Author's Notes: Hey look, I've updated. YAY! It's been a while. Yeh, so this chapter didn't take me a long time to write, but I hope you enjoy it. There's really not much to say.

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!

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Seto strode down the hallway, unnerved by his recent encounter with the Joker. He told himself that she was just a hallucination created by an overly tired mind, but only part of him believed it. It was far too real to be an illusion. Also, hallucinations were caused by deep thoughts and wild imaginations, and Seto was sorely lacking in those. The brunette quickened his pace down the hallway, wanting just to get home and take a long-awaited nap.

He was almost at the end of the hall when he saw something very odd. A man in a dog suit had just stepped out into the middle of the hall. Seto stopped for moment, studying the figure. He gasped, "Wheeler?"

The man turned to him, blonde bangs flying. No doubt about it, it was him. Seto felt almost relieved to see the boy, even though he had never been friends with him. In fact, he hated the blonde. But at this point he was happy to see any familiar face. But what was he doing in a dog suit? Seto couldn't figure it out. He approached Joey, who gazed at him with unrecognizing eyes. "What are you doing he-"

"Who are you!? Get away from me!"

Seto stared in surprise as Joey pushed him away and ran. But the moment of surprise passed quickly and the brunette was chasing after Joey, catching him effortlessly. But the blonde wouldn't go down without a fight. This infuriated Seto, who was used to people obeying him mindlessly. Nobody stood up to him, especially not this mutt!

The fight didn't last long. Seto was sitting on the blonde, holding the boy's arms down, breathing a little deeper than usual. His face looked placid, but his eyes told his true emotions. Over the years, Seto had trained himself not to wear his emotions on his sleeves. This had made him an enemy to reckon with; he was impossible to read. But his eyes never lied. He couldn't turn them into a mask like the rest of his body, no matter how hard he tried.

Joey was glaring at Seto with a mix of different emotions. He couldn't hide his emotions, nor did he try to. The brunette could plainly read hate, anger, and fear on the boy's handsome face. Seto relished in the Joey's fear for him. He felt a strange sense of power to have someone fear him. But nevertheless, there was that annoying side of him that said there was something wrong. Why, after all this time, would Joey suddenly fear Seto? And why had he yelled at him before, asking who he was? That really bothered the brunette. It just plain didn't make any sense. What the hell is going on? He studied the blondes face more closely and gasped. Joey's eyes weren't their usual chestnut, but a dark crimson! He jumped up, backing away from the boy, not bothering to hide his surprise.

"Who –what are you?" Seto yelled.

"I could ask you the same question!" The boy yelled back, irate. "Just what the fuck do you think you were doing back there, chasing me down like that?!"

 "Well why did you run?"

"Because I don't know you!" He yelled back. Seto was taken aback, but the boy didn't care. "How would you feel if some stranger came up to you, pretending they know you, and asked you what you were doing? Which, by the way, is none of your business!"

"But you do know me!" Seto said angrily, and a little afraid. He was beginning to think that he was losing it. "Or... at least I thought..."

The boy stared, backing away from the brunette almost imperceptibly. "I don't know what you're talking about, man. Just, just stay away from me!"

He turned and started running again.

"Please stop!" Seto cried, surprising even himself. He didn't know why, but he really wanted some company. As crazy as it seemed, the brunette was really beginning to believe that he really wasn't in Domino anymore; that, like the Joker said, he was in a place called Wonderland. This frightened Seto, and he really didn't want to be alone.

The boy stopped, turning to face the brunette once more. Seto started walking towards him, but the blonde stopped him.

"Don't come any closer!" He said, taking a few steps backwards. "If you have something to say, say it where you are!"

This is ridiculous... Seto thought. Why was he letting Joey push him around? Because it's not Joey! His brain screamed at him. Then who was he? Ask. Seto sighed, curiosity overcoming him. "Who are you?"

