Author's Note: Alright, the sequel to Across the Cosmos: The Nameless Pharaoh. Sorry it took so long, but these always take a while to write. Just a few things for you to know. I'm trying out longer chapters for this one because, honestly, the shorter chapters that I used in the first one annoyed me. Second, to establish the time of the modern day stuff, this is taking place in 2007. The first one took place in 2005/2006 (seeing as Yugi was gone for a whole year) so, hopefully that clears things up. And, I really hope you enjoy reading this. It's been a pleasure to write so I hope it's a pleasure to read. The title is taken from Shakespeare's sonnet number 19.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or Doctor Who, they are both owned by their respective owners. What few original characters are in here are mine.

Warnings: lemon

Prologue: Sacrifice

"A man who could change his face. And he took me away from home in his magical machine."

-Rose Tyler

"Ow." The Pharaoh heard the sound of his companion moving and the softly breathed out word, shivering as every sound seemed too loud. His body was working overtime to prevent itself from falling apart, his senses fading in and out. Honestly, he was surprised that he had lasted this long. He had expected to be torn apart sooner than this. But this was good. Maybe he would get a chance to explain.

"So, you're awake." Yugi looked up slowly at him, the Pharaoh not moving from his place by the console; it was the only thing holding him up right now. "Good. Remember anything?"

"Remember…" Yugi pushed himself off the chair, swaying as he tried to gain his balance, a frown crossing his face. The Pharaoh was tempted to push off the console and try to stagger over to him when Yugi's eyes widened, the Time Lord deciding to take that as a good sign.

Yugi stared off into space for a while before cautiously offering a question. "Singing?"

The Pharaoh laughed, ignoring Yugi's scowl. His companion pouted for a moment before speaking again. "The Daleks?"

"Gone. I finished them off." The Pharaoh glanced over at Yugi, intending to explain more when he was distracted by a flash of gold on his hand. He looked down at the hand, staring at it as he watched the golden light move through his veins, shuddering with the realization of what that meant. Time was no longer his ally.

"Alright," the Pharaoh looked up at Yugi as he turned around, "I'll bite. How did I get back here?"

"Yugi…" He opened his mouth to say more, watching his companion turn around. And, suddenly, he couldn't do it. He couldn't tell Yugi what was about to happen. Not now. He slumped a bit before shaking his head, staring back down at the console. "How does Barcelona sound? The planet, not the city?"

"Since when do you ask me where we go?"

The Pharaoh rolled his eyes. "Since this is a special occasion. You don't defeat a whole fleet of Daleks everyday."

"You did that." The Pharaoh shook his head before he began to move around the console, setting the coordinates for the planet. He heard Yugi cautiously approach him, not sure how to take that movement. In the end, he decided to ignore it, his resolve breaking as Yugi spoke to him. "Pharaoh?"

He turned to give Yugi a smile, not expecting his companion to back up until he was forced to stop by one of the pillars. "What's wrong?"

"I can't smile?"

"You normally don't."

The Pharaoh rolled his eyes. "That shows how well you know me."

He was sure that Yugi was going to retort, his attention taken away from his companion as pain rolled through him. He bit his lip as the pain grew worse, clutching at his stomach and stumbling back. The Pharaoh didn't realize that he had closed his eyes until he bumped into the railing, leaning against it for support. From behind his closed eyes, he saw the flare of light, flinching.

No, he needed more time. He needed to at least begin to explain to Yugi what was going on. He tried to push himself more upright, slowly beginning to open his eyes. He could last until things were explained to Yugi.

"Pharaoh!" His attention was caught as his companion lunged toward him, the Pharaoh afraid of what would happen if he lost control of the regeneration while Yugi was too close.

"No." Yugi stumbled to a stop at the order, the Pharaoh gasping for breath. He stared at the ground for a moment before looking over at Yugi, hating that the young man suddenly looked so lost. "Don't come any closer."

"But…you're hurt. How can I help?"

"I've got it under control." The Pharaoh had unwrapped one arm from his stomach, using it to keep him upright by holding onto the railing.

"No you don't. Come on, we'll get you to the med-room and we'll have you looked over."

"It wouldn't help." The Pharaoh gasped the words out, a sweat breaking out on his face.

"Then what can I do?"

"Stay back."

He could feel Yugi staring at him, wanting nothing more than to wrap his arms around his companion and reassure Yugi that everything would be alright. That he would be able to fix this. "W-what happened?"

