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You Can�t Destroy Evil
by Dragondreamer, Yami Dragon and MJ Evildoer

Disclaimer: We don�t own Yu-Gi-Oh! If we did, Keith would be a bit smarter and living at MJ�s house.

Warning: This story contains shouenen-ai (guy/guy relationships) and yaoi (guys having sex with guys). It also contains coarse language and violence. If you don�t like it, or become offended by such things, seek professional help to get the stick out of your butt.

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS YAOI!!! AS IN GUYS HAVING SEX WITH OTHER GUYS!!! IF YOU CAN�T HANDLE THAT, THEN WE SUGGEST YOU LEAVE NOW!

Note: /�/ Bakura�s thoughts and mind link to Ryou
//�// Ryou�s thoughts and mind link to Bakura
MJ�s thoughts
(�) Mokuba�s thoughts
[�] Seto�s thoughts

~*~*~*~*~

DD: *hugs Ryou* I�m so sorry!
Ryou: Oh no. I�ve got a bad feeling about this.
YD: *smirks*
MJ: *rolls eyes* I suppose next we are going to have a group hug and analyse our feelings.
DD: Come on MJ! I can�t believe we�re doing this to him!
Bakura: I can�t believe you�re doing this to me!
MJ: *pulls a knife and carves the following message on the wall* DIE WEAKLING DIE
DD: Well that�s just GREAT! I just painted that wall you know!
MJ: Think of it as original Art work, it will be worth money some day

~*~*~*~*~

Chapter 3

~*~*~*~*~

Setoked ked quietly down the hall, passing his own bedroom, to check on Mokuba.

He stood just inside the door and regarded his little brother with a smile. The raven haired boy was curled up in his bed, his hand tucked under his cheek.

[I really need to spend some time with him. I hope these contract negotiations can be done from here. I�d hate to have to leave the country right now. I know that he�s upset about me working so hard.]

He shut the door silently and headed for his room, trying to shut down the part of his mind that refused to let go of the day�s business dealings.

The first thing he noticed when he entered the bedroom was that Ryou had left the balcony doors open, permitting a soft breeze to circulate. The second thing was Ryou himself.

A shaft of moonlight came in through the billowing curtains with seemingly the express purpose of illuminating the angel lying on the bed. He had kicked off the covers, as usual, and lay on his back with his arms above his head, one leg straight and the other slightly bent. His hair flowed over the dark sheets, glowing softly in the moonlight.

Seto undressed, leaving his clothes w the they fell, and walked over to the balcony doors. He pulled the sheer curtains all the way open, sighing as the cool breeze caressed his bare skin. He rubbed the back of his neck and rolled his shoulders, trying to rid himself of the tension of the day.

[I�ve done all I can for now. I can only wait and see if they accept the new contract. I think I�m going to take tomorrow off. Maybe I�ll call Bakura in the morning and see if he wants to take a look at the new VR game.]

He heard Ryou sigh in his sleep and turned to look at him.

[Then again, maybe I�ll spend the morning in bed and call Bakura after lunch.]

A feral grin crossed his face as he moved over to the bed and silently slid up next to his lover. There was no way in heaven he could resist the sight of Ryou�s pale skin reflecting the soft light. He had to touch him.

He traced the line of Ryou�s jaw with his fingertips and stroked down his neck before leaning down to flick his tongue over a nipple. He grinned as Ryou moaned softly. He wanted to arouse his little angel, but he didn�t want to wake him. At least not yet.

Seto let his fingers trail down over Ryou�s stomach, noting that he was indeed becoming aroused. He kissed and licked his way slowly down to Ryou�s hip, lightly nipping him, bringing him closer to waking. He stroked the smaller man�s thighs, making him stir. Ryou�s eyelids began to flutter. Time to make his move.

He took Ryou�s length into his mouth, sucking lightly. Ryou moaned and twitched. He sucked harder. Ryou�s eyes shot open and he squeaked. It was so cute that Seto chuckled deep in his throat, tearing another moan out of Ryou.

