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A/N: Enjoy!

Warnings: Slight OOCness and shonen-ai(boyboy love)

Chapter II: Lost in another World

Summarized Recap:

Their servant had finally reported the obvious. They are short of a priest and they need to find one immediately before the royal army gets restless. Pondering over this, on the night of the same day, the pharaoh finds himself in the eastern part of the desert…when something caught his attention. Something blue… shiny and…weird… A bathtub? Well, the ruler simply and surely does not know that!

Begin the Fic!

Atemu made his way to the peculiar item that he had found in the eastern part o the desert, taking his careful measures in case of any harm that it might contain. Slowly, he arrived, his footsteps' mark and sounds subtly being hidden by the soft sand under them.

He stopped and his eyes searched the ivory of some kind in its beauty as the moon paid glory and reflected itself upon it. He peered. Atemu saw that it was some kind of a container as it had a hollow big enough for him to fit comfortably and that it was not only made of midnight blue material but also metals designed in queer patterns that he did not understand. It simply wasn't one of the emblems of the gods. He bent over further, attracted at the glint that he saw below. What was it? He didn't know but it was a round object filled with holes and…it was so small.(1)

Wanting to see it more, he finally decided on leaning against one of its long sides and he pushed himself a little closer since he surely lacked the height. Oh? It glinted again and…was that sand getting sucked just now? Where did it go? He put more effort and leaned further.

The pharaoh gasped! His hand had slipped and…and he was falling now inside! He only had time to maneuver himself to a vertical position and somehow save himself from falling in an embarrassing heap with his legs up high but not from the hit that he was sure to receive. He waited for the inevitable thud...

…when instead, he felt his body submerged in a warm substance and found his breath stolen. He was drowning and he can't even open his eyes! Was this the power that was bestowed upon this object? He should have known better than feeding his curiosity without taking as much caution as had been asked from a pharaoh! He started flailing his arms wildly, knowing not what to do being born in the desert and not actually swimming in the Nile when he had the chance. Now he was drowning and, Ra! He was clueless!

'Ra! What am I going to do?! Am I dying? What about Egypt?! Save me! Hel---'Water was only gurgled in his effort to shout for help. He tried to still do so for a while but with it being done in vain, he was about to give up. That was when he felt arms encircle his waist and pull him roughly upwards into the surface and into the beloved air that he missed. In instinct, his arms searched for anything to cling unto at the moment which so happened to be his savior's neck. "GAH!" He gasped for air. He felt relief wash through him. Somehow he had been saved and he was to live. Atemu placed his head on the crook of the neck of the commoner, or if he would be lucky, his servant that lifted him up from death and tried to relax some more.

He was yet to open his eyes.

Breathing deeply and almost hungrily, he was pleased at the smell that flowed through his nose. He almost purred from the heavenly assault when a deep, silky male voice made a startled and probably shocked gasp.

Atemu mentally shook his head. 'He might've already discovered that I am the pharaoh. I might as well free this man of me and give my thanks.' And so he raised his head and eventually opened his eyes to reveal his deep crimson orbs…And met pools of beautiful azures. He was stock still for a moment, wondering why he hadn't seen such a wonderful hue before but he gently shook his head and proceeded to examine the man. He was his savior so he must know him after all/

He continued staring and noticed that the man was a brunette and was actually quite similar to the man they had seen in the future… or, HALT! This is that man! But it can't be possible! It just can't, because that would mean that he was in…in…the future! "Ra!"

The unknown man growled and snarled, obviously angry at the untimely surprise." What the hell! Who are you and what are you doing in my tub? Plus! Shouldn't I be the one surprised?!"

The Pharaoh almost felt like crying, feeling all lost and knowing nothing of what he was supposed to do. He bowed his head in despair, gritting his teeth and cutting the gaze both had forgotten they held and let his eyes' look fall down to wherever. He did not know.

But he was about to.

"GAH!" Atemu shouted in a burst of emotion, color quickly rising to his face and his head finding its way to the other's neck and pressing himself at it in an attempt to hide.

Yes, he was used to seeing bare chests and non too conservative clothing worn but seeing it plain that… It was different. It appears that the man was sitting upright, maybe just about to take a bath since he hadn't had anything on and bubbles were yet to show.

Seto got more startled and felt more harassed than he would like to feel at that time. "What are you doi-"he exclaimed but found his voice lost halfway. He had followed where the stranger's gaze had gone to before that have made him act…the way that he did, and after discovering…It would be easy to say that he was equally flushed.

'Oh God!' Seto thought before pushing Atemu off of him, shouting a clear: "GET OUT!"

Knowing it was better to obey the enraged though justified man, he stood up with the help of the other's shoulder and stepped out of the tub, heading towards the door. And as if all the information was instilled in his mind from since long ago, he turned the metal knob (2) and was led to a new room where he found something that looked almost like his bed. He went there to sit at the edge to try and breathe calm the frantic beating of his heart.

YUGI-OH

Seto, inside his tub, was more flustered than he ever remembered ever being in his life. He was red all over and he knew it- yet he made no move to hide it. No one was there to witness anything anyway. So he allowed himself to lose his cool and do what it wass that is necessary to get his emotions back in check "W-What was that?" He muttered shakily under his breath, raking a hand over his hair in discomfort. "Who—what…"

His chest froze. He let that man alone in his room! In an instant, he was up and grabbing his silken blue bathrobe from the racks beside the tub and slipping it on in such a speed he never tried before. He ended up dashing towards the bathroom door and opening it. Breathing loudly as he paused from the doorframe, he came with his first glances of his room.

