Disclaimer: To the creators of Kazuki Takahashi, I thank you for allowing me the pleasure of fan fiction.

This chapter is for Dark Bia who inspired me to post early. I hope you enjoy this chapter it's yours, thanks

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Joey a good friend of Sherabo walks into her day dreams and asks: "Why is Seto with Amelda?"

Sherabo: "Joey it's just a story."

Joey: "But . . . he's mine?"

Malik: "So the ole boy is cheating' on yeah."

Joey: "I want a rewrite!"

Seto: "There's enough of me for everyone."

Chapter 4: Live or Die

The clouds surrounded the tops of the mountain which were covered with a blanket of snow. A heavy mist completed the picture; it reminded Seto of a London fog, all of which made visibility impossible. However with all these complications, the exceptional pilot eased his Blue Eyes White Dragon jet through the mist and landed safely.

Standing in front of a four by four truck near the dirt air strip a man waited, for his next orders; he was terrified. Kaiba took the keys and ordered the man to leave; another car would be waiting to take him down the difficult mountain trail. His part in the play was over. Every move was carefully calculated out. Kaiba was surrounded by imperfection, but his moves were flawless.

Tonight his destination was an abandon factory high in the misty Alps. From the moment Amelda left the cryptic message his world started to spin upside down and all around. Immediately a plan was put into motion to meet this mysterious man that captured his heart long ago.

Kaiba's tolerance for fear couldn't be measured on any man's scale, but as he moved closer to the factory, the hairs on his chest began to itch.

'Damn it, I should have destroyed this old building long ago,' he thought. 'Why did I hang on to the past, a nightmare from hell? That's all this damn building represents. Maybe the boy I was still fears Gozaburo's anger, his psychological abuse of my life. Well Gozaburo's this is the last time I will step over this damn threshold. It's time to exorcize you from my soul; I'll cut you out for good.'

Kaiba came to a screeching halt, inches from a tall run down metal door. The hinges were rusted and hung on with a few rusted nails. Kaiba jumped out of the truck and would have ran right into the building but something bright hanging from the top of the door stopped him, from making the rash move. A grenade was attached to the roof over the door and it was suspended by a long rope at prefect eye level. Someone had to go through great lengths to get it just right.

It was a dangerous chime, that attracted Kaiba and he forced a smile of sorts on his lips. 'Interesting my love; or sick bastard would be more to your liking. Is your hatred so deep you would kill me without even a second thought? Then so be it!' Kaiba grabbed the pin that held the explosives and pulled it out swiftly. The grenade exploded and enveloped the doomed CEO in a cloud of purple smoke. He started to cough and clutch his throat, but two hands soft and firm covered his mouth.

"Don't struggle; it will only make the poison seep quickly into your retched body." Amelda voice tickled his ear.

"Mmmm . . ." before he could react, Seto attempted to push Amelda off but his arm stopped working and it fell to his side. His throat burned and his eyes hurt so he closed them tightly and gave in to the other man's demands. He was poisoned, how fitting in an insane way to die; it would be slow and painful.

"Swallow this, it will ease your pain," Amelda continued his words taunting. "But don't move I'm in control." Amelda forced a small pill between Kaiba's thin lips. He pushed the pill in slowly and ran his finger along the roof of Kaiba's mouth. His middle finger touched Kaiba's warm tongue it quivered for more. Amelda chuckled and withdrew his fingers. "Later my captive, we have all night to play." Seto shuttered at the prospects, he couldn't think straight, looking at deaths door and enjoying it. 'Damn I'm dying and all I can think about is screwing him into the ground. I want to hear him scream my name, Seto.'

"Can you feel this, the blade at your throat? It would be so easy to finish this job, now that you are weak. Bury your remains, take your jet as my own and live your life."

"Mmm . . . y yess," Seto felt the cold hard steal yet it didn't compare to the warmth from Amelda's skin against his face, nor the soft leather that wrapped around Amelda's muscled thighs. The hot leather burnt through to his sensitive skin.

Seto couldn't speak; he could feel the poison work its way slowly down his chest, stomach, arms, and legs. The pill stopped the burning sensation but now he felt the paralyzing effects from the poison in his legs which restricted movement.

