Special note: Monday night (two hours ago, as I write this), my first cat died. His name was Pause, and we think he had a heart attack. So I'm dedicating the rest of the story to him, and to all the other cats who have left us, but touched our lives.
A/N: Well, didn't take TOO long to put this chapter out, and it's about the same length as last chapter. Good, yes? And the plot is back! (It has a cameo. XD) This chapter has a bit of everything; some (teeny bit) of action, and lots of humor, cuteness, chibis, and mischief.
YamiAra: XD Glad you liked. Actually, with the part about Bekhura screaming like a girl, there was more stuff along those lines but they were cut. I may post them somewhere and give a link sometime, if it's wanted. XD
XD They ARE rather mature kids... Glad you like the chapter and thanks for the review.
Starlit Hope: Yup, Yami and Bekhura are friends. They'll be getting in a lot fo trouble together... Thanks for the review!
ShadowSpirits: Glad you liked the scene with Yami and Bekhura and falling in the fountain. XD There was another version of that scene that was more humor related, but it didn't fit with the chapter. I posted it on my LJ however. Glad you liked the chapter. And do work on your fics. Pokepoke XD
AuroraIce: I dunno about the Email... Thinks I'm a ditz. Shall have to go back and find it later. It wasn't really important, but I sould send it to you again if I can find it. I'm glad you liked the chapter and thanks for the review.
Silver Nightingale: I'm glad you liked the dream, and cute Bekhura. I wanted him to be cute when little but wasn't sure if people would like it. Happy you do.
Yami's stubborness will be getting him in more trouble later on. XD Because what would this fic be without it?
Glad you liked the chapter. Thanks for the review!
Meeko-san: Thank you! And thanks for the review. Don't squeeze Bekhura too hard though. He bites. XD
Ryuujin Dragon King: I'm glad you're liking. Thanks for the review!
Borath: Super-giant review! Dead from happiness.
Snickers at comment about Yami dreaming about Bekhura
Ah, yes. XD You're absolutely right about the giving away the position thing. Take it as a temporary lapse of intelligence on Bekhura's part? XD He has to have at least one a chapter. XD
Spot is quite handy. XD And it is quite observant of Bekhura, isn't it? Snicker
And there goes Yami's stupid move of the chapter. XD Oh, wait, he has a few more this chapter... Okay, Yami's just stupid. XD Can we go with that? XD
The Es Factor! XD I have no idea what happened with this. Fanfiction.net went crazy or something. Kicks it Am calling it The Dreaded Es Error or simply, The Es Factor. XD It's fixed, though. XD I think.
Glad you thought the scene with the Indian king were well thought out.
Very happy you like the scenes between Seth and Bekhura, since they're gonna be interacting a lot.
XD! So amused to hear you say Nebenkharu reminds you of Jafar. Jafar is who I think of every time I'm writing him. XD Glad you liked Simon too, and the last scene with Bekhura and Simon.
You have boosted my ego a bit. And thanks a bunch for the huge review!
lilmatchgirl: Glad you liked, and thanks for the review!
Other Notes: The Hebrew spell killed me. XD I did my best, but I'm sure the grammar is awful. Though since this is a fanfiction, I can get away with it, yes? I tried, at least. XD But Hebrew is a confusing language...
Also, you'll notice when you read it that it is all lower case. That's not a mistake, since I know that Hebrew is has no 'case' as English has. So it's always lower case by default.
In case anyone cares, the translation of the spell is very simple and frankly, boring. XD But here it is anyway. "Make us unseen by all we don't wish to see us."
Disclaimer: Yugioh's not mine. Yeah. Inventive, aren't I?
Warnings: Nothing, I don't think. Maybe slight language.
Summary of Last Time: Bekhura made his less than grand entrance, Yami got into a fight with his father, and there was a bit of whining. XD
Preivew of this time: The plot makes a cameo! Don't blink; you'll miss it! XD The boys sneak out of the palace, and the other characters make appearances as well, including one-year-old Mokuba.
Eien; part 5
by: Amiasha
Metal clanged loudly against metal as the swords met, before seperating just as quickly as they had come together.
Yami backed up and held his falchion defensively, locking eyes with his opponent. Jono looked smug and confident, and he had a reason to; swordfighting was one place he could do better than Yami in. Academics, archery, healing, divination, and especially magic, Yami had him beat. But not in swordfighting.
The blond brushed his hair back casually, smirking at the other boy. "Hey, at least you parried this time!" He called cheerfully.
"You're amusing, Jono." Yami commented dryly, but he was smiling as well. He remembered well what had happened last time Jono had brought the weapon down toward him and he hadn't blocked. He was very lucky Simon had them practice with the bluntest of the swords, to say the least.
Simon put his hands on his hips, overseeing the two's practice. "Boys, you need to stop chatting and continue practicing." He reminded.
Jono took his advice and charged foward, taking a swipe at Yami. The smaller boy easily ducked and went past the blond, holding out his sword at the same time. Jono stumbled over the weapon, falling flat on his face.
The prince blinked down at him, and Jono glared. "... I win, yes?" Yami asked Simon, looking amused. "Since I could just... I don't know... Chop off his head or something?"
Simon sighed in exasperation as Yami helped Jono up, the blond's glare having disppeared and the boy started laughing. "Technically, yes." Simon admitted. "But you know tricks like that, clever as they may be, aren't going to help you learn to actually fight correctly."
Yami sighed as well and nodded. "Yes, I know. You're right." He conceeded.
Simon smiled at him, shaking his head. "Well, you two are free the rest of the afternoon. Have fun. And Yami, check on Seth. Last I saw Bekhura had gotten a hold of his headress."
Yami snickered slightly. It had been half a year since Bekhura had come to stay at the palace, and he and Seth had been at each other constantly. As such, the white haired boy and Jono had become partners in crime in harassing the future priest.
Jono looked a bit proud. "My plan worked, then." He said happily, puffing out his chest. As Yami and Simon both gave him looks, he deflated a bit. "...Erm..."
Yami laughed. "Come on Jono. Let's go find Seth and Bekhura."
Jono nodded and followed the prince as he left the room, both pausing to wave at Simon before leaving.
Simon watched them go, then sighed, shook his head, and returned to straightening up the classroom.
"Don't you remember LAST time we did this?" Seth asked his friend, raising an eyebrow. The brunette was sitting on the edge of Yami's bed, his slightly disheveled headress in his lap.
Yami was sitting crosslegged on the floor, smirking, Bekhura was standing with his back against one of the stone walls, arms folded, and Jono was kneeling next to the cats.
"Of course I do." Yami said dismissively, waving a hand. "But this time it won't happen."
"What are you two talkign about?" Bekhura asked, tilting his head slightly. "What exactly happened the last time you snuck out of the palace."
Seth turned his attention toward the white haired boy, pointing at Yami. "He was nearly killed. And Mahado almost had a heart attack over it."
Yami looked lazily over at the other boy. "That's why Mahaado's not coming. And I'll be fine. You worry too much, Seth."
Seth frowned and crossed his arms, but didn't add a comment.
The prince stood up, clapping his hands together once cheerily. "Well then, shall we go?" He asked, smiling brightly.
"I assume you're not going out into the city like that." Jono commented, standing as well as he looked the boy over.
Yami shook his head. "Of course not." He replied, beginning to pull off his jewelry. "I'll take off all this gold and get my cloak. You and Seth should do the same."
