A.N: Ok, so the last chapter was about Imamizno's relationship with The Thief Bakura and why she acts as she does. We're branching off a little bit and going into a bit of Ierion's history and relationships with High Priest Set and the Pharaoh Atemu. Why? Cos I feel like it.

Disclaimer: Don't own Bishoujo Shenshi Sailor Moon or Yuugiou. Or for that matter the dubs. They belong to people I've never met, had any contact with or actually know. I want you all to know that. I don't own nada.

Chapter 7: Ierion's Just a Habit

Rei had tired to get hold of Ami several times unsuccessfully.

'Where the hell is she?' was not an uncommon thought to occur to Rei after the 34th time she had hung up and the 24th time she did not bother to leave a message on Ami's answering machine. No one, not even Luna, had been able to locate Ami this past week. The week had been hell for the girls, with exams and studying and the increasing amount of queer murders occurring. Without Ami's logical mind helping them along, they were all feeling lost. It wasn't like they could ask the outer senshi - Setsuna was standing guard over the gate, Michiru and Haruka busy with their own matters and of course, the little firefly was too young.

To add to that, Rei was flat out exhausted and still had to work at both the shrine and her new job down at the new KaibaCorp. building. Rei reasoned that most of all, her mind was tired from recalling her past life.

Rei was still unsure of what was really going on. The memories still came back in pieces and it was like putting together a jigsaw puzzle. Rei hated jigsaw puzzles.

This past week she'd being trying to gather outside information. Something about these dreams gave her queer feelings, and further fire meditation only managed to tell her she was getting them for an upcoming reason.

She'd also talked to Yugi, who wouldn't stop apologising for the incident with Ami. Rei was quick to forgive, as he informed her of the conversation and gave her some useful information. Besides, he was really cute about apologising.

She'd also convened with Usagi. It seemed like useful thought, to see if Usagi had been having dreams too, considering she was in Rei's. Unfortunately, the only information gained from her was that some nights she woke up feeling like something dreadful was had happened.

Rei sighed. The only way to get some sense into this mess was obviously to talk to Ami and dream some more. She yawned.

'Almost wish I could go off to dream world…all my energy is sapping away…'

Looking up at the time Rei clutched her head. She had to get ready. Work was a 14hour shift. 4pm - 5am. The hours were lousy but the pay was good. After 9 things started to slow down and all she really did was sleep. Then she'd go to Mako's for breakfast. Mako was an early riser and since she lived near Rei's work they always met after Rei was finished.

Thankfully, Rei only worked the long shifts on Fridays and Saturdays, meaning she could rest up for school and the long nights during the week when the soldiers were called out.

"After Mako's, I'll see if Ami's around…" Rei thought, pulling on her uniform. She'd been to Ami's before she went to work the previous day, but she wasn't at home. She knew Usagi and Minako had visited her a few times during the week to no avail.

'She couldn't have gone on holiday or anything…not without telling us. She never forgets important details like that…'

It was really a mystery thought Rei, as she sat at the front desk. It was late already, the night sinking into the background outside. She knew in other districts Makoto, Minako and Usagi were probably hanging around enjoying the nightlife. How un-fun it was to be sitting around a huge mahogany desk, a plastic, store bought container of half-eaten ramen noodles at her side. She didn't even enjoy ramen that much!

'At least this chair is comfy…' Rei thought, another yawn emitting from her mouth. The night just dragged on.

"Can't wait till freaking five…" She said, a glance at her watch telling her it was only 11pm.

"Fantastic" she uttered as she turned around to her left. Footsteps. The swish of a coat or jacket. Rei could just make out a tall figure coming towards her.

'Great. Another stupid male clerk who's going to try to pick me up…'

"Tell someone to fix that light blub in the left hall." Rei looked up at the guy in front of her. Or rather man looming over her. She blinked and lifted out the workers temporary checkout folder.

"I'll have to get clearance first. Sign, please" she said handing it to him. She glanced over his features as she held out the pen. It was the first time she'd really looked at him. Her eyes widened and she withdrew the pen without noticing. Could it be?

Rei realised she was staring. He didn't look pleased and hadn't taken the folder.

"Don't you-"

"I'm not interested" Rei snapped. Her mind cleared and she was starting to feel quite aggressive at the situation. This guy was trying to intimidate her! Just who was this idiot? No one messed with her.

"Sign. Or I'll have to report you to a higher office. You can't leave till you do"

Was that the hint of a smile? This guy was really getting her steamed. The nerve…

If he had been a more easy going person, he would have said she was cute. Unfortunately, life had made him cold and indifferent. People like this bugged him incessantly. He should fire her. He had work to do and she was asking him to do tedious unnecessary paperwork. People were hard to train. Not only that, but once you thought you had them were you wanted them, they gained brains. Strangely though, this girl was amusing him. The curious thought appeared that he should play along.

