A/N: The song What Hurts the Most does not belong to me! Please enjoy this chapter and review!

Seto's POV

I heard rustling outside of the tent and I opened the entrance to peek out. I rise an eyebrow when I saw who it was. I quickly dress similarly to the one standing near the water and exit the tent I was sharing with my brothers. I was the only exception, other than the adults, from having to sleep in a group. Yugi, Tristan Joey, Duke and Mahad were in the tent on our left and on the right were Malik,Marik Bakura, Ryou and Odion. Across from us was the tent Yuna was sharing with Tea, Mai, Serenity and Amelda, and beside it were Mana, Ishizu, Rebecca and Chris. In between our two groups were three other tents, one containing the grandpas, one Dartz and Iona and in the third were the Crafwords.

I leave the camp site and walk up to the figure bathed in moonlight. Yuna looked beautiful like this. Wearing some pure white dress that reached to just above her knees and her Millennium Puzzle, she looked like an earthbound angle. Her dress and hair drifted in the wind as she looked out at the ocean. I can't take my gaze away from her as she stands there.

As she hears me approaching, she looks over her shoulder and I saw here eyes reflecting the moonlight, making them look even more magnificent then before! Her hair was shining in the moonlight, making her bangs look like real gold and her skin looked like white silk.

''Hey. Why are you awake at this hour?'' I ask as I stride up to her. She smiles at me and my breath catches as the light of the Moon catches her teeth, making them look like pearls.

''I couldn't help but come out to enjoy this. There's supposed to be a meteor shower tonight, and I wanted to see it.''

I smile. That's typical Yuna, her head always in the clouds. ''But why didn't you tell the others that? I'm sure that they'd like to see it.''

Yuna's smile dropped. ''My father loved to watch the stars, especially meteor showers and the consolation Draco. It was a part of out heritage and I kind of took after him. I've always had a special connection with him, even though I was rather close to mom as well. It was just ... I don't know. He understood me like no one else did.'' Yuna looked at me. ''And I like to watch the ocean the same as my mom did.'' A sigh. ''I really miss them, Seto.''

I immediately drew her into my arms. ''I know, Yuna. I also miss my parents.'' I bury my face into her hair and breath in her scent. ''I was always very close with my mom. She understood my thought in her own way, but it was still what I have been thinking. She understood my moods and my need to me independent. She always talked to me about my day and told me about hers. I miss her, more than I miss my father.''

Yuna looks up to me. ''Who gave you your looks, Seto?''

I think about it. ''I think that I got my hight on my own, but I am a mix of my father's and my mother's features. However, I got my eyes from my grandfather, mom's dad.''

Yuna smiled. ''What was he like?''

I grumble. ''Grumpy, crazy. He was obsessed with gnomes and elfs and he tried to get me and my father to follow his obsession. Actually, he sometimes wanted me around and others he just wanted to be alone. He thought me the first game I ever played. Chess. He was quite good, but he wouldn't play with me after a I defeated him for the 10th time. What a sore loser!''

Yuna chuckles. ''Hypocrite much?''

''Hey! I know that I am not the most pleasant when I lose, but I always keep coming back for a new Duel!'' I complain. ''I never gave up!''

Yuna caressed my cheek and I leaned into her touch. ''And that's what got us so close. Thank you for that, Seto.'' She smiles at me and I return it. We look out towards the sea and stay like that. It was a really peaceful night. All that could be heard for miles were the waves and the crickets in the woods nearby. The moon was really beautiful. We spent maybe half an hour in just silence when Yuna suddenly pointed at the sky. She started showing me the consolations, starting with her favorite, Draco the dragon, and finishing with the Big Dipper. I pointed out some of KC's satellites, offering to show her the pictures tomorrow on my laptop of all the things we found since I started the space expeditions, over five years ago.

We lapsed into silence again, snickering as we heard the Mutt snoring away in one of the tents. I felt as calm as I had this morning, in that cave with Yuna. Only this time, it weren't precious gems that shined above us but the various starts that illuminated the sky.

