Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh! is not mine. It's Kazuki Takahashi's.
"Kisara," The Priest whispered as he crouched down next to where the pale Egyptian laid. "are you okay?" Kisara smiled weakly and nodded her head as she sat up. She took a small look at her surroundings and smiled on the inside. The ground had grass on it, luckily, and there were large stone walls surrounding everywhere. Small fixtures of gardens were everywhere, with more stone to outline them.
Simple paths lead from four doors and came together in a circle in the middle of the land. Where the sun or moon would shine down on a simple crystal whenever each was in the exact centre of the sky. Then the entire garden fixture would light up all together. And no one knew about it except for her, and the Priest.
"My head just hurts." Kisara said with a small chuckle.
"Well I don't blame you. That was quite a fall you took." He said with a smile as he stood and offered a hand to her. She took the hand and he pulled her back up to her feet.
"Just remind me not to try to balance on that thing again." Kisara said while rubbing the spot on her head that had hit onto the ground.
"Yes, milady." Priest Seto said and kissed the back of the hand that he still hadn't let go of. A small blush colored her cheeks the second his lips pressed to her hand. A small smile lined his face when he saw hers.
"D-don't tease me like that." She stammered shyly.
"And what is it you'd rather have me do?" The Priest asked raising an eyebrow. A deeper blush lined Kisara's cheeks as a smirk lined his face. He pulled her hand to behind him, leaving her with no choice but to move forwards towards him.
He dropped her hand and cupped her face with his hands then leaned down towards her…
'Love me or hate me it's still an obsession
Love me or hate me that is the question
If you love me then, thank you
If you hate me then, **** you
Love me or hate me it's still an obsession
Love me or hate me that is the question
If you love me then, thank you
If you hate me then **** you!'
The song by Lady Sovereign woke Kisara up from her sleep a bit confused until she realized that it was her phone. The ringtone repeated again until she actually realized that it was her phone.
"Crap..." She mumbled to herself as she leaped up from where she lay on the couch. The blanket silently fell to the floor as she quickly ran to the small kitchen in the apartment. The phone, surprisingly, was plugged into it's charger on the wall. She quickly checked the caller ID only to see an unrecognized number. She hurriedly pressed the answer button then held the phone up to her ear.
"Hello?" She asked, trying to sound as though she was already awake.
"Hello, is this Kisara?" A familiar voice spoke. Her eyes widened and she immediately ended the phone call.
'Who was that?'
"A person I'd prefer not to talk to right now." Kisara answered simply. She glanced down at the phone that still lay in her hand to see the time. It read, "10:30"
Then there was a knock on the door. Kisara put the phone back where it previously laid and walked back through the living room. Her feet accidentally kicked the soft blanket and she bent down to pick it up. Then remembered the door. She quickly wrapped herself in the blanket, not really knowing what else to do with it, and then ran to the door.
She opened it see Bakura standing on the other side of it. But his hair wasn't as messed up as last night. And his eyes held innocence.
'It's Ryou. The hikari.' The dragon pointed out.
'I can see that.'
"Uh, Ryou? What are you doing here?" Kisara asked as she hugged the blanket tighter around her form.
"I-I j-just wanted to a-apologize for whatever he d-did to you." Ryou stuttered, obviously nervous. Kisara took a quick look behind her at her apartment. CD's were scattered along the walls, and the books covered almost all the tables. Instruments covered along the walls where the CD's weren't and her laptop lay abandoned in the middle of the floor with a pillow by it.
She turned back to Ryou and then stepped to the side and gestured with her hand. "You can come in if you'd like." Ryou tentatively walked into the apartment, looking as though he may be ready to run at any given second. "I'm not going to bite you." Kisara said as she closed the door and turn to face the shy boy.
The boy just nodded his head. "Umm, you can go sit down. I'm going to real fast go get dressed." Kisara said as she began walking in the direction of the bedroom. Ryou simply nodded his head again and Kisara walked into the bedroom.
'Shy kid, isn't he?'
