A/N: Okay, here's the epilogue as requested. I can't believe this is finally over… took me long enough though. I think I wrote this for how long? Two months and a half? Man that was long. Anyway, thanks for the reviews, everyone.

As for the epilogue, this might come out longer than usual. I feel bad cause I didn't explain how Yami and Yugi were caught, and I only left flashbacks of how Yugi died so I'll try to tell them here. Okay, not exactly the entire story behind the incident but perhaps a brief explanation on how things happened? Hope it's okay with you guys.

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EPILOGUE

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Sometimes it isn't easy to accept that everyone needs someone to cherish. It isn't easy to say that you love someone and be ready for all the hardships you will face just because of him.

Likewise, it is easier to deny these things and lie. It is easier to act like you didn't have a choice—that you have an obligation, a duty, just to save yourself from this feeling.

Sometimes, admitting your love is the hardest thing to do. Because despite the heartbreaks you know you'll encounter in the process, getting hurt isn't entirely the best thing to experience, right?

But that exactly was the point.

Every victory has its sacrifices. Every miracle has its cost. Every feeling of euphoria, of happiness, always has its price.

And for this, you cannot simply fall in love, admit it, and make it last without suffering from all the trials and heartbreaks that will be placed upon your feet.

Being an international undercover agent necessarily wasn't being much of a help in any way, either.

Perhaps it was safe to say that Yami Motou was the best. He was perfect; despite the cliché that no one can be faultless. He had the coolest job; the money that would sustain his every need; a grandfather who still cares for him despite his mistakes, a partner who would never give up on him and a duty that he loved doing every lifetime.

His life was perfect. Until it became disastrous.

Yugi Motou was the sweetest, nicest and most innocent twenty-two year old man you could ever meet. He was helpful, energetic, optimistic and hardworking. He was hope, he was the light in a person's darkest hour. Particularly speaking, he was Yami's aibou.

And Yami fell in love with him.

But their love wasn't meant to last; him being a WPO agent would always lure danger to him and to his loved ones. This particularly was the reason why he had to keep everything a secret—most especially his relationship with his hikari.

Life began to return to the things they were before. Every Christmas was a feeling of great joy and love, Halloween a night of pranks and childishness and Valentines, a day of sweetness and passion.

Until someone spotted them together and devised of a plot to make their lives miserably a living hell.

His name was Shaqi, an alias, who led the Nightstalkers organization. They sell drugs, kill anyone who would be in their way, manipulate leaders, cause destruction and mayhem, torture everyone, seize power, and kill WPO agents who follow their trail and turn their operations down.

Easily put, they wanted to kill the World Protection Organization's number one agent, Yami Motou.

So they trailed after him, followed him everywhere and looked for possible weaknesses in the perfect agent. And seeing Yugi Motou was the best accomplishment they ever attained.

It was New Year's Eve when they kidnapped the man. Their plan was working perfectly, the agent was going to follow them soon but something changed. They opted to kill the agent—but they killed his lover.

And it was like adding fuel to the fire except that the fire not only grew bigger; it was deadlier and unstoppable.

Before he knew it, Yami started to reject any feeling except vengeance. There was nothing left inside of him only remorse and vows to make the Nightstalkers pay. All in all, his life grew and grew until it didn't matter to him.

Ironic, though, that everything changed because of one person. All his opinions, beliefs—everything he worked hard to maintain after his aibou's death came crashing down because of the same person he vowed would change into a better man for his brother.

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Baby please try to forgive me

Stay here don't put out the glow

Hold me now don't bother

If every minute it makes me weaker

You can save me from the man that I've become

Oh yeah…

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Without any warning, Seto Kaiba came into his life once again.

Who knew that after all these times, his High Priest was still the one to knock some sense to what he was missing? But then again, a lot of things had happened unexpectedly—one being, the former Tomb Robber was now his partner.

And by Ra, nothing has changed. The other was still the same Seto he knew before. Was it really any surprise to find them falling in love with each other like before?

