RIKA'S MESSAGE:

I'm sorry about not posting this chapter up sooner. I guess I just forgot about doing it ... Anyway, there's something that I should mention before I forget about this too. Originally, Youlan wrote this chapter in three parts ... but I've decided to post each part as a different chapter because I think it would be confusing if I had done it all together. Why? Because she had written comments in each part. It would be confusing to include them in there as one chapter and even more so if I had wrote the comments all together at the bottom of the page. Oh well. Unfortunately, that means that this chapter will be really short.

Roanna Luna: Well, that's what the words say in Chinese. I guess it's safe to assume that the people who call him 'Prince' probably know the truth about what had happened. They also probably only call him that when he's alone and not in front of everyone ... heh. Then that will be really weird.

I should remember to mention this story in the other one ... but I don't want to seem like I'm advertising it. Anyway, please enjoy this little chapter. THE plot thickens ... haha.


Past Memory: OVA
Chapter 4

After eating a hasty breakfast, Atem promptly left the hostel. He was complaining to himself the whole time.

'... have those people not seen a man before? [AN: He forgot that he was dressed as a woman.] Why were they all just staring at me like that for? ... it made me feel so uncomfortable ...'

Just a few moments earier when he appeared in the hostel's dining hall, his presence immediately attracted the attention of the people in the room. As their eyes all turned towards his direction, Atem felt very uneasy. As a result, when the inn's owner brought his breakfast over to him, he ate it all as quickly as possible. Once he paid the bill, he left the place at once. Atem felt that the hostel had become a zoo and he had no intention of becoming one of its animals.

"Ah ... it's been a day since I left the palace ... I wonder what's the situation in there now?" Atem muttered to himself. 'They're probably looking anxiously for me now ... my mother must be very worried ...' As he gave it more thought, the more guilt he felt.

"Argh ... I better not dwell on this ... In any case, I will return to the palace soon!" He looked over at the lively marketplace. 'Well, I should then cherish all the more this period of freedom I have.'

Cheerfully, he began to wander around the market. Because it was his first time there, he was very curious about everything there. One moment, he was staring at a foreign merchant and the next, he was gazing at a camel leisurely drinking water. Then he watched a group of acrobats perform, his eyes following their every move.

'Ah, how interesting ...'

He quickly walked by a building, not noticing that a man's eyes lit up when he saw him. The man spoke to his companion, saying "Hehe, what do you think about this one?" He pointed over at Atem.

"Huh?" The other person sized Atem up with a glance. "That's pretty high quality." He smiled craftily.

"In that case ... leave it to me." The first man stood up and called out to Atem, "Young lady, please wait a moment!"

Atem turned around, while thinking to himself, 'Is he calling out to me?'

"You dropped something." He handed Atem a necklace.

"Eh? This necklace doesn't belong to me ..." Atem looked up at the man. "I think you ...!"

Suddenly, his nose was covered by a piece of cloth. 'What ... what does this guy want?' Atem tried to resist the man, but the anesthetic took effect too quickly and strongly. Soon after, he fainted over to unconsciousness.

When the man saw this, a malicious smile appeared on his face.

"Hehehe ... today's acquisition is really profitable." He looked towards the unconscious Atem. "I'm sure that Kemnebi [Rika: name change! It means 'Black panther', I think ...] can sell her for a good price ... hehehe!"

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Author's Notes:

Pharaoh: Damn ... (He's so angry, he's speechless.)

Youlan: Are ... are you angry at me?

Pharaoh: Damn you ... receive your death sentence! (He punishes Youlan with a game of darkness)

Youlan: Oh ... someone, save me! I still need to type the next chapter!

Pharaoh: Damn you! Don't even think about it!


Posted on June 23, 2004 by Rika.