When Yuugi asks that, Kaiba clicks his tongue in annoyance, one of the rare sounds he can still make.

Of course we're playing! I'm only listening to you!

"That's not very nice."

Guess already. One of us has to be right. I won't lose to you again, Yuugi.

Kaiba's eyes catch Yuugi's, nearly black as they are, and he involuntarily tries to swallow. Fuck, why is he so thirsty? Why do the lights hurt?

Why did you eat that fucking cupcake? Just another fool move by a perennial loser trying to keep control of his situation.

D̷͔̱͇̹̔̅Ị̶̺́͐̓̃͐D̸̺͎͖͖̐̚̚͝Ņ̸͑̌ͅ'̶̭̤́T̷̢̛͇̜̠͕ ̴͈͓̍Í̷͚̯͓̾̓̚ ̷̨̩̖͛̐͗̐T̷̮̞̲͋̍̈́̀͠E̴̛͎̬͑À̶̧͖̦͍͠Ć̶̤̄H̴̻̽̚ ̵̣̅Ÿ̴̛͈̣͕̜́̐͝Ọ̴͒͗U̸̼̪̘̣̮̔̉͑̕ ̷̮͊B̶͔͊E̶̡̳̺͗̓̃̌T̴̨͍̪̳͍́̌͂T̷͍̬͎͕͓́E̴̟̅̓͝Ŗ̷͚̟̩̩̔͊?̶̖̻̤̳̓̊̽

There's a displacement of air near his left ear, and Kaiba flinches as he hasn't flinched in years, like a dog expecting to be struck.

The blow never comes, however. He showed weakness for nothing...?!