Seto found himself traveling down the large halls of the palace. The situation had been quite stressful indeed for himself. He had been crushed by Kisara's death, and he hadn't really acted like himself even after it occurred. It took months for him to start accepting it.

And he couldn't help but feel burdened now, like there was something hanging over him now. Having Jono here seemed to only open up old wounds for Seto. Jono was like a constant reminder of Kisara.

Seto sighed heavily letting his fingers run through his hair hoping it would help calm him down. He closed his eyes; it did little to help him.

"Gh," Seto's eyes immediately opened when he felt something bump into him. "Isis?" he asked. The Priestess lifted her gaze to the younger male.

"Seto there you are." she said with relief. Seto looked at her questioningly. "I haven't seen you since the day we came back with him." Seto wasn't sure if his mind was playing tricks on him, but he could swear that Isis was looking at him strangely. Almost like she was suspicious of him.

Seto kept himself calm though, "Well I have had a lot to deal with since then," he replied. He wasn't about to be intimidated by Isis. She nodded in understanding; however the suspicious look in her eyes still remained.

"Of course you have," she agreed. "I can't help but notice that you've been confining yourself to your chambers though," she spoke silently. Seto's gaze narrowed slightly toward the woman, he knew she was suspicious of him, that her words were hinting at something.

Isis had started being curious as soon as Seto said he wanted to bring Jono back to the palace with them. She began questioning his motives when he said he wanted to keep the boy. She didn't quite believe the reason he had given the Pharaoh, as to why he wanted to keep the boy.

"Well Isis as you can imagine, I have many things to take care of there." he retorted. Feeling just slightly annoyed by her questioning. Isis didn't back down though.

"Yes, because of that boy I assume," she inquired. "He must be quite a handful, it makes me wonder why you wanted to keep him," she said her voice hinting. Seto was obviously feeling interrogated at the moment, and he didn't like it.

"Because Isis, he's too dangerous to be left by himself." he nearly hissed back at her. He didn't like having to explain himself. She narrowed her gaze at the response.

"Oh really, if he's dangerous why do you keep him here?" she asked.

"Because if he's here I can watch him, and make sure his power is contained." he retorted with a bit more force this time. She was getting on his nerves and that was something you didn't want to do.

"Hm," Isis hummed out she looked away from the brunette closing her eyes, wearing a knowing smile on her face. One that Seto found almost annoying. "So the child can't control his Ka." she stated. It was highly likely after all.

Seto watched the Priestess alertly, "No he can't; his Ka is extremely untamed and unstable. It appears to react quite violently in accordance to his emotions." he stated. Isis continued to smile knowingly and not meet others gaze.

"I see. So tell me Seto what is the real reason you wanted to keep him?" she asked. She didn't bother beating around the bush anymore. The best way to get an answer after all was asking them directly.

Seto grunted slightly finally turning his gaze from the woman. "I've told you the reason already." he stated.

"I am not incompetent Seto," she argued silently. Making it barely sound like an argument, more as a correction. "I know there is another reason you wanted to keep that boy."

Seto frowned growing tired of her incessant questioning. "His Ka is an interest to me, and he needs to be watched by someone who can control his Ka if it chooses to act up." he stated. "Now Isis if you don't mind I have somewhere to go, if you still assume that I have any ulterior motives then feel free to ask me any other time." he said stepping forward.

Isis opened her eyes keeping her expression straight as she heard the High Priest walk away from her.

"You know Seto, if you intend on not telling me, I will find out eventually wether you choose to tell me yourself or not." she stated firmly. Catching Seto's attention, causing him to halt when he heard this.

Isis heard his steps halt, she smiled closing her eyes and began walking forward. She lifted her hand up gently touching her Millennium Necklace.

"I will always find out," she said letting her voice linger. Seto frowned hearing this.

"Isis."

The Priestess stopped and opened her eyes once more. Seto felt a smirk draw itself on his features.

"You know there is something I forgot to tell you," he said his voice sounding just as mocking as he intended for it to sound.

Isis felt her curiosity peeking from the tone of the younger male's voice.

"When I saw that boy in the village he reminded me of someone," he said his voice lingering just to make sure that the girl would listen carefully to him. "I brought him back partly because I needed to see if my suspicion was accurate."

Isis felt her brows knit slightly hearing this. She opened her mouth preparing to ask him something when she heard him take in a breath; signalizing that he was about to continue.

"And when I asked him about it; I found I was correct." he stated smirking. "I found that he was related to someone that I used to know."

Isis raised a brow, "Oh? And who might that be?" she questioned. Seto paused feeling himself grin.

"Kisara."

Isis widened her eyes when the name hit her ears. She immediately recalled the girl upon hearing her name. She had remembered Kisara being the one who Seto had befriended...the girl who held the White dragon.

Seto grinned because he could picture her reaction. "And I don't intend on letting him meet the same fate she did." he stated and began walking forward again.

Isis had her mouth open but felt the words die in her throat when she heard the boy already walking away from her. She closed her mouth wordlessly her dark blue eyes wandering to glance over her shoulder.

She could still feel the cold sleekness of the necklace she was touching. Her mind raced with different thoughts that were brought on by the brunettes statement. She could feel something tug in her stomach though.

Now everything seemed to piece together, Jono and Kisara were so alike. And if they were as alike as she thought, then it would surely mean that Seto would be cursed like he had been before. Seto was cursed with an uncontrollable love of these creatures, no matter how much he tried, he would always fall into their clutches.

She felt the tug in her stomach growing at this thought. She turned her head again closing her eyes sadly.

"Oh Seto," she whispered. Her voice held grief and worry, and knowing. She slowly allowed her dark eyes to open again to stare at the ground before her.

"When will you learn."

TBC

OKAY guess what i finally finished this it was a little filler thing and well actually i've taken a bit of a break and i did this before too okay. if any of you recall in a chapter of..twilight i think i said that i had gotten into this soap opera thing called "As the World Turns' BEST EVER! i luvs it and i've been watching it again! i'm freaking though i relaly want to write for it maybe but generally when i do that i stop the series im currently on! but for some reaosn ti weird with this one i still am into yugioh and m writing tell me guys you think i shoudl try to write atwt? if i do i hope i cna still write my yugioh