murtagh1, Hi there! :D. I'm so glad that you liked the previous chap! :3 . Ha, you don't know how badly I wanted to kill Gozaburo off, but he had an important part in Seto's arc, and I couldn't simply do that! xD. (Yami wishes that I would let him, Muaha!) I'm not sure about Yami's body :\ . I don't want to use the cliché 'Ancient Egyptian Spell' or the 'The Gods gave him a body' thing, even if I love romantic clichés like the sunset, as you saw it! xD. Seto was 15 last chap, and he is 16 now. Yami has a indeterminated age, but the boys like to say that he's 8. (He isn't amused by it. xD) Thank you! :D.

liron-aria, Thank you! :D :D. You can expect more KaiYami interactions from now on! ;)

Guest (Howl3 is that you?) Hello! And thank you! :D :D. Thankfully, I'll have more time in my hands now, so I'll be able to update more often! ;). YES, I've waited to write Prideshipping since you guys accepted it as well xD. I can't wait to write a romantic relationship~~ :D. I hope you're feeling better now! :0. And thank you again!

Starshinesoldier, Hello there! :D. Thank you so much for commenting on the earlier chaps as well~~ . Sorry for the problem with language again x.x . Tehehe, it's not bad xD. Gozaburo is a terrible being! I'm also hopping that we'll get to see what Yami did to him later... (You welcome! xD. It was my mistake after all! ^.^; )

"Are you sure you want to do this, aibou?"

"Yeah."

"There's no need to do that, you know."

"My image is important. I have to serve as an example now that the company is focused on children. What kind of parent would let their child buy products from a company whose CEO is a 'kid' who hasn't even been to school? Besides, Mokuba-"

"But do you have to go on this particular school...? Everyone says that it's one of the most violent in the entire city."

"I'm actually looking foward to it. If anyone tries anything, you'll be able to have fun. It's been a long time since you've taken a bite out of someone." The calm voice was littered with surpressed laughter.

"Hmn. I remember the time when you were terrified just from thinking about me hurting something." The ghost side-eyed his partner curiously.

"It was a long time ago. I was naive and innocent. I didn't know how to use the power that was in my hands." The young man sighed, caressing the golden Puzzle that was carefully resting on his chest.

"Am I just a weapon to you, Seto?" Yami's voice was emotionless, but his ominous stare gave out every single thing that was troubling his mind.

"No. Don't ever say that again. If you weren't were, I don't know what might have happened with Mokie and me." The CEO whispered, running his fingers through his spirit's dark hair.

Yami sighned in contement.

"I'm glad."

A pleasant silence enveloped them as they both looked out the limousine's window. Seto was still wearing the same attire he used during his father's funeral, which took place few days ago. Yami didn't understand the reason for him continue to wear that white suit ... that was a major highlight in the black sea of Gozaburo's burial. The young man's eyes were empty since then, as if he had lost part of his being and didn't know where to go or what he should do after that.

The spirit didn't blame him.

Maybe going to this school was actually a good idea. Who knows, maybe if Seto had contact with normal people of his own age he could become more cheerful again without the help of so many arcade games or tournaments prizes. Maybe he wouldn't be so obsessed with winning every single game that was thrown on his way ...

"What's wrong?"

The spirit sighed in surprise. Looking up, he saw those soft blue eyes gazing at him fondly ... with a small hint of concern. The CEO's hand caressed his neck, right on that particular point that made him go limp and rigid at the same time. The ghost moaned softly and snuggled even more against the teenager's warm body.

"Nothing."

The drive went on for a good thirty minutes. Yami melted, almost literally, on the leather seat while Seto rubbed his neck. He could have sworn there was a sadistic gleam in the brunnete's eyes as he pleasured him enough to make him unable to get up.

Since his torture classes started, he lost most of what remained from his compassion and sensibility towards others. As usual, Yami had no idea of what this kind of education could do to help his aibou in later life. It wasn't like he himself didn't know everything that was being teached to the blue eyed teen on that class, but he didn't think Seto needed... or even should know these kinds of things. He was there. If Seto needed to use his dark knowledge, he just had to ask. That's why he was here after all.

The man who teached Seto on this class was very disturbing... Yami couldn't wait for the day his aibou would let him show that guy a new trick or two.

"Do you think that we'll find something valuable in this place?"

"Heh, I doubt it. We'll be lucky if this trashcan houses something other than amateurs and punks."

The ghost let out a soft purr as the CEO began to stroke his head this time. There was something in the icy blue eyes... but the spirit wasn't sure of what it meant. He has been seeing this look in Seto's face even since he was like... ten, and it keep appearing at random times. He didn't saw it in Mokie's face, nor in the servant's faces though... he simply had no idea of what it was.

