The allotted time had come and gone, and soon it was time for the contestants of duelist kingdom to go to the island. The early morning found Natori in her home, packing her bags for the days she would spend helping both Seto and Yugi. After some convincing from Kasumi, Natori had agreed to help Yugi and their friends with getting Solomon Muto's soul back. It wasn't as if she hadn't wanted to help, she just didn't like being told what she would do. So far, she had packed a few pairs of clothes, her weapons, and sanitary products. She looked down at her neck, and smiled at the blood diamond hanging between her breasts. It had been cut into a rose shape, and many colors swirled within it. It had been her father's present to her mother on their wedding day, before she was born. Of course her mother had been pregnant with her then. She held no memories of her mother; she had apparently died during childbirth. It was the story her father had told her, but for some reason, she didn't believe him. She didn't blame him for lying to her. She knew that her psyche had been severely damaged, and her counterparts only sought to protect her. Their crown jewel. The door to her room opened, and Natori looked to see her great grandfather walk into the room.

Pyro Sukimori was the absolute leader of their clan. To them, his word was law. He had no problem disciplining anyone who stepped out of their place. His white tresses were long over his shoulder. His amethyst eyes were slit inquisitively through his years of life. He was tall and broad, with the same complexion as hers, wearing a white T-shirt and sweatpants. Full lips smiled lovingly at her as he leaned against the doorframe.

"You have decided to go on this adventure my love?" Pyro asked.

Natori looked to him and nodded. "Perhaps… If I go… My memories will return to me?"

Pyro smiled sadly. "You know it doesn't work like that. Besides, do you really want to know? About your past?"

Natori lowered her gaze. That was a question she had asked herself countless times before. Her answer was always the same. She didn't know. On one hand, she wouldn't feel so abnormal whenever her family talked about fond memories that she should've remembered but didn't. On the other hand, she knew that her past had been very traumatic, and if her own mind had blocked her out from certain events, she wondered if she wanted to risk the repercussions of reopening such mental wounds. However, being that her mind had suppressed those memories meant that they had never healed correctly to begin with. She wondered if the mind were anything like bones, when the bone didn't heal correctly, the greatest course of action was to re-break the bone, and then set it so it healed properly.

Natori sighed. "I don't know… Whenever I ask myself that question, too many possibilities form in my mind… I find myself second guessing, and second guessing again."

Pyro nodded his understanding. "You should speak with your uncle Blake on the matter. Perhaps he can help you gain a clearer understanding."

"Perhaps." Natori smiled.

Pyro watched her continue to pack. "Ugh, why do you look like me?"

Natori giggled. "Because I'm a triplet born late!"

It was common saying among their family that Natori was a triplet born late. Pyro Sukimori had a younger twin brother. Demetrius. Demetrius was the sole advisor of the Sukimori clan. He helped Pyro overlook and decide the next best course of action for their clan.

Pyro chuckled. "That could very well be true. Are you sure that you don't want one of us to join you and Sumi?"

Natori lowered her head. "If I felt that it was right, I would have my whole family join me. But something tells me… That I must take this journey alone."

Pyro's eyes narrowed thoughtfully. "You are no longer that ankle biting toddler that would crawl into my bed for reasons unknown."

Natori giggled. "With your height? I'll always be an ankle biter. And besides, your bed is more comfortable." She finished packing her suitcase, and then stared at it dejectedly. She didn't want to go.

Pyro closed the distance and cupped her face with both hands. "You have my blessing."

Natori looked at him with wide eyes. She took a deep breath, and then bowed. "Thank you elder, I will not fail you."

Pyro smirked. "If you do, I'm putting you in timeout."

Natori giggled.

The sun had almost risen to the sky when Natori arrived to the docks. Her hair was long down her back and a black cap adorned her head. She wore a simple black halter top and matching black shorts with converse. Kasumi, Yugi, and the gang were waiting for her. The boat was a huge yacht. More than enough room for them.

"Tori! I swear you look amazing in everything!" Kasumi exclaimed. She wore a yellow sundress, and her curly hair was wild and cascaded down her back like a halo.

Natori gave her a look. "I see you're secretly taking advantage of Seto's temporary absence."

Kasumi made a face. "I texted him a picture of my outfit today!"

"From the back?"

Kasumi looked away.

Natori smirked. "Thought so."

"Shut the hell up! I'm sure you waited until your family went back to sleep before you put that on!"

Natori giggled, nodding her head in confirmation. Truth be told, there was absolutely no way that anyone in her family would allow her to wear anything like what she wore now. But it was hot out, and she didn't feel like wearing full pants and a sleeved shirt.

"So, we're just going to board this ship like shit's sweet?"

"Yep!" Kasumi giggled.

