So this is actually based upon an RP that I was in long, long ago which got me through some really hard times. Plus I thought with the 2016 movie coming up soon what better way than to pay homage to not only the thing I have cherished since childhood, but to the very forum that kept me going through the darkest point in my life? The following story is based off of one of the roleplay topics we had which was basically a re-telling of Season 5. I will be introducing some OC's in later chapters too some of which you may recognize from my other stories if you've been following me for a while.

So yeah, this is a bit of a passion project for me but also, I hope those who have known me on this site for a long time can see the improvement in my writing since when I first joined. To those who are new to my writing, I hope you enjoy this story :)

The golden rolling sands of Ancient Egypt had been scorching to all those who dared to touch it barefoot, as the sky had been clear for days and the sun beating down on all who inhabited the lands below. Consequently, the crops had been failing from the lack of water and the Nile could only provide so much relief. The Pharaoh's court had been dealing with the food shortage to the best of their abilities by rationing food for the people and crops, but even they could only do so much. Some good did come of this disaster however, as trade and business had been booming recently. On the downside however, was the fact that crime had also gone up and the court had been dealing with thieves all day. So it was really no wonder that as soon as the High Priest of the Pharaoh's court, Set walked into his room once the moon was high in the sky, he ungracefully collapsed upon the large bed inside of the room.

"Set?" A soft voice called from the doorway that Set was almost too tired to even hear, had it not for the fact that he recognized the voice, he probably would of dismissed them.

Letting out a soft sigh, the priest pinched the bridge of his nose and answered "Yes, Kisara?"

"Are you okay?" The maiden with blue eyes asked hesitantly, standing in the doorway of Set's room as she did not have his permission to enter his domain.

"I am fine, Kisara, it has just been a long day," Set told her, he had been using that excuse a lot recently even though he felt guilty for doing so, he felt like he could, should be doing more but the heat always made him restless and with the amount of people he had been dealing with all day besides his duties was starting to take its toll on him physically. Yet no matter how hard he tried to hide his fatigue, Kisara always saw through his facade.

"You shouldn't be pushing yourself so hard, Set, you'll collapse one of these days," Kisara scolded although her tone was nothing but concern for him "You need to take a break,"

Set sighed, he sometimes thought about doing the very same thing, but his determination and loyalty to his King was stronger than any fatigue "If I did Kisara, then I would be failing in my job to serve the people and the Pharaoh, and who else will stand with us against the Thief King's terror?" he asked rhetorically, thinking about all that had happened that day. The previous night Bakura had been giving the guards the run-around and somehow over double his weight in gold had gone missing in the process, leaving him, Mahad and Shada to deal with the aftermath "And it doesn't help I've acquired a headache during the process," he grumbled, rubbing his temples.

Bright blue eyes filled with concern for Set as he told Kisara of his ailment and situation "Still, you cannot continue like this Set, it's not healthy," she told him, repeating what she had said to him before, even when they were apart she still worried for him. She knew of what Bakura was doing, but recently she was becoming more concerned about the High Priest rather than the Thief King's crime sprees.

However there was something else on Set's mind other than the Thief King and the Pharaoh "Aknaudin has been acting strange recently, and I cannot explain his actions as of recent, but I apologize for the incident that happened a few days ago," Set told her as he sat up.

It took Kisara a few moments to understand what he meant "You mean... with the shadow creatures?" she asked, to her it all seemed like a hazy blur now. All she could remember clearly was waking up in a cage with the two members of the Pharaoh's court watching her and the guards with them. She had heard Set's voice demanding that the duel be stopped but Aknaudin had persisted along with the two men she had faced, she thought that she was going to be killed until Set had literally jumped in front of her and summoned his own Ka, Duos, to protect them both.

Set nodded "I… apologize for not acting sooner, what he did was unjust, and I will not have him go anywhere near you from now on," he informed her and this was news to Kisara. Whilst he could no longer hide her from Aknaudin, he could at least protect her "However Mahad's guards are a mess, therefore I have taken it upon myself to guard you personally, as I trust nobody else to do so in a way I approve of,"

Although she knew his words were nothing but those of protection and duty, it did nothing to stop her cheeks tinting pink. Even though she did not have his permission, Kisara stepped into Set's room and closed the door behind her "Set, as much as I appreciate you guarding me, I do not want you up all night watching me," she told him, flushing a little at how her words sounded "You need your rest,"

"I cannot sleep without knowing you're safe, Kisara," Set informed her as he stood up, walking over to her so he could look at her "and if I have to share my bed, then so be it," he finished before going over to the dresser to take off his headdress, placing it on the stand he had specially made for it. The absence of the headpiece made Set look much less intimidating as his brown hair fell down to frame his face. Despite this though, Kisara's cheeks were still pink from his comment, but she could not deny she did feel a little safer just being in the same room as him, and she knew that once he had his mind set to something, there was no changing his decision. When he began to take his jewelry off, Kisara came up from behind to help him. Set's head turned when he felt her soft, dainty hands on his upper arm.

"Allow me," Kisara whispered, and proceeded to gently take off the gold cuff he wore on his upper arm. Set did not move as Kisara took off the jewelry and placed it down on the top of the dresser for him to wear again tomorrow. As she worked though, he couldn't help but think about how not nearly a day ago, he had almost lost her to the man he had once considered his mentor's own arrogance. Even though the only other times he had seen her had been when she was unconscious, he could not deny the strange allure of the maiden with blue eyes, and an even stranger emotion washed through him when she touched him again to take off the gold cuff on his wrist. Even though she was just helping him take off his jewelry his heart was racing, and he only felt more outraged that somebody had dared to try and take her away from him.

When Kisara moved again to take off the other gold cuff on his opposite wrist, he instead caught her hand and drew her to him in a warm, protective embrace with one arm resting on the back of her head and the other arm wrapped around her waist. Although he knew of the brilliant creature that dwelled inside of her soul, to him she still felt fragile, almost like a precious jewel that could be shattered if mishandled. "Set, what are you doing?" Kisara asked, confused, although she did not refuse his embrace.

"I swear to you on my honor as the Pharaoh's High Priest I shall never let another harm you again," Set vowed and he could feel Kisara's hand curling into his robe upon his chest as she laid her head over his heart. Only the gods would be able to help the poor soul who dared attack Kisara now, as he would show them no mercy. Set lost track of time just holding Kisara, and she only broke the embrace to take his cuff off, but the only light in the room came from the moon outside. Once the last cuff was off, Kisara smiled up at Set and he pushed a lock of silvery white hair out of her face so that he could gaze into the eyes he had been longing to see for days.

Set was so utterly captivated by Kisara, he could not refuse her when she asked "Come to bed with me Set?" and he doubted any man in the world would be able to resist her as she pulled his head down to capture his lips in a soft, loving kiss.