Blue Savage: HEHE...I know, I know! ALL OF YOU ARE ANGRY WITH ME! I also don't know if you'll forgive me...it's so long! Maybe, uhm, 4 months...last time I freakin' updated was in April...and it's like, AUGUST NOW! Okay, the first question is, "why?"

I ALREADY wrote ¾ of the chapter in a diskette, but all of a sudden, the PC says that the diskette is not formatted and stuff! I got so infuriated that I could slam my head on the keyboard (which I REALLY did do.) Plus, my HoroxTamao one-shot was there...half done, also ERASED!

Next, school just started in June...it was a hectic month for me then...my b-day (which was on June 9, so I am officially 12! YAY!), and for the rest of the month it was my other relatives' birthdays! So I had to celebrate a WHOLE lot of them.

And finally, I was SOOOO lazy! No, not SOOOO lazy, VERY lazy, TOTALLY lazy, COMPLETELY lazy...so sue me!

See, I am as lazy as a sloth...but be happy I FINALLY updated...anyway, enough with my blabbering, ON WITH THE MUCH ANTICIPATED FIC!

Disclaimer- I don not own Yu-Gi-Oh!

Whenever, Wherever

By: Blue Savage

Chapter 33: You Now Hold My Strength

Safiya stood – rather floated – dumbfounded at the casting shadow before her. This silhouette says he is Amen-Ra? The young princess twitched for a moment before she finally spoke, "Y-you're Amen-Ra?"

The dark form chuckled softly and a curve appeared on its lips, if it could even be seen, "Do not fret, young lady...I will not harm you. I am but here to give you something." It replied in a soft yet low voice, resembling to a man's.

Safiya took a step back, turned her head, and faced the shadow again, "What are you going to give me? I have the sword...what else is there, a shield?"

Amen-Ra chortled again, "What I shall give you is not seen in the eyes, but it seen in the heart and mind."

The amethyst-eyed girl paused for a moment, staring at her chest and rolling her irises to her forehead, "Heart and mind? What's that supposed to mean?"

Suddenly the dark figure, which was named Amen-Ra, faded into a golden light. It swirled around the dark abyss and targeted to Safiya's chest. The teenaged princess closed her eyes tenderly as she felt the light surge within her. She felt a different feeling flowing within her.

As her chest heaved up and down, she heard a familiar cry before her world started to die away.

And as the whimper passed through her ears, only one thought came to her mind, "Yami..."

"What's taking her so long?" a white-haired man grumbled as his eyebrows furrowed looking at the dome of light caging his lover.

The young woman turned her face to Bakura and looked back at the arena, 'Princess Safiya, you must come out now.'

Suddenly the rays of multicolored lights started to weaken as the outline of the princess within it was starting to appear.

Once all light was gone, a loud thump was heard before the woman and Bakura saw Safiya lying on the ground breathing heavily, as she clutched the sword surrounded by her hands.

They looked at the blade and their eyes widened as the shape and color of the arsenal changed greatly. One side of the sword was shaped into a flame, silver points arranged in a wavy manner. The other side – which was the side where the blade was the sharpest – was curved to give it style and a threatening pose that could slice into any kind of material. And finally the hilt of the sword was shinier than any kind of gold that you could imagine; the purple stone that was tied around Safiya's neck was now morphed inside the handle of the blade, shining brightly.

"So it was successful..." the young woman approached Safiya and placed a reassuring palm on her shoulder, "I am very grateful for what you have done Princess Safiya. And with that, I bid you goodbye."

Bakura drew near his lover before he backed away as she stood up swiftly, "Where are you going?" she asked.

The black-haired lady walked a few steps away before looking back at her shoulder gawking at the tanned girl, "I do not know...but what I am guaranteed of is that my work is complete. I know Egypt – and the whole world – lies in the hands of a great warrior."

Safiya's eyes softened, "Will I ever see you again?"

She gaped forward yet again, walking to the distance as her form started to fade away, "Perhaps...in the battlefield."

The black-haired princess looked confused for a moment before looking back at Bakura, "How long have you been silent there?" she laughed.

The white-haired thief gave a glare but soon took the girl within his pallid arms and whispered softly in her ear, "Don't you dare do that again...anyway, we have to go."

Suddenly soft snickers and catcalls could be heard. The twosome jerked their heads to the familiar sounds and totally forgot about the group of people left in the room.

"You didn't see anything!" Bakura blurted appalled.

Funsani smirked facing Yazid and back to his master, "The King of Thieves has a soft heart...hehe. You think we could use this as blackmail?"

Yazid sniggered, "It'll be a good price...we'll earn larger numbers of cash for that!"

The white haired robber glared at his group and let go of Safiya, "Whatever, c'mon hurry up, we must leave at once...we still have to go to that war!"