Natori sighed and looked up into the sky. The sun was steadily rising, and she briefly wondered, if her mother was currently watching. She could only imagine what her mother would have been like had she survived. Would she be a helicopter parent like the rest of her family? Or would she let her have some type of freedom? It wasn't as if she didn't understand. She was the crown jewel of one of the most prominent and mythically hated clan in the entire paranormal realm. Since she had yet to awaken, she was virtually invisible. However, there were beings that would still be able to detect her aura despite her still slumbering. The necklace around her neck shielded her from those beings as well. The only being that would be able to detect her despite all of the measures her family had taken to shield her, was her soulmate. But she doubted a cooked chicken would be able to speak.

"You've been staring at her for quite some time now Yugi, something on your mind?" Yami asked from within the puzzle.

Yugi sighed. "She's different…. I don't know how… But she's different."

Yami chuckled. "I feel it too. There is something about her that is extremely familiar… Almost as if I knew her from long ago. I know that my queen held a characteristic of Natori's, but that's all I can remember of her."

"You've been staring over here for a while now, is everything ok?" Natori asked suddenly, snapping Yugi out of his conversation. It wasn't as if she couldn't see the ghostly being standing beside him, but she figured it was another side of him, possibly being projected because of the magic within the puzzle. She wouldn't say anything about it, seeing as how no one else reacted to it, she wouldn't either.

Yugi laughed awkwardly with a blush. "Oh! Um, sorry! It's just that… I've never seen you in normal clothes before… You look… Really good in that outfit!"

Natori crossed her arms. "Thank you." She told him. Jealousy shot through her like a lightning bolt suddenly, and Natori simply smirked. She was quite used to feeling the disease-like emotion. Being an empath, and susceptible to the emotions of other beings, she had grown used to being irritated for no reason, and feeling jealous when there was truly nothing she wanted that other people had. Except maybe a mother. Natori immediately suppressed that thought. She was fine without a mother. She had the men in her family that watched over her. She was fine… She was fine…

The dock had been filled with the faces of other duelist by this time, and Natori immediately moved closer to Kasumi. She disliked crowded places. There were too many energies, and with so many going through her all at once, she became increasingly lost in a sea of emotions that weren't even her own. Excitement, pain, nervousness, confidence, arrogance, rage… There were so many feelings that were passing through her. She held onto Kasumi's dress. Empathy wasn't something she could just turn off. There was no way to stop the energies from passing through. She had blocked everything out with music, covered up her hair, everything. Nothing worked. She was forced to suffer in silence.

"It's alright Tori, I've got you." Kasumi told her.

"I must look… So exceedingly childish…"

"I know why you're doing this, so their opinions don't matter."

"… Can you hear them…?" Natori asked.

Kasumi shook her head sadly. This was another reason why her family fiercely protected her. She was much more sensitive than the others, and had developed both her father's and mother's abilities. From what Akiko had told her, Chikara held immense spiritual powers. Those powers combined with his own, made for a unique, powerful, and extremely sensitive child. Natori's abilities from Akiko were sealed, but she was born with Chikara's powers. If she were already this sensitive while she only possessed Chikara's abilities, then Kasumi could only imagine how sensitive she would become once all of her powers unlocked. She led Natori onto the boat along with the other duelist. One of Kasumi's abilities was camouflage. She could blend anyone or anything into any environment or crowd. She had offered to camouflage Yugi's friends as well, but they declined. She guessed that they had their own plan of getting on board. Kasumi immediately walked Natori to their room. It consisted of one bed, a table, a small closet, and another room that no doubt led to the bathroom. Natori pulled away from Kasumi then, now that they were alone, her mind was much more alert.

"Girl… Pegasus has to have a lot of people fucked up." She commented.

Kasumi giggled. "Definitely. Do you want to change it?"

"Nah," Natori answered. "We don't know if there are other preternatural beings on this boat. Papa told me not to use my abilities so openly whenever they're not around."

Kasumi shrugged. "True. Besides, we've been sleeping in the same bed since kindergarten!"

"You're lucky we haven't fucked at all during that amount of time."

Kasumi only made a face, to which Natori laughed. Neither girl held an interest in their own gender.

"Did you happen to grab a cruise guide?" Natori asked.

"Yeah, we have access to every room minus the rooms of other duelists, and of course the control rooms. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner are served at specific times but the kitchen is 24 hours. Dinner attire is formal."

"I'm glad I packed all of those dresses then. I wasn't going to, but great grandpapa said something about dinner being a formal affair."

"Have you unlocked your memories yet?" Kasumi asked. It was a sore topic, but Kasumi knew that Natori had been trying to unlock them. It was a secret meant to only be mentioned in private. Neither girl knew the measures the Sukimori men were willing to go in order to keep her from finding out.

Natori shook her head, but then smirked. "Not exactly. But I do know that it's not only my recent memories I need to unlock, but I also discovered that I had a past life. My soul is immortal, but my body is not as of yet. Of course once I reach my awakening stage my body becomes immortal as well, but I think… In my past life… I was killed before reaching the age of immortality. I don't know who I was or where I was. Do you have any memories like that?"

Kasumi shrugged. "No, I'm not immortal. Sorry love."

