Welcome to Ch 3! Yes it is here and read for you to R&R so please do. I want to hear from my readers! Thanks to my editor for taking his lunchtime to do this instead of eating.

You all know the way it goes: I don't won Yu-GI-OH! Too bad I'd have the money to pay for my education and I wouldn't be worrying about where my housing deposit is coming from.

Also I don't own Linkin Park or the song Breaking the Habit :tears: I love then so much!


It was the night after the dinner party and Yami laid in bed trying to remember more about his past. It seemed to be the hardest thing he'd ever have to do. He was glad that he remembered at least the little he did about his Neko-Chan. But it scared him that there could be some deep dark secrets in their past together that would run his little hikari off for good. He drifted off to sleep without any luck remembering. But he did start to dream. In this dream he was back in Ancient Egypt, he was pharaoh again. This was not just a dream this was a memory.

People were coming in and out of his throne room running about their daily chores hardly taking the time to bow in respect as they rushed off laughing and returning to their day. He was used to days like this and they seemed to be happening more often lately. There was only one person who could really lift his spirits but she was away. In the front door walked an older teen girl. She was coming to see him of course. She dropped into a low bow.

"Yami-sama," the teen smiled at him lovingly as she rose from her bow.

"Neko-Chan,' Yami ran to embrace her, "oh how I missed you.' He hugged her tightly almost afraid to let go.

"Don't worry,' she said softly to soothe him, "I won't be leaving again anytime soon." He relaxed his grip and she kissed his forehead.

"I always miss you when you go," he told her, "there is never anyone to talk to." He caught her lips in a soft kiss.

"The pharaoh has no one to talk to. I find that hard to believe. You have a whole harem to please you," she baited him with a knowing look.

"It's not the same and you know it," Yami pouted.

"I found something for you," she told him trying to stop his pathetic pouting. Who ever heard of the pharaoh being submissive to his own personal guard?

"Shall we go see it," she asked him. Yami looked at his nineteen year old guard happily. He always did miss her when she left. In fact he never really did know where she went but of course a bribe always helped him to forget.

"Sure," he answered breathlessly looking into her beautiful blue eyes. He stood and walked down the palace halls until they arrived at Yami's personal chamber room. He pulled the door open slowly. The two walked into the room ready to start their normal ritual for when the Neko returned from her forbidden secrets. Yami turned to get a glance at this new gift; there on the bed was.

BAM!

Yami shot out of his bed back in the modern time.

BAM!

He slipped out of his bed determined to seek out and destroy that Ra damned noise.

BAM!

He walked out of the room in his black silk pajama bottoms growling at the unidentified disturber of the peace. This was not his night. First a dream, no a memory about his past and now being awaken at an ungodly hour by-.

BAM!

He couldn't take it anymore. He walked down the hall noting that the closer he moved toward Bakura's room the louder the sound became. What the fuck is Bakura doing, wait maybe I don't want to know.

BAM!

Yami stopped a few feet from Bakura's door. Did he really want to interrupt whatever was going on behind the door?

BAM!

For Yami that was more then enough of an answer, after all he had class in the morning. Yami walked up to the door and began to knock.

"Who the fuck is there," Bakura was definitely angry at being torn away from whatever he was doing. The door was yanked open just enough so that a fuming Bakura in nothing but a dark green sheet, that was wrapped conveniently around his waist, appeared in the doorway, blocking the room from view.

"What do you want Pharaoh," Bakura asked giving Yami the death glare to surpass all death glares.

"Will you stop that Ra damned banging," Yami asked trying to control his already borderline hostile temper, "some of us are trying to sleep in this house." Bakura turned his head back to look inside his room then turned back to look at Yami. An evil grin crossed the king of thieves' lips.

"I'll see what I can do," Bakura turned back into his room shutting the door behind him. Yami walked back down the hall toward his own room. He opened his door and walked in shutting it behind him. He slid back into his bed and shut his eyes.

BAM!

This time it was even louder than before.

