A/N: So here it is... Thats all. No answers to reviews this chapter, I am just to tired, but next time I will I promise!

Disclaimer: Nah, I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh.

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Three months later, Elvis was starting to find her rhythem with the rest of palace life. Mostly due to Nara, who had taken on a mother quality. The older woman was always helping Elvis get use to her new life. And the two settled into a ruetine. Nara would never admit to it, but Elvis knew that they were friends. They had started to spend every lunch together. That is, after they served the Pharaoh. Atem had seemed to forget about Elvis all together. He always had a question for her but besides that nothing. When the pharoah would leave, Nara and Elvis would take out a basket to the court yard and eat there next to the pond. Elvis was always weary of this spot because of her incounter with Bakura. But Nara had been right about the palm oil and the cut had healed without a scar.

On a lucky day the girls would be joined by Mahaado, who also had a close relationship with Elvis. She had never forgot the way he had helped her. The two were quick to become friends. The old cook thought the young warrior was funny and because of that she approved of him. Nara always tried to pack any extra food she could because Mahaado had an appitite like a cow! Soon it just became ritual for the three friends to eat every day together. During these times Elvis felt a sence of security and hope.

Elvis had also found her way arround the desert palace. She rarely ever got lost. When she did though, Seth was usually there to help her find her back on track. Not from the kindness of his heart but the fact that he was going to keep his word. When he wasn't busy he was watching her. His sispitions still were on a high. He had settled with having lunch with the group but always from a distance. During their 'walks' through the palace, is when Elvis had some of her most interesting talks with Seth.

"So what is it that you do for the Pharoah?"

"You would like to know that wouldn't you spy!" The priest hissed back.

"Fine if you don't know what you are here for-" Elvis teased. She had leaned how far she could push Seth without going to far. She knew what buttons to push to get what she wanted. The only thing she had a problem with was reading his emotions or feelings. The man always wore the same face!

"Of course I know! I am his protector and chief adviser!" He sneered at her.

"Sounds important..."

"Of course it is!" The conversation stopped there. Seth didn't threaten her as much as he use to but he was still very mean. Elvis soon got use to him watching her from every corner. She did you job in the corner and soon she had learned all 23 cooks names and they all new her. Most of them liked her. Some of the girls were jelious that she got the Priest's attention. Elvis told them all that they could take it any time they wanted.

Elvis often thought of home, in the future. She did what research she could when she had time in her busy schedule. She didn't find out much. These people were very superstitious and Elvis still had a hard time believing in some of the things they told her. Nara seemed to be annoyed with that, but she never voiced her oppinion aloud. Mahhado on the other hand tried to make Elvis understand. He failed miserably. She asked about time travil during one of their dinner dates.

"Does anyone know how to travil across time?" Elvis broke the silence.

The other two looked up at her with puzzling looks. "Why do you ask that?" Nara asked her.

"I don't know, it was just something I was wondering. Do you know?" Elvis pressed the subject.

"No, I don't think so." Nara answered.

"I have heard of something like that before. Yeah! I think the Pharoah gets his power from his little necklace thing. It is said to give him great powers, maybe that is one of them." Mahaado explained.

"Really? How does it work-" Elvis was cut off.

"Now don't you go worring about that you here! Thats a bunch of trouble! The power of Ra is ment for the Pharaoh, and I know the High Priest is just looking for a reason to kill you! So you stay away from that okay!" Nara shot a nervous glance towards Seth on the other side of the court yard. He was eating the lunch that had been prepared for him by Nara's newest apprentice. His eyes were fixed on Elvis though.

"Okay, I will. Don't fret Nara. I will stay away." But Elvis new that she wouldn't. She would have to figure out some way to get closer to that weird pryamiod shaped necklace that Atem was always wearing. Nara looked relieved though so Elvis dropped the subject. "What are we preparing for dinner tonight Nara?"

"Lamb."

"Yes!" Mahaado's favorite.

"We will have to start the fires early." Elvis added.

"Thats right, go get your cooking clothes on and I will see you back in the kitchen's." Nara said and then stood up. She collected the plates and the clothe and put in in a basket she had made herself. She then nodded to the two younger friends and went on her way.

