Two Worlds, One Hope
(Part 6)
Billie: Okay, I know, I'm cruel 'bout the rating, but hey, anyways, my Yami is here with me because she wants to annoy me.
Yami Billie: It's fun too.
Billie: Yeah, like I can't have any fun either.
Yami Billie: Huh?
Billie: See this? *shows a very embarrassing picture of Yami Billie with cake and something brown on her face* This can be black mail and I'm not afraid to do it!
Yami Billie: 0_0!! You wouldn't dare!
Billie: Okay, I wouldn't, but it's the truth!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yami Billie: --;; Let's just get on with the fic.
Billie: Okay, I-oh-so-don't-own-Yugioh-and-if-you-believe-that-I-do-you-are-very-very-stupid!
Yami Billie: Random, now lets got to the fic now shall we?
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Blah=thoughts in his/her head.
~*A saying that they say*~
~~*Song Lyrics*~~
Blah= spoken aloud.
1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,0= anything that might need to be explained.
**In the Diary of (name)**
(A/N)
(It's all in Angeline's P.O.V unless told so)
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*in the palace*
I walked silently with the man for what seemed to be eternity. I couldn't help but wonder who the heck he was. I looked at him. He was very tall, muscular, and seemed to be a very strong person. Note to self, whatever you do, never get him angry. His brunette hair was neatly arranged on his head, not one was moved or even blowing as he walked. And those eyes, the icy blue that seemed to stab me in the back every time he stared at me coldly. I turned away, knowing I will have to make a death-wish to the pharaoh. I wonder, if there's something I don't know about him, even his own relatives don't know about. I wonder if I could find that.
He stopped at a rather large door that was twice his size, it was pure gold with jewels embedded on the sides of the door and the handle. I looked at him blankly, wondering what was going on in his mind. He looked at me, then at the door. As though he disagreed in his head, he shook his head and put his hand on the handle.
What is he going to do to me? I managed to blurt out. I couldn't stop my mouth from opening. He looked at me for the first time in concern. His blue eyes looked more softer than ever. He sighed and looked at the door. It seemed like he couldn't stand looking at me.
I don't know, female. But I warn you, if he spares you, you might be invited to his bedroom. He said in a painful way.
Me? The Pharaoh? Bed? Nope. Not a very good combo. I turned away. I didn't want him to see me cry. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned and faced him, his eyes were pouring into mine. I couldn't help but look back. He seems so cold, yet, so gentle.
Don't worry, it's better than death I guess. It didn't make me feel better. But I dried my eyes with my arm and nodded. He let go of my shoulder and opened the door. Coldness welcomed us as we walked inside, I looked at the surroundings, it was a huge council room, with about twenty men inside. Then in the center, the one who will chose my demise and others in the future, the Pharaoh.
*Yami's P.O.V*
As the two entered, it was hard to see the girl. All I could see was a silhouettes of her and Seto. First, Seto came to view with his head turned away. He seemed very uncomfortable about something. That's when she came to view, she was sent from Ra if I haven't saw it. She was very slender and had pure milky white skin, that was very rare in these regions. Her bronze hair that was highlighted by silver meant she was from another region, no wonder her skin is untouched from the sun. There was one thing I didn't see: Her eyes.
Look up, female. I said coldly. She didn't hesitate to look up with her eyes wide open. I couldn't help but gasp, they were very-dark ambers that still sparkled in the very dim room. But there was more to these ambers, more like there was fire, anger, pure anger.
I stood up from my seat and walked slowly towards her. She stood her ground. She kept eyes on me, not flinching at all. Stubborn are you? Well, good. I stood right in front of her. My hands were firmly on her arms, she had very soft arms. Soft as rose petals, heck, she smelled like roses. For once she looked away from me, I didn't want that, her eyes are too beautiful to not look at. I placed my thumb and fore-finger on her chin and lifted her head up to my eyes and gazed at those amber gems. My gaze was interrupted by one of the council men.
Shall I have her hanged my lord? Or her head sliced? I turned to him and glared at him. He shook in fear and sat down. I looked back at this girl, she was still looking at me. You will be great use for me, female.
As though she read my mind, she turned away again. As though she knew her fate. I turned her face again, this time more fiercely. I put my head close to her ear and whispered.
You have no escape, female. You are mine and there's nothing you can do about it. The girl didn't tear up at all. Instead she looked at me with a 'look' with the same fire in her eyes. I sneered, she is stubborn.
I snapped my fingers and Mrs. Rose, one of my personal servants that cooked for me, came in. She was very chubby, but that makes her more interesting, she's as fast as a horse. She bowed and looked at me, waiting for my order.
Take this girl to the dormitory next to mine, but first bathe her and give her the necklace. Mrs. Rose knew what that meant. She took the girl's hand and slowly took her to the dormitory. Before she left, the girl gave on last look at me before closing the door.
What in the name of Ra are you thinking, my lord?! She's a criminal! one of the councilmen cried. I gave another glare at him, but he silenced down.
It's none of your business of what I'm going to do to her. She's mine, and no one, no one can touch her, if they do, they will be feed to the vultures. I gave one last glare at the so-called-council-men and swept away.
