Angela: Chapter 4 now. And I know some of you are curious to know what the Pharaoh and his castle folk are doing, am I correct? Exactly. Now, on to business.
Yami-Malik: …. I hate this….
Angela: I don't own anything but Zakari, the Star, and Yumiko in this story. And the plot. And the song in the quote.
Review Responses:
Computerfreak101: Hey, thanks for the present! -grins- But uh... Oh boy.. Why did THEY get the flamethrowers! YEs, this one IS longer, I swear! -whispers- By one paragraph... -Normal voice-... Glad I have a loyal reviewer finally! And, they all said thanks, and... The three you gave flamethrowers... Plus the one Y. Marik took from me... They took those weapons, and now are destroying my -CRASH!- Room... And I actually finished writing this fic, but I have to type it all up, so look for its next chapter!
yu-gi-ohlover: Uhm, weel, since you said Kelpy, I'll assume it's Liz, but either way, thanks for the review!
animelover: THANKS! You're one of the few who have said it so far. I'm glad! Hiope you'll become a faithful reviewer!
Allisters Oricalchos Vampire: I'll assume you meant 'story', but either, way thanks alot. You're addicted? Maybe I am good if you think so.. I dunno. Am I?
Oh, and as a side note to an 'author' who reviewed Tears of Blood, A New Beginning: Uhm, yeah. I was tempted to insult you and all, but I won't. I don't want to be mean, like I would normally do... I was reading your review, and sadly, it made me laugh. I can't even consider it a real flame. First, because you spelled 'and' wrong, and because as the worst Yu-Gi-Oh! fanfic you've ever read, I sympathize. Because it's not even a YGO story, it's a YYH one. So, if you plan to flame me again, please, just do two things? One, actually flame for the correct category, and two, if you don't like it, then don't bother to read, ok? I won't force you to read my stuff, I'm not an English teacher. But thanks for the review anyway, even if was a flame... I'll try to do better, though it would help if you'd told me what you didn't like. And yeah, I sort of think it's bad too, it was written THREE YEARS ago, when I FIRST started writing. But whatever.
-Quote:
"I hate you; you hate me, let's work together and kill Barney! With a knock to the head, Pharaoh announced him dead. Oops, I think Barney's dead again!" – (Bakura and Yami Yugi in my fic, Oops, I think he's dead!)-
"Surely, my lord, you do not intend to follow him yourself!" "Yes, Jono." Atemu answered. "But, my Pharaoh! Why not leave the job to the guards! They are on the trail now!" "I don't care! I-" "My Pharaoh, please reconsider," said a soft voice. "Za…" She knelt before him. "I know I am out of place… But… Speak not, tell all…" she said quietly. "Stand, my queen. I shall stay, for now. However, I want him found soon! Or I shall go!" Zakari nodded. "Fair enough, my Pharaoh." Atemu waved away the men, placing a kiss on his wife's cheek. "Come, my queen. To our bedchambers." "I agree…" she smiled as she said this, following. He chuckled lightly. "The Priests want an heir…" She looked at him, a sad look flitting across her features, only to vanish. "My Pharaoh..." She shook her head. "What is it?" "I… Must speak with you about the lack of an heir…" she said quietly. "What could be wrong?" "I have spoken to Isis about this… And we have determined that…" she didn't finish her sentence. "What?" He looked at her curiously. "I am… barren…" she flinched visibly as she said this. His eyes narrowed. "You are barren?" "Very much so…" she whispered, a look he could not identify flashed across her face, and then vanished. He stopped walking, and turned towards the temple. "I will be with you later, Zakari. I have to attend to something at the temple." He walked away quickly, and she nodded once, before heading off to talk to Teana, a servant she knew well.
