Hey guys, it's been a while, I know but I've been super busy with school and stuff but I haven't forgotten my stories, not to worry. This story was a request from . . . NOT TELLING! The person has asked me to remain unknown but I refuse to take full credit because my morals won't allow me to do so. :) So, you know who you are, and you get some credit as well.

Also, just to let you know, the rating could change but for right now I'll keep it rated T.

Anzu Mazaki lost her ability to dance in front of the crowd, her courage seemingly taken to the Afterlife by a certain individual. So with the rest of her time, she studied up to be a history nerd, one that centered on Egypt.

But in her junior year of high school she goes on a school funded trip to Egypt to see a forgotten temple that's only rich in its wall art of a mysterious dancer. Anzu, always the curious one, goes into the temple and finds a necklace that does something it really shouldn't have done.

It sent her back in time. Atem's time, to be exact.

Oh dear.

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Caught in Time

Chapter 1

Anzu Mazaki was sitting in Algebra two listening and writing as her teacher, Mr. Carter was speaking. Her classroom was normal, almost. "Joey Wheeler, I'll have to go to extra lengths to make you stay awake if you don't wake up!" the dirty blond teenager yelped and fell out of his seat, looking up with a guilty expression.

Some things never changed.

"Now, before I lose my mind, would anyone be so kind as to solve this problem?" the teacher asked. Mr. Carter was an amazing algebra teacher, her absolute favorite. He was average height, five nine maybe, with brown eyes and brown hair peppered with gray. He was a little chubby and every year since she had been at Domino High he always managed to break his left or right leg. If you had any problems with math then he was the man to go to.

Anzu raised her hand gladly. "Anzu!"

"One hundred point seventy six."

"Thank the Lord." He said, throwing his hands up in the air. Everyone laughed, including a young man with spiky tri-colored hair. Yugi. Since Atem had left things had changed big time. Little Yugi was no longer little and was just an inch shorter than Tristan and looked much more serious like Atem.

Joey gained more confidence in dueling and managed to become the third best duelist in the world next to Seto Kaiba and Yugi. He also managed to find the courage to ask Mai out on a date.

They still call him tomato face when Mai is around.

Tristan straightened up and got himself a job so he could start saving up for retirement and other things. He was a great mechanic for his young age of seventeen. But what he was really going for was to be a teacher. Shocking, yes, but that's what he wanted to do and he was studying his butt off. The young man also managed to convince Joey to let up on Serenity. Though they fought at first, Tristan pounded Joey with the facts.

Serenity may have been his younger sister but eventually she was going to be on her own in the future and she couldn't always depend on him for support. Tristan also put out that it was either him or Duke. Anzu could still remember the colors that appeared on his face in the span of sixty seconds.

T'was still very, very funny.

Anzu had changed too, but on a much different scale then her friends. Somehow, the Pharaoh had taken her courage to dance. Confused?

She couldn't dance in front of big crowds anymore. Sure, her family and close friends, but that was it. If one was a stranger to Anzu Mazaki you would never see her dance. She tried, oh how she tried to get her courage back, really, she did. But every time she danced she went to the 'date' that Yugi had set up. She could still imagine, still could see, the small glitter of awe in his eyes as he watched her dance.

That didn't mean she stopped dancing totally. Nope, she worked too hard to get at this level just to give it up, but now it was more like a hobby of sorts. Still enjoyed it but couldn't stand in front of a stage. So the question was where to put that love? Well, if your friend was a Pharaoh that lived five thousand years ago wouldn't you be drawn to it? Yes, as if you couldn't guess, Anzu put all that love into history.

She didn't know everything, of course, but any place that had a connection to Egypt, allies, trading, you name it, anything in connection and she learned all there was. Right now she was reading up on how Alexander the Great had taken over Egypt and became a Great Pharaoh. She had met him once and he was a really nice guy, but to see anyone go in and take over Egypt, Atem's homeland, was like an instant ticket into her black book.

It wasn't right to do that, but she couldn't really help it. One day she had laughed to herself while she was studying. She was like a stalker, except she was 'stalking' a guy who'd lived five thousand years ago and not her next door neighbor.

Learning different languages that she wanted to know was still hard but Anzu was determined to know everything. Yugi was actually the same way. They both went to Grandpa Mutou to learn and to read the language.

The bell rang then, bringing Anzu out of her thoughts on the past and looked up to see one of her friends, not one of the boys, but a girl by the name of Terra Nightingale. She was a sophomore wearing the usual uniform of the school. Terra had dark black eyes and bleach blond hair with pale skin, making her eyes stand out even more.

She was a small thing full of endless energy. She and Joey got together to do, from what they called it, joke-offs, to see who was better.

"Anzu, are you day dreaming again?" she asked. "Maybe a cat, or . . . oh! A boy, no?"

Anzu sighed and put her books away. "Not really, Terra. Now, what are you really doing here? Your class is on the second floor." Her friend smiled.

"You got me there, so anyway," she said, sitting on the desk. "Did you hear?"

"Hear what?"

Terra blinked and her jaw dropped in shock. "You mean you haven't heard?"

"I will not be a parrot, Terra." Anzu said. The girl glared.

"There's a trip the school is funding for anyone who pays. A trip to Egypt for three weeks, and if you want to stay longer, you have to pay your way."

This time Anzu blinked. "Really?" Why didn't she hear of this? Terra smiled, as if she could read her friend's mind.

"You know Mr. Johns doesn't like you. Especially after you spotted out all the minor mistakes on that test of his." She laughed. "The old man doesn't like to be shown down like that."

Anzu glared at no one in particular at the teacher's name. The test in question was about Egypt when they had done the section, and the few mistakes he had made were small, to the point where there was no need to get mad. Obviously Mr. Johns saw it very differently. "Can you get me the information?" she asked.

Terra winked and gave her friend a thumbs up as she pulled a paper out of nowhere. "What are friends for?"

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