''Yuna, what were your parents like?'' I suddenly found myself asking.

''What brought up that question?'' She asked. I shrugged.

''You just never talked about them. And since I want to know you, I have to once ask about your parents.''

Yuna chuckles quietly. ''I guess you're right. Well, my mother, Alexia Mouto, loved Egypt and it was the reason she studied Egyptology. Since grandpa was a famous archaeologist, he made sure that she could join him on one of his digs and that's where she met my father. They started out as friends and later that year, father asked her out and things went from there. My mother said yes to his proposal only a year later. Just five years later, Yugi and I were born. We always traveled with them. It was like second nature for me to get involved in their discussions and my father always encouraged me to bring out my points to the other archaeologists, but I never dared before I accidentally slipped once and interrupted someone.'' She smiled sadly. ''They had wanted to kick my parents out, since only they brought their two year old daughter to those meetings, so I started talking all I knew. I still remember the stunned faces of all the professors and guest archaeologists as I told them the whole thing. My mother had made pancakes for three days straight since I had managed to shut up one of the smartasses that liked to annoy her whenever she did a presentation.''

I chuckle, noticing how the woman was similar in character to her daughter. ''Sounds like she was a wonderful person.''

''She was.'' Yuna whispered and I tightened my hold on her.

''What about your father?'' I asked. ''What was he like?''

Yuna's eyes were distant as she answered in a quiet, warm voice. ''My father was a pure blooded Egyptian. His name was Aknamkanon. Since his family is thousands of years old and very traditional, they didn't have a surname, so that's why we took mother's as soon as they married. That's why I'm Mouto today. Anyway, he spent his whole life in Egypt, studying its whole history as best as he could. He loved Egypt and often fought the tomb thieves for its ancient treasures. He was the happiest when I solved the Puzzle, that I remember like it was yesterday. He had always been closer to me than Yugi. We had this strange bond that made us act differently towards each other in comparison to mother, grandpa and Yugi. He was the one to teach me everything. To walk, to talk, to read, write ... He thought me all that I know today. How to look at life, how to treasure one's homeland and one's self. He thought me of our family's ways and he showed me all the ancient sites that most couldn't enter. I, however, soon earned that right on my own as I became known as 'Child of Pharaohs' and 'Archaeological Wonder'. He had always believed that I could do better than I already have.'' She paused and I heard her take in a shuddering breath. It must be tough on her to talk about them like this. ''He was loved and admired by everyone. He was the one to take Mahad and Mana in after I met them at one of the digs. That's why Mahad is so protective of me. Father was always my pillar of support. He had been frantic when I had been kidnapped and he had almost killed the men who had done it when he saw them. He always thought me that I need to be strong and proud, that I should stand tall and gracefully in front of all those who would like to hate me.''

''Smart man.'' I nod my approval.

''He reminds me of the Nameless Pharaoh's own father, and they even have the same name. Father was the first one who had discussed my dreams with me and he was the first who ever told me that the man I was dreaming about was the Pharaoh. He never doubted my ability to decipher texts or understand the hints my dreams gave me, He knew Ancient Egyptian, since everyone in his family had spoke it for centuries, and he talked with me in it everyday.''

''He sounds like a great man.''

''He was.'' A pause. ''I miss them, Seto.''

I tighten my grip on her. ''Shh. It's alright, Yuna. They're at peace now, and they're watching over you as we speak.''

Yuna snickers. ''I sure hope not!''

I rise an eyebrow. ''And why not?''

She looks up at me from her position of resting against my chest. ''Because father would probably kill you the second he saw us! He may be cool and all that, but father was far too overprotective of me! A fly was not allowed to touch me!''

I laugh at the insane image of the man I have seen in those pictures in the Game Shop glaring a poor fly down for landing on the young Yuna! She joins in with a chuckle of her own, before asking me about my own parents.

