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Chapter 11:

Atem was in his room attempting to rest up. He had pushed himself a little too hard trying to summon the Winged Dragon of Ra.

'The young Pharaoh was reciting the ancient words used to summon the Winged Dragon of Ra. As he said them the energy built up little by little. As he loudly chanted the last of the words, the Diadiankh glowed brightly drawing in massive amounts of energy the more the young Pharaoh chanted.

Soon a light flashed, burning brighter than the sun blinding everyone in the room. A massive golden dragon, emerged from the light. It was the final and most powerful Egyptian God. The creature gave an ear shattering screech. Flames began to surround the beast causing everything to nearly spiral out of control.

Malik became concerned, so she went to the Pharaoh and attempted to pull his hand down. "Pharaoh let it go!" she cried. Atem could barely hear her. He struggled to bring his arm down, but with Malik's help he was succeeding. The light and the monster both receded back into the Diadiankh, leaving the young ruler drained and limp.

The blonde Tomb Keeper caught him and held him up by his arm and put it over her shoulder. Atem was physically exhausted. Isis had to come and take the Pharaoh from Malik. Everyone watched in bewilderment. That was far more intense than even the Ishtar siblings anticipated.

Atem was later taken to the healing chambers to be looked over by the healer, and was deemed unharmed but in need of rest. He was immediately sent back to his room to sleep.'

However Atem couldn't sleep. He kept waking up from horrible nightmares where he watched everyone he knew and cared for die before his eyes, by a mysterious dark force. The painful devastation, was all because of his inability to protect, and it haunted him every time he closed his eyes. He had no idea that there would be such a burden to bare, being Pharaoh. He thought he was ready, but this evil force that he was meant to face might be coming sooner than he thought before.

How could he possible defeat this foe without all of the Gods to help him? He sat up and rubbed his face in despair. He needed to clear his thoughts. 'perhaps a walk in the gardens will help' he thought.

He then got up and redressed into an long off-white shendyt with a blue and black apron, a gold wesekh collar, arm, wrist, and waist bands, no shirt, a red cape, and a pair of white gold trimmed slippers. He then walked out of the room and headed for the garden.

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Yami was walking the garden, thinking heavily about her conversation with Mana. She hadn't been able to answer her when she asked if she liked Atem. Yami didn't know what she would've said to the girl, but she did. She did like Atem, she knew it the moment he had first kissed her hand, when he apologized to her for that big misunderstanding.

She had never felt this way for anyone before. She hadn't had many suitors, because they were shallow and thought she was a commoner, do to her humble appearance. Yami wasn't very impressed by those men anyway. They were just a bunch of snobby peacocks flaunting their wealth around in hopes of attracting their ideal of the "perfect mate". She cared little for such illusions, especially since those men usually showed her exactly what kind of person they really were.

Yami wasn't like other nobles, and she wasn't going to press her feelings toward Atem, like many others would. She knew he wouldn't appreciate it and they were already such good friends. For now at least, that was enough for her.

She then noticed the bushes. She remembered the path she and Atem took together, and she remembered a spot that led straight to the river. She once again gave in to her wonder and followed the path to get to the beautiful Nile.

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Atem had just made it into the garden. He walked around for a while trying to figure out what he did wrong when he tried to summon Ra. As he walked he saw something [or someone] in the distance. Whoever it was, they were sitting near the river, humming beautifully. Atem then went over to see who it was.

Teana was walking around trying to find Atem. She wanted to try and talk to him again. As she looked around the outside halls of the palace, she heard a soft distant hum. She looked back trying to follow it.

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Atem had reached the water's edge and sure enough the person humming, was right there. It was none other than Lady Yami. "ah-ah ah-ah~ ah-ah-aaah ah-ah~…" she sang. It was a song that her mother taught her when she was a child. It just so happened to be about sailing on the Nile.

The winds blow free~ through the air with life we breathe~… with Ra~ as our guide, as the clouds come rolling by~…

Atem walked up closer, to hear more of Yami's enchanting voice. He had no idea she could sing so well. Her voice carried on as the she held a hand to her heart.

Through the river we sail~ hope and love will see us well~… when the litter~ grows cold, you shall be my warmth and soul~… till the day-grows-old~.

She was then aware of Atem's presents, and looked over to him with a content smile. The shimmer of the sun's light shinning on her slowly blinking amethyst eyes, made the young Pharaoh's heart skip a beat. Yami then turned back toward the water, and continued the last of the words, while making gestures to match them. All the while, Teana had found them on the river bank.

