Love and Betrayal

By egyptionkitty

Sequel to That's How Much I Need You

Hello everyone, to new readers and old readers, I present Love and Betrayal, the sequel to my fic, That's How Much I Need You. I sincerely hope you like this fic, because I'm going to give it my all. Well, TTFN!

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A Really Short Prologue

Well, as you all know, Atem and Tamara were married and lived happily ever after, right? Wrong. They were wary of Bakura's threat, and protected their daughter (oh, did I mention it was a girl? Sorry.) to the last degree. Even in her own home, she couldn't be alone, and was absolutely forbidden to leave the palace alone. As her fourteenth birthday came nearer, her security only tightened. It didn't help much that she inherited her father's hair, making her only much easier to recognize. With her mother's stubbornness and personality, she was admired and greatly treasured by her parents. Spoiled even. As Isis as her teacher and Jou as her caretaker, what could go wrong? Nothing, yet everything. Now it is time for the story to begin.

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POV Saphira (Yep, that's the lame name I've chosen for her)

Hey. I'm Saphira. As a thirteen-year-old going on fourteen, I'm not particularly close to my parents. But my parents aren't your average Egyptian parents. They're only super powerful and rule over all of Egypt. Nothing much really. It's no big deal right? I'm just their spoiled brat of a daughter, crowned princess of Egypt. Yeah, I get whatever I want whenever I want. Sounds great right? Well, you're damn wrong.

Ok, let's start over. Saphira, crowned princess of Egypt does NOT get all I want. In fact, I get every material thing that I want, but no freedom. Or personal space for that matter. If it wasn't for Jou, Isis, and Uncle Seto (A/N: Doesn't it sound SO funny when it's UNCLE Seto? It makes me laugh) I would go crazy. I know, I really do sound spoiled, but so what? I mean, I get to express what I want right? Well, I'm just expressing my feelings. And they are… GET ME OUTTA HERE! I know it sounds selfish, but for once, I'd like to see life outside the palace, actually SEE Egypt, and not learn about how great it is. (Which is exactly what I learn with Isis). With my birthday just weeks away, I should see the outside world, interact with the people. A good queen should know about what's going on, see how the people feel, etc. Jou knows how it is. He's been there, actually seen, lived, and survived. It sounds awesome. I wish I were that lucky.

Well, it's not only my parents that prevent me from venturing outside the walls of my home is because of my hair. Prepare to imagine the strangest thing imaginable. I just HAPPENED to inherit my father's hair. Tricolored, black, purple, and yellow. Thank RA it's not spiked, because if it was, I might as well die. Instead, it's pretty long, about waist length, because my parents never bothered to cut it. The base of my hair is raven black, but it's streaked with yellow highlights that you pretty much guess isn't natural. But it is. My long bangs that frame my face are purple, which seems even more unnatural. Yes, because of my hair, all of Egypt knows how to identify me. Sucks much, no? Well, I guess that's enough thinking for one day. Nothing much else to do anyway…

I suddenly remembered my history lesson with Isis. Slapping my tanned skin with my palm, I rush down the marble staircases down to the dungeons, where my tutoring is generally held. In the dark murkiness and gloom of the dungeons, I made out Isis' figure, bent low on a scroll she was studying. A torch was lit and was set in the torch holder, barely giving enough light to see the table.

"Isis?" I called out into the darkness, my voice echoing.

In response, Isis lifted her bent head and stared at my seemingly menacing figure in the darkness.

"Ah, young master Saphira. I'm afraid that your lesson is not fully prepared yet. I'm afraid I might have to postpone it for another few turns of the hourglass. Meanwhile, why don't you visit Seto? I'm sure he would be delighted to see his only niece." Isis said acknowledging me, after saying this, returned to her bent head position.

I shrugged as an idea popped into my mind. Perhaps I could persuade Uncle Seto (A/N: It still makes me crack up!) to let me go outside for one day. Just one perfect day. After failing to persuade him numerous times, I guess he might crack if I plead to him… I mean, I am not a child anymore. I guess an escort would be ok… but I'll have to wear a hood, which is deathly in this kind of hot. Well, it is worth a try…

I continued to walk inside the complete darkness, going deeper into it, looking for Uncle (hee hee!) Seto's study. I continued to walk towards a now faint light in the complete darkness. I finally reached a flickering flame, where the door was emblazoned with a Blue Eyes White Dragon. I really need to find out what's up with Uncle's obsession with BEWDs. It really is mystifying how he likes such a powerful monster above all others. I stared at the powerful engine of destruction upon the door and couldn't help but admire it. It's sleek look and sharp talons looked particularly dangerous to me. I touched the drawing as if to expect feeling the real thing, but I only felt aging stone beneath my fingertips. I sighed and knocked on the door.

"Leave my in my solitude, servant scum!" Said an angry voice from within the chamber.

"Uncle, it's me, Saphina. Do I count as scum?" I said loudly, chuckling at my joke.