'Sweet poison, so what does he want to cut me up in little pieces. I'm not done yet,' Seto leaned against the others body; it would only hurt him to struggle.

"How easy you have become my willing slave, this is no fun," Amelda moaned. He slowly turned Kaiba around and dropped the blade from his neck, a small trickle of blood remained on the tip. Kaiba's neck bled, the skin was broken ever so delicately.

"Open your eyes I want to watch your pain as we danced on deaths door. The pill should be working, speak!!" In the twilight of this night Kaiba opened his eyes and looked straight ahead. He could hear Amelda's gentle breathing; he knew with a tilt of his head he'd meet his destiny.

"Look at me, Kaiba of Kaiba Corp." Amelda spit out the words and pulled Kaiba closer, he could almost touch his lips. He kicked his knees and pulled Kaiba's hair back which popped his neck at an odd angle. Kaiba had no choice but to look up into the silver grey orbs that haunted his dreams.

"It's a fake," Kaiba whispered.

Momentarily captivated, Amelda dropped his guard; defenseless the dark and mysterious brunette drew him inside a spider's web. It was difficult to decide who held the blade. Kaiba's translucent skin glowed in the moonlight. His head thrown back and held tightly in his fist felt like cool silk. And the smell of his skin invited an experience tongue to explore. 'What am I thinking? I came here to kill this bastard, make him suffer for his crimes, yet I can't I want to get lost in his arms, I want to see my refection in his eyes'

"Fake what the hell do you mean. He never broke eye contact."Amelda chest heaved with passion. Kaiba stirred his lust for revenge.

"The copy it's flawed." Kaiba throat hurt like hell.

"You still screwed him senseless," Amelda added. He released Kaiba from his hold, yet his finger tips remained in the brunette hair a second longer. "Don't try to move, I have the second pill which will release your body, only if you're good."

"So you were watching, blind man. Did you enjoy the show?" Seto taunted his jailer.

"His screams were nauseating; I didn't need to look. Is your lovemaking that notable? I think not." Amelda voice grew husky with each word.

"But you watched, I saw the cameras and the special microphone implanted behind his ear lobe. Messy job by the way. I expected so much more from you, my dear." Kaiba smirked the poison had slowed down.

"Shut up, bastard, cut the dear shit. I'm not your toy," Amelda sigh. "Have you forgotten I hold your life in my hand?" He was weary beyond belief. If only he could rest. If only the nightmares would stop. If only he could find happiness.

"That was an established fact the minute I pulled the pin." The CEO continued to irate his foe. 'I'll make him notice, I'm the only one.'

"You're just like him, an uncaring bastard that walks this earth. As for my eyes they are the causalities of war."

"War?"

"Yes a war that your father created here. Here in this factory. Are you that comfortable with your life surrounded by ignorance?"Amelda's hatred flared.

"How dare you?"

Amelda laughed he was in control again, his mission on target. "Let me explain. You were a young brat, the new heir to Kaiba Corp., touring this grand factory with your father. Do you remember the questions you asked?"

"Father, why must we wear this mask?"

"Son the air is filled with the odor of peasants. They are loaded with disease. Don't touch them."

"Father, why is that boy writing on the wall?"

"He's ignorant my son. We can't have them wondering out in the mountains so they've created a world inside. I think that's the sky." Gozaburo laughed and continue to walk ahead.

But you stayed behind and walked over to my brother. His hands were black from the suet created from the fires. He was drawing stars on the wall and every one of the stars was black as night. Over head through the vents in the ceiling we could see the sky, and the clouds created by the smoke and filth was purple. Many workers were blind, deaf, or speechless. Our vision was fading from the blinding lights, lack of sleep, lack of food, and proper medical care. We lived and died in Hell's Kitchen. Did you know babies were born blind? I was lucky. My brother was weak, he wasn't allowed outside so I drew the sky on the walls for him. Do you remember your comment to him?

"Stupid peasant, clouds are white and stars are bright." Then you kicked him.

Gozaburo appalled your arrogance and called the factory, the land of Purple Clouds and Black Stars. I wanted to kill you even then; my brother was never the same.

