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The Dragon Master - Yugi's powers are going to be revealed in a few chapters. I have one more twist to his, as well as Yami's and Raya yet to be revealed. But I promise, it will be revealed shortly.
Lavinia - Wow, thank you. I have never received such a review before, whether it be here on fanfiction or in school. It meant so much to me. And no, I didn't mind that it was long at all. Thank you so much.'
To all the other reviewers - Thank you all, it means a lot to me when you review, it really helps me write that much faster and better because I take your opinions and try to weave them into the story. Thanks again.
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The park was eerie silent. No one could comprehend what had just happened. Raya unconscious, Yugi kidnapped. Things were bleak at best.
Yami rocked back and forth on his knees, praying that his light was still with them. 'I failed him, I failed Yugi.' He continued pounding his fists onto the ground. Blood ran from the scrapes, but Yami barely noticed the pain. The only pain he felt was losing Yugi, his son. 'Aibou, I will save you. I promise.'
"Mmmm."
Yami snapped his head up. He crawled over to where is wife was laying down. "Raya?"
Slowly, Raya's opened her eyes, squinting furiously to block out the light. She could just make out the figure in front of her. "Anzu? Is that you?"
"Tea now, remember Raya?" 'Why did she call me Anzu?'
"Who's Raya? And why did you change your name Anzu, er Tea." Raya asked, still laying on the ground.
Yami gasped. 'No, this can't be happening.' "Raya is your name."
Raya turned around to face Yami. Her purple eyes held a touch of sparkle to them. "Raya not my name my King, you know that. It is Ruia. Ruia Motou."
"Stop messing around Raya, now is not the time. We have some major issues to address here." Joey stated, scrunching down next to Tea.
"It's Ruia and who are you?"
"I don't think she is kidding Joey. I think Raya lost her memory." Yami said slowly, as if he was trying to convince himself.
"I haven't lost anything. I know exactly who I am. I am Ruia Motou, daughter to Sugoroku Motou. I am fourteen years old and live in Memphis. Yugioh here just took the throne just a few short days ago when he turned fifteen."
Yami turned to his wife. "How old are you again?"
"Fourteen, you know that."
'This is worse than I thought. Ruia and I didn't get married till she was fifteen, which means, she doesn't know about Yugi! She isn't pregnant yet.' "Ruia, I think we better take you to Setto's house. We have a lot of explaining to do."
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"This has to be some kind of joke. I'm not sixteen and I am not in the future." Ruia replied, pacing around the large room that she had never seen.
Seto sighed. They had been at this for two hours and no matter what Ruia saw, she refused to believe that she was indeed in the future. He couldn't blame her denial through. This was pretty overwhelming. "You are Ruia. You came to this time one year ago, under the name of Raya. You moved here to Domino City two weeks ago where you learned that your husband was presently residing. You came here to ask for help battling against the siblings Satire and Jarha. Tea, myself, Joey, Tristan, Mokuba, and Bakura are all reincarnations from that time in Egypt. You met all of us during your reign of Queen."
"This is too unbelievable. I must be dreaming." Finally, Ruia stopped pacing and sat down, head in her hands.
"You're not Raya. Look outside, look at all the buildings and the technology. Surely you didn't have that in Egypt when you lived there. Not to mention there isn't a speck of sand anywhere" Mokuba countered. 'Why doesn't she remember any of us? I don't understand how she could somehow block all of us out.'
"That is true Mokuba, we didn't. But how do I know that this isn't some illusion by some enemy? How do I know this all real? That none of you are not lying to me about this life I supposedly have now?"
"Ruia, I am your best friend right?" Tea asked. "Why would I of all people lie to you?"
"Anzu…"
"Ruia, please try to remember. It is important that you do. We can't go after the siblings until you have all your memories back. And we do not have much time to waste." Bakura explained gently. Time was of the utmost importance.
"I'm sorry, I am trying. But everything you are telling me, it is confusing. I don't understand how I got here or remember anything that happened to me in the past two years. I honestly believe this isn't real, a dream or maybe a vision. But then, I look around. Things are sharp and clear. The buildings, the designs, the people, they are not from my time. There is no sand, no Nile River, no pyramids, just tall buildings, trees, streets. It is all so very confusing."
"Maybe I can help."
Ruia turned to the sound of the voice. "Daddy!" She flung herself into Sugoroku's arms.
Grandpa held his only daughter tightly. Tristan had explained what had happened at the park. He couldn't believe that his grandson was gone and his daughter lost her memory. "Shh, it will be alright Ruia. All of us will help you regain the memories that you lost. I promise you."
"I just want to go home. To my home, in Egypt."
Tea felt a tear roll down her cheek. 'There is no way Raya can return home, it doesn't exisit anymore. But in her mind, it is still a real place. I wish there was something I could do for her, but there is nothing. This is truly a battle she must fight on her own.'
"Ruia, our home isn't there anymore. It has been a millenia since we lived there. Time has destored it. You can not return there." Grandpa explain gently as he could.
"Then where have I lived the past two years? With you dad?"
"You lived in America for one year and then next door to Seto here."
"America? What is that?"
"Another continent." Mokuba answered. He was still a bit confused why Raya couldn't remember who she was, but he did know that it wasn't good news. How could they get their friends back?
"I wish to return home then. I need time to figure everything out, sort out the mess in my head."
Yami stood, "I'll walk you there then."
"No. I wish to be alone and my place of my stay is right next door. I will find it on my own just fine." Ruia stood and gracefully walked out the door. Everyone's eyes followed her.
"Is it safe to let her go alone like that? Won't Satire and Jarha go after her again?" Joey asked. His eyes filled with concern. Not only at the siblings attacking his friend, but also because of what she must be going through in her mind at this moment.
Yami sighed. "Fortunately Joey, they won't. Since Raya thinks she is only fourteen, she has no memory of Yugi ever existing. Therefore to the siblings, Ruia isn't a threat at all."
