Blue Eyes: Thanks for the reviews everyone!! Sorry, but this chapter won't be very long.

Now for a question. One of my reviewers asked if there would be romance in this fic. I'm not really sure who it should be with, so please when you review could you add in a couple that you'd like to see. I'm open to yaoi, but I'll have to decide whether or not I'll like the couple (or whether it'll work with the story) before adding it in.

Disclaimer: I own all my story ideas, but that's all . . . so far. I'm working on a way to capture the Yu-gi-oh characters and bring them home with me, but it's a secret, please don't tell anyone.

Chapter 2

Seto strode away from the dining hall, cursing silently as he went. Why had he blown up like that in there, completely forgetting all idea of decorum and confessing what he'd been feeling for that past two months to a room full of numbskulls like Wheeler? It simply wasn't like him, which, he knew, was exactly the point. He hadn't been himself for months, and it was only getting worse as time went on. He needed to get some answers . . . fast, before these unanswered questions drove him completely insane. That, of course, was why he'd gone to Yugi in the first place. He'd been so desperate for the answers to the riddles of his past that he was willing to go to his chief rival, of this life and of his last, for help. But now it seemed that it would be Marik, not Yami Yugi who would be able to help him. He had knowledge of the past.

He had the Millennium Rod.

Seto couldn't understand why, but he felt a strange connection to that Item, the same kind he'd always felt for his Blue Eyes (not me sillies). It was as though he had once held it in his own hands.

Ever since Seto had become a victim of Pegasus's Millennium Eye back in Duelist Kingdom he had closed his mind to the possibility of magic completely. While one would assume living for days in the Shadow Realm would make you a true believer almost instantly, he'd instead denied the idea, concluding that it had all been mind tricks. The horrors he'd encountered in that Hell of a solitude were too much . . . he still had nightmares about it on the rare occasions that he didn't dream of Egypt.

Denying it had ever happened had been much easier than admitting that it had, but his time was up. He was sick of hiding from magic, hiding from what lay right before his eyes. And if to remember his ancient past meant making a deal with Marik then he was prepared to do it . . . as long as the price wasn't too high.

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Slowly Joey rose to his feet, glancing from Yugi to Tea to Tristan as he did. Mokuba and Serenity were sitting at the long table in the middle of the room looking rather nervous, and Duke, though not fully in on all of the ancient aspects of the Duel Monsters game, knew enough to mostly catch on. He poked Tristan in the side and looked at him questioningly, so Tristan leaned over and began to explain quietly all that Kaiba had meant by what he'd just said.

After a moment Mokuba looked to Serenity and murmured just loud enough for Joey to hear,

"I don't know, but I'm going to find out."

Then he stood and crossed the room to hurry out the room after his brother. The rest, in silent agreement, moved over to sit at the table. There was no noise for a moment, except for Tristan who was still muttering to Duke, who looked at a complete loss.

"So . . ." Joey suggested after a long moment, "How about some food?"

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"Seto, wait!" I hurry after my brother, who's moving down the hallway ahead at what seems to be an impossible stride. He doesn't seem to hear me, or if he does he ignores me for his pace doesn't slow. I break into a run.

"Hey, Seto!" His pace slackens, but he doesn't look back. Luckily, he's now moving slow enough for me to catch up to him, and I do after another moment, then slow to match his stride. He doesn't look down at me, he seems to be busy fuming to himself, so I ask cautiously,

"What's going on?" At first I don't think he'll answer, but then he sighs.

"It's nothing Mokuba." I move in front of him to block him off, and he pauses grudgingly, crossing his arms. I do alike.

"It is something if it means that you're going to make some kind of deal with Marik." My voice softens. "And it's something if you're not alright Big Brother. We used to tell each other everything Seto. Won't you tell me what's wrong?"

Seto looks incredibly sad for a moment, and his hand moves to finger the card necklace he wears around his neck.

"Many things have changed Mokuba. There are some things in my life that you couldn't understand . . . that not even I understand. I don't want you involved with it."

I look to the floor and scuffle at a pebble that came from who knows where with my toe. Seto doesn't want me involved in his life?

"Why?"

He leans over and looks me in the eye.

"Because it could be dangerous, and I don't want to see you getting hurt."

He looks into my eyes for a moment, swirling emotions clouding his own. I never see why people say that my brother's eyes are cold. They might be when he looks at them I suppose, but whenever they look at me he lets his walls down, and I see sorrow, regret, anger, and pain within them. But he stands up strait once more, and I understand why they say that. Immediately my brother is gone, the shields are back up, and Mr. Kaiba, CEO of KaibaCorp and duelist extraordinaire stands before me. He smirks slightly, and I suppress a small shiver.

"I need the answers that Marik holds. Ones who do not remember the past are doomed to repeat it, and I have feeling that my end in ancient times was not a pleasant one." His shields crack, and for a split second his cold eyes show a glint of fear, which is immediately hidden behind walls of ice.

"It's not something I wish to repeat."

"Can't you talk to Yugi?" I ask hesitantly. "He seems to know an awful lot about that stuff."

Seto turns away abruptly as I mention Yugi's name.

"Yugi is my enemy, I cannot get aid from him."

I step forward.

"Seto, aren't you taking your dueling rivalry a bit far? Yugi isn't an enemy."

I can see Seto's head shake slightly.

"It's not that Mokuba. I can't get help from someone I'm destined to battle."

"You've never believed in destiny." I murmur.

Seto begins to walk away.

"Maybe I'm starting to." He begins to move quickly down the hallway once more.

I sigh, I can't talk to him anymore right now. Turning, I begin to make my way in the opposite direction when I freeze, and swivel around. Sometimes Seto is just too smart for his own good.

During our conversation he turned us both around so that he was heading back the way we'd both come, away from his room, and towards Marik's.

"I hope you really know what you're doing Big Brother."

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TBC

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Blue Eyes: So, that was chappie 2. Like I said, incredibly short. I'd write more, but I think this is a good ending point, next chapter will be about Seto's past and about Marik. Anyway, I've got to go, I'm watching 'Charmed' tonight, giving it one last chance before I ditch the show entirely. It used to be so good . . . *sigh* oh well, if tonight's sucks then it'll be gone forever. Anyway, back to Yu-gi-oh, I for one loved Saturday's episode!!!!! It's so awesome, the whole dueling for each other's souls thing needed a little break, so now their dueling for their bodies. And I loved the new song!!! Can't wait 'til next Saturday (which by the way, is probably when I'll update next . . . if anyone's reading that is. Know the best way to let me know that you're reading? Review!!)