Sarah: Sorry for the wait! Writer's block! Okay, before we start, just wanna let everyone know that the next few chapters are based on a couple chapters of the YGO Manga… my favorite ones! Enjoy!

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Seto knew for a fact that this time it wasn't Saya. Since he's started home schooling her, there had been less music of the Metallica persuasion played in the Kaiba household. At least not as loud.

"Saya," he called. "Was that Mokuba?" Saya came into the room, carrying Seto-Ryu and nodding her head.

"Yup it was, Sonkei," she told him, hugging Seto-ryu tight. Seto smiled- she now took that dumb dragon everywhere with her. Saya came over and sat down on the floor in front of Seto, placing her dragon in her lap. "He was muttering something about a stupid project for school." Seto sighed. He had offered to let Mokuba be home schooled as well, but the young boy refused- he liked being with his friends. Seto stood up, as did Saya. "Whatcha gonna do, Sonkei?"

"I'm gonna go talk to him," he said. "Do you have your school work done?" Saya nodded. "Why don't you play the Gamecube then?" Saya's eyes widened.

"I'm not grounded no more?!"

"Anymore," Seto corrected. "And no you're not. Go ahead and play." Saya nodded happily and ran to the living room to play. Seto watched her, smiling. "Doesn't take much to keep her happy…" He walked to Mokuba's room and knocked on the door.

"What?" Mokuba said, angrily.

"Mokuba, can I come in?"

"Yeah, whatever." Seto opened the door and went inside. Mokuba was sitting at his desk, hovered over a book.

"What's wrong?" Seto asked, sitting down on the bed. "Something happen in school today?" Mokuba looked at him.

"I have to do a report on Ancient Egypt," he said, annoyed. "Not the class, just me. And it's due the day after tomorrow!" Seto narrowed his eyes.

"Come on," he said. "Get your shoes on." Mokuba looked at him, confused.

"Why, Niisama?"

"We're taking a trip. I'll get Saya."

"Get Saya what?" The Kaiba brothers looked over to see Saya standing in the doorway. "You forgot to unlock the Gamecube house, Sonkei," she said matter-of-factly. "I can't play until you do." Seto smiled.

"You can play when we get home, Saya-imouto."

"Wow," Saya said, her eyes widening as she looked at the large building in front of her and the stuffed dragon in her arms. Seto looked down at her.

"You've never seen the museum?" he asked. Saya shook her head.

"It's big… really big…" Seto could hear Sorcerer muttering angrily in his head and couldn't help but smile.

Fucking assholes dig up our sacred tombs and unearth OUR Pharaohs and Priests, they're nothing more then fucking British versions of the Tomb Robber…

Ah, calm down, Seto told him. You aren't dug up. There was a pause.

I never got a tomb.

Huh? Why not? Not good enough?

I didn't make a lot of friends in Egypt. Killing their Pharaoh sort of got me out of the inner circle.

Ah. The old murder scenario. Seto could tell Sorcerer was annoyed by this- he shut up. Seto smirked as he looked around. Mokuba was reading something on Egypt and Saya… where was Saya? He groaned.

"Saya…"

Asayake, Koujo said. You shouldn't run off like this- it got you grounded last time…

But I've never been here! I wanna see EVERYTHING! Saya ran up to a Mummy case and looked at the figure inside, holding Seto-ryu up so he could see too. It looks like Imoteph...

I thought you didn't like that movie?

It's not so bad in the daytime. Saya suddenly noticed the man standing next to her. He was clothed in white robes with a turban on his head and an Ankh shaped key around his neck. (A.N: SHADI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) There were tears rolling down his cheeks. Saya tugged on his robes, causing him to look down at her.

"Are you okay?" she asked him. Shadi nodded towards the Mummy in the case.

"It is a disgrace," he said, not really expecting the young girl to understand. "To be unearthed from his sacred tomb and shown in front of everyone." He smiled slightly. "Yet he still holds his dignity. He is still a Pharaoh…"

"Yeah... I feel bad for him." Shadi looked down at her sharply. What was this child talking about? "He doesn't deserve this," Saya continued. "No one does..." Shadi watched in amazement as a tear fell from Saya's eyes.

