Disclaimer: No..I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, so I don't want to be sued under false pretences.
Author's Note: This story might be difficult to understand if you didn't read the prior fanfiction to it, which is titled 'More Than Life Itself.'
Warning: In this fanfiction, as in the previous one, Karim isn't portrayed as he was in the anime. In other words, he's a bit…er…how can I put this…he's sort of a letch…well…no….but he has a 'thing' for Isis. Ehh…you'll get it if you read the previous fanfiction to this one. Don't flame me just because I have Karim acting differently. These are called fanFICTIONS, after all….
Chapter One---
Five Thousand Years Later----
After unrelentless tries to focus on his work, Seto Kaiba gave up, and threw down his pen in frustration.
He didn't get it. He just couldn't understand.
It all started with that ludicrous dream he had the previous night of 'himself in the past,' supposedly. Even if it was true, why were these memories bothering him now? It's not like his so-called 'past' really mattered to him so many years into the future, right?
But aside from that all, there was something else nagging at him in the back of his mind. Not only did he see himself in the past, but he also saw someone else..a woman to be exact.. And, from as far as he understood, it seemed as if the two loved each other. Although this bothered him immensely, what was most bothersome was her facial features... She looked just like... --
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, followed by the voice of a young child.
"Seto!" the boy outside the door exclaimed, "Can I come in?"
Just as Kaiba was about to answer, the door shot open, and a young boy with bushy black hair entered the office.
"How many times have I told you not to bother me while I'm working, Mokuba?" the elder brother questioned, giving the boy a stern look.
"I'm sorry..." the younger sibling replied aplogetically, "..but you've been cooped up in this office for hours! You need a break!"
"What I need.." Kaiba began, harshly, "Is some peace and quiet so I can get this work done!"
As the black-haired head looked down with a hurt expression, the elder sibling's eyes softened a bit.
"Listen.." started Kaiba, in a more sincere tone, "Let me get this done, and then I'll take a break."
"Promise?" Mokuba asked.
"Hai." the older brother began, "I promise."
Mokuba grinned from ear to ear as he got up and threw his arms around his brother's neck. Kaiba smiled at him, abit, and ruffled his hair in a fond manner before watching him run out the door.
Once again, he was left with his thoughts...
After moments of being completely motionless, Kaiba reached for his phone...
"Roland." he spoke into it, "Get in here. There's a message you need to deliver for me……"
About A Half Hour Later----
Roland checked the address he had just printed out once, and then twice as Kaiba's words flashed into his memory.
"Go across town, and get Ishizu Ishtar..tell her it's urgent."
Walking up the steps, Roland streched out his hand to knock when suddenly, the door flung open, revealing the figure of a beautiful young woman with tanned skin, dark obsidian hair, and two, sapphire like eyes.
"..Yes, what is it that you want?" she questioned.
Roland blinked twice before speaking.
"…Er…How did you know I was about to knock?" he questioned, dumbstruck.
"..Let's just say I have a sixth sense about things." she answered, as a small smile crept onto her face,"..Now is there a particular reason you're at my doorstep?"
"..Oh --..yes," Roland began, remembering why he had stopped by in the first place," ..are you Miss Ishizu Ishtar?
"Yes, I am." she answered.
"…Well then…Mr. Seto Kaiba requests your presence immediately, "Roland replied, "..It's urgent."
"Very well." the Egyptian answered, slightly perplexed, but nevertheless putting on a content facade.
"Yes, so go ahead, and step into the limousine, the drive is only minutes away..." he replied. Ishizu gave a slight nod in agreement, and walked towards the large car, after grabbing her keys, and locking the door to her home.
After seated, they were off towards their destined location.
As Ishizugazed out the window, she thought about all she had gone through the previous night. The memories of her ancestor in the Pharaoh's Royal Court were returning to her, and they weren't exactly what she had expected.…
The abrupt death of her predecessor was quite shocking, but moreover, the fact that she had once been in love with the High Priest Seth was overly stupefying.
Suddenly, it struck her.
If her memories were returning to her, were Kaiba's as well? Was this the urgent request the driver had spoken about?
"..We're here." Roland said, thus shattering through her deep thoughts, "Please go through the front door, and into the main entrance room…"
"Yes, I will..thank you for driving me here..." she replied, as she exited the car, and approached the main door into the large room.
After spotting a woman which, Ishizu guessed, was probably Kaiba's secretary, she spoke.
"..I was told Seto Kaiba would like a word with me?" the Egyptian questioned
"Your name?" the secretary asked.
"Ishizu Ishtar." she answered.
"Mr. Kaiba, a Miss Ishizu Ishtar has arrived, would you like me to send her in?" the woman asked, after picking up the phone.
Faintly, Ishizu heard a hoarse, bitter voice say:
"Let her in.."
The secretary then put down the phone, and pointed towards one of the many doors in the room.
"Go on right through there.." replied the secretary. Ishizu gave the secretary a slight nod, showing her gratitude, and proceeded towards the fifth door from the left. She slowly extended her hand, and turned the cold, icy knob. As the Egyptian walked in, her eyes fell upon the infamous Seto Kaiba, who was facing the opposite direction.
"What is it that you wanted to discuss with me, Kaiba?" she asked, calmly. These few words that she uttered caused Kaiba to turn around, and face her from his desk.
"..Why are you tormenting me with your hocus-pocus magic tricks?" he questioned, in a tone of accusation.
"I am not doing anything of the sort…" Ishizu replied in the same tone as before.
"Oh really? Then explain these dreams I've been having…" Kaiba demanded.
"….I would if I could…" she said, "..but sadly, I cannot because I, too, have been dealing with memories of the past."
"So that's what you call them? 'Memories of the past,' do you take me for a fool?" he asked, as if he was daring her to agree.
"Yes, you are a fool if you don't start believing in your past! You cannot escape your destiny, Kaiba." Ishizu answered, in a slightly higher tone of voice.
"Spare me your bull about destiny, Ishizu." replied Kaiba, " I thought you learned that I make my own destiny, in our previous encounter. And even if I did believe in this absurd past you're going on about, it doesn't concern me now."
"..Think as you may, Kaiba, but you cannot escape your fate." she replied.
"You know, Ishizu, if I had a dime for every time you used the word 'fate' I'd be even richer." he said, smirking.
Silently,the Egyptianwalked over towards the door and turned the knob.
"Indeed, you'd be wealthier.." Ishizu began, as she exited his office,"...but no money in the world would ever be able to repair your indignity. Good evening."