Hello to all the awesome people who take time to actually read this!! ^-^ Another chapter! I haven't quite figured out who the guy in the shadows in the beginning is but he becomes more important later. Any suggestions on who he should be? Lookie! I remembered the disclaimer:
I do not own Yugioh, which as depressing as that may seem, is true, and if the people who do own Yugioh ever feel like giving it to me, they are most welcome! ^.~
Okay! Chapter 4!
Yugi found himself still sitting in the garden as the sun set into the night. Figuring they had forgotten about him, he wandered out of the garden trying to follow Mitt's steps to the kitchen. However, he soon discovered navigating in an enormous palace with someone who knows their way around, and alone at night, were two very different things. After getting hopelessly lost, Yugi slid down against a cold marble wall and laid his head on his knees, warm tears soaking through the rough cloth to his legs.
"Well, well," a deep voice rumbled through the darkness. "What have we here?"
Yugi lifted his head and blinked sleepily. He must have dozed off. Only then did he notice the pair of tanned feet on the floor in front of him. His eyes scanned up the white tunic and over the many golden bracelets and bangles, stopping to meet, once again, a pair of crimson eyes.
Yugi shot to his feet like a cork out of a bottle, and bowed as quickly as he could manage without toppling over.
"I'm sorry your highness!" he told the floor. "I didn't see you!"
Yami raised an eyebrow at the back of Yugi's head. "Unless you have another set of eyes not visible, or sleep with yours open I would find it difficult to do so."
Yugi looked up. Surely he was going to be punished for something. But the pharaoh's eyes were laughing, very different from the eyes he had encountered previously.
"Do you need some help in finding the right path?" Yami asked.
Yugi stared. The pharaoh, a walking god, was speaking to him like an equal, not to mention offering to help him, a nobody.
"Unless you are lurking in a hall in the middle of the night for a reason?" Yami asked curiously, cocking his head to one side.
Yugi blushed. "I got lost," he muttered.
The pharaoh nodded understanding. "It takes a while to be able to recognize the different corridors," he said. "Don't worry, you'll catch on."
Yami turned and began walking down the hall. When he heard no footfalls other than his own, he turned back to see the younger boy watching him go.
"I can't very well show you where to go if you don't come, now can I?" he asked.
Yugi seemed to realize what he meant, because he scampered quickly down the hall to catch up with the pharaoh. Yami lead him down many twisting and turning passageways until reaching the garden. However, they did not stop there, and he lead Yugi on into a narrow hall with mud walls lined with wooden doors. Yami stopped near the end in front of a door with a hieroglyph for a Night-Blooming Cereus[1]
carved into it.
"These are your quarters," Yami explained. "It is your responsibility to take care of them as you wish." He turned to leave. "I'll ask someone to help you around tomorrow," he said. "Oyasuminasai[2], Yugi," and he strode off.
"Oyasuminasai, pharaoh," the boy replied. "Arigato[3]."
Yugi let himself into the room. It was airy, but had the feeling that it had not been used for a lengthy amount of time. The furniture consisted of a small wooden bed and a wobbly nightstand. At the foot of the bed was a chest, which upon further investigation was found to be holding several changes of his gardener's uniform. Yugi lay back on the bed and stared through a skylight in the straw roof.
'This turn of events is becoming very strange,' he thought to himself. 'No matter how hard I try to find the answers to all my questions, all I find are more mysteries.' He remembered a story his grandmother had told him several years ago, about to legendary heroes saving Egypt from darkness.
'You are the hope for this task,' she had told him. 'You only must find the strength to help you do it.'
When his family had died, he had set out to find the strength she had spoken of but had not gotten very far. 'So many more questions," Yugi thought as he rolled over, and fell into a restless sleep.
Yami walked down the corridor to his chamber. The boy Yugi seemed completely incapable of any malice or ill will, and Yami was finding it hard not to trust him. 'If he is the prince of light the prophecy spoke of, we are supposed to stop evil together,' Yami thought. 'Maybe it is my destiny to trust him,' he thought as he pushed open the door to his bedchamber and closed it behind him. He quickly removed his jewelry and sandals, and sank gratefully into the huge bed. He was drifting off when he felt something on his arm. His fighting reflexes made his body snap up into a defensive position as he peered around blearily, and saw Keturah smiling at him.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, still blinking sleep away from his eyes.
"I came to see you," she said, still smiling. "It's far to quiet in my room, I can't sleep. Do you think I could squeeze in there with you?" she asked, eyeing the large bed.
Yami grinned and lifted the covers for her to slip under. When she lay beside him he listened to her breathing before slipping an arm over her hip, and sinking into a deep sleep.
Keturah smiled as she felt him relax and heard his breaths deepen. She snuggled closer to him, burrowing into the pillows. She turned and looked at his face, brushing his golden bags out of his eyes. She had really come to watch him as he slept. If the prophecy was true, there would be betrayal, and she didn't want to leave his side until it was over. It was her destiny, for him, and for the world. She was sacrifice.
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[1] A desert cactus that is usually kind of ugly, except for when it blooms at night
[2] Japanese for "good night"
[3] Japanese for "thank you"