Seth glared. "You act like a I'm coming on your adventure." He said darkly.
Yami blinked, and looked over at him. "You're not?" He asked.
The to-be priest was about to open his mouth to confirm that, but looked up into the prince's eyes and then seemingly changed his mind and sighed. "...Fine. I'll come, just to make sure these two don't loose you in their incredible stupidity."
Twin exclamations of "Hey!" came from the two, both putting their hands on their hips at the same time.
Seth looked at them, then at Yami, who giggled a little, before the brunette sighed again and stood up. "Well, let's get to it then so we can be back before dinner." He finally conceeded, beginning to remove his golden armbands. He shot a glance at Bekhura. "Don't get any ideas."
Bekhura looked vaguely offended. "I don't steal Yami's jewelry." He commented.
"You would steal mine." Seth said, casting another glare before piling his valubles with Yami's and going to fetch a cloak from Yami's closet. While the other boy was much smaller than him, he had a few cloaks that were too big and would fit Seth. Yami selected a deep green one, and Seth chose a more common brown.
The prince ran a hand through his hair, messing with it for a few moments before the long stands broke from their usual style and fell around his shoulders. He then pulled up his hood, effectively hiding the exotic colored locks.
Bekhura looked baffled. "Do you use magic to keep your hair up or something?" He asked, tilting his head.
Yami looked over at him. "No, actually. It just stays that way unless I part it just right, then it falls down." At Bekhura's incredulous look, Yami frowned. "I have no idea why. Blame my mother. I inherited this hair from her."
"Your mother must have been an odd woman." Bekhura commented, earning a swat with a pillow from Yami. The white haired thief snickered, fending off the object with his arm. "Well, it's true."
Yami stopped beatign on the other boy, and tossed the pillow across the room. It smacked into Spot, who barely looked at it before putting her chin on it and going back to sleep.
"Can we go yet?" Jono asked, looking impatient. The blond had also put on a cloak.
"Just a second." Yami said, rumaging around in a drawer. "I have to find the invisibility spell. I haven't memorized it yet."
Everyone sweatdropped as the prince dug out his spell. Yami frowned at the papyrus. "I remember why I haven't memorized it. It's in Hebrew and I can barely read it."
Everyone sighed.
"So, if you botch this, will it kill us?" Bekhura asked annoyedly, crossing his arms.
Yami waved him off. "Of course not. It just won't work, or we'll get a different spell." The boy squinted at the writing on the papyrus. "Okay, I think I can read this. Everyone, gather together."
The did as they were told, gathering into a circle. Yami held up the spell and began reading slowly. "lanoo lo... Um... lanoo lo..." The prince squinted again. "lanoo lo neereh al... yedey... Erm..."
Everyone sighed again.
"Can you read it or not?" Bekhura asked, beginning to loose patience.
"Oh, be quiet." Yami said, glaring darkly. "I'm just forgetting some of the letters. I'll have it in a moment. Be quiet and wait."
Bekhura shut up, and Yami went back to deciphering the spell, reading over it a few times before he began to speak again. When he did, it was clearer and more confident. "lanoo lo neereh al'yedey kol totseret... anakhnoo la'asot lanoo lo leer'ot khefets."
A soft wind picked up, as it usually did when Yami cast spells. Bekhura's hair ruffled, Seth's, Jono's, and Yami's cloaks fluttered, and the candles placed around the room all flickered once before returning to normal.
Yami smiled. "I think it worked. But this is a short spell; we only have about twenty-five minutes. So we need to get going."
"If Simon realizes we're gone..." Seth began.
"That's the point of 'sneaking', Seth." Yami said, smirking evilly. "Don't get caught."
"So where are we going, anyway?" Jono asked the prince, glancing over at him.
Yami shrugged, a few strands of golden hair escaping from under the hood and shining in the sunlight. He tucked them behind his ears; gold not being a common color for hair in Egypt. Hence the reason Jono was also wearing his hood up.
"Let's go raid some stands." Bekhura suggested amusedly, unsurprised when Seth galred at him.
"We have money. No need to steal." The to-be preist said, frowning.
Bekhura smirked. "But that takes the fun out of it."
Yami sighed heavily. "No stealing, Bekhura." He said boredly.
Bekhura made a face at him. "Then what exactly are we supposed to do?"
The prince sighed and looked at him, coming to a halt. "Unlike you," He said, "I don't spend much time out of the palace. I'd like to just look around awhile."
Bekhura stared at him, then sighed. "Whatever you wish, little prince."
Yami smirked at him a bit, before returnign his attention to the city. The city was predominatly golden, with browns and whites accenting. People were everywhere, some leading horses, others shopping in the markets, and some looming in dark corners, waiting to steal things when people's backs were turned. One woman walked by them with her arms full of flowers, their scent drifting along after her past the four boys.
By this time, Yami's eyes had gone shiney and both Seth and Jono had sighed. They knew what that look meant. The prince would want to go everywhere and see everything now that he was out of the palace, and there was likely no way they'd be able to get him back there before someone realized they were missing.
Bekhura, meanwhile, had already started to lead Yami farther into the city. Jono and Seth both chased after them, not wanting to get seperated from them.
They caught up to the other boys, who had stopped at a stand. Yami was admiring some glassworks, earning an amused look from the shopkeeper as the boy seemed to know the differene in the quality of the items.
"Can I help you find something, little one?" The shopkeeper asked kindly, looking down at the prince. He figured the child was a merchant's son or someone else of equal status, and not a peasant boy. A peasant wouldn't be acting the way he was.
Yami lifted his head slightly at the voice, his eyes meeting the man's and causing him to almost immeditely look away from the prince. "Somewhat. I'd like to buy this." He said, holding up a small glass lotus.
"That's my best piece." The man said, smiling again after he got over how creepy the boy was. "It's also the most expensive."
Yami smiled as well. "Tell me how much, and I'll see if I want to spend that much on it."
Bekhura smirked as he watched the procedings carefully. He'd been putting a little bit of effort into trying to educate the prince on ways to deal with people out in the market, but so he'd thought far he'd been a bit unsuccessful as Yami wouldn't pay attention long enough for him to say much. But it seems he had gotten some of it through his head. The prince had asked in such a way that he gave the shopowner the impression he wouldn't spend much, and so the man probbaly wouldn't overcharge him in hopes the boy would purchase the item and not reject it.
As it was, the man gave a price that was reasonable, and Yami bought the item. A discreet spell later, it was unbreakable and the prince tucked it into a small pouch he'd hidden under his cloak.
"You just had to get SOMETHING, didn't you." Seth asked, more of a statement than a question, while rolling his eyes.
Yami gave a smirk as the quartet continued down the street. "Yes, I did. Your point?"
Seth sighed but didn't respond.
"Ooh! Food!" Jono said cheerily, rushing over to a nearby food stand. The others chased after, the blond admiring some fruit as they caught up to him.
Seth slapped his forhead with his palm, and Yami giggled. Bekhura joined Jono in the inspecting of the food, much to the annoyance of the stand owner who watched, his eye twitching a bit, as Bekhura picked up and considered every single one of the fruits.
"Hey, get your hands off those if you're not going to buy them, ruffian." The man said, obviously not as kind as the previous shopkeeper. Bekhura and Jono were unbothered, and didn't even look up.
Actually, the white haired thief was getting a smirk on his face, which both Yami and Seth knew meant he was planning something devious. What, exactly, they weren't sure.
