Neither could have left him behind: neither wanted to.

Seto was the only parent that Mokuba truly had, who raised him the best he could -- barring...a time that was best not thought about -- after they were thrown away by their bloodsucking relatives. Just as Seto would do anything for his little brother, so too would Mokuba drop everything to protect his brother.

Yuugi always saw such strength, such loneliness in Seto; loneliness he wanted to soothe with every part of himself. The battle with Aigami only intensified this need, and seeing the lengths he'd go just to see a friend again...

It moved him. It moved him and frustrated him and he just wanted to hold this idiot and never let him go.

He wanted to be the pillow that Kaiba could rest on.

He wanted to keep holding him, just like this.

That was what friends did, right?

(No. Yuugi, you--)

Neither said anything.

Mokuba gently rubbed his brother's back, and Yuugi stroked his hair with a friend (lover)'s touch. They held this stubborn, prideful man in their arms and thanked the Gods that he was able to return home to them.

Atem...he made sure Kaiba survived, didn't he...?