The Key to Power
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L: Sorry again for talking so long to update but I have had a serious case of writers block lately.
YL: Now tell them why you have writers block.
L: No.
YL: Fine I'll tell them.
L: You wouldn't dare.
YL: *grins evilly* Her mind has been occupied as of late with a guy.
L: *blushes* don't tell them that!!!
YL: Well it's the truth.
L: *glares* Please just read the disclaimer.
YL: Nope.
L: Fine, I'll do it myself. I don't own Yu Gi Oh, but oh how I wish I did.
YL: Chapter eleven: When Fist Meets Face.
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Last chapter:
Yugi and Yami peered around the corner and got a glimpse of the couple. Yami's stomach did a flip. His little sister was in the arms of that maniac, Malik. There she was in his arms, her eyes closed, and their lips locked in a passionate kiss.
"Oh Yami." Yugi whispered, "Don't do anything rash." Yami's hands were already balled into fists. Anger came off him in waves. He moved to take a step forward, but Yugi stopped him.
"Let them be."
"I told her to stay way from him."
"Do you always do what you are told?"
~New chapter
"He is dangerous, it was for her own good that I told her to stay away from him Yugi." Yugi knew that he wasn't going to win this battle and he let go of Yami. Yami took a few steps toward Malik and Nakia who were still too caught up in their embrace to notice him.
"Don't get yourself hurt Yami." Yugi whispered. Yami grabbed a hold of Malik's shoulder, pulled him from his sister's arms and slammed him against the building they had been standing under. Nakia let of a gasp of shock,
"Yami don't hurt him!!" She screamed. Malik was pinned to the brick wall by Yami's hand. Yami lifted his other hand and made a fist, there was a sickening crunch as it connected with Malik's nose.
Blood poured from Malik's nose, his hands went up to his face, and Yami raised his fist yet again but at the last minute it turned into an undercut and he hit Malik in the stomach. Malik doubled over.
"Yami stop!!" Nakia screamed, tears streamed down her face. Malik wasn't fighting back, it angered Yami. Yami brought his fist to Malik's stomach again and then let go of him and let him fall to the pavement.
"I told you to stay away from him!" Yami yelled, turning to Nakia.
"You knew I could not." Nakia said, her tears of fear for Malik were now tears of anger.
"I would think you would have some self control! You are the sister of the pharaoh you need to act like one!!" He yelled.
"If I didn't know better I'd think you were our father, he was the only one who ever spoke to me like that; you used to protect me from his abuse." Nakia said, her voice filled with anger and sadness.
Yami was taken aback by her words, his eyes wide as he tried to remember.
"And you forget dear brother that you aren't the pharaoh yet, you must have all your memories back before you could ever be called pharaoh. Right now you are only a Yami, the darkness of a soul."
Yami stood there in shock, she was right, he knew Yami wasn't his name, but because that was what he was he had taken the name. His mind tried to remember more, to bring back memories of Nakia.
Malik lay on the ground, gasping for air, the punches to his abdomen had knocked the wind out of him. Nakia kneeled down next to him and lay him on his back and pinched the bridge of his nose to stop the bleeding.
"Why do you lust for our enemy?" Yami asked bewildered.
"I don't lust for him... I love him." Malik thought the loss of oxygen had done something to his head, he thought he heard her say she loved him. This was too much for Yami to process, he was too confused to speak, he just stood there with his eyes wide and mouth hanging open as he watched his sister tend to Malik.
"Quit squirming." Nakia said softly yet forcefully at the same time to Malik.
"Was I dreaming when I heard you say you love me?" Malik asked, looking up at her. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
"You weren't dreaming." She said opening her eyes and smiling.
Yami looked at the smile that graced his sister's face, but the smile was more than her mouth, it seemed to be her entire being. Happiness sparkled in her eyes, the way her graceful fingers ran down the side of Malik's face, caressing him. It all betrayed love and happiness; and I brought back another memory.
~Memory~
Yami was walking around the palace, it was quiet in the halls all he could hear was the sound of hits own feet upon the marble floors. He rounded a corner to hear his father yelling and Nakia's sobs.
"YOU ARE THE DAUGHTER OF THE PHARAOH! YOU NEED TO ACT LIKE ONE! NOT RUNNING AROUND WITH RIFRAF LIKE THAT BOY!! HE IS BENATH YOU AND I WILL NOT HAVE IT!!" Nakia continued to sob as Yami walked into the room and glared at his father.
"Leave Nakia alone." He said coldly to his father. "She has done nothing wrong."
"Stay out of this Atem! She is growing up and must quit acting like a child! Such behavior is unacceptable!"
"What has she done that is so unacceptable father?" He growled.
"She has been seen consorting with a lowly servant, she has been observed on many an occasion sneaking off to be with him."
"I see nothing wrong with it father, I have seen them myself, walking the gardens and talking, they are merely friends." His father's face turned red, a vein could be seen bulging at his temple. He reached over and picked the sobbing Nakia by the arm and pulled her close to him, "Father, Nakia may consort with whom ever she wishes, leave her alone." He then took the sobbing Nakia to her room.
"Don't worry Nakia, father will not bother you anymore."
"Thank you Atem." Nakia said wiping her eyes and smiling up at him. She looked so happy then, he had saved her and she was happy.
~End Memory~
"She was happy just like she is now." Yami whispered.
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L: Ok I'm leaving it here cuz I haven't updated in ages and I am truly sorry about that! I have been suffering major writers block. I may feel a little more inclined to write if I got more reviews!
YL: Oh quit bugging them for reviews, you know we don't get many.
L: *pouts* I just want to feel recognized.
YL: Well you are, don't worry.
