TC Stark: Yay! My first reviewer! An old friend ^^ Hi, AnnaDruvez! Anubis has always been my favorite of all the Egyptian deities! I just couldn't help, but write this story! And your comment had me cracking up! I might consider that in the future =P So, here's the second chapter, you get to see more of Anubis's fun personality; just because he's the god of the dead doesn't mean he can't have fun!

Disclaimer: I do not own Egyptian mythology or any mythology for that matter. But, pretty much all original characters are mine!

Chapter Two

It had been a week since my crazy encounter. I hadn't told anyone and had almost put it pass me. I wanted to enjoy my stay and enjoy seeing all we were suppose to. We had gone to ancient cities, explored some pyramids, and even got to tour with some archeologists exploring some ruins. The Temple of Ramses was cool, so was the Valley of the Kings, Giza, the Sphinx, etc. It was all great and you bet your ass I took pictures when I could.

I had spent the afternoon talking with an archeologist. He'd spent most of the time looking at pyramid writings. If I wanted to be a historian it'd be good if I knew how to read the ancient language. I already had a good grasp of some symbols, but it would probably take me years to master it. Still, it was exciting to think about.

"Hey, Alexis, that guy over there is checking you out."

Later on that night after a couple of drinks with Hanna and another female classmate Frankie, we found ourselves outside smoking. Frankie was 22 and absolutely gorgeous. Long platinum blonde hair, perfect make up, blue eyes, and a body to brag about. I had gone out with her several times before the trip and let's just say without fail all eyes were always on her.

So when she said some man was checking me out with her present I didn't believe her. That was until I turned my head to see "Anubis" heading towards me. Only he wasn't wearing what he was the first time we met. Tonight he wore his hair tied back with a regular hair tie and a pair of stylish aviator glasses resting atop his head. The first three buttons of his three quarter sleeved black blouse were undone and tucked into a pair of fitted jeans.

"Excuse me, miss, may I trouble you for a cigarette?" He grinned his white teeth widely, his ringed covered fingers amusedly holding his chin.

My cheeks blushed as my friends giggled and left me alone, "Why are you here?"

"For a cigarette."

I looked at him bewildered before taking out a pack and giving him one. I watched him light it up; imagining smoking was probably no big deal for a god. Pulling in a breath of my own cigarette, I stood there in silence. I had no idea what to say to him. I still had no idea what to think.

"So, Nefer, who were those two harlots outside with you?"

The harlot comment made me laugh so much I looked over the fact he had called me beautiful. I explained to him they were classmates on a trip and we'd be leaving in five days. He had called them harlots for their flashy clothing and makeup yet he was wearing his fair share of gold necklaces, hoop earrings, and rings with gods' faces on them.

With almost a sense of entitlement, Anubis led himself into the hotel and headed for the bar. I had a feeling he wanted me to follow and for some reason I did. Hanna and Frankie were on the other side of the bar giggling at me, causing me to roll my eyes. I sat down next to him and heard him speaking Arabic rapidly to the bartender, the man placing two Amaretto Sours in front of us. Many people thought you couldn't get alcohol in Egypt and even though a lot are Muslim you can get all sorts of spirits in hotels. Did you know in mythology beer was rumored to be introduced by Osiris?

As I brought the drink to my lips I received a text from Frankie. He's yours? I rolled my eyes and replied back a big fat No. Like a speeding bullet she was in front of Anubis, curving her body and puckering out her lips, "Frankie."

His dark eyes looked her up and down before taking her hand and kissing it, "Anubis."

"Ah, like the god?"

"Yes, my parents were…enthusiasts."

Adjusting her body, she leaned against the bar, "I love Egyptian culture."

"If you were alive during that time…you would have been very valuable."

I knew Anubis meant this comment as an insult, but the way he said it and his mannerisms led Frankie to believe he was complementing her. I rolled my eyes as she cooed, "Alexis, where have you been hiding this one?"

