Hello! Well, sorry it's taken me so long to get the second chapter up. I
actually have the majority of this story written up already, all I need to
do is divide it into the chapters. And I was just waiting for people to
review. Unfortunatly, no one's reviewed yet! T_T Sad, huh? Well, maybe if I
add a few more chapters, it will entice people to read! MWAHAHA! Enjoy the
second chappie of my best fic yet!
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Bakura and Kairi crouched on the top of a roof, looking down on a caravan as it entered the pharaoh's palace.
"You're crazy, tomb robber." Kairi spat quietly.
"That is your test and you must do it." Bakura growled back. Then he smirked. "Unless you've changed your mind and decided that it's too hard to work with the Great Bakura."
Kairi glared at him. "I never back down, and I don't plan to start now. Watch and learn, tomb robber."
Kairi crawled over the edge of the building, landing lightly on the window ledge below. From there, she swung herself to the next window, and the next, until she landed on the dusty ground. She stood up and grinned at Bakura from below. Bakura sternly pointed toward the quickly disappearing caravan. Kairi nodded.
"I'll be waiting at the base of this building." Bakura called softly.
Kairi nodded again and slipped away.
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Kairi sighed to herself.
That crazy tomb robber. Of course he would pick the hardest thing! Stealing from a caravan entering the Pharaoh's palace. If I didn't know better, I'd say he wants me to get caught....
Kairi sidled along the rough clay of the house, trailing after the caravan.
Okay, so...I've got to make it look like I'm traveling with this train, and hope to Ra no one will say otherwise....
The veiled girl trotted silently up behind the last cart in the caravan behind 2 rather unruly looking camels. She looked at it for a moment, then slipped up beside the owner.
"Er...excuse me sir...but you see, my mother is sick and I have two little brothers. I'm looking for a way to make a small amount of money to buy some bread for them." Kairi made her violet eyes look as sincere and troubled as possible. She even succeeded in making them water slightly. "Do you think I could help you lead you camels into the palace? I would be happy to lead them in just for some loose change or bread that you may have. Please, sir, I really need it." She let her eyes drop and covered them with her hands.
Oh, come on...this is the worst story I've ever come up with. Who would believe that?
But to Kairi's surprise, she felt a hand grip her shoulder kindly. She looked up.
"Of course, of course you can, child. I will give you as much bread as you need. In fact, you don't even need to lead my camels in."
Kairi tried not to look startled. Instead, she gave a small sad smile. "Thank you for your kindness. I will still lead your camels in for you, to repay you."
The man nodded to her and handed her the camels' leads. Then he turned his attention back to the cart he was pushing.
As the last of the caravan merchants and Kairi passed through the gates of the palace, the guards looked at her suspiciously. Kairi tried to give a small smile, but she couldn't; she was too nervous. The guards looked big and scary.
Oh, Ra, please let me be successful!
Once inside, the man turned back to Kairi, and handed her a loaf of dark brown bread.
"Will this be enough, or do you need more?"
"I think this will be fine. My brothers and mother and I thank you and may the gods always watch over you."
Kairi felt very bad for lying to the man, especially since he seemed so nice. But she tried not to think about it as she turned and began walking toward the gates again. Looking over her shoulder, she saw that the man was now busy rummaging through his cart. Kairi doubled back swiftly and ducked passed him.
Once she was farther down along the length of the caravan, she began looking for the item Bakura wanted her to steal.
It was a golden vase, decorated with pictures of the gods and their servants and priests, with the waters of the Nile playing at their feet.
"It will be small, about this size," Bakura had told her, holding his hands apart about a foot. "and this wide." again he held up his hands, about 8 inches, forming a circle with his hands. "I want you to bring it back for me, and if you do, you can work with me. Agreed?"
Kairi had nodded and moved off.
Kairi searched many of the streets, trying to avoid bumping into people. It wasn't an easy task; the streets before the palace were very crowded.
At last she spied a small stand selling many different novelties, glinting golden in the sun. And there, at the very front of the cart, stood the vase, the very picture of what Bakura had wanted.
But there was a problem: the merchant who owned the cart was watching his items like a hawk. Kairi paused uncertain of what to do. Just as she was pondering, a small boy ran by and bumped her. As he hit her, she had a brilliant idea.