"I was planning on leaving but since I don't sign out, you should go about calling a higher office…maybe you should try the company president himself…"

"Maybe I will. I hear he's not too nice to people who don't do as they should"

It took all in him not to laugh. This was actually interesting. The girl wasn't stupid.

"I'm sure he'll go easy on me…"

"I don't think he will. I doubt he would like impertinence."

"Oh? You know this how?" he said studying the girl. She gave him a serious look.

"He's a personal friend of mine" she said, no changes in her face visible. The girl had spirit too. Anyone would believe her.

"How personal, I ask?"

"Look-"

"Kaiba-sama! Sir!" He turned to the broken blub hallway to see a figure running towards him. His incompetent secretary. He'd be glad to leave this office soon to get to the main building. As far away as possible from this guy.

"Kaiba-sama! You left these papers for the builders behind! They need to be signed before tomorrow!" He heard the gasp of the girl as in a quick flash of movement, the sign folder was put away, noodle box in the bin. She was quick.
'Game over'

The guy she'd assumed was some worthless piece of the male stuff was the company president! Rei had never felt so ashamed.

'What came over me to say I was a personal friend? Jeez…!'

"Sir, I'm incredible sorry. I thought you were…" She started.

"Send them to the main office. I should have gotten these last week! Can't you do anything right?" he said before turning back to Rei, "You'll get over it, I'm sure."

'Great. He's going to fire me!' Rei thought pessimistically. She could not get over how utterly stupid she had been. What she had done was unforgivable.

'I should just dig a hole and die'

"Sir, I'm sorry…I keep losing track of all the papers…there's so many…its all my fault…"

"You've got that right."

'Does everyone grovel to this guy? He's such a prick though!'

Rei felt her heart do flip-flops as her boss gave her the critical glance over.

'He really is going to fire me!'

"Pack up now. Your out the door"

Rei felt her heart sink. The seemingly incompetent male in front of her looked really pleased with himself. She'd been fired instead of him. Kaiba…'that stupid bastard'…had no change of emotion. She might as well be a brick wall he'd just ordered demolished. She'd really needed this job too…

Rei picked up her coat and her reading book. She'd brought nothing else. Why would she? She was-nay, had been- just part of the front desk staff. She moved as if nothing was wrong towards the door. She could almost feel Kaiba's eyes on her, pricking her skin. If he had been anyone else she would have slapped him.

"Where are you going?" she heard Kaiba's voice say behind her. She turned to stand defiantly him from the big glass doors.

"You fired me. I'm going 'out the door'"

"I didn't fire you"

What? Two mistakes in one night. How far would she go? She needed sleep. She could barely comprehend what was happening. Hadn't she been fired? If only she could sleep…then she could tackle the situation properly. On the other hand, seeing the colour diminish from the other guys face was almost funny.

It really was turning out to be a fun night, Kaiba thought to himself. He had the fiery spirited girl confused…yet she still stood tall. Not many could do that. She would be more useful then this guy. Hopeless fool. Two birds with one stone. Sometimes, work wasn't so bad…

"Greiku Tohru. You'd best see to your affairs. You," Kaiba said to the other man before directing his next comment towards Rei, "You've just been hired in his place. I expect everything to be ready on my desk tomorrow. I hope, in your case, you don't have a day job"

Kaiba then turned and walked out to the limo outside the building. Rei blinked. She hadn't noticed it there. How could she have not sensed a car pull up behind her? She was starting to really get a headache. What had he said? She guessed she should to go back and finish the night job, then come back to sort out what was going on. Her head was spinning around in so many different directions...

'I have to crash soon. I was fine a few minutes ago…then Kaiba came and I lost all my energy…'

Rei blinked and realised that a long stretch of time had passed. She must have looked odd to anyone walking by. On the front desk was the sign folder, meaning that some activity had occurred. Greiku had left. Rei sighed and walked back to the chair. She had barely put the sign book away; no one else would come at this time of night, before her eyes shut.

'He looked just like Seto-sama…'

Ancient Egypt about 4987 years ago:

Ierion was 13. A bright observant girl. She worked helping make paper for the many books produced. She worked fast and quickly without complaint. She knew her place. She never made any trouble and kept her opinions to herself. It was by an unusual stroke of luck that she found herself suddenly presented with a job helping the trainee priest Seto.

"I'm sorry. I can't help you. That has to be done by those higher"

He'd played with her. Leading her on, thinking he was just another slave. She resented him for it. For some odd reason through, he'd promoted her. He wouldn't tell her why, through she demanded of it several times.

In the times that followed she would impress him with her powers, her knowledge of things. She would become an asset to him. In time he would not let her out of his sight, in case he might lose her. Her life revolved around him, aiding him in whatever way she could. Her dependencies on him made her hate him more then she already did. She knew if she did not do as he pleased she would be pushed down the ranks to her proper birth-righted place. He was driven and worked her hard. She sorted out his things, gave him the needed equipment, told him when she could sense unrest, what she could see in the fire. She was almost like his own personal subservient Isis. Almost.

