The sun fell down from above, making the sea glitter. A soft breeze blew, making the plants that clung to the cliff face sway. He leaned on the white fence, watching the waves silently as people moved back and forth on the road behind him.
Without notice she appeared from the crowd and took a place beside him, looking out at the sea and sky displayed.
"You're leaving today then?" Bakura asked without glancing at her.
Sundari nodded. "It's been a fun here, but it's about time we went home." She sighed and looked around. "Greece is beautiful, isn't it? It's hard to believe the summer's almost over."
"It's been a nice place to stay for these past two months." He agreed. "But you're right, it's time to move on." He finally looked over to her. "Ryou's going with you to India then?"
"For a month." She told him. "Then he'll be back in Japan in time for the start of the school semester."
"The traveling time away from there will do him good." Bakura said. "I know he doesn't like to be at home when his father's not there. He doesn't really like to be alone."
Sundari looked over at him. "Where will you go, Bakura?"
He sighed, and looked at his hands. "I'll travel for a bit. I don't really have a place in this modern age, so I guess I'll have to find one, or make one. I think I'll return to Egypt for awhile, go back to my roots."
"Sounds like a plan." Sundari uttered.
From down the road a man called out, her father. Sundari waved back to him, then turned back to the thief beside her.
"I know, you have to go." Bakura said before she could.
"Yes, I do." She replied. "Bakura…"
He stood straight, stretching a bit. "Hm?"
"Will I ever see you again?"
He glanced at her, then sighed. "I'm not sure. Maybe one day." He looked towards Sundari's waiting family, with Ryou standing beside them. "Do me a favor, will you?"
"Oh course."
"I've never been good at good-byes," He began, not sure how to say it. "But tell Ryou I wish him the best. And watch out for him, he has a knack for getting into trouble."
Sundari smiled. "I will."
"And watch out for that." He added, glancing towards the Iolite that hung at Sundari's wrist. Sitting above it was a thin chain, on it a lone piece of black onyx sat to subdue the Iolite's power. Each Keeper carried with them a piece of onyx, to assure that their Gem's powers would collide again, or act up without the Keeper's consent. "Keep a keen eye on that thing." Bakura ordered.
"I'll be sure to do that as well." She told him.
Bakura rubbed the back of his neck. "And-and take care of yourself. You know, it's been a real-" He stopped, unsure how to but it.
"A real pleasure." Sundari said for him.
"Yes, that's it." Bakura said. He gave her a hard look. "Don't go getting into anymore trouble, I can't come rescuing you all the time, you know."
"Yes, yes, I know."
"Well, I guess this is it." He finally said, raising his hand and holding it out to her. "Take care."
Sundari looked at his hand, and then at him. She pushed the hand aside and wrapped her arms around his torso, giving him a hard hug. "Good-bye, Bakura."
He stood still, unsure what to do. "Uh, good-bye, Sundari." He muttered, then patted her head. When she continued to hang on, he nearly growled. "Get off me, will you?"
The girl giggled, and released him. She gave him a final smile, then turned to run over to those who awaited her. As she took hold of Ryou's hand she glanced back to the former spirit, only to see that he was gone.
The group was assembled before the great house, talking amongst themselves. It was almost as if nothing had happened those two months ago, though they all knew it had. The time had passed like a dream, but it was now time to go. So they all stood there, awaiting for their rides with their baggage.
"So, where will you guys do once you get back to Japan?" Marik asked as he readjusted his bag on his shoulder.
"Well, I'm sure the gang is wondering what happened to us." Yugi said, glancing over at Joey.
"What a story we'll have for them." Joey chuckled. "I just hope they don't go nuts on us when we tell them we spent most of the summer relaxing on a Greek beach while they were slaving away at summer jobs."
"I take it you'll be going back to Egypt?" Yugi questioned.
Marik shook his head. "Ishizu is, but I'm going to with Medea to Athens. She says that's where her mother is, so we're going up to find exactly where." He looked towards the two former spirits who stood together. "What about you two?"
"I don't know." Yami explained.
"We're thinking of traveling a bit." Nina said. "You know, live the lives we've been given."
"We're going to come back to Japan sometime in the winter." Yami added, looking towards Yugi.
"And we'll visit you and Medea in Athens sometime." Nina told Marik.
From over a hill a taxi appear, driving down the road towards them. It stopped before group, and the driver got out to open the trunk.
