Spirit of the Heart
By: Tiger LiLy
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Disclaimer: I own what I own.
(A/N: Warning! This chapter contains lime! No lemon! Sorry!)
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Chapter 8: The Rekindling of an Old Flame
"A week had passed and during that time, I found the Pharaoh to be not as I had perceived him to be. He showed me kindness and equality. That's when I made my first confrontation."
(Continue Flashback now in Reira's POV)
The Pharaoh had asked if I would accompany him as he took walk around the palace.
"My Pharaoh, may I ask a question?"
He nodded.
"My Pharaoh, might I ask, why am I not aloud to leave the palace?"
He gave me a quizzical look. "What?"
"A week ago I wanted to go see my family put I wasn't permitted to leave."
He frowned but his voice was gentle. "I never gave such orders."
Now I looked quizzical.
"You wish to see your family?"
"Yes." I nodded.
The Pharaoh then called over a servant. "Take Reira to my finest chariot and find her an escort so that she may go see her family." He then turned back to me. "I wish for you to come back."
"If the Pharaoh wishes it so, then I will." I bowed.
"I do." He smiled.
I then left with the servant.
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My second confrontation I was faced with when I spoke to my sister.
"Are you in love with the Pharaoh?" Nikkou asked with wide eyes.
I had told her of all the events the week had for me. "In love with the Pharaoh?" I scoffed at the preposterous idea. "I can't fall in love with the Pharaoh! He is the Pharaoh, and I am me."
But after I had said that, I felt something strange. I thought it came from stomach but I discovered it was coming from my heart. A sick feeling I had not ever experienced.
*******
When I returned to the palace, to the Pharaoh, I still felt my strange illness. That's when I made my first confession.
"My Pharaoh?"
"Come in, Reira. You wanted to see me?"
"Yes." I stepped inside shyly. I was so nervous and it didn't help the ill feeling.
"What is it?"
"First, I wanted to thank you for allowing me to visit my family."
He nodded.
"Second, I would like to confess."
"Confess?"
"Yes, my Pharaoh. I want to confess to my charges. I did participate in a shadow game." I hung my head.
"I thought as such." He replied.
I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping he really was the kind king he had shone me this past week. I then heard his footsteps as approached me. His gentle hand reached out and his fingers guided my chin up. Before I knew it, I was staring into his dark violet eyes.
"I release you of all charges. You did no crime."
A look of surprise was across my face. He must have thought it funny since he smiled and removed his hand from my face. I felt warm all over. He had never touched me before. It was so soft and gentle. The illness of my heart could only get worse the more I thought about it. I couldn't control it. My heart begged for me to continue my admission. That's when I made my second confession.
"My Pharaoh."
"Yes?"
"I wish to confess again."
"What is it?"
"I love you." Before I realized I had said those words, they flowed over my tongue and dripped from my lips. "I love you."
He looked at me; into my eyes. With each passing second of silence, the sickness in my heart grew worse. I couldn't stand it.
"Please, my Pharaoh, don't deny me. I need you."
He seemed troubled. Conflicted eternally. I could see it in his eyes. I gently took his hand, held it to my face, and savored the feel of his skin. "I've never, in all my life, met someone so kind to me. Please, let me be with you even if it is for one night; tonight."
I felt tears fall down my cheeks and wet his hand. He took his free hand and touched the other cheek and wiped my tears. I looked up at him in wonder.
"I don't want you only for one night."
My lips quivered when he leaned into me and touched my lips with his. I suddenly felt the illness in my heart lift and melt away. I was now floating; flying.
I gasped when he continued his assault of kisses down my neck. "My Pharaoh." I breathed.
He then lifted his head and looked in my eyes. He leaned in to my ear and whispered. "Yami."
'Yami?' I then felt him assault my neck once more. "Oh, Yami. My Yami." I breathed in his ear.
*******
I woke up to the bright sun shining down on me. Never had I slept this long into the day but I new the reason for my fatigue, and he was lying next to me.
My eyes fluttered to adjust to the light. When I could see, I looked up and into the eyes of the Pharaoh. I did not know how long he had been watching me but he looked like he had been awake for a while. A sweet, lazy smile greeted me.
