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buy it from the people who do own it. Care to contribute to the cause? I
should have enough in twenty or so years.
Back with another chapter! And it occurred to me that even if I do tell you who I am, there is nearly no chance that you know me personally. Oh well.
I hope all you who read the first chapter liked it. It was kind of short. Most of the chapters are that length. Also, thanks for the suggestions in the reviews, but I already have the first four or five chapters written, I just have to type them. I would like to note that MoonbeamMarik'skoi4456 predicted exactly what happens in this chapter! Hope you're reading this one!
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Over the next few days, Aislin and Yami became very close friends. About a week after their meeting, Yami's engagement still had not been secured, and he began to worry that a wife would be chosen for him, since he had not announced his acceptance of Aislin. He kept his fears to himself, though.
Aislin and Yami would often be seen together, stretched out on the sand beneath the Egyptian sun, or maybe stealing food from the kitchens and laughing as they ate behind the palace. Once, Aislin had even bumped into Yami down at the dueling grounds, where all royalty, excepting the pharaoh himself, were forbidden to go. She had run into the huge, domed building, pulling her black hood over her head when she'd collided with a boy who was running very quickly. They both sprawled to the ground, their stone cards scattered across the floor.
"Sorry," the boy had said. He picked himself up and held his hand out to Aislin.
"That's alright." She grasped his hand, and holding her firmly, he pulled her to her feet. As he did so, the hood of his cloak fell back. Aislin gasped.
"Yami! What are you doing here?" She took in the familiar face of Prince Yami, wearing the tattered black cloak.
"Oops." He hurriedly covered his telltale hair. "Wait a minute," he said, puzzled. "If you know me, then who are you?"
Aislin grinned and lowered her hood.
The two stared at each other for a moment, and then burst out laughing.
As they bent to the ground to gather the fallen cards, they discovered that they shared a love of duel monsters. It turned out that Aislin had been carrying her deck with her the day she met Yami, stroking it when she was nervous, just as Yami himself had been doing. As Aislin reached for Yami's carved Dark Magician, his hand fell on top of hers. For a moment they gazed at each other, the moonlight streaming through the doorway reflecting in Yami's eyes, making Aislin's breath shudder. Then, Yami shook himself out of his reverie and broke the silence by challenging Aislin to a duel.
The duel needn't be described here. The only important fact is that Aislin was so distracted that she lost, badly. The blast of her final monster's destruction made her collapse. Frightened, Yami ran over to her. Muttering his apologies, Yami picked her up, and carried her through the shadows to her father's house near the palace, stealing to her room and leaving her in her bed. Just before Yami left, he kissed her quickly on her forehead, and then jumped through the low window, slinking through the darkness to his own home.
That must have been when it began. Yami's affection for Aislin began to grow, until one evening, he couldn't hold it back any longer.
It was about ten days since they'd first met. They were walking through the palace gardens. Aislin was looking up at the rising sliver of moon, but Yami's gaze was focused on Aislin. She was wearing a robe of shimmering silk that fluttered behind her in the wind. He couldn't help but dwell on her beauty.
Aislin sang softly to herself as she walked. Suddenly, as she was gazing up at the sprinkling of silver stars, she tripped in a hole, and fell with a cry. Yami promptly sprang forward, catching her in his arms, holding her closely.
She had her arms around his neck. Their faces were inches apart, unbearably close. Yami's blood began to race, and Aislin's heart to pound. She closed her eyes, almost expectantly. Yami couldn't resist. The wall he'd been trying to hold up collapsed. He pulled her up and kissed her.
Aislin had never felt such a wonderful sensation. She felt as though she was melting in his arms, and they were one person for a fleeting moment. She pulled herself closer to him, holding him tighter. Yami ran his trembling hands through her silky hair, and down her back.
It seemed to take years, long, wonderful, fantastic years, but the kiss ended at last. Breathing heavily, the two of them pulled apart. Yami looked at her, afraid of what her reaction might be.
Aislin drew in a great breath, bending to pick up the silver circlet that had fallen from her head. She clutched it without putting it on. Finally she looked up and stammered, "Yami. . .does this mean. . .am I. . .?
She trailed off, but Yami answered the unfinished question.
"Yes, Aislin. If you will consent, I would like to ask you to become my bride, and the future queen of Egypt. Will you marry me, Aislin?"
Aislin spoke no word, but answered him with a sudden embrace, and another long kiss there in the moonlight.
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Well, that's that. To all you people who have really had their first kiss and remember it well, is that what it's really like? I had to imagine it. Does it sound realistic? Anyway, domo arigato for reading my story. Review it! Onegai, onegai, onegai. . .well, you get it.
