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Author's Note: For some of the characters, I used their English or Japanese names in my story, just because I like them better.

Love and Change

Chapter 1: Return to the Change

'Ten years. It has been ten years since I had my last premonition. Not since the spirit of the Pharoah Atem and Yugi Mutou fought and Atem's spirit when to the Afterlife. Back then, I believed that we would see the Pharaoh again. This time, it is the same.'

Ishizu sat up in her bed, awaken from her dream and the bright Egyptian sunlight that came through her window. It was ten years to the day that things began to seem normal and change. She and her brother, Malik, were no longer under the duty of being Atem's tomb keepers, and they and Odion began a normal-as-can-be life, traveling around and helping with archeological digs around the desert country.

"Sister, breakfast is ready," Malik said, knocking on Ishizu's bedroom door. "Coming!" she said, getting up and walking to her closet to dress.

"I had a premonition in my dreams last night, I am sure of it. I get the feeling Atem will return to the world somehow," Ishizu explained. Malik took a bite of toast. "But how? The tomb crumbled after he departed from us," he said, swallowing, "It would take a miracle for him to come back through all the rocks." Ishizu shrugged her shoulders, "I do not know."

Odion smiled, placing a plate of food in front of her. "Do not worry about it right now. Eat and wake up. I remember something about a dig today that you two promised to help out on," he said. Ishizu nodded and sniffed in the smell of the breakfast he made, placing her wonderings to the back of her mind. 'For now,' she thought.

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"I'm sorry, but I just can't today. He's still a bit under the weather, and I have the tryout for the play downtown," Anzu said, talking to Seto Kaiba on the other end of her VisioPhone. She had grown a lot in the last ten years, her hair a bit longer and herself a bit taller. She had gone to school in New York for a little while, but returned home after the death of her parents. She worked at KaibaCorp for a few years now, and danced in her spare time for different plays and acts across Domino.

Seto sighed, "All right. But you better come tomorrow. You're needed for a press release." Anzu nodded. "I remember, and I'll be there, don't worry. Thanks, Kaiba," she said. "Just take care of him, and yourself, okay?" he asked. She laughed, "Duh." Seto smiled and hung up.

'He's changed a lot in the past few years, ever since what happened. No wonder he considers him to be his favorite,' Anzu thought, hanging up the phone and walking to the kitchen. She picked up a bottle of children's medicine. 'Then again, he has been there for him the longest time, and for me when I needed help. He's like a father to him, although he had nothing to do with what happened. It's nice to have a friend like him,' she added to her thought, smiling.

Anzu entered the living room. "All right, you can't hide from your medicine. If you're going to get better, you need to take it," she said. A young boy's head popped up from under a blanket on the couch. He had sparkling blue eyes and golden-brown hair that was cut-clean and wavy. "I don't like my medicine though, " he said with a bit of whine in his little voice. Anzu only chuckled and pour a bit into a cup, "This is new medicine the doctor prescribed for you. It's not like the other medicine you took. This one smells like cherries." Cherries were his favorite fruit, and he took the cup. He drank it down and smiled, "It was good!"

Anzu laughed and rubbed his hair. "Now get some rest or watch some TV. Hopefully tomorrow you'll be well enough to go to the store with me," she said. He beamed a smile to her, "Yay! I hope so. I love going to the store with you." She fluffed up the pillow behind him and he relaxed on it.

He looked over at the pictures on the TV as she handed him the remote. One was from a recent picnic, where he, Anzu, Seto, and Mokuba were happy attendees. Another was from his birthday, with him surrounded by his "uncles" and "aunts", Anzu's closest friends. There was one of Anzu, Tristan, Joey, and Serenity from at the Taylor-Wheeler wedding. At the end, there was a picture that was eleven years old, of Anzu and Atem on a date that they were set up on.

"When will Mister Atem return?" he asked. Anzu's smiled faded and she picked up the picture he pointed at. "He has been gone for a long time," she said quietly, running her fingers over the picture of Atem, "I don't know." He noticed the pain on Anzu's face. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry…Mom," he said. Anzu smiled, "It's all right. I just remembered how much I miss him. I hope that maybe one day he'll come back."

He yawned, "I hope so too. You always seem so happy when you talk about him." He turned on the TV and began to flip through the channels. She still smiled. "Yeah. Well, I'll be back later. I have that tryout today, and then I have to go and get something for dinner," she said.

"Okay. Bye, Mom. Good luck!"

"Thank you. Get some rest. Good bye Atem."

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A knock came on the front door of the apartment. "I got it!" Ishizu yelled. She opened the door and gasped. "It can't be…" she said in disbelief.

"Hello, Ishizu. It's been a long time," Atem said, smiling.