There was a suddenly knock at the chamber door. My grip on the sheets tightened, as I made sure my nude form was covered. I watched as Yami rose out of the bed and dressed in a robe to answer his chamber door, for my sake, instead of giving permission to the servant or whomever to enter.
The Pharaoh had daily business to attend to and had to leave me, but only for a while.
"I must leave you for now." He spoke as he dressed himself. He would not allow any of his servants to enter his chamber so he had to dress himself.
He then came to me as I sat up on his bed, clad in only his sheets. He reached out his gentle hand and caressed my warm cheek. "It pains me to leave you."
I reached up and held his hand to my face a moment longer before kissing his palm. "It pains me to see you leave."
"I will come to you tonight."
"I will be waiting for you."
*******
Our secret affair had continued on for nearly a week. It was during that time did I obtain the gold necklace as a gift from Yami.
I pined for him during the day, but once evening came, I had him all to myself. He was mine and I was his. But one morning as I gathered my clothes so I could head back to my own chamber to await the servants to come for me, my mind became troubled. I told him I loved him. But had never convey if he felt that way to me.
Did he love me?
*******
One evening, I sat in my chamber when the Pharaoh- no, Yami came to me. He looked deeply distressed.
"What's wrong?" I asked as I stood up out of my chair.
He walked over to me and eloped me in his arms and hugged me to his ridged, tense body. "I am distressed with matters of the Shadow Games."
"Is there anything I can do, my Pharaoh?" I asked.
"Just let me hold you."
And that I did.
"Reira."
"Yes?"
"I want you to know that I won't let anything happen to you."
I nodded. He then hugged me closer to his body so that I was perfectly pressed to him. I felt his hand brush back my hair and caress my neck. He leaned down and I thought he was going to kiss me but his lips found their way to my ear and not my awaiting lips. I felt his warm breath when he exhaled. "I love you."
My body tingled from his words that I had hoped to hear. He then gripped me to him as he ravished my mouth. As I clung to him, I could feel something different in this kiss. We both loved each other. And now that we both had professed out deep affection, there was a new, stronger bond between us. We weren't just physically connected anymore, it was spiritual. I could have sworn that I had touched his soul that night and he had touched mine. I knew then that our love would be for all eternity.
(End Flashback and Reira's POV)
Reira looked up at Yami. "I woke early the next morning to find you gone from my side. I dressed and ventured forth to find your whereabouts." Reira's face saddened as her chin dropped slightly.
Yami looked at her with worry.
Reira continued. "Priests said that you had not only saved Egypt that night from eternal darkness, but the entire world. I do not know what happened, but I do know that your soul that I had touched that night was gone from this place. I was so struck with grief I had wanted to die myself, but I did not want your death to be in vain. You saved the world and you saved me. You said you wouldn't let anything happen to me. And you kept your word."
Yami stared at her. "I'm so sorry, Reira, for causing you so much grief."
Reira brightened and shook her head. "But you see, the Priests found prophesies that told of the Pharaoh's return when the world would once again be in danger. That is when I saw my chance to be with you again." She held up her necklace. "I had found a way to preserve my heart and soul so that when you returned, I would awaken and we could reunite. With my sister's help, I was able to cast a spell to transfer my heart and soul into the necklace you gave me. But since it was not known to when the Pharaoh would return, and I had no children of my own, my sister kept the necklace and it was passed down to her daughter when she had passed on. From then, the necklace had been forever passed on to generation to generation."
"And now?"
"And now, after all these centuries, we are finally reunited." Reira grasped his hand and held it to her cheek. "My Yami."
"Reira."
"Yes?"
"Let me hold you."
It was like a replay of their last night together. Yami embraced Reira and felt his heart beat quicken. He remembered this feeling. He remembered the cause of this feeling; her. He remembered her. Her eyes, her hair, her skin, her lips, he even began to recall an intimate moment or two they had shared, but most importantly, he remembered saying that he loved her. He was in love with her but was scared that harm would come to her. It was dangerous for a man in his position to love. Most Pharaohs don't love the women they wed but lust them. But this is not what he felt and he couldn't deny it any longer so that night- he told her he loved her.
"I still love you, Yami." He heard her whisper.
"Yes, and I still love you." He replied.
She looked up at him for a moment before leaning up to his lips and caressing them softly with her own. The gentle touch quickly heated into one of passion.
