A/N: Thanks to those who have reviewed on the last chapter. I really appreciate it!
I was trying to find the actual starting time when Battle City would have started, but since there is no actual starting date I choose the summer holidays which would have been July and August. It is now around the 14
th of June (it's just a random date). This means that the weather is absolutely shit (sorry). Rainy season (tsuyu) would have started at the beginning on June and continues throughout most of July as well. It's very hot and sticky (I sound like a travel guide giving weather advice now) unless you are in Sapporo, which is on the north most island. Tokyo and Takayama seem alright as well so I'll imagine Domino city somewhere in between. (Not that it actually matters but for the authenticity of the story I wanted to research the weather a little)

RogueNya: I didn't want to make Ishizu too uptight. I don't plan to do any bashing and I think Ishizu would have been open-minded about Harry and his situation when he presented her with the facts. They will probably become almost brother/sister like in their relationship with a lot of arguing and teasing.

MissMoonGoddess: I'm glad you enjoy it. You will have to wait a little while for them to meet fully. Harry will probably be at the meeting between Ishizu and Yami when both Anzu and Yami visit the Museum, but we'll see. *eyes twinkling madly* nomnomnom, thanks for the cupcake :P

Chapter 3
The blue eyed genius, Seto Kaiba

Harry moved silently next to Ishizu Ishtar as they moved through the busy airport. Two Egyptian bodyguards had travelled with them for the Ambassador's protection. The green eyed Wizard had felt slightly insulted when the Egyptians didn't trust his abilities in protecting Ishizu, but he guessed it was only logical since he had no real proof of ever protecting anyone. Ishizu had found it amusing that he had been pouting when she explained the plan to him. Harry would always be by her side. When she was in disguise, so would he be. When she was on television, he would be too. On the plane she would sit by the window and he on the outside. Should she need the toilet he would wait by the door. Being a bodyguard was going to be a pain!

"Are you ready for your first television performance Mr Potter?" Ishizu said, softly enough for only Harry to hear. A small smile was playing on her lips and her eyes were twinkling slightly. The bearer of the Tauk seemed to be enjoying this a little too much.

"Are you ready for having me next to you during this performance Miss Ishtar?" Harry replied with a slight smirk of his own. If she planned to tease him all the way then he was going to play along. Green eyes observed the crowd and noted that they were probably the only foreigners inside this terminal. He was also the first to notice the delegacy from, what he presumed, the Japanese Museum. Harry quickly gestured for Ishizu to stop.

The delegacy stopped and bowed. Harry, having had a crash course in Japanese customs, bowed back as expected from him. His position next, but behind, Ishizu told them that he was her personal bodyguard. He would not be involved in the conversation even if he was close enough to take part in it. The other two, who were a full step behind either of them, would ignore everything in favour for scanning the crowd.

"Welcome Miss Ishtar. It is an honour to meet the Ambassador of the Egyptian Museum," the highest standing man said in a deep rumbling voice. His accent was very thick and Harry already predicted many mishaps when they would try to communicate in English. The Wizard smirked inwardly, wondering if the man could say; Secretary General of the Egyptian Supreme Council of Antiquities. It was Ishizu's official title after all. "My name is Ueda Daichi, director of the Domino Museum."

To Harry surprise, which he hid well behind his impassive mask, Ishizu greeted them in fluent Japanese. He could follow the conversation with a mild translation charm. He had studied it before going to Egypt of course, but had never had to use it. "Thank you for your hospitality Ueda-san. I trust that the artefacts have arrived safely?"

Mr Ueda did his surprise less well, blinking before a large grin nearly split his face in two. "You will be happy to know that they have arrived safely and are in the process of being made ready for transport. We can discuss the details while we make our way there."

"No need," Ishizu said, touching the Tauk lightly with her hands. Harry fought the urge to roll his eyes. "The containers will be loaded unto trucks around eleven tonight, transported to the Museum under a silent escort. Yes it will do nicely Ueda-san. You are welcome to travel with me and my bodyguard to the Museum so we may discuss the exhibition."

The Japanese direction blinked again, clearly taken aback. Harry could see the wheels in his head turning, wondering who to fire since they had an obvious breach of security. So instead of working out how she knew about the transport, Mr Ueda looked at the green eyed Wizard. Harry resisted the urge to sigh as he felt himself being underestimated. "Very well," Mr Ueda said, deeming Harry unfit to protect Ishizu. "I have been able to limit the press to a three television stations; one local, one national and one international. They are through here if you will."

