Disclaimer: I do not own anything I could be sued for and because some of this is based off of Much Ado about Nothing by Shakespeare, it might have some quotes or something similar. I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING OF SHAKESPEARE'S so please don't sue me! -_-;

***

Spark nodded as Pharaoh entered the room. "Pharaoh." He said.

"Spark." Pharaoh answered with a nod.

But the priest was too frantic to notice. "Good, good, everyone is almost here. All who are missing are Yeoji and Mahaado, but they shall be here shortly. I hope I have allotted enough time to explain."

Suddenly, Mahaado burst into the room. "You called Lord Spark?" he asked.

Spark nodded. "Yes. We are about to get the truth to the puzzle of the wedding. Stay, for I may need your help later."

Turning to Karim and Pharaoh who stood nervously by themselves, the priest glared. "You two." He snapped. "Have slandered an innocent lady and by that, you should apologize to her bones for she is dead."

Karim and Pharaoh nodded. "I never wanted her to die." Karim said. "Only to be served justice by which she had betrayed me."

The priest shook his head. "But she didn't. I have overheard Boro and Barachan talking about how they tricked you into saying those accusations to Areia on your wedding day."

Realizing he was being caught, Boro gasped. "What! No, the priest speaks lies!" he cried. "I have done no such thing!"

Spark nodded. "Priest, this is my elife! One of my closest friends. How can you say he is a traitor?"

The Priest shook his head. "You know why." He said. Then walking up to Boro, he stared him straight in the eye. "For your sister Lord Spark. That's why."

Everyone gasped as they stared at Boro. "Boro…" Spark said. "Is this true?" Then angrily, Spark drew his knife from his robes and pinned Boro against the wall. "Speak! Or I will end our friendship here and now and cut you!"

What else could Boro do but either die a horrible death in the dungeons of Flaim or tell the story?

"I did devise a plot to slander Areia through Karim and Pharaoh." Boro began. "And in doing so, I hoped that Yeoji would be hurt. Hurt enough so she would see my kindness towards her finally. And then I would become successor to the throne." Angrily, Boro growled at Spark. "It was mine! It should be mine! I should be king! Not you! How dare you, a mere boy take the throne and crown? And Yeoji…Yeoji should be by side always…"

"Enough!" Spark yelled as he turned his wrist and hit Boro with the flat of the blade, causing a thin red line of blood to form on Boro's cheek. "Yeoji would rather die than be with you! This I know! Hold him guards! Make sure he doesn't speak!"

As two guards came up and gripped Boro, they bound him with rope and held a blade at his throat. Meanwhile, Spark turned to the priest. "We have said Areia was dead." He said looking at Pharaoh and Karim who hung their heads. "And so forth, we have gained no pity. Karim, What have you to say of this?"

Karim only shook his head. "I…I don't know…" he admitted. "I thought for sure…I thought…" then suddenly, he threw himself on the floor and began to weep bitter tears. "What have I done? What have I said? Areia…forgive me! I'm sorry!"

As Mahaado comforted his friend, Pharaoh stepped forward to Spark. "Spark…" he gasped still bewildered. "I…I am so sorry…I was wrong."

But Spark smiled. "No friend." He said gripping Pharaoh's shoulder. "It is good to have you back. For we have played a trick of our own. Areia!"

Gently and sadly, Areia stepped into the shadows.

Wondering, Karim and Pharaoh gasped. "Can this be?" Pharaoh whispered. "Is she back from the afterlife?"

"Areia…" Karim said sadly as she made her way to him and knelt by him. "Can it be? If you are here to haunt me, then do so to your pleasure. I have wronged you greatly and I deserve to die."

But Areia smiled as she took Karim's face in her hands. "No Karim…" she said. "I have not died nor come back from the path of the dead. I understand you were tricked and if I had been done the same, my reaction would have been similar to yours. Do not wish you were dead. For I want you to live."

Then, Karim threw his arms around Areia and they shared a deep hug. "Do not leave me again." Karim said. "Don't."

Areia nodded. "I can't."

During this, Pharaoh and Spark smiled to one another. "Friend," Pharaoh said. "Forgive my rashness. I have been a fool."

But Spark would not hear of it. "No matter now." He said. "For all is well and done. Where is Yeoji? And the messenger?"

