Secret: Enjoy this chapter! Hope it's not too long.

Me: remember the THING we talked about…

Secret: oh yeah. ^_^ The disclaimer.

Disclaimer: No one owns Yugioh, Secret owns herself, Yamachan owns herself, Secret owns the millennium bracelet an-

Me: do not! It's mine!

Disclaimer: don't argue with me.

Me: …a talking disclaimer * runs around screaming like a maniac *

Disclaimer: -_-' * sigh * and secret does not own the idea for this. Shay and her yami Sai do. It was their/shay's idea to put the story of her yami (Sai) on ff.net. And being kind, they let secret use the idea. (But the stories are very different.)

~*~Yami's POV~*~

I hoped she would come around soon. I looked at her lifeless body. It was so pale and she was so still. Even her breathing was soft. I had been so concentrated on my desires I had totally forgotten about her strength. She probably hadn't eaten. I knew that for sure. Only people who were considered any class got fed. I decided to get her some food for when she would wake.

I walked back to the door. "Qaseem?" "He is off duty sire, what is it you desire?" "Bring me…" What was I asking for? I already ate. Oh well. "A night meal." "Are you sure sire?" He asked me. Obviously the same thought had struck him. I was losing my patience with these fools. "Are you questioning me?" He went wide eyed and fell backwards. "N-n-no Pharaoh, r-r-r-right away!!" And he jogged off towards the kitchens. I sighed. "Guards…" I stood next to the door, and I didn't realize there was another guard standing there looking at me. What was he looking at?

I glanced at myself. Oh…I didn't have a shirt. I guess no one ever saw Pharaohs half-naked. (A/n: -_-) I waited and every…2 seconds or so glanced at my dancer. Her color was slowly returning. But I knew it wouldn't return completely unless she filled her stomach. Then the lazy guard who dared to question my authority came back as he had left. In a hurry and in a sweat. "H-h-h-here ss-s-s-sire…" He handed me a tray. How much did he think I ate? I had half a mind to ask him if he thought I was obese.

I shook my head. I was worried that's all. I didn't act like this. I decided to at least TRY to be nice. The key word being try. "Yes. Now leave." Wasn't working out very well. That was as nice as I was going to be to anyone right now. I slowly walked back to my enormous bed and set the tray on it. Away from her, so that if she moved, nothing would spill.

I waited and waited and waited…and waited. No sign of anything. I decided to lie down. I set the food next to the water bowl I had ordered earlier. I lied down next to her. Her hair was in her eyes, and that bothered people during sleep didn't it? I brushed it off. I turned my face towards the ceiling. How long was this going to take? I looked over at the meal before me. It was either my imagination, or the food was spoiling. Probably my imagination. And then finally, after what seemed like centuries, she stirred.

~*~Secret's POV~*~

My eyes flickered. I couldn't make sense of what I was seeing. There was the smell of grapes…pomegranates, dates…food. And there was also a person. Who was I kidding? I might have passed out but I knew where I was. In the Pharaoh's room, and by the softness underneath me, the Pharaoh's bed. I remembered what had happened. I was dancing, and I had fainted. How humiliating. Right in front of my king. THE king.

I moved my hand, but rather clumsily, touching the Pharaoh's chest. Huh? He was lying down next to me? Oh this is great. Oh, this is just great. So what else could happen? I thought to myself as I quickly moved my hand away, blushing. I sat straight up. "Are you all right dancer?" "Well enough, my king, to continue. Forgive me for the delay." I said half-expecting a punishment for stopping. "Don't be foolish. Eat." Not a man of many words. "Umm…" I replied stupidly. "Take." He put the silver tray in front of me.

I changed my position until I was sitting Indian-style on his bed. I looked at the food. Grapes. I smiled. I loved grapes. They smelled so fresh. Mmmm…and so delicious. But…they weren't mine. I pushed it away. "I'm…I'm…not hungry." I lied. He saw right through me. "You lie to me dancer. Is that why you had fainted at my feet?" I gulped.

What was I suppose to say? The truth I guess. "This…These…Those…It's not mine." I said finally and looked down at my lap. He edged over, closer to me. "What's mine is yours." "I can not!" He smirked.

"And why can't you?" "Because…I can't return the favor my liege." "Didn't I tell you? What's mine…is yours." "No Pharaoh…these were picked for you. I'm just…a nothing. A female. If anyone had found out I was even in your private chambers the-" "Very well then, if you are afraid to have someone find out, we shall keep you…secret." I felt like laughing, but it wasn't happening. But he wasn't going to give up so easily. He used the same idea I was hoping he wasn't going to use.

