[awwwwwww... last chap was sooo kawaiii!! This one is, and guess what? SETO COMES:O]

Dance the Forbidden Dance

Chapter Eight

"Secrets of a Kiss"

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The oddest thing about having a brother hardly three years his junior, was that he seemed to be able to sense every thought and emotion Yami was harboring at the very moment.

Sekhem watched Yami with hawk eyes, his large, violet eyes never straying from his brother.

"Yami," he said slowly, "What's wrong?" Yami looked at his brother, blinking occasionally.

"What?"

"What's wrong? You look so... serious." Yami sighed deeply.

"I'm not quite sure, Sekhem," he said, a small smile on his lips. "I'm not quite sure..." Sekhem blinked, and then relaxed his shoulders.

"You do know that everyone saw you kissing—" he started, when Yami covered his mouth. A deep blush had formed on Yami's face.

"Shhhh!" Yami hissed, looking around. "I don't want anyone else to know!" He closed his eyes and shook his head.

It wasn't a kiss, but it almost was… he thought to himself. Could Sekhem really see? Sekhem was, of course, speaking of Aklia. Yami thought he knew about Teana.

"Yami… Is there something you're hiding?" Sekhem asked slowly. " 'Cause everyone already knows about your kiss with Aklia." Yami did a double take, staring at Sekhem.

"A-Aklia?" he stammered. Sekhem nodded. "Oh… I thought—" he closed his mouth and frowned. "I thought…"

"Is there someone else?" Sekhem wondered, hoping he could surprise the truth out of him. Yami's blush deepened to a crimson red, making Sekhem draw back. "Oh, so there is someone else!"

"What?"

"I knew it! You're--" Again, Yami covered Sekhem's mouth. Both he and Yami knew he had gone too far. Sekhem gulped as his brother drew his hand away from his mouth, staring down the empty corridor. Yami turned and glared down at Sekhem.

Sekhem, being bery fragile, shivered a little, drawing into himself. He lowered his head and tried not to look at the angry expression on his brother's face. Tears started in his eyes. He thought Yami hated him now...

"Sekhem," Yami said, keeping his voice straight, "Don't tell anyone anything. Got it?" Sekhem nodded slowly, then carefully stepped to the side. He then turned and ran down the corridor, feeling his tears brush his cheeks.

There was no use of him in his family. None whatsoever.

"Asenath!" Yami called, panting. He could have sworn Asenath had called him -- Didn't she? He stopped running, looking around for who could have been calling.

Asenath....? he thought slowly. Had she really called? Or was he just hearing things now? The golden sunlight shined off his skin, giving off the appearance that he was glowing.

"Asenath?" he called, a bit wavery. Where the hell was she?

"Yami?" a voice called down the hall. Asenath was running down it, a confused expression on her face. She stopped before her brother, her black skirts swirling around her ankles. "What is it? You were calling me?"

"Yeah..." Yami said slowly. "Didn't you whistle?" Asenath shook her head, her eyes wide and honest.

"I never whistled." Yami stared at her, never blinking. He shifted his position, and wrung his hands.

"Oh... But it sounded just like--" Asenath was still watching him when he realized it.

He was still dressed like a servant!

Asenath was definitely going to wonder now!!

"Oh!!--I g-guess you didn't," he said, smiling. He turned on his heel and ran in the other direction, praying Asenath didn't see him. He ran around the corner, his feet hitting the ground hard.

Please please please please... he repeated in his mind. Don't let her realize it.

Asenath stared at the hallway as he ran. She crossed her arms and shook her head.

"I don't believe it."

"Believe it."

"I can't," Asenath stressed, turning to the person coming from behind her. He leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

"I told you. Something's going on with him." Seto opened his eyes and settled them on Asenath. Asenath rolled her eyes and 'tsked.'

"Okay, you proved your point. So what?" she said, eying him. Seto sighed.

"You didn't believe me. He's hiding something from you, Asenath. I knew I wasn't seeing things when I didn't see him with the militia. And did you see what he was dressed like?"

"A servant..." Asenath murmured, becoming lost in her thoughts.

Is it possible something is going on with him? Something like what? She pondered over this, wondering what could make him like this. She could easily report him... But she was becoming too interested in his actions to bother. She wanted to see what her brother was up to, and why he was so secretive.

"I just don't understand why he can't tell anyone about it," She said thoughtfully, turning to Seto. "It doesn't make any sense, Seto. It just... Doesn't."

"Doesn't have to," Seto said, shrugging. "All that matters now is that he gets his act together. We could be on the verge of war and he probably won't even realize until it's too late."

[yeah, I know, short chap. Well, i had to cut it here because the next part is really serious. War is a serious thing. Plus, the next chapter is.... rather lengthy 0.0 Also… I'm sorry to keep you in suspense, but I wanna at least update a different fic soon before the other readers come break down my door ;; so this won't be updated for awhile… sorry. This was a very light chap (on my standards, anyway) so prepare yourselves. Next chapter: The Truth is Revealed. Teana finds out the truth about her lover... And the battle begins...]

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