Sorry for the long time to update! Okay, now this is the part where Seto fights back! He's not exactly the kind who would let anyone take his possession, let alone his strongest rival! . The plot's thickening! This took a long time to type, so please enjoy!
Seto is finally claiming back what's his, Anzu is confused about her emotions and Atemu discovers his passionate love for Anzu. (Hope this chapter shows more about the triangle!)
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"Fire with Fire"
A scurry of hastiness broke the prudent silence in the atmosphere as a bundle of rags rushed among the darkness that consumed the light of early night. He had traveled long and hard with no time to waste on his immediate reply to the message his master had sent. Almost collapsing on the shifting sands, he finally reached his destination.
Torches were a flame, shedding their brilliance on the busy streets of Southern Egypt. Unlike their neighbors in the north, they stayed up until they could work no more, and that could be as late as the first faint rays of Ra.
The bundled man hastily scampered along the crowed village streets, his beady eyes catching a weak glimpse. Hampering down at the sound of laughing children, his scolded himself for being so ridiculous.
"You're back in Southern Egypt! No Northern Pharaoh can catch you here!"
For in his escape, he was sure that the Pharaoh was staring at him. When he was roaming the outskirts of Northern Egypt, soldiers had chased him until they reached the borderline separating the North and South.
"Stinken' Northerners!" he grumbled sourly as he finally exited the marketplace. "I better get gold as a reward!"
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Atemu strolled the corridors of his palace, a huge grin plastered on his face. Thoughts of the radiant chestnut haired beauty sound asleep in his bed filled his mind as he made his way towards the conference room for his daily meetings.
However, anxiety suddenly clouded his thoughts. Just a few moments ago, he had spotted a strange man hiding in his garden. He was probably a spy and so he had sent several soldiers after him. Nevertheless, he was sure the spy had seen his and Anzu's little… interaction. He smirked smugly at the reflection of her soft lips and an overpowering aroma of some unknown sweetness that made his knees buckle and pleasure surge through his veins.
But, if that spy was from Seto… "It had better not be," he whispered apprehensively to himself. He knew that if Seto had knowledge of him making moves on his to-be wife, he would most certainly declare war. But he just didn't seem to have enough control on himself to stay away from her. She is breathtaking, she is so fragrant, she is unsurpassed! Could she really be the same scrawny-looking 12-year-old who had saved his life so many years ago?
Chuckling to himself at his faded memories, he was stopped short at the sight of Simon Muran stumbling over himself trying to get to him as fast as possible. Yugi, Mai, Jono
"My Pharaoh! My Pharaoh!"
"Calm down Simon, just tell me what's wrong," Atemu answered cheerfully, his good mood unshaken.
"Th- The villagers! The- They are rebelling! The- They say that she stole the sacred statue!" He sputtered. Shock struck across Atemu's face, his eyes broadening. On reflex, he asked with a glazed look in his amethyst hues, "Against whom?"
"They- they want Lady Anzu dead!"
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"He WHAT!" Pharaoh's voice thundered the marble walls of the grand throne room, jostling the bones of the shaken spy. Gripping onto his rags used for clothing, he nodded fretfully.
"He- he d-did sire," he responded in a small, strained voice. The look on Pharaoh was terrifying, rage boiled inside him making his features sharp and overcome with fury. "HOW DARE HE TRY TO CLAIM ANZU!" Even his fan bearers shivered with anxiety.
"He- He just leaned toward milady and then just- they just kissed," he whispered sensibly, taking special care with his words. Afraid to look up to meet his Pharaoh's livid gaze, he cowardly slinked back a few steps.
"Wait."
Obeying reluctantly, the spy clutched passively onto his saggy clothes for comfort.
Storming down the dais, his cape fluttered violently from the rush of movement. Glaring ferociously down at the whimpering spy, his icy pupils were clouded with hate and noticeable jealously. "Pack your bags. We're going to pay Atemu a little…visit," his lips curled into a smile, a little too calmly.
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"Anzu!" Atemu flew down the hallway, his cape surging into a fury of waves behind him. Worry obscured his conscious as he recklessly called out her name over and over again. Younger servants were woken from their early slumber while older ones often stopped to ask what was going on. Still, their inquiries remained unanswered as he pushed them away while desperately breaking into a run down the wide corridors.
"Anzu! Anzu!"
"Mercy, Fluffy! Come here!" Anzu crouched down onto the soft grass, giggling when Mercy's long hairs brushed her rosy cheeks. Mercy peculiarly lowered her magnificent head and sniffed at the strange plant, immediately pulling away and snorting with a disapproving shake of her head. Fluffy sneaked up tentatively and touched the plant with its paw. Meowing curiously, she stared up at Mercy and Anzu with a questioning tingle in her dancing eyes.
Laughing outwardly, the kind-hearted healer gently pulled out the plant along with its roots and laid it onto her hands.
"Well, you guys may not like it, but it can cure a whole lot of diseases! It's very useful, you know!" Adding it to her basket filled to the brim with herbs and plants, she stood and sighed, satisfied. Glancing around at the glorious garden, she thought back to when Seto used to lead her to the garden fountain and whisper sweet nothings into her ear. However, whenever she felt he got too close, she would always push him away. But now she felt herself ache for his touch. He was so sweet and vulnerable around her, but always acting so tough around everyone else.
