Okay, let's back-track. Jet and I have actually, travelled into the Dominion of the Beasts and back. Sure we're alive and okay and all, but lately ever since that whole confrontation about the 'reincarnation' thing, everything has had a different... air to me.

I was currently in my house in the Game Shop, sweeping the floors with a broom. I heard my father's footsteps come down the corner door from the living room upstairs. "Wow Dad you look exhausted."

"With your mother due next month she's been driving me crazy. Mai's up there talking with her," he told, taking a seat behind the glass counter. He looked to me questioningly. "Tell me Amet, are pregnant women always so... moody?"

"Why are you asking me? You had me before didn't you?" I said with a chuckle.

"That's been about fourteen years ago. I thought you'd be the last one I'd ever have."

"Looks like we were both wrong, then," I smiled, resuming my sweeping.

My dad starred strangely at me. "And why are you sweeping?"

I shrugged. "It's my shift. I got bored so I decided to sweep."

He made a face. "Seriously, Amet?"

I turned around, holding the broom stick at my side. "Remember two weeks ago when Jet and I went to another world?"

"Hm? Oh yeah the Dominion of the Beasts," Yugi recited with a strange expression. "You never did tell me how it went."

"Well it could've been worse," I told, looking down at the end of my broom.

Yugi put on a sympathetic look. "That bad?"

"It's wasn't bad. It's just..." Unable to find the words, I marched over to the counter and set aside my apron and the broom, using my elbows to lean on the counter. "Dad, how did you fall in love with Mom?"

Shock. You can only tell the look on his face. "What?"

"Please Dad just tell me!"

"No way."

"Aw why not!"

"Go ask your Mom."

"Believe me I would but I don't want to get on her mood swings." It was true. "Come on Dad I really need this."

The man eyed me suspiciously before giving in. He sighed and faced back towards me again. "Our relationship is pretty much the same as yours is. Your mom and I grew up together, went to Domino High with our friends, and just enjoyed Duel Monsters."

"That's it?"

"Your mom and I liked to take things slower than most kids today," Yugi mentioned. "Are you having boy troubles?"

"What if I say yes?"

"Then you're grounded until your thirty."

"Dad!" I laughed as he smiled through.

"Unless it's Jet," Dad continued. "That boy I can trust."

"What makes you think it's about Jet?" I scoffed convincingly.

"I never see you hang out with anyone else."

"Well maybe I do during school."

"Do you really have any say in this at this point?"

I crossed my arms. "So you're saying you're narrowing down my choices to marriage to just and only Jet Wheeler?"

"Hey it'd make my late retirement a whole lot easier."

I gave up, letting out a sigh of defeat. "Remind me never to go to you for advice about my personal life."

"Ah and my day gets better and better."

"Dad!" I shouted, laughing even more. No matter how many times I screamed my dad's name, always found myself laughing. Laughter and family. It was a nice combination. A good way to spend time off from friends and adventure. And sadly enough, I'm still getting used to it.

As we laughed, I heard the sound of the small bell above the shop door whenever it'd open. As I died down my laughter, I turned around, seeing Jet who was hesitantly walking in half way. All of a sudden I felt that tight, nervous air around my chest again. "Um, am I coming in at a bad time?" he asked.

Speak of the devil. "No no, I was just heading back up to Tea," my dad said, standing back up. "Remember what we talked about, Amet."

"Goodbye dad!" I grinned enthusiastically with my teeth pressed together as I tried my best to shove him towards the stair case door.

Jet chuckled once he left. "I love your dad. He's funny."

"Well you can have him," I joked, coming up to Jet with a smile. These past two weeks all I've been doing was giving faking smiles around Jet. Ever since I actually accepted my suspicions back in the Dominion of the Beasts, I could never look at Jet the same way again, as much as I wanted to. My last calm moment with him that I'd probably ever remember, was us sleeping under the tree during the sunset. It was smart of me (for once) to savor that moment. "So uh, what's up?"

"Eh I just wanted to drop by," he said with a shrug and an awkward nod. "Nothing's really happening around the city. It's been real quiet lately."

"Yeah I know," I said in agreement. There was another awkward silence between us as we avoided eye contact. As I was so oblivious, Jet was quiet for the same reasons. Ever since that day in the caves, he couldn't bear to look me straight in the eye with a truthful expression on his face.

