*please note: bold sentences means the character's speaking in English (normally they use Japanese, of course)*

His eyes hurt. He tried to open them, but he had to immediately shut them again with a grief grimace. The light was blinding. He fingered around trying to stand up, he managed to sit with his back against, he guessed, some house's wall.
Shielding his eyes with his hand, he tried again, more slowly. His head was pulsing.
Just what..?
When he got used to the light, Atem managed to stand up, still leaning on the wall. What he saw surprised him.
He couldn't recognize anything of what surrounded him.
That place wasn't at all like Domino City, not even near, nor like any of the many places he'd been to during the last few years. He couldn't explain it, but it gave him a totally different feeling, as if the world had reversed.
It wasn't the first time it happened; he had felt the same sense of non-belonging when Yugi had completed the puzzle, waking him up from his sleep.
Wouldn't it be I travelled time again..? he wondered with worry.
The prior evening's memories came back to his thoughts, and the worries related to that weird place slipped to second place. I must find Anzu… He was sure he heard the girl's voice before vanishing, and he was terrified thinking she could be in his enemy's hands.
But how could he find her? There wasn't any trace.
He glared down to his Puzzle to gain some comfort.
Except the opposite happened: the Pharaoh fell deeper in desperation, realizing the reversed pyramid wasn't pending from his neck.
It was just thanks to a huge effort of will that he didn't panic while he desperately tried to contact Yugi inside his head.
No one answered.

«I see. Thanks anyway, inspector Takagi. If something comes up, please let me know..! It's crucial!»
After that last advice, Shinichi hang up without giving the poor policeman even the time of answering.
That night no suspicious person had been reported. There had been a few thefts, but the culprits had already been caught and their descriptions didn't match with the one Kid gave him.
It couldn't work this way. He had just finished to check Haido Park, but they really had too little elements to base the research on. Looking for a 17 years old guy around Tokyo knowing just his looks was similar to looking for a needle in a haystack, it didn't matter how peculiar his hair were.
According to the thief's information the guy wasn't from Tokyo, anyway, since he was "disoriented". This lead him to think he could hide in a park, but it was a gamble. That guy could have been everywhere.
He ran his hand through his hair, frustrated. He couldn't do it alone, not like this.
He took out Shinichi's phone and was amazed to see he had two lost calls.
Both from Haibara.
He immediately called her back.
«May I know where were you?» Ai's glacial tone suggested she was irritated, but there was something else. The detective thought he felt worry in her voice. He hoped to be wrong, because last thing he needed right now was another problem.
«The Doctor found someone this morning» Ai said. «In front of your house. He was barely standing up, he's still pretty weak. Doctor Agasa took him here and he's sleeping on the sofa now» the girl paused. «He doesn't seem to be one of them, Kudo, but he's suspicious. What was he doing there? Plus his hair are just absurd.»
Shinichi couldn't believe his ears. Absurd hair..? Could it really be him?
Ai lost patience. Half minute of conversation and the boy hadn't still spoken up. «Cat got your tongue?» she asked sour. «Deign to be here, when you get your voice back. Or is it too much to ask?»
«I'll be right there» was the simple answer. Shinichi hang up and jumped on his skate, going towards Beika as fast as possible. Did he really find him?

