*gulp* Hello? *peeks out from authoress shelter* is it safe to come out yet? *crawls out and gets hit with assortment of sharp objects* Guess not...@.@ Sorry!!!!! Gomen everybody!!! *cries* everybody wasn't very happy were they? I promise to write up a happy ending, I swear! However...until the last chapter there will probably be immense angst! *sigh* yeah I'm not going to be in one piece by the end of this fic...

Duenna: Yay! One of the few positive reviews! Good to know you like my story thank you! *gives pocky for being nice* ^^

Ryuujitsu: SUGAR!!!! *bounces around a bit before sitting down again* ^^V I have sugar! Sorry about the hurtness of all the angst, I know it's not good...but the story needs angst! It lives upon it! *ahem* nice to know you liked your fluff though, I said I'd give you some, so I did! Can't break my promise! Yeah, I really hoped that Bakura was all angsty and tough but really, really, really deep down he's just a sensitive person...*sees death glare of Bakura along with collection of sharp pointy things in his hand* like I said, really, really, really deep down. Nice to know you liked my exclamations as well, they're hard to come up with...by the way...where's the epilogue of Eden's Rising? I want to read it!!!! I've been dying to find out what happens...please? *chibi eyes, property of Ryou Bakura (™)* I'll give you lots of fluff on the end chapter and sugar and cookies and dedication of the last chapter!!!! Please update!!!!! *begs on knees*

Yuri Rikusentai: Yay, I'm not hurt in this review! *dances* Yeah, sorry about all the angst, but there will be good soon...I think...^_^; Thank you for being so patient, I will review and read your fic probably when vacation or something rolls around, because I'm stocked full of junk to do lately, I have the SAT's coming up in May and I really have to study for those...damn...

Evil Chibi Malik:...wow...pretty long review...*sparkles in eyes* Whoops...I guess I shouldn't give Nanashi sugar right? *Looks to see Kharue-sama glaring at her* Sorry? *glare intensifies* hey, you're the one who was crying and looked like a depressed teen! *Gloats as Kharue-sama sulks* Awww...here, I feel bad...*Gives a sharp shiny object* As for Nanashi...I have learned my lesson...If I want to take over the world I shall hire Nanashi on sugar...*nods solemnly* is it possible to un-takeover the world? I have pocky and BXR posters! I am happy! Yay! Yeah and sorry for the cliffhanger, but hey! Its fun to put the audience in suspense...*sees unhappy crowd* I mean, I never meant to do it! Eep!!!!! *runs away as mob attacks her with fire* Thank you!!!!! *running away*

Nadako-Mika: yay!!! You're back! And you didn't attack me like most of the reviewers did! Joy! As for not reviewing, eh, it's okay! I've seen your fan art and it's good! I like it! ^^! Will Bakura over take Ryou's sacrifice? Nope! Something even better!!! *giggle!*

Osiris Lee: @.@ Eurgh...Latin...I hate it...I know! I was beating myself up for putting them through it! I shall redeem myself...in a few chapters that is...

Oci: Why thank you! I really wanted to make sure that people got some sort of a lime, but didn't want to make it too graphic! As for my heart...damn...*sees Ammit waiting to devour me* guess I'm going to have to redeem myself...*goes off to type up the happy ending* It will be happy!

laDy SaSaMi7: *gulp* damn...guess you weren't too happy about that...hehe...but I will make it happier soon! This story is almost over; I think three or four more chapters! So it will be happy! So please bear with me!!!

Voice-sama: Thank you! Sorry it was sad, but Malik will comfort you!

RAYE: Uh...*sweat drop* sorry? Like I said, I'm not happy at myself, so sorry!

DaLizzie: Thank you! I know the prophecy is mean, but it will soon be better, if you go back to the chapter when Ryou and Isis are going to the palace you'll see another foreshadowing!

