Disclaimer: *gives Yugi a bag of chocolate* Yugi: Oni Neko Tsumes does not own Yu-Gi-Oh! unfortunately……

Neko: Arigato Yugi-chan!

Bakura: *walks up to Neko* I want my knife!

Neko: But you got one from my loyal reviewer Tweak Mcfreak

Bakura: Hai but-

Neko: And you better say arigato.

Bakura: Arigato Tweak Mcfreak. The point is-

Neko: We are done Bakura. You have your knife now go away. *walks away*

Yami: She got you.

Bakura: We will see….

Ryou: Aibou remember our talk? Violence is bad.

Bakura: Hush Ryou.

Yugi: To the story! ^_^

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"You are worthless and have no credit to spout such lies."

Yami beat Bakura continually. He beat his bare back until the wounds reopened spilling his blood onto the cold floor. He kicked him in the stomach one last time so that he coughed up blood. And when Bakura thought it was over as he slipped slowly into blissful unconsciousness he was pulled cruelly back as someone was cleaning his wounds and speaking to him.

"What did you say that upset the Pharaoh so?" It was some time later and Shima had come to aid Bakura.

"Why do you need to know?"

The woman who asked the question pulled some cloth tight against his wound so that it hurt. "I am his advisor, Shima."

"If he didn't tell you then you don't need to hear from me."

"Tell me or I cannot help you."

"Why do you want to help me?"

"I will ask the questions then give you my proposal."

"I said that Mariku will rise up against him and steal Mezra and the throne."

"A-As I understand that cannot be true because they have been friends forever."

Bakura rolled over as much as well as he could. "Well maybe one of them got jealous of the other."

"Tomb raider, do you even know your past?"

"No."

Shima felt sympathy for him because he did not know his past, and because he did not know how important he was. She began to question the Pharaoh's judgment over the matter of Bakura. She was more saddened that she was not allowed to tell him his past. Shima turned to walk away.

"Wait!"

"What do you want?"

"Check on Mezra, Please."

Shima stopped and turned. "I cannot promise anything."

She knew her loyalty for her Pharaoh came first.

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Yami stormed down the hall way to his room and changed. "Servant have these clothes purified, and if it can't be done then burn them." Yami couldn't believe he had let anything that stupid tomb raider said actually get to him. Marik has always been loyal and always will be.

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Mezra looked for something to break down the door. The arrogance of the Pharaoh annoyed her a lot. She wanted to break out and get to her brother. She knew that even if she got out she probably wouldn't get far. Mezra sighed and sat down willing tears to come to her eyes as she thought about her Bakura and what Yami could do to him.

"Come now Mezra. Cheer up."

Mezra stopped the tears and turned to Marik with a look of pure hatred. "And why should I?"

"Well my dear, you are in the palace, wearing beautiful clothe, and you have two of the most respected and feared men in Egypt after you."

"And who would they be?"

"Why, me and the Pharaoh, of course."

"They sound like two creeps to me."

"Ah. That's the fight I wanted." Marik moved closer to Mezra with only one intention in mind.

"Don't come near me." Mezra picked up a small statue that decorated her room and held it ready to strike.

Marik moved near and whispered, "Do that, my dear, and Bakura shall suffer."

Mezra lowered the statue as Marik took it and put it down. She wondered how her and her brother would survive this.

"You see, I could have him drowned in the Nile, slowly." Marik moved a hand across Mezra's neck and touched her face gentlely. "We could bury him in the sand and starve him." He placed his other hand on her side and moved it down her curves. "We could mummify him, alive of course," His hand reached under her dress and ran up her leg. "Then we could always just beat him slowly until there is no blood left in his body." He forced a gentle kiss on Mezra's lips. "Oh wait, that is what we are doing…."

Mezra didn't think she could handle it anymore. She hated him and his Pharaoh. The Pharaoh probably sent Marik to do this. Tears came to her eyes as she thought 'If I can keep Marik happy then maybe he will keep my brother alive.' But she wanted to hit him so badly. His first hand ran to her hair and stroked it as he breathed softly in her ear. She raised her hand and he grabbed it and twisted it hard the wrong way and whispered, "No, no, bad Mezra."

"Marik, What are you doing?!"

Marik turned around and glared at the person standing in the open door. "Shima, to what do I owe this pleasure."

"Spare me Marik, now what are you doing?"

"I think you know what I was going to do."

"And I think you know it is illegal and I am telling the Pharaoh."

Marik groaned and ran out the door after Shima. As he closed it he said "We will finish this later Mezra."

Shima went slowly down the hallway allowing Marik to catch up with her.

"You wouldn't tell the pharaoh."

"Yes I would."

"I can do to you what I was going to do to her."

Shima thought that maybe Bakura was right. That Marik will rise up against their Pharaoh. She can't let that happen. "You are sick Marik. And you are not loyal."

Marik grabbed Shima's arm and turned her around. "What did you say?" Marik slapped Shima across the face, leaving an imprint from his ring. "Do you honestly think the Pharaoh will believe you over me? You are just another woman to him and women are only good for one thing."

"Get away! What is wrong with you?!"

At that time a messenger came running down the hallway bumping into both of them.

Marik looking pissed at being interrupted for the second time that day, "What is it?!"

"My deepest apologies, Master Marik and Priestess Shima, I have an urgent message for the Pharaoh."

Marik spoke since Shima was still in shock, "What is the message?"

"Seto has been located. Pharaoh Yami needs to know at once!"

"What did you say?!" Marik turned towards the messenger and with a disturbed look on his face and grabbed his shoulder leading him back down the hall. "Let me handle this. The Pharaoh is busy." Marik thought about Seto. 'He could betray me! I can't have him exposed yet. I will deal with that meddling Shima later.'

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Yami stood in his private room picking out another shirt to wear. His other clothes had been tainted with Bakura's unsavory blood. His attention was turned to the intrusion at the door.

"My Pharaoh, I need to speak with you at once."

"Shima, have you not the decency to knock? Maybe it was a mistake for you to come to this palace. I can always find a replacement for your lack of skill."

"I-I'm so-sorry,"

Yami softened slightly when he noticed the mark on Shima's face. "What happened?"

"It's wh-what I came to see you about…"

"Quit stuttering and say it already!"

"I, uh, Marik is not loyal!" Shima blurted out not too gracefully as Yami's face looked annoyed.

"What are you saying Shima?"

"I caught Marik messing with Mezra and he slapped me."

"What do you mean messing with her?"

"He was touching her and he threatened to rape her and me as well."

"I'm sick of this! Why is everyone convinced that Marik is not loyal?"

"Why are you so convinced that he is loyal?"

"The tomb raider's word is not trustworthy and you and Marik fight so much I am surprised you are both still alive."

"The Tomb Raider has a name, and it is Bakura."

"He is not worthy of a name. And you may be my advisor but do not speak to me in that tone."

"Sorry my Pharaoh, he is worthy by heritage, but since this mistake was made…."

"He was still brought up as a tomb raider."

"Marik is up to something. He was on his way to stop me but he went to check on Seto whom was supposedly located. I think he may be hiding something else. If you don't believe us then ask Mezra. Do you really have feelings for her or is she just another toy too"

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Neko: Thanks to all who have reviewed.

Bakura: No one review.

Yami: Why?

Bakura: Because I'm pissed at Neko.

Neko: Oh, you big baby. Fine *hands Bakura another jewel encrusted knife*

Bakura: Ok fine everyone can review now.

Neko: *sigh* Please review….