Hiya Howdy!!
Well I guess we should clear some stuff up before we begin with the story!!
^-^!! Two people write this fic.
Scerika and Amber P.
When you see this break: *^*^*^*^*^* Amber P. is writing, when you see this break: ^-^-^-^-^-^ Scerika is writing, and when both of us are writing, the break will look like this: ^-*-^-*-^
Scerika: So now I'm sure you want to know what the story is about!! Amber P: Well this is a cross over between Yu-Gi-Oh and Inu-Yasha ^-^
Oh and we don't own either one of them T-T sad huh? Ok well on with the story!! Amber P and Scerika: ENJOY!
And remember if you like it, to R&R!
Our Fanfiction SN's
Amber's: Amber143 Scerika's: xUtenaxTenjoux
A Quest through Egypt
Prologue
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The story takes place in ancient times. Inu-yasha and the gang find out that the jewel shards were not only scattered throughout Japan, but the whole world as well. Learning this the gang set Out on a journey to foreign lands to find and collect the shikon shards. In due time, there journeys take them to the ancient civilization of Egypt. Where the young Pharaoh Yami, is currently in control of the throne. As the gang enters this new and magical land they learn, that not only are they after the shards, but the evil magi of Egypt as well. Collecting the shards, fighting new foes, and gaining powerful comrades, the gang must find the shikon shards and their way through Egypt, before the Magi get to them.
Chapter 1
The Heat and the Slave
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'Out of all the places these shards have taken us, I never imagined that we would be pulled to this land'
Kagome silently conversed with her mind, as the shard collectors trudged their way through the never-ending planes of sand. Casually wiping sweat damped bangs away from her sun-heated forehead Kagome stopped for a brief moment to survey the scenery that lay before her. Her eyes glided over the dunes that seemed to blend perfectly with the blankets of soft sand. 'A golden Shangri-La' her mind told her. A light touch on her left shoulder grabbed her out of her gaze.
"Kagome? Are you alright?" Sango warmly asked with concern in her voice. Kagome stood there looking at her with slight confusion, as though she had been awoken from a long sleep. Instead of replying to Sango's question Kagome staggered forward away from her touch.
"Kagome..?" the name left Sango's lips no louder then a whisper. But Kagome didn't hear, or if she had she didn't take notice of it. Kagome felt drawn to the sand. The sun beating down on her like a hammer to nail. She could only stagger forward. 'What is happening?' Kagome wondered, trying with careful steps to keep her up. 'Kagome...' the voice brought her head up. Looking around with frightened eyes she could only shake her head. 'It's the heat, the heat. Nothing's wrong, it's only the heat. I just a need a rest.' Shutting her eyes and nodding her head ever so slightly, Kagome allowed her self to fall to her knees, her head resting on her legs. Smiling she quietly agreed, 'Just a small rest' and with that Kagome was swallowed by darkness, as four voices called out her name.
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Jounouchi a young slave of the village of Hathor was humming a soft melody, as he carried several large crates filled with different trinkets his master would sell this evening in the town's market place. His slim yet well toned muscles rippled as the crate's weight leaned heavily into his shoulders. He carried the last crate to the corner of the well-sized makeshift shop with the last of his strength. Taking in a deep breath, and rubbing his hands together Jounouchi smiled while wiping the perspiration that had collected on his forehead away. He was done. He ran his fingers through his golden tresses that could only match the sun's rays. Smoothing out the aches that ran through his shoulders, Jounouchi made his way back to his master's tent.
Jounouchi lifted the soft velvety corner flap of the big tent. Several other tents were pitched closely to his master's. People had to camp over night in the market place if they wanted to get a nice area to set up their shops. And Jounouchi's master never failed at getting one. He looked at his master's shop once more before heading into the tent, letting the flap gently sweep down behind him.
Jounouchi kneeled before his master, his head bowed down ((a typical act of respect of the slaves that was expected)). His master sat Indian style upon a worn out wool carpet. Jounouchi stared at the carpet waiting for his master's acknowledgment of his appearance. He looked into each of the details of the once beautiful and fine rug. It was still acctractive though, maybe not as good as the ones in the palace of the pharoah but yet still accepted. His master was diligintly noting down accounts of past sells, and making new room for future sails that he hoped to gain that afternoon. Being a little daring Jounouchi raised his eyes to stare at the chest his Master was writing on. It was the chest that was filled with all his master's riches. More then once had Jounouchi tried to take a look within its contents, and maybe even take a sample for himself. But more then once he had almost been caught.