''Well, I already told you a bit about my mom. Her name was Sakura and she lowed nature. She and dad met on mount Fuji when she visited there with some nature-loving group. He had been there for a relaxing hike, but he ended up staying to get to know her a bit better. A month later, they met in a coffee shop and shared the table. The next day, they met at the supermarket and the day after that they ran into each other in the metro. Father then asked her out and about seven moths later, they got married. They got me after ten years of marriage.'' I pause, I hadn't talked about my parents for more than eight years, and I hadn't felt the need to. But here I was, telling Yuna about them. ''My dad, Aknadin, was originally from the North of Africa, but I can't remember if her ever told me from where exactly.''

''Hey! My father said that he once had a friend named Aknadind that had left for Japan after his twelfth birthday!''

''Huh. I always thought that Aknadin was an uncommon name.''

Yuna chuckled. ''It is. It's five thousand years old at the very least, Seto. It's an ancient Egyptian name.''

''Great! It's a good thing I never told it to Ishizu, or else she would insist even more that I am some High Priest or something!'' I groan. Well, I guess that explains why my mom's parents have the same last name as we used to. ''Anyway, he also liked nature, and he worked in one of those law companies that protected natural goods and things like that. He used to tell me these incredible stories about Africa and I remember that he had turned them into bedtime storied when Mokuba was born. But he turned into a distant man when something happened at work one day, and it turned out that he had to go to Egypt. It's not that he minded going there, it's just that there was no conditions for us to go with him. So when mom was escorting him to the airport, a truck hit them. They were instantly dead, although the paramedics say that dad was still warm when they got there, so they suspect that he had survived for an hour or so longer. We were then sent to our aunt after that, even though our grandfather wanted to take us in, but he was far too old. He died a month after the accident. She kept us in her home for about two month, until they made sure that all our inherited money was theirs, and then shifted us off to the orphanage after I refused to stay with them without Mokuba and called her some rather nasty names. You know the rest.''

I felt Yuna squeeze one of my hands, interlocking our fingers together. I nuzzle her hair and we stay like that for a moment.

''I won't say I'm sorry, even if it is rather cruel of me to do so.'' Yuna said and I just hugged her tighter.

''You shouldn't be sorry. Even though I could've lived a supposedly happier life, it couldn't really be better since I probably wouldn't have ever met you if things hadn't been as they were.''

''You're probably right.'' Was the quiet reply and we stayed silent after that. I got this crazy idea and he spun Yuna so she was facing him and took one of her hands, placing it on his shoulder as her took the other one and raised it in the traditional dancing stance.

''Seto, wha?''

''Shh.'' I whispered into her ear. ''Just follow my lead.'' And with that, I drew her against me and started moving to a beat stuck in my head. Yuna leaned against me slightly and followed my every move, perfectly in sync with me. I could almost hear the sad melody on the violin and I unknowingly started singing.

I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don't bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me

Yuna looks up at me from her position on me chest.

There are days every now and again I pretend I'm OK
But that's not what gets me

''You know, you really should become a singer. You have a beautiful voice, Seto.'' She whispered as I got to the refrain. I just shook my head.

''I'm a Duelist and a CEO, not a musician.''

Yuna chuckles as I draw her flush against me so she wouldn't see my blush. ''I remember you being quite gifted with the piano.''

I snort as we sway to the beat of the song we obviously both knew. ''That was because Gozaboro forced me to learn, therefore I never liked it much.'' I lean down and whisper into her ear. ''Now shut up and enjoy the moment!''

She chuckled before I continued the song. I loved this song because it was partly the only way I can explain my regrets at letting Yuna go so many times before. The emotion Yuna must have heard in my voice as I sang was real and powerful.

What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away

I remember Battle City, when Yuna had walked away from me for the second time, and then it had hurt a lot more than the first time, in that arcade.

''Seto?'' I heard Yuna ask, but I ignored it.

And never knowing
What could have been

I hesitate here, knowing that I'd be directly confessing, but I drew strength from Yuna's calmness and said it.

And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin' to do

Yuna's POV

I gasp silently, but it seems that Seto didn't notice. I'm not sure if he chose this song because of me, or if he simply liked it. It was painful to hear such vulnerability in his usually strong voice and it worried me how he was clutching me so strongly to his chest.