"Yami." Reira breathed when their lips parted for a moment before reconnecting.
Yami was loosing control of his senses. All he could think, feel, smell, and taste was Reira. He then felt her take his hand and hold it to the breast of her shirt.
"Please, don't deny me. I need you." She panted, still slightly out of breath from the intense, passionate kissing from a moment ago. "Even if it's for one night; tonight."
He then felt the warm flesh as she unbuttoned her shirt and guided his hand to her breast. She was so soft and warm. He looked in her eyes. "I don't want you only for one night." He said with most sincerity. But before Yami gave in and lost control, he pulled himself away from Reira. He gave an aggravated sigh as he got up from the couch and took a couple of steps away from her. "But I can't have you."
Reira looked hurt and confused as she re-buttoned her shirt. "I don't understand?"
Yami turned around so that he was facing Reira once again. "Reira, it is true that we are reunited in spirit, but-" He sat down again next to her and took her hand. "But we can't reunite in flesh. These are not our vessels. We cannot do whatever we wish."
Reira's gaze dropped and she stared at her free hand. "You're right, Yami." She replied sadly. "We no longer are what we once were. And these vessels are not ours."
Yami nodded.
"But I am still glad to be here with you again, even if it is like this." Reira brightened. "Even if we can't make love, I know that you love me. And I love you. Our souls will be together for eternity."
"Yes." Yami agreed. He then pulled her to him and embraced her.
"My Yami." Reira sighed as she squeezed him back in return.
*******
That evening, Hana had gotten ready for bed, put on her robe, and was brushing her hair as she sat at her vanity table. She was distracted by a creaking sound from her door. She turned and saw no one at the door as it had merely opened on it's own.
She shrugged it off and turned back to her mirror as she ran the brush through her long raven hair once more. But now, there was a second reflection in the mirror. Hana gasped and dropped her brush as she spun around to the figure.
"Bakura?!"
Bakura had the darkest grin she had ever seen. His eyes had the same darkness. "Hello, Hana. Or should I say, Reira." He spoke.
Suddenly, everything went black.
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More to come! Keep reading!
Tiger LiLy =^..^=
By: Tiger LiLy
*******
Disclaimer: I own what I own.
(A/N: Warning! This chapter contains lime! No lemon! Sorry!)
*******
Chapter 8: The Rekindling of an Old Flame
"A week had passed and during that time, I found the Pharaoh to be not as I had perceived him to be. He showed me kindness and equality. That's when I made my first confrontation."
(Continue Flashback now in Reira's POV)
The Pharaoh had asked if I would accompany him as he took walk around the palace.
"My Pharaoh, may I ask a question?"
He nodded.
"My Pharaoh, might I ask, why am I not aloud to leave the palace?"
He gave me a quizzical look. "What?"
"A week ago I wanted to go see my family put I wasn't permitted to leave."
He frowned but his voice was gentle. "I never gave such orders."
Now I looked quizzical.
"You wish to see your family?"
"Yes." I nodded.
The Pharaoh then called over a servant. "Take Reira to my finest chariot and find her an escort so that she may go see her family." He then turned back to me. "I wish for you to come back."
"If the Pharaoh wishes it so, then I will." I bowed.
"I do." He smiled.
I then left with the servant.
*******
My second confrontation I was faced with when I spoke to my sister.
"Are you in love with the Pharaoh?" Nikkou asked with wide eyes.
I had told her of all the events the week had for me. "In love with the Pharaoh?" I scoffed at the preposterous idea. "I can't fall in love with the Pharaoh! He is the Pharaoh, and I am me."
But after I had said that, I felt something strange. I thought it came from stomach but I discovered it was coming from my heart. A sick feeling I had not ever experienced.
*******
When I returned to the palace, to the Pharaoh, I still felt my strange illness. That's when I made my first confession.
"My Pharaoh?"
"Come in, Reira. You wanted to see me?"
"Yes." I stepped inside shyly. I was so nervous and it didn't help the ill feeling.
"What is it?"
"First, I wanted to thank you for allowing me to visit my family."
He nodded.
"Second, I would like to confess."
"Confess?"
"Yes, my Pharaoh. I want to confess to my charges. I did participate in a shadow game." I hung my head.
"I thought as such." He replied.
