I don't own anything Yu Gi Oh…just thought you aught to know…
*Giving Up*
Snuggled up close in his large bed, Pharaoh Yami smiled. Athena was wrapped up securely in his strong arms, enjoying the warmth that Yami projected. She always felt complete when Yami they were together.
She had been at the palace a little over three months now, spending her days talking to Anzu, who was constantly being scolded by Bener for not doing her work. While Yami on the other hand, was not having quite as much fun. His days were spent in the throne room, long tedious days of judging people; which he hated doing by the way; and going over financial reports. He was busy preparing for the opening of the great temple to Amun, which by now was only days away and he had little time to spend with Athena, but those few precious nights were not wasted, for sure. They had, however, become very close over the few months that Athena was there. They openly admitted that they cared about each other, but neither one told anybody else. Seldom were they ever seen together, mostly due to the fact that Yami was so busy, but partly because they were afraid to admit their feelings to other people. The thought still horrified Yami. Athena too, was worried about what people might think if they saw her with the Pharaoh.
"Did you have fun yesterday?" She inquired, jokingly, she knew that his day must have been hell, because he was out of bed before she woke up, and she didn't here him come in last night.
"Tons of fun, I went over what I'm supposed to say at the dedication ceremony tomorrow."
"Dedication ceremony? For what?" She asked, as she rested her head on his chest. Her soft hair tickled his chin.
"For the reopening of the temple to Amun, I have to go down there and join the celebration." He said, not sounding all that enthused.
"Oh…" She sighed, sounding disappointed, she supposed that it was going to be another lonely night for her. She felt so desolate when Yami wasn't there at night to hold her. When he was there, her world was complete. But lately, that wasn't the case. 'Oh well.' She shrugged it off. She could always watch the festivities from the balcony…
"Don't worry," He said, sensing her disappointment, "I don't plan on staying long." But truth be told, he wanted to invite her to the ceremony, he just didn't know how to ask her. Plus the fact that the whole city was going to be there, maybe it wasn't the best idea.
"Besides, there's no where I have to be for the rest of the day." He whispered to her, snuggling closer. "We can stay in bed all day if you want. And if anyone comes in, I'll sentence them to death." He joked, but he was almost being serious. He was not about to be disturbed today, the one day he had off in months. Nope, he had been looking forward to this day for a long time. It was the only day since Athena had been at the palace that they were going to get to be together all day. Slowly closing his eyes, Yami was about to fall back asleep, when he felt lips hit his chest. The initial contact was cool and refreshing, sending his skin tingling. Athena had her ways of making Yami feel light as air, and her supple lips were one of them. All she had to do was put her lips upon his skin, and he would do anything for her, if she asked. He opened his eyes slightly and looked down at her. She was gorgeous, the perfect picture of innocence, as her big brilliant jade orbs looked up at him, he pulled her face up to his and clamped his lips on hers in a heated kiss. These sparse moments when they were alone is what kept Yami alive, for he felt that he would die if he were never able to kiss her. He loved her lips; they were so soft and inviting. Whenever he pulled away from them, he was like a whimpering child, he needed more, and more is what he got. She constantly teased his lips, giving him all she had, then pulling away leaving him begging inwardly for more. It was like being in hell while getting a taste of heaven. Sheer bliss.
Slowly pulling away from the kiss, Yami had made up his mind. He was going to ask her to that temple ceremony, even if it killed him, but he was going to have to swallow his pride and do the thing he dreaded the most. Ask Malik for help. See, Yami didn't quite know how to go about asking her, because he had never been in this situation before, in fact, most of his life was spent trying to keep himself from getting here in the first place. But it was too late for that now. Malik, being the lady's man that he was, would surly be able to help him. But Yami's thoughts were interrupted by a soft giggle.
"What's your problem? You look so serious." She chuckled. "Thinking about something important?"
"No, nothing." He quickly said. 'Damn, that was close.' "So what would you like to do today?" Yami was trying to change the subject.
"Oh, I don't know. Perhaps… stay in bed." She lowered her voice while trying to glare at him. She looked simply delectable trying to glare.
