Sands of Time
By: Neko-chan
Disclaimer: You all know the drill. Don't own 'em.....wish I owned Yami......but that'll only happen on the Bishonen ML and catching him on Pocket Bishonen. (Great site, too!)
A/N: Eh.....another attempt at a Yu-Gi-Oh! ficcie...... Anyways.....since I STILL don't know that much about the series......I've decided to cheat. *sweatdrops* This is an AU ficcie that focuses mainly on Yami (but Yugi WILL pop up sometimes!!) in Egypt. I've decided to call Yami Yuugioh and Yugi Yuugi. Note: Some characters will probably act OOC. I did that on purpose. *shrugs* I'm in a weird mood today. I hope you guys like it!! Oh, and sorry that this chapter is so short.....it's a teaser! *evil grin* Eh....*winces*.......I hope you like it better than my previous attempts, though. *makes a face* Eh...I'm seriously thinking about deleting those. ;รพ......and maybe this one too......Blech.....*makes an even worse face* Anyways, ja!
A long, long time ago, before the dawn of the Roman empire.....there was an even greater kingdom, passed down from Pharaoh to Pharaoh for thousands of years. This kingdom was huge, far reaching across the sands of the Sahara. The empire was grand, and it's people proud. But one Pharaoh seemed to stand out amongst the long list of rulers. His name was Yuugioh, and he was the King of Games.
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The young Pharaoh leaned back against his throne, eyeing his advisor darkly. "What do you want, Kaiba?" he asked, settling more comfortably on the throne. He quickly moved a chess piece and dismissed the old servant man. He had won with that move, anyways.
Kaiba bowed, his court uniform displaying his tanned chest obviously. Yuugioh raised an eyebrow and sighed. Kaiba enjoyed the fawning and compliments that the court ladies gave him. Yuugioh found it boring. Also, it took up valuable time that could be spent on state matters. But Kaiba was Kaiba, what more could be said? Kaiba cleared his throat, jerking Yuugioh from his internal reverie. "Sire, our spy network has reported that the Greek army has assembled and have begun gathering in the port cities. It seems that they are readying for war......as you originally thought. The spy Master guesses that the first Greek ship will land near Alexandria within the next two weeks. What are your orders, Sire? Shall we begin to assemble our own army as well?" Kaiba looked at the Pharaoh expectantly, eager to announce that Egypt was at war.
Ignoring his most trusted advisor, and that wasn't saying much, Yuugioh reached forward and once again started to reassemble the chess pieces. Looking thoughtful, he moved a pawn forward. And with that one move, the King of Games had somehow made the impossible happen. He had the white king in a checkmate, entrapped by it's own pieces. Tapping a finger against his lips, Yuugioh looked up at Kaiba, his crimson eyes thoughtful. "Why ever do I need to do that? This is just a game, after all. A dangerous game, true. But what fun would a game be without danger? And, like I have done before, I will win this game." With that, he flicked the king, making it fall over onto the chess board with a 'chink!'
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"Sire?" the blonde man began warily, stopping just inside the doorway. "The Greek army has been assembled, just as you requested. What is your next move?" He waited patiently, fidgeting slightly when his monarch didn't reply.
Finally, after what seemed like many minutes, the smaller man turned around from his position at the window. "Jou.....it isn't my move anymore. It's my opponent's. After all, in a game, a person doesn't take two moves in a row." Yuugi smiled at his closest friend, his ruby eyes crinkled with amusement.