The stone door was raised, with a bewildered looking Seto staring at me from the doorway.

"Saphira… what brings you here? I don't see you very often." He said bending down a bit, kissing my cheek in a fatherly sort of way.

"Well, I was bored, so I decided to visit my favorite uncle!" I said happily, throwing my arms around his neck.

"I'm your only uncle," Seto said amused. He stood up properly, nearly sweeping me off my feet, due to his tallness.

"Erm, I should let go of your neck now, right?" I said blushing, letting go before I chocked my uncle to death. Seto smiled as he gazed at me, his cold blue eyes softening.

"You're growing so much, Saphira. Pretty soon, you'll be…" His voice trailed off, but there was a definite tone of fondness in his voice.

"You're pretty fond of me, huh uncle?" I asked in an attempted cutesy voice. I thought it was so funny that I laughed.

"Oh, of course not Saphira, I despise you," Seto said sarcastically, "You are my only niece."

I laughed happily. Sometimes I enjoyed being with my uncle more than my parents, but sometimes I am scared of him. Sometimes he's so sweet and loving, but other times he's coldhearted and unforgiving. It's weird, having two sided feelings for your only uncle. But, it can't be helped.

"Uncle, could you do me a favor?" I asked sweetly, which seemed to be a bad idea.

He seemed to be annoyed at my tone because he said, "Don't try to sweet talk me. Don't call me uncle either. Seto. Or High Priest Seto. Whatever you prefer."

See? This is one of the times I get surprised, because a moment ago, I was happy to be with him. Now… I'm not so sure.

I stared at the moss and lichens growing on the stone ceiling and said, "Ok, 'Priest Seto' fine. Now seeing you're in a more business like tone, I guess this is the time to tell. I want to see the outside world. It's not fair that I'm locked up in the castle all day. A girl needs her freedom."

"Well," Seto started slowly, "Saphira, you must understand that life itself is not fair," then seeing my crestfallen face, he added, "but, it is possible that I can arrange for Jou to take you for one outing. I suppose you could call it an early birthday present."

I nearly jumped onto him from the excitement, shouting thank you so many times I couldn't count them. Seto gave another warm smile, as he returned the embrace. Something seemed sad in his eyes, a glint of remorse and regret. Seto sure was strange, but for the time being, he was awesome.

"But I will have to ask your parents," Seto said sternly, "I am not willing to get into trouble with your father."

I looked crestfallen once more, but his hard expression did not change. I sauntered back into the hallway, almost sure that my parents would disapprove. I gave Seto one last pleading look, until he shut the ancient stone door. Well, I tried. Now, it's time to go to that lesson…

Third Person POV

Seto turned away from the door and smiled to himself. He really did enjoy Saphira's company… but she was yet another reminder of Kisara. She certainly didn't look anything like her, but he supposed it was the fact that she loved him as an uncle. Love… he couldn't bear to love anyone but Kisara.

Seto muttered to himself, "Or maybe I won't tell them…"

He ignored the fact that his study was absolutely filthy, and continued to mutter ancient charms and curses, just like a high priest is supposed to do.

In the Shadow Realm

The threat that Bakura prophesized was slowly being fulfilled. Balls of dark energy were piecing together, forming a humanlike shape. His body, which had been shattered like glass was being collected from all corners of the shadow realm in which they had been scattered. Bakura's former body was now being completely regenerated, but much more powerful. Darkness didn't just control Bakura now: He was darkness. His white hair was streaked with black, and his usually tan skin was now completely black. But Bakura's eyes; they had the same hatred for the pharaoh, the same evil gleam that had driven him to the point of near madness to destroy his enemy; Atem. Bakura's hand clenched, as a black and purple electric ball formed into his hand. A target appeared out of nowhere, and Bakura shot the devastating blow at the harmless inanimate object. The target was blown to smithereens. Bakura gave a triumphant smirk, and whispered, looking up into the infinite blackness of the shadow realm.

"Atem, you can run, but you can't hide. I'll tear all that you love from you. Now I'm back, and absolutely nothing can stop me."

Bakura gave a maniac laugh as the shadow realm began to fade, the old tomb which was his lair started to come into view. Sleeping on the floor of the dirty and unused tomb was a teenage boy, who, to many girls' opinion would be quite handsome. His naturally brown hair was covered in so much dirt it looked black, and his clothes were merely rags.

Bakura sneered at the helpless boy sleeping on the floor, and kicked him hard on the ribs. The boy's eyes instantly flew open, and he let out a howl that was heard through the night.

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End of first chapter! Well, what do you think? I'll fill you in on the boy later, but he is a very important character in the story. Why? You'll just have to read to find out. Hehe, how do you like 'Uncle Seto'? I thought it was so cute, I just had to add it. It still makes me crack up. On a happier note, three days till my birthday! I'm so happy! August 12 is the day! Well, yay me, and thanks to all reviewers! R&R!