Golden eyes widened when a warm huff reached his forehead. Yami blinked as soft lips caressed his skin before pressing against it. He felt... all warm and weird inside... why was his aibou tasting his head?

With a sigh, Seto pulled away and smiled cheerfully for him.

"Do you remember what day it is?" He whispered on his spirit's ear.

Yami gulped. He was very bad at remembering things.

"Hum... is it... hmmm... "

If Yami could sweat, he certanly would be doing it right now.

Laughing, the CEO ended the ghost's struggle.

"Today is the day we met, Yami. Your birthday."

The dark spirit muttered a soft 'Oh' as he looked down awkwardly. He hated forgeting his own 'birthday' from all dates. He was able to remember Seto's and Mokie's just fine, but remembering his... was still a work on progress.

Yami sighed loudly when his aibou's warm lips touched the side of his head.

"Don't worry." Seto whispered, making the spirit shiver at how close he was from his ear. "I've prepared everything already."

"T-T-Thank... you... ?"

Yami swallowed dry once more as the CEO's hands pulled him to the other's lap. That... thing was filling Seto's eyes again. He felt one of his hands caressing his arm, slowly going up to his shoulder, neck, cupping his face...

"A-Aibou?"

"Yami..."

The spirit started to pant shyly, looking at the emotion filled blue eyes and then away, feeling a warmth rising up to his cheeks as the CEO caressed them fondly. The ghost's breath hitched when he felt Seto's warm breath right over his mouth, and getting closer... and closer...

"S-Seto..."

"Yami..."

A knock on the car's door interupted whatever was happening between them.

"Young master... we're here." Isono's voice informed them quietly. Yami cackled a bit when he thought about how red the man's face must be.

Isono was living with them since he got out of the orphanage. About a year after Seto left, Isono reached eighteen years old, and had to get out of his home. Soon he was desperate for a job, but wasn't able to find anything... anywhere. Domino was lacking jobs at the time, and a young, inexperienced man like him didn't stand a chance to the mass of experienced, unemployed people. On his despair, he volunteered for the only available job... at the feared Kaiba Corporation.

The rumours about this place were wild. No one with the slightest amout of money or common sense ever wanted to work there, and it was said that the ones who did never returned the same way they got in. Isono didn't even know what job he volunteered for.

But he had no choice.

Thankfully, he never got to know what would be his function in the 'hell company', all thanks to the small orphan he used to talk to when they shared the same room. He never knew how, but Seto was able to 'pull the strings' and put him in place of some servant that aparently disappeared some weeks before he showed up to get the job.

Seto never was very talkative during their time in the orphanage. Actually, he barely talked to anyone but his little brother, and spent most of his free time inside their room. Still, Isono was grateful. He didn't fully believe the rumours about Kaiba Corp... but he was glad that he wouldn't risk proving them true.

As the years passed, Isono became one of, if not the most loyal of Seto's servants. Without anything or anyone to rely on in his own home, he ended up basically living with the brothers. Mokuba adored him since the orphanage, and was ecstatic with that. Seto was happy too, but he was bothered by a problem... Isono still didn't know about Yami. Well, he DID know, but he probably thought that his first 'meeting' with the ghost was just a bad dream. And THAT definitely would bring issues. Seto didn't want to keep Yami as a secret, especially not after Isono proved to be a valuable and trustworthy ally.

The memory of Isono's face when they 'formally met' was still hilarious to Yami and he chuckled whenever it went through his mind.

He was glad to see that Seto's servant was truly a good-hearted and loyal man, even if a bit coward... but he could understand Isono's fear. He wasn't too friendly to strangers. But it wasn't hard to grow attached to the gentle man, and the blushes that appeared on his face every once in a while were priceless. Yami wasn't sure of why the man got so flushed... maybe it has something to do with Seto being all touchy with his ghost...? Isono must be angry because he isn't getting any hugs.

"We're leaving." Seto said a bit acidly, picking up his briefcase with a frown and getting out of the car. The ghost looked at his aibou with confusion before following him and coiling around his neck. Since Seto became a CEO, they had to become really creative with their ways of hiding Yami. A living scarf was one of them.

While Seto talked to the school's director and arranged his place in the class, Yami fell in a coma-like sleep. It was easier to pretend to be a clothing article this way.

When Seto finaly sat down on his desk, his spirit was already sleeping peacefully. With a warm smile, he caressed his 'scarf' before focusing in looking around the class.

Ordinary. Simple. Shabby.

Ew.

Blue eyes scanned the room, stopping when they fell on shiny, violet orbs that were staring at him curiously.

Seto's breath hitched.

