"Take the long way there Rakion." Kaiba slowly drew up the limousine window between them and the driver. Haruna was panting from their last kiss, wondering what Kaiba had in store for her. She didn't have to wait long to find out.
He leaned in slowly, softly pulling at her lips and biting them. Her back arched up to meet him, but he forcefully pushed her down. She slammed into the leather seating, the air temporarily leaving her lungs. His lips ran along her neck fiercely, making her moan loudly as he crawled on top of her. Her heart was pounding madly when he pulled at the edge of her shirt. His hand was cold and rough sliding up and to her chest. The wait seemed unbearable. "K-Kaiba…"
"What are you two doing?"
They both shot up quickly and stared at Mokuba, who just stepped into the limousine. He looked at them strangely before making a small little smirk of his own. "Did you two finally make up? Are we going to be a family now?"
"Just sit down Mokuba…"
Haruna brushed out her hair and buried herself deep in thought. What the hell could she possibly be thinking? Here she was planning to do God knows what with Kaiba, but she was about to go on a date with Marik. When did she become this…two timer?
She swung the door open and bolted for her life. Everything seemed in a haze behind her tears. Nothing seemed to matter right now, not even Kaiba screaming behind her could stop her from running. The only thing right now was the single question; who am I? What have I become?
Finally, she stopped in front of Domino City Museum. She was breathing heavily with one thing on her mind; answers. The place was almost shaped like the Taj Mahal. The floor was like pearl, shadows of the exhibits danced on its surface. The air was very still and abiding. As if it was waiting for her to move, but her feet were planted firmly on the ground. She found herself shouting "Marik! Are you here?"
"If you are looking for my younger brother, he is busy at the moment." A tall, elegant woman walks over to her, obviously the museum's curator. She looked like him slightly, only with long smooth black hair and large brown eyes. Haruna stood there motionless as she watched her approach. She movements were graceful and slender. "You must be the one that Marik spoke of, the one who was Anya."
Anya? "No, you must be mistaken, my name is Haruna. Haruna Takasugi."
"No, I do not believe I was. I was only referring on to who you were in your past life. Anya; the dancer of the Pharaoh Atem's court."
This got her totally confused. Was she serious on to what she said? And if she was, how could she possibly know all of this? Before she could ask further, Marik came in, seeing her in pure delight. "You came!'
"Of course I did." He closed his arms around her and kissed her heatedly. She could not help but feel ashamed. She wanted it to be Kaiba kissing her. As he pulled away she did her best to smile. "Tell me what is it you were saying before."
"My love, do you believe in destiny?" she looked at him in a confused manner, but nodded to comply. "Well that is what we are, destined to time to be lovers for always."
"…You're not serious are you?"
"Maybe it would be best to show her the tablets." Isis intervened. She guided them to another room where rested a set of enormous stone pictographic tablets. Marik continued speaking from here. "You heard Isis refer to you as Anya, the dancer? Well, that is because you were she in your past life, and I was your lover.
"A thousand years ago you were Anya, a slave to the Pharaoh and a court dancer. We were very much in love, and had planned to escape his grasp. But you had died far too soon for it all to take place." He wrapped his arms around her again "But now that we are together again we can make this right. We can love more freely and be together always."
Her body began to shake. This couldn't be right, this sounded totally wrong. But he looked so convinced by it. Could this had really been her past?
He embraced her tightly as she stood there thinking. Somehow he sensed her uncertainty, and leaned back a little. "Maybe you should go, think this through. This must have come as quite a shock darling."
"Yeah…I-I just need some rest, I'll be better tomorrow."
"Perfect for our date." He kissed her forehead and asked if he could walk her home. But she declined and left alone. It was the real thing she needed.
She found herself somehow in the park. Everything in her mind seemed to be breaking down and she had lost all control of her train of thought. Nothing made sense, nothing would make sense again. What would happen now? Would she lose Kaiba forever? Would she lose herself forever? Would she lose to become this…Anya?
Resting herself on a bench, she closed her eyes and tried to concentrate, hard. What did she want from all of this? It was her choice wasn't it? But what choices did she even have anymore? I just want to go home, see my dad again…
Her eyes got heavy and she found herself lying down. Falling asleep on the cool day. Unaware totally tat she was being watched.