"I command you to eat to you're heart's desire." I sighed. "You win, Pharaoh. I'll eat." I stretched my hand forward and plucked a grape. I placed it in my mouth. The sense of taste was lost to me for some time, and my mouth flooded. I sighed in content and smiled. Who knew food had power?

"A smile. Rare from you my little secret." Great. Another name for me. Better than 'dancer' though, I had to admit. He moved closer to me and copied my style of sitting. Then he moved even closer. What was he doing? He kept moving forward until he was sitting right next to me and our knees were touching. I blushed. I glanced over at him, and to my surprise he was blushing too. I refused to eat. I shook my head.

"I've had my fill. I thank you dear Pharaoh." "1 grapes sustains you?" I nodded. "It's enough for me. It is a feast compared to the food I get everyday." I crinkled my nose. He cared about me, but hadn't made sure I was treated properly or fed properly or clothed properly. Gee… I could see how much he cared for me. "I order you to eat." I was hoping he'd say that so I could wipe his smug look off his face.

"You wanted me to eat till my heart's desire. I have done that. There is nothing more you can do." He frowned. "Smarter than you look little secret." I smirked in response. I looked out the window. From the moon's position, I could tell it was very late. "I must leave my king." I said as I was getting up. He held my hand.

"Don't go…" He had…this look. Not like the little kittens that would come in the kitchens occasionally, and you'd just melt because of their hungry faces, or the look you get from a child. Another look I had never seen before. Curse his charm. I stayed, but he didn't let go of my hand. Did I want him to let go? Not really…maybe he could hold it for a little longer…if he wished.

"Wonderful." He said simply, and he moved in front of me. He was still grasping my hand, rather tightly…I might add.

~*~Yami's POV~*~

Didn't she get it yet? Or…did she not return my feelings. No she had to. I would make her. I sighed mentally. Yeah right, how could I force her to love me? That's not what I wanted anyways. I wanted her to feel the same way I did about her. It was her decision, and I would be happy with whatever she decided to do. Still, I'd be SLIGHTLY happier if she would just kiss me…

~*~ Secret's POV~*~

What was I suppose to do now? Go for it. That was my selfishness talking. My selfish part wanted to get with him. How could I do that? I was a servant. He was a king. You never used those two words in the same sentence. What was so great about me anyways? If he liked my dances, I could just dance for him. That wasn't so hard. Move my arms, then my hips. La-di-da I was over with. I was lost in thought until I heard heavy breathing. I snapped back to find him inches away from my lips. "Sweet secret of mine…"

He said holding both my hands, with his, up to our faces, which weren't very far. I looked down. If I was to refuse him, I was to not look into his perfect eyes. Easier said than done. "Look at me secret." No, no, was not suppose to look was not suppose to look was not suppose to look. I looked. Big mistake. His eyes were right there. I shut mine. Yes, this was much better. I couldn't see anything. "Tell me secret, what are you thinking about?"

Was he changing the subject? Had he accepted rejection? Or was he…nope he was still in my face. I decided to answer. "I'm thinking…about you." Even though my eyes were shut tight, I knew for a fact he was smiling. "Pharaoh…" I spoke to him softly. "What you want…what you feel…what you're thinking…it can't come true. I can't…you can't…WE can't…" I opened my eyes a slit. "Possibly…" a little more… "Have this…" Now my eyes were fully open and I was lost in his…I couldn't even remember what I was talking about. "Rela…" he inched closer. "tionshi-" I got cut off because he kissed me.

~*~ Yamachan's POV~*~

"YOU KISSED THE PHARAOH?" I shouted. How did that happen? Wait…I knew how it happened. How sudden, yet sweet. I would have never thought about it. Well, at least why her name was the way it was…at least that part was clear. She tried to quiet me down. It worked. A slap can do that sometimes. "Ow…" "SHHHHH!!! You want to tell the whole world?" "Geez…sorry." She ignored me and continued.

~*~Secret's POV~*~

Stupid hikari…

I sat there silently, enjoying this feeling. I hadn't had this feeling ever since…ever. We parted only to breathe. "Secret, please. Don't be afraid." "I'm not…anymore." Where were my words coming from? I didn't say these things, especially to the king of Egypt not to mention the king of games.

I shivered thinking about the shadow games that these men liked to play. Including Pharaoh. People died almost everyday and for what? A stupid game. My thoughts got lost as I started to think about my Pharaoh.  "Good." he plucked a grape. "Now will you eat?" He didn't wait for my response. I had no sooner opened my mouth to say something, and he just popped it in my mouth.

I closed it, almost biting his fingers off. "Careful secret…" he said checking over his fingers in case I did bite him.