"Damn tomb robber," Yami shouted throwing his blankets off him in frustration. He went over to his stereo. With the push of a button the room filled with the sounds of Linkin Park

BAM!

Yami turned up the volume and pushed the repeat button as the room was enveloped in the song "Breaking the Habit". Yami turned up the volume and went back to bed. 'Damn Bakura that Anubis fucking bastard.' Before Yami knew it he was asleep again.

Nakia opened the door to Pharaoh Yami's personal chamber proudly. Yami's eyes widened and a smile spread across his tantalizing lips. He pulled his friend in for a tight hug. She smiled at a job well done.

"I knew you would enjoy you gift," she kissed his cheek. He released her and walked into his room. She turned to leave him alone.

"Neko-Chan," he called her, his eyes pleading with her for something he would never vocalize. She paused and turned back to face her pharaoh.

"Please," he asked almost begging as he reached for her hand. Nakia smiled softly at him. She was the only person he ever asked or begged for anything. She felt special being able to see him in this different light. She nodded taking his hand and letting him pull her into the room. With his free hand he shut the door. He gave her a knowing look as they walked toward the bed. Nakia looked over to Yami's gift. It still sat on the bed where she had left it. She smiled at the gift. He only invites me to join in when he really loves his gift.

"Neko-Chan," he called to her softly. She turned to face his with sparkling blue eyes.

"I love you so much," he told her capturing her soft lips with his own.

"How did I get so lucky," she asked him when he released her.

"I'm the lucky one," he told her, "you spoil me when you go away." She blushed a little and shook her head no.

"You deserve so much more than I can give," she looked deep into his crimson eyes.

"But you have already given me all that you have," he said thoughtfully, "what more could I need?"

"You only have part of my…"

BEEP—BEEP! BEEP—BEEP!

Nakia opened her eyes to find herself sleeping in her dorm bed. She glared at her alarm clock as she shut it off.

"Damn machine," she pulled back her covers and slid out of bed. She looked over at the empty side of her room and sighed.

"I wonder who I'll get as a roommate," she mused out loud, "well time for class."

She pulled a pair of black jeans out of her dresser and tossed them onto the bed. It was shortly followed by a black shirt that read, "fuck off" in blood red letters. She pulled out a little black kitty patch with safety pins in it and walked over to the bed. Ni took the patch and pined it to her shirt to cover up the "UC". Soon her dark blue pajama set was in the hamper and she was in her clean clothes. Nakia pulled on her boots.

"There, now time to accessorize," she smiled walking over to her dresser again. From the top drawer she pulled out her fake nose ring and slid it into place on the right side of her nose. She smiled pulling out her dark sunglasses and then headed to the door.

Ryou walked into his introduction to cooking class. He was early because of his last class. There was no sense in going all the way back to his dorm just to come back for his next class. Oh the joys of college. He took a look around at the cooking classroom. There were a dozen kitchenettes set apart in the large room. His eyes shot to the clock at the back of the room. Five minutes before anyone will even think about showing up. His white and blue sneakers squeaked as he walked across the gray tile floor. He took a seat at the last kitchenette resting his head on the table and closing his eyes.

"We've only been here one day you can't be that tired," a smooth male voice washed over Ryou. He opened his brown eyes to see soft blues eyes sparkling down at him.

"I'm sorry," Ryou took a good look at this person then gasped.

"What," the blue eyed teen asked.

"You look like, like," Ryou stopped. This guy in front of him was dressed all back from his boots to his bandana. He had long blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail and braided bangs. He was hot.

"Like who," this very attractive and now very close guy asked. Ryou sat back so that he would have room to breathe. Other students were slowly starting to migrate into the room.

"Like Ni," Ryou told him. Shyness was not a Ryou trait but this guy really brought out the hikari in him. A warm smile spread across this guy's face and his blue eyes lit up.

"You wouldn't by any chance mean Nakia Sanura would you," he asked.

"Yes she's my friend's roommate," Ryou told him.

"Well I'm Dryce Sanura, Nakia's twin brother," Dryce told Ryou still smiling.