They were informed a moment later, when the man leaned forward to repeat his earlier words, and Bekhura just so happened to shove the fruit in his hand forward at the same time. It made a nice splatting noise on the man's face, and immediatly Bekhura cackled evilly and ran, the shopkeeper chasing after him.
The other three boys sweatdropped, knowing the thief would join them again as soon as he lost the shopkeeper. It certainly wasn't the first time he'd done something of this sort.
While the owner of the cart was distracted, a bunch of people swarmed on the stand and raided it quickly, dispersing as suddenly as they'd came, all looking innocent and walking away. Yami and Seth sweatdropped, and then sighed as Jono walked back over to them holding a few of the fruit himself.
Yami looked up at Seth, and Seth looked down at Yami. "Just walk away." They both said quietly, turning and purposfully striding the opposite direction of the stand. "Hey, wait for me!" Jono called, and ran after them.
True to their predictions, Bekhura joined them a few minutes later, looking amused. None of the other boys asked, letting the thief just smirk cheerfully.
"Oi, little prince." Bekhura spoke up a few minutes of walking later. "How about going to see the Nile?"
Yami's eyes lit up. He'd seen the Nile before of course, but not often. The prince nodded a few times, smiling.
Bekhura beckoned to him, Jono, and Seth, and began leading them down a different road. The other three boys followed after him.
It only took a few minutes to reach the river, and Bekhura led them to a place on the bank that was high above the actual surface of the water. Yami got onto his hands and knees and peered of the edge of the cliff in wonderment, while the other three boys stood around him.
"Why are we up here?" Jono asked, blinking as he looked down. "Not that it's not a nice view, of couse."
Seth chuckled and answered for Bekhura. "Because we don't want the prince eaten by crocodiles." He hesitated for a moment, seeming as if he was about to add something. Eventually, he did. "You, however, should feel free to go down and sit by the bank."
Jono turned toward the priest, frowning. "Oh yeah, really funny. You think you're so clever."
"But I am." Seth said casually, inspecting his nails boredly.
Yami sighed as he sensed the fight picking up.
"You're not clever in the slightest." Jono responded, his temper beginning to flare. "I'd be surprised if you were as clever as a rock!"
"That'd be better than you." Seth responded icily, sneering at the blond.
Jono snarled, and Yami stood up between them. "Really, you two." The prince said, sighing again as he held his hands up toward them. "Do you really think you two should be fighting around the riv-AH!" His words turned to a yell as Jono, who had been a bit more interested in fighting with Seth than listening, had lunged at the to-be priest, knocking into the smaller boy enough for Yami to loose his footing.
Before he fell, however, the prince felt someone grab the back of his cloak and lift him clear off the ground, back up a pace, then set him back down and let go. Yami made a whimpering noise from fear and shock, clutching onto his rescuer's robes. When he heard the man's voice, he knew who it was.
"You're damn lucky I'm not Simon or the Pharaoh." Akunadin's smooth voice came from above the prince's head.
Yami had recovered enough by the time the prince had finished his words to let go of Akunadin, but didn't move any more than simply turning around for fear he'd slip again.
"And," The man continued, glaring at both Seth and Jono. "You're lucky I was here, or your petty quibbling could very well have killed your prince. Some guards and priests you're making."
He seemed to notice Bekhura for the first time, eyes narrowing as they fell on the boy's long white hair and narrowed brown eyes. "And just who are you?"
Seth, Jono, and Bekhura all froze, unsure of what explanation to give, but Yami had one. He looked up at the priest. "Don't mind him. Simon knows who he is." He answered shakily.
Akunadin turned his attention towards the boy. "He'd better. We'll find out, because I'm taking all of you back to the palace and Simon will be hearing about this mess. You know beter than to leave the palace without permission and guards, Prince Atem." He said, glaring sternly down at the boy. "And this is one of the reasons why. Worse could have happened than you nearly falling. This was INCREDIBLY stupid of you four."
Yami dipped his head slightly and sighed. "I know." He admitted. "But it was my fault; I asked them to come with me."
Akunadin didn't look much like he cared. "That doesn't matter. Follow me, boys. We're going back to the palace."
The four boys sighed and began following after the man, somewhat dejectedly. That was, until Yami's attention was grabbed by something and he whipped his head aournd suddenly to stare off down the bank.
Akunadin, Seth, and Jono, who were all ahead of the prince, didn't notice. Bekhura however turned to look as well.
A man in a dark cloak was standing by the riverbank, obviously casting a spell of somesort by the amount of magic was radiating from him. Both boys scrunched their noses, Bekhura wondering if the man realized he wasn't shielding the magic at all.
When Yami began making his way quietly toward the man, Bekhura blinked a few times and followed him. Still the other three didn't notice, continuing back to the palace without them.
Yami quietly approached the man, as Bekhura tried to figure out why the prince was acting so strangely. He didn't ask however, simply following silently.
The prince stopped moving forward once they were within hearing distance, hiding behind the corner of a building and watching the man. Bekhura stoped next to him, focusing on listening.
The man was chanting the spell they'd been sensing, though the white haired thief couldn't tell what kind of spell it was. Yami's eyes however had narrowed darkly and turned slightly red, so Bekhura figured it wasn't something good.
All of a sudden the man stopped chanting and turned, the two boys ducking back around the building and holding their breath as they hoped he hadn't seen them. It seemed he hadn't, since after staying perfectly still for over a few minutes he hadn't come near them.
Yami chanced another glance, and noticed the man was gone. He sighed in relief as he spotted him returning to the palace, and not looking for them.
"Who was that?" Bekhura asked, puttign his hands on his hips.
Yami turned to look at him, eyes returning to violet gradually. "That was Nebenkharu."
Bekhura nodded slightly. Yami had told him about the creepy advisor but Bekhura had never seen him before, having not been in the parts of the palace he would have met him. "What was he doing? I mean, what type of spell was he using?"
Yami frowned again. "He was using Shadow magic directly from the Shdaow Realm, which he's not allowed to do." The prince sighed. "I'll have to tell Simon and hope he can convince my father to do something about it, since my father certainly won't listen to me..."
Bekhura frowned as well, but nodded. Yami and his father hadn't been speaking much in the past months. They had meals at the same time, when everyone else in the palace staff did as well, but usually chose to ignore each other.
"We had better return to the palace." Yami said, sighing again. "Akunadin will be furious."
"But wouldn't it be fun to watch his face turn red?" Bekhura asked evilly, earning a light smack on the shoulder from the smaller boy.
"It would be, but I'd prefer to get in as little trouble as possible." Yami reponded, makign his way back to the palace.
"Oh, really?" The thief asked, his voice mimicking true surprise well. "You? Not want to get in trouble?"
Yami laughed, brushing a gold lock of hair back under his cloak again and looking back at Bekhura as he walked. "Very funny."
The two boys made it to the palace shortly, entering by Yami recasting the invisibility spell and the two scaling the wall of Yami's garden, which was never an easy feat. It was made easier by Yami's magic, however.
The two found the Akunadin, Simon, Seth, and Jono were all waiting in Yami's room. Yami looked a little annoyed by this, but didn't comment. He didn't get much of a chance to even if he'd wanted, as Simon rushed forward and hugged him.
Yami squeaked in surprise, blinking slightly. Simon let him go, sighing once and backing up a few paces before getting an annoyed look. "You scared me to death, Yami!" He scolded.
