Seto was feeling so much better now that Yami was feeling better.

"Remember I don't want you to move too much or do any work or to use any magic short of an emergency. I mean it, NO MAGIC!" Seto told him.

"Yeah, yeah I get it, I wont. Stop worrying."

"Well sorry for caring. Besides, I don't want you to be bedridden when Mokuba comes home later."

Yami frowned. "I thought he was staying with Ryo for the weekend."

"Ryo called and said that there was a bad storm coming. He was worried about getting Mokuba back safely Monday. So they should be here soon." Seto didn't realize how much of a happy tone he put on it.

Yami glared at him. "Seto, you know how much it means to Mokuba to spend time with Ryo. It's not right to use the storm as an excuse to force Mokuba to come home."

"I'm not forcing anything!" Though he was still excited he knew now he shouldn't have told Yami about Mokuba's returning.

"You just said he'd be home soon, why would he be if you didn't force it?"

"I told Ryo he could keep him till he could safely bring him home." Then held up his hand to stall Yami's question. "A few minutes later I called him back and offered him and his family the chance to come here and stay in the VIP wing. I was going to set them up in the East VIP wing, since Maura's family is in the West wing and towers. Unless Mokuba wants to, I doubt they'll use the towers, but Mokuba might enjoy staying in one."

"Yeah, he loves to look out windows. He'd probably love it. Since in that tower there's only two rooms Ryo could have the one across from him and he'd feel even safer."

"I don't blame the kid for loving windows. Hell if I'd been cooped up in a stuffy old basement only to be let out to work my fingers to the bone for little to no food most of my life. I'd love to look out of the windows too."

Yami frowned, "But you do like looking out windows. Whenever we go out to a restaurant you always want to look out the windows."

"Oh, well that I think simply comes from royal training. High Priest Daylan always wanted to do it in the basement! Oh I hated it down there, it was so hot and stuffy. It was murder during the summer and freezing in the winter! But short of going outside he always said it was the best place to practice. Free from interruption and a lot of space. I hated him! He wasn't exactly a bad teacher. It was just every time he said we could take a break and I started to sit down tired from all my standing he'd yell that I couldn't just sink to the floor like I was doing, I was a prince and I had to sit properly. Even during breaks I had to sit in that hot or cold depending on the season and no matter the season it was always either too hot or too cold. Sometimes I always thought he was a snake."

"Seto, that's not nice!"

"Well, what do you expect? I'm sitting there with sweat rolling off of me and he's just sitting there like he's got a fan or something on him. And I know you're going to say it's because I was moving around and he wasn't. No, when we first get there it's simply instructions and talk. Maybe even just practicing writing or waving. You have to learn to wave properly. Even then just sitting there you like to die from the heat. But again he seemed unaffected by this."

"I never had any problems with him when I trained with him and he always preferred the study."

"Maybe he liked to watch me suffer. I don't know."

"Um, Seto…"

"What?"

"He never touched you did he? I mean the way you make it sound…"

Seto, misunderstanding what Yami meant, said, "Of course he touched me Yami. Don't be stupid. He was always yelling at me and forcing me to sit up straight, stand up back straight. I swear it was non stop with him, he insisted all the time that I never got it right and had to put me in the proper position."

Yami wasn't liking the sound of this. "Seto, did he ever touch you…"

"I thought I answered that."

Yami sighed realizing Seto wasn't taking his subtle hints. "Was he like Noah!" Yami finally yelled.

Seto was taken back by both the shout and the question. "Wha…what?"

"Did he ever hurt you like Noah has Mokuba?"

Seto blinked, not seeing that one coming. "Um, well he did have an overly obsessive need to touch me all the time. But as far as I'm aware I don't think he ever did anything really inappropriate or if he did I was too young to realize it. I don't think so though. Why?"

"Well it's just…the way you made it sound reminded me of Noah."

"You know, I remember he was kicked out of here when I was 12. Maybe he did and I blocked it out or something."

"What makes you think so?"

"Well I remember one day we were practicing and I had to sit in his lap cause he said he was the carriage and I wasn't doing my wave or carriage sitting very well."

Yami wasn't liking the sounds of this. "What happened?"

"Well it's strange I don't really remember too much, it was like a blur of activity."

"Ac-activity?" Yami asked.

Not hearing the fear in Yami's voice he continued. "Yes, a royal diplomat had shown up with his daughter and father came down and saw us. He flew into a rage. High Priest Daylan had tried to explain to father that we were just practicing but he was dragged out of the castle. I heard later that he was exiled from the kingdom. Father never said a word to me, just grabbed me up and we went upstairs. I was told there wouldn't be anymore lessons till a replacement was found. A week later I was told to go to class and I met High Priest Seth. I thought it strange that father would choose him, I mean he was only 15 at the time. Though he had had training all his life it was still unusual."

"Mmm…yes, I can see why. I never knew he was so young. It's hard to believe your father would choose him."

"I've heard he's supposed to be the best. That's one reason I've kept him on."

"What was his training like?"

"Well first he moved us when it wasn't too hot or too cold, we were outside. Otherwise he chose an office or the south ballroom for training. We did do the carriage waving thing too, but he'd set me on the table and slap a ruler against it to either get my attention, get me to do it right or just to test me. He even broke it once because I messed up on doing something right."

"Well what about positions and walking and stuff?"

"He did that too, though unlike Priest Daylan, Priest Seth was better at making me do it without touching me."

"How did he do that?"

"Well the first time it happened he was drinking ice tea and he threatened that if I didn't contain my posture and dropped the book more than once he'd punish me. He never said how."

At that Yami smiled, having an idea. "Let me guess you failed and had the ice tea poured on you."

Seto glared at him. "It wasn't funny!"

At that Yami only started laughing harder.

"Yeah, yeah laugh it up. He'd often do other things of that nature to punish me for doing it wrong. It only made me practice more not to get any form of punishment."