Yuki: ok! I'm on a role now!

Amunet walked out of the game shop, telling grandpa that she was going for a walk, Yu-gi was still sleeping so she didn't have to worry about Yami. She walked down to the IHOP, keeping an eye out for Bakura. She sat on a bench that was out front, and stared at the ground trying to get the dream out of her head; she had been having the same dream for the past few nights and did not enjoy it. No matter how hard she tried she could not figure out why Malik because so mad and hit her with the rod. A shadow suddenly blocked the sun from her. She looked up expecting Bakura, but instead saw Seto Kaiba himself, standing in front of her.

"What are you doing here, with out your little group?" He sat down next to her.

"Just taking a walk, you here for breakfast two days in a row?" She looked up at him.

He laughed almost as if he was embarrassed, "Perhaps I am, what does it matter to you?"

She shrugged, "I guess it doesn't matter where you eat when you are rich."

He glared at her, and she gave him a small smile. He walked into the IHOP to order his breakfast.

Amunet shook her head, and stared back down at the sidewalk until she hear Bakura's voice, "Amunet, I've got another note for you." He handed her another folded piece of paper.

"Thanks Bakura," she opened it.

My dear Amunet,

Shadi came to visit me, not long after our meeting yesterday, he said that he sensed a disturbance in the destiny of the Items. He wanted to make sure that I had not interfered with the necklace's path. Bakura's going to check up on you every day, note or no note, just to make sure you are well. I'm worried your illness, the weakness, will come back, you were looking pale yesterday. I found a few interesting things in scriptures about dream prophecies. Meet me in Domino Park tomorrow, about the same time as you meet Bakura at IHOP.

Malik Istar

Amunet looked at Bakura, "do you have a piece of paper and a pen?"

He nodded, "I figured you would want to write him back," he handed it to her. She started to write.

Malik,

It figures Shadi would go to you to see if you took the necklace, Yami probably things the same. I was pale because I haven't been sleeping well, not because my illness is still here. We have been to countless doctors who say that I am fine, of course that happened before too. I'd be interested in learning about the dream prophesies, Isis once told me that they ran in my family, but I never paid attention, go figure.

Amunet

She folded it up, not as nearly fancy and gave it to Bakura, "Thank you," and she ran off home.

Yami was waiting for her when she walked in the door, "Amunet, you need to start taking someone with you when you go out."

She sighed, "Yami, I'm old enough to go for a morning walk by myself." She started to walk up the stairs.

"Do you want to be kidnapped again?" he exclaimed.

"First of all, I wasn't tecenaly kidnapped, second of all, Malik wouldn't be dumb enough to try that again" She was in the middle of the stairs her eyes closed tight.

Yami sighed, "Amunet, you need to be careful, you aren't healed from it, mentally, physically you may be fine, but the memories are still raw in your mind."

"You don't have to tell me that Yami, I know." She finished walking up the steps going to her room.

Yami sighed, 'something is up with her Yu-gi, I just do not know what.' He spoke mentally to his Aibou. Yu-gi answered, 'I know there is something, but I doubt she will tell us' Yami nodded, 'I agree' Yu-gi responded 'she's been through a lot, that could be it'

In her room Amunet was sketching furiously in a sketch book, the images were of things she had no knowledge of. She had drawn the God Cards in full detail with an Ankh in the middle. She shut the book closing her eyes. A headache had formed between her eyes, what the heck was wrong with her? She rolled on to her back to sleep.

The next morning she got up to take another 'walk' she had made sure not to wake Yu-gi and told Grandpa that she was off.

She walked into the park looking around for Malik.

"Amunet, over here," he waved he had been sitting on a bench in front of the playground.

She walked over to him, "Yami got mad at me yesterday, for not taking someone with me."

Malik looked at her, "Oh, what did you say?"

"I told him I was old enough to go on a walk by myself. And he reminded me that I needed to be careful, because I may be healed but the memories are still raw. I walked off, and went up stairs, I started sketching." She smiled.

"Sketching makes you happy then?" he looked out on the play ground. She nodded, "Yeah."

"Good, it's about time you find something to make you happy. Now, when did Isis tell you that dream prophecies run in your family?"

She shrugged, "I don't remember exactly when, just that it has for a long time. What's the deal with them?"

He looked at her dead serious, "People who have them will have repeated dreams, sometimes missing a little detail. They will have the dream until the event comes to pass. Most of the time the dream comes more forceful than other dreams, so they seem like nightmares." He turned back to watching the kids on the play ground. "Let me know if you ever experience this, it could be vital to your survival."

She nodded slightly, "I will," she sighed, "I have a few sketches I want to show, can you meet me at the museum tomorrow around lunch time again?"

He nodded, "Of course. You better get home before that pharaoh gets pissed off again." She nodded, "Yeah I better." She gave him a hug and ran off.

She tried to sneak into the house, but Yami caught her once again.

"Amunet, may I talk to you?" he stepped up.

This caught her off guard, "sure."

"You've been acting strange lately, are you alright?" He took another step forward, "it's like you're always trying to go out."

"Yami, take that puzzle and shove it in your mouth, stop bugging me about being out. I'm fine, don't worry, drop it!" she stormed up the stairs slamming the door shut.

Yami looked up the stairs, 'what did I do?'