His eyes instantly went back down as he heard his master shift. Sighing, his master waved his hand, allowing his slave to raise his head, and permitting him to sit on his bottom. But his master continued to take down different records. Never raising his eyes or turning and lifting his head his master's stern voice filled the room. "The crates did you set them up?" "Yes master" Jounouchi replied with a soft voice. "Is the shop put up correctly?" Jounouchi looked around but answered with a "Yes Master". Now his master put down his inked tipped reed. Taking one last look at his work, his master turned to regard Jounouchi with steady eyes. "Alright then, you may have the rest of the morning off, but I expect you back before this afternoon" Jounouchi smiled, bowing his gratitude as he awaited his Master's dismissal sign. "But if you are not back then, then it's 50 lashes" Jounouchi slightly flinched at the thought of rough leather being slapped into his bare back, but nodded his agreement nonetheless. With that his master waved his hand once more, and Jounouchi left in silence.
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To be continued....
Amber P: [[purrs]] JOEY! **Glomps plushie**
Scerika: T-T... wow that was so unsuspected
Amber P: ((big eyes)) How could I resist that little bundle of yesness!!?! o-o!
Scerika: Yeah.... Right.. Well I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter of our little fic!! ^___^!! Hopefully You're not bored out of your minds yet! I know that this chapter seemed a bit small. But I didn't want to get way into it, just incase no one likes it .__. Hopefully some one does..
Amber P: [[raises hand]] I LIKE IT!! ^-^!
Scerika: **falls** of course you do silly you are one of the writers ^0^!
Amber P: oops I forgot ^^;;
Scerika: Teehee well please R&R and tell us what you think!! Flames are really not appreciated T-T but Bakura loves to dine on them with A1 steak sauce ^-^
Amber P: its true ^-^ hehe but please don't flame anyway ^_^
Chapter two! Coming soon!
Scerika and Amber P.
When you see this break: *^*^*^*^*^* Amber P. is writing, when you see this break: ^-^-^-^-^-^ Scerika is writing, and when both of us are writing, the break will look like this: ^-*-^-*-^
Scerika: So now I'm sure you want to know what the story is about!! Amber P: Well this is a cross over between Yu-Gi-Oh and Inu-Yasha ^-^
Oh and we don't own either one of them T-T sad huh? Ok well on with the story!! Amber P and Scerika: ENJOY!
And remember if you like it, to R&R!
Our Fanfiction SN's
Amber's: Amber143 Scerika's: xUtenaxTenjoux
A Quest through Egypt
Prologue
^-*-^-*-^-*-^-*-^-*-^
The story takes place in ancient times. Inu-yasha and the gang find out that the jewel shards were not only scattered throughout Japan, but the whole world as well. Learning this the gang set Out on a journey to foreign lands to find and collect the shikon shards. In due time, there journeys take them to the ancient civilization of Egypt. Where the young Pharaoh Yami, is currently in control of the throne. As the gang enters this new and magical land they learn, that not only are they after the shards, but the evil magi of Egypt as well. Collecting the shards, fighting new foes, and gaining powerful comrades, the gang must find the shikon shards and their way through Egypt, before the Magi get to them.
Chapter 1
The Heat and the Slave
^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^
'Out of all the places these shards have taken us, I never imagined that we would be pulled to this land'
Kagome silently conversed with her mind, as the shard collectors trudged their way through the never-ending planes of sand. Casually wiping sweat damped bangs away from her sun-heated forehead Kagome stopped for a brief moment to survey the scenery that lay before her. Her eyes glided over the dunes that seemed to blend perfectly with the blankets of soft sand. 'A golden Shangri-La' her mind told her. A light touch on her left shoulder grabbed her out of her gaze.
"Kagome? Are you alright?" Sango warmly asked with concern in her voice. Kagome stood there looking at her with slight confusion, as though she had been awoken from a long sleep. Instead of replying to Sango's question Kagome staggered forward away from her touch.