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Ruia pushed open the large white doors to her apartment gradually walked in. The site before her was overwhelming. This whole experience was overbearing. Painting hung all over the walls, her paintings. 'I wish I could just remember painting all of these. Maybe something in here will jolt my memory. Her eyes settled on on painting. It was of Yugioh and a baby. 'Who is that child with Yugioh? Is it his? And if so, who is the mother?'
She moved all throughout the house, taking in every breath taking feature in. Lights that never went away unless you wanted it too, cool air to keep a room chilled in the summers, a magically box that showed pictures of events actually happening. The most pecuilar box had to be the one she was sitting at now. It was no bigger than a case. But the most amazing thing about it, was that it opened and underneath it was letters. 'I wonder what this button does.' The machine hummed to life. 'By Ra, what is this contraption.' As the computer load, Ruia turned her attenion to a little machine next to her. All it was doing was blinking on and off. Curiously, she hit the button marked 'play.'
"Hey Raya, it is Mama Isabelle. I haven't from you since you arrived in Japan. I just wanted to make sure you okay. In case you have forgot our number, here it is. Can't wait to here from you. Love you sweetie."
'Mama Isabelle? Who is that? Is that the woman I lived with in America?' Without thinking, Ruia picked up the phone and dialed the number. 'How did I do that? How did I know? Was my subconscious directing me?'
"Hello?"
"Mama Isabelle?" Ruia asked nervously.
"Raya? Is that you? It's Jena. Mom's in the other room, how are you?"
"I've been better, how are you?" 'Jena, why does that name sound familiar?'
"I'm doing alright. I miss you though. It's not the same since you left. I miss having a sister in the family."
"I miss you too. Can I talk to mom? She left me a message to call."
"Sure Raya, hold on."
"Hi sweetie, I was beginning to think you forgetton about us."
Ruia laughed nervously. 'How true that statement is.' "Now how can I forget about all of you?"
"Well I'm not sure, I have heard the guys over there are pretty hot…"
"Mama Isabelle!"
Ruia heard her chuckle. "Well, you're not denying it, so I must be right."
"You are."
"So how is school over there? As challenging as you expected?" Isabelle asked.
"More than you can imagine. I heard schools were tougher over here than in America, but never did I expect this. I'm surviving though. I'm doing really well in music and art." Ruia rambled, not sure where the information was coming from or even if it was correct.
"Some how that doesn't surprise me. Everything back home is going pretty well. Jena is still sulking that you're gone, but she knows you'll be back for visits. She just started running track a couple of days ago and even won her first competition. She runs the 4 by 1 relay as the anchor."
"That great."
"And Kris is still in that travel hockey league. They have a game tonight that we have to leave for soon. He'll be uspet that he missed your call again. I know he would want to tell you this but I'll tell you anyway. Just act excited when he tells you. He scored his first hat trick the other night, for you since you couldn't be there."
"Aww, that is so sweet. Tell him congratulations and not to take stupid penalties." 'Penalties? What is that, what is hockey?'
"Still coaching him even from over there? He'll be happy to know that."
"I have to keep him on his toes. Can't let him think that he can let his guard down."
Isabelle laughed, then went silent. "Raya, did you find what you were looking for over there?"
"I'm not too sure yet Mom, I think I may have, but it is too early to make speculations." she answered honestly.
"Good, just remember, sometimes there is more to a mystery than just clues. Sometimes, you'll have to deal with instinct and memories as well."
"Instincts and memoris. Got you mom."
"Well, Kris' game is going to start soon, so we have to leave. Don't be a stranger, you hear me."
"Yes Mama Isabelle. Tell Kris and Jena hi for me, okay?"
"Sure, bye sweetheart."
"Bye mom." Raya hung the phone back up. 'Instincts are sometimes part of solving a mystery. My instincts are telling me that the others are telling me the truth. My subconscious is slowly giving me information that I don't remember, but yet is true. Why can't I remember this time? What happened? Why am I blocking out this time? And why do I get the feeling that it is imparative that I remember my life as soon as possible?' She turned to face her reflection. "I know who I was, but now, I must discover who you are."
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"Anyone else thinking that things can't get much worse?" Bakura asked, staring at the somber group.
Yami glared, then his expression soften. "Not really. Things are pretty bleak. I don't know how to Ruia to remember her life as Raya."
"I am not sure if we want her to remember." Seto stated slowly, "I know we have to, that is a given, but she is happy, not haunted by her past."
"We need Raya, Seto. We need her help to save Yugi. As much as I like seeing my wife untroubled, it can't stay like this. It isn't right."
"Maybe we should have just told Ruia about Yug. It might have jolted her memory."
"No, it is safer this way Joey." Yami explained. " If Ruia was to learn the truth, that she has a son, before she gets her memory back, it could have dire conquences. She'll want to leap right in and help, but she can't, for two big reason. The first being that she doesn't know her enemy anymore, which puts her at a disadvantage. And the second being that she hasn't mastered her abilities yet. That didn't happen till after we were married and someone worked with her all day. She wouldn't be able to help us at all."
"Then you mean we can't go after my grandson until Raya remembers?"
"Unfortunately, that is correct. We need Raya, right now. The good news is that we have some time. Aibou is safe, Satire and Jarha won't kill him until we arrive, so until that time, he will be fine. However, the longer we take, that gives them more time to break his will."
"Which means by the time we get there, Yugi may be unable to fight."
"Correct Tristan."
"Then how do we get my daughter to remember? She is already so confused and like Seto said, happy. She may not want to remember."
"She has too though, for Yugi's sake."
"Tea, she doesn't remember Yugi. In Ruia's mind, she and Yami are still dating. She hasn't conceived a child yet. She had no memory of Yugi at all. Nor does she remember the pain and suffering of losing that very same child. She doesn't feel the blame she put on herself from failing her son. Subconsciously, I don't think Raya wants to remember."
"We can't just give up! My best friend needs us."
"No one is going to give up Joey, that is the last thing I will ever do. If I have to, I'll fight Satire and Jarha on my own."
"Yami, you can't do that, you'll be killed for sure." Mokuba replied.
"It's a risk we may have to take."