"Actually I came by to get my Mom. My dad and I have been trying to cook a decent meal for dinner for the past two hours."

"Not going so well I suspect?"

"N... No. Not really."

I laughed. "Well as of now your mom is helping my mom with helping my dad. So as of now all the parents are busy."

"Ah, that's too bad."

I had to try and lighten things up. "Um, I'd go over to your place to try and help you out but unfortunately I know nothing about cooking so... wanna go to KaibaCorp as ask Mokuba for some food for the night?" Bad plan. It was bad right form the minute I said KaibaCorp.

Jet looked at me weirdly. "We're seriously going over to KaibaCorp... for food."

"Hey we've gotta eat something. I'm kinda getting hungry, too," I said with a light laugh, rubbing my silent grumbling stomach.

"It's a date, then," Jet grinned, heading for the door.

"Yeah," I said quietly. Though the 'it's a date' is only an expression he just used, I felt butterflies in my stomach for some reason. 'What's wrong with me? Can't one thing one my life be easier just once? We're getting FOOD for heaven's sake!' My inner battle inside my mind was postponed as Jet and I went to the bushes to grab our bikes after calling up to my dad I was heading out. As I went to get mine I realizes that my bike had a flat tire on the back. "Oh geez."

"What is it?" Jet asked me.

"I got a flat," I said, kneeling down and feeling the tire. "Just my luck."

"I'd let you ride on the back of my bike if I had the bars," Jet offered with a frown. I remember those - small bars that go on your back wheel so that a second person could stand on it and ride with you. Of course, neither of us ever got a set since we both had bikes of our own, so they were of no use. "We can just walk if you want. KaibaCorp's not that far."

Maybe this is a sign from the heavens telling me to back out. "Um, maybe I should just stay home tonight. You can still go."

"No way. Mokuba would only cook for you," Jet said quickly. He had a point. Darn it! "Come on dude please? Remember, food?"

I laughed at his emphasis on food. "Fine. But let's make it quick. You know how I hate walking at night."

"Since when?"

"Since I learned that monsters actually exist and that they're out to get specifically me." Jet laughed and started to run. "H-hey wait up!" Didn't I just say I was trying to back out? Oh man, the hormones thing again.

The two of us walked in silence, nothing really to talk about, which was really out of the ordinary. Only the sounds of crickets, cars, and flickering lights substituted for the quiet walk. Why couldn't I talk anymore? Could I not bring myself up to laugh and joke with Jet anymore? We're still best friends, aren't we?

After a walk that seemed to have taken forever, we arrived out front the KaibaCorp building. "Here we are," said Jet, looking up at the tall Domino landmark.

"It's been a while since I've come here," I said nostalgically. Mokuba was right. I would've been too busy to visit as often as I would've liked. At least now that the worst is over and done with, I'd be able to stop by, even at this late hour.

Jet and I walked inside, seeing the familiar shiny lobby. I remembered when I first got my parents back and we all reunited here together officially. A moment like that was so long ago, yet seemed like it was only yesterday.

"Earth to Amet," called Jet waving a hand in front of me.

"Hm? Oh, sorry. I was spacing out."

"Clearly," Jet said unsure. "Are you alright? You're actin' kinda funny."

"Who me? Acting funny - why I don't know what you're talking about!" I grinned, trying to be convincing. It would've work, had it not been for the person who went up and stood behind me and said my name. I shouted and jumped forward, turning around, only to see Mokuba himself there. "M-Mokuba! Don't scare me like that!"

"Well sorry for that," he chuckled, seeing my unstable mannerisms. He then looked over my shoulder to see Jet. "Hey Jet, it's been a while. Still tagging along with Amet, I see."

"Heh, yes sir," Jet smiled with a sweatdrop. Honestly he too didn't see Mokuba standing there.

"So, what are you two troublemakers doing here?"

"Actually we were wondering if you had any food?" I admitted embarrassingly, scratching the back of my head. "With Tea's pregnancy and all, all the adults have been kinda busy and, we've been going kinda hungry."

"Ah, I see," Mokuba said. "I haven't cooked anything lately, but I think I have a few sweets in our fridge I made yesterday. You two can take those if you like."

"Desert for dinner?" I asked skeptically.

