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Seto Kaiba's Different Days
Part 2

The idea for this story came from Catsblood15 and if she had never told me to do a second part for Seto Kaiba's Different Days then I would have never done it, so if you like this story, thank her, because if it wasn't for her this story would never exist.

Hey, this is my first sequel ever, originally titled 'Seto Kaiba's Different Days: Part 2' because I'm feeling lazy. Plus, I thought if I gave this story a simple name it wouldn't change titles as much as part one did.

Seto Kaiba's Denouement
Chapter 12

Tristen turned when he heard the shouting of guards, getting ready to run for it. Another shout made him stop in his tracks.

"Keep up or I'm leaving you behind," Seto's voice told someone that Tristen immediately assumed was Duke.

Without a second thought Tristen sped up towards the noise, meeting up with Yugi and Joey as soon as he turned the corner. They didn't greet each other with anything more than a nod as all three raced towards Damien's prisoners.

"Damn it, how do we get out of here?" Duke shouted as he trailed behind Seto, just barely dodging past the guards.

What seemed like millions of small warehouses up made turns and dead ends that seemed endless.

"It's a another dead end," Seto stated as he sped back past Duke and towards the guards for the sixth time.

"I can't believe you didn't think of a better plan than this," Duke complained as he turned himself around and followed behind Seto.

Seto kicked and dodged past guards as he left the dead end and turned another corner; Duke followed suit right behind him.

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience," Seto spat out sarcastically as he kept running.

"Seto!" Mokuba called as soon as he turned the corner and saw his brother.

"Mokuba!" Seto called back, letting happiness show on his face in the form of a small smile. "Come on," he demanded before he scooped his brother up and kept running.

"Do you know how to get out of here?" Duke asked as he caught up to Seto and his brother so he was beside them both instead of behind them.

"Take a right here," Mokuba directed as his answer.

Duke passed by Seto who was now slowing down because of the extra weight that was Mokuba.

As soon as they turned the corner they ran into Tea, unfortunately the phrase was literal for Duke.

Tea fell backward and landed on the ground with a thud and an "oof" as Duke fell back against Seto.

"Come on," Seto urged with irritation as he pushed Duke away from him and ran past Tea without bothering to help her up.

"Let's go," Duke called to Tea before he ran past her.

Tea got up as fast as she could, making herself feel slightly woozy as the blood rushed to her head. She started to run behind Duke and the Kaibas as soon as she got her boundings righted out.

It wasn't until they shot past another corner that they met up with Joey, Yugi, and Tristen.

"Where am I going?" Duke asked anyone who would answer. He was in the lead with no idea where to go.

"Take a left the next chance you get," Tristen yelled as he sprinted as fast as he could.

Duke turned left a few meters later and came upon the exit, unfortunately he also saw Damien backed by at least 20 guards in front of said exit. He stopped his running immediately, causing Tristen to run right into him and knock them both to the ground.

Luckily everyone else slowed down without farther incident.

"Seto, you must learn some manners; did you expect I'd let you go without even a proper goodbye?" Damien asked, trying to sound menacing; the effort failed thanks to the large bag of ice he was holding to the bruise on his jaw.

"Is that all it takes to leave?" Duke asked skeptically after he was sure Seto wasn't going to say anything.

"It would heighten the possibility of you leaving," Damien corrected arrogantly.

"So would kickin' yer asses outta the way," Joey shot back as he got into a fighting stance.

"This is the trash you call your friends?" Damien asked with clear repulsion in his voice, "No wonder you didn't think to give me a proper 'good bye'. What could ever compel you to hang around such low-lives?"

"You consider us friends?" Tea gushed, interrupting the stressed situation Damien was trying to provide.

"Of course not," Seto answered Tea, crushing her hopes, "And I never will."

"It's a one-sided…friendship," Seto continued after he turned to face Damien again. He said the word 'friendship' with more than a little disgust, driving home the idea that he didn't want anything to do with the people that were risking their lives to save him.

"Look at how cold you are!" Damien scolded, quickly switching from malice to concern.

"Yeah Kaiba," Tea agreed, crossing her arms and turning to Seto.

"Tea, now's not the time to be agreeing with mental psychos; you might encourage him," Duke whispered, offering no form of help as he watched Tristen get off the ground.

"Seto," Damien sighed, "Let me help you. Let me take you out of this cruel city and give you a real life. You don't deserve all this stress and pressure; it's damaging you."

"Oh, I didn't realize I was damaged," Seto replied with some anger.

Looking at Seto Duke brushed it off as fake anger before he realized with a jolt that he could tell.

"You're not damaged, Kaiba!" Tea cried out, trying to make someone she would have liked to call her friend feel better.

