Yugi lay sick in bed, the only thing he could think about was what he had seen with the Millenium Necklace. Yami had wanted to see more of his ancient past, and figure out more about himself. But the item had, for some reason, hijacked their minds and sent them to the high priest's temple instead of the Pharaoh's throne. Once he saw the past Tea and past Kaiba wearing those rings…
He always had a crush on Tea, and seeing her with Kaiba just…just rubbed him the wrong way. Why, how, did past Kaiba marry past Tea? Yami kept telling him that they were not exactly Tea and Kaiba who were married; it was the high priest and some woman that he could not remember. But this fact wasn't helping Yugi's mood, he still felt miserable. So miserable that his body stopped fighting off germs, and he came down with a fever.
He couldn't figure it out; Kaiba and Tea were two entirely different people. Kaiba is a cold businessman who spends too much time with his work to even think of romance. Tea is a virtuous young woman who is always helping out her friends. Two people at exact opposite sides of the spectrum. How could fate do this to him?
His secret love and his greatest rival destined by fate to be together? He hated this whole situation, but more than that, he hated himself. Why couldn't he even tell her how he felt? Every time he sees her, his heart flutters about in his chest. But when he saw that vision, every time he saw her, his heart plummeted into the vicinity of his left foot.
" But…" Yugi started, " If I tell her how I feel, maybe I can stop this destiny."
Now he had a reason to get well quickly, he would have to put a wrench into the cogs of fate as soon as possible. It shouldn't be hard to get in between Tea and Kaiba anyway; after all they aren't on the best of terms anyway.
The Millenium Necklace on Yugi's desk gave a soft glow in response to this, if Yugi would try and get in the way of fate; then it would have to intervene on behalf on destiny. Its master did not tell lies; it would have to put its own plan into action. And like that it was gone, to the only place where it could start the chain of events that would lead to the inevitable.