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Yami sighed deeply, not esactly watching Seto. Like he cared what the male was doing. He clicked the button again impationatily., leaning against the elevator door. He stared off at the lady workign at the front desk, taking calls like a mess. He continued to click the button, this time a bit more harder, just incase the damn button wasn't working. From behind him the door opened, "Wha!" He did't even realized he was leaning agaisnt the door, falling into the elevator with a 'oof'.

He muttered and rubbed the back of his head angrily and stood up, dusting hismelf off before leaning against the wall on the elevator.

Yami's looked up then narrowed his eyes taking a step over to him, "Wait until i get my hands on you! You'll be regreting you ever could breathe around -" The elevator started but jumped a bit. Being a bit clumsy, Yami lost his balance and grabbed onto the only thing he could, yelping, "Meh!"

A second past before Yami opened his eyes to see what was he holding onto that was holding him up.

His eyes widened when he saw his fist clenching Seto's clothing, finding his body leaning against Seto, his face just above Seto's belt area. He stared up at Seto, his face a deep crimson stain. Even if he wanted to move, he felt he couldn't; his knees were buckled and his legs felt like jellow.

Yami's eyes widened, still his cheeks burning red, "Wha!" he was ready to punch the male, struggling as the male tightened his grip on his wrist. He barked, "Let go of me!" he growled, trying to release his own hands to throw a punch or anything to get back at Seto. This seemed almost unlikely.

Yami growled, snapping angrily, "Let me go, Kaiba" he nastily emphasized the males last name. He would use Seto's last name only when he was mad at the other.

The elevator door opened, Yami struggled, "You have to let me go now!" he smirked, "So let go now." He had Seto cornered.

Yami glared but followed Seto muttering 'Baka' before folding hs arms across his chest following. The room was 2 on the left in the long hall. Yami seemed a bit tired as he walked, slouching as he walked.

Yami ignored him, before speaking quietly, "Nothing."

They entered then room and right away, yami pulled out headpeice and plugged up his ear, pulling out of his pocket a small CD Player, with most of his idoled bands. He callasped into a chair, crossing his arms on the table before resting his head, turning his head, and closing his eyes.

Suddenly the door was kicked down, their Manager, Mr. K with a large machine gun resting in both his arms, aiming at the two males, "Both of you are late! I should just shoot you both right were you sta-" he turned to Yami blinking, and leaning over, "Sleeping?! At a time like this?!" He looked at the CD player and smirked, turnign the volume up high.

Yami's eyes widened, "WHA!!!!!!!" he pulled the pieces out rubbing both of his ears, "Ow..."

Mr. K bonked him ont he head, "Pay attention next time!"

Mr. K's attention looked up at the clock, a bit ditracted before turnign back, "Have you seent he reviews" he threw themagazine over to Seto and Yami, more torwards Seto sicne he knew he was the only one paying attention.

Yami had slipped the earpiece back in, slightily nodding at the song.

"We are in the top five bands so far, in second selling the most records. But that doesn't give us a chance to become a well known band. In first is God's Childrens." he snarled a bit, eyes turning to Yami, ready to pull one of his guns that was stashed god-knows-where and pull the trigger right beside his ear to see if he could hear the wizz of the bullet over the music.