My jaw falls. The trading card just spoke. The trading card just spoke! I look to Akefia and Fluffy. Marik is staring, open mouthed.

"Hello thief." Kisara nods to Akefia. His jaw falls open.

"Kisara?" Seto asks.

"I see I have served you well Seto." She smiles.

"Hadley!" Seto shouts accusingly. I shudder.

"Seto, please don’t." she reaches out to him, stopped by the end of my side of the field. I feel a stab in my heart.

"Mala." Akefia hisses. "Get her over there." He urges.

"I can’t. Not without attacking." I meet Kaiba’s eyes, the shades of blue of our eyes exactly the same.

"Do it." Kaiba begs. He looks broken. Mokuba’s eyes widen.

"But bro! There’s no way her card could pass your blue eyes." The raven haired Kaiba protests.

"I’ll use the Dragon Spirit’s special effect to attack Kaiba directly." I begin.

"It can do that!" Mokuba gasps.

"But to do so, I must tribute 1000 life points." I conclude my explanation. (K, 3200. H 4000.)

"Now Dragon Spirit, attack Seto directly." I whisper.

"It’s okay." He assures.

"Seto…" Kisara opens her mouth to protest as she soars to where Kaiba is stood. "I’m sorry."

"Don’t be." Kaiba puts his hand up to cup her face, instead, it just glides through the pixels.

"It’s not the same." She states.

"It feels real. I can almost feel your skin on mine." Kaiba replies.

"I don’t want to do this." Kisara murmus, wrapping Seto in her arms, squeazing him lightly. She returns to my side of the field.

(K,200. H,4000.) "There is no way that I am attacking." Kaiba protests. "Pass."

I draw the last card. Wow, the one I had bought from Alf’ when Bakura left! I blink at it. The card is all Kaiba needs. "I play one card face down and end my turn." I state.

"Blue eyes, attack her face down card." Kaiba’s resorting in avoiding Kisara. He destroys my old vindictive magician but I do not use the card’s effect.

"I play Sinking Into Darkness, this allows you Kaiba, to resurrect one card from your graveyard.

"I chose my Blue Eyes Ultimate Dragon." Kaiba states without skipping a beat.

I stare up at the dragon. I forgot that that card would go into the graveyard too. I shudder. He has 7500 attack points worth of firepower. 7500 attack point’s worth of fire power. The only way I can still win is by getting another calling of the Black Souls.

"My move!" I smirk, pulling Pot Of Greed. Perfect.

"I play Pot of Greed." I state, pulling two new cards from my deck. A smile stretches upon my face.

"Stop caring about your opponent. People will die if we don’t get to Egypt soon."

Marlea whispers to me.

"Right." I reply to her, blushing when I realise that I have said so aloud. "I play Calling Of The Black Souls to summon the Black Souled Magician Girl from my deck. I also play Raigeki." I turn the card around so Kiaba can see it. "This destroys every monster card on your side of the field." I beam.

"Now my Albino Caster, my magician girl, attack Kaiba directly!" I command, refusing to care that only one moster would be needed to destroy his last life points.

"Goodbye Seto." Kisara whispers as she diminishes into nothing.

"Kaiba!" I call as he turns away.

"You won." He admits.

"Here Kaiba, she belongs with you over me." I say, removing the Dragon Spirit from my duel disk and handing it to the CEO.

"Why?" Seto asks.

"You need her; she’s a part of you. Your aibou." I smile. He turns away. I frown.

"Where are you going?" Marik yells.

"To start the jet." Kaiba shrugs; we follow him to the Blue Eyes White Jet. He opens up the dragon’s underbelly, revealing a set of steps so we can get into the hanger.

Kaiba glares at me as he gestures for us to enter his Blue Eyes White Jet. I smile at him. He doesn’t respond.

"Sore loser?" Blondie suggests.

"Sexist billionaire?" Fluffy adds.

"Uptight that he has to fly us to Egypt." I clarify.

"So what, you won the duel!" Marik smirks relaxed. I laugh.

"I could get used to this." Akefia chuckles as we are each handed menus.

"Oh Ra! Steak!" Fluffy exclaims injoy. I groan.

"No! You eat like a cannibal." I comment.

"It was not my fault that there wasn’t enough blood left last time!" Fluffy defends. I roll my eyes.

"Sod off Marlea." He hisses.

"You bugger off limey!" I sneer.

"Hey his name if Fluffy!" Marik teases.

"Sod off Marik." His aibou commands. Blondie obeys.

"Why so british?" I moxk.

"Mala." Akefia warns. I blink.

"Sorry." I apologise.

"My father was a drinker. One night he got a little crazier than usual so my mummy got the teapot to defend herself. He didn’t like that. So he pours boiling hot tea all over her. Then he comes at me with the teapot and says why so British?" At any other time I would groan at Bakura’s repetitive monologue. However now, there are bigger things in my mind right now.