Disclaimer: Main Entry: dis·claim·er
Pronunciation: -'klA-m&r
Function: noun
1 a: a denial or disavowal of legal claim: relinquishment of or formal refusal to accept an interest or estate b : a writing that embodies a legal disclaimer

See... I think that covers me not owning Yu-Gi-Oh. What? I still have to say it? Well, I refu--- Okay! Okay... put down the tasers.

Yu-Gi-Oh and everything about it doesn't belong to me. I'm just some writer, writing extensions to their past lives. So please, don't be lead to believe that I myself created Yu-Gi-Oh... (Mutters) like anyone would.

Okay! Okay! I know I haven't updated for a while, but that was because I work long hours and that was Friday through Sunday. So here you go: Here is Chapter 12.

She moaned in her sleep and opened her eyes only to gasp at the sight of a young shirtless man sleeping with his back to her under the covers. She sat up to find she was wearing her clothes and she let out a sigh of relief. "Seto? Seto?" he groaned and threw his arm over his head, the inner part of his elbow against his eyes. "Wake up!" she nearly yelled and Seto did just that.

"Téa? You're up."

She nodded, asking, "What happened?"

"You did a spell or something. I feel unbound by stress and raw hate, thanks to you, but you went unconscious for a long while." Téa rubbed her forehead.

"I remember. Everything!" she jumped up to get out of bed but his strong arms caught her around the waist so that she hung halfway over his shoulder.

"No! It's too late to go riding to Duelist Kingdom." She struggled, trying to escape his grasp but he held her tight and sat her back. Téa glared up at him and he shadowed her. "I promise at dawns first light we'll go." She still looked at him through slits. "Don't be mad."

"Don't? Every second I'm here is a second wasted not killing Pegasus!" she said in a deadly whisper.

"I promise, he'll die."

"I don't need you."

"Yes, you do." Téa's facial features soften and she let out a defeated sigh, gaining a smirk from Seto.

"What is that?" she questioned and he shrugged lazily. Not liking his sudden self-asserted attitude she lifted the wool covers from around his ankles and grabbed the healing broken skin of his ankle. He gritted his teeth together and groaned, not crying out. She was bruising skin she had broken with her whip days ago. "Don't ever think you're better than me." She warned and got out of bed, releasing him from the pain she re-caused.

"My apologizes." he gasped out and turned to face her.

"Where are we?"

"This is Arthur Hawkins' house. He's a map maker here in Domino." Téa looked to see all the rolled up maps and some pinned to the wall. A desk in the corner by a lamp was messed with maps and maps in the making. The place was completely made of wood, the roof of dry straw. A meal was on the table, but it had gone cold with drink. "That was for you, if you want I could reheat it."

"And where is our host?" Téa asked as he lifted the plate and brought it over to the fireplace. He lit the wood on fire and placed the plate over the small opening of the cauldron.

"He's asleep. Mokuba and Rebecca, too."

"Rebecca?"

"His granddaughter. They're friends of King Yami and his grandfather. But we get along." He turned to face her and found she was sitting in a chair, sort of testing it. "It's quite sturdy; won't break." Téa smiled and stood on her feet and walked over to him.

"I don't understand. Why do you want to go to Duelist Kingdom with me?"

"Are you refusing me now?" Téa shook her head. "It used to be just to make sure you were protected; safe. But Arthur has given me a map. There is a cave. A resting ground for Blue-Eyes. Do you understand?" her beautiful blue eyes lit in a strange way as she parted her lips.

"No."

"I don't hate Dragons." He said quite simply and she frowned.

"You wanted to kill Red-Eyes didn't you?"

"I did." She came over to him then and stared into his face.

"Why did you?"

He clenched his fists suddenly. "A feral Dragon killed my father, I saw the Dragon circling the air, no matter how far away it was, no matter how dark that night was... I knew it was a Dragon and I believed it to be feral."

"Well, it wasn't." she walked away from him and he took a heavy cloth and grabbed the plate from the cauldron before it shattered from the intense heat of the licking flames. He watched her sit back in the bed and he placed the covered plate in her hands and handed her a fork. "Thank you." She said softly and began to eat. Seto climbed over her lap and laid his head against the pillow.

"Téa? We'll leave in the morning." She nodded and kept eating and soon Seto was back asleep.

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