"Since when have I cared what you think?" Seto asked Tea before facing Damien. "Do you really think I'm damaged?" Seto asked with some confusion in his voice that Duke knew right away was just as false as his previous anger.

"Well…" Damien hesitated, thinking that Seto was actually hurt by what he had said. "To be absolutely frank…yes, I do. But we can change that, Seto! Just let me take you out of this cursed city and everything will be okay. I can fix you."

Seto mentally cringed at being thought of as 'fixable' but the only ones to notice his discomfort were Mokuba and Duke. "You're going to fix me?" Seto asked, trying to replace his disgust with curiosity. It didn't quite work though; Damien heard and saw the small disgust mixed in with the curiosity.

"Seto, being fixed isn't a bad thing," Damien lectured, "It's a chance for you to grow as a person.

Seto clenched his jaw in anger when he heard the pitying tone of Damien's voice; he had to use all his self-control to stop himself from attacking his capturer and his twenty-some guards. He took deep breaths, trying to calmly release the rage that was about to burst from within him. He was usually better at controlling his moods than this, but he was just so close to getting out of this whole ordeal and so far at the same time; the exit was meters away, but blocked by twenty people ready to try and stop him from reaching it.

"Kaiba's just fine as a person," Tea interrupted, trying to come to Seto's rescue when in reality it just made him more angry.

Seto shot her a warning look, but didn't say anything; too anxious that the rage he was barely holding onto would escape if he opened his mouth. If that happened then he never stood a chance of getting away from Damien. Unfortunately he still hadn't formed a solid plan in his head and because of that reason he could feel the control of the situation slipping out of his hands. That unnerving feeling plus the rage and What's-Her-Name's interruptions were making thinking of a way out ten times harder.

"Seto, please," Damien pleaded, bringing the conversation back to himself and Seto. "Let me help you."

Seto didn't say anything; he was too busy thinking. If I just attacked, could I take them all? He slowly realized that he would need help, no matter what he planned. Delvin could take some and so could the Mutt and the Pointy-Haired-Guy. If we divided the guards up evenly we'd have to take six or seven each and undoubtedly the Friendship Brigade would want to protect Yugi and What's-Her-Name. Could we do it? The chances are slim at best.

"Seto doesn't need your help," Duke said after a long silence of waiting for the ex-CEO to speak, "He doesn't need anything from you."

"He needs more from me than he does from you," Damien countered, "He's a damaged person and he needs help."

"He's not damaged!" Duke declared, trying hard not to attack Seto's forced-lover. "What'll it take to make you see that Seto will never be with you of his own free will?"

"Seto loves me!" Damien shouted, "Don't you dare say otherwise."

Maybe if we all ran at them at the same time...at least one person's likely to escape and whomever that is can go and inform the police. Damien's not stupid though, he'll either capture them again or take everyone left behind back to France with him.

"Kaiba doesn't love you; he's afraid of you," Tea argued.

Seto was snapped out of his thought's at Tea's statement. He was absolutely not afraid of Damien. He just felt…wary around him…and perhaps a little…nervous…but certainly not afraid. Seto wasn't afraid of anything.

"Seto isn't afraid of me," Damien said, his voice ensuring everyone about how absurd he found the idea.

"Yes he is," Tea replied, thinking she was helping Seto when really she was just wounding his pride.

"He is not," Damien snapped at the same that Seto said, "I am not."

"You aren't?" Tea asked in a surprised voice to Seto.

"There, you see," Damien said smugly before Seto had a chance to say anything.

"I just hate him with every fiber of my being," Seto replied to Tea, "but I'm not afraid of him."

"Y-you hate me?" Damien barely got out as his eyes began to fill with tears.

"Yes," Seto said matter-of-factly, not wavering a bit even as Damien started to sniff.

"Y-you hate me?" Damien asked again as his tears started to fall.

"Yes," Seto answered with certainty ringing out in his voice.

"Fine, Seto, have it your way. You've succeeded in driving off everyone that has ever shown an interest in you, even me; I hope your proud of yourself," Damien burst out before turning away and quickly walking away from them, leaving his guards behind in with their confusion at the turn of events.

"It was that easy?" Duke asked in a disbelieving voice, "All we had to do was tell him the truth?"

Anyone that thought of answering Duke were interrupted by Damien's voice radiating around them. "Kill them," he ordered his guards over the loud speakers.

The guards rushed forward without a second thought, giving their prisoners no time to think about what to do.

"Tea!" Duke shouted out as he saw his friend being knocked to the ground.

"Don't just stand there-fight back," Seto demanded as he shoved a guard to the ground that was about to attack Duke.