"That is my cue to leave as well. See ya later Elie." Elvis had adopted the nickname from most of the workers in the palace. She smiled at him and then he grabbed his short sword and left. Elie collected her things and then stood. Seth was already next to her.

"I am only going to my quarters."

"How do I know that? You could be lying." He countered.

"Fine then, lets go." It use to be that the priest would walk behind her but now he walked beside her. "You know I really don't understand why you fallow me around when Bakura is still on the loose." Mistake.

"You know about Bakura! Tell me!" He turned to her with a new blaze in his eyes. Bakura had not stopped coming. More than once his stop involved speaking with Elvis, or as he liked to call her his pet. Elvis fear kept her mouth shut but she had finally let something slip.

"I have only heard the rumors in the kitchen. Word spreads so quickly through the palace of these sort of things." Elie lied.

"Yes, I suppose they do." He resumed walking. "Nothing has stopped the thief! He is stil a plague to the Pharaoh and I do not know how to stop him." Seth seemed to be thinking of the matter very hard.

"Well, couldn't the Pharoah use his necklace to stop him?" Seth turned towards her again.

"What do you know of the Pharoahs item? It doesn't matter. The pharoah has tried that but that bastard has an item of his own." Elie had seen it many times. It was a large ring that hung from Bakura's neck. She had made the mistake of trying to touch it once. Bakura had a dagger to her throat in a second. Then he laughed it off and told her if she ever did it again he would kill her.

"Is that so?"

"Look! I don't understand wh you are asking so many questions, but you stay away from the Pharoah's item! This is none of your concern." The threat was clear in his voice and Elie knew that was all the information he was getting from her today.

They walked the rest of the way in silence. They reached her small room and Seth waited outside for her to finish with her changing. Elie pushed open the door and started to rumage in her few belongings. She finally found her cooking uniform and prepared to change. All of her clothes were to big for her now. On an acient Egyptian appitite one loses a lot of weight. Elie was now very thin, but that wasn't the only change. Her skin had darkened in the sun filled days that she had been there. Her hair was now longer. It fell to her shoulder blades. It was also brown, the sun had done that as well.

When she turned around Bakura was standing there. She gave a tiny shoot. And Bakura covered her mouth with his bandaged hand.

"That excited to see me?" he removed his hand. Elie was quite. He smirked and then sat back on her bed. Seth was down the hallway a ways and had not heard her.

"What are you doing here? Can't you just leave me alone?" Elie begged.

"Oh but pet, how can you say that? Your my eyes and eyes in this palace. How else am I suppose to get my information?" Bakura knew very well that Elie never told him anything about what happened in the palace of great importance. But everytime he came he asked her what news she had. "Now what news do you have for me?"

"Tonight we are surving lamb." Elie answered.

"Really, maybe I will stop by then."

"Stop it! I really do have work to do! So please leave so I can change!"

"And miss the show. Nah, I think I will stay and watch." Elie should have seen that coming.

"Look Seth is out there and-"

"On first name bases all ready? Wow." He mocked.

"And I don't want him suspecting anything! He already watches my every move!"

"So he has seen you change? But how is that fair. He gets to watch and I don't?"

Elie turned read. "Of course he hasn't, but he is out there right now, and I don't want to get in any more trouble! Please leave." Elie begged.

"Well lets go say hi to him. It will only take a second." He stood and walked to the wooden door. Elie sprang into action. She grabbed at one of his lean arms. When she had a good enough hold on him she pulled. He looked back at her. "No? His loss. I am sure he would be glad to see me." He laughed.

"Just go steal somethiong and leave me alone!"

"Steal? STEAL? I am insulted. What would make you think I come here just to steal?" Elie looked at him. "Okay, you caught me, I was just looking around. That captain of the guards is really bothering me though. He has more than trippled the guard arround the palace, maybe I should just kill him off."

The captain of the guard was Mahaado. Panic rose to Elie's face.

"Oh I know, you and the guard are friends aren't you. I have seen eating lunch together with that older hag. You would be devistated if something happened to him, wouldn't you?" When Elie didn't answer Bakura laughed. "He is safe for now but if he gets in my way again, I won't hesitate to kill him. He was lucky this time. Not his three guards at the north gate though. They were just annoying, so one by one I killed them slowly and painfu-"

"Stop! Stop! I get it. Okay! Please just stop. Leave me." She fell to her knees.

