Chapter 13. Yami? Where? …

Kaiba's POV…

What the hell happened? Maybe I'll wake up and discover its all a bad dream – huh, no such luck. My head was throbbing and I tried to raise a hand to it to rub my temples, but nothing happened. Was I unconscious again? I was completely paralysed, and couldn't move – so probably. Great.

"Yes." Someone said, apparently to me,

"Yes what?" I said,

"Yes you are unconscious."

"Who are you?"

"I'm Seth. I'm surprised you'd forgotten, I wasn't counting on you having amnesia."

Oh yes. I remember. The Scepter.

"Why am I unconscious? … Again? And if I'm unconscious, how come I can feel my head throbbing?"

"Yes, that does happen…"

"What the hell do you mean? 'That does happen'?"

"That happened to me. It's the introduction of the Scepter's power to your blood and mind. It fades, but like with all new powers, it takes a little getting used to, for want of better words."

Okay, I'm having a chat with a yami, my yami, in my head! What the hell?

"Your mind is linked to mine. We do not share minds however, they are so alike that they share a telepathic link."

"Hey, can you read my thoughts?"

"Only if you let me. You can learn to prevent me from invading your thoughts, and since you have a particularly strong mind, that should not be a problem. But for now, until you learn that, I can read your mind."

"How do I learn?" I asked him impatientlyThe thought of him being able to read my mind was disturbing.

"Only practice." He answered. I felt a strange sharp pain in my chest, but it faded quickly, as if it had only been half there. I heard Seth embrace it too, but he either took it worse than me, or it had been more painful for him. He willed it away as quickly as he could. I mentally smirked at being able to read his thoughts, if only for that second.

"What was that?" I asked him,

"We also share an empathic link, but you only feel a fraction of what I feel." He said,

"And what, in God's name, provoked that?" I asked. He was trying to answer, but he clearly couldn't get the words out, and the pain came back stronger than before, I closed my eyes tightly until it faded, but this time, instead of trying to fight it, Seth relaxed and let his eyelids fall shut, enduring it bravely, but I could hear his breath becoming heavier as he laboured with it. Finally, he managed to tell me something;

"Kisara." He said. Okay, it was a start.

"Kisara. I was the reason she died. She was murdered in cold blood by my father, for her power. She was the spirit of the Blue Eyes White Dragon…" he took a deep breath, the agony increasing. "He wanted her power for me, so then I would promote him. When I refused to kill her, he set about doing it, but he left it until it would be fatal to me too." I was confused now. How could it affect him? "I rescued her from some peasants who believed that her pale skin and hair was bad luck. She had very light blue hair, white skin and blue eyes. They were stoning her. I made them stop, and healed her. I brought her back to the palace and took her on as my apprentice. I spent a lot of time training her, she was clever and caught on quickly. I wasn't keen on it at first because I was up to my neck in work as it was, but I found that I enjoyed her company, as someone near my age who could actually claim intelligence. I found myself finding more and more time to train with her." He took another breath, but I didn't let him off yet. I listened carefully for the continuation. "I fell in love with her." He said shamelessly, "Deeper and deeper, the more I was with her. Isis once told me that she enjoyed my company as much as I enjoyed hers. I dwelled on this. I knew that the social difference was too great. I couldn't sleep one night, and as a result, I wasn't up on time in the morning." He stopped again, shutting his eyes tightly and grimacing. But his hand was now clutching the material of his robes that covered his heart. He opened his eyes and said to me; "I can't tell you, I'm going to pass out at this rate. But I can show you." The black nothingness that obscured my vision was becoming clear, and for one gracious moment I thought I was waking up, but I wasn't.

