Chapter #3
*Throne Room 6 years later*
"Sire, if I may, I would like to talk to you about your marital status." Yami's chief advisor knew Yami didn't want to be bothered with such matters. Yami didn't care for women much; sure he had his share of women, but none of which he would even remembers name. And though he wouldn't admit it he was lonely. The only friends he had were Johan and his wife Mai.
"Hey Yami!" Johan said not caring if they were talking about anything important.
"Hey Johan." he said brushing off his advisor.
"So Yami what were you and turban boy talkin 'bout?" Johan grabbed an apple from Yami's lunch table and plopped down in the seat beside Yami.
"Apparently the people think I need a wife." Yami too grabbed an apple and slouched in his chair.
"Well?"
"Well what? Not you too! You think I need a wife?!" Yami was... well... pissed, at his friend trying to interfere with his life.
"Dude, you need a Queen. I mean, I know you don't need anymore company in the bed." He said laughing; making Yami blush a little knowing it was true. "But a Queen... " Johan continued. "she can make public appearances, and you need the help I might add."
"Are you saying I'm not a good Pharaoh?!" Yami stood up in front of Johan he was furious no one, not even his best friend, talked about him like that. Johan stood, threw his apple core over his shoulder, and put his hands firmly on Yami's shoulders.
"Yami, no one thinks you're a bad Pharaoh. We just think you need someone to help boost your image. Ya know? Listen, I know you, well, better than anyone. So I'm gunna give it to you straight. The people think your reckless, and they think you might do something that would be bad for the country's name." Johan was now sitting back in the chair. Yami knew he was right.
"Fine." Yami sat in defeat. "but how am I to just go find someone?"
"Well, I'll help ya. Ok now what do you want in a wife?" Johan took out some parchment and started scribbling away.
"Hmm... well she has to be smart, beautiful, and not mind my mistresses." Yami said the last on jokingly but Johan didn't seem to catch it.
"Ok, I'll get Mai's help and we'll find you a wife." before Yami could say another word Johan ran out.
"I won't let you down buddy!" Yami laughed silently at his friends enthusiasm.
*Later that day back in the throne room. *
Yami was sitting alone drinking wine, almost drunk, thinking of the past.
*Flashback 4 years ago*
Yami is talking to a man in a turban Shiro was his name.
"Sire with all due respect, I believe the shadow games should be put to a stop. There are people who have great power that are taking people at night to wager on duels." He sighed.
"They are wagering their lives?" Yami asked sitting up.
"No Sire, they are wagering their souls. I fear if you do not put a stop to this they will take the Palace." Yami found this hard to believe, but he trusted Shiro with his life so he answered,
"Shiro, if you really do believe this is going on, then I will put a degree out first thing tomorrow morning."
"I do sire." Shiro bowed low.
"Then it is done."
*End Flashback*
"Daydreaming are we? You know you probably shouldn't drink that much wine. You look as though you are about to pass out." A woman about the same age a Yami walked in. She wore a long white robe and a lot of gold bracelets, a crown, and necklace, proving whoever she was she was of great importance.
"Oh really? And who are you to tell the Pharaoh how to act?" This woman intrigued Yami; there was just something about her.
"My name is Ishizu Ishtar', and do believe you were expecting me... that is if you remember that far back." Yami couldn't help but stare into her eyes, he got lost in them.
"Refresh me, why are you here?"
"So I was right you don't remember." she said with a laugh, "I'm here to be ordained as head priestess, and oracle."
Yami stood now sober as ever, and he circled looking her up and down. They were the same height, her hair was as dark as night, her eyes were brown (sorry if that isn't right I just took a guess), cold, but full of emotion that Yami couldn't read.
"Well how are you?"
"Excuse me? What do you mean?" she was confused.
"Are you a good Oracle and Priestess?"
"I would like to think so."
"Well... prove it."
"And how do you expect me to do that?" Their faces were now mere inches apart and they were speaking no louder than a whisper.
"Tell me my future... " Yami leaned in and they both closed their eyes and moved closer... closer...
"Hey Yami!!!" Yami and Ishizu jumped apart as Johan walked in yelling at the top of his lungs.
"Ok, who's your best friend?"
"Right now not you." Yami muttered and walked up steps and sat in his throne.
