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~The last one~
Yami awoke the next morning, to a very hectic house. "What?" He turned around and saw a servant. "Come here." He said.
The servant looked up and saw Yami. "Prince! You have awoken! Hurry, you must go sit in your compartment, we are way behind schedule." He started to carry Yami outside.
"Wait, what happened?!" Yami asked, as the servant was carrying him toward the caravan.
"A thief broke in last night. We don't know who let him in, but we couldn't cook breakfast because he stole the plates and messed up the baking oven." He deposited Yami into his compartment and hurried away.
He saw that Talibah and Neema were already there, in their seats. Yami sat down in his own.
They greeted each other the morning, and sat in silence, for a long time. Then finally Yami felt the caravan move forward. Yami was tired, and after he made sure the others were asleep, he fell asleep al well. This time, he didn't see the dancer, he saw nothing...but sand, his legs were sore, and the huge sun beat down upon him he fell to the ground, the warmth of the sand, scorching his skin. He unknowingly rolled over on his back. He had no idea were he was, he reached into his pocket and extracted a piece of papyrus with hieroglyphs written on it. Too bad he couldn't read. Then he heard a voice. "Yami..." It sounded distant, he sat up quickly and someone suddenly caught him.
"We are there Yami." It was Halima. She took him down and the families went to collect the final girl.
Yami didn't know Sabola Imhotep very well, he only knew that he was the pharaoh's best army general.
They went inside, and instead, were immediately seated at the dinning table. Yami was too wrapped up in his thoughts to notice his sister, who was telling Yami how expensive the table must have been.
Imhotep's family was already there. He stood up and smiled at his guests. "Greetings! Let me introduce you to my family!" His family stood up. "This is my wife Nailah." She grinned, revealing very white teeth. Her blond hair framed her face perfectly, and she looked rather young. Imhotep continued. "My son, Wamukota." (eleven year old Malik) "My fourteen year old daughter, Ife." (tanned Shizuka) "And my eldest daughter, Habibah." Habibah looked a lot like her mother. She was rather small and would have looked pretty if so didn't furrow her eyebrows up so much. She seemed as if she was mad at every thing. (Nailah doesn't furrow her eyebrows, Habibah's description was written kinda weird.) "And now, lets eat!"
The pharaoh moved closer to Habibah, no doubt to ask her questions.
Neema seemed trouble, unfortunately to her and Yami, she was sitting next to Yami. As Yami ate, he noticed Neema was staring at him. "We had no breakfast, aren't you hungry?!"
"Well...I wouldn't normally be. But these Finches eggs are so fine, and must have cost ten gold pieces more than normal eggs, and note the dark colored honey, and the plump fowl." She eyed the food and scooped some onto her plate.
Yami had never seen anything that could eat as much and as fast as Neema could.
"Never...hungry?"
"Unless there is fine food." She daintily patted her mouth with a cloth.
Liar, Yami thought, I saw you, why is it so hard to admit you like to eat a lot? I guess I'll never understand females.
This lunch seemed to take forever. Then at last, the servants started to bring every one outside. Habibah was already outside, and was eyeing the luggage rather distastefully. "Why does Ife have more boxes? While I have..." she paused to count with her fingers, "LESS! Why do I have less boxes than Ife?"
"Because the palace will provide you with more things." Her mother said.
"Why?"
"Because they said they would, now go, we are about to leave."
She made it into the compartment as the caravan was moving. She stared a Yami. "Where do I sit?"
Them Neema smiled, "It's obvious. The empty seat." Then out of the blue she added, "I've seen hippopotamus brighter than you."
"Shut-up, you LOOK like a hippopotamus."
Neema's smile seemed pasted again. Does that girl EVER stop smiling?! Yami breathed in deeply and sunk back. It would be a long way home. And he didn't feel sleepy at all.
