It had already been two years. Sometimes he couldn't believe it. After everything he'd gone through with that group of misfits, it felt like it should be longer.

Seto Kaiba sat at his desk, located in his office at the top floor of the Kaiba Corporation building, doing what he normally never allowed himself to do… reminisce. Today marked the two year anniversary of the Pharaoh's departure and the majority of the old group was off in Egypt paying their respects.

Seto leaned back in his leather armchair to gaze up at the paneled ceiling of his office. A lot had changed since the Pharaoh left. Yugi's grandfather finally officially retired, leaving Yugi to run the Game Shop. Seto stayed in regular contact with him; usually for business. Anzu had flown to America to attend that dance school she was always dreaming about. She was currently on summer vacation. Honda had started dating Jounouchi's little sister and had moved closer to where the girl lived. Bakura had moved back with his family not long after they'd gotten back to Japan two years ago. They hadn't heard much of him since. Jounouchi, much to Seto's surprise, had paid out of pocket with the money he'd saved from various part time jobs for night courses at Domino University and managed to get a degree as a coder. Seto felt surprised when he saw Jou on the list of applicants for an open position. Now Jou was one of his best employees.

Yes, it seemed that everyone had moved on, were doing something with their lives. But what was he doing? Sure his company was doing better than ever. He'd successfully adapted his systems to the new rule sets that were released by Industrial Illusions last season. His systems were fully equipped to handle the new cards and strategies they required. Plus, his designs for a possible duel academy under the Kaiba Corp name were being looked over by contractors as he sat. He had the perfect location all laid out. He'd bought the land a year ago when the thought first passed his mind. Yes, Kaiba Corporation couldn't be doing better.

But Seto Kaiba hadn't really changed at all. Personally he was still the same man he was two years ago. Much different than he was when he first got involved with Yugi and his friends, but not much more than that. Even his little brother Mokuba had changed significantly over the past two years. The boy was in high school now and was making huge strides in his personal life. Mokuba was, without a doubt, the most popular boy in his school. He was also independent. Seto often found himself missing the Mokuba that always needed him to be there, to come to his rescue. But that boy was gone. Mokuba was now more than capable of taking care of himself. He was also getting too much into girls, as Seto had discovered.

He rubbed his forehead. I'll have to check his hiding places to make sure he hasn't brought anymore of those magazines home. Good thing about Mokuba was that his hiding places hadn't changed since he was ten.

Girls… there was a word that had never really entered Seto's head. Mokuba had mentioned recently that Seto should relax, do something fun, even get himself a girlfriend. It wasn't that Seto didn't like girls. He very much liked girls. He could appreciate the female form every once in a while, but from a distance. He did find himself gazing at an attractive woman on the street every once in a while as his limo drove home. He did treat some of his female employees nicer than others, though not by much.

Yes, Seto liked girls. He just hadn't found the girl.

"Well how do you expect to find the girl if you don't go out and look!?" Had been Mokuba's irritated answer a couple days ago. "How do you expect to find her if you're cooped up in your office?"

Seto scoffed. Mokuba wouldn't understand. He hadn't gone to that past world like the rest of them. He hadn't experienced what he had. He hadn't seen her.

His deck lay on his desk where it belonged. Seto reached out and drew the top card. It was one of his three Blue Eyes White Dragons.

Yes, she was the only girl for him; though the odds of finding her in this day and age were more than slim. Her soul was that of a dragon, so her soul was sealed in that tablet. There was always that hope though, the impossible hope that she exists somewhere for him to find. That she had been reborn, like he had, and was waiting for him.

Seto lifted the card to his lips thoughtfully. He could still see her face clearly in his mind. Her voice often reverberated through his ears as he lay down to sleep at night. He'd replayed the moment in his head over and over for the past two years; the moment when he got to see her face to face. Her death haunted his nightmares.

"Kisara…" he whispered, before breaking out into manic laughter.

He put his head in his empty hand. He must be going crazy, at least crazier than he thought. Loving a dead woman was crazy, right?