Dammit . There was some mistakes in the last chapter. I somewhere in there, I meant to put that Bakura was 14, and when Yami asked how he learned the Kaa thingy, he was supose to say "Food isn't the only thing I steal." Dammit. Oh well, now you know.
Yami Kaira: Not everyone reads the author notes...
Kaira-chan: Yeah well, the people who do will be more informed ^-^
Yami Kaira: =.=
Kyla: Kywa-chan was witing jus fine before you brought your stupid pooey butt back!
Yami Kaira: =.= You're lucky your a child or else you'd be dead by now.
Kyla: Eep! *Huggles onto Kaira-chan's leg* KYWA!! SHES SCAWING ME!!
Kaira-chan: Yami, please stop... u.u
Yami Kaira: Make me!
Kaira-chan: PY, make her stop please *Rubbing temples*
Pharaoh Yami: Actually, I'm quite enjoying this.
Kyla: KYWA-CHAN!! MAKE THEM STOP!! *Is crying loudly*
Yami Kaira: KAIRA!! SHUT HER THE HELL UP!!
Pharaoh Yami: *Eating popcorn*
Kaira-chan: ALL OF YOU SHUT THE HELL UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Everyone: O.O
Kaira-chan: Kyla, do the disclaimed, I'm going to go take a nice, long hot bath, with incence and candles, with all the lights off, and nice, relaxing...music...*walks off* *In the bathroom they hear loud Death Metal turn on, as the tap begins to run*
Kyla: Kywa-chan no own Yu-Gi-Oh...But she does own Nabooru and Eshe and Anuba, and anyone else who doesn't appear in the show/manga....
Pharaoh Yami: I could've done better.
Kyla: COULD NOT!!
Yami Kaira: I think we all better be quiet and let Kaira relax...
Pharaoh Yami and Kyla: *Stare at her in shock, but then nod and shut up*
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RELIGIOUS SHIT!!
October 8th, or the Ninth Day of the Third month, is a bad day in the Egyptian horoscope. IT is the day of the blaming of the great ones, and basically, it says, "Do not go outside your home on any road. Do not let light fall on your face until Ra sets in the horizon."
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"See you later, 'Kura," Abayomi said, waving good-bye to his friend as he turned down a corner and weaved through the houses to his own.
"Yeah, You too 'Yomi," Bakura said, turning in the opposite direction. Not that he had anywhere to go. He was homeless. Had been for the past year. Now he lived with the gutter folk, and every now and then some girl would let him stay at her house. But her parents didn't like him that much, so he usually slept on the street. He thought about the girl.
Slim, long sleek black hair, beautiful brown eyes. He couldn't remember her name. It wasn't important anyway. She was good for one thing, and one thing only.
Giving him food. He smirked to himself. He knew that she liked him, probably even thought that she loved him. Someday, they would get married, and then they'd have lots of little brats running between their legs and tripping them up. He had to laugh out loud at that. He wasn't ever going to settle down and have little brats screaming out for him.
He was thinking this as he turned the corner and ran into – The Girl.
"Oh! Hi...you. I was just thinking about you!" He said after he stopped himself from falling to the ground.
"Really? I was just thinking about you too! My parents have gone out of town all weekend! You can stay over the whole time! Isn't that great?" She said, smiling widely.
"That's great...my little...um...gazelle. I'd love too!" He said, trying desperately to come up with her name.
"Oh, 'Kura! You're so sweet!" She said, latching herself onto his arm. "Come now. You seem a little skinny. Have you been eating enough? Come now, I'll make you a nice big meal," She said happily, pulling him along.
"Um...would you mind not calling me 'Kura? I only answer to Bakura," He said. Well, it was partially true. He'd only answer to Bakura...when it wasn't someone he liked calling him 'Kura.
"OK Bakura. Whatever makes you happy," She smiled. "Oh Bakura," She sighed dreamily.
"Yeah, whatever," He said, not really listening. "Hey, do you know what tomorrow is?" He asked suddenly.
She seemed to think a moment. "Its the Ninth day of the Third month." Something seemed to occur to her. "Hey! That's the day of the blaming of the great ones! Oh Bakura," She hugged him tightly. "To think, we'll be together all day inside a dark room."