The Faction nodded and started to disappear, but before the Arshen brothers could have exited the cell, Bakura called them out, "Harakhty, Lateef," the siblings turned their gazes back to him, "I have a different task for you."

"What is it Master?" Lateef inquired.

"While Yazid and the others try to help us get out of here, I want you two to do me a little favor."

"Which is what?" Harakhty continued.

The brown-eyed thief grinned evilly and whispered something softly in each of the brothers' ears. They nodded momentarily and took off, leaving only Bakura and Safiya in the chamber.

The amethyst-eyed princess gawped to her aficionado and raised an eyebrow, "What did you say to them?"

He smiled, "You'll see... Come on, we have to hurry!"

"Yes, indeed we must. I heard the cry of my brother, Yami; he needs our help – extremely."

Bakura nodded before letting go, and taking her hand. And they were off.

"AAAAHHHHH!!!"

A loud scream pierced through the silence as another sound of breaking bones was heard at the background.

Pharaoh Yami, lay there on the ground uselessly, clutching his left broken arm in pain. One of his legs was bleeding severely, his armor was nearly shattered, half showing most of the wounds inflicted throughout his body. His face was covered in a mixture of blood and sweat as he kept panting for air restlessly. He was apart from his sword with a good 5 feet, as he lay limp on the sandy floor.

Malik gave a malevolent smirk before spitting at the Pharaoh, "What are you going to do now, Yami? Whilst I'm here standing before you, you are simply there, lying on the ground resting! What kind of brother are you?" he soon laughed devilishly, bringing his black sword in front of his face.

"M-Malik...S-Safiya...m-must save S-Safiya..." Yami whispered weakly, as his breaths became shorter and shorter.

The Rare Hunter bent down a bit as he faced his ear on Yami's mouth, "Huh, what did you say Pharaoh? You want me to save you?" he smirked, "Don't worry, I'll save you...save you the pain and kill you, all at once."

The amethyst-eyed Pharaoh gave a worried frown before his eyes gave way to the emotion of concern and fear, 'Safiya...please forgive me...'

And all was left was the malicious sound of Malik's treacherous cackling.

Bakura and Safiya stood behind a large pillar as they hid themselves wholly.

"Is the coast clear?" Safiya asked as she leaned in closer peering a bit from the large stand.

Bakura reclined a bit more on the white podium before whispering back, "Yeah, c'mon, let's go!"

"Wait a minute," the lavender-eyed female interrupted, "Where're the others?"

"They took a different route." He replied.

She raised an eyebrow, "Why?"

Bakura grunted, "Oh just come on, I thought your brother-dearest needs you?"

Safiya smiled and took off, leaving the white-haired robber trailing behind her.

"What did Master say we should get?"

"He said we should look for the- OUCH! Watch where you're going Lateef!"

"Sorry...I just can't see in this dammed place, so dark."

"J-just get your foot out of my way and let me find that-that thing Master Bakura wants us to find."

"We don't need to Harakhty...I think we just did."

Harakhty paused for a moment and looked at the direction of his brother, "I think you're right Lateef, we did find it."

"Yazid hurry up!"

"I'm sorry but I'm just greatly tired...and I-I can't go on..."

Funsani sighed and took glance at Aswad, "Please take care of this Aswad..."

The tanned man nodded and ran to the right-hand man quickly and hoisted him up to his shoulders. Yazid was breathing frantically.

"You should really be more like me." Aswad whispered.

"B-Bakura where is the exit here?" Safiya panted trying to keep up with her other's pace.

The young thief gave a concerned stare before kneeling on the ground looking beyond his shoulder. "Hop on." He ordered.

"Whu-wha?" she faltered bewildered by his command.

"I said hop on, I'll carry you all the way to the exit."

"But you can't...you're tired I can do this." Safiya protested.

"JUST GO!" screamed the white-haired mugger. Then he softened his voice to a caring one, "You've been through enough misery here in this hellhole...it's time for a rest. I left you here, and I knew you were waiting and depending on me to arrive, and now I'm here," and then he shot her a glare, "AND I'M NOT LETTING YOU DOWN NOW!"

The female was now nearly teary-eyed as her lover said that statement. She smiled bravely and settled herself on Bakura's back, arms wrapped around his neck.

"You ready?" he askd.

"C'mon we have to move!"

"So, where are they?" Harakhty inquired.

"The two aren't here yet...we can't leave without Master." Replied Yazid.

"By the way, what is that thing Master Bakura ordered for you guys to get?" interrupted Funsani.

"Oh this?" Lateef pointed to a rectangular metal covered with a beige cloth, "It's a-"

"Master is here..." Aswad calmly exclaimed averting his pierce eyes on the hidden door seen at the bottom of the sand.