"Fine with me." Yami simply said as he put his hands behind his head and relaxed. He had all day to be with her before he had to go and talk to Malik, so he tried to savor the moment, and not think about what was to come later. It worked; how could it not? She made him forget everything sometimes, even who he was. So snuggling up close together, they went back to sleep, enjoying each other's company, which is something they rarely got to do.
* * *
Sometime later there was a soft rap on the door. Quietly Athena slipped out from the others warm arms, only to have him pull her back.
"No, you can leave. I wont let you." He stated simply as Athena glared at him. "Your too comfortable to let go." And he was being perfectly honest.
"Yami, there's someone at the door." She whispered.
"I don't care, if you don't answer it they'll leave eventually."
"Yami." She scolded. And she got up from the bed, leaving Yami hugging nothing but air. Slowly pushing open the doors Athena saw Anzu.
"Anzu, what do you want?" Athena whispered quietly.
"You told me to come get you today remember? To go swimming in the courtyard?" Anzu whispered back.
"Oh no. I completely forgot!"
"I can see why…" Anzu giggled as she looked over Athena's shoulder to see Yami, who by now was sitting up on the bed.
"Oh, hush up." Athena said, blushing. "Well I'll talk to him, but I don't know how much good it's going to do. Wait here." She said as she closed the door.
"Yami…" She turned from the door, her big green eyes bubbling. "The girls and I… well we wanted to go swimming today and…"
"Go ahead." He said with a smile, after all, there was something he had to do as well…
"Huh, really?" That was much easier then she thought. "Thank you, thank you!" She rushed over to the bed and jumped on him, knocking him over, planting a nice sweet kiss on his lips as she wrapped her arms around him. "I promise I'll make it up to you." She said, pulling away slowly. Hopping off the bed, she ran over to the bathing room and quickly put on a simple white linen dress to go swimming in. "I won't be long." She told him as she opened the doors and walked out.
"Take all the time you want." He whispered to himself. He didn't know how long it would take for him to talk to Malik.
"What did you say to him?" Anzu asked Athena as they started off to the courtyard.
"I just asked him if I could come, that's all." She replied.
"That's all? Girl, I don't know what powers the gods gave you, but you sure do have a way with him." She sniggered.
"Anzu." Athena said warningly.
"I'm kidding, I'm kidding." She smiled as she waved her hands. Laughing, they made their way to the courtyard to meet the other girls.
* * *
For quite sometime Yami paced around his room. He was so nervous about going to Malik for help. Not that he was to egotistical to ask for it, it's just that, well, the subject that he needed help with. Never in a thousand years did he ever imagine that he would be asking Malik for help with a girl. 'Oh well.' It was time for him to swallow his pride as he marched out of his chambers and down the hallway to Malik's room. When he arrived at Malik's room he slowly opened the door. Malik was across the room, standing out on his balcony. He turned when he heard his doors open, and a smile lit up his handsome face.
"Yami, long time no see." He beckoned Yami closer. "I was just looking out at the temple. It looks real nice."
"Yea." Yami sighed as he walked out onto the balcony. "So where has Bakura been? I haven't hardly seen him at all in the past month." Yami, tried to start a conversation, only delaying the inevitable.
"Oh he's cooped up in the temple, him and Seto both. They're so damn nervous about tomorrow. It's kind of funny actually." Malik said with a chuckle.
"Yea well, there not the only ones." Yami whispered.
"What's this? The great Pharaoh Yami is scared to dedicate a temple?!" Malik said cynically.
"No I'm not! It's not that it's…well." He stopped. 'How am I going to do this?'
"Mm hmm. I know what it is." Malik smiled, he had a gleam in his eye. "So you've finally decided to show her off in public eh?"
"That's not it at all Malik!" Yami growled. But Malik just waved away his comment as if it were nothing.
"If I were her I would be starting to think that you were ashamed of me. After all, I never see you guys together." Malik told him. "You haven't even told me her name and I'm your best friend!"
