Thank you for the reviews! I almost forgot to update today…anyway, Sakurelle gets a bit of love in this chapter…
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Chapter XXV
The rating system is a horrible thing, really. There is a furious debate as to what exactly is suitable for a T-rated story, Mary Sue parody or not, and what is not. But there are, I suppose, some things that are clear. Unfortunately. I mean, I would just love to describe how Sakurelle woke up in the morning because that is the way I start every scene or chapter in which she wakes up. But, seeing as she is lying next to a very hot and naked Atem, the detailed description might…cross some boundaries.
Whoa! Hold on a minute. Did I just mention myself? In this story? Whoa, isn't that, like, a self-insert? I would never, ever do a self-insert. That would involve me putting myself into the story the way I would like to be in my dreams: tall, beautiful, with red hair that is dyed with stripes, violet eyes, in love with Kaiba, in the arms of every hot male canon character, with my pen name as my real name…so if this really was a self-insert, such a character would be in here. So, until that happens, I think I'm in the clear.
Anyway, enough of that little digression. The Egyptian sun crept into the Pharaoh's chambers, pouring over the sheets that covered Atem and Sakurelle. Sakurelle opened her eyes and yawned. At this point she noticed some things that the author will refrain from mentioning, and she quietly edged away from the center of the bed and looked at the nearby window. The activities that she was supposed to complete came back into her head and she thought about the best way to go about starting the next scene.
Well, she thought. I could combine my exit from this scene with the entrance of the next one. Stumble out the window directly into the bathing quarters.
With one last look at Atem, she gracefully rolled out of bed and crawled over to the window frame, lifting up the glass. She peeked outside, hoping that no one would catch her leaving Atem's quarters. Then only did she realize that modern-style windows probably didn't exist in Ancient Egypt anyway, and so there would be no one guarding it if it didn't exist. But, then, she wondered why such a window was there if it shouldn't exist, but of course, being as intelligent as she is, she quickly came up with the solution that the author didn't want to research an alternative and therefore used this shortcut method.
Wow, wasting paragraphs just keeps getting easier and easier…Sakurelle giggled and climbed out of the window. And coincidentally, her feet hit water immediately. Though she could swear the water wasn't there a few paragraphs ago…
Sakurelle noticed that it wasn't just a puddle of water at her feet; it was a long pool, stretching across the entire "backyard" of the palace. It was still early morning (yes, ignoring the fact that the sun was high enough to flood Atem's room) and so Sakurelle decided to take a small rest in the pool. Fully clothed in a miniskirt and bright red top, of course. Not that she would catch anyone's attention with that outfit.
"Sakurelle! Hey! Look over here!" The redhead glanced across the pool, trying to find the owner of the voice that had spoken her name. She saw Seth standing in the center of the pool, one hand on his waist while the other was over his head, waving. Sakurelle narrowed her eyes.
"I don't remember actually telling you my name…" she called back, wading over to him. Apparently it didn't concern her that her clothes were getting wet and that the narration hadn't even begun to describe Seth's state of apparel. Or lack thereof.
Oops. Sakurelle took a better look. That was right. In less than twenty-four hours, she had encountered yet another hot and naked male character. At least, she supposed he was naked. He could have been wearing a towel underwater (which would then be a hint that she was supposed to seductively deprive him of said towel) but that was unlikely.
Sakurelle cautiously stopped a few feet from Seth, confused. Kaiba was her modern boyfriend, so romancing with his ancient counterpart shouldn't cause any damage. And she had already slept with…correction, slept beside Atem anyway.
"Does it really take that long to put your arms around me?" Seth asked, tilting his head to the side. Sakurelle blinked.
"What?" she asked. Seth sighed.
"The Plot! Hello! You, as the Mary Sue, have to do something that will cause you to blush."
"If I blush without putting my arms around you, does that count?" Seth laughed at her question.
"Wow…I can't believe you! In the modern part of this story, you aren't the least bit reluctant to do whatever with Kaiba, and all of a sudden you're shy? I wonder what you're going to do when…" Seth trailed off. Sakurelle leaned forward.
