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Past

"Why the hell are we still here? I've had enough of this farce already, unlike the rest of you I actually have more important things to do."

While the reaction Seto Kaiba got from Yugi's friends was worth the whinging, he still meant the words with every bone in his body. He did have more important things to worry about, Mokuba for a start. Seto sneered to himself, he could hit below the belt and take aim at the Mutts sister, or Yugi's grandfather however they were already having trouble controlling the raging dog and the group was supposed to be incognito.

While he appreciated the gravity of the situation, he didn't appreciate what 'incognito' meant. The 'no-talking' was wonderful, as they couldn't really talk without giving themselves away, and he had heard enough of their voices to last him quadruple lives. However the clothes he had to wear were another story entirely. He refused to look down on account of wanting to rip his clothing off and burn them ceremoniously. He could only imagine the look on his brother's face when he got back home.

A lifetime of mocking would be inevitable, hopefully he could avoid the blackmail photo, if not, all authority he had would be lost in a swarm of itchy, barely there wool-like fabric. While his almost toga-like clothing was awful, at least it wasn't as bad as the rest.

He allowed himself a cruel chuckle inside his head. The Mutt was wearing nothing but a bottom half that looked like a giant nappy; it had not gone down well but had been the only thing left. Fortunately and finally some of his thought to be long-lost common-sense had jump-started and they had managed to get him into the clothing with less hassle than usual. The rest of them had the same knee-length skirt and bolt of fabric over the shoulder as he did. However Devlin, and Yugi were given head-dresses that while he should have had one, he steadfastly refused.

His dignity was already in enough tatters as it was, the last thing he needed was something he could barely balance on the top of his head that looked like a golden peacock. He didn't care wether or not he would be recognised in the run from the alcove to the leaving point. He would be gone and nothing in this forsaken place would be his problem. The luckiest in term of dress in his opinion was the cheerleader. She had on a small shift that covered her shoulders and the rest of her body to the knees. She also didn't have to deal with a head-dress.

She, astoundingly, seemed to be enjoying herself while watching the festivities. She had decided to make the most of being stuck in ancient Egypt and to his utter irritation; she and Yugi had decided to study their previous live in great detail.

The Pharaoh, Shadi and Isis obviously were the only ones who knew of their existence and had hidden them above the golden hall in the alcoves that hid them from view, but allowed them all access vision lest they would miss the signal indicating they were able to begin moving.

The plan while risky was the only one they had that was able to have them getting back to their time, unfortunately it had to happen only on the one night that the Pharaoh was supposed to be hosting a party – one that he couldn't cancel. Kaiba found this ridiculous and had voiced his opinions, loudly. He didn't care about ancient traditions; all he wanted was to leave this cursed place and block it from his mind altogether. Obviously he had been ignored, and fortunately for them there was nothing he could do, technically his company wasn't around yet, and as a result, his power was useless.

Despite that annoying little setback he had kept an eye on his own sorcerous incarnation and he had found that one of his fellow leaders looked exactly like Mokuba, something he found rather amusing, and would tease his brother about when he got

back, it was unfortunate that camera's would not work in this time, most likely because they hadn't been invented yet. Otherwise he would have a doozy of a photo for blackmail, Mokuba, grapes, wine, women and a large fern was something that would no doubt make the boy blush, especially since his hidden laziness was something Kaiba would constantly tease him about.

The photos would have also been helpful for the rest of them. The dice-master was another aristocrat however compared to the Pharaoh's cache of slaves and Seto's he was severely out-classed. However Gardener had comforted him by indicating that while he didn't have as much, it was more than Taylor or Wheeler had.

The two had immediately glared at their friend as they noticed themselves pouring wine and cutting up grapes for the fellow parties. Kaiba had smirked when he noticed the blonde idiot was fanning him for a few seconds before being summoned out the doors.

It had taken Yugi, Gardener and Taylor to stop Wheeler from cursing up a storm and giving themselves away. To be found was almost instant death on their behalf. And while he didn't say it, he was thankful to the three for stopping the idiot. He wasn't ready to die just yet.

The drinking, talking and general enjoyment continued for at least an hour before a loud noise startled the hidden group. Seto turned to see the Pharaoh slowly raising his staff and then forcing it down to create the sound they had heard. He repeated this gesture a few more times and a quiet hush fell onto the room. The roaring candles were dimmed slightly; Kaiba almost missed the setting up of the drums in every corner of the room.

The beat that started was slow and sensual and the incense burning, along with the dimmed light set the soft ambiance, he looked to his left and noticed that the geek squad was looking interested in the scene. He scoffed loudly and turned his head away, he didn't want to watch whatever show the Pharaoh had cooked up when his main priority should have been to send them home.

