I was currently in my bed in the KaibaCorp building, resting in slumber. The doctors had released me from the hospital so I could stay home, which Kaiba had insisted be done. Right now he, Mokuba, Joey, Mai, and Jet were in the room.

"So the doctors said she'd wake up any time soon?" Jet asked, sitting beside my bed.

"Yeah," Mokuba answered. Twice I ended up bedridden this month.

Suddenly a moan escaped my lips, and everyone look at me. My eyes opened. It was all a blur first, but then I saw clearer colors. I found myself laying in a bed, warm and comfortable, save for this throbbing pain in my head. "Where am I...?" I said in a weak whispering voice.

"You're back home, sweetie," Mai replied, sitting beside me on the bed and pushing her hand through my hair as gentle as she could.

"Home...?" I looked up at the women touching my hair. She looked vaguely familiar, even a bit. "Who are you?"

The woman sent me a look of shock. "I-It's me, Mai. Remember?"

"Mai... that's a nice name," I said, glancing over to the cream-colored wall in a distance.

Mai hardened her gaze and looked up at the rest of the people in the room. "You don't think she has amnesia do you?"

"Amet!" Jet said, standing up and coming to my other side. "Do you remember anything?"

"That's my name? Amet?" I asked, the woman's hand still in my hair. "And you're...."

"AW MAN SHE LOST HER MEMORY!!" Jet cried out in panic.

I blinked my eyes. 'What a strange boy...'

"She must have hit her head in a certain angle if she had to have gotten amnesia," Mokuba said skeptically.

"B-But this thing's only temporary right?" Joey stuttered, looking at Mokuba in horror.

"I can't really answer that, Joey," Mokuba told sadly.

"I'm sorry everyone," I spoke up, looking down. Whoever they were I must have been causing them a lot of grief.

"Hey now this isn't your fault," Mai said sternly. "Can you remember anything at all, Amet?"

I concentrated. My mind tried to retrace anything from the past, but all I got was this strange symbol of an eye. I figured it was just a figment of my imagination. "Nothing."

Mai made a sympathetic smile at me. "Well I'm Mai. And that over there's Jet, my son."

"We're best friends," Jet said with a determined smile as he made a fist, hidden from sight.

Mai chuckled. "And that's Joey, my husband," she told, me looking up and seeing a blond-haired man with a similar look to Jet. He nodded at me. "And that's Mokuba and Kaiba."

"Oh," I said once the introductions were finished. "And I'm Amet right?"

"That's right," Mokuba nodded, glad that I was at least close to okay.

"Wait," I said, still feeling a bit tired. "Who are my parents?"

Everyone in the room suddenly grew silent and looked at each other for a way to answer my question.

"They're gone," answered the man named Kaiba.

"Seto," Mokuba said in a different voice.

"My parents are gone?" I repeated, trying to sink that in. "Oh.

Jet saw the saddened look in my eyes. "Amet..."

"Way to go, Kaiba," Mai glared.

Joey sighed and looked at the adults in the room. "Uh, guys, could I talk to you out in the hall for a minute?"

"What about, Joey?" Mokuba asked.

"Just come on," Joey said as he headed to the door. Mai and Mokuba left the room as Joey waited by the wall. He turned his head around. "You too, rich boy."

"What makes you think I'll go out there to listen to what you have to say," Kaiba answered in his usual cold tone.

"Hey this is about Amet," Joey told first. "So unless you wanna be out of the loop for the rest of the year, then come on. You think I'm gonna enjoy talking to you?"

With a grunt Kaiba turned his heel, walking towards the door and out. Once it closed, Jet remained silent. "I guess he's going to tell them," Jet said, the two of us looking at the door.

"Tell them what?"

Jet smiled at me. And he took out this strange golden object that resembled an Egyptian ankh. "This is called the Millennium Key, one of the seven Millennium Items. We've collected all of them just now."

"What for?" I asked, confused.

"For your parents," Jet told me. "We're looking for them, and in order to do that we had to collect all seven Millennium Items."

