Shadows of the Blue Moon

by Darkness-Fire

There’s a new transfer student in Domino High.Will Bakura and Malik stop her from driving the former Pharaoh up the wall? Or will they just sit back and watch? An old enemy has resurfaced,and this time he's altering the course of history... (Finished)

3. Infiltration into the Past

Shadows of the Blue Moon

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By Darkness-Fire

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Chapter Three: Infiltration into the past

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There's a new transfer student in Domino High and she turns out to be Malik Ishtar's foster sister. She hates Yami to the core and vice versa. But what happens when she is assigned to sit next to him in Class 1-B?? Will Bakura and Malik try to stop her from driving the former Pharaoh crazy?? Or will they just sit back and watch Yami meet his match – in a girl who has the gift of Fire and Shadow Majic?? But meanwhile, a long-gone enemy has resurfaced from the Shadow Realm, and he altering the course of history in Ancient Egypt, 3000 years ago. Will the rivals team up to destroy him, or will they fail and let him take over both Upper and Lower Egypt??

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Darkness-Fire:

Keekee!! ^^ You guys are wonderful!! *dances happy dance* *gives Yu-Gi-Oh plushies to everyone and anyone who reviewed* Wee woo!!

Keaira Ishtar:

Is it me or is she forever sugar-high?? *sweatdrops*

Shadow:

She is forever sugar-high. Don't worry.

Silver Swan1 – Thanks for your comments, Silver Swan1!! ^^ *gives plushie*

Mya Starnight – You reviewed again for the last chapter too? ^^ Wow!! *gives plushie*

Trueyamigirlfriend – In answer to your following questions: I read from some sites that 'Bel um Fal' is Yami's true name for when he was a Pharaoh, but again some sites say that it isn't. It really is confusing, (to me at least ^^U) so I decided to stick to this name, or 'Bel um Ful'. The memory arc is the name I give to the event when Yami went back into the past to recover his memories for when he was a Pharaoh. I hope this clears up any confusion!! Again, thanks for your review!! ^^ *gives plushie*

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Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh. I do own my own characters though. Steal them and die!! *inserts evil cackling*

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Keaira did not pay attention to any of the lessons that day, as images of the dream last night had kept flashing through her mind. She could not concentrate and was not her usual snappy self in class. She was jerked out of her thoughts when Yami waved a hand in front of her. "What-"

"Uh… Ishtar? You okay back there??" the tri-colored-haired spirit asked, a note of concern in his voice.

Keaira hesitated. She did not know whether if she could trust the spirit and tell him what had happened just last night in her dreams. They were, after all, rivals. Malik spotted her looking uncertain and promptly kicked the back of her chair with his foot. Keaira started and shot a glare at her brother. He merely responded by jerking his head towards Yami and shook his head.

She turned back to the confused Yami. "It's nothing, Pharaoh," Keaira sighed, running a hand through her hair, looking very weary all of a sudden. Yami blinked. Since when was Ishtar being so civil to him? Normally she was have shot back with a scathing remark, but today… she looked so out of sorts.

"You sick or something??" He pressed on further.

Keaira could feel the frustration inside of her building up inside of her. She couldn't keep it in any longer as she finally burst out, "No, I'm not sick or anything, Yami!! Now just leave me alone!!" Bakura nearly fell off his chair at the sheer volume of her voice, while Malik looked very taken aback. Ryou just stared.

Mrs. Anderson stared at the both of them stonily. "Mr. Yami Motou. Ms. Ishtar. Detention. After school. Today. Now if I may continue with my lesson." She turned back to the board and started rambling about the formula to solve a complicated mathematical problem.

Keaira slumped in her chair. Great. Just great. Detention with the one she hated most.

Yami looked extremely pissed off. One moment she's being so civil, the other she's more than willing to send me to Am'mit. What in Ra's name is wrong with her?? She seriously needs an attitude adjustment.