"I think the better question is: who are you?" The boy said. "You come in here, dressed like that, chasing me around, and you want to know who I am? Besides, I thought you knew who I was; you said you did."

I tried being nice. "Listen, you, I don't know what you're trying to pull, but you better – What's wrong with the way I dress? You're the one in a dog-suit!"

The boy was flabbergasted. "You're not from around here, are you?"

Seto didn't answer. He didn't rightfully know if he was 'from around here'. He still hadn't fully accepted that he was in a new world. The boy made small 'hmm' noise.

"You aren't," he said amazedly. There was a twinge of excitement in his voice when he spoke. "I knew it!"

Seto was taken aback. His mouth was open, but no words would come out. He didn't actually know what to say. The boy bounded up to him, examining the brunette with his dark red eyes. Seto cleared his throat, catching the blonde's attention. The boy was really excited. He was almost jumping.

"So does that mean," he paused, hardly daring to say it. He was speaking in a low voice, "you're from the...the other realm?"

Seto didn't say anything. It must be true... His brain was telling him. You're in a different world! As afraid as he was, he was also excited. He was in a whole new place. What would be awaiting him outside these walls? What sights were there to see? Would everybody else be like Joey; comically dressed and unable to recognize him? He felt a sickening pang in his stomach. Would Mokuba recognize him? Seto didn't think he could take it if his own little brother, his only light and joy, didn't know him.

The brunette pushed that thought aside, unable to take the pain that accompanied it. He turned his attention back to the blonde who was standing impatiently for an answer. Seto nodded. "I suppose I must be."

The boy jumped up and down crying 'I knew it!' I hardly shared his enthusiasm. After thinking of Mokuba, he had lost his desire to explore this realm. He waited for the boy to stop jumping and asked:

"Please, I must leave this place. Can you show me how?"

All excitement was gone from the boy. He was gazing solemnly at Seto, who felt a twinge of despair. What if there was no way to leave here? What if he was stuck in this world forever, never to see Mokuba again? He bit his lip, forcing back tears. He wouldn't accept that there was no way out. There had to be! If there was an entrance, there had to be an exit!

The boy saw Seto's despair. He knew what he had to do, though he knew it would be risky. He had to tell the brunette about her. He swallowed.

"There is one way..." He said softly. Seto's hope was suddenly restored. "But it may not work. You have to see the Queen of Spades."

Seto hopes dissipated. The Queen of Spades? He thought of that story he had heard when he was a child, when his parents were still alive. They had told him of a strange, fantastic world with a white rabbit, a tea party, a disappearing striped cat and the thing that stood out most in his mind: the Queen of Hearts. He remembered distinctly his mother crying 'Off with her head!' But these were just stories, nothing more. He doubted the Queen of Spades actually existed.

"Oh really?" He said sarcastically. "And she'll be able to send me back?"

The boy nodded, not noticing Seto's sarcasm. "She might have the power to do it. She is the most powerful of the Queens. But unfortunately she isn't the best tempered."

Seto snorted. "Oh, how terrible. Will she cut off my head if I get on her nerves?"

The boy shook his head. "No, she is not as bad as the Queen of Hearts. But you must be careful not to offend her!"

Seto turned away from the blonde. This is absurd! There was just no way any of this could be true. But what if it was? Maybe this puppy spoke the truth. Without turning around he asked, "What's your name?"

"Joey Wheeler."

Seto's heart skipped a beat. He was beginning to formulate a theory on this place. What if it was actually just like the real world, but backwards? Could this be a mirror world? It was possible. After all, he was in the school and it didn't look very different. And there was Joey who despite the red eyes looked exactly like the other one. Even the voice was the same. Did this world have everything that the other one had? Seto resolved to find out.

"My name is Seto Kaiba."

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End Notes: Well, that's chapter three. I didn't read it through cuz I got bored, but I hope you liked it. I wasn't actually going to end it that way, but I didn't really want to write any more and I can always just start the next chapter with what I was going to put in this one. So that's that.

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