"I believe that's ours." Yami said, grabbing a bag and moving towards the vehicle. He glanced back at Nina who was looking towards the old house. "Are you coming?"
"Just wait." She told him as she dropped her bag. "I want to find Medea and say good-bye." Yami nodded to her, and she quickly went up the front walk and into the house.
The place was now empty, a "For Sale" sign sitting near the front walk, and a "Sold" sign sitting right above it. Nina turned into the sitting room and stopped, her gaze falling upon the girl standing in the middle of the empty room.
"I can't believe it." Medea said, knowing that Nina stood behind her. "I can't believe I'm leaving this place behind."
"I know." Nina agreed, taking a few steps towards her niece. "I was trapped here for so many years, and now I'm finally leaving it behind."
Medea turned to her, tears in her eyes. The dark makeup that once covered her face was gone, and the black in her hair was now faded to a dark green. "I'm going to miss you." She said, moved towards Nina.
"And I you." Nina told her, taking Medea into a hug. "But we'll keep in touch. You won't be able to phone me, but I'll call you all the time." She stepped away and looked at the brooch that now hung from a chain. "And if you ever need to, just use the Turquoise. Though I'm alive now, I'm still attached to it in a way, and you can use it to communicate with me."
Outside a horn honked. Nina glanced towards the window and saw Yami waving for her to hurry up.
"You should go." Medea told her, giving her another quick hug.
"Yes, of course." Nina said, smiling. "I'll visit you in Athens in awhile." She called over her shoulder as she rushed back to the front door. She gave a final wave, then was gone.
Medea watched through the window as she climbed into the taxi with Yami, then it drove away. Slowly she forced herself to move through the sitting room, past the front door, through the dining room, then the kitchen, and to the back door. She entered into the garden and ventured towards the gazebo where a lone figure sat.
"What will you do now, Ishizu?" Medea asked as she stepped under the gazebo's roof.
Ishizu looked up at her from what she had been running her hand over; the leather book with black onyx set into its cover. "There's not much for me to do." Ishizu muttered. "The Chaos has been stopped. The Shadow Gems are being protected, as with the Millennium Items. It seems the world will be safe for awhile."
"You don't have to always ensure the safety of the world." Medea told her, taking a seat on the bench beside the woman.
"But it seems that's all I've ever done." Ishizu said. "I've always been the one told hold the right knowledge for the people who needed it, to ensure the future."
"Then use that knowledge for something else."
Ishizu glanced at her. "Like what?"
The girl shrugged. "Pass it on to others. Write a book, or become a history teacher. You're smart, and you have a lot of life left in you, I'm sure you can do it."
"I suppose." Ishizu said. She patted Medea's hand. "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
"I know you'll have to be going soon." Ishizu stated, glancing at Medea's watch. "But I want you to have this." She held out the leather book.
Medea stared at it. "Oh no, I can't."
"Yes, take it." Ishizu told her. "You'll find more use of it than I will. There's still that part in it that no one can translate, not even Sanders. Maybe the Turquoise could help you with that."
"But-" Medea began, but a sharp honk stopped her.
"Medea, we're going to be late!" Marik cried out to her from the front.
"In a minute!" She called back, then turned to Ishizu again. "But-"
"Let's go." Ishizu said, standing and pulling Medea to her feet as well. "I want to say good-bye to my brother." She began to walk towards the front of the house, leaving Medea standing on in the gazebo, gaping after her. As she reached the back door she turned to her. "Are you coming?"
Medea nodded weakly, the book still in her hands. She quickly walked across the yard and followed Ishizu into the kitchen.
He sat before the computer, trying to find the error that had appeared. The waiting room was empty seeing as there were no appointments today, and the receptionist had left since her computer was down. Everything was quiet, save for the sounds of him typing.
He thought he might as well fix this problem, it would be faster than waiting for the usual repairman. Though it was why the man worked there, he felt that he took to long. Besides, he need to start working with the equipment more rather than standing back and taking notes.
The silence was broken by the steady beeping of the elevator, revealing that someone was coming to this floor. He glanced towards it, wondering who it could be.
It's probably just the receptionist back from her break. He thought, then turned back to his work. He was almost done, so he might as well try to get finished quick so she could get back to work. Things had been put back for awhile, and though it had been two months they were just getting back into the swing of things.
