Blue Savage: EI! 'Em baaaack…with the 3rd or 4th to the last chappy! YUP! I'm almost finished! AND I'M SO EXCITED! I'm actually planning on finishing this before the year ends! It's my Christmas resolution to finish this! Because I started last December 3, 2003 so I'm deciding to finish it before December ends! So I have to work double time in this fic!
What else? Oh yeah, the sequel…hmm…I'm planning on starting once I finish one of my other stories or something…or somewhere in summer…which will be in March! Hehe…a little far away, but it'll do me some good to catch up on a few things!
I'm also really sorry for my fans in Twin deleted that story! I am so sorry, and I wish to beg for your forgiveness! I swear I'll try reposting it, or writing another SasukexOC fic that's better, with an improved plot! Hehe…
So anyway…any other news, maybe in the next chappy! KAY, TIME TO BEGIN!
Whenever, Wherever
By: Blue Savage
Chapter 36: Final Word
"Safiya,"
"Huh? W-who's there?" mumbled the purple-eyed female, as she stirred.
"Safiya…"
"W-who are you?" she mumbled again, attempting to open her eyes.
"Safiya!"
"WHOA!"
Pharaoh Yami, jumped back from her sister's immediate position, as he saw her desperately look around the room. He looked at her compassionately and took her hand in his, bringing her face to him.
"Y-Yami?! You're a-alive? And I'm alive, too? But what h-happened…? I thought there was a war, and then Malik, and then-" her brother placed a slim finger upon her lips, ceasing her train of words. "The war's over Safiya…we're both alive."
"But how?" she responded back, blinking completely puzzled.
"Why, you defeated Malik!" he exclaimed, smiling while striking a pose, as if holding a sword and stabbing the blonde demon.
"I did?" murmured the dark-haired teen. She looked at her palms, and then out the window. But she couldn't remove her eyes from her brother. He was actually smiling. After all these months, weeks, and day, he was actually smiling.
"Safiya, is something bothering you?" whispered Yami, as he saw her neutral yet perplexed features.
"N-nothing brother…it' just…it's just, I can't believe the feud is finally over!" she cried out, letting a few tears of unknown emotion well from her eyes.
The tri-colored ruler approached his besieged sibling, attempting to comfort her. He encircled his arms around her waist, and let her cry on his chest. A short time of silence collected in the room, only the sobbing and crying of Safiya being heard.
"However…where did the Sword of Amen-Ra and Kek go, Yami?" asked the purple-eyed girl.
Yami looked down at her and placed a reassuring hand on her back, "Well…"
FLASHBACK
"Pharaoh Yami sir, we have been reported that from the 2,000 soldiers that battled in our troop, only half was left remaining," said Barak saluting to the Millennium Puzzle holder.
The amethyst-eyed lad cast his pools of sorrow to the sandy ground, cringing softly at the sight and smell of fresh blood. Why must so many die? We did win the battle – despite the fact that there were two times more warriors in Malik's troops – but still…why did it have to end with so many innocent lives taken away?
Yami heaved a heavy sigh, taking away his sword and shield, "Very well, we will conduct a ceremony tomorrow night, praying for the spirits that our now in the hands of the gods. May Anubis have pity on them." He whispered mournfully.
Yami averted his eyes to his sister and her lover that was comfortably sprawled on the fabric stretchers laid on the floor. He slanted his eyebrows a bit, somewhat seeing a malicious grin tugging on the lips of the Thief King. "I still wonder why my sister fell in love with someone as devilish and arrogant as that thieving hooligan…" whispered the pharaoh.
"Pardon me, sir?" retorted Barak, hearing the idle remark of his master.
"Nothing, nothing…tell the medical crew to mend the wounds of the other soldiers, and arrange the dead corpses in a vast area, where we will pray for their serenity in the spirit world."
"Yes sir!" the soldier left with a salute and a bow.
The tri-colored teen closed his eyes and opened them again, approaching the two stretchers on the floor. He kneeled in between the two lovers, and cupped the cheek of his sister. He caressed her face gently, and brushed a few strands of her silky, black hair. "How much you have grown little sister…it has been sixteen years." He smiled gently, kissing the forehead of his sleeping sibling.
He then turned to the other person on the other side. For some reason a pang of gratitude waved over the heart of the pharaoh looking at the Tomb Robber himself; and yet for some reason, a current of anger still seeped in the veins of the young boy.
'During the battle of Safiya and Malik, Bakura spoke about enemies having to become your friends…I do believe in that connotation, but for some reason why do I still feel uneasy of you loving my sister?' Yami breathed a gust of fresh air and stood up; walking to the two swords lounged beside Safiya.
He quirked an eyebrow, and followed the glimmering shine of the two blades, as he took a step a sudden change of wind passed through him, making his violet cape follow to its rhythm vigorously. He turned his purple orbs to the setting sun and saw a form silhouetting the shape of a female. "W-who are you?" demanded the young king.
