Disclaimer : I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. Curses.

Notes : This is a relatively AU story, yaoi and a bit of yuri. J/S, YY/Y, B/M, a little Mai/Sh. This story contains violence to a good degree. Would be picking up after Battle City basically, along those lines.

Summary : Semi-AU. It would seem Jonouchi will have a greater role to play in the resurfacing of the past memories, though it doesn't bode well for Yami. Violence, obsene language later, maybe lemon, depends. Yaoi, J/S, YY/Y, B/M, O/DR.

| …| Hikari speech, || …|| Yami speech, :…: A person's thoughts, (…) Flashbacks and/or dreams as Adultfanfiction.net has a thing for not keeping the italicizing half the time.

Legend of Red Eyes

Part 5

By Reppa

(There was a dull pain in the back of his neck, causing him to stir under the silk sheets. The pain was also throbbing in his temples. As he moved his fingers, they grazed against the thick, cold surface of an object. Lifting his head to look, he saw a large gold goblet tipped on the stone floor, cherry red juice spilt around and dripping down the side of the three foot sunken round bed in the midst of the floor.

He rose a little more, looking around his surroundings in surprise. This was nothing like his bedroom. Tapestries hung on the walls and there were golden gilded furniture about, long, tapering curtains swishing from the slow breeze of the open balcony doors. Armor and weapons racks lined the walls. Outside the sky was filled to the brink with twinkling stars, nothing like he'd ever seen from living in the city. The room was dimly lit by candles and a few torches.

His hands combed over the edge on the ledge before they wandered down to glide over the deep crimson red silk that was wrapped around him. On further inspection as he began pulling the cloth away, he saw his frame was naked underneath. Taking a deep breath, he pulled the blankets back about himself, chewing his lower lip as he looked around. He puzzled on whether this was his room in any sense or if he was in someone else's. How he hoped he was in his own.

For a moment, he rubbed his forehead as he tried to see if he could remember anything he could have done prior to his waking. But he was coming up with a blank. His eyes flicked over to the side at a pile of cloth nearby. Slowly, he reached out and pulled it open, seeing they were robes. Giving a shrug, he pulled himself from under the blankets and quickly dressed, or at the least figured how to. There was less to the cloth than he had thought there was. A shoulder set with a flowing cape and the rest of the cloth hung from his hips as robes did. For some strange reason, the clothing looked familiar.

Now that he was clothed, or at the least close to it, he was mobile about the room. He paced towards the large table off to the side, the top littered with maps and parchments. The papers were of some different material then what he could recognize and it looked like there were…were those hieroglyphics? Unsure, he pushed the parchments around to look them over, unaware as the chamber door lazily swung open and someone soon joined his company.

"My, you're up? I'd have figured after all that, you'd be exhausted. Quite late don't you think?"

His eyes widened slightly at the sultry voice behind him. Turning around slowly wearily, he stopped as branding hot hands came to lay themselves on his shoulders, causing him to tense reflexively. The stranger let out a low chuckle, fingers flexing against his skin as he spoke up in a deep voice like the one he had used moments ago, "Now, now, don't act like I'm going to hurt you, love…")

Seto jerked his head up, azure eyes wide as he looked from side to side wildly. The brunette had fallen asleep at his desk and he was relieved he saw that he was still in his personal office. He let out a soft groan, rubbing his temples, he had a splitting headache and he wasn't sure why. Most of all, he wasn't sure as to why he had that dream, if it was a dream since it was so strangely realistic. He figured he didn't want to know, Seto figured if he did, he'd have to speak to Yami, then Isis and she was the last person he wanted to see at the moment.

That was due to the episode that occurred earlier in the night. Because of that, he vowed to himself he wasn't ever going to a museum again let alone have Mokuba go. Educational or not, that was not happening again. But at least that night had one good thing going for it. Jonouchi. The corners of his lips twitched as he thought back to the compliment he had gotten and then the blond shielding both him and Mokuba. He gave the other credit for that, he did.

As for his brother, at least the event had little to no effect on him thankfully. That got him to appreciate the desensitizing effect movies and games had on kids these days. Besides, the boy probably thought it fun or something of the sort, though Mokuba was a bit worried for his older brother's sake.

The brunette stood up, pausing for a moment to see what time it was. It was of little wonder he was so tired, it was two in the morning. "I need to cease with burning the oil so late…"

~*~

"So, did anyone have any trouble sleeping since Saturday?" Otogi goaded, smirking broadly. After the weekend came to a close, they were back at school.

As it seemed, no one had been too traumatized, but the events that had transpired that night did seem to have taken some sort of effect on a few people. In Yugi's opinion, aside from Kaiba, Jonouchi was acting a little weird. He seemed in a daze on occasion. And it seemed Ryuuzaki wasn't going to go anywhere near them for a while. And Bakura seemed to be scheming once more. What he was scheming, the small boy didn't want to know, it always proved to be something troublesome that usually backfired on the tomb robber.