Chocolate brown eyes met heavy lidded blue.

�Seto.� Ryou whispered. �Oh gods, yes��

Seto�s eyes slid shut as he went back to pleasuring his angel, the whimpers and whispers driving him wild. He felt Ryou tense and took him deep into his throat, swallowing around him.

With a violent shudder, Ryou came hard into his lover�s mouth and went limp against the pillows, breathing raggedly. Seto pulled himself up and kissed him deeply. Ryou groaned, tasting himself on the brunette�s tongue.

Seto broke the kiss and grinned down at him. �Hello my angel.�

�Mmmm�� Ryou stretched, wrapping his arms around Seto. �What a great way to be woken up.�

�I�m glad you enjoyed it.�

�Always love.�

Seto kissed the corner of Ryou�s mouth and worked his way down to his chest, taking a nipple in his mouth and sucking on it before biting down gently.

Ryou hissed and took �s h�s hand in his, bringing his fingers up to his mouth and sucking on them desperately.

Seto pulled his hand away from Ryou�s mouth and took his lips in a deeps tos to distract him as he began to prepare him with the slick digits. Soon Ryou was whimpering, thrusting himself against the invasion. Then he said the two words that made Seto�s blood boil.

�Take me.�

Seto positioned himself and pushed in slowly, watching as Ryou eyes misted with passion. He waited for Ryou to adjust and let him know it was okay.

�Please�oh Seto...please!�

They looked deeply into each other�s eyes as the strained together, getting closer and closer to the edge. Seto angled his thrusts and Ryou�s world went white.

�Oh gods! Seto! Yes! Harder!�

Seto slammed into him repeatedly, feeling Ryou clenchund und him as he climaxed, whimpering. He felt tears well up in his eyes as his own release bore down on him, rendering him temporarily blind.

He collapsed, inadvertently crushing the smaller form below him, but unable to move. Ryou was beyond caring. They lay there, trying to catch their breath, sweat pouring from their bodies to quickly cool in the gentle breeze from the open balcony doors.

Seto shivered as he finally rolled on to his back, pulling the covers over them. Ryou cuddled close, laying his head on the brunette�s chest, listening to his heartbeat slowing.

�I love you angel.� Seto ran his fingers through the other�s long hair.

�I love you.� Ryou nuzzled his chest, sighing. �So very much.�

�Go to sleep. It�s late. We can sleep in tomorrow.�

�Aren�t you going in to the office?�
�m g�m going in to the lab in the afternoon.�

�Mmmm�good.� Ryou�s voice was faint.

Seto kissed the top of the snow white head, smiling as he felt his lover slip into a deep sleep.

He was just dropping off himself, when Ryou began to murmur in his sleep.

�Why yami?� Ryou clutched at Seto. �I can�t tell Seto�damn you.�

Seto stroked his lover�s hair, calming him. [Bakura would never hurt him. What�s going on? It must have something to do with those looks Bakura�s been giving him. I wish I knew how Ryou felt about him, really felt about him. Well, if Ryou tells me about it, then I can tell him how I feel about Bakura. I�m attracted to him. I can�t deny it. I don�t want to hurt Ryou though. If he feels something for his other, maybe we can make it work.]

Seto tightened his grip on the other. [I must be nuts! God, I need a break if I�m thinking crazy thoughts like this. I just need a decent night�s sleep.]

�I love you angel.� Seto whispered. �I�ll do anything to make you happy.�

~*~*~*~*~

Mokuba walked past Seto and Ryou�s room before he noticed that the door was closed. Going back, he frowned at the closed portal.

(It�s 9:30. What�s Ryou still doing in bed? He�s always up with the birds. Is he sick?)

He raised his hand to knock when he heard a distinct sound coming from within the room. Ryou was moaning. He became worried, thinking maybe his friend was sick, when he heard his brother�s low voice.

(Oh, so that�s how it is. Seto finally takes a day off work and he�s spending it in bed with Ryou.)

