Disclaimer: I don't really own Yugioh. Not that I ever said I did.

Notes: I finally feel like writing again! I took a long time to examine where the hell I was going with this, rethinking over the climatic point of the entire saga of Takara that I'd had planned since I started writing it. I'm back! Expect more updates, because I am no longer depressed about this story!

It's going upwards, I swear!

I got a lovely flaming, asking me what was up with Takara throwing up all the time. She's sick, I remind you. Please note that in the next few chapters, Takara doesn't throw up at all. Then again, we're entering Noah's arc (the worst pun ever) where they enter the digital world. I love this arc; so much character development concerning Kaiba! I love Kaiba, his character, at least. He's so intriguing! Anyways, Takara is suffering something I'll explain later once Takara admits to it, that I'm going through… on a much lesser scale. I had quite a few ideas on how to explain Takara's sickness, and quite a few ideas on what Takara's sickness itself was. But I agree Takara barfs too much. Note she only does so at convenient times. I'm sorry about that! n.n;

Also, the dream. At first, it was going to be poetic. Then I realized that I NEEDED Takara and Seto's thinking of the other's memories, which I removed when I tinkered with Blue Eyes. So I decided to have Takara dreaming Seto's memories again.

I also realize that the issue of Takara's stolen deck was never resolved before I deleted it from Blue Eyes. Okay, Takara had a burner deck, right? And she knew Marik, right? And when Marik was dueling using Joey, he was using a burner deck, right? See where I'm going? No? Well, basically, Marik stole Takara's deck, and used it when he dueled Yugi via Joey. I'm not getting around to it in the story, so I just wanted to get it out there for the people who read the original, and unedited, Blue Eyes.

If you've gotten this far and hadn't read Blue Eyes, you should, because I have a lot of connections there to this book.

And I realize that the closure of the little perfume bottle was sucky, I know. I had originally intended it to be a drug, but I decided against the idea. -.-;

And anyways, lazy butt-ness on how to add in a character kicked in, so I drugged Takara. -.-; Or really, I made Seto drug Takara.


Sun Treasure

I dreamed I was Seto again.

It's odd really. I've been dreaming Seto's memories, and sometimes have them during the day. Why is that?

I've seen the image of that man falling out the window a million times. Okay, so I'm exaggerating. But in my dream, the man fell out the window again. I'd long since concluded that he himself jumped. What puzzled me was why. I never got that far in the dream.

I dreamed again of Seto searching for Mokuba at Duelist Kingdom. What's funny is that I really was there, at Duelist Kingdom, but we didn't meet. I saw Kaiba dueling Pegasus, of course. That was when I first saw him, when I first realized that I should've known who he was. But I didn't, did I?

And I had had my suspicions when Aunt Isoda had given me a description of my brother, but the boy was such a pompous jerk-bag that I started hating him.

It made me think, really, how fast my attitude changed towards him once he "became" my brother. He's the only person I need in my life right now. Derek and Marik can go to hell. I need Seto.

Seto completes me in a way that no one ever has.

(-)

Takara bolted upright in bed, making the world spin before her eyes. With difficulty, she swallowed the upcoming throw-up. Where am I?

Suddenly, as the blimp hit turbulence, everything came back to her. Seto's Battle Ship.

She blinked dizzily, reaching for her duel-disk unconsciously as she thought four words: Seto's going to pay!

(-)

Seto was standing alone on the bridge of the ship when his sister arrived, dressed as yesterday minus a beanie hat. At the sight of her, he scowled. She was scowling to, pointing angrily as she stopped exactly ten feet away.

"You drugged me!" she stated loudly.

Seto sighed. "It's really your fault you took the medicine. I didn't think you would."

"You drugged me!"

"If you hadn't gotten sick in the first place, then I wouldn't have given you medicine."

"You still drugged me!"

"Aren't you getting tired of these accusations? You were the one who didn't tell me who Marik really was! And I trusted him with you. How am I to know you're not on his side? Honestly!" Seto's claim was stated in a cool tone.

Takara blinked. "You know what he would've done if I blew his cover! Seto-"

"Don't call me that, Isoda," he snapped, turning away. Suddenly, Takara was in his face again, holding three cards he recognized as the ones he'd given her.

"When you gave these cards to me, Kaiba, it meant that you believed my whole story. It meant that you cared what would happen to me, and that you trusted me!" She swallowed dryly, on the verge of tears. "If not, then tell me what these mean."

"Nothing," Kaiba replied, snatching the cards from her hands. Ripping them in half, not unlike the fashion in which he'd torn the fourth Blue-Eyes, he let the pieces of the Blue-Eyed Fairy flutter to the ground. "Now you can take your meanings and go back to Marik."

