He sighed, as he stood in front of the full sized mirror. He was still a bit wet from the shower.

"After this I suppose I won't have any secrets left," Yuugi mused aloud as he admired himself in the mirror. He straightened his tie and then he checked to make sure he had properly lined his buttons up. He finished tucking everything but his bangs under the blond wig. He ran his fingers through the shoulder length locks that he had pulled back in a loose ponytail. He blinked a couple of times to make the blue contacts fit perfectly into place before putting on a pair of glasses that was for show only.

"Good morning Mr. Howell," the receptionist was extremely chipper today.

'Seto must have come in, in a good moon- no doubt about it,' Yuugi mused to himself. Figuring out the mood of the 'tight ass' CEO was one of the first things he learned right away. The key was the receptionist's mood. "Morning," he replied simply with a smile.

The receptionist giggled when Yuugi smiled at her, a blush evident on her face. "I must admit I'm a bit surprised to see you considering you took a leave of absence for medical reasons. You do look good though," she quickly added the latter.

"Thanks- I guess," Yuugi giggled. He was not a Romeo, a Casanova, or a Don Juan by any means. Slightly embarrassed by the underlying flirting he blushed. Probably a bad move on his part, as it would make him look like he was reciprocating when he was not. "Tell Mr. Kaiba to be expecting me."

"Okay," the receptionist was happy to comply. When he mentioned about going on ahead she nodded her head, already on the phone.

Yuugi stepped into the Seto's office, something he had only done once or twice before- surprising considering his previous role with the company.

"Coming to get your job?" Seto inquired, trying to look unfazed he did not bother to look up from his paperwork. If he was here for his job he could not deny the man his job back, after all he had been on a medical leave of absence. That and he actually missed having the man around, one of the few he considered competent to do the job.

Instead of answering Seto's question, he strode over to the desk and next to where the paperwork was he sat down the laptop that was secure in its bag. He was doing as promised and delivering it personally. He had chosen not to come as his 'real self' knowing it would probably answer a few of Seto's answers, even if unfortunately for him opening up a few more questions.

This caught Seto's immediate attention. "Where did you get this?" He questioned as he looked up.

Yuugi could have lied right there but he had come too far to back out now. He inwardly sighed now half wondering why he was bothering to reveal this secret. Something in him tugged at him and told him that he could not afford to be angry any more too any extent to the man that was trying to amend his wrongs. "I promised I would bring it to you personally."

For a man with an IQ through the roof he was displaying a dumbfounded look. If anyone had the nerve to point it out to him, they would have told him that he looked almost like a fish out of water gasping for fair as it flopped about. Just when Yuugi was about to say something it dawned on Seto. "This has got to be some joke," he said defensively as he stood up.

"No joke. You said I had some explaining to do, so here I've explained it." Yuugi held a very straight face that told nothing more than this was business. With the exception of his thumbs, he placed his hands in the front pockets of his pants. "No matter how much it hurt me I've always tried to do what is best for my dark so I guess in a way I am asking for my job back. The more I do for you the more time you have for him."

Seto probably would not openly admit it but when Mr. Howell aka Yuugi had been working for him he had, had less work to take home as far as programming went. He had not noticed this fact until the man had taken his medical leave. Did Yuugi ever stop giving?

"Did you honestly think that the only thing to captivate my interest was dirty artifacts and magical card games?" Yuugi questioned after Seto's extended silence. "It just so happened that your company was the only one looking to hire when I was out looking for a job."

"Why didn't you apply as yourself?" Seto asked curiously. He was still in a slight state of shock that Yuugi had been employed for him for nearly the last half a year. The man's sudden request for medical leave made sense now, but only because he already knew of Yuugi's current 'dilemma'.

"I wanted a fair, unbiased shot at the job. I did not think I would obtain that after my fit," Yuugi looked away from Seto and glanced out the large window. "I really did not want to work for you at all at the time but like I said you were hiring when no one else was and I was looking."

"And, how exactly would you find time for us if you took this job?" Seto was not going to let Yuugi give up so easily. He had already told the other that numerous times already. Crazy as it may be to think you can make people fall in love but he was going to try his damnedest.

"I suppose I can work the same schedule you do," Yuugi offered with a shrug of his shoulders. He liked the graveyard shift because he was more likely to avoid Seto. He guessed though that there really was no reason to try to avoid him now, he was after all living with the man.

"You were always a man with answers, one who was quick on their feet," Seto smirked; he was pleasantly surprised for a second time today. He supposed that those traits came from all those years of dueling.

"I won't come to work as any other person but the one whom is standing here now. I'll bring myself to work to avoid questions." Yuugi was doing his best to stifle an upcoming yawn. "I would love to stand around and chat for the rest of the afternoon, but I'm exhausted."

Seto nodded his head. He was not going to argue with that decision since it was at least a step in a more positive direction. "Did you sleep at all?" He asked when Yuugi mentioned he was exhausted.

"Three hours at the most for a second day in a row. It was a lot easier to do that when I wasn't at deaths door." Regardless if appropriate or not Yuugi stretched. "It is a long bus ride home so I'm going to get a move on it before I accidently fall asleep and don't make it home."

"You sound as if you've done it before."

"Unfortunately yes I have." Yuugi sighed as he turned to head of the room. "See you at home."