"Ok, I didn't hear what you said, but I'm sure it was 'Why Johan you are my best friend.' You know why?"
"Why?" Yami sighed.
"Because I have found six, yes six beautiful women who will even let you keep all the mistresses you want." Johan apparently didn't notice Ishizu who was trying not to laugh to loud.
"What about smart?"
"Yami, you can't have everything. Ok Mai, Bring them in!" after he said that six women cam in whispering and pointing at Yami.
"Hi Yami." Mai said when she came in.
"Ok Yami which one of these lovely women do you pick to be your Queen." Ishizu was felling embarrassed now so she decided to make herself known.
"Well, I guess I came at a bad time. Yami, when you make your decision tell Bakura and he will contact me. Good-Bye." Ishizu left the room.
"Damn! What is wrong with you people?" Yami ran out of the room hoping he would catch Ishizu before got to far away.
"You try to do something nice for a guy and he just runs out on you."
*The Palace Courtyard*
"Ishizu... Ishizu!!!" Yami was running behind her. He couldn't let her get away, so he sped up and grabbed her arm and spun her around to face him.
"Let go of me!" Ishizu cried as he held her wrists.
"Not until you listen to me!" he moved his hands to her shoulders and gave her a little shake.
"Let me explain." he was begging her. She shook lose from his grip.
"Explain what? What is there to explain?"
"In there, well it isn't what you think."
"Really? Because it looked like your friend was trying to find you a wife."
"Ok, I guess it is what it looks like, but it is only because my people think I need a wife."
"I don't care! I should have listened to Bakura, he told me not to go to you. He told me you have this affect on women."
"What affect?"
"He said that you make us feel special until you are either done with us or find something better." a tear rolled down her cheek, and Yami stepped closer and wiped it away cupped her jaw.
"I'm not going to hurt you, at least not on purpose." he said this with a smile, which made her smile also. He leaned in closer as he did before but this time there were no interruptions. He gave her a kiss and leaned in her ear and whispered. "You got the job." and he left. Ishizu stood there in shock for a couple of minutes, and then she went home. She entered her home to find the one person who would ruin this moment. "Ishizu, where have you been?"
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*Throne Room 6 years later*
"Sire, if I may, I would like to talk to you about your marital status." Yami's chief advisor knew Yami didn't want to be bothered with such matters. Yami didn't care for women much; sure he had his share of women, but none of which he would even remembers name. And though he wouldn't admit it he was lonely. The only friends he had were Johan and his wife Mai.
"Hey Yami!" Johan said not caring if they were talking about anything important.
"Hey Johan." he said brushing off his advisor.
"So Yami what were you and turban boy talkin 'bout?" Johan grabbed an apple from Yami's lunch table and plopped down in the seat beside Yami.
"Apparently the people think I need a wife." Yami too grabbed an apple and slouched in his chair.
"Well?"
"Well what? Not you too! You think I need a wife?!" Yami was... well... pissed, at his friend trying to interfere with his life.
"Dude, you need a Queen. I mean, I know you don't need anymore company in the bed." He said laughing; making Yami blush a little knowing it was true. "But a Queen... " Johan continued. "she can make public appearances, and you need the help I might add."
"Are you saying I'm not a good Pharaoh?!" Yami stood up in front of Johan he was furious no one, not even his best friend, talked about him like that. Johan stood, threw his apple core over his shoulder, and put his hands firmly on Yami's shoulders.
"Yami, no one thinks you're a bad Pharaoh. We just think you need someone to help boost your image. Ya know? Listen, I know you, well, better than anyone. So I'm gunna give it to you straight. The people think your reckless, and they think you might do something that would be bad for the country's name." Johan was now sitting back in the chair. Yami knew he was right.
"Fine." Yami sat in defeat. "but how am I to just go find someone?"
"Well, I'll help ya. Ok now what do you want in a wife?" Johan took out some parchment and started scribbling away.
"Hmm... well she has to be smart, beautiful, and not mind my mistresses." Yami said the last on jokingly but Johan didn't seem to catch it.
"Ok, I'll get Mai's help and we'll find you a wife." before Yami could say another word Johan ran out.
"I won't let you down buddy!" Yami laughed silently at his friends enthusiasm.
*Later that day back in the throne room. *
Yami was sitting alone drinking wine, almost drunk, thinking of the past.