It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I'm doin' It

I feel myself swallowed in shame as I remember how many times I walked away from Seto for my own reasons. Iy must have been too much for him, who has been only abandoned in his life. Everyone left him, except Mokuba. Even I did, and it hurt far more than anything else ever did.

It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone

Suddenly a vision hit me.

I saw Seth walking alone through the palace halls. I heard kids laughing and I saw two blond, blue-eyed boys and a black-haired lavender-eyed girl running around the once High Priest. The boys resembled both the Ishtar twins and my good friend, Mahad, while the girl was a spitting image of Ishizu.

''Kids! Don't run through the halls! Where here to meet the Pharaoh, not to play!'' A familiar female voice said and it was soon followed by the owner as Priestess Isis caught up to the three children. However, she gasped as she saw them all over Seth, warmly greeting him with hugs and giggles.

Seth smiled down at the little ones, affectionately ruffling their hair and even lifted up the youngest girl and placed her on his hip. ''And hello to you, too, little Shikoo. What brings you to this humble Pharaoh?''

I gasp as I realize why Seth was dressed so differently! He wore a lot more white, the ancient Egyptian color of mourning! But why am I being shown a vision after the Pharaoh's death?

''Pharaoh.'' Isis said as she bowed respectfully, yet not as deeply as she did with her last Pharaoh. '' i apologize if they had disturbed you in any way.''

Seth waved her away and spoke to the young ones. The boys watched him with admiration, probably dreaming of growing that tall, and the little girl sucked in his every word.

Fast falling footsteps were heard and just seconds later, the ex-apprentice magician and now Priestess that looked like Mana arrived with another youth, but he was older than the three kids all over the blue-eyed Pharaoh. They both bowed and greeted him, and as soon as it was all done, the old Priestess and the younger ones immediately sobered up.

''Pharaoh, I heard of your new plans for the Millennium Items, especially the sacred Puzzle. I wish to guard the Millennium Tablet if you shall allow me!'' The eldest boy said as he geld a fist to his heart.

I stared as Seth looked alarmed. ''Shadi Hasan, what are you saying, boy! I will not allow you to do so! You're Shad-''

''I am Priest Shada Hasan's son and Priest Karim Hasan's nephew! I am the only one worthy enough of the task!'' Shadi yelled, startling Seth. ''My father and his cousin willingly died for the last Pharaoh, and I and my own cousin are ready to look after our fathers' Items! We had talked it over with our soon-to-be brides and they, too, wish to serve our Pharaoh in death!''

''Shadi, you look so much like your father. You even act so courageously like him. He would have been proud of thou if he could see you now.'' Seth praised. ''And as much as it breaks my heart to see this last piece of my old friend go ...'' Seth smiled gently at the blue-eyed, bald boy that always wore a turban. ''I will give you and your family the blessings you need for such a task. But I must ask you something first.''

''Anything, my Pharaoh!''

Seth's eyes went misty. ''As my official Queen and wife is about to give birth to the first child of my line, I wish to ask you and your family to track this bloodline that has given my cousin. I am the last of it, therefore my blood will have to pass as my cousins should have. Trace it till the day the Great Pharaoh walks amongst his men once again!''

Shadi smiled, honored his family got such a great task. ''It will be our honor, my Pharaoh, Seth.''

Said once High Priest nodded and then turned to the only two survivors of the great Shadow War other than himself. ''Isis, I am well aware that I might be asking to much, but I beg of you to look into the future until you find the time where the souls clash!''

The old Priestess gasped. ''Pharaoh, wha-?''

Blue eyes flashed and after ten years, the owner of the three White Dragons finally looked like himself again. ''Do not question me, Priestess!''

All present jumped and flinched at the venom and anger in the voice.