'Very.'
'He seems nice.'
'I bet he is.'
'I don't like him.'
'You can't judge him already.'
'I just did.'
Kisara just sighed and rolled her eyes and dropped the blanket wrapped around her on her bed. Then she went over to the closet and changed out of the pajama's and into a pair of light blue capri's that went up to just below her knees with a dark and light blue horizontally stripped shirt that went down to about the length short shorts would go to. (Not talking about the super short one's.)
She quickly pulled on a pair of socks, and then her white One Star converse's. Then she walked over to the mirror and quickly ran a brush through her long waist-length blue/white hair. With a quick look at what she was wearing in the small mirror, she walked out of the bedroom. Ryou was sitting on the couch with one of the many scattered books in his hands.
She smiled and walked to the kitchen, instantly spotting her phone in the same spot she left it on the counter. She quickly detoured and grabbed her wallet, and slid it into her back pocket. Then Kisara walked over to her phone and pulled the charger out of it. A message screen popped us, showing her that she had a text message. With a quick glance at Ryou, who was still reading the side panel of the hard-back book, she pressed the View Message button.
She read through it quickly and then let out a silent groan. She replied quickly, using only three words.
"DO NOT COME"
Then she pocketed her phone and walked into the living room.
"It's a good book. You can borrow it sometime if you want." Kisara said, acting as though she had just come from her bedroom. Ryou quickly looked up at Kisara, dropping the book in the process. He flashed an apologetic look at her and picked the book back up and placed it carefully where he had picked it up from.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to look through your things." Ryou apologized.
"Nah, it's fine." Kisara said with a dismissive wave of her hand. "If it's on the floor, I don't care if you look through it.I have nothing to hide." She smiled.
Ryou smiled shyly back to her. "Sorry for coming so early, I thought you'd be awake by now."
"It's fine. I was awake, just not dressed." Kisara replied dismissively.
'You were just waking up.' The dragon said, pointing out her lie.
'But he doesn't know that. So don't tell him.'
'How would I tell him that?'
'I'm not giving you any ideas.'
"So..uh, how about we go somewhere other than my messy apartment?" Kisara suggested. Ryou nodded his head, making his hair bounce a bit when he did.
"Sure. Where did you have in mind?" Ryou asked.
Kisara thought for a moment and then smiled. "Have you ever been to a French cake shop?"
Kaiba sat down in his office chair, wishing he was anywhere but there right then. Actually, he would've preferred to be sitting in that tree with Kisara again. She seemed to understand what he was saying, even though she had absolutely no idea of his hinting that he knew her from the past.
If he had the nerve to, he would go straight up to her and tell her. But he couldn't. That would be too out of character for him. And that would not be a good thing. He was already acting to out of character by thinking that the stupid Egyptian stuff was real.
Kisara was here. And so was that thief. And the weird Pharaoh. Which left him as being the Priest. And that was where the weird thing came in. He didn't want to believe that he was the Priest. But he was. Which meant that he was admitting that the Egyptian thing was real.
Kaiba sighed and turned in his chair, looking out the window. The view from the top floor was always amazing. If you sat there, you could see almost the entire city. Kaiba's eyes wandered to the sidewalk across the street of KaibaCorp and there she was.
Kisara was walking along the sidewalk with some boy that had fluffy white hair. And she was smiling, and possibly laughing. He watched as the boy pointed to the KaibaCorp building and said something to Kisara. She nodded her head and then pointed up the street.
"What the heck?" Kaiba quietly spoke to himself as he continued to watch the two. The boy laughed and Kisara listened to what he was saying. After a few minutes, Kaiba realized that they were higher up the street than he thought. Soon the two walked into a shop.
"Bonbons de sucre de France " Is what it read over the top in bright pink cursive.
"Sweets from France?" Kaiba questioned out loud to himself before turning to the computer and typing the name in a search bar. Clicking on one of the first links that came up, he read about the small shop that he hadn't even known was there.