But he was an agent. He had learned his lesson. Agents like him were not to fall in love with the people they were supposed to be guarding. Most especially agents who are sought after by dangerous men who wanted to kill them.

So he had taken the coward's way out. He lied. He lied about everything and he knew it hurt the CEO.

And fate has been very nice to him to torture him endlessly about that simple fact… and gave him and his CEO a second change.

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Looking back on the things I've done

I was trying to be someone

Played my part, kept you in the dark

Now let me show you the shape of my heart.

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So here they were, in-love and in each other's arms. Ironic isn't it?

"Hellooo… Yami, are you even listening to me!"

Yami suppressed a sigh as he turned to his obviously ranting partner. It seemed that his partner's aibou refused to talk to him. Again. "Yes, Bakura. How can Ryou be such an insensitive aibou and whatnot… anything else?" he answered.

Bakura, the former Tomb Robber, rolled his eyes at his partner's answer but still, a smirk etched his face and he all but probed at the other's silence. "You were thinking about your priest, aren't you?" he teased.

Yami met his gaze and he smirked back, "Which one? You do know I have six priests, right?"

The white-haired agent glared at him and playfully punched him, "Smart ass, you know who I'm talking about!" he said. Yami laughed, "Of course," he answered.

"Ah forget it, no one can talk to you properly in your current state of condition," Bakura conceded and left, "But before I go, tell the priest that I'll kill him if he ever hurts you, okay?"

"Yes sir," Yami playfully answered as he stood and saluted his partner.

Bakura blinked before stucking his tongue out childishly and leaving the agent alone. Pharaohs, who would have thought they could be vicious people suffering from moodswings?

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Sadness is beautiful

Loneliness is tragical

So help me I can't win this war

Oh no

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A few minutes later, a knock caught Yami's attention as he promptly bade whoever it was, but deep inside, he knew it was Seto, to enter.

"Hey," Seto greeted with a smile. Yami smiled back and rose to kiss the CEO chastely, "I suspect Mokuba's going here soon, isn't he?" he asked.

The Kaiba Corp executive grinned, "Yeah. He doesn't want both of us to fetch him, though. Said he's old enough to go here alone and without his 'overprotective, paranoid' brother," he answered.

"Would you believe that? I'm not paranoid," Seto added.

"Sure you aren't, Seto," Yami said, eyes twinkling with mirth. Seto caught that and he smiled, "Oh so now you're teasing me, huh?" he asked playfully.

"Of course not. Why would I do that?" the former pharaoh asked oh-so-innocently. "I don't know, maybe you would like to entertain me with that question?" Seto asked, walking towards the monarch.

"Hmm… I have to think about that first," responded Yami as he stood so that they were standing closely to each other, "I will just have to inform you of my answer soon."

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Touch me now don't bother

If every second it makes me weaker

You can save me from the man I've become

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They were flirting with each other, all right, and both of them knew it. But that wasn't going to stop them. They were back into each other's arms. That was the only important thing here.

"That would be a shame," Seto whispered as he slowly closed the distance between them with a long breathtaking kiss.

Neither knew who was the first one to remove the other's clothes, nor was the person who broke the kiss to make sure the door was locked. But neither of them really cared. They only had eyes for each other.

Seto gently pushed Yami towards the bed, watching as his head hit the soft mattress beneath him as he all but smiled at the CEO, inviting him to continue. And continue, he did. With one more kiss, he stole the other's breath and proceeded to trailing down kisses from Yami's jawbone to the lower region of his body, successfully reducing the former pharaoh to moans and needy whimpers.

"Seto… s-top… teasing me!" cried Yami as the other continued with his ministrations. The CEO smirked as he played with the other's erection.

"I'm going to… seriously… SETO!" Yami once again cried as he came.

Seto went back into kissing his lover senseless as he reach for the vial of oil, which was lying innocently at the drawer nearby. He opened it and spread it on his fingers, watching as Yami moaned at first touch.

Yami briefly closed his eyes, his thoughts unconsciously wandering away. He knew he didn't deserve the CEO. Seto was so… good. Despite all those things he'd done to him, to their relationship, here was the former priest still loving him.