"Of course," Ishizu said and Harry followed closely behind her. "Time?"

"20:37, ma'am," Harry replied before anyone could check a watch or clock. He smirked inwardly. Suckers. Ishizu nodded, sporting a small smile of her own. "We can get something to eat after the interview and I need to make a phone call," she continued in a no-nonsense tone.

"I have a private line waiting for you ma'am," Harry replied to the underlying question. Ishizu really seemed to enjoy this, having Harry work for her as a personal guard and lapdog. She knew what he had on him, what he could do, they had even talked about everything on the plane. This was all just an act to show that they could take care of themselves without the Japanese to nose in their business. It would make looking for Ishizu's brothers easier. That and she had been talking about some sort of Duel Monsters Tournament which Seto Kaiba was supposed to organise according to the Millennium necklace. On that last thing Harry wasn't too sure about the reliability.

"Naturally," Ishizu nodded and they stepped outside. It was warm, but it was definitely a different warmth then Harry was used too. More sticky, like it had been heavily raining for a few days and would again soon.

"Tsuyu," one of the business men said as he stopped next to Harry. "Rainy season. You get used to it at some point." Harry nodded his thanks, but remained silent. He tuned out a little as Ishizu spoke with the press, keeping his mask of indifference on as he stood behind her. Standard questions with standard answers flowed between the interviewers and the Egyptian. Harry had to hand it to the bearer of the Tauk, her smile never wavered.

"Would a rare card interest you enough Mr Kaiba?" Ishizu's voice drifted through the half closed door and Harry resisted the urge to turn his head to hear the conversation better. Ishizu was currently in a private office at the shipyard. They had to wait for the artefacts to unload from the ships, which basically meant that they would have to spend about two hours waiting for everything to unload and made ready for transport.

Usually Harry would have never dreamed of listening in on a private conversation, but like in the past when a familiar name would fall he was instantly on alert. "I will meet you at the Domino Museum then around 10 PM tomorrow Mr Kaiba," Ishizu said, her voice had taken that mystic tone she would use when talking about the future. "Mr Potter would you join me please."

The green eyed Wizard blinked, before turning and entering the private office. "Close the door please," Ishizu ordered. Harry scowled lightly but did as he was told. "Can I ask you to take something for the time being?"

Harry raised a surprised eyebrow, accepting the mobile phone back from his current employer. "I wouldn't have imagined that you would want me to hold anything of value."

"Just do it please," Ishizu said, holding out a small box with a small annoyed frown. Harry accepted the box and inspected it, feeling the magic humming through it. It looked like a card holder of some kind and of Egyptian design. Green eyes shot up to stare at Ishizu when he recognised the magical signature. "Are you mad?" he whispered.

The Egyptian crossed her arms across her chest and huffed. "I was not going to keep it with the other artefacts now was I? Just keep it on you for now. I want you to give it to Mr Kaiba when we meet him tonight."

Harry sputtered slightly. "A God is not a bargaining chip," he hissed indignantly. Magic oozed from the box, warming his hand in an almost comforting gesture. It was almost as if it knew what would happen and was trying to reassure Harry that everything would be alright. But this was a link to Ancient Egypt, to his friends, to his lover. He couldn't see it bargained off like it didn't really matter. "What are you hoping will come of this? What about your brother?"

"I know that Harry," she said, her blue eyes suddenly hard. "But if the God cards in Marik's possession can be drawn in because Kaiba plays at least one of them, it is worth the risk of revealing them. Besides it will be in good hands."

Harry frowned. "What makes you say that?" he asked, his tone still sharp. She had better have a damn good reason for giving away one of the God cards to some random person.

"Have you never seen a picture of Seto Kaiba?" she asked. Harry shook his head negative and she proceeded to access the computer. Ishizu typed something and gestured for the Wizard to take a look. "This is Seto Kaiba. Look familiar?"

The green eyed Wizard sucked in a breath. This Seto Kaiba was like a cardboard copy of High Priest Seth. The resemblance was creepy, but after further inspection of the face Harry noticed the slight differences. This man was obviously not from Egypt and had seen quite a few heartaches in his life which showed in his eyes. Harry recognised that look all too well. He turned to Ishizu who was looking at him expectantly. He sighed; she had obviously not learned her lesson well enough yet. "And what, pray tell, did you want me to say?"

Blue eyes blinked. "Can't you see the resemblance?"

"Ishizu, are you a Healer?" Harry asked, straightening from his position and starting at her pointedly.

She blinked again. "Sorry?"

