Author's note: This is my 1st yu-gi-oh fanfic. Tamara, Jake, Drake, and the plot, are all I own. The rest belongs to the original creators. I might mix some aspects of Yu-Gi-Oh GX in this fic as well, pleasereview and let me hear what you think.

It was that dream again.

The nightmare from his past.

One thing that he couldn't forget or escape.

"Greetings Drake. I haven't seen you in a while. It's not often that you come to these gatherings. Is everything all right with Fear corporation?" Gozaburo Kaibia greeted the tall severe looking man he was shaking hands with.

"Yes, yes, everything is going well. Actually, I was hoping to run into you. Have you met my son Jake?" Drake asked, causing a boy to come forward.

Eight year old Seto Kaibia looked at Jake with detached interest, beside him, a five year old Mokuba grinned a silent hello.

Jake's emerald eyes were dark with a kind of muted solemn respect as he greeted them. "It is an honor to meet you all. Father, I need to find Tamara. May I please be excused?"

"Jake, I told you before that if you insisted on dragging that girl along tonight that you would have to keep an eye on her." Drake reprimanded his son firmly.

"I know father, I'm sorry, I thought she was right behind me."

"All right go ahead, but stay out of the way once you find her." Drake agreed.

"Seto, take your brother and go with Jake while his father and I discuss some business."

"Yes sir." Seto replied "Come on Mokuba." Knowing that Mokuba would follow behind him, Seto fell in step slightly behind Jake, waiting until they were out of earshot before speaking. "Who's Tamara?"

Jake gave him a long look before answering. "My twin sister."

Seto looked surprised but Mokuba beat him to it.

"Really, you have a twin? That's cool. Do we get to met her?"

"You will if I can find her… where in the world did she go?" Muttering to himself, Jake's eyes scanned the crowd before whistling a tune.

After a few minutes, another whistle sounded in answer. Smiling, Jake turned in the direction of the signal's return and walked quickly towards it.

All Seto could see as he walked was a little girl in a red and black power wheelchair. Their eyes met and--

Seto Kaibia sat bolt upright amid the sweat soaked sheets, breathing hard. Why in the hell did he keep having that dream? Getting up, he strode to the shower and hit the cold water full blast, not caring his clothes were getting soaked.

What was he thinking? He knew exactly why he kept repeating that dream. Growling, he cursed Gozaburo Kaibia in every possible way he could think of as he stripped and bathed himself in the near frigid water before getting dressed for the day. Seto was brewing himself into a truly dark humor and he knew it

Gozaburo Kaibia had been an ambitious man, he had taught his stepson all he knew by whatever ways he had deemed necessary. Under his command, Kaibia Corporation had slowly grown into the foundation of the empire that Seto had rebuilt in his own image. Yet he wanted more. Drake Fear had been the closest thing to a friend that his stepfather Gozaburo would ever allow himself to have, yet they were still rivals when it came to the business world.

The one thing that his stepfather had wanted the most in his lifetime was the company that Drake had owned added to his own.

He had even been willing to treat his oldest stepson as chattel if it would bring that goal within his iron grasp. Seto swallowed the bitter taste that had found it's way into his mouth.

Arranged marriage… this was the only polite thing that could be said regarding the price that had been agreed upon. The Kaibia brothers weren't the only ones who hadn't been happy with this. Even if he hadn't really liked the girl, he had still been hurt by the stark fear that the girl had shown when they had been told what had been decided. No, it wasn't just the fear that had hurt the young Seto Kaibia, it had been the look of absolute horror and pain that had briefly touched her face when they had been told about the decision that had been made by their elders about the future of the children.

Not long after this, Drake Fear had moved his family to the USA out of business reasons. Seto had been pretty indifferent, but Mokuba had been devastated by this. The reason for this being that he was lonely since Seto was always so busy and that there were some interests that the brothers did not share. Tamara swore that they would always be able to keep in touch.

Hearing Mokuba's excited footsteps in the hallway, Seto couldn't help but smile. Whatever Tamara's feelings had been about the elder brother, Seto wouldn't (and, if he was honest with himself, simply couldn't) deny that the girl adored his little brother. Even after the bomb had been dropped, she had kept her word, as both of the younger siblings kept in close contact with each other though letters and computer access. Sometimes Mokuba would share these with his brother, but more often he would keep them to himself as a kind of private treasure. Seto didn't mind this, since it gave his brother a kind of companionship while he was busy with work and trying to beat Yugi in duel monsters.

A knock on the door jerked his mind back to the present. "Come in!" he called.

Mokuba burst into the room like a miniature tornado, still dressed in the rumpled pajamas he had worn to bed the night before and his wild raven black hair more crazy than normal. Violet eyes blazing with a seemingly unholy joy, he shoved a thick envelope into his brother's hands while grinning like a maniac.

"They're coming back! Unicorn and Jake are coming back home!" Mokuba laughed as he spun around in joy.

"Unicorn?" Seto questioned his brother with a raised eyebrow.

"Our pet name for her, Yugi and his gang thought of it." Mokuba answered with a laugh. "It makes her blush, we keep using it." Then Mokuba looked at the alarm clock. "Yikes, I gotta go! Yugi and the others are going to want to know that they're coming, and I'm going to be late for school to boot! See ya bro!"

A half hour later, Seto discovered that he had somehow stuck the letter that Mokuba had shoved at him in his pocket. He bit his lip, wondering if he wanted to open it or not…

A/N: The evil Cliffhanger! hahaha! Will he open the envelope? Review please and you might see!