The dark form emitted itself from the fiery ball of flame and bowed respectfully to the man before her. "I acknowledge your presence great Pharaoh Yami, but please allow me to intrude." The woman trudged coolly to the two swords spread on the ground, and used both hands to touch their hilts.
"W-what are you doing?" for some reason, Yami could not stop quivering and stuttering.
"Excuse me my liege, but I must carry out a quick ritual to your dear sister," replied the pale, blue-green-eyed lady.
She placed a hand on the chest of Safiya, and placed the other palm on the Radiance of the Sword in the Sword of Amen-Ra. She murmured a quick unknown chant and a blinding light surfaced from both her hands.
A small scream escaped Safiya's lips, but still the princess remained asleep. The pale woman, bowed to the Sword of Amen-Ra and then to the pharaoh's sister. She moved her knees to the Sword of Kek and did some hand seals. She took out a sharp dagger, and pierced the center of the grey hilt. The scream of Malik resided after the woman's stunt, and the smoke surrounding the Sword of Kek, disappeared leaving the weapon to a normal silver sword.
"W-what did you d-do?" questioned Yami.
"I appreciate your intent and patience, my Pharaoh," responded the girl, "butt to answer your inquiry…I merely sealed the souls of Amen-Ra and Kek back in these weapons."
"Why?"
"Because now is not the time for another war to arouse. And only the chosen people are the ones able to wield and penetrate the powers of these swords. And I say the truth, that if that power is brought to the wrong hands…then it can bring turmoil to our world. A world where endless feuds and painful sabotage would awaken in their own will."
The girl cast her eyes to the violet pools of the older brother and settled the swords in theirs cases, handling them with care, "But now my Pharaoh, I must leave. Please do take care of the Warrior Safiya…and her lover."
Yami merely nodded to her request, and she took a step, facing her back against the ruler of Egypt. "B-but wait!-" he halted.
The blue-green-eyed lass turned around giving a calm gawk. "Who are you?" Yami gave a confused look, yet it made him look innocent and sincere about his question.
"I am in no position to retort to that question Your Greatness, but this is only what I can say to you: I am the guardian of these weapons." And then she disappeared in the rays of the sun.
END OF FLASHBACK
"I see," breathed Safiya. "B-but wait, brother, where is Bakura?"
Yami looked down on the tiled floor, and gave a long, heavy sigh. "Safiya, I'm also here to talk to you about the Tomb Robber."
"What about him? Is he safe? Did he survive the war? Where is he brother, please tell me where Bakura is…I-I need to know." Spoke his sister softly, taking his hands into hers.
Pharaoh Yami gave a stern look to his sister and gulped, trying hard to remove the painful knot found in his throat, "I forbid you to see him."
With those words of his brother, Princess Safiya's heart crumbled into little pieces. Forbid her from seeing Bakura…? But why? She thought they already became friends during the war? Settled their differences, and started anew? "But why brother?" it was even harder for Safiya to accept this fact.
The knot in Yami's throat tightened even more, not allowing him to breathe freely, "I'm only doing what's best for you."
"What do you mean what's best for me?!" tears of anguish welled in Safiya's amethyst eyes, and she tightened her fists, making them pigment to an ashen color.
Yami turned away from Safiya, standing up and was walking slowly to the door, "Safiya, I don't want you to hurt yourself falling in love with some notorious criminal. I already made a mistake forcing you to marry Malik, and I won't do it again. Bakura is…Bakura is, he's a different kind of person, from what you thought he was! You may think he's compassionate and caring at first, but sooner or later, he'll leave you…bruise you physically and emotionally."
More tears flowed down Safiya cheeks, staining them, "You just don't know Bakura as much as I do!" she yelled, standing up defiantly, fighting the urge to just smack her brother on the face.
Yami's face creased angrily, his eyebrows slanted, and he turned to his sister "How can you say I don't know him?! For several years I have chased after him, hunted him down, and even tried to murderously execute him, but still he remained alive and evil. He has defied my laws, thieved my tombs, and even stained the reputation of Egypt with his malevolence…I cannot tolerate seeing my sister falling in love with someone like him!"
"Why can you just not understand that I love him?!"
The tri-colored ruler's eyes showed a flaming aura and his fury arouse even more. He took a step forward and then another, until he reached his sister, merely inches apart, "I forbade you to see him, and that is final. I hired twice as much guards to look out for him, if he plans on sneaking in. The palace is heavily guarded and I doubt he can even enter the gates. If I see him in the palace, I swear I will no longer be kind to him, and will take matters into my own hands. I will immediately turn to execution. Do I make myself clear?"
Safiya did not answer, but Yami didn't acknowledge if she replied or not, he simply turned his back from her and exited the room.
"I HATE YOU BROTHER!" was what he last heard, before Safiya gave off only sounds of crying and sobbing.
Blue Savage: that's one chapter done, again! YAY! I'm almost finished…okee got to go now, STIL HAVE TO FINISH THE OTHER CHAPPIES! READ & REVIEW!
