DIS: Welcome back to 'Dust in the Wind', previously called 'Egyptian Emotions' that was PREVIOUSLY called 'Strange Love'. Phew! Now, here is chapter 16. Enjoy I suppose...

Oh yeah, I do not own YGO.

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Yami came in and saw his sister at the table, looking miserably at the food.

"I am ready to eat." He said.

After dinner, he tapped the cup with his spoon and it burst, glass flying everywhere.

"YAMI!!" Anzu shrieked.

"It wasn't MY fault, honest!" He said, putting his hands up. (O.O) He cleared his throat, dabbing his napkin on the wine on his shirt. "Ahem, as I was saying, I have decided that we shall go against the SW's ourselves!" Yami said.

"Yami, no! We would need Mal—"

"We WILL NOT need those thieves help! Or those PEASANT friend's of yours!" Isis' head bowed and she looked over an Anzu.

"Y-you don't understand ANYTHING Yami!!!!!" She shouted at him. She knocked her chair over and ran up to her room, tears pouring freely. Yami frowned.

"My Pharaoh, perhaps you should have been less—"

"Harsh, Isis?! She needs to learn to stop trusting those good-for-nothing thieves! I just won't allow Pharaoh's fiancé to be this way!" Yami turned, his wine-stained clothes dripping. Isis bowed her head and stood up. 'Poor Anzu...' She thought.

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Anzu heard a knock on her door and Yami came in.

"Anzu."

"Go away!" Anzu threw a pillow at him, but he caught it.

"Anzu, stop this. This isn't helping anyone. You can't starve yourself like this."

"It's only been a week." Anzu said, hiccuping.

"Anzu, come and eat."

"No!"

"We've almost won, why are you being so impudent?!" He snapped.

"Because you obviously have no respect for me, Yami!!! Leave me be!!" She cried in the pillows even more.

"Anzu, I have much respect for you, now please—"They heard a loud cheer from outside.

"I guess they won." Yami said, smiling. He looked over at Anzu and she went to the balcony. She looked over at the sands. Yami came beside her and brushed her tears away.

"Anzu, I am sorry, I was being rude to you, I know that, but this is all very stressful for me." Anzu didn't answer. He moved some hair out of her face. She lowered her eyes to her sandals and he frowned. "Anzu, I think it is time for us to marry." He said. She whipped around, facing him.

"MARRY?" She yelped.

"Of course, it is the right time." He took her hands. "Do you not agree, Anzu?"

"I-I-I suppose it is." Anzu murmured. Yami smiled at her, his face brightening up.

"Lovely. I shall inform Seto then." Yami left her room and Anzu fell against the balcony.

"Oh Malik...I am so sorry......" She whispered to herself.

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Shizuka and Jou were helping Seto take the offerings for the Gods up to the statue of Obelisk.

"Seto, look." Shizuka pulled on his sleeve. They saw Yami, Shadii and Simon coming to them.

"Now what would the Pharaoh want?" Seto mumbled. Jou frowned.

"It'd better not be what I dink it is." Jou growled. Seto turned.

"What do you mean?"

"The marriage. He seems awfully happy about sometin." Shizuka noticed it to and braced herself.

"Greetings, Seto." Yami said, moving his hand from his lips to his forehead in a careless greeting. "Greetings." Seto mumbled, doing the same hand movement. "What is it?"

"I have good news! It is agreed that Anzu and I will be married 2 weeks from now." Shizuka let out a surprised cry and Jou growled in anger. Seto's mouth twitched.

"I see"

"So you had better hurry and prepare this, Seto." Yami growled out in a demanding voice. "It must be perfect!" Yami said, putting up a hand, trying to picture it.

"Of course" Seto said in a monotone voice.

"Alright?"

"As his highness wishes" Seto said in a mocking tone. Yami's eyes narrowed at him.

"And DON'T expect me to give thanks if these barbarians help." Yami spat. Seto didn't care what he called Jou, but Shizuka was different.

"I don't, highness." Seto ground out. Yami nodded and left.

"Seto...?" Shizuka shook his arm. He looked down at her. "What about Anzu?"

