I spent a while getting info on Egyptian names, currency, and other stuff. Enjoy!

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Ryou finally made it back to his shack as the sun peeked over the horizon. He moaned in pain from the long walk. Why couldn't he just get a car? No one even sold them around Starab. He trudged through the shack's front door and threw his sheaths onto the front table. Ryou headed into the bedroom. The thought of sleep made him smile. In the room, Malik sat upright on the bed. Stumbling slightly in surprise, Ryou gasped. "Um, master. I was just out for a walk and got lost and -"

"Really," Malik interrupted. The title 'master' was still odd. Malik had never told the boy his name. He rose to an intimidating stance. "With your swords? Plus, you can't get lost in this city. There are only three streets." Ryou eyes darted around the room looking for an explanation. "Come on, you need to start work." Ryou sighed with relief. His head ached from lack of sleep and his bones called for the bed. No, he couldn't. Master must not know about his nights.

Breakfast was silent. They food was bland and Ryou let its heavy weight lay on his tongue. His thoughts were elsewhere. He finished quickly and decided to go walk the streets. Work did not begin for another hour. On the streets, everyone was just beginning to set up their stands. A handful of people moved along the sides of the street looking at the various items. The smell of fruit and wicker wafted through the air. Ryou spotted a stand with star fruit. He smiled and walked over. It was so rare to find the ever-sweet fruit anywhere. The star fruit only grew in Southeast Asia.

"So," a gentle voice asked. "You like star fruit?"

Ryou snapped back to reality. He found himself staring with his smiling and slightly agape. "Uh, yeah. It's so hard to find."

"You want to buy? They are 8.75 pounds each ($2.06)"

"Wow, that's cheap." Ryou looked up at the person who was speaking to him. It was a girl and a young one at that. She was staring back at him. Her hand brushed her deep brown hair away from her eyes. She gently chuckled.

"You look interested," she laughed again. Ryou stood up straight. Compared to him, she was pretty tall, probably almost reaching six feet. She had the normal bronze skin of an Egyptian. But, she oddly had amber eyes. Looking back at him, she raised an eyebrow. "Are you trying to impress me with you great staring techniques?"

Ryou slightly shook his head. "No."

She put out her hand. "Hello, staring boy. I am Sena Seiw (pronounced seh-iew)." Ryou cocked his head slightly. Sena was name that he had not heard of before, but Seiw meant man-dog in Egyptian.

"H-hi, I am Ryou Bakura." He bent down and kissed her hand. Sena blushed.

"I was only expecting a hand shake. You are quite the gentleman," she said. Sena nervously looked around. "Um, do you want o stay here and talk for a while. I will tell my boss that you are just a serious customer."

Ryou remembered his boss. "Oh, darn it. I have to go back to work soon."

"Well, then meet me by the Nile at a cove just south of town. Let's say . . . at sunset?" Sena wondered. Ryou grinned and nodded his head quickly. He stopped. Why did he have to look like such an idiot? Ryou turned around and ran back to his master.

The workday seemed too long. He kept on reminding himself of the meeting place. Dinner came and he almost did not chew in his rush. Malik noticed. "Why are you hurrying so much?"

"Um, got to go somewhere," Ryou slurred through a mouth full of food.

"Where?" Malik asked out of curiosity.

"Just to go pick up something important." Ryou hoped his master would not ask any more questions.

"Okay." Malik stood up and went to his room for bed. In his room, Malik chuckled. "Out to slay again, my child," he whispered to himself.

The sun had begun to disappear under the horizon. Ryou ran down the road that led outside of Starab. He slowly made his way down the steep path that went to the Nile's bank. He saw Sena sitting by the water. Her long hair was flowing behind her in the whipping wind. She now wore something different then when he had saw her earlier. It was a white dress with god trim. A network of golden vines wrapped around her back and snaked their way down her arms. Sena noticed his presence and turned around. She beckoned him by patting the ground next to her. Ryou came over and sat down.

They just sat there looking out over the rippling water. Ryou tried to break the silence. "Your hair is beautiful," he said. She would probably drown in the comment's overly cheesiness.

"Thank you. You know, I have never seen anyone with silvery hair," she commented.

Ryou reached up pulled down one of his spikes. "Well, I think I got it from my mom's side." They laughed together. A silence took over once again. Ryou felt a need to break it. "Your name, if you don't mind me asking, means man-dog, right?"

Sena's happy expression became sad. "I was named that for a reason. When I was young, my parents and I lived on the far outskirts of Starab. One night, I was sleeping when I awoke to the sound of growls outside. I instinctually pulled my covers over my head in fear. A creature stalked past my window and then broke down my house's door. I heard a shrill scream and a gunshot. It was a dream, I hoped. I fell asleep. In the morning, I found my dad on his knees weeping in the kitchen. He was next to a dead man. Next to the beast lied my lifeless mother with her throat ripped out and body slashed. Their blood was everywhere. I later found out that it was werewolf who killed my mother. She was up during the night when the beast broke in. My father found them and shot the werewolf. It died and returned to human form." Sena bit her lip hard. She was trying to fight back tears.

"My father then used to call me Seiw since I was so lucky to have been spared. The creature should have killed me. He said I am blessed."

Ryou nearly gasped. She had shared an experience like his own. He held back the urge to tell her that he was a slayer. Not now. Ryou leaned forward and kissed Sena. He would take away her pain. She reached up and encircled his neck with her arms. They lied down on the moist river sand and embraced each other. They had know each other for only minutes, yet their connection was already present. They stopped. Ryou looked into her amber eyes. She smiled. "I must go," she murmured. She stood up and dashed away. Ryou just stayed on the ground watching her until he could not anymore. He loved her.

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