"I-" The Pharaoh cut himself off to take a deep breath of air, gritting his teeth. "I absorbed the time vortex. It's burning up every cell in my body."

"You-you're dying?" The Pharaoh nodded, Yugi shaking his head at the motion. "You can't do that!"

"Yugi-"

"There has to be something! You're the last of your kind!"

The Pharaoh looked up at Yugi, studying his companion. He would make this regeneration right. Even though he had never had any control over these changes, he would try and change into someone that Yugi could be comfortable with. Yugi deserved the best. "I'm working on it, but it's a difficult process."

"Process?"

"Regeneration. It means…" He trailed off, his time was completely up now, he could no longer hold back the change and expect to live through it. The Pharaoh gave a small shake of his head, trying to smile for his companion, the last smile that Yugi would ever see from this man. "I'll see you around, Yugi."

"Pharaoh…" Yugi stared at him before nodding, giving his own smile. The Pharaoh relaxed a bit, Yugi still trusted him, even with all of this going on. "See you."

They stared at each other for a moment, the Pharaoh trying to memorize every aspect of Yugi. And, suddenly, he was jealous of the man that he was going to become. This him would never hold Yugi as anything more than a friend. This him would never admit that he was in love with the brilliant human, because he was too scarred from the Time War. This him had given up everything for Yugi, and the next him would just get to reap the rewards.

And then, there was no more time for thought.

His head was forced backwards from the sheer force behind the power that rolled through him, golden light pouring from his hands and around his head. The Pharaoh had no chance to scream, and no breath because his bones were reforming, cracking a twisting to become something new. The regeneration energy whipped through his body, quickly and efficiently making the necessary changes before dissipating, leaving the Pharaoh to stand straight as gasp for air, breathing with his new lungs for the first time.

Curious about what he had regenerated into, his focus being entirely on Yugi the whole time, he stared down at himself, a bit disappointed at first that he was shorter than before. But, it didn't really matter in the long run. He stared at his hand for a moment before looking over at Yugi, giving his companion a smile. And it felt good to do that, all the memories of the Time War feeling a bit more faded, more removed from him. They were still there and tangible, but they weren't always pressing at the forefront of his mind. "Alright then, where were we heading?"

He glanced over at the console, his brain taking a few moments to recover from the sudden transformation and the surge of regeneration that had just left, leaving his most recent memories a bit fuzzy. He frowned for a moment before the expression disappeared, his brain returning back to working order. "Oh, I remember, Barcelona."

The Pharaoh walked over to the console, staring at the view screen before nodding. He had done a good job setting the coordinates, now there were only minor adjustments to be made. He went to move around the console, his feet tangling up in the trench coat. That was one bad thing about this new self, all his clothes were literally hanging off of him. He kicked the trench coat out of his way once before growling and nearly tearing it off.

He stared at it for a while before throwing it over the captain's chair, looking forward to getting out of these clothes. Underneath the trench coat, it was still the uniform of a solider, something that could easily be kept clean and simple. He was a soldier no longer.

The Pharaoh began to move around again, pausing as he felt Yugi's gaze on him. He had ignored the stare most of the time because he knew he looked different, but he was giving time for Yugi to adjust. Still, there was something off about that stare. He stood up and tipped his head slightly to one side. "Yugi?"

He tried to contain his surprise at the deep voice that rumbled out, not expecting that. He hadn't really paid attention to his voice before, too busy making sure that they wouldn't crash into something so soon after his regeneration. But now that he heard it, it was amazing that he could sound like that; especially in such a small body.

He pushed away from the console when Yugi didn't say anything, smiling as he approached him. The Pharaoh thought he saw his companion tense, not liking the look of fear that ran across Yugi's face. He stopped in front of Yugi, unable to stop himself from reaching out and cupping Yugi's cheek with one of his hands. There was nothing to stop him from touching Yugi now; this body had been made for Yugi. "Yugi, what's wrong?"

"Who-who are you?"

The Pharaoh stared at him for a moment before shaking his head. "Don't you know?"

"N-no."

"Yugi," he gave a short laugh, confused when Yugi tensed at the sound. "I'm the Pharaoh."

He remained by Yugi for a while longer before he stepped away to care for the TARDIS, slowing his movements as he saw Yugi sink to the ground, the young man curling up on himself. The Pharaoh paused, watching his companion with concern as Yugi began to tremble. He gave the TARDIS one last look over, sure that they wouldn't be crashing into something before walking back over to kneel by Yugi's side, resting a hand on his companion's shoulder. "Yugi?"