"I don't know, Shizuka." He said and nodded his head back to the offerings.

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The Day of the Wedding

Shizuka came in and looked at Anzu. She was in a long, silky, thin, white dress.

"Anzu"

"Shizuka!" She hugged Shizuka. "Shizuka, you must help me!"

"What?" Shizuka was confused.

"I can't marry Yami."

"Why not?"

"I love Malik, not Yami!" Shizuka felt her head spin.

"You love Malik?"

"Yes! Isis went to get me a horse, but you must stall the wedding until she gets back! Tell Seto!" Shizuka nodded and hurried to tell Seto.

"Seto!" She hissed. He looked down. He was holding a papyrus scroll in long robes.

"Shizuka? What are you doing here?"

"Listen to me, we have to stall the wedding, Anzu won't marry Yami."

"She has to!"

"No..." Shizuka shook her head. "She's going to Malik."

"What?! Why is she going to Malik!?"

"She loves him." Seto stared at Shizuka. His ice cold eyes drifted from her to the crowd.

"Dammit, ok. But how are we going to stall it?"

"Try to pick a fight with Jou, don't worry, anything will work." Seto nodded.

"Mutt!" Jou snapped his head to Seto.

"MUTT? Dammit Seto, stop callin me a mutt before I blow those insults up your ass!" Seto smirked. 'Perfect' Shizuka gave him thumbs up and left.

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Anzu sighed. 'Thank Ra for Jou and his pride.'

"Anzu" Isis brought a horse in.

"Thanks so much, Isis, I don't know how to thank you!" Isis smiled lightly.

"You can thank me later, hurry!" Anzu hopped on the horse and Isis slapped the horse, making it bolt forward.

"Isis?" Shizuka walked up to her, her hands clasped.

"She will make it. Yami can't force her to hate Malik..." Isis whispered.

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Anzu stopped in front of the gates of Gloriano. Niko looked up and jumped up in surprise.

"ANZU?"

"Niko, take my horse, hide it! Where is Malik?"

"Inside, but—"

"Open the gates!"

"I can't do that?"

"Niko...Open the damn gates!" Niko scrambled to open them. Anzu stalked through the city, her head held high. There was whispers behind tan hands, but she could give a rats ass. She jerked the doors open and Bakura jumped up. He looked at her and his eyes went wide.

"Anzu?"

"Where is Malik? I have to speak with him."

"Why are you in a wedding dress?"

"Answer me first." Bakura pointed and Anzu gave a small nod. She opened the door quietly and smiled at a slumbering thief. She kneeled down and Malik cracked an eye open.

"Am I dreaming?"

"No..." She hugged Malik, tears leaking out of her eyes.

"Anzu, why are you here?" Malik asked, circling his arms around her small waist.

"I couldn't marry Yami, Malik! I-I love you." Malik pulled away from her, his lavender eyes scanning her face. His face softened and he gave a small smile.

"And I, you, little one." He whispered. She smiled and he wiped the tears from her cheeks. "But wait, the wedding is going on right now?"

"Yes, I left before it started though."

"Anzu, you could be killed!"

"I don't care." Anzu said stubbornly. Malik stared at her and he sighed. He brought her to him and she sniffled.

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Seto's stomach clenched. The bride was supposed to come out right now. Shizuka and Isis looked at each other, a look of tremor on their faces.

"Seto...Where is Anzu?" Yami mumbled to him.

"I don't know, highness" Seto lied. Yami's eyes went to Isis and Shizuka. They looked away from him. Yami growled and turned. "Shizuka, Isis." He snapped. They followed him away. The crowd was murmuring to each other. Jou was beginning to feel nervous around all the rich folk.

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"Isis, Shizuka, you will tell me where Anzu is."

"No, my Pharaoh, we cannot."

"YOU KNOW!"

"No, we don't. She said she couldn't marry you because her heart rested elsewhere and she asked for our help and we did. We do not know where she went." Isis said calmly.

"Dammit! I knew it!" Yami hissed.

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DIS: Well, to those who are reading, there's only a few chapters left. I hope you enjoyed this. There may be angst coming up, I haven't decided. Review please!