"Ok Malik. You win. I've come to ask for a favor." Yami stuttered.
"Mm hmm, go on." Malik was loving every minute of this, as he absentmindedly twiddled a piece of his long whitish hair in-between his fingers.
"I…need you to help me ask her to the dedication ceremony." He mumbled.
"Oh…I…suppose I can help, what's in it for me?" Malik snickered. But Yami had lost his patients.
"If you value your life at all you'll help me Malik." Yami roared, as he pinned Malik against the balcony.
"What are you going to do, kill me?" Malik growled.
"Don't tempt me." Yami shot back.
"Fine, fine. I'll help you. But will you please let me go?"
Yami was so frustrated that he didn't realize how tight he was holding Malik.
"Why do I put up with you Malik?" He said as he rubbed his temples. Many things gave Yami a headache, and Malik was one of them.
"Because you love me…Ouch!"
Yami had smacked him upside the head.
"You know, I think the question is, why do I put up with you smacking me around all the time?" Malik said, rubbing the back of his head.
"Because you've nothing better to do." Yami laughed. He loved how Malik and him could always joke around with each other; he never really meant what he said about killing him. Malik was used to the threats by now. In fact, it wasn't a day unless Yami had threatened to kill him at least three times.
"Well then, if I've nothing better to do then get slapped around by you, I don't suppose I can help you either." Malik said as he crossed his arms and stuck up his nose, but one look at Yami quickly made him retract his previous statement. Yami was glaring daggers at him.
"If you don't help me… I'll take you to the shadow realm and feed you to Osiris!" He snapped.
"Ok…ok, I was just kidding!" Malik quickly said. "So what is it exactly that you need my help with again?" In the midst of their arguing, Malik had completely forgot what Yami wanted.
"I…I need you to help me ask her to the dedication ceremony, but more then that. I also want to apologize to her."
"For what?" Malik inquired, apology was never heard of when it came to the Pharaoh. He never apologized to anyone; it was completely beneath him. This made Malik wonder…
"Well you were right about what you said earlier, I haven't been bringing her out in public. Not because I'm ashamed of her, I'm ashamed of what people might think of me, and I think she realizes that. So I wanted to apologize for any hurt that I may have caused her." Yami was turning red.
"Oh…I see…" Malik said as he scratched his forehead. "Well, firsts things first, you have to tell her how you feel."
"Ok." That wouldn't be to hard, he already admitted that he cared about her.
"How you really feel." Malik added, noting the look on Yami's face.
'Damn, how'd I know that was coming?' He thought. "Uhh…"
"Yami…" Malik tisked. "You know, you'll have to do it sometime. Better now then never."
Well…what if there's nothing to say, huh? What if I have no feelings, what then?" He was trying to make himself believe that, but it was no use. He turned his gaze away from Malik, and stared out at the city, hoping to try and hide the expression on his face. But Malik didn't have to see his best friend's face to know what the other was thinking; he could hear it in Yami's voice.
"Yami, you're lying to me. And to yourself…and to her."
It was the last words that stung Yami's heart the most. He was lying to her, from the moment he met her he was lying to her, she had never known the truth about how much he cared…or why he couldn't tell her.
"So…what am I supposed to do then? Tell her everything? Pour out my soul, so she can sit back and laugh at me? Make myself look like a complete fool?" He yelled. "Is that what I'm supposed to do!?" Yami clenched his fists together and slammed them hard against the marble railing. Malik walked closer to Yami, only to be pushed away with an unmistakable force. Stumbling back, he proceeded to talk to Yami, hoping that something would get through that stubborn mind of his.
"Yami look, nothing will ever change if you keep pushing people away, I'll tell you again what I told you months ago, you have no idea what it could feel like to care about someone, because you don't want to know!"
"You're wrong Malik, horribly wrong." Yami said hoarsely.
"I am?" He questioned, but then the light in his head turned on and he narrowed his eyes, he was going to make Yami confess out loud, what he already knew. "What do you mean, I'm wrong. I'm never wrong! You don't care about anyone, not me, not Bener… and not the girl."
