A/N: A bit more boring than some of you may have expected. Next chapter will be better, I promise!

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Kisara looked at Seto questioningly.

"Egypt?"

"Yes," he said.

"And this is the only place you can think of to go?" Kisara asked.

"Yes," he replied again.

"Fine, I'll see what I can do," Kisara said, getting out of the car.

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Seto relaxed in the driver's seat as Kisara went into the house. His thoughts began drifting back to where they had been after he left school.

Seto stormed into his home office, slamming the door behind him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, before spinning around, his fist stopping inches away from punching the wall. This Fate thing was so infuriating. It was happening again, like he had feared it would happen. Again people were after Kisara, simply because she held the spirit of the Blue Eyes White Dragon.

Seto walked over to his chair and sat down. Why couldn't either of them just have a normal life? Why did people have to go after Kisara just because she held a power she neither chose to have nor had any knowledge about? Better yet, how did they know about Kisara holding the Blue Eyes? The knowledge of such was supposed to have been lost thousands of years ago...

If the people of Egypt could call upon the creatures their souls held...then in theory so could modern people. If someone found out about this, the results could be disastrous; especially if they could find a soul as powerful as Kisara's. But how had they found out?

There were a very limited number of people that were aware of that certain aspect of Egypt's history, as far as Seto was aware. Yugi and his friends knew, of course, but that was just because of Yugi's connection to the Pharaoh; they wouldn't have any idea of what was going on now. However, there was a family who knew more than anyone else; whose duty it had been to protect this information for thousands of years.

If anyone would know what was going on, or could help them in any way, it was the Ishtars. Ishizu especially had been helpful in the past, even if it was mostly to save her brother. There was just the slight inconvenience of them living in Egypt.

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Kisara walked in the door and heard Luna's voice in the kitchen.

"Well, you're home a little earlier than usual," her aunt said.

"Yeah," Kisara answered, entering the kitchen, "My friend drove me home."

"That was nice of them," her aunt commented. "How was your day?"

"I- I think you were right. It was a bit much with everything that's happened."

"Are you okay?" Luna asked.

"Yeah, I'll be fine," Kisara said. "Do you think...that I could take tomorrow off? You know, just to relax?"

"One day won't hurt. It's perfectly understandable that you'd take a day off," her aunt said.

"Do you think I could go with my friend, tonight and tomorrow? I think it would help take my mind off of things?" she asked.

"What did you have in mind?" her aunt asked curiously.

"I don't know. Maybe just relax with the sun and the sand..." Kisara trailed off. "I've always been better at dealing when I'm being social anyway."

"Will your friend's parents mind them missing school?" Luna asked.

Kisara looked down. "My friend doesn't have any parents..."

"Oh..." her aunt said. "Well, go ahead then, you better go get packed."

Kisara smiled. "Thanks, Luna!" she said, giving her aunt a hug before rushing upstairs.

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A little over half an hour later, Seto shut his phone after a call with Mokuba. He was leading Kisara to their means of getting to Egypt. They passed through a door, and Seto stopped just inside. He turned to Kisara, who was staring up at the jet that was now in front of them.

"You have a jet that looks like a duel monster?" Kisara asked.

"Obviously," Seto replied.

Kisara shook her head. "What?" Seto asked.

"It's just...why?"

Seto shrugged. "I have a special connection to the Blue-Eyes White Dragon. It's my signature card. I've been... drawn to it since before I can remember. Besides, it seems appropriate for a jet."

"How so?" Kisara asked.

"Powerful, yet elegant in a way, built to fly; besides, I own a gaming corporation, a Duel Monsters jet reflects that."

Kisara nodded. "Okay."

The two boarded the plane and Seto sat down in the pilot's seat.

"Wait, you're going to fly the plane!?" Kisara asked.

"Yes, is that a problem?" Seto asked.

Kisara shook her head, closed her eyes, and took a seat behind Seto. "He knows how to fly planes, on top of everything else," she said, seemingly to herself. She opened her eyes and looked at Seto. "You're too much."

Seto grinned and turned around facing away from Kisara. "I know," he replied, slipping the helmet over his head and preparing to start the plane.

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Once the plane was cruising at a good altitude, Seto set it on autopilot, took off the helmet, and relaxed in his seat.

"So," Kisara said.

Seto turned around to face her. "So what?" he asked.

"Now that you've dragged me out of the country, I think I deserve some explanations," Kisara said.

"What do you want to know?" Seto asked.

"You know why these people are after me," she said matter-of-factly.

"I might," he replied carefully.

Kisara glared at him. "Seto, my parents are dead because these people are after me, I think that I have a right to know why."

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," Seto said.

"Try me," she demanded.

"Your spirit is exceptionally strong. They want to used that power, and take it from you by whatever means necessary," he explained.

"What do you mean my spirit is strong?" she asked, confused.

"Well here's the part you won't believe... You see, the card game of Duel Monsters was actually based on these games where ancient Egyptians would call upon real monsters to battle. These monsters were in the forms of their spirit." I can't believe I'm actually saying all of this. It still sounds ridiculous, even if it is true, Seto thought.

Kisara raised her eyebrow skeptically. "Okay...let's say I believe you. How would these people who are after me know about it, or know that I have a powerful spirit?"

"That's what we're going to find out," Seto told her.

"How do you know about all this?" Kisara asked.

"It's a long story. It's not really important either. I'll tell you some other time," Seto said.

"You know, I'd probably say that you're one of the bad guys, luring me away," Kisara started.

"I-" Seto began.

"But-" Kisara continued over his voice. "Something tells me to trust you. Maybe I'm crazy for listening to it, more likely I'm crazy for believing the story you just told me, but I trust you."

Seto nodded and turned back around too look out the window. Neither said anything for quite a while.

Kisara was thinking to herself. So many strange things had happened. This was so unbelievable. But how did Seto know what they were after from that note? Then she remembered, what he had said when she had told him about the note. Just two words, which had seemed so out of place at the time…

Kisara spoke softly, almost a whisper.

"It's the Blue-Eyes White Dragon, isn't it?" she asked.

Seto spun around. "What?"

"My spirit. It's the Blue-Eyes White Dragon. They called me Blue-Eyes girl, the Blue-eyes is powerful... it makes sense, doesn't it?"

"Yes," Seto said. "It's the Blue-Eyes White Dragon."

Kisara gave a small smile, though her eyes seem sad and scared, and she turned away. She didn't speak for the remainder of the flight.

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