I Just Can't Help Myself...Part Two: Imhotep
Her mouth hung open as she stared at the landscape before her. A mischievous gleam came into her eyes and she ran toward the statue of Anubis. "This is where those Brits found Imhotep...supposedly," she smirked and laughed, feeling foolish for even thinking something like that could be true. She spotted a small opening and managed to wiggle her body through, entering the space beneath the statue. A voice floated to Kiki's ears. A man's voice. She curiously, but cautiously began walking in the direction of the voice. Kiki took a deep breath and peered around the corner where the voice had come from. A tall man stood in the center of the room. He wore a black robe and three dead men were sprawled at his feet by a chest. "No...it can't be..." Kiki whispered, stunned. The man turned and faced her. Imhotep! His dark eyebrows raised at the site of Kiki, dark eyes boring into hers. Kiki let out a small gasp and stumbled backward as Imhotep approached her. "Who might you be?" He smirked and lifted her drooping chin with one hand. The smirk dropped off his face when their eyes locked. "Ki...Kiara Grant," she murmured quietly. "What brings you to my home, Kiara?" Kiki nervously twisted her fingers, wondering what might happen to her. "I...I came here to explore. My tour guides left me in the desert to die," she began to back away slowly. "Why do you back away?" Kiki prepared to flee. "I don't want to die!" A sob escaped her throat and she took of running through the passageway.
Kiki ran as fast as she could and then slammed head first into a dead end. Imhotep sailed toward Kiki, emitting a soft chuckle. The girl actually had thought he would hurt her. The moment he had laid eyes on her, he knew she was special and would not harm her. Imhotep gently picked Kiki's unconscious body off the dusty ground.
Kiki's eyelids fluttered open about an hour later. She gazed up into the dark eyes of Imhotep and bolted up from where she lay. "Wha...what happened?" He had wrapped his robe around Kiki to keep her warm. "You ran into a wall, Kiara." He gestured toward her head, which he had bandaged. "Thank you," she murmured quietly. "Where do you come from, Kiara?" A faint smile crept across her lips as she thought about home. "I'm from Rochester, New York. In America." He looked puzzled at her words. "Um, America is across the sea." He nodded as if he understood. "You don't seem evil, like the tales we've heard from the O'Connells." Imhotep scowled at those words but ended the conversation on that subject. "You are not afraid," he said, making a statment instead of asking a question. Kiki lifted her chin and looked into his eyes. "I'm not afraid," she said, a sweet smile playing on her lips. Imhotep smiled back and bowed his head to kiss her. Kiki's eyes closed as she savored the kiss.
Night fell and Kiki quietly climbed out and sat in the sand to watch the stars. She was terribly confused about what was happening, after all she was falling in love with a three thousand year old mummy! But how could something that felt so right be so wrong? Kiki sighed, a single tear sliding down her cheek. Her eyes flickered to the sky, where the stars looked like diamonds sparkling against a velvet carpet. Her eyelids began to droop and her body slid into the sand.
Warm rays of golden sunshine burned Kiki's eyelids as she slowly awoke the next morning. Imhotep was nowhere to be seen. Tears of sadness stung her eyes as she clumsily got to her feet. She thought he cared about her and would be here in the morning. Kiki grabbed her pack and began to trudge through the sand. "Kiara," a husky voice said behind her. Kiki's eyes lit up with joy. She had never been so happy to hear someone say her name. "Imhotep!" She spun around and he stood there, watching her. "I thought you had left," she said quietly, tears filling her eyes again. His eyebrows flew up in surprise. "Left? But why?" She shook her head wordlessly. He took a few large strides toward Kiki and wrapped his arms around her. "I would not leave you," his dark eyes searched hers. "We shall go to Ahm-Shere to wake the Scorpion King once again. You and I will rule the world...together." Kiki wasn't sure what to think about waking the Scorpion King but she truly cared for Imhotep and would stand by his side.
Kiki swayed in the saddle of a bay Arabian mare as she and Imhotep headed toward Ahm-Shere. Every so often she'd glance over at him, amazed. He was so handsome, so wonderful. But she didn't want him to fight the Scorpion King. "Kiara? We stop here tonight," Imhotep stopped the stallion he was riding. She nodded and slid from the saddle. He took the reins from her hands, to her surprise. "I can take care of the horse," she protested. He shook his head and led the horses off. Kiki pitched a tent and crawled inside. She pulled a shimmery nightgown over her head and let her long dark hair tumble down her shoulders. A strong hand touched her shoulder, sending a wave of shivers up her spine. Kiki spun around and looked into the dark eyes of Imhotep. "Kiara..." he whispered. Her whole body trembled as he placed his hands on her hips and pulled her close. Kiki closed her eyes as his lips pressed against hers. Her eyes fluttered open and she was looking into Imhotep's face, a smile flickering across his lips. She smiled back and rested her head against his bare chest, savoring the feeling of his arms around her.