Yumiko opened her eyes, and looked around. Bakura was a few feet away, and seemed to be arguing with someone. She got up, brushing sand from her hair. Slowly, she started to walk away from where she had been lying, headed in the direction opposite of where Bakura was standing, and she looked back once. 'What in the name of Ra was I thinking? Thinking he could ever like me…That I could ever rival him in thieving skills, or that he'd even care if I was scorpion food… I'm nothing, just a street rat, a brat with nowhere to go, no one to run to. I have nothing of value, no home… I'm just a street rat with a name that isn't even truly my own…' She shook her head, refusing to let the tears fall. 'Yumiko…What a laugh…Choosing a name from some old scrolls I found in an abandoned village…I didn't even know what it meant, until I looked it up…Simply another form of the name Rumiko, the Goddess of the Nile…How could I ever think I was anything more than what I am?' She sighed, and continued to walk away, never realizing someone was following her until they grabbed her arm. "Where do you think you're going?" Bakura's voice asked, as he held her arm tightly. She stiffened, then tried to pull away. "Let me go, Tomb Robber. I may be a street rat, but at least I don't defile the tombs of those dead." He gave a short, barking laugh. "Girl, they don't need any of it anyway. They already had a good life, they don't need a good afterlife too." He turned her around, his face serious. "Now where do you think you are going?" he asked. She shrugged. "Wherever the sands take me, I guess," she answered. "Now let me go." She pulled away, and was surprised to find his grip had loosened. She looked back at him, and then shrugged. "You aren't much of a King of Thieves, if you can't even control your facial features," she said, as a bunch of unidentifiable emotions flitted across his face in succession, each lasting a few seconds before being replaced by a new one. At her comment, his face went blank, and his eyes narrowed. "You should learn the meaning of silence," he snapped, his hands curling into fists. She simply laughed once, before flopping down onto the ground. He blinked, confused. "You, girl, make no sense at all. Are you going or staying?" he snapped. "In the name of Ra… You do care about the girl!" said a guy behind them. Bakura whirled, and glared at the guy who Yumiko had been talking to before she'd been, as Bakura'd put it, stupid. "Keep your mouth shut and maybe I won't kill ya…" he growled back. The guy just shrugged, and laughed again. "Sure Boss. I'll do that," he answered, turning to go back. Yumiko looked at his retreating back, and sighed, shaking her head. "I'm starting to regret knowing you people… Actually, I'm starting to regret ever setting eyes on that damned garden of his…" Bakura chuckled slightly. "That'll teach ya to steal from rich people." "Duh." She sighed again, and started going back to the camp. "Might as well stay for now… I could use the company anyway, I suppose," she said, before he could respond. She grinned slightly to herself. 'Never know what to expect from me…Never will...'
Atemu glared at the dirt for a moment, before entering the temple before him. "Seth!" he yelled impatiently. Seth came, and bowed to him. "Yes, my Pharaoh?" "What is this my queen has told me of being barren?" Atemu asked his voice almost at a growl. "Ah, that. Yes, Isis told me she and the queen had spoken about this… It seems that yes, in choosing a servant for a queen, you have chosen the one servant barren," Seth answered him, his Rod at his side. Atemu growled. "How is that possible?" Atemu asked him, eyes narrowed. "Well… Isis has had a small chat with your queen, and it seems all is not as it seems, my Pharaoh," Seth answered. "What do you mean?" Atemu asked. "Well… It seems Zakari is not just a simple servant girl, or even a simple human… It seems, my Pharaoh, that she was also Rumiko, Goddess of the Nile, only a few years ago. She and Isis believe this is the reason she is barren," Seth said quietly. Atemu stared at him for a moment, then turned on his heel and stalked out. He quickly made his way into the palace, and walked right by Zakari, who was sitting with Teana and chatting about who knew what.
Angela: Strange how Teana and Zakari are like best friends, but their reincarnations can't stand each other.
Yami Yugi: What's up with that?
Angela: No idea, Yami.
Yugi:-.-;
Yami Yugi: ….. I hate you people.
Angela: Review, I give out to people… Um… I give out to people Easter baskets of candy! A day or so late, of course...
Guy: I need a name, ya know!
Angela: Oh yeah… Readers, this is the guy Yumiko talked to. He'll be part of the plot soon enough, so he needs a name. So, I'm doing a contest. Go ahead, Guy.
Guy: You can send review and give up to three names per reviewer for Guy, er, me. The winning name's creator will get full credit for the name, and a Yami Bakura plushie, complete with a rose, and perhaps a fic about their own OC. Second and third place winners will get an emailed picture of Yami Bakura, and a hug.
Angela: Now send in those reviews! By the way, flames are accepted and used to roast marshmallows for me and the bishies. But if you flame me, at least give me a reason please. And Be nice! Ish. Nice-ish. And also… Could one of you lovely reviewers send me a new flamethrower? Yami-Malik took mine… ;;
YM: MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!