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SoraM7: Thank you! I really liked this idea as soon as it popped into my head, and I'm very eager to complete the story. And yes, it is rather exciting, just imagining Atemu's expression right now makes me want to draw what it would be like. xD; Thank you for the review!

Protector of the Nameless: Thank you! And here is the next chapter, a mere few hours from when I posted the prologue, I hope you like it! I will be updating fairly regularly.

Well, here is chapter two of Whispers in the Sandstorm, I hope you enjoy it!

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Atemu's and Yugi's souls twinkled like stars in the sky, shooting like rockets to the places they were meant to be.

Atemu's soul reached his body – which happened to be in the exquisite room of the ancient Egyptian Pharaoh, and Yugi's soul formed a new body for him – somewhere in an alleyway in the middle of an Egyptian city. Atemu's city.

"Nnnnhhh… uh, ow!"

Yugi awoke, body flat on the floor in the shade of some rather unknown, not very nice alleyway. His head hurt like he'd been hit by a thousand bricks, and his body was a little shaky. He struggled to sit up, hand immediately rising to rub his forehead as he successfully did so. Yugi felt like his pale skin was burning, slowly opening his eyes to an area he had never seen before, the boiling sun basking him in its very uncomfortable rays. But, most of all, what the hell was he wearing?!

The short boy who was very much in pain, wore a pure white linen robe, which he guessed was to let his skin breathe and to not add to the heat that made Yugi feel like a meal in a sizzling oven. 'Well, at least I'm not naked, or wearing something disgusting.' He thought, prodding at his clothes here and there to feel the texture more and see if there was anything else he didn't know. 'Ah! There's a hood on this robe, well, that'll protect my head from roasting a bit.'

"But um… where the hell am I anyway? I suppose I should look around a bit, panicking won't really do anything in this situation… I guess." The little one whispered to himself.

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Meanwhile in the Pharaoh's palace

"Oh Ra… my head hurts." Came the voice of Atemu, who lay on silk sheets, his golden earrings swinging from side to side as he sat up, wincing from the pain which derived from his head and back. "Ugh… where am I?"

The tan boy glanced around at his surroundings. The entire vast room was extremely detailed in every way humanly possible, linen curtains that swayed in different directions due to the wind hitting it's surface, a wooden table covered with an exquisite silk tablecloth and a few pure gold ornaments sitting ontop of it, some golden statues and parchment scrolls dotted here and there. His room also had a balcony – which he caught a glimpse of beyond the curtains, and another room – which he assumed was the place where he could bathe. As for his bed, well… it was luxurious, hieroglyphs carved into the rich colored wood, and of course – the silk sheets which he lay on. You didn't need a high priest to figure it out – it was the Pharaoh's personal chamber.

"Ah. The Pharaoh's chamber. That must mean I'm back in Egypt again." His thoughts travelled back to Yugi and Atemu sighed deeply, running his fingers through his tri-colored hair. "Yugi… I haven't been in a separate body for long, but it feels a little weird already. I wonder how he's doing."

A knock echoed faintly throughout his room.

" Hello? Ah, no – enter!" Atemu said, curious as to who his visitor was. The door of his room opened to reveal the high priest, Seth.

"My apologies for disturbing you during your morning slumber, Pharaoh."

"Ah, no. Do not apologise, you have not offended me with your visit."

"Very well, your highness. I have been told to pass a message onto you, from another one of the priests – Isis. She says she wishes to speak with you as soon as possible, if you are available."

"I am unsure of what matters I must attend to today, this may seem strange Seth, but do you perhaps know?"

"I know little Pharaoh, but in my knowledge I can say you have no meetings with the council to attend to today."

"Thank you, Seth. Return in a little while, and then escort me to Isis if you will."

"Of course, you need not ask for permission Pharaoh. I will take my leave now then, and return soon."

The large, heavy-looking golden door of the Pharaoh's room closed after the high priest bowed, and Atemu let out a sigh. The way they spoke in the palace and the way in which Yugi and company spoke were just so… alarmingly different.

'I barely remember much of this place, but I know where some places are here at least. Maybe I should take a stroll out into the city once I've spoken to Isis.' The former dark spirit clutched the fabric of his clothes that he wore upon his chest. 'Yugi… damn it! I can't let my thoughts wander… it just hurts if I do. But why does it hurt so much? I expected to feel troubled, but not to this extent. Oh well… there's nothing I can do anyway – what's done is done.'

