Authors Note: This is one of my first stories, as I wrote two at the same time. I hope you enjoy and I'm sorry about any bad spelling or grammar.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh

Chapter 1

"Mahad" called a woman with black hair, blue eyes and wearing a creamy white robe, "A moment of your time if I may?" she asked as a man with almond coloured hair covered by head piece and grey eyes turned to face the questioning woman.

"Of course Isis, how may I be of assistance?" he asked softy, not wanting to wake anyone in the palace seeing as it was late.

"I was wonder if you have notice the pharaoh acting different lately? And why that may be? My necklace is unable to show me anything as to what may be the cause" she inquired, while touching her millennium necklace.

As one of the pharaoh's sacred guardians it was her job to make sure he was safe. With Mahad being the pharaoh's closes friend since child hood Isis thought that maybe he knew what has caused the pharaoh's new behaviour.

Sighing, Mahad looked down at the ground before returning his gaze to Isis "I have notice the difference in our majesty, but sadly I do not know why. He of lately has even been a mystery to me. Some of the other guardians are starting to think he has fallen for a woman"

"Well that would explain some of his behaviour; looking off in to the distant, as if thinking of something or someone, not fully paying attention to the meetings. Not looking at other women, not even a quick glance and the abrupt stop of the use of his harems" Isis stated. "Well Shimon must be pleased, he has been harassing the pharaoh for quite some time now to wed and give Egypt a queen to birth an heir".

"Yes he is, but at the same time concern that it may be a peasant girl. After all the pharaoh did take to leaving the palace at night in his early stages of manhood. Mahad informed Isis of the concern that Shimon; the advisor to the pharaoh, has.

"But he has not snuck out of the palace in years and it has only been a few months that the pharaoh's behaviour has changed" Isis retorted "I know we have had difficulty in convincing the pharaoh to wed, as he would normally refuse saying he did not wish to marry. Maybe now he has changed his mind and has taken to one of the Nobel man's daughters" Isis said, while silently praying this was true.

A weak smile graced Mahad's face "For everyone's sakes, let us hope he has. He said before giving Isis a small bow and turning to head to his chamber. Though something in the back of Mahad's mind was telling him that this was not the case and far from it.

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He stood there pacing the floor of his massive chambers, waiting for Yah; the moon god to be high in the sky, insuring everyone to be deep in slumber before taking his leave.

Millions of thoughts were running through his mind, of the many possible outcomes of the night; he would either rejoice in the unexplainable amount of happiness or suffer in misery and pain.

He could not wait any longer, even with Yah not at its peak in the night sky to give an unnoticeable departure. Grabbing the long black cloak laying on his bed, he draped it over his shoulders and pulled the hood over his head. He turned to leave before coming to a halt at a table standing in the room, pausing he eyed the table and the object that occupied it. He battled with himself as whether he should take it or not; as if maybe it could help matters if it came to that. Regardless he left the object on the table, striding to the doors and gently pushed them open escaping into the night.

Standing in the shadows near the stables, he check his surroundings; making sure that no guards were around to stop him. Satisfied it was all clear he proceeded to make his way to the private stable of his horse. Looking in he found his big black muscular stallion sleeping, in a soft voice he called to his horse in hopes that it was not enough to scare the animal, causing someone stir and come look.

"Khepesh"

Nothing.

"Khepesh" the man called again a little louder.

Khepesh slowly lifted his head from the hanging position that it was in and twitching his ears, all the while the eyes of the beast still remained closed.

Getting annoyed the hooded man called for the creature's attention one last time. He called to the stallion with demand in his voice, as if he was demanding attention from those in a room.

Opening its eyes the horse raised its head towards the owner of the voice that had been calling to him. Upon seeing the hood man the horse gave a small whinny. Grabbing the bridle that hung on the wall of the stable, the man entered the stable to catch the stallion and led him out of the box shelter the creature inhabited. Mounting the steed the concealed man reined the stallion to face the desired path, before kicking him up to engage in the rhythmic pace of a trot and leaving the palace in their wake.

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She laid there on her bed fighting the urge to close her eyes. It was late and she could hear the calm breathing of her brother asleep in his own bed not too far from hers. Positive he was deep in slumber, the young woman climbed out of her bed and crept across the floor to the door that lead out in to the night air.

Taking out her wand she whispered a spell before the small ball at the top of her wand started to glow, aiding the full moon to illuminate a clear path. Inhaling in a deep breath, she took a step and started her journey across the ocean of sand.

