Dove: AGH! My little shit ass brother is watching Mega Man AGAIN! AND RECORDING IT AGAIN! I even remember this episode! It's bugging the shit out of me! *Twitch* Him and reruns!

Raven: *puts hand on shoulder* it's ok, hun. You only need to bear with it for a half hour. *Hugs Dove*

Dove: *twitch* I know something you don't know!

Raven: And what's that?

Dove: That after Mega Man is Jackie Chan, Pokemon, then Yugioh and then just to bug the shit out of me even more he's staying to watch Sabrina.

Raven: *hugs tightly* Oh, it's ok...

Dove: *sniffle* When is he going to grow up?

Raven: I don't know. I just don't know, hun.

Dove: I might as well use this time to work on chappie two.

On with the flic!

Lateef and Sagira ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"Aww, Lateef, it's raining." Pouted Sagira as she stared out the open window into the pouring rain surrounding their little hut of a farm.

"Sagira. You need to understand that if the Gods want it to rain, let it. There's nothing we can do and even if we could we wouldn't want to anger the Gods." Lateef sighed as he sat down on a chair, wiping his hands and mudded face with a small cloth.

Thunder clapped loudly outside. Sagira whimpered and wrapped her arms around herself, hugging her little tan arms. She bowed her head in fright, her green eye watering as if about to cry.

Lateef sighed, pulling his white hair back and tucking it inside his working shirt. He opened his arms to welcome Sagira into his lap. "Come here."

Sagira ran over to her cousin, jumping into his lap and hugging him tightly around his thin waist.

Lateef wrapped his strong arms around his little cousin, placing a hand on her head, pulling her in to comfort her.

Sagira hated rain. The last time it rained she got news that her father died of no food and water while looking for her kidnapped mother, which she got news later that she had been killed while being taken advantage of.

Lateef slowly rocked her, whispering soothing words of comfort. His voice always was gentle even though the only people who heard it were either dead or the one in his lap.

Lateef always felt tired when it rained. The same went for his father, to whom died at the old age of thirty.

They sat there, Lateef stroking Sagira's hair softly. Sagira slowly fell asleep.

There was a knock at the old wooden door.

Gently, so not to wake his little cousin, Lateef stood and placed Sagira where he sat just moments ago.

When Lateef went to the door he looked through the many cracks in the door to see four people. Men, he guessed. Slowly he opened the door.

When Lateef's head looked up to his wet visitors, there was an arrow pointing right at his face.

Lateef's eyes widened slightly but remand calm. He could a slow breath. "Hello, how may I help you?" He asked quietly so not to anger his new visitors.

A hand forced the arrow and the bow down and the arm holding it. "Adofo put that down." A deep voice commanded.

"But, it is him. Khaldun." Adofo countered.

"No, it is not. Khaldun has short hair, he doesn't have any scares like Khaldun and he doesn't even have the same eye color." Whispered a soft voice.

"True." Stated a tall figure to Lateef's right.

"May I help you?" Asked Lateef again.

"Maybe. Have you seen Khaldun, Khalfani or Runihura?" Asked the one who stopped Adofo.

Lateef looked slightly confused. "I'm sorry but I have never heard of any by those names."

"Of course, they wouldn't use their true names." Stated the tall figure again.

"Would you wish to come inside and out of the rain?" Asked Lateef.

"That would be great." Whispered the soft voice.

One by one the four pilled into the hut and out of the rain.

"Would you like to take off your cloaks or keep them on?"

"Keep them on."

"Oh, come on Nassor, he already grows our food, who is he going to tell?" Whispered the soft voice, taking off his hood and the cloth covering his face.

Lateef gasped and dropped to his knees. He only grows for one people, the royals and their council.

"I'm sorry, I did not mean to look upon the face and into the eyes of those higher than me. A thousand apologies." Lateef said, his voice soft and muffled from talking into the ground.

There was a chuckle. "Look Shakir, someone who can hear you." Lateef guessed it was Adofo.

"Get up Lateef."

Lateef stood on weak legs and his head bowed low.

There was a soft hand that gripped his chin and lifted it up, forcing him to look the person in the eye.

Lateef's eyes began to water, hoping he wasn't going to be thrown in the dungeon for looking a royal in the eye.

"Lateef, you are the only one we can trust with our food. You are high enough to look us in the eye." It was Nassor, the pharaoh.

Lateef took a deep breath. He stepped back and straightened himself, "What is it that my lords need."

There was sighs of relief that Lateef was able to calm down. "We are after the most dangerous criminals of Egypt. They were last spotted coming this direction." The tall figure stated. It was Hasani, the high priest.

"I take in whom ever comes to my door but you are the first to arrive all week." He answered truthfully.

"Nine days (1) without anyone here with you?" asked Adofo.

"I am a simple farmer for you lords and no one else, I live here with my cousin, Sagira." Lateef answered softly.

"And where is this Sagira?" Asked Nassor.

"Right here." Answered the soft whisper of Shakir.

Everyone looked to the other side of the room over to Shakir to who was leaning over a small figure that was Lateef's cousin.

"Yes. That is my cousin. Other than her and you no one else has even come into this house that is my home in a long time."

"Why has she been crying?" Asked Adofo as he came quietly over to the sleeping figure.

"She is afraid of storms, sir."

"Where do you keep your visitors?" asked Hasani.

"Upstairs, Sagira and I sleep downstairs when we have visitors. When it is to hot to sleep in a bed we sleep on the roof."

Lateef gently picked up Sagira into his arms. "Would you like to sleep here tonight, my lords?"

"That would be highly appreciated." Nassor said as he pulled out a small bag of gold.

"I do not wish to upset you my lord but you do not need to pay the." Lateef said rubbing Sagira's back softly to keep her asleep.

"So be it." Nassor looked over to Hasani and Hasani nodded. He pulled out his own pouch of gold and placed it on the table behind Lateef without him knowing.

"Are my lords hungry?" Asked Lateef.

"Very much, we haven't eaten since mid day. It would be appreciated."

Lateef bowed his head and excused himself to put his cousin to bed.

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Dove: Dose anyone need help in understanding anything?

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