Yami couldn't take it any more, the pressure had built up long enough, with his fists still clenched, he turned abruptly and faced Malik.
"You have no idea how much I like…care about this girl. I care so much it scares me. Every minute that I'm away from her seems like an eternity, this is a new feeling for me, and I never thought that such a heartless being like me would ever be able to care so deeply for someone like her. She's everything I'm not, she loves, she has joy and hope she is a ball of light, brighter then the sun…she has a heart. Sometimes I feel like I don't deserve her, like the only thing I'm doing is dragging her down, no, she deserves someone that can love her. And that person isn't me."
Malik stared open mouthed at his suffering friend, he didn't expect to hear all that.
"Yami listen to yourself, everything that you just said, your describing a feeling that you don't think you have, but you do have it. She's changed you, no point in denying it; everyone in the palace can see a difference in you. From the way you walk, and the way you talk to people, it always seems like you've got something else on your mind. You don't have to admit it to me, but one of these days, you're going to have to tell her-"
"I told you before! I already told her that I care about her! By Ra, what more do you want!"
"Yami, you know that's not what I mean." Malik shot him a side ways glance. Why did Yami have to make this so hard?
"Yes I know what you mean! But I can't do that."
"And just why not?" Malik asked.
"Because…I don't have those feelings." He lied.
"Mm hmm…" Malik began tapping his fingernails on the marble railing, he was really becoming impatient with Yami. "Well then, I'll help you as much as I can, but it's up to you to do the rest."
"Malik, tell me something. How is it that you know so much about this subject? As long as I've known you, I've never actually seen you with one particular girl."
Malik's eyes widened.
"What can I say? I'm just gifted." He shrugged and gave Yami a reassuring pat on the back as he smiled at him. "Trust me."
"Oh I do, that's why I came to you."
"Stop…your making me blush." Malik joked. "Anyway, about the girl. It has to be really special. Come on, let's go to your room and I'll show you what I mean."
Yami followed Malik out the door and down the hallway to his room with a stumped look on his face.
* * *
Soaking wet, the two girls made their way from the courtyard into the palace, laughing rather loudly, which is something they tended to do a lot when they were together. Athena had stayed with Anzu today far longer then she had initially intended, and she quickly wanted to get back to Yami, after all, she promised him that she wouldn't be long. She hoped that he wouldn't be mad at her. When they reached the hallway's that divided the servants quarters from the palace nobles they hugged each other and said their good-byes. Swiftly, Athena whipped around and made her way down the left corridor, past all the rooms of the Pharaoh's council members, making the long trek to Yami's chambers. On the way, she passed so many beautiful, ornate columns that rose to touch the ceiling, casting eerie shadows along the torch lit hallway; they were glistening colonnades painted red and blue, with the image of a half-open lotus flower at the top. The lotus signified everything that was Egypt, beauty, and tenderness, it was a symbol of the never dying vitality of the living god; the Pharaoh. Even though she had been at the palace a little over three months, she was still in awe at the amazing splendor of this royal residence. Sometimes inwardly she would be ashamed of herself for living in this regal splendor, while her two friends were stuck in a tiny room at an inn in Thebes. Shaking her uneasy feelings away, she found herself quickly approaching Yami's chamber doors. Quietly she put her ear to the door and listened; no sound. Maybe he was asleep, but now her guilt was beginning to set in. She promised him that she wouldn't be long, but she was gone all day. Athena was hoping to make it up to him tonight. With a depressing sigh she opened the door, her eyes went wide as she briefly glimpsed upon a candle lit room but she was suddenly cast into darkness as she felt two strong hands wrap around her eyes. Startled at first, she quickly recognized the two soft warm hands that were upon her face.
"Yami, what is this? What are you doing?" She questioned; rather coyly as she lifted up her hands and placed them on his.
"Shhh… just follow me." He whispered as he slowly led her through the bedroom. She still couldn't see what he was doing, but she smiled. 'What's he up to?' she wondered, but whatever it was, she couldn't wait to find out. All of a sudden a wonderful smell filled her nose, the ever-familiar smell of lotus and oils. They were in the bathing room.