Takara knew this was the end of the conversation, but defiantly drank some of her twin's coffee before she stalked out of the room, holding six pieces of cards in her hand.

(-)

Takara stood leaning against the railing at the top of the Battle Ship, the clouds passing in front of her eyes. She wasn't looking at them though. She kept her eyes on the card fragment as she twirled it in her fingers. She could let it go, she reasoned, to flutter off in the wind. Maybe she could write her address, or Seto's address in any case, on the back of it, so whoever finds the piece can send it back to Seto to remind him of her. But then again, they were above the ocean, so that would be a waste.

She let out a gasp and dropped the piece, letting it slide across the floor, as a pair of arms wrapped around her, and a person breathed in her ear. "You're very pretty. I can almost see why my weaker half would want you so much." She shivered, almost recognizing the voice.

"Marik?" she asked weakly, still rooted to the spot. The maniacal laughter told her that no, in fact, it wasn't the boy she used to love.

"No, my pretty. A good guess. It's not far from the truth. They do indeed call me Marik, but that is the name of my weaker half." 'Marik' leaned in and starting kissing Takara's neck. She was too cold to move.

Suddenly, the ship rocked violently. Once, twice, and third time's the charm. Marik let go of her as they both toppled to the ground. "Wah!" she muttered, scrambling for the fragment of her card before it flew away. She looked back at the man lying on the ground.

He looked like Marik…

She took off for the only safe place she could think of at the moment: Seto's side.

(-)

Breathing hard, Takara arrived at the bridge. It seemed everyone was there too, minus the Ishtars and Bakura. He'd just finished explaining that they were being pulled in by some tractor beam or something. She'd seen the fortress emerging from the water as she ran to the bridge. She assumed they were going there.

"How are you doing, Isoda?" Kaiba voiced tonelessly.

"Fine, Kaiba. Absolutely effing great." Takara stalked over, grabbing Seto's thermos from his hand, gulping down the rest of the caffeinated liquid in a mere matter of seconds. Handing it back to the Kaibacorp CEO, she muttered, "You're out of coffee, Kaiba."

He snorted. "I knew it," he proclaimed.

"Knew what?" she asked, eying the taller boy suspiciously.

The rest of the room was tense, all eyes on the people they presumed to be related. "What?" the two snapped at all, except for Mokuba, of course.

"Ano…" Yugi started. "Why are you guys calling each other by last name? Aren't you brother and sister?"

"No," Kaiba replied coolly, walking to the window of the room.

"Forget whatever I said last night, I was probably on drug high," Takara announced sarcastically, looking anywhere but Kaiba.

Yugi apparently felt it was time to shut up. Great, Takara thought, just before they touched ground.

An external speaker system crackled to life. "Hello, Seto Kaiba," a voice said. "Nice to finally be meeting you!"

Kaiba just glared out the window, as if hoping to incinerate the speaker with his gaze.

"Now, I know you and your little friends are all in that mighty ship of yours. I can see you through the window. Hi Kaiba!"

Takara could imagine the faceless speaker waving his hand at a TV screen showing the Yugi-tachi's astonished faces. She almost laughed aloud at the thought.

"I want you to exit the ship now. Don't bother trying to defy my orders; I've got laser beams pointed at the ship of yours. I can tear it apart in seconds."

Kaiba's scowl deepened. Wordlessly, the hatch opened, and everyone exited.

They continued walking until the floor opened underneath them.

Falling, Takara closed her eyes against the darkness as she listened to the others screaming. She herself was glad she'd chosen to drink the coffee.

((TBC!))


More notes: Er... Noah's dialogue is changed. I haven't seen most of this arc, so I'm relying on Cody Nelson's episode guide for this stuff. -.-;

I like this chapter most so far!I have inspiration now! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Rai: I'm going to run away to Mexico.

LR-san: eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Rai: (sweatdrop) That was supposed to worry you.

LR-san: Why? I don't own you. Oh, and readers: PLEASE REVIEW! YOU ARE MY INSPIRATION!

Oh, and I did something totally awesome a couple weeks ago I've been trying to do since last May: I drew Takara! She ended up looking alot like Mokuba. Then again, they are supposed to have the same hair. and hair is just the most noticable feature from profile view.

REV REPS:

Rainy Star: I can't tell the difference between a filler and a... non filler. (sweats) Anyways, thx for your support!

Daydreamer: I completely agree! This story sucks a-.-! Hmmm... but what if Takara WAS pregnant? Oo... Okay, so maybe I'd thought of that before but... she's not! Plus, er... Seto was exaggerating the records. Understand? exaggerating. Maybe I should re write that, ne?

Radical Princess: Takara's stubborn by nature. Seto torture is fun. Wheeeee!

See ya next time!