"Hey I'm fine with that," Jet opposed, walking off already to the kitchen room. Mokuba and I exchanged smiles and I went off to follow Jet, Mokba continuing wih his business in KaibaCorp.

Inside the kitchen I found Jet already looking through the fridge. And out he took a tray of cakes. "Jackpot."

"Oh would you please," I scolded, taking the tray from him. Placing it on the counter I went through the cabinets, getting the plastic wrap to take them to go. "Strange. It's been so long since I've been here yet I still know where everything else is in the kitchen."

"And?"

I shrugged finding the roll of plastic wrap. "I don't know. It feels weird to me."

"That's what happens when you visit a place you moved out of," Jet said as I began wrapping the small pudding cakes in the plastic to take home. Unknowingly, a pair of eyes watched us from the window beyond the transparent curtains. Jet heard the rustling in the well tripped bushes outside and instantly turned his head in the direction of the window. Briefly for a second he saw a shadow-like figure out there, but it disappeared quickly, enough to miss in a blink.

I glanced at Jet, hearing him not make a sound. I found him starring outside. "What are you looking at?"

"Nothing. I thought I heard something that's all."

"Probably just a cat," I said, wrapping the last one. "There, I got three cakes. One for me, you, and Joey."

"Ah only three?"

"Don't be a pig," I said with a glare. I picked up the tray to place the rest of the cakes back into the fridge. I'll have to thank Mokuba later. "Come on. Let's get out of here before Kaiba hears we're raiding his fridge."

Jet laughed. "Good call." Placing the cakes into a small box and wraping it in a cloth like a bento, we ran out of KaibaCorp and back outside. A few cars drove by occasionally and the street lamps were on now, illuminating the dark city. "You know," Jet started. "If we head to my place now with the cakes, my dad's bound to eat all of them."

"Really?"

"He has an appetite bigger than mine," Jet said truthfully. After grabbing my forearm he began to walk down another way on the sidewalk, not the way to his house, apparently dragging me along with him.

"H-Hey, where are you going off to?" I asked him, holding the box from the knot with my right hand.

"Just trust me would ya?" Jet said with a smile.

It wasn't long until I found myself sitting at the park bench, sitting with Jet with the box in between us as a wall. A bright street lamp stood next to the bech, gathering a small strand of light above us. We each had our individual pudding cakes in front of us with a small plastic fork. As I starred down at mine with its strawberry piece on the top, Jet grinned and rubbed his hands together. "Man how I miss Mokuba's cooking!"

"Yeah," I said faintly, smiling down at mine. I remember always looking forward to knowing whether Mokuba cooked breakfast or not. It was one of the bright things in my days growing up.

Jet tried to lighten my apparently distracted mood. "In case you want to know, I brought us here so we could eat our dinner. Like I said, if we went to my house first with the whole batch, no doubt my dad would take all three for himself."

I smiled and chuckled, looking back down at my dinner desert. "Well then, let's enjoy this. It's not everyday we get to do this kind of thing."

Jet nodded. "Right!"

Each of us taking a bite of our cake, I couldn't help but close my eyes dreamily as I savored the taste. If I enjoyed the piece this much, then I could only imagine how Jet felt. "Wow, Mokuba's really outdone himself this time," I said happily. Funny how food could be the brightest point of my day.

However Jet meanwhile beside me watched me smile. Surprisingly he wasn't as astonished by the food's spectacular sweet taste. Normally he would. He was. But the reason he agreed to have desert for dinner then eat at the park was all apart of his progressing plan to try and cheer me up and make me happy. So far it was succeeding.

"Thanks for taking us here too, Jet. Perfect night weather, fresh air, sweet cake."

"Well it's about time we rewarded ourselves for all the hard work we do," Jet argued reasonably. We smiled carelessly at one another, and continued to eat our cakes. It didn't take long for me to finish mine. It was a fairly small cake, but big enough to satisfy me. I looked down at the empty plastic wrap in my hand and the tiny plastic fork. I'd have thank Jet later for this idea. "Here," I heard him say. I saw a half of his cake in his hand, the arm it was connected to extended out towards me from my right side.

I starred at the half. "Huh?"

"You're still hungry, aren't you?" Jet said, his tiny fork on the side of his mouth, like a farmer with wheat grass in his mouth. "Here, take my last half. I'm not hungry."

