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Still Frame
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Danaeyl Panthernopaeus.

For Yami, the next two weeks were filled with him trying to gain as much weight as possible. He needed to get back to the way he looked when Yugi saw him last. He had spent much time in the Kaiba mansion library, enjoying Kaiba's vast selection of books. He watched television, and found that he liked the cooking channels a lot.
Kaiba had decided to start attending school again, as he had been away for the last two weeks. That day when he returned, he had a guest with him. Yami knew that it was Yugi. He was half-tempted to run upstairs, and lock himself away in Kaiba's room. He was still debating with himself when Yugi ran into the living room.
"Yami!" he cried, throwing himself onto the Pharaoh.
Yami glanced at Kaiba, who walked through into the kitchen. Yami slowly wrapped his arms around Yugi, hugging him tightly. He smiled when he heard Yugi's sobbing, and knew that it must have been difficult for the little one to live without knowing what had happened to him. He wanted to know how Yugi knew he was back, though.
Yami gently stroked Yugi's hair, trying his best to comfort his light. After a few minutes, Yugi pulled back slightly. He looked up at Yami, tears still running down his face. There was a touch of guilt in his violet eyes, and Yami got to his feet. Yugi knew that he hadn't been travelling around the country. How had he found out? Did Kaiba tell him?
"Kaiba thought it would be best if I knew the truth," Yugi answered quietly. "If I had known that you had been kidnapped I would have looked harder. I would have tried everything possible to get you back. I'm so sorry, Yami!"
Yami knew he would have to talk to Kaiba about that. For the meantime, he wiped Yugi's tears away. "It was not your fault, Yugi. You have no reason to blame yourself."
Yugi nodded, his tears slowing but not stopping. "It doesn't change the fact that I should have been with you. I might have been able to do something – anything!"
Yami shook his head, and hugged his light again. "All that would have happened was you facing those sorts of horrors with me, Yugi. I am eternally grateful to know that you will never have to live that hell."
Eventually Yugi calmed down enough to tell Yami everything that had been happening at school. He made sure to tell the spirit what everyone was doing. Yami felt relief rush over his body. It was good to know that Yugi wouldn't ask him any questions, considering he couldn't give any answers. He could not remember a second from his time away; just that it was very bad.
At one point, Yugi asked, "Will you be coming home?"
Yami's eyes widened slightly. He had grown accustomed to Kaiba's bed, and the gentle scent of jasmine and sandalwood. The idea of returning to the game shop had never crossed his mind. It was something he didn't want to think about. He grown a little attached to Kaiba. He enjoyed falling asleep to the sound of the keyboard clicking. He still had no idea where Kaiba was sleeping, though.
Yugi noticed that Yami wasn't prepared to answer that question yet, and smiled. "Well, whenever you want to come back, you know we'll always be happy to have you back."
"Thank you, Yugi."
After another two hours of chatting, Yugi decided it was time that he headed home to do his homework, and to have dinner. He promised not to tell anyone that he was back, until Yami was ready to announce that he was back.
"By the way, Yami," Yugi said as he pulled his shoes on at the door. "You really need to go shopping soon. Kaiba's pyjamas don't suit you that well."
Yami looked down at the white pyjamas that he wore. He didn't think he looked that bad in them. Granted they were still a little too big for him. But did he really that out of place that even his light had to tell him he needed to go shopping?
Yami smiled. "I will and soon. I promise, Yugi."
Yugi grinned, hugging Yami. "I'll see you again, soon." He waved as he ran down the driveway, and got into the car that Kaiba had arranged to take him home.
Yami waved until the car was out of sight, and closed the door. He went into the kitchen, and saw that Kaiba was expertly chopping vegetables. The brunet glanced up when Yami took a seat at the breakfast counter. The smells of dinner were delicious.
That was another reason why Yami didn't want to go back to the game shop. He found that he really enjoyed Kaiba's food. It wasn't the same thing over and over again. Every night Kaiba created a new meal, from a different country. From the look of things, Yami was guessing that they were having a kind of Chinese stir-fry.
"Something smells wonderful, Kaiba," Yami said, watching the up and down movement of the knife the CEO held. He was amazed that Kaiba hadn't lost a finger.
"That would be the chicken," Kaiba explained quietly, as though his mind was somewhere else. "Did you enjoy your time with Yugi?"