"Maybe some one should go see Ruia, try to jog her memory." Grandpa suggested. "I understand that she wants to be alone, but we really can't comply with that. She needs to remember who she was and making being around her friends will help do just that."
Yami stood. "I'll go. Maybe, just maybe I'll make her remember."
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Ruia sat in amazment. She had spent the late fifteen minutes on a wonderful contraption, which for some reason the name computer came to mind. It play music, games, and even held some of her own composes on it. One file though, she couldn't get into. The name of the file simply read "My Life." 'What I wouldn't give to read that file. I know that it holds the secret to my future in it. I just know it.' But the file was password protected and no matter what words she tried, nothing unlocked it. Some other files had been the same, but she was able to get into those ones easily. 'The password must be from this time. Think Ruia, what would Raya use that no one would think of.'
She tried a bunch of words with little success. Then her eyes settled on the telephone. 'Hockey, of course. But it has to be more than that.' Ruia closed her eyes tightly, trying desperately to recall something, anything. And then she saw it. She was sitting in the stands next to a woman. In front of her was a large sheet of ice, with several men skating around. The word on the jersey was plain as day. Icers.
'That's it. It has to be.' She typed the word in and to her relief, the file open. Inside was several other files, named after the months and then the year. Grinning, she opened the latest file.
24 April 2002
My last day in America. It is kinda of funny, I know I will miss this place deeply, but at the same time, I know I have to go. Not only to escape from the siblings, but also to learn the truth. I have to know. I thought I was strong enough to ignore my feelings, but I guess true love is too strong of an emotion. But at the same time, I can help but laugh at myself. I mean, come on, my husband alive? It must be a joke, some cruel twist of fate. But the picture I saw, the feelings I have, they are just too vibrant to ignore. I pray to Ra that they are right though. Not only to save my sanity, but also to save the future. I need help, the siblings must be stopped at all costs. I can't do it alone.
Alone, there is a funny word. It has so many meanings. But the strangest one is not with another presence. I find that most perculiar, because in my mind you are never truly alone, that someone is always watching over you, just like dad and Yugioh are doing for me, or so I had hoped. But then, I saw the pictures, my King, my friend, and my husband. I didn't want to believe it at first, but the resemblance was unnerving, the hair was even the same!
But, would our love be the same? Of course, I was assuming that this was indeed my husband, laughable I know. They say true love never dies, I know mine had not, but could ours last for a millenina? I wasn't sure. But I heard a song on the radio a few days back by an American singer, Jennifer Lopez. Her song really made me think about the though of my husband being alive. "It seemed to be the perfect thing for you and me. It's so ironic you're what I had picture you to be. But there are facts in our lives we can never change. Just tell me that you understand and that you feel the same. This perfect romance that I created in my mind. I'd live a thousand lives each one with you right by my side. But yet we find ourselves in a less then perfect circumstance. And it seems like we'll never have the chance."
Yeah, that sounds like our relationship. Maybe this time, I shouldn't even try. Act like I don't love him, to save both of us.
30 April 2002
Alright, shoot me. I've been here a week and I haven't accomplished anything, from unpacking to starting my mission. Sigh, such is the life of Raya Walker - Motou. Okay diary, between me and you, it is Walker - Motou. The world can't know that, and sometimes I wonder why I still consider myself a Motou anyway. Father kicked me out of the family, but yet, I can't seem to drop the name. I guess you can say I have forgiven him, but the pain is still there.
I seem to suffering from a bout of depression lately. I miss my family in America, I miss Father, and I miss my friends and husband back in Egypt. It took me a while to figure out why I was feeling the way I did, and then it occurred to me. Happy Anniversary. One year ago, I arrived in America from Ancient Egypt. One year ago, all the trouble ended and began. I have to wonder though, when will it total end. Or will it ever? I don't know. I do know however that I start school tomorrow. Already, I am one month behind. Sigh, as if dealing with the siblings wasn't enough, I have enough homework to last me a life time!
8 May 2002
Wow, has things really explode. The siblings have followed. Yugioh is alive, now called Yami. Yes, I still love him, yes he still loves me. Anzu is here too, but now is called Tea. She doesn't remember Egypt, but that is okay. She is still the same person I knew then, even if she doesn't remember her past life. Setto, Bakura, Honda, and Jou are here too. I never imagine that I would find so much help here. Never did I think that I could be this happy again either. Nothing can bring me down, NOTHING! Satire and Jarha won't know what hit them when they meet up us again.
10 May 2002
My father alive, here in Domino City. My son…Yugi is alive. Father saved him. I have a son again.
Ruia readed that last entry over and over again. It was no more that 4 small sentences, but the meaning was clear. She had a son. Who was the father though? 'No, it couldn't be. That is insane. But the other's did say I was a Queen, didn't they? I must be losing it. There is no possible way, I was just a commoner, not royalty. I never could have married Yami.'
A knock at the door jolted Ruia from her thoughts. Quickly she moved to anwser the door. Standing there was Yami. His blue coat waved in the wind, tossing about his blond hair. Ruia stared at him. 'Could it really be?' Before he could speak, Ruia collapsed against him in tears. "Please Yami, tell me. Did we have a son together?"
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Yami wrapped his arms around Ruia's waist and pulled her closer to him. 'How do I tell the woman I love, that we had a son together, that he is now missing, and she can not help?'
Ruia raised her face towards Yami's. She could sense the discomfort in him from her question. "Yami, please. I have to know the truth. Don't hide this from me."
"Ruia, what is the last thing you recall? You're most recent memory. Humor me, please. I promise, I will answer your question."
"Okay." she answered, a bit confused at how this was going to answer her question. "Anzu and I were sitting outside of her home, near that little rock garden of hers. We were discussing our current situation. She knew that I loved you, but wondered how things could ever work out. I was asking myself the very same questions. But I told her that I believe that true love could win in any situations. That some how we could be together, maybe not in this life time, but another. For I knew you could never marry a commoner. It would bring dishonor to your good name. And neither one of us could do that. But deep down, I still clung to some hope that the gods would somehow allow it. Foolish I know."
"But it wasn't foolish at all Ruia. We did marry."