Seeing her destination a head of her, the girl started to think of how she would reveal the truth to her companion. Every thought that came into her mind about how she would explain did not sound right and casted the explanation away and tried to think of another way.

By the end the young woman was frustrated for not being able to come up with a good enough reason to justify for her lie.

Casting aside her current thoughts she decided to let her mind wonder, leading her to think about the very first time she encountered him.

Flash Back

Her brother had gone on another one of his many trips, leaving her alone in their forgotten village. Taking the opportunity she left the half destroyed building that they call home and headed for her favourite hidden spot.

After the long battle to get passed the thick barely penetrable bushy shrub, she was crouching low in the small rock tunnel and emerging out the other side to find the clearing of her hidden spot. Basking in the beauty of the area she made her way to the edge of the Nile's riverbank. She was about to remove her tunic and dive in to the water when she heard a snorting noise. Heading in the direction of the noise she peered over the rocky edge, to see a big Black horse pawing at the ground; snorting when the dust flew up and into its nose and there laying a few meters away from the horse was a man.

The man laid on his back with one leg straighten out, while the other was bent upwards, his arms were crossed over his forehead; shielding his eyes from the sun's raises.

Even at afar the girl could tell at he was Noble by his attire; he wore a white tunic, white shoes, with a blue cape and his Shendyt had a light blue strip down the centre. He had gold bands around his calves, waist, wrist, upper arms and around his neck. The ceremonial wing of Horus, rested on his left shoulder.

Not being able to look away the girl continued to observe the other features of the man; his bronzed kissed skin, wild tri-coloured hair of black, magenta and blonde and his well-built muscles.

She was too far to get a good look at his face, but from where she sat she could clearly tell he was handsome. Pink blush creep onto her checks at the thought of this man to be handsome, a man to whom she does not know. Then again she does not know anyone besides her brother. He always makes her stay hidden in their home so she could be safe.

He told her of what happened to their family from when they were young, when many ruthless men came destroying the village and killing everyone. She could not recall all the events that night, all she remembered was her father telling her mother to run. With her mother obeying she ran, she ran with a young girl tightly in her arms, burning building and screaming were all around them wherever they went.

Rounding a corner the girl and her mother ran into a couple of the bandits who were responsible for all the havoc. Turning the woman ran once again, hoping to escape the bandits, though they were soon after the pair of females. Running to a dead end the mother cradled her child tightly, tears running down her face. Upon seeing a small opening the mother kneeled down in front of it. Looking at the young girl the woman whispers to the child telling her to stay hidden and not to make a sound no matter what, with a nod from the small girl the mother hugs her daughter telling her how much she loves her before pushing her into the opening.

Darkness and blood curdling screams surrounded the girl as she hugged herself in to a tight ball tears and soft sobs escaping from her. She didn't know how long she stayed there till she heard the soft voice of a boy calling her, peering in the direction of the voice she found a boy with white hair facing her with a smile and since that day she has always been with her brother. Just those two.

The girl felt wet moisture running down her check, whenever she thinks of that night it always brings her to tears. Wiping the tear away, she wipes away the memory as well and sets her mind back on to the reason for why she came here in the first place.

Taking one last look at the man the girl manoeuvred her way back down the rocks, before she whipped out her wand trying to remember the spell to create a sound proof barrier. Allowing her to go about her business without attracting the attention of the Nobel man.

End of Flash Back

By the time she finished her deep train of thought she found herself standing at the entrance to the secret meeting spot of where they would be and have been meeting. Pushing her way through the borders that surrounded the area, after some time she had finally made it to the clearing in the middle of this secret location.

She admired how this area kept its self well hidden; on one half surrounding the cleared space, before reaching the rock tunnel was the thick shrubbery, which she herself had just managed to get through and the other half was a sharp steep wall of rocks. Attempting to climb it would be crazy, unless you're a skilled climber. One wrong move and the person could end up seriously injured or even worse.

Bringing out her wand the young woman repeatedly said the same spell while pointing certain directions, allowing lit candles to materialise out of thin air to assist the moon in bringing more light into the area.

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Bringing his horse back down from a gallop into a walk, that he had urged the horse into before. The man felt that he was safe enough from the palace that he started to relax, knowing he would not get caught with the length of distance he and his steed had.

Observing his surroundings, he got an idea of how far he had travelled and how much longer it would take. Satisfied he knew where he was and knowing that it would not be long till he reached his destination. He started to think about how he was going to announce his true identity to her.

Although he never lasted long with his examples of explanation, not when it came to thinking about her.

