A/N: I'm back! Is anyone else noticing how my chapters keep getting longer, little by little? I just have so much to write! Aunt Luna is for my friend, whom I write this fic for.

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Kisara sat in her fifth period class next to Seto, staring at her notebook. She held her pen above the first line of the page, prepared to write, but she wasn't taking notes, or even listening to the teacher for that matter. It's wasn't anything important she was missing. Just the general beginning of the year mumble jumble and a brief review of the basic points that she'd learned last year. She hadn't dared to speak or even look at Seto since they had left the cafeteria.

What had happened had been so-- odd. It hadn't been the first time Seto had met her eyes that day, but there was something different. It was as he could've looked right through her, as if he /knew/ her, as if he had been looking for some hidden secret in her eyes. Kisara had gotten the feeling before that Seto was hiding many things, but now she couldn't help but think that there was something to do with her.

But how? How could he possibly know her? She had come from some little heard of, old fashioned, small town to the north; and news about her was not something people from that area would want to spread around, for she had never quite fit in. How could he; dueling champion, child billionaire, Kaiba Corp. President; have heard news of someone as insignificant as she? There was something she was missing here- something big. Whatever it was Seto was hiding, something about it had troubled him enough that he let it show, if only for a moment.

But... that wasn't the only thing. You might think it'd frighten her. To think this man, practically a stranger, some how knew her, that he could look right through her and make her freeze in her tracks. But she wasn't frightened. His eyes weren't harsh or cold in their gaze, but rather there was a kindness expressed in them. Perhaps kindness was the wrong word...but it seemed as if he was concerned, worrying, wondering. Somehow, she hadn't felt frightened at all; she felt incredibly safe, extremely confused as well, but she had felt safe, as if somehow everything would be all right.

Kisara closed her eyes in concentration. There was too much left unexplained. She hadn't even been in Domino High for six hours and she felt that she had somehow found her way into something far bigger than she could control. Kisara knew that whatever it was, it definitely wasn't something she could ignore. Had she stumbled onto something that had been going on a while? Or had she unknowingly triggered these events with her arrival? All she knew was that, whatever was going on, Seto was very well aware of it, and if she was going to figure it out, there was only one way she knew how.

Kisara opened her eyes and looked up, taking a deep breath. She turned her head to the left to look at Seto, who- to her surprise- was all ready looking straight at her, as if he had been watching her. Their eyes met, each regarding the other cautiously. Kisara smiled, while Seto just raised his eyebrow and smirked, before they both turned back to the front of the room for the remainder of class, both much more at ease.

Seto mentally sighed with relief after he turned to the front of the class. Kisara was quite perceptive; he'd have to be more careful. At lunch, he had been thinking about the other Kisara- the one that had died for his own original incarnation thousands of years ago. In this timeline, they had been brought together again, but exactly how far would the similarities continue? History is said to have a habit of repeating itself, by becoming close to Kisara, was he putting her in danger? Would the same fate befall her? Would she...die...for him again? This Fate thing was ridiculous; life seemed much simpler before Seto was forced to admit it existed.

He considered the fact that perhaps he should tell her, about their past lives. She had as much of a right to know as he did, after all. If things were to go in a similar pattern... she was the one at risk. But people weren't meant to know about what past lives they had, were they? That's why they were born without their old memories. Seto was one of the exceptions to the rule, so many things could've gone differently and he'd have missed knowing about this past life entirely.

However, the possibility of the past repeating itself seemed highly unlikely. The circumstances were not the same as they had been thousands of years ago. And after all, Yugi hadn't met the same fate as his Pharaoh counter part, had he? But that didn't stop Seto from worrying.

It was that worry in his eyes that had caught Kisara off guard at lunch. She sense something in his gaze, it seemed. The fact that she wouldn't look at him during class, despite the fact that they were sitting right next to each other, had trouble him. He had watched her as she looked at the empty page in her notebook for well over half the class. Finally she had looked up. Her warm smile and her eyes meeting his made him wonder at exactly what she had been thinking about to cause the change in her behavior. Whatever she had been thinking about though, he was glad that she seemed to be beck to normal though.

A few hours later, Kisara arrived home from school. She found her aunt Luna, who she'd been staying with, sitting in the living room reading a book, as usual. Her aunt had long, wavy, light brown hair, and light grey-blue eyes that were quickly scanning the pages of the book in her hands.

"How was your first day, Kisara?" she asked looking up from her book briefly.

"It was pretty good, especially compared to my old school."

"Make any friends?"

Kisara laughed. How her aunt managed to hold a conversation and read at the same time, she couldn't say. "I suppose you could say I made one."

"Who?" her aunt asked. She normally didn't ask so many questions...

"His name's Seto Kaiba-"

"Ah, a boy," her aunt laughed.

"I just met him today, so don't even get started. He's just a boy who was nice enough to help me around to my classes."

"Mmhmm," her aunt replied continuing to read her book.

Kisara sighed. Normally her aunt wasn't so suspicious. Did her aunt know something she didn't too? Today certainly was strange... Kisara got up to get a drink from the kitchen.

"Seto Kaiba must be one incredible boy," her aunt said from behind her. Kisara spun back around to see her aunt looking right at her.

"What makes you say that, Luna?" she asked.

Her aunt smiled. "I haven't seen your eyes shining with this much life since you came here."

Kisara stood there for a few minutes, not knowing quite what to say. Her aunt just turned back from her book. Eventually, Kisara just went into the kitchen as she had gotten up to do in the first place. She smiled. She didn't know Seto very well, but judging by the little she did know, and judging by what she saw; Seto Kaiba was pretty incredible.

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