Apparently, the place was for cakes, and sugary sweets made from French pastry chefs. Multiple pictures came up with each article, each looking delectable. He would have to go there sometime.
Kisara pushed open the door to the shop and blast of warm air greeted her and Ryou, swirling with multiple different sweet smells. The two walked into the shop. People sat in seats eating desserts while talking to people.
"Come on." Kisara said, bubbling with excitement as she grabbed Ryou's wrist and pulled him to the counter.
"Bonjour, madame, monsieur. Comment puis-je vous aider?" A man spoke at the counter.
(Hello, ma'am, sir. How can I help you?)
"Bonjour." Kisara spoke with a smile. "Puissions-nous aller à la cuisine?"
(Hello. May we go to the kitchen?)
"Les gens ne sont pas autorisés à aller à la cuisine sauf s'ils travaillent ici." The man said with an apologetic smile.
(People are not allowed to go to the kitchen unless they work here.)
"Mon ami travaille ici." Kisara said with a small incline of her head towards the kitchen. "Son nom est Haley."
(My friend works here. Her name is Haley.)
"Haley?" The man spoke in question then nodded his head. "Très bien. Continuer."
(Haley? Very well. Continue.)
Kisara smiled and walked back to the kitchen, Ryou following.
"What'd you say to him?" Ryou asked in confusion.
"I just asked if we could go see my friend in the kitchen." Kisara smiled.
"You have a friend that works here?"
"I had to learn French for a reason." Kisara said with a small shrug.
The room had a few people running around. Pastries were littered on almost every inch of counter while two people ran back and forth. Loading them into small boxes and then bigger boxes. Some of them went on display, and others went to customers. Kisara spotted her friend's long brown hair tied back into a high ponytail.
"That's Haley." Kisara said, pointing to the girl who was now telling someone that she needed more butter in French.
"Does she only speak French?" Ryou asked as he looked at her.
Kisara shrugged. "I've only ever spoken to her in French."
"Plus de sucre." Haley said to someone as they brought up a bowl of something to her.
"What'd she say?"
"More sugar." Kisara answered and then began walking towards her friend.
"Kisara, I don't know very much French…" Ryou said shyly.
"I'll translate for you." Kisara said as she weaved through the people.
"A-are you sure?" Ryou asked tentatively. Kisara just nodded her head.
"Haley!" She then said with a smile as she neared the French woman.
"Kisara? Qu'est-ce que tu fais ici?" Haley asked with a smile.
"Apporter mon ami ici pour voir cet endroit." Kisara answered with a smile.
"Umm, Kisara?" Ryou asked as he watched the two talk.
"She wanted to know why I was here, and I told her that I was bringing you here to show you the bakery." Kisara answered.
"Comment avez-vous été?" Haley asked Kisara, wiping some frosting off her hands and onto her apron.
"J'ai été bonne. Merci d'avoir pose." Kisara answered with a smile. "She asked how I've been, and I told her that I've been good and thank you for asking." Kisara then said before Ryou could ask.
Ryou smiled and nodded in understanding.
The Pharaoh sighed and sat in thought about what happened yesterday. Bakura had said something about him reviving the dragon. What dragon was he talking about?
"I didn't revive a dragon." He mumbled to himself as he tried to think about what had happened in the past. "There was no dragon." He insisted to himself. But knew he was wrong. Kisara was the dragon. Or at least the person who held the dragon. He knew that.
How did he know that? That was what was confusing him. How did he remember any of this? He somehow knew exactly what Bakura was talking about when he said that Kisara was the dragon. Why did he know that?
The most the Pharaoh could do, was ask himself why. Why this. Why that. That was all he could do. Ask why.
After a few hours in the bakery, the air outside seemed almost cold to walk in. Haley had sent both Ryou, and Kisara off with pastries sent off to their apartments.
"So how do you know people from France?" Ryou asked after a few minutes of walking in silence.
"I've been everywhere, except the home that I was supposed to live in." Kisara said with a shrug.
"What do you mean?" Ryou asked.
