I do not own Yu-gi-oh, but I do own Amunet and the plot

Chapter 9

A couple of weeks later a letter arrived for Amunet. Yu-gi walked in to her room where she was crouched over her duel with Joey.

"Amunet, you should be resting right now." Yu-gi dropped the letter into her lap. She went to grab it but Joey snatched it up first.

"Hey it's from Malik!" Joey held it up to the light, "I don't think you should open it he might be trying to take over your mind!"

"I was getting bored just lying around Yu-gi! Joey!" she whined, "Give it back. I haven't heard from him in a while! He's not after my mind, he never was." She stood up and started jumping for the letter.

He still looked up at the letter, keeping it away from her, "You don't know that!"

Yu-gi sighed, "Amunet sit down! You're supposed to rest!"

"I will, once I get my letter." She tackled Joey. Joey yelled in surprise but still kept the letter away from her. "I'm serious Amunet, I don't trust him so you don't get the letter."

"Amunet!" Yu-gi was now Yami, "You are to rest, now!"

"I want my letter. I'll bite you Joey, you know I will!" she grabbed his wrist, "I'm going to steal that letter back no matter what!"

"No you won't! Amunet you're acting like a common thief!" Yami grabbed her arm.

She glared at him, "Oh, but Pharaoh, that's what I am." That caught Joey off guard so Amunet snatched the letter. She jumped off Joey and onto her bed.

Yami simply sighed while Amunet opened her letter.

Dear Amunet

Egypt is not the same with out you. My yami has been very restless lately, there isn't much for him to do. Have you heard anything about the necklace? How are you doing with your dreams? How about that story? Odion told me that you tried to tell him the story once, but figured you were dreaming. I wish I was there to help you out some, I know the pharaoh must be a pain, but remember he means well. Behave my little Amunet.

Malik Istar

Amunet smiled and refolded the letter, Yami and Joey watched. Joey spoke first, "So…what did he have to say?"

"He just wanted to know how I was, he doesn't want my mind Joey, calm down." She smiled, "Now, I will rest Yami." She placed the letter on her night stand where Joey placed her deck.

"Good, I don't think you should be out of bed at all."

"I know how you feel about this Yami; don't worry, I'll be good, promise." She smiled as him and Joey walked out. As soon as she heard them down stairs she got up and got a note book to write Malik back.

Dear Malik,

I want to be back in Egypt, Japan is fun and all, but I miss my home. (I don't miss your Yami, sorry.) I remember trying to tell Odion the story, he told me it was a dream and to sleep. I seem to hear that a lot lately.

She stopped writing for a second remembering that night.

Amunet was lying on the floor after a beating from yami Malik, he loomed over her looking at the damage that was done.

"Odion, take her, I'll send my Aibou in later." He tapped Amunet with his foot. Odion simply picked her up and left.

Amunet looked up at him her eyes glazed with pain, "Odion, I saw the pharaoh. He was standing by my apple vender and his priest caught me stealing an apple."

"It was just a dream, just a dream. Caused by the lack of blood. Close your eyes and rest, and my master Malik will be by your side soon." He sat her down.

She tensed up, "No, not a dream," it was hard to understand her, "I held the apple in my hand."

"Rest little Amunet." He gently placed a hand over her eyes, with in moments she was asleep.

Amunet smiled and went back to her letter.

I've been having dreams about Egypt, they are always similar but from week to week little details change. They worry me because they are violent and your yami and I have a couple of bad run ins. I end up in Egypt in them, but I am not sure if I'm suppose to go there, or avoid it. I have also remembered more of the story, like Bakura the thief and I were friends. He gave me an apple the other day at school and also told me that I should not tell Yami that he and I were friends. I didn't tell Yami the whole story, if I did he would never get off my case. Well I need to go, I need rest. I almost passed out in gym class and if Yami comes up here and fines I'm not resting, he'll have my head.

Hope to see you soon.

Amunet.

She tore it out of the note book and went down stairs.

"Grandpa, can I have an envelope please?" she peeked around one of the walls.

"Sure. Why don't you help Yu-gi set the table while I find one?" he glanced at her.

"Ok," she went to the kitchen, "Hey Yug."

"Hey Amunet." He sighed, "I was thinking maybe you shouldn't go with us tomorrow, it might be better if you stay home." Yu-gi handed her plates.

"But Yu-gi, I feel fine, and I haven't been swimming in years, I want to go!" She put the plates on the table trying to remain calm.

"But if gym class was too much for you then swimming could be worse." He placed silverware down at each place.

"Ugh, fine!" She slammed a glass down; shattering it, "Damn it!"

"Amunet," Yu-gi sighed, and went to get the broom, "You can go swimming when you are better."

Amunet stared at her now bleeding hand, "I will never be better Yu-gi, never. I will be like this for the rest of my life."

Yu-gi finished sweeping, "You have over come this before, after almost being killed. You can do it again Amunet."

"Yu-gi, when Bakura drained me it brought it back, I will never be the strong girl I was once. Do you understand that?" She looked at him as she walked over to wash hand finally.

He sighed, "I do, here let me help you. You can talk to Yami about going tomorrow." Yu-gi walked out and walked back in with bandages for her hand. He started to wrap it gently, "I didn't mean to upset you."

She sighed, "I know, I tend to get upset. I get tired of being treated like an object. I get tired of being treated like I'm going to break. My point was Yu-gi, that I have lived like this for most of my life, on day of swimming won't hurt me."

"Fine, you can go, I suppose you're right. You know how to deal with it much better than I know." He nodded.

They sat down to dinner, then went to bed. Amunet waited for the day to come, looking forward to a nice swim.