I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping he really was the kind king he had shone me this past week. I then heard his footsteps as approached me. His gentle hand reached out and his fingers guided my chin up. Before I knew it, I was staring into his dark violet eyes.
"I release you of all charges. You did no crime."
A look of surprise was across my face. He must have thought it funny since he smiled and removed his hand from my face. I felt warm all over. He had never touched me before. It was so soft and gentle. The illness of my heart could only get worse the more I thought about it. I couldn't control it. My heart begged for me to continue my admission. That's when I made my second confession.
"My Pharaoh."
"Yes?"
"I wish to confess again."
"What is it?"
"I love you." Before I realized I had said those words, they flowed over my tongue and dripped from my lips. "I love you."
He looked at me; into my eyes. With each passing second of silence, the sickness in my heart grew worse. I couldn't stand it.
"Please, my Pharaoh, don't deny me. I need you."
He seemed troubled. Conflicted eternally. I could see it in his eyes. I gently took his hand, held it to my face, and savored the feel of his skin. "I've never, in all my life, met someone so kind to me. Please, let me be with you even if it is for one night; tonight."
I felt tears fall down my cheeks and wet his hand. He took his free hand and touched the other cheek and wiped my tears. I looked up at him in wonder.
"I don't want you only for one night."
My lips quivered when he leaned into me and touched my lips with his. I suddenly felt the illness in my heart lift and melt away. I was now floating; flying.
I gasped when he continued his assault of kisses down my neck. "My Pharaoh." I breathed.
He then lifted his head and looked in my eyes. He leaned in to my ear and whispered. "Yami."
'Yami?' I then felt him assault my neck once more. "Oh, Yami. My Yami." I breathed in his ear.
*******
I woke up to the bright sun shining down on me. Never had I slept this long into the day but I new the reason for my fatigue, and he was lying next to me.
My eyes fluttered to adjust to the light. When I could see, I looked up and into the eyes of the Pharaoh. I did not know how long he had been watching me but he looked like he had been awake for a while. A sweet, lazy smile greeted me.
There was a suddenly knock at the chamber door. My grip on the sheets tightened, as I made sure my nude form was covered. I watched as Yami rose out of the bed and dressed in a robe to answer his chamber door, for my sake, instead of giving permission to the servant or whomever to enter.
The Pharaoh had daily business to attend to and had to leave me, but only for a while.
"I must leave you for now." He spoke as he dressed himself. He would not allow any of his servants to enter his chamber so he had to dress himself.
He then came to me as I sat up on his bed, clad in only his sheets. He reached out his gentle hand and caressed my warm cheek. "It pains me to leave you."
I reached up and held his hand to my face a moment longer before kissing his palm. "It pains me to see you leave."
"I will come to you tonight."
"I will be waiting for you."
*******
Our secret affair had continued on for nearly a week. It was during that time did I obtain the gold necklace as a gift from Yami.
I pined for him during the day, but once evening came, I had him all to myself. He was mine and I was his. But one morning as I gathered my clothes so I could head back to my own chamber to await the servants to come for me, my mind became troubled. I told him I loved him. But had never convey if he felt that way to me.
Did he love me?
*******
One evening, I sat in my chamber when the Pharaoh- no, Yami came to me. He looked deeply distressed.
"What's wrong?" I asked as I stood up out of my chair.
He walked over to me and eloped me in his arms and hugged me to his ridged, tense body. "I am distressed with matters of the Shadow Games."
"Is there anything I can do, my Pharaoh?" I asked.
"Just let me hold you."
And that I did.
"Reira."
"Yes?"
"I want you to know that I won't let anything happen to you."
I nodded. He then hugged me closer to his body so that I was perfectly pressed to him. I felt his hand brush back my hair and caress my neck. He leaned down and I thought he was going to kiss me but his lips found their way to my ear and not my awaiting lips. I felt his warm breath when he exhaled. "I love you."
My body tingled from his words that I had hoped to hear. He then gripped me to him as he ravished my mouth. As I clung to him, I could feel something different in this kiss. We both loved each other. And now that we both had professed out deep affection, there was a new, stronger bond between us. We weren't just physically connected anymore, it was spiritual. I could have sworn that I had touched his soul that night and he had touched mine. I knew then that our love would be for all eternity.