Mokuba cled hid his fists as tears stung his eyes. He hadn�t seen his brother in three days, except for a few brief minutes yesterday at breakfast, and Seto had barely spoken to him. He had sat at the table drinking his coffee and reading some contract.

The younger Kaiba raised a clenched hand and rubbed his eyes. He continued his trek to the kitchen, telling himself he didn�t care, but the biting loneliness was hard to ignore.

~*~*~*~*~

MJ stared at the fence outside the Kaiba residence. No matter how hard she looked at it there was no way she would be able to get into his house. The security was far more complex that she had first anticipated, and she certainly didn�t have the time to plan a way in.

Keith walked up behind her and nuzzled her neck.

�So, any thoughts on how we�re going to do this?� He asked.

Irritated MJ slapped him away and continued to stare at the structure as if her glare was enough to gain her access.

�No, and what are you doing here, if they see us together then it is all over!�

Keith stepped back with a wounded expression. �Hey, I was just trying to help. You can only stalk someone for so long before it gets a little boring you know.�

MJ sighed and closed her eyes in an attempt to regain some control over her anger. �Fine, Keith. I was just trying to think of a way to get into this place, but I don�t think it is going to work. All my plans could be ruined if I can�t at tat the weakling.�

Keith shrugged and looked at the building. �Why don�t you just go to his house, you know he does go there almost every day.�

MJ struggled to keep from scrng. ng.

With one last look she turned to Keith and put her arms around his waist. �That is a marvelous idea Keith. I don�t know what I would do without you!�

Keith smiled with conceit. �I don�t know babe, I guess I can�t help being a genius.�

For the second time in as many minutes sestrestrained herself from slapping him senseless.

~*~*~*~*~

Mokuba was putting his lunch dishes in the sink when Seto walked into the room.

�Hey little brother.� Seto ruffled his hair.

Mokuba scowled and stepped away.

Seto looked at him, puzzled. �What�s wrong?�

�Nothing.� Mokuba mumbled. �I�m going out.�

�Where?�

�I�m meeting the guys at the park.� Mokuba replied. (Like you care.)

�Well, call Alan and have him send someone over to go with you.�

�I�m not taking a bodyguard Seto!� The young boy bristled. �Yami�s going to be there. Do you think he�d let anyone hurt me?!�

[That sounded rather accusatory. What the hell oingoing on with him?]

Seto regarded his brother for a moment before yingying. �I suppose. But take a car, okay?�

�I�m walking.�

�No Mokuba, you�re not. If you�re going to go, you�re being driven there and back. You know the problems we�ve been having.�

�Why do you care?! Just go back to fucking your boyfriend and maybe I�ll get to see you at dinner for once!� Mokuba tore from the room.

�Mokuba!�

Seto stared at the empty doorway in shock. He didn�t know whether he was more surprised at the boy�s language or by what he had said.

[I knew he was upset, but I didn�t think it went this far. Shit! What am I going to do? I�m going to have to sit him down tonight and really talk to him. I know that I�ve been neglecting him lately, but he always understood before. He knows that I have to work hard to keep Kaiba Corp. running smoothly. What�s brought this on?]

He shook off his thoughts as Ryou came into the room.

�What�s going on Seto? I thought I heard Mokuba yelling.�

Seto shook his head. �Don�t worry about it angel. We just had a disagreement, that�s all.�

Ryou looked skeptical. The brothers didn�t have disagreements. For as long as Ryou had known them, Mokuba had worshiped the ground Seto walked on. Lately, however, things had changed. Mokuba was getting defensive at every turn. Not only towards Seto, but himself as well.

�You need to spend some time with him.�

�I know.� Seto pulled Ryou to him and kissed his forehead. �I will tonight. I promise.�

Ryou laid his head against the brunette�s chest, breathing in the mixed scent of soap and spicy cologne that was uniquely Seto. �What are you up to this afternoon?�

�I thought I�d call Bakura and have hime a e a look at the new VR game I�m working on.�

�That would be nice love. He�s been spending too much time by himself lately.� Ryou didn�t look at his lover, afraid that he�d see the secret in his eyes. The secret of his growing feelings for his yami.