Of course there were things she kept hidden from him. She never told him that she knew the truth about his father and his connection to the Pharaoh. Or the terror she saw on the face she'd seen once in a dream, a face that she would later recognise to belong to the Thief Bakura. Neither did she tell him that she knew of Kisara and her power, long before he knew of her existence.

She never told him of her past life on Mars. He would have thought her mad.

There had always been some twisted form of affection for each other lying in both of them. As much as Ierion hated him she could not say that she did not feel deeply for him either. Seto, she was sure loved Kisara. But she was his property and he could deal with her as he wanted too. He did not share the same ideals as the Pharaoh or the Prince Atemu, who were known for wanting equality. She was an attractive young girl after all. Deep down, though Seto would never admit it; he did love Ierion, through not like he would soon love Kisara. It was more there after getting used to her. He loved her because she was there and did what he told her too. Almost like a habit.

So Ierion was not surprised when Seto reached for her one night. She had been expecting it for sometime. It was almost like when he hurt her when she or he or something didn't go as expected. A release. Ierion had struggled at first, it had felt wrong to her. Seto was just too strong and over-powered her. He even seemed to enjoy watching her.

. -.

"I've always liked your spirit Ierion. It's amusing"

. -.

She turned submissive after a while. She would always glare at him after but it was work as usual. He never seemed to care about anything else then his work, Kisara, hating the Pharaoh and duelling. That was just how it was. Sometimes when he had nothing for her to do and they were alone she'd sit across from him, watching his dark eyes travel from side to side as he did his reading. The way his short brown hair would hang over his face now it was unrestrained from his headdress. His well worked body and features. It gave Ierion a sort of calmness, not unlike the one Atemu made her feel.

They were different the two cousins. Seto was rough and did things only for himself. Atemu was gentle, a kind person but one who could also turn strong and vengeful.

She got to know the newly crowned Pharaoh the nights after he'd seen her standing alone. He'd find excuses to see her and she enjoyed his company. She believed him to be the only Pharaoh that would make fun of the 'fake' beard. Atemu had told her he didn't like beards

. -.

"They made my father look older then he really was. Just look at my uncle. I heard he was attractive once. If growing a beard and getting ugly make you look like that I don't want one!" Atemu said laughing.

. -.

As it was tradition and expected of the Pharaoh to have a beard, he wore a fake beard when he had too. Some nights when she'd visit him he'd make her giggle by walking around with it on.

The night he first made love to her wasn't as stressful and frightening as it had been with Seto.

. -.

"Ierion-san…you're not like the others you realise" Atemu said, looking into his lap. Ierion glanced at him puzzled. Seto-sama was always telling her there were many like her.

"What do you mean Pharaoh-sama?"

"You follow your own path. You don't follow convention. You belong to yourself"

"That's not true. I belong to my people, to you and to my master, Priest Seto-sama" Ierion said, confused.

"Ierion…that's just it. You believe in things. You have opinions, yet you still have a sense of duty" Atemu said softly looking up at her. Ierion started to feel queasy and turned to her own lap.

"I still don't know what you're getting at" Ierion felt the Pharaoh take her hand and she turned a deep red colour.

"Ierion-san…would you mind if I kissed you?"

. -.

Ierion, even now, was feeling ill from the memory. For she'd looked at him and realised she felt the same for him as she did for Seto. She felt like she was doing something wrong. Yet, in the same way, it also felt very right. She wanted to but she felt so…impure. She knew if Seto found out he'd kill her. Yet, she had. How could she have refused a wish of the Pharaoh's? It had developed into so much more and now she was in such a mess. Atemu was so caring and loving, but as much as she hated to admit she liked Seto's rough and mean behavior, somewhat. Ierion did not know where her heart lay. She was in a sticky situation that would only end in heartbreak. Atemu would marry Igasu, Seto would find Kisara and where would that leave her? There was never anyone to relieve the pain in her heart. Ierion resigned herself to a loveless life and would make the effort to make her affairs last as long as possible, no matter the cost.

Rei shuddered and her eyes opened wide. A large truck rambled noisily past in the dawn outside the front doors. She judged it must be around half-past four from the degree of light, a look at her watch confirming it. She rearranged her body; she had been sleeping in a rather uncomfortable position.

"It's Sunday…" She whispered, as if her voice might not come at all and she must preserve it. She shuddered again. She had been hoping for an answer to Ami's whereabouts, her reasons for being the way she was lately. Nothing. Nothing but what seemed like painful memories.

Something odd was there in her memories, now she thought about. A glint of gold…a pendant.

'There was no pendant in my dream through…' Rei thought curiously.

There was no doubt about one thing through. Kaiba would not be getting his hands on her again.

R&R please. You've managed to get this far in my rambling. I'm also aware that if this was a movie script the above would probably be cut.

… # Rei Ant # …