Kiki ran a brush through her hair as she and Imhotep prepared to continue on their journey to Ahm-Shere. Still days away from the oasis, she was worried about dangers that could lie ahead in the desert. Imhotep gently boosted her into the saddle of her bay mare, then climbed into his. Kiki had owned a pony as a child and was a fairly good rider. She nudged the mare with her heels and she smoothly galloped ahead. As Kiki's horse flew ahead of Imohtep and his stallion, he raised an eyebrow at her. Kiki flashed him a grin and kept on going. She pulled back on the mare's reins and was riding by Imhotep's side. "You are a good rider, Kiara," he stated. Kiki nodded and patted the mare's neck. "I had a pony of my own as a child. I used to ride all the time." Dusk was falling once more, so they decided to set up camp.
"Why? Why the hell am I letting myself fall for him?" grumbled Kiki, tossing in her sleeping bag. She closed her eyes and her mind was clouded with thoughts of Imhotep with his arms around her, the feeling of his lips against hers, the way when he smiled, the smile slowly crept across his face. He stirred up emotions inside of her she had never felt before. Kiki opened her eyes and listened. She heard footsteps coming toward her tent. The canvas door of the tent opened and Imhotep entered. Kiki closed her eyes again, pretending she was asleep, wondering what he would do. He kneeled down next to her, tracing the curve of her face with a finger. He leaned down and kissed her softly. "I love you," he whispered in a husky voice. "I love you too," she whispered back, sitting up. Imhotep looked at her, surprised. Kiki leaned over and gave him a quick peck on the lips. He smiled and embraced her. Kiki snuggled close to him, feeling safe in his arms. Imhotep lifted her chin, cupping it with his hand. "I love you, Kiara. I never want to be without you." "We'll never be apart. Ever. I'm yours for all eternity." Her dark eyes flickered across his face, a feeling of love and passion overwhelming her. He kissed her again, this time with more intensity and heat. His hands gripped her shoulders, fingers running across her arms, making her body quiver. Kiki sighed softly, wishing they could stay like this forever.
Her mouth hung open as she stared at the landscape before her. A mischievous gleam came into her eyes and she ran toward the statue of Anubis. "This is where those Brits found Imhotep...supposedly," she smirked and laughed, feeling foolish for even thinking something like that could be true. She spotted a small opening and managed to wiggle her body through, entering the space beneath the statue. A voice floated to Kiki's ears. A man's voice. She curiously, but cautiously began walking in the direction of the voice. Kiki took a deep breath and peered around the corner where the voice had come from. A tall man stood in the center of the room. He wore a black robe and three dead men were sprawled at his feet by a chest. "No...it can't be..." Kiki whispered, stunned. The man turned and faced her. Imhotep! His dark eyebrows raised at the site of Kiki, dark eyes boring into hers. Kiki let out a small gasp and stumbled backward as Imhotep approached her. "Who might you be?" He smirked and lifted her drooping chin with one hand. The smirk dropped off his face when their eyes locked. "Ki...Kiara Grant," she murmured quietly. "What brings you to my home, Kiara?" Kiki nervously twisted her fingers, wondering what might happen to her. "I...I came here to explore. My tour guides left me in the desert to die," she began to back away slowly. "Why do you back away?" Kiki prepared to flee. "I don't want to die!" A sob escaped her throat and she took of running through the passageway.
Kiki ran as fast as she could and then slammed head first into a dead end. Imhotep sailed toward Kiki, emitting a soft chuckle. The girl actually had thought he would hurt her. The moment he had laid eyes on her, he knew she was special and would not harm her. Imhotep gently picked Kiki's unconscious body off the dusty ground.
Kiki's eyelids fluttered open about an hour later. She gazed up into the dark eyes of Imhotep and bolted up from where she lay. "Wha...what happened?" He had wrapped his robe around Kiki to keep her warm. "You ran into a wall, Kiara." He gestured toward her head, which he had bandaged. "Thank you," she murmured quietly. "Where do you come from, Kiara?" A faint smile crept across her lips as she thought about home. "I'm from Rochester, New York. In America." He looked puzzled at her words. "Um, America is across the sea." He nodded as if he understood. "You don't seem evil, like the tales we've heard from the O'Connells." Imhotep scowled at those words but ended the conversation on that subject. "You are not afraid," he said, making a statment instead of asking a question. Kiki lifted her chin and looked into his eyes. "I'm not afraid," she said, a sweet smile playing on her lips. Imhotep smiled back and bowed his head to kiss her. Kiki's eyes closed as she savored the kiss.