"How cool! She never told us she had a brother," Ryou mused excitedly, "want to sit down?" he pointed to the chair next to him.

"Thanks," Dryce took the seat just as the Professor walked into the room.

"I am Professor Borin," he took a look around the room; "it's a pretty even mix this semester so we should have some fun. Now take a good look at the person next to you. They are your cooking partners. The seats you are in will be your assigned kitchen set. Remember this information, I don't want to have to repeat myself next class period." Ryou looked over and smiled at Dryce. Dryce smiled back, his blue eyes sparking with mischief.

"Take out your notebooks and I'll begin the lecture," Professor Borin told the class, "the sooner we get through the basics the sooner we get to actually making food." The class let out a low grumble but obeyed. Dryce pulled out his notebook and placed it between himself and Ryou. The professor started his lecture and the two started taking notes.

"So why are you in a cooking class," Dryce wrote in the margin of his page.

"Just something I've always wanted to do," Ryou wrote back then added, "You?"

"Trying to prove a point to my sister," Dryce replied. And the two spent the class writing back and forth still managing to get the correct information down.

Nakia sat in the fast-filling lecture hall. It was time for her first class as a college student. She was quietly thinking over her dream from the night before, wondering if Yami had experienced the revisit to their past. A person sat next to her. It was a very familiar presence.

"Hello Neko-Chan," Yami's voice greeted her softly.

"Yami-sama," she gasped her blue eyes wide with shock. A smile crossed her lips as she hugged him. Realization set in and she tried to pull away but his arms help her tight to him.

"I had a dream about you last night," he whispered in her ear.

"Me too," she told him. He released her all too soon but smiled at her.

"Can I ask you a favor," he looked at her, crimson eyes pleading much like they had in her dream.

"Anything," she told him.

"I know we have past together but could we start over," he asked, "not base this new life off the old?" she turned from him, her smile dropping as she though about what he was asking her for. How could she deny her pharaoh anything? It was her duty to protect and serve him. Whatever he wished she were to give him.

"Yami-sama," she somehow found her voice.

"Yes Neko," he asked.

"I'm supposed to, well, protect you if I can prove myself worthy," she said all at once.

"How do you do that," he asked.

"I'm supposed to have you accept me as your protector by my twentieth birthday or they kill us," she found herself saying.

"Us," Yami asked worried.

"Me and my twin brother," she told him, "we are the first born set of twin since you were locked away in the puzzle. It is our destiny." Yami looked at his Neko. This was his new life but he couldn't just forget about her from the old life.

Neko-Chan," he said to her, "as far as I'm concerned you are still my protector and friend."

"But you said you wanted to start over," she reminded him.

"I mean because I don't remember the past," he clarified, "and it is only coming back in pieces, like my dream. And I don't want to mess things up with Yugi. I love him too much to hurt him like that." She nodded, understanding. A smile once again crossed her lips.

"So why are you in this class Yami-sama," she asked playfully.

"Easy A, what about you," Yami asked, glad the issue seemed to be behind them.

"It's for my major," she smiled, "I can't get enough of our history."

"So have you and Mai met your other roommate yet," Yami asked.

"Actually no," she shook her head, "she arrives sometime today I think."

"I know Yugi will want to meet her," Yami was smiling now.

"So where do you live," Nakia asked twirling her bangs absently.

"I live back at Kaiba's mansion," he smiled at how cute she looked when she played with her hair.

"Why," she asked eyes widening.

"You see last year Bakura and Malik were kicked out of student housing. I can't tell you what happened but it involved fire, streaking, and some kinky sex ritual. Anyway the only place for them to live was with Kaiba in his mansion," Yami started to explain.

"I bet he hates that," Ni cut in.

"Oh yeah," Yami continued, "So Kaiba agreed to let them live at his mansion if I were to there to keep the peace."

"I see," Ni laughed, "so you get stuck with babysitting the two."

"Yeah something like that," Yami started to laugh.

"Ok class lets get started," the professor called for attention, "I'm Professor Citig and this is Ancient Egyptian civilizations." Yami and Ni turned and looked down at their professor. He was a short old man with thick glasses and gray hair. He looked like he could have almost been alive in their past life.