- Ueno Park (Tokyo) -

Yugi woke up pretty confused. He was between two bushes, and he couldn't remember how he ended up there at all. His head was pulsing.
He glared around, disoriented. There was a bench near his spot. Sun's light was filtrated by trees all around him. It was a park, probably.
Which one, though? It wasn't familiar. He woke up slowly, leaning on the bench. His headache didn't feel like it'd vanish any time soon. He couldn't reason that way.
He sat on the bench.
Last thing he could remember was… the fight. He had let Atem take care of it.
Then the purplish vortex.
Being sucked in that had been horrible, Yugi had felt himself breaking. But watching his body now it seemed to be unharmed. Was it just a feeling?
He stayed motionless on that bench for a while. He couldn't say how long.
He just knew his headache was finally fading. Then two things happened.
First, he realised he had not the Puzzle around his neck, and he didn't feel Pharaoh's presence inside him at all since he had woken up.
Secondly, he heard a voice. Someone was talking to him. He forced himself to focus on the surroundings. A little girl was calling him.
«Oniisan? Oniisan! Are you alright?»
It took Yugi some time to understand. The child spoke Japanese, but she had a weird accent. He'd never heard it before. It could be an hint on where that place was.
He tried to speak, but his throat was so dry, it hurt. He just nodded.
That was when he realized there were more people around them, many of which gave him curious or compassionate looks.
He probably had a puny aspect.
The girl smiled. «Why are you all alone?»
«Mari!» the sudden scream of a woman distracted Yugi, making him search for her out of instinct. It wasn't hard, because the woman came and took the child's arm. She cross-eyed the guy. «How many times did I tell you you must not talk to unknown people?» she scolded, bringing the child away.
When he couldn't see them anymore, Yugi stood up. He didn't know where he was, but he needed to move. He had to find his puzzle, so he could find the Pharaoh. His only trace for now was the raven-masked man, maybe if he found him he'd gain some answers.
He took a random direction, hoping it lead him to the exit.
He had made just few steps when he felt a touch on his shoulder. He stopped and faced the hand's owner.
It was a young lady. From the way she looked at him it seemed she wanted to print his face in her mind. She was wearing a uniform – she had to be a policewoman.
Straining his hurting throat, Yugi spoke. «May I help you, officer?»
Hearing him speak, the woman smiled. For some reason Yugi felt a thrill down his spine.
«Yes, you probably can, boy»
The police officer shove what seemed like a badge right in front of his face. The boy tried to read it, but some gas came out of it.
He inhaled it and lost conscience almost immediately, falling right into the woman's arms.
Some passers stopped, slightly worried, but the woman with the uniform reassured them in Japanese. The boy just had a sugar's drop, she said, and she would personally bring him to the hospital.
With their conscience now assured, the passers lost interest and went their way, not noticing the supposed police officer entered along with the boy in a black Porsche waiting for them just outside the Park, and that the car's direction was the total opposite of that to the hospital.

