Bakura glanced around and noticed that most people were indeed watching his unusual performance. He grinned at Malik's irritated expression and seated himself across from his friend. "Okay. Now explain."
"Hey, you!"
They turned to see the new girl striding up to them. She fixed her eyes on Malik. "You…you look familiar. What's your name?"
"B…Boku wa Namu…ha…hajime…" stammered Malik. [I'm Namu. Nice to meet you.]
Bakura narrowed his eyes. Malik had used that name when he had first met Jounouchi and Anzu in an attempt to find and destroy Yuugi. It seemed to be a favorite alias of his. Only, last time, he had introduced himself with much more confidence.
Asenath looked a little disappointed. "Namu, huh? I guess you're someone else. Well, nice to meet you too." She turned and walked away.
Bakura looked at his friend suspiciously. "What was all that about?"
Malik sighed. "You promise you won't tell anyone?"
"Promise…just this once, though."
"Okay." Malik pulled out his wallet and flipped it open. Bakura stared at the picture.
"That's her, isn't it?"
"Yeah…only it's from about five years ago."
"Why do you have it?"
"Ehh…it's a long story."
"I'm listening."
Sigh. "Okay. I've never met her before."
"How's that possible?"
"Well, I grew up in Egypt, K? And my dad had already betrothed me to someone and given me her picture, but I never met her. When my father was killed, everything kind of fell apart, and I thought the whole thing was off…"
"You were gonna marry HER???"
I really should stop reading up on cultures where their kids marry in their early teens, no? Oh well.
R&R
I know, I know, it's short. It'll be longer next time.