"Do when what?" she asked. Seth smiled mischievously.
"You haven't seen anything yet, Sakurelle. Trust me."
"This is my Plot! You can't just not tell me what's going on!"
"Yes I can. It's called foreshadowing." Sakurelle scowled, beautifully, crossing her arms and staring at Seth's body instead of his face. Seth returned her glare with an amused smirk. Sakurelle continued to glare. Seth continued to smirk. Finally, Sakurelle gracefully threw up her hands with an elegant but exasperated sigh.
"Fine! Whatever. If you can't tell me what's going to happen in the near future, can you at least 'foreshadow' what is going to happen later in the Plot? I just discovered that Malik and Bakura are trying to use me to gain the Millennium Items and the fourth God Card. Everyone knows that disaster will befall the world unless I do something about it. And now, it's too late to stop the Millennium Items from appearing, but maybe I can still stop the God Card." Sakurelle stopped, watching Seth. He didn't move, and that silly smirk was still plastered to his face. "Do you know what's going to happen at the end of the Plot?"
"Of course," Seth finally replied. "I'm the author's favorite character, and therefore the most knowledgeable. But I can't tell you…that's cheating."
"Can't you foreshadow something?" Sakurelle cried. Seth thought for a moment. He narrowed his eyes.
"Beware the white-haired one," he warned. "For now. And beware my betrayal, in both worlds." Sakurelle raised her eyebrows.
"The white-haired one? Bakura? And what do you mean your betrayal." Seth shrugged.
"I can't tell you. You're smart; you have to figure it out. Now can you quickly hug me, or the later parts of the subplot won't work as well." Sakurelle raised an eyebrow.
"I will – on one condition, however. Tell me what I have to do before Bakura seduces me, because I know that's the next major thing you've fitted into my schedule." Seth shrugged.
"I guess there's no harm in that. You have to appear at a small ball-type party held at the palace this evening, in which you have to further romance with Atem while I watch from the shadows in jealousy." Sakurelle rolled her eyes.
"Another one?" she asked.
"Be glad it's only one. Anyway, for the sake of our readers, we're going to omit a lot of time passing with one of those little separator symbols. However, we're going to do it in such a way that people can assume something happened between us in all that time."
Sakurelle backed up. "Whoa! Wait! What kind of 'something'?" She didn't get a response. Seth smiled mischievously, closing the gap between them before Sakurelle could even blink. He took her waist and brought her closer, his lips against hers as he spoke.
"Nothing you won't enjoy…" he whispered.
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Quite a few hours later, just as Seth had revealed, there was a party at the Pharaoh's palace. Now, there is no way the author can guarantee that everything that's about to happen in the upcoming paragraphs is accurate with respect to Ancient Egyptian traditions, but we can all pretend can't we?
When Sakurelle had finished doing whatever it was hinted that she was doing with Seth in the pool, she found her way inside the palace, dazed and a little breathless. There, Atem met her once again, completely oblivious to her condition, and asked her to accompany him to the ball. Without thinking, she said yes. Then the rest of the evening before the party she spent in the hands of maids who dressed her up, giving her an intense feeling of déjà vu.
Atem then met up with her and remarked that she looked "stunning" in her long, white Egyptian dress decorated with silver, turquoise, and amber. Yes, the description is short, and you would have noticed an overall decline in the description of the Sue. It's because the Plot has suddenly become "ominously important".
After that little scene, Atem took Sakurelle's arm and led her into the main room, and all the guests at the party stared at her in awe, believing her to be Atem's bride or something of that nature. Sakurelle was a little annoyed at the whole situation, but Atem seemed to be a much better host than Kaiba was. He led her around and allowed her to play interesting games. One of which was called Spin the Scarab, in which a person spun a small stone scarab until it stopped. The spinner had to kiss whomever the scarab head pointed to at that point.