The Pharaoh woke up with a jolt. He vaguely remembered he met a man who had kindly offered his help. He had said he was a doctor. He looked sincere, so Atem had followed him inside the man's house. He'd prefer to manage this alone, but how could he, if he didn't even know where he was? Plus he was weak, too weak. Accepting that man's help he planned to recover the forces and, perhaps, to obtain some useful information.
Once inside the man had made some tea. After, he could just recall his eyelids feeling heavier and heavier… he must've fallen asleep on the sofa.
While he was unconscious, he had relived the prior evening's battle. The raven-man's words kept resounding in his head even now he was awake.
"«I'll bring you where you're in my power!»"
«Oi, can you hear me?»
A child's voice brought him back to reality. He hadn't even noticed he was there.
He was probably around seven years old, Atem guessed, looking at him.
He had too, like the old man who helped him, a weird accent.
«Where am I?» Atem asked straight up. That was his first worry.
He wasn't that sure he could trust them – his sudden sleep was suspicious; did they put something in his tea? – but, besides the fact he had not much of a choice, the fact they didn't tie him up made him hope well.
«In Tokyo, Japan» the child answered. He was glaring at the boy on the sofa with curiosity, and didn't seem very surprised from that question. «Who are you, oniichan?»
Tokyo?
Atem got up and sat. «How far is it from Domino?» asked again, ignoring the child's answer.
Now the child was a bit more surprised, or at least confused. «Domino?» he repeated, unsure.
«Yes, Domino City. Don't you know it?»
It was strange, Domino was a pretty famous city. It was practically the Capital of Duellists.
A terrifying suspicion ran his mind. Maybe his confusion had to do with something that happened in Domino?
«Never heard of it, oniichan. Is that where you're from? Is that why you have a strange accent?» Conan inquired.
That guy had the very same hair Kaito Kid described, something he wasn't sure would've been possible. The spikes seemed to keep the shape thanks to some magic, they didn't lose it even while he was sleeping. He seemed foreign, basing on his looks, but he spoke Japanese without a problem. The only weird thing was his pronunciation.
Whoever it was, there wasn't a doubt the men in black were looking just for him.
I mean, how many chances are there not one but twoguys would have that haircut?
Shinichi, who had never stopped looking at the strange guy's face, caught a shock flash in his eyes. It didn't last long.
«What year are we in?» Atem asked, hoping to be wrong. If he had ended in another timeline Yugi, Anzu and the Puzzle could have been literally everywhere – and every time, for all that he knew. He couldn't think about it.
«20**» Conan answered. If that question had surprised him it didn't show.
That guy makes me curious every word he says, the detective thought, a sparkle in his gaze.
The year is the same. But then..? Atem felt relief and confusion at the same time.
They both stayed silent for a while, then the Pharaoh stood up. «I must find my friends», he said.
That time Conan's eyes widened. «Your..? Is there someone else then?»
«Yes, I think so at least» the millenary spirit answered hastily. He had lost too much time already, now that he knew for sure he was in his own timeline – even if the non-belonging feeling was still there – he was more optimistic about finding Yugi and Anzu. He brought his hand in his pocket, and realized with relief that his deck was in place. He wasn't alone.
Seeing his eyes filled with determination, Shinichi raised an eye-brow. «You can't go out, oniichan» he exclaimed, facing him. «They're looking for you outside. It's dangerous».
And I still don't know who you are and why they're searching for you, he thought. Shinichi hated to not know something. He wouldn't let him go before hearing a satisfying explanation and having a good strategy planned out.
If he was right about the man with the raven mask's identity, maybe the chance to Check Mate the Organization had come.
Atem doubtfully glared him. There was something out of tune in that child, but he didn't grasp what yet.
«They're looking for me?» he repeated. «Do you know who I am, then?»
The detective took out Conan's most innocent smile.
«That's not quite right. It's a complicated story» he said, taking Atem's hand and making him sit again on the sofa. «Now listen closely».
That child definitely gave him the chills.

Nothing I can do, a downhearted Kaito thought. He reconnoitred nearly all the city, and it surely hadn't been an easy task. To search for a guy he didn't even know he had even ignored Aoko's calls. It was deep in the afternoon now, the sun was setting.
Soon he would be in his alter ego's favourite element, the night.
But as much as he tried, finding someone in a city with more than fifteen millions people was nearly impossible, you had to be seriously lucky.
He decided to stop at home first. Then, before going out again, he'd call Kudo. The more time passed, the more possibility the guy had been found from the men in black.
«I don't know any city of the kind! Stop wasting my time, young lady!»
That sudden scream took him out of his thoughts. The complaint had been from a middle-aged woman. She was probably just back from the shopping, in fact she was bringing two filled envelopes.
The nagging was directed to a girl the same height of Aoko, more or less, same-coloured hair, but shorter. She had probably taken it bad, because Kaito caught an hesitant expression on her face. The woman turned her back and went her way.
Emergency state or not, Kaito couldn't just ignore her.
«May I help you?» he asked, then made a white rose appear out of her left ear. «Miss?» he added, showing his most friendly smile.
The girl glared alternately at him and at the flower, in confusion.
«Do you know Domino City?» she asked then, her eyes filled with determination.
Kaito made the rose vanish again, took off-guard. She seemed desperate before, but now he was reconsidering that.
«Never heard of it» he answered, almost sorry.
The girl shook his head. «That's not possible», she said. Fixing her glare into the magician's, «Someone must know of it!» she claimed firm.
The theft was reminded of Aoko claiming her father would unmask Kid.

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