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'Come on Mana, try again. You've done it before, all it takes is concentration.'

Seto smirked a little as he watched Isis try to teach Mana to do and undo a freezing charm. She could freeze people, that was not the problem; it was the unfreezing she struggled with and Isis had conned poor Karim into being the one for Mana to practise on. Seto shook his head and turned back inside, seeing the wisdom in Shada's decision to do a scout of the city. The repairs for the city were well under way and it was a good moon since Seto's cousin and the former pharaoh, Atem, had left.

After a hastily prepared coronation, he had set to work rebuilding the capital city and its surrounding villages with the country's finances-a move that would mean a tighter hand on his behalf for a few years, but never-the-less, it was necessary. However, the strain of keeping the country together and fending off opportunist neighbours was beginning to wear him down, and the guardians of the remaining millennium items were beginning to notice it. Seto wondered if he'd had a good night's sleep since Atem left. He doubted it.

As his thoughts did so often now, he turned to contemplating the remaining millennium items and their guardians. He of course, had Atem's puzzle; the Pharaoh's item. It felt odd around his neck-like it didn't belong there. He was much more used to the millennium rod. He wondered if he always would be. But that was Mana's item now. No person should hold the power of two millennium items and since as Pharaoh he had to bear the millennium puzzle, he had to find another bearer for his rod. He didn't have to bother about finding a bearer for the millennium ring or eye; both had been lost after Zorc was banished back to the shadows. The millennium Key was still with Shada and the scales were again with Karim. The millennium necklace was, as always, with Isis; who now also had the duty, and Seto privately thought- trial, of fully training Mana. He still couldn't decide if he felt sorry for the woman who once was the only female in the Pharaoh's private court, or glad for her, because she was clearly enjoying the company of another female-most of the time.

Seto strode into the throne room, cutting off his train of thought; he had business to attend to. Shimon was waiting for him by the throne. Seto held back a sigh as he stepped up to the chair. He may not have felt much like he was stepping up to fill shoes far too big for him, but he didn't feel entirely comfortable with his new position yet either.

It took until late at night before he could conclude his day and retire for some peace. He frowned when he saw the door to his chambers was already open. Stepping inside, he relaxed when he saw the figure of a woman out on the balcony. She heard his footsteps and turned with a small smile playing over her lips.

'Isis.' Seto greeted as she came inside.

'Good evening. You were finally able to get away?'

Seto refrained from pulling a face, 'I don't see why they have to come to me first, there are plenty more men trained for the job. They just...'

'Waste your time?'

Seto sighed and shook his head, passing a hand over his face.

'You should be flattered they trust you enough to come to you and not someone else. It is a powerful advantage to have as a new Pharaoh.'

'You're right, it is. But it takes up a good portion of my day, it just means I have to try and squeeze more into one day.'

Ishizu frowned, worried. She took a couple of steps towards him. 'Seto...it is good that the people come to you and you see them, but you can lean on others a little more. Your workload is starting to strain you, we can all see it.'

'I'm perfectly fine.' He snapped, a little too harshly.

Isis took another step towards him and laid her hand on his cheek. 'No you're not...'

The very realistic touch of Isis' hand against his-or Seto's-skin, was enough to throw Kaiba out of his dream and back into reality. He opened his eyes to the dark Egyptian night, and a crescent moon that had finally decided to rise.

With a groan, Kaiba sat up in bed. It had been futile to think that now he was here in Egypt, the dreams might stop, or that they might reveal what they had been hiding from him. Though that wasn't strictly true, he'd only ever got up to the part where Isis had come inside. Yet he had a nagging feeling Egypt itself had nothing to do with the dream progressing any further, but rather; Ishizu did-or what had happened between them did-and that unsettled him more than he cared to admit.

Deciding sleep wouldn't be much of an option for some time to come, Kaiba switched on the light and pulled on some clothes and shoes to take a walk in.

The house was eerily silent even for night time. Kaiba was crossing the entrance hall to the doors when he heard footsteps. He almost jumped out of his skin.

'Kaiba!'

Whirling around, he saw Ishizu standing in the doorway that lead along to the pool. Her hair was wet and plastered to her body, and she was clutching a towel around her.

Kaiba's mouth went dry, and he thought of the vision he'd conjured up of her earlier in the day. Shaking himself mentally, he regained his posture. 'Ishizu. I didn't think you'd still be up.'

Ishizu looked down and smoothed out the towel she had wrapped around herself. 'I couldn't sleep. 'She said quietly. 'You?'

'I managed to get some sleep.' Kaiba almost winced as his voice came out almost indignant.

'Then why are you down here? Unless...' Her gaze sharpened. 'Did you dream again?'

Kaiba swallowed a curse. She always was quick, he thought grudgingly. 'Yes.' He said tersely.

Ishizu raised her eyebrows, looking even more interested now. 'And? Anything new?'

Kaiba resisted the urge to walk straight outside without saying anything; he really didn't want to tell her what had happened. Finally he said; 'actually; yes. They started talking. I've never passed the point where she came inside until now.'

Ishizu didn't have to ask who he was referring to. 'About anything in particular?'

'Not really, just that she and others had noticed keeping the country together was taking its toll on him.'

Ishizu pursed her lips. 'It makes sense, after all, all the repairs and fending off neighbouring counties preying on Egypt while it was weak would have taken a lot out of him.'

'Weren't their neighbours damaged too?'

'Not badly.' Ishizu said absently. She came towards him. 'Something must have triggered the continuation of the dream. Any idea what it might be? Perhaps Egypt?... Is something wrong?' She asked when Kaiba looked at her strangely.

'Nothing much.' He denied. 'But I don't think it was coming here.'

Ishizu frowned and chewed her bottom lip as Kaiba found himself wondering what it would be like if he bit it instead. He put a hand to his head, trying to rid himself of the sudden need to have her against him with his mouth on hers.

'Kaiba? Is everything alright?'

He ignored her question. 'Yeah, I've got some idea what might have triggered it.'

'Oh?'

Kaiba gritted his teeth, telling himself this was strictly so she could find out how to stop the dreams, or unlock the rest of them, so he dreamed them once and never again. 'You.'

It was certainly not the answer Ishizu had expected. Her lips parted in a small gasp before she smothered it with her hand. 'Kaiba...'

'Don't.' He snapped. 'Just ...don't.'

She took a step towards him and laid a hand on his shoulder. Kaiba jerked around to face her and grabbed her hand.

'Kaiba...' Ishizu was sure the sudden shakiness in her voice had nothing to do with his abrupt action. She could see the intensity in his eyes as he looked at her. 'Don't...' her lips parted only slightly as she said it, she wasn't even entirely sure what she was asking him not to do. He shifted a little, so they could face each other better, and she ended up pressed against one half of his chest. She realised with a start, that if he were to put his lips on hers, this time, she wouldn't run away.

'Why not?' Kaiba wasn't sure why he asked it. She didn't reply.' He could feel emotions he never knew he had coursing through him and knew his control over them wasn't far from breaking. Ishizu's lips parted in a silent invitation. 'Damn it!' He cursed, but still brought his mouth roughly down on hers.

Her breath escaped her in a rush and her hands came up to grip his shoulders. When he moved to pull back, she dragged his lips back to hers. A car pulled up outside and they both froze. Ishizu backed away first, blushing deeply, though it was only partly visible in the moon's soft light. 'Marik wasn't supposed to be back 'till at least tomorrow.' She snatched up the towel both of them were only now aware had fallen down. Hastily wrapping it around her, she made for the door, trying to gather her wits about her and leaving Kaiba to gather his.