Disclaimer: I'll be short and simple about it. Yu-Gi-Oh? It isn't mine. Okay? Now that we all understand each other we can get on with it.
(Some guy) Good idea, o' Lord.
(Me) Of course it's a good idea! Here's chapter 18.
When the cool of the night approached, everyone was sound asleep. Save for Téa and Seto. They sat by the crackling fire of glowing gingers and rubies. They sat together in silence when Seto opened his mouth. "Why do you need to kill Lord Pegasus?"
"He killed my father. My good, wonderful, helpful father." She traced the sand with her fingers. "How strange, all I know are spells because of my father and you know magic." She shivered and rubbed her hands agilely together. Seto moved closer to her and wrapped his arms around her shoulders and waist. "Better." She said, letting out a sigh, her head rested against his chest, cobalt eyes watching the flickering flames. "Ironic isn't it?"
"Hmm?"
"That we were all burning hot one hour and freezing cold the next." Seto looked up and could see everyone sleeping with woolen blankets around their waist or necks. "They don't seem to mind."
It was a small shadow-movement that caught his gaze and he stiffened. "What is it—?" he covered her mouth quickly and she gazed up at him with rounded eyes. He stood slowly and pretended to stretch turning his back to the dunes just ahead. He lowered his hand slowly to the hilt of his sword and Téa stood slowly to and wrapped her arms around his neck and ribs. His eyes stared into hers as she stared at him with hooded eyes. He bent his head down and pressed a kiss to her mouth quickly, encircling her waist; the kisses were impatient and demanding. Then he grabbed his sword, unsheathed it, shoved Téa back and swung around. His sword clashed with the grinning, scared man.
"Nice play. Maybe I can have a taste afterward." The man chortled.
"Sorry to disappoint," he pushed him back with sword and hand, "But no one touches the girl!"
"Oh! So she's yours then?"
"That's right!" I'm lying to myself, she doesn't love me and so she should. I'm bad news. In my presence my mother died, again in my presence my father died. She should never, never get close to me like that again. It had been the most incredible kiss he had even had. In fact it was really his first. Of course ladies had surrounded him and offered to be with him dozens of times but he had never shown any interest. He was a Knight and brother foremost; in fact this was the first time he showed any real interest at all in a female. Téa enchanted him. It was only a little while later when everyone was awakened by the sounds of steel hitting steel. Lord Devlin protected Serenity as more men jumped down from the shadows. Tristan freed his sword and was locked in battle to save his Lord and the lady he protected.
"You fight extremely well. Give us a name then, boy." Seto laughed and lowered his sword and spun around. The man with sun-tanned skin and snowy hair for such a young face smirked, holding a dagger in one hand and sword in the other.
"Why, what will you do with my name?"
"Send it to the wind with your ashes." Seto shook his head and lifted his chin high.
"Well tell me yours and I shall share my with yours and we'll see who sends who's ashes to the wind." The man knuckled the scar on his cheek and laughed.
"I am the Thief King Bakura! And don't forget it in the Death Realm."
"Kaiba, don't forget mine either! You'll be the one headed to the unholy place!" They collided again and Téa watched before some man decided she was easy prey and tried to take her.
"Is that right?" The Thief asked.
"That's right." Seto retroted.
It was an hour before Bakura saw that fighting the boy was a stalemate. He signaled his men with a low then shrill side whistle. The men were gone like phantoms and the Thief King jumped from rock to rock in a flash until he was gone completely. "He was like a ghost." Téa said quietly and gasped. Seto looked down and saw a large gash on her leg before she collapsed to the sand. Blood seeped from all angles and Seto panicked. He hesitantly hovered his moving fingers over the gash.
"He must've struck an artery." Seto said and Téa's eyes were half open.
"I don't feel too well." She muttered, holding the lower of her stomach. She fell back into the sand and Serenity ran over to him.
"I don't know what to do!" Seto cried, tears of frustration welling in the corners of his eyes.
"I know a little," Serenity said, kneeling in front of Téa, opposite of Seto.
"Enough to save her!" He snapped, grasping her arms roughly, shaking her.
"Stop! You're hurting my sister!" Joey snapped and paced with a damaged arm towards them. Seto pushed her back and swept locks of brunette from Téa's brow.
"Enough to save her." Serenity said, glaring at Joey who narrowed his gaze at Seto.
"Then do it, please." Drops of tears ran down the sides of his face. Mokuba limped over to his brother and Seto looked at him and then grabbed his younger in a tight embrace. "Are you all right?" Mokuba nodded and showed him his undamaged leg.
"Téa protected me." Seto let go of his brother and his eyes widen.
"God!" Seto hissed in anger as he looked back down at the face growing paler and paler by the moment. Téa, I'm sorry. I should've been watching Mokuba and you. Please don't die! The loss of blood was growing deeper as Serenity's bloody fingers worked at the large busted vain. Soon Serenity sewed up the wound and wrapped a long cloth around her leg. It was then that everyone was distracted by the sounds of wings beating repeatedly in a harsh manner. Seto stared only at the unconscious Téa. How long will you be out, Téa? He wondered painfully, his eyes still filled with liquid salt.
There it was, a first kiss... though it wasn't real. What's gonna happen to Téa? (Sigh) Now I have a few simple words: Review, review, and review. (Big smile) Well until next time.