When the night has come~ I will pull-you to my heart~… and- my light will guide our way through the dark~… mi tw xpr wnn i~ Mrwt*~.

As she finished the song, Atem let out a shaky sigh. He then slowly walked over to the enthralling lady and kneeled down to her. Yami looked back to him slightly startled by his movements. He reached out and touched her gently, the warmth making her sigh and lean into him happily.

The Pharaoh had never felt more at peace. Yami just seemed to make him forget about all his trouble, and all his worries. She then placed a hand onto the back of his, as he held her face, with care. Her touch sent a jolt down his spine, almost making him tense. He eased up, with half lidded eyes. As Atem looked into Yami's amethyst orbs, he saw something-a spark. It wasn't hard to miss when she was looking right at him.

He couldn't tell what it was for sure, but it was electrifying. He didn't want to leave, not even for a second. He wanted to stay close to her like this. Atem leaned his head forward not realizing what he was doing. He close his eyes as he brought his lips closer to the young noble.

Teana was shocked. Atem was so close to kissing Yami and the surprised lady seemed to nearly let him do it.

She then smirked, before swiftly standing up and began to walk off, confusing the young king. She looked back playfully, "would you like to accompany me Atem?" she asked. Atem smiled and gladly gave a nod of his head, and followed her.

The two then walked side by side blissfully through the garden. The sun was barely in the sky at this point and it would soon be night.

Teana was closed behind, still trying to figure out if Yami had won the Pharaoh over or not. She hoped that she hadn't.

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In Marik's sleeping chambers there was a bonding happening with the two blonde Egyptian lovers as well. Marik was on top of a topless Malik covering her body in kisses.

The young Tomb Keeper was a little apprehensive at first. She had never in her life been prepared for anything like this, so it was pretty scary. She did her best to relax as he reached her naval. Marik then licked her slowly, "Ah!" she screamed. The seductive bodyguard smirked. He loved playing with his treasure, and seeing her in such a vulnerable state.

He then sat up to take off his cape and tunic. After throwing the clothes to the ground he reached down to remove the shy Tomb Keeper's silk skirt. Malik tensed in sudden panic, "Ah, M-Marik-…!" she was cut off by a finger to her lips, and a sinuous deep voice. "Ssssh. don't worry my dear. I'll be very gentle." he said with wicked seductive grin. Malik melted under that enticing gaze. She slowly leaned back as Marik got closer.

He was then completely on top of her kissing her hungrily on the mouth. Malik happily gave in matching his movements in a perfect rhythm. Malik then wrapped her arms around Marik's neck pulling him closer to her. She moaned into his mouth when she felt a electrifying jolt in her lower half, as Marik grinded his clothed erection against her womanhood.

"Ah!-Oh, Marik I feel strange." she said in a daze. "mm-so good." Marik smirked at how he was making the young girl squirm beneath him. It brought a great deal of pleasure to him as well, and he still wanted more. He adjusted himself a bit then reached between their bodies to touch Malik's wet spot. Malik arched her back upward as his fingers slid between the lips of her womanhood. "Haaa!-aaah." she was completely overcome with pleasure.

She tried to close her legs until Marik said while his face was buried into the crook of Malik's neck, "Keep them open." he whispered. Malik blushed as she slowly separated her legs some more. Once she was had them spread apart, she gasped and sighed, as Marik continued rubbing her clit.

Marik was happy to know that his methods to satisfy his lovely goddess were working. Malik was becoming more and more wet and enjoying every breath and moan she let out as he touched her. He gathered up as much of her natural lubricant as he could, then slowly slipped a finger into her. Malik's eyes flew open, "AH!-M-Marik…ah-HA!" she screamed and moaned. Marik was careful not to hurt her. He began rubbing in and out of the blonde girl as slowly and as gently as possible. "Oh-Marik, please…faster!" she begged. The wild bodyguard was happy to do so. He sped up his pace, sending Malik into a stream of spine-tingling, hot, whining, head-spinning ecstasy.

Marik wasn't stopping there. He then inserted a second finger, then a third. Malik's body moved with her lover's hand as he pushed his fingers in continuously. She clenched her fists into the sheets and curled her toes fighting the pleasure as it began to build up deep inside of her. "Ah! Ah! Ha! Ha-a-Ah!" she groaned.

