A.N.

Sorry! I said I'd be able to update fast, but have been unable to. Nanowrimo went into a different direction and then college stuff... and then midterms... and now more college stuff... So, please, bare with me! I have a lot of great ideas and, somehow, I'm planning on struggling through them to the end if it is the last thing I do!

Joachim Armster : i have to say that i enjoy the reasoning that you came up with for why kaiba would enjoy the idea of the world Tet created, however i do believe that he wouldn't leave without mokuba(at least the anime version of him) to such a new world not that such a decision is official. as for Atem while i feel his reason is sufficient and even correct i feel it could have been worded in a way closer to his core personality (less like a weight or burden and more like a chance to do something new as he no longer has the responsibilities he used to).

Me: I feel you are correct in your points and I hope that in this chapter I have correctly addressed them. Tell me how I did as I'm sure you will. ;)

Previously on Yu-Gi-Oh!:

'If there is a world where simple games decide everything...'

'a world on a board, where the rules and goals were clear, what would you think about that?'

'Perfect,' came to both of their minds.

"Do we... respond?" Kaiba asked. They had the sense to be cautious. Everything always had a catch and this one could easily be a trap.

"Hm... I think... we do...," came the King of Games hesitant response. If they didn't respond, they might not have a choice in what the 'Unknown' player would do, considering how they were forced into playing poker. Whoever this person was, they had power, but to what extent was still unknown.

The brunet nodded, putting his hands to the keyboard. 'We'd say such a world would be more fair, but unrealistic.-'

The shorter teen pushed the CEO's hands away, continuing, '-Ultimately, though, it'd be perfect for us. We were born to be game masters, but we no longer have a true place in this world.'

'Especially me,' the ex-pharaoh thought, clicking send.

Chapter 3: Enter the Disboard

The computer went from black to a white static fuzz as Seto Kaiba starred in horror at his beloved technology. It was connected to his work computers. Were they affected as well? Was this a devastating virus he allowed to infect his tech? His brain child? His company? All for a game?

'How could this be happening?' his mind stuttered and froze while his outward mantra continued as his mind left him fried, "Fuck, fuck, fuck-"

Yami, however, was more concerned about how the room around him and his rival was fading away and turning to startling blackness that was far different from his beloved shadow realm that he could control. Perhaps they underestimated how much of a threat this thing really was... now they were left with an even bigger fear of the unknown which had never turned out well for them.

As if to prove the former Pharaoh right...

"I think so too!" Arms began to emerge from the screen in front of them, their owner cheerily exclaiming like they'd just found some new toys. "You were definitely born in the wrong world!"

"Shit!" Kaiba gasped, recoiling from the strange arms appearance, unconsciously pulling a wide-eyed Yami with him. The chair they'd been sitting on seemingly disappeared into the floor for there was nothing hindering their staggered steps backwards.

The speaker continued right along, as if they hadn't noticed the two duelists' obvious distress at the situation. "So I'll let you be reborn!" A gem, possibly a vial of something, floated above the arms' open palms. "In the world you should have been born in!"

The two teens had just enough time to register this before the room they'd been in started to turn blinding white, covering the black box they'd been surrounded in while staring at the computer screen.

They were trapped from the moment they answered the last question, they realized, belatedly, just before dropping into their descent. Also, they wondered as an after thought, 'if they'd already been reborn again, how was this going to turn out?'

"Welcome to my world!"

"Fuck!" the eldest Kaiba shouted in dismayed surprise. "Mokuba!" He was leaving Mokuba again. He was being taken again. Mokuba was alone again. But Mokuba had Isono and Roland... and his company, along with all that entails. Luckily (or is it just sad), he has his will in order for events such as these were he might die. He prayed to whatever God, or gods, there might be, not that he truly believed in any (So maybe he just prayed to the universe...?), that his brother would make it through whatever was about to happen. 'He has to.'