DreamingChild: *screaming as she runs away from you* I'M SORRY!!!!! *minutes pass*...*tied to a pole* I'm sorry!!!! But if you burn me I can't type up a happy ending! You must release the authoress so I may continue to write angst then fluff! There is fluff in the future, do not put it at stake!!!!!

VampssAmby10210: Yes, Bakura and Ryou are together...for now...

Jou: *hands mop and tissues* looks like you're going to need it! Sorry about that, uh...angst?

*yells above mob of crying, weeping, screaming mob of people chasing her* I'm sorry about the angst, but there will be fluff in the future! *mob stops* Damn...track skills are handy for an authoress! *pant* but anyways, for now there will be major angst and like I said before I think in about three or more chapters this story will end...this is the longest fic I've ever written! Thank you for all the reviews, whether they bring me good or bad! Thank you!

Warning: Yaoi between Ryou and Bakura, angst...major angst...maybe some side fluff... ***************************************************************** ******************* Six figures sat on the silken pillows that were scattered around a circular room, all head bowed as eyes were trained on their laps or hands that wouldn't stay still.

"We cannot forsake the prophecy"

"At the sake of our lives?"

"For the sake of the kingdom!"

"If we do not do as the prophecy says we all will be lost! Can we all live with the knowledge that we could have saved all the lives of those innocent out there?!"

"There could be another way!"

"There is not other way! Don't you see that this is our only chance to save the kingdom?!"

"Quiet"

All voices stopped as they looked to see a tall figure standing. Cool aquamarine eyes stared out at the group of seers and the Pharaoh. Her tanned features seemed to pale in the slightest bit, but something in the calm face and serious eyes made you think of some hidden power buried deep within her.

"We will do as the prophecy says...in the full moon we shall sacrifice our souls and save the people of Egypt. We cannot think of our lives, but those of the innocent, those that live today, those that will live tomorrow. We cannot stand by as innocents are killed by our own fault. We do as the prophecy says."

Atemu stared up at the tall figure and nodded his consent and slowly one by one they did so as well. Set too stared up at Isis, yet his eyes were filled with admiration. What a brave woman...sacrifice for the kingdom, sacrificing everything! He shuddered...so would he.

Large sea green eyes were half laden, pale face slowly relaxing as sleep began to take over the smallest seer. Fingers were intertwined within another as he made a small noise of discomfort from his throat. Looking up, he placed a sloppy kiss onto the bronzed cheek of the thief before closing his eyes and sleeping into a land of pleasanter dreams. Sharp garnet eyes drank in the image of his beloved, calloused fingers caressing the soft silvery mane. His own thin lips trembled before they pressed tighter so they almost disappeared. Oh Gods above, how weak he felt! Pulling the lithe body close he to him he just lay there stroking the soft mane of silvery hair, memorizing the soft face.

Softly a dark headed figure stood before a door, the large eye emblazoned onto the metal door seemed to bore into her...how many times she had worked with that sign...but now it seemed to work against her. She silently cursed her gift, so much pain was involved into this all and she hated it. She had seen to watery eyes of Ryou as he stared up at her, pain evident in those large eyes, but that wasn't what made her feel even more horrified. It was the eyes of Bakura, those haunting garnet eyes seemed so angry, so frustrated, and so hopeless...yes that what made her shiver. Never in all the years she had lived with Bakura and her brother had she seen that look in his eyes. He was forever the cocky confident king of thieves, and here he was reduced to a helpless young man who could only stand by and watch as his love sacrificed their soul for the kingdom. She felt like she had betrayed him in some way, as if she could do something and save his love, but she was the traitor who had put him to death...

What would she tell her brother? How could she tell him? Atemu had given permission to bring in family or close friends for the sacrifice, a last farewell if they wished. Gods, how was Malik going to react? Would he rage and weep as Bakura had? Or perhaps do nothing? She couldn't tell she was too confused. Gods above, why couldn't life be simple?! Shaking her head she sighed and quietly opened the door, noiselessly creeping in.