"We as a class will have one guest speaker this semester," Professor Citig continued, "a one Miss Isis Ishtar. Also there will be several group projects and one trip to a museum on your own." Professor passed out the syllabus filled with assignments, Ni and Yami looked at each other and smiled. It looked like they were going to have a lot of time to spend together.

"Alright," Citig said, "let's get to work." The lecture started from there.

Mai sat on the couch reading one of her romance novels when the door clicked open; her violet eyed met the gray eyes of a stranger who opened the door. It was an older teenage girl with white hair and teal bangs. Mai put down her book and gave this new person her full attention. The stranger froze at this sudden attention.

"Hi," Mai smiled getting off the couch and crossing the room.

"Hi," gray eyes stayed glued to the ground as the whisper reached Mai's eyes.

"I'm Mai and you must be Ryu-Hoshi," Mai offered her hand. The gray eyes focused on the hand then her own hand reached out and took Mai's.

"Your room is over in there," Mai pointed to Nakia's room, "our other roommate is in class but she'll be back soon. She shares a room with you. Oh and your stuff is already inside."

"Thank you," Ryu-Hoshi gave a small smile and walked into her room. She surveyed all the red eyes and smiled. I think I'll get along well with my roommate. Her belongings were placed on the bare bed and she moved to unpack. Soon the room, well her half, looked much like an Egyptian room. She had curtained off her side of the room and made it look much like her home. She smiled at her work as she hung up her last shirt in the closet.

"Now all I have left to put up is this blue-eyes white dragon poster," she said out loud. She took the poster from her white and tan bed and taped it to the nearby wall. She smiled at her work then lay down on her bed. She closed her eyes for a little bit. The next thing she knew there was someone watching her. Her gray eyes opened and she froze. She knew those blue eyes that looked back at her.

"Nakia," she whispered unsure if it was really her.

"Yes, and you must be my roommate," Nakia smiled, "though I didn't get your name."

"It's me Ni! Ryu-Hoshi," Ryu-Hoshi was in shock. How can she not remember me?

"I've never met you before," Nakia walked through the curtain to get to her side of the room.

"So I guess you don't have your memories back," Ryu-Hoshi sighed.

"You're from the past too," Nakia asked sitting on her own bed.

"Yes, and we used to be friends," Ryu-Hoshi reminded her, "You saved me so many times."

"Did you know the pharaoh," Ni asked. Ryu-Hoshi growled.

"I hate that Ra damned bastard," Ryu-Hoshi managed, "he did horrible things to me." She shrugged.

"I can't believe that," Ni gasped, "not my Pharaoh!"

"Still overly loyal I see," Ryu-Hoshi smiled. But we shall see for how long.

"So Ryu-Hoshi what are you doing here then," Nakia asked settling into her bed.

"I'm looking for my brothers," Ryu-Hoshi said, "and please call me Hoshi."

"Well Hoshi I'm sure I'll remember you soon enough," Nakia mused, "and I'll help you find your brothers." Ryu-Hoshi watched through the curtains as her new roommate fell asleep. I never thought I'd met you here Neko. That means the pharaoh can't be too faraway. She turned and went to lie back on her bed. She looked over at her blue eyes poster.

"I know you're here brother," Hoshi sighed, "I was told I'd find you here."

Mokuba sat at his work desk at the Kaiba Kompound, this is where he lived with Joey's younger sister Serenity. It had been Seto's idea that the two high school students live together in his absence. Poor Mokuba hadn't really seen his big brother since he moved away to the college mansion. Granted Mokuba understood that college students were more liberal in their actions but that shouldn't keep him from seeing his brother.

"It's not fair," he sighed, "I never get to see you anymore." Two warm arms circled around him in a hug.

"I know it's not," Serenity's soft voice washed over him, "it's as if our brothers are hiding something. But we must respect Kaiba's wishes. And we have each other." She kissed his cheek softly.

