…The disclaimer is, in short, I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! (Or Yuugiou if you prefer to spell it that way) because if I did, it wouldn't focus around the pharaoh with the rainbowfied porcupine hair. It would focus around our favorite thief and tombrobber, Bakura, and it would be called Tou-Zoku-Oh! Or Touzokuou… depending. *sweatdrop* Yah, so, you can definitely tell I don't own it.
Um, I'm truly sorry it took so long to update. -__- And, I realize that I did forget to mention the scar on his cheek, but I did fit it in this chapter. And Yami Baku's going to have more Ancient Egypt flashbacks now, so… yay! Thank you all for reading! Doomo arigato gazaimasu!
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Looking down at the boy with hair so similar to my own, I felt a weird sense of being disorientated. I sat down and watched the boy again try to ask me the same question. I remember that so well, even though that was only when I first met him. I didn't know it then, but this kid was my only reincarnation.
And, another thing I didn't know quite then, looking at the kid, is that he'd bring back memories of my past life that I had hoped would never, ever haunt me again.
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I bent my will towards the Sennen Ring. It's pointers jiggled in response. As much as I hated the fact that I had been stuck in the thing for so many years, I knew I still held complete control over it.
//Ring//I thought to it,//Shatter the language barrier between the boy and I and allow me to understand the boy's language.//
The Ring glowed around the boy's neck and then fell dormant again.
"Wha-Where am I?" the boy asked of me and this time I understood him.
"You are... here." I responded, but faltered. Where in Ra's name is 'here', anyway?
If the ring was here... then I wasn't in the ring any longer. And the room wasn't the same any more. The wall that showed the outside world was on the far wall, and then the rest of the room was bare, the floor, soft, and there were two doors as well.
"Where is here?" the boy frowned, "I'd much rather like to be where I was before."
He looked at the wall with the image of the world outside of here on it, "Is that the way back? Through there?" he asked and looked back at me.
I glanced at the wall. Was it? I'm not sure. But I wanted to be the first to find out, and I wanted my freedom. For all I care, let the boy be stuck here instead of me! I got up from the floor and walked over to the wall and touched it. My fingers passed through it, and I felt I had control over something much bigger than I could understand. I walked through and a blinding light hit me, I closed my eyes and the light left, but had also left me... in the outside world.
//Am I out?// I thought to myself. I looked at my hands. They were the boys hands, alright. I'm the boy in this world. I put down the building block the boy had been holding and stood up and walked to the door and looked around the corner. There were so many things I'd never seen before. The floor had carpets that felt soft underneath my feet. I could smell the aromas of food wafting in from another room. I was out. I was free. No longer was I contained in the void of the Ring!
/Hey! Where'd you go?/ the boys voice rang through my head. I looked around, where was the voice coming from? No... it was definitely coming from my head. I grasp the Ring in my hands and concentrated on going back to where I was before. Again, a bright light hit me, so blinding that I closed my eyes, and, once again, opened them to find myself back inside the corridor with the two doors with the boy.
"There you are!" said the boy, "Is that the way back? You went through there!"
"Yes."
"Oh good! I can go home! Father wanted me to clean up my blocks and then go eat, I'd better hurry or I'll be late for supper!" the boy ran at the wall, and straight through it.
The image on the wall rippled like a stone hitting water, and it moved quickly, as if seen through the eyes of the boy. I watched the wall, deep in thought. That entire event was the first unordinary thing I'd done in such a long time. I was beginning to understand a few things about this whole place.
If you went though the wall, you controlled the body. If you're here, you can watch what whoever in control is doing with the body. And during that time, you can direct thoughts towards each other in a sort of...conversational... matter.
I didn't know the boy, but I knew he would serve as my host so I can use his body now that I'm free. Even if he doesn't agree to it, I still have control over the Ring, and I can use it's magic to get my way and control my new vessel anyway. I pondered this. What was I going to do, now that I was free? Get caught up with the times. I know I've been here a long, long time. How long I couldn't be sure of.
I shook my head and looked back at the wall. The boy was being served a bowl of some sort of strange food. I could smell it, but I couldn't compare it to anything. It smelt good, but I wasn't hungry. Hell, I hadn't been hungry in centuries, why should I start now?
Looking around the corridor I once again took note of the two doors. On the right there was a lightly colored pastel blue door. The wall was made out of a soft, light colored wood. On the left, there was a heavy wooden door, emblazoned with a gold finish. The wall was dark, a pitch black. The entire corridor split in the center, one half of the room light, the other, dark. The floor was the only thing that remained a constant reddish purple rug on top of bare floor.
Well, then. There's a room for both the boy and me. I'm more attracted to the dark door, it'll be my room. I walked over and opened the door and poked my head in and frowned. It was the same room I'd been trapped in for thousands of years. I spat at the floor and watched it disappear before it even hit the floor. Strange unexplained things happened like that here. I really didn't care what the boy's room looked like, so I went into my room, and stupidly left the door open and took of my red cloak and fell asleep.
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Under the shade of palm tree along the mighty Nile, a boy with short silvery white hair twitched in his sleep, rolled over, and opened his eyes.
"Mom, dad, brother...are you here?" he whispered with some difficulty against his scratchy throat, "Is anyone here?"
"No... no one..." the boy answered himself and sat up, "I'm in denial already..."
He flicked a small stone into the river with his finger and stared at the ground as if it were the most interesting thing he'd ever seen. He sighed and stood up and climbed the nearest palm tree. Shimmying up to the top, he kept his eyes down the entire time. Something was definitely troubling the boy. And at such a young age too... pity...
The boy reached the top and sat on the large fan like leaves at the top and rested his feet on a couple of coconuts. The tree bent a little under his weight. Then he finally looked up and into the distance. He had already anticipated what he now saw before him... though he was hoping it to be just the way it was only a few days before. But he knew it would never, ever be the same again.
What he saw made his heart sink. His home city was destroyed and still burning, still smoking, and now all but a pile of rubble all from the massacre that went on merely the night before. It used to be Kurueruna, the Thief City of Egypt. However, the night before the priests of the palace used it as a sacrifice to quell the fighting gods. And there hadn't been any warning either... they were a town of thieves, but a warning was the least they could have done... but no... They just stormed in with hundreds of warriors and they burnt things, killed people. And a scar, a single scar, in the shape of a double-crossed t on the boy's right cheek would forever remind the boy of the tragedy the night before held.
"I'm all... alone now." They boy said to himself. His once cheerful eyes fogged over and he sighed. He slid down the tree and sat down against it. "Well... it must be my destiny to still be alive. I'll just... go with the flow of things. I wonder what fate has in store for me next..."
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