Thanks for reviewing!!! Summer vacation is almost here!!! NOOOOOOOOOO!!! Well, SOME people at my school are dreading summer, but most people aren't. I'll be in Ninth grade next year. I'll be OLD!!! NOOOOO!!! Some one on the street just honked, it scared the crap out of me.

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Yami wandered silently around the dark streets. Making sure his dog didn't get into mischief. His train of thought was broken when his dog loudly barked and there were the muffled sounds of a woman's screams. Yami followed the sound to an alley. It was dark and stank of people's trash. He peered in and the sounds were clearer than every, and he saw three men and one girl. Two of the men seemed to be staring and laughing stupidly, and the other was trying to rid the girl of her clothes. Yami couldn't see the girl. He cleared his throat loudly.

And immediately began to regret it.

The three men turned around and the girl sought this chance to sit up and attempt to run away. One of the men grabbed her wrist and dragged her back. They were still looking at Yami. "Um..." Yami cleared his throat and tried again, these men were all much taller and bigger than he was. "I command you to stop."

The "leader" sneered. "And who are you? The PHAROAH?"

"No. But I am his son."

This evoked laughter from the three thugs. "Oh, Ra, that's funny." They continued to stare at Yami's short stature. "Prove it, call upon your shadow monster, or something."

The corner of Yami's mouth lifted into his astute smile. (Isn't it so hilarious when he does that?) "Alright then." He had no choice but to do so, he didn't have a shadow monster, when he became Pharaoh; the Dark magician would be his. He clasped his hands together and began to chant in the language of two year olds. The thugs were actually buying it.

They froze, and a godly wind swept into the alley, as if Ra himself was trying to protect Yami. When the wind came Yami yelled, "COME FORTH...DARK..."

The three men screamed and dropped the girl, cursing and running out of the alley at top speed. Yami stepped over to the girl and pulled her up. The girl spoke, "Tha-"

"Let's get out of the alley first." They walked out. Yami took a deep breath of the clear air. He could finally see her features. She had short brown hair and very blue eyes. She was rather fair skinned for an Egyptian.

"Thanks for your help. My name is Anzu." She said, beaming. "Those three were pretty stupid," she laughed. "They actually thought you were the prince."

Yami stared intently at Anzu. It was the girl haunting his dreams, her looks and her voice, they all fitted. There was suddenly a wave in his mind bringing back everything he remembered, the tragedy and the night when they returned to the palace. He started seeing things...things into his future, once again the scorching desert sun heated up his back. And something cool slopped against his fore head. He woke up at the sight of the girl putting a wet cloth over his head and saw that he was indoors, her house perhaps.

"Where am I?" His voice was raspy. Anzu gave him a mug full of water, which Yami took gratefully and savored, safe drinking water was a rare luxury.

"My place. You passed out. It's the least I can do to repay you. If it weren't for you, I don't even want to think about where I would be." She smiled.

Yami admired it, all previous thoughts were gone, Anzu was an angel. Her very blue eyes were unearthly, so was her skin and everything else. The gods had sent her for a reason. He sat up. His dog ran and jumped into his arms, happy his owner was finally awake. Yami caught him and stroked the dog's back.

"He looked a bit worried that you passed out, so I assumed he was yours."

"Thanks."

"I'll go get your cloak so you can be on your way."

Yami noticed that his upper body was exposed. The girl walked to the chair behind him and gasped, the cloak brought down an empty clay bowl, which smashed on the floor. But that didn't seem to vex the girl. "That mark on your back... it signifies... it means you're... you're-"

"Future messenger of the gods or future pharaoh."

"You said it so casually, is it...is it real?"

"Yes. I am the prince."

"You are." She tried to laugh at this. "Oh, that's really, really funny Mister...you didn't tell me your name yet, you know."

"It's on my back, see?"

She leaned forward a bit. And said very fast, "Your name is, Yami now, that's not possible, because you see, that's the prince's name. And last I checked only the prince's name is Yami, unless you moved here, new to Cairo?" She seemed distressed. "Oh dear Ra." She got into the bowing position and started reciting the names of the past pharaohs.

"I give you permission to rise." Yami said deftly. He took a hold of her arm and lifted her on to a chair. He felt such strange feelings when he was in close range to the girl, like there was an ominous voice within him, telling him that this Anzu was sent for a reason, but it was not a positive reason. He knew, but he couldn't grasp it. His foot instinctively stepped back.

"Turn around again."

Yami turned to show her his back once more. Although he was gazing at the door, he could feel the burning stare of Anzu's eyes. Then such a tremendous wave of relief over came him when he felt the silky material of his cloak upon his back. He drew the strings around his neck tighter and turned around. Anzu was smoothing the wrinkles out of his cloak. Then she quickly drew away.

"You've met the prince, that's something to tell your friends."

"I don't have any." She shot a nervous side way glance at him, as though begging him to leave.

"Oh. Good night."

She gulped and nodded. "Same to you too."

Yami left the stuffy one roomed "house" and inhaled the night air. Checking to see that his dog was next to him ready to go, he started his way back towards the palace.

He noticed one thing. The ominous voice was gone.

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Yes, I know I took very long to update. But now, my school year is practically over and I will have a lot of time. I must apologize to fangirls of Yami, and just to everybody in general for my serious lack of creativity, but I meant to put Anzu in the fic.

Although I admire the plots of fanfics were there is a made up character by the author I think it's a bit...common, to put it nicely. There are those stories were there is this perfect girl that comes into the life of a bishey (I don't think I spelled it right) and they fall in love and Tragedy visits them and everyone fights over her, she gets raped, her "true" lover forgives her and that's that. Or in other words...I cannot invent a character because I am to lethargic.

I'm going to say what I have always said...this chapter was weird, but the next one would make more sense. I'm serious this time. I think. Because I didn't like all of the foreshadowing I wrote, yet I can't remove it, or it wouldn't make sense. Well anyways... REVIEW!!!

And the dog seriously needs a name. I need suggestions. I'll use the first one.