Everyone sat in thier seats in silence. Eventually, Talibah went to sleep after staring out the window for so long. She obviously didn't get any sleep the previous night. That reminded him of Paki. He did look like the tomb robber a lot. And he came to see a loved one. Miserable liar. But a thief did break into the house. Yami didn't think any one let the thief in. So probably only a great thief could have broke in by him self. He shrugged and noticed Neema was asleep as well. Habibah continued to stare at Yami.
Then she said, "Do you think two people should become friends before they marry?"
"Yes." Is she going to become my friend? Yami thought.
She walked over to Yami and knelt down. "Then I think you should give me something to signify our friend ship."
"Will you give me something too?"
Her eyebrows furrowed even more. "No. You give me!"
"Alright then, what would you like?"
"Money."
Yami reached into his pocket and took out a fairly large gold piece, and handed it Habibah. Then she did something Yami have not seen her do all day. She smiled, and her eyebrows stopped furrowing.
"Thank you." She went back to her seat and spat of the gold piece and wiped it until it shone. Then she started to play with it. She seemed fascinated.
"How old are you?"
"Just turned fifteen." She was running the coin on the bridge of her nose.
Yami sat back and let the wind escape him. The three richest nobles were sitting in front of him. And he had a reason why he wouldn't choose any of them.
~end chapter~
Not a cliffie, but still, please review!!! My mom thinks Yugioh is messing up my life. Observe, our conversation yesterday.
Mom: How come you don't get straight A's any more?
Me: Because its harder too, now.
Mom: No, I tell you why! Because of the mangos and *looks at pictures I printed out* THAT!
Me: Their called mangas. And Yugioh isn't destroying me!
So now I don't know if I'll ever be able to go on the internet ever again, or even watch Yugioh ever again. So I'm sorry to say, don't be expecting a fast update. Or *turns evil* I could sneak on at night... *light bulb* OMG I COULD!!! That was a waste of time, writing that. But I don't think the update would be very fast...I need, encouragement to wake up in the middle of the night. My parents still don't know I write fanfics. They found out about AIM, though. So it's just a matter of time.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh. I didn't own it last chapter either.
~The last one~
Yami awoke the next morning, to a very hectic house. "What?" He turned around and saw a servant. "Come here." He said.
The servant looked up and saw Yami. "Prince! You have awoken! Hurry, you must go sit in your compartment, we are way behind schedule." He started to carry Yami outside.
"Wait, what happened?!" Yami asked, as the servant was carrying him toward the caravan.
"A thief broke in last night. We don't know who let him in, but we couldn't cook breakfast because he stole the plates and messed up the baking oven." He deposited Yami into his compartment and hurried away.
He saw that Talibah and Neema were already there, in their seats. Yami sat down in his own.
They greeted each other the morning, and sat in silence, for a long time. Then finally Yami felt the caravan move forward. Yami was tired, and after he made sure the others were asleep, he fell asleep al well. This time, he didn't see the dancer, he saw nothing...but sand, his legs were sore, and the huge sun beat down upon him he fell to the ground, the warmth of the sand, scorching his skin. He unknowingly rolled over on his back. He had no idea were he was, he reached into his pocket and extracted a piece of papyrus with hieroglyphs written on it. Too bad he couldn't read. Then he heard a voice. "Yami..." It sounded distant, he sat up quickly and someone suddenly caught him.
"We are there Yami." It was Halima. She took him down and the families went to collect the final girl.
Yami didn't know Sabola Imhotep very well, he only knew that he was the pharaoh's best army general.
They went inside, and instead, were immediately seated at the dinning table. Yami was too wrapped up in his thoughts to notice his sister, who was telling Yami how expensive the table must have been.
Imhotep's family was already there. He stood up and smiled at his guests. "Greetings! Let me introduce you to my family!" His family stood up. "This is my wife Nailah." She grinned, revealing very white teeth. Her blond hair framed her face perfectly, and she looked rather young. Imhotep continued. "My son, Wamukota." (eleven year old Malik) "My fourteen year old daughter, Ife." (tanned Shizuka) "And my eldest daughter, Habibah." Habibah looked a lot like her mother. She was rather small and would have looked pretty if so didn't furrow her eyebrows up so much. She seemed as if she was mad at every thing. (Nailah doesn't furrow her eyebrows, Habibah's description was written kinda weird.) "And now, lets eat!"