�Well, I could use his opinion. I did base the game on him and his tomb robbing skills.�

Ryou chuckled. �Must be some game.�

�Yeah.� Seto grinned. �Should be interesting. What plans do you have for the rest of the day?�

�I don�t know. Maybe I�ll go over to the park and see if Mokuba wants to talk.�

�Sounds good angel. Why don�t you take your duel disk? I�m sure Yami and Yugi will want to duel. I�ll call you a car and then I�ll call Bakura.�

~*~*~*~*~

�Dark Magician! Attack his life points directly!� Yami roared.

Mokuba grinned as his life ps drs dropped to zero. �Well, I came close that time Yami.�

�You certainly did.� Yami replied, looking at his duel disk. �You got me down to 1300 that time.�

Joey got up from the grass where he was sitting with Tristan, Yugi and Ryou. �I�m next!�

�In a hurry to get your ass kicked?� Tristan smirked.

�You know what happens when you make comments like that, don�t you?� Joey walked away, not even looking at his lover.�Yea�Yeah, like he could go for a week without it.� Tristan muttered to the others.

Mokuba sat down next to Tristan, putting him and Yugi between himself and Ryou. Ryou had been trying to get him alone all afternoon, but Mokuba was doing a good job of avoiding him without seeming to. He�d had about enough.

�Mokuba. I need to talk to you.� Ryou stood up and gestured towards a large tree about ten feet from where they were sitting.

�But Ryou, I want to watch the duel.�

�Now please Mokuba.� Ryou�s voice was stern.

Mokuba narrowed his eyes at the other�s tone. Tristan and Yugi looked at Ryou strangely and Mokuba decided that he didn�t want to cause a scene and have his friends find out there was a problem at home. He got up and reluctantly followed the white haired man.

Ryou sat down at the base of the tree and waved a hand, indicating that Mokuba should sit next to him. He took out his deck and shuffled through it, as though looking for inspiration. Sighing, he placed his deck on the ground next to him and turned to the raven haired boy.

�Mokuba, what�s wrong? You haven�t been yourself lately.�

�What�s that supposed to mean?� Mokuba couldn�t keep the anger out of his voice.

�Well.� Ryou groped for the right words. �You�ve been distant with me lately. And you�ve been fighting with Seto.�

�How can I be fighting with Seto if he�s never around?!� Mokuba practically yelled.

�That�s not true and you know it.�

�It is so! And when he is home, he�s always with you!�

�Is this what�s wrong? Seto spending time with me?�

Mokuba didn�t answer.

�Mokuba, I�m not trying to come een een you and your brother. You�re my best friend��

�Yeah right!� Mokuba interrupted. �I used to be your best friend!�

�You still are��

�No I�m not! You don�t care about me any more, and neither does Seto! You�re always too busy with each other!� Mokuba began to cry. �Why did you have to come live with us?! You changed everything! And Seto loves you more than he loves me! I hate you!�

Mokuba scrambled to his feet and ran, heading for the park enterance.

�Mokuba!� Ryou jumped to his feet. �Wait!�

Ryou reached down to grab his deck and felt a sharp sting in the palm of his hand. He ignored it and began to run after the boy.

The duel had come to a stop when Mokuba started yelling and everyone was looking in Ryou�s direction.

As he ran, Ryou felt a strange lethargy come over him. It became hard to breathe.

�Ryou!� Yugi yelled running up to him. �You�re bleeding!�

Ryou looked down at the hand clutching his deck and saw blood dripping from his twitching ers.ers. �Yugi�� He whispered. �Can�t breathe.�

The others came running at Yugi�s shout and Tristan grabbed him as he collapsed, convulsing.

//Bakura! Please, yami! Help!// Ryou tried to reach out to his other, only to find the link blocked, again.

He was vaguely aware of being held down by Tristan and Joey and heard Yami yelling for Yugi to call Seto and an ambulance.