A slow rustling alerted him and he turned his head back to the left, hearing a squawk of indignation he noticed that Gardener had swayed on her seat in shock while Wheeler, Devlin and Honda had slowly morphed into silent giggles and Yugi was in between the two emotions. He turned to his friend and tried to comfort her as she watched the figures emerge from the rustling curtain, "well at least we know where the dancing came from?"

She slowly turned to glare at her friend and looked back to herself, "a belly-dancer?"

Kaiba raised an eyebrow and turned back towards the lower level of the grand hall. The multitude of gold was offset by the costumes the crowd of colourfully dressed girls had on. Their tiny skirts could barely pass for anything except underwear but the large see-through pieces of fabric running down their legs swayed tantalizingly. The sparkling beads that hung down from the front of the tiny pieces of fabric too miniscule to be called a 'top,' rustled against their flat stomachs as they twisted sinuously, their hips shimmied and some of the tassels hanging down from their bikini like tops swayed with their body movements.

He watched the Pharaoh beckon over a few slaves, including Gardener's incarnation, with amusement he noticed the girl look sightly lovingly toward him. Looks like nothing had changed within 3000 years.

He turned his head back towards his own incarnate; he sat alone, with a few slaves at his feet feeding each other food, he was pleased to notice that unlike the other nobles that while he had opulence, and showed it off to its full extent – his throne being a focal point, a massive gold and ivory structure decorated with jewels and images depicting battles that been won by him and on his behalf- he didn't need people to feed him or fan him or in any way do things for him that he could not do for himself.

Kaiba was cut of by musings as he saw the dancers glide out of the hall, amidst groans from the men and the torches blaze hotly.

"There's the sign!" Captain Obvious; more commonly known as Yugi, exclaimed as loudly as allowed. They slowly made their way slowly through the alcoves, careful not to been seen, or heard on Wheelers account. They had made it out off the hall without any major problems and were to meet Isis at the rendezvous point.

The run wasn't very long, however the leaving point was down the end of an adjacent hallway which happened to be a slave quarters. Thankfully most of slaves were working on the celebration, but over the years the group had, or some of the group, had learnt caution.

They paused at the doors and Yugi and Joey peeked around the corners, once it was clear they once again began to run. "C'mon guys, almost home!"

"Wheeler, shut your mouth and keep running!" Unfortunately for them Joey rarely ever listened to Kaiba, and stopped in the middle of the hallway making the tall teenager slam into the blonde and onto the floor. "You clumsy idiot! I thought dogs for all their faults, had one redeeming quality, obviously not!"

"Listen here Kaiba!" Joey was cut off by Tristan who dragged him through a doorway and behind a large hanging curtain and hissed at him to be quiet. Yugi, Téa and a reluctant Kaiba joined them a few seconds later.

Hidden behind the large golden curtains with the geek squad wasn't high on his priority list of things to accomplish in his life, however he couldn't exactly move and neither could they. The incarnation of Téa removed herself of her golden earrings before walking into the next room. The current version had created a peeking hole for herself, and when they were in the clear she motioned for all of them to run for it.

The curtains were flung aside and the dash started however as soon as they had taken two steps they heard the nearby murmuring of voices. Panicking, Wheeler and Taylor tried to run for it but were stopped by Yugi halfway across the room, Yugi finally managed to push them to the other side of the room to hide behind the hanging curtains while Kaiba pulled Gardener by the arm and dragged her back behind the other they had previously used. Trying to calm their beating hearts, and harsh breaths, the group stood stock still behind their subsequent curtains. Small slivers where the curtains met opened up slightly, enough for them to see through.

Footsteps echoed loudly as the beads hanging down from her archway were pushed aside. Tristan managed to a hand over Wheeler's mouth to hide the shocked gasp as the High Priest made his way into the room. Yugi looked at him through the curtain to which he returned a glare and turned away from snootily. Whatever was about to happen it didn't interest him, all he wanted was to go home and this moment was delaying it.

More rustling occurred and the first version of Gardener reappeared wearing a long shirt and another small top. She was pushing a twisted snake-like bangle up her left arm before she noticed who had entered her chambers. She stopped her actions abruptly and stared at the High Priest with shock. The blood left her face as she let her arms fall to her sides.

He smirked softly.

Unfortunately for her, he had placed himself in front of her doorway, the one that led to the way out, and to get to it, she had to pass him and she was more than sure that he would not let her pass until he had done what he had come here to do.

She bowed low, "how can I help you my lord-" She felt his fingers trace the back of her neck and stiffened, "now, now none of that," he murmured softly tracing the long curls that strategically fell out of her bun, "you remember what I said?"

His hand traced up to her jaw and lifted her out of her bow, she looked him in the eye with undisguised anger making him halter with his movements. He knew she would be upset, but not this much. "I remember, very well. My Lord."