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L: Sorry again for talking so long to update but I have had a serious case of writers block lately.
YL: Now tell them why you have writers block.
L: No.
YL: Fine I'll tell them.
L: You wouldn't dare.
YL: *grins evilly* Her mind has been occupied as of late with a guy.
L: *blushes* don't tell them that!!!
YL: Well it's the truth.
L: *glares* Please just read the disclaimer.
YL: Nope.
L: Fine, I'll do it myself. I don't own Yu Gi Oh, but oh how I wish I did.
YL: Chapter eleven: When Fist Meets Face.
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Last chapter:
Yugi and Yami peered around the corner and got a glimpse of the couple. Yami's stomach did a flip. His little sister was in the arms of that maniac, Malik. There she was in his arms, her eyes closed, and their lips locked in a passionate kiss.
"Oh Yami." Yugi whispered, "Don't do anything rash." Yami's hands were already balled into fists. Anger came off him in waves. He moved to take a step forward, but Yugi stopped him.
"Let them be."
"I told her to stay way from him."
"Do you always do what you are told?"
~New chapter
"He is dangerous, it was for her own good that I told her to stay away from him Yugi." Yugi knew that he wasn't going to win this battle and he let go of Yami. Yami took a few steps toward Malik and Nakia who were still too caught up in their embrace to notice him.
"Don't get yourself hurt Yami." Yugi whispered. Yami grabbed a hold of Malik's shoulder, pulled him from his sister's arms and slammed him against the building they had been standing under. Nakia let of a gasp of shock,
"Yami don't hurt him!!" She screamed. Malik was pinned to the brick wall by Yami's hand. Yami lifted his other hand and made a fist, there was a sickening crunch as it connected with Malik's nose.
Blood poured from Malik's nose, his hands went up to his face, and Yami raised his fist yet again but at the last minute it turned into an undercut and he hit Malik in the stomach. Malik doubled over.
"Yami stop!!" Nakia screamed, tears streamed down her face. Malik wasn't fighting back, it angered Yami. Yami brought his fist to Malik's stomach again and then let go of him and let him fall to the pavement.
"I told you to stay away from him!" Yami yelled, turning to Nakia.
"You knew I could not." Nakia said, her tears of fear for Malik were now tears of anger.
"I would think you would have some self control! You are the sister of the pharaoh you need to act like one!!" He yelled.
"If I didn't know better I'd think you were our father, he was the only one who ever spoke to me like that; you used to protect me from his abuse." Nakia said, her voice filled with anger and sadness.
Yami was taken aback by her words, his eyes wide as he tried to remember.
"And you forget dear brother that you aren't the pharaoh yet, you must have all your memories back before you could ever be called pharaoh. Right now you are only a Yami, the darkness of a soul."
Yami stood there in shock, she was right, he knew Yami wasn't his name, but because that was what he was he had taken the name. His mind tried to remember more, to bring back memories of Nakia.
Malik lay on the ground, gasping for air, the punches to his abdomen had knocked the wind out of him. Nakia kneeled down next to him and lay him on his back and pinched the bridge of his nose to stop the bleeding.
"Why do you lust for our enemy?" Yami asked bewildered.
"I don't lust for him... I love him." Malik thought the loss of oxygen had done something to his head, he thought he heard her say she loved him. This was too much for Yami to process, he was too confused to speak, he just stood there with his eyes wide and mouth hanging open as he watched his sister tend to Malik.
"Quit squirming." Nakia said softly yet forcefully at the same time to Malik.
"Was I dreaming when I heard you say you love me?" Malik asked, looking up at her. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
"You weren't dreaming." She said opening her eyes and smiling.
Yami looked at the smile that graced his sister's face, but the smile was more than her mouth, it seemed to be her entire being. Happiness sparkled in her eyes, the way her graceful fingers ran down the side of Malik's face, caressing him. It all betrayed love and happiness; and I brought back another memory.
~Memory~
Yami was walking around the palace, it was quiet in the halls all he could hear was the sound of hits own feet upon the marble floors. He rounded a corner to hear his father yelling and Nakia's sobs.
"YOU ARE THE DAUGHTER OF THE PHARAOH! YOU NEED TO ACT LIKE ONE! NOT RUNNING AROUND WITH RIFRAF LIKE THAT BOY!! HE IS BENATH YOU AND I WILL NOT HAVE IT!!" Nakia continued to sob as Yami walked into the room and glared at his father.
"Leave Nakia alone." He said coldly to his father. "She has done nothing wrong."
"Stay out of this Atem! She is growing up and must quit acting like a child! Such behavior is unacceptable!"
"What has she done that is so unacceptable father?" He growled.
"She has been seen consorting with a lowly servant, she has been observed on many an occasion sneaking off to be with him."
"I see nothing wrong with it father, I have seen them myself, walking the gardens and talking, they are merely friends." His father's face turned red, a vein could be seen bulging at his temple. He reached over and picked the sobbing Nakia by the arm and pulled her close to him, "Father, Nakia may consort with whom ever she wishes, leave her alone." He then took the sobbing Nakia to her room.
"Don't worry Nakia, father will not bother you anymore."
"Thank you Atem." Nakia said wiping her eyes and smiling up at him. She looked so happy then, he had saved her and she was happy.
~End Memory~
"She was happy just like she is now." Yami whispered.
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L: Ok I'm leaving it here cuz I haven't updated in ages and I am truly sorry about that! I have been suffering major writers block. I may feel a little more inclined to write if I got more reviews!
YL: Oh quit bugging them for reviews, you know we don't get many.
L: *pouts* I just want to feel recognized.
YL: Well you are, don't worry.