Disclaimer: Sariah: MARIK!!!! DISCLAIMER!!!!!

Marik: You don't have to shout; I'm sitting right here.

Sariah: Fine. Disclaimer!!!

Marik: Sariah doesn't own Yu- Gi- Oh. Happy now?

Sariah: Yep. Thanks.

SIDE NOTE: Sariah: I have such a knack for cornball disclaimers, don't I?

Dragaria: ^_^' Yes, you do, Sariah.

Sariah: ^_^ Okay, then. Anyways, this was a weird idea that just popped into my head. I hope everyone likes it. Now then, please take your seats and enjoy the fic!

Yugi Moto, the wild- haired, short high- school student and his near invisible ancient- Egyptian look- alike sat watching the news. Yugi wasn't normally fascinated with the news, even if Yami enjoyed watching the weatherman, but today's news was interesting. It was so interesting, that Yami didn't even bother to ask when the weatherman was coming on.

"Tomb- explorer Jonathan Smith made an unexpected, but amazing discovery in excavating what seemed to be a pharaoh's tomb," announced the reporter. "He found this supposed pharaoh's tomb in one of the oldest pyramids here in Egypt. But our expert says that when he finally reached the inside of the tomb, it appeared that it actually wasn't the tomb of a pharaoh. Mr. Smith, would you care to tell us exactly what it was you found?"

"Well, you see, I did believe it was a pharaoh's tomb when I got inside," the explorer admitted. "There were vast riches inside it, and plenty of praise in the writing. But, you see, as I took a closer look at the writing, I found something very, very unusual."

"What is this unusual feature you found inside the tomb? Was it a strange artifact of some sort?"

The explorer shook his head. "No; I found it in the writing. You see, as I examined it, I found nothing of a long rule, or of a connection to the gods, or even a mention that it was the pharaoh. I don't believe this tomb was that of a pharaoh, but it has so many riches. Normally, the vast riches were placed inside the pharaoh's tomb, but since this tomb doesn't seem to be a pharaoh's, it puzzles me. This person must have been important in another way."

"Are you still looking into this, Mr. Smith?"

"Oh, absolutely. I'm not leaving this area until I find out why there are so many riches in this one tomb."

"Thank you, Mr. Smith," the reporter somehow managed to regain her unusually cheerful smile. "There you have it. An unusual discovery in an unusual country full of mysteries. I'm Janet Foster, and this has been a live report. Back to you, Taylor."

"That's odd, Yami," Yugi turned around on the couch to look at his look- alike. "Do you remember anything like that happening when you ruled as the pharaoh?"

"I'm not sure, Yugi. But it sounds very familiar to me," Yami then smiled at the shorter boy. "Turn around now, Yugi; the weatherman is on."

Yugi rolled his eyes at his look- alike and turned around. The weatherman was now pointing to a large screen and saying that it was going to be hot in Domino for the next few days. Yugi sighed. He didn't feel he could stand hot weather.

For once, Yami couldn't keep his attention on the weatherman. He was a little preoccupied with the previous live report. It seemed so familiar to him... but why? For as long as he could remember, only the pharaohs were buried with vast and overwhelming riches. His father, who was also a pharaoh, had been buried with great riches, as was his father, and his father. And Yami was quite certain that his body had been buried in the same splendor. So why did it seem so familiar that someone, perhaps a commoner, had been buried in the riches of a pharaoh?

Perhaps it wasn't from his time; perhaps it was a story his mother had told him when he was very young. That was very likely. As a child, Yami had heard many, many stories from his mother. It was possible that it was a story that his mother had told him about. But still...

"Alright, Yami," Yugi switched off the TV, stretched, and stood up. "You saw the weatherman; now I'm going to bed." Yugi began to walk towards his bedroom. "Coming, Yami?"

"Huh? Oh, no, that's alright, Yugi. I think I'm going to stay up for a little while."

Yugi shrugged. "Suit yourself, Yami." He walked off towards his bedroom. Once out of sight, Yami switched the news back on, keeping the volume down low. The screen was back at the tomb.