She grabbed the boy's wrist and pulled him to a stop.
"Hey, lemme go!!" he cried.
"Boy, would you be nice enough to do me a favor?"
"No!" the kid answered, clawing at Kairi's hand.
"Please? I'll be willing to give you some of my money. Is that enough?"
"NO!" the boy said again.
"What if... what if I also offer to give you a little kiss?" Kairi asked, batting her eyelashes.
The boy stopped struggling and looked up at her. Kairi realized he was only about 12.
"Really?" he asked.
"Yes. But you have to be a good boy and do as I say. Are you a fast runner?" she asked, letting go of his wrist.
"The fastest in all of Egypt!" he said proudly, puffing out his chest.
Kairi grinned. "Perfect. Now, all you have to do is come with me to that street vendor, and ask him to see something that he has on the back of the cart, where he has to turn his back to me. As soon as I yell run, you had better show me how fast you can run and run towards the palace. Even if he starts shouting at us, you have to promise me that you won't stop for anything, okay...er...what's your name?"
"Odhed." the boy replied. "So that's all I have to do?"
"Yes." Kairi replied. "Can you do that for me, Odhed?"
Odhed nodded eagerly.
"Great. Let's go now."
Kairi led the way over to the cart. The man eyed them suspiciously.
"Yes?"
Kairi nudged Odhed.
"Huh? Oh, right! Excuse me, but could we please...er... see that...that box you have, back there?"
"This box?" asked the man, pointing.
"Er...yes."
"I have many important things in there. Will you be careful?" he growled. He clearly didn't trust them.
"Believe me, sir, " Kairi said in a false sweet tone. "My little brother would never do anything bad while I'm here."
The man glared at the children for a moment, then bent down and began rummaging throughout the box.
Kairi lunged for the vase, wrapping it in her arms and leaping down the street.
"Run, kid! Now, run as fast as you can!" she called.
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There you are! The end of the second chapter! Please tell me what you think of it by reviewing. That would be such a bug help! You could also e-mail suggestions to me. One problem though, my trigun.com e-mail is down, so send it to me at rurouni_yuki@yahoo.com I'll update that on my profile too (or try to, at least.). Well, see ya in the next chappie!!
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Bakura and Kairi crouched on the top of a roof, looking down on a caravan as it entered the pharaoh's palace.
"You're crazy, tomb robber." Kairi spat quietly.
"That is your test and you must do it." Bakura growled back. Then he smirked. "Unless you've changed your mind and decided that it's too hard to work with the Great Bakura."
Kairi glared at him. "I never back down, and I don't plan to start now. Watch and learn, tomb robber."
Kairi crawled over the edge of the building, landing lightly on the window ledge below. From there, she swung herself to the next window, and the next, until she landed on the dusty ground. She stood up and grinned at Bakura from below. Bakura sternly pointed toward the quickly disappearing caravan. Kairi nodded.
"I'll be waiting at the base of this building." Bakura called softly.
Kairi nodded again and slipped away.
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Kairi sighed to herself.
That crazy tomb robber. Of course he would pick the hardest thing! Stealing from a caravan entering the Pharaoh's palace. If I didn't know better, I'd say he wants me to get caught....
Kairi sidled along the rough clay of the house, trailing after the caravan.
Okay, so...I've got to make it look like I'm traveling with this train, and hope to Ra no one will say otherwise....
The veiled girl trotted silently up behind the last cart in the caravan behind 2 rather unruly looking camels. She looked at it for a moment, then slipped up beside the owner.
"Er...excuse me sir...but you see, my mother is sick and I have two little brothers. I'm looking for a way to make a small amount of money to buy some bread for them." Kairi made her violet eyes look as sincere and troubled as possible. She even succeeded in making them water slightly. "Do you think I could help you lead you camels into the palace? I would be happy to lead them in just for some loose change or bread that you may have. Please, sir, I really need it." She let her eyes drop and covered them with her hands.
Oh, come on...this is the worst story I've ever come up with. Who would believe that?
But to Kairi's surprise, she felt a hand grip her shoulder kindly. She looked up.