For a brief second, Ruia's heart forgot to beat. "What? How, we couldn't. There is no possible way, unless. Oh no."
Yami nodded. "Unless you were pregnant."
Ruia felt weak in the knees. "But…" Dimly she felt herself slumming down to the ground. Luckily, she was still being held by Yami, who guided her safely to the ground.
"Ruia? Are you okay?" His purple eyes held a touch of concern and panic to them. Ruia had to smile. Those were two traits rarely seen in her King.
"Sorry, all of this is just so overwhelming. I'll be alright in a moment."
"Maybe we should go inside, I have something to show you."
"Alright."
Yami helped Ruia to stand and lead her inside. He was astonished to see Raya's computer up and running, not to mention files open. "You're remembering?"
Ruia grinned. "Some things. Like I think that contraption is called a computer. Plus, when I was talking to Mama Isabelle, I remembered certain things, like my brother's hockey game and what classes I took here."
"Slowly, things are coming back then." Yami mused.
"Slowly being the key word. And never are the things related. So to me, it is still just a jumbled mess in my head. Now what do you want to show me?"
"Something that may help ease some of that jumble." Yami sat down at the computer and pulled up her father's website. "Read this."
Tears streamed down her face as Ruia read. Yami's heart ached, not only at the fact that his wife couldn't remember anything about their son, or future, but also for Yugi too. He couldn't imagine what his light was going through. He tried to reach Yugi telepathically, but once again, the link went unestablished.
"Dad kicked me out?"
"He did, but rememeber our customs. He had to, but he regretted that decision with all of his heart. Just hours before you lost your memory, you told your father that he understood why he did what he did."
"Where is our son now? I'd like to see him, maybe that would help me remember."
"That can't be arranged."
"Why not? I have a right to see my son Yugioh."
"It's not like that Ruia, he was kidnapped, by the same people we told you about at Seto's. They are holding him hostage until you and I get there. But we can't go. Well, not you at least. You have to remember first."
"Why? Why can I not help now?"
"You have mystical abilities, do you not?"
"Yes, you were trying to help control them."
"Right, but after we married, you learned total control. I can not send you to face Satire and Jarha with untrained abilities. It isn't safe for you or Yugi."
"But it is my son, we can't leave him there."
"We're not. I would never do that. But Ruia, you have to understand this. The siblings fear Raya, not Ruia. We need you to remember your future."
"I'm trying, believe me I am."
Yami sighed. "I know you are and I am sorry that I snapped. But time is a very precious thing right now, and I am afraid the longer we wait, the harder it will be to save our son."
Ruia stood. "Then teach me. Teach me to be Raya again."
"How do I do that?"
Ruia grinned. "Easy silly. Get the others, you're going to show me what Raya was like."
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Darkness. That was all Yugi could see. He couldn't tell where he was. He arms ached; they had been in the same position that Satire had put them. Chained right above his head. How long had they been like that? Hours? Days? Weeks? 'No, it hasn't been that long. Yami and Raya would have come. I know they are going to save me.'
"Foolish child. You're parents are not coming for you. They don't care about you. Your friends are glad to be rid of you."
"That's not true Satire! They do love me. You'll see, Yami will save me. Just you wait."
Satire laughed and knelt down next to the small boy. She held a candle close to his face. Bruise were forming around his mouth and eyes. She had promised her brother she wouldn't kill the young heir, but still she had to have her fun. "Such power you yield. I do wish my brother would just let me kill you here and now."
Yugi gulped, but his eyes shown with determination. "Coward. By killing me, you show that you are nothing but a coward."
Screaming in rage, Satire slapped the boy across his face. "I would keep my mouth closed on issues that do not concern you boy."
"My life does concern me. Mom was right, you are dumb."
"You're mother is one to talk. She is a worthless human being, concerned for nothing but herself. She's a tramp and liar. Why else would she leave her son here to die?"
"Do not talk about Raya like that. She is not you. And she and Yami are going to save me."
"Then why aren't they here yet? It has been a few hours now. Wanna know why? Because they do not love you. You were always a bother Yugi Motou. You don't even know how to control your own abilities. How much do you want to beat that they are glad you are gone. Relieved that they don't have to care for a worthless boy like you anymore."
"Stop it, it isn't true."
Satire laughed. "So young, so delusional." She reached in the pocket of her skirt, pulling out a sharp object.
Yugi gasped.
"So, you do remember my knife. I'm touched. You were saved once, by your magic, but now that your toy is gone, things are going to be a little different."
Yugi glanced down at where his puzzle should have been. It felt so wrong not to have it hanging there. But Jarha had taken it. And without it, Yugi couldn't link to Yami or control his abilities.
"That's right." Satire anwswerd, as if reading his thoughts once again. "The puzzle is like a training device. It helps you to use and aid with your powers until you were able to control them on your own. Without it, you are nothing." Gently, she place the knife to Yugi's cheek, slowly pushing inward.
Yugi tried to squirm away, but he was trapped, alone with Satire.
Blood trickled out of the new cut. Satire removed the knife and placed it back into her pocket. She pushed back the hair on Yugi's forehead. "In due time boy." Laughing she stood.
Yugi watched as the Satire left, taking the only source of light with her. Yugi sighed and then gasped when something lodged into the wall next to him. Carefully, he laid his hurt cheek against the object. In the next moment, Yugi felt sick, truly sick. Just millimeters from his head, was Satire's knife.
'Oh Yami, please hurry, I don't know how much longer I can take Jarha's badgering or Satire's abuse. Please father, hurry."
Curling his legs up to his body, Yugi managed to make a small ball. Crying softly to himself, he wondered how he was ever going to get out of this one.
Anya: Kris, are our bags packed?
Kris: Yup, this the chaper were the readers threaten to kill you?
Anya: Most likely. If we hurry, I think we can make it to the border before they do.
Kris: Way ahead of you.
Anya: Sorry everyone, I had to write it, I couldn't just let them have Yugi and not have them do anything. So I apolgise in advance. Quick Kris, to the car!
Anya: Just a quick couple of shout outs here.