''There is something that this world owes to my cousin, the previous Pharaoh, and I am not going to let it take it back!'' Seth seethed. ''He gave his life away, trapping his soul in the Millennium Puzzle. But the Puzzle can be solved once again and only his reincarnation can do it. His name might be erased, but he will never truly be forgotten! Egyptians will eventually forget what he did, but Egypt will not!'' Blue eyes fell on every face in front of them. ''Shimon died after he destroyed what he thought was the final physical representation of the Pharaoh's name. Karim and Shada died protecting our late king. Mahad gave his life in order to make sure our Pharaoh would live long enough to be triumphant! They died so he could provide a better future for Egypt! For the world!'' Seth panted slightly, the memory of his dead cousin obviously hurting him. ''And for you to feel fear of just looking into the future ... I think I have never felt a greater shame to call you my priests!''

Isis narrowed her eyes, but she knew that he spoke the truth.

I can still hear Seto singing and I wondered if it was the words of the song that has triggered the vision.

Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, livin' with this regret

''I live every day just because he was the one to give it to me. Why do you draw breath?''

Silence.

I could not believe the fleeting thought from Isis that Seth has not been like this for twelve years. 'Did time really go by that fast?' But it didn't really surprise me anymore. I watch as Seth's eyes burn with new hope and determination as he dares the others to say they live for a greater reason than him.

Mana spoke up. ''How can we help? And what is it that you plan to do?''

The older Priestess snapped her attention to the girl.

Seth smiled. This was the Pharaoh's childhood friend that he knew, recklessly brave. ''Isis will look into the future, as far as I wish you to.'' He cut his eyes to said woman and smirked as he saw her nod with determination. "Shada and his family will guard the Millennium Tablet, Millennium Ring, Millennium Eye, Millennium Key and the Millennium Scales. Isis, you and your family will look after the scripts and his majesty's things, as well as the Millennium Necklace and my own Millennium Item, the Millennium Rod. These two families will be known as Tomb Keepers, " He looks at Ishizu's original incarnate. "And the Guardians." He looks at Shada's son.

"What should I do?" Mana asked.

But I know if I could do it over

"Mana you will make sure that the chambers of the old Pharaoh's tomb are secure. The Millennium Puzzle will be put there. Shimon and Mahad have started it with me while my cousin was still Pharaoh and I still have the plans. I just need an official confirmation of a sorcerer that everything is as it should be." Mana nodded.

I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken

Seth sighed as he finally told them his whole plan and the others left him at his request. I was a bit shocked that it was Seth that thought up a way to save the Pharaoh's soul and lead it to reincarnating as myself.

'I promise to find you, my Pharaoh!'

I was startled as I heard the soft oath whispered in a voice so much like Seto's as Seth left for the past Pharaoh's chambers. It would seem that Seth didn't have the heart to move in here, but the late Pharaoh's things were all moved out. All except the golden box that housed the Millennium Puzzle, which Seth drew to his chest and started sobbing quietly, even though the tears were long ago all dried up.

Just then, the vision started fading as Seto's voice got louder ...

And I once again found myself, securely in my beloved rival's arms as we danced to his light singing.

Seto's POV

I place a small kiss to Yuna's forehead as I realize that whatever vision or whatever it is that she was experiencing was over.

What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say (much to say)
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been

I really wonder sometimes what would happen if I were to tell Yuna just what I feel for her.

And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do, oh.

I can't believe what kind of idiot I was when I forced myself to not see just how much Yuna actually means to me. All those years I denied that my crush for her was more than just that. How many times, how many chances did I have to tell her and to give her a reason to stay behind in Domino?

What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say (to say)
And watching you walk away

There were times she was closer to me than even Mokuba had ever been, and yet I allowed her to walk away just as many times, if not more.

And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do

Not seeing that loving you
That's what I was trying to do

I awkwardly stop singing. The only thing we could hear was the waves crashing against shore, crickets in the woods and the hollow wind smoothing pass us. Yuna and I still danced as if I have never stopped singing.

''You really ought to become a singer, Seto.'' Yuna mumbled into my chest.

