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Twelve signs	By : Fel5 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > General Views: 5132 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Twelve signs
- 2-two
- 3-three
- 4-four
- 5-five
- 6-six
- 7-seven
- 8-eight
- 9-nine
- 10-ten
- 11-eleven
- 12-twelve
- 13-Because you loved me
- 8
- 9
- 10
Ok, this one is a little..strange, I don�t know why, but it felt weird writing it.. Oh well, I still think you�ll like it(I hope!^^�)
Have fun,
and please remember to review, �kay?

Arigato!^^

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9

�I�m telling you, he wasn�t drunk!� fumed Yugi, as he stomped down the halls of Domino High, Honda, Jou and Anzu behind him.
Yugi was seriously pissed at Kaiba.
Ever since the..incident, Yami had locked himself within his soul room and refused to come out or even talk with him. It was no wonder, that the spikey-haired teen was
furious.
And considering the forgiving and good-hearted nature of Yugi, this said a lot.

�Still not better?� asked Anzu, as she sipped her cream soda through a straw. Jou and Honda, each nursing a coke, shook their heads.
�Nope. He�s been through Resident Evil, SoulCalibur and four times Fist of The North Star, and is still raging�, replied Honda.
They had taken Yugi to the arcade, to let off some steam. Not that it really helped.
Jou shivered, before adding:
�Ya know, I never thought I�d say this, but a mad Yug' is almost scarier than a fuming Yami.�
His friends nodded in agreement, even as a voice said:
�Then I assume, it is not a good moment to disturb him, ne?�
Jou shook his head.
�Nope, not rea-� His eyes widened, when he recognized the voice. Swerving around and bringing his fists up in defense was one thing. Glaring at the person before him, he snapped:
�Kaiba! What the hell are you doing here? Don�t you think, you�ve caused enough
trouble as it is?�
Honda interfered by pushing the taller brunet away from his blond friend.
�You rotten, stuck-up, ecchi bastard! Because of you, Yami�s in a flunk and Yug�s upset! What the hell were you thinking, if you even were thinking at all?�
Rearranging
his coat, Kaiba hissed:
�That�s particularly the reason, I ca-�
�Leave, Kaiba. Now. I don�t want to see you.�
Yugi stood there, wide amethyst eyes dark and serious, as was his expression. Kaiba took a step towards the shorter duelist, only to be stopped by two leather-clad, respectively half-bared, arms.
�No way, Kaiba. Whatever you wanna tell Yugi, you can tell from there!� snarled Jou.
The CEO glared at the two shorter teens, before fixing his gaze back on the tri-color haired duelist.
�Yugi, I understand that you are upset, but believe me, this whole situation is-was-an unfortunate misunderstanding. I have to talk to Yami.�
�No! Back off!� shouted Yugi, clutching the Sennen Puzzle in both hands and stepping away from Kaiba.
�Because of you, Yami won�t even talk to me! He�s locked himself in his room, and I can�t reach him! If you wanted to hurt him, then congratulations, because you did! I hope, you�re proud of yourself!�
His lower lip quivered, and he had to blink away tears, but Yugi kept his eyes firmly locked with Kaiba�s. The CEO huffed.
�Listen, Muuto, that�s exactly why I am here. I really need to talk with Yami.�
�No! Go
away!�
�Yugi, I have to talk with Yami, to clear this situation. I need to talk to him.�
The short boy only shook his head wildly.
Kaiba stood
motionless, his face, however, was in turmoil, jaw muscles working overtime, and then, barely audible, he said:
�Please.�
Yugi�s head
snapped up, even as Anzu face-faulted. Jou and Honda only gaped in disbelief, jaws hanging somewhere between their feet.
�What..did you say?� whispered Yugi incredulous.
The CEO
looked, as if he were trying to swallow a very large and rather disgusting chunk of bile, before repeating:
�Let me
talk to Yami. Please.�
Anzu, Honda
and Jou scurried away from the two as far as possible, huddled together in a scared bundle of nerves.
�This-this
isn�t Kaiba! It must be some kind of doppelgaenger or clone!� muttered the brunette girl.
�Maybe it is
Kaiba, and he�s stoned again-no, it can�t be, no Kaiba I know would ever ask for anything, let alone beg!� hushed Honda. Jou meanwhile was hugging himself,
rocking back and forth, chanting:
�The world
is ending! The world is ending! Repent Sinners, repent! Armaggeddon! Final Judgment! Ragnaroek! The world is ending! The world is ending..!�
Yugi and Kaiba stared at each other for a while, the trio chattering in the back, until Kaiba blew his fuse and snarled:
�Would you three sideshows mind to stop fooling around? This situation is weird enough without your obnoxious behaviour!�
�Leave them be. Now, what is it, you wanted to tell me, Kaiba?�
The president of Kaiba Corp. turned to face the pharao. Inwardly, he flinched, although his expression gave away nothing. Yami looked ready to ban him to the Shadow Realm. After maiming and wiping the floor with him, that was.
B'>�Come on, Seto, you can do this. It�s a one-of-a-time thing� he thought.
�Uh-huh. Have we forgotten, that we already apologized to Yami before?� whispered a traitorous little voice in the back of his mind.
�Shut up!�
fumed Seto, easily quenching the voice. To Yami, he said:
�Despite my
previous behaviour, I asure you, Yami, that I did not mean to compromise neither your person nor recommendation. I-I had been misled by cunning schemes and my own misassumptions. Those, combined with my inappropriate, abusive intoxicaion have led to those regrettable moments. Rest assured, it will never happen again.�
Bowing deeply before Yami, he concluded:
�I sincerely apologize for everything that has happened. Gomen nasai.�
Yami only
blinked in utter surprise.
Honda and Anzu face-faulted again, even as Jou threw himself on the ground, yelling:
�Ahh! The
world is doomed! We�re all going to die! We�re dead, we�re dead! Am I? Is it already over? Am I dead?�
When he opened his eyes, he found everything to be as before and Kaiba gone.