"Nothing important." Kisara said in an assuring tone.
'I wanna heal
I wanna feel
What I thought was never real
I wanna let go of all the pain I felt so long
(Erase all this pain 'till it's gone)
I wanna heal
I wanna feel
Like I'm close to something real
I wanna find something I've wanted all along
Somewhere I belong'
The ringtone surprised Kisara, making her jump a bit when she heard it. She stopped walking and quickly slid the phone out of her pocket. She looked at the screen. It was an unknown number. So she hit the answer button and put it up to her ear.
"Hello?"
"Hey! Kisara?" Mokuba's voice sounded on the other end of the phone.
"Mokuba? How'd you get my number?"
"Later." Mokuba said dismissively. "Can you come over to the Kaiba mansion?"
"Umm..sure?" Kisara said hesitantly.
"Great! Stay where you are. I'll send a limo to get you." Mokuba said and then hung up the phone.
"Who was that?" Ryou asked as soon as she slid the phone back into her pocket.
"Mokuba. He wants me over at the Kaiba mansion for some reason." Kisara said with a small shrug.
"Any idea why?"
"None, whatsoever." Kisara answered.
"Well, I'll let you go. I have some other things to do before it gets too dark out." Ryou said and began walking about."See you around." He said with a small wave at her and then turned a corner.
Within a few moments a limo came from around a corner with a KC on the side of a door. The driver stopped right in front of her and walked around to open the door. Mokuba sat inside and made a gesture for her to hurry up. She climbed inside the limo and the driver closed the door.
"What's wrong?" Kisara asked as soon as the driver was back in the limo and driving.
"There's just a small..problem." Mokuba said reluctantly.
"And why did you call me about it?" She asked.
"Because, uh…" Mokuba seemed as though he was searching for the right words to say. "Just trust me." He said after a few minutes. "You're the only one that can handle this."
"Okay then?" She said as the mansion came into view. The driver stopped for only a moment at the gate to open it before continuing in. He dropped the two off close to the door and then drove off. Mokuba quickly grabbed her wrist and dragged her up to the door. He fished a key out of his pocket and opened the door. The interior was vast and colorful in some places, but she didn't have time to look around before Mokuba dragged her towards a door.
"Did you get her?" Kaiba asked as soon as he saw Mokuba pass through the door, then followed by a Kisara that was struggling to keep up.
"Yep." Mokuba answered and finally let go of Kisara's wrist. She shifted her gaze to the wrist and rubbed it a bit. There was a small tinge of red to it where Mokuba had been holding onto, but it was otherwise fine. She looked back to the two Kaiba brother's who were now staring at her.
"What?" She asked in the uncomfortable silence.
"Go into the kitchen please." Mokuba said while pointing to a door.
"Why?" She asked hesitantly.
"Just go." Mokuba said. "We'll be right behind you." Kisara looked at the door, then at the Kaiba's for a moment before finally walking to the door. She pushed it opened and walked in. Her eyes landed on the first person she saw. Which was a security guard. Then she looked to another person and turned right around, smacking into Kaiba's chest.
"I'm not staying in this room, please let me go." She said with a small smile at the older Kaiba.
"Nope." He said and turned her around. "He asked specifically for you, and I'm not going to deal with it if he finds out that I let you leave."
Her eyes landed again on the man. Luckily, he hadn't seen her yet. And then he did.
"Kisara!" He shouted out happily. Kisara mentally slapped herself across the face repeatedly as she took in the appearance of the man. Tall, red suit, silver long hair, and the Millennium eye.
"Pegasus…" She said halfheartedly. "I told you not to come." She said with a small groan.
"I would never stay away from my own daughter." Pegasus said as he walked towards her and wrapped her in a one sided hug.
"Daughter?" Kaiba asked as he watched. "He's about twenty-three. And you're almost eighteen. How are you his daughter?" He watched Kisara struggle to break free of the tight embrace.