Kris: Quick nothing.
Anya: Quiet you. Anyway....
The Dragon Master - Yugi's powers are going to be revealed in a few chapters. I have one more twist to his, as well as Yami's and Raya yet to be revealed. But I promise, it will be revealed shortly.
Lavinia - Wow, thank you. I have never received such a review before, whether it be here on fanfiction or in school. It meant so much to me. And no, I didn't mind that it was long at all. Thank you so much.'
To all the other reviewers - Thank you all, it means a lot to me when you review, it really helps me write that much faster and better because I take your opinions and try to weave them into the story. Thanks again.
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The park was eerie silent. No one could comprehend what had just happened. Raya unconscious, Yugi kidnapped. Things were bleak at best.
Yami rocked back and forth on his knees, praying that his light was still with them. 'I failed him, I failed Yugi.' He continued pounding his fists onto the ground. Blood ran from the scrapes, but Yami barely noticed the pain. The only pain he felt was losing Yugi, his son. 'Aibou, I will save you. I promise.'
"Mmmm."
Yami snapped his head up. He crawled over to where is wife was laying down. "Raya?"
Slowly, Raya's opened her eyes, squinting furiously to block out the light. She could just make out the figure in front of her. "Anzu? Is that you?"
"Tea now, remember Raya?" 'Why did she call me Anzu?'
"Who's Raya? And why did you change your name Anzu, er Tea." Raya asked, still laying on the ground.
Yami gasped. 'No, this can't be happening.' "Raya is your name."
Raya turned around to face Yami. Her purple eyes held a touch of sparkle to them. "Raya not my name my King, you know that. It is Ruia. Ruia Motou."
"Stop messing around Raya, now is not the time. We have some major issues to address here." Joey stated, scrunching down next to Tea.
"It's Ruia and who are you?"
"I don't think she is kidding Joey. I think Raya lost her memory." Yami said slowly, as if he was trying to convince himself.
"I haven't lost anything. I know exactly who I am. I am Ruia Motou, daughter to Sugoroku Motou. I am fourteen years old and live in Memphis. Yugioh here just took the throne just a few short days ago when he turned fifteen."
Yami turned to his wife. "How old are you again?"
"Fourteen, you know that."
'This is worse than I thought. Ruia and I didn't get married till she was fifteen, which means, she doesn't know about Yugi! She isn't pregnant yet.' "Ruia, I think we better take you to Setto's house. We have a lot of explaining to do."
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"This has to be some kind of joke. I'm not sixteen and I am not in the future." Ruia replied, pacing around the large room that she had never seen.
Seto sighed. They had been at this for two hours and no matter what Ruia saw, she refused to believe that she was indeed in the future. He couldn't blame her denial through. This was pretty overwhelming. "You are Ruia. You came to this time one year ago, under the name of Raya. You moved here to Domino City two weeks ago where you learned that your husband was presently residing. You came here to ask for help battling against the siblings Satire and Jarha. Tea, myself, Joey, Tristan, Mokuba, and Bakura are all reincarnations from that time in Egypt. You met all of us during your reign of Queen."
"This is too unbelievable. I must be dreaming." Finally, Ruia stopped pacing and sat down, head in her hands.
"You're not Raya. Look outside, look at all the buildings and the technology. Surely you didn't have that in Egypt when you lived there. Not to mention there isn't a speck of sand anywhere" Mokuba countered. 'Why doesn't she remember any of us? I don't understand how she could somehow block all of us out.'
"That is true Mokuba, we didn't. But how do I know that this isn't some illusion by some enemy? How do I know this all real? That none of you are not lying to me about this life I supposedly have now?"
"Ruia, I am your best friend right?" Tea asked. "Why would I of all people lie to you?"
"Anzu…"
"Ruia, please try to remember. It is important that you do. We can't go after the siblings until you have all your memories back. And we do not have much time to waste." Bakura explained gently. Time was of the utmost importance.
"I'm sorry, I am trying. But everything you are telling me, it is confusing. I don't understand how I got here or remember anything that happened to me in the past two years. I honestly believe this isn't real, a dream or maybe a vision. But then, I look around. Things are sharp and clear. The buildings, the designs, the people, they are not from my time. There is no sand, no Nile River, no pyramids, just tall buildings, trees, streets. It is all so very confusing."
"Maybe I can help."
Ruia turned to the sound of the voice. "Daddy!" She flung herself into Sugoroku's arms.
Grandpa held his only daughter tightly. Tristan had explained what had happened at the park. He couldn't believe that his grandson was gone and his daughter lost her memory. "Shh, it will be alright Ruia. All of us will help you regain the memories that you lost. I promise you."
"I just want to go home. To my home, in Egypt."
Tea felt a tear roll down her cheek. 'There is no way Raya can return home, it doesn't exisit anymore. But in her mind, it is still a real place. I wish there was something I could do for her, but there is nothing. This is truly a battle she must fight on her own.'
"Ruia, our home isn't there anymore. It has been a millenia since we lived there. Time has destored it. You can not return there." Grandpa explain gently as he could.
"Then where have I lived the past two years? With you dad?"
"You lived in America for one year and then next door to Seto here."
"America? What is that?"
"Another continent." Mokuba answered. He was still a bit confused why Raya couldn't remember who she was, but he did know that it wasn't good news. How could they get their friends back?
"I wish to return home then. I need time to figure everything out, sort out the mess in my head."
Yami stood, "I'll walk you there then."
"No. I wish to be alone and my place of my stay is right next door. I will find it on my own just fine." Ruia stood and gracefully walked out the door. Everyone's eyes followed her.
"Is it safe to let her go alone like that? Won't Satire and Jarha go after her again?" Joey asked. His eyes filled with concern. Not only at the siblings attacking his friend, but also because of what she must be going through in her mind at this moment.
Yami sighed. "Fortunately Joey, they won't. Since Raya thinks she is only fourteen, she has no memory of Yugi ever existing. Therefore to the siblings, Ruia isn't a threat at all."
