KAIRA-CHAN: Gomen if the spacing is really fucked . I think it has something to do with the writing program I'm using (Microsoft Word)
PHARAOH YAMI: I'm sure -.-;
KAIRA-CHAN: It's true!!!!
KYLA: Kywa-chan no own Yu-Gi-Oh
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Gods!!
Bes: God of Dreams
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Once again, Abayomi stood in the darkness. But this time, he wasn't standing alone. He had Bakura and Jonouchi standing beside him. He smiled. He felt comforted with his friends by his side.
"I see you've brought...friends..." the voice said from the shadows. It sounded familiar to him now, somehow.
Bakura and Jonouchi moved closed to Abayomi.
"Who are you?" Jonouchi called threateningly into the darkness.
"I am..." The voice laughed. "You'll see..."
"Tell me who you are now!" Said Bakura, drawing his knife. Abayomi looked at them both, glad they were by his side.
"Ah, little Bakura, you should know who I am well enough by now..." Said the voice.
Bakura blinked. "Who – "
"Ah, you two...you don't know who Abayomi," He sneered Abayomi's name, "Is...do you?"
Jonouchi and Bakura blinked. It was Jonouchi who broke the short silence that followed. "He's Abayomi! He's our friend!" Bakura nodded.
"Is that what you think?"
"That's what we know!" Jonouchi yelled.
Whispering carried through the shadows. Abayomi tried to catch what it was saying, but he couldn't hear it. It sounded like many people were whispering, and he couldn't understand.
Bakura and Jonouchi turned to him. "Is that true?" Bakura asked.
Abayomi blinked, and stared at them dumbly. "It must be, he's not answering us," Hissed Jonouchi.
"You lied to us," Bakura growled.
Then...they faded into the darkness, and Abayomi was once again left alone in the darkness, alone with the laughter. The laughter...
* * *
Abayomi woke up to see Jonouchi's worried face hovering above his. "Hey, Abayomi, is everything OK? You looked like you were having a night scare..." said Jonouchi.
"It's nothing important. I just don't think Bes likes me very much," Laughed Abayomi. It was just a dream, unknowingly he let out a sigh of relief.
"Listen, Eshe is getting trailed for harboring an outlaw who I think might be you, I'm going to go watch, I suggest you stay here and DON'T leave my house, OK?" Abayomi nodded. Jonouchi ran out of the house.
Abayomi thought over the conversation in his head. Eshe was on trial...whatever that was, and he was an...outlaw?
Nothing that important... really. Considering he didn't know what half those words meant...
"Listen son. This, is a trial. I can decide on the outcome, most of the time. If they lose their trial...they die," A voice ran in the back of his head.
If they lose...they die... Realization struck Abayomi hard. He shot up. Then jumped to his feet. He fell on his knee's again, but this time, he wouldn't take no for an answer. He got up again, and again, until finally, he stayed up.
He ran out of the house, full speed.
"Guilty!" He heard someone cry. He couldn't tell how far away they were. He ran sooner, he didn't like the sounds of those calls.
He turned the corner, and saw Eshe, with a rope hanging around her neck. Someone was standing behind her ready to push her off a platform.
"Pharaoh! You can't do this!" He heard someone cry out. He saw Mahado talking to a mean looking man.
"I can do whatever I want, now out of my way!" He said, pushing Mahado hard. Mahado fell off the platform, and onto his back, hard.
"Mahado!" Aishisu called, and jumped off the platform, landing gracefully on her feet. She knelt beside him.
"MAMA!!!" Abayomi turned to see Nabooru climbing onto the platform. A man grabbed her around her waist before she could get any closer to the Pharaoh.
The Pharaoh's eyes narrowed. He turned towards the masked man standing behind Eshe.
Abayomi looked at Eshe. She had her eyes closed, tears running down her face. Her lips were moving and Abayomi knew she was praying.
He looked around frantically. Nabooru was crying frantically in the arms of the man. He looked closer at the man...was his eye...golden? Abayomi blinked, shook his head, and looked back. Yeah, the man's eye was made out of gold.
He shook his head and looked around at the other people. There were 7 adults up there, and 3 children/teens.
The adults...one had a ring that had a triangle with the eye of Ra on it, one had an anhk shaped key, one had a scale with a eye of Ra on it balanced in his hand, one had a necklace with another eye of Ra, one had a small staff with they eye of Ra on it, the man had the golden eye, now that Abayomi looked at it, it too had the eye of Ra, and the Pharaoh was wearing a Pyrimid shaped necklace, with, none-the-less, the eye of Ra. All of them looked like they were made out of solid gold.
Most of the adults looked very saddened about the outcome of this trial, but not suprised. Infact, now that Abayomi looked around, no one looked very suprised.
On the ground, Mahado and Aishisu looked at Eshe. Mahado still wasn't off of his back, but he was being propped up by Aishisu.
Anuba, that was his name, right?, was sitting by what looked like his father, crying nearly as hard as Nabooru.
Abayomi looked, and saw the boy from earlier that day standing beside the man with the weird eye. So, he was truly from the palace. Abayomi's eyes widened. Did the boy look...pleased? Yes, he did. It looked like he had just done something very pleasing to himself.