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The dismissal bell rang shrilly, signaling the end of school. Well, the end of school for most students, save two very disgruntled ones.

Malik patted his foster sister on the shoulder reassuringly. "We'll be waiting for you at home, Keai. No doubt you've served a detention in the school you went to in Taiwan before??"

Keaira broke into the first smile she had today, as she swatted at him with her hand. "Of course. You think I would be willing to be a 'good' student and not cause any fires? Fat hope." Malik laughed and ruffled her hair.

"We'll discuss about the dreams later when you get home," said Malik, as he headed out the classroom with both Bakura and Ryou. Keaira nodded silently.

A moment later, Mrs. Anderson walked in, as she surveyed the two students with a note of satisfaction. She had always suspected that Yami and Keaira had something to do with the fire on her jeans yesterday. Of course, if she hadn't paired Keaira with Yami together for the sitting arrangement, the fire wouldn't have been caused by Keaira in the first place…

"A good afternoon to you two, Mr. Motou and Miss Ishtar," she said sweetly to them. There was no answer as the both of them merely threw her similar looks of disgust and anger. Mrs. Anderson ignored the glares and continued, "The detention will be two hours. After that you two will be free to go."

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The blond Egyptian sighed as he threw his bag down onto the living room floor. "Of all days to get in detention, why today??"

"Because your sister dearest has a tendency to get into trouble at the wrong times," said Bakura, a slight smirk gracing his features. Malik scowled at him. "Now get moving. We still have a whole bookshelf of Shadow Magic that we still haven't looked over."

Malik groaned. He did not like reading. He hated reading. "I hate this," he muttered quietly, as he flipped through the pages of a book containing Ancient Egyptian.

"Hey, and you think I don't??" Bakura snorted. "But Marik is back and we have to find out how he got into the past."

There was a moment of silence as the two scanned page after page of Ancient Egyptian. Then Bakura spoke up.

"10 dollars that Keai will set the teacher on fire after 30 minutes of detention."

"15 dollars that Keai will escape detention and set fire on both the Pharaoh and the teacher after an hour and thirty minutes," said Malik, still poring over a dusty book that looked like it had been left untouched for years.

At this Ryou piped up, he himself being not able to help in the search of information as he was not versed in the Ancient Egyptian tongue. "25 dollars that Keaira will serve the full two hours of detention then set Mrs. Anderson on fire while leaving Yami untouched." Bakura and Malik just stared at him.

"Hikari, I never knew you could bet on anything," said Bakura, as if seeing him in a whole new light.

"Why thank y— Hey!! What do you mean I couldn't gamble or bet on anything??"

The former Tomb Robber shrugged and returned back to a book which was full of Egyptian spells used by warlocks thousands of years ago.

An hour an a half passed silently.

There was the sound of a doorbell ringing as Malik instantly jumped up from his seat and sprinted over to the door. "I win the bet." He wrenched the door open, but the person standing in the doorway wasn't Keaira Ishtar. Actually, it was two people. The tanned Egyptian's mouth dropped open.

"Whoa."

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Keaira Ishtar was twirling her pen around in her fingers while looking out of the window at a very beautiful sakura blossom tree, whose flowers were in full bloom. It was totally torture in her detention, what with Yami's muttered curses at her and the damned teacher.

Sighing, she turned back to the assignment that a teacher had given to the class earlier on. Damn History report. Why in Ra's name would I have to submit this report of Ancient Egypt? For Ra's sake I'm the reincarnation of the only protégée of the Tomb Robber and the Assassin!! I should know all about Egypt!! I'm going to have to send the wretched teacher to the Shadow Realm first thing tomorrow. That is, if I ever get out of this detention with Yami. Keaira shot a glare at the spirit.

Humming a tune of one of her favourite Chinese songs, she nevertheless set to work on the report. Yami heard a faint hum of music from nearby, and stopped his cursing for a while to stare at the girl who was sitting a seat away from him.