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Ruia pushed open the large white doors to her apartment gradually walked in. The site before her was overwhelming. This whole experience was overbearing. Painting hung all over the walls, her paintings. 'I wish I could just remember painting all of these. Maybe something in here will jolt my memory. Her eyes settled on on painting. It was of Yugioh and a baby. 'Who is that child with Yugioh? Is it his? And if so, who is the mother?'
She moved all throughout the house, taking in every breath taking feature in. Lights that never went away unless you wanted it too, cool air to keep a room chilled in the summers, a magically box that showed pictures of events actually happening. The most pecuilar box had to be the one she was sitting at now. It was no bigger than a case. But the most amazing thing about it, was that it opened and underneath it was letters. 'I wonder what this button does.' The machine hummed to life. 'By Ra, what is this contraption.' As the computer load, Ruia turned her attenion to a little machine next to her. All it was doing was blinking on and off. Curiously, she hit the button marked 'play.'
"Hey Raya, it is Mama Isabelle. I haven't from you since you arrived in Japan. I just wanted to make sure you okay. In case you have forgot our number, here it is. Can't wait to here from you. Love you sweetie."
'Mama Isabelle? Who is that? Is that the woman I lived with in America?' Without thinking, Ruia picked up the phone and dialed the number. 'How did I do that? How did I know? Was my subconscious directing me?'
"Hello?"
"Mama Isabelle?" Ruia asked nervously.
"Raya? Is that you? It's Jena. Mom's in the other room, how are you?"
"I've been better, how are you?" 'Jena, why does that name sound familiar?'
"I'm doing alright. I miss you though. It's not the same since you left. I miss having a sister in the family."
"I miss you too. Can I talk to mom? She left me a message to call."
"Sure Raya, hold on."
"Hi sweetie, I was beginning to think you forgetton about us."
Ruia laughed nervously. 'How true that statement is.' "Now how can I forget about all of you?"
"Well I'm not sure, I have heard the guys over there are pretty hot…"
"Mama Isabelle!"
Ruia heard her chuckle. "Well, you're not denying it, so I must be right."
"You are."
"So how is school over there? As challenging as you expected?" Isabelle asked.
"More than you can imagine. I heard schools were tougher over here than in America, but never did I expect this. I'm surviving though. I'm doing really well in music and art." Ruia rambled, not sure where the information was coming from or even if it was correct.
"Some how that doesn't surprise me. Everything back home is going pretty well. Jena is still sulking that you're gone, but she knows you'll be back for visits. She just started running track a couple of days ago and even won her first competition. She runs the 4 by 1 relay as the anchor."
"That great."
"And Kris is still in that travel hockey league. They have a game tonight that we have to leave for soon. He'll be uspet that he missed your call again. I know he would want to tell you this but I'll tell you anyway. Just act excited when he tells you. He scored his first hat trick the other night, for you since you couldn't be there."
"Aww, that is so sweet. Tell him congratulations and not to take stupid penalties." 'Penalties? What is that, what is hockey?'
"Still coaching him even from over there? He'll be happy to know that."
"I have to keep him on his toes. Can't let him think that he can let his guard down."
Isabelle laughed, then went silent. "Raya, did you find what you were looking for over there?"
"I'm not too sure yet Mom, I think I may have, but it is too early to make speculations." she answered honestly.
"Good, just remember, sometimes there is more to a mystery than just clues. Sometimes, you'll have to deal with instinct and memories as well."
"Instincts and memoris. Got you mom."
"Well, Kris' game is going to start soon, so we have to leave. Don't be a stranger, you hear me."
"Yes Mama Isabelle. Tell Kris and Jena hi for me, okay?"
"Sure, bye sweetheart."
"Bye mom." Raya hung the phone back up. 'Instincts are sometimes part of solving a mystery. My instincts are telling me that the others are telling me the truth. My subconscious is slowly giving me information that I don't remember, but yet is true. Why can't I remember this time? What happened? Why am I blocking out this time? And why do I get the feeling that it is imparative that I remember my life as soon as possible?' She turned to face her reflection. "I know who I was, but now, I must discover who you are."
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"Anyone else thinking that things can't get much worse?" Bakura asked, staring at the somber group.
Yami glared, then his expression soften. "Not really. Things are pretty bleak. I don't know how to Ruia to remember her life as Raya."
"I am not sure if we want her to remember." Seto stated slowly, "I know we have to, that is a given, but she is happy, not haunted by her past."
"We need Raya, Seto. We need her help to save Yugi. As much as I like seeing my wife untroubled, it can't stay like this. It isn't right."
"Maybe we should have just told Ruia about Yug. It might have jolted her memory."
"No, it is safer this way Joey." Yami explained. " If Ruia was to learn the truth, that she has a son, before she gets her memory back, it could have dire conquences. She'll want to leap right in and help, but she can't, for two big reason. The first being that she doesn't know her enemy anymore, which puts her at a disadvantage. And the second being that she hasn't mastered her abilities yet. That didn't happen till after we were married and someone worked with her all day. She wouldn't be able to help us at all."
"Then you mean we can't go after my grandson until Raya remembers?"
"Unfortunately, that is correct. We need Raya, right now. The good news is that we have some time. Aibou is safe, Satire and Jarha won't kill him until we arrive, so until that time, he will be fine. However, the longer we take, that gives them more time to break his will."
"Which means by the time we get there, Yugi may be unable to fight."
"Correct Tristan."
"Then how do we get my daughter to remember? She is already so confused and like Seto said, happy. She may not want to remember."
"She has too though, for Yugi's sake."
"Tea, she doesn't remember Yugi. In Ruia's mind, she and Yami are still dating. She hasn't conceived a child yet. She had no memory of Yugi at all. Nor does she remember the pain and suffering of losing that very same child. She doesn't feel the blame she put on herself from failing her son. Subconsciously, I don't think Raya wants to remember."
"We can't just give up! My best friend needs us."
"No one is going to give up Joey, that is the last thing I will ever do. If I have to, I'll fight Satire and Jarha on my own."
"Yami, you can't do that, you'll be killed for sure." Mokuba replied.
"It's a risk we may have to take."
