Update: May 1, 2015

So I've been going through this story and came into horror! Not only that I don't write in such an abstract style anymore, it also contains a HUGE amount of errors, misspells and etc. I was considering rewriting the whole story whatsoever. But, I don't want to dig up the past, and want to keep this story as a reminder and a reference to myself. But of course, I've also given it to you, the readers, so I want it to be worth reading and use accurate language.

I'm going now on an editing expedition in order to provide you a story worth reading (without mistakes), but with no considerable changes.

Enjoy reading, and be safe. See you in other stories!

FAB.

Through The Shadows

FAB: hello dear ANGST readers! Here I am again, writing some stupid FICs. I've already wrote about Malik, Noah and now it's Kisara's and Seth's turn. But don't worry: Ryou, Seto, Kai and others are next! I'm just sick of ONE-SHOT's already…so, this one ISN'T ONE SHOT! YAY!

I noticed that there are only few REAL FICs about the triangle Seth x Kisara x Atemu, and now I'm trying to make one of those.

Summary: Ancient Egypt is here again! Well, it is better than ancient Greece and Pythagoras…Oh well, no matter. Now, Kisara is the hidden lover of Seth. They thought they can be together forever and live happily ever after. But then Kisara is being sold to Atemu as his princess and she has to break up with Seth. But when the final battle is about to begin, whom will she be loyal to?

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN YGO! IF I HAD OWNED IT, I COULD HAVE BASHED YAMI/ATEMU AWAY TO THE SHADOW REALM (evil laugh)

Yeah, I like being evil to Yami because he is a mad Egyptian…

Genre: hmm…ANGST of course…And a bit of everything, I think…

Rating: ok, I'm not sure, but I think it's PG13…

IMPORTANT! If you read this one, and you think I deserve some yelling at because of my writing (I THINK SO MYSELF) or maybe you are a lovely soul and like this story, please review! It's really important!

Keys:

Look, I have some problem using asterisk and slash and some more signs, so I have to use other kinds of marking. If anyone knows how to solve this problem, his or her (did I forget someone?) review is welcomed!

() – thinking

"" – speaking

T-T- crying…Maybe I'd use it, somehow…

Ok, now that I've done the introduction and reminded you to R+R, on with story…

Through The Shadows

The full moon was shining that night; Kisara was running, running on the way to Seth's palace near the river. She ran through the shadows, hiding from every blink of light. Torches and candles were lit in the poor rooms of the huts she passed by, but she didn't find comfort in those. She had to see Seth, and she was in a great hurry.

Her face was wet from tears, and her blue eyes were now slightly red and sore. Only an hour ago she heard the most terrifying things she has ever heard. (No…it can't be…everything but this…) She wanted to see Seth immediately, because it might be the last time she could do that. From now on, her life would change, and she was angry and furious about that. She wanted the things to stay just like they were now, but what could she do?

She reached the edge of her neighborhood, and passed to the second block. The moon hid behind the clouds when she needed its pale light the most. The cold air pierced through her thin gown and her arms soon were frozen. She shivered, but didn't stop running. Now the shadows engulfed her and she was invisible to the world. Shivering once more, she slid through the shadows to the Nile. Cold Egyptian night surrounded her, and locks of her light, beautiful hair flew around her. She was almost there; she was almost inside Seth's palace.

Bending and almost crawling, Kisara reached the servants gate of the palace. She quietly opened the old metallic frame and walked inside. There was small garden, designated for the servants that worked in Seth's palace. Kisara stopped and started walking slowly. She trembled and breathed hard; she was desperate and felt horrible. Silently walking, almost crying, she felt two strong arms grabbing her to a shadowed path near the main garden of the palace.

She let out on small gasp, but then she recognized the person who grabbed her. His presence was warm and comforting, because he was none but Seth. She felt him hugging her, his hands on her face, and silently his voice whispered "Tears? Why are you crying, Kisara?" he asked. She closed her eyes so she couldn't see him. She felt he was so naïve, he didn't even know about the whole business around her. He didn't know he was going to lose her. Forever.

"Well, tell me!" he asked demandingly, slightly touching her face "What made you cry, my love?" Kisara didn't look up. She was afraid, afraid to lose Seth and her life and…All of her dreams. The dreams she'd shared with Seth. She opened her eyes, and searched for his in the dark. The stars shone, and the moon appeared again, so she could see millions of sparks reflecting in them. "Seth…" she whispered, terrified, broken "I…I am lost. I can't do it. They want me to…" but then her voice broke, as more tears slid from her eyes. Seth silently brushed them away from her face, and kissed her, as she was sobbing and crying in his arms.