Mahaado also looked around the room realizing Yeoji was not there. "Where is she?" he asked a bit of urgency in his voice. "No one has come after me through the doors."

At this the priest sunk his head.

"Priest?" Mahaado asked noticing this. "What else is going on? Where is Yeoji?"

The priest shook his head. "The other part of the plot was that Yeoji be found by the servant of Boro, Barachan. He was going to take a cloak and under its cover and under Mahaado's face, kill her."

Instantly, Spark strode forward to place the dagger against Boro's throat once more. "You ordered for my sister to die?!" he snarled. "You have committed treason and slander in one move! You will pay dearly for this!"

But Boro shook his head. "What? I never wanted Yeoji to die!" he protested. "I only wanted to love her!"

But Mahaado would hear none of it. "You bastard!" he seethed as he strode up and pinned Boro against the wall, a sudden strength coming to him as he lifted him above the ground. "Where is he?! Where is Barachan! Answer me!"

But Boro only shook his head. "Only to make you suffer did I order Barachan to kill the one thing that was most precious to you. That is all."

"And did you not think?" Mahaado cried. "That the one precious thing to me was Yeoji? Fool! Idiot! I cannot waste my time with you!" Then angrily, he threw Boro down and dashed out of the room.

"Send out guards and soldiers!" Spark ordered. "Scan the palace for either Yeoji or Barachan! As for Boro, lock him up until I can think of a good enough punishment for him! Place five men around him and give him the dirtiest cell! I want no one to leave or come into the palace!"

***

The rain began to fall as Mahaado dashed through the palace's halls. "YEOJI!" he cried as lightning and thunder crashed outside. "YEOJI ANSWER ME!"

But there was no response.

Running to he room, Mahaado threw open the door. "YEOJI!" he cried. But no one was there. Angrily, Mahaado turned and made his way outside, a race against time.

***

"I don't know what it is." Yeoji said sadly. "But I can sense a great evil around me…something bad is going to happen."

Mahaado nodded. "Yes." He said his voice beginning to sound like Barachan's and not Mahaado's. "Please, come to me."

Getting up, Yeoji began to walk to Mahaado, but then a sudden warning flashed though her mind. Stumbling back, Yeoji blinked and shook her head a few times.

"What is it?" Mahaado asked innocently. "What troubles you dear? Come here and may you find comfort in my arms."

But Yeoji shook her head. "No…no Mahaado…I can't…I can't think…something is going to happen." Getting up, Yeoji stared ahead, her red eyes fixed with determination. "I have to find my brother."

But as she began to leave and the rain began to fall, a hand shot out from the dark and grabbed hers. "Mahaado…!" she cried as she suddenly felt herself being pushed into his arms. "Let me go! What's wrong with you?"

"YEOJI!" a sudden cry came across the sky. The real Mahaado had called.

Realizing he was going to be caught if he didn't act quickly, Barachan quickly threw back his robes, revealing a sharp dagger as he pulled Yeoji close to him so she could not see as she struggled to get away.

But then the real Mahaado appeared from the entrance. "Yeoji!" he cried running for her. "NO!"

Turning at her name, Yeoji turned at the exact moment Barachan threw off his cloak and pulled out his dagger. "Mahaado…?"

"Yeoji!" Mahaado cried as the white dagger flashed in the night. "NOOOOO!"

Then to his horror, the dagger came down as Yeoji faced him, just missing her heart. As he stopped in terror he watched as the blood came forth, along with the bloody dagger in hand, Barachan's triumphant grin as he grabbed her necklace and ripped it from her neck as she fell, and then Yeoji slowly falling.

As Barachan caught her, he stared down triumphantly at Yeoji, her necklace shimmering in the night. "Good bye fox." He said. "So from the gift of the Silver Fox."

Yeoji could feel herself fading. Things were becoming unfocused and blurry from the rain in her eyes. "You…are him?" she asked softly before she felt Barachan let go of her body and drop her to the floor, leaving her behind.

"YEOJI!" Mahaado cried, tears beginning to spread from his eyes. "Yeoji, no!"

Running up Barachan, Mahaado angrily pulled out his own dagger hidden in his own clothes. "Come here bastard!" he cried as he swirled around and caught Barachan's cloak in his hands, causing it to come off.

