I don't have much to say...only, this chapter was written to stall time. I decided not to ignore someone's request for me to add more characters into it, after all...it IS a fan fiction.

~Explosives~

Yami smiled out side the window when he saw who it was. "Jou!" He called.

"Hey, Yami!" the blonde smiled.

Yami looked around to make sure no one heard. Then he eyed the ground. "How do you think I should get down?"

"I found and entrance somewhere...um...I think it's behind this place with a really big table."

"Dinning room?"

"Eh, I guess."

Yami silently made his way to the room, and sure enough there was an opening, barely visible, but still there. He pulled the small door open, praying the door won't make noise. Then when he opened the door enough for him to get through, he slid outside into the brisk coldness of a desert night.

Jou draped a cloak around Yami's shoulders.

"Th-thanks." Yami shivered. Pulling the cloak closer for more warmth. He eyed Jou up and down. "Aren't YOU cold?"

"Naw, I'm pretty used to it by now." But Yami could see that he wasn't.

"So, Jou, how'd you get here?"

"Picked up some camel, every one assumed I was a servant...Ra, you have a lot!"

"And that's not even all of them." Yami laughed. "Heck, I don't even think that's HALF of them."

"So what are you doing here?"

Yami explained the arranged marriage. And Jou nodded along. "Which one would you rather marry?"

Yami shrugged, "no idea." He admitted.

Jou smiled, "maybe you should marry the better slee..."

"Jounouchi!" Yami gave him a look that read 'naughty, naughty boy.'

"I'd do that...if I had to choose." He thought a bit. "I'm not going to be pharaoh, so no one bothers with me."

"Who knows, What if I hire you and make you super rich?" Then Yami stopped again. "Jou? Have you ever had two dreams in a row...not nessecarily the same, but, very similar."

"Not in a row I haven't...sometimes I have these Ra-awful dreams...where I'm wearing very weird clothes, eating this triangle like sticky thing and wearing a collar this person that looks like the high priest a lot makes me wear."

"Eh...Seth?" Yami arched an eyebrow up at Jou.

"But that's beside the point...why do you ask?"

"I keep dreaming about this dancer, and the dreams always end in this horrible tragedy like scene."

"Hmm...must be all the money, it's making you delirious. You WILL be pharaoh soon."

"Yeah, I guess. So, what did you find?"

"Check this out. I found it in the exports I stole from the beach." He pulled out a small pouch.

"That's all?"

"No." He sprinkled some into the sand, and started making a fire. When he successfully lit up a stick, he brought it closer and closer to the powder, when the stick met, it was sent off, sizzling and ignited and became the biggest fire Yami had ever seen.

"WHOA! What is it?"

"Something-powder." Jou said, scratching his head, "I forgot."

The flame soon died down. And Yami was eager to see it again. "You have any more?"

"Yeah, lots."

Then they heard a tree branch crack, and then someone cursing quite loudly.

Jou and Yami turned in horror, and saw a boy, around the same age as themselves, with silvery-white hair and a looong scar on his right cheek, he stood up and walked toward them. "Can I see it again? And maybe even, take it from you?"

Yami said in his most prince-like voice, "I don't believe we've met."

"Of course we haven't."

"So, what is your name?"

This question seemed to take the boy eternity to answer, and then he finally said, "Paki."

"Paki?"

"What?! Gotta problem with that?"

"No, no."

Then Jou said, "You look a lot like the tomb robber. Remember, when he passed out in front of an entrance to this pyramid, this little old lady saw him and described some of his features to some guards, who had a bunch of artists draw posters of him." Then he paused, "Look, you even have the same scar as the tomb robber does! Where you like, best friends who gave each other scars or something? Wait, WHERE you?"

"No, you imbecile." Paki's voice was raspy.

"What are you doing here? Are you a servant?"

"No, prince Yami. I came to play poker with Siamen."

"Poker?! What in the name of Ra is POKER?!"

"No idea, prince."

Jou waved, "I think Paki made it up."

"Good job, Jou." Paki said.

"eKKKKK...You know my name!"

"Of course I do. Now tell me, where did you get the powder?"

"Stole it from some merchant ship from China."

"Thanks. He turned to leave."

"Halt! What where you doing here?" (haha, "halt" I had to use that!)

"I came to see a loved one. Now if you don't mind, I'D like to be going, Cheerio!" he swiftly ran into the night, Yami and Jou stared after him.

"Cheerio? He's nuts."

~end chapter~

Little run in with *cough* Bakura *cough*

I know I sorta took a long time and I wrote a very short chapter, but, reviews are appreciated!!! (in other words, review...or die.)