Chapter 7:

Yamino and Bakura circled each other for a minute. Finally Bakura's temper and hot headedness drove him to move first. He dove at Yamino. She stepped to the side his blade whistling past her ear. She narrowed her eyes at Bakura. "What the hell do you think you're doing" she hissed at him.

He growled at lunged at her again. Yamino smacked his blade away. "Even if you kill me, where will you go?" He barred his teeth at her. "You know that the priests would track you down and kill you. Where would your plans for revenge be? They would be shot to hell!"

Bakura looked like he was only barely holding himself back from strangling her for some unseen reason. "Shut the hell up!" he growled his voice wavering with anger. Yamino took her chance. She charged at him. He was still restraining his anger as she flipped her sword under his and flipped his blade up into the air.

She reached up into the air and caught it coolly. Yamino pointed the blades like scissors at his neck. "Well how about now?" she smirked at him. He looked at the blades on either side of his neck. He swallowed nervously then forced his face into his usual malicious smile. "Oh you really think you can do it? Kill another person?"

I took the blades closer to him so the cold metal touched his skin. "I have before haven't I?" He shivered whether from the cold of the metal or of my voice I couldn't tell.

"Oh you, won't" I raised an eyebrow. "And why is that?" He jumped up quickly and took my head and kissed me. His lips met mine. And for a wonderful moment Egypt and Bakura's revenge and my position as Pharoah didn't seem to matter anymore. It was just the two of us. Then he was gone. I looked around. He had just disappeared and he had taken his sword along with him. "Shit!"