Two lithe bodies were intertwined as the larger of the two had put the other in his protective embrace. Wild manes of silvery hair meshed together in the dim moonlight as pale skin shone and bronzed skin gleamed. The gauzy blankets were lightly draped around them lightly. They looked so perfect, like they were meant to be there. She wished that there was a spell in which time could be stopped and the two would go on sleeping like they were, oblivious to the soon impending death. She could feel familiar tears pushing their way and she wiped at them quickly. Nearing the bed she gently smoothed the pale locks away from Ryou's sweet face when a bronzed hand clamped around her wrist. Drawing back a gasp she shifted her gaze slightly to meet with sharp suspicious garnet ones. His sharp glare said, 'what are you doing here?'

"I just came to check upon him, I mean no harm tomb robber."

Her voice was just barely a whisper, dropping down so low it nearly became one with the night air.

"Leave"

He commanded his hands still locked upon the slim wrist. The garnet eyes flashed a hint of hurt before they settled back into the coldness she was accustomed to. When his iron grip finally lifted she rubber her wrist but still stay put.

"I said leave"

His voice steely with warning and garnet eyes flashing with annoyance. Isis let her gaze rest on Ryou before meeting his eyes.

"I'm sorry. Forgive me Bakura, for everything..."

With a small nod of her head she left and Bakura was left to glare at the spot in which she had once stood. He tightened his grip on Ryou's form and gently kissed the soft crown of silvery hair before closing his eyes and falling into a light doze. In his sleep Ryou clung to Bakura as if he was the only life line in which he had left and was soon to be torn away.

Isis sat in her room, brush in hand and parchment before her. The ink glistened in the firelight as her small characters seemed to gleam.

'Dearest of brother's,

Perhaps you have noticed the absence of a certain tomb robber by now, and as I can already tell you have guessed, he is here with us. He is safe for now, no harm shall come to him and he is happier for he is near his Ryou. My brother, come to the palace here. Come to me, for I have the most grievous news to bring to you...something I dare not write upon the parchment for I fear for actually thinking about it. Perhaps, I hope that you will forgive me for what is to happen, but I do it for your safety my brother. I plead to you to come before the full moon sets high up on the night sky. I beg of you to come to see your sister. No harm shall come to you as no harm comes to Bakura. Come Malik, and I shall tell you and I hope that you will find it in your heart to forgive me for what I am to do.

Isis'

With a small sigh she folded the stiff parchment and secured it to the leg of the tawny hawk, letting it fly off with a comforting swish of wings. As she sat alone in her room, the fire dimly flickering in the large room, her large aquamarine eyes seemed to shine like diamonds in the dimness of the room. Slowly, softly she buried her face in her hands and broke down, sobbing for everything.

In the dark shadows of the night the moon rose high over the night, its crescent shape brining relief to the seers in the palace. But here, far out away from all its chaos, a slim figure sat upon a camel, burnished golden hair gleaming. Lavender eyes that were oddly calm stared out at the rippling mass of sand, an ocean of sand. A long cloak whipped out in the chilly night, the knives tucked into his belt visible. On his shoulder sat a tawny hawk, gaining a ride from his other owner. In his belt beside the knives lay a piece of parchment in which bore the crest of the seer. Not a smile or a smirk graced the smooth tanned features. Somehow the serious expression added years of wisdom to his face and it was as if he had with him the knowledge of the world on his shoulders. He raised his face and in a soft whisper that was lost in the winds he said to himself,

"The moon will be full soon..." ***************************************************************** ******************* End! See! Not much angst here! In the next chapter they will be making the items and pretty much Malik come by. There will be conflict between the seers, basically what they were arguing over now. I wanted to make it so that the seers seemed human too, I mean they're petrified that they are going to die, but still want to do it for the kingdom. Dilemma! Dulce et decorum pro patria mori. It is good and sweet to die for one's country...and yeah...I hope you liked that chapter and sorry about not updating sooner! Please read and review and I'll update again soon with more angst! Ja ne! ^_^