Bound
Chapter Eleven
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A/N: Someone e-mailed me a few days ago asking me what Yami Yuugi's and Seto's names were in their previous Egyptian lives. Yami Yuugi was Atemu (Japanese spelling) or Atem (Egyptian spelling). Seto was Set or Seth, depending on which Egyptian spelling you use. The reason I do not use their Egyptian names in this story is because not everyone knows their names, hence this e-mail for example. If it bothers anyone, you can just pretend I wrote Atem instead of Yuugi, but I won't change it and confuse the majority of the readers. I'm also going to answer a few unasked questions because I know, sooner or later, *someone* will just have to ask. -_- 1. Kisara does not exist in this story. Seto/Isis! Read the manga if you want Seto/Kisara. 2. Yuugi will not die in this story. I'm not an idiot; I know he dies for the seal, but the sealing is not a main part of this story.
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"Jhanu'n (Jah-NOO-un)! Look at her! Do you not love her at all?!" Anzu's mother shouted, pointing a furious finger at their toddler daughter. Little Anzu was too busy tugging at the gold band on her wrist to notice that she was the focus of attention. Her innocent ears were much used to the yelling that took place between her parents; as such, she didn't believe that anything was wrong.
"I do not have time for a weak daughter! Leave my home and do not come back, woman!" Jhanu'n retorted cruelly. Anzu's mother gasped, and after a moment's time of shock, she bent down to retrieve her daughter and stormed out of the house with nothing but the clothes on their backs.
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Anzu shot awake, wiping the sweat from her brow with haste. She shivered in spite of the sweat covering her body. With a heavy sigh, she rested her head against the feathered pillow and attempted sleep once more.
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"Father!" Anzu cried out from her place in her mother's arms. Why wouldn't her father look at her? Why was her mother taking her away? Her young mind couldn't register what was happening.
"Father!" she screamed out once more, hot tears pouring down her pudgy cheeks, as the bald man, the one who helped bring her into such a cruel world, turned his back on her and entered his home.
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This time when the usually high-spirited woman awoke, it wasn't in silence. She sobbed frightfully, trying with much difficulty to quiet herself. Mahalah was still sleeping soundly on the small floor mattress beside hers. Anzu stumbled out from underneath her blanket and out into the hallway. She knew not which direction she headed until she found herself in the meeting room. She flung herself back against the wall as her body racked with sobs.
Oh, by the Gods, that horrible man that frequented her nightmares... that Egyptian... he was her father! Her true father was not Hebrew. She was not a half-breed. She was a full-blooded Egyptian! Honda hadn't truly been her cousin, not in blood at least... What would she do? It wouldn't do her any good now. She was a servant.
She knew she must have jumped a foot in the air when the approaching footsteps from the hallway startled her.
"What are you doing out here?" Yuugi asked slightly surprised. A loud sob that she was holding escaped Anzu's lips as she threw herself into his arms. It didn't matter that she was life-or-death clinging to a man she despised, a man who was responsible for her lack of freedom. She needed comfort, and it didn't matter from whom she received it.
Yuugi paused with surprise as the younger woman held tight to his waist. Without clothing on his chest, he was completely aware of the wetness running down his torso due to her tears. He could hardly register that the woman that seemed to hate him so much was now clinging desperately to him as if he were her last lifeline. Finally, he wrapped his bronzed arms around her shoulders.
"It's all right," he whispered, not quite sure what to do.
"Jhanu'n's so horrible! He just can't be my father!" she cried. He looked down at her bowed head confused.
"What are you talking about?" he asked gently, trying not to frighten her anymore. Mission failed. She chose that moment to come back to reality about just who it was she was clinging to. She gasped audibly and pushed away from him.
"You pig! How dare you try to take advantage of me?!" she screeched. Yuugi's eyes narrowed, and he crossed his arms.
"I would tell you that you flung yourself at me, girl," he said flatly. She glared angrily at him.
"That gives you no right to embrace me so!"
He brushed past her into the eating area and proceeded to pour himself a goblet of water. "Listen, wench, you wrapped your own arms around me first. If you don't want to remember that little part of it, then suit yourself. Go back to your room; you've probably awoken that poor friend of yours with your loud harpy-screeching."
She ground her teeth together and about-faced. His eyes followed her all of the way to her room, but she didn't once look back. He smirked. It was about time that he finally got one up on her. How very amusing. He took a sip of his water and ran his free hand across his warm torso where he could still feel her body heat. Now that he was alone, his mind wandered to her hysterical ranting.
