Title: Relief 4/?
Author: Yami no Kaiba
Series: Yugioh
Rating: R (Rating may still change)
Pairing: Noa/Seto + Seth/Seto + Yami/Seto (I wanna try and do them all... ^_^)
Disclaimer: If I could own one thing from the whole series, I’d own Seto. Unfortunately, unless the creator of Yugioh was willing to sell me Seto Kaiba’s character ownership for two bucks, I’d never get him. I do, however, believe I own what my twisted mind puts him through. I think.
Summary: Kicked out of his own body, Seto Kaiba has to deal with the largest betrayal of his fragile heart. Will anyone offer the poor brunette a reason to live? An alternate ending to the Noa Arc.
Warning: Spoiler / yaoi / psychological torture / introspection / angst (it's Seto for crying out loud, when is there not angst?!)

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Seth held the form of his reincarnations now sleeping soul, rubbing Seto’s back in a circular manner while brushing lightly at the silky strands of the boy’s hair. Holding Seto close, Seth’s eyes narrowed as he noted a most strange and troublesome sight.

Seto’s tangible form was losing coherency, fading and flickering again. Considering the location the boy’s soul was at, such a fast reversal of the continuing strengthening of the soul was nearly impossible. Closing his eyes, Seth sent out his own magical energies, trying to sense what was wrong.

Seth frowned as a mental picture of his cute little descendant’s energy came back to him. There seemed to be a connection line from the form in his arms, leading off outside of the Sennen Rod...

"Oh shit!"

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What? Who’s there? Who’s calling me?

Eh? That doesn’t make sense... I’m here aren’t I? So I’m alive, right? The last thing I remember...

"Seth."

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"Seth." The word echoed through Noa’s mind, startling the small genius. Seth? Who was that? And the voice, it had sounded like...

"Seto? Where are you?"

Dark? Oh, great! Noa hadn’t killed Seto’s soul totally! Yet Noa was still in control of the brunette’s body, which meant that the real Seto must have been pushed back into the mind...

Noa started walking towards the bed, taking off his trench coat as he did so and draping it across one of the chairs in the room. Lying down, he forced himself to relax and steady his breathing, quickly slipping into a light sleep...

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Noa looked around the mindscape, quickly finding Seto’s pale, flickering, and huddling form in the darkness. Coming over, he took a fistful of the brunette’s hair and yanked it back, searching the face of his victim. Tear tracks were visible along the pale cheeks coming from the pained and scared blue eyes. Noa watched with an enigmatic smile as recognition filled their depths. "Noa!"

"Hai, Seto-kun. Me," Noa’s smile widened into a sadistic smirk as he slowly looked Seto over. "What a fortunate turn of events, Seto-kun. Now we get to play together till the end of time!" Noa let go of Seto’s hair and pushed the boy back forcibly.

Seto let out a small hiss of pain as his head came into contact with the hard tangible darkness he considered the floor. Sprawled out, Seto tried to get up, but gasped instead as black tendrils of the landscape around him snaked their way around his form, chillingly cold in contact with any bare skin it could find.

Light laughter filled the empty void around them, and Seto stared at Noa in shock and fear. What was going on? Had he just dreamed that meeting with Seth? That had been all it was, hadn’t it? A dream, fantasy, created by his own mind to find comfort in the arms of another, which he had subconsciously needed so badly...

Noa knelt down next to Seto’s bound form, smirk still on his lips as he caressed the others cheek and locked gazes with the other. "I’m going to have so much fun with you, watashi no kawaii asobinakama*."

With that, Noa leaned down and kissed Seto teasingly on the lips before knocking the brunette out cold.

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Yami sat in his soul room, thinking and brooding over the events of the day. Something just wasn’t right... No, that was wrong. Yami knew what wasn’t right.

Seto Kaiba.

The tall brunette had been acting differently since everyone had been freed from Noa’s game. He had barely talked to anyone, giving out some of the weakest insults towards Jounouchi Yami had ever heard the CEO use. He hadn’t gloated over his victory against Noa, nor given details on how he had done it.

Plus the way he had acted with Mokuba... Considering how the two had rejoiced in seeing each other again after the whole Pegasus ordeal, their reunion today had been pale in comparison, stopped almost immediately by Seto.

/Look, Yami, I know Kaiba-san has been a bit distant, but he was forced to remember a lot of things he’d rather have forgotten today. Of course he’s going to be a bit different./

//... Maybe your right, aibou. I don’t even know why I’m thinking about him.//

Yami could hear Yugi snickering through their link. /Gods Yami, you can be really dense some times./

Yami blinked slightly. //What do you mean?//

/Sheesh, Yami, I thought you would’ve figured it out by now. You love him./

Yami flushed red. //WHAT??!!//

Yugi was laughing full out now. /Come on, Yami! It’s not that hard to figure out. You’re always watching his ass when he walks by and you’re in control./

Yami shut down the link, mortified. Gods, no way, that couldn’t be true...

Could it?

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*My cute playmate.

--To be Continued.