//Seto. I love you. Please, I don�t want to leave you! Bakura�yami�I love you.//

Everything went black.

~*~*~*~*~

MJ strolled through the park blending in with the other bystanders watching Mokuba and Yami duel. They looked so at ease, unaware of the danger that was circling them. She decided to take position behind a tree and watch the outcome of the duel before she made any move. It would be better to wait for an opportunity to present itself.

She watched as Mokuba and the weakling walked over to the tree that she was standing behind.

Quietly she listened to their conversation, her laughter barely in check as she listened to Mokuba crying and declaring his hatred of the weakling.
She reached into the bag she was carrying and pulled out the razor blade with her gloved hand, careful not to cut herself. Coated on the surface of the blade was a very potent drug that was absorbed almost instantly when it came into contact with the blood stream. It would cause terrifying hallucinations, or should the pathetic little worm have an allergy to it (as she suspected he would, through some of the research she had done on him over the past several years) it would cause his system to shut down on itself and if not treated quickly, death.

Anyone watching MJ at this point would have been stopped in their tracks with the look of pure hatred in her eyes, had she not been wearing a pair of dark sunglasses.

While the weakling was getting up to go after Mokuba she took advantage of his moment of forgetfulness and slid the blade on top of his deck, so that there was no way he could grab it without cutting himself. Then she slowly slipped away and back into the crowd.

It was hard, as she watch Ryou fall to the ground surrounded by his friends, not to cry out in triumph.

With a smile she turned and headed out of the park. It was difficult to not stay and watch the weakling suffer, but her time would come soon, and then she would have everything and they would have nothing.

~*~*~*~*~

�What do you think?�

�It�s too easy.�

�That�s because this is the beginner�s level Bakura.� Seto reached over his shoulder and hit a few keys on the keyboard. �Here.�

Bakura watched the new simulation roll across the screen, acutely aware that Seto was still leaning over him, one hand resting on the desk next to the keyboard. He tried to concentrate on the monitor, but the other�s seemingly innocent closeness was making it difficult.

[He�s blushing. Something happened between him and Ryou yesterday, I know it. Every time Bakura�s name came up today, Ryou wouldn�t look me in the eye. God he�s gorgeous. Everyone thinks he looks just like Ryou, but he doesn�t. There�s nothing soft about him. I wonder how he kisses. I�d love to know.]

�Well, this is better.� Bakura turned in his chair, practically brushing his lips against Seto�s.

Seto backed off and crossed his arms over his chest, just in case the other could somehow see that his heart was beating faster. �Well, do you want to try it out?�

/There�s at least two meanings to that. Am I really going crazy, or does he realize it too? I�ve seen that defensive gesture of his before. When he told me he was in love with Ryou. It�s almost like he�s expecting me to tackle him or something./

�Sure. Why not.�

[Wait a minute! Why do I get the feeling he�s not talking about the game? Oh shit!]

�Well, come give me a hand hooking up the cables then.� Seto turned and walked toward the back of the VR pod.

Bakura got up from the computer and followed after the brunette, unable to keep his eyes from him.

/Ra, he moves like a panther. And he�s not even aware of it. He�s so in control of himself. I bet he wouldn�t have to resort to a bottle to try and forget what�s going on in his head. He so gentle with Ryou. I wonder if he ever loses control. Wouldn�t I like to find out./

Seto was trying to untangle the mass of cables lying on the floor behind the pod. He started handing them to Bakura, telling him where to plug them in until there was only the power source left.

Bakura fumbled with the large cable, which was twisted around on itself. Getting it untangled, he tried to plug it in, but it was heavy.

�Here, let me give you a hand.� Seto placed his hands above Bakura�s and screwed it into the socket while Bakura held it steady. When they let go, their hands touched, sending a shock that had nothing to do with electricity through them both.

[Oh shit! Did he feel that too?]

/Fuck! Did he feel that? Ra damn it! I can�t take this any more! Maybe�maybe he�d understand./

�I�ll boot up the system.� Seto made to step around the white haired spirit only to find himself stopped when the other laid a hand on his arm.

