A.N: Another chapter for one of my favorite stories! YAY! Enjoy kiddywinks! ^. ~
Disclaimer: No money + no business experience + only being a FANfiction writer (and a crap one at that! . )= Not owning Sailor Moon or Yu-Gi-Oh. SEE I CAN DO MATH!
Chapter Three: Another Meeting of Destiny
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'She is beginning to frustrate me…and her dealing with the Pharaoh this afternoon. Ami is starting to remember more and I haven't found my love yet. I know he seeks me out. I'm running out of time…and that wretch, Ierion, has appeared. I can place her anywhere, that confident style, that unmoved facial expression. I must find a way to be rid of her, once and for all…but for now…I should concentrate on having fun…'
"Hello sir…I see you are alone…'
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Egypt:
The man smiled at Imamizno and she blushed. Her heart pulsed wildly as he reached for her hand, to help her to her feet. He carefully brushed a finger along her face, clearing the strands of hair that escaped her hood. Everything felt so perfect in this first meeting of destiny…
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Ierion let go a small moan as Seto pressed his lips upon hers. She turned from him and started to pull away only to be pulled back with his overpowering strength. He clutched her waist as she struggled to be free. No, he wouldn't let her go until he got what he wanted.
"Seto-sama…this can't go any longer…it's not right!" She yelled as he turned her to face him. He questioned her face with his eyes and gave a disapproving look.
"How many times must I tell you to call me by my title…and that I am always right in my motives and actions?"
"But Seto-sama!" Ierion felt her face grow hot and flushed with pain as his hand connected with her cheek. He pulled her in close and blew softly onto her neck.
"Aren't you happy, Ierion? I rescued you from what destiny had planned…raised you at my side. You enjoyed that first time did you not?" he whispered into her ear, sending chills up and down her body. She struggled to maintain control of herself.
'It would be so easy to just give in…easy to go along with him…'
"Yes, High Priest Seto. I did" She admitted, her voice shaky. He planted a kiss on her neck and whispered once more in her ear.
"You think I don't know about you and Atemu…"
Ierion gasped in horror.
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"One day, my love, we shall come to rule all, just as it should be. No one shall stand in our way. All those who try will fall to the ground in the ancient scared ground. I will have my revenge on the Pharaoh…" The man said as he held her close, his hair blowing in the calm breeze of the night. Above the couple, the moon shone with an errie glow.
"But…please…do not just allow me the privilege of being at your side…let me help…I have connections in the palace, right down to the Pharaoh's bride to be…"
"If that is what you desire, my dear"
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The Pharaoh walked the gardens discontented. The burden of his blood was hard to carry. He wished for solace in someone but did not want to go to Igasu's room. She was not what he desired. Her klutzy ways and her foreign look, tied down mainly to her hair being the colour of young corn, did not insight him. He sensed she also was not happy with him. Who would be? He spoke little of what they could speak about with her and mainly sat there watching her. Her attendant countered her every need with glee and laughter. They seemed to get on well, much better then he did with her. There was another that visited her as well, a friend of hers in the court. She, he sensed was quite different from Igasu and her attendant Imamizno. She was quiet, through when with those two, even when her voice rang sharp words to Igasu, fitted in. He had yet to say a word to her. But when he saw her around the grounds she seemed to always be accompanied by his cousin.
'Through, even as it seems, they could not be together because of the formalities. Besides, Seto, by his order is not allowed to have such things. Then again, he has always got what he wanted…one not be trusted. Especially welding the millenium rod' Atemu reached up to touch his own item, his puzzle. He looked up to see a goddess standing in the glow of the moon. She looked distracted, but he could see as she turned to him, that she had known all along he was there. Her dark eyes flashed a sadness unlike his own, but deeper within her heart. Her long, dark hair billowed in the wind, making her seem demonic-like even with her angelic features. Looking at her made him think of war, hate and flame but yet; he felt somewhat at peace in her company. She kneeled and bowed to his presence.
"Forgive me for staring, Great Pharaoh Atemu…"
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Imamizno stared at her friend, fury growing in her heart.
'Ierion…What are you doing? For he belongs to your best friend! Why must you have everything?'