"I slept fine, though I think Yami's roaming more at night. I guess he's eager to know just what happened and what it was all about." The tri-color haired boy replied, short legs swinging back and forth over the edge of the picnic table before the school. Himself and his friends were hanging around, waiting for the bell to ring, the signal to the start of another routine school day.

Isis had told them she wanted them to return after school, or at the least, that Yami came back. Despite the fact that the greater item of the artifacts was swept up by a sweeper in pieces that night, she still had information to depart to them. Vital information so it seemed.

Though his Pharaoh friend wanted to go back regardless of what happened, Yugi was somewhat skeptical of going. He had thought his heart was going to pound out of his chest since he had been so worried and scared while Yami and the others were trapped in the hall. He was just grateful everyone made it out with nearly no scratches.

But he noted it wasn't really his decision entirely as they filed inside. If Yami felt he had to go, he wasn't going to stop him nor let him go alone, especially after what happened. As the last bell sounded off, they were inside their respective classes. He didn't want to be sitting in class, he really wanted to be back home with Yami, who was probably holed up in the bedroom rereading his limited selection of books. The small boy knew he had to get some more or the Pharaoh would start getting antsy, he'd see about checking out some library books later on since he couldn't pay for more.

His round eyes looked up for a moment to glance at his best friend who was sprawled in his chair as the lazy goof off he was famous for. Shaking his head, the boy then looked Kaiba's way, the CEO sitting up, reading as always. He didn't look as stern and poised as he usually did, though he certainly looked tired as he reached a hand behind his head and back under his uniform collar to rub just along his neck. Part of him wondered if the other was having trouble sleeping, but he decided he wouldn't ask, he didn't want Kaiba snapping at him to mind his business.

While Yugi was glancing around in his spare time, Seto slowly sat the book down, taking his own turn to look at the others in the room. It wasn't as if he hadn't read the book he had before. His main points of focus were Yugi and Jonouchi. He eyed the tri-color haired boy with the frown slightly darkening some, he still had to best him in Duel Monsters once more, or at the least beat Yami. One of the two, whoever was first. Then he looked to the blond, his slanted eyes squinted slightly as he shook his head in disdain at the way the boy sat at his desk. :It's a wonder he doesn't have some sort of back problem…And he has no sense of dignity, sitting like a fat mutt in the sun.:

His brows twitched a little, watching him shift with an audible grunt. After watching him for a little while longer, the brunette looked away to turn his attention back down to his desk top, one finger idly running along the spine of the book. Whatever the teacher was discussing, he wasn't paying attention to, not that it wasn't anything he didn't already know. The only reason he came was because legally, he had to. Oh well.

~*~

"I don't know about you, but I sure as hell ain't going back…" Jonouchi pointed out with a grunt, ignoring the pouting face Yugi aimed his way. That only worked in special cases and this wasn't one of them. His back was still a little sore from the wounds he had gotten from their last visit and he wasn't ready to get a brand new set. Shaking his head, he leaned back with crossed arms, "I ain't going back to become mincemeat. No way."

"You won't become mincemeat, Jou…" The smaller boy whined back at him, the pout still in place. The two of them seated in the Kame Game Shop and having a small duel together under the Suguroku's watchful eye. "Come with the two of us to the Museum later on, I swear on my deck that nothing bad is going to happen. Please?"

He was given a skeptical look from his blond friend which lingered for a moment as if he pondered it over before he actually said anything, "Give me booster packs for Curse of Anubis, Pharaonic Guardian, and Struggle of Chaos* and I'll go." The taller teen grinned at him after that while Yugi laughed a little. That was something he could arrange actually as the smaller boy got up and retrieved said boosters from his Grandfather. Jonouchi nodded once he received the packs, "Okay, it's a deal. But if anything does happen, I'm gonna strangle Malik's sister."

Yugi chuckled again, shaking his head. As he watched the other open them for a look at what he had, the Pharaoh was making his way down the stairs behind the counter, eyeing the two of them lazily, "For someone who seemed so disinterested in going, you changed your mind quickly…"

"Yeah, yeah. Don't give me any grief, it isn't like I'm going to like it." The blond grunted back, carefully pocketing his new cards before he stood up. He grabbed his school packs before pointing his chin towards the door out, "Well, let's get going and get this over with. The sooner there, the sooner out."

Yugi and his yami nodded in return as they followed after him, the embodied spirit snorting lightly, "We sound so enthusiastic…"

"Shut up, Egypt boy."

End of Chapter 5

* The names of a few of the Japanese booster sets. They are, for those interested, Curse of Anubis, Pharaonic Guardian, Struggle of Chaos, Labyrinth of Nightmare, Magic Ruler, New Ruler, Pharaoh's Servant, Mask of Spell, Mythological Age, and Thousand Eyes Bible.