The grinning Egyptian was mesmerized by the erotic response from his precious love, so he pulled out his fingers and sat back up again. Malik was left whining from the absents of the guard. Marik then reached under his shendyt to bring out his fully erect arousal. "Don't worry my love. You'll get what you want soon." he said. Malik stared at the pulsing organ in shock, with a furious blush on her face. She snapped her head away, causing Marik to raise a brow and ask, "What's wrong?" Malik began to tremble. Marik gently turned her chin toward him and asked in a tender tone, "are you okay, love?" Malik was warmed by the concern so she looked to him. "I-I've never done anything like this before." she admitted. "I'm scared." she looked a little ashamed.

Marik looked to the innocent tomb keeper with understanding. This wasn't going to be like any of his other one night stands. Malik was a virgin.

She had to be handled with care. Marik sighed and smiled softly. He was going to make sure Malik was comfortable. So he leaned forward and kissed Malik on the lips. "Don't be afraid. It will hurt at first, but it wont for too long, I promise, and if at any time you want to stop, I will." he said before delivering another kiss.

The two soon fell back onto the bed together entwined in a beautiful sweaty heap of love and lust. All the while Marik was rubbing his 'pride' against Malik's 'flower' making her squeal, in surprise. Once he felt that she was ready, Marik sat up a little and positioned himself at Malik's entrance. "are you ready love?" he asked. Malik looked to him with fear, then she slowly nodded. Little by little, Marik was able to fully burry himself into Malik.

"Ah!" she screamed as he buried himself deep into her. Tears prickled in the corners of her eyes, and she paused her breathing. She could feel him inside, filling her completely. She made a sudden gasp as he moved. She then heard her beloved speak, "relax Malik." he gave her a peck on the cheek, then pulled out slowly, then back in again.

His thrusts were slow and steady. For some time Malik thought that he was going to tear her in half from the inside out, but as he continued the pain began to fade and the pleasure started to take over completely. "Ooooh!- aaah! M-Marik…s-so good!" she moaned. "P-please…go f-faster!" Marik was panting hard from fighting back the urge to move faster, but thanks to Malik's please, he happily obliged. "with pleasure." he said, before ramming into her repeatedly.

Malik was entirely lost in pleasure as Marik sped up his thrusts. She had a death grip on his soft wild blonde hair as she moved her body with him. She had never known any feeling close to this. Nothing could've ever prepared her for it.

It brought stars to her eyes, and this wild side of her that she was never aware of.

Marik was feeling exactly the same way. Being with Malik like this was unlike anything he'd ever felt before. He has had women in his bed but this wasn't just any average, casual intercourse, this was something else. Something far more special; this was true, honest lovemaking. He never thought that he would have such a blissful encounter with any woman. He was so lost in pleasure that he just couldn't take it. Malik was so tight and warm. It was just perfect, everything was perfect. Their bodies moved in perfect synch, with each other. They both made the bed a beautiful squeaking mess, and they both held each other as close as they possibly could, with Marik on top, pulling Malik's head into his shoulder, and Malik underneath, wrapping her legs around Marik's waist pressing him deeper into her.

"Ha, Ha, Ha-Malik, I'm close." he panted. Malik had tears of mixed emotions running down her face as she responded, "I-I think I am too!-ha, ha, ha-Oh! W-what's this…?" she asked, slightly afraid. She was suddenly overcome with a massive amount of pleasure rising inside, making her stomach warm.. Soon Marik grabbed Malik's body and pulled her up.

He Brought her toward himself while still thrusting into her, making her head spin. The new position had Marik even deeper inside of his beautiful lover, bringing her even closer to completion. This made her walls tighten even more causing Marik to groan from the sudden constriction.

Marik kept thrusting into her over and over, until finally…their simultaneous orgasm hit, and the two went spiraling into full on euphoria.

Malik was soon engulfed in a wave of unbelievable pleasure. The two fell limp back onto the bed, only this time Marik fell backwards with a tired spent Malik on top of him.

The two then cuddled up under the covers ready to sleep once the afterglow had passed. Malik looked up to her love as he brought the sheets over her body. "That was amazing." she let out. Marik paused and looked down at the young tomb keeper. Her large purple eyes were glazed over, with content that warmed his heart. He smiled happily, pleased that he could satisfy his lovely lady. "I'm glad. You were quite wonderful for your first time." he reciprocated the compliment. Malik blushed profusely. She didn't know what to say to that.

"We should sleep now." he said. Malik then curled up to Marik ready to sleep. The silent bodyguard looked upon his half-asleep angel who had already closed her eyes, and gave her a small kiss to her temple. He then whispered softly right before sleep could take her, "I love you, Malik." then he too laid his head down to sleep. Malik spoke back sleepily, I love you too, Marik." the couple finally went to sleep without a care in the world, for they had already made their bond, and they were going to make it last.