"Do ya really think we can take 'em?" Joey asked as he kicked a guard in the stomach and watched him fall to the ground with a satisfying grunt.

"Isn't it weird these guys don't have guns?" Tristen asked as a blocked a punch and then a kick. "I mean, they're kind of a requirement for being a bodyguard, aren't they?"

Both Joey's and Tristen's questions were answered as a gun shot reverberated in the air; unfortunately they weren't the answers the two duelists wanted.

All of the fighting ceased immediately as the prisoners slowly came together under the direction of the armed guard.

"Got any more ideas Kaiba?" Tristen whispered in complete desperation.

"I never thought this'd be the way I go," Joey said quietly to myself.

"Thought you were more likely to get hit by a car, Mutt?" Seto asked with a smirk, momentarily forgetting the danger in favor of teasing Joey.

"Now's not the time for your sarcasm, Kaiba," Tea interrupted before her friend had a chance to retort back with a rich-boy insult.

Seto was saved from having to defend himself by the sound of another bullet being shot off (luckily the gun was aimed into the air again, and not at someone's chest).

"Hurry up and shoot them already!" Damien's faceless voice ordered.

"Now what?" Duke whispered as quietly as he could; first looking to Seto and then looking at Yugi. At least one of the two had to have an idea of some kind, right?

"Kaiba?" Yugi asked, turning to Seto as he wordlessly said he had nothing to offer and accidentally backing Seto into a corner at the same time.

Obviously Seto didn't have a plan of attack for this situation; he hadn't thought that Damien would go ballistic and kill them all off…well, that wasn't actually true, it was just that when he had imagined Damien going crazy and killing everyone he was off the scene and being forced into getting fucked. And since he wasn't on the wrong side during the murder spree he hadn't planned for a way out of it. How was he supposed to know that just the sole phrase 'I hate you' could make Damien want him dead? And now he was being expected of having a way out?

Of course to admit that he had no idea what to do would also be admitting that he didn't have all the answers, and even though he was sure everyone already knew that, he couldn't bring himself to openly say it.

What was left except to now come up with some half-assed plan that was sure to fail and end up with at least one person getting shot? At least then he would have an answer.

"Let's shove Wheeler into the man with the gun and while he's distracted we can sneak out of here," Seto whispered back his just-made half-assed plan.

"No!" Tea whispered with outrage clear in her voice and expression. "I can't believe you Kaiba!"

"I can't believe this!" Seto hissed out (his voice get a little louder at each syllable) as he put his real half-assed plan to action. "You make me think that having a fake boyfriend and saying I hated him would make Damien more attracted to me and now look! His brainless bodyguard is about to kill me!" the ex-CEO complained, his voice now loud enough for everyone in the compound to hear.

"What are you-?" Tea confused voice got out before she was interrupted.

"Why do you always have to go after Damien?" Duke shouted out, quick to pick up on Seto's plan, "The guy's a freak of nature! Why not me? Huh? Why can't you look at me for once?"

"So what-you're jealous?" Seto asked, walking towards Duke and clenching his fists together.

"What if I am?" Duke replied, trying to sound hesitant yet clever; it worked marvelously.

"This-this was all just because you were fucking jealous?" Seto screamed out, "You ruined everything! Do you understand that? I don't have Damien, I don't have…I don't have anything anymore! You mother-fucking…fuck!" Strangely all of his shouting and yelling were making him feel better. He was pleasantly surprised to find that he could suddenly think a lot better. For some reason his fake rage was chasing away all the anxiety he had been feeling since Damien had come into his life.

"Why do you have to put it like that? Huh?" Duke started to say before his mind came to a halt. He was having a hard time telling himself that Seto was only acting.

"Why do I have to put it like what? Like I just dismissed my once-in-a-lifetime chance at happiness? Like I just shoved my chance at being truly loved out the window? Well that's because I did!" Seto shouted out, breathing heavily after the words had flowed out of his mouth. "Do you know what it feels like to have everything ripped out from under you?" he asked in a quiet and defeated voice.

"Seto-I…I'm…I'm so sorry," Duke replied back, now having an even harder time believing Seto was acting. It felt as if his stomach plummeted as he thought that the oldest Kaiba may have actually been in love.

"Do you?" Seto asked in the same quiet voice. "Well, do you?" he repeated after a gap of silence.

"Do I what?" Duke asked back hesitantly, afraid of what the answer might be but more afraid of the fact that Seto might not be acting.

"Do you know how it feels when everything has been ripped out from under you?" Seto clarified has his voice seemed to find more strength.

"Seto…" Duke responded, not at all answering the question as a pained look came across his face.