Abayomi wondered what he could be so pleased at while he was about to watch Eshe die?
Abayomi look around frantically as The Pharaoh raised his arm, about to give the order to let her drop. His eyes rested on a fairly big rock.
He wondered how big his punishment would be. He wondered if he would be killed... That was stupid of him to wonder... Of course he was, but it was the least he could do after all Eshe had done for him.
Time seemed to move slowly as he picked up the rock. At the same time, The Pharaoh began to lower his. His mouth opened as he began to shout the command.
Abayomi lifted the rock over his shoulder, and then sprung it away from him.
"Dro – SHIT!!" The Pharaoh held his forehead where the rock had hit him. Everyone who had their eyes closed, even Eshe opened them, and looked at The Pharaoh, then at the rock, then where it had come from.
Eshe was the first one to say anything. "ABAYOMI!! RUN!!" She screamed.
Abayomi looked at her. He saw the seriousness in her eyes. He turned around and began to run, but not before a guard lifted him off the ground. Abayomi found himself being carried to the platform.
"Let me go!" He screeched in protest. The guard said and did nothing. "I COMMAND YOU TO LET ME GO!" He screamed. He immediately flushed in embarrassment. Why would he listen to a commoner like him.
Yet, to his surprise, he soon found his feet on the ground. He blinked and looked at the guard.
"Um..." he looked around.
"Get your ass over hear you brat!" The Pharaoh cried. Abayomi found his legs obeying, even if he didn't want to.
"Yes?" He asked, already knowing what was going to happen. He was going to get a rope wrapped around his neck too, and then at the same time, Eshe and he were going to die. Maybe Eshe sooner, so that way he could suffer a little bit.
The Pharaoh, instead of saying anything, slapped Abayomi so hard, he went flying into a short man on the platform, with the ahnk shaped key.
"ABAYOMI!" Screamed Jonouchi from the crowd, running up to the edge of the platform.
The Pharaoh looked at him, disgusted. "Abayomi! Are you OK? Say something!" Jonouchi said.
Abayomi nodded. "Yeah, I'm OK," He said, rubbing his cheek. This all seemed so familiar some how.
The boy from earlier that day got up, and headed towards the palace. "You couldn't even keep with the name I had given you, could've you?" He hissed as he passed him, then he walked off the platform, then disappeared into the gates of the palace.
Abayomi looked at him, very confused. "Abayomi? Who is this, Abayomi?" The Pharaoh asked.
"I am sir," Abayomi said quietly. The Pharaoh looked at him. The something seemed to occur to him. "Who are your parent boy?" He asked.
Abayomi looked at everyone in the crowd. What if when they found out, they wouldn't want to be his friend anymore? What if, when they found out, they treated him like they treated Bakura?
"I don't remember, sir?" He nearly whispered.
"What? I can't hear you. Speak louder boy," He said.
"I said that I do not remember, sir," He said, a little louder, so that the Pharaoh, and a few of the Priests could hear.
The Pharaoh's eyes narrowed, and he looked long and hard ((Jeshi-chan! Stop laughing! Yeah, I know you are...you too Ishtar-chan *Glares*)) at Abayomi, as if the lie would somehow leak out.
"What do you mean you don't remember?" He shouted at Abayomi. "You have to remember! You just don't FORGET who raised you, and fed you," The Pharaoh was angry now, and most of the civilians decided it would be best if they DIDN'T stick around. Jonouchi's dad grabbed him around the collar of his clothes and dragged him away from the platform.
Abayomi's heart was thudding now. From his little rock stunt and because of the fuming Pharaoh. _Thud, Thud_ it rang in his ears. __Thud, thud__ He was getting dizzy again. __Thud, Thud__ His legs didn't want to support him anymore. __Thud, Thud__ He fell forward, everything turned black. He felt someone catch him, before he felt no more.
How could his son, forget who his father was. 'He's lying, I know he is,' he thought desperately, as he continued yelling. How could he have forgotten? But, inside, he knew that his son wasn't lying. He knew that something had happened the night he had left him in that house. "DON'T LIE TO ME BO-" His shout was cut off as the small boy fell forward.
He reached out and caught the small figure, before he hit the ground. "Yami!" Mahado cried out, jumping onto the platform. Aishisu followed, but took the stairs instead.
Mahado ran to Yami and The Pharaoh's side. "Yami!" He shouted again. He didn't touch the boy. He didn't want to get The Pharaoh angry again.
Akunamkanon looked at the man with the mask, who was standing beside Eshe. He looked at Eshe. Despite the fact that she could still very well be killed, her eyes were filled with concern for the child who wasn't even her own.
He looked at the one who WAS her own. The little girl was still crying, still in the arms of his brother, but she wasn't hysterical anymore.
Then he looked back at his own son. He felt his forehead, and immediately pulled away. This child was burning up.
Something seemed to occur to him. Yami, he was this sick, yet he still came out here to try to stop the trial. He didn't remember who he was, yet he still had the guts to throw a rock at The Pharaoh.
