*sigh* summer vacation is good. Going places, traveling is bad. ON WITH THE
NEXT CHAP!!!
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Under the sun of the early morning slaves already bent over their tools as the sweat dripped off there back and barely touched the ground before it evaporated. As some would say "it was hotter then hell". The construction site was to make a pyramid. One of the tallest pyramids that had ever been built for the dead Pharaoh, Yami's father. The Pyramid was a few miles from the palace, where Miyu, Yami, Yugi and the unknown one were.
Yami stood at the window, the sun shined in through the window and the curtains played in the breeze as Yami sighed. Yugi would live, he knew he would. So far Larva hadn't turned up and he was grateful to Osiris for that. His hand moved over the bruise on his chest and right side. Bandages were wrapped around his stomach tightly. The bandages on Yugi, however were plenty tighter then Yami's.
Yugi would have bled to death if it weren't for Miyu. She had burned the wound shut. There would be a huge scar on Yugi's shoulder and upper back for his whole life and Yami hated himself for letting it happen.
"I should have done something. So weak.Couldn't I have done something!?" Yami snapped at Miyu who sat on a marble bench writing things the pharaoh was suppose to do but couldn't after a millennia in a millennium item.
Miyu looked up from a piece of papyrus, over at the hooded black figure, who had killed the Harpies dragon. "I don't believe you have thanked Marik quite yet."
Yami glared at Marik, the hooded figure. "I refuse to thank HIM. After all I have been through, all the trouble he's called me I refuse! *Yami smirked* besides, last time I checked the pharaoh thanked no one."
Miyu looked over at Yami, amazed at his words.
Marik tilted his head back far enough for the hood to fall back on to his shoulders and his hair flowed out and formed a perfect frame around his pale, Egyptian face. "Yes, I do believe you owe me, weak one, pharaoh."
Yami turned to stare at Marik, at his clothes. Yes he hadn't had a chance to change into something yet that suited the warm, scotching weather. The night had been tiresome, helping, making sure Yugi would live.
"Marik, I will not thank you because of all the things you've done to me and my friends, and many other people. Now I see that we are even." Yami's voice was smooth and level, almost showing no emotions. Marik's face twisted in anger. "You are weak, Yami!" With that Marik left the room and went into Yugi's, the room next door to Yami's.
Yami shook his head. He hated Marik, almost as much as he hated Larva. And Miyu.Yami looked over at Miyu. He didn't know what he thought of her. Gold plates held her hair away from her face, though some strands fell over her eyebrows from under the plates or flowed over the tops of the plates. The thought about royalty staying with royalty entered his head and he quickly shook it out of his head. In some Egyptian families the males had to wed their sisters because the women were the ones that held most of the royal, Egyptian blood. When yami entered his palace he found he had a brother, a twin, not identical however. MALE. Yami let out a sigh and he lay down on his bed.
"Miyu, aren't you tired? And don't you need a coffin or something? The suns up." Yami smiled, playfully while Miyu only returned the remark with a glare.
"No, Yami I don't need one."
"Really? I though all vampire slept in them." Yami was toying with Miyu as he rolled over on to his side so he could watch Miyu go through papers.
"Is there a particular reason you are trying to figure out where I sleep?" Miyu placed the papers off to her side as she watched Yami. For once they were soft and slightly playful.
Yami blinked and realized about his questions and he was lying on his bed. Yami stood up immediately. "No, I just I.."
Miyu nods. "No, it was my fault I put your questions like that. You're Mortal, tired. You should sleep rest. You've had a long night. Tomorrow we will search for the Breeds we must destroy."
Yami nods as he lays down on his bed and watches Miyu. It would be weird sleeping with Miyu watching and in a whole new bed, a new roof, a new place, a new time. It all hurt. There was nothing familiar. As he tried to sleep he could feel tear drops slowly slide down his cheeks. No Tea.no Tristen no Joey.and the only thing familiar was an enemy and a dear friend, Yugi who was deeply wounded and still sleeping from the loss of blood.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* *blink* ok.this is a pretty bring chap. It was just to set up what's coming up so.yeah. Tell me what you think.