"Do you work in a hospital of any kind because you are a professional healer of any kind?"

Ishizu didn't seem to understand where he was going with this, but replied anyway. "No, but why…?"

"Do you pass judgement on people?" the Wizard interrupted her.

Blue eyes blinked again. "No, but I…"

"Are you loyal to the Pharaoh who you have met? Are you part of his Court? Do you wield the Spirits to protect the Pharaoh and the villagers?" the green eyed Wizard asked rapidly and urgently, making Ishizu stumble a little. She opened her mouth to reply once more, but Harry beat her to it. "No you are not. You might be the reincarnation of Isis, but you are not her. You are Ishizu Ishtar, a tomb keeper and Secretary General of the Egyptian Supreme Council of Antiquities. You have a younger brother named Marik and an adopted older brother called Rashid. These are all things Isis never had. She was kind and gentle, but could be incredibly fierce if she ever caught you out of her hospital when you should be in there. Her battle style was mostly for defence and healing, never for fatal attacks. She was like a sister to most of the Palace population and had a crush on Mahado."

Ishizu stared at him in surprise. It was probably the most he had ever said about a person from the past. "Isis never told him and he died before she could have worked up the courage. He was sealed inside a stone slab because he fused his Ka with his Ba and lost the fight."

"But that means…"

"That he has been made into a card yes," Harry added softly. "Why do you think I was so horrified by the idea of Duel Monsters? These cards all represent people who have passed on. There will be some who Mr Crawford probably just made up, but even the Gods could be summoned by the Pharaoh when in need."

Harry sighed again and ran a frustrated hand through his hair, making it even messier then before. "Do you understand now Ishizu?" he asked, looking at her desperately, willing for her to understand. "Just because someone looks like, or maybe is, a reincarnation of someone from the past does not mean they are the same person. You have leaded your own life, just like this Seto Kaiba has. You are not Palace Healer Isis nor is Seto Kaiba High Priest Seth."

Blue eyes were locked onto green and for a moment they had a staring match. Harry refused to look away, but Ishizu seemed to be waiting for something. Like a conformation that he was telling the truth. Magic hummed through the small office and Harry could feel the God card radiate in his hand. The Tauk glittered suddenly and a glazed look appeared in Ishizu's eyes. It took about two minutes before she blinked and lowered her gaze. The Egyptian pressed her hand against her mouth and supressed a sob which threatened to escape.

"Do you understand Ishizu?" he asked softly, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. After a minute of trying to get her emotions under control she nodded shakily. "I do have to say that I approve of this plan," Harry said with a smile when her blue eyes were looking up at him again. They were slightly red and glassy, but a renewed determination seemed to be glowing in them. It seemed Ishizu had gotten her emotions under control again. "Placing the God card in the hands of Seto Kaiba might be not such a bad idea."

Ishizu raised a delicate eyebrow, still a little bit shaken but already challenging him on his word. "What made you change your mind?" Her voice was thick with emotion and Harry wondered just what it was that the Egyptian had seen to make her this way.

Harry shrugged his shoulders, grin spreading on his face. "It seems like something that could work, especially if he is after rare card like you said. Besides," he added, ticking on the box which held the God card. "Obelisk doesn't seem to mind."

Ishizu's eyes widened in shock. "How did you know it was Obelisk?" she whispered.

"Recognised his magical signature," the Wizard said smiling like a Cheshire Cat. "Let's get something to eat, shall we. You must be hungry after such a long flight." He turned and stepped outside of the office, waiting for Ishizu to join him.

the next day

Harry swore softly under his breath as he and Ishizu made their way through the Museum. Yesterday he had seen parts of the exhibition when they were being unloaded, not really paying much attention to everything that went inside because he had to stay by Ishizu's side. They had worked alongside the Domino Museum to give everything its rightful place. Three specially sealed artefacts had been placed in a different chamber, one not open to the public. Harry thought they might have been specially brought in for researchers which would happen sometimes, but when he laid eyes on them this morning he understood why Ishizu had placed them in a special room. He had nearly had a heart attack when the Ancient history he had lived through had been encrypted into stone slabs and were now hanging on the walls of the Domino Museum basement.

One tablet showed the origin on the cards and how the Forbidden One could be summoned by the bearer of the Ankh. The second one depicted the link the God cards had with the Millennium Puzzle and below that his beloved, the Pharaoh with Seth. It described a struggle between them Harry hadn't known about and the Wizard silently wondered just what had happened between them when he had been captured by Bakura. Seth had always been loyal to the Pharaoh and had taken over when the man had sealed himself. It spoke of a darkness Harry hadn't seen. When his eyes had landed on the cartouche where the Pharaoh's name would have been written, his heart broke. The name had been removed.