Surely he must know that commoners were killed if they did something that bold. He must know, yet he still did it. He didn't know that he was the prince, and that he wouldn't have been punished so severely, yet still, he did it.
He turned back to Eshe and his executioner. "Cut her loose," He commanded. The Executioner didn't move, just stared at him. "I SAID CUT HER LOOSE DAMMIT! OR DO _YOU_ WANT TO BE IN HER PLACE?"
At these words, the Executioner came to life. He took out his knife and cut the rope from the platform.
"Mama!" The little girl cried, breaking free of The Pharaoh's brother. She ran up and hugged her mother tightly around the waist.
The Pharaoh looked at them. "What the hell is wrong with my son?" He growled at them.
Eshe went up to them, and touched Abayomi. "He has a fever," She said.
"Thank you for pointing something out that I don't yet know," Akunamakanon sneered sarcastically.
"I don' t know what's wrong with him, sire. He might have a disease that some of the homeless have. He was out all day, and I wouldn't be surprised if he had come in contact with it," Eshe said.
Akunamkanon glowered at her. The he turned to the man with the ahnk. "Shimon!" He barked.
The man, Shimon came over. "Yes sir?" He asked.
"I want a cure for this disease, and quickly. I don't care how you get it, I want it as soon as humanly possible," He growled.
"Yes sir. Do I and the other priests have permission to bring in villagers to test it?" He asked.
Akunamkanon just nodded. As Shimon and the other priests left, he fell to his knees, resting the boy's head on his lap. Then he turned to Eshe. "He doesn't remember, does he?" He asked quietly.
"No, usually when someone is smacked that hard in the head, they don't," She said, a bit of insubordination ((I can't think of the right word .)) in her voice. The Pharaoh let it slide.
"You were a nurse, in the war seven years ago, weren't you?" He asked. Eshe nodded. "So...you cured lots of people right? Ones with injures (Spl?), and with sickness' right?" He continued. Once again, she nodded.
"You'll take care of my son, won't you?" He asked.
"I'll try my best, sire," She said, looking at him. She looked into his eyes. She didn't see the coldness that she had seen that day in her house. Instead, she saw great concern for a child. The look a father should have for his son.
"You care about him, don't you?" She asked kindly. He just glared at her. "No need to hide it. I can see it. It's written all over you face. I don't know what you were trying to pull off earlier, but you really do care for him. Seeing him like this must have tugged at your heartstrings," She said, her voice soft.
The Pharaoh just looked at her. "He's your son until he gets his memory back. He's still heir to the throne. Take good care of him, I'll be sending people to check up on him now and then," He said, his voice once again cold and hard. He gently lifted Yami's head off his lap, got up and walked away.
Mahado sat by Yami, not knowing what to do. The Pharaoh was never like this. He looked at Yami for a while, then turned to The Pharaoh.
"You there, take him to his house. Then see me in my throne room. We need to have a little talk about how its not nice to lie to your Pharaoh. Don't think I don't remember the little lie you told as we were passing through the village," Akunamakanon said, turning away sharply, then heading home to the palace.
Mahado gulped. "Yes sir," He said. He lifted Yami onto his back, got up, and headed towards the boy's new house.
Eshe followed, her daughter close by her side. "Mama, I'm glad you're OK," She said. Eshe nodded, then looked at Mahado, who looked back.
They both smiled at the same time. Things were going to be different from now on.
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Kaira-chan: Yay! That's another chapter done WITHOUT writers block, and once again, it's longer ^-^
Pharaoh Yami: *Sighs* Guess what Kaira-chan decided?
Kaira-chan: We're getting married next chapter *Glomps Pharaoh Yami*
Pharaoh Yami: T_T WAH!!!!!!
Kaira-chan: Oh hush now *Glares*
Kyla: Please review!
Pharaoh Yami: Hey! That's my line!
Kyla: =P Haha!
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Link the Traveler:
No problem ^-^
Tahoerollo:
Yep, it's gone ^-^...for now . Lol. Neways, is there any special reason for you name? Lol, just curious. I'm glad you liked that chapter ^-^ Hurrah!
FireSenshi:
No problem ^-^ And no longer need to wait! Here it is ^-^
Kurafan:
You really think so ^-^ Gee! Thanks ^-^ I hope it keeps getting better then ^-^
Meroko:
Lol, I'm glad ^-^ Yeah, I didn't notice how screwed the spacing was until after I got my first review, and hehe, I'm obsessed with reviews so -.-; Yeah. I'm hoping this chapter will be alittle less confuzzling.
Ishtar-chan:
I don't want you there either T-T Oh well, when school starts again, you'll find new and better friends, and then you'll forget about all of us back here in Regina T-T WAH!!! T_T Hey, maybe when Christmas comes, I can convince my parents to drive down there, so I can see you for Christmas vacation ^-^ Or I can take the bus ^-^ Hurrah! As soon as I find out your new addy -.-; Hehe, lol ^-^ I still need to get around to calling my grandma and seeing if I can call you that way....
Yami Kaira: To bad she had to leave. I could actually tolerate her...
Kaira-chan: You're not making this any easier you know u.u