*Flashback 4 years ago*
Yami is talking to a man in a turban Shiro was his name.
"Sire with all due respect, I believe the shadow games should be put to a stop. There are people who have great power that are taking people at night to wager on duels." He sighed.
"They are wagering their lives?" Yami asked sitting up.
"No Sire, they are wagering their souls. I fear if you do not put a stop to this they will take the Palace." Yami found this hard to believe, but he trusted Shiro with his life so he answered,
"Shiro, if you really do believe this is going on, then I will put a degree out first thing tomorrow morning."
"I do sire." Shiro bowed low.
"Then it is done."
*End Flashback*
"Daydreaming are we? You know you probably shouldn't drink that much wine. You look as though you are about to pass out." A woman about the same age a Yami walked in. She wore a long white robe and a lot of gold bracelets, a crown, and necklace, proving whoever she was she was of great importance.
"Oh really? And who are you to tell the Pharaoh how to act?" This woman intrigued Yami; there was just something about her.
"My name is Ishizu Ishtar', and do believe you were expecting me... that is if you remember that far back." Yami couldn't help but stare into her eyes, he got lost in them.
"Refresh me, why are you here?"
"So I was right you don't remember." she said with a laugh, "I'm here to be ordained as head priestess, and oracle."
Yami stood now sober as ever, and he circled looking her up and down. They were the same height, her hair was as dark as night, her eyes were brown (sorry if that isn't right I just took a guess), cold, but full of emotion that Yami couldn't read.
"Well how are you?"
"Excuse me? What do you mean?" she was confused.
"Are you a good Oracle and Priestess?"
"I would like to think so."
"Well... prove it."
"And how do you expect me to do that?" Their faces were now mere inches apart and they were speaking no louder than a whisper.
"Tell me my future... " Yami leaned in and they both closed their eyes and moved closer... closer...
"Hey Yami!!!" Yami and Ishizu jumped apart as Johan walked in yelling at the top of his lungs.
"Ok, who's your best friend?"
"Right now not you." Yami muttered and walked up steps and sat in his throne.
"Ok, I didn't hear what you said, but I'm sure it was 'Why Johan you are my best friend.' You know why?"
"Why?" Yami sighed.
"Because I have found six, yes six beautiful women who will even let you keep all the mistresses you want." Johan apparently didn't notice Ishizu who was trying not to laugh to loud.
"What about smart?"
"Yami, you can't have everything. Ok Mai, Bring them in!" after he said that six women cam in whispering and pointing at Yami.
"Hi Yami." Mai said when she came in.
"Ok Yami which one of these lovely women do you pick to be your Queen." Ishizu was felling embarrassed now so she decided to make herself known.
"Well, I guess I came at a bad time. Yami, when you make your decision tell Bakura and he will contact me. Good-Bye." Ishizu left the room.
"Damn! What is wrong with you people?" Yami ran out of the room hoping he would catch Ishizu before got to far away.
"You try to do something nice for a guy and he just runs out on you."
*The Palace Courtyard*
"Ishizu... Ishizu!!!" Yami was running behind her. He couldn't let her get away, so he sped up and grabbed her arm and spun her around to face him.
"Let go of me!" Ishizu cried as he held her wrists.
"Not until you listen to me!" he moved his hands to her shoulders and gave her a little shake.
"Let me explain." he was begging her. She shook lose from his grip.
"Explain what? What is there to explain?"
"In there, well it isn't what you think."
"Really? Because it looked like your friend was trying to find you a wife."
"Ok, I guess it is what it looks like, but it is only because my people think I need a wife."
"I don't care! I should have listened to Bakura, he told me not to go to you. He told me you have this affect on women."
"What affect?"
"He said that you make us feel special until you are either done with us or find something better." a tear rolled down her cheek, and Yami stepped closer and wiped it away cupped her jaw.
"I'm not going to hurt you, at least not on purpose." he said this with a smile, which made her smile also. He leaned in closer as he did before but this time there were no interruptions. He gave her a kiss and leaned in her ear and whispered. "You got the job." and he left. Ishizu stood there in shock for a couple of minutes, and then she went home. She entered her home to find the one person who would ruin this moment. "Ishizu, where have you been?"
=O who will it be??? Well if you R/R I might just make it not take so long. So REVIEW!!!!!!!!