(End Flashback and Reira's POV)
Reira looked up at Yami. "I woke early the next morning to find you gone from my side. I dressed and ventured forth to find your whereabouts." Reira's face saddened as her chin dropped slightly.
Yami looked at her with worry.
Reira continued. "Priests said that you had not only saved Egypt that night from eternal darkness, but the entire world. I do not know what happened, but I do know that your soul that I had touched that night was gone from this place. I was so struck with grief I had wanted to die myself, but I did not want your death to be in vain. You saved the world and you saved me. You said you wouldn't let anything happen to me. And you kept your word."
Yami stared at her. "I'm so sorry, Reira, for causing you so much grief."
Reira brightened and shook her head. "But you see, the Priests found prophesies that told of the Pharaoh's return when the world would once again be in danger. That is when I saw my chance to be with you again." She held up her necklace. "I had found a way to preserve my heart and soul so that when you returned, I would awaken and we could reunite. With my sister's help, I was able to cast a spell to transfer my heart and soul into the necklace you gave me. But since it was not known to when the Pharaoh would return, and I had no children of my own, my sister kept the necklace and it was passed down to her daughter when she had passed on. From then, the necklace had been forever passed on to generation to generation."
"And now?"
"And now, after all these centuries, we are finally reunited." Reira grasped his hand and held it to her cheek. "My Yami."
"Reira."
"Yes?"
"Let me hold you."
It was like a replay of their last night together. Yami embraced Reira and felt his heart beat quicken. He remembered this feeling. He remembered the cause of this feeling; her. He remembered her. Her eyes, her hair, her skin, her lips, he even began to recall an intimate moment or two they had shared, but most importantly, he remembered saying that he loved her. He was in love with her but was scared that harm would come to her. It was dangerous for a man in his position to love. Most Pharaohs don't love the women they wed but lust them. But this is not what he felt and he couldn't deny it any longer so that night- he told her he loved her.
"I still love you, Yami." He heard her whisper.
"Yes, and I still love you." He replied.
She looked up at him for a moment before leaning up to his lips and caressing them softly with her own. The gentle touch quickly heated into one of passion.
"Yami." Reira breathed when their lips parted for a moment before reconnecting.
Yami was loosing control of his senses. All he could think, feel, smell, and taste was Reira. He then felt her take his hand and hold it to the breast of her shirt.
"Please, don't deny me. I need you." She panted, still slightly out of breath from the intense, passionate kissing from a moment ago. "Even if it's for one night; tonight."
He then felt the warm flesh as she unbuttoned her shirt and guided his hand to her breast. She was so soft and warm. He looked in her eyes. "I don't want you only for one night." He said with most sincerity. But before Yami gave in and lost control, he pulled himself away from Reira. He gave an aggravated sigh as he got up from the couch and took a couple of steps away from her. "But I can't have you."
Reira looked hurt and confused as she re-buttoned her shirt. "I don't understand?"
Yami turned around so that he was facing Reira once again. "Reira, it is true that we are reunited in spirit, but-" He sat down again next to her and took her hand. "But we can't reunite in flesh. These are not our vessels. We cannot do whatever we wish."
Reira's gaze dropped and she stared at her free hand. "You're right, Yami." She replied sadly. "We no longer are what we once were. And these vessels are not ours."
Yami nodded.
"But I am still glad to be here with you again, even if it is like this." Reira brightened. "Even if we can't make love, I know that you love me. And I love you. Our souls will be together for eternity."
"Yes." Yami agreed. He then pulled her to him and embraced her.
"My Yami." Reira sighed as she squeezed him back in return.
*******
That evening, Hana had gotten ready for bed, put on her robe, and was brushing her hair as she sat at her vanity table. She was distracted by a creaking sound from her door. She turned and saw no one at the door as it had merely opened on it's own.
She shrugged it off and turned back to her mirror as she ran the brush through her long raven hair once more. But now, there was a second reflection in the mirror. Hana gasped and dropped her brush as she spun around to the figure.
"Bakura?!"
Bakura had the darkest grin she had ever seen. His eyes had the same darkness. "Hello, Hana. Or should I say, Reira." He spoke.
Suddenly, everything went black.
*******
More to come! Keep reading!
Tiger LiLy =^..^=