"It's my father…The pharaoh wanted to marry to a girl from a rich family, and my father sold me…To the pharaoh…" Seth's arms froze as he heard Kisara's miserable whispers. "No…" he said slowly, realizing what it means. More of Kisara's tears landed into his hands, she shivered again and held into him.

"You are cold, Kisara," he said, as he picked her up and carried her into his palace. The room he entered was heated and warm. A small bonfire was burning and sparkling, few torches lit the engraved walls. Seth sat down with Kisara on his lap. Her beautiful eyes were filled of tears. He caressed her smooth flesh, talking to her calmly. "Don't worry, Kisara…" he said "We can find a way. I will find a way. I won't let the Pharaoh take you away from me. Please don't cry…" Kisara looked at him. "Do you really think we can find a solution to this?" she sadly stared into the fire, and then turned to face Seth again "I love you, Seth. I want to be with you forever. I nearly lost my mind when father ordered me to prepare for tomorrow. He takes me to Pharaoh's palace, and all I thought about was to run away. I want to run away with you, Seth."

"I love you too, Kisara, but you know we can't run away. They'll find us. My father won't let me leave my responsibilities as a high-priest." Seth stopped, thinking about the things his father told him today…His father was always looking for power and control over other people. Maybe Seth's love for power was strong, but his love for Kisara was much stronger. He wouldn't let her go. She was his only friend ever since he has saved her from an attack in the market of the city three year ago. The men were trying to harass her because of her looks, they thought she must be cursed, and she would have surely been killed if he hadn't interfered.

Seth knew they both were so familiar. They both were pawns of their fathers; they both were used and lived in fear, hiding their love and hurting themselves time after time. They were separated before, of course. Once had his father sent him to a sailing journey for a month; he missed Kisara so much then. His work was often standing in their way, not to mention his father's attempts to gain more power; Seth was traveling to the near and far cities and villages, searching for Kaa. He never found anything interesting, causing his father act furiously and the old man was always angry towards his son.

Kisara was also always controlled. She was pushed around, wasn't allowed to get out of her father's palace, she had to stay home and do chores all the time. She was cleaning and sewing. She ran out many times, sneaking to meet Seth and be with him. How could the Pharaoh understand her feelings? She heard about his heartlessness and cruelness. She was afraid of him. She wanted to stay here with Seth.

"I have to go there tomorrow." she said weakly into Seth's embrace. His hands played with her long light hair. "Don't be afraid, Kisara" he said "Trust me. I will be there too. I'm one of Pharaoh top-advisors; I will see you then, Kisara." He answered. Then a silence fell between the two. Seth stroked her hair gently, and she calmed down in his arms.

The night outside the room was slowly turning into a dawn, when Seth opened his eyes. Kisara was still in his arms, sleeping. He looked at her handsome face, sorrow and gloom consuming him. Then he shook the feelings away. He had to believe. (Dear Ra…I pray for your mighty powers, stronger than any human will…Roar in your skies throughout heavens…Please let Kisara stay with me…Please let us stay together…)

He woke up Kisara, helping her to get up. She looked so gloomy and sad. "Remember", he told her while leading her to the gardens "Never give up".

She looked at him and smiled slightly. And her smile filled him with hope. "We will be together, Kisara" he said "We are going to be together".

The moon's pale light was vanishing when the sun rose up the Nile. The water streamed and small rainbows were shining through the waves. Kisara looked at Seth, memorizing his expression forever in her heart. He leaned down and kissed her. She broke away, and turned away, running back to her father's palace. She turned around again and saw him gazing on her. She waved and ran, hiding again in the shadows of the low buildings. She walked through them towards scary and unknown fate.

FAB: How about this chapter? Do you think it deserves to live? Just R+R…

Malik: Well, at least I'm not the victim this time…

FAB: What did you say?

Malik: Me? (Looks innocent)

FAB: Yeah, you my darling. Now repeat your words! Haven't I told you already to sit there quietly and let me work here!

Malik: Don't forget this computer is mine also! I have homework to do!

FAB: But you are always copying my homework! Get serious.

Malik: OK. So people…R+R and FAB will finally let me copy Math. I hate numbers!

FAB: Enough, Malik.

…Bye, and have a great time!