The male turned his head towards me and smiled victoriously, "Alexis, huh?"

Jesus, Frankie, did you really have to do that? I continued to drink the alcoholic beverage as my friend continued to put her moves on Anubis. I finished my drink and went towards Hanna, feeling highly uncomfortable where I was. She seemed to have a great old time watching the blonde try and get in a god's pants. No one knew I had witnessed him transform into his beast form just a week ago.

Hanna and I had left that night and had gone back to our room. She was yacking my ear off about how gorgeous Anubis was and how badly she wished she could have the confidence Frankie did to just approach him. I really could care less. There was no doubt his human form was good looking, but when I looked at him I couldn't help but think how I was in the presence of a god. In the matter of a half hour he had shattered everything I had known for 21 years of living. If he was what he said he was, then a small part of me felt intimidated. Yet he approached me as if I were worthy.

My short haired friend was in the shower as I was reading my book on ancient gods. According to my book Anubis had a wife called Anput and a daughter Kebechet. If he really had a family, what was he doing hitting on my friend? Though, I shouldn't talk. In ancient Egyptian times it was highly normal for a Pharaoh to have multiple wives consisting of sisters, cousins, daughters, etc.

There was then a knock on the door as I closed my book and opened the door. Leaning in my doorframe was Anubis, looking down at me, "Now, tell me, Alexis, why did you flee?"

"You were flirting with Frankie," I folded my arms, "I sure hope you didn't expect me to stay for the show."

Anubis let out a laugh and shook his head, "I'm not like your mortals with a one track mind. And nothing will happen with your easy friend, I don't appreciate women just throwing themselves at me."

"Besides, I'm sure Anput wouldn't appreciate it."

He then rolled his eyes, "I hate that story," I raised my eyebrows in question, "Do you honestly believe that garbage? I have no wife or child. People just wanted to make that up so I wasn't some lone god. Honestly though, I'm the god of the dead, my jackal skin is made of rotting flesh. Who would want me?"

"Osiris is mummy."

"Yes, but, he was with Isis before the poor chap was chopped into 14 pieces by Set. Honestly, Anput? My female aspect? It just sounds made up. Our names are practically the same, she has a jackal head, there's practically nothing on her, and she created herself. Honestly, so impractical."

It was my turn to roll my eyes, "A lot of things you've told me seem impractical."

Dramatically he placed one hand over his heart and the other on his forehead, "I'm so hurt. Would I tell you anything false when we've become such close friends?"

Now I couldn't help but laugh, he was just so comical. For the first time I really put my guards down in front of him and joked back, "I'm sure Frankie was heartbroken. No one turns her down."

"She'll have to learn rejection sometime," He waved off, "I'm here to ask you to dinner tomorrow."

"I thought we were such close friends."

"Friends can take other friends out to dinner. I know this area, you don't. Besides, you leave in five days."

The next night I found myself waiting downstairs for Anubis to pick me up. That day we were allowed to explore the local market freely…with a bodyguard. I bought some nice jewelry and partook in a camel ride, which hurt the hell out of my thighs. Since we were just friends I wore a normal outfit of jean shorts and an off the shoulder white T-Shirt. The shirt hung loosely off my thin frame, allowing the small breeze that was outside to brush against me freely.

I'm sure my teachers wouldn't be too happy about us leaving the hotel, but we were all adults and the teachers themselves spent the night out on the town. A tad hypocritical, eh? None of them were at the hotel and I doubt anyone would notice I was gone, I hadn't even told Hanna where I was going.

It didn't surprise me when Anubis pulled up to the front of the hotel with an Egyptian Mercedes-Benz. Pharaohs had no problem showing off their wealth and the hieroglyphs depicted their gods followed suit. This was just his modern day way of showing off.

I enjoyed his car, smirking, "Flashy car."

"Do you like?" He revved up the engine, "I only recently learned to drive one of these."

"I'm scared."