I starred disbelievingly at him. "You're not hungry."

"Surprisingly not at this moment no," he admitted, also quite astonished with himself. "Come on, I'm trying to be a nice guy."

Looking from Jet back to the pastry, I pondered to myself. "Since when did you try to be the nice guy? We're friends remember? We don't need to act all proper around each other."

"I'm not trying to act proper," he said stubbornly, looking to the side while still holding his arm perfect extended to me. "Just take it. I know how much you like it. I can probably find some other things in my house to eat, anyway."

I starred wondrously at Jet, but smiled, taking my fork. Taking a piece of his half with the fork, I looked at it. After a few seconds I quickly stuck the fork in Jet's mouth, catching him off guard. He was forced to swallow the piece as I took my fork out of his mouth. He appeared to have spit out his own fork in the process of coughing. I couldn't help but giggle at the sight.

"Ack, are you trying to kill me?" he retorted.

"Well sorry but if you want me to eat your cake we're splitting it," I said as a matter of fact-ly. "I knew you would've opposed so I did what I did before you could do anything."

'This girl's nuts,' Jet thought, holding his neck.

"Come on, I know you like this cake, too," I smiled, catching his attention. "Just suck it up and be a man, geez! We'll share it." I wrapped the half in plastic and broke it into halves again. I gave one to Jet and kept mine. "Sorry if it turned out a bit mushed."

"It's alright," he said, unwrapping the plastic. "... Thanks, Amet." Secretly he thought about that first piece of cake I shoved into his mouth with my fork. And he couldn't help but think of the term 'indirect kissing'. He would've blushed at the thought, but it was too dark for anyone to notice.

I smiled back at him. "To a bright future."

"Amen," Jet answered, the two of us finishing the smaller cakes whole from the plastic. Upon swallowing Jet opened his eyes to a farther darker distance, and he saw a shadowy figure under a tree. Whoever the person was, he or she was following them. Jet recognized the shape of the hair from the KaibaCorp window, the shadowed figure. He seemed to see I hadn't noticed yet. "Um, Amet, maybe we should get going now," Jet said hesitantly. For some reason he didn't want to alert me of his findings and ruin my 'for-once-good-day'.

I arched my eyebrows at him. "Why?"

"Uh, bad vibes. Let's get you home before your dad starts thinking I kidnapped you like Kiba thought I did," he said quickly, dragging me off suddenly again. I managed to be able to grab the box with Joey's cake in it. As Jet speed-walked us out of the park, we headed on the route to my house.

"What's with you now?" I asked him, getting kind of annoyed with this surprise kinda thing today.

"Nothing absolutely nothing," he said hastily. Suddenly a shadow jumped off from a tall wall and landed in front of us, stopping us in our tracks, Jet still holding my wrist.

"Um... yeah..." I said, glaring suspiciously at Jet.

"Don't worry, it's still just nothing," he persisted, only for me to roll my eyes. Due to the dark of night, the shadowed figure was left unidentified, but we saw him pull out what appeared to be a knife or dagger. "Okay maybe not nothing."

"Run!" I shouted, the two of us running off the opposite direction, Jet still holding my wrist to make sure we were still secure in being unseparated. I looked back against my wishes and saw the stranger chasing us, and fast. "They're gaining on us!"

"Well don't tell me that it doesn't help!" Jet retorted, running faster, forcing me to catch up. And I still couldn't believe I was still holding Joey's cake inside the box. By now we had run around the entire block and we managed to get inside the game shop. It was left without the lights on, but the windows allowed moonlight to keep it lit. Catching my breath inside Jet locked the front door, and turned around with a breath of relief. "See? Nothing."

"You call that nothing?" I shouted in a harsh whisper, trying my best not to wake my most likely sleeping parents. "We were being chased around by some mad dude with a weapon!"

"Hey it's progress to a normal life! Weird people like us get chased by monsters. We just got chased by our first normal thug!" he said enthusiastically. Like this was something I was supposed to celebrate?

"I'd rather take the monsters!" I retorted back at him.

"Either way, we should be safe for the time being. That guy can't get in here with the door locked," said Jet, only for the knife to be thrown through the glass of the door and right over our heads. Jet stood calmly still while I ducked, though I knew it would miss me anyway. "Unless he, does that."