Keaira seemed distracted, as she wrote the report on Ancient Egypt, humming that tune of hers. Once or twice, her slender brow would crease slightly, as though she struggled to remember something from her past life. Her ballpoint pen flew quickly over the paper, as she wrote down the facts of Ancient Egypt in fluent Japanese. Keaira paused, seemingly aware of Yami's crimson eyes on her. She stopped humming to herself.

She met his gaze.

"What do you want??" she snapped at him, looking highly irritated.

Yami glared back at her. "Do you always have to be this hostile to everyone??"

"And do you always have to act like you lord over everything to everyone??" Keaira retorted.

"No, I don't act like I lord over everything. Are you always this hostile to everyone??" Yami repeated his question.

"No. I am hostile to everyone except those whom I get along with," the girl spat back. "Now if you would kindly leave me alone." She turned back to her report and quickly finished it off with a quick flourish.

Yami was about to open his mouth to snap at Keaira with another retort when Mrs. Anderson told the two of them that the two hours were up. Keaira stuffed her report back into her bag stood up, slinging the bag over her shoulder carelessly.

The two students merely inclined their heads slightly to bid Mrs. Anderson goodbye, with Keaira shooting the teacher a murderous glare. Mrs. Anderson, still blissfully unaware of the threat, said to the girl with a low voice, "I'll be watching you."

Keaira scoffed, knowing that the teacher was already on her tail for causing all the mysterious fires. As she stepped out of the room, she casually pretended to throw back her hair and sent a flicker of fire at Mrs. Anderson's sleeve. She looked back at the screaming teacher. "Watching me?? Heh. You can't even look out for yourself."

With a satisfied smile, Keaira stepped out of the school grounds and broke into a sprint, leaving a very surprised Yami behind. What is with that girl, Yami mused silently, shaking his tri-coloured-head. He broke into a fast trot towards the Kame Game shop.

Keaira took the fastest way to Ryou's house she knew, as she wended expertly through the back lanes and alleys. It might have been considered dangerous for her to wander in these maze-like alleys alone, but it didn't matter anyway. A more pressing need was already at hand. If Marik could worm his pathetic way into the past 3000 years ago, it could spell trouble for everyone who was ever concerned in the past of Ancient Egypt.

She reached the house after five minutes and twisted the doorknob. Keaira wrenched the door open and stepped into the living room. She was surprised to see that it was a lot more crowded than usual. Besides Ryou, Bakura and Malik there were two other people in the house, not including herself.

A tanned Egyptian woman was seated quite comfortably on the couch, her ebony hair cascading over her shoulders. She had a necklace around her neck, with the symbol of the eye of Horus in the very center.

Beside her sat a tall man, with Egyptian Hieroglyphs tattooed on the left side of his face, a long black ponytail tied high up on the back of his head.

There was a moment of silence as they acknowledged each other.

All Keaira could say was, "Whoa."

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To be continued:

Shadows of the Blue Moon

Chapter Four: Memory Tablet of the Pharaoh

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Something has appeared in the Memory Tablet of the Pharaoh of the Eighteenth Dynasty, confirming the group's suspicions that Keaira's worries about Marik worming his way into the past to change the future was not unfounded. How can they stop him?? And then a certain tri-coloured-haired Yami comes into the picture.

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Darkness-Fire:

I'm on a roll!! ^^ 3 chapters in a week?? I must be spoiling you readers too much. *sweatdrops* Let's see if we can make it to 16 reviews by the fourth chappie!! ^o^

Keaira Ishtar:

16 reviews… that isn't asking too much of you readers out there right?? So go get reviewing!! ^^

Shadow:

Yeah, 16 reviews isn't much at all… Other authors usually get 20 or so in two chappies.

Darkness-Fire:

Yeah… I get the gist, Shadow, I'm not as good in writing fics as the other authors out there… *sniffles* But anyway, I want 16 reviews before I post the next chappie!! You, you, you, you. *points at reader* Get reviewing!! Plushies for all those who do!! ^^