Yami sheepishly looked at the ground. "You weren't really supposed to find out until we were back."
Simon sighed again, chuckling. "I came to check on you because I had a feeling you'd pull a stunt like this."
"You know him too well." Seth said, chuckling. His laughter stopped when Simon turned to look at him, not appearing too amused.
"Yes, and that's why I trust him to be left with you. You're supposed to help keep him from doing things like this." The man told him, frowning.
Seth sighed but nodded, and Yami tugged slightly on Simon's robes. "Simon," The prince said, "He really did try to keep me from going. I didn't listen to him and he came with me to help watch over me."
Simon considered that for a moment, but didn't comment.
"Oh!" Yami said suddenly, eyes widening as he remembered something he wanted to tell the vizier. "I need to let you know something."
"What is it?" Simon asked, and Yami noted that Akunadin's intrest had been caught as well.
"Bekhura and I saw Nebenkharu." The prince started. "He was off to the side along the bank of the Nile. We realized he was there because we sensed his magic."
Jono and Seth had become intrested as well, focusing their attention on Yami as the boy spoke.
"Normally, it wouldn't be all that unusual. After all, we all know how horrible Nebenkharu is at cloaking his magic, even for minor spells. But he was using Shadow magic, directly from the Shadow Realm without the slightest bit of a shield. He's not to be using magic like that anyway, and without trying to control it it's even more dangerous."
Akunadin and Simon both nodded in agreement. "We'll tell your father." Simon promised. "Thouhg I have a feeling he won't do anything about it. He's been acting very strangely lately."
Yami nodded as well. "Try not to let Nebenkharu know it was me who found out about this. He'll never leave me alone." He added.
"We'll do our best." Akunadin said. He looked at Bekhura, then to Simon. "But first, who IS this?"
Simon sweatdropped, as did the boys. "This is Bekhura." Simon answered slowly. "He was homeless, and Yami offered him a place here to stay."
Yami smiled slightly, as did the other three boys. Simon was very good at telling half the truth.
Akunadin seemed to buy that. "Alright then. Let's go inform the Pharaoh about Nebenkharu."
Simon nodded, and the two men left. As they did, all four boys gave a cheer.
"They forgot to punish us." Jono said, laughing.
"Well, I think they were amused by possible being able to get the advisor in trouble." Seth commented, crossign his arms and smirking. "They don't like him either."
"Who could like him?" Yami asked, shrugging and pulling down his hood. The boy ruffled his hair slightly until it stood back up. At Bekhura's stare, Yami rolled his eyes and snickered.
The four looked up as they heard Yami's first set of doors open, and then the second doors opened as well. Anzu, Ryuuji, Honda, Mana, and Shizuka came in. Anzu was carrying a one-year old with long dark hair, who clung tightly to her. When he spotted Seth, his blue-gray eyes lit up. "Seth!" He exclaimed cheerfully, wigglign until Anzu put him down. He ran over to the brunette, and Seth picked him up.
"Did you miss me, Mokuba? I was only gone a few hours." The to-be priest said, smiling at his little brother.
Mokuba gave a serious face that nearly sent the others into giggles. "But you didn't say goodbye." The little boy accused.
Seth laughed, which made Mokuba's glare turn to a smile. "That's because I was following our idiot prince on another of his little 'adventures'."
Yami put his hands on his hips, and Mokuba giggled and wiggled to be put down again. Seth did so, and the boy ran over to Yami. "Yami!" He exclaimed happily. He frowned again, then. "Did you do something scary again?"
Yami chuckled at the boy's question and knelt down in front of him. "Of course not." He said, laughing again when Mokuba put his little hands on his hips.
"You're a liar." The little boy said, finally sending the other into fits of giggles. "You did do somethign scary!"
Yami, laughing almost too hard to respond, stodd again. "It wasn't scary for ME." He said, grinning. "For your brother maybe, but not me."
Mokuba's eyes shined. "You're not afraid of anything, are you?" He asked, voice filled with admiration.
Yami puffed out his chest. "No, nothing." He answered. "I'm completely fearless."
Bekhura snickered and elbowed the prince lightly in the ribs. "Fearless? That why you nearly broke down into tears on the riverbank?"
Yami elbowed him back. "I wasn't afraid, I was shocked."
"Same difference." Bekhura responded, elbowing him again.
Soon the two were in an elbowing fight, and Mokuba had run off to play with Ryuuji's hair. Jono was describign the day's events to Honda, which were being wuite embelished considering not much had happened, and Anzu was talking to Seth. The to-be priest seemed to be telling her what Yami had said about Akunadin, by how the girl was frowning.
The familiar noise of Yami's first doors opening caught the prince's attention, and a moment later Shaadii, Mahaado, Aishizu, and Karimu all entered the room.
"I heard you snuck out of the palace again." Aishizu commented, the fourteen year old looking more amused than anything else.
"And got caught." Karimu added, earning a smack from Mahaado. Shaadii wisely kept his comments to himself.
Yami laughed nervously. "You could say that." He reponded, nodding.
The to-be preists sighed slightly, shaking their heads.
"Prince, that's dangerous." Aishizu said, and Yami could tell she was gearing up for a lecture. "So many bad things could have happened to you that I can't even list them all. You could have been-"
"Abducted, killed, abducted and killed, and so on." Yami finished, smirking and rolling his eyes. Aishizu frowned at him, though the expression held no real emotion. The prince, having effectively finished that conversation, looked around a bit. "... Why is it that every is gathered in my room?"
"You have the cats." Bekhura answered, and Yami was amused to see him relaxing against Spot's side, Mafdet in his lap.
"Good excuse, but not good enough." Yami responded. "Besides, I wasn't really talking to you anyway. You pretty much live here anyway."
"I suppose that's true." Bekhura agreed.
Yami cupped his hands around his mouth. "Everyone!" He called, getting their attention. "You all need to clear out of my room. This is not a room for socializing."
Every chuckled at that, but began to vacate the room as per the prince's wishes. It was getting late; the boys having been out awhile and Yami was about done interacting with many people for the day.
Eventually it was just Bekhura and the cats left in Yami's room with the prince, and Yami flopped back on his bed. "Well." He said, slihgt sarcasm in his voice. "That was fun."
"What, the whole day in general, out little outing, or what we found out about that annoying man?" Bekhura asked, fiddling with Spot's tail. The leopardess's tail twitched in Bekhura's grasp while she slept, but she didn't wake up and didn't seem bothered.
"All of it." Yami answered, closing his eyes.
"Oi, don't fall asleep yet, little prince." Bekhura said, letting go of the cat's tail and shoving Mafdet off his lap so he could stand up. The rust colored cat glared at him before flopping down against Spot's side.
"Why not?" Yami asked, opening his eyes again.
The thief smirked evilly. "Remember?"
"Remember WHAT?" Yami asked, sounding a bit annoyed and closing his eyes again.
"Our plan."
"What plan?"
The thief snickered. "The one that involved your math teacher and the honey."
Yami's eyes snapped back open and he sat up, grinning evilly. "Oh. THAT plan."
A/N: Tada. I hope that The Es Factor won't return for this chapter. XD Evil, demon error.
And since I'm so nice:
Preview for Next Time: Yami's seven, and a certain blond and violet eyed teenage girl has made her way into the palace. Yami's magic has gotten even more powerful and his set of to-be priests are becoming more and more influential in the palace, as Aishizu and Yami have been having the feeling that there's going to be a radical change in the next year...
