So here it is at last, the final chapter! And it's being posted on this fics (official) 2nd birthday. This fics been with me for a very long time (in many many forms) it was originally only going to be a oneshot, but I'm really glad it's gotten to 20 chapters (and it's being posted on my 20th birthday XD). 20 is a nice round number to finish on I think.

I would like to thank everyone who has reviewed, favourited and alerted this story and, of course, everyone who has read this fic to the end. So thank you!

enjoy...

The alarm on Seto's phone went off at 6.45 filling the room with an annoying high pitched beeping.

"Turn it off," Katsuya moaned, pulling the duvet above his head to try and block out the sound, "I want to sleep."

"Tough, we have to get up and pack," Seto said, but made no move to get up or, more importantly, switch off the alarm.

"Turn the alarm off," Katsuya growled.

"But it's all the way over there," Seto replied, pointing at the other side of the room.

"Why is it over there?"

"So I don't just switch it off and go back to sleep."

"I see," Katsuya realised that Seto wasn't going to be switch off the incessant beeping anytime soon so pulled himself out of the warm bed and started searching for the offending phone. He eventually found it in one of Seto's shoes. Once the alarm was off he put it on the table next to the bed so no one stood on it. "You need to get up Seto." He said when he saw the brunette was still curled up under the duvet.

"Make me," the muffled reply came from under the duvet.

Katsuya sighed and grabbed the bedding, pulling it clean off the bed. "Honestly, earlier this week it was you forcin' me up," he said when Seto curled into the foetus positing.

"I've had a taste of lie-ins and my body doesn't want to give them up," Seto grumbled.

"If you get up, I'll kiss you," Katsuya offered, he wasn't surprised when Seto dragged himself out of bed. He walked over and gave him a peck on the lips.

They both quickly got dressed; Seto was running out of smart clothes, but managed to find a dark blue shirt to go with his black suit trousers and pinstriped waistcoat. In contrast, Katsuya was in scruffy jeans and a t-shirt. Once dressed they noticed their possessions strewn across the floor.

"I'm going to need some coffee before I can take on this," Seto said.

"Breakfast might be ready," Katsuya suggested, "At least I hope it is, we've only got an hour 'til we have to leave."

Once they'd descended the spiral staircase to the dining room they found that breakfast was indeed being served and that most people had come down to try and find something to eat before tackling the packing.

"Mornin'," Katsuya said as he sat down with his friends, "sleep well?"

"I did until Yami started snoring," Bakura growled, glaring at his friend, who glared back.

"I can't believe we're going home already," Ryou said quickly, not wanting yet another argument to break out between the two Yamis.

"Me neither, it doesn't seem like we've been here for two weeks," Yugi agreed, "have you guys packed yet?" he asked Katsuya who shook his head.

"Nah, This one," he pointed at Seto, "needed coffee before he could cope with the mess up there," Katsuya explained.

"Well, if your room is anything like your room at home, I'm not surprised," Anzu commented, "I thought I was going to be lost forever when I last went to visit you."

"My room isn't that bad," Katsuya complained.

"Yes, it is," Honda joined in the bashing of Katsuya's room.

"You two are mean," Katsuya whined.

Once Seto was sufficiently caffeinated they went back to their room to tackle the mass of clothes strewn across the floor. On their way up the staircase Ryou was trying to explain to Bakura (and anyone else who was planning to do what Bakura was) that throwing everything in a suitcase and then sitting on it to make it shut was not an efficient way of packing. Despite his friend's threat to check everyone's suitcases to make sure that they didn't do that, Katsuya couldn't be bothered to fold everything neatly.

"I guess we should sort out whose stuff is whose," Katsuya said, Seto agreed and started to sort out their belongings.

"Can I see your passport photo?" Katsuya asked after about ten minutes packing. Most of the floor was now clear and only a few more bits and pieces had to be put into suitcases.

"Why?" Seto replied suspiciously.

"You can see mine," Katsuya offered.

Seto thought for a few seconds, "Fine, just don't laugh," he said, diving into his suitcase and pulling out the small book. "I look like a cross between a zombie and a vampire."

Katsuya took one look at the photo and burst out laughing. "You do," he agreed once he'd got his laughter under control.

"I told you not to laugh," Seto grumbled, "the fact I look half dead is because it was taken at five in the morning."

"There's a five in the mornin'?" Katsuya said, laughing at his joke.

"Yes, I regularly witness the hour, although I'm not sure why Mokuba and I had our photos taken at that time," Seto admitted, taking his passport back from the blonde.

"You look terrible," Katsuya told him, giggling.

"Mokuba's is worse," Seto replied, "he looks like he's about to fall asleep."

"Here's mine," Katsuya said, handing over his passport.

"You look like a thug," Seto said, "Why don't you look like a cute little puppy?"

"Because I'm not a cute puppy."

