A/N: I think you'd call this another 'bridge' chapter, oh well pls enjoy!!

Disclaimer:

Fluffy: I own Yugioh -sarcasm- those who thinks that's possible?

Anzu: Sleepy?

Fluffy: mm -nods- those who thinks its possible for me to own Yugioh and the world not be in total chaos -looks around for loud earth destroying explosions- then you, my friend, are worst off than me!! -mutters- and Jou-kun and Kaiba-sama..

Anzu: Yeah, so Fluffy doesn't own Yugioh or anything related to it…

Honda: About Jounouchi…

Fluffy: Oh!! You are his friend I suppose…

Honda: yeah..

Fluffy: He thinks he raped Kaiba-sama, even though technically he didn't, Kaiba-sama didn't really TRY to stop him, ne?

Honda, Anzu, Yuugi, Moku, and other random characters that no one knew was there: -staring- …

Last time: "Maybe I screwed up, but…" he paused forcing himself to continue without actually knowing what he was admitting to. They'd hate him. "..I'm not sorry." he finished with an air of finality. Strangely he felt worst for admitting this, but the burden did seem to lighten.

It was silent, seconds ticking by in a strange slow motion. Katsuya felt a strange ironic sense tugging at the corners of his mind, something was, off. His head lifted from it's hidden position, ready to survey his surroundings.

Steel icy orbs clouded his vision as his large inhuman panic stuck honey-chocolate eyes collided with them. His breath hitched, and for a second he forgot breathing was necessary for him to continue living. But at the moment living was the last thing he wanted.

Kaiba!? His mind scream, panic rising to dangerous levels.

Katsuya opened his mouth as if to say something but nothing came out, he forced it shut again. His golden-honey eyes wide with panic. He attempted to force a calm expression to his features, his body refusing to obey his commands.

His lips parted, slowly again, as if to speak- still resulting in no sound. He was too panic struck to be frustrated. His mouth opened and closed a few more times still attempting to make sense of things. His mind still refusing to register details, simple facts, minor abilities feeing in horror of the strange occurrences. His mind simultaneously replayed small scenes refusing to put them together where they would once more be lucid details.

His vision grew mosaic, threatening to fade and leave him blind and vulnerable to his surroundings, then cleared simply to once more blur and leave the boy more panic struck.

"Maybe I screwed up, but-I'm not sorry." recalling his own words, Katsuya's eyes widened as his mouth fell open with disbelief. He jumped, his hands slamming against the cold hard floor as his arms nearly gave under the weight they held. He turned facing the brunet fully, sliding further from center of all his pain, Kaiba, his hands and feet made a scrambled attempt of pushing his body as far from the older male as possible. He grunted, his arms giving as he fell back onto the hard floor, only his elbows supporting him.

Kaiba merely watched the shorter male's futile attempts of an escape through narrowed cobalt eyes, he faced forward without turning his head toward the blond male. His breathing remained level, while his face held his normal cold impassive expression.

After all the events that had played out between the two, Jounouchi was sure there'd be a reaction, a large powerful well-rounded explosion. Well maybe not, this was Kaiba, but at least he expected something of a reaction. Depression, sadness, anger, to be completely ignored-that one he expected more than the other's, though he admitted it would have greatly irked him to be ignored after such a thing-or some recognition of his defeat. Something.

He needed something.

That thought nearly struck him as funny, he needed to know he had hurt or somehow effected the older brunet. He needed to know.

Those thoughts faded quickly as his mind drifted to a much more present thought. He wasn't being beat to the ground, no sign of a murder attempt in the hunting sapphire eyes.

His sudden shock at noticing the brunet didn't intend on suddenly jumping and strangling him as the moment, slowly evaporated. He relaxed slightly, tense muscles easing to a more calmed state. He shifted further from the blue-eyed CEO, still well aware of what relaxing completely around the what should be extremely pissed off teen could lead to, an early-very painful, death.

He eyed the older teen warily, his dark honey eyes wide with both curiosity and concern. His face held strong emotion, regardless to any attempts to control them. An awkward, growing uncomfortable silence drug on, refusing them both of any ease. Not that either of them really wanted to break the seemingly unending silence.

Okay, time to think logically; what lead to this: We fought, like always-he made me look stupid, like alway- he nearly growled mentally shaking the thought from his head. Alright, he pissed me off and I got even by…well that day after school, at da lockers…maybe, maybe…

He paused in his musings, maybe…I went a bit over board…and now…

He didn't know what was happening, was he to admit he was wrong and beg Kaiba for forgiveness? No, he couldn't be expected to do that. No, he wouldn't do that! Rather he'd over reacted, or owed the arrogant CEO an apology he didn't care he had only been seeking revenge. He deserved what he got.

".. 'Screwed up..' hn?" a low deep voice interrupted his thoughts, causing him to jump almost violently.

His widened startled eyes, previously unseeingly studying the school's hard-possibly some kind of marble but Jou didn't know things like that-tiled floor, released their studious gaze on the floor to meet the owner of the low quiet voice. He blinked, confused, he tilted his head to the side not sure what the older male had said or meant. He didn't trust himself with speech at the moment.

Kaiba released a quiet soft sigh, turning his intense sapphire gaze to the lockers across the wide hall. He didn't know what was next, confused, mixed emotions freely dancing in his chest barely held from his features. He'd been struggling constantly to keep them concealed deep within himself, ever since the little after school scene with the Mutt.

So much confusion, so many questions circling him, taunting him with his lack of knowledge on the matter. It frustrated him, it had only been a full day since the little event-that he was still refusing to call any thing other than 'the events with the Mutt after school'-but it seemed like he'd been in this state of pure chaotic confusion for some time now. A life time maybe, years. Too long, it was driving him mad.

He needed answers, and he planned to get them one way or another.

Though he already had his resolve, he had figured that out before his return to the living, before coming back to this forsaken school. Pure hell.

Before he planned to break Jounouchi, gaining his revenge on the disrespectful mongrel, he needed answers! First things first, as the popular cliché goes. First answers, what's, why's, how's and so on then revenge!

He pressed down the smirk that threatened to over take his features, settling for a small quirk of his lips. Then turned his narrowed, dead serious cobalt eyes to the blond that sat beside him-worrying expression firmly in place. "We need to talk.." he stated firmly, a fleeting though of calling him the adored nick name, 'Mutt'.

TBC…

A/N: On time!! Yay! Short, kinda, I know…

I'll try to make da next ch longer!!

Review please!:3