Welcome back to my ficcy! I finally got Kahnah to stop jacking up Marik and now.....Show time!

Marik(as he rubs his black eye and nurses battle wounds): Does this look infected to you..?

Kahnah (also nursing battle wounds): He bit me....Marik, where in h*** did you get the urge to bite me?!

Marik: *smirks* At least you tasted good.

o.O; ....on with the fic...

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While Kahnah was talking with Yami in the park, Marik paced in his dark chambers within his mansion.He stared out at the city though the large window that allowed only minimal light to penatrate, it being dark and all.

"What was I thinking?! I know she's attractive but why couldn't I attack her?! Wait, wtf did I just say?! Arg! Mindslave!"

A little rare hunter, about Yugi's height tuttled in.He was a little blad man with blank eyes.He said in a sort of robotic tone "You called Master Marik?"

"Yes, and theres somthing that I need you to accomplish. Bring Kahnah Intu to the Valley Of The Kings and be quick." He had a sort of an annoyed way of speaking.

"Yes master only, the Valley is very large.What coordinance shall I 'escort' her to, My Lord?"

"Make it the tomb of her brother. We will meet in the first chamber and you will shut the stone door, sealing us inside."

The little man looked shocked.

"I will obey your commands Master, yet why do you wish to be locked with the princess?"

"I wish to speak with her though about what is none of your buisness. Leave my sight."

"Yes My Lord."

The little man tuttled out quicky, heading to the enormous garage where he picked up a motorcycle that looked rather large for him though he rode it like a pro.He sped off to the park where Yugioh had just left Kahnah,leaving her to ponder on her own.Kahnah sensed evil approaching.She swung higher up into the tree, to get a better look.She immediately spotted the little rare hunter.

Either Marik becomes stupid or he wants me to spot the little hunter..Hm...My curiosity is going to kill me yet...I can usually escape harm from his monions..Should I? Aw heck yes.I have to see what he's up to.

Kahnah lept out of the tree, landing perfectly.The golden beads in her hair clicked together and the smaller beads on her skirt did the same.Long black hair hung on her back and bounced ever so slightly as she walked.

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Meanwhile....

Marik was on his way to Egypt, and the Valley Of The Kings.

It will be nice to be at home again, only I would have prefered it on different circumstances.

The jet that he rode in flew like lightning over the plains below.Marik watched the ground out the window but leaned back considering the fact that he was becomeing air sick.

"Ugh..."

"Poptar sir?" A stuartess passed him, too in a black cloak.She spoke in a cheery voice that would make even Yugi shudder.Her smile was so wide and horribly fake that it was a wonder that she still had a mouth.

"Huh?"

"Do you care for a poptart?"

"...........er.......okay........." A poptart..? When in hell do they serve poptarts on airplanes??

The stuartess walked into the plane-kitchen and brought out a....completely....blackened...poptart...

Marik blinked and he was handed the poptart.The stuatress walked away.

"......." You'd have to try....really hard to get a poptart to burn...that badly...but...it's food....sort of..

He managed to choke down what he classified as a 'cajun style strawberry poptart with some sort of yogurt inside'. When the stuartess passed by him again, Marik questioned the existance of yogurt in the poptart.

"Oh, sir let me explain.Those are Yogurt Blast Poptarts."

"Yogurt..?"

"Blast."

"Poptarts..."

"Yogurt Blast Poptarts."

"Yougurt Blast-"

"Poptarts."

"Ack! I'm arguing over a freaking poptart!" Marik belted out annoyidly.

(Author's note: I do not own Yugioh, Yogurt Blast Poptarts or any other brand named porduts I use in here.)

"No need to shout." The stuartess said as if she was the boss of Marik.

"I'll yell when I wish, woman! Shoo!"

"HMPH!" She stormed off to the other end of the jet.

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Meanwhile....

Kahnah walked up behind the hunter but the little man was already aware that she was there.He flipped around and grabbed her wrist.She threw him off.

"How dare you grab a lady like that!?"

The Rare Hunter growled and grumbled as he stood.

"If you're a lady...then I'm a 35 year old man that is about two feet shorter than you.Wait...I am a 35 year old man thats two feet shorter than you..."