So review! And I'll get to work on the next chapter faster!
A/N: Well, didn't take TOO long to put this chapter out, and it's about the same length as last chapter. Good, yes? And the plot is back! (It has a cameo. XD) This chapter has a bit of everything; some (teeny bit) of action, and lots of humor, cuteness, chibis, and mischief.
YamiAra: XD Glad you liked. Actually, with the part about Bekhura screaming like a girl, there was more stuff along those lines but they were cut. I may post them somewhere and give a link sometime, if it's wanted. XD
XD They ARE rather mature kids... Glad you like the chapter and thanks for the review.
Starlit Hope: Yup, Yami and Bekhura are friends. They'll be getting in a lot fo trouble together... Thanks for the review!
ShadowSpirits: Glad you liked the scene with Yami and Bekhura and falling in the fountain. XD There was another version of that scene that was more humor related, but it didn't fit with the chapter. I posted it on my LJ however. Glad you liked the chapter. And do work on your fics. Pokepoke XD
AuroraIce: I dunno about the Email... Thinks I'm a ditz. Shall have to go back and find it later. It wasn't really important, but I sould send it to you again if I can find it. I'm glad you liked the chapter and thanks for the review.
Silver Nightingale: I'm glad you liked the dream, and cute Bekhura. I wanted him to be cute when little but wasn't sure if people would like it. Happy you do.
Yami's stubborness will be getting him in more trouble later on. XD Because what would this fic be without it?
Glad you liked the chapter. Thanks for the review!
Meeko-san: Thank you! And thanks for the review. Don't squeeze Bekhura too hard though. He bites. XD
Ryuujin Dragon King: I'm glad you're liking. Thanks for the review!
Borath: Super-giant review! Dead from happiness.
Snickers at comment about Yami dreaming about Bekhura
Ah, yes. XD You're absolutely right about the giving away the position thing. Take it as a temporary lapse of intelligence on Bekhura's part? XD He has to have at least one a chapter. XD
Spot is quite handy. XD And it is quite observant of Bekhura, isn't it? Snicker
And there goes Yami's stupid move of the chapter. XD Oh, wait, he has a few more this chapter... Okay, Yami's just stupid. XD Can we go with that? XD
The Es Factor! XD I have no idea what happened with this. Fanfiction.net went crazy or something. Kicks it Am calling it The Dreaded Es Error or simply, The Es Factor. XD It's fixed, though. XD I think.
Glad you thought the scene with the Indian king were well thought out.
Very happy you like the scenes between Seth and Bekhura, since they're gonna be interacting a lot.
XD! So amused to hear you say Nebenkharu reminds you of Jafar. Jafar is who I think of every time I'm writing him. XD Glad you liked Simon too, and the last scene with Bekhura and Simon.
You have boosted my ego a bit. And thanks a bunch for the huge review!
lilmatchgirl: Glad you liked, and thanks for the review!
Other Notes: The Hebrew spell killed me. XD I did my best, but I'm sure the grammar is awful. Though since this is a fanfiction, I can get away with it, yes? I tried, at least. XD But Hebrew is a confusing language...
Also, you'll notice when you read it that it is all lower case. That's not a mistake, since I know that Hebrew is has no 'case' as English has. So it's always lower case by default.
In case anyone cares, the translation of the spell is very simple and frankly, boring. XD But here it is anyway. "Make us unseen by all we don't wish to see us."
Disclaimer: Yugioh's not mine. Yeah. Inventive, aren't I?
Warnings: Nothing, I don't think. Maybe slight language.
Summary of Last Time: Bekhura made his less than grand entrance, Yami got into a fight with his father, and there was a bit of whining. XD
Preivew of this time: The plot makes a cameo! Don't blink; you'll miss it! XD The boys sneak out of the palace, and the other characters make appearances as well, including one-year-old Mokuba.
Eien; part 5
by: Amiasha
Metal clanged loudly against metal as the swords met, before seperating just as quickly as they had come together.
Yami backed up and held his falchion defensively, locking eyes with his opponent. Jono looked smug and confident, and he had a reason to; swordfighting was one place he could do better than Yami in. Academics, archery, healing, divination, and especially magic, Yami had him beat. But not in swordfighting.
The blond brushed his hair back casually, smirking at the other boy. "Hey, at least you parried this time!" He called cheerfully.
"You're amusing, Jono." Yami commented dryly, but he was smiling as well. He remembered well what had happened last time Jono had brought the weapon down toward him and he hadn't blocked. He was very lucky Simon had them practice with the bluntest of the swords, to say the least.
Simon put his hands on his hips, overseeing the two's practice. "Boys, you need to stop chatting and continue practicing." He reminded.
Jono took his advice and charged foward, taking a swipe at Yami. The smaller boy easily ducked and went past the blond, holding out his sword at the same time. Jono stumbled over the weapon, falling flat on his face.
The prince blinked down at him, and Jono glared. "... I win, yes?" Yami asked Simon, looking amused. "Since I could just... I don't know... Chop off his head or something?"
Simon sighed in exasperation as Yami helped Jono up, the blond's glare having disppeared and the boy started laughing. "Technically, yes." Simon admitted. "But you know tricks like that, clever as they may be, aren't going to help you learn to actually fight correctly."
Yami sighed as well and nodded. "Yes, I know. You're right." He conceeded.
Simon smiled at him, shaking his head. "Well, you two are free the rest of the afternoon. Have fun. And Yami, check on Seth. Last I saw Bekhura had gotten a hold of his headress."
Yami snickered slightly. It had been half a year since Bekhura had come to stay at the palace, and he and Seth had been at each other constantly. As such, the white haired boy and Jono had become partners in crime in harassing the future priest.
Jono looked a bit proud. "My plan worked, then." He said happily, puffing out his chest. As Yami and Simon both gave him looks, he deflated a bit. "...Erm..."
Yami laughed. "Come on Jono. Let's go find Seth and Bekhura."
Jono nodded and followed the prince as he left the room, both pausing to wave at Simon before leaving.
Simon watched them go, then sighed, shook his head, and returned to straightening up the classroom.
"Don't you remember LAST time we did this?" Seth asked his friend, raising an eyebrow. The brunette was sitting on the edge of Yami's bed, his slightly disheveled headress in his lap.
Yami was sitting crosslegged on the floor, smirking, Bekhura was standing with his back against one of the stone walls, arms folded, and Jono was kneeling next to the cats.
"Of course I do." Yami said dismissively, waving a hand. "But this time it won't happen."
"What are you two talkign about?" Bekhura asked, tilting his head slightly. "What exactly happened the last time you snuck out of the palace."
Seth turned his attention toward the white haired boy, pointing at Yami. "He was nearly killed. And Mahado almost had a heart attack over it."
Yami looked lazily over at the other boy. "That's why Mahaado's not coming. And I'll be fine. You worry too much, Seth."
Seth frowned and crossed his arms, but didn't add a comment.
The prince stood up, clapping his hands together once cheerily. "Well then, shall we go?" He asked, smiling brightly.
"I assume you're not going out into the city like that." Jono commented, standing as well as he looked the boy over.
Yami shook his head. "Of course not." He replied, beginning to pull off his jewelry. "I'll take off all this gold and get my cloak. You and Seth should do the same."
Seth glared. "You act like a I'm coming on your adventure." He said darkly.
Yami blinked, and looked over at him. "You're not?" He asked.
