Disclaimer: Marik: Sariah doesn't own Yu- Gi- Oh!!!! *looks at Sariah expectantly*

Sariah: *shrugs* Sorry, I'm out of spiced peaches.

Marik: Darn! *pouts*

SIDE NOTE: Hey, everyone! I'm updating sooner than anyone would've expected from me, and I'm glad. I have so many ideas!!! See? *points to light- bulb above head, which has just fizzled out* Erm... *takes away light- bulb* Heh- heh... must be the wrong light- bulb.

*...* that means a memory of a person speaking. Y' know, just in case the italics won't show up, which I'm sure they won't. Anyways, thanks to those of you who reviewed!!!!!! On to the story!!!!

Yami walked up the steps of the museum, ready to go through the doors that had led to many, many answers before. He wondered what kind of answers Ishizu would have about this mysterious important person that had apparently died in his time.

"Sorry, pal, no entry," a guard blocking the entrance told him.

"Why not? May I see Ishizu?"

"Ishizu is currently on other important business," replied the guard. "I cannot allow anyone to enter the museum until she returns."

"What sort of business?" Yami had come expectantly for answers; he was not about to let this matter drop.

"Business that doesn't concern you!" the guard answered him harshly. "Now, scram!"

'Yami, we should go. I have a feeling this is very important.' Yugi said to him through their mental link.

'Yes, Yugi, but I believe my past is more important than whatever it is Ishizu is attending to.'

'Yami, it can wait. Besides, who's to say that nothing useful will turn up about the tombs?'

Yami pondered this for a moment. It seemed Yugi had a point, so he decided to let the matter drop... for now.

'I still want these questions answered,' he told his look- alike. 'But you do have a good point. I will wait.'

With a reproachful look at the guard, Yami turned and walked back to the game shop. He would get his questions answered later.

It would have done him a great deal of satisfaction if he had been near the Domino City Mall at the time, for the person he had been searching for was there, searching for someone else. And she had found him... well, she had, and the person with her, who was ready to give up his Millennium Key.

"Is the spirit restless, Shadi?" Ishizu asked her shorter companion. Shadi clutched the Key tighter and nodded.

"He is quite ready to join his future self, but you know we must explain this to him first..."

"No, we don't," Ishizu told him with finality. "We merely have to give him the key, tell him what magic it holds, and leave. Then we must hope that the pharaoh's memories become refreshed."

"He's 5,000 years old, Ishizu, who's to say that he STILL won't remember?"

"I said, hope, Shadi, though I don't have much doubt that he'll remember," Ishizu said sharply. "Let's go."

Meanwhile, as Yugi had predicted, more news on the strange tombs had come up. Yami tried desperately to ignore Yugi's chants of, "I told you so, Yami!" so he could peacefully watch the story.

A new reporter stood at the entrance to the first tomb, smiling realistically. Yami figured that the old reporter had finally cracked, so he ignored it and listened.

"I'm Ashley Wellington, reporting live from these mysterious tombs! It appears that a few interpreters have decided to assist Mr. Smith in his discoveries. Now the rest of us await what has been interpreted from this writing.... Mr. Smith?"

"It appears that the first person died during the corruption while saving the pharaoh's life..." began the explorer. Yami's mind was jerked suddenly into a trance. Voices flashed through his head, one his own, one soft and familiar, and one full of hatred and a hunger for power.

*Yami, run, please, I won't let him get to you...*

*No, he will kill you, I can't let you get hurt...*

*If he kills me, Yami, then so be it. I couldn't live with myself knowing that my best friend was hurt...*

*Ah, the pharaoh needs his pathetic little body guards. Duel me, pharaoh...*

*Yami, run!*

*Silence, useless fool!*

*YAMI, RUN, NOW!*

*I can't leave you alone!*

*PHARAOH!*

*Don't come near him, you murderer!*

*Out of my WAY, fool!*

*Make me!*

*Gladly... you shouldn't have interfered...*

*NOOOOOO!*

"And a great battle ensued, because this death angered the pharaoh. It seems the person in the first tomb was a dear friend of this pharaoh's..."

The voices flashed into Yami's mind again, but the soft one was missing. Yami realized that his voice had an angered tone to it.

*Not such a powerful ruler anymore, are you, pharaoh? Not without this pathetic lump anyway...*

*SILENCE, PRIEST! HE WAS MY FRIEND!*

*A pharaoh could never have friends.*

*You want your duel priest? I will give you that duel. And if you win, you may have whatever you want. If not, then you shall be punished for this unnecessary murder!*

*Very well, pharaoh, but I assure you that I will win.*

*We shall see.*

"The pharaoh eventually won this great battle, which seemed to involve Duel Monsters. The pharaoh's orders were then to have his dear friend buried in great riches, rivaling that of any other pharaoh's. He also requested, when he himself died, that he should be buried next to his companion..."

*My friend died honorably, keeping me out of danger. I only wish I could have done so for him... the best I can do for him in return is to have him buried in great riches, expressing my gratitude for what he has done for me. And when I die, I must be buried next to him, so that perhaps our spirits can meet again in the afterlife...*

Yami snapped out of his daze quite suddenly. He realized that he had suffered the loss of his very dear friend when the High Priest had attacked him. His friend had tried to defend him, but ended up losing his life. It was a most honorable death.

Why couldn't Yami remember his name? The soft voice, he knew, had to be that of his friend, so the other must have been the High Priest. The soft voice sounded very familiar... like someone Yami knew now... but his friend had been alive 5,000 years ago... could it be that someone n Domino shared the same likeness with his friend as he, Yami, did with Yugi? If Yami could only remember his name...

"The pharaoh's name was Yami," said the explorer. "And, at the moment, the interpreters are trying to decipher the name of the pharaoh's friend... ah, yes, they've found it...!"

Shadi and Ishizu had cornered the boy. Shadi stood ready, the Millennium Key now clutched in his hands instead of around his neck. The boy was confused.

"This Millennium Item should have been brought to you," Shadi explained. "It belongs to you. A certain spirit that is a part of you is inside it."

"What?" The boy became even more baffled as Shadi placed the now glowing Millennium Key around his neck.

"Meet your past life, Joey Wheeler..."

Yami, in the meanwhile, watched intently for his friend's name to be revealed...

"The name of the pharaoh's dear friend was Jono," announced the explorer.

SIDE NOTE: Sariah: *giggles madly* Well, was that a cliffhanger, or am I happy about nothing?

Dragaria: You're happy about important stuff!!!! Yami was getting SOOOO close!!!!!

Sariah: . Shut up! Anyways, people, I hope you liked that chapter. I liked writing it, but I get the impression that it MAY be a tad confusing. I hope it isn't... and am I going too fast for you people? I'm busy having so much fun writing all this, and some of you might be going, "WHOA!!!! PUT ON THE BRAKES, YOU MAD WOMAN!!!!" Well, I just hope you peoples are enjoying this.

Dragaria: I am!!!!!

Sariah: Thanks, but shut up. Oh, one more thing: I'm using the little game name for Yami's friend, and I'd be quite grateful if somebody could give me Tea's game name. I'm not sure if it was Anzu or Teana. Anyways, I'd be very grateful to you if you know and you tell me. And I probably confused you just now, but I hope you know what I'm talking about. ^_____^''''''' Well, please review A.S.A.P.!!!!!!