''I guess if we once get the chance to sing together I'd do it.'' I said, only to humor her. She is, after all, just as stubborn as me and I didn't want to end this peace as we dance to the beating of our hearts. ''But I wouldn't be able to do it anytime soon.'' I add, distantly remembering that I have one hell of a work pile to catch p to. ''This new project is taking up all of my time, even with the additional help of another computer genius like Noah.''

I feel Yuna push herself a bit away from me so she could look me properly in the eyes. ''Did what you were doing earlier today have something to do with this new project?'' I am surprised with how timid the question sounds. What's with this all of the sudden?

''Yes.'' I say carefully, and Yuna flinches as she looks down. What the-?

''I'm sorry for interrupting your work for something so meaningless.'' Yuna says, regret clear in her voice and I realize what she must have thought. I chuckle to show her that I don't mind what happened today, but I still see a little, barely concealed uncertainty in her lovely eyes so I smile at her as I whisper into her delicate ear.

''I didn't really mind the interruption.'' I tell my Yuna. ''Besides, I'm glad you did. I had the best day off. I don't remember ever feeling this relaxed and refreshed.'' I pull away from her ear to see the effects my reassuring words have on her. Yuna smiles brightly and there was a hint of a blush on her cheeks.

She chuckles and was about to say something when she suddenly looked up. I followed her gaze and we saw that the meteor shower has started. Hundreds of little lights were falling over Draco and it almost looked like they were all coming from the consolation. Some were too fast for us to really see them, but there were also ones that lazily drifted through the sky. It was beautiful, really. With Yuna in my arms I watched as the stars shined and little bits of meteors burned in our atmosphere, making the amazing effect that stars were falling.

''Seto?'' I heard from the beautiful, amazing girl in my arms.

''Hm?''

Yuna raised her head to look at me again. The smile on her lips took my breath away. ''Make a wish.''

I groan at her childishness. ''You do know that it's not real, right?''

Yuna shakes her head. ''I wouldn't say so. When I was little I made a wish to have a friend that will always understand me and would never judge me.'' I stare at her in shock. ''That song you sang today wasn't just about you. It was a reflection of my own heart as well.'' She lets her smile turn sad. ''I made it on a night like this, that wish, just the night after our parents official funeral in Egypt. The only difference, beside the location, is that I had stood alone when I made it. And look. I met you, and we became friends after a few bumps in the road, as they say. I never stopped believing that it can happen.''

I tighten my arms around her. I look up at the many falling stars. ''I don't really need to make a wish. All I could wish for is right here ... '' I trail off as I let my cobalt eyes rest on her ruby ones.

The vine-colored eyes widen and Yuna only manages to whisper my name as we start leaning towards each other ...

We heard ruffling of cloth and the tent zipper being roughly opened before a loud ''SHIT!'' reaches our ears as one Joey Wheeler runs for the Hawkins home-on-the-load we had brought along.

I groan as the atmosphere is ruined and step away a bit from Yuna, though I still kept an arm draped around her waist.

Normal POV

"Bloody fucking damn him to all seven bloody hells and back five times!" Bakura curses as the blond duelist ruins the moment between the rivals, causing them to separate before kissing. He, along with Yugi, Mokuba, Noah and Mana, was trying to make sure no one interrupts their two friends and they were even filming it for blackmail purposes, but they never expected Joey to have such a reaction to marshmallows.

The group was seriously wondering if they should have just kept Joey in another tent, as far away from the beach as possible! They had really hoped that their efforts and sacrifices during the game of truth or dread (as Bakura came to call it after seeing just how ruthless the CEO could be) and that the two rivals would finally see just how much they loved each other, but Joey the ever smooth Wheeler had to go and shit at the most important moment!

Mana gasped. ''Bakura!'' She exclaimed in a whisper. ''Quiet down!'' She stuffed a marshmallow from her bag that she brought should they get hungry during the stake out into his mouth. ''They'll hear us!''

Noah gulped. ''Too late. They already did!''

The rest of the group turned to see the rivals glaring at them and Mokuba started praying that his Nii-sama would at least let him out of his punishment before he turned 90!