But, there was also Atemu. She couldn't deny the fact that she was head over heels in love with him. He was also sweet and loving, but in a very different way. Even though they were very similar, they were also very diverse.
She felt her heart churn with uneasiness and dropped back down onto the floor. She rested her hand onto her heart, feeling it pound faster with the thoughts of the two handsome Pharaohs. But it felt wrong to love both. Either way, if she ended up with one, her heart would always pan for the other.
It wasn't until Mercy tenderly nudged her with her head and whinnied softly as Anzu stroked her gently. Fluffy also crawled onto her lap, purring and rubbing her warm body up against her master. "Thanks Mercy," she kissed her forehead and scooped up Fluffy. Hugging both her companions, she giggled when Mercy licked one of her cheeks and Fluffy licked the other.
"Come on, let's go."
She was about to leave the garden when a flash of purple came rushing towards them.
"Anzu!" Atemu grabbed her free hand roughly, receiving a surprised look from Anzu. "Atemu, what-"
"There's no time! Just follow me!"
"Wait, wh-"
Atemu's steadfast horse had galloped beside them and Atemu lifted her onto him. "Atemu! I demand to know what's going on!" Wordlessly, he climbed behind her and trapped her in his arms. Consuming her in a loving embrace, Anzu was taken back by his sudden affectionate act.
"Shhhh. Quiet down. Just trust me on this. Do you trust me?" He gazed into her aqua pools that seemed to show eternity; and she nodded without doubt. "Of course."
Lifting her chin to meet her soft petals with his lips, he gave a gentle kick to his horse's side, directing him to go forward. Mercy neighed and galloped beside them, not wanting to disturb the amorous couple presently in a fiery lip lock. Fluffy squirmed uncomfortably between Pharaoh's bare chest and Anzu's slim waist, quietly contemplating the time in which they will eventually break apart. She meowed pitifully.
Finally releasing his strong hold on his love, Atemu stared into her big, stunning eyes, exclusively captivated. Anzu turned her head back to the front, mostly because of the heated blush rising dangerously fast. After brushing her soft bangs out of her eyes, Pharaoh wrapped his arms around her slim waist and rested his head onto her shoulder, causing her to turn her head to face him.
"Where are we going?" she was silenced by yet another quick kiss.
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"Where is she!" An angry villager demanded to the anxious palace guard looking to his friend for help.
"Uhhh… I'm sorry, but we cannot allow you to pass!" He stammered, struggling to regain some of his lost dignity. Nevertheless, the enormous crowd of enraged citizens overpowered them and pushed their way into the palace doors.
"Hey! Wait! You all can't go in here!"
"I give them permission," the two guard swirled about at the sound of the Queen's voice. It was Nefertine, adorn in all her glorious clothes and makeup already on.
"My Queen!" They got on their knees, ignoring the rampaging herd of Egyptians rushing into the opened palace gates.
"Search for her and bring her to me!"
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It was now the end of Ra's cycle, Darkness clamped over Egypt as if a huge cap had been placed over them. Anzu resided in the warm embrace of Atemu, who was holding protectively onto her. They had barely made it past the first village without being noticed, but Anzu saw the revolting citizens crying out her name in blood.
"They- they want me dead…" she whispered sadly. Atemu barely heard her, but let it go when he glimpsed something in the distance. "Who's that?" Anzu asked.
It was a whole horde of men waiting for them in the next village. Atemu narrowed his eyes. They were not from Northern Egypt. With short, pleated kilts and long, flowing capes that trailed down to the ground, their shields carried a very peculiar sigma.
Anzu immediately recognized them as soon as they closed in on Mercy and Atemu's horse. Atemu snarled deep in his throat and held tighter onto Anzu. He possessively tried to shield her from the men's gaze, not sure whether to run or not.
They reached inexorably for Anzu, one having the success to grab her midnight cobalt robe, revealing her radiant auburn hair and her silky complexion caught the gentle glow of firelight.
That breathtaking sight seemed to give them newfound strength and they closed in on the two. Fluffy screeched protectively over Anzu but was captured and thrown harshly into a small bag.
"Fluffy!" Anzu cried and gasped when Mercy was also restrained when attacking many advancing soldiers. "Mercy!"
Now they all made a grab at once for the radiant beauty secure in Pharaoh's grasp.
"Let her go!" Atemu shouted, trying to break free of their sturdy grasp. But there was too many of them and Anzu was soon wrenched free from his arms.
"Atemu!" Anzu was held between two men, each trying to restrain the lively brunette.
"Anzu!" He charged forward but was then knocked on the head with a rigid stone and fell to the floor, unconscious. "Atemu!" Anzu cried, tears stinging at her cerulean orbs, wanting more then anything to rush over to his side and check if he was all right. Suddenly, a tall, shadowy silhouette loamed over her and the cataleptic Atemu, with blood torrential from his open cut.
"Please!" She desperately tried to stop the impending river of tears threatening to fall. "He's hurt! Let me tend to him! Please!"
Still, the figure stared at her, as if taking his chance to admire her. Annoyed and infuriated at this stranger, Anzu knew that Atemu would die if that wound continues to flow unattended. However, her breath was stopped short when the man threw back his hood, revealing a familiar face, emotionless and cold.
"SETO!"
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