"Kagome..?" the name left Sango's lips no louder then a whisper. But Kagome didn't hear, or if she had she didn't take notice of it. Kagome felt drawn to the sand. The sun beating down on her like a hammer to nail. She could only stagger forward. 'What is happening?' Kagome wondered, trying with careful steps to keep her up. 'Kagome...' the voice brought her head up. Looking around with frightened eyes she could only shake her head. 'It's the heat, the heat. Nothing's wrong, it's only the heat. I just a need a rest.' Shutting her eyes and nodding her head ever so slightly, Kagome allowed her self to fall to her knees, her head resting on her legs. Smiling she quietly agreed, 'Just a small rest' and with that Kagome was swallowed by darkness, as four voices called out her name.
^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^
Jounouchi a young slave of the village of Hathor was humming a soft melody, as he carried several large crates filled with different trinkets his master would sell this evening in the town's market place. His slim yet well toned muscles rippled as the crate's weight leaned heavily into his shoulders. He carried the last crate to the corner of the well-sized makeshift shop with the last of his strength. Taking in a deep breath, and rubbing his hands together Jounouchi smiled while wiping the perspiration that had collected on his forehead away. He was done. He ran his fingers through his golden tresses that could only match the sun's rays. Smoothing out the aches that ran through his shoulders, Jounouchi made his way back to his master's tent.
Jounouchi lifted the soft velvety corner flap of the big tent. Several other tents were pitched closely to his master's. People had to camp over night in the market place if they wanted to get a nice area to set up their shops. And Jounouchi's master never failed at getting one. He looked at his master's shop once more before heading into the tent, letting the flap gently sweep down behind him.
Jounouchi kneeled before his master, his head bowed down ((a typical act of respect of the slaves that was expected)). His master sat Indian style upon a worn out wool carpet. Jounouchi stared at the carpet waiting for his master's acknowledgment of his appearance. He looked into each of the details of the once beautiful and fine rug. It was still acctractive though, maybe not as good as the ones in the palace of the pharoah but yet still accepted. His master was diligintly noting down accounts of past sells, and making new room for future sails that he hoped to gain that afternoon. Being a little daring Jounouchi raised his eyes to stare at the chest his Master was writing on. It was the chest that was filled with all his master's riches. More then once had Jounouchi tried to take a look within its contents, and maybe even take a sample for himself. But more then once he had almost been caught.
His eyes instantly went back down as he heard his master shift. Sighing, his master waved his hand, allowing his slave to raise his head, and permitting him to sit on his bottom. But his master continued to take down different records. Never raising his eyes or turning and lifting his head his master's stern voice filled the room. "The crates did you set them up?" "Yes master" Jounouchi replied with a soft voice. "Is the shop put up correctly?" Jounouchi looked around but answered with a "Yes Master". Now his master put down his inked tipped reed. Taking one last look at his work, his master turned to regard Jounouchi with steady eyes. "Alright then, you may have the rest of the morning off, but I expect you back before this afternoon" Jounouchi smiled, bowing his gratitude as he awaited his Master's dismissal sign. "But if you are not back then, then it's 50 lashes" Jounouchi slightly flinched at the thought of rough leather being slapped into his bare back, but nodded his agreement nonetheless. With that his master waved his hand once more, and Jounouchi left in silence.
****--------------****
To be continued....
Amber P: [[purrs]] JOEY! **Glomps plushie**
Scerika: T-T... wow that was so unsuspected
Amber P: ((big eyes)) How could I resist that little bundle of yesness!!?! o-o!
Scerika: Yeah.... Right.. Well I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter of our little fic!! ^___^!! Hopefully You're not bored out of your minds yet! I know that this chapter seemed a bit small. But I didn't want to get way into it, just incase no one likes it .__. Hopefully some one does..
Amber P: [[raises hand]] I LIKE IT!! ^-^!
Scerika: **falls** of course you do silly you are one of the writers ^0^!
Amber P: oops I forgot ^^;;
Scerika: Teehee well please R&R and tell us what you think!! Flames are really not appreciated T-T but Bakura loves to dine on them with A1 steak sauce ^-^
Amber P: its true ^-^ hehe but please don't flame anyway ^_^
Chapter two! Coming soon!