"Maybe some one should go see Ruia, try to jog her memory." Grandpa suggested. "I understand that she wants to be alone, but we really can't comply with that. She needs to remember who she was and making being around her friends will help do just that."
Yami stood. "I'll go. Maybe, just maybe I'll make her remember."
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Ruia sat in amazment. She had spent the late fifteen minutes on a wonderful contraption, which for some reason the name computer came to mind. It play music, games, and even held some of her own composes on it. One file though, she couldn't get into. The name of the file simply read "My Life." 'What I wouldn't give to read that file. I know that it holds the secret to my future in it. I just know it.' But the file was password protected and no matter what words she tried, nothing unlocked it. Some other files had been the same, but she was able to get into those ones easily. 'The password must be from this time. Think Ruia, what would Raya use that no one would think of.'
She tried a bunch of words with little success. Then her eyes settled on the telephone. 'Hockey, of course. But it has to be more than that.' Ruia closed her eyes tightly, trying desperately to recall something, anything. And then she saw it. She was sitting in the stands next to a woman. In front of her was a large sheet of ice, with several men skating around. The word on the jersey was plain as day. Icers.
'That's it. It has to be.' She typed the word in and to her relief, the file open. Inside was several other files, named after the months and then the year. Grinning, she opened the latest file.
24 April 2002
My last day in America. It is kinda of funny, I know I will miss this place deeply, but at the same time, I know I have to go. Not only to escape from the siblings, but also to learn the truth. I have to know. I thought I was strong enough to ignore my feelings, but I guess true love is too strong of an emotion. But at the same time, I can help but laugh at myself. I mean, come on, my husband alive? It must be a joke, some cruel twist of fate. But the picture I saw, the feelings I have, they are just too vibrant to ignore. I pray to Ra that they are right though. Not only to save my sanity, but also to save the future. I need help, the siblings must be stopped at all costs. I can't do it alone.
Alone, there is a funny word. It has so many meanings. But the strangest one is not with another presence. I find that most perculiar, because in my mind you are never truly alone, that someone is always watching over you, just like dad and Yugioh are doing for me, or so I had hoped. But then, I saw the pictures, my King, my friend, and my husband. I didn't want to believe it at first, but the resemblance was unnerving, the hair was even the same!
But, would our love be the same? Of course, I was assuming that this was indeed my husband, laughable I know. They say true love never dies, I know mine had not, but could ours last for a millenina? I wasn't sure. But I heard a song on the radio a few days back by an American singer, Jennifer Lopez. Her song really made me think about the though of my husband being alive. "It seemed to be the perfect thing for you and me. It's so ironic you're what I had picture you to be. But there are facts in our lives we can never change. Just tell me that you understand and that you feel the same. This perfect romance that I created in my mind. I'd live a thousand lives each one with you right by my side. But yet we find ourselves in a less then perfect circumstance. And it seems like we'll never have the chance."
Yeah, that sounds like our relationship. Maybe this time, I shouldn't even try. Act like I don't love him, to save both of us.
30 April 2002
Alright, shoot me. I've been here a week and I haven't accomplished anything, from unpacking to starting my mission. Sigh, such is the life of Raya Walker - Motou. Okay diary, between me and you, it is Walker - Motou. The world can't know that, and sometimes I wonder why I still consider myself a Motou anyway. Father kicked me out of the family, but yet, I can't seem to drop the name. I guess you can say I have forgiven him, but the pain is still there.
I seem to suffering from a bout of depression lately. I miss my family in America, I miss Father, and I miss my friends and husband back in Egypt. It took me a while to figure out why I was feeling the way I did, and then it occurred to me. Happy Anniversary. One year ago, I arrived in America from Ancient Egypt. One year ago, all the trouble ended and began. I have to wonder though, when will it total end. Or will it ever? I don't know. I do know however that I start school tomorrow. Already, I am one month behind. Sigh, as if dealing with the siblings wasn't enough, I have enough homework to last me a life time!
8 May 2002
Wow, has things really explode. The siblings have followed. Yugioh is alive, now called Yami. Yes, I still love him, yes he still loves me. Anzu is here too, but now is called Tea. She doesn't remember Egypt, but that is okay. She is still the same person I knew then, even if she doesn't remember her past life. Setto, Bakura, Honda, and Jou are here too. I never imagine that I would find so much help here. Never did I think that I could be this happy again either. Nothing can bring me down, NOTHING! Satire and Jarha won't know what hit them when they meet up us again.
10 May 2002
My father alive, here in Domino City. My son…Yugi is alive. Father saved him. I have a son again.
Ruia readed that last entry over and over again. It was no more that 4 small sentences, but the meaning was clear. She had a son. Who was the father though? 'No, it couldn't be. That is insane. But the other's did say I was a Queen, didn't they? I must be losing it. There is no possible way, I was just a commoner, not royalty. I never could have married Yami.'
A knock at the door jolted Ruia from her thoughts. Quickly she moved to anwser the door. Standing there was Yami. His blue coat waved in the wind, tossing about his blond hair. Ruia stared at him. 'Could it really be?' Before he could speak, Ruia collapsed against him in tears. "Please Yami, tell me. Did we have a son together?"
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Yami wrapped his arms around Ruia's waist and pulled her closer to him. 'How do I tell the woman I love, that we had a son together, that he is now missing, and she can not help?'
Ruia raised her face towards Yami's. She could sense the discomfort in him from her question. "Yami, please. I have to know the truth. Don't hide this from me."
"Ruia, what is the last thing you recall? You're most recent memory. Humor me, please. I promise, I will answer your question."
"Okay." she answered, a bit confused at how this was going to answer her question. "Anzu and I were sitting outside of her home, near that little rock garden of hers. We were discussing our current situation. She knew that I loved you, but wondered how things could ever work out. I was asking myself the very same questions. But I told her that I believe that true love could win in any situations. That some how we could be together, maybe not in this life time, but another. For I knew you could never marry a commoner. It would bring dishonor to your good name. And neither one of us could do that. But deep down, I still clung to some hope that the gods would somehow allow it. Foolish I know."