Yami dropped his gaze to the grey marble countertop. "Yes. Why did you tell him I was here?"
Kaiba went to the wok on the stove, poured in a little sesame oil, and began frying off the vegetables that would take the longest. "I felt he had a right to know you were back. After all, the two of you shared a body for quite some time."
Yami lightly scratched a fingernail over the smooth stone. "I understand," he said softly. "I wish you had told me that he knew. I would not have felt so guilty that day."
Kaiba didn't respond, and Yami let his mind wander. He regained a little of his lost weight, but Kaiba said there was still a long way to go. Yami raised his head when Mokuba ran into the kitchen. He took the stool beside Yami, grinning between the two of them.
"How are you, Yami?" Mokuba asked, grabbing a banana from the fruit bowl on the counter. "Did you and Yugi have fun?"
Yami forced himself to smile. The fact that his light knew more about his time away was something that worried Yami. Kaiba didn't trust him with the memories, but he would willingly tell someone like Yugi about what had happened? That didn't seem right. Not unless Kaiba omitted several details. After all, Yami didn't know how much Kaiba knew about his time away.
"Yes, we did," Yami answered slowly. He could feel Mokuba's eyes on him. "Did you have fun at school today?"
Mokuba grinned. "Yeah, it was a lot of fun! Oh, that reminds me! Seto, we're having a career week, and on Friday I have to bring my most successful parent to school. And since they know we don't have parents, they said it was okay if I bring you."
Kaiba nodded. "I would love to go, Mokuba. Is there any time I need to be there?"
Mokuba thought about it. "Well, you should probably go with me. I mean, you are busy with the new release being weeks away. So I'm sure if you explain that, then they'll let you go first so you can go back to work."
Yami watched the way that Kaiba and Mokuba spoke. He always knew that Kaiba was human around his brother, but he never expected to be part of the private stuff. There was something about the way Kaiba's eyes shone when he was speaking to his younger brother that made Yami smile.
Yami knew what kind of life they had had, as it was explained. Suddenly Kaiba looked at him, and Yami came to realise that he had been staring at the CEO, and smiling like a lovelorn fool. He quickly removed the smile, and nailed his gaze to the countertop.
Mokuba continued on with conversation, likely to have not noticed what just went down between his big brother and Yami. He was having too much fun saying that he would have the most successful person in, because no one else's parents ran their own multimillion dollar company.
Yami glanced at Mokuba. The smallest Kaiba was proud of how far his big brother had come in the world. He wasn't going to use it to make the other children envious, and that was something that Yami found he admired about Mokuba. It didn't matter what happened to him, he always believed that Seto would be there for him.
Yami's eyes drifted to Kaiba, who was dishing rice into three bowls. He could see how it was easy for someone to become attracted to Kaiba. He was extremely good looking, even if his personality towards the public left a little something to be desired. He was arrogant, but for good reason. But when he locked the world away, he became someone different. He was warmer than Yami ever thought he would be.
"Yami…" Kaiba started, placing a bowl in front of the Pharaoh. "If you're going to stare at me, could you do it a little more subtly?"
Yami blinked, and fought off a blush. "I apologise, Kaiba."
Kaiba stared. He placed a hand on Yami's head, and gently ruffled his multicoloured hair. "You do not need to apologise, Yami."
Mokuba giggled, covering his mouth as it was full. He swallowed, and raised an eyebrow when his big brother ran a hand down Yami's cheek, his thumb stroking the bone. His eyes widened. He fought to keep a grin off his face as he realised what was happening between the duelists. And he always thought his big brother would never find happiness.
"So when's the wedding?"
Kaiba and Yami stared at the grinning child. Kaiba quickly removed his hand, trying to ignore Mokuba's singing. "Seto and Yami, sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G! First comes the ––"
"Enough, Mokuba," Kaiba stated, shooting a warning look at him.
"But big brother! I can't believe I never saw it before!" Mokuba laughed.
Yami smiled and shook his head. "Mokuba, I can assure that there is nothing going on between your big brother and me."
"Well, I know that. Obviously," Mokuba said, rolling his eyes. "But the two of you want there to be something. I see it all the time on that after school shows. Okay, sure. Two weeks in their world takes eight months, but it is pretty much the same thing!"
Kaiba stared at Mokuba with wide eyes, unable to believe what he was hearing. Yami joined Mokuba in his laughing. "At least you know now, Kaiba," Yami said breathlessly, wiping his eyes.