I looked back down at the sheets and clutched them in my hands. "But, Kaiba said..."

"Forget what Kaiba said!" Jet said with a grin. "He doesn't know the whole story. But there's one thing I want to ask you, Amet."

"Um, sure."

"You think you can remember how to seal the powers of a Millennium Item into your locket?" Jet asked me, making me glanced down and take an apparent necklace out from under my shirt. It resembled a duel monsters card, and when I opened the locket it revealed a blurry white card.

"What is this?" I asked, starring at it confusingly.

Jet sighed with a sweatdrop. "This is gonna take a while."

--

"And you're telling me that Yugi's old imaginary friend is talking to Amet," Kaiba said with crossed arms.

"Would you just listen to reason and admit that Atem's real!?" Joey snapped at Kaiba. Even after all these years the man still refused to admit that there was anything special about Yugi besides his dueling skills.

"But you're saying that those Millennium Items are back, right?" Mokuba asked.

Mai looked down as she leaned against the dark hallway walls. "I remember being sent to the shadow realm one time," she said, reminiscing of those bad memories at Battle City so many years ago. "And the kids are going through all that...?"

Joey nodded. "Believe it or not, yeah. But they've made it pretty far without our help, especially since they felt they couldn't tell us."

"So now what," Kaiba said.

Joey's head went downward. "If I'm right, Amet has to seal the power of the Millennium Key into her card, but that's only if she gets her memory back. But that's not all."

"What is it?" Mai asked.

"From what I was told in this whacky dream, in order to seal the powers of the Millennium Key, Amet needs the rest of the Millennium Items present with her," Joey explained. "But we have no idea where she stashed them. And with Amet's memory gone..."

"What a tough situation to be in," Mokuba said. "You think Jet could know where?"

"It's possible," Joey said, scratching his head.

"But the foremost matter is that we need to get Amet's memory back at all costs," Kaiba said, walking down the hall and leaving the group. "And I won't stop at anything until that goal is accomplished."

"Why don't I get a good assured feeling from that?" Joey said with a frown once the older Kaiba brother disappeared.

--

"WHAT DO YA MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE THE MILLENNIUM ITEMS ARE?!?!?!" Joey shouted at his son, shaking his shoulders.

Jet managed to throw his dad's arms off him with his mom's help. "I told you don't know! Amet never told me where they were."

"Well this is just great," Joey said over-panicking.

"Relax Dad. I'm sure wherever Amet hid them it's in a safe place," Jet tried to persuade. "I mean, after all this time no one else has found them from their hiding spot, wherever that is."

"But you guys need them in order to seal the Millennium Key's power," Joey reminded with Mai behind him.

"I know that now," Jet said, looking down. "Don't worry. I'll make sure Amet gets her memory back. And not just for the Millennium Items. But, because she's my friend. And it hurts to know she can't remember anything about us."

Mai sent her son a sad sympathetic look before exchanging glances with Joey.

--

Kaiba sat in his office, doing research on his computer.

"Even to this day my KaibaCorp satellite still traces onto every duel disk in use on earth, including Amet's," Kaiba said as he typed. "It's hard to believe I almost forgot about that feature of my own invention."

"And why are you doing this again?" Mokuba asked with a confused look.

"Amunet Mutou, Age 14, dueling history records found," announced the female voice of the computer. Kaiba's eyes scanned the computer monitor.

"What's it say?" Mokuba asked, coming up behind his brother.

"Apparently Amet hasn't even been in that many duels," Kaiba noted. "They're mostly with Wheeler's kid."

"Probably for practice, I guess," Mokuba suggested.

Suddenly something caught Kaiba's eye. "Hold on," he said. "Outside-Duel use... She's been fighting monsters."

"What?"

"Did you forget? Those duel monsters have been popping up everywhere in the Domino City area for months. And out of most, Amet's spent her time facing and battling with these monsters whenever they seem to appear."