"I was a child." Kaiba countered.

"No, my brother was a child; you were an arrogant ass hole. The only difference between now and then is your height."

"Then end this now, but call my name . . . call me Seto," Seto eyes searched for something.

"Never . . . . . would it mean forgiveness. Take my body you've destroyed my soul, robbed me of a future with my brother. There is nothing left but revenge."

"Those were my father's sins, I closed down this deathtrap!!" Kaiba defied the poison and moved closer to his adversary, even at the cost of his life. It was important to make this man understand. Sweat poured down his back.

"This is bullshit; it's time to end this right now!!" Amelda moved closer to Kaiba, yet he didn't expect the brunette's next move.

The kiss was brutal. There was no evidence of undying love, devotion, or lust. With all his fading strength he held the man against his chest to deepen the kiss, to find warmth. Kaiba only wanted to take away some of the hate, and fuel it with a gentle fire, bury the anger. Amelda's body stiffens with each attempt and grew cold. Seto unable to bare the rejection pulled away.

"You . . . you felt nothing,"

"Is that so surprising, my hate runs deep. It has festers in my heart and will wither and die in my soul. Once that happens I will die and follow my brother. He was a little boy, weak, blind, and didn't see the tank. Oh! DIDN'T I TELL YOU!! He was out looking for food and ended up in a testing zone. Your men didn't care. His doll was the only thing we found to suggest he was ever alive, a broken toy soldier."

"Amelda, I didn't know."

"Don't whisper my name. So you're the blind man now. It doesn't end there." Amelda walked over to a far wall and opened a metal container. He lights the coals and watches as the purple smoke floats up to the top of the ceiling and creates smoke clouds. Amelda watches for a while, the memories were painful, but they fueled his need for revenge. 'Maybe he should burn the building down with Seto . . . no Kaiba in it.'

"Kaiba you robbed me of revenge. I read in the paper that the monster took his life in a fall from a damn window."

"Yes, it was . . . ."

Amelda cut Kaiba off. "Don't patronize me!" Bullshit, he was a devil, why would he want to die?" Amelda left the evil comfort of the fire and stood in front of Seto. His eyes misted with tears of frustration, hate, and a lost innocence. But he remembered Seto's lips were warm and cruel, he hated him. "I know you had something to do with his death. He should have died by my hand. But if I can't have the father I will take the son!"

"Amelda . . . don't do this. Killing me won't bring him back!!"

"Shut up!! Amelda faced the CEO perhaps for the last time. The building started to smoke.

"Don't speak of love, with your damnable blue eyes dripping with pity. Amed is still waiting; go fuck him if you survive the night. Even if you threw him out of the window yourself it is not enough. Nothing you can do will change the emptiness in my soul."

"There is life, we could try" Seto spoke softly. "I know you want this."

"LIFE, my brother is dead. You should have let me die that night. I didn't ask for your help and I don't want your pity now. Kaiba this is war and you are my enemy." It was a mistake but Amelda looked into Kaiba's eyes and the pain he saw wrapped around his heart. He fingered the pill in his hand.

Slowly he walked closer to Kaiba and placed the pill between his willing lips. Next he took a glass of water and sipped it slowly. Amelda beckon Seto to open his mouth and he allowed him to drink from his lips his fill. Seto trembled the entire time; the brief connection was warm and passionate. Tears fell from Amelda's eyes and landed on Seto's cheek.

"Watch out for your brother, he's in mortal danger. His executioner may not be so humble. Hurry home Kaiba of Kaiba Corp, well when you can. The effects should be neutralized in fifteen minutes; smoke will consume you in thirty."Amelda left the room. Seto could hear a bolt slide into place. Amelda had left him there to die or survive with the last thought that Mokuba was suffering the same faith.

"Amelda . . . Amelda . . ." he screamed. Sweating, and dragging his paralyzed body to the door he pushed, pulled, and banged until his knuckles bled. Falling to the floor and rubbing his legs, the CEO kept repeating his brother's name over and over again.

"Mokuba . . . Mokuba . . . ."

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What will become of the Kaiba brothers? Stay tune, review. Thanks for reading…..

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