"This is Janet Foster, again live, from this unusual tomb," the reporter announced. "Breaking news! Another amazing discovery has been made. Next to this tomb of vast riches is another tomb, this one being that of a pharaoh's, though not as greatly covered in riches. And what's even more interesting, is the fact that Mr. Smith has found a mention of the first tomb. Mr. Smith, would you care to show us your discovery?"

"I'd be absolutely delighted," Mr. Smith stepped in front of the camera. "You see, while I was trying to decipher more of the writing from the first tomb, I stumbled upon a door that led to this one right here. As you can see, it doesn't have as many treasures as the first tomb, but it does actually belong to a pharaoh. So, after looking closely at the words, I've discovered that this tomb has mentions of the person buried in the first tomb. And after further examination, I hope to come across mentions of the person buried in the second tomb from the writing in the first."

"Tell us, Mr. Smith, how is this person spoken of in the second tomb?"

"It seemed this person was very important to the pharaoh, though, from the writing, it appeared he was nothing more than a commoner. My theory is that the pharaoh's orders were to have this person buried in these great riches, and to be buried next to him. I am also guessing that the two must have been companions, or this first person somehow saved corruption of the pharaoh's rule. I am guessing one of the two, but most likely the second, because I found mentions of corruption in the first tomb. I will study this writing further, however. I may very well be wrong in both of my theories. I have barely deciphered even half of the writing. It will take much more time."

"Thank you, Mr. Smith," the reporter turned back to the camera. "Well, it looks like I'm going to have to stay here in Egypt for a little while to see if anything else comes up. I'll be reporting live. Back to you, Taylor."

Yami relayed the information in his mind. It no longer seemed like a tale told to him as a child. It seemed like he'd been there, and seen everything happening. It could have very well been in his time, for he had been an extremely powerful ruler. Many outside his rule tried to take over. He wondered if this person, perhaps, actually did save his rule from corruption. Or perhaps he was a friend... as a matter of fact, Yami remembered having a close friend. But he wasn't sure if this friend was a commoner or perhaps part of his court.

"My memory is vague... but this friend is quite familiar to me... I feel like I have seen him very recently. But that can't be possible; that was 5,000 years ago. Perhaps I'm just a little tired. I should go to bed."

Yami switched off the TV and went upstairs where Yugi was already sleeping peacefully. He sighed and slipped inside the puzzle to rest for the night.

A tanned figure rose out of the floor and looked upon the sleeping boy's puzzle. He wore a turban and a golden object hung around his neck. He smiled softly as he looked at the puzzle.

"So, Pharaoh Yami... your memories are coming back to you. Unfortunately for some of us, they are not the memories we want to come back." He sighed sadly and looked at the golden object around his neck. "I never thought I'd have to give this up... or that the most complicated part of the Millennium Items would have to be explained so soon." He grumbled darkly. "Curse the news... and Ishizu. Always so proper about everything. Now I must jog your memory, Pharaoh Yami. Don't you worry. You will find all your answers quite soon..."

And he vanished without a trace. The next morning, Yami and Yugi suspected nothing of what was to come.

"Yugi!" Solomon Moto called his grandson into the living room. "They've got more news on the mysterious tombs!"

Yugi rushed into the living room as Yami slipped out of the puzzle to watch the live report...

SIDE NOTE: Sariah: Dum- dum- duuuuuummmmm!!!! And there's the cliffhanger!!!!!

Dragaria: THAT'S IT?!?!?!?!?!?!

Sariah: Um... yeah, that's it.

Dragaria: What kind of cliffhanger is that?! That's so evil!!!!!! Yami is so close to discovering something new about his past!!!!

Sariah: -_-' Oh... for a second there I thought you actually liked the fic. Now I know it's just Yami that you're concerned about.

Dragaria: ^_^ Yep.

Sariah: *sighs* Well, I hope the readers actually liked it, otherwise my boat is kinda sunk here, isn't it? Please review A.S.A.P.!!!!!!!

Dragaria: Hey, you said JUST Yami...