Natori smiled, but it was sad. She knew all too well that one day, she would lose Kasumi forever. Her heart clenched, as it usually did when she thought about that. Kasumi was her best friend. Her soul sister. She didn't want to lose her ever. There was no other person in the world that understood her like Kasumi did. She even understood things that some of her family didn't.

"Don't cry Tori…" Kasumi told her softly, closing the distance and hugging the silently weeping girl close. She knew that Natori often thought about her impending demise. She knew how much Tori loved and protected her. She may have portrayed herself as an unsympathetic person, but truthfully, she cared a lot more than most people.

"My head hurts…" Natori groaned quietly.

Kasumi smiled. "Get some rest; I'll go mingle with the others."

"Alright." Natori sighed.

Kasumi left the room, and ventured onto the dock where Yugi and his friends were. She walked over to them and smiled. "Hey guys, what you do think of the rooms?"

"For a yacht, the rooms sure were dull looking." Tea responded.

"Yeah, there's no personality at all!" Joey complained.

Kasumi giggled, and then looked over to Yugi. He was staring into the waters silently. "Yugi? Did something happen?" She asked. The young man was usually very upbeat and kind. But his aura at the moment was very sad and a bit discouraged.

He looked to Kasumi, and then wrinkled his brow. "Where's Tori?" He asked.

"She's resting. She had a very bad headache. I'll wake her when it's time for dinner."

"Was it because of the energies?" Yugi asked.

Kasumi looked taken aback. "What do you mean?"

Yugi looked down. "I… I don't know what I meant. Sorry. Forget that I asked."

Kasumi rubbed her arms awkwardly. How would Yugi know about Natori's empath abilities? They had always been friends, but they never spoke a word about her abilities. Had he been watching her all that time? Her eyes narrowed a bit. She would have to keep an eye on Yugi. "Why are you so down?" She asked to change the subject.

Joey huffed. "A few hours ago, some bug eyed punk took Yug's Exodia cards and tossed them over the boat! I tried to get 'em, but no luck! Sorry Yug, I really tried!"

"It's ok Joey! Really! Thanks for trying."

Kasumi tilted her head to the side. "Bug eyed…? You mean Weevil Underwood?"

"That slippery punk!" Joey growled. "Wait, how'd you know his name?"

Kasumi giggled. "Natori and I met him at a gala a few years back. He was so enamored by Tori that he practically proposed! Seto and I were in hysterics watching Natori turn him down. She knew he was a slippery little punk even before this. She's a really good judge of character."

Teá crossed her arms. "Natori seems to be really stand-offish. Even though you talk to us all of the time, she never really seems willing to let us in."

Kasumi looked to Teá, and her eyes changed a bit. "If you had to endure the hell she had to, you'd be reluctant to let anyone in too. She's such a sweet girl, I promise. But because of what she's gone through, it's hard for her to put her trust in anybody. Tori and I are childhood friends. It took Seto years before Natori would so much as tell him how her day went. She is extremely cynical. But when she loves, she loves hard. Once you have her loyalty, you have it forever. She is an amazing friend. A helicopter friend, but she got that from her family. I know it's hard to understand her Teá, but please, try. For me. She's my best friend and I love her to death."

"I like Natori," Teá told her. "I just wish she'd see that we're good friends too."

Kasumi smiled. "She will. I plead your case every day."

"Tori has never played duel monsters before right?" Yugi asked suddenly.

"Nope!" Kasumi giggled. "She's a trained and seasoned assassin. I think she's curious about it, but no one around her can explain it. Except for Seto, but she's not comfortable around him unless I'm there too. I'm working on that since they're like siblings, but… The likelihood of her being comfortable being alone with a man other than her family, is slim… Probably impossible."

Yugi nodded, ignoring the change in Kasumi's voice. He could infer that something terrible had happened to Natori. "I was wondering, maybe you and Tori can come to my room after dinner? I could show you both some pointers. So you're not confused when watching the matches on duelist kingdom."

"That would be nice! Yeah I'll make sure she's there because I'm not having her standing there looking confused as hell."

Yugi laughed. "You mean the face she makes when her eyes get big and her mouth opens a bit? She does it a lot in class, but I don't think it's because of the lesson."

Kasumi smirked. "No, she hears other conversations at the wrong time. You must watch her a lot to know that, Yugi."

Yugi's eyes widened and he looked down with a blush. "Oh… Um… It's… Um…"

Kasumi simply giggled. "Any requests? She practically brought her entire wardrobe with her."

Yugi blushed again. A picture had formed in his mind, but he was a little reluctant to answer.

Joey noticed this, and smirked. "She should wear a skirt, pencil skirt if she has one. Maybe a halter top or—"

"No! She should wear that red dress!" Yugi replied.

"What red dress?" Kasumi asked.

Yugi's face could've rivaled a strawberry. "Um… From the picture of you two at that party… Where she wore that red dress."

Kasumi thought about it, and then gasped excitedly. "Oh my God I loved that dress! That entire outfit was amazing! She looked like a princess!"

"No." Yugi whispered quietly. "She looked like a queen…"