"And she's managed to keep this all from us," Mokuba added, getting worried for my safety.

Kaiba clicked on the window that'd show him my deck, the deck he knew my father left me nearly a whole decade ago. "If it's Yugi that Amet's looking for then by all means that'll be the first thing she'll remember."

Mokuba looked sideways at Kaiba. "What do you mean, Seto?"

Kiba stood up and took his suitcase, placing it onto his desk. It revealed all of his dueling cards and his duel disk. "If all goes according to my plan, Amet will be perfectly fine soon enough."

--

The school bell rang, signaling lunch break for the students of Domino High. I exited class, following Jet the entire time.

"So how are you enjoying school so far?" Jet asked me.

"Everything's fine," I replied with a smile, holding onto my bag with both hands. "But I still can't remember anything."

Jet nodded in responce. "It was worth a try. This whole new semester schedule hard for me to remember, so I guess we're both new at this."

"Hello Jesset, Amunet," greeted a white-haired man, walking up behind us.

"Bakura! Just the man I wanted to see!" Jet grinned, placing his arm around me, who at this time wore a lost expression on my face.

"I've heard about your condition, Amet," Bakura said, looking over at me. "How are you?"

"I-I'm okay," I answered with a nervous convincing smile. Who is he again?

"Amet this is our history teacher, Mr. Bakura," Jet told me, as if on cue. "We have him after lunch now. Before we used to have his class right before break."

"Ah," I said, making note to remember that. Throughout the entire day I've never seen Jet act so normally around a teacher. Mr. Bakura must have been a special case then.

"Anyway, I've been looking for you two," Bakura said with his British accent.

Jet blinked. "What for?"

"Hi guys!" greeted a voice popping out from right behind Bakura. It was a light blue-haired woman with one of the most heart-warming smiles I've ever seen. Her sudden appearance from behind Mr. Bakura make Jet yell and jump back.

"K-K-KISARA?!?! W-Where the heck did you come from?!?" Jet shouted as Bakura and I retained our calm demeanor.

The long-haired woman giggled, fully stepping out from behind the history teacher. She wore a cream-white colored blouse and a long brown skir that reached her knees. "Seto's told me about Amet and her memory loss. I wanted to come by and see you."

"So, you came to Domino High to visit me during school hours?" I asked with a slight sweatdrop.

"Not without good reason," Kisara told us. "How would you guys like to come to KaibaLand with me after school?"

"Eh?" Jet and I both said as we starred in shock.

IN THE NEXT CHAPTER...

"So Amet," Kisara started, coming up behind me. "What do you want to do now?"

"I don't know. This place looks great and all but I don't really know where to begin to try and get back my memory."

"Ah who cares about instinct I say we hit the corn-dog stands!!" Jet shouted, grabbing my arm and running off suddenly, panic and surprise written all over my face.

--

Jet growled. "No fair! Amet doesn't remember the first thing about dueling!"

"ARGH!" I shouted, shielding myself with my arms as Kaiba's Sword Stalker destroyed my Night Wing Sorceress.

--

"You can't keep Amet away from boys forever," Kisara smiled.

Hey, it's Sam again!

Sorri I hadn't updated in a while. Homework and junk. Surper cold school. Friend's birthday. Ehh you know. People stuff.

Anyway happy belated S.A.D! Single Awareness day, accoridng to my friend. Or Valentine's day, whatever. Or in my friend's case, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!
So much celebration in the course of one day ^^

I'll be reuniting with my old adventure gang from middle school this Saturday to celebrate our friend's 15th birthday. Oy I feel so happy about this week that I don't even care abotu the school's heating problems.
And the snow in my place is nice and slow and gentle, so I got to walk around the block and I feel so fuzzy inside, heeee!

I miss walking around the block. I used to do that a lot before the heavy snow came in.
Can't ride my bike because it's in the back of my garage. Can't scooter becuase the back whee's broken, and can't skateboard cause I'll fall again ;_;


Aw whatever. BUY GUYZ!!!