The to-be priest was about to open his mouth to confirm that, but looked up into the prince's eyes and then seemingly changed his mind and sighed. "...Fine. I'll come, just to make sure these two don't loose you in their incredible stupidity."
Twin exclamations of "Hey!" came from the two, both putting their hands on their hips at the same time.
Seth looked at them, then at Yami, who giggled a little, before the brunette sighed again and stood up. "Well, let's get to it then so we can be back before dinner." He finally conceeded, beginning to remove his golden armbands. He shot a glance at Bekhura. "Don't get any ideas."
Bekhura looked vaguely offended. "I don't steal Yami's jewelry." He commented.
"You would steal mine." Seth said, casting another glare before piling his valubles with Yami's and going to fetch a cloak from Yami's closet. While the other boy was much smaller than him, he had a few cloaks that were too big and would fit Seth. Yami selected a deep green one, and Seth chose a more common brown.
The prince ran a hand through his hair, messing with it for a few moments before the long stands broke from their usual style and fell around his shoulders. He then pulled up his hood, effectively hiding the exotic colored locks.
Bekhura looked baffled. "Do you use magic to keep your hair up or something?" He asked, tilting his head.
Yami looked over at him. "No, actually. It just stays that way unless I part it just right, then it falls down." At Bekhura's incredulous look, Yami frowned. "I have no idea why. Blame my mother. I inherited this hair from her."
"Your mother must have been an odd woman." Bekhura commented, earning a swat with a pillow from Yami. The white haired thief snickered, fending off the object with his arm. "Well, it's true."
Yami stopped beatign on the other boy, and tossed the pillow across the room. It smacked into Spot, who barely looked at it before putting her chin on it and going back to sleep.
"Can we go yet?" Jono asked, looking impatient. The blond had also put on a cloak.
"Just a second." Yami said, rumaging around in a drawer. "I have to find the invisibility spell. I haven't memorized it yet."
Everyone sweatdropped as the prince dug out his spell. Yami frowned at the papyrus. "I remember why I haven't memorized it. It's in Hebrew and I can barely read it."
Everyone sighed.
"So, if you botch this, will it kill us?" Bekhura asked annoyedly, crossing his arms.
Yami waved him off. "Of course not. It just won't work, or we'll get a different spell." The boy squinted at the writing on the papyrus. "Okay, I think I can read this. Everyone, gather together."
The did as they were told, gathering into a circle. Yami held up the spell and began reading slowly. "lanoo lo... Um... lanoo lo..." The prince squinted again. "lanoo lo neereh al... yedey... Erm..."
Everyone sighed again.
"Can you read it or not?" Bekhura asked, beginning to loose patience.
"Oh, be quiet." Yami said, glaring darkly. "I'm just forgetting some of the letters. I'll have it in a moment. Be quiet and wait."
Bekhura shut up, and Yami went back to deciphering the spell, reading over it a few times before he began to speak again. When he did, it was clearer and more confident. "lanoo lo neereh al'yedey kol totseret... anakhnoo la'asot lanoo lo leer'ot khefets."
A soft wind picked up, as it usually did when Yami cast spells. Bekhura's hair ruffled, Seth's, Jono's, and Yami's cloaks fluttered, and the candles placed around the room all flickered once before returning to normal.
Yami smiled. "I think it worked. But this is a short spell; we only have about twenty-five minutes. So we need to get going."
"If Simon realizes we're gone..." Seth began.
"That's the point of 'sneaking', Seth." Yami said, smirking evilly. "Don't get caught."
"So where are we going, anyway?" Jono asked the prince, glancing over at him.
Yami shrugged, a few strands of golden hair escaping from under the hood and shining in the sunlight. He tucked them behind his ears; gold not being a common color for hair in Egypt. Hence the reason Jono was also wearing his hood up.
"Let's go raid some stands." Bekhura suggested amusedly, unsurprised when Seth galred at him.
"We have money. No need to steal." The to-be preist said, frowning.
Bekhura smirked. "But that takes the fun out of it."
Yami sighed heavily. "No stealing, Bekhura." He said boredly.
Bekhura made a face at him. "Then what exactly are we supposed to do?"
The prince sighed and looked at him, coming to a halt. "Unlike you," He said, "I don't spend much time out of the palace. I'd like to just look around awhile."
Bekhura stared at him, then sighed. "Whatever you wish, little prince."
Yami smirked at him a bit, before returnign his attention to the city. The city was predominatly golden, with browns and whites accenting. People were everywhere, some leading horses, others shopping in the markets, and some looming in dark corners, waiting to steal things when people's backs were turned. One woman walked by them with her arms full of flowers, their scent drifting along after her past the four boys.
By this time, Yami's eyes had gone shiney and both Seth and Jono had sighed. They knew what that look meant. The prince would want to go everywhere and see everything now that he was out of the palace, and there was likely no way they'd be able to get him back there before someone realized they were missing.
Bekhura, meanwhile, had already started to lead Yami farther into the city. Jono and Seth both chased after them, not wanting to get seperated from them.
They caught up to the other boys, who had stopped at a stand. Yami was admiring some glassworks, earning an amused look from the shopkeeper as the boy seemed to know the differene in the quality of the items.
"Can I help you find something, little one?" The shopkeeper asked kindly, looking down at the prince. He figured the child was a merchant's son or someone else of equal status, and not a peasant boy. A peasant wouldn't be acting the way he was.
Yami lifted his head slightly at the voice, his eyes meeting the man's and causing him to almost immeditely look away from the prince. "Somewhat. I'd like to buy this." He said, holding up a small glass lotus.
"That's my best piece." The man said, smiling again after he got over how creepy the boy was. "It's also the most expensive."
Yami smiled as well. "Tell me how much, and I'll see if I want to spend that much on it."
Bekhura smirked as he watched the procedings carefully. He'd been putting a little bit of effort into trying to educate the prince on ways to deal with people out in the market, but so he'd thought far he'd been a bit unsuccessful as Yami wouldn't pay attention long enough for him to say much. But it seems he had gotten some of it through his head. The prince had asked in such a way that he gave the shopowner the impression he wouldn't spend much, and so the man probbaly wouldn't overcharge him in hopes the boy would purchase the item and not reject it.
As it was, the man gave a price that was reasonable, and Yami bought the item. A discreet spell later, it was unbreakable and the prince tucked it into a small pouch he'd hidden under his cloak.
"You just had to get SOMETHING, didn't you." Seth asked, more of a statement than a question, while rolling his eyes.
Yami gave a smirk as the quartet continued down the street. "Yes, I did. Your point?"
Seth sighed but didn't respond.
"Ooh! Food!" Jono said cheerily, rushing over to a nearby food stand. The others chased after, the blond admiring some fruit as they caught up to him.
Seth slapped his forhead with his palm, and Yami giggled. Bekhura joined Jono in the inspecting of the food, much to the annoyance of the stand owner who watched, his eye twitching a bit, as Bekhura picked up and considered every single one of the fruits.
"Hey, get your hands off those if you're not going to buy them, ruffian." The man said, obviously not as kind as the previous shopkeeper. Bekhura and Jono were unbothered, and didn't even look up.
Actually, the white haired thief was getting a smirk on his face, which both Yami and Seth knew meant he was planning something devious. What, exactly, they weren't sure.