"Do you or don't you?" Seto asked, continuing on before the answer could come. "You don't; you've never been left wanting anything. I just wanted one thing, just one, and I don't even get that."

"I…I'm sorry…I…" Duke replied, struggling to find the right words to say.

"No you aren't," Seto accused with a disgusted look on his face, "You're probably ecstatic at the turn out of this situation. Damien's about to kill me and you're the closest thing to a lover I have."

"That's not what I wanted, you have to believe me," Duke argued as his mind started to panic and he grew worried at what Seto might do. This was no longer acting; this was much too real to be an act.

"Bullshit," Seto wrote off. "This is exactly what you were planning. But that's fine because I'm going to make sure that you go before I do."

Before Duke could make any type of coherent statement back he was knocked to the ground as a fist made contact with his jaw.

Yugi and his friends simply watched the two, too confused to stop whatever it was that was going on and too afraid to make a sudden move.

Damien sat listening around the corner. He had left the office and control-room for the intercom system in order to watch the death of his beloved, but instead was happy to learn that Seto still loved him. Unfortunately he heard the safety of the gun unlatched and reacted a second too late. "Don't you dare shoot!" he shouted as he rounded the corner and came face to face with the love of his life. The shot that rang out at the same time made sure that no one heard his voice.

Seto stopped trying to kill Duke as soon as he heard the gun going off. He had just enough time to lock eyes with Damien before a pain pierced his chest and he fell into blackness.

(I thought about stopping it here, but then I assumed everyone would get angry and not read my next chapter, so it continues.)
"Hey Mokuba, ya okay?" Joey asked with concern in his voice. He threw on his jacket as he waited for Mokuba's answer, ready for Mokuba to say 'yeah, I'm fine' and thus giving him permission to leave.

"I'm alright," Mokuba answered, acting according to his character. "You can go," he added, knowing that was the reason Joey had even asked.

"Are you sure?" Yugi inquired with a worried look in his eyes. He kept his coat in his hand, neither getting ready to leave nor preparing to stay.

"Yeah, thanks for the concern though," Mokuba said politely, not taking his eyes off of his brother's body.

"He'll be fine," Duke assured them when Yugi still hesitated to leave. "I'm going to stay for a little bit longer anyway."

"Okay," Yugi finally agreed, pulling his coat on and getting ready to leave. "Tea's supposed to come by after her shift's over at the restaurant," he reminded everyone in the room.

"I know," Duke replied without looking away from Seto's unmoving body.

"It's okay Yugi; I'll be fine," Mokuba claimed again. "You've been with me all day; I can last a few hours on my own."

"I know," Yugi responded with hesitant happiness as he walked towards the door, "We'll be here sometime tomorrow."

"Yeah, thanks Yugi," Mokuba said half-heartedly as the door closed and Joey and Yugi were gone.

"So…" Duke started off before he ran into the problem of having nothing to say.

"He's not mad at you, you know," Mokuba said when it became apparent that Duke had nothing else to say.

"It sure seemed that way," Duke brushed off has he hugged one knee and stared down at Seto…or Kaiba…he wasn't quite sure at this point.

"Yeah, well…he wasn't…and isn't," Mokuba claimed.

"Thanks for trying Mokuba," he replied, wanting to switch the topic to anything but this. He would have preferred talking about what his grandmother enjoyed during sex compared to this…though admittedly, it wouldn't have been his first choice…or even his hundredth, but still, it would have been better than this.

"I'm telling the truth. What makes you so sure that you know him well enough to decipher whether he's mad or not?" Mokuba asked.

"I knew all the other times he was just acting and believe me-that was not one of them," Duke replied as he thought back to the experience.

"Well…I mean, he was mad…it's just that he wasn't mad at you…and I know he wouldn't want you to think that way," Mokuba said, not quite sure if what he was saying was actually true.

"He's also not dead, so he can quit talking about him as if he is," Seto grunted out, his eyes still closed.

"Seto!" Mokuba greeted happily as he smiled brightly, "They said you weren't supposed to wake up until some time tomorrow afternoon."

"It just proves that those incompetent doctors know absolutely nothing," Seto replied with arrogance in his voice.

"Glad to see your feeling better Kaiba," Duke said honestly, consciously slipping back into his old habit of calling the ex-CEO 'Kaiba' instead of 'Seto' now that he wasn't in need of any help.

"Hm, just when I started getting used to 'Seto'. Would you make up your mind?" Seto replied, acting as if he could care less.

"Ah...right...'Seto' then," Duke decided, trying to seem neutral either way.

"Alright, let's go," Seto demanded as he started to rip out his IV's.