Vision:

I found myself standing in the middle of what must have been Seth's bedchamber. He was asleep, but only just, as if he was on the verge of waking, but a particular part of his subconscience was keeping him in a dream. Suddenly, the blue eyes that were so like mine were open, he sat up, and he raised a hand to his head, as if to remind himself that whatever he had dreamt was only a dream. Observing the position of the sun, he cursed himself and got up and dressed quicker than I thought it humanely possible to do. He was ready all for his blue headdress thing and his gold sash. It hit me at this point that he couldn't see me, like I was a ghost. A beautiful female voice sounded from behind the door. Seth's head flew around, his chestnut hair resting around his eyes. He shouted something in Arabic, something that I strangely understood, and a girl, around his age, if anything a little younger. Light blue hair, blue eyes and pale skin disguised her for a moment, but I quickly realised that it was Serenity - mental note: why did I just call her that? She walked in and told him that Isis was worrying that he was ill. He said that he was fine and that he just overslept. He tied his gold sash around his waist, and walked over to the window and looked out onto the Nile. He continued, saying he had a bad dream He then corrected himself in saying that it was either a very good dream or a very bad one. She walked over and stood next to him, and asked him how that could be. He held his head in his hand again, and a gold triquertra glowed brilliantly on his forehead. She looked at him with curious eyes, but said nothing. He looked down at her kindly, as if to say thank you for asking but I'm fine. Just then, their eyes met, and both of them lingered in a trance, the gap between them slowly shrinking. His arm snuck around her waist, their eyes fell closed and their lips touched. I felt Seth's heart skip several beats at this, but I didn't get to see any more, and I was being drawn out of the vision.

"Oh," I said, "so why the unbearable agony?"

"Because the bond we shared was true. A true bond creates a spiritual link, meaning that what the one feels, the other also feels. It also means that if one dies, then the other will almost certainly die too. Kisara was killed; slowly and painfully, I felt it too and I still do, but I didn't die, though all of me wanted to. So until we are reunited I exist in the pain I endured in my final days." He said. Before, I would have called him ridiculous, but now I was sure he wasn't. Somewhat absently I noticed that I was feeling stronger, and I never continued the conversation, because I felt myself drift back into consciousness.

Normal POV…

"Hey, he's waking up!" said Phoebe excitedly, Serenity smiled brightly when she heard this news, and knelt down beside him. Paige had orbed them all, except Yugi, back to the Halliwell Manor, where Kaiba lay on the sofa, the Scepter held limply in his hand. Paige had gone off to help a charge, leaving Piper as the mentor. She watched Serenity brush some of his hair out of his eyes gently, and smiled faintly herself. The girl was so sweet, and reminded her of Phoebe. Both clever and dear. Her thoughts were interrupted by Kaiba's royal blue eyes flickering open. For once, they didn't look cold and icy, but still had that same majestic clarity.

"Kaiba, are you okay?" asked Serenity calmly,

"I'm not sure," He said weakly, forcing himself to sit up, placing the Scepter at his side. "I think so."

"You passed out." Said Piper informatively.

"I figured." He said, his voice becoming stronger, "Where am I?"

"The Halliwell Manor." She replied. He nodded and stood up. Serenity, who was slightly doubtful of his stability, got up too, but he was fine.

"Thanks." He said to Piper, who nodded in acknowledgement. Serenity was quite amazed at his sudden change of character, but decided that it was for the better. He walked out in to the middle of the attic, "I just wanna try something." He assured them. Then he disappeared in a cascade of blue lights, and reappeared at the other end of the room. He looked down, sighing in relief, and said; "I haven't been able to do that in a long time."

"You're a whitelighter." Said Piper to herself, "So how can you do Particular Manipulation? It's a witch power."

"I'm half witch, half whitelighter, so I can do both." He said.

"Are you okay orbing back to Domino, or shall I get Paige?" she asked,

"No, I'm fine." He said, and offered his hand to Serenity, who nervously took it. She felt a strange shock when she did, but it subsided as they disappeared.

Sorry it took so long getting this one up, may take a bit getting the next one up too, but I will try peeps! Thanks for the reviews!