Hey everyone! This chapter is going to be a treat ^^. A REAL treat. It's a grand feast OF DOOM! It's the dinner Russian Roulette. I'm sure you'll get the idea in this chapter. It's going to be a tasty supper lol. As for the name of Seto's butler... wow, BUTler lol. Ok, I don't know his name or what it's called in English dub. I know he doesn't have an official name, so I'll call him Hobson. If you guys know the name, let me know and I might change it. Review please!

Mokuba showed the teenagers to the limo. He sat in the front while Atem and Joey sat in the back. Joey had a face like he thought he was having the greatest dream of his life. Atem rolled his eyes toward his friend. Mokuba showed a smirk as he peeked up from the back.

"So, you ready for the first game?" Mokuba asked through his smirk.

"As really as hell!" Joey smirked. "Man, you guys got it loaded!"

"Of coarse we do," Mokuba sighed as he rolled his eyes. "My brother is president of Kaiba Crop and I'm vice president."

"DANG! No wonder you're such a bitch," Atem smirked as Mokuba returned it with a glare.

"Listen, Seto has been acting like a real ass. After our game, I thought he'd get better sooner or later, but he hasn't," Mokuba explained with seriousness. He showed a deeper glare. "He can't even look at me without giving out a glare or a death look. I tried helping him, but he's as stubborn as a mule."

"Like most Kaiba's are," Atem finished with a smirk up his lips.

"THIS IS SERIOUS!" Mokuba yelled. "Something's wrong with Seto. Even you know that, Atem!"

"Which is why I'm even agreeing to play your game in the first place," Atem pointed out. "So, what kind of game of Russian Roulette are we playing?"

"Oh, you'll see," Mokuba smirked evilly.

"I hate the look on that kid's face, Atem," Joey whispered.

"What's the matter? Afraid of a little middle school kid?" Atem teased as Joey rolled his eyes.

"We have made it to the Kaiba Mansion, sir," the driver announced as he exited from the limo and opened the door for Atem and Joey.

As soon as Joey exited from the limo, his eyes were completely off his eye sockets. The mansion was huge! There was a large gate surrounding the place and the building reached four stories up. Inside the gate was a large lawn of grass with a few trees and some flowers surrounding the mansion. There was a walkway that made a curvy way to the french doors.

Atem wasn't really that surprised since he had been to the mansion several times. Not to mention he was at the mansion when he played his first game of Duel Monsters with Seto. Atem was very familiar with the place.

"Haba, haba, please pinch me now!" Joey grinned as he felt a huge sting on his forearm. "OW!" He turned and saw Mokuba with his pinching fingers on Joey's forearm. "HEY!"

"Sorry, I've always wanted to do that," Mokuba smirked as Atem chuckled in reply.

"I was tempted on doing that myself," Atem smirked before the trio walked down the walkway and made it in front of the double doors. They opened automatically to reveal Seto's old butler since childhood, Hobson. He was a bawled old man with some wrinkles, a head bigger than his body, and a smile that sent shivers down a lion's spine.

"Good morning, Master Mokuba," Hobson greeted before making a bow. "Come with me and I will show you to your seats for today's grand dinner."

"Food?" Joey drool. "And here I thought you were gonna make us hold a gun to our heads!"

"Of coarse not! I'm too young to play with guns," Mokuba laughed while rolling his eyes. "I'm doing my own version of Russian Roulette."

"What do you mean?" Atem asked curiously as Mokuba held a smirk.

The three kids sat at a round table. Because Seto had been working hard on the theme park, he was extremely tired. He decided to rest his eyes before the Death-T tournament began. Mokuba used this opportunity to prepare Atem and Joey for what they were going to face. This game would be risky, but it was worth preparing them before the war. Hopefully, Seto wouldn't wake up before the game was over.

Joey stared at the food in disappointment. It was basically kiddy meals. This didn't surprise Atem one bit since Mokuba was only twelve. To him, this was a feast. What really got him was the spinning wheel that held the food. This gave Atem a cock-eyed look. He remembered Mokuba mentioning about having his own version of Russian Roulette. Atem, even Yugi, had a bad feeling about this game.

"Aw man! Kiddy meals?" Joey complained. He sighed before sitting down. "At least it's food."

Mokuba spun the wheel, although he did it to where the food wasn't moving in directions or splattering everywhere. Atem narrowed his eyebrows while Joey's eyebrows rose.

"What's going on?" Joey asked.

"I told ya, it's a game. We are playing Russian Roulette," Mokuba smirked.

"With food?" Joey smirked before Atem gave a hum.

"In other words, one or two of these meals are poisoned?" Atem asked as Joey's eyeballs burst.

"BINGO!" Mokuba smirked. An evil chuckle escaped from his mouth. "Of coarse, I know which of the two are poisoned. Whatever meal you get, you have to eat it. If not, you lose."

"NO WAY! THERE IS NO WAY I'M PLAYING THIS!" Joey declared with seriousness in his eyes.