"Yami what-"
But before she could finish, he removed his hands from her eyes and gently began to kiss the soft supple skin of her neck. The spot that always made her melt in his hands. She closed her eyes, falling back into each tender impact. Without warning, he began to remove his shirt as Athena opened her eyes, gazing at a living God, Yami was perfect, from his piercing crimson eyes, to his strong, but lean muscular form, and his amazing multi colored hair, with his blonde bangs always covering those eyes. A smile, more like a smirk spread across her face, the idea of pushing him into the pool ran through her mind, but she decided against it, once was enough. Yami, however, noticed the smile playing across her face; he had his own ideas and unexpectedly grabbed hold of Athena's arms, and threw her into the pool, completely ruining the moment. Looking down at Athena, who was just immerging from under the water he folded his arms with a condescending look on his face.
"What was that for!?" She asked, rather out of breath.
"I told you I'd get you back." He stated smugly, as he sat down on the edge of the pool and stuck his feet in the water.
"For what-"She stopped her question as she swam over to him; the weight of her wet clothes weighing her down a little. "Ooh. I remember. Ha ha Yami."
She swam to him and planted a sweet soft kiss on his lips as he leaned down from where he was sitting and kissed her back, however, this time, he had no intention of letting her pull him in. Instead, he stood up and turned around walking over to a little shelf that held most of the exotic sweet smelling oils. Sifting through them, he found what he was looking for as he dipped his fingers into the jar and brought them up to his nose, sniffing the sweet smell that the liquid exuded. Turning back around, he noticed Athena still sitting in the bath with a puzzled look on her face.
"Don't worry." He comforted. "I promise you'll enjoy this."
A sexy smile slid across her face as she slowly nodded her approval. Walking back across the room, Yami never took his eyes off her. She was so beautiful, so picturesque. He was still inwardly insecure; he still felt as if he didn't deserve her, she was an angel sent from the Gods, he was sure of that.
Shaking his unease away, he sat down on the edge of the bath again and motioned for Athena to come to him. She did so; never taking her gleaming emerald eyes off the shirtless god that was sitting before her. Her nerves were almost intolerable, and it caused her to shiver slightly. Many times she wondered why a godly Pharaoh like Yami would want a mere commoner like her. It always caused her to be slightly embarrassed. Every time they touched, every time they kissed, even though her mind went blank and her carnal sensations went through the roof, the thought of him leaving her, or not wanting her always crept up in the back of her mind, stinging her where it hurt the most; her heart. This was something that she promised herself she would never tell him. When she swam up to him she reached up and planted a light kiss on his lips, her body, dripping wet, brushed up against his own causing Yami to shudder at the sudden heavenly wet contact. She was going to ignore that feeling, like she did every time, and just enjoy being with Yami tonight; a privilege that wasn't often had lately. Slowly sinking back into the water she smiled coyly at him.
"Have you ever had a massage with the finest imported oils?" He asked her as she turned around and settled in between his legs.
"Nope, I've never even had a massage, let alone with the finest oils…But I cant wait to see what it feels like." She turned her head to him and eyed him seductively while lowering her top so that her back was bare.
Yami's breath caught in his throat, he didn't know why he had these feelings for her but he was just going to have to accept them. He poured some of the fragrant oil into the palm of his hand and rubbed them together to spread the oil. Gradually he moved his hands to her back. 'Why am I so nervous?' He inwardly asked himself. Yami had never been nervous about anything before. Not about becoming Pharaoh, not about talking in front of multitudes of people, and not even about going to war. It was just something that he was always taught, that nerves were for the common people, not the Pharaoh. So why now? Why was he so nervous about one girl? Especially since the fact that he promised himself that he would never go this far, that he would never care about someone like this. But it was too late to scold himself for falling for this girl, he was already enthralled by her, completely under her spell. Besides, all he had to do was ask her to go to the dedication ceremony. How hard could that be?