The stranger reached his hand in through the hole and unlocked the door, coming in. Jet and I backed up. "If this is normal, I hate it," I said worriedly behind jet.

"Me, too," Jet replied quickly.

The stranger ran at us, attempting to grab us. Jet and I jumped out of the way, going opposite directions. In the end the thug went after Jet as I looked from where I landed on the floor. "He's after Jet," I realized. I began to stand up but Jet yelled at me from his dodging.

"Amet stay there!" he shouted.

"Don't be an idiot let me help you!" I grimaced. "Just who is he?" It was then I found another figure at the back door. It was my dad. Keeping quiet and watching, just before the thug could land a punch on Jet, my Dad grabbed a hold of the stranger, using his arms to hold the man back. As the struggle continued I ran up to Jet and helped him up. My still pregnant mother came down the stairs as well and turned on the lights of the store. It was then I saw the image of the man, no longer a shadow. He looked rather young. Layered brown hair with blue eyes to match.

"Who are you?" Yugi said threateningly, still holding the stranger.

The man struggled to get out of my dad's grasp. "Just let me go!"

"Not until you tell me your business here," my dad said sternly

"Are you alright, Jet?" Tea asked as she came over to the two of us.

"I've been better," he said, pushing himself up with his arms .

I smiled as she put on of her arms around me. "I'm just fine too, Mom."

The brunette stranger starred at me with my mother. He then looked to Jet as well and glared, at him. "You," he growled under his breath, catching Jet's attention. "You don't deserve to live."

"What'd you do to him?" I said to Jet with an eye.

"Oh come on Amet I've never seen the guy in my life!"he exclaimed.

"Just listen here," Yugi said to the man. "I'm going to let go of you now. You either explain yourself or face the consequences." The man glared as yugi let go of him. Surprisingly I didn't see the man tackle Jet. Rubbing his slightly muscular forearms, he looked at my mom and me with a slightly lesser glare, if it wasn't a glare at all even. "Well?" Yugi continued. "Who are you?"

We all sat in the living room. My mom and I served hot chocolate, even the stranger. It was late at night, and we were all tired. All I wanted to do was go to bed, but after all that's happened, I don't think I can fall asleep without the assurance I won't get stabbed over night.

"So, who are you anyway?" Tea asked, not as angry looking as most were.

The man remained silent for a moment. "Kress."

... What that's it? "Listen you," Jet started. "I saw you following Amet and me all night," he said, startling me. Was he really? I didn't notice. "Now what business do you have with us."

"I'm not obligued to tell you that," Kress said sourly, glaring.

"Well will you tell us anything?" Tea asked. "You break into our house and attempt to kill these children. Do you have nothing to say to that?"

"I wasn't trying to kill them both," he replied. I had no idea whether to take that as a good thing or a bad thing. He was trying to kill one of us. But the part that got me most was that he was actually intentional of killing. Despite the awkward past two weeks, the thought of one of us dead - Jet dead - it was too overbearing.

"Who then?" Yugi interrogated.

I followed Kress's eyes and saw him stare at Jet in the corner of his glance. So I was right. You think it'd be me with all that's happened. "But why?" I started in a low voice, barely even audible. Everyone looked to me. My face was startled and unsure. I stood with probably trembling knees, but my voice was ready to blow out. "Why would you try such a thing? Jet's done nothing wrong! Why are you trying to hurt him?"

"Because he hurt you first!" the man shouted back in anger, taking me by surprise yet again.

Jet glared at the man. "For your information I'd never hurt Amet!

The man Kress scoffed. "That's what you say now."

"I'll ask again. What is your business with these children," Yugi said sternly.

The man closed his eyes and I saw him take a thought about answering. Finally he decided as he reopened his blue eyes. "My name is Kress Mutou, second child of Yugi and Tea Muotu."

My eyes widened as I felt Tea tense beside me. The look on my father's face too was unexplainable.

"Yeah right!" Jet retorted, standing from the couch with fists. "That still doesn't explain what you're doing here tryin' to waste me!"

"Believe what you want," Kress said. "But what I speak is my truth alone." He reached into his pocket and revealed what appeared to be the Millennium Shard. The exact same one I had.