"Alright pet. I will go. See you soon." Bakura smiled and stepped out of the window that was on Elie's far wall. He winked and then disappeared like always. She was still shaking as she dressed herself. It was lose but she didn't mind. She took a piece or rop e and tied it around her mid-drift. When she had finished changing she stepped out into the halls.

"It took you nearly fifteen minutes to change! Woman and their damn need to look perfect! And you didn't even do a good job." Seth said out of frustration. He marched away from her. He was always saying rude things like that to her. She was starting to get use to it. She fallowed in step behind him.

"I will see you at dinner." She then parted from him and went into the kitchen.

'I wander why she was so quiet today. She was unusually pale as well. Maybe she is hiding something. I will have to keep a closer eye on her.' Seth thought to himself. He walked to his place beside Atem. The ruler looked at his priest.

"I believe I will take supper outside tonight. The girls will be preforming. And the sky is clear. Do tell the kitchen maids." Seth bowed and then hurried back. He banged on the kitchen door. When the door opened Elie was standing behind it.

"Are you going to fallow me around in here too?"

"Do I have a reason too?"

"No, I just wan- Wait why are you here?"

"The Pharaoh will take his supper out in the courtyard! Make sure it is done." He then turned away from her.

"Yes sir." She answered and then slowly shut the door. She turned into the kitchen and made her announcement. "Everyone, the Pharoah wants his dinner out side tonight. Lets make it happen!"

"Make everything extra hot! It will cool quickly in the night air." Nara added more dirrection.

Elie took her position back at her fire and continued on her portion of the meal. She worked hard as she could. When they all finished with the meal, it took two dozen slaves to carry all of the fiest out. When it was all done, they were wiping the sweat from their brows.

It looked marvilous outside. The torches sent a magical glow over the tables. Lotus flowers decorated the tables and added a nice sent to the spicy foods. Well Elie thought it was beautiful at least. Nara on the other hand could only nit pick at things that were amiss. She was ordering the 'crew' around until the very last second when the pharoah was being announced.

Mahaado stood at the top of a group of stairs. Elie noticed that he had armer on tonight. "Make way for the Pharoah Atem!" His voice echoed across the courtyard. The priest were first to come out. The last one was Seth. Elie noticed he wasn't wearing that tall hat anymore. She had bugged him many times about it. She guessed it had finally gotten to him. Next came Atem. He looked fantastic. He wore gold all over his body. It was on his arms, neck, chest and legs. His hair was the same as ever with it's three shades.

He walked slowly to his seat, letting every one have a good look at him. He sat and then all his guests did. There were a lot of them and they all required someone to look after them. Elie had been assigned to one of the priests. She was happy that atleast it wasn't the Kaiba look alike. The man that she was serving was very old though. He ate like an animal and it disgusted her. He drank wine with great haste too. He would be drunk by the end of the night.

The dancers came out. They moved with grace and beauty to the beat of the instraments. This was something Elie could never do. Although she was now almost as thin as any other woman in the palace, she had two left feet and was known to be clumsy. Nara was determined to beat it out of her though. Atem seemed to be very interested in the girls in front of him. Well all the guys seemed to be interested in the dancers, except for Seth. He didn't seem to be interested in anything around him. He wasn't watching the girls, he wasn't eating, all he was doing was stairing out at the palace walls. He held his rod across his lap in a ready position. He then looked over at the same time Elie was watching him. She turned her gaze back at the dancers to hide her red face.

"I said pour me another glass you wrench!" The priest in front of her yelled. Elie jumped into action. She grabbed the bottle of wine on the table and began to pour. The man did not tell her to stop until she had his cup over flowing with the vile drink. As she finished pouring the drink the song finished too. Atem stood.

"Please now, my guest, rise and dance, enjoy your time here at my home!" His voice spread across the area. Everyone cheered and stood to dance. Partners were choosen quickly, although Elie noticed many girls flooding over to him. She stepped back and leaned against the wall, she was relieved that someone else would now have to deal with the drunken priest. But Elie would not be able to rest. Seth was now in front of her.

"Dance with me." It wasn't a request, it was an order.

"I don't know how."

"That is ridiculus!"

