Over the next couple of days the tension had risen to an almost unbearable level between the two people whose personalities clashed badly like fire and water. Each element as strong as the other yet which would last in this mighty clash of powers? Now they barely even looked at each other and either spoke to the other it was quick, short and to the point.
"I'm going," Bakura called glaring at Senenet in a fowl manner as though she was the worst thing on the planet.
"Where to? Hell?" she taunted sneering at him, they were both as bad as each other; change one of their appearances a bit and you'd think they were siblings.
"Not if you'll be there," he retorted turning away from her and crossing his arms defiantly.
"Same here!" she replied and he stormed out of the door slamming it behind him, leaving Senenet alone. She sighed and plopped down on a nearby seat looking at her hands and then the door, "Why can't you just be nicer Bakura?" she asked herself. "Cause you always act like a stubborn," she kicked the floor, "spoilt," she stood up abruptly, "self-absorbed," she stamped the floor, hard, "little brat," and with that said she headed off to get something to eat.
---Bakura, Bakura's P.O.V---
That little bitch, she's not even grateful for what I give her, I treat her better than many other slaves! Ra damn that spoilt brat, she's just so arrogant and self-centred, arg, it gets on my nerves and she does it deliberately. I'd ring her neck if I could, there's just something that stopping me, something I don't understand. But if only she'd stop being so stubborn, then maybe I could stop acting the way I do, this is all her fault; she's brought this upon herself.
---Senenet, No P.O.V---
The blonde haired girl was sitting on the roof, her hair was flying about her and her eyes carefully looked at the clear blue skies as the sun gave her a tan, more like sun burn! Her eyes then began to wonder and she looked all over the city and even…the palace, it was huge and beautiful. Its décor caught the midday sun wonderfully and shone brightly as though it was made of light itself.
"Admiring the palace eh?" came a voice Senenet did not recognise; she peered over the roof to see the grinning face of a boy with red eyes the rest of him was covered by a dark cloak. So she was unable to see more of him, but she did see blond bangs that were zigzag shaped.
"Yes, it's beautiful, but is there a reason for your presence here?" she asked looking intently at the boy who frowned slightly.
"Why do you ask, surely someone as beautiful as you does not live somewhere like this," the boy commented.
"I take that as a compliment but really I do live here now tell me the reason for your coming," she commanded jumping from the roof and landing beside the boy.
"First tell me your name, then maybe you shall know," the boy answered and now it was Senenet's turn to scowl.
"Maybe does not satisfy me, tell me your name and the reason for this sudden and unplanned visit," Senenet persuaded and the boy sighed.
"I see there is no way to get round you is there?" she shook her head; no, "my name is Yami and I came here on behalf of the Pharaoh," he explained.
"If that is thy reason then why have you no attendants and why does the Pharaoh not come himself, has he no time to spare his people?" she asked not really believing what this boy had said, she just had a feeling.
"He would have time and would do as you suggest however the matters of the court are pressing at this moment," Yami explained but Senenet still didn't believe him, she had a knack for telling when people were lying.
"Very well but what is the business of the Pharaoh that he must send you here, I have nothing to offer to him or to anyone," she pointed out.
"If it is so nothing then why do you refuse me entry?" the boy asked quirking an eyebrow, he thought that would stump her but it didn't.
"I refuse you that courtesy for the small reason that I merely live and work here I do not own this place and it is therefore in my power to let you in. However I am bound to not let any stranger pass without the allowance to do so," she explained.
"But I am no strange I seek to talk with the owner of this house," Yami said and then gasped, "I still do not know your name."
"My name is Senenet but based open your previous comments you do not know the master of this house and you are a stranger to me and therefore I am bound to forbid your entry," she replied standing in front of the door and crossing her arms.
"Just let me see the master," Yami pleaded, "my business is great and I must tell them immediately."
"When you said them it means you know not the gender of the master therefore you have no trusty business here so go now lest I should find it compulsory to use force," Senenet threatened.
"Listen this waists precious time and my business is urgent, I have other matters to attend to and cannot stay here forever," Yami explained moving towards Senenet who did not budge, she just glared at him.
"Then go, if thy message is in form of writing or speech let me take it on, however, I do know how to fight and I also have things I must do. I do not seek to play idly with words and waist precious time," Senenet growled through clenched teeth.
"Just let me past," Yami cried lunging at her but he was tackled from the side, all Senenet saw was a white blur.
It soon stilled and the hood of Yami's cloak had fallen to reveal ebony, crimson tipped, and spiky hair. More blonde bangs ran through it but that was not the import part, Bakura was straddling Yami's hips pinning him down while Yami thrashed around. "If you have news for me then state it now or you shall find yourself dead by morning," Bakura threatened taking out a dagger from somewhere and holding it to Yami's neck.
"Let me go," Yami cried thrashing around more but managing to cut his own neck by accident, he stilled instantly and gasped.
Bakura smirked, "If though hast no news for me then explain to me what thou came here for," he demanded.
"I came here on Pharaoh's orders now remove you dagger this instant," Yami commanded yet Bakura did not comply.
"It appears that in our position I am somewhat better off, however you may go this once but return again then Ra help you," Bakura threatened twirling the dagger with ease in his nimble fingers. Yami scrambled to his feet and dusted himself off before running in the direction of the city, he ran quickly for someone of his stature.
"Thank-you Bakura," Senenet called and Bakura spun around in surprise, he spun on his heel a little too fast and ended up falling backwards. However he did not hit the ground because Senenet had rushed forwards and grabbed his wrist, well, it only delayed his fall. He was heavier than Senenet and ended up pulling her down with him, she landed on top of him in a rather awkward position.
Bakura smirked, "Well this is a surprise is it going anywhere," Senenet gasped and elbowed his chest which she was conveniently lying upon.
"You're rude and arrogant you know that Senenet accused attempting to get back up but Bakura just pulled her down again, her face was now hanging over his.
"I'm also infatuated with you," he replied smirked and she blinked.
"By that what do mean?" she asked not really sure where this conversation, if it could be called that, was going.
"I mean," he leaned up and touched her lips with his, "I love you."
She blinked, "But I don't understand, how can you be so cold and then suddenly say this, it doesn't make sense Bakura."
"So you're saying I'm confusing," he suggested and she nodded; yes, "well your temperamental, one minute you happy, they next your angry, but whatever mood your in your Ra damned beautiful."
"Judging on character Bakura you're the last person I would have expected to say something like that," Senenet exclaimed.
Bakura smirked again, "then I surprised you," he return and this time he allowed Senenet to get up he followed. She turned to leave but Bakura grabbed her wrist, "Do you care about me Senenet?" he inquired.
"I," she didn't look at him, "I don't know," she replied, Bakura nodded in understanding and let her wrist go.
"You will think about it wont you," Bakura asked walking up to her, she looked at him and nodded, he smirked, "good," with that the two both went inside.
Well that's it, the next chapter's gonna have a good bit it, I've got over my writers block. Oh, if you going to comment on how Yami and Senenet were speaking then blame my English teacher we've been watching the modernised form of Romeo and Juliet, arg, poetic speech! I don't mind it but it gets confusing!!