The pharaoh moved closer to Habibah, no doubt to ask her questions.
Neema seemed trouble, unfortunately to her and Yami, she was sitting next to Yami. As Yami ate, he noticed Neema was staring at him. "We had no breakfast, aren't you hungry?!"
"Well...I wouldn't normally be. But these Finches eggs are so fine, and must have cost ten gold pieces more than normal eggs, and note the dark colored honey, and the plump fowl." She eyed the food and scooped some onto her plate.
Yami had never seen anything that could eat as much and as fast as Neema could.
"Never...hungry?"
"Unless there is fine food." She daintily patted her mouth with a cloth.
Liar, Yami thought, I saw you, why is it so hard to admit you like to eat a lot? I guess I'll never understand females.
This lunch seemed to take forever. Then at last, the servants started to bring every one outside. Habibah was already outside, and was eyeing the luggage rather distastefully. "Why does Ife have more boxes? While I have..." she paused to count with her fingers, "LESS! Why do I have less boxes than Ife?"
"Because the palace will provide you with more things." Her mother said.
"Why?"
"Because they said they would, now go, we are about to leave."
She made it into the compartment as the caravan was moving. She stared a Yami. "Where do I sit?"
Them Neema smiled, "It's obvious. The empty seat." Then out of the blue she added, "I've seen hippopotamus brighter than you."
"Shut-up, you LOOK like a hippopotamus."
Neema's smile seemed pasted again. Does that girl EVER stop smiling?! Yami breathed in deeply and sunk back. It would be a long way home. And he didn't feel sleepy at all.
Everyone sat in thier seats in silence. Eventually, Talibah went to sleep after staring out the window for so long. She obviously didn't get any sleep the previous night. That reminded him of Paki. He did look like the tomb robber a lot. And he came to see a loved one. Miserable liar. But a thief did break into the house. Yami didn't think any one let the thief in. So probably only a great thief could have broke in by him self. He shrugged and noticed Neema was asleep as well. Habibah continued to stare at Yami.
Then she said, "Do you think two people should become friends before they marry?"
"Yes." Is she going to become my friend? Yami thought.
She walked over to Yami and knelt down. "Then I think you should give me something to signify our friend ship."
"Will you give me something too?"
Her eyebrows furrowed even more. "No. You give me!"
"Alright then, what would you like?"
"Money."
Yami reached into his pocket and took out a fairly large gold piece, and handed it Habibah. Then she did something Yami have not seen her do all day. She smiled, and her eyebrows stopped furrowing.
"Thank you." She went back to her seat and spat of the gold piece and wiped it until it shone. Then she started to play with it. She seemed fascinated.
"How old are you?"
"Just turned fifteen." She was running the coin on the bridge of her nose.
Yami sat back and let the wind escape him. The three richest nobles were sitting in front of him. And he had a reason why he wouldn't choose any of them.
~end chapter~
Not a cliffie, but still, please review!!! My mom thinks Yugioh is messing up my life. Observe, our conversation yesterday.
Mom: How come you don't get straight A's any more?
Me: Because its harder too, now.
Mom: No, I tell you why! Because of the mangos and *looks at pictures I printed out* THAT!
Me: Their called mangas. And Yugioh isn't destroying me!
So now I don't know if I'll ever be able to go on the internet ever again, or even watch Yugioh ever again. So I'm sorry to say, don't be expecting a fast update. Or *turns evil* I could sneak on at night... *light bulb* OMG I COULD!!! That was a waste of time, writing that. But I don't think the update would be very fast...I need, encouragement to wake up in the middle of the night. My parents still don't know I write fanfics. They found out about AIM, though. So it's just a matter of time.