On his left, the former spirit was having similar thoughts and worries. "Ahhh! Yugi, forgive me!" He hoped his aibou would be okay without him. He had loving friends like Jounouchi, Honda, and Anzu to take care of him and an actual family to come home to. He would be find. The tri-colored haired teen hoped he'd gotten his friend through the roughest parts of his life. He hoped there was nothing more for him to protect his aibou from because it didn't seem he'd be around to help. They could both start a life anew, independent from one another like how it was always supposed to be. 'We have to.' Assuming they, him and his rival, didn't die first.

Unfortunately for them, they were dropping rapidly towards a strangely colored planet, more vibrant than their own.

"This is the ideal world you've always dreamed of." A child, which they assumed to be a boy, with pink hair with a matching hoodie and hat of the same color was free falling next to them without a care in the world. They couldn't help but stare at his unusual appearance, and Kaiba had half a mind to tell him what he thought of it, the part of his mind that wasn't freaking out and worrying about Mokuba, but he wisely held his tongue. "The world on a game board: Disboard!"

The CEO seemed to recover enough of his former snarky self to snort in disdain. "What a stupid name!"

The older teen sent him a glare, clearly communicating that his attitude toward the child was not appreciated. They still didn't know what they were up against or how the boy would react. However, it seemed his worries were unfounded, since all the boy did was smile mischievously at them, flying closer to them.

"Everything in this world is decided by simple games," he began to explain. "People's lives... even national borders!" His eyes, they noticed, had a diamond in one and a spade in the other, both of which they associated with playing cards like in the game of poker they just played.

"Who are you?" Yami finally asked.

"Me?"

"No! The person behind you! Yes, you!" the CEO barked at him.

The boy appeared not to be offended at all in the slightest by the brunet's responses. It was to the point where the former Pharaoh thought the boy either couldn't hear Kaiba, or was just damn good at ignoring him.

"I'm Tet."

The blue-eyed teen grew red in the face.

'Or perhaps Tet just likes messing with him.' The shorter teen couldn't help but chuckle, adopting the strange boy's nonchalance for their inevitable crash to earth, opting to try falling backwards.

"I live over there!" He pointed to a giant chess piece in the distance, and Kaiba couldn't help wishing they could see it better.

"A god?" Tet went on, pointing to himself.

"A God!?" Yami's eyes widened in amazement at the possibility. 'Like the gods he used to worship?'

Seto, on the other-hand, was less amazed.

"Oh fuck!" He covered his ears as if to help fortify his brain. "Stay outside of my head." At this point, the genius had given up on trying to be rightfully scared of inevitable death because he had other things to worry about, like another Anubis episode, and it wasn't like anyone else gave a shit about dying soon. So, why should he?

At this point, the strange being who called himself a god took it upon himself to fall right in front of their faces. "In this world, everything is decided by ten pledges.

"One: All murder, war, and robbery is forbidden in this world."

Yami snorted, arms behind his head as he fell backwards. "The Thief King would be disappointed." He could just imagine Bakura getting in a huff about it and stating how the world wouldn't be worth living in without those things. The white-haired man might even threaten to kill himself over it, so loathed he'd be to live here.

"Two: All conflicts in this world will be resolved through games."

Perhaps the tri-colored haired teen was wrong. Perhaps this boy just ignores people's responses in general.

"Three: In games, each player will bet something that they agree is of equal value."

"Like your soul," Kaiba stated, grimly. 'Just another shadow game... and here this guy made it sound like this would be some sort of gift to them... He's just another-'

"Four: As long as it doesn't go against number three, what they bet and the rules of the game will not be questioned."

"Sounds like a loophole." The business-man had also taken to falling on his back, arms crossed. The fall was getting tedious and this god certainly wasn't helping anything. It'd be better if the ground came sooner. All this waiting was doing nothing but bore him.

Again, Tet ignored him. "Five: The challenged party has the right to decide the rules of the game."

"Hn," the brunette smirked condescendingly, "at least that's something."

Yami gave his rival an amused look.

"Six: Any bets made in accordance with the pledges must be upheld."

The shorter teen nodded. "Sounds reasonable."

"Seven: Conflicts between groups must be conducted by designated representatives with absolute authority."