Moaning, Seto relaxed into his luxurious furo, feeling the knots in his muscles loosen and vanish.
The past week had been rather strenuous for him, first, he had to fire his new cook(he found him stealing, among other things, an original Noo* mask, an acient Shamisen* and Haiku* scrolls of different age), then Mokuba came home with yet another bruise, and then he had been forced to apologize to Yami.
Oh well, at least the first shipment of new duel discs was ready and set, the merchandising was in full swing, and he had orders from every bigger company in the world.
All was going rather well, a least business-wise�
�INCOMING!�
Blue eyes snapped open in alarm.
�Wha-?�
SPLOOSH!!
Seto found himself entirely drenched, when something hit the surface of the water. Wiping his wet bangs out of his eyes, he glared at his younger brother and roared:
�Mokuba! How often have I told you, not to do that?!?�
The raven-haired boy giggled.
�Including this? Only about 4867 times, give or take a dozen.�
Seto groaned in mock frustration, leaning back, even as Mokuba padded closer to him.
For a while, they remained in comfortable silence, until the younger Kaiba muttered:
�Oh, I almost forgot: you got a letter.�
Seto blinked lazily with one eye.
�So? I get dozens of letters every day, that�s nothing special.�
Ebon locks shook in amusement, when his younger brother chuckled:
�Let me rephrase that: Seto, you got a letter.�
A short splash of water, the rustle of cloth and the soft whisper of the closing door, and his brother was gone.
Cocking a brow, Mokuba stated:
�Last time I saw him moving that fast, was, when I broke my arm.�

He slipped twice on the marble floor of the hall and nearly connected with the ground, as he raced towards his office, the yukata flapping around his long legs.
Take all
my loves, my love, yea take them all,
What
hast thou then more than thou hadst before?
No love,
my love, that thou mayst true love call,
All mine
was thine, before thou hadst this more:
Then if
for my love, thou my love receivest,
I cannot
blame thee, for my love thou usest,
But yet
be blamed, if thou this self deceivest
By
willful taste of what thy self refusest.
I do forgive thy robbery gentle thief
Although
thou steal thee all my poverty:
And yet
love knows it is a greater grief
To bear
love�s wrong, than hate�s known injury.
Lascivious
grace, in whom all ill well shows,
Ki'>Kill me
with spites, yet we must not be foes.

�If anyone
is going to be killed, it�s me, if I don�t find out, who writes me those letters. I can�t afford another mistake as with Yami. No way I�m going to apologize to him or anybody else, ever again.�
With a final nod, he stored the letter among the others.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Ok, a
little who�s who, or rather, what�s what on the way:

Noo: more
dance than theater, but stunningly beautiful and complex. It�s difficult to explain, really.
Shamisen:
ok, I agree, comparing it to a banjo is like comparing tennis to ping-pong, but you get the picture�^^�
Haiku: a
form of poetry, where the amount of syllables for each line are strictly given(as far as I remember^^�)
Yukata: if
I have to explain this summer kimono, you�re not a manga/anime fan�~�

Well then,
that�s it for now, oh, and if anyone notices a mistake in one of my explanations, feel free to correct me, arigato!^^
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