As Barachan turned from the force of the pull, Mahaado raised his dagger. And then with a non-human cry, he slashed it downward to Barachan. But Barachan quickly sidestepped Mahaado's rage-driven strike and scampered off and away into the night.

Emitting a cry of anger and frustration, Mahaado threw his dagger down and ignored him. Now was the time to help Yeoji.

Running up to Yeoji who had picked herself up so she was leaning on the rim of the fountain, Mahaado gently helped her up into his arms. "Yeoji…" he whispered. "It wasn't me…I'm sorry I wasn't here on time!"

But Yeoji shook her head. "No Mahaado…" she whispered, pain making her tremble. "Don't apologize to me. I only wish Ra would spare me to be with you. The wound isn't deep I don't think. He missed because of you. You saved me Mahaado."

"What are you saying? If I saved you, you wouldn't be in this state!" Mahaado said trying to quell his fear as he stared into her eyes. "If it wasn't for me, then this would never happen to you! Forgive me Yeoji!"

But Yeoji shook her head. "Mahaado…" she cried, tears streaming from her eyes. "If I never knew you…I'd be safe, but half as real. Thank you…I'd be lost forever…without you." Then Yeoji trembled once more, wincing in pain.

Now it was Mahaado's turn to shake his head. "Sh…don't speak. I'd also be lost forever without you…empty as the sky…I love you vixen."

Yeoji smiled. "I'll never leave you…Silver Fox."

Crying loudly, Mahaado grasped Yeoji close to him, her necklace in his hand. As he did, a soft song came into his ear:

Dancing in the overflowing wind,
The desert in the palm of my hand is
Where my thoughts are.
The flickering gold
Of the sinking sun
Burns everything
I see.
Don't say anything anymore.
I can't hear.
Well, only the whisper of my once-trembling heart,
Far away...
You smile,
And become a dazzling shadow
Beyond these arms of mine.
Hotter than the scorched sands,
Tears flow
From my heart.
Before the sky burns itself out,
I want to know:
What kind of place
Is that shining bird returning to?
Don't say anything any more.
I can't hear.
Well, only the whisper of my once-trembling heart,
Growing farther way...
If someday I am reincarnated,
I will become the flame that protects you,

Then… never again...

***

Barachan smiled as he made his way down to the dungeons where his master was being held. "No guards here…Spark is stupider than I thought." He thought to himself. Slowly, slowly, he made his way down to the cell where he saw Boro. "Master!" he called. "I have done it! I have slain the one thing that Mahaado loves!"

But Boro didn't answer.

"Master?" Coming closer, Barachan strained his eyes to see in the darkness. Soon, he was right up against the bars. "Master?"

Suddenly, a hand shot out form the darkness and grabbed Barachan's neck in a tight and unmerciful grip. "Gottcha." A voice said.

Surprised, Barachan peered into the darkness. There, not Boro, but Karim sat in the cell, grinning. "I have the prisoner." Karim said as torches immediately lit up the room.

Gasping in surprise and darting his eyes back and forth to look around, Barachan felt the bitter touch of cold steel on his neck.

"Well, well." Spark said as he stepped out of the shadows. "Looks like the beast always comes back to claim his due…Barachan, you are charged with the attempted murder of my sister. May Ra help your soul."

And the only sound then was a scream echoing through the night.

***

"Is she awake yet?" Mahaado asked Areia as they stood beside her bed. However, seeing Yeoji's eyes closed, Mahaado shook his head. "No, never mind."

Seeing he wanted to be alone, Areia gently got up and walked out, closing the door behind her. Mahaado and Yeoji were alone, in the healing room, Yeoji on a bed of white and gold blankets.

"Yeoji…" Mahaado said sadly as he sat down in a chair. "You'll be alright here. Where you belong. Home. And I must go back to help and serve the Pharaoh. We are two different worlds Yeoji. But…" Taking her hand, Mahaado sighed as he pulled out the dragon necklace he had given to her and put it around her neck again. "I will return to you. You have to stay here and rest. Get better love. And maybe, if the gods allow it, I will see you again."

Then getting up and leaning over her, Mahaado closed his eyes as he felt Yeoji's hair and lips on his own.

***

"What…?" Yeoji whispered as she opened her eyes. "Where am I?"

Smiling back, Areia looked down at her. "You're home." She said. "Mahaado was able to get you here on time despite the fact you two took so long in coming."

Yeoji blinked. "Mahaado? Where is he?"