Ja!
Back with another chapter! And it occurred to me that even if I do tell you who I am, there is nearly no chance that you know me personally. Oh well.
I hope all you who read the first chapter liked it. It was kind of short. Most of the chapters are that length. Also, thanks for the suggestions in the reviews, but I already have the first four or five chapters written, I just have to type them. I would like to note that MoonbeamMarik'skoi4456 predicted exactly what happens in this chapter! Hope you're reading this one!
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Over the next few days, Aislin and Yami became very close friends. About a week after their meeting, Yami's engagement still had not been secured, and he began to worry that a wife would be chosen for him, since he had not announced his acceptance of Aislin. He kept his fears to himself, though.
Aislin and Yami would often be seen together, stretched out on the sand beneath the Egyptian sun, or maybe stealing food from the kitchens and laughing as they ate behind the palace. Once, Aislin had even bumped into Yami down at the dueling grounds, where all royalty, excepting the pharaoh himself, were forbidden to go. She had run into the huge, domed building, pulling her black hood over her head when she'd collided with a boy who was running very quickly. They both sprawled to the ground, their stone cards scattered across the floor.
"Sorry," the boy had said. He picked himself up and held his hand out to Aislin.
"That's alright." She grasped his hand, and holding her firmly, he pulled her to her feet. As he did so, the hood of his cloak fell back. Aislin gasped.
"Yami! What are you doing here?" She took in the familiar face of Prince Yami, wearing the tattered black cloak.
"Oops." He hurriedly covered his telltale hair. "Wait a minute," he said, puzzled. "If you know me, then who are you?"
Aislin grinned and lowered her hood.
The two stared at each other for a moment, and then burst out laughing.
As they bent to the ground to gather the fallen cards, they discovered that they shared a love of duel monsters. It turned out that Aislin had been carrying her deck with her the day she met Yami, stroking it when she was nervous, just as Yami himself had been doing. As Aislin reached for Yami's carved Dark Magician, his hand fell on top of hers. For a moment they gazed at each other, the moonlight streaming through the doorway reflecting in Yami's eyes, making Aislin's breath shudder. Then, Yami shook himself out of his reverie and broke the silence by challenging Aislin to a duel.
The duel needn't be described here. The only important fact is that Aislin was so distracted that she lost, badly. The blast of her final monster's destruction made her collapse. Frightened, Yami ran over to her. Muttering his apologies, Yami picked her up, and carried her through the shadows to her father's house near the palace, stealing to her room and leaving her in her bed. Just before Yami left, he kissed her quickly on her forehead, and then jumped through the low window, slinking through the darkness to his own home.
That must have been when it began. Yami's affection for Aislin began to grow, until one evening, he couldn't hold it back any longer.
It was about ten days since they'd first met. They were walking through the palace gardens. Aislin was looking up at the rising sliver of moon, but Yami's gaze was focused on Aislin. She was wearing a robe of shimmering silk that fluttered behind her in the wind. He couldn't help but dwell on her beauty.
Aislin sang softly to herself as she walked. Suddenly, as she was gazing up at the sprinkling of silver stars, she tripped in a hole, and fell with a cry. Yami promptly sprang forward, catching her in his arms, holding her closely.
She had her arms around his neck. Their faces were inches apart, unbearably close. Yami's blood began to race, and Aislin's heart to pound. She closed her eyes, almost expectantly. Yami couldn't resist. The wall he'd been trying to hold up collapsed. He pulled her up and kissed her.
Aislin had never felt such a wonderful sensation. She felt as though she was melting in his arms, and they were one person for a fleeting moment. She pulled herself closer to him, holding him tighter. Yami ran his trembling hands through her silky hair, and down her back.
It seemed to take years, long, wonderful, fantastic years, but the kiss ended at last. Breathing heavily, the two of them pulled apart. Yami looked at her, afraid of what her reaction might be.
Aislin drew in a great breath, bending to pick up the silver circlet that had fallen from her head. She clutched it without putting it on. Finally she looked up and stammered, "Yami. . .does this mean. . .am I. . .?
She trailed off, but Yami answered the unfinished question.
"Yes, Aislin. If you will consent, I would like to ask you to become my bride, and the future queen of Egypt. Will you marry me, Aislin?"
Aislin spoke no word, but answered him with a sudden embrace, and another long kiss there in the moonlight.
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Well, that's that. To all you people who have really had their first kiss and remember it well, is that what it's really like? I had to imagine it. Does it sound realistic? Anyway, domo arigato for reading my story. Review it! Onegai, onegai, onegai. . .well, you get it.
Ja!