"No, I really don't." She had no idea how people danced during ancient Egypt, she was almost possitive that it was nothing like the way teens danced in the future. The thought made Elie realize that she didn't know how old he was. She assumed he was younger, he looked it. "How old are you?"

"What?"

"You age?"

"I am 18 years old." He was young, and Elie was suprized just how young he was. "Now dance with me."

"You will be disappointed."

"I am not dancing with you to be enterrtained." Seth grabbed her hand and dragged her amoung the other couples dancing. "I saw you watching me tonight. Tell me why." Elie should have guessed it was something like that.

"I was noticing that you weren't watching the dancers. And you weren't eating either. I thought it was strange. Then I noticed he had your rod in your lap. Are you expecting danger tonight Mister Seth?"

"That is none of your business! That is enough of that." But it was to late, by the tone in his voice, Elie knew that Seth was keeping an eye out for trouble. She guessed thats why all the warriors were in armor this evening.

The two danced, not very well, for the rest of the song. When it stopped Elie pulled away. When she turned to leave, Seth took hold of her shoulder.

"Where are you going?" He asked her.

"I figured you were done with me, so I was going to leave."

"How old are you?"

"What?"

"Well you asked my age, I think it only fair that I know yours as well."

"I am 16. I will turn a year older in a couple of weeks though." When she answered the next song started up. The priest quickly took her in his arms again and swung her deeper into the crowd of people. "Why do you dance with me? You don't even like me!"

"That may be true, but danger seems to be attracted to you. I figure if I am looking out for trouble the best place is to be where the trouble starts."

"Well thank you kindly." Elvis said sarcastically.

"So dance with me." Seth stil wore his expressionless face and Elie had no idea what to think of him anymore. The dance continued and Elie watched the other girls around her to see what she should be doing. "You weren't kidding, you don't know how to dance, no wonder you are so clumsy."

"Well aren't you just full of compliments tonight! Your pretty bad yourself." Elie said in her defense.

"You aren't really affended by it, beside you don't really care what I say do y-"

"Excuse me, but may I have a go with the young lady?" Seth looked down at the stranger, but could not see his face. He was wearing a red coat that had a hood covering his face.

"Who are you?" The priest demanded. He dropped his hold of Elie.

"An old friend of the pharoah's. Please the young lady is all that I am interested in."The stranger persisted. Seth stepped aside. This was maybe the one time that Elie could read Seth's expressions. He was mad! But she would have to think about that later. She bowed to her new dance partner and then reached out to take his hand. He accepted and twirled her away from the priest.

"You looked comfortable with him. Did I interupt something important?" The voice had begun as crackly and old but turned to a deep reach sound.

"Bakura?" Elie whispered in shock.

"Yes. Isn't it wonderful, I am at the pharoahs party, right under his nose! Sometimes I sliegh even myself. Come on keep up! You are horrible slow with dancing."

"I haven't had much practice."

"But I came for some fun, looks like I will have to entertain myself yet again. Where should I start?"

"You could start by going home!"

"Now where is the fun in that? Please now, you can't be serious!" he twirled her around again. "He watching us you know?"

"Who?"

"That priest of yours, I must say I put him in a bit of a bad mood. He has been watching us ever sence I cut in." Bakura smiked to himself.

"You are being ridiculus! I really don't see why you have to bothe-" Elvis started but was cut off by Bakura.

"Excuse me dear but this is my time to shine. My boys won't wait for me any longer." He said with mystery in his voice. Elvis looked at him with questioning eyes. "Oh you see, I didn't come only for the party, I guess you could say I came for the gifts."

"No!"

"Oh yes, this celebration is about to end. Shame really. Alwell. I will come again next time." he turned to leave but then looked back at her. "You might want to move out of the way for a second, things could get messy." He then turned again wand walked to the center of the dancing area. The people didn't seem to mind until he stood on the edge of a fountan and yelled out to every body.

"Please, ladies and gentleman. I have an announcement." He captured the attention of his audience. He pulled down his hood and the crowd gasped. "You are all apart of the first public theft of the castle. Now if you will all please hand me and my friends yo-"

"GET HIM!" Atem yelled to his guards. "KILL HIM!"