But Areia shook her head. "He's leaving. Packing up to go. He can't leave Pharaoh, but he sends his love and his goodbye."

"Goodbye?" Yeoji repeated as the truth dawned on her. "…No…!"

Getting up, Yeoji suddenly felt the sharp twinge of pain in her chest.

"Yeoji!" Areia cried. "Get back down! You're not healed yet!"

But Yeoji shook her head. "I can't let him leave me like this!" she cried, tears forming. "That bastard! Where is he?" Then without another thought, she stumbled off to find Mahaado.

"Mahaado!"

***

Outside, Mahaado was packing up to leave in the carriage he and Karim were to be riding back home. "Yeoji…" Mahaado whispered in the wind. "I'm sorry I cannot say goodbye."

Karim nodded. "I know. I have to leave Areia behind as well Mahaado. But it cannot be helped. We have to go back home now."

Sadly, Mahaado nodded. "But…" he said sadly looking back at the palace.

But no more could be said as they climbed aboard the carriage Spark had lent them.

"May it bring you to good fortune back home." He said. "Pharaoh, visit sometime soon."

Pharaoh nodded. "Good bye friend Spark." He said. "May Ra shine upon you."

"And you the same." Spark nodded. "Karim, Mahaado, I enjoyed your visit. You are welcome in Flaim at anytime. Good bye."

Karim nodded and bowed, but Mahaado still stared at the palace.

"Mahaado?" Pharaoh asked gently.

Shaking his head, Mahaado came back to his senses. "Oh…begging your pardon Lord Spark. Thank you and good bye."

Then turning to leave, Mahaado gave one last longing glance at the palace. "Yeoji…farewell."

As they got into the carriage, Mahaado stared longingly out the window.

"Mahaado…" Karim said as he sat next to him. "Don't worry. You'll see her someday."

But Mahaado only stared. "I miss her already." He said sadly. "I can still hear her voice."

"MAHAADO!"

"HUH?"

Hearing his name, Mahaado threw open the door and ran outside. As his eyes grew wide to what he saw, he gasped. There was Yeoji glaring hard at him, tears running down her face. "Yeoji?" he gasped.

"Damn you Mahaado!" Yeoji cried as stared at him from the stairs, the pain in her chest growing. "You think you can just walk away from me like that! Without even saying good bye!" Then in her sadness, she fell on the stairs on her side, whimpering in pain. "How could you? How could you? How can you leave me like this?"

Mahaado felt tears come on as he flew up to her, picking her up from the stairs. "Yeoji…forgive me…!" he cried. "I never meant to leave you like that!"

Yeoji shook her head. "I won't accept that!" she cried, tears falling from her eyes. "Mahaado! I don't want you to leave me!"

"I won't!" Mahaado cried as he held her head. "And neither you from me. I love you Yeoji!"

As Yeoji stared into his eyes, she shook her head. "You can't leave me! I love you too much!"

But Mahaado shook his head, tears falling from his face. "I have to go. Yeoji, be strong and never forget me. I will return. My fox is even more beautiful when she smiles." he offered, lifting her chin up so he stared into her. "Farewell vixen." Then, bowing his head, he held her face gently as he bent down to her one last time.

"Farewell Mahaado…"

And then, tearing himself away, Mahaado turned and made his way to the carriage. "Don't look back…" he told himself. "You won't be able to stop yourself if you do."

As the carriage once again started to move and pull away from Flaim, Mahaado felt his heart tear and twist to leave. Then, before he knew what he was doing, he was staring out the window into the day to Yeoji. A dragon with red eyes glowed around her neck as tears fell upon it. "Yeoji…" he whispered into the wind. "You and I will meet one day, when the time is right. Until then, love with red eyes, I can only pray that day comes soon. And even if it never does, I shall see you in the after life Yeoji. Farewell my only love."

As a tear fell down his cheek, he sighed and turned back into the carriage, facing the new day with a sky of white and gold.

***

Now you have heard. Hear my tale of pain and great loss. I was never able to return to her on account of the Bakura incident. But I never forgot her. How could I forget her? I wish you could have seen her smile. I wish I could see her smile. Once more…in Egypt…when I could make her do such a thing…

Thank you to all the people who have read and thank you very much for all the people who have reviewed. I appreciate the time and effort you take.

DS.