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"Atemu!" Ierion screamed, parting herself from the High Priest. In front of them were Atemu and Imamizno, clinging on tight.
"So you see Pharaoh…I do not tell lies. She has betrayed your honour…" She stated, ending with a small giggle that she did not try to surpress.
'I told you not to cross me. It did not have come to this had you done my bidding.' Imamizno thought, watching Ierion's face grow flustered, trying in desperation to explain. She watched the Pharaoh's eyes grow large and despair filling them. She heard the High Priest laugh.
'Why is he laughing?'
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They stopped outside her room, her back against the door and his hands on its hard wood. They stood that way for a long time, kissing passionately until he broke away. He retrieved from his pocket a pendant on a thin gold chain. He carefully tied it round her tender neck as she released a series of giggles. He smiled at her pleasure and opened her door.
"Let this show how much I love you. Nothing will tear us apart"
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She held tight onto her pendant, screaming his name only to have it lost upon the winds of time…
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Ami's bedroom, Tokyo:
The ringing phone tore Ami from her heavy sleep. She got up groggily and sluggishly walked across the room to pick up her phone.
"…Moshi moshi…" she said yawning.
"KONNICHIWA AMI-CHAN!!" yelled Usagi's excited voice from the other end.
"…Usagi-chan? Nani?"
"WHAT'S WRONG? YOU SOUND FUNNY AND YOU WEREN'T AT SCHOOL…" Ami flinched and held the phone further from her ear.
"…Please don't yell…I'm tired. What about school?"
"OH, SORRY…(*sounds in background of Usagi's home*)…You didn't come to school. And we had that big 'English' test. Are you sick?"
"I MISSED WHAT?!?" Ami yelled. A quick glance at the clock told her it was nearing 6:00 PM, another at the calendar told her it was now Monday.
'I've missed nearly a whole day!…Where have I been?…The last thing I remember is being at that restaurant with Yami and…it goes all blank! Millenium items…' Ami's free hand instinctively flew up to her pendant. It was then she noticed her skimpy choice of clothing. When had she acquired such clothing…in fact…when had she put them on? And why did she just wake up in them?
'My…other…soul? The one Yami said I have…the only who take over my thoughts?'
"Ami? Are you still there?" Interrupted Usagi. Ami took in a sharp breath.
"I'm here. I was sick. I'll be there tomorrow and –"
"Ami if your sick, you shouldn't come to school. Should I come over?"
"Iie! We well see. I have to go…I think someone else may be trying to call. It could be my mother in France…" Ami said, lying through her teeth.
"Well…we won't call you out then to check out that new murder last night…"
'Another murder?'
"I have to go. Bye Usagi-chan" Ami replaced the phone on its holder before Usagi could reply to her.
'If I missed school I should at least try and make it to cram…Then I'll think about all this…'
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Eastern Tokyo Cram School:
Somehow through Ami couldn't concentrate. Around her students sat at desk, listening to the droning on and usually she would e too. But not today. She was remembering dreams from her mysterious sleep. But unlike those before it, it do not flow in a story book way. Instead they were disjointed, all over the place. People were hidden, their names forgotten; it was all making her mind cloudy. Put that together with the information she got from Yami yesterday, her sleepiness, that overpowering voice that seemed to take over, giving her a weird sensation, her memory blocks and these strange murders that made her feel guilty everytime they were mentioned, was too much.
'And what about these strange emotions I'm getting? Like how…all of a sudden, for no reason at all, I'll feel hate against Usagi? Or Yami, who I've had little to do with? Or even Rei? Everytime I'm with her…I…I want to slit her throat…'
'Then why don't you? The Pharaoh will surely come running…then our love can finish him…'
'But they're my friends! I don't want harm to either of them!'
'You sure of that?'
A sound of pencils, books and other study material falling from her desk woke her from her thoughts. She blushed as she realized class had ended and everyone had left. She sat on the floor, trying to pick up her things as she noticed another hand fall next to hers and pick up her remaining item, putting them back on the table. She blushed again as he smiled and held his hand out to her. She took his hand and rose to her feet. The blood in her veins pumped harder as her heart started to race. He smiled again and brushed a slim finger lightly along her face and cleared a stray hair from his view of her eyes. At his touch Ami could hear her heart thumping hard in her ears.