"Why is she crying?" he thought. "I must know…" He took hold of his Millennium Key and put it to Saya's head. "I must know more." He turned the Key and was instantly transported to the corridor inside Saya's mind. On each side was a door.

"Two rooms?!" he exclaimed. "Impossible… I have been in many souls… but there has always been one room!" He went to the door on the left. The name "Koujo" was on the door, but had been crossed out and replaced with Saya. "Hmm… Saya… must be a nickname."

Shadi pushed open the door and looked around. The room was filled with different games and heavy metal albums, ranging from Motley Crue to Godsmack. There were pictures on the wall of the child and other people, along with another picture that has been shredded.

"She seems to love games," he remarked. "And American music… kids these days." He went over to the pictures on the wall, stopping in front of one showing the child and two boys. Her arms were around the boys, all of them smiling happily. "Her family..." Shadi then looked over at another picture: The child, a woman that looked a lot like her and… His eyes widened "The Pharaoh?!" Shadi took the picture and looked closely at Koujo. "Her darker side… Can it be....? Is it possible....?" He looked over towards the second door. "Could she be the owner of the other room?" He put the picture back, then moved to the door, looking it up and down. Suddenly, it opened on its own.

"Well, well," said a voice. "A visitor in my room. Heh, heh... Come in if you dare... a game awaits you." Shadi stepped into the room, finding himself face to face with Koujo.

"Who are you?" he asked, looking around the room. Koujo shook her head, an angered glare on her face.

"You invade my personal space and then have the nerve to question me?" she asked. She shook her head. "Doesn't work like that. Who are YOU?"

"I asked you first," Shadi said coolly. Koujo rolled her eyes.

"My name is Koujo," she said, an icy tone in her voice. "Now, explain yourself, pest- you have invaded my room, an explanation is the least I deserve." Shadi said nothing, prompting her to smirk. "Come now, man! Have some courage! Are you frightened of a girl like me?" She paused. "Let's play a game, mystery man." She gestured to the space around her. "Somewhere in here lies the true room of my soul- find it and I shall tell you whatever you want to know... but be careful- you may know death in here."

Suddenly, the room lit up, Shadi's eyes widening as it did so. This wasn't a room… it was a labyrinth!

"So many rooms…" he whispered. "I must explore each one…" He walked over to a door and opened it. He heard a rumble… suddenly, a giant pillar started down towards him. Shadi jumped back.

"What in the world?!" Koujo started to laugh.

"You're going to get into a lot of trouble that way!" she said. "Do you surrender?"

"No!" Shadi said, getting to his feet. Koujo merely laughed more.

"You should. I'll see you later... maybe." She vanished, leaving Shadi alone.

Shadi walked through Koujo's labyrinth, eyes darting back and forth. The child was unwary to the unsuspecting eye…his own for example. She was prepared for this. He didn't expect her to be. He wouldn't make that mistake again. He looked at every one of the doors, each one he passed having the distinct feel of trouble. After a while, he finally found a door that gave off no negative vibes. His Ankh glowed brightly.

"This must be it." Shadi opened the door and looked inside. He saw Koujo on the far side of the room, sitting on a throne, her legs dangling over one arm and her back resting over the other. "Have I found the true room of your soul?" he asked, stepping in through the door.

Suddenly, the floor gave way underneath Shadi, revealing an endless black hole. Shadi's eyes widened as he fell, his hand barely managing to catch a ledge and grip it tight.

"It was a trap," he thought, looking down at the abyss. "If I should fall… I'll be trapped in this girl's soul forever!" He heard someone clear their throat, prompting him to look up. Koujo was standing over him, smirking..

"Heh… shall I push you in?" Shadi said nothing, his heart racing. Would she really push him in? To his surprise, Koujo reached her hand out to him. "Heh heh... It's all right," she said. "My hand isn't a trap." Not really seeing any other option, Shadi reached up and grabbed Koujo's hand, allowing her to pull him out.