Bakura mentally sighed at rolled his eyes. "Yeah...that's great...um...My Dove." The sacrifices he had to make for free food. Sorry, for free COOKED food, that didn't run the risk of him getting his hands cut off.
"Oh, 'Kura. You're so funny," She sighed lovingly.
"Don't call me 'Kura," He sighed again.
"Hey, I'm home," Abayomi said, pushing through the door.
"Abayomi. Shut up," Nabooru whispered loudly to him.
"What?" He asked, lowering his voice.
"Mom's asleep," She said, looking at her mothers bedroom door.
"Ooo! Has anything happened yet?" He asked, forgetting to keep his voice quiet.
"No you moron," She whispered louder still, hitting him hard over the back of the head.
"Ouch!" He said rubbing his head.
"She's just tired, that's all," Nabooru said.
"Oh! Can I go see?" He said, his voice low. He looked at Nabooru, saw the look in her eye. "Please? I'll be quick, and I'll be quiet," He said.
"Fine, just...be quiet," She said. Abayomi grinned and tiptoed quickly to Nabooru's room. He pushed the door open quietly, Nabooru close on his heels.
There was Eshe, sleeping soundly on a thick mat of reeds, her head resting on a stone pillow.
Nabooru and Abayomi walked closer, when Eshe's head turned to them. "Abayomi, Nabooru?" She said.
Abayomi and Nabooru jumped. "Did we wake you Mama?" Nabooru asked timidly. Eshe nodded. Nabooru turned and hit Abayomi over the head again. "Told you! Geez, why do you have to be so noisy?" She hissed.
Eshe laughed. "It was both of you. You two are like a heard of bulls when you're together."
Nabooru blushed in embarrassment, and muttered an apology, though whether it was to her mother or adopted brother, neither could tell.
"Come closer," Nabooru beckoned. Nabooru and Abayomi complied. "Now, Abayomi. Was it you who wanted to see how it was?" She asked. Abayomi nodded.
"Well then, come and see," She said, removing the blankets from around her. Her usual slim figure now bulged out, everything seemed to have grown. She was, infact, pragnant, and had been for quite some time now. Abayomi knelt beside her. She took his hand and placed it over her stomach. Abayomi looked at it. "It moved!" He gasped.
"Yeah, the baby's kicking," She smiled. Abayomi grinned, and put his ear to her stomach.
"Can I hear it too?" He asked, in awe.
"I doubt it," Eshe chuckled, making Abayomi's head move with her stomach. Nabooru grabbed Abayomi around the back of his robes, and threw him away. "It's my turn!" She whined.
Abayomi pouted. "But you always get to feel it," He whined back.
"Well, maybe if you and Bakura and Jonouchi weren't always out terrorizing the citizens," She said, putting a sneer on Bakura's name.
"We don't terrorize them!" He said.
"Children. Children. Please stop fighting," Nabooru said. He now soft voice reached their ears, and immediately they both stopped.
Abayomi's face went into shock as something seemed to occur to him. "Can it hear us?" He gasped.
Nabooru looked at him like that was the stupidest thing she had ever heard.
"Perhaps it can," Eshe said as Nabooru placed her hand on her mother's stomach.
Abayomi stuck his tongue out mockingly at Nabooru, and she simple glared back, then she too placed her ear to her mother's stomach. She gasped. "I think I heard something!" She cried. Abayomi ran over quickly and put his ear just beside Nabooru's, their faces facing eachother. They both grinned at the same time, their faces only an inch apart. They defiantly heard something.
They stayed like that a while longer, before Eshe finally asked them to leave. "I'm getting tired children. You should go to sleep too, so you can go and play for a long while tomorrow," She said.
Nabooru got up. "We can't play tomorrow. It's the ninth day of the third month," She said, matter-of-factly, going around and drawing the animal-skin curtains of all of her mother's windows.
"What's the Ninth day of the third month?" Abayomi asked.
Nabooru sighed. "You've lived with us for two years, and you still don't know the day's we shouldn't go out?" She scowled.
"Oh! It's something about the great ones being blamed for something?" He said. "But, the hallway always fills up with light..." He said.
"That's why you're sleeping in my room. Like you did last year. What are you, stupid?" She asked.