"Of course, of course you can, child. I will give you as much bread as you need. In fact, you don't even need to lead my camels in."
Kairi tried not to look startled. Instead, she gave a small sad smile. "Thank you for your kindness. I will still lead your camels in for you, to repay you."
The man nodded to her and handed her the camels' leads. Then he turned his attention back to the cart he was pushing.
As the last of the caravan merchants and Kairi passed through the gates of the palace, the guards looked at her suspiciously. Kairi tried to give a small smile, but she couldn't; she was too nervous. The guards looked big and scary.
Oh, Ra, please let me be successful!
Once inside, the man turned back to Kairi, and handed her a loaf of dark brown bread.
"Will this be enough, or do you need more?"
"I think this will be fine. My brothers and mother and I thank you and may the gods always watch over you."
Kairi felt very bad for lying to the man, especially since he seemed so nice. But she tried not to think about it as she turned and began walking toward the gates again. Looking over her shoulder, she saw that the man was now busy rummaging through his cart. Kairi doubled back swiftly and ducked passed him.
Once she was farther down along the length of the caravan, she began looking for the item Bakura wanted her to steal.
It was a golden vase, decorated with pictures of the gods and their servants and priests, with the waters of the Nile playing at their feet.
"It will be small, about this size," Bakura had told her, holding his hands apart about a foot. "and this wide." again he held up his hands, about 8 inches, forming a circle with his hands. "I want you to bring it back for me, and if you do, you can work with me. Agreed?"
Kairi had nodded and moved off.
Kairi searched many of the streets, trying to avoid bumping into people. It wasn't an easy task; the streets before the palace were very crowded.
At last she spied a small stand selling many different novelties, glinting golden in the sun. And there, at the very front of the cart, stood the vase, the very picture of what Bakura had wanted.
But there was a problem: the merchant who owned the cart was watching his items like a hawk. Kairi paused uncertain of what to do. Just as she was pondering, a small boy ran by and bumped her. As he hit her, she had a brilliant idea.
She grabbed the boy's wrist and pulled him to a stop.
"Hey, lemme go!!" he cried.
"Boy, would you be nice enough to do me a favor?"
"No!" the kid answered, clawing at Kairi's hand.
"Please? I'll be willing to give you some of my money. Is that enough?"
"NO!" the boy said again.
"What if... what if I also offer to give you a little kiss?" Kairi asked, batting her eyelashes.
The boy stopped struggling and looked up at her. Kairi realized he was only about 12.
"Really?" he asked.
"Yes. But you have to be a good boy and do as I say. Are you a fast runner?" she asked, letting go of his wrist.
"The fastest in all of Egypt!" he said proudly, puffing out his chest.
Kairi grinned. "Perfect. Now, all you have to do is come with me to that street vendor, and ask him to see something that he has on the back of the cart, where he has to turn his back to me. As soon as I yell run, you had better show me how fast you can run and run towards the palace. Even if he starts shouting at us, you have to promise me that you won't stop for anything, okay...er...what's your name?"
"Odhed." the boy replied. "So that's all I have to do?"
"Yes." Kairi replied. "Can you do that for me, Odhed?"
Odhed nodded eagerly.
"Great. Let's go now."
Kairi led the way over to the cart. The man eyed them suspiciously.
"Yes?"
Kairi nudged Odhed.
"Huh? Oh, right! Excuse me, but could we please...er... see that...that box you have, back there?"
"This box?" asked the man, pointing.
"Er...yes."
"I have many important things in there. Will you be careful?" he growled. He clearly didn't trust them.
"Believe me, sir, " Kairi said in a false sweet tone. "My little brother would never do anything bad while I'm here."
The man glared at the children for a moment, then bent down and began rummaging throughout the box.
Kairi lunged for the vase, wrapping it in her arms and leaping down the street.
"Run, kid! Now, run as fast as you can!" she called.
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There you are! The end of the second chapter! Please tell me what you think of it by reviewing. That would be such a bug help! You could also e-mail suggestions to me. One problem though, my trigun.com e-mail is down, so send it to me at rurouni_yuki@yahoo.com I'll update that on my profile too (or try to, at least.). Well, see ya in the next chappie!!