Continuing to massage her smooth back he closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. Athena, noticing Yami's unusual tenseness turned to him and put a comforting hand to his cheek.
"Is there something you're not telling me?" She asked tranquilly. Her eyes glowing with concern.
"Nope, no everything's fine, why?" He tried to sound as normal as possible, but a hint of unease still shone through his mighty façade.
"I was just wondering, you sound a little worried about something." She smiled "If I didn't know any better I'd say you were nervous about the dedication ceremony." She looked at him as he continued to massage her back.
"Your right." He stammered. "I am nervous about tomorrow. But not for the reason you're thinking of."
"Well then, if it's not what I'm thinking of what is it?"
"Athena I… well… I was wondering if maybe you would like to join me for the festivities tomorrow." He said rather fast, as he turned and looked away. "You don't have to if you don't want to." He added, feeling extremely uncomfortable at the lengthy silence.
Athena was in complete shock. 'Did he just ask me to go to the temple ceremony with him? No way!!'
"Yami I…of course I'll go." She found it hard to talk. Athena never dreamed that Yami would ever ask her to go out in public. Did this mean something? Naah. He was just being nice. "But, I have a slight problem." She added.
"What's that." He said with a smile. Now a great burden was lifted off his chest.
"Well, I have nothing to wear for such an occasion."
"That will be taken care of. I have servants making clothes for you now. It will be the finest linen garb that you have ever seen. And, I have a little surprise for you."
Athena was beaming with delight. Right now, she was living every Egyptian girl's dream. Living in a beautiful palace, having servants wait on her hand and foot, wearing the finest silks and linens. But none of that mattered to her, it all seemed like petty things when it came to Yami. There was something about him, underneath all the gold and jewels and the title of Pharaoh, there was a wonderful young man, and to her he was worth all the gold in the world. Never had anyone been so nice to her, all her life she was used to people only caring for themselves, but with Yami it was like everyone else came first. Not something she was accustomed to when it came to the Pharaoh, but then again, she had only been alive to witness the rule of one other. The bastard heretic Akhenaten. The more she thought about it the more she realized that Yami was nothing like him. Sometimes she could have sworn that Yami was someone else's son.
"Yami…I…I don't know what to say," She blushed, "You are so good to me."
"You are worth more then even I can give you. But I can give you all that I have, Athena I…" His voice faltered.
"Yes?" She questioned. Was he about to say "it"? Her gaze met his as she placed a hand on his chest. Everything about this moment was so perfect; the wonderful smells wafting in the air the soft sound of trickling water issuing from the mini man made waterfall at the other end of the bathing chamber. This was the place where they first kissed.
"I'm glad that you can come tomorrow." He forced himself to say. 'I can't do it, I don't love her.' He winced at the thought, but he kept his outward emotions to a minimum as he noticed the stunned look on her face. 'But…'
"Oh. Well. Um…" She lowered her gaze and she swam away from him and walked up the steps out of the pool as she repositioned her top. Grabbing a towel she began to dry off, but she left her face wet in hopes that Yami couldn't distinguish the tears from the water. "Thanks for inviting me." She said rather dryly as she threw the towel down and walked out of the room.
Yami was left in the room alone; still sitting with his feet in the water he lowered his head and moaned. 'Why does this have to be so hard?' Reaching down to the water he cupped his hands and splashed his face with the cool liquid. There was nothing he could do now, well one thing, but that was out of the question. At this point Yami was so frustrated with himself, all the pain and hurt that he had caused Athena, it was all because he was to stubborn to admit his feelings. "Curse that retched Nefrititi." He muttered. But in all honestly, he was beginning to blame himself more then he blamed her. His head was starting to throb now. Grimacing he placed a hand to his forehead. Why didn't he just take Malik's advice? Bener had told him the same thing that Malik did. But they didn't understand, no one did, however, something in the back of his mind, or maybe it was his heart told him that Athena would understand. Again, telling her was out of the question. Yami was the kind of guy that dealt with his own problems. He was the Pharaoh, minor weaknesses like this meant nothing, they were nothing to the living God. As much as he wanted to run into the room and hold her close to him, to tell her he loved her until the day he died, he decided against it. As much as it broke his heart to see her like this, there was nothing he could do to ease the pain, but he was going to try his best.