Jhanu'n? That name didn't sound Hebrew. He thought it sounded more Egyptian than anything, yet she had said her father was a Hebrew. She also seemed much too upset about the fact that this man was her father, and she almost seemed... shocked. Yuugi decided that he had some investigating to do.
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Jounouchi grinned and waved at his sister who was busying herself with the making of the guest list of the Pharaoh's birthday party with his soon-to-be wife, Mai.
The two women had worked diligently for the past month, along with the help of himself and Otogi, on the preparations for the Pharaoh's twentieth birthday. Jounouchi knew that Yuugi would be appreciative of their hard work no matter what, but Shizuka and Mai wanted everything to be perfect.
He stood from the bench he was resting on. Yuugi had given him the task of locating an Egyptian man named Jhanu'n, and since neither knew anything about the man, it wouldn't be an easy task. Jounouchi didn't mind though; he knew that if Yuugi asked him a favor personally, it was very important. He slowly sauntered out of the throne room, contemplating where he would being his search first.
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Isis waited patiently for Seto to join her. He always retired to the same room at the same time each night to recite his nightly thanksgiving to the gods. Isis usually paid her thanks in her personal room, so it wasn't unusual that Seto was surprised to find her there when he finally entered.
He waited for her to speak. She cleared her throat and decided the best method of apology was to just come right out with it.
"I'm sorry. You were right about my brother."
Seto nodded slightly. "I regret that you had to find out," he responded. She eyed him warily and he held out a hand to her, putting her fears of any anger to rest. She allowed him to pull her into an embrace.
"What shall we do?" she questioned quietly. He placed his chin on the top of her head.
"They need to be separated. We'll have to request to have Bakura moved to another duty away from the temple," he replied. She nodded against his chest, happy to be back in his good graces and vice-versa.
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NEXT CHAPTER: Jounouchi is able to locate Anzu's true father. Anzu gets a little insight that maybe Yuugi isn't so bad. Bakura gets placed into his new occupation away from Malik. A plot is set in motion against Anzu.
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So now we know the truth about Anzu's heritage. We'll see what happens next. Don't forget to review! ^^
Chapter Eleven
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A/N: Someone e-mailed me a few days ago asking me what Yami Yuugi's and Seto's names were in their previous Egyptian lives. Yami Yuugi was Atemu (Japanese spelling) or Atem (Egyptian spelling). Seto was Set or Seth, depending on which Egyptian spelling you use. The reason I do not use their Egyptian names in this story is because not everyone knows their names, hence this e-mail for example. If it bothers anyone, you can just pretend I wrote Atem instead of Yuugi, but I won't change it and confuse the majority of the readers. I'm also going to answer a few unasked questions because I know, sooner or later, *someone* will just have to ask. -_- 1. Kisara does not exist in this story. Seto/Isis! Read the manga if you want Seto/Kisara. 2. Yuugi will not die in this story. I'm not an idiot; I know he dies for the seal, but the sealing is not a main part of this story.
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"Jhanu'n (Jah-NOO-un)! Look at her! Do you not love her at all?!" Anzu's mother shouted, pointing a furious finger at their toddler daughter. Little Anzu was too busy tugging at the gold band on her wrist to notice that she was the focus of attention. Her innocent ears were much used to the yelling that took place between her parents; as such, she didn't believe that anything was wrong.
"I do not have time for a weak daughter! Leave my home and do not come back, woman!" Jhanu'n retorted cruelly. Anzu's mother gasped, and after a moment's time of shock, she bent down to retrieve her daughter and stormed out of the house with nothing but the clothes on their backs.
---
Anzu shot awake, wiping the sweat from her brow with haste. She shivered in spite of the sweat covering her body. With a heavy sigh, she rested her head against the feathered pillow and attempted sleep once more.
---
"Father!" Anzu cried out from her place in her mother's arms. Why wouldn't her father look at her? Why was her mother taking her away? Her young mind couldn't register what was happening.
"Father!" she screamed out once more, hot tears pouring down her pudgy cheeks, as the bald man, the one who helped bring her into such a cruel world, turned his back on her and entered his home.
---
This time when the usually high-spirited woman awoke, it wasn't in silence. She sobbed frightfully, trying with much difficulty to quiet herself. Mahalah was still sleeping soundly on the small floor mattress beside hers. Anzu stumbled out from underneath her blanket and out into the hallway. She knew not which direction she headed until she found herself in the meeting room. She flung herself back against the wall as her body racked with sobs.