The elevator finally stopped, and the doors opened. Heels clicked across the floor and came towards the desk.
He didn't look up from the computer screen as he said, "I'm almost done, you can get back to work in a moment."
"You should really look at the person you're speaking to, not assume it's someone, because more often than not it's not who you think it is." A voice said, but it wasn't the receptionist. Still, the Irish lit was familiar.
Mokuba slowly looked up, his eyes meeting the green ones that peered back at him. "W-what are you doing here?"
"What, no "Hello"?" Bree asked as she leaned on the edge of the desk. "I thought someone like you would have some manners."
"Sorry." Mokuba uttered, though he couldn't help but smile at the sight of her. "It's good to see you."
"Same to you." The girl said, pushing a strand of black hair behind her ear. She noticed something around his neck and reached out, her fingers enclosing around the key that still hung on it's chain around Mokuba's neck. The Obsidian glittered back at her. "But I'm here to see your brother. Where is he?" She released the Gem and allowed it to fall back against Mokuba's chest.
"In his office." Mokuba told her, nodding towards the closed door. "But he's not seeing anyone today."
"Oh well, I'll just let myself in." She said with a grin. "He doesn't have to know you saw me." She gave him a wink, then grabbed a bag off the ground and went towards the door.
Quietly she turned the doorknob and pushed the door open. She slipped inside, closed the door silently, and leaned against it. Kaiba stood before his desk, shuffling through papers in an open briefcase, his back to her.
"Wow," Bree said as she gazed around the office. Kaiba froze. "This place is so… orderly."
He turned to her, his eyes wide. "How'd you get in here?"
"The door was unlocked." She told him, dropping her bag on the floor.
"Why are you here?" He asked, leaning against the edge of his desk.
"I came for a bit of a vacation." Bree told him. "I think I needed one."
"And Neil?"
"Well, he stayed back in Ireland." She replied, taking a slow step forward, her hands behind her back. "He said he found his calling, protecting the Citrine and all. He was "meant to do it", whatever that means. Says it "opened his eyes" and all, makes him want to try and do something with his life now. Advised me to do the same."
"Like what?" Without thinking he started to move towards her.
"I'm not sure yet." She admitted. "Thought I might travel a bit, see what the world has to offer before I decide just where my future lies." She stopped before him, meeting his gaze.
Kaiba crossed his arms. "So, why did you come here?"
"Well, I've never been to Japan." Bree said matter-of-factly. "And I thought I might come and see what everyone's been up to. Besides," A smile spread across her lips. "I remembered you had something of mine."
"What?" Kaiba said, giving her a look. "I don't have anything of yours."
"Yes you do." She insisted. "Well, it should be mine."
"And that is?"
She smiled again. "Something you should've given me, on more than one occasion."
Before Kaiba could ask what it was, Bree reached out and grabbed onto his shirt, pulling him forwards. Her lips pressed against his, and for once Kaiba's mind went blank.
Finally Kaiba pulled away. "Oh, that thing that should be yours."
"Yes, that thing." Bree grinned.
"What about Neil?" He asked.
Bree sighed. "He's not who he use to be, and I guess I'm different as well. I guess I out grew him." She smiled again as she looked up at him. "Also, he seems boring now that I've met the most headstrong and reckless person known to man."
"I'm the headstrong and reckless one?" Kaiba asked. "Wasn't it you who stole the motorcycle?"
"You assisted." Bree told him. She then turned and returned to the door, grabbing her bag. "I'm not sure about you, but I'm starved. How about we three get something to eat?"
"We three?" Kaiba asked, a bit confused as he followed her.
"Yes, we three." She opened the door, and moved out of the way so the receptionist's desk could be seen. "You, me, and Mokuba."
Mokuba looked up at hearing his name. "What?"
"Get off there, we're going for lunch." Bree told him.
"But, there's so much work to finish." Mokuba objected. He glanced at the clock on the wall. "And it's only eleven, we've never left before twelve for lunch before, we've always worked right up to the lunch break, sometimes through it."
"Is that true?" Bree asked, turning to Kaiba, who merely nodded. "That's barbaric. You people are wound too tight It's a good thing I came when I did, else none of you would learn to have some fun."
She grabbed Kaiba by the hand and pulled him toward the desk where she grabbed Mokuba and forced him from the chair. Then the three of them went to the elevator and stepped within. The doors closed behind them.