The day had finally come.

The ship had reached duelist kingdom. Natori had stayed in Yugi's cabin for the remainder of the trip, and the two had grown really close. He was the only guy she had grown comfortable around alone. He was so easy to talk to, and she had opened up to him about a lot of things. Including her lapse in memory. Yami and her mostly spoke about that. It was nice, and it felt nice to get all of that off of her chest. Yugi's group had all filed out of the boat, and they waited for Natori and Kasumi to join them. Yugi blushed as he thought about how close they had become. He was the only guy other than the ones in her family that she was comfortable alone with. He realized that, after coming into his room and found her standing there with nothing but a towel on. She had just gotten out of the shower, and her hair was towel dry. She simply turned to him and smiled.

"Hey Yugi! Could you close the door? I really wanna drop this towel."

Yugi had closed the door, and ran into the bathroom.

Natori and Kasumi emerged from the boat, and no one could stop staring. The two girls stood out completely from everyone else.

Kasumi's red hair was long down her back, and her emerald eyes glowed in seriousness. She wore a black leather suit with thigh high boots, and twin pistols rested in their holsters at her hips. A dagger rested in a sheath on her boot.

Natori's white tresses blew in the wind, and her amethyst eyes also glowed in seriousness. She wore a white halter top with a long matching skirt that slit on both sides. Twin daggers rested in thigh sheaths that rested on her thighs. Diamond anklets replaced her shoes. They walked over to Yugi and their friends. As they were coming down the ramp, they noticed Tristan acting suspicious. They both face palmed when he froze up when the guard casually addressed him.

"Get your stupid ass on!" Kasumi hissed as she walked by, smacking the back of his head. The impact was hard enough to make Tristan stagger and yelp. Natori covered her mouth to stifle the giggle.

Kasumi laughed awkwardly at the looks. "We know that this is a dueling tournament, but we just want to make sure that nothing goes wrong."

Natori looked around the island, noting the different people and the overall shape of the coast. "I'm going to get a perimeter of this island. It'll be better if we have a determined size. Mokuba could be anywhere."

Kasumi nodded. "You sure you're comfortable despite all of these people?"

Natori shook her head. "I'm nowhere near comfortable. But I love Mokuba enough to endure it."

A bolt of jealousy shot through her, but she ignored it in favor of walking the shore. Kasumi looked after her with a smile. Natori was willing to endure any discomfort for the ones she loved. She turned back to her other companions. "Let's get going!"

Joey sneezed suddenly, and Yugi sighed. "You never would've caught that cold if it wasn't for Weevil."

"Fuck Weevil," Kasumi growled. "Only reason why I tried pulling Tori away was because I didn't want her getting in trouble. We're on the island now. He better know to stay far away."

They looked over at the smirking bug duelist. Kasumi's eyes narrowed, and then gave a smirk of her own. "I don't understand how you get your ass beat and still smirk, but I know exactly how to get back at Weevil. Yugi, you and Tori got close during the cruise right?"

Yugi blushed, but smiled proudly. "Yeah! I'm the only guy outside of her family that she's comfortable being alone with!"

Kasumi smiled. "I'm glad. Now if only I could get her that comfortable with Seto."

"Doubtful. Yugi is the only one I don't instinctively pull away from." Natori told her as she walked back over to him.

Joey sniffed. "Huh. That was quick."

Natori shrugged, before walking over to him. "I understand that you've caught a cold because you tried to get Yugi's Exodia cards after Weevil threw them overboard. I'm sorry. I made you a tonic to cure it. But you must take it at night when you're ready to sleep. Otherwise, you'll fall asleep doing whatever you're doing. Ok?" Natori instructed him. She held out her hands, and a small bottle filled with sapphire liquid materialized. She handed it to Joey when he told her that he understood. "I asked my uncle to help me prepare it. He's the best at herbs and medicine. I hope you feel better."

Joey looked at the bottle, and at Natori. She had her hands clasped in front of her, and she was fidgeting slightly, as if she were nervous. He smiled. "Gee, thanks Tori! You're a real pal you know that? But hey, since you're the only one Weevil's currently drooling at, you don't mind giving him a little payback do you?"

"Payback?" Natori asked with a cute tilt of her head. She smiled. "I just thought of something." She looked over to Weevil to see him literally drooling. She walked over to Yugi. She kissed him on the cheek, and then wrapped her arms around his neck. Yugi wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Give me a play-by-play of his facial expressions." Natori whispered into Yugi's blushing ears.

Yugi nodded against her, and refused to comment about how good she felt against him. He watched as Weevil's eyes grew wide, and then began to throw a tantrum that would rival a toddler.

"No! No! No! No one gets to touch Tori but me!"

Yugi told Natori, to which she began giggling profusely. He pulled back, only to press their foreheads together. He cradled her head, and Natori found herself melting. She refused to comment about how good it felt being held in his arms. The bolts of jealousy attacked her brutally, but she ignored it. She felt like she was floating. They pulled back completely, and their blushing faces was all the evidence anyone needed.

