I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of the affiliated characters. I do own Starlyte and the Dhampiri Clans, Hatuhukra and Fulira.
Starlyte crossed over a river, dhampira having no fear of running water, and stared at the monument that stood in front of her. She stared up at it, and then recoiled slightly, recognizing the figure of the beast. It was the Blue-Eyes White Dragon. It stood, magnificently, gleaming in the sun.
She stepped up to it and placed her hand on the statue. It was cool, delightfully so, for the sun of this land she was in was burning her skin and face. She felt her heart start to pound as she saw a form coming at her across the sand. She knew the stride the man took as though she'd known him all her life. He approached her and stared down at her.
His eyes were cold, but they did not hold any emotion that she remembered seeing in his eyes before. She stepped back and turned around. She made off to run, with the knowledge that this man wasn't Seto Kaiba. She was almost five meters from the statue before a pair of arms caught her around the waist. She gasped at the contact, unable to shake the feeling that Kaiba held her.
She was incapable to do anything but to comply with him as he pulled her towards him. Her back hit his chest, firm ran through her mind, and she forced her eyes to stay open as his hands clasped her hips. His fingertips dug into her skin and she was forced to turn around roughly. Her eyes connected with a bronzed chest and a gold-lined cloth. She ran her eyes along the man's shoulders, his neck, and then his face. His skin was darker than Kaiba's, but his face, and his body's shape was the same.
"Who are you? Why do you dare to touch that which is mine and no other's?" the voice that spoke was different from Kaiba's, it was deeper, more seductive and it sent a chill up her spine not unlike that of what Kaiba's touch did. She stood still, her voice sticking in her throat. "Answer me woman."
"I do not know why I am here. But I know of that dragon, and I know of a person who can control it; one whose looks vary little from yours." She pulled from his grasp, as it had become slack as she was speaking. She straightened her shirt out and pushed back a strand of hair that had come loose. The silver streaks hung in her face, obscuring her view, the hairspray having long lost its effect.
"You are not from this time then? I can see the clothing you wear is indecent. But, if you say so, then it is my reincarnation to which commands these dragons. It is an interesting puzzle indeed, why exactly you are here." He turned, and with a wave of his hand, commanded her to follow. Not wanting to be left in the heat of the lands, she followed.
His stride was long, and it carried him further than hers did her. She picked up her pace to a light jog to keep up with him. He only watched her from the corner of his eye and then sighed as she started to lag behind again. He almost rolled his eyes as he waited for her to catch up.
"You are becoming tiresome, woman. For a dhampira you move very slowly." He picked her up, ignoring her cries of disapproval "Woman, you will be quite."
"Will you stop calling me that, you ass. I have a name you know."
"I do not know it, so I cannot very well call you by it now can I?" Starlyte closed her mouth and then opened it again. "Are you going to tell me your name or not?"
"Starlyte, my name is Starlyte."
"Very well then, it suits you though." He said not another word and left Starlyte to ponder his meaning. She felt his arms, strong and lean. They were hot with the sun and she felt the heat even through her clothing.
The sun was not giving up on burning her though; its rays hit her face with no remorse. She felt him let out a sigh and then her face was shielded from the light. She blinked and looked at the man holding her. His headdress was off, and it rested on her. She blushed and turned her head away as his eyes locked to hers. She just laid her head against his shoulder and let him carry her to their destination.