"Listen, Blondie, my brother's ruthless and won't take no for an answer. You think this is suicidal? You have no idea what kind of land mine you'll be facing in Death-T and neither of you guys will have a choice. I'm GIVING you a choice to stay or run away like a little puppy dog," Mokuba glared. Atem knew in his heart that Mokuba was right. Seto had turned ruthless when making this Death-T tournament. "Besides, if you don't, I'll have to give this food out to... someone else."

"You wouldn't!" Joey glared.

"I would, now eat what was put in front of you!" Mokuba glared as Joey took the plate and ate it up.

Then, Joey felt woozy. His world started spinning and he was knocked out cold before falling to the floor. Atem gasped in horror before Mokuba stood there with his arms crossed and an evil chuckle that escaped from his lips.

"Guess he got the poisoned food," Mokuba shrugged. Atem glared deeply. "Of coarse, if you win, I'll give you the antidote." He waved it in front of Atem.

Atem glared deeply as Yugi appeared beside his brother. He seemed determined.

"Let me take over!" Yugi said.

'Are you sure?' Atem asked as Yugi nodded. "Yugi wants to play."

Mokuba shrugged and agreed, "either way, the rules still apply. Besides, I've never seen the other part of you before."

Yugi took over and spun the wheel around. The food that ended up on his side was a plate of spaghetti. Yugi ate the whole thing, hoping to not get the poisoned food. Mokuba held his smirk with folded arms across his chest. After Yugi was done, he wiped his mouth from the spaghetti sauce and Mokuba chuckled.

"That one wasn't poisoned. You should be glad. Most people are grateful to be alive," Mokuba smirked.

"What is this, the Saw?" Atem asked sarcastically as Yugi chuckled.

"What's so funny?" Mokuba asked glaringly.

"My brother was asking if this was the Saw," Yugi replied cheerfully before glancing at Mokuba. "I believe it's your turn."

Mokuba spun the wheel of food. A cup of ice cream landed on his side as his eyes glowered. This didn't surprise Yugi since Mokuba knew which of the food was poisoned and which wasn't. Even at this advantage, he still had to play by the rules like he did. If the poisoned food landed on his side, he would have to eat it. Was Mokuba really willing to risk his life like this to prepare them? Why did he poison Joey like that?

Joey was lying on the ground with cold sweat pouring from his face. Yugi hoped inside his heart that he would win the antidote in time before Joey died. After Mokuba was finished, Yugi spun the wheel. It kept spinning and spinning. Sweat was pouring down every inch of Yugi's face. He prayed in his heart that he didn't get the poisoned food, whatever it was. Mokuba seemed determined himself. His eyebrows furrowed as the wheel came to a stop.

Yugi got a plate of pancakes, one of his favorite meals. It was Atem's favorite too, especially since they share the same taste buds. Yugi was about to eat his pancakes when he noticed a small pitcher. He looked at a little bottled dish the size of a salt shaker. It could be mistaken for a real pitcher if it wasn't so small. Yugi cocked his eyebrows at looked at Mokuba.

"What's that for?" Yugi asked.

"Oh, it's syrup for the pancakes," Mokuba grinned while rubbing the back of his neck.

"Can I have some?" Yugi grinned as Mokuba passed the pancake syrup. Yugi poured it onto his pancakes before eating them up unthinkably. Mokuba smiled happily as Yugi finished his plate.

Mokuba spun the wheel as it started slowing down and a burger landed on his side. His eyes widened and sweat poured from his forehead. Yugi cocked his eyebrows suspiciously as Atem stood behind crossing his arms and furrowing his eyebrows.

"Aren't you gonna eat that?" Yugi asked.

"Uh... right," Mokuba hesitated. He brought the burger up to his mouth and ate it. He kept eating until it was all gone. He then felt something in his stomach that seemed knotted and then. "BUUUUURRRRRRP! UGH! I HATE BURGERS!"

Yugi burst out laughing, including Atem. They were laughing so much, they forgot that Joey was poisoned and one of the other foods was poisoned as well. Mokuba blushed in embarrassment before standing up and offering the last plate.

"This one isn't poisoned either. I... kinda lied about that one. Joey just had a mickey in his food," Mokuba admitted as a moan escaped from Joey. "He'll probably be dizzy, but he'll wake up in a few hours. Sorry I had to scare you two like that. Though, it was fun."

Yugi chuckled and said, "I figured this was probably a lie when Joey passed out with normal breathing. Also, brother knows you're not that type of person to do that."

"Figures," Mokuba said while rolling his eyes. "I hope you can forgive me for drugging your friend like that."

"We do, although brother's not sure if Joey will," Yugi chuckled as Mokuba showed one too.

"I'll be at Death-T too. I want you to be my opponent, Yugi," Mokuba declared seriously. "I promise I'll play fair like I did with Russian Roulette. All you have to do is be my opponent."

"I will," Yugi promised. He brought out his hand. "You have my word."

Mokuba smirked as the two shook hands. Mokuba felt a strange feeling inside him, a feeling he hadn't felt since the orphanage. For the first time in almost years, he made a friend. If only Seto could see the happiness in that. Mokuba hoped in his heart that his brother would see that someday. The soft feeling that filled his every heart and soul. Maybe Seto did feel it and was taking it wrongly. This was why Mokuba brought Atem and Joey here in the first place, mostly Atem, including his brother.