Various emotions rushed inside his chest, going from frustation to sadness and a bittersweet mix of happiness and guilt. His face instinctively scrunched up before he forced himself to make a cheerful smile.

"Yuugi-kun. It's been a long time."

Violet eyes widened when Yugi realized who exactly he was talking to.

"Seto-kun!"

His name was said so happily that Seto forgot for a moment that this... this boy had let him and his little brother waiting and waiting for months in vain for him to comeback after an empty promise and fake smiles. This... ugh.

Yugi had grown up, but not near as much as Seto did. He still had his sparkly purple eyes and his huge smile, but the taller teen was able to see a... darkness deep inside the amethyst orbs. Something like... sadness. Helplessness. Hopelessness. The look of someone that lost their will to live.

Seto knew that look. He saw it way more often than he would like.

Yugi was still ostenting a happy, but weak... almost shy smile. Seto felt anger running through his body, but was able to show the world a gentle face instead. All of his teachings were paying off greatly again as usual.

"I didn't expect to meet you here!"

I bet you didn't.

"How are you..." The smaller teen looked at the other's expensive clothes and at his tall, healthy body before stammering shyly:

"I-I guess you found a good home, didn't you? Congratulations!"

You have no idea. " Yes, I guess you could say that. Thank you."

An awkward silence fell between them. Yugi quickly looked away from the menacing blue-eyes, focusing on playing with his fingers. He seemed nervous and... guilty?

Seto pulled a random book from his bag and spend the classes simply ignoring the stressed boy right beside him. When the teacher was finally saying something slightly utile, the business man put the book down. Seeing his chance, the tricolor haired teen was just about saying something to Kaiba when the school bell rang. Getting up, the CEO arranged his clothes with small pats. The Puzzle swung from side to side over his chest.

Yugi's eyes widened even more than before as he let out a small gasp.

Seto felt a felling of dread run through his body. He shivered lightly, grabbing the Puzzle and stroking it with his fingers as he left as fast as he could without looking desesperate.

Shit!

He looked back and saw that Yugi pratically flew off his chair, stumbling as he ran after him.

"Seto-kun! Wait!" The boy's voice was pratically littered with despair.

SHIT!

Kaiba finally started to run when he reached a curve, his long legs making it easy to let the small boy behind and run off his sight.

He didn't stop until he got to the limousine.

Panting, he took Yami off his neck. Missing the heat, the ghost slowly woke up, regaining his humanoid form as he stretched happily beside his aibou. Speaking of which...

"...Aibou?"

Blue eyes turned to him in record time. Yami shrieked when Seto's arms locked him in a tight embrace.

"Aibou?"

"You're NOT being taken away from me!"

Yami's face scrunched up in confusion.

"Of course not...? What happened, aib...AARGHH!"

Seto was way stronger than when he was a child! Yami felt as if the teen wanted to squeeze his soul off his body! Actually, he was almost sure that some of his yellow liquid was squeezed out of his eyes.

"A...Aibo...ugh... who... who did this to you? Are... are you hurt? If someone did anything to you I swear that I'll..."

"No." Seto sighed. He seemed to have calmed down a little bit, but he was still panting, and if Yami guessed it right, still shivering as well. "I was... I was overreacting. Nothing important happened. I was just... I just thought that..."

"Aibou..."

The teen shaked his head.

"It's okay. Everything is okay. I was just paranoid. There's no way that..." Seto's words vanished as he pressed the Puzzle harder against his chest.

"The recess will end soon. Go back to sleep."

Yami hesitantly obliged, looking at the CEO with worried eyes. Kaiba took off the Puzzle and coiled the black 'scarf' around his neck. He searched for some cloths around the expensive automobile and packed the golden artifact with them before carefully pushing it inside his bag. Yami couldn't spend much time away from that thing. If it was taken away by it's previous 'owner' Yami will...

Shaking his head again, Seto pushed the bad thoughts far away from his mind.

Hn. As if the midget would be able to take it from me or something.

Yep, Yugi hadn't make his leave yet. Will this bring problems to Seto's and Yami's relationship? No one knows...

*Seto canonicaly had torture classes. In the manga, of course. I think this is hinted on the Death T chapter were the Yugi-tashi is forced to ride a ferris whell that has eletric chairs instead of ordinary chairs. If you scream, you're zapped to death. I'm not sure though, maybe it was in earlier chapters instead ^.^; .

Yes, we still don't know what exactly happened to Gozaburo. I don't want to ruin the dramatic scene where Yugi and Jou discover about how he died, (that happened only in the manga, I think.) so I'll only tell what happened when we get there! :D

This chapter was a bit smaller than usual, but I hope that you all still like it! Again, thank you very much for commenting, faving, following and reading my fic! That's what makes me happier and inspired to write more! :D