His hand gripped her cheek, "call me by my name." She growled softly and wrenched her face out of his grip and fixed up her skirts, "If you will excuse me, I am already late-" Again she was interrupted as she brushed past him, he had grabbed her at her elbow and spun her back into his chest.

Téa could see the agape looks upon Yugi, Joey and Tristan's face, and was sure that her own matched; she chanced a look up at Kaiba and was pleased to see that he was looking as shocked and confused as herself. She looked back to the scene in front of her to listen in.

"I beg you would let me go, My-"

"My name Téana… use it." He bent his head to talk into her ear. It looked almost intimate however Téa knew better.

Wrenching herself from his grasp she resisted the urge to slap him soundly and instead hissed her torment at the man responsible for it. "You sold me!" The high priest didn't blink at her harsh words; he wouldn't wince at the truth.

Téa gasped from behind the curtain and looked up at Kaiba with an angry glare, he raised an uncaring eyebrow, she shook her head, "looks like some things never change." Kaiba bristled at her whisper but continued to stare out the small peep-hole.

She glared at him with a trembling mouth; her words were clipped as she avoided his wandering hands. "you, stupid, arrogant, cruel, ee-jit! You come in here, after months, without… so much as an explanation?"

Her eyes were a vivid blue and sparkling with unshed tears, she clenched her hands as he stood there, taking in every word silently. "The pharaoh? The person you are around most? You knew!"

"Téana.." Seto murmured walking forward with slight anguish in his tone. She backed away from him quickly, "you knew how much I cared for you," she whispered desperately and bowed her head as though ashamed of what she felt. "and that…I would have to see you, all the time, with her. And I wouldn't…be able to do anything but watch as you- don't touch me!"

She avoided him again much to his consternation, a few drops had fallen from her eyes and she didn't bother to wipe them away. "It didn't matter to you, it didn't matter how I felt – seeing you everyday with her. Because as long as the great High Priest Seto was happy!... Nothing else could be wrong."

Tea watched with surprising sadness at the girls entreaty, she obviously loved this man very much, something Téa found hard to understand. She looked again at Kaiba and was not surprised to seem him scowling with disinterest. She resisted the urge to punch him and turned back to the scene.

"…a part of me was so glad that you were happy, I watched you smile everyday and you were so much calmer than you used to be." The girl smiled beautifully, wrenching the heart of nearly everyone in the room. "but another part was jealous that it wasn't me that made you that happy – I thought that maybe you would perhaps come back to me – but then Kisara came to us, beautiful and shining and explained that we would be leaving the household – to join another."

Her eyes closed as though reliving that painful moment. The High Priest had remained silent as she let out her anguish. "The Pharaoh's palace. A place of pure fantasy. Other than having freedom it was the best place to be." She opened her eyes, "or at least that's how you're wife explained it would be."

The mention of his deceased wife did not change the face of the High Priest as he just stood there.

Swallowing back her tears Téana continued, "she was such a lovely person, it was impossible to hate her, and what was worse she didn't even know about me." He voice gained momentum as sadness gave way to anger. "She made sure that I would be placed in a position were I would be noticed by not only the two of you when you came to visit, but by the Pharaoh himself."

Scoffing loudly she started to move around her room distractedly, "she said that maybe I could do the same for the Pharaoh as what she had done for you, as I was such a beautiful person." She paused and a silence fell over the room.

The hidden parties tried not to move lest they drew attention from themselves.

"She made sure that I was happy and that I would be taken care of well as I was one of the most loyal and dedicated slaves she had ever met. She didn't know about me and she still found a way to make me feel guilty. " The dancer let out a harsh laugh "and to top it all off," she looked him straight in the eyes. "she smiled at me, when I left for the palace, and said 'good luck, I will miss you.'"

She glared at him "She didn't want me to leave. It wasn't Kisara who tried to set me up with the Pharaoh, it was you. You wanted me out of the house and instead of being brave enough to tell me, you found a way to make sure you didn't look like the villain." She took a breath and stopped her pacing. "I figured it out, unfortunately for you, I don't know why and right now I don't care, I have a dance to perform for my Pharaoh's birthday-"

Kaiba almost growled out loud, he was stuck in time behind a dirty curtain because the Pharaoh couldn't cancel his birthday? And people called him selfish!

"… So I would appreciate it if you would never darken my doorway again."

He was still in front of her doorway but she moved towards him anyway, she had to get away from him for the last time. She could almost smell the alcohol from the fire-breathers as she made her way to the door.

Téa jumped and accidentally jostled Kaiba as the Priest's arm shot out and curled around the dancer's waist. Kaiba glared down at her and she glared back while whispering an apology, to which he scoffed making her jostle him again before turning to look back at the struggle.

"Let go of me Seto!" The jingling of her beads and bracelets became louder as her struggling became more desperate.