This was the romantic thing that Seth had been talking about. Naturally, Sakurelle spun the scarab after everyone politely insisted and it pointed towards Atem. Once again, she was forced into "romancing" with an Ancient Egyptian character even though she was pretty loyal to Kaiba. Well, Atem kissed her as she was thinking about her loyalty, and everyone clapped.
At this point, there were three figures to note in the room. Yes, I'm asking you to pay attention to someone other than Sakurelle. The first of these is Teana, who is quite in love with Atem and quite angry with Sakurelle for stealing her man. The second is Seth, who also was quite in love – with Sakurelle – and also quite angry – with Atem –, for stealing his woman. Then there was a white-haired stranger whose identity was obviously not obvious, and he somehow knew what the two aforementioned jealous people were thinking, and was already planning how to use that to his advantage.
Thus, you get the following scene.
Sakurelle left the party early, claiming that she was "not well". Atem, concerned, immediately bid two maids to lead her to her chambers. Sakurelle let them take her to the room, but when they offered to help her undress, she dismissed them politely. She stood outside the room, pausing for reflection. She felt like she had been disloyal to Kaiba, even though she didn't really have much of a say how Seth and Atem treated her. Oh well, time to move on.
Sakurelle entered the room cautiously. She closed the door behind her and made her way to the bed. However, she stopped and nearly screamed when she realized that someone was waiting for her.
"Hello, princess," the stranger said seductively. Sakurelle looked around for a weapon and found a candlestick. She picked it up cautiously and approached the man. He was sitting at the edge of her bed, wearing a long brown cloak and hood.
"Who are you?" she asked bravely. The man chuckled seductively. Then, he looked up at her seductively, stood up seductively and approached her…seductively. Sakurelle couldn't help but be seduced into dropping her candlestick as he drew closer, seductively.
"You should recognize me, Sakurelle," he purred in a seducing manner. He stepped so close that Sakurelle could smell his seducing aroma. He placed a hand seductively on her shoulder and eased her shoulder strap down while licking his lips seductively. Now, even though Sakurelle was usually the one doing the seducing, she couldn't help but actually be seduced this time. So, she drowsily nodded and leaned back as the stranger planted a kiss on her collarbone, seductively, as she moaned.
"I…still…don't know…who…you are," Sakurelle whispered breathlessly as the stranger pulled back with a satisfied, seductive smile. He raised his hands to his hood and pulled back the covering, revealing his white hair. A small flicker of a warning sped through Sakurelle's head, but it vanished as the man pulled her close and held her to his chest while whispering – again, seductively – in her ear.
"I am the Thief King Bakura, and I obviously have nothing better to do than seduce you. Now, pay close attention as I seduce you further into agreeing with whatever I say." With a quick motion, he pulled her down onto the bed as she gasped, holding her arms pressed against the mattress and hovering over her.
"T-rated…" Sakurelle warned meekly before Bakura leaned down and pressed his lips against her neck.
"I know…" he said, amused and seductive, "…but that doesn't mean I don't get a fair share in what Seth and Atem have already gotten to do…"
"They-," Sakurelle didn't get to finish as Bakura kissed her passionately. He pulled back and smiled seductively, but at this point Sakurelle had officially lost all coherency.
"That's a good girl," he said. "Now…we'll just wait a little longer and once Teana has completed her job, like I asked, we can make our way to the main chamber."
Sakurelle closed her eyes. "You…talking…to…Teana…"
"Yes, I caught her jealous stares and therefore persuaded her to join my cause. Now, she just has to talk to Seth and Atem and everything will go according to my plan."
"Oh…" Sakurelle tensed as Bakura rubbed his cheek against her neckline, purring seductively into her ear. "What are you…"
"Patience." Bakura released one of Sakurelle's wrists and traced the waistline of her skirt. He then waited for the scene to end so that he could do whatever he wanted without worrying about the stupid rating system – if the author would let him, that is.
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How many stories have I read in which Bakura is seducing someone? Now seriously! I think he has better things to do. Anyway, my next update will be February 5th (which happens to be my dad's birthday). Please review.