Night fell and Kiki quietly climbed out and sat in the sand to watch the stars. She was terribly confused about what was happening, after all she was falling in love with a three thousand year old mummy! But how could something that felt so right be so wrong? Kiki sighed, a single tear sliding down her cheek. Her eyes flickered to the sky, where the stars looked like diamonds sparkling against a velvet carpet. Her eyelids began to droop and her body slid into the sand.
Warm rays of golden sunshine burned Kiki's eyelids as she slowly awoke the next morning. Imhotep was nowhere to be seen. Tears of sadness stung her eyes as she clumsily got to her feet. She thought he cared about her and would be here in the morning. Kiki grabbed her pack and began to trudge through the sand. "Kiara," a husky voice said behind her. Kiki's eyes lit up with joy. She had never been so happy to hear someone say her name. "Imhotep!" She spun around and he stood there, watching her. "I thought you had left," she said quietly, tears filling her eyes again. His eyebrows flew up in surprise. "Left? But why?" She shook her head wordlessly. He took a few large strides toward Kiki and wrapped his arms around her. "I would not leave you," his dark eyes searched hers. "We shall go to Ahm-Shere to wake the Scorpion King once again. You and I will rule the world...together." Kiki wasn't sure what to think about waking the Scorpion King but she truly cared for Imhotep and would stand by his side.
Kiki swayed in the saddle of a bay Arabian mare as she and Imhotep headed toward Ahm-Shere. Every so often she'd glance over at him, amazed. He was so handsome, so wonderful. But she didn't want him to fight the Scorpion King. "Kiara? We stop here tonight," Imhotep stopped the stallion he was riding. She nodded and slid from the saddle. He took the reins from her hands, to her surprise. "I can take care of the horse," she protested. He shook his head and led the horses off. Kiki pitched a tent and crawled inside. She pulled a shimmery nightgown over her head and let her long dark hair tumble down her shoulders. A strong hand touched her shoulder, sending a wave of shivers up her spine. Kiki spun around and looked into the dark eyes of Imhotep. "Kiara..." he whispered. Her whole body trembled as he placed his hands on her hips and pulled her close. Kiki closed her eyes as his lips pressed against hers. Her eyes fluttered open and she was looking into Imhotep's face, a smile flickering across his lips. She smiled back and rested her head against his bare chest, savoring the feeling of his arms around her.
Kiki ran a brush through her hair as she and Imhotep prepared to continue on their journey to Ahm-Shere. Still days away from the oasis, she was worried about dangers that could lie ahead in the desert. Imhotep gently boosted her into the saddle of her bay mare, then climbed into his. Kiki had owned a pony as a child and was a fairly good rider. She nudged the mare with her heels and she smoothly galloped ahead. As Kiki's horse flew ahead of Imohtep and his stallion, he raised an eyebrow at her. Kiki flashed him a grin and kept on going. She pulled back on the mare's reins and was riding by Imhotep's side. "You are a good rider, Kiara," he stated. Kiki nodded and patted the mare's neck. "I had a pony of my own as a child. I used to ride all the time." Dusk was falling once more, so they decided to set up camp.
"Why? Why the hell am I letting myself fall for him?" grumbled Kiki, tossing in her sleeping bag. She closed her eyes and her mind was clouded with thoughts of Imhotep with his arms around her, the feeling of his lips against hers, the way when he smiled, the smile slowly crept across his face. He stirred up emotions inside of her she had never felt before. Kiki opened her eyes and listened. She heard footsteps coming toward her tent. The canvas door of the tent opened and Imhotep entered. Kiki closed her eyes again, pretending she was asleep, wondering what he would do. He kneeled down next to her, tracing the curve of her face with a finger. He leaned down and kissed her softly. "I love you," he whispered in a husky voice. "I love you too," she whispered back, sitting up. Imhotep looked at her, surprised. Kiki leaned over and gave him a quick peck on the lips. He smiled and embraced her. Kiki snuggled close to him, feeling safe in his arms. Imhotep lifted her chin, cupping it with his hand. "I love you, Kiara. I never want to be without you." "We'll never be apart. Ever. I'm yours for all eternity." Her dark eyes flickered across his face, a feeling of love and passion overwhelming her. He kissed her again, this time with more intensity and heat. His hands gripped her shoulders, fingers running across her arms, making her body quiver. Kiki sighed softly, wishing they could stay like this forever.