And he searched. He searched frantically with his eyes until it finally landed on his bed. There, lay a familiar figure, sitting at its edge with his head upon his hands, covering his face. This time he approached slowly, making every step as inconspicuous as he could and controlling his breathing into an even rhythm. Seto reached him.

"Are you dressed now?" A soft shy vice spoke from the other and Seto was caught in surprised. He half expected the man to be laughing manically at him and declaring how much of a slip he was when shocked. Some of his suspiciousness flew away at that and he was able to answer a 'Yes' without shouting. He waited.

Atemu raised his head and looked up, meeting the robed figure of the CEO. He was still blushing and a bit confused but he still managed to speak, "I-I'm sorry." He said, disdain clear from his voice.

Seto's stomach clenched. He almost felt guilty by the way he had shouted earlier that this creature here now is shaking with fear of him. He sighed. He had been surprised so no one could blame him, right?

Anyway, this person may not look as threatening as earlier but being careful was his way. And he of course needed a good explanation that he isn't willing to miss.

No one just appears in a poof of air.

"Who are you?" he asked, his hands on his hips and staring down at the only other person in the room.

"Atemu." The said man's shoulders shook.

Seto sat beside him.

YUGI-OH

"Atemu." He replied and the said pharaoh felt the space beside him dip a little. He turned his face away from his hands and watched as the brunette sat down beside him.

"Atemu, huh." Seto let the name roll on his tongue a bit when he looked back at the gaze that was on him. His eyes were red after all, he realized. He thought it impossible at first when he had seen it previously, thinking that it was just his state that his mind saw the color of shocking red. Apparently he was wrong

"So, how do you come 'poofing' into other people's bathtubs from thin air?" He said it so casually that both almost flinched. Atemu answered. "I don't know." He bowed. "I don't know. But…"

"Hm?"Seto pushed." I'm listening. I need to hear this. If you must know, the only reason I'm not kicking you out yet is that I want to understand what just happened."

"Kick me out?" His eyes widened and his tanned face contorted in a very worried one. He faced Seto and, to Seto's shock that had been non-stop since the start of the last ten minutes, grabbed his hands and squeezed them tightly. 'I beg you to not make me go through that! I am…"

He looked troubled enough to look convincing.

"Fine. But only if you give me a reason not to."

Atemu nodded quickly.

"I am pharaoh and my name is Atemu."

"My hands?"

"Oh. I am sorry." He quickly let go and continued, "As I previously mentioned, I am a pharaoh and…I am sadly almost as clueless as you are. You see…"

YUGI-OH

"WHAT?! You've seen my bathtub in the middle of the desert?" Seto exclaimed, unbelief etched all over his handsome face. Was this man fooling him after all? "Why, if not for the fact that you appeared through means I do not understand, I would've concluded this as a complete nonsense!"

"I am aware of that but it is the truth. In fact, I have even seen you before." He explained.

"Oh? But I haven't you. And I surely would have noticed you with that hair."

Atemu threw him a glare.

The CEO folded his arms across his chest and simply smirked. "Fire away then."

In response, the tri-colored haired teen copied his gesture in a mix if irritation and a sense of self defense before continuing. "I have already seen you before and it was through my high priestess Ishizu's millennium item that I had been able to do so,"

"Millennium item?" Seto cocked an eyebrow,

"Later. I'd explain that later. But yes, it was the millennium item. And if you're wandering why we even bothered to see you, it is because we were looking for a wielder of the millennium rod through the millennium necklace and it showed you. It could only mean that you are the chosen one." Seto made a sound at this. "In actuality, we didn't know this … place."

"You mean the modern world?"

"Yes."

Seto waited but nothing followed the last statement. "Anything more?"

"Nothing that cannot be discussed at a later, more appropriate time."

"In summarizing everything, I could come to the conclusion that aside from the fact that you were brought from the past to here through my bathtub, and that I was the chosen wielder of this Sennen rod, you don't know anything more" he allowed himself to widen his smirk. "So much use this talk had been."

Atemu glared at him hard, all humility and shame from earlier forgotten. If this man didn't care anymore, then so could he! "Yes, thank you for pointing that out! And again yes, this talk has been of importance for you are now graced with the knowledge of my coming from!"

Silence.

The comfy atmosphere of the bedroom thrown out the window and the electricity between the two unleashed.

Some moment longer…

Some more...

Atemu bristled. "Who are you by the way?"

"Seto Kaiba." He nonchalantly replied.

TBC!!!

A/N;

How long did that take me? Oh, come on! I know you can wait!...uh…No. Sorry!!! I was so lazy and is lacking inspiration and was disappointed at the way this chapter turned out the first time so I needed to re-type this. Oh, and I realized. It seems that writing long chapters would only be a dream for me until…well, I don't know. Well, I wished you enjoy reading this!

If you still haven't figured it out, it's a drain.

Obviously, there's no metal knobs yet back then. At least not one of those we have now. And, yes, Atemu would be knowing how to manipulate things here. Honestly, it's just too troublesome to let him learn everything. …Did I just sound like Shikamaru?

Sigh Writing 'tri-colored haired teen' is just too long.

…AND reviews can save the world! So Pls. send me some! It will be very much appreciated!