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Under the sun of the early morning slaves already bent over their tools as the sweat dripped off there back and barely touched the ground before it evaporated. As some would say "it was hotter then hell". The construction site was to make a pyramid. One of the tallest pyramids that had ever been built for the dead Pharaoh, Yami's father. The Pyramid was a few miles from the palace, where Miyu, Yami, Yugi and the unknown one were.
Yami stood at the window, the sun shined in through the window and the curtains played in the breeze as Yami sighed. Yugi would live, he knew he would. So far Larva hadn't turned up and he was grateful to Osiris for that. His hand moved over the bruise on his chest and right side. Bandages were wrapped around his stomach tightly. The bandages on Yugi, however were plenty tighter then Yami's.
Yugi would have bled to death if it weren't for Miyu. She had burned the wound shut. There would be a huge scar on Yugi's shoulder and upper back for his whole life and Yami hated himself for letting it happen.
"I should have done something. So weak.Couldn't I have done something!?" Yami snapped at Miyu who sat on a marble bench writing things the pharaoh was suppose to do but couldn't after a millennia in a millennium item.
Miyu looked up from a piece of papyrus, over at the hooded black figure, who had killed the Harpies dragon. "I don't believe you have thanked Marik quite yet."
Yami glared at Marik, the hooded figure. "I refuse to thank HIM. After all I have been through, all the trouble he's called me I refuse! *Yami smirked* besides, last time I checked the pharaoh thanked no one."
Miyu looked over at Yami, amazed at his words.
Marik tilted his head back far enough for the hood to fall back on to his shoulders and his hair flowed out and formed a perfect frame around his pale, Egyptian face. "Yes, I do believe you owe me, weak one, pharaoh."
Yami turned to stare at Marik, at his clothes. Yes he hadn't had a chance to change into something yet that suited the warm, scotching weather. The night had been tiresome, helping, making sure Yugi would live.
"Marik, I will not thank you because of all the things you've done to me and my friends, and many other people. Now I see that we are even." Yami's voice was smooth and level, almost showing no emotions. Marik's face twisted in anger. "You are weak, Yami!" With that Marik left the room and went into Yugi's, the room next door to Yami's.
Yami shook his head. He hated Marik, almost as much as he hated Larva. And Miyu.Yami looked over at Miyu. He didn't know what he thought of her. Gold plates held her hair away from her face, though some strands fell over her eyebrows from under the plates or flowed over the tops of the plates. The thought about royalty staying with royalty entered his head and he quickly shook it out of his head. In some Egyptian families the males had to wed their sisters because the women were the ones that held most of the royal, Egyptian blood. When yami entered his palace he found he had a brother, a twin, not identical however. MALE. Yami let out a sigh and he lay down on his bed.
"Miyu, aren't you tired? And don't you need a coffin or something? The suns up." Yami smiled, playfully while Miyu only returned the remark with a glare.
"No, Yami I don't need one."
"Really? I though all vampire slept in them." Yami was toying with Miyu as he rolled over on to his side so he could watch Miyu go through papers.
"Is there a particular reason you are trying to figure out where I sleep?" Miyu placed the papers off to her side as she watched Yami. For once they were soft and slightly playful.
Yami blinked and realized about his questions and he was lying on his bed. Yami stood up immediately. "No, I just I.."
Miyu nods. "No, it was my fault I put your questions like that. You're Mortal, tired. You should sleep rest. You've had a long night. Tomorrow we will search for the Breeds we must destroy."
Yami nods as he lays down on his bed and watches Miyu. It would be weird sleeping with Miyu watching and in a whole new bed, a new roof, a new place, a new time. It all hurt. There was nothing familiar. As he tried to sleep he could feel tear drops slowly slide down his cheeks. No Tea.no Tristen no Joey.and the only thing familiar was an enemy and a dear friend, Yugi who was deeply wounded and still sleeping from the loss of blood.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* *blink* ok.this is a pretty bring chap. It was just to set up what's coming up so.yeah. Tell me what you think.