"I thank you," he said softly. Koujo nodded.

"You should leave," she replied, bluntly. "Now." Shadi nodded and turned to walk away.

"I just have one more question for you," he said slowly. "And then I shall take my leave." Koujo narrowed her eyes, but nodded.

"Make it quick." Shadi turned to face her.

"I wish to talk to the Pharaoh, where is his vessel?"

"I must find out his connection to her," he thought. "To this... Saya..." Koujo scowled.

"Find him your fucking self." Much to Koujo's surprise, Shadi became excited.

"So he does exist! The girl's soul room did not lie…" Koujo grabbed him by his robes and slammed him into a wall.

"Stay away from Saya." Shadi's eyes widened. The child, this Koujo… when she attacked him, she looked and acted like the Pharaoh. That's when it hit him- the connection was obvious.

"You are the Pharaoh's daughter." Koujo released him, her shock controlling her actions.

"How… how did you…?" Shadi said nothing. He simply turned and left.

Once he was back in the Museum, Shadi removed the Key from Saya's forehead. She blinked a couple times, obviously confused.

"Wha…?"

"Saya! There you are!" Shadi looked up.

"The Priest," he thought. "What is he…" Saya turned towards Seto and smiled.

"Hi Sonkei!" Shadi's eyes widened.

"She calls him brother?!" he thought. "What in the WORLD is going on here?!" Seto walked over to them. He had lost Mokuba long ago and had been looking for Saya since he's lost her. He was about to pick Saya up, when he noticed Shadi.

"You are?" he asked coldly. He didn't know why, but he didn't trust this man. Not one bit.

"What's wrong, Sonkei?" Saya asked, confused. "She sensed the tension that had suddenly aroused in her big brother, but she didn't understand why.

Saya, get away from him, Koujo told her. Now.

But why? asked Saya.

Please, just do it...

Okay…? Saya started to move away from Shadi, but his voice stopped her.

"What is your name?" he asked. Saya looked up at him.

"Saya Harusame Kaiba." Shadi nodded, his gaze shifting to Seto.

"Your little sister?" Seto said nothing, but Saya nodded, proudly.

"Yup!" Shadi nodded back.

"Good." He raised the Key around his neck and it started to glow. Saya blinked.

"What's that thing?" Koujo gasped.

Saya, move!

Koujo never knew what hit her. One second she was racing out of her soul room, trying to get to Saya's and the next… she was in a body of her own, on the floor, leaning up against the mummy case. Saya was in front of her, her eyes dull and lifeless.

"Saya!" she yelled, getting to her feet. "What have you done to her?!"

"Release her, Shadi." Koujo looked over at Kaiba… change that. She looked over at Sorcerer, now in control of Kaiba's body.

"Seto," Shadi said. Koujo's eyes widened.

"Onshi, you know this freak?!"

"Know what freak?" Everyone looked over to see Yami standing behind them. Yugi had made him go to the museum to get out of the house. He'd heard Koujo yelling at someone, so he came to investigate. And now he was looking at Shadi. "You are?" Shadi just stared at him, amazed.

"The Pharaoh…"

"That would be me," Yami said. "Now you…" He suddenly noticed Saya. She was still just standing there, Seto-ryu in her arms. "Saya?"

"She will not answer," Shadi said, plainly. "I have redecorated the room of her soul. She is nothing more than a little doll- no voice, no memories… she has to do everything I say. So if I ordered her to die… she would die." Koujo's fists clenched.

"You haven't totally pissed me off yet," she said slowly. "Let her go before you do." Shadi smirked.

"Play a game with me and I shall." Yami started to smile.

"All…"

"Fine." Yami looked over at Koujo, stunned.

"You're playing the game?" he asked, dumbfounded. Koujo nodded.

"Damn right I am," she said, then turned to Shadi. "What's your game?"

"Meet me on the roof in ten minutes," he said. "Then, you shall see my game." With that, he vanished, taking Saya with him. Yami watched Koujo carefully.

"Koujo? Are you…" She turned to him, her cold blue eyes cutting through him like knives.

"Now, I'm pissed."