"So, no democracies then?" Kaiba coolly stated. 'Way to go back in time to the old ages. The god cemented his people into one form of government.'

The deity didn't deign to respond. "Eight: Being caught cheating during a game is grounds for an instant loss."

The two duelists looked at each other, coming to the same conclusion. "Agreed."

"Nine: In the name of God, the previous rules may never be changed."

That sounded odd to both of them, particularly Seto. "No amendments?" Without change, how was someone to go forward? For a scientific mind like his, that seemed especially daunting.

"Kaiba!" the Egyptian launched himself at the taller teen. "The ground!" They were rushing down through the clouds at an alarming rate.

The CEO could only find it in himself to stare wide-eyed into the clouds above before he was abruptly shifted from looking up at blue to looking down at the pink ground.

The world went dark for both of them... or..., at least, it was supposed to... Their decent was stopped by an invisible force an inch or two above the ground before they were unceremoniously dropped in a heap, along with some of their belongings that fell out of both their pockets plus Kaiba's steel brief case that he seemed to never go anywhere without.

The boy-god chose that moment to appear in Yami's line of sight, blocking out the sun. "And ten: Let's all have fun and play together!"

"Hey!" the ex-Pharoah bolted upright into a sitting position, bringing his rival with him, who he had unconsciously smothered into his chest for... you know... protection purposes...?

"I look forward to seeing you again. I don't think it will be long..." Tet ominously voiced, his body having disappeared.

"Tet!" Yami yelled, indignantly at the departed god.

The older teen then felt the pressure on his chest increase as his younger friend tried to push his way out of his embrace. "Dammit, Yami! Let go of me! I'm not some doll that needs protecting!" He shoved the former pharaoh onto his back, arms releasing him so he could grab his phone from on the ground and stand up. "...Fucking magic...," he muttered disdainfully.

This was the chance Yami hadn't known he'd been looking for; a new purpose for his life, he thought as he stared up at the great blue expanse above him again, almost meditatively, not even minding being pushed over like some unwanted child.

He couldn't help but smile while his sometimes-friend walked off out of the crater they'd created. He felt free. He hadn't realized how constricted he'd felt in that other world. Now he was here, in a world, he could assume, that was more like the one he left behind over a millenia ago. An era of kings and queens... of pharaohs like him-like how he used to be-with absolute power and probably magic, and look who he was here with: Seto Kaiba, his former high priest, Seth. They'd be sure to conquer and rule this world as they once did Egypt together.

Off in the background, unaware of the ex-pharaohs thoughts, the taller duelist was busy pacing and ranting to himself, having a general melt-down while his partner remained oblivious, for the most part. "Fuck, Mokuba's gonna kill me... This is Noa all over again..! Little midget with weird hair sucks us into a world of his own creation and messes with my tech! What's next?! Is Pegasus suddenly going to appear with his cartoon bunny?" A gust of powerful wind came buffeting him from behind, making the brunet turn on his heel to face a giant red dragon raising itself up from below. Once it was done raising, it turned its powerful body on the two teens only to let out a powerful bellow before going on its way.

"I'm guessing not..." Atem commented from where he sat in the crater, appearing just as dazed as Kaiba felt.

Shaking his head as if to clear it, the former CEO exclaimed, "Fucking hell!" He couldn't decide if he was in awe or just plain pissed.

A.N.

So, there you guys go. They have officially entered into Disboard.

Again, sorry for the wait. Please give me feedback, though, if you can on how I'm doing with the story, if the characters are as in character as I feel they are. Because, in my mind, Kaiba swears a shit load more than what he does in the anime and probably the manga, too (of which I have a fairly good knowledge of, even though I haven't read it all, because I've read so much fanfiction that explains half the things that have gone on in it and my friend has read it and told me even more things regarding it - so I think I'm educated enough...).

Anyways... Tell me what you guys want to see and I'll see if I can make it happen.

If that's more bickering and fun dialogue, of which I have plenty of, then you have no need to ask for it, because it's coming anyway. ;)