�Seto�I need to tell you something.�

�Yeah?�

Seto glanced down at the hand on his arm and Bakura quickly removed it, leaning against the back of the pod. The brunette crossed his arms over his chest again, waiting.

�It�s about Ryou. Yesterday�well�yesterday I�� Bakura dragged a hand through his hair, a nervous habit he�d picked up from Joey.

�Hey.� Seto reached out and squeezed his shoulder. �It�s okay Bakura. You can tell me.�

Bakura sighed. �I�I kissed him.�

[Uh-huh. I figured it was something like that. That would explain Ryou talking in his sleep last night.] Seto decided to play dumb. �So? You always kiss him. I mean, I know he�s like a brother to you.� [Maybe I can hit a few buttons here. I know I haven�t been imagining what�s going on with him.]

/Son of a bitch! Is he playing me?/ �I mean I kissed him, kissed him.�

�Oh.� The brunette kept his face neutral, deciding to see just how much information his lover�s yami would spill on his own.

�For Ra�s sake Seto!� Bakura�s patience snapped. �I just told you I kissed Ryou and that�s all you can say?!�

�Well, what am I supposed to say Bakura?� Seto asked. �Because I know you�re not telling me everything.�

�What the fuck is that supposed to mean?!�

�Don�t get defensive on me.� Seto put his hand back on the other�s shoulder. �Tell me the truth. I won�t get mad, I promise. How do you really feel about him?�

Bakura searched the azure blue eyes, finding it hard to believe he was okay with this. He hung his head, unable to meet the probing look. �I love him.�

�I thought so.� Seto replied quietly. �Have you told him?�

Bakura�s head snapped up. �Are you crazy?! How can you be alright with this?! If I were you, you�d be bloody by now!�

�But you�re not me. And I know that nothing can damage how Ryou feels about me.�

Bakura shook his head, looking at the floor. �I can�t tell him.�

�Why?�

�He loves you Seto. I�m his yami. Nothing more. I can�t do that to him.�

Seto moved his hand from Bakura�s shoulder and cupped his chin, forcing the other to look at him. �Can I ask you something?�

�Yes.� Bakura whispered, feeling the heat from Seto�s hand spread through his face, making his heart pound.

�How do you feel about me?�

//Why did he have to ask me that?! I still don�t know for sure. I think�I think I love him, or is it just lust? Fuck, I don�t know!! I want him. I know that much.//

�Bakura?� Seto watched the play of emotions cross the other�s face, his hand still under his chin.

�I don�t know.� Bakura looked into Seto eyes, struggling with himself. �I think�ummm�I think I have feelings for you.�

�That�s enough for me.� Seto leaned in and kissed him softly.

Bakura stiffened in shock at the unexpected gesture. He pulled away, confusion written all over his features.

�Are you going to deny that you wanted me t tha that?� Seto still hadn�t taken his hand from Bakura�s face. He moved his hand to cup the other�s cheek, stroking his thumb over the well defined cheekbone.

Bakura shook his head. �No�but�Ryou.�

�This isn�t about Ryou and you know it.� Seto leaned close again. �What do you want Bakura?�

/What do I want? I�m not sure�except�I want him to kiss me again. Ryou, I�m sorry./ He clamped down tighter control of his shields and put his arms around Seto�s neck, pulling him close. He knew if Ryou found out, he�d never forgive him. But he wanted this so badly. He�d try anything to stop the pain.

He tipped his face up and looked into the other�s eyes. �Please, kiss me again?�

Seto buried his hand in the long white hair, cupping the back of Bakura�s head while his other arm came around his waist to pull him tightly against his body. He took the other�s lips, immediately asking for entrance, which was just as quickly granted.

[He feels so different from Ryou. His hair is not as soft, and he�s more muscular.] Seto felt a small stab of guilt. [God! What am I doing? But it feels so right.]

Bakura moaned as the brunette tenderly mastered him. [Ra, it�s so good. Why does it have to feel so good? Hikari, please forgive me.]