"Welcome Mr Kaiba," Ishizu said suddenly, snapping Harry out of his thoughts. The man sure looked impressive with his dark clothes and overcoat. Tall, dark and glaring certainly seemed to have to be applied here again and Harry had to fight not to snort. Kaiba was carrying a metal briefcase and the Wizard was just itching to go through it. "It's an honour to meet you."

Seto Kaiba barely glanced at him as he continued to converse with Ishizu while being led trough the Museum, Kaiba's own bodyguards a full step behind the three. Ishizu continued to tell Kaiba a little about what she did and who she represented, but the Wizard could tell that the CEO didn't care about what she was telling him. "If you are looking for someone to find mummies then I must disappoint you," he said in a steely voice, clearly not happy with the way this conversation was going.

Harry snorted softly and Ishizu shot him a look which he returned with a cheeky smirk. Kaiba raised an eyebrow when Harry caught his gaze and the Wizard couldn't resist a wink before he focused himself on the corridor ahead. The CEO coughed and continued. "My company specializes in gaming technology. I have no interest in ancient stones from thousands of years ago."

Ishizu remained silent for a while as they made their way through the museum. "And what if I told you, Mr Kaiba, that the game called Duel Monsters originated in Ancient Egypt."

Hook, line and sinker. Well played Ishizu, well played. Harry smirked when a few emotions played on Mr Kaiba's face before it became an impassive mask again. He led the way down the steps to the basement. "It is a little known fact that Pegasus Crawford, the creator of Duel Monsters, became inspired for the game when he visited Egypt." Ishizu's voice echoed down the corridor and Harry flicked on the lights when he reached the floor. "Maybe this part of the exhibit will make you change your mind on what I am about to tell you."

Harry turned to look at the gobsmacked expression on the CEO's face. This one was a lot more fun. "The Ancient Egyptians, just like many other cultures, believed in spirits good and evil. They were housed in the hearts of the humans, brought forth when they were to be judged for a crime committed. These evil spirits, which would be taken from the humans, would be sealed inside stone slabs by the Pharaoh and his Court." Blue eyes travelled over the first stone, probably recognising most of the monsters on the stone, before his eyes served to the second stone. There they lingered on the figure of the Pharaoh. "This is one I would think would interest you most," Ishizu continued and Harry wondered if Kaiba was even paying attention to her.

"Why is Yugi on the stone?" he whispered, probably more to himself then to Ishizu. Harry's heart raced. Kaiba did know the reincarnation of the Pharaoh. If that was true then it was most likely that this Yugi had the Millennium Puzzle. Don't get ahead of yourself Potter, a voice of reason whispered in his mind. You don't know that!

"I wouldn't know of any Yugi," Ishizu continued oblivious to the turmoil in Harry's brain. "I can tell you that this stone depicts a battle fought with, what you call today as, Duel Monsters. The young King who battles alongside his Black Magician against a Priest Magician who wields the White Beast. These battles, or Diaha as it was once called, still rage on today." She shot a glance at Harry, who nodded back.

"This figure is the Pharaoh who ruled in the 18th Dynasty," she continued, nodding when the CEO replied the word Pharaoh back to her. "This cartouche should have depicted his name, but as you can see, someone or something removed it from the slab. Nowhere has his name been found, not even in his own grave or on the list of Kings. In other words, a Nameless Pharaoh."

Sadness filled Harry's heart, but the CEO looked anything but. "Pharaoh," he cried out, clearly insulted for some vague reason. "Stop talking nonsense! That is Yugi! He goes to my school. How could he be a Pharaoh from 3000 years ago? Where is the proof?"

"Don't be so naïve," Harry snapped, his eyes flashing dangerously. He didn't really care that he was breaking all the rules right now. Ishizu shot him a warning glare but he didn't care at the moment. "My Pharaoh is not some school student Mr Kaiba, however much he may look like your Yugi. If you hadn't noticed, the Priest standing opposite him looks exactly like you!"

"Preposterous," Seto snorted his own eyes now cold as ice.

"So when a child looks like their father or mother it is also impossible?" Harry asked, crossing his arms across his chest. The box with the God card hummed with magic and one of the lights flickered in the hall. "I couldn't be that this is like an ancestor or reincarnation?"

Seto snorted again, standing a little straighter in a high and mighty way. "I do not believe in reincarnation."

