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Yugi came from his room when he heard sobbing. It was coming from the bathroom. He knocked, but he still heard sobbing. He slowly opened the door to find Aida sitting on the floor with a towel wrapped around her. She was crying. She suddenly looked up shocked that someone was there.
"I. . . I'm sorry," Yugi said turning around and blushing, "I just heard you crying, and I was worried."
"I'm fine," she said with a cold tone going through her voice, "I don't need you worrying about me." She swept past him and went into her room.
Yugi could not understand what was bothering her, but maybe Yami could. Then she might give him the information that he wanted so badly.
Aida had dressed back into her bedclothes, and combed through her wet, ebony colored hair. She looked out the window wondering what was going to happen next. In all of these 5000 years that she had searched for the Pharaoh, she had never expected it to turn out like this. He had forgotten everything, and even seeing her did not jog his memory. Could she really keep to her vow that she made 5000 years ago if he remembered nothing? It caused a pain in her she felt threatened to engulf her completely. Tears started to stream down her cheeks once again. She pushed her face into the bed while she curled up on the floor. She cried harder. How could he forget?
There was a knock on the door, and Yami entered the room. "What do you want?," she asked quickly wiping away her tears so he would not see.
"Why are you crying?," he asked.
"I'm not," she said keeping her back to him.
"Then why are you upset?," he tried from another angle.
"What exactly is the purpose of this quizzing?," she asked looking back at him, "I am fine. I appreciate the hospitality, but I am not sure if I can stay here."
"What do you mean?," he asked wondering, "You are allowed to stay here as long as you like."
"The invitation may be there," she said turning around, "but it is whether I can attend that is still in question."
"I don't understand," he was confused. Why was she talking in riddles?, "there is something you aren't telling me. Please, I only want to help you. What is it that you know?"
"I am not sure if I should tell you," she replied, "if you do not remember, then maybe that is the way it is supposed to stay," she looked down at her feet, "but then why have I been brought back again and again awaiting your return. . ." She looked over into his eyes. Then she knew. Even if she meant nothing to him, he had the right to know about his past. She walked over to the bed and motioned him over. He sat down wondering what it was that she knew.
"Like I was saying in the apartment, after my first death 5000 years ago, I was awoken for the first time. I went in search of you. I knew things had dramatically changed. The shadow games had ceased, and I felt the magic had been locked away. I did not care about this. The only thing I wanted was to find you. I returned to our palace, but it had been deserted. There was one person there, however. A caretaker was watching over it. He called himself Shadi. I asked him where you were, and. . .," she turned away from him. Tears ran free down her cheeks.
"You can tell me when you are ready," he said as he turned her toward him. Her eyes were the color of moonlight, and they showed pain. Something inside him burned for her. He let go of her, and went to the door, "I will wait until you are ready." She looked down at the ground ashamed of her tears. "Goodnight, Aida," he said, and then shut the door. Why was she showing him this vulnerable side of her? Why did she, for the first time in her many lives, suddenly break down in front of someone? In her heart, though, she knew why. She knew why she loved him, and why she felt she must protect him from anyone who stood in his way to save the world from the evil that lurked in it. She pulled back the blankets on the bed, and almost instantly fell asleep.
Yugi had taken over once again, and went to his room. He sat down on the bed and looked over at the transparent form of Yami leaning against the wall deep in thought.
"What are you thinking about, Yami?," Yugi asked him.
"When she was telling me about the past, she said something very strange," he said with his brows furrowing, "she said she returned to 'our' palace. What did she mean by that?"
"Gee, I don't know," Yugi replied, "she may be able to tell us more tomorrow."
"Perhaps," Yami said frowning, "I did not understand what she was trying to tell us. When she was telling us of the past there were many things I did not understand, but get some sleep, Yugi. You still have to go to school tomorrow."
"Oh, yeah," Yugi replied getting under the covers, "with all that happened today I almost forgot."
With that Yugi fell asleep, and his dreams were filled with strange and scary events. He was in the middle of a duel, but there were no cards. He was commanding his monsters. He looked to his right. A woman approached. Panic hit him.
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