The Pharaoh slipped his body off the sheets, and stood up on the cold floor of his room. Taking in the sight before him, whilst trying to not think too much. A knock on the door of his room broke his concentration.

"Enter, Seth I presume."

"Yes, your highness." Seth bowed. "Are you ready to depart?"

"Indeed I am Seth, please escort me to where Isis is."

"Of course, Pharaoh."

They reached the place Isis was at, the library, then Seth bowed respectfully to Atemu, leaving him and Isis to their business. The somewhat golden-skinned boy reached out a hand and applied a little pressure to the door, opening it and informing Isis of the Pharaoh's presence.

"Good day, Pharaoh. I see you have received my message."

Atemu smiled at Isis, the woman so similar to the woman he once knew not so long ago – Ishizu.

"Yes I have Isis. You wished to speak with me, please tell me of the matter you wish to discuss."

Isis merely nodded in response, bowing as well as Atemu walked over and sat down on a wooden chair opposite her.

"Pharaoh… may I ask, do you have a brother?"

"I do not have any siblings, as far as I know. Why do you ask, Isis?"

Isis smiled and nodded once more, it seems she had already guessed that answer.

"I thought so. But, I was rather alarmed when in a vision I saw a boy who looked frightenly similar to you."

Atemu's heart stopped for a split second and he drew a deep breath. 'Similar to me…? It can't be… Yugi? But he's 3000 years in the future! That's impossible!' Isis noticed the Pharaoh's change in expression, he looked rather pensive. Interrupting her thoughts, the voice of the one opposite her spoke again.

"Was he pale perchance, and rather - how should I say it? Short. Does the boy fit that description, Isis?"

It was now Isis' turn for a change in face expression, her composed look changed to that of surprise.

"Indeed he did your highness. I apologise, I did not manage to get the name of the boy, he merely appeared in one of my visions. I did not recognise the surroundings in the vision, but it seemed the boy was in a rather dark and unpleasant place."

Atemu nodded and smiled once more at the high priest, a comforting smile. He stood from his chair and walked over to the door he entered earlier, opening it a little before looking back to Isis.

"Do not worry, Isis. I am sure it is nothing to be very concerned about, however, please do tell me of any further visions you have of the boy in the future. I will now depart for a short journey into the city, as I wish to wander out of the palace for a while."

"I hope you enjoy yourself, Pharaoh. Two guards will escort you through town, for safety. I will ask another person to inform the kitchens to prepare a meal for when you return."

"I am grateful for your help, Isis. Thank you. Now I must go, I will speak with you again another time."

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Yugi walked out of the repulsive alleyway that he had awoken in, and into a rather large street. People were wearing garments which resembled his own, a robe, or some sort of cloth, and travelled around on bare feet. The short boy whose hood was now up and covering his vibrant hair and enticing purple eyes, strolled through the street, looking at the buildings and stalls that consisted of fruit and other various items, until his attention came upon what seemed to be a guard.

'A guard? What is a guard doing in this place, there's hardly anything important here. Maybe I should ask him where I am, mhmm, yeah that's a good idea.' Yugi thought, and after making his mind up, his walked up to the Guard and nervously spoke up.

"Hello, I was wondering, do you know where this place is?" Not soon after Yugi had spoken up, the guard laughed loudly, some of what he was drinking coming out of his mouth in his amusement.

"Where are we? Now that is amusing, little boy."

'Little boy?! Ugh, asshole. Oh well, it can't be helped.' The so called 'little boy' thought. The guard continued.

"We are in Egypt, and the kingdom of the Pharaoh."

"The Pharaoh?! Atemu?!"

Instantly after the words came out of Yugi's mouth, he regreted it. Because he was now faced with what looked like a very, very, pissed off guard. Did he perhaps do something wrong? From the look on the guard's face, he guessed the only reply to that was an obvious 'no shit.'

"No one is allowed to speak the Pharaoh's name! It is disrespectful, and a crime!"

Yugi's eyes only widened, yes, he was in deep shit. The guard reached for his arms and violently pulled them behind his back, proceeding to then tie his hands together with a rope.

"Disgusting little runt, you will be taken to be judged by the priests and the Pharaoh himself, for the offensive words that have come out of that vile mouth of yours!"

'Eh… eh?! Oh Ra… I'm going to be judged. That means… I really did do something wrong! But that's not the only thing… if Atemu is here, and Pharaoh… then that can only mean one thing. I went to the afterlife with him! Oh crap… this is not good.'