DZ: Yay...

Jou: That sounded bland...Are you getting tired of this fic?

DZ: Me? No! I love this to death... -_-;; No pun intended...

Seto: It would have been lame anyways...

DZ: Aoshi!!!

Jou: What?

DZ: *points to Seto* It's Aoshi Shinomori!!! What are you doing here Aoshi-sama?!

Seto: -_-;; I wish she'd stop doing that.

DZ: *with hearts in her eyes* Aoshi-sama...

Jou: Hmm...this is creepy, yet interestingly funny...

DZ: *starts to drool*

Jou: Or annoying...I better get the stun gun. On with the fic.

Ryou: I guess I'll do the disclaimer. DZ no own Yu-Gi-Oh!, come to think of it, she doesn't own much of anything.

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Anticipation wracked Seto as he checked the clock for the eighth time in that hour. Two minutes to go before school's out. He had been waiting for the whole day. Ever since Ryou told him yesterday that they would be able to perform the summoning spell today. He had things to ask the boy. Seto closed his eyes, he had been thinking what to say to the boy. He needed to apologize, and that would be very hard to do.

DING

The sound of the last day's bell was music to Seto's ears. Finally. He looked over to where Yugi sat. He waited for him to finish packing his supplies by the door. Ryou was in another class, so they waited for him too. When everyone was ready they made their way to the park.

"Is Yami going to be there?" Ryou asked Yugi.

"Yeah, he said he'll meet us at the park. His school lets out before us, so he'll already be there."

The rest of the way towards the park was silent. Ryou recounted the spell in his head. It was a simple spell that can be done anywhere. It must have been what those Hunters used to track down their target ghost. They probably didn't count on the other ghost being close to him. But if the spell worked the way Ryou hoped it would turn out, the mystery ghost would finally be revealed.

Yugi was a bit anxious and excited. He'd never met a real ghost before. He really didn't think about them until now, but he believed Ryou, so ghosts must be real. He can remember stories that his grandfather used to scare him with. But what if those stories were real and it turns out that the ghost was a meanie that came to haunt Seto to death? Yugi shuddered a bit. His grandfather's story was getting to him. Besides, Ryou and Yami were there to protect Seto, so he shouldn't worry.

"Seto, can you remember the spot you last saw the ghost?" Ryou asked as they walked along. Seto nodded. "Good, we should cast the spell there. Oh and here."

Ryou handed Seto and Yugi a black leather string with a slight bluish crystal strung on it. "It's a charm so you can see the ghosts. Well, Seto might not need it, but if it's not the ghost we want, you'll still be able to see them."

"Oh there's Yami." Yugi ran to his look alike, who sat on a bench, as soon as they entered the park. He handed Yami the extra charm Ryou had given him and explained what it was for. Meanwhile Ryou looked at Seto questioningly and Seto beckoned to the others, leading them to the spot he saw the blonde ghost last.

As soon as they arrived at the clearing, Ryou began to set up with the others help. He began to outline a pentacle on the ground using a bluish white powder, and then he made everyone stand at a certain spot outside the pentacle.

"Ok, don't say anything while I chant. It's crucial for me to be heard. And don't move around too much. The points I fixed you at have to hold." Ryou said. "When you see the ghost let me speak with him first, unless it's the ghost that Seto knows. He'll probably acknowledge you first if that's the case."

"Is everyone ready?" After a nod from everyone, Ryou began a small soft chant in a language that was unintelligible to the others. A small breeze began to stir around the group and Ryou's voice seemed to get louder and louder, but not to the point of shouting.

Vaguely, Seto wondered if anyone would hear them and what might happen if they were to be seen. It was probably a sight to see with them standing around a pentacle and Ryou spouting something that sounded obscene in another language. At least to Seto, that's how it sounded. But before Seto could dwell anymore on his current thoughts, Ryou stopped chanting and looked at the middle of the pentacle expectantly.

There seemed to be a sudden movement in the air, and then something appeared. Seto blinked a few times, trying to figure out if what he saw was real. In the center of the pentacle, a boy that looked to be around eleven or twelve [1] stood there, blinking at them with a wary, guarded expression. He looked very familiar.

Before Ryou could speak, Yugi blurted, "Whoa...he looks like a green haired younger version of Seto."

It seemed, for Seto, like time stopped. The realization hit him as to why the boy looked familiar. Their appearance, almost mirror-like, tremendously surprised the everyone in the clearing.

Thoughts raced so fast in Seto's mind that he could hardly keep up with them. He was stark still, not moving, as if frozen. He could not stop staring at the boy in front of him. There was something about him...

No, don't It's not my fault he's dead Impudent brat Lock him in his room Don't give him food Stop crying, it's weak No, it's not my fault Nii-san, are you okay You must never show any emotions Emotions means weakness It hurts Please, stop Don't you touch Mokuba I'll kill you Why you -how dare you Kaiba Corp is now yours, Kaiba-san The Blue Eyes White Dragon I'm Yugi, that's Ryou and he's Jounouchi Call me Jou You want to duel Pathetic Amateur Hey, you mutt Don't think so, moneybags Who the hell do you think you are Hey, wait Don't Someone call the police It was a murder I'm sorry Sorry won't bring him back I'm doing this for Yugi, but I hope you can be happy too

Seto clutched his head, going down on his knees. What was happening to him? The thoughts that went so fast around his brain, it hurt to think. Who's memories are these? He didn't remember anything like this...or did he? What was happening? Why did it hurt so much?