It hurt him to no end to remember all those acts of foolishness he did just for the sake of protecting them.

"Yami?"

The former pharaoh opened his eyes. Crimson meeting concerned azure ones. "What is it, koi?" he asked. Seto frowned slightly, wiping away the tears that were flowing from the other's eyes.

"You're crying," he said simply.

"I'm sorry," Yami answered.

"Don't be."

"But I am. I'm sorry for hurting you, Seto," the former pharaoh whispered. Seto smiled and kissed him.

"Don't worry. I already forgave you. Besides how can I not? I'm in-love with you, Yami."

"I love you too, Seto."

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Looking back on the things I've done

I was trying to be someone

Played my part, kept you in the dark

Now let me show you the shape of my heart.

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"Seto," Yami whispered in the other's ear. They were sleeping for who knows how long now. They will have to get up and grace the others with their presence sooner or later anyway.

"Hmm," Seto answered as he turned towards his pharaoh and draped an arm over him. Yami chuckled at the other before ruffling the CEO's hair playfully, knowing it would rouse the other awake.

"Hey, I was having a nice dream you know," Seto said, pouting ever so adorably. Yami chuckled again before kissing the other lightly on the lips, "Yeah, you can dream later. You do remember we have dinner set at 7, right?"

With that, the CEO's eyes opened, throwing any ounce of sleepiness into the back of his mind as he stare at his koi, "What time is it?" he asked.

"6:30."

"What? Yami!"

Yami chuckled, "Nope, I'm not kidding. It really is 6:30, you can check your phone if you want," he said. Seto pouted again, "Why didn't you wake me up earlier then?" he asked.

Yami grinned before kissing Seto again.

"You're so cute when you sleep, I couldn't wake you up," he answered.

Seto stuck his tongue out childishly as he walk towards the bathroom, shaking his head before taking a bath.

"Seto, my ever-adorable and cute dragon," Yami said as he lied on the bed, knowing the other was smiling inside the shower.

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I'm here with my confession

Got nothing to hide no more

I don't know where to start

But to show you the shape of my heart

I'm looking back on things I've done

I never wanna play the same old part

Keep you in the dark

Now let me show you the shape of my heart.

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"They're late."

"Don't worry, Bakura."

"Who said I'm worried?"

Mahad shook his head, deciding it was better to ignore the former Tomb Robber than to actually risk having a conversation with him.

But then again, he still loved taking risks.

"So, how's Ryou?" he teased, "Is he still 'insensitive'?" and he laughed. Bakura scowled at the priest, thinking how the usually serious and calm priest can be so… lighthearted nowadays.

"Look, Yami, they're having fun without us," they heard the CEO say as the couple entered.

"What took you so long?" Bakura demanded.

Yami grinned.

"Don't worry, Bakura. We'll call you the next time we decide to be late for two minutes," Yami teased. Seto shook his head and chuckled at the sight of Bakura's face.

Bakura sighed in exasperation. Seriously, was today 'Gang Up On Bakura' Day? But then again, he was glad the pharaoh was smiling again. That was a relief. Now he didn't need to kill someone just to cheer his partner anymore.

Although, killing someone is rather tempting. He stared at the priest beside him, only to get three glares in response.

"Don't even think about it, Bakura," they all chorused and he scowled. Yup, today was Gang Up on Bakura Day. He just knew it.

A/N: Hope the ending was nice. Don't know, though. I wanted to put some more angst in it but I decided not to mess with Yami anymore. He suffered long enough in the story anyway. Aww… poor Yami. By the way, the song (yes, it's quite familiar, isn't it?) is Shape of My Heart by the Backstreet Boys. I wanted to put You'll Be Safe Here again but I think this song fits perfectly with the last chapter.

So… how was it? Was it good or bad? Tell me, I would really love to hear from you. Don't worry, guys. I promise I won't stop writing and I'll practice writing stories with fewer chapters for everyone's sakes. Hehe…

Once again, thanks for the support and reviews.