I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! Only Terry and Aaron are mine. This takes place after the series finale, only Atem has his own body.

Chapter One- Bitten

"Kaiba," Atem sighed over the phone. "I appreciate that you acknowledge my existence, but Yugi is the one-,"

"No!" Kaiba snapped. "I thought about it and realized that it was you I was dueling the entire time."

"Actually, you were dueling both of us but Yugi was the true duelist."

"No, it was your appearance I saw."

"Kaiba, listen," Atem said in exasperation. "When Yugi freed me, I had no name and no memories of my own. Everything about this world came from Yugi. As I watched Yugi duel and learned how to play, I was able to formulate strategies for us to use, even though Yugi wasn't aware of me, not until Duelist Kingdom shortly before you got there."

"That would explain why you responded to Yugi's name when people spoke to you. But now that you have a name and memory, I insist we duel."

"Fine then and afterwards, we'll have nice long talk. When and where?"

"Kaibadome in two days at noon."

"Very well. Until then, Kaiba."

Kaiba smirked. "Until then." He hung up with satisfaction. He would soon have the duel he deserved. He promptly cleared his calendar so that the day in question was clear. He did not want anything to interfere with his duel. Despite what Atem said, Kaiba was certain that Atem was the one who defeated him every time. He was just making excuses to avoid dueling me. Well, it didn't work. After two days, we will duel and I will win.

Atem hung up and shook his head a little. I don't think Kaiba believed me; he was humoring me. He went up to his room, laid on the bed, and stared at the ceiling. Thanks to a strong bond between Yugi and him, Atem was given a second chance at life and his own body. This caused a bit of a problem as Atem had no identification or papers and thus couldn't do much except help run the game shop.

Ah, but an ID card is coming, he thought. Any day now. Until then, I need Grandpa to drive me around so people won't wonder why a teenager isn't in school. He got up and went down to the game shop. "Grandpa?" he ventured.

Solomon smiled warmly at him. When Atem and Yugi returned from Egypt, the former doing so on Kaiba's jet, Solomon wasted almost no time in claiming Atem as a grandson which flattered the pharaoh.

"Kaiba challenged me to a duel in two days."

"Where?"

"The Kaibadome at noon."

Solomon nodded. "I can take my lunch hour then and drive you over."

"I'll have Kaiba take care of the drive home as we'll be having a talk afterwards."

"Oh? Usually, you duel, he loses, and he stalks off after you speak of having friends and the Heart of the Cards that helped you win."

Atem gave a short laugh. "Yes, well I'm having trouble getting him to believe that it's Yugi who's his true rival, not me. Duel Monsters may have originated in Egypt, but the cards, rules, and strategies came from you and Yugi."

"Well when I think back on the duels I've seen, it was your looks that was used as well as your voice."

"I think everyone noticed that and since I had no name and only my title, I was content to be called Yugi."

"And Yugi did not mind sharing his name." Solomon smiled. "Yugi is such a sweet, thoughtful boy."

"Yes, while Kaiba is a stubborn man."

"Consider his upbringing, my boy. He didn't have time to indulge in fantasies or fairytales. He deals with hard reality and dismisses magic or the supernatural even when it is so obvious."

"Our adventure in recovering my memories made Kaiba grudgingly accept that I was a pharaoh but that seems to be it."

"I don't know. His acceptance of you may open the door to other supernatural experiences and give Kaiba a new perspective on life."

Atem highly doubted that would happen. Kaiba accepted he had been a pharaoh long ago, but he was convinced that Atem had been the duelist who had beaten him time and again and it seemed that nothing Atem said could change his mind. Nonetheless, Atem said, "In any case, we'll duel and then talk in two days."

Kaiba snapped his briefcase closed and picked it up. It had been a satisfying day. The various projects and products were proceeding on schedule or selling well, all the proper paperwork had been filled out, and all his charts and books were up to date. Most people didn't realize how hard it was to run a business and he was convinced that only he and Mokuba could handle Kaiba Corp's management. He had spent time teaching Mokuba here and there ever since the Duelist Kingdom tournament, but now he was thinking of teaching Mokuba the finer points of the company. He's certainly old enough and smart enough to grasp the concepts. He is the vice-president after all.

It was late as Kaiba called for the limo. Night had already fallen and the sky was illuminated by the full moon. The last one for the month, he thought, though why he found this important, he couldn't say. Astronomy was not part of his daily life or necessary to run a company, so he never gave it any thought.

His boot heels clicked as he strode toward the elevator and the again as he entered the lobby. All was silent, which made the multiple clicks he heard hall the more evident. He paused and listened to determine which direction they were coming from so he could deal with the source. A low growl replaced the clicks and it was behind him. He turned and was tackled to the floor before he got a look at his attacker.

It was a wolf as black as night with gold eyes that glowed. He bared his teeth and Kaiba saw a collar and leash around his neck. Maybe it's not a wolf, but rather a large dog, he thought even as a leg coiled up to push the animal off, but before he could, it lunged forward, seized Kaiba's shoulder, and bit down. Kaiba cried out before swinging his left fish out and hitting the animal's head instead of kicking at it. His attacker released with a yelp and the Kaiba thrusted out with his leg to send the wolf flying.

The wolf slid back on its side before popping back onto its feet. He growled, teeth bared, until a muzzle was slipped on the snout as a man appeared and picked up the leash.

"Who the hell are you and why have your dog attack me?" Kaiba spat as he stood up, his left hand applying pressure to the wound.

"I am Terry and this is not my dog. He is Aaron, my younger brother and a werewolf."

Kaiba smirked before giving a derisive laugh. "A werewolf? You expect me to believe that?"

"I do. Aaron bit you on a full moon night. That means, the werewolf virus is now in you. You will transform into a talking self-aware wolf every night except for the full moon when you will be a vicious simple wolf who will desire to turn others." Terry held up a silver cross on a necklace. "Silver protects one from being attacked. Aaron's been wanting to turn someone and I had heard that you are dismissive of magic and the supernatural. We both agreed that you would be the perfect target." Terry reached into his jacket, pulled out a manila envelope, and slid it across the floor to Kaiba before leaving with Aaron.