A/N: Again, please forgive my slow updates. Even though I have a ton of time on my hands right now, finding internet is a whole other story. And speaking of stories, I believe you all have requested the next chapter of this?

Chapter 4: Friends and Relatives


Yugi pulled his carry-on bag as he quickly walked out of the boarding area and into the lobby. Jonouchi was sluggishly heaving his shoulder bag as he tried to keep up with his shorter friend.

"H-Hey Yug," the blonde teen mumbled, "slow it down a bit. Egypt ain't goin' anywhere."

"No," the hikari countered, "The faster we find Marik and Ishizu, the faster they'll take us to the tomb, and the faster we can save Ryo!"

Jonouchi shook his head, not in the mood for arguing. I'd just be too much work.

After passing by many gift shops and food stands, the pair eventually spotted a blonde, tan teen standing next to a woman with long black hair.

"Marik," Yugi yelled, "Hey, Marik! We're over here!" The other hikari looked up, and he waved.

"Hey guys," Marik greeted, "where's the rest of the gang?"

"They've got other things goin' on," Jonouchi explained in between breaths.

"Oh, I see," Marik tried to smile, but fear and worry were evident in his purple eyes.

"Where's the tomb? We have to hurry!" Yugi said frantically. Ishizu shook head.

"You just got here," she explained, "I can tell you're both tired and hungry, and we need to grab your bags."

Ishizu and Marik led the travelers through the busy streets of Cairo. Jonouchi yawned, and Yugi could feel his feet begin to ache.

"Hey guys," Jonouchi complained, "Where are we going? When are we gonna get there? Why can't we just take car?"

"Don't worry guys," Marik reassured, "we're almost there."

"But you didn't answer my other two questions," the tall traveler retorted. Yugi just rolled his eyes and hoped that Marik's version of "almost there" is the same as his version.

After a few long and agonizing minutes, the two Egyptians stopped in front of a shop. Yugi and Jonouchi looked up in an attempt to read the sign, but, as they expected, it was in a completely different language.

"Where are we?" Yugi asked.

"We're at our friend's restaurant," Ishizu smiled. They walked through the doors, and the hungry travelers walked right in.

When they were inside, a short man walked up to them and smiled.

"Hello, hello," he greeted, "welcome!"

"Mr. Hassen," Ishizu explained, "these are our friends Yugi and Jonouchi." Mr. Hassen reached for each of the travelers' hands.

"Welcome to Egypt," he greeted again, "I have heard much about you both. Especially you, Yugi." The short boy turned a bit red.

"Thank you, sir," he responded. After that, the restaurant owner showed them to a table.

"Come, come," he encouraged, "please, sit! You must be hungry! I will personally take care of you all!"

"Thanks, man," Jonouchi thanked as the man walked away, "Man, that guy sure is nice!"

"He is," Marik explained, "and he's an awesome cook!"

Yugi stared at the bare table in front of him. His mind was completely lost in a maze of confusion and unanswered questions.

How was he supposed to help Ryo?

How did Yami transfer that message?

Who, or what, got to Ryo?

Why would anyone want to harm him?

The questions never left Yugi's mind for the rest of their stay at the restaurant.


Yugi was in his tent putting on his sleeping clothes when he heard someone walk up to his tent. He quickly buttoned up his soft blue shirt before he unzipped the front door of his tent. He half expected it to be Jonouchi to say good night for the up-teenth time, but instead, it was a man with blue hair and glasses.

"I-I'm sorry," the apologized in a British accent, "I didn't mean to wake you."

"It's alright," the short teen assured, "it's gonna be hard to sleep tonight anyway!"

"May I ask you something?" the man wondered. Yugi nodded.

"Did you come to help save my son?" Yugi froze.

"A-Are you," he asked, "are you Ryo's father?" The man nodded. Yugi stepped out of the tent to better listen to Mr. Bakura.

"I didn't force him to come," the father explained, "he just said he didn't really know what to do after college, and I just wanted to give him an opportunity… and I also wanted to see him again. I don't often get to spend time with him."

Yugi nodded, signaling that he heard and understood the man's words.

"We're going to do everything to find him, Mr. Bakura," the boy assured. The man smiled and nodded.

"Thank you," he muttered as Yugi returned to his tent for the night.


Ryo's eyes slowly began to reveal his surroundings in cloudy and blurry vision. His head was throbbing, and he wasn't sure where exactly he was. When his vision became clearer, there was nothing but a stone room bathed by the light of the moon from an above window.

A shiver ran down his spine when he suddenly remembered what had happened to him before he lost conciseness. He ran his fingers over his cheeks, but he didn't find any cuts. He couldn't even taste any blood or scars on the inside of his mouth.

He was both relieved and completely confused. Was it all just a dream? But if that were true, then why wasn't he back in his tent, or at least back where he fell, covered in bruises and cuts with a few broken bones?

Then a thought crossed his mind. A small, terrifying thought.

…Was he dead? Has he disappeared from the world?

"B-Big Brother," a broken voice echoed in the dark room. Ryo jumped on his feet and scanned the room frantically. Only one person ever called him that. And she's supposed to be gone.

"Amane…?" he whispered back. A young girl with long hair stumbled from the shadows. She was holding onto the ancient stones for balance, and she was covered in crimson streams and dark blue spots.

"Amane!" Ryo ran over to his hurt sister and helped her stand. She looked up at him with weak but grateful eyes.

"Big Brother," she mumbled. She turned around and gave him a hug.

Seeing Amane like this is strong proof for Ryo's theory of being dead. But would Amane know or not?

"Amane," Ryo began. She answered by looking up at him. He sighed and continued.

"Amane, are we-" He stopped when he felt and sharp agonizing pain slice through his stomach. He looked down and Amane was no longer looking up at him, and she wore a twisted grin on her pale face. She started giggling as she backed away to reveal a blade skewered into his body. Ryo fell to his knees as Amane began laughing even harder.

"Yes! I win!" she shouted. She twirled and danced around as she laughed as if she were in a ballroom dance. She then stared at her brother with blood-shot eyes. Her laughter had ceased.

"And I would've gotten there faster if you never existed." She growled as she approached her half-conscious brother. She grabbed his shirt and started to forcefully shake him back and forth.

"You were always the favorite! You were always cared for first," she yowled, "All because you had no frickin' idea how to make friends! Oh, poor you! Poor you! While I was thrown back in the corner like trash! I bet Mother purposefully got in the car crash to get rid of me, even though it took her life as well!"

Ryo's body was numb now, but he could still just barely hear his sister's rant about how he ruined her chance for life. He felt like crying.

"N-No," he muttered, "No Amane… she… she wouldn't-" Amane became infuriated. She stopped shaking him like a bloody doll as she pulled the blade out of his body.

"SHUT UP!" She slammed her weapon towards her brother once again, not caring where on him it would land.


A/N: At first, I was going to have Bakura come back, but then I remembered that someone requested more evil Amane. Please review and let me know how I'm doing!