"Seto, you were shot dangerously close to your heart, don't you think you should rest a little more?" Duke asked with concern flowing into his voice.

"I feel fine," Seto brushed off as he pulled on a pair of pants he discovered in the closet (luckily they were his, he just wasn't sure he they got there).

"What if there were complications with the surgery? They'll want to keep you a couple of days for observations," Duke argued.

"If they weren't such morons and actually did their jobs correctly there wouldn't be any chance of complications," Seto explained while he pulled off his hospital gown and put on a shirt.

"This isn't a good idea, Seto," Duke said, quickly looking to Mokuba for back up.

Mokuba just shrugged his shoulders, trusting Seto to make up his own mind and too tired to have a good argument.

"What else are you doing tonight?" Seto asked off-handedly, hiding a wince when pain shot through his chest.

"Nothing," Duke shrugged, "I pushed everything back just so I could watch you sleep."

"Stop being creepy or your going to be running beside the limo," Seto threatened before turning to his little brother, "How long have a been in this trash bin?"

"What are you talking about?" Duke asked, already making assumptions at the answers. "I don't need a ride," Duke explained, "I can take the bus."

"It'll be a week tomorrow," Mokuba answered, not quite sure if his brother would shrug it off or if he would fume about it.

"I've been asleep for a week?" Seto asked before pushing the fact to the back of his mind and answering Duke, "Are you trying to be stupid or does it just come naturally to you? You're coming with us-it's the least I could do since I ruined your whole night by waking up."

Seto's answer was laced with insults and sarcasm, but it didn't seem to stop Duke from nodding his head in happy acceptance as he followed the two Kaiba brothers out the door.

"The heart monitors are connected to the nurses station," Seto said as he walked, not exactly phrasing it as a question but asking all the same. When his comment wasn't replied to he continued on, "Shouldn't they've come running in when my heart monitor stopped beeping?"

Just then a doctor rushed past them and headed into the room Seto and company had just left.

"Mm-hm, I feel as if I can entrust my life to these people," Seto grumbled sarcastically as he pushed the down arrow for the elevators.

"Hey! I brought some Chinese," Duke greeted, opening and closing the door without bothering to knock.

"Busy," Seto grunted from his computer, not even giving Duke a first look, let alone a second.

"How is that anyway to speak to your boyfriend?" Duke asked, hopping up and sitting on Seto's desk.

"Last time I checked I wasn't even gay," Seto replied, skillfully not changing the speed of his typing.

"And you tell me this now?" Duke joked, opening a carton of food at random.

"I've got a meeting," Seto explained as he started to rise up from his chair.

"You haven't eaten in over twenty-four hours," Duke complained. "Sit down and eat before I make sure you have Chinese in your hair for whatever meeting you're going to this time."

"Kaiba Corp was being run by a psycho less than three weeks ago, if I'm not at this meeting I think people will start to panic," Seto explained, his voice saying that he didn't care if people panicked or not.

"It's kind of ironic how he gave you back the company though," Duke mused, helping himself to the carton of food he had opened.

"'Seto, I hope this will help you remember me and all the fond memories we created together'," Seto quoted. "What complete bullshit. I had this company before I even knew him; why the hell would he think this would be my reminder to stay away from France?"

"I think the more important question is, 'When did you create these fond memories with him?' Now I don't know about you, but I would have remembered if I had shared a 'fond' memory with that guy, especially compared to the annoyance of a forced relationship," Duke said, talking around the food he was chewing.

"I'm kind of pissed that all I got was something that was already mine to begin with," Seto scoffed.

"It was better than getting the pistol I got and note telling me that Damien hopes I kill myself soon," Duke argued.

"I can't shake the feeling that he expected to die," Seto confessed, taking on a more serious air as he opened up the carton of Chinese food that was closest to him. "There just isn't any other reason as to why the will included not only me but you as well."

"Hm, I just figured he saw your dead body and then decided to kill himself so he could go torment you in hell-or heaven…you know, whichever," Duke said, correcting himself when Seto shot him an angry glare.

"Yeah, it would make sense he'd give me a company as soon as I died," Seto replied sarcastically.

"Okay, so he was planning on killing himself to make a lasting impression on you-whichever one it was it didn't work, right? And who cares anyway? You've got Mokuba, the company, no psychos (for now), and everything's pretty much back to normal," Duke said, trying to get Seto to stop thinking of Damien.

"Except now I have to put up with you at least once a day," Seto complained.

"Seto, you made out with me, and I'm a clingy man," Duke answered sarcastically.

"Every part of that sentence made me cringe," Seto replied honestly before shoving Duke off his desk and onto the floor and leaving his office behind with a slam of his door as he went to his meeting.

END