"Who gave you that bruise?" Seto asked, ignoring Katsuya's comment and staring at the large purple blotch on his cheek.

"You did."

"Really? When was that?"

"Last year when we had that huge fight," Katsuya explained as though he was talking about a holiday.

"Didn't I accidentally break your wrist?" Seto asked.

"Yes, you did," Katsuya grumbled, "and you only got a couple of detentions for it."

"Actually I had to pay for this entire trip," Seto said, shirking when he saw Katsuya's shocked expression, "Did you ever wonder why it was so cheap? I either got suspended, which would look horrible on my personal record by the way or a few detentions and make a huge private donation to the school."

"So, you bribed them?"

"Basically," Seto shrugged, "would you rather I got suspended or have a nice, practically free, holiday?"

"I'll go for the second one," Katsuya said, "I suppose the best way to punish you would be to take money away from you."

Seto snorted at that comment, "did I ever apologise for breaking your wrist by the way?"

"No, but you did take me to the nurses office, which I took as you feeling bad for what you'd done," Katsuya explained.

"Well I am sorry for doing it, it was an accident," Seto said sincerely, walking over and kissing Katsuya chastely on the lips.

"You're forgiven," Katsuya said, giving Seto a kiss of his own.

"Whilst I'd love to carry on doing this, we only have a few minutes before we have to get the bus," Seto said, smirking as Katsuya leaped away from him to carry on stuffing things into his suitcases.

"Did you come up with a name for that," Seto asked as Katsuya put the toy raven in his suitcase.

"Bakura kept callin' it Myfanwy last night," Katsuya shrugged, "but I think that was just to annoy Yami."

"More than likely," Seto smirked, "although I'm surprised that he hasn't teased me for being an utter fanboy, I think I was the only one in the room that knew the answer."

"Yeah, well, Bakura is weird," Katsuya shrugged, "and I'm packed!" he shouted in celebration as he managed to get his suitcase closed.

"Congratulations," Seto said snidely, sticking his tongue out when Katsuya glared at him. "Shall we head down?"

"I guess," Katsuya sighed, "I think we should look around to see if we've missed anythin'."

"I'll take this room, you take the first room we had and the bathroom," Seto said.

In the end it turned out that they hadn't left anything and so they started to wrestle their suitcases down the spiral stairs for the last time.

It was a chilly day, steel grey clouds covered the sky and a fine rain was falling. Everyone quickly deposited their suitcases to be put in the luggage storage before running into the relative warmness of the coach.

The trip to the train station was quite other than the music that the coach driver insisted on playing. Katsuya spent most of the trip looking out the window, trying to burn as much of the scenery into his memory.

When they arrived at Newcastle Central Station, Katsuya and his friends were given their first class train tickets and, once they'd crossed the bridge to platform 3, were told to go to the southern end of the platform where their train coach would be. They had to wait twenty minutes for the train which they filled by trying to imitate the person making the announcements whose tone of voice was a bizarre mix of monotone and musical.

"Where's Manchester?" Honda asked after hearing it being announced for the third time.

"Sort of middle-west, it's sort of parallel with the top of Wales, but inland a bit," Ryou replied, "although it's usually referred to as 'North'."

"That's confusing," Katsuya pointed out.

"Well you put me on the spot," Ryou said, looking rather miffed.

"So, where's Edinburgh?" Honda asked.

"Is this 'bug Ryou about Britain' day?" Ryou snapped, "It's in East Scotland and, before you ask, Glasgow is in west Scotland." He added when the announcer mentioned the city.

They continued to pester Ryou about the geography of England until their train pulled into the station, looking like a navy blue python. Once onboard they deposited their luggage in the luggage racks and went to find the seats on their tickets. Ryou, Yugi, Seto and Katsuya were sat around one table and the others were sat on the table behind them. Ryou and Yugi were slightly nervous about leaving their other halves unattended with each other, but decided to let them get into trouble, they were a bit sick of being their caretakers all the time.

"That's awesome! We get free tea and coffee," Yugi said when a nice young man came around and offered them hot drinks.

"And biscuits," Katsuya said, pointing at the wrapped packages of biscuits hidden behind the free bottled water, "first class is awesome."

"Which is why I always travel first class," Seto smirked, earning himself a soft punch on the arm from Katsuya.

"Look, it's our last view of Newcastle," Ryou said, pointing out the window at the bridges crossing the Tyne.

"Everyone say 'bye Newcastle'," Katsuya joked.

"Are you five years old or something?" They heard Bakura shout from the table behind them, annoying a lot of the business men in the carriage.

After it had crossed the bridge the train started to speed up and began to speed down the country stopping at Durham, with its brilliant view of the cathedral and castle, York in which they enjoyed a swift, but wonderful, glimpse of the imposing York Minster. Peterborough station was modern and rather disappointing compared to the Victorian grandeur of Newcastle, York and Darlington. The weather changed as they went further South, the dull grey clouds dissolved into small white fluffy cumulous and then seemed to disappear entirely, letting them bask in the warm spring sunshine.