Natori turned to Kasumi, and she was serious again. Though she did smile at Joey's boisterous laughter. "This island's perimeter is approximately 16,000 square feet, not counting the lakes and streams."

Kasumi sighed. "Damn. That's fine. We've recused people out of bigger places."

"Welcome duelist," A burly guard greeted. He gestured towards the stairs of a castle. "Please, follow the stairs to meet your host."

Natori immediately started making her way to the stairs. She knew who this palace belonged to. Of course he wanted to be revered as some glorious king. Simple bastard. The others followed her lead. As they were walking up the stairs, Teá stopped.

"Huh?"

Her outburst stopped the entire group.

"What is it Teá?" Yugi asked.

"I could've sworn I saw Bakura just now."

Natori's heart seemingly stopped. Bakura. For some reason, the boy's very name was enough to strike terror to her core. Her body began to instinctively tremble, and she clenched her eyes shut. Horrid screams began to rang in her ears.

Laughter.

All she could hear was his laughter. A crazed laughter ringing in her ears. Pain radiated from every nerve in her body. Tears streamed down her face as she tried desperately to fight off her offender. Damned poison. She should've never accepted that drink.

"You're too weak my queen… You won't escape this…"

…

"Natori!" A voice called suddenly, and Natori gasped as she finally opened her eyes. She was kneeling on the staircase of duelist kingdom. She had been holding her ears, and she panted slowly. She looked up into Yugi's concerned face. He was holding her wrists in his hands.

"What happened!? You just started screaming all of a sudden…" He asked her.

Natori pulled away from him, and brushed the tears she had unknowingly shed from her eyes. She looked around to see the other duelists staring. Staring as if she were some science experiment.

"I'm fine." She told Yugi.

"But-"

"I'm fine! Drop it!" Natori yelled, turning away. She hated it. Her subconscious remembered what her conscious struggled to remember all too well. It reminded her of a question her great grandfather asked her.

Do you really want to know? About your past?

Natori wasn't sure. Did she really want to know? Was she ready to know?

Yugi's eyes narrowed. "Go ahead. Tori and I will stay here for a moment."

Teá wrinkled her brow. "Yugi we're here to save your grandpa! Not for-"

"Just go!" Yugi insisted, gesturing ahead of them.

Natori kept her head lowered, but gasped when Joey hugged her. "Hey don't worry Tori! We know ya been through a lot. We'll keep you safe ok?"

Natori stared at him, and then shook her head. "Thanks Joey."

Joey nodded, and walked ahead with everyone else. The only person who didn't leave was Kasumi. She was Natori's best friend. Of course she wasn't leaving.

"Grrrr! Mind your fucking business!" Kasumi shouted at the other duelists, who scurried up the stairs.

Yugi cupped Natori's face in his hands. "Was it that name?" He asked.

Natori nodded slowly, and more tears fell from her eyes. Thinking about a simple name was enough to make her cry. Would she ever learn to not be so weak?

Kasumi hugged her from behind. "You're not weak Tori. Your psyche is the most damaged out of everyone in your family. I wish you'd stop thinking that about yourself."

Natori shook her head. "Just… Don't bring him around me unless absolutely necessary. Ok?"

Both Kasumi and Yugi nodded. Someone with the name Bakura had done something horrible to her.

Yugi grabbed her hand. "Let's go stop Pegasus."

Natori gave him a hopeful nod, and then grabbed Kasumi's hand with her other one. The trio walked the rest of the way up the stairs. Soon they were standing below a balcony.

Kasumi stood beside her, and she crossed her arms. "How much you wanna bet that this is where that money flaunting bastard is keeping Mokuba?"

"Of course he's keeping Mokuba here. I swear he's weird as fuck."

"Probably touching little boys on the low."

"You want him to die?"

Kasumi giggled maliciously. "Not at first, but after awhile? Yeah, yeah I do."

Natori smirked. "The lack of dick must have made you lose any sympathy you had left."

"It did. Phone sex isn't enough anymore. I need Seto."

"Ew."

The intercom sounded, and all talking ceased.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please gather around. Your benevolent host is eager to greet you."

Natori snorted. "Benevolent my ass and titty."

Yugi and Kasumi began snickering, but stopped as soon as Pegasus revealed himself.

Maximillian Pegasus. He was a tall man, they were able to tell even from their place below the balcony. His lavender hair reached his shoulders, with a capital 'M' bang. One of his eyes were hazel, while the other was hidden by his bang. Natori and Kasumi assumed that, that was where his Millennium item was. He was a lanky man, and wore a red kimono top and red slacks with white shoes. He held an arrogant aura of riches. His thin lips were spilt in a smile.

Natori and Kasumi glared at him hatefully as he explained the ins and outs of duelist kingdom. Natori was trying to contain her anger, but the more she looked at Pegasus, the angrier she got.