"I'll have you guys stay over tonight. Seto should be awake in the morning," Mokuba said before leading Yugi up the stairs.

"Grandpa might be worried. I better call him," Yugi said.

"Um... ok," Mokuba said nervously. He didn't want to reveal what happened to Yugi's grandfather yet.

Yugi called his grandfather and heard the phone ring, but no one answered. He decided to leave a message. He said, "Hey grandpa! It's Atem! Just wanted to let you know I'm with Seto and staying over for a while. I hope you don't mind. See ya!" After that, Yugi hung up.

"I'm sure your grandpa won't mind," Mokuba muttered. He felt guilty for keeping secrets from Yugi or Atem. "The guest room is upstairs."

"Mokuba, is something wrong?"

"Huh?" Mokuba responded before putting on a fake happy smile. "Oh, I'm fine. Just make yourself comfortable. I'll have Hondson carry Blondie to his room."

Yugi walked upstairs into the guest room. Something wasn't right about Mokuba and it started when Yugi decided to call his grandpa. What's going on? Why was Mokuba acting so strange? Did Seto do something to Grandpa?

"I'm sure he's fine," Atem said with a hint of comfort in his words.

"I suppose, but I can't help, but worry. I hope he's doing okay," Yugi sighed as he plopped on the bed. He stared at the ground with worry in his eyes as he felt warm arms around his waist.

Atem took Yugi's chin and turned it to gaze into those violet eyes. He said, "grandpa's fine."

Yugi groaned while leaning his head against Atem's shoulder. Atem smiled with a slight chuckle that escaped through his nose. He laid Yugi on the king size bed. He turned off the light switch by the bedside, which turned off all the lights in the room. It was huge and fancy. Despite all the comfort anyone would need in this humungous bed, Yugi could not find any sleep, he was too worried about his grandpa.

Atem laid on top of Yugi with two elbows on the bed supporting his weight, and his right finger looping around Yugi's gold lock. Yugi sighed as he stared at Atem's smiling face.

"Are you gonna sleep or am I gonna keep watching you make that face?" Atem asked.

"Maybe I'm worrying too much, but Grandpa always answers his phone, even at midnight," Yugi muttered before letting out a moan. "I can't help, but worry and I can't sleep with all this worry."

Atem laid a kiss on Yugi's forehead, still playing with his brother's gold locks. He replied, "I'm worried too. I'm sure he's doing okay, but I can't let that get to me. I've got to focus on other things, like Death-T. Good sleep is good for the soul, you know."

"I know but..."

Atem laid his index finger on Yugi's lips and let out a "shu-shhhhhh." Still, he kept his warm smile, even while kissing Yugi's cheek. "Sleep. Keep your worries for tomorrow."

Atem nuzzled his face on Yugi's neck as worry still showed on Yugi. Though, he could still feel Atem's warm breath beating against his neck and his right hand whose fingers brushed through Yugi's thick hair. Yugi felt a sensation of comfort from his brother, who was trying to sooth him. Atem kept a half smile while soothing his brother and giving a peck on his neck.

"Yugi, whatever happens, just know that we're doing this together," Atem whispered sweetly. He used his hand to push back that thick black hair. "Like we always have been."

"Brothe..." Yugi muttered before Atem's thumb stopped his soft lips from moving. The hand he felt moved his head to face his brother's eyes once more.

"Shhhhh," Atem shushed oh so softly before twiddling his fingers through Yugi's gold locks. "Don't talk, don't worry, just sleep." His hand moved across Yugi's eyes to shut them. Atem held his brother gently while thinking of images that could put Yugi to sleep. It wasn't long before his body finally found sleep.

Atem smiled while watching Yugi sleep soundlessly. He looked so peaceful like the body of a dead person at a funeral when they are laid in their caskets. Atem couldn't explain why he enjoyed being with Yugi so much. It seemed only yesterday that he became Atem's wost nightmare. Atem wondered why he ever thought of this innocent creature to be a nightmare. So sweet, pure, and innocent. When Yugi was there, Atem's world no longer existed. The world that was dark and cold vanished and replaced with a pure and innocent soul. Atem could sense Yugi felt the same way, but sort of an opposite effect.

Yugi saw Atem with no innocents and a cold dark heart, but with softness inside. When soft, Atem could be the sweetest person you'd ever meet. If Joey and Tristan were to hear that, Atem would instantly blush. He never revealed it, but only Yugi could find that soft spot. Atem didn't know how he did it, but he found a soft spot that not even the teenage boy knew he had. This soft spot that could kiss Yugi's troubles away, that could hold his pure soul and never let go, that could learn to love someone like him. Someone... like Yugi.

Atem had heard of romantic love and love toward his family, but only Yugi could show him this kind of love toward a brother who was of no relation. Atem started thinking of the song he learned when he was little called "Catch a Little Star." Yugi was Atem's little star. He never even knew he sang that song in his sleep in his own version.

"Catch a little Yugi, put him in my pocket, never let him fade away."

Yugi kept that song in his heart and never told Atem for a long time, hoping he would sing it again.