Slowly stumbling out of the bathing chamber he expected to find Athena in bed, but was surprised to find it empty. With a quick glance around, he found her out on the balcony. Clearing his throat, he made his way over to where she was. Not saying a word, he leaned over the balcony, glimpsing the city of Thebes bellow him, not really taking in all the sights though; he had other things on his mind. Quickly steeling glances of Athena, so as not to draw attention to himself, he made up his mind as to what he was going to say.
"Athena, I… I never meant to hurt you," He whispered quietly fumbling over his words as he spoke. Athena glanced at him silently as her gleaming jade eyes dulled slightly, but she quickly pulled away, fixing her gaze one something else, as she bit her lip, trying to hold back a sob. 'Dear Ra why do I still listen to him? Haven't I heard this already?' See, with Athena, the phrase ' I never meant to hurt you' always ended in heartache. But all those previous relationships were nothing compared to the warmth that she felt when she was with Yami, and for some reason when he said it, she believed him.
"Well, what did you mean to do then?" She asked, the words coming out harsher then she intended.
Yami winced at her statement; he had never heard Athena this upset. Her words were usually that of kindness, and innocence. Softly he placed his hand over hers as he held her chin up.
"I, don't know. Athena, I care…deeply about you. Never, did I intend to cause you this much pain, and truthfully…Ra, I don't know if I can say this…I never expected to fall for someone like this; someone like you. But that first night I saw you; I don't know; something inside me went off. I never felt that way before, and it scared me."
Her eyes went wide. Moving closer to him she lifted up her hand and brushed away a blonde bang from his face. Then, moving only inches away from his ear, she whispered something.
"I love you."
Yami's eyes shot open. 'No. You don't…you cant.' But it was too late. Before he could open his mouth to speak she brought her lips to meet his in a fervent kiss. All his thoughts just jumped off the balcony as he wrapped his arms around her small waist, pulling her in so close. For that fleeting moment they were like one. His tongue ran across her delectable lips, as she moved her fingers through his silky hair. Gently teasing him, Athena opened her mouth only a little bit, but Yami wasn't playing games, with force he pushed his tongue into her mouth, overpowering her. Athena's eyes shot open at the abrupt aggression, but she slowly closed them as a moan of pleasure escaped her lips, only to be muffled by Yami's mouth on hers. The two were so immersed in on another that it was like the whole world came to a stand still. By this point Athena was barely able to breathe, so she pulled away, only able to take in a little air before her lips were assaulted by his. Yami bit her bottom lip tenderly and slipped his tongue into her mouth yet again. This time she decided to play around with him, her tongue met his, then she slid her tongue into his mouth. Athena brought her hands down from his hair and she slowly began to caress his face, feeling every contour, studying everything about him as she continued to play her tongue across his lips. Yami moved his hands around her body, the sensation caused her to shudder a little. Her body was on fire, because of the way Yami touched her, the way he held her.
Ever so slowly, after what felt like hours, they pulled away. Yami still held her close to him, refusing to let her go. This night was so crazy, after he lifted one burden, another one took its place. 'She loves me.' He thought as he rested his chin on her head, all the while gazing out at the temple to Amun. 'How can she love me?' He sighed heavily; this was something that he was not prepared to hear, but at the same time, he was glad that he heard it. All this confusion was messing up his head, now, he didn't know what to think.
The north winds were beginning to blow strong, and he could feel Athena's body shiver against his own.
"How about we head in? It's probably into the early morning hours, and I…we have a big day tomorrow." He whispered to her as he kissed her forehead.
"Sounds good." She replied with a smile.
They turned from where they were and made their way back into the bedroom, all the while Yami was planting kisses on her neck, making the trek to his bed go much slower then it should have been.
Flopping down on the bed, they sighed as they snuggled up close.
Yami held her tight as he contemplated what had been said earlier.