Their lips parted and Seto leaned his forehead against the shorter man�s, gasping for breath. Bakura pulled back, looking up at Seto, seeing the look of passion and guilt that was mirrored in his own eyes.

�Bakura�� Whatever he was going to say was cut of by the ringing of his cell phone.

He reluctantly let go of the other, who leaned against the pod trembling, and crossed over to the desk. He picked up on the fifth ring.

�Kaiba�Yugi, slow down. I can�t understand what you�re saying.�

Bakura came over, seeing the worried look on Seto�s face.

�What?! A seizure?! Is he okay?!�

Bakura put a hand on Seto�s arm, alarm glancing across his face.

�We�ll be right there�yes�okay. I�ll have my doctor meet us there.�

He turned off his phone and turned to Bakura, grabbing his hand. �Come on! Something�s wrong with Ryou. He�s have a seizure or something�they�re at the park.�

Seto pulled him through the lab, running into the corridor, dialing his doctor�s number at the same time.

~*~*~*~*~

Mokuba ran, not really caring where he was going.

(Why did I say that?! It�s true. Ryou coming to live with us did change everything. Seto doesn�t have time for me any more.)

He hardly noticed his feet carrying him down a familiar street. He could barely see where he goingoing, his eyes blinded by tears and his breath coming in harsh gasps.

(I miss you big brother. I miss you. Why did you have to choose him over me?)

Mokuba came to a halt in front of the gate to Seto�s lab. He wasn�t surprised he had ended up here. He came here a lot lately, to be alone and work on a VR game he�d started writing about a year ago.

He wiped the tears from his face as he keyed in the security code to open the gates. Locking them behind him, he went to the side door, once again using his code to get in.

It was deathly quiet in the building. Seto wouldn�t even allow security guards here, relying instead on computerized locks and such. Mokuba passed through each security point using the code his brother had set up for him.

(Odd. Why�s this door open?) Mokuba stood outside the room that contained a single VR pod, the prototype. He slipped in quietly, wondering if someone had somehow broken in.

He pressed up against the filing cabinet next to the door and cautiously scanned the room. A movement caught his eye and he looked toward the VR pod.

Seto and Ryou. They were kissing.

(God! If they were going to have sex in the damn VR pod again, they could have at least locked the door!)

Mokuba turned to leave when he heard a moan. It wasn�t Seto, but it didn�t sound like Ryou either. It was too deep. Looking again, Mokuba almost gasped out loud. Ryou wasn�t that tall! And his hair�s not that long, or wild!

(Oh my God!! Seto�s kissing Bakura! How can he?!)

The raven haired teen watched as they broke apart, leaning into each other. He heard his brother say Bakura�s name in a voice he had no right to be using with anyone other than Ryou. Mokuba was furious. It was bad enough his brother was neglecting him in favor of Ryou, but now he was cheating on him with Bakura! He was about to reveal himself when Seto�s cell phone rang. As the brunette went to answer it, Mokuba slipped from the room.

He made his way through the security in record time, needing to get away from what he had seen. He slipped out the back gate, not noticing Seto and Bakura running across the compound, heading for the street.

(Seto, how could you! What�s happened to you big brother? I don�t know you any more. And I�m not so sure I want to.)

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TBC

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Seto: *eyes authors* Thanks a frigging lot you guys.
Bakura: Oh come on rich boy, you started it.
Seto: *rolls eyes* Whatever.
Ryou: I�m not going to die in this one, am I?
YD: We can�t tell you that.
Keith: Hey!! I think I should be getting more appearances. My fans will be disappointed
Joey: Keith, get a grip. You don�t have any fans.
Tristan: Except maybe MJ.
Yami: And we all know she�s psychotic.
Keith: Shut up Wheeler, you don�t know what you�re talking about. Right MJ?
MJ: Sure Keith�you�re the man�..*eyes Bakura*
DD: *laughs*
Seto: Yeah. He�s a genius remember? *smirks*
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