Oh, by the Gods, that horrible man that frequented her nightmares... that Egyptian... he was her father! Her true father was not Hebrew. She was not a half-breed. She was a full-blooded Egyptian! Honda hadn't truly been her cousin, not in blood at least... What would she do? It wouldn't do her any good now. She was a servant.
She knew she must have jumped a foot in the air when the approaching footsteps from the hallway startled her.
"What are you doing out here?" Yuugi asked slightly surprised. A loud sob that she was holding escaped Anzu's lips as she threw herself into his arms. It didn't matter that she was life-or-death clinging to a man she despised, a man who was responsible for her lack of freedom. She needed comfort, and it didn't matter from whom she received it.
Yuugi paused with surprise as the younger woman held tight to his waist. Without clothing on his chest, he was completely aware of the wetness running down his torso due to her tears. He could hardly register that the woman that seemed to hate him so much was now clinging desperately to him as if he were her last lifeline. Finally, he wrapped his bronzed arms around her shoulders.
"It's all right," he whispered, not quite sure what to do.
"Jhanu'n's so horrible! He just can't be my father!" she cried. He looked down at her bowed head confused.
"What are you talking about?" he asked gently, trying not to frighten her anymore. Mission failed. She chose that moment to come back to reality about just who it was she was clinging to. She gasped audibly and pushed away from him.
"You pig! How dare you try to take advantage of me?!" she screeched. Yuugi's eyes narrowed, and he crossed his arms.
"I would tell you that you flung yourself at me, girl," he said flatly. She glared angrily at him.
"That gives you no right to embrace me so!"
He brushed past her into the eating area and proceeded to pour himself a goblet of water. "Listen, wench, you wrapped your own arms around me first. If you don't want to remember that little part of it, then suit yourself. Go back to your room; you've probably awoken that poor friend of yours with your loud harpy-screeching."
She ground her teeth together and about-faced. His eyes followed her all of the way to her room, but she didn't once look back. He smirked. It was about time that he finally got one up on her. How very amusing. He took a sip of his water and ran his free hand across his warm torso where he could still feel her body heat. Now that he was alone, his mind wandered to her hysterical ranting.
Jhanu'n? That name didn't sound Hebrew. He thought it sounded more Egyptian than anything, yet she had said her father was a Hebrew. She also seemed much too upset about the fact that this man was her father, and she almost seemed... shocked. Yuugi decided that he had some investigating to do.
~*~
Jounouchi grinned and waved at his sister who was busying herself with the making of the guest list of the Pharaoh's birthday party with his soon-to-be wife, Mai.
The two women had worked diligently for the past month, along with the help of himself and Otogi, on the preparations for the Pharaoh's twentieth birthday. Jounouchi knew that Yuugi would be appreciative of their hard work no matter what, but Shizuka and Mai wanted everything to be perfect.
He stood from the bench he was resting on. Yuugi had given him the task of locating an Egyptian man named Jhanu'n, and since neither knew anything about the man, it wouldn't be an easy task. Jounouchi didn't mind though; he knew that if Yuugi asked him a favor personally, it was very important. He slowly sauntered out of the throne room, contemplating where he would being his search first.
~*~
Isis waited patiently for Seto to join her. He always retired to the same room at the same time each night to recite his nightly thanksgiving to the gods. Isis usually paid her thanks in her personal room, so it wasn't unusual that Seto was surprised to find her there when he finally entered.
He waited for her to speak. She cleared her throat and decided the best method of apology was to just come right out with it.
"I'm sorry. You were right about my brother."
Seto nodded slightly. "I regret that you had to find out," he responded. She eyed him warily and he held out a hand to her, putting her fears of any anger to rest. She allowed him to pull her into an embrace.
"What shall we do?" she questioned quietly. He placed his chin on the top of her head.
"They need to be separated. We'll have to request to have Bakura moved to another duty away from the temple," he replied. She nodded against his chest, happy to be back in his good graces and vice-versa.
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NEXT CHAPTER: Jounouchi is able to locate Anzu's true father. Anzu gets a little insight that maybe Yuugi isn't so bad. Bakura gets placed into his new occupation away from Malik. A plot is set in motion against Anzu.
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So now we know the truth about Anzu's heritage. We'll see what happens next. Don't forget to review! ^^