Kahnah fell over anime style.When she was back up the little man tried to grab her shoulder by jumping up.He was trying (Note: trying) to perform the sleeper hold on Kahnah.She let it work. She didnt care. At the same time though, her grabbed....lower...than he had meant to. Marik was watching through his eyes and sent a shock through the man's brain in punishment. "Bring her to me un-harmed and un-violated, you imbicile!"

Later on, the little man had managed somehow to hoist an unconcious Kahnah onto the motorcycle and ride to the airport where he, like his master accompanied by a limp Kahnah, travelled to Egypt.

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3 1/2 hours later...

The little rare hunter carried the limp yet faking to be unconcious Kahnah towards the awaiting Marik who was becoming impatient.Marik took Kahnah up silently.As he picked her up from the hunter, Kahnah sort of dropped straight into the white haired boy's arms, their lips brushing.Marik fought off the urge to turna bright shade of red. Kahnah who was still pretending very realisticly to be unconcious, fought off the urge to blush as well.

The same thought flashed through both of their minds: "D-did th-that just happen...? And....why d-did I sort of enjoy it...?!". The little man closed the door behind his master tightly, sealing them inside.He rode off. Inside, Marik sat Kahnah against a pedistal and sat ,back to the wall as he watched her.

If she's dead then that mindslave of mine is going to die as well...She's breathing though... Wait...why in all hell do I care if she lives or dies?!

Breahte girl...breathe....you DO NOT care that that just happened...get over it.. Open your eyes and face him...you'll have to sometime.

Kahnah's jaden eyes opened slowly to greet the darkened chamber that was only illuminated by torches and by the violet eyes of Marik.He though had not noticed that Kahnah was awake.He tappet his head against the stone immpatiently and sighed.His eyes then met hers.He stood immedieately and brushed the dust from his cloak.

"Good evening, Kahnah."

"To you the same, Marik.Why have you brought me here? Wait...I know the answer...eh, humor me." Kahnah smirked as she said this.

"Very funny. I brought you here to find out why I failed to destroy you."

"Well then, our wonders then are one."

Are one... Her words sounded in Marik's brain like a never ending echo until he then spoke.

"If your wonders are one with mine, then have you the answer?"

"Not even.If I did, I would have told you long ago." Her eyes flickered, never leaving Marik's for two reaons.For one, she liked his eyes, two she wanted to keep an eye on him. Marik too never tried to escape her piercing gaze. Her eyes....I can't look away from them...it's like they are green magnets that attract mine... Kahnah tried to pull away in the moments of silence that ensued.She wondered why her nemisis did not look away like he usually did. Maybe....he's....trying to read my mind...yes...Noooo....i'd be a fool to think that....I wonder if he-- it couldn't be...Could it? Suddenly Marik's knees gave way and he fell to them, beside Kahnah. Kahnah raised an eyebrow.

"I normally wouldn't ask this but,are you alright?"

"Y-yes....fine....Back to the matter of why I brought you he-here..."

He's studdering...his mind tells him to say somthing or ask somthing else but he wont.Stubborn as a bull.

Just ask...in a ruthless tone...yeah...like: "Why are you looking at me?!" No... for some reason I dont feel like ticking her off or getting angry with her though I have reason to...Oh Ra...this is harder than it sounds. UGH!. Marik's eyes went serious again.He cleared his throat.Kahnah looked at him, waiting for words to escaped him.

"Yes?"

"Tell me now! Why didn't you attack me?! Answer me!" He yelled out suddenly, directly at Kahnah. His eyes stung into her mind like knives

"Dont yell at me, and I have no idea! Maybe..." No...bad...doooooon't! You dont care how incredibly gorgeous he is... keep back... Mari thought almost the same thing. I couldn't....she's the pharaoh's sister...! But....what do I care....I do care!! Stop thinking about how...her hair hangs in her face but can't cover up her glimmering eyes...ACK!! What Am I thinking..?! It's almost as if I'm.........No...no,no,no I can't be!

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Aww dont you just hate cliff hangers? Review please!

Marik: You're going to make me..........aren't you..?

Kahnah:......Dont make it out like you'll be the only one, Marik...She's the writer...she controls our lives in this fic... ;_;!! WE"RE DOOMED!

XD!!! Until next time!