"Adopted." Kisara answered a bit muffledly as she gave up trying. "When Cecilia died he got lonely so he adopted me. Then when I was seven I signed myself up for a boarding school."
"And she left me all alone." Pegasus said sadly as he let go of her. She scampered away to the opposite side of the room like a kitten that had been held for far too long. "She never even wrote me a letter. Or came back home for breaks."
"You never gave me reason to." Kisara mumbled as Kaiba walked over to the side of the room she was on.
"Why, the most I heard from you was when your schools sent me report cards." He said with a fake sniffle.
"School's?" Kaiba questioned.
"I kept changing schools because he kept writing me letters and sending me stuff I didn't need." Kisara said as she cautiously watched the adult. "He even tried to pull me out of the school once."
"I missed you!" Pegasus said defensively. Kisara rolled her eyes.
"And what do you want with me now?" She asked as she crossed her arms over her chest.
"I want you to come back home with me."
"Go back with you?" Kisara echoed in questioned then shook her head. "Nope. Never. Not in this lifetime, or the next."
'It's already your next lifetime, so you'll have to go with him if there's one after this one.' The dragon said.
'You are really not helping this.'
"At least consider it, darling." Pegasus said as he went and sat in a chair. "I'll wait for you."
"Now you sound like you want to date me." Kisara replied snidely.
"Phooey, I just don't want to be alone anymore."
"That's just too bad, isn't it?"
"Whatever do you mean?"
"I've got friends here. I'm not leaving." She said and stepped behind Kaiba to avoid seeing the look on Pegasus's face. "As a matter of fact, I don't even remember where you live." She added. She knew it sounded rude, but she really wanted Pegasus gone.
"Then I'll just have to refresh your memory." Pegasus said simply. Kisara peeked out from behind Kaiba and shook her head.
"Not happening."
"All in due time my dear, Sara. All in due time." He said, using the nickname he had given to her when she was younger. "I'll take my leave now." He then declared and began walking out of the kitchen.
"Don't let the door hit you on the way out!" Mokuba shouted after him as he watched Pegasus walk out the front door. Kisara cracked a smile at that comment but quickly hid it when Kaiba turned around to face her.
"Well you weren't particularly nice to him." He noted as he looked at her.
She hung her head down in a bit of embarrassment, and shame. "No, I wasn't." She said with a small shake of her head. "But if you knew him like I do, you wouldn't have been either."
Kaiba put a finger under her chin and lifted her face to look at his. "I don't blame you for being rude to him." A shock of déjà vu ran through Kisara as she stared up Kaiba. He looked almost exactly like Priest Seto had once.
"Preist…Seto?" She whispered almost inaudibly but then hurriedly slapped a hand over her mouth.
"What did you say?" He asked, almost tentatively. She quickly shook her head and dashed for the door with her hand still over her mouth.
'You blew it.'
'I know. Now shush.'
'No thank you.' The dragon said as she neared the main door, passing a confused Mokuba. She quickly opened the door and ran out into the fading sunset.
'Why did you run?'
'How was I supposed to face him after saying something like that? He doesn't even believe in that stuff!'
'He may believe in more than you think.'
Alright, so I didn't write this chapter very well. But I've kinda had the idea of Pegasus being Kisara's adopted father since I started this fanfic I just didn't think out the scene's too well in my head. So, if you hate this chapter then good for you. I'm going to be starting another fanfic called Forever In Your Heart so updates on this one are going to be even slower then they have been. Sorry about that. So, thank you so much for reading this, and sorry if I keep ending it in cliff hangers (if that's what I'm doing...) but this one actually stretched out farther than I was going to have it. I was thinking on only having it go to the part ""Pegasus..." She said halfhearted. "I told you not to come." She said with a groan." But I kept going. Oh yeah, if possible, can you guys tell me which shipping you want in this because I really can't decide... Outcastshippig (Thief King Bakura & Kisara), Placateshipping (Ryou Bakura & Kisara), or Blueshipping (Seto Kaiba and Kisara)
Thank you for reading and I'll try to get the next update soon!