"What old friend? Such hostilities?" Bakura joked as the first wave of warriors entered the area. Elvis was pushed back by the hords of people that were trying to escape. She tried to watch was going on but it was hard to see with people pushing her. The glipses that she did catch included seeing Mahaado run towards Bakura, Seth taking his place next to Atem and a hord of rough looking men coming from every dirrection. The servents and wealthy visiters pushed together to run from the feast. Women were screaming and men shouted orders for everyone to get out of their way. Elvis was pushed against a stone wall and hit the back of her head. She clutched it, trying to stop the pounding, but it was only a second before she was pushed on.

A tight grip caught her arm. Elvis looked up in fear but it was only Nara. She had a serious face on and was pushing people with her big belly out of the way. People continued to run into Nara and each other. She plowed thru them all until she came to a calm area. She pulled Elvis up next to her.

"The Pharoah is in danger, we must protect him!" Nara yelled watching her ruler. Atem was now surrounded by his Priests. Each one of them was fighting a bandits. One of them came running after the crowd of people that had dissappeared from the fight. Nara picked up a huge plate from a near by table and held it out. The man slammed into the golden plate and hit the ground. Elvis screamed and Nara laughed! "You got what you deserve, you desert scum!"

"Nara!"

"What? Lets go!" She moved out to help some other slaves that had been left behind. Elvis looked after her. She turned and was faced by a huge man. He was tan and very dirty. The stink from him was so strong. He held a bag of gold and in his other hand a sword. He looked menicingly at Elvis. He took a swipe at her and it almost nicked her stomach. She screamed out once more. The burly man raised the weapon once more and brought it down. Elvis shut her eyes, hoping it would stop the attack. In fact, it did. Or atleast she thought it did. When she opened her eyes there was blood dripping from the man that had attacked her. Standing in front of him was Mahaado.

He to was bleeding. The man he killed dropped to the floor and Mahaado followed after him. On his knees he began to cough up blood. Elvis could she that he had been stabbed in the back. Blood trickled down the shiny metal and it bent in to his wound. He squesed his eyes shut as he tried to fight off the pain. Elvis hurried to him and ripped the edge of her clothing. She lifted the metal from Mahaado's chest and back. He grunted from the sharp pain but let her do it. She took the ripped cloth and began to wrap it around him. It was soaked with blood in a second. Elvis did not really know how to do dress a wound and was fumbling.

"Let me do it." Mahaado panted while he spoke. He took the bandage and started to wrap himself. He then pushed himself into the shadows and beckened Elie to fallow him. "Get out of there."

Elie hurried over to him behind the pillar and looked out at the battle. Bodies littered the floor and still more were falling. All the priests were still alive. Elie's attention was drawn to Seth. He was fighting Bakura! Blocking him from the pharoah. Elie's jaws dropped. The fighting was so intense. Bakura slashed down with his blade and Seth blocked with his rod that he was always carring around. It glowed and so did the ring that hung around Bakura's neck. They continued to swing at each other, blocking, twisting and slicing at one another. Both were bleeding but not to the extent that Mahaado was.

Seth was bleeding on each arm and had a thin cut on his neck. The wounds on his arms slow him down but not by much. Bakura on the other hand had a large cut across his chest and his well tanned abs. He also had a cut on his upper thigh. Elie could tell that when Bakura put his weight on his left leg it hurt him.

They continued to fight on until a loud horn was heard across the palace.

"Well, High Priest. It seems like that is my signal to leave you. My men have finished pilaging and I grow weary of our fight. But I will be back! And next time I am here you will die."

"That is if I let you leave!" Seth took another swing at Bukura but he side-stepped it.

"Please don't toy with me, you know you can't defeat me. I am just to strong for you."

"We will see about that!"

"Like I said, another day." Bakura stepped back and pushed himself over the wall and into the darkness. Seth hurried after him but could not see him in the dark.

"BAKURA!"

Seth was mad! Anyone could see it on his face. Before him was an escaping eniemy and behind him, a destroyed defence, a pissed off Pharoah and no gold. Someone was going to have hell to pay for this and Seth knew who he was going to start with.

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A/N: So? Please tell me what you think. It is a bit of a cliff hanger but I had to do it! Also sorry for the long time to update. The musical is taking all my time, not to mention soccer just started! Anyways I will see you all later! Review please!