They were informed a moment later, when the man leaned forward to repeat his earlier words, and Bekhura just so happened to shove the fruit in his hand forward at the same time. It made a nice splatting noise on the man's face, and immediatly Bekhura cackled evilly and ran, the shopkeeper chasing after him.
The other three boys sweatdropped, knowing the thief would join them again as soon as he lost the shopkeeper. It certainly wasn't the first time he'd done something of this sort.
While the owner of the cart was distracted, a bunch of people swarmed on the stand and raided it quickly, dispersing as suddenly as they'd came, all looking innocent and walking away. Yami and Seth sweatdropped, and then sighed as Jono walked back over to them holding a few of the fruit himself.
Yami looked up at Seth, and Seth looked down at Yami. "Just walk away." They both said quietly, turning and purposfully striding the opposite direction of the stand. "Hey, wait for me!" Jono called, and ran after them.
True to their predictions, Bekhura joined them a few minutes later, looking amused. None of the other boys asked, letting the thief just smirk cheerfully.
"Oi, little prince." Bekhura spoke up a few minutes of walking later. "How about going to see the Nile?"
Yami's eyes lit up. He'd seen the Nile before of course, but not often. The prince nodded a few times, smiling.
Bekhura beckoned to him, Jono, and Seth, and began leading them down a different road. The other three boys followed after him.
It only took a few minutes to reach the river, and Bekhura led them to a place on the bank that was high above the actual surface of the water. Yami got onto his hands and knees and peered of the edge of the cliff in wonderment, while the other three boys stood around him.
"Why are we up here?" Jono asked, blinking as he looked down. "Not that it's not a nice view, of couse."
Seth chuckled and answered for Bekhura. "Because we don't want the prince eaten by crocodiles." He hesitated for a moment, seeming as if he was about to add something. Eventually, he did. "You, however, should feel free to go down and sit by the bank."
Jono turned toward the priest, frowning. "Oh yeah, really funny. You think you're so clever."
"But I am." Seth said casually, inspecting his nails boredly.
Yami sighed as he sensed the fight picking up.
"You're not clever in the slightest." Jono responded, his temper beginning to flare. "I'd be surprised if you were as clever as a rock!"
"That'd be better than you." Seth responded icily, sneering at the blond.
Jono snarled, and Yami stood up between them. "Really, you two." The prince said, sighing again as he held his hands up toward them. "Do you really think you two should be fighting around the riv-AH!" His words turned to a yell as Jono, who had been a bit more interested in fighting with Seth than listening, had lunged at the to-be priest, knocking into the smaller boy enough for Yami to loose his footing.
Before he fell, however, the prince felt someone grab the back of his cloak and lift him clear off the ground, back up a pace, then set him back down and let go. Yami made a whimpering noise from fear and shock, clutching onto his rescuer's robes. When he heard the man's voice, he knew who it was.
"You're damn lucky I'm not Simon or the Pharaoh." Akunadin's smooth voice came from above the prince's head.
Yami had recovered enough by the time the prince had finished his words to let go of Akunadin, but didn't move any more than simply turning around for fear he'd slip again.
"And," The man continued, glaring at both Seth and Jono. "You're lucky I was here, or your petty quibbling could very well have killed your prince. Some guards and priests you're making."
He seemed to notice Bekhura for the first time, eyes narrowing as they fell on the boy's long white hair and narrowed brown eyes. "And just who are you?"
Seth, Jono, and Bekhura all froze, unsure of what explanation to give, but Yami had one. He looked up at the priest. "Don't mind him. Simon knows who he is." He answered shakily.
Akunadin turned his attention towards the boy. "He'd better. We'll find out, because I'm taking all of you back to the palace and Simon will be hearing about this mess. You know beter than to leave the palace without permission and guards, Prince Atem." He said, glaring sternly down at the boy. "And this is one of the reasons why. Worse could have happened than you nearly falling. This was INCREDIBLY stupid of you four."
Yami dipped his head slightly and sighed. "I know." He admitted. "But it was my fault; I asked them to come with me."
Akunadin didn't look much like he cared. "That doesn't matter. Follow me, boys. We're going back to the palace."
The four boys sighed and began following after the man, somewhat dejectedly. That was, until Yami's attention was grabbed by something and he whipped his head aournd suddenly to stare off down the bank.
Akunadin, Seth, and Jono, who were all ahead of the prince, didn't notice. Bekhura however turned to look as well.
A man in a dark cloak was standing by the riverbank, obviously casting a spell of somesort by the amount of magic was radiating from him. Both boys scrunched their noses, Bekhura wondering if the man realized he wasn't shielding the magic at all.
When Yami began making his way quietly toward the man, Bekhura blinked a few times and followed him. Still the other three didn't notice, continuing back to the palace without them.
Yami quietly approached the man, as Bekhura tried to figure out why the prince was acting so strangely. He didn't ask however, simply following silently.
The prince stopped moving forward once they were within hearing distance, hiding behind the corner of a building and watching the man. Bekhura stoped next to him, focusing on listening.
The man was chanting the spell they'd been sensing, though the white haired thief couldn't tell what kind of spell it was. Yami's eyes however had narrowed darkly and turned slightly red, so Bekhura figured it wasn't something good.
All of a sudden the man stopped chanting and turned, the two boys ducking back around the building and holding their breath as they hoped he hadn't seen them. It seemed he hadn't, since after staying perfectly still for over a few minutes he hadn't come near them.
Yami chanced another glance, and noticed the man was gone. He sighed in relief as he spotted him returning to the palace, and not looking for them.
"Who was that?" Bekhura asked, puttign his hands on his hips.
Yami turned to look at him, eyes returning to violet gradually. "That was Nebenkharu."
Bekhura nodded slightly. Yami had told him about the creepy advisor but Bekhura had never seen him before, having not been in the parts of the palace he would have met him. "What was he doing? I mean, what type of spell was he using?"
Yami frowned again. "He was using Shadow magic directly from the Shdaow Realm, which he's not allowed to do." The prince sighed. "I'll have to tell Simon and hope he can convince my father to do something about it, since my father certainly won't listen to me..."
Bekhura frowned as well, but nodded. Yami and his father hadn't been speaking much in the past months. They had meals at the same time, when everyone else in the palace staff did as well, but usually chose to ignore each other.
"We had better return to the palace." Yami said, sighing again. "Akunadin will be furious."
"But wouldn't it be fun to watch his face turn red?" Bekhura asked evilly, earning a light smack on the shoulder from the smaller boy.
"It would be, but I'd prefer to get in as little trouble as possible." Yami reponded, makign his way back to the palace.
"Oh, really?" The thief asked, his voice mimicking true surprise well. "You? Not want to get in trouble?"
Yami laughed, brushing a gold lock of hair back under his cloak again and looking back at Bekhura as he walked. "Very funny."
The two boys made it to the palace shortly, entering by Yami recasting the invisibility spell and the two scaling the wall of Yami's garden, which was never an easy feat. It was made easier by Yami's magic, however.
The two found the Akunadin, Simon, Seth, and Jono were all waiting in Yami's room. Yami looked a little annoyed by this, but didn't comment. He didn't get much of a chance to even if he'd wanted, as Simon rushed forward and hugged him.
Yami squeaked in surprise, blinking slightly. Simon let him go, sighing once and backing up a few paces before getting an annoyed look. "You scared me to death, Yami!" He scolded.
Yami sheepishly looked at the ground. "You weren't really supposed to find out until we were back."
