Sic fi fan Thank you really, I'm glad you liked it, I put more warnings up since I remembered that you don't like Yaoi and that you would be reading, I don't think there will be anymore limes just hints like An teasing Seto and Joey but if there is I'll mark it like the last two. ^_^ Again thank you for reading it. *Gives out cookies*

Lynn-Chan Really I'm sorry for the cliff-hanger but I had to end the chapter some where and that seemed like the best spot. Glad you liked the Seto and Joey, I was going to write more but chickened out. -_- *Gives out cookies again.*

I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! -_-

"Blah" = Japanese

[Blah] = English

Blah= Welsh

/Blah/ = Telepathy.

Blah = Thoughts, emphasis, un-translated welsh.

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The White Metals

Silver.

Chapter Fifteen: Yami remembers.

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Seto Kiaba had phoned Yugi and had asked him to come to his home right away. Joey was waiting for him at the door Yugi didn't know why he was there too. When they arrived in Kiaba's living room he had a tape in his hand.

"I think I know what An's item is." He explain.

"What do you mean 'think'? It's hard to miss something that's usually big. Always Golden and always has a big ugly eye on it." Joey said.

Yugi shot him a look that said: What do you mean 'big ugly eye' ?

"That's the problem, if it's what I think it is. It's actually, small and silver. You are right about the eye however." Kiaba pushed the tape into a player.

The first thing they saw was a very young An, she looked around ten. Her hair was kind of like Mokuba's was now save for the fact it was her blood and fire red. She was wearing a pink dress Or maybe it was a nightly there was a picture of a sleeping teddy bear on it..

She waved at the camera talking in English. Joey caught the word Birthday and that was it, she was speaking to fast for Joey or Yugi to understand more.

An picked up the camera and carried it though the building she was in.

"Hey this is here." Joey said.

"Yes this is her birthday, the camera was a present." Kiaba explained.

Kiaba was in the room on the tape. He was playing cards with a very young Mokuba who ran to An trying to get the camera off her.

The camera moved away to point at someone who might have been a bit older than Kiaba it was hard to tell because he threw his arms up to hide his face, all that could be seen was more fire and blood red hair.

"Andrew was camera shy." Kiaba's voice held a note of sadness and what sounded like regret.

Yugi didn't notice the look of curiosity that Joey shot Kiaba.

Andrew pointed off camera the picture twisted and shook terribly. When the picture became steady again Andrew must have had the camera now since Seto, holding Mokuba in his arms, and An was tearing open presents that had been off camera. An opened a navy blue box it was two centimetres deep and ten square.

It inside was a silver Armlet. With a small silver eye on what could be considered the front.

Yami suddenly took over Yugi. "Pause the tape!"

Kiaba paused it just as an enthralled An lifted the item out of the box.

Yami knelt by the television and traced the shape of the armlet on the screen.

"I remember...I...made it...for her..."

***********************************Flashback!***********************************

Yami was only ten, his father was out to war. he stood at the entrance to the Temple of Ra. His Guards were not there. It was a simple game to get out of the palace unseen.

It seemed that he wasn't the only one who had mastered it. A girl, part Greek if her flaming red hair was to be believed, was inside praying to sun god. Yami had seen her before in the Palace. The royal guards, and their families lived within too.

"Anhai." He said simply as she walked past.

The girl jumped and looked at Yami, the second she realised who he was she fell to her knees. She looked surprised, she was probably wondering how he knew her name. That was easy, her father loved her and would never shut up about her.

"Get up." Yami said tiredly. "I have a question."

"Yes lord." Anhai stood but still bowed her head.

"Why would you leave the safety of the palace and come here?"

"I was praying for the safe return of my father." She answered. "As well as yours too naturally."

Yami smiled at the slip. "So, you were not following me?"

"I would never think of following you."

"Look me in the eyes." Yami ordered.

Anhai did. Her eyes were red like her hair, the red of fire and blood.

"Your mother was a Greek was she not."

Anhai held her chin up proudly. "I never knew my mother she died in child birth, but yes she was a Greek."

Yami smiled. This time in Egypt they didn't get along with Greece, Anhai if she lived out side the palace would have been picked on, who knows maybe she was picked on inside the Palace too, Yami knew that save for his training in self-defence and shadow games he led a sheltered life. Yet Anhai would admit freely to what she was and almost dare him to say anything about it.

"Thought so." Yami said. "The sun is setting, shall we walk back together?"

That had caught her by surprise

"Well? Are you refusing the request from a prince?"

"No...no my lord."