"Is everyone here?" Bakura asked comforting Safiya above his horse.

"Yes sir!" they all responded.

"Then let's go!"

Back to the war Yami was still on the yellow sand breathing and taking in as much air as he could.

"Yami, Yami, Yami, you know as much as I want to, I can so kill you right now. But I'm taking the other option of trying to taste the glory of sweet victory...soon you're Millennium Item and God Card shall be mine," Malik mocked tracing around the Pharaoh's small territory.

And suddenly that's when it hit Yami...HIS PUZZLE! He still had the Millennium Puzzle, he still had a chance to defeat Malik...he just needed a...PLAN! That's it he has a plan.

"Pharaoh I will take my time and continue to torture you as I please...so you better stay still."

'Oh I'll stay still...still indeed.'

"Bakura hurry up! We need to get there as soon as possible!"

The man looked at the woman and then looked at his men, "Faction, we must hurry up!"

The rest leaned a bit on their steeds and dashed faster than what was expected.

"Now this is what I call horse power!" (A/N: I )

Malik took hold of his black sword and whispered a chant. Suddenly black smoke appeared and surrounded the gray blade.

"Yami I would like to introduce to you, your doom!"

And as the dark blade charged down to Yami's forehead...-

CLASH!

Malik was left wide-eyed as he saw his targeted mark. His blood boiled as beads of sweat fell restlessly on the ground.

"Nice try Rare Hunter, but I'm too young to die...plus I have a mission. And that is to continue to protect my baby sister."

Malik sneered, "Touching Pharaoh, but that won't be enough...t-to banish me."

"Indeed it isn't..."

Suddenly the two clashed their swords together, forming a 'cling' sound. The light shone as the two arsenals made contact.

Soon the blonde-haired man dipped the tip of the sword to the ground and slid it, releasing a massive force to blow away any man.

But what all saw was unexpected, Yami's hand was situated in front of him spread wide while his forehead shone. A symbol of the Eye of Horus was encrusted above his eyebrows.

"You taught me a valuable lesson Malik, that I still have my Millennium Puzzle!"

The furious foe seethed angrily as he made another thrust attacking for his chest.

Yami created a magnetic force and pushed the tip of Malik's sword to the other side, making the combatant fall recklessly on the ground.

The tri-colored pharaoh grinned a moment before closing his eyes and facing his palm towards the lavender-eyed enemy. Antagonism flowed within Yami as he performed his technique – Malik slowly floated above the ground as a gold aura surrounded his foe.

Snapping his eyes open, Malik was blown away landing across Yami with a loud 'thud''.

Leaning with his elbows, Malik sent cold, hard glowers towards his rival and telekinetically charged for his stomach. Yami also flew away but this time landing on his face, which added more pain and impact to his wounds.

"Safiya we're nearly there!"

"We are?!" she replied wide-eyed as the wind blew her hair.

Soon all of them stopped as they heard the cries and screams of thousands of men.

"The war has reached a great point. The troops of the Pharaoh and Rare Hunter are barely even moving...and all I can see is blood." Aswad murmured, hopping off his horse.

Suddenly, Lateef handed the rectangular metal, hidden beneath a cloak, to Safiya and smiled at her before facing Bakura.

She turned her head to him and removed the cloth covering the present. She gasped unexpectedly, "B-Bakura this is a...what am I going to do with this...I-I can't do this Bakura..." she started to whimper.

The white-haired man took her in a loving embrace and whispered in her ear, "Take care of yourself, okay..."

She nodded vigorously and stood above a dune. She faced Bakura one last time before taking a deep breath.

Both stood up at the same time...and continued to fight. They used their powers their swords, their items, and even their bare hands.

Suddenly moment was left as the two blades crossed each other facing their chests.

"Yami, this will be the end of you...and you know that."

"No, it isn't...it's only the beginning."

"You make me laugh Pharaoh...no matter what you do you will never w-"

VWOOSH!

A strong impact suddenly appeared and blew both Yami and Malik away. A dent was seen on the sandy depths as a line appeared through it.

All the soldiers and men looked at the direction of the massive power, and together Yami's and Malik's purple eyes widened.

"No way..."

The young Pharaoh didn't exactly know if he would smile, gasp, or even get angry. But what he saw nearly made him faint.

"S-Safiya..."

Blue Savage: TAADAA!!!!!!!!! Sorry if I took SOOOOOO long or if the chapter isn't good enough...and it would greatly appreciate me if NO ONE would give me any flames or criticisms...I'm too tired...I'LL BE ANSWERING QUESTIONS NEXT TIME!!!!!!!!

But for now...just leave me be and let me rest...

Till the next chapter...which won't be A LONG WAY...

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