'Why do I feel this way? Just who is this guy?'
"Hey, there. I saw you at one of the earlier prep test, didn't I? Ami Mizuno, 1st place…" His soft, yet innocent voice made her blush again. His compliment made her go even redder. She heard his steady laugh, vibrating in her ears. There goes her heart again…
"I'm Bakura Ryou, I think I came at 4th…how strange be considered in the same tide as the legendary genius. And here I am in her presence!"
"Yeah…" Ami said, giggling nervously at the boy. His soft, yet deep chocolate eyes seemed to pierce her heart. His expression turned to one of seriousness.
"I'm sorry…have I embarrassed you?" Ami turned a whole new hue of pink. What was this feeling that she wanted to put her fingers through Ryou's long, somewhat untamed, light lavender hair? And why did Ami feel that he would let her do that and more?
'…I'm starting to feel rather…strange…but different…'
"It's not your fault…I shouldn't have dropped my things…" Ami stuttered, turning to her desk to pack up.
"May I offer you a drink somewhere?…I…I…would love to talk to someone with such…intelligence…'
Looking again, his eyes weren't just brown, but were mixed in with a combination of green, red & deep purple. His strange eyes entranced her.
'I will follow you to the ends of the earth…to the shadow realm and back…'
"I would like that…but please…I am in no means deserving of your compliments"
He laughed at her and this time she smiled.
"But you are!" And with that Ryou took her arm and led her out of the building.
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Cherry Hill Temple:
Rei let the hot water rush over her body. It was to be a relaxing shower, yet her thoughts disturbed her. Her dreams of the previous night filtered through her mind. Unlike Ami, her dreams, through all over the place, were clear.
'Imamizno and her lover wanted to kill the Pharaoh…who just 'happened' to be my Yami-kun…and Ierion found out somehow and didn't do what Imamizno told her so Imamizno…did something that wasn't shown and told Ierion's 'lovers' about her being with the other…and then…Imamizno…lost…her man? And somehow…I feel Usagi's purity in there as well…but what does this all mean? What does it have to do with me? What does it have to do with Ami? Yami knows something…but does he know what happens in my dreams? Did they actually exist? Further more…why do I always seem to play the part of Ierion in my dreams? I have to find out the meaning and truth behind all this…and what Yami was doing with Ami yesterday…'
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At a little ice cream parlor:
Ami felt comfortable with him. After being with him for a while she lost her sense of embarrassment and gained one of being warmth and safety. They talked freely about things that the other shenshi wouldn't understand, things technical and philosophical. She already knew he admired her for her intelligence, but now she also admired his. He was funny but serious at the same time. And his eyes, his strange but wonderful eyes, they showed depth and maturity. Looking into them made her feel queasy inside. But there was something else about him. It didn't bother her much but he seemed to be hiding something deep within him, something even beyond those eyes, something hidden in his very soul. They soon left the shop and he offered to walk her home, which she gingerly accepted. Standing at her doorstep looking at him, she fingered her pendant as he casually leaned over to hug her goodbye. She thought she saw something flicker in his eyes but dismissed it as her stomach did flip-flops.
"May I see you again Ami-chan?" He asked softly. She held tight onto her pendant and nodded.
"I would like that" she answered, matching his tone.
'My mind…it's starting to grow fuzzy…is this what happens before I blank out? What is the feeling I get around Ryou?'
She noticed him staring at her, his eyes seeming to have gained some kind of hardness to them and he seemed to have lost his soft expression. She smiled as he leaned over again and whispered quietly into her ear.
"I missed you Imamizno…"
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Well, I think solved some of the mysteries of the story. Tell me if you don't get anything but it IS supposed to be SOMEWHAT confusing. YARG! Besides I LOVE dream sequences! *Hearts in eyes*
You all know you wanna review. Yep, that's right. And if you don't I'll send my Malik-kun in or Seto-kun (Whoever has the rod at the time!) to make you all my mindslaves! MWAHAHAHAHAAHAH!!
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