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A few months had passed. Yami's mother was of a mixed mind to the friendship between Yami and Anhai. They were of different classes after all. Yet they were practically the only children in the palace that were the same age. She decided to allow it for now and let the Pharaoh chose what to do about it when he returned. Of course Yami's mother would not approve of the pair sneaking out before every sun set to the temple of Ra to pray to the sun god for the return of their fathers. But she didn't know, and never would. Yami had ordered the priests to silence.

Finally Yami's father returned.

Anhai's had not. He had jumped before the Pharaoh and stopped an arrow from killing the Pharaoh, by letting it kill him instead.

Anhai had disappeared a few weeks later. No one but Yami seemed to care that the half Greek had vanished.

Three years later and Egypt was at war again.

This time Yami was considered old enough and strong enough to go with his father. He and his guards fought well and killed many enemies. One particularly bad battle had left Yami and his guards covered in blood and separated from his fathers troops. One Guard volunteered to stand Guard as the other's and then Yami bathed. They did believe that Yami would become the living god after his father died after all.

Yami noticed that it was always the same guard who would do this. He would watch Yami when he thought the prince wouldn't notice. Taking his duties a touch to far. When finally it was the Guard's turn to bathe Yami chose to come and speak to him.

Was Yami in for a surprise.

The guard was in the water up to his shoulders Yami could only see the back of his head, which had short red hair.

"Your part Greek aren't you?" Yami asked, maybe he was related to Anhai, and knew what happened to his friend.

The Guard turned around, Yami almost fell over in shock.

It was Anhai.

Yami had talked to the girl asking what had happened to her and she explained that with her father dead there was no place for her in the palace, so she had cut her hair and pretended to be a man so she could be a guard, like her father.

It was only when Yami had noticed her shivering did he realised that she wouldn't get out of the pool until Yami had left.

So he did. Not long later Yami and one of his Guards were in a deep conversation by the fire.

Those few weeks later Yami and Anhai could have been twelve again, their friendship had restarted again as if there had been no three year gap of silence.

Then the bandits attacked.

One was good with a bow and arrow. Too good. Three of his ten Guards had already fallen to his arrows when one aimed at Yami almost hit.

Anhai jumped in the way.

It tore Yami's heart but there was nothing the prince could do until all the bandits had been driven away or killed. Most, save for the damn archer and the teen who passed him his arrows, got away.

When Yami knelt by Anhai's side she had already lost to much blood there was no way to save her body...but what about her soul?

"Yami..." Anhai gasped her last breaths out. "It's...okay...I'm proud to die...like my father...and prouder to die...for you..."

Yami clenched his fists tears gathering at the corners of his eyes. No! He was not going to let fate take away his friend! Was he or was he not destined to be the living god? The Pharaoh of Egypt? Was he or was he not a player of the shadow games? Had he ever lost a game?

Yami put his hand over Anhai's cooling forehead. And channelled all the shadow power he could though her.

Above her a small silver armlet appeared. It glowed for a brief moment before clattering to the ground. Yami picked it up as though afraid it would break. Such a strong, brave soul in such a small delicate looking item?

/Anhai?/ He called to the item.

There was no answer.

That night when there guards eyes were not looking at him he held the armlet to his chest and cried.

Two months later in the Queens Valley Anhai was entombed. The archer that had killed her and his brother chose to try and rob it but Yami made sure it was well guarded with traps. Only the younger brother made it out of the tomb alive. All the young Bakura had for his brothers life was a hand full of jewels and a silver armlet.

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"Yami?" Someone had their hand on his shoulder.

/Yami?/ Yugi was calling him to but he couldn't tear his eyes from in image of the young An with the armlet in her little hands.

The person who had hold of him started shaking him.

"I forgot...how could I forget?"

Finally Kiaba pulled Yami from the television and forced him to look at him.

"I'm assuming I was right then?" Seto said. "And since you remember her now, is the Yami a threat to An?"

Yami looked back at the screen. "From what I've seen of An she's in more danger from herself than her Yami."

"What dose that mean?" Seto asked in a dangerous voice.

"I mean the amount of pain she was in, she's getting better but she's not better yet, when I was in the hospital, I felt that there is a part of herself that has been shut away, it has to be realised." Yami said.

"I think I know what your mean." Kiaba said.

"Glad one of us dose." Joey muttered.

"But the doctors said the memories she has been losing will return in time." Kiaba said. "They they think that she might need something to kick start her memory, so will you keep an eye on her next month when we're in Wales."

Yami nodded. "It's the least I could do, after all she saved my life once."

Kiaba glared at Yami. "I was talking about An."

"In case you've forgotten An and Anhai are the same person, just like me and Yugi." Yami said. "Now shouldn't we discuss this with An herself rather than behind her back?"

Kiaba growled at Yami as he pulled his mobile out of his pocket.

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