Finally they arrived into London King's Cross, but didn't have any time to sightsee before they were herded onto a waiting coach which would take them to the airport.

Check in was as much of a pain as it usually was, followed by going through Security where nearly everyone was searched, one of the lucky ones was Seto, would waited for his friends to finished being searched, a smug smile on his face. After a couple of hours wandering around the duty free shops, contemplating buying things they really didn't need, or sitting on the really uncomfortable chairs their plane was called and they headed through.

Seto look his seat in the middle of the plane in between a couple of strangers, he considered going to bribe someone for a seat in first class, but decided against it. He'd have a few hours sleep and then go and get a seat nearer Katsuya.

With a roar of the engines, the aeroplane started to accelerate down the runway, pushing all its passengers back into their seats, and then, it lifted off the ground and soared upwards into the blue sky.

Seto Kaiba didn't like long haul flights. His plans of sleep had been dashed by a screaming child in the seat behind him and then no one near Katsuya would swap seats with them. He'd had to spend the entire flight watching whatever crappy films they were showing for the entire seven hour flight.

By the time they reached Domino City Airport he was shattered beyond belief and, by the looks of the people around him, so was everyone else. There was definitely something about travelling that took it out of you.

According to the pilot, it was about 2PM local time, which, according to Seto's mental calculation, meant it was 7PM back in England.

"I'm so tired," Katsuya voiced everyone's thoughts as he stretched and yawned whilst they waited for their baggage, "When I get home I'm gonna crash in front of the TV."

They had another coach journey to endure back to school where some people's parents would be waking to pick them up; the rest had to walk home themselves.

Seto wasn't surprised to see Mokuba waiting next to a limo. The young boy's face lit up when he saw his brother and he ran over to hug him.

"Seto!" he cried happily, "Did you have fun? What did you do? Did you have a good flight? I missed you."

"All in good time Mokie," Seto replied.

"Is that Kaiba's brother?" A girl behind them said to her friend, "he's absolutely adorable."

"I know, I wish I could trade him for my brother," her friend muttered.

"Hey Squirt," Katsuya said, coming up behind Mokuba and ruffling his hair.

"Hey!" Mokuba protested, trying to get away from the hand messing up his hair, "So, did you two-"

Seto grinned, he couldn't resist. "We're getting married tomorrow."

He paid for his joke with Katsuya punching his arm rather hard, "No we're not!"

"But you are going out, right?" Mokuba asked hopefully.

"Yup," Katsuya replied.

"How are you lot getting home?" Seto asked when he noticed Katsuya's friend's mulling around waiting for him, although he was asking mostly to get Mokuba from quizzing him about his love life in public.

"We were just going to walk home," Yugi shrugged.

"Although you could give us all a lift," Bakura hinted heavily.

Seto sighed, "Fine, put your luggage in the boot and get in."

The limo driver was slightly annoyed about being told to drive all over the city, especially since it was the start of rush hour and the streets were packed.

Not that any of the limo's passengers minded, they were too busy telling Mokuba all about what had happened on their trip, although most of the discussion revolved around his brother and Katsuya.

Slowly the limo emptied, at each stop they'd lose a passenger with many goodbyes and 'see you at school tomorrow's. Katsuya and Seto's parting kiss was accompanied with a lot of cheering and wolf whistling from the others and Katsuya's face was almost scarlet as he said his goodbyes and got out the car. Soon it was just Seto and Mokuba left in a stretch limo which now seemed very empty.

"You had a good time then?" Mokuba asked, grinning at his brother, "and, by the sounds of it, you've finally made some friends."

Seto scowled at him, making Mokuba, who was already rather giggly, burst out laughing. "Did you have a good time whilst I was away?"

"Yeah, it was great fun," Mokuba replied, "it was like a two week sleepover."

"That's good."

"I'm jealous you got to go to all the Roman forts," Mokuba pouted.

"I'll take you someday," Seto said.

"I'm going to hold you to that."

"I did take lots of pictures for you," Seto told him.

"Yay, you're the best big brother ever!" Mokuba cried happily, hugging Seto. "So, what do you want to do when we get back?"

"Eat something thoroughly unhealthy and crash in front of a film," Seto said, stifling a yawn, "and then sleep for a couple of days."

"Are you sure you went to Northumberland?" Mokuba asked, smirking, "I think you may have been brainwashed by aliens."

"Oh Ha Ha," Seto said sarcastically.

The limo pulled up outside the mansion and the driver opened the door for them. Seto got out and then went to pull his suitcase out the boot.

"Hello girls," He said as two overexcited dogs ran over from the open door and started bouncing around him. He patted them both before heading over to the front door.

It was good to be home.

Thanks again to everyone who has read this far. Reviews are much appriciated :)

Chapter 20