*Angel's P.O.V*
These are your clothes, dear. And if you need anything, just call me. The woman said gently as she walked out of the bathing room. It was a large circular pool that was almost drowned in flowers and petals. I quickly unclothed and walked slowly in the water. It was very relaxing and very soothing. I dipped my head under the water and ran my fingers through my hair. I was interrupted by thuds on the surface. I submerged my head from the water and gaped: The Pharaoh.
I quickly went back underwater, what does he want from me? isn't he going to save it for…what am I thinking!? I slowly submerged again. Then that's when I noticed it wasn't the pharaoh. It was someone else. He was a little bit shorter than the original pharaoh and this time, instead of those ruby eyes, it was pure amethyst. There were no bangs on his wild hair but a few bangs on his delicate face. He looked at me in curiousity. Then that's when I found out my chest was showing. I immediately crossed my arms and blushed, I couldn't let this youth get intermediated like the pharaoh. He turned away blushing, I guess he saw my embarrassment.
I'm sorry to be rude, but a little privacy? I said gently, hoping he could hear me. He did, but didn't say anything. Today? I said more louder. He jumped at the sound of my voice, but walked out. He came back with a towel and threw it to me. I caught it in time before he can see me more bare again. When I looked up, he wasn't there anymore, replaced at his spot was the old woman. She rolled her eyes at me and laughed at my enthusiasm.
Sorry, but who was that? I asked with curiousity.
That's the pharaoh's brother, he's a very sweet boy, but sometimes, he's at the wrong place, at the wrong time *Tsk Tsk tsk* Poor thing had to experience that dreadful day his mother died. The poor child cried for a month and never left his mother's room.
I looked at her with my mouth open. both of their parents are dead? That's terrible! No wonder that pharaoh is out of control, and speaking of control, I guess the hair goes along in the family. I sighed and shook my head. they experienced what happened when my mother died. She was the only person besides my father that understood me. I made another sigh and got out of the pool. After a few minutes, I was dressed and ready.
The woman lead me to large hallways, and large passageways. gods, I hope I don't get lost here. We made it to the top floor of the palace. There were three doors, it wasn't hard to figure out which was which. The large door was the pharaoh's the one on it's right was the brother's room and the one in front of the pharaoh's room was from now on mine.
She opened the door and looked at me. She took something out of my pocket and put it around my neck. I looked at it and saw it was the necklace the pharaoh was talking about. I was pure gold with rubies on it.
That necklace means, that you belong to the pharaoh and his brother. No one else can touch you, unless they have permission from your masters. The woman said to me in a serious tone. I nodded and went inside. I could of fallen to the floor if I didn't support myself. The room was beautiful. The walls, the floors and well, almost everything was made of gold. The sheets were made of satin as I sat down. They were really comfortable. I turned around to see the balcony. It was huge, almost as big as my own balcony back home. I sighed. my home, my home that I might never see again.
My train of thought was interrupted by two hands grabbing me firmly on my arms and shoving me into the bed. My eyes met two rubies that had hunger in them. His grip never loosened as he started to kiss my neck. I couldn't help but moan at the closeness. He looked at me with those hungry eyes, and it seemed like he wanted more. I felt his hips rock into mine, it felt really uncomfortable. I tried to struggle, but I was too weak to move for some strange reason, that's when I found out what it was: The necklace.
He smirked evilly as he kissed my neck again this time I could feel his tongue lather into my skin, tasting it fully.
To my surprise, he stopped and got off me. He somewhat had something on his mind. He ran his fingers through my rather damp hair and toyed with it. He stopped and walked to the door. That's it? But why- wait! Am I thinking I want more of it!? Bad Angel Bad! He somehow read my mind and gave a chuckle. He came back, this time more slowly. is he doing this to torture me? Why? Well he could just get it over with but- GYA! I have to get my head out of the gutter. He slowly came back to the bed and sat next to me and ran his fingers though my hair again. He was looking at me as I relaxed into his arms. He started to massage my shoulders as I slowly closed my eyes. I was liking it.
We were interrupted by a knock on the door. The pharaoh immediately jumped out of the bed and ran to the door. I was surprised of how fast he was. I watched as he opened the door, I sighed, it was just his brother.
They whispered for a few minutes, and I could tell that the pharaoh liked what he was hearing because a slight bit of saliva was coming from the corner of his mouth. (A/N: I can't really imagine that. Unless he's talking about something very nasty.) He looked at me, then the boy and nodded. The boy laughed at his brother and ran off. The pharaoh closed the door and looked at me. I looked back, somehow, I just could feel something making me want to run up there and kiss him, and somehow, he felt this too, I could feel him somehow want to take me, but something or someone was holding him back.
He shook his head in confusion and sat next to me. He placed his hands over mine. what was he up to?
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Billie: No there's no way I'm making a lemon, no sire!
Yami Billie: You're just having a writer's block are you?
Billie: *cries* YES!!! Please people send me some I ideas!!!
Yami Billie: She's got issues. --;;
Billie: ¬ _¬ like you don't
Yami Billie: _