I starred irediculously. "T-That mirror..."

Kress nodded at me, showing it to me. "Yes. The Millennium Shard."

"But that's impossible," I said, starring in disbelief. "Only I have that. I created that!"

"In your time," Kress told. "As you know, the Millennium Shard allows one to travel worlds, even time and space." I noticed a momentary glistening light in the glass.

"You're not from here, are you..." I said in realization and the man Kress stood up. Jet also stood up to get in front of me but my father held him back from where he sat.

"No," Kress said more gently, looking down at me. "I'm from the future. I'm your little brother." That was when it all came together. Kress Mutou. The future. He's the little brother I've been expecting, that we've all been expecting. "You are my sister, so as you can see there is no way I'd want to do you any harm."

"But you are doing me harm if you hurt Jet!"

"Your pain is caused by that boy in the first place!" Kress said with a cold voice.

My mother came up behind me, placing her hands on my shoulders. She looked eye to eye with her assumed future son. "What exactly is happening to Amet in your time, Kress." I felt the gentleness in my mom's voice. That was her thing. From but the feel of her hands, I could tell she was also quite scared and nervous of her son's purposes.

The man looked down at me before turning away. "Like I said before, I am not obligued to say."

Tea frowned. "That bad?"

"But it's bad enough that you have to kill me," Jet answered, making all of us look to him. He walked slowly to my side, and he could still feel the older Mutou's glare on him. "From what I know, brothers protect sisters, whether older or younger. You're Amet's little brother, so you want to protect her. And I guess to protect her in your time, you came back here to fix the problem, by getting rid of me." Jet glanced down at the floor. He suddenly felt very nervous now. "What exactly... did I do in the future, that was so wrong that I had to be disposed of now?"

I felt a pang in my chest. "Jet-"

"It's fine, Amet," Jet interrupted. "Because if it's because of me Amet gets seriously hurt in the future, then I'll be okay with you getting rid of me now."

My eyes widened. "Jet no-!"

"It's for you, Amet," Jet interrupted once more. "I may not be your brother, but you're still my best friend, and I want to make sure you live a full and safe life. And this has nothing to do with my being a guy and trying to do the gentleman-like thing. You and I agreed before a long time ago, we didn't have to relate that way, my being a man or your being a lady. We're equal. But if it's what I must do then I'll gladly give my life to a friend who needs it."

I didn't know why, but I felt as if tears would form in my eyes soon, but I couldn't have them drip now. Not now. What Jet has said was probably the most serious thing he's ever said before. Over the years he's grown up a lot, maybe more than me even.

"Um, why don't we all go to bed now," Tea said with a trying smile. "It's late and we all need our rest. We can continue in the morning, if that's okay with you, Kress."

Kress hesitated to answer his mother. "Fine."

"You can stay over for the night, Jet. It's late," Yugi said, to which Jet merely nodded.

Tea then put on a serious look. "But you must promise me that you won't harm any of the children."

"I don't intend to if it's your wish," Kress said. "But before I leave this place, I will complete my mission one way or another."

Like that's supposed to make relations easier. "Amet lead Kress to the guest room," my mother instructed.

I obeyed and went off down the hall, leading my so-called brother. It felt awkward to me, being hospitable to the person who wanted to kill my best friend.

The night was long and sleepless for me. I looked up to the window ceiling, praying for an answer to this madness. "I wonder if my life will ever be normal again," I said truthfully with a yawn. I may have been influenced to say this, but I honestly missed and longed for my old life back, before all these duel monster shadow games and past life nonsense. I turned over in my bed under the covers halfway up my body and I sadly closed my eyes at another attempt to fall asleep.

And there enlies the next chapter update!

Gosh, since the 11th I think since I've updated.
Either way, Kress is Amet's 'little brother'. And now he wants to dispose of Jet.

Can you guess why? Maybe so, maybe not. Depends on you guys really.

Nonetheless, summer's almost over. I got one good week left before school starts. And I've gotta type up my summer reading reports. Ugh.
Fanfiction is so much cooler to read and write.

Anyway, until later. Review if you want another chapter before school starts for me! I'm gonna be busy for sophomore year so I won't be able to update as frequently as I usually do, if you call my definition of frequently, uh, right.
But yeah. Review! Motivation is the key success to life. I think.