"Oh yeah. Sorry," He said. She finished closing her mothers windows and then retired to her room, Abayomi following. He stopped in that hall, grabbed his stuff and carried it into Nabooru's room.
He and Nabooru set up his bed, and then laid down in their own. Nabooru closed her eyes, and all was silent for a while, except the inhaling and exhaling of each other.
Abayomi lay on his bed, his eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling. "Hey...Nabooru?" He asked quietly.
Nabooru growled and rolled over in her bed. "What is it?" She asked.
"Why don't you like Bakura?" He asked.
She looked at him for a moment. "I just don't OK? Do I need a reason?" She began to close her eyes again.
"Yes," Abayomi said.
"Well, why do you like him?" She asked.
He thought for a moment. "He's really nice, and he cares a lot, for his friends. He always seems to know what I'm feeling, me and Jonouchi anyway. And... He's an orphan, too," He said. Nabooru seemed to study his features as he said this. His face seemed to fall.
"Well, I don't know. There's just something I don't like about him. You know he's a thief right?" She said.
"Yeah, I know..." He said. "He has to, to survive."
"Well, I don't know. He might seem to be trustworthy now, but I don't want you to get to involved. Who knows what he might do next?"
"Why don't you like me?" Abayomi asked, either from wanting to change the subject, or he was satisfied with her answer. Nabooru couldn't tell.
"What makes you think that?" She asked.
"You're mean to me, you're cruel to me. You insult me all the time," He said.
"I like you, sometimes," She said, looking at him. It was weird how his expression never changed when he asked this stuff. It was like his face was made from stone.
"Well...why don't you always like me?" He asked.
"Hmm..." She thought for a moment. "Because you lied about who you were," She said. "I guess that might be it."
"I don't lie about who I am," He said, looking at her.
"It was a while ago. You don't remember," She said, waving it off.
Abayomi shot up. "You knew me? Before I lost my memory I mean?" He asked. Nabooru seemed to realize what she said, and immediately covered her mouth.
"Well, I didn't really know you. I mean, I knew you, but only for an hour," She said quickly.
"Really? So you know my name? What is it? Do you know who my are my parents? What was I like?" He asked, seemingly ignoring what she had just said.
"Well...you were like you are now. Timid but always trying hide it. You hide what you feel, if you think it will make other people worry or sad," She said.
"I'm not timid," He said quietly, making Nabooru smile.
"Why do you want to know, Aby-chan? Aren't we good enough for you?" She asked, turning to face him.
He let 'Aby-chan' slide. It seemed people were always giving him nicknames. Mahado called him Yomi, Bakura was juggling Yomi and Aba, and Jounouchi called him Aba or Isha. Now Nabooru was calling him Aby.
"It's not that it's just..." His sentence trailed off. Nabooru squinted to look at his facial features. He seemed thoroughly spaced out.
"Hey, Aby-chan," No answer. "Aby? Yo, Abayomi? Are you there?"
"Maybe you'll understand when you're older... Maybe I'll understand when I'm older," He said. His voice carried a tone of sadness.
"Hey! Want to play 21 questions?" He asked, turning to face her.
"What is it?" She asked.
"It's a game. You pick someone to be. And you write it down on a sheet of papyrus, and then I'll ask you 21 yes or no questions. And then at the end, I have to try and guess who you were!" He said, smiling. She nodded. "Ok, Aby-chan." She said, pulling out a piece of Papyrus from a shelf built into the wall above her bed. Mahado was teaching both her and Abayomi to read and write, so, this game was quite possible.
Bakura stared at the girl, still clinging onto his arm as he ate the food she just cooked for him. She hadn't shut up in the last hour. Bakura suddenly had an idea, a game Abayomi had taught him.
"I have an idea!" He said suddenly, interrupting the story about how she was 4, she saw a mongoose and a snake fighting.
"Yes, 'Kura?" She asked lovingly.
"Don't call me that. Let's play a game," He said.
"OK!" She said excitedly. "What kind of game?"
"It's a special kind of game," He lowered his voice dramatically. "A quiet game." Her face fell, and he knew she thought this was a bad idea. He had to come up with a prize, and quick, before she started jabbering again. "And, if you win, you'll get a kiss, any of your choosing," He said quickly, first thing that came to his mind. He knew he wouldn't loose though. He never lost a game to anyone but Abayomi.