Her dark tanned skin, long slender legs, her well moulded breast, long untameable brown hair, enchanting smile and her most exotic and captivating element were her eyes; emerald gems, that shine even in the blackest of nights. Oh how he loves to stare into those eye, never wanting to look away, for nothing could compare to their beauty.

Shaking his head he tried to get those kinds of thoughts out of his mind, he needed to think about his explanation. Although once those thoughts of her emerge and he lingered on them, the more difficult it is to get them out. Sighing in defeat he embraced the thoughts back into his mind and started thinking about the first time he laid eyes on the divine beauty, owner of the emerald gems.

Flash Back

He was layingon the sand near the Nile River soaking in the sun's beam of light. He had snuck out of the palace to get some space, the meetings with nobleman and peasants were getting too much, allowing pile up's to form and the attack from the theft king only made things worse. He was burning huts, assaulting people at random and stealing; driving the people to panic.

Needing space to relax and think the man excused himself retreating to his chambers, informing his advisor that he does not wish to be disturbed and if anything came up that he would deal with it when he was ready.

This allowed the man time to sneak out, to get complete privacy with no one else around just him..

Upon hearing a splashing of water the man shot up from his laid position to search his surroundings for the cause of the noise. Travelling his eyes along the river and its bank he found no reason for the movement of the water.

Standing up the man dusted the sand off of himself and was about to head for his horse when heard the water splashing again, allowing him to pin point the location of where the noise was actually coming from.

Quietly making his way over to a rock wall, the man began to climb the steep slope and carefully placing his limbs on a secure ledge, before continuing the ascent up. Reaching the top he was able to descend down to one of the walls ridges positioning himself safely and secretly behind a rock. He watched to see what had been causing the disturbance of the water's surface; a crocodile? A hippopotamus? A desert dweller?

The man was utterly taken aback when he saw not a crocodile nor a hippopotamus emerged from the water, but a young woman. He watched as dark brown hair sprang out from underneath the Nile's surface, the brown hair was followed by an angelic face.

He gazed bedazzled as the woman made her way to the riverbank and out of the water. Her shoulders were first to come into sight from beneath the water her tanned skin glowing from the rays of the sun, her well developed breast and lean torso slowly came into view joining the rest of her upper body above the water. Her slim hips and slender legs lastly left the Nile bring the woman to stand on the warm sand of the riverbank.

Unable to pry away his eyes from the scene, he continued to sit and observe. He watched as she pulled her hair twisting it to remove the excess water, letting the water slide down her body or pour onto the ground. He could just see the thin soaked undergarment clinging to her body, outlining her flawless figure and all the while he watched her he felt something stir.

Her beauty, current state of dress and the remaining water slithering down her body to any place it saw fit, was too much. He felt a rush through his body, his heart racing, he had to look away to gain control over himself.

By the time he looked back the woman was dry and dress, much to his confusion as to how she was able to do that so quickly.

As she started to leave he tried to follow though proving difficult. He tried to move quickly; so he would not lose her, he tried to move quietly; not to give himself away and he tried to pick a safe path; to ensure he would not get injured

Though with all that attempt he still lost her, sighing in defeat he started making his way back to his horse. Believing that would be the first and last time he would ever see the young woman.

End of Flash Back

Coming back out of his thoughts and concentrating on the present, he could make out a small contour on the horizon and realised it was his desired target and that he would be arriving there momentarily.

Arriving at the foot of the rock wall the hooded man reined his stallion to a halt before dismounting and tying the reins around a branch that was wedged between rocks.

He then began a slow climb up the wall; grateful for the many years of climbing the trees in the palace gardens and thankful for the full moon's light descending down to aid him.

Upon reaching the top the man then started the climb down into the secret area. Reaching the bottom of the wall, the male figure turned taking in his surroundings. The moon's light fill the space before him, making it easy to see everywhere and everything that occupied it.

Located all along the rock wall were candles all flickering with an orange flame casting more light, brightening the space even more.

He paused his surveying of the area when something caught his eye. There standing in the middle of the cleared field stood a feminine figure. Their back was facing the man allowing him to only see her brown silk like hair cascading down her back.

He did not need to see her face to know who the female figure was, he had been longing all day to see her and now here she was, just meters away from him.

"Mana" he spoke joyously.

Authors Note: So there is the first chapter. Yah is the name of the moon god and Khepesh means strong. Well on the site I found it said it means strong. Took me ages to find. There is also a word similar Khopesh, which is a type of sword. Shendyt is the bottom part of a male's tunic. Feel free to write a review.