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Meanwhile Jou had just finished the last of her chores. She was still thinking about what she had heard through the doors of council room earlier. It was likely that the Priest, Seto would hunt her down in order to get a straight answer out of her. It scared her to death what he might do if he got to her like earlier.

It also baffled her why he was staring at her so hard in those moments that he had stopped questioning her about what she witnessed. The cold Priest had given her that look before. That intense, piercing, almost interested gaze, that always left her wondering.

As she walked the halls pondering her dilemma, she heard a familiar high-pitched voice call out, "Jou!" she turned to see that it was Ryou. The whitenette was running toward her frantically. "Hello Ryou, what's the matter?" she asked concerned. The pale girl stopped about an inch away panting exasperatedly. "Have you seen Lady Yami anywhere?" she asked. Jou put a hand to her chin in thought, "Huh, not since this morning during the gathering." she said. Ryou sighed in disappointment. "However knowing her she's probably in the garden." said the blonde servant girl.

"Oh! Yes of course, thank you Jou!" she exclaimed before running off with glee. Jou was left standing there in confusion.

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In the garden Atem and Yami are found walking and conversing with each other. The troubled Pharaoh was confiding in the young noble about his self doubts and fears of failing to protect his subjects. Yami was a bit saddened to hear king speak in such despair. "If I cannot use this magic to fight this enemy, we could all be doomed." he said.

"I see." Yami responded. They then took a seat on one of the white marble benches. "Atem I wont say that I understand how you're feeling, for it would be a lie. I also cant say for certain what other people think of your leadership." Yami then paused with a sigh. "But what I can say for certain is that I believe in you." the young king looked up in surprise. "I know that whatever you have to do to save us, you will find a way." she said with confidence.

Atem looked to her with admiration, then turned his head downward. "How can you have so much faith in me?" he asked. "Because you've already protected us once before. Besides you will everyone's support, including mine." she responded. The Pharaoh was astounded by the noble girl's words. It warmed his heart to have such positive reassurance.

As he looked to the pale look-a-like of himself, he found himself entranced by her fair features as he had been before. She watched the sunset with content, as the young king brought a hand to her face, to gently push her bangs away so he could see her eyes.

The feelings that he had been exhibiting since he first began his friendship with the noble girl, were beginning show again. He was finally understanding what those feelings were This time he didn't try to hide it. Atem wanted to tell the young noble what his heart had been longing to tell her, and by the Gods- he wasn't going to pass up the chance now that he finally understood his feelings.

At this moment all that mattered was that he and Yami were here, together. It was as Marik had told him the day before; he had to enjoy whatever normality came to him. Being here with Yami was his normality, and he wasn't going to pass up the chance to make her his. He began caressing her face ever so softly rubbing her porcelain cheek, with his strong, gentle, tanned hand.

Yami was a little surprised by the action. She hadn't expected this sort of treatment from the young ruler. It made her blush as his fingers lightly brushed against her skin. "Miss Yami." said Atem. "Y-Yes pharaoh" she answered. "are you…do you have any suitors…at the moment?" he asked. Yami's blush deepened at the question. "No. I have none. Now that I think about it, no one has ever tried to court me before." she said. Atem smiled. He was relieved that the fair lady wasn't taken, but it baffled him how no one could want such a lovely and kind person like Yami.

"Then may I have the honor?" he asked holding one of the girl's hands. "W-what?" she asked startled by the question. "May I be the one to court you?" he clarified. Yami stayed silent for sometime blushing profusely, before finally saying "M-me!? Are-are you sure?" she questioned frantically.

Atem then held both of Yami's hands firmly yet gently. He smiled happily and said, "I was sure the first time I decided to walk with you here." he said. "I know for certain now that care for you, far more deeply than that of a friendship."

Yami was speechless. She had no idea that the Pharaoh had felt this way. She never would have thought in a million years that Atem would care about her this way. She searched her mind for words. "really?" she asked. "yes Lady Yami. I believe I've fallen in love with you." he said.

Yami was shocked. She had no idea how to respond. Her blush deepened as the Pharaoh asked again, "Would you like to be my lover Lady Yami?"

The young Noble had lost her breath for a second before she finally answered without hesitation, "Yes."

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To Be Continued…

Yes! Finally the confession. also I made up the song Yami was singing, I hope you like it.

Translation for the last part of the song;*You will be my love. Till next time loves!

Anjie-Kun Out!