"Did Kwaxx bring the papers from Kaiba Corp yet," he asked turning to face her. Since Seto had moved away to attend school Mokuba had taken charge of Kaiba Corporation. His older brother still ran the show but Mokuba did most of the frontal work now. He didn't mind it really; he liked running the company for his brother. He just wished he could see him more that's all.

"No," she smiled at how much he seemed to look like his brother at the moment, "he said he'd bring them over himself."

"I'm so lucky to have someone like you in my life," Mokuba's gray eyes shone with love for her. Ever since the two started secretly dating Serenity had been helping with the company, on the down low of course, but she wouldn't take no for an answer so Mokuba gave in.

"I'm the lucky one," she kissed him softly on the lips, "you spoil me."

"It's a Kaiba motto 'Nothing but the best for the ones we love,'" Mokuba smiled as he remembered the way Seto used to say the same things when justifying an outrageous purchase of some kind or other. There was a knock on the door.

"Come in," Mokuba commanded. The door swung open and Kwaxx walked in.

"I have the paperwork you asked more Mr. Kaiba," the tall security officer said handing a stack of papers to Mokuba. Serenity stood where she was blending in well with the background.

"Thank you," Mokuba fingered the papers.

"There's something else," Kwaxx spoke up.

"Yes," Mokuba's eyes left his paper work to see a manila envelope in Kwaxx's hands.

"They told me to give this to you," he told his boss, "and they told me to tell you 'She's here.' whatever that means."

"That will be all," Mokuba said taking the envelope and dismissing Kwaxx. The guard left and the couple was alone once again.

"Who is here," Serenity asked eying the envelope. He sat the envelope down and looked her in the eyes.

"My sister," he said.

"Neko, oh Neko," Ryu-Hoshi called softly leaning over the sleeping Nakia, "Wake up you stupid cat!" Ni shot out of bed like lightening.

"What the fuck was that for," Nakia asked glaring at her roommate.

"I wanted to know if you wanted to go to dinner with me," Hoshi said.

"Alright but next time you need to get me up just tell me some hot guy is here or something," Ni told her.

"But I used to always call you a stupid cat when you didn't get up," Hoshi pouted.

"There's no need to shout it at me," Nakia said, "now let's go eat before the cafeteria closes." The two walked out of their room to find Mai and Joey sitting on the couch. She had her head on his shoulder and his arm was around her holding her body to him. Nakia smiled at them but Ryu-Hoshi froze a shyness crossing her.

"We're going to dinner you two wanna come," Nakia asked. Mai lifted her head so she could look at Joey.

"Sure why not," Joey smiled, "we've got to eat sometime." The mock couple got up from the couch so they could all leave. Ryu-Hoshi was still frozen by her bedroom door.

"Um Hoshi are you coming," Ni asked looking back at her. Ryu-Hoshi took a few small timid steps toward the door going wide to avoid Joey.

"So this is your other roommate," Joey asked unsure what to make of her.

"Oh that's right,' Mai remembered, "Joey this is Ryu-Hoshi, Ryu-Hoshi this is my boyfriend Joey." Hoshi stopped and smiled. That was what she was waiting for. She needed to be introduced to people before she could ever relax around them.

"Hello," her voice was soft, "it's nice to meet you."

"Oh yeah same to you," Joey returned her smile. He walked to her and offered her his hand, it took her a second but she accepted his handshake.

"Can we go now I'm starving," Mai whined.

"No problem," Joey turned back to his girlfriend. The moment had passed and Ryu-Hoshi found her ability to move again. They four made their way to the cafeteria for dinner.


Ok well that is Ch 3! Go me I'm done! So here's the thing for my readers. I have a pervious story that I was working that is not on that I need to get back to…. So I'm moving into a rotation schedule so that I can work on everything and nothing will get neglected. So my next piece of work is ch 15 from my story Living Circles. It's a DBZ fic based mostly on Ocs. If you want to read it the link is Ok so you know the drill! Read and Review and please if you are reading but not telling me what you think review it. That makes me write fast and you can tell me things you want to read about. I'm always up for suggestions.