Harry rolled his eyes. "So how do you explain that?" he asked, pointing towards the tablet. He felt a little childish, arguing with this man, or maybe nostalgic but something just irked him about this man.

"You sound like one of them," Seto said with a huff and Harry felt a tick appear at his eyebrow. "A hocks, a trick, whatever you wish to call it. This stuff is not real."

"Oh, just stuff is it now?" Harry started, but Ishizu had enough of his behaviour and called him to a halt. "Mr Potter that is enough! You are not here to create fights over right and wrongs. Honestly you sound like a child," she huffed. "Behave yourself or I will send you back."

Harry huffed and crossed his arms, leaning back against one of the walls next to the third tablet. "Yes dog, stay in the corner," Seto Kaiba said with a small smirk. How a mere child could get under his skin, the green eyed Wizard didn't know but he felt like a fifteen year old again. Harry opened his mouth again do give the CEO another tongue lashing but Ishizu interrupted him. "Don't you dare Mr Potter," she hissed before turning to the smirking Seto Kaiba. "And you, remember that you are a guest here. This is business, not a game, so stop harassing my guard. If you want what I have to offer you will have to impress him as well."

The Wizard fought the urge to smirk at the CEO who was glaring at him by now. "Very well," he muttered steely, clearly annoyed by being spoken to like that. "You spoke of a rare card."

"Yes," Ishizu said sternly, sending one last glare in Harry's direction before gesturing towards the Gods depicted on the second stone. "Behold the Three Gods which were never meant to be made."

Icy blue eyes widened when the CEO looked almost hungrily up at the three Gods. "Mr Crawford created the three God cards because of these carvings. They are the God of the Obelisk also known as the Tormentor, the sky God Slifer also known as Osiris and lastly the sun God Ra!" At least the young CEO seemed to be impressed by this. Well, he had better be. "These three Gods are the representation of the balances of the world. Good and evil, light and dark, heaven and earth. The one who holds them all, the supreme ruler, would also be known as the King of Games. The Duelist King!"

And that definitely had Kaiba's attention. Harry could see the spark of ambition, and almost greed, grow inside those eyes. "Duel King you say? Interesting. And who has these cards now?"

"That is something I want you to find out Mr Kaiba," Ishizu said. "When Mr Crawford created these cards he realised that a piece of the Gods had seeped inside, making them much more powerful. They are the ultimate cards in this game. When Mr Crawford realised just how powerful these cards had become he tried to get rid of them, but couldn't in the end. He asked to get them buried inside the Valley of the Kings where their spirit's dwelled. Unfortunately they were stolen before they could be sealed."

"Stolen?" the CEO looked absolutely horrified, but was that because he was against stealing or someone else had the God cards in their hands. "By whom?"

"The Ghouls," Ishizu said her voice quiet and cold. "You've heard of them I presume?"

Seto nodded his expression on murder. "I've heard rumours. They are an organization of people who play with fake cards to cheat into getting every rear card in the world. They sell them on for millions only to disappear." He seemed to be struggling with himself. "They are an abomination and my company is leading the search, but it is quite impossible with the old techniques. That is why we are busy with tests on the new machine." And why he at first felt like he had been wasting his time.

"It is one of the reasons why we asked you Mr Kaiba," Harry said, his eyes glittering at the half dark of the part of room he was standing in. His voice had darkened slightly and he felt odd, as if someone was half possessing him. Ishizu at first wanted to give him a warning look, but when she was him standing in the half dark next to the Ancient tablet. He must have looked slightly intimidating because even the tall, dark and glaring looked impressed and slightly uncomfortable. "We understand that you are interested in these God cards."

"I think we have established that," Seto said, his voice flat as if he tried not to let any emotions through.

"Then organise us a Game," Harry felt his presence fade into the background as the possession took full effect. He wasn't fighting the presence though. It felt warm and good, like he had been reunited with his Ka creature again. "We would like to see the fighting on the streets of this city. And with your new technology that shouldn't be a problem."

"And why should I organise a tournament like that?" the CEO asked, raising an eyebrow.

A wide grin spread across Harry's face, a golden gleam in his eyes. "Because we have something to bargain with. What would you say to one of the God cards?"

The gleam in the CEO's eyes said it all.

A/N: I'm not to sure if they would have travelled with the artefacts on the boat, but since they would have been loaded onto a container ship no persons would be allowed to travel with it apart from the crew members. So they would have probably travelled by airplane. Or that's what I figured anyway. Thank you all for reading and don't forget to review!