Stop bleeding? Easy for him to say, he wasn't the one whose body was leaking like a sieve!

Yuugi had the sense to use the wrist Kaiba wasn't biting to grab his own shirt and hold his nose with it in an attempt to stop the bleeding, but that only...

Oh.

That only made it worse.

"What the fuck. What the fuck?!"

That was the voice of a man who clearly did not know what was going on with his own body. Panic? Anxiety? Frustration? Anger? Negative emotions that Yuugi Mutou tried to hide at all times under lock and key?

You fucking bet.

"Dammit...dammit...Stop bleeding, dammit!"

Yeah, because that was going to work.

At least it got on his shirt instead? And it did...eventually...seem to slow up?

His wrist was also not squirting now! Progress!