Unfortunately for Yuugi...Kaiba's already fallen asleep. The peaceful expression on his face, the steady rise and fall of his chest...that's how he's looked for so long, whether it was during the coma, or afterwards.

It was simply poor luck on Yuugi's part, of course. Nothing he did wrong.

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Kaiba has an unfortunate trend towards nightmares when he sleeps. It doesn't always show on his face, and he's long since stopped being startled for the most part. But sometimes, it's as subtle as the sweat on his brow, the way he clings to the sheets.

Even his dreams were work, or reminders of important things baked into what should be restful.

He hasn't ever dreamed of something so pleasant he doesn't want to wake up. So...it's definitely interesting when he breathes out a gentle sigh, followed by an unintentional, but overly-fond murmur, a string of words that's unintelligible.

A couple of hours after he'd fallen asleep, Kaiba comes around. It's faster this time, at least. He hasn't opened his eyes yet...but he does speak groggily.

"I want to eat something. I want to drink something."

Good morning? Sure, whatever. Kaiba woke up and decided he wanted to do normal things already.