Chapter five- Years later

Yume wiped the sweat from her forehead, she had just reorganized Master Pegasus's entire collection of scrolls. Every single one. She straightened up and smiled as she looked at the rows upon rows of scrolls. She knew how important Master Pegasus's scrolls were to him. She tacked a map of which isles they were on, with her name on the bottom, and went to go get Master Pegasus.

She walked into his chamber, and asked if she could spare a moment of his time. He looked up from the conversation he was having with a man about Yume's age. Yume glanced at the man, and noticed that he too had white hair. It was very messy, and he had a huge bag of gold on the table. Yume was about to step outside, to let her master finish his business when he called her up to the table. She quickly came, trying not to notice that the man her age was staring at her.

"What is it you need Yume?" Pegasus asked slowly.

"I just wanted to inform you that I finished reorganizing the scroll room, and I was wondering what you wanted for lunch…" She asked pushing her light blond-white hair behind her ear.

"…Yume… that won't be necessary… you see…" Pegasus said sighing and looking into her eyes. "You've been sold."

Yume's jaw dropped, "But Master I-"

The man beside her asked, "Yes?"

Yume looked up at him, and then looked back at Pegasus who was looking rather sad. She started yelling at him in her native tongue, "How could you Pegasus! I was one of your most loyal servants! I can't believe you would sell me-without warning! I was happy here!"

Pegasus, not looking at her, spoke back, "Yes. Well Yume, that's life. I was going to loose the estate if I had not sold you- you noticed that you were the only girl working here… besides Yume, he seems like a nice young man. And, he's very rich."

"But I don't want to work for him! I've worked for you for the past nine years! You're like a father to me!" Yume felt her eyes water with anger, "I can't believe you Pegasus…" She wiped the tears away, turned and walked out of the room. She slid down onto the floor in the corridor, and wept. This was her home, she had so many memories here. She didn't want to leave!

Her young master came outside, "Come. We have many things to do." He told her in her native tongue.

She looked up with surprise on her face. She had no choice but to go with him. She was his now. "Are you really my master?" She asked quietly as they walked out of Pegasus's estate, she noticed he had a scar across his right eye, like he had been slashed three times...

"Yes. I am… You and I have a banquet to attend soon. I need to have you properly trained." He said in a rather quick tone as he led her across the town.

"But-I'm a house servant- I'm not… I don't know how to-How come you speak my language?" She asked, feeling her courage grow.

"I've traveled a lot. It's essential to know the languages of different tribes, just in case I got myself into a predicament." He looked at her, "How old are you?"

"I'm eighteen." She said proudly as they walked into her new master's house. "And you, Master…"

"Bakura… I'm eighteen as well." He opened the door to his study chamber. "Now… Yume, I'm going to need to get to know you better. Do you sing?"

"…kinda… more like hum." Yume said blushing. She didn't like to brag about her voice, it wasn't the best, but it wasn't awful.

"Cook, clean, anything out of the ordinary?" He asked looking at her eyes that were like pools.

"I know how to cook, very well. I can clean anything… except for barns and stalls… I'm allergic to hay. Out of the ordinary…" She bit her lip. She didn't exactly want to brag about her being able to manipulate things. She had learned when she was lighting a candle at her former master's house that she could make fire dance, with a wind she could create. She hadn't tried it with water yet… but she was sure it was the same thing. "Nothing out of the ordinary." She lied with a smile.

Bakura looked at her with a frown, "Really… because, from what I've learned about the people of your tribe, they have a way of manipulating elements… is this true?"

Yume was caught there, "Yeah, well… my parents weren't really from that tribe… I was just raised there." She lied again. "But enough about me… what about you." She said sitting in the chair across from him. "You are my new master… and I'd like to know more about you…" She said with a purr.

Bakura frowned, "I don't really like talking about myself."

"None of us do, but, I'd really like to know." Yume said, tucking her hair behind her ear.

Bakura let a smirk escape his lips, "Well, I travel around a lot… so-since you're my first slave girl I was wondering if you'd watch the house while I was gone. I'd give you money to pay for food and stuff… but I needed a comfortable environment when I return from my journeys…"

"You travel…a lot?" Yume repeated trying to piece things together.

"Well… once a month… I usually disappear for a week or so." Bakura looked up at her. "But as I said before." His tone darkening, "We have a very important banquet to attend next week. And I need you to be there with me." He smiled, sending chills down Yume's spine. She was picking up a bad vibe from him.

"Okay. W-why is this banquet so important?" She asked in a hushed voice.

"I need to impress a few people, and maybe if I'm lucky, I might become more famous then I already am." He was about to add something else, but his stomach growled.

Yume stood up quickly, "I'll go make something to eat… you aren't allergic to anything are you?" She asked as she started walking out of the room.

"No. Anything sounds great to me." He leaned back in his chair and started thinking of ways to overthrow a certain someone who was going to become pharaoh in a couple days…