Simon sighed again, chuckling. "I came to check on you because I had a feeling you'd pull a stunt like this."
"You know him too well." Seth said, chuckling. His laughter stopped when Simon turned to look at him, not appearing too amused.
"Yes, and that's why I trust him to be left with you. You're supposed to help keep him from doing things like this." The man told him, frowning.
Seth sighed but nodded, and Yami tugged slightly on Simon's robes. "Simon," The prince said, "He really did try to keep me from going. I didn't listen to him and he came with me to help watch over me."
Simon considered that for a moment, but didn't comment.
"Oh!" Yami said suddenly, eyes widening as he remembered something he wanted to tell the vizier. "I need to let you know something."
"What is it?" Simon asked, and Yami noted that Akunadin's intrest had been caught as well.
"Bekhura and I saw Nebenkharu." The prince started. "He was off to the side along the bank of the Nile. We realized he was there because we sensed his magic."
Jono and Seth had become intrested as well, focusing their attention on Yami as the boy spoke.
"Normally, it wouldn't be all that unusual. After all, we all know how horrible Nebenkharu is at cloaking his magic, even for minor spells. But he was using Shadow magic, directly from the Shadow Realm without the slightest bit of a shield. He's not to be using magic like that anyway, and without trying to control it it's even more dangerous."
Akunadin and Simon both nodded in agreement. "We'll tell your father." Simon promised. "Thouhg I have a feeling he won't do anything about it. He's been acting very strangely lately."
Yami nodded as well. "Try not to let Nebenkharu know it was me who found out about this. He'll never leave me alone." He added.
"We'll do our best." Akunadin said. He looked at Bekhura, then to Simon. "But first, who IS this?"
Simon sweatdropped, as did the boys. "This is Bekhura." Simon answered slowly. "He was homeless, and Yami offered him a place here to stay."
Yami smiled slightly, as did the other three boys. Simon was very good at telling half the truth.
Akunadin seemed to buy that. "Alright then. Let's go inform the Pharaoh about Nebenkharu."
Simon nodded, and the two men left. As they did, all four boys gave a cheer.
"They forgot to punish us." Jono said, laughing.
"Well, I think they were amused by possible being able to get the advisor in trouble." Seth commented, crossign his arms and smirking. "They don't like him either."
"Who could like him?" Yami asked, shrugging and pulling down his hood. The boy ruffled his hair slightly until it stood back up. At Bekhura's stare, Yami rolled his eyes and snickered.
The four looked up as they heard Yami's first set of doors open, and then the second doors opened as well. Anzu, Ryuuji, Honda, Mana, and Shizuka came in. Anzu was carrying a one-year old with long dark hair, who clung tightly to her. When he spotted Seth, his blue-gray eyes lit up. "Seth!" He exclaimed cheerfully, wigglign until Anzu put him down. He ran over to the brunette, and Seth picked him up.
"Did you miss me, Mokuba? I was only gone a few hours." The to-be priest said, smiling at his little brother.
Mokuba gave a serious face that nearly sent the others into giggles. "But you didn't say goodbye." The little boy accused.
Seth laughed, which made Mokuba's glare turn to a smile. "That's because I was following our idiot prince on another of his little 'adventures'."
Yami put his hands on his hips, and Mokuba giggled and wiggled to be put down again. Seth did so, and the boy ran over to Yami. "Yami!" He exclaimed happily. He frowned again, then. "Did you do something scary again?"
Yami chuckled at the boy's question and knelt down in front of him. "Of course not." He said, laughing again when Mokuba put his little hands on his hips.
"You're a liar." The little boy said, finally sending the other into fits of giggles. "You did do somethign scary!"
Yami, laughing almost too hard to respond, stodd again. "It wasn't scary for ME." He said, grinning. "For your brother maybe, but not me."
Mokuba's eyes shined. "You're not afraid of anything, are you?" He asked, voice filled with admiration.
Yami puffed out his chest. "No, nothing." He answered. "I'm completely fearless."
Bekhura snickered and elbowed the prince lightly in the ribs. "Fearless? That why you nearly broke down into tears on the riverbank?"
Yami elbowed him back. "I wasn't afraid, I was shocked."
"Same difference." Bekhura responded, elbowing him again.
Soon the two were in an elbowing fight, and Mokuba had run off to play with Ryuuji's hair. Jono was describign the day's events to Honda, which were being wuite embelished considering not much had happened, and Anzu was talking to Seth. The to-be priest seemed to be telling her what Yami had said about Akunadin, by how the girl was frowning.
The familiar noise of Yami's first doors opening caught the prince's attention, and a moment later Shaadii, Mahaado, Aishizu, and Karimu all entered the room.
"I heard you snuck out of the palace again." Aishizu commented, the fourteen year old looking more amused than anything else.
"And got caught." Karimu added, earning a smack from Mahaado. Shaadii wisely kept his comments to himself.
Yami laughed nervously. "You could say that." He reponded, nodding.
The to-be preists sighed slightly, shaking their heads.
"Prince, that's dangerous." Aishizu said, and Yami could tell she was gearing up for a lecture. "So many bad things could have happened to you that I can't even list them all. You could have been-"
"Abducted, killed, abducted and killed, and so on." Yami finished, smirking and rolling his eyes. Aishizu frowned at him, though the expression held no real emotion. The prince, having effectively finished that conversation, looked around a bit. "... Why is it that every is gathered in my room?"
"You have the cats." Bekhura answered, and Yami was amused to see him relaxing against Spot's side, Mafdet in his lap.
"Good excuse, but not good enough." Yami responded. "Besides, I wasn't really talking to you anyway. You pretty much live here anyway."
"I suppose that's true." Bekhura agreed.
Yami cupped his hands around his mouth. "Everyone!" He called, getting their attention. "You all need to clear out of my room. This is not a room for socializing."
Every chuckled at that, but began to vacate the room as per the prince's wishes. It was getting late; the boys having been out awhile and Yami was about done interacting with many people for the day.
Eventually it was just Bekhura and the cats left in Yami's room with the prince, and Yami flopped back on his bed. "Well." He said, slihgt sarcasm in his voice. "That was fun."
"What, the whole day in general, out little outing, or what we found out about that annoying man?" Bekhura asked, fiddling with Spot's tail. The leopardess's tail twitched in Bekhura's grasp while she slept, but she didn't wake up and didn't seem bothered.
"All of it." Yami answered, closing his eyes.
"Oi, don't fall asleep yet, little prince." Bekhura said, letting go of the cat's tail and shoving Mafdet off his lap so he could stand up. The rust colored cat glared at him before flopping down against Spot's side.
"Why not?" Yami asked, opening his eyes again.
The thief smirked evilly. "Remember?"
"Remember WHAT?" Yami asked, sounding a bit annoyed and closing his eyes again.
"Our plan."
"What plan?"
The thief snickered. "The one that involved your math teacher and the honey."
Yami's eyes snapped back open and he sat up, grinning evilly. "Oh. THAT plan."
A/N: Tada. I hope that The Es Factor won't return for this chapter. XD Evil, demon error.
And since I'm so nice:
Preview for Next Time: Yami's seven, and a certain blond and violet eyed teenage girl has made her way into the palace. Yami's magic has gotten even more powerful and his set of to-be priests are becoming more and more influential in the palace, as Aishizu and Yami have been having the feeling that there's going to be a radical change in the next year...
So review! And I'll get to work on the next chapter faster!