I hope you can be happy too

And with that last thought, Seto's world turned into black.

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Dark lavender eyes snapped open. Pale pink lips curve into a small knowing smirk. He rose from his position off the chair. It seems the time has come to pay the Hunters a visit. It would prove beneficial for his plans to befriend them early on.

"It seems the catalyst has done it's job. The blue-eyed one's starting to reawaken." A deep voice behind him remarked. He nodded. "What shall be your nest step?"

"Currently, I'm going to where the Hunters are staying." He smiled, not even turning to the other. "I'm sure after the witch's interference, Bakura shall be ready to kill. I should go and suggest to lay low for a while."

"What would you like me to do?"

"I need you to find the Dealer. I still haven't found him in my book. I believe he's hiding, knowing I'll be calling after him."

"As you wish." The other left him, leaving to do his bidding.

"Soon enough." Was all he said to the empty room before leaving.

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Bakura grumbled, maintaining his balance as he almost tripped down the stairs. He set the heavy grocery bag down, taking a rest before picking them up again, and heading for his and Malik's apartment. He stopped at the door, kicking it hard twice to let his partner know he was home and waited for him to open the door.

Bakura frowned when Malik didn't open the door for him. He banged twice again, this time louder, yet still no answer. After a while, Bakura got fed up and put his baggage down, taking his key out of his pocket and opening the door. He walked, grabbing the groceries and setting them down on small counter in the kitchen. The apartment was quiet, which surprised Bakura, since it was usually filled with the sound of the television and Malik's constant laughing while watching soap operas. He went down the hall, stopping in front of Malik's door. He could hear murmuring and then some moans. Bakura quirked a brow and listened some more. The moaning was a bit louder, yet still muffled by the door.

"Who does he have in there?" Bakura said under his breath. A shriek tore through his musings and more moaning can be heard. Bakura grinned evilly. "Guess we'll just have to see."

He opened the door, expecting it to be unlocked. It was. But the sight before him wasn't one he expected. Malik sat on his bed, head thrown back in, what seemed to be ecstasy, while a tanned man sat opposite of him, holding his hand and playing with it. Or at least to Bakura, that was what he perceived it to be. He coughed to get their attention, but only the stranger looked up.

"Eh, why did you stop?" Malik ask the man. He looked up to see Bakura there and a cat like smile crossed his face. "Oh, Bakura. You're home."

"Yea, yea. Who's this? Your new toy?" Bakura said eyeing the man. His eyes widened a little bit as he realized that, besides the spiky hair and darker expression, this man could be Malik's twin.

Malik, still smiling clandestinely, crawled behind the man, and put an arm around his chest. "No, but don't we make a cute couple? And he knows my hand weakness, too."

Bakura rolled his eyes. "And so who is he?"

The man stood, just an inch taller than Bakura, and extended his hand, his dark lavender eyes, sparkling with something, "Call me Ishtar."

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DZ: Whoo! I got unlazy and finished le chapter! I'm sorry for all those who have been waiting. Some wanna maim/lynch/flog/do bodily harm to me.

Jou: Anyways, why wasn't I on this one?

DZ: Coz I wanted to, anyways, eh, the dark stranger is revealed. Told ya it was a bit cliche. I think I just opened up a lot of questions here, ne? Oh well. Anyways, here's teh review replies.

Devilkid: ^_^ "Sore wa himitsu desu" means that's a secret or something of that manner. And your not annoying! I love yer reviews! Thanks!

Krazy Kazuko: Wow, your the only one that caught that. And yea, that was from HP. Just because I wanted to be cute and disturbing at the same time! ^_^

DarkOpalDragon: Meh, Ry-chan, do we have Spanish homework? It's all blurry at 2 in the morning, so yea...

summer psycho: Oh! Sorry, didn't mean to offend you! I meant it as a kinda a general term, coz your tone (damn LA teacher) seemed demanding. Ah thanks!

Jane Silver: LOL, yep, something like that.

DaughterofDeath: I added one! So here!

Ranma Higurashi: Geh, I didn't see this review. I'm sorry! All the players have been taken ever since the posting of chapter five.

Kitsune Hashiba: Meh, come to think of it, I think the RP died. Must liven it up.

dragon_lover_ryushi: I'm sorry, hope ya like this one too!

Blue Lagoon Loon: Sadistic...hehe, jk. I like to torture people because...it's fun? LOL, jk. You must update yer fics, too. But I shouldn't preach, coz I'm a lazy person and don't update either. Ok going now.

DZ: Anyways, I know I should speed it up. I will. Gonna cut out some things planned and just get on with it! Try to update by next week, although it's doubtful, since the first football game is next week. Anyways, Ciao!