Anubis simply laughed as he sped away, causing me to grip my leather bound seat. It was only until my heart stopped pounding I asked him if this was the form he normally was in. He let me know it was only when he wanted to explore the "mortal" world did he take a human form. Unless that is he wanted to scare of some tomb thieves in which he took his beast form. That was also the form he was in while in Duat and sometimes he'd walk around in his actual jackal dog form.

He took me to what looked like a restaurant for the young people of Egypt who wanted hold on to their culture yet embrace modern ways. The music was pumping and belly dancers were everywhere. Still, it was a new look into Egypt that I probably wouldn't have witnessed if it weren't for him.

A bottle of wine was placed on our table as I struggled to read the menu, which was all in Arabic. Anubis snickered at me while ordering what he wanted with ease. I decided to go with the same thing, it was just easier. That smug look stayed on his face as he poured me a glass of wine, "I do apologize. But, if you're looking to become a historian it'd probably be a good idea to learn the language."

"I wanted to master hieroglyphics first."

"I can help you with you that. Now, as amazing as the ancient language is, now Egypt is made up of a variety of the Arabic language. You should work on your accent."

"I feel as I'm set up to fail."

Anubis gave me a genuine smile while bringing his wine glass to his lips and taking a sip, "Nonsense. You'll do fine. I have to say though; you should concentrate on your present rather than putting all your focus on the past."

"I don't just focus on the past," I sighed, "It just fascinates me. All of it. No one is that adventurous and free thinking anymore. I feel like every day is the same routine even when I have nothing to do."

"Life is what you make it. How do you think I feel? You don't even want to guess my age."

Once again I let out a laugh as our Mahshi dishes were places in front of us, relieved to see it was rice stuffed green peppers in a tomato sauce with lemon. I went to go dig in as suddenly a man slammed his hands down on Anubis's shoulders, causing him to turn around rapidly. I saw the seriousness in his face suddenly turn into humor, "Dionysus!"

"Anubis, old friend! What are you doing and drinking?" He seemed to ask in one breath as he took the Egyptian god's glass and sipped the wine.

It seemed to amuse him as I observed the other man. His skin was lighter than Anubis's yet darker than mine, he was tall and muscular, and had short brown hair and full beard that was trimmed. He had a very Mediterranean look to him. He was wearing a very loose fitting white button down shirt. This man basically looked very relaxed, like a partier.

He turned to me, as if eying my wine before Anubis stopped him, "Dionysus, honestly."

"I cannot help myself," He laughed flamboyantly, "And you are, my dear?"

I smiled small and replied, "Alexis."

"Dionysus," He grinned and took my hand, "Have you ever been to Greece before, dear?"

Now I was really blushing, "Never."

He was by now running his finger over the roof of my hand, "Well, one day you must simply go. Perhaps we can meet there."

The man referred to as Dionysus sheepishly grinned over to Anubis who by now was giving him a look, but ultimately smiled as well. Finally the light skinned man let go of my hand and saluted us both off, "You two have yourselves a good night. Anubis, lets meet up sometime."

"Yes, lets." Anubis lifted his glass and nodded.

As the other man left, I raised my eyebrow over at him, "Dionysus?"

Digging a fork into his food, he replied nonchalantly, "Yes, y'know. Greek god of wine?"

I blinked my eyes, as he continued to eat his dinner. I slowly began to dig into my food, which was very good. Very rich of seasons and spices. But, I couldn't think of food at this moment. If I was correct, I had just met a god from a different mythology just walking around as Anubis was. And they knew each other! Oh my god…he really was Anubis, god of the dead. He was right.

My mouth hung open, feeling him reach over to gently push my chin up, "Problem?"

"Oh my God…you…you're Anubis; god of the dead."

Puzzled, he chewed his food before replying, "Yes, I told you that."

I held my head, shocked, "Wow…I guess it didn't hit me till now. I mean…you're a god. I'm in the presence of a god."

He smiled, "Don't worry, I won't ask you to worship me. Though, I do insist you eat your food before it becomes cold."