Her face brightened considerably. "OK!" She nodded enthusiastically. "What do you get if you win?" She asked playfully. Bakura looked in her eyes, and his stomach lurched in disgust. She thought she already knew what he would ask for, he was afterall male. "If I win, you make me a huge meal, OK?" He said. He face fell again, but not by much. After all, she could just not lose. Then her prize would be anything kiss she wanted, be it a little peck, or a full out make out tonguing session naked. He knew this. He just wasn't going to lose.
"Game start," He said. The he smirked. How could he lose against such a blabbermouth?
"You're cheating somehow!" Nabooru exclaimed, as Abayomi won for the 10th time in a row. She had only one once.
"How can I cheat? I can't change what's on the papyrus and I can't very well see yours," He grinned widely. Yet another game he never lost at.
"I'm going to sleep," She pouted, flopping down heavily. Abayomi had to stick his hand under her head for her to avoid cracking her skull on her stone pillow.
He pulled his hand away quickly. "Ow!" He cried, stuffing his fist in his mouth. He mumbled something through his fist.
"Well, if it hurt so much, you shouldn't have done it," She said mockingly, somehow understanding what he had said.
He pulled his fist out of his mouth. "You just want to go to sleep so you won't get you're butt kicked anymore," He said, with an equal amount of mocking seething through his mouth.
"No, it's just tomorrow we can't go outside, or even look out the window, or cut through the hallway to see mom. I want to go to sleep now, so I won't be so not wanting to play with you tomorrow. Losing gets boring after a while," She said.
"Really? I wouldn't know," He smirked, knowing that he had made her even more mad. He heard her suddenly snoring inhumanly loud, and knew she was faking it. He closed his eyes, and suddenly shot up. "Nabooru?" He asked, quietly. The snoring stopped.
"What is it now Aby-chan?" She asked.
"I'm... kind of... afraid of the dark..." He said, not really wanting too.
He heard her turn towards him in her bed, but he wouldn't look at him.
"So...If I get scared or something tonight or tomorrow, do you think that you could say something, just to let me know I'm not alone?" He asked.
"Uh...sure Aby," She said, not quiet sure what to do. Last year he didn't say anything about this. But she did hear him shivering somewhere. She figured that somehow he was just cold.
"Thank you, Nabby," He said.
"Nabby?" Nabooru asked, blinking.
"I'm Aby, your Nabby, it's only fair," He said, and she could hear the smirk in his voice.
"Whatever," she said, grinning, glad that she just made him happier. Though, he still wasn't facing him...
Abayomi grinned. Nabby, it suited her...somehow. He whipped the tears from his eyes, he just told her he was afraid of the dark, he wasn't going to let her see him cry.
Nabooru laid in her bed, until she heard Abayomi's breathing becoming regular, and knew he was asleep. She went to her window, and looked out. Her room had a great view of the palace, and it looked even more haunting, bathed gently in the gentle bask of the moonlight. She rested her arms on her windowsill and her chin on her arms.
It was weird. Yami...she was sure it meant dark, or darkness. So, that would make Prince Yami, Prince of Darkness, wouldn't it? How could he be afraid of something he ruled over.
She had once heard the Sennen Items, the ones the Priests and Pharaoh had, controlled the power of darkness. If Abayomi was still heir to the throne, he would inherit them. Therefore he would inherit the powers of darkness. Would he still be afraid then?
She turned back to the sleeping form of Abayomi. Whatever, he was strong, she was sure he could handle it. She drew the curtains on each of her windows closed, then retired to her bed. Then she too fell into a deep sleep.
Bakura looked in surprise at the usually noisy girl. She was actually being... quiet. And he really needed to say something...
She batted her eyelids at him, the began to change into her warmed night cloths. Bakura closed his eyes tightly. He would not say anything. He would not say anything.
He opened his eyes a little, to see her still undressing. He turned his head and closed his eyes. Why the hell was she taking so long? He opened his eyes once more, to see her laying down, completely nude... No...she couldn't sleep in the nude, it was to friggin' cold at night.
And so...Bakura sat there, not able to turn away. Why? Because he was tied to a support beam in the middle of the room.
