By Aiko Hotaru

I do not own SM or Yu-Gi-Oh! But I do own the cards I create and the character, Maat as well…JA!

Violet purple met dark purple as two people looked into each other's souls. Each set of eyes held pain, hurt and loss as well as something unseen by those who had not felt it. A feeling only the lucky feel…

Maat quivered slightly, rising up even more to adjust her gaze on the Pharaoh she knew as Yama. "Maat…. Is…Is it really you?" Yami Yugi stated, hands drawn towards her. She shook her head, fearing what was already beginning. Her heart pounded against her chest, breaking the bounds of normal thought. As she stood up, she could feel the silk upon her knees and legs and arms moving with her, flexing against a shallow breeze and her own muscles. She sighed, emotions beginning to flow through her. "Pharaoh Yama…" She bowed low, her hair falling over one side of her shoulder, eyes stuck down to her golden sandals.

Yami Yugi watched the girl before him bow. She heard her low whisper of his former title. He could feel the girl's power, her energy, and her life force throughout the area. She was really there. Really with him at the very moment he needed her. Really alive….

FLASHBACK

A tiny child ran through the doors past the statues of the Harpies Ladies, hiding from an enraged priestess. The child had long raven hair that reached her lower elbows pulled into a tiny ponytail with a single feather of white. She wore simple Egyptian style nightshirt and a set of dark purple pants. Her shoes were the same color of her pants as well. The purple eyes of the child were so filled with carefree mirth and laughter, and as the small one turned to look over her shoulder to see if the priestess was still behind her, she didn't see the figure. In an instant two children were on the floor.

Yama, Prince of Egypt glared at the small girl who had dared to knock him over. A gasp came from his nanny monster that protected him. The other guardian monster, The Dark Magician, lifted the girl like a rag doll and set her on her feet. Wide and scared purple eyes looked up at Yama as he rose with the help of the Nanny Monster, the Mystical Elf. He glared down hard at the young child before him. Yama always had this adult aura around him. "Princess Maatana! Princess!" A shrill voice yelled from behind them. The group turned to see a monster running down the hall. The monster looked a great deal like the Celtic Guardian only with brown hair and simpler clothing and a staff instead of a sword. "Amazon Elf…" Yama identified the woman. Next to the monster woman was a very annoyed looking blonde haired woman. "Prince Yama…Please forgive Princess Maatana for any trouble she might have caused you." The woman bowed. The Amazon Elf brushed past the Dark Magician and grabbed the girl's hand. The girl made a funny face, then stuck out her tongue and spoke in a strange language Yama did not know.

In a monsters Ancient Tongue the child spoke to the monster. "How come I got stuck with Miss-Stuck-Up-Jerk-of-a-priestess huh? She's no fun! Can't we go and find Kaiba and tease him some more?" The two female monsters broke out in giggles. The Dark Magician smirked and translated to Yama by whispering in his ear. Yama laughed as well, his violet eyes red with tears of laughter spurting from them. "She is forgiven as soon as I learn her name." Yama stated when he calmed down. "I'm Princess Maatana of the Southern Kingdom!" The tiny child crossed her arms over her chest. "Humph. I'm Prince Yama of the Northern Kingdom of Egypt." The girl stuck her tongue out at him. "SO WHAT!" The prince became very red faced with anger and embarrassment. "Oh…You're going to get it!" He made a move to grab her. Little Maatana raced away before her own guardians and his could grab her. Yama laughing along the way as he chased her. The Amazon Elf, Mystical Elf and the Dark Magician watched them leave through the doors, the poor priestess still following after the children. "Come back your majesties!" Squealed the priestess. When all was gone the three broke into chuckles.

Yama brought himself back to reality as he stared at Maat. "You're alive…" He whispered, somewhat relieved. He watched her, still there bowing before him; an uneasy feeling crept inside of his gut feelings and along his spin. "Maat?" He questioned. The girl made no motion to move or leave her position.

FLASHBACK!

Maatana quietly ate her dinner with the Pharaoh as she strained to understand what her mother and he were speaking about. It was only earlier that she had met the boy who sat across from her now. He constantly used his magical powers to throw some of the green small food at her. In exchange she would use her own powers to defend herself or to launch an attack with some of the ugly brown biscuit crumbs. "Everyone!" The Pharaoh rose quickly, taking the Queen of the Southern Egyptian Kingdom's hand and assisting her. "It has been decided that Crown Princess Maatana of the Southern Kingdom shall wed to my son, First Crown Prince Yama of the Northern Kingdom of Rah and Egypt, when the two reach the age." He announced. The children looked startled at their parents and then at each other. Both then fell out of their chairs and into dead faints on the floor.

ANOTHER FLASHBACK

Maatana wore a golden white silk gown. Her young face etched with a strange mixture of emotions as she walked along the palace's area. It was the 9th year of her engagement to Prince Yama, and as it ended, her marriage would begin. She'd be 14 the next cold season, the age of marriage according to the laws of Rah. Sighing, the girl clutched her knees to her chest. She'd seen Yama on a few occasions in public, but had never the chance to meet him in private. Would he be a good husband, or cruel, like her father had been to her mother before the Pharaoh of the Northern Kingdom and Exodia had done something about it. She couldn't even remember her father, or her mother. Both were gone, father dead in battle, mother dead from disease 7 years prior. "I am the Pharaohess of the Southern Kingdom…Why do I fear this challenge?" She whispered to herself. "Same reason I do…" A cool voice behind her spoke. Swiftly she turned, eyes locking with Pharaoh Yama's for an instant. "You're highness…." She bowed her head. "Princess Maatana." He bowed as well. She smiled. "I am Maat…please call me by that name." She scooted over making room for the young boy. He sat down next to her, enjoying the heat of the sun, Rah. "Then by all means, call me Yami." Soon a conversation broke out among the two…

Yami Yugi bent down next to her, his eyes soft as he traced a hand over her soft raven hair. "Maat…You're alive…" He repeated to himself. "Yes, Pharaoh Yama." The girl's voice was hard and cold. "Maat?" He whispered. "What happened? Tell me!" He demanded. "Don't YOU remember, My Pharaoh…" She stated, eyes locking with his in a moment of pure anguish.

TBC….