"But it wasn't foolish at all Ruia. We did marry."
For a brief second, Ruia's heart forgot to beat. "What? How, we couldn't. There is no possible way, unless. Oh no."
Yami nodded. "Unless you were pregnant."
Ruia felt weak in the knees. "But…" Dimly she felt herself slumming down to the ground. Luckily, she was still being held by Yami, who guided her safely to the ground.
"Ruia? Are you okay?" His purple eyes held a touch of concern and panic to them. Ruia had to smile. Those were two traits rarely seen in her King.
"Sorry, all of this is just so overwhelming. I'll be alright in a moment."
"Maybe we should go inside, I have something to show you."
"Alright."
Yami helped Ruia to stand and lead her inside. He was astonished to see Raya's computer up and running, not to mention files open. "You're remembering?"
Ruia grinned. "Some things. Like I think that contraption is called a computer. Plus, when I was talking to Mama Isabelle, I remembered certain things, like my brother's hockey game and what classes I took here."
"Slowly, things are coming back then." Yami mused.
"Slowly being the key word. And never are the things related. So to me, it is still just a jumbled mess in my head. Now what do you want to show me?"
"Something that may help ease some of that jumble." Yami sat down at the computer and pulled up her father's website. "Read this."
Tears streamed down her face as Ruia read. Yami's heart ached, not only at the fact that his wife couldn't remember anything about their son, or future, but also for Yugi too. He couldn't imagine what his light was going through. He tried to reach Yugi telepathically, but once again, the link went unestablished.
"Dad kicked me out?"
"He did, but rememeber our customs. He had to, but he regretted that decision with all of his heart. Just hours before you lost your memory, you told your father that he understood why he did what he did."
"Where is our son now? I'd like to see him, maybe that would help me remember."
"That can't be arranged."
"Why not? I have a right to see my son Yugioh."
"It's not like that Ruia, he was kidnapped, by the same people we told you about at Seto's. They are holding him hostage until you and I get there. But we can't go. Well, not you at least. You have to remember first."
"Why? Why can I not help now?"
"You have mystical abilities, do you not?"
"Yes, you were trying to help control them."
"Right, but after we married, you learned total control. I can not send you to face Satire and Jarha with untrained abilities. It isn't safe for you or Yugi."
"But it is my son, we can't leave him there."
"We're not. I would never do that. But Ruia, you have to understand this. The siblings fear Raya, not Ruia. We need you to remember your future."
"I'm trying, believe me I am."
Yami sighed. "I know you are and I am sorry that I snapped. But time is a very precious thing right now, and I am afraid the longer we wait, the harder it will be to save our son."
Ruia stood. "Then teach me. Teach me to be Raya again."
"How do I do that?"
Ruia grinned. "Easy silly. Get the others, you're going to show me what Raya was like."
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Darkness. That was all Yugi could see. He couldn't tell where he was. He arms ached; they had been in the same position that Satire had put them. Chained right above his head. How long had they been like that? Hours? Days? Weeks? 'No, it hasn't been that long. Yami and Raya would have come. I know they are going to save me.'
"Foolish child. You're parents are not coming for you. They don't care about you. Your friends are glad to be rid of you."
"That's not true Satire! They do love me. You'll see, Yami will save me. Just you wait."
Satire laughed and knelt down next to the small boy. She held a candle close to his face. Bruise were forming around his mouth and eyes. She had promised her brother she wouldn't kill the young heir, but still she had to have her fun. "Such power you yield. I do wish my brother would just let me kill you here and now."
Yugi gulped, but his eyes shown with determination. "Coward. By killing me, you show that you are nothing but a coward."
Screaming in rage, Satire slapped the boy across his face. "I would keep my mouth closed on issues that do not concern you boy."
"My life does concern me. Mom was right, you are dumb."
"You're mother is one to talk. She is a worthless human being, concerned for nothing but herself. She's a tramp and liar. Why else would she leave her son here to die?"
"Do not talk about Raya like that. She is not you. And she and Yami are going to save me."
"Then why aren't they here yet? It has been a few hours now. Wanna know why? Because they do not love you. You were always a bother Yugi Motou. You don't even know how to control your own abilities. How much do you want to beat that they are glad you are gone. Relieved that they don't have to care for a worthless boy like you anymore."
"Stop it, it isn't true."
Satire laughed. "So young, so delusional." She reached in the pocket of her skirt, pulling out a sharp object.
Yugi gasped.
"So, you do remember my knife. I'm touched. You were saved once, by your magic, but now that your toy is gone, things are going to be a little different."
Yugi glanced down at where his puzzle should have been. It felt so wrong not to have it hanging there. But Jarha had taken it. And without it, Yugi couldn't link to Yami or control his abilities.
"That's right." Satire anwswerd, as if reading his thoughts once again. "The puzzle is like a training device. It helps you to use and aid with your powers until you were able to control them on your own. Without it, you are nothing." Gently, she place the knife to Yugi's cheek, slowly pushing inward.
Yugi tried to squirm away, but he was trapped, alone with Satire.
Blood trickled out of the new cut. Satire removed the knife and placed it back into her pocket. She pushed back the hair on Yugi's forehead. "In due time boy." Laughing she stood.
Yugi watched as the Satire left, taking the only source of light with her. Yugi sighed and then gasped when something lodged into the wall next to him. Carefully, he laid his hurt cheek against the object. In the next moment, Yugi felt sick, truly sick. Just millimeters from his head, was Satire's knife.
'Oh Yami, please hurry, I don't know how much longer I can take Jarha's badgering or Satire's abuse. Please father, hurry."
Curling his legs up to his body, Yugi managed to make a small ball. Crying softly to himself, he wondered how he was ever going to get out of this one.
Anya: Kris, are our bags packed?
Kris: Yup, this the chaper were the readers threaten to kill you?
Anya: Most likely. If we hurry, I think we can make it to the border before they do.
Kris: Way ahead of you.
Anya: Sorry everyone, I had to write it, I couldn't just let them have Yugi and not have them do anything. So I apolgise in advance. Quick Kris, to the car!