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Kaira-chan: **Out of her bath** Well, that's that chapter, and I'd like to say a big thank you to ThePhoenix, Bakura Ishtar, KingOfHearts NCKRAM, Yugi Moto, Starlet, picklesniper, Aluewolf, FireSenshi and SepirothsGoddess because I'm on their fav. Author lists ^_____^ *Gives them all a cookie*
Yami Kaira: I want a cookie T-T *Steals one*
Pharaoh Yami: Me too *Steals one with Kyla*
Kaira-chan: Dammit, there was something I wanted to say . Oh well.
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QUESTIONS:
Still wondering what the Gazelle's religious significance is? Anyone? Please?
Still wondering how Akunamakanon dies...
Still wondering what happened to Yami's mother?
How can I make this fic better?
Does anyone have any questions about the Ancient Egyptian Arc that aren't answered in the manga, so I can answer them in this fic? I'm running out of idea's. In fact, the only one I have left is why Yami never married...I'm gonna answer that ^0^
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Kaira-chan: Oh yeah? Guess what I just got two days ago??
Pharaoh Yami: Must you brag about this to eveyone?
Kaira-chan: Yep!
Yami Kaira: =.=
Kaira-chan: I NOW OWN 3 NEW BOOKS!!! Ancient Egyptian Magic, with spells, and Ancient Egyptian calander and more (Like dreams, oracles, amulets, etc..) The Secret Medicine of the Pharaohs (Which I do plan to use in this fic.), and last but defiantly not least.
Yami Kaira: *Covers ears* She's going to do it again!
Pharaoh Yami: Oh Ra no! *Even little Kyla is covering her ears*
Kaira-chan: I GOT THE BOOK OF THE DEAD!!!!! AAAHHHHHHH!!! AH! AH!!!!!! *Dances* I GOT THE BOOK OF THE DEAD!!!!!!!! Wheee!!!!! YES! I GOT THE BOOK OF THE DEAD!!!!!!!!!
Pharaoh Yami: O_o Please review...
~~~~~~~REVIEW REPLIES~~~~~~~~~~
Bakura Ishtar: *To review on Ch. 15*
Yay! Your show's still on!!! (Random person in audience glares) Yay! Muffin! *Nibbling on it* Yummy ^-^. I already send you some of the AE spells ^-^ Hope you use them wisley ^-^ Like...not using the love potion at all *Shutters* Come to think of it...Don't use the spell to seduce a married woman either =P I hope I can go their for Christmas-T Oh! Maybe I can drag Jeshi-chan up there too! And me and Jeshi-chan will defiantly save up to get up here by Hallowe'en ^-^ And YM, I'm going to marry you whether you like it or not *Glares* and so is Jeshi-chan.
Link The Traveler:
^-^ Yay
Viper:
Yay ^-^ Oh wait...did you mean it started off crappy and now its OK, or that it started off good, and now its great. Meh, it doesn't matter ^-^ It's getting better!
Bakura Ishtar:
You have a kitty named Isis? Yay ^-^ I wanna see her! Lol, you're aim's getting off. *Grins maliciously* I wonder if theirs a spell to improve your aim... ^___^ lol
Meroko: *To review on ch. 15*
Lol, it's ok the review came late. As long as it came at all ^-^ What game were you playing. Jujst curious, you don't have to tell. Lol, I was thinking about making Eshe die, but Yami's been through too much already -.-;
Meroko:
Lol, yes, 10 is a cute age too =P Oh, I hope you don't mind me using Aby-chan in this chapter, lol, its just so cute, I had to use it ^-^ Lol, and about the Bakura question...you'll have to read it in the manga *Grins* S.A Bonasi has a like to a site with scannalations if you want to check it out.
Yugi-Redwall-Fan:
O_o I'd rather not be mind controlled O_o Lol, I plan to put up all the chapters until I'm done ^-^ Oh, were you the one that reviewed Pretending and asked if it was a sequal to this one? Nope, sorry it's not, and its a one-shotter, so I won't be updateing it ^-^ Sorry.
DarkFoxy:
Lol, I'll try not to be too hard on little Yami anymore. I think the Yami torture is done
Pharaoh Yami: Thank Ra...
Kaira-chan: For now
Pharaoh Yami: O_o
Franklin707:
I'm glad you think so ^-^ Yay!