Yugi tensed for a moment before he jerked his shoulder away, rolling on the grating until he was away from the Pharaoh. The Time Lord blinked in confusion as Yugi rose to his feet, still shaking as he pointed at him. "You are not the Pharaoh! I don't know what you are or where you came from, but you are not the Pharaoh!"

He stood up slowly, watching as Yugi began to back away from him, keeping the console between him. The Pharaoh kept himself from leaping around the console with sheer force of will, wanting nothing more than to go over and hold Yugi close. "I can explain."

"Where is he? What did you do to my Pharaoh?" The slip up made his hearts beat faster, hope surging through him; Yugi thought of him as his. And he was willing to allow that possession.

He forced himself to stop moving, making eye contact with Yugi. It was time to set things straight between the two of them, because this was hurting them both. The Pharaoh shifted slightly, leaning forward so he could place his hands on the edge of the console, flinching as Yugi took a step back. "I swear that it is me, Yugi. You saw what happened."

"I…I…I don't know what I saw."

"That was the process that I was talking about." He watched his companion shiver, shaking his head before looking down at his hands. He had come this far, he didn't want to lose Yugi now. "I was dying, remember?"

"Y-yes." The choked answer came back, the Pharaoh looking up at his companion to see that the young man was shaking. "Wh-what did you do to him? If…if you can save him, can you bring him back, please. I don't…I don't…"

"Yugi," the Pharaoh moved around the console, glad when the young man didn't move away from him again, "it's me."

"It can't-"

He stared at his companion for a while before smiling, slowly inching forward as Yugi was held in place by indecision. He knew what he would say to convince Yugi he was telling the truth. The Pharaoh tried to appear as nonthreatening as possible, slowly reaching out for one of Yugi's hands, which dangled limp by his side. "I can prove it, Yugi. When we first met, you were in the basement of a store, surrounded by mannequins."

The Pharaoh paused, slowly slipping his hand into Yugi's relaxing when the young man didn't flinch, just kept staring at him. "I took your hand and I told you to run."

There was a flicker of recognition in Yugi's eyes, the young man licking his lips before whispering, "Pharaoh."

"Yes?"

"Why…"

"Why what?"

"Why did you change?"

"I told you."

Yugi looked down at their hands, the Pharaoh reluctant to let go. It felt so good to be in contact with someone again, and he could actually let himself this time. He watched Yugi carefully, looking for any signs that the young man would want him to let go, relieved when Yugi just looked back up at him. "You said that you were dying…and then this happened."

"It's called regeneration. I can cheat death by changing every cell in my body, I may look and sound different, but I'm still the same." The Pharaoh forced himself to stop there. There was no need to explain the feeling that the old him had died, he was just focused on trying to calm his companion down. They could always discuss this more when they were thinking straight.

Yugi bit his lip, rubbing his thumb over the back of the Pharaoh's hand, the Time Lord tensing a bit as his skin tingled with that move. He was still extremely sensitive from his regeneration, even just holding Yugi's hand making him shiver. The Pharaoh shook his head, forcing himself to focus on what was going on instead of allowing his mind to drift off. He focused on Yugi as the young man finally looked up at him again. "Can you change back?"

Those simple words shattered his whole world. The Pharaoh stared at him for a while, trying to force himself to say something, to tell Yugi the truth. But nothing would come out. He was too shocked by the simple question. He had never thought, even with that reaction, that Yugi would say something like that.

He nearly fell over when Yugi let go of his hand, leaning to catch himself on the console as his hearts began to pound. Did this mean what he thought it did? Did this mean that this great adventure, this wonderful time, this second chance was over? The Pharaoh swallowed, carefully standing up straight and looking at Yugi, aware that the young man was about to start apologizing.

"No. I can't."

"Oh." Yugi slumped, the Pharaoh turning his head and wanting to curse. Of course he would do something like this, of course he would mess this up. He would always forget that the humans couldn't see him as the same man with a different face, at least not at first. But, with everything that Yugi had come to mean to him, it hurt more than it should. He could always blame regeneration for his overreactions to everything, but something told him that Yugi would always feel this way.

He ran a trembling hand over his face before pushing away from the console, turning to look at Yugi. "Do you want to go back?"

"Do you want me to leave?" Yugi gasped and covered his mouth, blushing at his outburst.