"Know what? That you have the hots for? That Mokuba watches some serious crap on the television? Or that he will have no problem with me dating you?" Kaiba shook his head. "I already know about all three of those things."
Yami's pupils dilated for a second, before he narrowed his eyes. "I don't have the hots for you, Kaiba," he stated defiantly.
Kaiba raised an eyebrow. "Yami, you can lie to yourself all you want, but I know the truth. Everyone finds me attractive."
Yami flicked a pea at Kaiba. "There's a difference between arrogance and idiocy."
Kaiba threw a piece of zucchini at Yami. "I know that, Yami. It doesn't change the fact that I'm right, or the fact that you have the hots for me."
Mokuba watched as Yami and Seto got into a small food fight, which quickly escalated. He didn't have time to dodge a chunk of rice, which was deflected in his direction. He shook his head, got to his feet and went to the pantry. He pulled out the tomato sauce and the mustard.
"Alright!" he declared, twirling the bottles around as though they were guns. "I have the condiments, and I'm not afraid to use them!"
Kaiba and Yami looked at the child, smirking before they pounced on him. In a mix of red and yellow, Mokuba reached into the pantry, trying to lay a hand on something that could save him. He grabbed a bag, opened it, and threw the contents over the two that were attacking him. In a cloud of white smoke, everyone stopped what they were doing to cough.
Yami wiped his eyes, and saw the refresher bottle for the tomato sauce. With a wicked grin, he picked it up, removed the cap and stood above Kaiba. "All right, Seto. You have two choices here. One, you can admit that you're wrong, and that I don't have the hots for you. Or two, you can get sauced."
Mokuba stared up at Yami. "He's not bluffing, big brother! He's crazy enough to do it!"
Kaiba chuckled. "I got with option three." He swept Yami's legs out from under him.
Yami gasped as he fell onto his back, the sauce pouring onto his face. He threw the bottle at Kaiba, and scooped up a handful of the red liquid. When Kaiba deflected the bottle, Yami threw the handful of sauce at the CEO, cheering when he got him right in the face.
Kaiba opened his eyes. He stared down at Yami, who was covered in tomato sauce, with streaks of mustard and flour. The white pyjamas he wore would be forever stained. With a smirk, he went over to the refrigerator, and pulled out a can of whipped cream.
"Let's see how sweet you really are, Yami."
Yami stared at the can, trying to get to his feet. He slipped on one of the condiments. "No! Kaiba, think about what you're doing!"
"Oh, I know exactly what I'm doing," Kaiba said with a smirk that made Bakura's look innocent.
Kaiba froze as something cold was poured over his head. He looked at the counter and saw Mokuba standing there, a bottle of orange juice in his hand. "Ha! Mokuba rules, you two drool!" He laughed maniacally, jumping off the counter. He ran past Yami, and slipped in the condiment mess. "I still rule!"
"Two birds, one stone," Kaiba said with a shrug of the shoulders. He removed the cap from the can, and sprayed Yami and Mokuba.
Yami got to his feet, and tackled Kaiba around the waist. He took hold of the can, and used Kaiba's finger to spray the CEO. Yami's eyes flashed in victory, which soon disappeared when he got a bag of rolled oats dumped over his head. He looked up at Mokuba. He thought that Mokuba was his ally in this little battle.
While Yami was distracted, Kaiba changed their positions. "You might be King of Games, but I am the King of Food-Fights." Kaiba smirked, ignoring the beeping of the microwave. "Now, admit that you have the hots for me, and I'll ––" He broke off, staring straight ahead. "Mokuba? Did you just put icecream down the back of my pants?"
"I am the King of Food-Fights!" Mokuba lost his grin when he saw Seto's eyes turn to him. "Oh, I think its bedtime! Night!" He put the container of icecream on the counter, and ran out of the kitchen.
When they were alone, Yami smiled. He ran a finger over Kaiba's cheek, scooping up a little of the cream. "Hm, it isn't too bad."
Kaiba got to his feet, feeling the icecream run down his legs. He tried not to shudder. "I think we should shower, and then you're helping me clean up this mess."
As Kaiba turned around to walk out of the kitchen, Yami burst out laughing. Even though Kaiba's pants were black, the icecream that Mokuba used could be seen. "Chocolate, huh?"

End Chapter IV.
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