'I love you.' Those three words were playing across his mind over and over again. They way she said it, the look she had in her eyes; all of it made him wonder just how much he cared about her.
He took in a deep breath, and he felt that sharp jolt in his chest again, it was the same jolt that he felt months ago. He remembered it like it was yesterday. But it still scared him; because he knew it could only be one thing. He didn't want to think about it.
"Yami?"
He was snapped back into reality by a soft voice. "Yes?"
"You have that look on your face again." She sniggered, Yami was so adorable when he was deep in thought. "Is there something you're not telling me?" She stared at him. Athena could tell he was trying to make up another excuse. Before he had a chance to try and redeem himself she placed a finger to his lips. "Shh, it's ok, you don't have to tell me. Unless, you are going to tell me the truth, then I don't want to know." She narrowed her eyes. Yami looked at her with amazement. She could read him like a book; sometimes it scared him. Slowly he brought his lips up into an unmistakable grin.
"You know me well," He sighed, "Almost too well."
"You're right my Pharaoh. Nothing escapes me." She nuzzled her face into his neck, and nipped playfully at the tender skin there. "Especially you." She added quietly.
He chuckled softly to himself. What would he do without this girl? He couldn't imagine life without her. Bringing her head up she eyed him curiously.
"What's so funny?" She teased. "Did someone crack a joke?"
"No." He laughed. "Why?"
"I dunno, I heard you laugh. And I know you weren't laughing at me." She cocked and eyebrow up jokingly.
"What if I was?" He said, as he too raised an eyebrow as if to challenge her.
"Well… If you were then I'll just have to punish you." She said seductively as she climbed on top of him.
"Ooh…" He murmured.
"What now?" She asked as she lowered her face until it was only inches away from his, all the while her fingers moving up and down his bare chest.
"So there is a darker side to you?" He smiled. "Or am I just rubbing off on you?"
"Mmm. I don't know." Her voice was a mere whisper. "I think it's the latter." She spoke softly while she sat up, still sitting with one leg on each side of him. Yami just wouldn't have this, she was too irresistible. Wrapping his strong arms around her neck he brought her back down to him. He kissed her lips once, a soft sweet kiss, and again. Gradually his hands made their way to her dress top. As he kissed her again, he slowly began to pull down on her top, she did not desist his action; rather she continued to kiss him gently, until her top was completely removed. Unexpectedly, he rolled her over onto the bed until he was on top. For a moment he just stared into her eyes, drowning in their warmth. She smiled at him as he lowered down to her, and began nibbling on the flesh of her neck. She wrapped her arms around him, as he began biting rather hard, she closed her eyes, cringing at the slight pain. He then sucked on the tender skin, to dull the pain. A moan of satisfaction escaped her lips. Yami continued on his path slowly moving down her neck, to her collarbone and he started to run his tongue along her breasts.
Her back arced sensually as she dug her nails into the skin of his back, unable to believe the pleasure that Yami was bringing her. "Yami." She groaned quietly.
He smiled as he rubbed his hands along her hips; his mouth found hers and he gave her one last passionate kiss before he rolled over onto the bed.
Still breathing rather heavily Athena placed the top of her dress back on and lay down beside Yami. Cool gusts of wind were coming in from the window and the balcony. A slight red hue could bee seen on the horizon.
"It's almost dawn." She told him.
"Well then, we better get some sleep, we only have a few hours before we have to get up again." He replied, pulling her in close to him. She rested her head on his chest, as her eyes slowly drooped.
"Goodnight." He whispered.
"Mmm." She moaned.
He took in a deep breath; his chest rising and falling with each heavy intake.
Everything he had ever doubted before was gone. All the denial, the guilt and the pain; well most of it; had flown away. He did love this girl, more then life itself. He loved her; he needed her like the air he breathed. His heart was hers now; to do what she pleased with it. To love it, or to break it. The corners of his mouth raised slightly into an almost unnoticeable smile. 'I love you.'
He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Sorry that took so long…I'll try to post at least a chapter a week from now on k? Thanks for wasting precious moments of your life by reading my story!