The Pharaoh shook his head, stepping forward. "Of course not. But I could always take you home, just for a bit."

Yugi looked relieved by that, the Pharaoh knowing that he had done something good by offering to take his companion home. They both just needed a little time to adjust to their new situation. Maybe, once Yugi got over the shock, he could explain this whole thing better and they could get on with their lives.

"Yeah," Yugi gave a shaky sigh, "if you don't mind."

"Not at all." The Pharaoh walked around the console, frowning a bit as he realized that he was not just shaky from the threat of rejection. He shook the worry off quickly, probably a bit of weakness left over from regeneration. He reached across the console, quickly changing the coordinates on the console, moving around. "Home for Christmas, Yugi?"

It was the most glorious sight that he had seen in a long while, a brilliant smile from Yugi. He couldn't help but smile at him before quickly resetting the coordinates, holding onto the console as the TARDIS pitched as she changed directions. Yugi glanced up at the ceiling before glancing back at the Pharaoh, the smile still on his face. "Will I be able to convince you to stay for dinner this time?"

"No need to convince me."

Yugi tipped his head to the side and gave a short laugh. "Wow, that's one major change. You're a bit more personable."

"Well," the Pharaoh shrugged, "I want to make a good impression on your mother this time. Anyway, I think we need a good celebration. Between those games and the Daleks a feast sounds-GAH!"

He tipped forward, one hand clinging to the console as the other one went up to his head, burying itself in his hair. He trembled in place before looked up at Yugi, the pain that was thrumming through his body, making his head pound. His vision blurred for a moment, the Pharaoh seeing Yugi start forward. The next thing he felt was Yugi's hand on his shoulder. "Are you alright?"

The Pharaoh gritted his teeth against the pain, his breath catching as he felt something forcing itself up through his body, shaking until he had to exhale, golden light pouring from his mouth and disappearing, the Pharaoh staring at it before stumbling a bit away from Yugi, wrapping his arms around himself. His companion followed him, his purple eyes wide. Yugi was probably afraid that he would change again. The Pharaoh shook his head, trying to clear up his thoughts, nearly growling when they refused to come into a coherent order. "The…it's going wrong."

"Wrong?"

"Nothing horrible. It's just," the Pharaoh fell to his knees, gasping for air while resting his forehead against the console, "my head."

"Listen, you need help. Let's go back. We can get Duke."

He looked up at Yugi at the mention of Duke, trying to remember why he couldn't in the first place. But all he could think about was how wrong it was. Everything around Duke was wrong. Or was Duke himself wrong? He couldn't think straight. The Pharaoh groaned, his eyes focusing on a switch, resting his fingers on it while tipping his head to the side. It had been a long time since he had used this one. "No. He's busy rebuilding the Earth."

He flicked the switch, scrambling back to his feet as the TARDIS began to rock more violently, Yugi thrown back against one of the columns. He flashed a smile at his companion, suddenly needing to get more speed out of his ship. He could still remember the times that he and the TARDIS had raced through the galaxy at high speeds, moving through meteor showers without getting a scratch on them. He wanted to feel that speed, ignoring the frantic nudging at his mind from the TARDIS. He shook his head, before reaching for another switch. "Come on. I know that we can go faster than this. How about it, Yugi?"

The young man jumped at being suddenly addressed, licking his lips. The Pharaoh suddenly found himself focused on his companion, wanting nothing more than to lean forward and capture those lips. To kiss Yugi and then drag him closer so they were pressed up against each other. To never let Yugi go again, to show the whole universe that the human was his, his and his alone.

His train of thoughts was cut off by the ominous ringing of a bell that echoed through the console room, the Pharaoh glancing back towards the interior of the TARDIS, knowing that his ship was trying to warn him of the approaching danger, but he just couldn't bring himself to care. He needed this speed, needed to keep moving. He needed to feel free and distance himself from that sense of wrong that was still echoing in his mind.

"W-what's that?" The Pharaoh looked over at Yugi at the question, his companion still clinging to one of the columns.

"Cloister bell."

"Cloister bell?"

"It's a warning."

Yugi stared at him for a long time, seeming to think something over before finally speaking again. "A warning of what?"

The Pharaoh beamed at Yugi, watching his companion hesitantly return the smile before the young man remembered what the smile had meant. The Time Lord chuckled before focusing on the coordinates, glad that they were still on course. He glanced back up at Yugi, the insane smile still on his face. "Crash landings."