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"The Pharaoh was the one who beat him last time," Sorcerer told Seto. "And we need his power again. So let's go pay him a visit." Seto shook his head.

"We don't need his…"

"Do you want Saya to die?!" he asked, watching Seto's eye narrow. "You don't know Bakura like I do! He'll kill her!"

"She is NOT going to die!" Sorcerer looked over at Koujo. Her eyes were ablaze with anger as she looked back at him. "With or without my father's help, she will NOT DIE!" Sorcerer's eyes narrowed. He knew that Koujo was ashamed to face Yami after her told her to no longer call him "Dad." But, frankly, he didn't care.

"I don't care about your little vendetta with your father, Koujo! We need his help, like it or not!"

"MY LITTLE VENDETTA?!" Koujo yelled at him. "I didn't kill him!" Sorcerer glared at her and she glared right back.

"You're right," he said, his eyes meeting Koujo's. "I did kill him. I slaughtered him. I watched him die. I killed the only person who really did understand me." His eyes stayed connected with Koujo's, watching her try not to fall apart. He knew she didn't hate Yami. He just needed her to know that too.

"Seto, stop," Jou said. "Don't…" Sorcerer ignored him.

"Do I regret it?" he asked. "At times like this, yes. We need his help and he hates me." Tears slipped from Koujo's eyes, but he didn't let up. "Whether you like it or not, I'm going to go ask for his help. So, grow up."

"Seto stop it!" cried Jou. "You've said enough!"

"No!" Sorcerer yelled at him. "She needs to understand! You can't face off against the enemy until you know what you're dealing with! He WILL kill her if you don't act fast!" Koujo hung her head, ashamed.

"Ra damn it," Jou yelled back. "She's just a child!"

"SHE IS NOT A CHILD!" Sorcerer glared at Jou, trying to hold back the urge to kill him. "Her father was fourteen when he took the damned throne! He lived through HELL, damn it! She can surely live through this!"

"That's different," Jou said. "Men are expected..."

"Don't give me that bullshit." Sorcerer pointed at Koujo. "She can kick your ass, AND Bakura's ass, woman or not and you know it."

"You're right…" Everyone looked over at Koujo. She looked up at Sorcerer, a cold look in her eyes. Sorcerer couldn't help but think how much she looked like her father. "I can kick his ass," she continued. "And that's just what I'm going to do... as soon as we get my father."

Sorcerer teleported himself, Jou and Koujo to the Kame Game shop. It took a bit to convince Seto and Mokuba not to come along… well, then again, a crack over the head with Sorcerer's staff was enough to convince anyone. Mokuba, after seeing Seto get knocked out, didn't argue. Jou looked at the place confused.

"Where are we?" he asked. Koujo let out a chuckle.

"My father's kingdom." Sorcerer snorted, but gave a nod.

"All right, where is he..." His eyes landed on the stairs. "Ah..." Koujo shook her head.

"You realize if you go up their first, he'll freak?" Sorcerer shrugged.

"I'm used to it." He headed up the stairs, Koujo and Jou on his heals.

Yami had been watching out the window, staring at the stars when he heard the noise coming from the stairs. His eyes narrowed as he used his Shadow magic to assume a body of his own. Yugi was asleep in his bed, unaware of what might happen next.

"Pharaoh?" Yami cocked an eyebrow.

"Koujo?" he asked, not opening the door. "Who else is there?" a different voice answered him.

"The devil himself, why?" Yami groaned- Sorcerer.

"Please open up," Koujo pleaded. Yami sighed and opened the door. He could see Koujo's eyes dancing in the moonlight. "I… I'm not good at this, so I'm only saying it once." She looked down at the floor. I need your help, Pharaoh."

"With what?" Yami asked coolly, figuring that he was being guilted into something over the Saya Mind Crush ordeal.

"Let me put it this way," Sorcerer said, sensing the tension between Koujo and Yami. "We need you to play a Shadow Game against the tomb robber." Yami's eyes widened.

"What?"

"He took Saya," Koujo said softly. Before anyone could stop her, she got down on one knee, still looking at the floor. "Please, Pharaoh... I need your help... I have to get her back…" Jou's eyes widened.

Koujo, get up! he exclaimed He's your father for god's sake!

No, she replied. The day he died... was the day he stopped being my father. I must accept this. Yami chuckled.

"If I were the Pharaoh," he said with a grin. "I would've made Kaiba do that a long time ago." He pulled her to her feet, but Koujo said nothing, continuing to look down at the floor. Yami sighed, gently lifting her chin. Her eyes were now level with his, but they still looked down. "I'm not that terrifying. You don't need to look away."

"You are my Pharaoh," Koujo said softly, respectfully. "You are to be treated as such." Yami felt his heart shatter. He didn't know why, but it broke having her treat him like this. Had he made such a big mistake when he asked not to be called "Dad" anymore? Was that what was killing him slowly? Whatever it was, Jou could see the pain on his face, even if no one else could.

Koujo stop this…

No! Jou. I can't hold on to the past any longer.

"No matter," she thought. "No matter how it breaks my heart..."

"Stop trying to be who you aren't." Koujo's eyes finally looked into Yami's when he said that. Both were amazed to see reflections of themselves, not images, but feelings. Hurt, anger… pain. "You aren't a peasant," Yami continued. "Or a slave, or whatever the hell the lowest rung on the ladder was in Egypt. You are a princess, correct?" Koujo nodded. "So then act like one. I am told I still act like the Pharaoh I used to be. So what gives you the right to disappoint me?" His arms crossed, his eyes dancing. I don't need a peasant, Koujo. I need a princess." Koujo bowed, respectfully.

"Yes, my Pharaoh." Sorcerer rolled his eyes.

"We're wasting time," he said sternly. Yami nodded, but before he could say a word, Jou spoke up.

"Pharaoh, do me a favor." Yami looked over at Jou, questioningly. Jou pointed at Koujo. "Order her to fucking act normal." Yami looked over at Koujo, who was trying to hold in her laughter. He smiled.

"All right. What he said." Koujo looked at him, crossed her arms in front of her and narrowed her eyes.

"Shove it up your ass." Everyone stared at her in disbelief. "What?" she asked, a Yami-like smirk on her face. "You said normal." Yami smiled.

"And you didn't disappoint me." Koujo smiled back.

"Never have."