"Do you have any idea how hard it was to stay faithful to my wife when I saw you everyday?"

Téa let out a gasp at that and immediately clapped her hands over her mouth making another clapping sound. She turned her head and stood stock still with eyes wide looking up at Kaiba who was scowling at her idiocy. She slowly removed her hands and dared a glance through the curtains, she blanched and turned back towards the scene before her.

"… I loved Kisara so much, so very much." Téa watched the other women turn her head away from the man in front of her. "And to see and watch you everyday, tempting me to have you constantly, when I already had someone to love" Seto stopped and took a deep breath. "was more than I can handle." He gave Téana a piercing glance that made her stop breathing.

"I had to make sure that I would not fail, not only myself, but my wife. So I did the only thing I could think off."

"The only thing you could think of? How about freedom!"

"I couldn't!" The roar of his voice silenced her, and she trembled slightly as he buried his nose into her sweet-smelling hair. "With you free, there was nothing to stop me from finding you and keeping you. It would have been easy to come to you always and forever. But I couldn't, so I-"

Kaiba watched the man swallow and reverently run his hands up the woman's body, it was awkward to say the least, especially when the woman's look-a-like was next to him, blushing up a storm. He didn't even want to begin to imagine what the others were doing over in yonder curtain.

"I – I sent you to the Pharaoh. Where not only was my marriage stopping me, but my promise of friendship and fealty to my lordship, and the law. One man is not able to be with another's slave unless given permission. And I could not ask permission."

She had stopped moving during his slight speech and was now just standing, her face looked tired and withdrawn, Téa noticed that her hands were the only part of her body left trembling.

"and I don't intend to."

Seven heads whipped around to look at the High Priest with shock, his voice had gotten harsher and the sadness and aching tenderness had vanished to be replaced with anger, and what looked like passionate lust.

"Kisara is gone, and I will miss her. But I have noticed something. I was happy when I had the both of you, yet when you left Téana, I became nothing. I played happy for my wife, but I was not. I was nothing without you. Just an empty shell. She was my wife. You are my love."

Seto grasped her arms tightly and moved her backwards towards the table in the centre of the room, his eyebrows had tightened and determination opposed her face that showed shock and confusion. "And you were mine first."

In a flurry of passion and never-ceasing love, clothes were ripped off, jewellery left harsh marks on soft skin, brands of tongue and teeth lashed on both bodies, cries of passion and tormented relief came, once, twice, more than thrice. Perspiration dripped down her breasts that he suckled on, hands admired his strong chest. Her long supple legs were massaged and wrapped around his waist. The two bodied interlocked and seemed to forget the passing off time as all that mattered were each other. The explosion racked their bodies and she arched into him clutching at his hair for control that was long gone. Their cries echoed through her room and soon all was left was their harsh breathing.

He came around first and cupped her face with long fingers and kissed her again. She kissed him back and whispered something that made him kiss her again. She nodded and left him carry her into the back room. It was a few moments before either curtain moved.

Slowly the group emerged, faces of white, green and red followed. Yugi coughed. "well…"

Kaiba, although still red-faced managed to keep a commanding voice, "this will never be repeated to anyone are we understood." Nods and squeaks came from the surrounding people he wished he had never heard off. Satisfied he straightened out and tried to look as dignified as possible in a skirt. "Lets go."

For once no argument was forthcoming as the group set off at a hurried pace, they fortunately met no-one and met an impatient and worried Shadi and Isis at the end of the hallway, "Are you all alright? What happened."

Shadi frowned as two green, white and red faces stammered and avoided his question but brushed it off as Isis placed them in position. Ancient words engulfed the golden walls and before a bright flash of light smothered her vision Isis tapped her Millennium necklace.

~*~*~

"You should not interfere Isis." Shadi muttered as the walked back to the festivities a few moments later. She smiled slightly, "neither should you, but I know you looked into their minds to see what happened. Why should I not see what the future holds for them?"

Shadi blushed uncharacteristically as he remembered what he saw, the two rounded the corner and the first thing he noticed was that the two were not back from their own private festivities. He scowled and looked towards the Pharaoh who thankfully didn't seem to notice. He turned to the seer, "what did you see?" Isis smiled.

"Nothing that you wont soon see yourself. History is being made tonight and one would not wish to mess with it."

End.

This has taken me forever to finish and obviously somewhere along the way this is going to need proper closure. I think the next in this 'history universe' will also perhaps be a one-shot, maybe a two-shot. However it will focus on Kaiba and Téa with (perhaps) some flashbacks to Seto and Téana. I haven't really thought of it yet. Teana is a name I found on Wikipedia, it is a name used for Tea's incarantion on a playstation game methinks.

I hope you enjoyed this and some feedback would be most appreciative, especially since this is my first Yu Gi Oh! Fanfic.