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From Rome, With Love

Summary:

AU, Back in the time of Ancient Rome, 3 different couples fall in love in 3 different ways can they love survive or will it be crushed by they differences.

Author's Notes:

I'M ALIVE…

Sorry just had to get that out my system.

Thanks for your support.

A special thanks to every one who reviewed.

Sugar-Kat

Haruya

Jenniyah

earthfirewindwater

Johnny-Depp-Luv

Misura

Princess Kat

(You people are the reason why write! Knowing my work is liked is the best thing in the world.)

Warnings:

There will be:

Seto/Jounouchi

Bakura/ Ryou

Yami/Yugi

And late on

Yami Malik/Malik

Disclaimers:

I do not own the power over life and death; I also don't own Yu-gi-oh.

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Cold as blue Ice eyes short open, the night had long ago disappeared an the sun was slowly crawled into the bright sky waking many people as it goes including our blue eyed man, and this man had confusion clearly engrave on a young man flaws less face a thin line of sweat covered his lightly tan skin. He had had strange dreams in the past like one where he was an Egyptian priest and he was fighting a pharaoh, but this one was even more bizarre the memory flew into his mind like a annoying tune that refused to leave you in peace and trust me for him it is annoying.

The roman sun was slowly being coved by black clouds that showed promised that rain was coming. A strong gust of wind ruffled his brown hair; he blue eyes darken at the scene in front of him. And his hand tightened his grip on something in his right hand.

Shaking his head rapidly trying to get rid of the dream. But one thing which perplexed him was the feeling in the dreams. These emotions where so powerful he wouldn't been surprised if he exploded at the magnitude of them he felt them all return with revenges, desperation, hate and…LOVE.

"Big brother!" A ball of fuzzy black energy or otherwise knows as a kid who has a lot of energy to burn. Ran into the room. "Come on get dress, you promised me we can go shopping for slaves today. And you wouldn't break your promised to me would you."

"No little brother I wouldn't, now get out of my room while I get dressed." With that the little boy sprinted out of the room leaving the older male by himself deciding that there's no point thinking about dream he got up and quickly got dress pulling on his white robe with the only bit of colure on the robe was a band of purple on it which showed wealth, importance and power for he quite simply is a Senator.

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Crisp cold water woke the white haired thief from his haze very slowly things around the room which he was in began to focus the creamy-orange walls a undersized bed with a thin sheet that barely coved it, a beaten up wooden wardrobe and a small child-like chair which has a white haired boy sitting on it clasping a small clay pot and a small mirror to the left of him… the information gradually sank in the thief's head.

For once one of the best thief in Rome was caught of guard. Making a quick decision he decided the best thing to do was to run out of there like a bat out of hell. Jumping on his feet and making a dash for the door but something wasn't right a intense pain short through his body ever time he put any weight on his right foot .his feet gave way the pain running over his body and his back firmly planted on the dirty floor suddenly the pain was too much and the pain took over with a searing bright white coved his eyesight.

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Crystal tears fell on the unforgiving ground. A small child-like teenager with spiky out hair huddled himself into the corner whishing, praying a think that could help him out of his resent predicament. But nobody cared about the poor even the gods them selves seem to ignore the youths cry for help.

Suddenly a powerful leg connected to the small teenager fragile body. The small teenager cried harder as the kicks and punches became faster. Now some people might think someone deserves this treatment.

But why was he being beat up was it because he tried to seal from them, was it because the teenager tried to fight a woman.

No it was because he was poorer than them.

This young teenager who rarely hates anyone hates the rich.

But this person heats the rich…

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