Kasumi pulled out her gun and fired it at Pegasus. The bullet sored, and grazed Pegasus's cheek before making a hole in the wall. As quickly as Kasumi had pulled out the gun, she had put it back into its sheath and made her pistols invisible. Panicked screams rang out as the guards tried to take Pegasus away and diffuse the situation. Pegasus shrugged them off of him, and looked around. He saw the two girls staring up at him. The commotion around them didn't seem to bother them, they simply stared at him with white hot hatred. His guards were just beginning to get everyone settled down, and when the panic completely died, the shorter girl, with white hair, crossed her arms and smirked.

Pegasus's mouth opened, and then he laughed maniacally. He weaved some grand story about the gun shot, and got back to explaining how duelist kingdom went. Two goddesses graced his island. He would have them both.

Natori's stomach churned with discernment. "Be on guard. The bastard has it in for us now."

Kasumi shrugged. "Maniac. I should've just ended him instead of warning him of our presence."

"No. You did right. He should know what kind of hell fire he just brought on himself. I'm just saying. Be on guard love, he's planning something."

Kasumi nodded. Natori's ability to discern was freaky. Whenever she had told Kasumi about an impending event, it never failed to happen. The girl was psychic. She knew it. The entrance ceremony concluded, and the contestants were free to exit the palace and duel. Natori trailed after the group, looking around attentively. She wanted to protect everyone, and so she covered the rear, while Kasumi led the front. She could see Teá and Yugi walking side by side. They were speaking quietly, but Natori could still hear them perfectly clear. They were talking about her, and her relationship with Yugi.

"So… Do you like her?" Teá asked. "Natori, I mean."

"Yeah, I think she's a great friend."

"I don't know… She's not really friendly towards any of us."

"That's because she knows who wants to be friends with her, and who doesn't. She's kind and considerate, but she's built up a wall of distrust. Once she feels like she can trust you, she'll open up. You just have to be patient with her."

"Yeah but… She kinda scares me… Being from that kind of family, she already has a reputation of violence at our school… Just… Be careful. Ok?"

"Sure Teá."

"And maybe… We could have a moment to ourselves? Without the gang breathing down our necks? There's something I have to tell you."

"Ok."

Natori lowered her head. She knew she wasn't the most docile girl. She knew what she and her family were. But, she had never harmed an innocent being in her entire life. Anyone that she had seriously fought had either harmed her or someone she cared about. She would never harm anyone as kind and gentle as Yugi. But… He had feelings for Teá. He had told her so himself. She had blanked him out after their conversation, so she couldn't consider him as anything else but a close friend. Her head lowered even more, and her fists clenched. Of course he would want someone like Teá. They were perfect for each other. She deserved to have finally found someone to consider giving her heart to… Only for another to already claim it. What did Teá have that she didn't? Was she prettier? Was she built more to his liking? Was it her skin? Her eyes? She had no idea. She felt so inferior.

"Oh! My darling! Fancy seeing you…?" Weevil exclaimed, only for his voice to die. She looked at him with tears running down her face. She was clutching her arm. No verbal insults, no slaps, nothing.

"... What do you want Weevil?" Natori asked him. Her voice had none of it's usual venom. Someone had hurt her.

"Why are you crying!?" Weevil asked angrily, catching the attention of Yugi and his friends.

Natori shook her head, and then lowered it again with a sigh. "Please… Just leave me alone…"

"Which one of you made my goddess cry!? Just tell me who my love, and I'll make sure that they lose this tournament!" Weevil vowed, grabbing her hands.

No one saw it coming, not even the offender. It happened so fast that no one knew how to react. He had moved so fast that no one had seen it until it was too late. Yugi had left his place beside Teá, and shoved Weevil. Hard. Harder than anyone thought him to be capable of. Weevil hit the ground and slid a good ways away. Natori could tell by the way Weevil had struggled to get up that he was hurt. The evidence became clear when they saw the bleeding burn on his leg and arm. Natori's eyes widened, and she looked to Yugi. He had stood in front of her with a scowl on his face. He looked downright livid, and he clenched his fists in absolute rage. Hate burned in his eyes. "Don't ever touch my Natori! If I see it again you'll get more than just a tiny shove." He turned to Natori with narrowed eyes. "Switch places with Kasumi. I want you in my sights at all times."

Natori quivered at the sheer authority in his tone. Whenever her Pharaoh wanted something. He got it. She nodded obediently, and then moved to take Kasumi's place. Yugi growled. She was moving much too slow. "Go!" He growled, slapping her ass as he did so. Natori yelped and scurried over to Kasumi, while Kasumi took her place at the rear.

"I had no idea that would come out of you…" Kasumi told Yugi.

Yugi blushed. "... I didn't know either…"

Kasumi knew Natori. She was still blushing. Their time at this island would be interesting to say the least.