"Sorry." I yawned. "You are tired yes?" He asked me. I yawned a very fake yaw. "I see." he was starting to catch on to my sarcasm. "Then…lie down. We are on a bed after all. It was made for sleeping." I was shocked. Me? Him? Bed? No. Like I had a choice. He pushed me down. "I said rest." More of an order than a gesture of kindness. He then covered me with his Alpaca blanket. I felt warm. It was so cold in my chambers, but I figured since he was royalty, everyone made sure everything was just right.

I don't know why I was surprised by his next action, I just was. I did expect him to lie down next to me. I just didn't expect him to wrap his arms around me and hold me against his body. Nope, didn't see that coming. I was too dazed to even say anything or move. Or maybe…I just didn't want to move. Maybe I wanted us to be this close. I had no idea anymore. "Sleep sweet secret." "I can't sleep!" I blurted out. I felt childish, like a little girl complaining about a bad dream. His next words freaked me.

"Bad dream?" "No…" I sighed. "A good dream. I don't want to leave it." "No one is asking you to leave anything, secret. I'll still be right here…next to you." I closed my eyes ant tried to sleep. I couldn't. I assumed I had forgotten how to sleep. Or this all could be a dream. He nibbled at my neck. This was not a dream, I was feeling that. I didn't object, though. Don't ask why.

~*~Yamachan's POV~*~

I giggled. Just to annoy her… "Why?" She hit me even harder this time. "Shut up or I'll hit you so hard it'll make your-" "Yami dizzy?" I completed the question. She just angrily went on. And I took comfort in the nice feeling of winning.

~*~Secret's POV~*~

I put my hand on the side of his neck, and moved my lips closer to his ears and whispered, "A little fast aren't we?" he stopped. "Are we?" I shrugged. He started to massage my shoulders. "Wait…" I commented and scrunched my eyebrows. "I am supposed to do that." "I said rest remember?" Free massage? What was I complaining about? I let him. His hands moved from my shoulders to my bare back. He did little circles here and there. I sighed in pleasure. When was the last time I actually felt at ease? Never, I'll tell you that much.

My eyes shot open, as I felt something. He must have seen some steam out of my ears because I hadn't even looked at him or twitched, "I-I-I-I'm sorry!" he stuttered. "I didn't mean…I was only…" I sat upright, and felt my back. One string was opened. No, not opened, loosened, but it might as well be opened. Is this what he wanted from me? I couldn't believe it. I had been so gullible. He was no different than those pervert guards.

 "Pharaoh! What were you doing to me?" "No secret please, I wasn't trying to. It accidentally got caught on my finger and I-" "You thought you'd just pull it?" I was enraged. Like an angry bull. Wish I had some sharp horns on my head at this moment. "No! I was trying to get it off." I glared. "And you found no other way than to just…" I couldn't even speak anymore. He was tearing me apart. I always thought he was kind, a different person. But he's just like any other arrogant ruler. Doing whatever it takes for his own pleasure.

"I was trying to get it off, and I mistakenly pulled it…I'm sorry secret. Forgive me." I got up to leave. I wasn't going to take much more of his lame excuses. And to think, I thought he actually cared. He was just a self-centered…something! He grabbed me by the arms. "Please secret. I swear I didn't mean to. Don't leave me." He was going to get that 'look' again. I just turned my face away. He moved his face around to mine and whispered in my ear. "I am sorry. Anything, secret, for you…I love you."

Well…that got me. No one had ever said that. Maybe my mom had, but was I suppose to remember that when I didn't even remember my own name? How could I refuse him? I cursed at my emotional weakness. I kissed him. For a long time, I should add. We lied back down, our lips still locked, and our eyes still closed.

I did something I knew I was going to regret…but I… I moved my lips slowly downwards. Lower and lower until I got to his neck. I didn't stop there. I went even further. To his bare muscular chest. He still had his arms around me and…Hold the camels here… WHAT WAS I DOING? My selfish side was taking over…slowly. I guess his was too, because the next thing I know, my top got lost amongst the blankets and our legs were intertwined.

Me: YOU HAD AN AFF- * muffled voice * WITH THE PHARAOH?!

Secret: -_- this happened millennias ago!

Me: You were HOW old?

Secret: um…lets count…1…10…18 maybe.

Me: O_O and Yami was…

Secret: 20 or like that. I don't know we were pretty young.

Me: I know. That's why I asked. Don't include details next chapter ok?

Secret: * Eyes yamachan angrily * It's me and Yami's business. I wouldn't want to tell the whole world.

Me: * wipes forehead * whew!

Secret: Review please. ^_^ I'm saying it nicely for once…